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Is it making me look too, like?

Like a person wearing a lowcut top but who's actually still a virgin?

Honestly, like, I'm just so ready to lose it.

- PIPPA: What about that guy Tim? - It's Tim's if he wants it.

- Wish I could fuck you all day. - Shit, I'm gonna be late for class.

Our little Bree-Bree is gonna be a nude model.

For art class.

I'm not sleeping with anyone else.

- Neither am I. - Okay.

It wouldn't bother me if you did, though.

You have a really nice smile. You have a boyfriend?

No, I don't.

- I was gonna go on the pill. - You don't have to worry.

You are the only person who I wouldn't use a condom with.

Everything's my fault. I can't stop thinking about her, man.

PIPPA: What the fuck was all of that about?

WRIGLEY: Drew was there the night Macy died.

This is my little brother we're talking about, all right?

You cannot tell anyone.

("I WAS BORN TO HAUNT YOU" PLAYING)

- Oh, my God. You're adorable. - Oh, my God.

I'm not trying to give mixed signals tonight.

- Yes! - The signal is very clear.

You're very much a sure thing.

Yeah, Tim is gonna die when he sees you.

BREE: I still think you should just come with us.

It's a couples party.

- So, make Stephen come. - PIPPA: Mm-hmm.

Stephen hates frat parties, and he has his big interview tomorrow.

Yeah, but you wanna go, so he should just go with you.

You went on the pill so he could fuck you without a condom.

It's the least he can do.

We're gonna hang at his. It's fine.

Okay.

(SONG FADES)

("I BELIEVE" PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- PIPPA: Wrigley! (CHUCKLES) - Pippa!

Nice to see you.

- BREE: Hey, guys. - How long do we stay handcuffed?

Until we both finish a bottle.

- Bree, who's your date? - Tim.

ALLIE: That's nice.

I want a cigarette.

- Another one? - Yeah.

EVAN: Oh, my God.

(SONG CONTINUES)

You look amazing.

Thank you.

(SONG ENDS ABRUPTLY)

- How do we get these off? - It's cool. I'll take 'em off later.

- Okay. - Come on.

(TIM GRUNTING, PANTING)

Okay.

(GRUNTS)

- Fuck. - It's...

- Yeah, okay, all right. - Just fuck it.

(TIM GRUNTING)

Okay.

Let me grab a condom.

Yes. Thank God.

Come on. Yes.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GASPS)

(STRAINS)

You okay?

- Yeah. - You sure?

Yes.

(GRUNTS)

(PANTING)

(EXHALES)

("STEADY AS SHE GOES" PLAYING)

(SONG ENDS)

What time's your train?

It's at noon.

But I have to run through some case studies before I go.

Explain to me how this internship is paid

if the whole point of it being unpaid is to prove you really want it?

A lot of internships are paid.

Not everyone can afford the unpaid ones, you know?

- You're gonna get it. - Eh.

And after my India trip this summer, I can come visit you in the city.

I'm sure I'll be up against some partner's sons.

That's usually the deal with these things.

Well, I'm sure none of them have practiced hard as you have.

And it'll just be boring trust fund kids, wearing pastel pants.

Unfortunately, boring trust fund kids with pastel pants,

they often do very well...

- Yeah? - ...in this country.

Well, you're gonna be the smartest guy there.

You're so fucking sexy.

You're a liability.

Quit distracting me.

Get dressed.

Fine.

(STEPHEN BREATHES DEEPLY, CLEARS THROAT)

Who you staying with in the city?

- Hey! - Hey.

Yo!

Evan hooked me up with his family's loft in Tribeca. He's a hero.

I should get going.

Good luck.

- Call me after, okay? - Of course.

- LUCY: Bye. - STEPHEN: Bye.

- EVAN: Bye, Lucy. - Bye.

(DOOR CLOSING)

Seriously, dude?

You couldn't come up with a better lie?

We don't even have a place in the city.

You got houses everywhere else, right?

I can't tell her I'm staying at Diana's family spot. No way.

You know, sometimes I just think you lie for the fun of it.

(CHUCKLES)

- What? - No, I just... I'm...

I'm never gonna get over the fact that you're taking

an introduction to drawing class.

What do you do in there? Draw fruit?

As a matter of fact, I drew a pineapple last week.

How was it? Was it good?

Nah, but it was terrible. I can't draw for shit.

It's an easy credit though, so...

Yeah.

If you do the math.

You're probably costing your parents at least 5K.

I can't imagine what my mom would say if I told her I was spending her money

drawing fucking pineapples.

Well,

you know, people go to college for different reasons.

I'm just trying to figure out what I wanna do after graduation.

Junior year, though.

Isn't your dad like a genius or something?

What about your dad?

Ooh.

I fucking love that. I love when you stoop to my level.

All right, well, pineapples are waiting so...

STEPHEN: Hey, for what it's worth...

- you are my favorite multimillionaire. -(SCOFFS)

- You're obnoxious. - Yeah, I got a nice smile, though.

Yeah, yeah, calm down. Have a good interview.

Thank you, bro.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- Morning. - Good morning.

- What were you just daydreaming about? - Oh...

Nothing. I'm just really hungover.

- Got ya! - Stephen left today, right?

Yeah, how'd you know that?

Wrigley told me.

Did Wrigley say anything...

else about Stephen?

- What do you mean? - I don't know.

I'm just... just trying to get some intel.

I swear he hasn't said anything, okay?

- Okay?

- Hi. - Hi.

You disappeared last night, what happened?

- No! - Oh, my God!

-(PIPPA LAUGHS) - Yes! Fuck!

Okay, how was it?

It was...

- It was fine. It was kinda funny. - Oh.

I don't know how else to describe it but...

I mean, I'm sure it gets better. I'm like excited to do it again.

- So, you didn't cum. - What?

- Nobody cums their first time. - I did.

Orgasms are really easy for me.

- What? They are. - So, are you gonna see him again?

Well, he said he'd text me.

Cute.

- Am I becoming promiscuous? - I love this.

Seems so much hotter than Drew, too.

Aren't you kinda happy he ghosted you now?

Okay. Don't do that, come on.

- Do what? - He's Wrigley's brother. It's mean.

It was a joke. And he was a dick to Bree.

Weeks ago.

We can get over it now.

Okay. Sorry.

Hey!

- No. - Wow.

- Hey. - Hi.

Oh, hey, Bree.

How'd... how'd your night end?

- It was good, thanks. - WRIGLEY: Good.

Very good. Tell Stephen he's a loser for leaving Halloween weekend.

- Who the fuck does that? - I know.

But it's a big internship, so...

That guy never slows down. Personally, I blame Diana, she encouraged the mania.

(CHUCKLES) What do you mean?

Uh, nothing. Just joking... I...

- I'm so fucking hungover. - PIPPA: (GIGGLES) Yeah.

You blame Diana for what?

I was just... I was just saying that, you know, they're both like that.

They're both obsessed with work, so when you put 'em together,

it's like the... the Clintons or something.

Is Diana like an amazing student or something?

- WRIGLEY: Diana? - Mm-hmm.

Yeah, she's, like, super... super driven.

But that's probably why you're more fun for him, you know? It's less intense.

- Jesus Christ, Wrigley. - Lucy's really driven, too.

Yes.

Yes, I'm sorry. Yes.

That's not what I... Don't listen to me.

Hi, Professor, do you have a... a moment?

Sure.

I've noticed I keep getting B pluses on everything.

Is there something specific I could be working on, or...

Your form is impressive,

but I think you'd agree you struggle to push yourself to your full potential.

Your writing lacks specificity sometimes.

You need to tap into something more specific

and personal.

Okay. I will try harder.

I... I also, um, wanted to ask you about your advanced seminar next semester.

Well, that's very competitive.

I know, but I'd... I'd really like to be considered for it.

You know, so I can push myself, like you said.

It's almost November. May I ask you why you're just inquiring about it now?

Um...

I... I guess, I've just been...

distracted.

And what specifically has been distracting you?

I don't know if you know this, um...

but the girl who died...

during Welcome Week, Macy, she... she was my roommate.

And I'm usually a lot more focused.

That must've been awful.

I'm sorry, Lucy. I didn't know.

Look, let's see how the rest of the semester goes.

I appreciate your openness, and I think we can probably figure something out.

Thanks.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

PROFESSOR: Whenever you're ready, Bree.

(CHUCKLES)

(TRAIN SCREECHES)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(CLEARS THROAT)

- DIANA: (OVER PHONE) Hey. - Hey.

I'm sitting in your dad's office right now. This place is crazy.

Don't go through any of his stuff.

Obviously. Hey, what's with this weird painting in here?

(DIANA CHUCKLES)

- He's obsessed with that thing. - Looks like a finger painting.

Okay, please tell me he didn't spend real money on that thing.

It's probably the most expensive thing in the loft.

Really? It... it looks like a preschooler did it.

You kinda have to know about art to appreciate it.

- Just don't touch it, okay? - Why would I touch it?

I don't know. I gotta go, but good luck tomorrow.

Just be yourself until you really shouldn't be.

- You know what I mean. - Okay.

- Thanks. - Talk to you later, bye.

WRIGLEY: Can we just... I don't wanna talk about this anymore.

PIPPA: But we need to talk about it,

-'cause it's a lot. I... - I understand it's a lot, but I don't...

I don't know what you want me to do.

I'm gonna go to the dining hall. I'm starving.

Are you coming?

(SIGHS) I'll meet you there.

Hey, you okay?

It's just like a stupid fight.

You wanna talk about it?

I'm fine. I should go catch up with him.

Stephen can be a dick sometimes, too. And I... I actually felt

- really weird this morning... - We don't have to swap stories.

It's not really the same thing. You and Stephen

- aren't even, like... - Aren't even, like, what?

I just mean you guys haven't put labels on things.

You don't have an obligation to him.

Obligation? That's a weird word to use.

(SIGHS)

Look, I told him I would meet him, so...

Okay.

FEMALE VOICE: (OVER COMPUTER) Oh, yeah! (MOANS)

(PHONE CHIMES)

(MOANING ON COMPUTER CONTINUES)

(BOTH MOAN)

Where were you tonight?

Bunch of us went to George's.

You smell like tequila.

It's fine. No, just leave it on.

Fuck.

I'm going to need you to get me going.

Okay.

(CHUCKLES) Okay.

- I... is it... is that okay? - Yeah.

Just... just keep going' for a second, it's 'cause I did blow.

(GRUNTS)

Wait, stop. Get up for a second.

- Touch yourself. - What?

I want to see you touch yourself...

(EXHALES)

Yeah.

Oh, yeah.

- Wait. Here, let me... let me... - No, I love it like this.

Give me a sec. Wait. There.

(SIGHS) Yes.

(GRUNTS PAINFULLY)

- I... I think I'm a little sore. - It's all right, we'll go softer, okay?

-(PANTS) - Okay.

- W... wait, let me turn on my back. - It's okay, I'm almost there.

Okay. (GRUNTS)

-(GRUNTS, PANTS) -(BREATHES HEAVILY)

My mom is so funny, if I ever sent her

an eight-pound box of candy, she would consider it an assault.

Does she send care packages for every holiday?

Yeah, pretty much. Such a waste of money.

I saw Tim last night.

And? How was it?

I don't know. I mean, he's definitely into me,

but I'm just trying to figure out if I actually like him.

You're not sure yet?

When I first had sex with Stephen, it was like...

my body just knew.

Is it really different than with your ex-boyfriend?

Yeah.

Completely. I wasn't like Pippa,

I wasn't having orgasms all the time in high school.

With Stephen, it's just like...

I didn't know my body could feel that good.

So, how was it with Tim?

So hot.

(LUCY CHUCKLES)

Trey.

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

Stephen?

Hi.

Follow me.

My... my bus driver still calls me for legal advice.

-(CHUCKLES) -(CHUCKLES) You're funny.

The last candidate quoted me his SAT scores within five minutes.

- Oh, God. - Shall we start your first case?

Yes. Please.

("INSIDE" PLAYING)

-(SONG STOPS) - Drew.

I saw you so...

I wanted to say hi.

Hi.

Listen...

I... I feel really bad about Welcome Week.

- And I wanted to say that I'm sorry. - Oh...

- Yeah, it was shitty of me. - Yeah.

Really hurt my feelings.

I didn't mean to.

Okay.

Yeah, it's okay.

I'm not gonna, like, hook up with you now.

If that's what you think.

I... I didn't.

Good.

(SONG RESUMES PLAYING)

(SONG FADES)

STEPHEN: The first priority is to keep the client happy.

So, in my case, a professor.

The minute you know,

you won't meet their expectations, you have to change them.

So, you have to make them think

that the new timeline was their idea.

So, by the time I handed in that project, my professor...

thought it was early.

I think I had a similar professor.

- Where'd you go? - Cambridge.

- Mm. - It was great. I love England,

everywhere in Europe, honestly.

Gosh, me, too. Definitely.

Have you spent much time abroad?

Oh, yeah, of course, yeah. Europe's... Europe's amazing.

Where have you been?

All over. Really. Um...

Uh, London. I went to Paris.

Um, Rome.

I rented a flat in the Marais last summer.

- I had the best time. - Yeah, Rome, every part...

Italy, it's just so... It's beautiful.

The Marais in Paris.

Mm-hmm.

I know, no, I know. I was just saying that I love... that Rome is beauti...

Like, it's one of my favorite cities in the world.

- Um... -(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

But I... (CLEARS THROAT)

I do, I love... I love Paris. Paris is so...

It's the city of, you know, city of love.

All right. Next question.

Yes.

The client is a health insurance company,

you are a civil defense attorney,

specializing in medical law.

A plastic surgeon is being accused of botching a surgery,

but the plaintiff is a self-professed addict of plastic surgery.

How do you advise the client?

Are you the client?

The client is the client.

Sure, but in this scenario, when I imagine the client...

am I picturing you?

Why does that matter?

I want to know how to talk to you.

The job is legal advice.

No, I know it's... it... but isn't it also reading the room, you know,

don't you change the way you are when you're with certain people?

I'm just saying, I... I think about people when I...

I have to tell them something, so I... I look at them, and I think about them,

and I think about who they are, as people, you know? And that...

helps. It helps to figure out...

kind of...

How you... (FALTERS) It helps.

Yeah.

Maybe I should just start quoting my SAT scores to you. (CHUCKLES)

- That's fine. I think we're good. - Yeah.

It's 1540, for the record.

But let's be real.

I mean, one of the boss' kids is going to get this, right?

You're hiring one of them before I even walked in the room.

There's actually a company policy against that.

When selecting interns, we consider not only who's the most qualified,

but who would benefit most from the opportunity.

- MALE VOICE 1: Yeah! Yeah, let's do that. - MALE VOICE 2: I'll see you there.

-(MUSIC PLAYING) -(LOUD, INDISTINCT CHATTER)

LUCY: Oh, God. (CHUCKLES)

- Oh, my... - Yo, let's do shots.

Yes. I gotta pee first.

- Hey, Tim. - Yo, what up?

- LUCY: Is my mustache even? - WRIGLEY: I'm embarrassed.

- Yeah, looks good. - Yeah, looks good.

How was the bathroom?

It was a bathroom.

But how gross was it? Was there toilet paper?

- Oh, no, no, there wasn't. - Oh, wonderful.

Oh, wonderful, wow, that's crazy. You guys are being pretty lame.

- We're not being lame, we're just tired. - All right. Let's go, then.

- Whoo! - That's your solution?

- Cocaine? - Come on, seriously?

Yeah, what? Have you never done blow before?

- No. - Yeah, of course, I have.

- Then you know that it's great. - Yeah, but I'm not in the mood tonight.

Well, that's the point. Once you do it, you'll be in the mood for it.

Fuck it, I'll try it.

Follow the bird.

Okay.

(INHALES)

- LUCY: I don't really feel anything. - PIPPA: Really?

I think I do.

Well, you would know, you've done it before, right?

Yeah. No, I just mean like, I'm waiting to see how I feel before I do more.

- LUCY: Right. - Bree, how do you feel?

- I think I love it. -(ALL CHUCKLE)

You're in a good mood tonight.

Oh, yeah. Great mood. I'm in the best mood ever.

Come here, my Freud.

Waddup, waddup?

- Hey. - Hey, guys.

- WRIGLEY: Where's Evan? - Oh, fuck him.

They're fighting.

- Hi. - Hi.

DIANA: This pirate costume is so cute.

Thanks. I... I really like your tiara.

- It's really cute. - Thanks. I put it on myself.

Wow. You don't have someone to do that for you?

- BREE: We're gonna go get a drink. - Okay, cool. I'm gonna hang here, so...

Cool.

- That was fucking weird, right? - Yeah, yeah, it was.

Sorry. I'll... I'll be right back.

Were you not gonna talk to me tonight?

'Cause, I mean, I don't need you to do anything, like, special,

but don't act like I'm not even fucking here.

I can't believe you didn't tell me you were a virgin.

- Who told you that? - Wrigley told Cyclops.

I mean putting that much pressure on me

- without saying anything is fucked up. -(SCOFFS)

Wh... Are you... are you serious right now?

You tricked me into taking your virginity. It's too much responsibility.

I didn't trick you into anything.

I didn't give you any kind of responsibility, I didn't tell you

because it wasn't your business.

Whatever. I just don't think we should hook up again.

Yeah, no shit.

(PHONE VIBRATES)

Hey, how'd it go?

Great.

Any chance you wanna come to the city and celebrate? I miss you.

(DOORBELL RINGS)

- Hi. - Hi.

Too much room.

- I don't know what to do with it. - Wow.

- These are the lowly servants' quarters. - Wow.

- Fancy. -(CHUCKLES)

You want a drink?

Yes.

Yeah.

So, tell me everything.

Just went really, really well.

- Really? - Yeah.

When do you find out if you get it?

Where do you want me? Right here?

(GRUNTING)

Is that too hard?

No.

You can go harder.

(GRUNTING)

DREW: (OVER PHONE) Hello?

Drew...

I'm outside your dorm.

Will you come downstairs?

What? What's wrong?

Come here.

I won't know what I did if you don't tell me.

Why don't you ever go to parties with me?

What?

Why don't you ever go to parties with me?

Wha...

We go to parties.

- We met at one. Remember? - No, I mean... I mean together,

like we don't go anywhere where you would actually know someone.

I take you on actual dates.

Do you not enjoy those?

- No... - They cost a lot of money.

I like those.

You're... you're missing the point, I don't know why

- you have to make it about money. - Because I don't have any.

My family doesn't have any money,

I don't have an allowance like the rest of you guys.

Oh, my God, you act like I'm fucking loaded or something.

Have you ever been to Europe?

Yeah.

I haven't.

- Okay. - I've never been on a plane.

But you've talked about traveling before. You've told stories.

Yeah, that's what they are, they're stories

to make everyone else feel more comfortable

because people hear that you're 20 years old

and you've never been on a fucking airplane.

And they think that's weird.

- No, they don't. - Yeah, they do.

Well, I don't think it's weird,

and I don't even really know what your point is right now.

My point is that what I choose to spend my money on

means something.

And I choose to spend my money on taking you on dates off-campus.

To make you feel special.

I'm sorry. I didn't...

I didn't think about it that way.

- Are you mad at me now? - I'm tired.

Please, don't be mad at me, I... I... I shouldn't have said anything.

- I don't know why I said anything. - No, it's really okay.

- I'm being dramatic and I don't... - It's okay. Don't worry.

I'd say, talk in my room but my roommate's in there,

- so... - BREE: This is fine.

What's up? What did you wanna talk about?

Are you attracted to me?

You were at one point.

Yeah, yeah, no, I am.

(GASPS) Fuck.

Wait, wait, I thought you said that we would...

Do you want me to stop?

(CHUCKLES) No.

- Fuck. Sorry, shit. Sorry. - That's okay.

I... I thought you hated me.

No. (CHUCKLES) No.

Bree, something happened during Welcome Week.

And I... I would tell you if I could but...

It wasn't because I... I didn't like you, okay?

Yeah, okay.

(SIGHS)

What made you wanna see me?

I don't know, I... I thought...

I thought it would make me feel better

about some stuff.

Did it?

Yeah, a little. (CHUCKLES)

This isn't happening again, though.

Okay.

- Hi. - Hi.

- How are you feeling? - Great.

- I'm really sorry about last night. - That's okay, sorry if I... I overreacted.

Listen, Evan's parents need the place,

so I think you should take the 10:00 a.m. train.

You'll make it if you hurry.

- EVAN: Thank you, ma'am. - FEMALE VOICE: That's so exciting.

What do you got there?

Are you stalking me?

Guy draws you naked one time...

Actually just picking up my mom's latest QVC finds.

Yeah, she's an addict.

Thank you, by the way.

For what?

For drawing me naked and not being a perv about it.

Yeah, you know, that's kind of my thing,

very non-pervy.

Well, that's good, yeah, Allie's very lucky.

Well...

we broke up actually.

- Shit, sorry. - Oh, no, no. Needed to happen.

I guess, college relationships

don't really matter in the long term, anyway so...

"Remember, trust no one unless they have a moose,

then steal the moose and only trust the moose."

Who sent you that?

You know, reading someone else's mail is a felony.

- So is stealing a moose. -(CHUCKLES)

It's from my old foster sister.

She's a few years older than me and...

that's just something she does.

She sends me these postcards with stupid jokes.

And I love them.

I didn't know you were a foster kid.

Yeah.

Is that something you like to just keep to yourself?

No, I'm not, like, embarrassed about it.

I just never heard you talk about it before.

Do your friends here know?

They never asked.

Sometimes...

I just wanna feel so normal that I'm almost boring.

Yeah.

I know what you mean.

- Hey. - Hey.

Shit, sorry, I thought Bree was here.

Figured you'd be at Wrigley's.

Yeah, well, you know, sometimes I sleep better alone.

Are we okay?

Do you still like me?

What... what do you mean?

Of course, I still like you.

I don't know, it just feels weird. It feels like you've been really weird

- with me lately and I don't know why. - Come, come... come here.

Look,

it doesn't have anything to do with you.

Okay? Like, I... I love you, you're one of my best friends.

Really?

- Yeah, of course, come on. - Fuck.

I'm sorry, I don't fucking know what's happening to me.

- Hey. - Hey.

- Hey, you guys okay? - I'm not really sure.

- What happened? - I don't know.

I really don't know, I just feel... I just don't...

feel good. I feel like...

I don't know, I don't know,

- I don't know. - About what?

Just shit with Stephen,

like, I've... I'm being so stupid, I don't even feel like myself.

I feel like, I'm... I'm actually going crazy.

Wh... why, why, what happened?

I feel like he's fucking other people.

But didn't...

didn't you guys kind of agree that you could?

Yeah, yeah, apparently, we did. I don't fucking know,

my God. I feel like, I'm losing it. I actually feel like I'm... I'm losing it,

- like, I'm going crazy. - Hey.

You know, you can do a lot better, right? It's not like he has some magic penis.

How do you know it's not magic?

(ALL GIGGLE)

No, she's right though, like...

there are other people out there.

What about that guy, that... that we met in the alley?

- Max. Yeah. - BREE: Yeah. You liked him.

Yeah. He's cool. Okay, it's fine, I'm... I'm... good, seriously.

How... how are you doing? Did you... did you go see Tim last night?

- Yeah. - Yeah?

I don't think I'm into him anymore.

I don't know, like, the sex is...

Eh.

PIPPA: Wow, okay, look at this virgin.

She has sex one time, and she already has standards.

(ALL CHUCKLE)

Hi.

What can I get you?

Um...

Just some water.

Fuck! You're one of those demanding customers.

Hey, I'm sorry I flaked before, school's been very crazy.

Mm. School...

Um, but I was thinking...

You still wanna grab dinner sometime?

Just nobody's fed me since you,

I'm honestly just getting really fucking hungry.

Uh...

No, sorry.

I think that ship sailed.

Yeah, uh...

I'm fucking with you.

Let's get dinner.

(CHUCKLES) I'll get you that water.

Fucking blew it.

I... I misread the whole thing, I crossed the line

without realizing it was there. And then I couldn't fucking...

find my way back.

Okay. So...

you're not gonna get the internship.

You have to let it go and move on to the next thing.

- We'll make a list of other internships. - Yeah. I...

- I... I need to figure this out. - I know.

We will.

This is just a temporary setback.

Yeah.

Okay.

("SUNRISE" PLAYING)

Hi.

What's going on?

Sorry we fought.

I'm sorry, too.

(SONG CONTINUES)

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