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When I say I went to boarding school, people picture a castle in the Alps...

...or ivy-covered buildings in New England.

But Lindenhurst was in the middle of the Dairy State.

Right in your back yard.

Come on, Lisa, you'll like being a modern woman.

Do you like being a modern woman, Karen?

Now, hold the ribbed part and stick it all the way in.

You have to push it all the way up, up to the bottom of the top section.

God, why don't they teach us this instead of chemistry?

Lisa used to be friends with some girls. We called them the Frosty Posse.

It hurts.

Do you need me to get you some Slender Regulars?

I got it.

See? That wasn't so hard, was it?

Boo!

They called us the Smokers.

No, not with the light on.

Okay.

Don't you have a candle or something?

Yeah.

How's this?

You think it's okay we left Lisa alone with David?

Yeah, sure. Whatever.

Go back!

David was the president of our class...

...but he paid somebody else to do his campaigning for him.

It wasn't that he didn't want to do the work.

He just didn't know how.

Lisa.

Little Lisa Stockwell.

She didn't get high until her senior year. That was with me.

What is that?

Lt's that time of the month.

- Tonight? - I'm sorry.

Fuck!

Karen was a smart girl, had a scholarship to Lindenhurst.

She didn't like to admit that, she said she'd transferred from Choate.

None of my friends there could remember her.

Hard to imagine not remembering Karen.

Mandy's window is open. Set off the fire alarm, I'll go get Lisa.

You ready?

We're totally busted, we got to get out of here, like, now.

Lisa, you have to go.

Why did you do that?

Put these on.

- You said that you were ready. - So? You could've waited.

- I've already waited six months. - I have waited 17 years.

Come on, Lisa.

It's not that big of a deal.

Quick! The Dean of Boys is coming. We've got to get out of here now.

And me?

I was just an average schoolgirl.

Karen?

You're no longer walking on thin ice, Miss Carter...

...the ice has melted.

Makes me pretty Christ-like then.

Don't be smart with me, young lady.

Some people are discussing pulling your scholarship.

You've each received...

...a major detention.

And...

...one month campus probation.

And you'll each be expected to attend regularly scheduled psychiatric meetings.

Everyone thought that Dan was quite the stud...

...but he couldn't make it longer than 30 seconds.

Your nipples were barely hard and it was all over.

Jeremy and I both grew up in Kenilworth, a north-shore suburb of Chicago.

He was always a scrawny kid. Then the summer before our senior year...

...he had a big growth spurt and became Dan's gopher...

...the one who could buy beer without getting carded.

But he was still just a little kid to me.

- What's the line about? Move it. - Hey.

- Hey, Karen. - Missed a good time last night.

Really? I was already having a good time.

What? With your right hand?

Lt's tighter than you.

Ouch.

Finally, spring break. I'm so happy the winter's almost over.

I'm not.

Where's Mom?

Heading for the Caribbean, I think.

Aw, man, don't put that shit on.

It's not shit.

Did your mom take all these pictures?

Yeah.

- Holy shit! Is this her with the President? - Yeah, I think so.

I recognize the jewelry, but I'm having trouble with the face.

So your mom knows all these people?

They're her best friends.

How's school, little sis?

I learned a new story.

Tell me.

"'Twas the night before a party, when all through the town...

"...no pigs were stirring, no cops were around.

"We drank Seagram's and smoked Panama Reds...

"...while visions of the munchies danced through our heads.

"But all of a sudden, came a knock at the door.

"We all yelled 'Pigs,' and hit the floor.

"But what to our red-glazed eyes should appear?

"A fucking pound of Columbian...

"...with two kegs of beer.

"The man at the door flashed us a smile.

"So we said, 'Come on in, man, you should party a while.'

"But we heard him exclaim, as he flew through the sky:

"'Marijuana to all, and to all a great high!"'

You know, Dan's going to be in the city with David.

I thought they were originally going to Aspen.

They were, but it's like the parents were going to be there or something.

So that's why you decided to come here?

No, we were coming here anyway.

You should really call David, though.

I gave him the number here.

- Yeah, but we want to go there. - We do?

Yeah, Lisa wants to see David, and I would like to see the city...

And you would like to see Dan.

Okay, he's the only guy at our school who's got any taste.

Taste? You call Elaine Schwartz "taste"?

Or Chelsea Swain or Ashley lzzi or Cordela Duprey?

Please.

I call Giorgio Armani "taste," girls, and Dan has definitely got it.

Fuck.

Dan just wants to have a good time.

So do I.

You complete me.

That's right. Two tickets to Tahiti.

First class.

- That's on Thursday. - Excuse me.

Excuse me, could I get a light?

I'll call you back.

- Todd Manning. - Jeremy.

Karen.

- How's your painting coming along? - I've just started working with oils.

What is it about guys and oils? Lt's like this staple to any guy's bedroom.

I've seen them all: Cherry, strawberry, pi�a colada, vanilla.

I bet you have.

Maybe you could paint my daughter's living room.

She's interested in those 3D murals that cover the wall.

It's called trompe l"�il.

I'm still waiting for an invitation.

I wanted to check out that famous opera collection of yours.

When we get back to school.

- Where are you going? - To get another one. You want one?

- Why don't you let the waitress come here? - I'll be right back.

What were you saying?

- I just got done with my first album... - Johnny and Coke, please. Thanks.

Hi.

He used to stare at me like that.

- Nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you, too.

- You doing okay? - Yeah. I'm doing a lot better now.

Really?

Let's play the cigarette game.

Not right now.

What's the cigarette game?

Come on, let's do it.

I want to play.

Can I play?

Put your tongue back in your mouth, Jeremy.

I've got a limo waiting outside. Let me take you home.

It's okay, we'll just get a cab.

You can take the cab.

I'll go in the limo.

You want me to come with you guys, to see you get home okay?

We'll be fine.

- How long... - We're going.

Not yet. There's a big after-party going on.

I'm tired.

I'll call you tomorrow then.

Excuse me.

This place is dying.

You want to get out of here?

Listen, you're a beautiful woman, and I'd love to, really...

...and I'll probably regret this, but...

...l've got a girlfriend.

Too bad.

Give me your number.

I can't do that.

My wife wouldn't take too kindly to strangers calling the house.

Was it at least good sex?

I don't know.

What do you mean, you don't know? Either it was or it wasn't.

Have you ever had good sex?

I am so sick of being a woman, you guys.

I'm just like so goddamn sick of it. Shit!

I'm sick of being a girl.

Let's play a game.

You told Mom you stopped playing with that.

You told Mom you stopped smoking pot.

You go first.

What am I supposed to do with that thing?

You put it up to your head and you pull the trigger.

No way!

No?

Here.

We'll do it this way.

Now you get to point it at me.

Take it.

Toughen up, sister.

I win.

- It's not loaded. - That's not true.

Who died and made you Mom? Give me those! You're not my mother!

What about Tommy Dischler? I hear he lives on Park Avenue.

Tommy Dischler, like "Tommy Beats Pastrami" Tommy?

You guys...

...Dan is so hot.

Yeah, but Dan can't kiss.

It's that whole spearing-tongue thing. He's like:

Lt's not as bad as "the fish," when guys are like:

Then there's the guys who do semiautomatic attack kisses:

They ram their tongue down, and you're like, "Get off of me!"

Dominatrix Express, faster service at your service.

No, Lincoln's not here right now.

Can you just call back and leave a message on the voicemail?

You guys, what's wrong with us?

Here we are, sitting in a goddamn palace, and we can't even find a fucking prince.

Fairytales don't happen to girls living in palaces.

Sure they do. Cinderella came from a wealthy family, I bet you didn't know.

She would have never known about that ball if it weren't for her wealthy sisters.

It was her fairy godmother.

She wouldn't have needed one if she'd been a little nicer to those sisters of hers.

She would've ended up as ugly as her sisters and never gotten the prince.

Who says the prince was anything all that great, anyway?

I bet there were probably a ton of hot guys at that ball.

I bet those stepsisters probably got a few numbers...

...and ended up marrying off pretty well.

Cinderella was such a wimp, man.

Waiting around for the prince to come and find her?

Lf it were me, I would've just borrowed some of my stepsisters' clothes...

...and gone knocking on the palace door.

I was really kind of shitting my pants when your sister pointed this thing at me.

I kept cool though, for having a gun pointed at my face.

James Dean, Karen. James fucking Dean.

It's kind of like the first time I had sex.

I had this big schlong in my face...

...and I had no idea what the guy was going to do with it.

I wonder if guys ever feel that way.

They would if they had to look down the barrel of a.22 every time they had sex.

- That's a.44. - The bigger, the better, baby.

The bigger, the better.

Break.

All right. We're good.

David slept with that girl at the bar in Chicago.

Her name's Bambi.

How do you know?

Dan told me.

Men are such mental midgets.

Come on, and "Bambi"? Her name is as fake as her tits.

Maybe I should get fake tits.

What, for some cold, uncaring guy? Please.

I wish I could be as uncaring as he is.

You can.

I know how you can do it.

- Where did you get that? - You didn't want your sister to play with it.

I was thinking I could do it with the next guy, but now...

...we could show them how it feels.

Give the boys a taste of their own medicine. Fuck them like they fuck us.

I don't get it.

Take this big steel schlong and stick it in David's face the next time you have sex.

You're talking rape?

I'm talking about going after what it is you want.

These boys get to hunt us, to catch us, to leave our remains.

It's time to change the game, girls.

Will you look at Lisa, for Christ's sake?

She has turned into a complete wreck, all because of some silly little schoolboy.

Look at you, you're becoming a psycho!

That's right.

These boys are hurting us, Jefferson.

We have to fight back.

Come on, we'll do it together.

We'll do it for Lisa.

We have to do this...

...for all women.

How'd she know how to find me?

Hi.

What are you doing?

He's all yours.

- She doesn't want to do it. - You said you didn't either.

All right, go for it. Come on.

- Me? - For God's sake, hold this.

- What are you waiting for, a glove? - Fuck.

Fucking do it already!

Looks like King David isn't up for the battle!

You can't get it up?

Let him go.

She was so cute. David?

Lt's way past curfew.

Why don't you come in here...

...have a cigarette and give me a little explanation.

- What happened? - Nothing, man.

Nothing?

Nothing?

You were summoned in the House of God by the Virgin herself.

It's time to confess your sins.

Look, guys, I'll repent tomorrow. I'm tired.

I'm just going to bed.

- Come on, you can't leave us hanging. - Guys, just let him go to sleep.

Come on.

You guys want to know?

Three townie chicks duct-taped me and tried to screw me at gunpoint.

You guys happy now?

No. Three townie chicks? I thought it was one city chick.

No way.

No fucking way.

I don't believe this.

I've been whipped...

...handcuffed...

...blindfolded.

Chicks with guns?

That's good.

- Dude, you're in the big leagues now. - That's for sure.

- Thanks, guys. I'm going to bed, okay? - All right.

One last thing:

Don't be feeling guilty about that little girlfriend of yours, all right?

Lt's time to forget about her.

Thanks, Jeremy. See you later, buddy.

Dork.

Hey, it's me.

- What do you want? - Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine. Just fucking fine.

I think the chicken hat was a little too much.

Who do we fuck next?

Next? We did what we set out to do.

That was just one boy. We vindicated Lisa.

He definitely didn't like the chicken hat.

What about all those women who will be fucked over or who have been?

We started a revolution, you guys.

We have to stay tough. All great leaders are tough.

What would've happened if Gandhi had given up?

Maybe he would've lived a little longer.

What's life if it's not great?

Gandhi lived a great life.

He had a movie made about him.

Smoke it to the butt, baby.

This is wartime.

Shit, Karen, somebody's going to get hurt.

- I need some practice. - Give me it. Somebody's going to get hurt.

Nobody's going to get hurt, Jefferson.

We'll do it with the next guy, except we'll shoot to the left...

...to totally scare the shit out of him.

I want to try.

Just point and shoot...

...at the suntan bottle.

You guys suck.

You think you can do any better? Come over here and show us.

You better be careful what you wish for, big boy.

Don't tease me.

Cum dumpster.

You suck.

Suck this.

Make sure you swallow.

Whip it out, baby.

Nice shot, Dan.

I'm really glad you came.

The guys wanted to come.

- You look nice tonight. - Thanks.

What's the matter?

- Nothing. - You're not very talkative.

What do you want to talk about?

I don't know.

I got winners, guys.

David's acting weird.

I think he's freaked out about the other night.

Maybe we should tell him it was us.

No, don't tell him anything. He'll forget about it.

Did you forget the first time a guy shoved a cock in your face?

Who was the guy who fucked you over so badly?

- Which one? - All it takes is one.

- You want to get out of here? - Absolutely.

Yo, fellas, see you all later.

- I like your music. - Thanks.

Jefferson, come be my partner!

Later.

Good luck.

- What's your name? - Christopher.

That's a cool name.

What do you mean by cool?

Lt's okay with me.

So my name is okay with you?

I think that "cool" is a little bit more active than that.

It means something that maybe you're really into...

...or something that you might want to do later.

I think the Webster's definition is:

"Moderately cold, controlled, indifferent."

- I'll see you guys later. - Later, man.

- I'm going to go back. - Now?

Don't worry about it, you don't have to go. I'll just see you for room checks.

- Okay. It's cold tonight. - Okay.

You're so sweet.

Jefferson?

Where are you?

Over here, cowboy.

Karen?

That's right.

What are you doing with a gun?

Don't play around.

Why not? Guys always get to play around, don't they?

What're you talking about? Put the gun down.

Don't tell me what to do.

What do you want?

Munch the muffin, big boy.

Oh, my God.

- You're kidding. - No.

All righty, then. Not a joke.

Karen, that is some fucked-up shit.

This whole thing is fucked up.

What whole thing?

The minute I let you inside of me, you have all the control.

I'm sick of the man always having control.

You raped David.

I prefer the word "used."

What makes you think you can get away with this?

How many times does a man get away with it?

Why would you want to take that risk?

You've got to take risks in life...

...otherwise you'll never get anywhere.

And where are you going?

Thanks for pretending to care, but my panties are already off.

I don't want to fuck you.

Why should it be about that, what you want?

Because I'm trying to be your friend.

Why, because I have a gun?

Yeah.

I'm just kidding.

I'm not Dan.

Then why do you jock him?

I guess for the same reason you have a gun.

You could never understand.

You could never know what it's like to have a gaping hole between your legs...

...just waiting for it to be filled by the likes of you.

I like to think of myself as more than just filler.

I'm not kidding here.

We all have a space we're waiting to fill.

Blow me.

By the way...

...could you not say anything about this to anyone?

I promise I won't do it again.

I don't want Jefferson to get in trouble.

Jefferson?

Lt's her gun.

- Hey, boy! - Get off me.

- What's your problem, dude? - Leave me alone!

Relax.

You don't want to do this, bro. Why are you walking away?

- I'm going to kill that punk! - Calm down.

He's just pissed that Jefferson was with that one-hit-wonder guy.

Forget it.

All right, I'm sorry.

Come on, you stupid bitch! Pass it up!

Go, Karen!

Pass it, I'm open!

Take that, you stupid frosty bitches!

Why didn't you pass it to Cordela?

I made the goal, didn't I?

You're defense. That's your position!

I don't really care about my position.

This is a team sport.

And the team won.

Mom! I thought you weren't coming until 11:00.

I know. I just couldn't wait to see my only baby.

What are you wearing?

I bought it especially for the occasion. You like it?

No, I don't like it at all.

- You told me paisleys were in. - Not anymore!

I better tell your father to park the car.

You brought him?

Honey...

...he's your dad.

I wish you would get it.

Are you about to get your period? Is that what this is?

- You didn't have to come... - Don't tell me what I have to do.

- Your father's very upset. - Goddamn right, I'm upset.

What do you mean?

"We are very concerned with Lisa's..."

Your grades have dropped, your temperament has become unruly...

...your appearance: George Lacey uses the word "sallow."

Honestly, Lisa: "sallow."

- Are you on drugs? - No.

Don't lie to me.

I'm not lying.

I will not have you embarrass your mother.

Get yourself ready...

...and come down and meet your parents in a proper manner.

Fuck you!

Come on. Let's go to lunch.

Who'll be escorting you girls to the prom?

We'll probably just go stag.

- What about David? - I don't really like David anymore.

"She was a child and I was a child

"In this kingdom by the sea

"But we loved with a love that was more than love

- "I and my Annabel..." - That's nice, dear.

They charged us for the French fries. I thought they came with the meal.

I'll take care of them, John.

- We shouldn't have to pay for them. - Don't worry about it.

Dad, just let Mr. Stockwell handle it.

I'll get this cleaned up right away.

I thought the French fries came with the meal.

You'll have to find somebody else because I already got Jeremy.

What?

The other night, after Friends, with the gun.

Did he get it up?

He walked me home.

I've got to say hi to his parents.

Hi, Mr. Harrson.

How are you? I haven't seen your mother in a while.

Yeah. Neither have I.

- Where are the boys? - Don't know, don't care.

Have you thought about Harvard? I could write you a letter.

I think I'm going to stay in Chicago for a little while.

- Hang out, decide what I want to do. - You should come out to California.

California is so far away, and they have those giant mosquitoes.

Don't you remember? When we visited my niece, you couldn't wait to get back.

It wasn't because of the mosquitoes, it was her cooking.

- You remember the dessert she made? - Yes, it was a waffle � la mode, dear.

And frozen, packaged strawberries. The berries made the waffle gooey.

What am I going to do with you?

We've been married 33 years and you don't know how I like my desserts.

I guess I'll have to make it 34.

In three days, it was all over.

Everyone parted feeling like they did their job. No big deal.

Funny how you never think it may be the last chance you'll have to say goodbye.

- Hey. - Hey, Jefferson.

I'm heading out, but if you come by after study hall...

...we can go through my CDs then.

Yeah, cool.

Hey, I'll be right down.

I am so sorry, I thought you just came over to look at my CDs.

- Don't worry about it. - See you.

- I thought we were going downtown today. - We can go downtown anytime.

You can get laid anytime.

Yeah, but I want to get laid now.

Besides, what's the big deal about downtown anyway?

I just thought we could have a fun day together, like how it used to be.

Do I look okay?

Cool. I will see you later.

It's really warming up around here. I think I could get used to this weather.

What are you doing?

Why is it that every guy I know picks at this thing?

Lt's pickable, I guess.

- My girlfriends don't pick at it. - It's just a sticker.

- It says "Tamagotchi." - So what?

What's the difference if it says "Tamagotchi" or not?

Lt's still a Tamagotchi.

It's the difference between this $200 collectible Tamagotchi...

...that Lisa gave me, and the knockoff versions.

You guys are turning my Tamagotchi into a cheapie.

I don't get why guys pick.

I don't get why girls just don't swallow. Just kidding.

I swallow.

What's that all about?

Dan's a schmuck.

- He's your friend. - No, he's not.

- Why not? - I thought you didn't like him.

It's not like I want to marry him or anything.

But that's not the point.

What's the point?

I'm not dating you if you're not in the group.

Who said anything about dating?

You are not going to dump me before I dump you...

...just because now you know I have to dump your loser ass.

What?

Just remember something, okay? I dumped you.

Come on, girl. You have to eat.

She doesn't know if she can trust you.

She has to trust somebody.

I don't know about that.

She's a street dog. She can survive on her own.

Then why'd she come here?

Curiosity, I guess.

What are you doing?

- Jefferson, stop. Seriously... - Why won't you let me kiss you?

Why are you rushing it?

- I just want to be close to you. - Yeah?

Look.

Close.

Closer.

If it's all just physical, then...

...closeness is as relevant...

...as where I lay these film cartridges.

Then just lay it here for today.

I should go.

- I'll walk you back. - I know the way.

Wait.

- Borrow this. - I'll get my own.

I wish Christopher went to Lindenhurst. I have so many outfits he hasn't seen.

How is your rocker boyfriend?

He's not my boyfriend.

Maybe he's playing hard to get.

- Why don't you just call him? - Why doesn't he call me?

Lf you want something...

...go after it.

No, take it off.

Don't come any closer.

Wait, no! Stop!

I didn't know it was a threesome.

Oh, my God! You got AIDS!

- You do? - No.

- Who has AIDS, you? - No!

Why didn't you tell me?

I barely know you.

This is Karen.

Hello, this is Todd Manning.

We met one night in Chicago.

The limo guy.

What's up?

I'm here in Milwaukee on business...

...and I thought it'd be convenient to stop by and see you.

Shit.

Good, you're back.

He's gay.

Really?

Can I borrow this?

Yeah, sure. Where are you going?

You remember that limo guy from Chicago?

Him? He's a jerk.

He owns his own paper.

Who cares? Nobody reads the paper anymore.

Where's the gun?

I got rid of it.

What do you mean?

I'm through.

Through with what?

With the gun, with the whole revolution.

I'm not quitting!

Fine. I'll quit on my own.

Fine. Then you're out. Now, give me the fucking gun.

I buried it.

When?

This morning.

Where?

Somewhere between Christopher's house and school.

Bullshit!

- Stop! - Give me the fucking gun!

- You're crazy! - I'll rip your fucking hair out, I swear!

Let go! Stop it!

Fuck!

- It's not your gun! - It's not yours either!

- We should give it back. - What are you going to do? Shoot me?

Lt's a mistake.

You know what? I don't take advice from people who aren't my friend.

I'm not saying I'm not your friend, for Christ's sake!

I am.

- Jesus, what are you doing? - Get out.

- Why? - Leave!

How you doing? That new 'do suits you.

Thanks.

I'm sorry I didn't wait for you after Peterson's class.

What are you doing here now?

I just...

...thought you should have those.

I don't like opera anymore.

Why not?

You know they'll sink...

...eventually.

Come on, let's go.

Why don't you like opera anymore?

I've just been listening to it for way too long.

- It hasn't been that long. - My whole life.

My father was a famous tenor.

The words he sang were beautiful, all about love and stuff...

...but when it really came down to it, they weren't even his words, just his voice.

You've got to be careful with musicians. They suck you into this fantasy world.

They sing to you about love and you think it's what they really want, but it's not.

It's just a way to sell records.

Girls always fall for that stuff.

Wanting to be that chick the hot rocker sings about.

I just want to be loved.

- That's pretty corny, huh? - I think that's what everybody really wants.

Then how come I don't see anybody in love right now?

Maybe you're not looking clearly enough.

What about Karen?

What about Karen?

- Do you still like her? - I never liked Karen.

God! Why do you guys always have to be like this?

What am I doing wrong?

Everything.

The Hobnob's the only really nice restaurant in town.

I don't have time for a restaurant.

We'll just have a drink here, okay?

You understand, don't you?

Yeah, I understand.

There's plenty of time to work up to that.

I'm already worked up.

Stop! Not like that!

- God damn it! - Tough girl, you said you like it like this.

Stop it!

- What the fuck is that? - Just let me go, okay? Just let me out.

Let me out!

No, please don't do this.

Don't do this.

Oh, my God. Are you okay?

- Do you need a running partner? - No.

I need a running partner.

- Are you guys okay? - No. Everything's totally fucked up.

I didn't say anything to anyone.

- Why didn't you? - I didn't want to get you in trouble.

You know about Karen and the gun?

Yeah, take the gun away.

Lisa said Karen's done with it, she'll get it back to me.

So what's totally fucked up?

How we can't go back to the way it was before.

Oh, my God. I'd hate to go back to the way it was before.

Remember what they used to call me when I was short and ugly in eighth grade?

"Kermit the Frog coming to you live from The Muppet Show."

When I was in eighth grade, I was in love with Luke Perry.

Oh, my God! Luke Perry?

I always fall for the 8-by-10 glossies, except for Matt.

Matt Nosbusch?

We used to sit out on his patio, press our lips together and count...

..."one Mississippi, two Mississippi," for at least 1,000 "Mississippis."

We thought we were so great because...

...we could go for so long without breaking into a sweat like in the movies.

We thought we should be in the movies.

I don't think Mom's coming to your graduation.

What about you? Will you come?

Since when do you want your little sister hanging around?

You don't have to end up like Mom, you know?

- Guess who? - Jefferson.

How'd you know?

What do you think? 8-by-10 glossy?

Definitely.

I thought we were going to go to prom together.

I came by, but you already left.

Bullshit, Lisa. I waited.

I wanted us to go together. I'm sorry you and Karen aren't friends.

Looking for your friends?

Yeah, but I don't see them.

Me neither.

Come on, let's go. I want to smoke.

- Maybe she doesn't want one right now. - I think that she does.

I don't think so. What do you want to do, Lisa?

I want to go to the bathroom.

Don't worry about it.

Why don't you and Jefferson just make up?

Those boys have completely torn us apart.

They haven't done it to us, we've done it to ourselves.

- And we can undo it. - It's not that simple.

Just tell Jefferson you want to be friends, I'm sure she'll do the same.

God, Lisa, sometimes you're so naive.

You brought the gun.

I hadn't taken it out of my purse since that night.

You know what? Maybe you should hold onto it.

You look really nice.

So do you.

Thanks. I guess it pays to buy your own tux.

I wasn't referring to your clothes.

Not you, too?

What?

- Are you gay? - No.

I thought you liked me.

I did.

I mean, I do. It's just...

...I can't get it out of my head, you know, what you did...

...with the gun.

I fucked up.

Why would you do that?

I don't know!

We were just sick of being weak.

I was sick of being weak.

You had to go out and fuck all the guys? Do you feel stronger now?

I didn't fuck all the guys!

- Who did you fuck? - No one!

- I mean, I tried to with Christopher... - You didn't do it with Christopher?

No.

What about David?

I never did it with anyone.

Ever.

Ever?

Never.

What about Karen?

Why is it okay for you and it's not okay for me?

I never did it with Karen.

Is that what she said?

Oh, my God!

She pulled a loaded gun at me, I turned and walked away, for Christ's sake!

Then why were you always coming over to see her?

I came over one time.

And that time was to see you.

How do you expect me to believe you?

The same way I believe you.

One Mississippi, two Mississippi, three Mississippi, four Mississippi.

Do you want to go into the woods?

Is that what you really want to do?

No.

What do you want to do?

What?

Tell me.

- It's stupid. - Tell me.

Take your shoes off. Take your jacket off.

Now lie on your back.

Give me your legs.

You look really beautiful tonight.

You know how long I've been waiting for this?

Not like that.

Okay.

Do you have something?

Don't worry, I'll be careful.

Stop.

It's okay.

Just let it happen.

Do you care about Lisa or what?

Obviously, she doesn't give a shit about me.

Why should I care about her?

Because when Dan's through with her, she's not going to care about anyone...

...probably not even herself.

Stop!

Are you the "rape me" girl?

All right!

Stop it!

This dance is over.

Attendance will be taken in the living rooms in five minutes.

Let's go, people!

- We're, like, in serious shit. - What happened?

- What happened? - We really don't need a man right now.

I do. What happened?

You say one word about this to anyone, I will find you and I will fucking kill you.

- She shot Dan. - What?

I didn't mean to.

- Where's the gun? - In the room.

- What room? - Your room.

- Why'd you put it there? - That's where we keep it.

- Not right after you've shot someone! - I don't know what to...

You guys have to go upstairs and get the gun.

I think it would be best if you didn't talk to us right now.

I don't care.

I do. I'm not going to drag you into this shit.

I'm not going to leave you in it.

We'll be back in five minutes.

In the living room, girls.

Most of you have no idea what is happening.

But one, or a few, of your classmates do.

I'm calling you to my office for questioning one by one.

Charlotte, come along.

We have to come clean.

That's easy for you to say. You didn't pull the trigger.

- Yes, I did. - No, you didn't.

I'm going to go set off the fire alarm. You guys get rid of the gun.

- Here. - Lisa, since you're already up.

Give us the lighter.

Have you ever been someone's girlfriend?

No.

Me neither.

Have you ever kind of wished that you were?

Sometimes.

Me, too.

Everyone outside!

Single file!

Come here, Lisa.

I don't know. They're up there.

My dress is stuck! Help me!

I got it!

Watch out!

Give me your hand!

- Jefferson, I can't! - I'll be right back!

Get help, I'll be fine.

Help me!

She's in there, you got to get her out now!

Stop! I have to save Karen!

Lt's okay. Stop, please.

The firemen stopped the fire from spreading throughout the entire dorm...

...but the bathroom was gone and everything in it.

They found the gun with Karen.

Lisa tried to tell Mr. Lacey the truth, but he wouldn't listen.

Ms. Miller believed her, but nobody believed Ms. Miller.

They just called it post-stress anxiety and gave us a prescription of Ritalin.

I figured they were looking at my sister as a potential student, and Lisa, well...

...she's a Stockwell.

Lisa and David never made it past their freshman year.

I guess she ended up marrying some senator.

David's had three wives, but people say he still talks about Lisa.

I think you should hold on to these.

Karen was going to be the first Carter to go to college.

Her parents were really proud of her.

Jeremy went to school in California...

...went on to own and operate a vineyard in Napa Valley.

You came!

You asked.

- I didn't know you got your permit. - I didn't.

What the fuck? You are not my mother!

I know. I'm your sister...

...and we need to talk.

Lincoln graduated from Lindenhurst four years later with honors.

She moved to New York and now runs a liberal newspaper.

And me?

I had some business in California.

Done by (c) dCd / October 2011