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Okay, sweetie, lie back.

Okay, scoot closer to the edge.

Okay.

Now open your legs like a frog.

Okay, great.

Now, I'm putting some lube on.

It's a little bit cold,
it's for the speculum.

Just try to relax, okay?

A little pinch.

Deep breaths.

Okay, now I'm gonna take a sample.

You might feel a little bit of scraping.

Some scraping?

Yeah, I'm just taking a sample.

Okay?
- Okay.

Try to relax, deep breaths.

You're doing great.

Okay, speculum's coming out.

Okay, now I'm going to insert two fingers

to feel your ovaries, okay?

Is that okay?

- Yeah.

Everything's fine.
- Okay.

Okay, great, we are done,
everything looks good.

You can get dressed now.

- Okay.

- Some associate it with having
no control over their body.

So, tomorrow's the big day.

I'm assuming you're all packed?

- What?

Yeah.

I am.

- Erica, remember what I said.

It's not uncommon for
students to have anxiety,

especially transfer students.

You have the tools.

- I know.

- So I don't understand
what's holding you back.

- Well, this looks like everything.

- Are you sure about this?

- Cathy, we've already talked about this.

- I just wanna make
sure because it's going

to be difficult if you need something,

if you need us.

- Mom, I got this.

- Well, I've got some work to do.

Have a safe flight.

Cathy, come on, you
said you were coming with us.

- No.

- Figures.
- Oh well.

Perfect timing for this,
little going away gift.

- What?

Dad.
- I know you were saving

for your own, but you've worked hard

the last couple years, and you deserve it.

- Dad.

It's vintage and everything.

- Save your money for
film or whatever you need,

and, just whatever you
do, don't pay me back.

- I really love this.
- Good.

- Like major Dad points.
- Good.

- I really love it.
- All right.

That's my girl.

Shall we go?

- Yeah, I'm ready now.
- Okay.

Okay.

- Thanks, Dad, for my gift.

- All right, guys, come on in.

Come on in.

All right, guys, there is
little bit of confusion.

We'll get started in just a minute here.

We were supposed to be
in a different classroom,

but they have moved us here, of course,

but that's okay.

We are going to make it work.

All right, I think that
we are just waiting

on a couple more people.

But we'll get started anyways.

Hi, I'm Mrs. Newman, and for most--

- Hello, Mrs. Newman!

You miss me, girl?

Bianca, always on time.

- Come on, pound it.

- Get to your seat, Bianca.

- Okay.

I'm coming for the A+ this
semester, Mrs. Newman.

All
right, I'm waiting for it.

- Yeah!
- Bianca, everybody.

- Nice camera, girl, I like vintage.

Hey, okay, sorry.

- As I was saying, I'm
Mrs. Newman, welcome

to the Introduction of Pictures and Words,

CSUF's first ever photography
and writing showcase.

In other words, photographers
will be taking pictures

and writers will be writing about it.

This semester will solely
focus on collaboration.

- New girl.

Fresh meat.

I like it.

- Are you joking?

- What's your name?

- I don't want friends.

- Oh come on, come on, come on.

I'm just joking, all right?
- Hey, Josh.

I was only playing.

Mami, where you going?

Mami, really?

We're sorry,
you have reached a number

that has been disconnected
or is no longer in service.

- Okay.

- Just watch the register for me,

would you?
- Sure.

And you must be Erica.

- Yeah.

Sorry, I didn't catch your name.

- I'm Alex.

- Hi.

- You're probably expecting
someone a little older, huh?

Probably bald?

A little fatter, too?

You're right on time.

Janet's upstairs, follow me.

- It says here that you're
a photography major.

What kind of photography?

- Landscapes mostly.

- Trees?

Stupid.

- But I have a passion
for Polaroid photography.

- Oh, okay, retro, that's cool.

Okay, so do you party,
do you drink, you know,

smoke out?

- No.

- You're a virgin, huh?

- Excuse me?
- You are a virgin!

You're a virgin.

All right, okay, you got the job.

- Wait, what?

- You got the job, kid.

- Are you serious?
- Yes, I'm serious.

I make dreams happen, got it, got it.

Alex!

- Janet.

- Can you please give Erica
the appropriate paperwork

to fill out?

- Oh, you know what?

We don't have any ink for the printer.

What do you mean we
don't have any fucking ink?

- I'm still waiting for it, Janet.

What do you want me to do?

- Oh my God, oh my God,
bro, you're killing my vibe.

You're stressing me out, dude.

Fuck it.

He'll be back.

- Oh, do you want me to
email you my availability or?

Okay.

I'll see you here.

- So you got the job.

Yeah.

- I'll get you the appropriate
paperwork immediately.

I'm so happy for you.
- Thank you.

I'm super stoked, too.

What am I supposed to do here exactly?

- She's total hippie, right?

- Yeah.

- Kinda crazy.

She had a good time in the '60s.

Erica and Bianca.

- Vintage girl!

I had a feeling it was gonna be you.

I'm Bianca.

- Erica.

- Come on, shake this hand, girl.

What's up?

- Great.
- So, uh, what

are you doing after class?

- Nothing.

- I was thinking maybe
we could get together

and write down some ideas and,

you have to find the straw.

See, I'm trying to be cool for you.

I kinda need a refill.

You down?

- Let's do it.

So did Newman
give you any pointers

from the handouts yesterday?

- Yeah, I had a few ideas,

but I'm totally open to whatever.

- Oh, did I tell you that I'm in

this really fucking cool mythology class

with, like, dragons and magic and shit?

It's pretty rad.

You got any cool classes?

- No.

Right now, I'm just taking a bunch of GEs.

- Oh, that sucks.

Fucking GEs, they're like fucking herpes,

you can't rid of them.

Look at you, you got a nice smile.

Listen, I'm not trying to hit on you.

You're cute and all, but
you're just not my type.

- Oh my God.

It's all good.

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

I didn't think you were hitting on me.

- Relax, girl, I'm just messing with you.

Oh shit.

- Is everything okay?

- Yeah, I forgot I have this
appointment across town,

and I can't make it in half hour.

Shit.

- Maybe reschedule?

- No, I made it months ago.

Do you mind if we meet tomorrow and,

just before class, and go over things?

- Yeah, no, that's fine.

- You sure?
- Yeahs, totally.

- Okay.
- Do what you need to do.

- All right, cool, I'll see you tomorrow.

- Okay.

Bye.

No, I know, I just.

You don't have to share it.

- I don't know.

I guess it's just so personal.

I know you feel
this need to for the showcase.

Why?

- It deserves to see daylight.

You know,
Erica, you're always

more than welcome to call me,

but if you want something
on a regular basis.

- No.
- It might be a little

difficult with our timezones.

- That's cool, I figured anyways.

There's someone I know of

a little closer your way.

Do you have a pen and paper?

- Yeah, I have a pen right here, actually.

Dr. Zimmer.

He's an old colleague of mine.

- I'll give him a call, thanks.

Okay, bye.

Come on, Diego, let me sing.

Come on!

Ricky, tell him to let me sing!

- Yo, let her sing.
- No.

- Why are you such a--
- No, no.

- What?

Give him a break.

Diego, I'm sorry.
- Oh, God!

- Will you stop it?

- Have you met my friend Erica?

Erica, Alex, Alex, Erica.

Diego!

- Hey.

Erica.

- Yes, nice to meet you again.

- Again.

- Uh, so how long have
you guys known each other?

- Oh, we live together.

- Oh, cool.

So you've been dating
for a while, I guess.

- What?

God, that's disgusting,
no, I mean, no offense.

- Whoa.
- No offense,

no offense.
- None taken, none taken,

none taken.

People always
assume that because

we've been tied to the hips
since we were in kindergarten.

- Afterschool daycare fun club.

- Yeah, the girls couldn't
control their emotions, right?

- Sure.

Uh, so why Polaroids for your project?

- Oh, cause they're
natural and they can't be

photoshopped like those
titties on those women.

I'm just saying.

- No, you can't Photoshop Polaroids.

- Which is a good thing?
- Yeah, it's a good thing.

Yeah.

- Got it.

- I should probably get going.

- You just got here, bro, where you going?

- I have a long walk back to the dorms.

Oh, so you live on campus?

- Mm hmm.

- Mm, so we can meet up
without issues, right,

unless, like, your
roommates are all weird?

There are no roommates.

You live alone?

- Bianca.
- What?

I'm just curious.

I just wanted to know.

- Great, so she's still pretty pissed?

- She'll get used to it.

Give her time.

- Yeah, I guess so.

Well, I should probably get going.

I've got a bunch of stuff to do.

- Okay.

I know you've got school and work,

and then homework, I assume.

- Oh, Dad.

Tell Mom I love her, okay?

- Okay, I will.

I'm proud of you, honey.

- Thanks, Dad.

- I just want you to know that, okay?

- Okay.

- All right, good night.

- Yeah, I love you, too, bye.

Stay.

- Hey, Erica.

- Hey.

- Oh, I love this song.

This is one of their best.

- It's pretty rad.

- Oh, you need me to help?

- Oh, thank you.

- So, Bianca told me
about you guys' project.

Sounds interesting, different.

Kind of cool to focus all your attention

on one big project,

as opposed to getting distracting

by a bunch of smaller ones in between.

- Yeah, that's, that's the goal.

- Alex.

There you are.

We have a new POS associate.

Show her the ropes.

Stacey.

- Great, sure, right away,

Janet.
- Hey.

- Stacey.
- Alex.

- Erica, I'll talk to you later?

- Yeah, take care.

- Follow me.

- So, Alex.

- What about him?

- Nothing, I just saw the
two of you hit it off.

You know he likes you, right?

He's kind of into you.

He's gonna kick my ass for telling you,

but I don't care.

Next.

What up, Newman?

- Bianca and Erica, so, what have you got?

- High school.

And
some college life, too?

- No, we think it's gonna
be a little too demanding

if we try and cover both,

so we just focus on high school.

- So, Bianca, you're
gonna be writing about

Erica's work on high school.

Erica, what are you using?

- Polaroids.

- Yeah, cause we think
Photoshop should only be used

on those bitches with big
tits in Beverley Hills.

I'm just saying, right?

Right.
- Yeah, yeah,

that's one reason to use Polaroids

as the medium of choice.

- Yeah.

- Anyways, that answers my next question

about Photoshop and editing.

Great.

You own your own camera, Erica, right?

- Yeah.
- Great.

- Okay, so it's a little bit messy.

Come on, I bet it's not.

Nothing's messier than mine, come on.

This is a mess?

Seriously?

I like the lion.

You know, I never pegged
you for a flower girl.

What's up with the flowers?

- I don't know, it's stupid.

- Come on, you have it
for a reason, right?

What's up with the flowers?

Tell me.

- I don't know, I just,

I think sometimes when you see a painting,

you can just feel what the artist

was feeling when they painted it.

- Yeah?

- And that's how I feel about that one.

- Why are you so serious?

- Oh my God, oh my God.

Serious.

So we should probably get to work.

- Ooh, what's in the box?
- No, no, no, no, no.

Hey, I'm sorry, it's
just kind of personal.

Okay.

- Those suck.

- Are you gonna show me the camera?

It's camera time!

- So this is our third partner, I guess.

This is my camera.

- Ooh!

Kind of vintage, huh?

It's kinda
totally vintage, actually.

- Oh, wow.
- Do you wanna hold it?

- Yeah.

I don't think I've ever
seen one of these before.

Yeah, they're
kinda rare these days.

- Yeah, you might hold on to that.

I'm a little clumsy.

I kind of like you.

- I'm kind of okay with you, too.

- I'm parched.

- Well, I have some coffee
or tea in the kitchen

if you want some.

- No, I'm leaving.

And you're coming with me.

- Wait, what, we have a lot of work to do.

Work?

You actually consider this work?

- Yeah.

- Come on!

We've done so much today,
and the day before that,

and the day before that,
and the day before that.

We deserve a break.

Come on, let's go have some Cosmos

like those Sex in the City bitches.

- It's Sex and the City.

- I know, that's what I said.

Come on!

Please.

- Look, I really appreciate the offer,

but I don't party

like ever.
- Parties?

Get over the partying.

You know you're not partying.

Look, I hate parties.

It's like, you wake up every single day,

and you do the same shit
over and over and over

and over and over again.

It's like the definition of insanity,

but karaoke, I fox a karaoke.

And having a drink in me
doesn't hurt the confidence,

so come on!

Let's have some fun.

- I can't.

I work later.

I know.

- How do you know,

how do you know that I work later?

- Cause Alex told me.

You're coming!

Come on!

- I'm coming, oh my, I'm coming.

God.

♪ Testing it can be ♪

♪ Destination lost in apathy ♪

♪ It's contagious ♪

- Okay.
- Here you go, ladies.

- Thank you, Diego, baby.

- Well, I should probably get going.

- Wait, no, come on.

We need a break, we've
been working so hard.

Look, we're already ahead of the curve.

We have an idea, we have the Polaroids,

most of these freaking
groups are not gonna start

their projects until the very last minute,

so chill out, we got this.

Come on.
- You're just

full of such great ideas and solutions.

They just pour out of you, huh?

- Yeah, a little bit.

But, believe it or not, I've
actually been journaling.

- Yeah?

- Mm hmm.

You know that appointment
I had three days ago?

It was with my therapist Dr. Zimmer.

Yeah, I know that people
shouldn't be talking,

or, like, they don't like
talking about going to therapy

out loud and stuff like
that, but you know what?

It's actually helped me a lot.

- Yeah.

I get it.

- You're a therapy baby, too?

Yeah, you are.

Well, you know what?

That deserves a toast.

Come on, come on.

Yeah, yeah, you're gonna drink that.

To all the girls who say

that we're fucked up,

that we're not worth it,

that we have fucking issues,

we're worth it, cause you know what?

We're fucking extraordinary.

- To the extraordinary.

Diego.

- Ready for a second?

- Yeah.
- Coming right up.

♪ Girl, I'm afraid I'll
reach the red light ♪

- Hey, Erica.

- Hey.

- Where you headed?

- Uh, home, why?

- Just wanna know where
I'm walking you to.

- Don't you have to get
home or something yourself?

- Ouch.

Trying to get rid of me that quick, huh?

- No, I wasn't, I just,

I just assumed that a guy like you

has places to go.

- A guy like me?

What does that even mean?

Believe it or not, I pick and choose

those who I accept into my life.

Only the special ones make it in.

I really don't get you.

- What's to get?

- This whole hot and cold vibe, like

you wanna talk to me, but,

I don't know, something's
holding you back.

- Right, so, now you just know

my whole life story.

- I'm trying to.

Hey, try to keep up.

- Wait, what?

Alex.

- Warhol the artist or
Warhol the music producer?

- How often do you fall off of that?

Erica,
come on, I'm an expert.

I've been riding since I was a kid.

- This is me.

- Damn, already?

We were just getting started.

You're not getting off that easy.

Warhol the artist, Warhol
the music producer?

- Oh, that.

Both.

- Both?

You gotta choose one, come on.

- No, I do not.

Warhol never fails as a producer

and he's an extraordinary artist.

- Okay.
- Both.

- Okay, fair.

Well, it was fun hanging out with you.

What?

- It was fun hanging out with you, too.

- Hopefully I'll see you later?

- Totes.

- Totes?
- Totally.

- Right.

- Totally, dude.

- Peace.
- Yeah.

Bye, Erica.

- Bye, Alex.

- Have you talked to Erica at all today?

- No, I haven't.

Maybe you should call her.

- Yeah, maybe.

Erica.

- Hey.

- Just calling to check in, dear.

- Yeah, I've been, you know, busy.

Are you getting sleep?

- Yes, I'm getting sleep, why?

You know what, I actually have to go.

Why the rush?

- I have homework.

- And you didn't finish that earlier?

- Oh my God, seriously?

- You know I don't like
this part-time job idea.

I don't want you to overexert yourself.

School is your job.

- Oh my God, seriously?

Like, millions of kids
go to school and work,

and most of them want to.

I'm fully capable of doing both.

- Is it money, is money the issue?

- It's not about the money, I don't--

Rob, get the checkbook.

- Mom, leave Dad out of this.

Rob, would
you get the checkbook?

- I have to go.

Erica, no!

- Stop it.

- Need some help?

- No, I'm just thinking.

Just thinking.

How does this work?

It's not coming out.

Oh, oh, there it is.

Woo.

You know, this would be great

if I wanted the back of your head.

Oh, come on.

- I really don't like
having my picture taken.

- Who does?

Come on.

Do you wanna smile?

You gonna smile?

You gonna smile, smile for me, baby.

This is fun.

- I probably look like crap.

- Actually, you look
like a pretty beautiful

fucking subject to me.

- You really think so?

- Yeah.

Don't you notice when guys look at you

every time you walk past them?

I mean, granted, they're probably looking

at your tits and ass, but you
might wanna look next time.

- I can't believe you took it upside down.

- Oh, well that's why
you're the photographer.

- Dork.

- I'm gonna frame this one.

- You're gonna frame
it, like on your fridge?

- Yeah!

I'm about to fall!

- No, you gotta squat.

- All right.
- Spot, spot.

- Ready?

On three, one, two.

You're naming your first kid after me.

I don't care if it's a boy.

This never works!

And Gap commercial.

One, two, three.

Okay, hold on.

Two, three.

Constipated.

I don't know.

- You're crazy.

- You love it.

I think we got it, right?

Yeah, this is really.
- Let's go home.

- I don't even know how
this thing works, dude.

Like, we're gonna break it?

Look at these sexy ass motherfuckers, bro.

Damn, we look so good.

All right, hold on, we
gotta take one more,

hold on, hold on.

Are we ready?

And.

See, we gotta take more of these.

These are so good.

- That was the one.

Yo, it's nice to see you relaxed for once.

- Yeah, Erica, it is.

- It is.

- Relaxed, I'm gonna go take a seat

right over there.
- Okay, come on.

- Wow.
- Come on.

Come on, girl, you can join us, too.

Sit.

Oh, man, that was fun.

You good?

- Yeah, I'm good.

- You know, I'm actually really
happy we did this tonight

cause I needed it.

I was a little overwhelmed.

- I know.

- Yeah, Zimmer made me
talk about growing up

in that house again.

Not fun.

But you know what?

I told him that Alex saved me.

You did, right?

His parents actually adopted
me a year after we met.

We're like legit brother and sister.

It's on paper, right?

- Yeah, it is.

- Yeah!

My fucking daddy thought
I was his girlfriend

and he played with me.

- Bianca.
- Fucking asshole.

- You know I don't like it when you talk

about this shit.

- Aw, come on, baby.

It happened to me, it's not that serious.

It's not that big of a deal.

- It's not that, it's not?

- No, it's cool, shit happens to everyone.

I'm gonna go
take a walk, all right?

- Okay.

- B, I feel sick.

- Yeah, don't worry, he'll be fine.

He just gets upset when I get this blunt.

- Is that why you're in therapy?

- Yeah.

Suppressed childhood trauma.

My dad wanted to be my boyfriend.

Can you believe that shit?

My parents were a bunch of degenerates.

Whatever, fuck them.

- I'm so sorry.

- Shit happens.

You know, they're actually in prison now.

So I'm okay.

They found their boogie sugar

and a bunch of other accessories.

So, fuck it, right?

- Yeah.

Fuck, yeah.

- They're good.

What's wrong, you okay?

You look like you seen a ghost.

- No, I'm--
- You sure?

- Hey, beautiful, what
are you up to tonight?

- Oh, oh.
- Wait, what the fuck?

- What, I'm just, I'm
trying to talk to her.

Come on.
- Hey, hey, hey,

what are you doing?

- What are you doing?
- Do you even know

this douchebag?
- What?

Hey, listen, what the fuck happened to you

to make me hate men?
- Don't you dare touch her!

Really?

- Whoa!
- Don't you dare touch her!

- Whoa!
- Go home!

- Really?
- You wanna fight it out?

Go the fuck home, yeah, go home.

You okay?

Go home.

You're fine, you're fine.

You're fine.

- You okay?
- Yeah, I'm good.

- You sure?
- I'm good, I'm good.

You're not getting you a woman!

Erica, you okay, you okay?

Fuck you.

Fuck you!

- Come on, let's go home.

Let's go home.

What a fucking idiot, that guy.

Fuck that guy.

B.

- Yeah, I'm good, baby, I'm good.

You sure?

- Yeah, I love you, I'm good.

We good, we are so good.

Come on.

Tonight was fun, let's go.

It's cool.

- Hey, you.

Hey.

- I'm gonna turn in, I'm exhausted.

- Yeah, same.

You know, you don't have
to worry about me anymore.

I promise you, I'm fine.

I am.

- I'm really glad you're going again, B.

Therapy.

- Yeah, place for freaks.

Hey.

- What's up?

- Can I tell you something?

- Of course, you can tell me anything.

- I'm so fricking proud of you.

- I know.

I hear your dad leaving in the morning.

Is he still doing overtime?

- Yeah.

- Well, I guess we got each other, right?

Um, you're not working
for Thanksgiving, are you?

- No.

- So I was thinking maybe
we can have Erica over.

I think you'll like that.

- I'm down.
- Yeah.

You know she likes you, right?

- No, she doesn't.
- Yes, she does,

yes, she does,

cause you're fucking incredible.

You know that, right?

I need you to remember that.

You are incredible.

Okay?

Give me a hug.

Get some sleep.

- I'll try to.

- I love you.

- I love you, too.

- I miss her, Rob.

- I know.

I know.

- Beautiful.

Hey, Erica.

Hey.

What are you doing?

- Just, uh, taking some time.

- I was gonna go get a cup of coffee.

Care to join?

- Uh, sorry, I was just
going to go home pretty soon.

- Well, let me walk you home.

- Okay.

Stay right there.

One, two.

Well that's pretty.

- I will take that.

- It's not bad.

Kurt Cobain.

They do not make music like this anymore,

I'll tell you that.

- As long as it's not Courtney Love.

- You know what, Hole actually
has some pretty sick songs.

- Sick?

- Yeah.

- You should really listen
to some of the things

that come out of your mouth.

- What?

Okay.

Oh, and I wonder who this be.

- Okay, Warhol the music producer

or Warhol the artist?

- Well, both really inspire me.

- You caught that.

They do, though.

- I know.

- Anyways.

Thanks for keeping me company.

- Oh.

I guess, here we are.

- Yeah, um, should probably get going.

Yeah.

- Okay.

- Okay, sorry.

- For what?

- I'm just, I'm not good at this stuff.

- Neither am I.

- That's impossible.

That's just impossible.

Oh!

Thanks.

It's good quality.

- What?

- The bag.

The bag's good quality.

- Oh.

Yeah.

- I'll see you again?

- Totally.

Bye.

Bye, Erica.

She has a boyfriend!

- Yes, I've heard.

- What does she need a boyfriend for

when she has us?

- Yeah, cause that's the same thing.

You're overreacting.

- No, I'm reacting, Robert.

- Cathy, she's an adult!

God, you knew this was
coming at some point in time.

- And how are you not freaking out?

You're her father.

- Yes, and you're her mother.

She's happy, what, you can't see that?

- If she wasn't living half a world away.

- Well, then go tell her.

Christ.

- Where the hell are you going?

I'm going to find Erica.

Your daughter.

- Wait, I'll come with you.

- So our dad works the overtime
and a lot of graveyard,

but he does send his regards.

- Oh, thank you.

- And your mother?

- Alex, where do you go to school?

- Uh, Columbia.

I mean, I used to study music there.

- Oh, great.

- Erica, picture time!

- Not without me, you guys.

- Get in, you ready?

- Cathy, hey, Cathy!

Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

- Oh my God.

- I need to know what your intentions are.

Don't you hurt her.

- Mom, stop.

- You want to know this, too.

You ought to know it for all of us.

- What are you doing?

- I'm sorry, I don't know
what you want me to say.

- Oh!

- Mom.

Mom!

- What?

- What are you doing?

- You cannot keep doing this, Erica.

- Doing what?

- You're lying, you're lying to me.

You're lying to your father.

You're lying to yourself.

Stop it.

- They don't know, do they?

Alex doesn't know.

Erica.

Hey, Erica.

The doctor thinks you should
go back on Lexapro, okay?

He's gonna start you off on a slow dose,

10 milligrams a day.

Okay?

- Okay.

- Come back if you have suicidal thoughts,

increased suicidal thoughts, agitation.

You know, numbness,
tingling, anything like that,

okay, hon?

Here you go.

Make sure you follow up.

- So that's it?

Rob, I just wanna
get back to the hotel.

I'm exhausted.

But when are
we gonna talk about it?

I'm not in the mood, Robert.

- It's just that every day for the last

six years, I come home and
see that look on her face.

What look?

- The one that says her
mother doesn't give a fuck

about her.

I don't care, I don't care?

I have--

- All right, I didn't mean that.

It's just that she's reaching out to you.

And so I'm supposed
to baby her 24 seven?

- Well, yeah, it wouldn't
hurt if you tried.

- When we get back to the
hotel, I'm getting my own room.

- Come on, really?

Fuck me.

- Hey, Dad.

Hey, kiddo.

- What are you doing here?

- Well, I ran into Bianca downstairs.

She said you were asleep so
she didn't wanna wake you up,

so I came up on my own.

- Where's Mom?

- Oh, you know your mom.

Brings all of her business form work

to wherever she goes in the world.

Oh, Bianca texted me about an email to you

or something.

- Check my email?
- Yes, it should be there.

Okay.

- She didn't want me to read it.

She said it was just
between the two of you,

so is that good?

It's awesome.

- You know, baby, they care about you.

They really do.

- Yeah, I know.

I just,

I haven't told them anything, Dad.

And this project, I just,

I just wanna be able to finish something.

I don't wanna screw this up.

- Why would you think that?

- Sometimes I just feel
like I'm such a liar.

And, uh,

we both know how it went over last time

when I told you and Mom what happened.

- Well be patient, you'll be fine,

be all right.

- Thanks, Dad.

- Okay, it's noon.

Either breakfast, lunch, or dinner.

You've been asleep a long time, I think.

- I think all three sounds good.

- Let's go find a place
that serves them all.

I'll wait out front, okay?

Okay, Dad.

All right.

Okay.

- I wanted to show this to you earlier,

but it never seemed like a good time,

like the right time.

- Thank you.

- I started looking up
random quotes one day,

ones that deal with grief and healing.

I started doing it the day,

the day they told us she was
never gonna get any better.

- She's beautiful.

- Remember when I said
I was taking some time

off of school?

I didn't wanna remember her like that,

but it's reality.

Hers and my own.

She never stopped smiling,

even when it was time to say goodbye.

- Alex,

I'm so sorry.

- The attacks come and go,

but they're manageable.

It's just really fucked up,

how the worst moments in
life become that extra push

to pursue something bigger.

- Columbia.

That's why you and
Bianca lived in New York.

- My mom's an alumni there.

She was an alto singer.

She used to sing to me
every night as a kid.

Bianca, too.

- She sounds like an amazing woman.

- Yeah.

She's amazing.

She used to call herself
an ordinary woman,

but I always saw so much more than that.

To me, she was an ordinary woman

who wanted nothing but happiness

for those she loved.

She had an extraordinary heart.

She would have really,
really liked you, Erica.

- I know I would've really,
really liked her, too.

Moms, can't live without them.

They're always looking out for us.

- Yeah.

Okay?

- Yeah.

- Let me take you out after work.

We still haven't had a real first date.

- Okay, yeah.

- That's a yeah?

- Yeah.

- God, the suspense is killing me.

- Yeah.

I really gotta go.

I don't want you to.

- I know, I just have so much work to do.

I'm sorry.

- Can I give you something
before you leave?

- Maybe.

Alex.

- Just take it.

Go through it and pick
out the ones you like.

Besides, it'll give me
an excuse to see you

sooner than later.

- Thank you.

Thank you.

See you later.

Bye.

- Bye.

Well, that was fun.

- Very nice.
- I like the set-up.

It's been fun.

- It's really warm here.

- All right, do well.

- Thanks, Daddy.
- Looks great.

Thank you for the weekend.

Thanks, Mom.

- Study hard, dear.

I will.

Anything else?

No.

- Oh, God.

I can't do this.

- Robert!

- What, what's going on?

- Nothing's going on.

Besides, we'll be back here
in a week or two anyway.

What?

- I was gonna tell you,

preferably by phone, but,
at this point, I don't know.

- The firm has decided to open a branch

in Laguna Niguel.

They're interested in having me run it.

What?

- We've been looking at houses.

- This is about Alex, isn't it?

- We better get going, we're
going to miss our flight.

- Really?

And you knew about this, Dad?

- Erica, just, goddamn it.

- Have a safe flight.

God.

- Why can't we all just be friends?

Ask her!

Are you kidding me?

- Erica, you're not
looking at the positives.

You're finally out on your own,

among more of your peers.

I mean, you have to realize
how big of a deal that is.

- Why is she doing this now?

- Well, your mom probably misses you.

The long distance is
probably sinking in with her.

And the community college
was closer her way

back home in New York.

- Things are moving really fast here.

I just gotta stay focused, you know?

The deadline is coming up next month,

and I...

Erica?

- I just wish they knew sometimes.

- Erica, remember what I told you.

There are no prerequisites.

Erica, you sound
exhausted, are you getting,

are you getting enough rest?

- I'm fine.

The doctor said I can continue
with my normal routine,

as is, as long as the
attacks weren't severe.

- Wait, wait, wait, wait, doctor?

- Um, I had one attack.

But, seriously, it was just one.

They sent me home and said
everything's gonna be fine.

- Erica, how are you feeling mentally?

Erica?

- Gotta go.

- Erica!
- I got it.

Okay, I gotta go.
- Erica!

- Shit!

Hey, girl.

- Hey.

How was your weekend?

- Good, how was yours?

- It was okay.

- Erica and Bianca, progress?

Erica.

Erica.

- What?

- Progress?

- It's good.

We're good.

- Dude, come on, don't
even worry about it.

Half the kids in there
don't know what the hell

they're doing, you're fine.

You're like white wine, baby.

- I just blanked out, and, like, everyone

was staring at me.

I feel like such an idiot.

- Are you working today?

No.

I think I'm just gonna go
home and get some sleep.

I'm so tired.

It's 4:30 in the afternoon.

- Yeah, but--

- Yeah, no but nothing.

Nope, nope!

Thanks, Ricky.

- Any time, baby girl.

And where's my little prince?

- Uh, I don't know, where
is our third wheel, Erica?

- I don't know.

- Wrestling in the sheets and fucking?

Ricky!

- Ricky, what are you doing?

Let me just get this, sorry.

- Ladies.
- You need to go.

- I'll be back with the
second round, ladies.

Toodles.
- Uh, no you won't.

You're gonna be back with better pants.

Actually, black pants
like you're supposed to.

I'm sorry, that's my cousin.

He likes to think he's
gayer than everybody.

- It's all good.
- What do you need?

- Baby, we love the gays, we good.

It's all good.

- Let me get you something else, okay?

Thank you.

I knew it.
- What just happened?

I don't know.

Okay.
- Gosh.

- Whatever!

You know what we should play?

What?

- Never have I ever.

- Oh, man, that's--
- Come on!

- I don't know.
- I'll go first.

- Never have I ever taken it up the ass.

- Bianca!

So good, oh come on, stop
getting your panties in a bunch.

Your turn, go on.

Come on!

Come on.

- Oh, okay, well, I don't
know how I'd top that.

Never have I ever--

- Been in a threesome.

- What?

- What, I was just checking.

I've never had one, either.

It's all good.

But, anyway, I was gonna ask you,

how was high school for you?

I've never asked.

- I, I, shit.

Bianca, I don't actually honestly know

because I was not in high school

except for my freshman year.

- But you know what?

Honestly, you didn't miss anything.

It was kinda bullshit anyway.

But, onto better things.

You know what we should do?

We should sing a duet.

You haven't sung a duet with me.

- No, oh no, no, no.

- Sing with me!

Come on, sing with me!

Yeah, you better drink it.

Please, please, please,
please, please, see me?

- Okay.

Okay, Bianca.

- We're singing, bitches!

All right, you two,

I'm gonna have to cut you off, okay?

- Okay.
- Okay, I'm sorry.

- You really, I really
need to cut you off.

Yeah, we know, we know.

- I'm good.

Oh, hey.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- You are sexy cool.

- I'm sexy cool?

Yeah, you are.

- I like that.

- Welcome to the Rock Star Club.

- Club?

I'm a part of an actual club?

Yeah you are!

- Wait, it's not some weird
sex cult or anything, right?

- Alexander!

- Someone's drunk, all right, all right.

Hey, what happened to
the green apple martinis?

What is this?

Oh, you guys.

It's some like Cosmo whatever.

- You're still the apple of my eye.

- Oh.
- Okay!

Help me wipe, I gotta pee.

Come on.

- It's even better than this,

which is saying a lot.

- You found the straw, and you found

the bottom of your drink.

- Uh oh.

- Can we get you another one?

I don't know how you and
Bianca drink this crap,

but here I am, drinking a watermelon Cosmo

foo-foo thing, I don't know.

- It's so damn good.

I want some, too.

You wanna get outta here?

- Yeah.

- Mm hmm.
- I do.

But we gotta grab Bianca.

- Okay.

- After you, lady.

- If you're not gonna
drink it, I might as well.

Okay.
- Hey, B.

Bianca.

- What?

- God, that freaking chick
loves to shake her ass.

- Guys, look at my butt, look!

You wanna look at it, right?

Guys!

Ooh, I love you guys.

I love you, brother.

I love you.

- Okay, drunky.

- What, I'm not drunk, hon.

- Right.

And Paige from Degrassi's out, right?

- Oh, Drake, why did they have to kill

Jimmy?
- She loves that show.

- Jimmy was in a wheelchair.

Why'd they have to kill Jimmy?

- It's awful.

- I know.

- Okay, B.

You must be exhausted, huh?

- Yeah.

I should go to bed.

I'm gonna go to bed.

Okay, I got this, I got this, I'm coming.

- I should probably help her.

No!

Yeah.

Stay, I got this.

I got it.

- Clearly.

Yeah,

Okay, B.
- Don't do anything

I wouldn't do.

- Sorry about that, she's a little nutso.

- It's okay.

It's okay.

- It's kinda funny crazy.

Well, um, I should
probably get going, huh?

- Oh.

Yeah.

Can I walk you home?

Mm hmm.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

Yeah, we should probably, um.

Oh.

- Are you okay?

- Yeah, sorry.

- Did I do something wrong?

- No.

You're fine.

I'm sorry.

I, I have to go.

What?

Okay.
- I'm so sorry.

I gotta go.

I'll call you.

I have to, oh, shit.

I'll call you, okay?

- Right.

What did I do wrong, did
I do something wrong?

- No, you didn't do anything
wrong, you didn't do anything.

I just wish she would talk to me.

- Alex, you need to get out of your head.

It's not all about you.

Like, she's probably
having some family issues.

I mean, Cathy's her mom, come on,

that bitch is crazy.

Oh God, B,
I'm kinda freaking out.

- No, no, no, no, no, no, no, baby.

Listen, breathe, it's okay.

Alex, it's okay.

Alex, just breathe, come here.

I got you, just breathe,
in through your nose.

There you go, just breathe.

You're gonna be fine, just breathe.

Come here, come here, come here.

Come here, just breathe,
in through your nose.

It's all good.

- God!

♪ I fell asleep in a snowbank ♪

♪ That night you pulled me out alive ♪

♪ I feel asleep in a snowbank ♪

- Erica!

♪ You pulled me out alive ♪

Come on, girl, open the door.

♪ You believe it anymore ♪

Went straight to voicemail.

- Um, yeah, what are you doing here?

- You're making some progress, I see.

Uh, I got you these.

- Oh, wow.

I actually finished it this morning.

Oh.

- I had a couple of rough drafts

but last night I got inspired.

So, I figured I'll bring it to you.

That's great.

- How can I help you?

- I have a lot of work to do.

♪ That night you pulled me out alive ♪

- Newman's class is your
only class, isn't it?

All your other classes are online?

You know, they tell me
distractions are good.

Mine is writing, and I
know yours is photography,

but what I'm trying to figure out is,

what do you need distractions from?

- You know what, I really don't need you

to play my therapist right now.

- The fuck?
- Thanks.

- Erica, you know this hard for me, too.

This isn't easy.

I try not to press you because
I don't wanna stress you out,

but whatever it is that
you're going through, baby,

I wanna help you.

- Stop it.

Don't do that.

And so does Alex.

- Don't.

You guys have done

more than you know.

Erica, what's
up with your hand?

- Nothing.

Erica.

- Stop.

- Erica, let me just help you, baby.

What is going on

with you?
- Can you leave?

I need you to go.

- Baby, I just wanna
help you, what's wrong?

I just want--
- I get it that you're

little Miss Perfect, but some of us

are not so, are not so with it,

and things that might seem
simple to you like this

are actually a big deal,
and I can't finish this

in a short amount of time unless I focus.

- Where's this coming from?

- Stop it.

- Is this about last night?

Cause Alex is really
upset over what happened.

- I know, stop!

- Erica, let me just--

- Bianca, you have been
nothing but so nice to me,

and you're such a good person,

but you have no idea what
you're getting into here.

I need you to go.

- Erica!

- Go!

Just leave me alone.

Erica.

Hi.

- I don't know what to do,
just tell me what to do.

- Don't do anything.

- Just talk to me,

please.
- I can't.

I can't talk to you.

- Why not?

- You don't even know.

You don't know anything about me.

Erica.

- What?

- Look at me.

I love you.

- Don't, don't do that.

- I love you.

Don't, I'm stupid.

Erica, I love you.

- Stop it, stop saying that.

I, uh, I don't feel the same way.

At all.

I don't.

We're disqualified.

Even if we turned it in today,

we both have to be there,

and I'm nowhere close to
being finished with my part.

- You're disappointed with yourself.

- Yeah.

And I, I still can't,

I still can't open the
box with pictures of him.

- Your collage from high school?

You took your first step
the day you picked up

your camera again.

- Yeah, but I broke the one before that.

After what he did to me.

- You still feel obligated
to pay them back,

your parents, for the camera?

- Yes.
- Why?

- I've hurt them so much already.

And to be back on meds
again, it's just, God.

- Your past or your present does not

make you less of a photographer,
an artist, or human.

If it throws you off your schedule

and you're having an off day,

just chalk it up to an off day.

- Yeah.

One long off day.

I just, I don't want my whole life

to be about.

- Go ahead.

- It's not that I'm in
love with him, at all.

I just feel this need to

include him in my life.

I don't know.

- Because he was your muse.

- A muse that took everything from me.

I didn't ask for this.

I don't understand.

Why are we so protective of our own pain?

- I suppose it has a lot
to do with letting go

of that piece of
ourselves, the inner child,

the fear it once held over
our adult, present selves.

- That's why I've been
ignoring Bianca and Alex.

I don't even know where to begin.

- It's okay to be scared.

Why, though?

- Because you care too much about them.

You think that because of who you are now,

because of what happened in
your past, makes you toxic.

You're not toxic, Erica.

- I'm a failure.

I failed again.

- See, I see that as
something entirely different.

Failure is when you simply stop,

not giving something a
shot, or a second chance.

Now why can I see that and not yourself?

- I don't know.

- I heard you moving around down here.

Is that your project?

- They're just pictures, Mom.

- Erica,

I think this came in for you last night.

It said urgent.

Maybe it's what you're
expecting from Bianca.

- She finished it.

What?
- It is.

- I can't, uh, here.

- "Mum's the word.

"Bianca wanted to personally mail a copy

"of The Extraordinary
Ordinary to you herself,

"but, as policy stands,

"we are unable to release
anyone's home address,

"whether they are a
former or current student

"to third parties.

"Although I highly regret to inform you

"that your project does
not qualify for this year,

"we certainly look forward to
it for next year's showcase.

"Blessings, Dr. Lansing."

Hey, I wanna hear it.

- No.

- I wanna hear it, come on.

- Okay.

♪ Into the sea ♪

"The best years of one's life."

- "The best years of one's life.

"Not for all of us."

- "Not for all of us.

"Takes more than putting on that smile."

- "It takes more than
putting on that smile

"and act like everything is okay."

- "And acting like everything is okay,

"to pretend we're okay."

- "That we love others, life."

- "And ourselves."

- It's getting late,
I've got to get to work.

- I should stop.

- No.

Keep going.

- "This is where we must be,

"amongst the ocean-colored sky

"where the sunshine swoons
and parts through the clouds."

- "We think we deserve
the worst to happen,

"including death.

"Far beyond it."

- "That is where we have all come from,

"like a caterpillar that transforms into

"the thinnest layer of
something extraordinary.

"The extraordinary ordinary."

- "We hate ourselves

"for what we've become,

"for the path we have chosen."

- "Life is fragile.

"That's beautiful."

- "Only, we are so naive,
like the cry from a newborn,

"innocence, once pure,

"people like us, we've
never deserved the bad,

"ever."

- "So live for the sake of yourself."

- "We are worth it,

"worth every moment,

"every second of other's and our lives.

"We have to know this."

- "We struggle, but
fight to make it right.

"We have believers while
others seek inspiration

"from those who inspire us."

- "We are alive

"for a reason.

"We just have to learn to keep living,

"knowing that these
best years of our lives

"are sometimes cold, like winter snow."

- "Things aren't supposed
to be easy, as they say.

"Sometimes, it even seems impossible."

- "Destroy the negativity forever."

- "The truth is, neither of us will know

"until the end of time."

- "We all have a specific
purpose to be here.

"But, in order to be successful,

"content, and happy,
we cannot dwell so much

"on what we will become."

- "Our destiny."

- Ladies and gentlemen, our
special recognition honoree,

and I couldn't be more proud, Bianca.

- Thank you.

- That's, that's it.

- Beautiful.

Love it.

Well, I don't
wanna be the bad guy here.

- We don't think that.

- Let me guess who bought her the ticket.

- Mom, I actually paid for half of that

with the money I've been making working.

- That's not my concern, Erica.

What about school?

You never once looked
for anything out here.

- I don't belong here.

Mom, it was my choice not to report him.

And I'm okay with that.

And I know it was the same choice

that you made 30 years ago.

But you met Dad.

And you're okay.

And I know I'm gonna be okay.

I survived.

We survived.

- I guess I'll never understand this.

- I love you, Mom.

Maybe someday you will.

Erica.

- What's up, Dad?

- I love your mom,

but I can understand her side on this one.

I think there's not a day goes by

that I wouldn't wanna switch
spots with you in a heartbeat.

I'm just so proud of you.

I just wish I would tell
you that more often.

- Dad, thank you.

- Yeah, okay, I love you.

- I love you.

Me, too.

Fancy seeing you here.

Hey.

What's up?

- I knocked, but I didn't see you, so.

Found my spot, huh?

- Yeah, I'm creepy like that.

- Yeah, you are.

So I saw your
article in the paper.

- Thanks.

- I saw that, uh, couple people from class

got agency interviews.

- Good for them.

- That's a fancy outfit,
doesn't seem like you.

- I had an interview.

Oh nice, how'd it go?

- Fuck 'em, that's how.

It was for the school newspaper.

- That good, huh?

- It's whatever.

What's with the box?

- I have the pharmacy making some copies.

Just be an hour, and then
I'll be outta your hair.

I just, if, but you can have
the originals if you want.

- Cool.

- I'm back in therapy.

I'm trying to get off of meds.

- That's cool.

- I'm sorry.

No, I wanted to call so bad, or text,

I'm just--
- Erica.

- I'm so embarrassed, and I--
- Erica.

- I just didn't wanna keep
throwing stuff at you guys

that you didn't deserve.
- Erica!

It's fine, baby, sometimes you just gotta

put yourself first, I get it.

I was gonna email you and all,

but you know how I feel about technology.

It's just like Photoshop,

and we should only be using Photoshop

on those big-titty bitches, right?

We good?

- Yeah, wow, yeah.

Thank you.

- Pound it.

Pound it!

- Okay.

I'm out of practice on that.

- You're still an asshole.

- Okay.
- Just saying.

I deserve that.

- Yeah, you do.

- This is way easier than
I thought it would be.

I thought you were gonna just like.

Throw you into the pool?

- Yeah, or hate me forever or both.

A little bit of both.

- I missed you guys.

- We missed you, too.

A little bit.

But we missed you.

This is him?

- Yeah.

- Where's the asshole now?

- Stanton Island, I'm pretty sure.

After his scholarship was revoked,

they just say he ran off,
like the coward that he is.

He's a fucking coward.

- Yeah.

He was actually my first.

I haven't been with anybody else.

I haven't been able to be
with anybody else since him.

- It's not your fault.

It's not your fault.

- I never told anybody but my parents.

I've regretted it so
badly, but, the truth is,

I'm not sure that anybody
would have actually believed

me anyways.

- They'd never believe he did it.

Even when it's right there,
they don't believe you.

- Yeah.

I've replayed it so many times

in my mind.
- I know.

- And I'm not sure if I
actually ever told him

to stop.

You didn't ask for it, Erica.

It wasn't your fault.

Nobody's gonna ask for that.

It's not your fault.

- Yeah.

- Hell, I mean, that's
what abusers do, right?

They never take
responsibility for the shit

that they do.

It's not fair.

It's something that we
have to deal with, right,

as survivors.

I think you should tell Alex, though.

He'll understand.

Trust me.

- Something that we have to deal with?

Yeah.

- I'm sorry.
- I know.

It's not your fault.

Just tell him.

He'll understand.

You know, I had this whole thing

planned out in my head,
wanting to tell you everything,

but, you know, forget it.

- No, please, tell me.

I wanna hear it.

- Listen, Erica, you
don't see me or Bianca

fleeing to the opposite
side of the country.

But knowing what I know now.

- I know I screwed up, okay.

There's no excuse for
leaving and hurting you guys,

and especially no excuse for hurting you,

and just not giving you any explanation

for the other night.

God.

I just don't know how this works.

- Neither do I.

But, Erica, I miss you.

We're a mess.

Even better.

- Uh huh.

You're obviously not running away,

but, after that, I'm not
sure if I shouldn't run

from you.

Running away?

I was never planning to.

- I'm gonna kill you for that.

- What up, Zimmer?

Okay, or not.
- Or not.

Hey, Bianca and friends?

- Family.
- Family.

- Oh, sorry.
- Fam.

And we wanted to tell you we're happy.

I mean, hello, look, I'm gonna be

- I think the better question
is how are you doing?

- Yeah, how you doing?

Excuse me?

- How do you feel about us
feeling very, very happy?

- Yo, dude, we charging?

I think we should charge her.

- About 500 an hour.

- Yeah.

- That sounds good.

- That's good.

- Babe, I don't really get this,

cause I don't wanna be a
third wheel the whole night.

I'm just saying.

- B, you do need some ass in your life.

- I really need some ass so bad.

- Oh, B, I'm sorry.

- We're good here?

Yeah, good to go.

- Thanks, Zimmy.

Yep.

Okay.

- Thanks, Doc.
- Next week.

Same appointment?