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( birds chirping )

( girl narrating ) Even then I had a bad feeling.

I felt like a grey mouse

heading right for the mouth of a cat.

And there was nothing--

nothing I could do about it.

Since my mother had died of cancer three years before,

I was beginning to forget what she looked like.

When I looked in her compact and saw my own face,

I could remember hers.

The powder smelled like when I kissed her cheek.

My mother--

she would never have sent me to boarding school.

( laughing, shouting )

( playing classical music )

- Thank you for everything. - Goodbye now.

It does get easier, really.

Oh, no, I'm fine, really.

Listen, I'd like you to meet

someone fantastic.

Victoria!

Victoria, come and meet Mary.

Okay, just a minute.

The food is really gross, though-- totally hospital, right?

So we mostly just save up our allowances

and, like, order pizza or Chinese.

And, well, you know,

the anorexics just eat erasers.

I'm serious.

We can get away with anything up here--

- I mean, anything. ( giggles ) - ( panting )

Wow, you're so out of shape.

You're gonna have to come jogging with us,

or you'll have a stroke before you're 20.

So this is the bathrooms and the showers.

What's your name again?

Well, most people just call me Mouse.

Mouse?

My dad's always called me that.

Really? How come?

My dad used to call me Princess,

- made me barf. - Better than Mouse.

Ta-dah!

Mine's the messy one, of course.

Major Slobberina.

Oh, well, I can't help it.

It's like rage at my mother or something, right?

And that's Paulie's. This is mine. And...

this one is yours.

Sorry.

Hey, look,

I know it's weird at first.

But now this is much more home to me than home.

Like the Lost Boys in "Peter Pan," right?

Except we're the Lost Girls, right?

Lost and delirious.

So when you're finished up here, come party with us, okay?

( girls shouting )

- Want a smoke? - ( yelps )

Did I scare you?

You got "new girl" written all over you, don't you?

Like a fresh, new lamb. What are you? 13? 14?

Some kind of brainiac? Skipped a few grades?

I'm Paulie... Oster.

Mary Bedford.

Mouse, really, they call me.

( chuckles ) I'd rather call you "shithead" than "Mouse."

So you're rooming with me and Tory, huh?

Yeah. That's what Miss Vaughn said.

Well, I guess she didn't like us up there all by our lonesome.

I've never been to a boarding school before.

Well, now you're one of the Lost Girls.

Welcome to the club.

Come on.

Help me spike the punch.

Let's get this party off its butt.

Rage more.

Rage more.

Hey, girls, mind if we crash your tea party?

Go away. God, my brother is so annoying.

He's cute, though.

Hey, boys, can't you read the sign? No dickheads allowed.

Fuck, she's special, eh?

And now I really want some tea.

Yeah, can the dickheads have some tea, please?

♪ Today

♪ I will stop...

You're my morning glory, Tory.

- Are you guys ready to party? - ♪ I will start...

Girls: Yeah!

( music plays uptempo )

♪ Why can't I get just one kiss? ♪

♪ Why can't I get just one kiss? ♪

♪ Maybe some things that I wouldn't miss ♪

♪ But I look at your pants and I need a kiss ♪

♪ Why can't I get just one screw? ♪

♪ Why can't I get just one screw? ♪

♪ Believe me, I know what to do ♪

♪ But something won't let me make love to you... ♪

Paulie.

- Paulie, Paulie. - What?

I think our Paulie just spiked the punch.

Shall we pretend we don't know?

I'd love that. And I know you'd love that too.

But that wouldn't be very good teachering,

would it now, Miss Bannet, huh?

- Miss Vaughn: Come on. - ♪ My whole life for just one... ♪

♪ Day after day...

- I can't do that. - ♪ I get angry

♪ And I will say...

( Mary narrating ) Before that day, I never knew

what people meant when they said they had fun.

I was like some kind of "Dr. Spock."

"And what is this 'fun'?"

I don't know.

It was like she kind of put a spell on me,

and all my foreboding, that feeling I had,

just kind of vanished.

Hey, new girl,

what do you think of Vaughny?

Don't call her "new girl." That's so rude.

Miss Vaughn? She's nice.

( chuckles )

Some of the girls say rude things about her.

She and Bannet--

they got it going on for sure.

Paulie, give it a rest.

She's just a single lady and they're very good friends,

and that's it.

Don't be so mean and homophobic.

She seemed nice to me--

I mean... normal.

Well, not--

I'm not saying she's not nice, new girl.

I'm saying she's a lesbo.

And she got the hots for Tory here.

Who can blame her, right? Miss Beautiful.

( chuckles )

- Sorry. - Ow.

( blows raspberry )

( Mary narrating ) I wasn't really sure what I had just seen.

I know this sounds, like, naive,

but at first, I mean,

I thought they were, like, practicing for boys.

Up in Rainy River, you see,

nothing had really changed

since the '50s.

( birds chirping )

Together: It's morning time, you lazy sluts.

Out of bed, or we kick your butts!

Ally, get out of my face. I mean it.

Mary, this is my sister Ally.

She's a moron. Aren't you, Ally?

And she has warts, like, all over her toes.

- It's really gross. - No, I don't. No.

Get your gross toes out of my bed.

Don't listen to her, Mary. My toes are perfect.

Now get your fat, stinking butts out of here.

- Out, out, out! - ( giggling )

Come back here again, I'm gonna whip your butts,

fucking teenyboppers.

Oh, fucking grow up.

Hey, I think there's blueberry pancakes today.

( giggles ) God.

- Wake up. - ( giggles )

- Mary, Lauren. - Hi. How are you?

Hi.

Oh, this looks so amazing.

I could totally give my life for blueberry pancakes.

- Don't you love blueberry pancakes, Mouse? - Yeah.

Hey, hey, hey, no bottom-feeders.

Girls: Out. Get out. Get out of here.

- Come on. - Out, out, out.

Out, out, out, out, out, out, out, out!

Out, out, out, out, out, out, out, out, out, out!

Whoo!

( class bell rings )

Thank you, Miss Simpson.

We want to define the minimum value

of the quadratic function.

Now in order to do this, we must complete the square.

Since we know the leading coefficient is--

We know this, ladies.

- Cordelia? - One.

One. Yes. Thank you.

- We simply add... - ( whispers ) She said that.

Miss Bannet: ...half of

the linear term...

- ( speaking softly ) - ...to "X"

and square the result.

To get the constant term of 11--

( Tory chattering )

Victoria.

- Yes? - Come. Help me.

You want me to do the problem?

Yes, I want you to do the problem.

Okay. I'll try.

What seems to be the delay, Victoria?

I don't get it.

( girls giggle )

And what is it exactly that you don't get?

The X. I mean, like--

like, where do you get the X?

I mean, why--

like, what is--

what is an X? Like--

You don't get what the X is?

Perhaps if you spent less time gabbing

and a little more time listening--

"Gabbing"?

I consider that word a punch in the face, Miss Bannet.

I beg your pardon, Pauline?

It's a word males use to shoot us down,

to trivialize our talking to each other.

You want to be part of that shit, huh?

Pauline Oster, you will not use

that kind of language in my classroom again.

Do you hear me? Do you hear me?

I have had it up to here--

up to my eyeballs with your disrespect.

What do you think you're doing?

I'm teaching, Miss Bannet-- what you should have been doing.

- Paulie, it's okay. - Out of my classroom.

You will go to Miss Vaughn's

and explain why you are not in my class

and suffer the consequences.

Do you hear me?

Am I not clear?

You have a nice day now... Eleanor.

( girls muttering )

- So what's your next class? - Reading.

Okay, down the hall, on your right, okay?

- Yeah. - You'll be fine? Okay, bye.

( Pauline shouting )

Miss Vaughn: Let me tell you something. You know, you don't own her.

Victoria can speak for herself. Do you understand?

- Do you understand? - She wasn't saying anything, though.

- She wasn't saying anything. - She was saying what she wanted to say.

- She wasn't. She was just standing there-- - It is her class.

I will not have you tyrannizing my school. Do you hear?

( arguing continues )

Miss Vaughn: Paulie, Paulie, I give you so much...

( metal clacking )

- Man: Good. - ( laughs )

( crickets chirping )

Who wants to hear the letter to my blood mother?

You wrote it?

Did they actually give you her address?

No.

But they said they'd send it on for me.

And if she's into it, we can have, like, a meeting.

Whoa.

I know. That would be so fucking--

"Dear my real mother,

don't be scared.

It's totally okay that you gave me up.

You were only a kid. I totally understand.

Don't be scared of me.

I'm not scary.

I know you had a hard life and I had a pretty good one--

comfortable, you know,

if a little chilly.

Well, I imagine you living in some basement

around Gerrard and Parliament

selling your ass for a living.

And I just thought I would get in touch

and we could go for a beer sometime.

Your loving daughter,

Pauline.

P.S.: Janet, my fake mother--

she smiles without her eyes

and her hands are cold."

I really hope she answers, P.

When she's old,

I'm gonna carry her around on my back.

You've never even met her?

Children's Aid took me away from her in the hospital.

She held me for one whole day,

every minute.

That's what they told me.

I never write to my mom. We always, like, talk on the phone.

Maybe that's why you never say what you mean.

I can't say what I mean, P.

I mean, how could I ever

really say to her what I mean,

even in a letter?

I mean, like,

"Dear Mommy, I hate you

for multiple reasons, the most recent one being

because you went on and on about my teeth at Easter

in front of all your gross friends.

You want me to be, like,

your perfect Junior League girl

and to grow up to do, like, charity balls

and be the concubine of some banker, like you.

But the truth of it is

I'm, like, addicted to you,

like chocolate.

I'm like-- I just always want to be around you.

I'm like some stupid little puppy, and you just keep

kicking my teeth in with your words--

no, your tone.

And sometimes--

I don't know,

sometimes I wish you were dead."

Rage more, Victoria.

I can't believe I just said that.

( giggling )

My stepmother's always talking about me when I'm there.

I hate it.

I hate her.

I think she's jealous of my closeness to my dad.

Tory's mom's insanely jealous of her.

Creeps me the fuck out.

Why would she be jealous of me?

- Duh. - What?

Mary, you didn't do your letter yet.

Oh.

She died three years ago.

I'm sorry.

No, it's okay.

I just don't see the point of writing her a letter.

Maybe she could hear you, you know?

- If I did write her a letter-- - Go for it.

"Dear Mother,

remember, you asked me

when you were sick--

well, dying--?

It was fall.

October.

Still hot that year, and your room--

it smelled like sweet, rotten apples.

And I was holding your head in my arms

and your breathing was so fast

and, like, shallow.

And you said, 'Mary,

please...

remember me.'

And the thing is

I do sometimes forget what you look like."

Brave.

Do you really not remember what she looked like?

Sometimes.

God, that is so incredibly sad.

Brave.

That's your new name-- Mary B,

"B" for "Brave."

"Mouse" is dead.

We're glad you're our new roommate, Mary.

Duh. Are you glad to be our new roommate, Mary Brave?

Come on, truth. Be honest.

Choir: ♪ Sanctus

♪ Sanctus

♪ Sanctus

♪ Sanctus

♪ Dominus Deus

♪ Sabaoth

♪ Dominus Deus

♪ Deus Sabaoth

♪ Pleni sunt caeli

♪ Caeli et terra

♪ Gloria tua

♪ Gloria tua

♪ Hosanna, Hosanna

♪ Hosanna, Hosanna

♪ In excelsis

♪ In excelsis

♪ Hosanna, Hosanna

♪ Hosanna, Hosanna

♪ In excelsis

♪ In excelsis.

( tower bells ringing )

Uh, excuse me.

I was wondering,

would you-- could you--?

You like to garden?

Yeah. Yes.

I used to do it every day,

from, like, April till it snowed, with my mother,

before she passed away

a couple of years ago.

- I'm sorry to hear that. - So I was wondering

if maybe you could use some help sometime.

Or, if you'd rather not, that's totally fine.

No, no, no. That's okay. It's--

that'd be nice.

( chuckles )

It's the first time in 20 years

that one of the girls offered.

It's sort of like a sign coming, you know,

like a dawning of a new age.

( chuckles ) Yeah, well,

I was just kidding.

I'll run it past Fay-- I mean Miss Vaughn,

the headmistress.

I'm sure she'll be okay with that.

Hey, what's your name?

Well, it's--

it's in transition.

"In transition"?

I like that.

So, how do you spell that?

Is that with a "ph" or an "f"?

( chuckles )

You're a bit of a thinker, aren't you?

I don't know.

Well, you are.

So I'll be expecting you, "in transition."

And get yourself some gloves.

So?

She's been planning this trip to Italy all year.

I just can't call her up and be like,

"Sorry, Mom, trip's off.

I'm going tree planting out west with Paulie."

Tory.

You know what I want to do.

But I can't.

She's been acting really psycho lately, Paulie.

And, I don't know,

I have to spend time with her.

Besides, you and me will be together

in the fall at McGill.

We will be so together.

I'm gonna plant 3000 trees a day

and win a golden shovel for you.

♪ Such pretty hair

♪ May I kiss you?

♪ May I kiss you there? ♪

♪ So beautiful you are

♪ So beautiful

♪ Beautiful...

( moans )

♪ Please

♪ Don't move

♪ You feel so good to me ♪

♪ Hmm, tell me in my ear ♪

♪ Beautiful

♪ Beautiful

♪ So very beautiful.

( birds chirping )

( sprinklers pulsing )

( alarm beeping )

( alarm stops )

Oh.

She gets serious nightmares.

( snickering )

( tower bells ringing )

Shall we go easy today for Mary Brave?

You are gonna love it in here. It's so cool.

Are you okay?

Coach says you should be able to speak easily.

Okay, no pain, no gain, Mary Brave.

You're doing pretty good for your first time out, though.

- Wouldn't you say, Paulie? - Not bad.

I'd say we're doing, like,

seven-and-half-minute miles.

No way, Tor. We're, like, nine at the fastest.

We're dragging our butts, man.

- ( bird screeches ) - Whoa. Whoa.

- Oh, shit. - Oh, my God.

It's so beautiful.

Don't touch it if you don't want to get bit.

- I wasn't gonna touch it. - Just leave it to me, okay?

Okay, I'll take care of it.

( screeching )

I said just leave it to me.

I'll meet up with you later. Go.

Come on. When she gets something in her head...

- Hey. - Hey there.

Hi.

Wonder if you sexy ladies would like to smoke a spliff with us.

Uh, thanks, but we're in training, so...

Hey, aren't you Tim Moller's sister?

- Yeah, I'm Tory. - Hi.

- And this is Mary. - Nice to meet you.

I'm Jake Hollander.

- And this is John. - Hi.

- And that idiot is Phil. - Hi.

Hi.

( clicking tongue )

( screeches )

So anyway, we'll get going.

Hey, Tory, isn't Tim's 18th coming up down at the Blue Note?

Yeah. Yeah, it is.

Sounds like a good time. You gonna be there?

Uh, maybe. ( giggles )

Anyways, we gotta go.

Well, I hope to see you there, Tory.

"I hope to see you there, Tory."

- Shut up. - ( laughing )

Mary: I think he likes you.

- Tory: Who? - You know who.

He likes my tits.

They all like my tits.

- So are you gonna go? - Where?

To your brother's birthday party.

And have all those gross guys groping me?

No, thanks. I'd rather stay home and do math.

I wonder where Paulie is with that bird.

Paulie!

Paulie!

( piano scales playing )

( door opens )

( door closes )

Oh, my God. Is that for the bird?

If they can see too much, they get freaked out and they go psycho.

Do you think he's gonna be able to fly again?

Don't worry. I'm gonna take care of it.

This is gonna be way, way cool.

Come here.

I would so totally lose it without you, P.

( bird calling )

I'm gonna protect you.

( screeching )

( clicking tongue )

( tower bells ringing )

My mother--

she really liked to get her hands dirty.

I'm always afraid of, like, worm eggs.

Worm eggs?

Do worms lay eggs?

I think so. Or no. I don't know.

( chuckles )

I don't think they lay eggs. I think they just kind of

ooze up out of the earth.

Your mother-- she sounds pretty interesting.

I like a woman who doesn't mind getting her hands dirty.

Yeah. She would say,

"Hey, don't worry. It's a clean dirty."

( chuckles )

- She was funny. - Yeah.

Every year in the spring,

she would wake me up in the morning

and she would whisper in my ear,

"The first crocus is here."

And we would go outside

in our nightgowns and our bare feet and--

And get your feet dirty together?

- ♪ I need a kiss, why can't I get just one screw? ♪ - Put the bed over here.

All: ♪ Why can't I get just one screw? ♪

♪ Believe me, I'd know what to do ♪

♪ But something won't let me make love to you... ♪

( music continues )

( volume rises )

All: ♪ Why can't I get just one fuck? ♪

♪ Why can't I get just one fuck? ♪

♪ Must have something to do with luck... ♪

( recording continues ) ♪ But I waited my whole life for just one... ♪

- ( girls giggling ) - ♪ Day after day...

( puffs )

( mice squeaking )

( laughs )

Yes.

( whispers ) Tory, I love you.

- Tory. - ( both giggling )

( Mary narrating ) I don't know if they didn't know I could hear

or just pretended they didn't know.

But after a while

it was kind of,

I don't know, okay.

Their sounds, their whispers,

their shadows became kind of--

well, just like part of my dreams or something,

just the way things were.

( giggling )

It's morning time, you lazy--

- Holy fuck. - Oh, my God.

- That is so disgusting. - What the hell?

Bedford, shut the door.

Look, your--

your sister gets nightmares. She's, like--

she's, like, screaming in her sleep.

Uh-huh.

Bedford...

It isn't-- it really isn't what you think.

Get out. Get out of my bed.

Relax. She'll get over it.

You don't know Allison, okay? She'll go hysterical.

She's gonna go straight to Mom and Dad.

So?

Fuck it. It's the 21st century, right?

No, no, no.

You don't understand. You just--

you just don't understand.

I swear to God, Ally, she just crawled into my bed.

I didn't even know she was there.

She crawled into your bed?

I think she has a crush on me or something.

I've told her I'm not like that.

Tory, that's disgusting.

Why don't you tell somebody?

Tell Vaughn. Have her kicked out.

I feel sorry for her,

being adopted and everything.

Tory, you are too nice.

So you'll tell your friends, right?

- You'll tell them the truth, that I'm not like that. - Of course.

I can't believe I ever thought you were.

And Mom and Dad-- you're not gonna tell them anything, right?

No, Tor.

But are you sure that you're not--?

Ally, I love guys.

I'm boy crazy, if anything.

Actually, there's this really cute guy from R.A.B.

I met the other day-- Jake.

And he is so totally in love with me.

Yeah? Are you gonna go out with him?

Are you kidding? We're going to Tim's party together Friday.

( girls giggle ) Allison, come on.

Don't worry, Tor.

I'll straighten everything out.

♪ Such pretty hair

♪ May I kiss you?

♪ May I kiss you there? ♪

♪ So beautiful you are ♪

♪ So beautiful

♪ Beautiful

♪ Please

♪ Don't move

♪ You feel so good to me... ♪

Girl: Hey, Tory.

So how are you?

Look, first of all,

whatever they're saying is trash talk,

stupid.

I know you guys won't listen to it.

Of course not.

God, I mean, even if it was true, I'd still be like,

"So? Grow up."

But it's not true.

I mean, like, my aunt is gay. Like, get over it.

Yeah, but I'm not, totally, so...

No, I know.

She's upset.

Give her time.

Bedford, this is a dark day.

"Darkling stand

The varying shores o' the world.

O Anthony,

Anthony, Anthony!"

Eh?

Her beloved is dying.

You see?

And so she calls upon the sun

to burn the whole sphere--

the world, in fact.

Her feeling is,

how can nothing in nature change

when such an extraordinarily shattering--?

Listen to this. A little later she goes,

"Shall I abide In this dull world,

which in thy absence is No better than a sty?"

Sty-- I like that.

And a bit later she says,

"The crown of the earth doth melt.

And there is nothing left remarkable

Beneath the visiting moon."

Nothing-- I know that.

Yes. Oh, yes.

Eventually we all do, hmm?

You see what this is all about is

love. Hmm?

Mad, passionate love

that crosses all boundaries.

And thatwhy we still relate to it today.

Well, who among us has not felt passion?

Now there are some who would say

that love is outmoded, tired,

a social construct,

if you will. Hmm?

What do you girls think? Lauren.

When my father left my mother for his girlfriend,

he said it was love.

But it was obvious to everyone

that it was, well, sex.

- ( girls giggle ) - I think love is sex.

I think it's, like, projection,

like a mirage in the desert.

You see what you want to see in the person, you know?

No, no, no. It's a chemical high induced by your body

so that you'll want to make babies.

- It's money. - Liar.

Liar. Liar. Liar.

You've all got your heads up your assholes,

because love is.

It just is. And nothing you can say can make it go away,

because it is the point of why we are here.

It is the highest point. And once you are up there,

looking down on everyone else--

you're there forever.

Because if you move, right,

you'll fall. You'll fall.

Yes, Paulie.

I think you may be right.

Listen, Mary,

I have to talk to you about Paulie.

I know the whole thing must be really weird for you

and I'm sorry.

But, like, you are the only person

who I can really--

Look, you don't know my parents, okay?

They are super, super straight and religious

and they would literally never speak to me again.

And I need them

to be a part of my life.

I couldn't deal with losing them.

I mean, I love Paulie.

You know that I do.

I mean, she's my best friend in the world

and probably the only person that I will ever love, like,

like in the way that Cleopatra--

And to hurt her

feels like I'm choking, you know?

Like I'm not in the breathing world.

But, like, there's this life

that I'm supposed to live, okay,

like this dream that my mother and father have for me.

And even though it is killing me--

even though it's killing me, Mary,

I will never be the same laughing, goofy Tory with her, ever.

I cannot be with her ever,

not ever, ever again.

And the thing is, Mary, it all depends on you now.

I mean,

Paulie is gonna take this very hard.

Okay? She's really sensitive.

And she's really gonna need a loyal friend.

She's gonna need you more than anyone has ever needed you, Mary.

You think you can handle it?

What are you putting that shit on for?

Because.

Because why?

Because I'm going out.

Oh? Where are you going?

Just out-- with a friend.

What friend?

Just a friend of mine, okay?

I'm just interested to know, that's all.

Yeah, well, friends should respect each other's privacy.

Friends?

Yeah, friends.

We're all friends here, aren't we, Mary B?

We're not just friends.

I'm sorry, Paulie.

( door closes )

Are you okay?

In her eyes, that brightness, eh?

Just like my fake mother--

that brightness when she lies.

( crickets chirping )

( softly ) Hello.

Make you grow up big and strong,

so you can fly away from here.

( clicking tongue )

( bird clucks )

You can fly far away.

We will fly away from here.

We will fly away from here forever.

Yeah.

You're gonna fly far away from here.

( Mary narrating ) Until that night, I had never--

never had any feeling down there at all.

I was a kind of wooden doll

without blood in my body.

But that night--

that night I started to feel the blood moving.

( bird screeching )

Did you have a good time?

It's none of your business, Paulie.

You lied to me.

I said I was going out with a friend and that's what I did.

Do you always fuck your friends

up against trees?

My life is none of your business, Paulie,

and you had no right to spy on me.

Tory, everything you do is my business.

You are my business and I am yours.

If I ever catch you spying on me again--

What?

Just don't.

Are you gonna see him again?

Listen, Paulie.

It's time we-- we grew out of it.

It's just not right anymore.

I just want to be friends, okay?

This is not happening.

Tory.

Baby, please.

Would you just please let me go?

Is this about Allison?

Your parents? Please.

Don't do this to me.

♪ How can I go home

♪ With nothing to say?

♪ I know you're going to look at me ♪

♪ That way

♪ And say, "What did you do out there? ♪

♪ What did you decide?"

♪ You said you needed time and you had time ♪

♪ You are a china shop

♪ And I am a bull

♪ You are really good food ♪

♪ And I am full

♪ I guess everything is timing ♪

♪ I guess everything's been said ♪

♪ So I am coming home

♪ With an empty head

♪ And you'll say, "Did they love you or what?" ♪

♪ I'll say, "They love what I do ♪

♪ The only one who really loves me ♪

♪ Is you"

♪ And you'll say, "Girl, did you kick some butt?" ♪

♪ And I'll say, "I don't really remember ♪

♪ But my fingers are sore ♪

♪ And my voice is too" ♪

♪ You'll say, "It's really good to see you" ♪

♪ You'll say, "I missed you horribly" ♪

♪ You'll say, "Let me carry that ♪

♪ Give that to me"

♪ And you will take the heavy stuff ♪

♪ And you will drive the car ♪

♪ And I'll look out the window and make jokes ♪

♪ About the way things are. ♪

What is that, Mary?

Oh, just some seeds

for, you know, the garden out there.

Seeds?

That's better than what my mother gets me.

It's-- oh, my God, her taste is, like, so Ralph Lauren.

I hope you don't think I'm, like, butting in,

but I thought you should know

that people are saying, like, not very nice things

- about you. - Things?

Well, because of the way you're hanging with Paulie.

I guess they think that you're-- you must be like her.

I mean, everybody knows that she practically raped my sister.

Tory said that she crawled into bed naked with her.

Well, Paulie's my friend,

so I guess it doesn't really matter what other people think.

( thunder rumbling )

- Hey. - Hey.

How much does it matter what other people think?

I don't know. It depends how much they're paying you, I guess.

How much are they paying you?

My father sent me some seeds.

I was wondering if maybe I could plant them somewhere.

Oh...

in the dirt's usually a good spot.

Let's see what you got.

Ugh, worm eggs.

( both laugh )

Tory: Jake's hands are magic.

He knows exactly how to touch me.

Teenage boys are so clumsy, though.

No. He's so perfect, you wouldn't believe it.

He's like-- like a sculptor.

Roger-- well, Roger is no sculptor,

more like a-- well, kind of like a plumber.

( laughing )

Mine finishes as soon as he's inside-- the second.

That's what you get for mating with a 16-year-old.

Girls: Ooh.

Jake-- oh, man,

Jake could go all night. He's a total man.

- ( whistle tweets ) - Girl: Let's go. Come on.

- ( whistle tweets ) - Girl: Yo!

Girl: Rush it, go.

Get open, come on.

Come on, get on the field.

Kick it.

( girls continue shouting )

You wouldn't take it lying down, would you,

if some girl bird broke up with you?

You wouldn't just lie there and squawk.

You'd fly up to the highest branch

and swoop your lady love back again under your wing.

You'd fly her away through the sky.

You wouldn't just lie there and take it...

like a girl.

- Ugh! - ( shattering )

Paulie?

Pick up a shard.

I said pick up a shard.

( winces )

Our blood runs together, right?

Blood of the raptor.

Now cut off my hair.

What for?

'Cause I'm going to war.

I got nothing to lose now.

Paulie, this is crazy.

Come on.

Paulie, is this for Tory?

Just cut off my hair.

She wants a guy, Paulie, not a girl with hacked hair.

( shouts ) What do you know about it?

I--

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, okay?

I just-- I just got to get her back.

Paulie, listen to me. Tory is not a lesbian,

so you should just forget about her, okay?

Lesbian?

Lesbian? Are you fucking kidding me?

You think I'm a lesbian?

You're a girl in love with a girl, aren't you?

No.

I'm Paulie in love with Tory.

Remember?

And Tory is--

she in love with me,

because she is mine and I am hers

and neither of us are lesbians. God!

( sighs )

I will "Make me a willow cabin at your gate,

And call upon my soul within the house."

I will "Write loyal cantons of contemned love

and sing them loud even in the dead of night."

I will "Halloo your name to the reverberate hills

And make the babbling gossip of the air

Cry out 'Victoria!'"

Paulie.

Why don't you come down?

Don't ever touch a raptor.

Please.

I should have seen it coming.

I saw it coming. I told you it was coming.

It's still coming.

( Tory giggles )

( whispers ) I bet he doesn't know how to do

what I can do for you.

Paulie, please.

No, Paulie.

There will be no more of this, okay?

I love Jake.

Paulie, listen to me, okay?

Because I'm gonna say this once and never ever again.

I will never love anybody

the way I love you, okay?

Never.

You know that

and I know that.

And I will die knowing that, okay?

It just can never--

it just can never, ever, forever be.

Do you understand?

It just can never,

ever, forever be.

( whimpering )

Tory: Hey, Mary.

Hi.

So what did you get on that geography...

( giggling )

( giggling )

Go ahead, laugh. It's okay.

If you want to laugh, laugh.

What's so funny?

I know it.

I'm funny.

Ha-ha-ha!

Miss Vaughn: Paulie, that's enough.

- Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! - That's enough, Paulie.

- Paulie, please. - Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!

( crashes )

Miss Vaughn: Your parents are very worried about you, Paulie.

They say you don't return their calls.

I have no parents.

I had

what used to be called a nervous breakdown once,

when I was a few years older than you are. And...

someone got me help.

And looking back, Paulie,

I am very glad they did.

Because if they hadn't-- well, I don't know--

it was like I was a car

with no driver and--

"Shall I abide in this dull world..."

which in her absence "is no better than a sty?"

Hey!

- ( girls cheering ) - How are you doing?

Okay.

Kind of weird, actually.

What's going on?

You ever know someone who changed?

- ( girls chanting ) - What kind of change?

Like total.

Like the change from this to the winter freeze.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Grass comes back every spring green as ever.

I guess people can too.

Some people never come back though, right?

Yeah, some people.

- Listen, why are you asking--? - I have to go.

You will not fall.

( chirping )

( whistling )

( whistling )

Hyah! Hyah!

( whistles )

Hyah! Hyah!

( laughs )

Miss Vaughn: "Come, you spirits

That tend on mortal thoughts,

- unsex me here..." - ( speaking faintly )

"And fill me

from the crown to the toe top-full

Of direst cruelty!

Make thick my blood;

Stop up the access and passage to remorse,

That no compunctious visiting of nature

Shake my fell purpose.

Come to my woman's breasts,

And take my milk for gall,

you murdering ministers,

Wherever in your sightless substances

You wait on nature's mischief!

Come, thick night,

And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell,

That my keen knife

see not the wound it makes,

Nor heaven

peep through the blanket of the dark,

to cry 'Hold, hold!'"

Mm. Hmm?

Now does anyone know

what our friend Lady M is on about, huh?

Cordelia.

Um,

uh, vampires?

( girls giggle )

Well, I've never heard that interpretation.

Oh, but that doesn't make it invalid, Cordelia.

Tell us more.

Well, just-- all the blood?

- ( girls giggle ) - Miss Vaughn: Okay.

Thinking about our lunch, were we, Cordelia, again?

Paulie,

you looked like you were involved with the piece.

Actually, I was just thinking

whether the Jays were gonna take the World Series again.

( girls giggle )

I don't believe you, Paulie. I saw you listening.

You can go fuck yourself sideways.

Ah, ah, ah, ah.

Paulie is going through a difficult time, hmm?

Now shall I offer up my interpretation?

I think that Lady Macbeth--

She wants to get up the guts.

Yes, Mary.

To do what she has to do.

Only the girl part of her doesn't have the guts.

So she says, "Turn my milk to gall,"

and I think gall is poison.

But then what would happen to the baby?

The baby would die.

And she wants not to care about that.

She wants not to care, to be like a guy,

like a man.

Men don't care, see?

I liked what you said about the Shakespeare-- that scary speech.

- You did? - Yeah.

You know, I wish I could be "unsexed" or whatever.

I mean, like it all just causes so much trouble, you know?

So I'll see you later.

Read it.

- Out loud? - Yeah. Right now.

"Dear Miss Oster,

after much difficulty, we have located your birth mother,

but we are sorry to inform you that she does not wish

to be contacted by you at this time."

Do you want me to keep reading?

I'm sorry, Paulie.

No. What? She has a life.

She has a right to a fucking life, Mouse.

( thumps )

( class bell rings )

( both grunt )

You should have got out of my way, man.

I have been looking everywhere for you.

I'm sorry I said, "Go fuck yourself," in class there.

That was-- I was way out of line.

You can give me a detention.

Give me two.

I know someone, Paulie--

a friend of mine who could really help you.

- Help me what? - Help you deal--

I think only people who lie to themselves need help, Fay.

Don't you?

Oh, believe me, please.

I know what you're going through.

No, you don't.

Love can be

a very painful experience. I know.

You don't know anything.

Yes, Paulie,

I think I know.

She's the only person who ever loved me, you know?

I think I'll die without her.

( thunder rumbling )

Hey, kid.

You know Jake Hollander in senior school?

Yeah, I know him.

All right, give this to him or I'll kick your butt.

( Paulie's voice ) "Jake, you butthole.

Saturday noon--

dark noon for you,

Eastside Ravine.

Duel to the death for the heart of my queen, Victoria.

Yours truly, Paulie the Raptor."

No, the dinner's at 6:00. The tour is at 5:00.

Well, okay, but as long as you're here for the dinner.

Because I don't want to be the only girl there eating without a father.

I don't know. Chicken Kiev, lobster--

everything. It's a buffet.

Okay, so I'll see you on Friday, 6:00 sharp.

Oh, yeah, I'm fine.

Just--

maybe I'll tell you when I see you.

Okay. Yeah.

Love you. Bye.

( boys chattering ) Hey, pass, here. Go long.

- Catch! - Yeah, you gotta do better than that.

Over here.

- She's fucking fried, man. - ( chuckles )

I think she sounds really unstable.

I don't think it's such a good idea.

She's making Tory's life hell.

Why doesn't Tory just cut her off?

She's too nice. That's just who she is.

Come on, man, do it for Tory.

Do it for your woman.

Why not? A duel sounds like fun.

He's never been on time for anything in his life.

Oh, he could be caught in traffic.

It could be really bad coming down here this time of day.

- Woman: Hello, Miss Bannet. - How are you?

- I'm fine. - Good.

- Woman: What a wonderful party. - Girl: Hey, hold on.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

- Are you well? - Man: Great.

Yes? Good.

- Oh, it's you. - Man: Miss Vaughn.

♪ I'm gonna find me a dying river ♪

♪ And strike a deal with her, I'll say ♪

♪ I'll fold you in two and I'll carry you away... ♪

- I want to dance. - Well, let's go, then. Excuse us.

♪ To a place where your headwaters will flow ♪

♪ Clean through to your mouth ♪

♪ In return I'll request ♪

♪ A small sanctuary

♪ By her banks where we'll live ♪

♪ With our small family ♪

♪ She will water our garden ♪

♪ And clean the dirt from our skin ♪

♪ As the world clamors at our door ♪

♪ We will dance

♪ And not let them in

♪ And if one day we wake up ♪

♪ To a bed dry as bone ♪

♪ Find our river stolen ♪

♪ Find our sanctuary gone ♪

♪ We will stand and take stock ♪

♪ And be grateful

♪ For what we've now lost ♪

♪ We will pack up our bags ♪

♪ Pack our small family... ♪

Good evening, Victoria.

- Hello, Bruce. - Good evening.

Bruce, I wonder if I might cut in.

This is a joke, right, Victoria?

Paulie: A joke?

I'm asking you... nicely.

Can I dance with your daughter, please?

I'm afraid I don't think that's appropriate,

and I don't think Victoria does either, so--

Are you crazy?

What, you don't like dancing?

You used to love to dance with me on the roof, remember?

Paulie, please.

What?

Don't make this difficult.

You love me, Tory.

Like a friend.

As a lover.

Say it.

What--?

"I'm in love with you, Paulie."

You say it or I'll stop this dance right now.

Paulie, please, please.

Then say it!

Say it.

No.

You tell anybody whatever you want.

♪ I'm gonna find me a dying river ♪

♪ And strike a deal with her, I'll say ♪

♪ I'll fold you in two ♪

♪ And I'll carry you away ♪

♪ To a place where your headwaters will flow ♪

♪ Clean through to your mouth ♪

♪ And in return I'll request... ♪

- Paulie. Paulie, come here. - ♪ A small sanctuary...

- Paulie. Paulie, come on. - ♪ By her banks where we'll live... ♪

- Paulie. - ♪ With our small family ♪

- ♪ She will water our garden... ♪ - Fay.

- ( Paulie screams ) - ♪ And clean the dirt from our skin ♪

♪ As the world clamors at our door ♪

♪ We will dance

♪ And not let them in. ♪

Mary Brave.

Let's go.

( Mary narrating ) Have you ever been really thirsty--

you open a carton of milk

and you pour it into your mouth

and it's... sour?

That happened inside me...

- Mary: I'm so tired. - ( birds calling )

( Mary narrating ) ...forever.

Don't stop, Mary Brave.

I've never been so tired.

Hyah! Hyah!

( birds calling )

Hyah!

He can fly.

Hey, you taught him to fly?

He's gonna show us the way, Mary B.

The way?

Mouse, where is your father?

Did I see you cry?

Were you crying like a girl,

like a girly, girly-girl?

I've been crying too, Mary B.

I've been crying like a girly-girl,

sucky-suck for weeks now, and it's time.

It's time for the raptor. Are you with me?

"I hate my father."

Say it. It's easy. Come on.

"I hate my father."

I hate...

my father.

Yeah.

Give me more.

I wish we were dead. I hate him.

I hate my stupid fucking asshole fucking father!

I hate him!

"Unsex me here, And take my milk for gall.

Fill me from crown to toe top-full

With direst cruelty."

Come on, say that. Say it to the raptor. Come on.

"Unsex--

unsex me here, take my milk for gall."

"Make thick my blood."

"Make thick my blood."

Feed the raptor.

I can't.

Oh, yes, you can.

"Fill me from crown to toe top-full

With direst cruelty."

Come on, say that and feed the beast.

"Fill me full from crown to toe top-full

With direst cruelty."

Are you ready, Mary B?

You ready for dark noon?

I'm ready.

Are you ready for anything?

( quietly ) Rage more.

Come on.

( shatters )

( Paulie screams )

( Paulie screams )

( bird screeching )

Hyah!

She's ready.

- What the fuck is that? - It's her pet budgie.

- It's not a pet. - Oh, no?

It's a killer.

( boys chuckle )

Well, I came, Paulie. So what do you want to do?

You want to fight me--

you and your bird?

I gotta warn you, I'm on the wrestling team.

( snickering )

Oh. Oh, I get it.

Yeah, like a stage fight.

We're gonna have a stage fight? Cool.

Yeah, I played Laertes in "Hamlet" last term.

I can do this.

I'm gonna have fun doing this.

Boy: Come on, Jakey.

Pss, pss, pss, pss.

- Mary: Come on, Paulie. - Boy: Yeah.

( both grunting )

Boy: Come on, man.

Mary: Be careful.

Boy: Jesus.

( chuckles )

- Place your bets, my friends. - Boy: Go, Jake.

For my love. ( whips )

If you're talking about Tory, get real.

She hates you. She's just too nice to tell you.

- She loves me. - Stop talking shit, Paulie.

Victoria's my girlfriend.

Mary: Watch out!

- Come on! - Paulie, watch out.

- Boy: Shit. - Give her up.

- Mary: Paulie! - Paulie: Say it!

Say, "I give her up."

Go fuck yourself.

- ( screams ) - ( Paulie screams )

- Paulie, no! - Boy: Fucking psycho!

Paulie, no.

- Fucking bitch! - Paulie!

- She cut me. - Boy: You fucking bitch!

What are you doing? What are you doing?

You are fucking crazy.

- ( Paulie screams ) - Jake: Fuck. Oh.

- ( cheering ) - ( whistle blows )

( girls cheering )

Come on, girls, let's go.

( whistle tweets )

( bird screeching )

Mary: Paulie...!

Paulie.

Please.

I will "Make me a willow cabin at your gate,

And call upon my soul within the house."

( quietly ) I rush into the secret house.

Paulie!

( Mary narrating ) Dear my mother,

I almost got lost too, didn't I?

But the pure love you gave me till you died

was like a flame always there, burning.

And just like the raptor,

that little flame was all I needed

in order to see in the dark.

It saved me, Mama,

from that deep dark.

Paulie-- she didn't have that.

The darkness took over her,

so she had to fly away.

I still dream of her every night.

And I think I always will.

And you know?

I can always remember your face now.

Anytime I think of you, I look up

and I can see your face,

my mother's face,

like a flame across the sky.

( male vocal singing )

( music playing )