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LAURA: Nicole, save some hot water for your dad !

(PANTlNG)

Mr. Walker. Larry.

(DOG BARKlNG)

l've eaten meaner dogs than you for breakfast, you wimp!

Did you get the tickets yesterday?

Huh?

The Pier? James Taylor?

Oh, shit.

l'll have Eddie get 'em today.

(NEWSCASTER CHATTERlNG ON T.V.)

What?

Nothing.

Dad, you were looking at me like you didn't know who l was or something.

No, l was just thinking that maybe you'd

like Laura to take you to buy some new clothes.

What she's got on is brand-new.

This is new?

Yeah. Why? What's wrong with it?

lt looks like something you wore when you were 1 2.

Yeah, so?

Look, all l'm saying is that it's. . . lt's. . .

What? l'm not allowed to have an opinion?

No, Dad, you're allowed to do whatever you wanna do.

l'm the one who has to ask permission to breathe.

Can l go to school now, Father?

Have a nice day, Nicole.

(WHlSTLlNG)

Does that count as quality time?

Good boy, Kaiser.

Drink all your juice, sweetheart.

Hey, congratulations. l heard you won your game last night.

Spanked 'em.

l bet that made your dad happy, huh?

He doesn't really watch the games.

He's too busy trying to pick up chicks.

l gotta go.

Could you drop me off at school?

The Mustang's way cooler than Mom's car.

Please, Dad.

Okay, hurry up. Get your stuff.

All right!

He called me Dad.

Morning, Eddie. Mmm-hmm.

The Sweikert project went to the bad guys last night.

You're shitting me. Wish l were.

We're on thin ice here, pal. Vancouver or bust.

Well, show me the drafts we got.

l'll create the presentation myself.

That's what l wanted to hear.

NlCOLE: We shouldn't even be doing this.

We're just gonna have to turn around and come back the second we get there.

Yes, but we can say we were there.

You have to factor in the residual coolness.

Sorry, sorry, sorry.

Mr. Keheela decided he had to stare at my boobs for 1 0 minutes

before he'd give me an extension.

We should just get something to go, guys.

MARGO: Nicole, chill.

What do you wanna remember five years from now?

Being on time for English Lit or having a life?

Well, let me see. English Lit, life. English Lit.

Shut up, Gary.

(HlP-HOP MUSlC PLAYlNG ON STEREO)

Ooh la la! Yes?

Smoked turkey and gouda on a roll.

To go.

(EXCLAlMlNG)

So pretty! Davey, you see me hole that?

God, stop being so obvious. What do you wanna eat?

Um, just some chocolate cake, please.

To go.

Swing and a miss. You're outta here, buddy.

Batter up, Davey. Come on.

(WHOOPS)

Winning is a good thing, man.

NlCOLE: "King and Occidental"? MARGO: l'm there.

Where's that, down by the docks?

Yeah. So?

Better bring your Uzi.

MAN: That's $8.75.

l got it. Come with me.

No, l can't. l've got a family outing. James Taylor at the Pier.

Yikes! lsn't he bald?

Probably.

Gotta go, guys.

Margo, come on.

All right, all right.

God, l bet it'd be a rush.

You wouldn't really do it.

Why not?

l mean, who wouldn't want millions of guys fantasizing about them?

(SlGHS)

lt's power.

lt's nuts.

What, it doesn't feel good to be wanted?

Hey, what about Jason Fuller? He wants you bad.

(GULLS CAWlNG)

He doesn't want me. He just. . .

l don't really know what he wants.

Every time l go out with him, l kind of feel like l should be paid for baby-sitting.

(LAUGHlNG)

Come with me tonight.

There's sure to be something going on down there.

l told you, l gotta do this family thing.

Okay, l'm leaving now, you guys.

There's food in the fridge and money on the counter.

And if you need to reach me, l'll be at the St. Francis under Vince's name, okay?

Okay, Mom.

Be good. Love you.

Who's Vince?

Some old coot in San Francisco

with a potbelly and a lot of dough.

(GlGGLlNG)

He promised her a Mercedes.

Which means l get the Rabbit. Don't you just love life?

MOTHER: Nicole? Your father's here to pick you up.

Oh, yeah. Life's just great.

(SOUTHERN ROCK MUSlC PLAYlNG ON CAR STEREO)

(LOWERS VOLUME) Dad?

Daughter.

ls it absolutely mandatory that l see James Taylor again?

When did you ever see a James Taylor concert?

You, me, Mom, summer of '85.

Does that ring any bells?

'85?

You'd have been. . .

Six.

Oh, come on, that doesn't count.

l'm surprised you even remember it.

l don't think there's a thing that's ever happened,

or not happened, for that matter, that l don't remember.

You're the one who blocks out the past.

Nicole, l don't block out anything.

lt just takes longer to sort through 40 years

of data than it does 1 6.

Maybe you ought to consider upgrading to a faster chip.

(CHUCKLlNG)

You know, sometimes you're pretty funny.

l have my moments.

So, look, it'll be fun tonight.

You, me, Laura, Toby.

Old memories, new adventures.

lt'll be like real life.

(SlGHlNG)

Okay, my little sugar plum?

Okay, my little nectarine.

Hey, Laura. Hey.

Want me to help with anything?

Yeah. Uh. . .

There's fruit in the refrigerator.

Why don't you get that out? Okay.

Thanks.

Mmm.

(VlDEO GAMES BEEPlNG)

Get outta there.

l gotta change and jump in the shower.

Call Eddie first. He was looking for you.

Okay.

Whoops.

Come on. Not even a nice, schmoozy conference call?

Please?

All right.

What choice do l have? l'll see you at the airport.

(SlGHS)

She's got this little chain she hooks through it and wraps around her waist.

What do you think Dad would do if l got one?

You know exactly what he would do.

Bullet to the brain.

Toby.

What?

l can't go to the concert. l gotta go to Vancouver.

Now? l have to meet the client for dinner in three hours.

Oh, Jesus, Steven. We've been planning this for weeks.

The whole thing was your idea.

Honey, nobody wanted to go more than me.

What would you like me to do about it?

Well, you could keep your word to your family, is what you could do.

Oh, yeah? Then we could just all starve to death.

Oh, spare me the melodrama. Nobody's starving.

You were right, Dad.

lt's just like real life.

(DOOR SLAMS)

(DlALlNG PHONE)

Margo.

King and Occidental? l'm with you.

(DANCE MUSlC PLAYlNG)

There's that guy from Largo!

Let's go say hi.

Nah, l think l'll just be over here, okay?

Hey.

Hi.

You're not dancing.

l know.

You aren't either.

How come?

How come what?

How come you're not dancing?

Well, because nobody's asked me.

Oh.

MAN: Come on !

(PEOPLE SHOUTlNG)

(SCREAMlNG)

Hey, come on. Let's get outta here.

(PEOPLE CLAMORlNG)

Logan !

Logan, come on !

(PANTlNG) Are you all right?

Yeah. How are we gonna get down?

l'll figure something out.

(ALARM TRlLLlNG)

Hold on.

Come on.

(HELlCOPTER APPROACHlNG)

Come on.

l promise. lt'll be okay. lt's safe. Come on.

Margo!

l'll see you later! Come on !

DAVlD: Go ahead. Just let go.

lt's safe. Come on.

(NlCOLE SCREAMlNG)

lsn't this the car they stopped making 'cause it,

l don't know, blows up or something?

l guess that's why l got her.

l saw her sitting there all alone, cold in the junkyard.

You know, it's not her fault they didn't put her together right.

You just said that like you really meant it.

l did.

(SlGHS)

l stayed with my real mom in L.A. after my dad moved up here.

l was nine years old.

lt was just the two of us, all alone in this big house.

And she was so sad most of the time

that l kind of felt like l was the one taking care of her.

Must've been tough.

Yeah.

How about your dad? You get along with him okay?

l don't know. l mean, l only moved up here about a year ago.

lt's not like we even know each other that well.

Yeah. Mmm.

How about you? You have parents?

(BOTH CHUCKLlNG)

l mean, that you see and stuff.

Well, they're back East, but l talk to them all the time.

Oh, they're still together?

They're weird, though.

l mean, they're totally cool, totally together.

lt's just that they've never had a disagreement about anything more serious than

whether it's gonna be mashed or Stove Top, or tea or coffee.

(GlGGLES)

Kinda crazy.

What?

Nothing.

That was not "nothing" going on behind those beautiful eyes of yours.

Tell me.

l was just thinking that

you're not at all what l expected you to be the first time l saw you.

How so?

l don't know. You're just. . .

You're sweet.

What? You're the one that's hiding something.

lt's just that l was taught that if something seems too good to be true,

then it probably isn't.

Yeah.

So far what l know about you is you're beautiful

and incredibly perceptive.

l just need to know, like, one flaw so l can believe the rest.

Got a week?

l got all the time in the world.

Oh. David.

l gotta go. My curfew's at midnight.

All the time in the world.

David.

l'm sorry.

l guess you found my flaw.

That's not a flaw.

That's one more perfect thing for me to admire.

And respect.

And wait for.

Well, the least you could have done was call, Nicole.

l was sitting here for two hours imagining God knows what.

Laura, l can't help it if my watch broke.

l mean, how would l even notice unless l was staring at it every second?

Go to bed, Nicole. We'll deal with this tomorrow.

Laura. . . l'm angry, Nicole.

Just go to bed.

And take off your makeup. You look like a slut.

(SCOFFS)

Mr. Walker.

Larry.

So, 2:00 a.m. Am l missing something?

Come on, Nicky. Help me out.

You were kidnapped by aliens.

They tried to take you to their planet, but you escaped

and hitchhiked back from Pluto.

So who's this guy you were with?

Just a guy.

ls he a good guy?

He's good to his car.

You'd appreciate that.

Well, that's a start. Maybe l should meet him.

Dad, l just met him. l don't even know if l'm gonna see him again.

Oh.

So?

Right.

All right, here's the deal.

Kitchen duty and yard work for two weeks. No exceptions.

And no subcontracting out to Tobias.

ls that fair? Do l have a choice?

No.

l guess it's fair.

And l want you to apologize to Laura.

Yeah. l'll apologize to her when she apologizes to me for calling me a slut.

(STEVE BRUSHlNG TEETH) You were too easy on her.

She should have been grounded.

STEVE: She knows she screwed up.

lt's all easy fixes with you, Steve.

You give her whatever she wants,

like you're forever trying to make it up to her.

Please, Laura.

lt's gonna blow up in your face, Steve.

Everybody needs rules.

She'd respect you more if you laid it out and played it straight.

Straight, huh? ls that why you called her a slut?

l said she looked like a slut.

She had about two gallons of makeup on and that's exactly what she looked like.

Shitty choice of words, don't you think?

Maybe.

You know, every part of you tastes so good.

Nicole? Yeah?

l wanna meet your family.

Really?

Yeah. Will that be okay?

Yeah.

NlCOLE: Dad, meet David McCall.

Mr. Walker. Pleasure to meet you, sir.

Same here, David.

Hey, Toby, right? What's up, big guy?

This must be the savage beast Kaiser.

(CHUCKLES)

That means he likes you.

Yeah? Tell him the feeling is mutual.

You know, you look bigger than your sister described.

Or maybe you just grew since yesterday. Which one?

So, David, you're not in school with Nicole, are you?

Uh. . .

No, sir. But maybe U-Dub in the fall.

l'm just kind of exploring my options, l guess.

Nicole, remember you gotta help me plant these trees before you leave.

NlCOLE: But l gotta get changed.

Well, you knew it was one of your chores.

Excuse me. lt's Laura, right?

Hi, l'm David. l. . .

l don't wanna interfere or anything,

but it so happens l work summers in a nursery.

l'd be more than happy to give you a hand.

Can l help, too?

l couldn't do it without you, partner.

Okay. Come on. Grab the big one.

DAVlD: See, the main thing is the moisture content of the soil

when you first plant it. Uh-huh.

These guys' roots are really sensitive for about ten days or so.

Hmm, well, you certainly learned a lot during your summer, didn't you?

DAVlD: ls there someplace l can get cleaned up?

LAURA: l don't know.

l think some hard-earned dirt under a man's fingernails can be attractive.

DAVlD: Well, maybe l shouldn't wash.

LAURA: lt's in there, on your left.

DAVlD: Thanks.

Oh, excuse me, Mr. Walker. l was looking for the bathroom.

lt's right in there.

l'm not disturbing you, am l?

No, no. Go ahead.

Thank you.

Did David come in here?

l'll be right out.

Margo. Come on in. Tell me about life.

(CHUCKLES)

Mr. Walker, l'm sure you know a lot more about life than l do.

l wouldn't be so sure. l get surprised at least once a day.

That's the fun part though, isn't it, Mr. Walker?

Depends, David.

Kinda cuts both ways. You just never know.

Two minutes.

LAURA: Don't forget those trash bags have to go out.

You're not getting out of that.

NlCOLE: All right.

You should come with us to the Orbit, Mr. Walker.

lt'd be fun.

(CHUCKLES)

Nicole! NlCOLE: Yeah?

Get me a Coke.

NlCOLE: Okay, l'll be right there.

Come on, Steve. You could play pinball.

You could ride the bumper cars.

You could do that thing where you throw the ball at something.

(UNZlPPlNG BOOT) Maybe win me a stuffed animal.

Or you could just walk around,

eating cotton candy, checking everybody out.

Hey, thank you. You almost ready?

Mmm-hmm. l wanna get there before dark.

We still gotta pick Logan up.

Try to hurry, okay?

Okay. Let me just grab my jacket.

Okay.

MARGO: Hey, wait up.

David.

Nicole's curfew is 1 2:00, not five after, all right?

All right.

(PHONE RlNGlNG)

Hello.

Yeah, Eddie.

Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Walker. Take care.

No, l'm finishing them up right now.

l'm gonna drop 'em off at FedEx myself.

(SlGHS)

l'm not gonna miss it. lt'll get there.

LAURA: Nicole!

All right, Eddie. l'll see you.

LAURA: Nicole!

You let her leave?

Steven.

Why don't you get your helpmate to do it?

(PHONE RlNGlNG)

What, Eddie?

(ACOUSTlC SONG PLAYlNG)

(PEOPLE SCREAMlNG)

Eddie, l'm sealing the envelope, l'm out the door.

What are you talking about?

The last pickup's not until 7:00.

l still got half an hour.

What?

Shit!

MAN: There you go, kid. Take your best shot.

Bull's-eye gets you anything on the wall.

(GUN FlRES)

MAN: We got a winner.

DAVlD: l'll take that peace pipe.

MAN 2: Buddy, you look like a basketball player.

Take a shot.

l screwed up. l gotta go back up to Vancouver.

Bye-bye.

l want you to come with me.

We could stay in that same hotel.

Maybe even get that same suite.

LAURA: The number of the hotel is by the phone.

So just rent some videos, call Domino's, and try not to kill each other.

l'll try and restrain myself.

l'll sic Kaiser on you.

Ooh, l'm shaking.

STEVE: Try and have a nice time, Nic. Life is short.

But remember, nobody in the house but you and Toby, all right?

l hear you, Dad.

Smile?

(PHONE RlNGlNG)

DAVID: Hello.

David?

Nicole, how are you?

NlCOLE: I'm dood. Listen.

David, my parents went out of town for a couple of days,

and l'm all alone in my room.

Nicole.

Yes, David?

l promised some friends l'd help 'em out with something tonight.

Oh, um. . .

Okay. Whatever.

But, Nicole.

Yeah?

l could come by afterwards.

Would that be okay?

Sure.

If it gets too Iate, I might be in bed.

Okay? So just punch 1 432 into the keypad and just come on in.

l'll be waiting.

(BEEPlNG)

(DOOR BUZZlNG)

(LOCK BEEPS)

(WHlSPERlNG) Hey.

David.

Nicole.

l love you.

Please don't tell Margo. Not that it's a secret or anything.

l just. . . l don't know, it. . .

Are we talking the "L" word here?

l don't know.

Whatever it is, l definitely never felt it before.

Prince Charming must be late.

Do you want me to wait?

No, that's all right. He'll be here.

David, what the hell are you doing? Stop it!

(GARY GRUNTlNG)

(SCREAMlNG) Stop it! Stop it!

(PANTlNG)

(SOBBlNG)

What? Come on.

Go away!

Get away from me!

Just leave us alone.

Oh, my God.

(KNOCKlNG AT DOOR) Oh, my. . .

Who is it?

LAURA: Can l come in?

Um. . .

l. . .

l thought of you when l saw this in the hotel gift shop.

Oh, Nicole, what happened?

l was in gym class.

We were playing volleyball, and l caught an elbow right in the eye.

Oh.

Well.

Let's see what we can do.

Those are nice shoes, Nicole.

Thank you.

Hey there. Doesn't your daughter look exceptionally pretty today?

Uh-huh.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Oh, hey, yeah. You look lovely, Nic.

Thanks, Dad. l gotta go.

Can l get a kiss?

(CHUCKLES)

Bye, Dad.

Bye, Nic.

Thanks, Laura.

What was that about?

Woman stuff.

She got a black eye in gym class, so l gave her a makeup lesson.

So she wouldn't look like a slut.

NlCOLE: Hey.

Talk to Travis Bickle yet?

l don't think l ever wanna see him again.

NlCOLE: Are you okay?

GARY: Did you see the look in his eye?

l can't get it out of my head. Gave me goddamn nightmares.

NlCOLE: l'm sorry, Gary.

l'm just so incredibly confused.

(BELL RlNGlNG)

(HlP-HOP MUSlC PLAYlNG)

We're here to see a man about a dog.

KNOBBY: Does this look like a kennel?

l. . . We. . .

Woof, woof, woof.

(ROCK MUSlC PLAYlNG)

All right, wait in here. But don't be fooled. He's on red alert.

They're interested in the dog.

Go tell David we have to leave soon.

(KNOCKlNG ON DOOR)

Hey, man.

What the hell you doing in here?

Not now, Knobby.

Logan says we gotta leave soon.

Tell Logan l'm not going.

Oh, yeah? Well, he's gonna be pissed, man. You've been bailing a lot.

You know, when his old man gets back into town,

we're all gonna be out on our ass.

You better start thinking about that.

You're welcome.

Hey, Nicole.

You got a fan.

Thanks.

Never mind.

(NlCOLE CRYlNG)

Steve, let me go.

Were the flowers from him?

Yeah.

lt's just like him, you know?

He's always so polite and considerate.

He never has to show off the way other guys do.

Then all of a sudden he turns into a monster.

l mean, Gary was down on the ground,

and David just kept on kicking him, and kicking him so hard !

Did he give you the black eye, too?

Did he?

Dad, l told you how l got the black eye.

(SOBBlNG)

Steven, why don't you let us finish up here?

Toss me the Kleenex.

Nicole, l want you to understand

that whatever you think l may have done to disappoint you

is no reason for you to go screw up your whole life.

What?

Dad, l don't know what you're talking about.

That's what worries me.

Look, Dad, this may come as a big shock to you,

but every move l make does not have to do with you.

Turns out l'm living my own life.

Not yet you're not.

As long as you're living in my house, you'll follow my rules.

That means when you wanna go out,

l wanna know where you're going and with who.

And if l don't like it, you're not going.

Don't be ridiculous, Dad.

l'm not kidding, Nicole. This is gonna stop!

What?

Why don't you just say it? This is all about David.

There's something wrong with him.

But your problem with David, not mine.

He's not a good guy.

Look, Dad.

David and l had a disagreement.

Maybe we'll get past it, maybe we won't.

But no matter what happens, it'll be between us.

lt just doesn't have anything to do with you.

(SlGHlNG) Oh, God.

What the hell was that about?

Oh, boy.

He hit her too, Laura. l know he did.

Oh, come on. You heard what she said.

l don't care what anybody says. He hit her.

Fine.

But don't think you can bully her into growing up, Steven.

lt doesn't work that way.

So he hit you.

Sometimes that's just their asshole way of showing they love you.

He didn't mean to hit me. lt was an accident.

Fine.

So then what's the problem?

l don't know.

Nicole, do yourself a favor and don't think so much.

lt gives you premature wrinkles.

My dad hates him, that's for sure.

Well, that means that he knows you're sleeping together.

You know, it's that usual weirdo jealously trip.

How could he possibly know we were sleeping together?

Caught you, you ho! You never told me you were screwing him !

(TSKS)

You'll always remember your first.

Not your second, not your third.

Just your first.

(BOYS LAUGHlNG)

Party! Oh, shit!

No! No! Logan !

Logan, don't you dare!

(SCREAMS) Going in.

(LAUGHlNG)

(WHOOPlNG)

Nicole. Nicole.

Just give me one minute?

Listen, l know you never wanna see me again,

but l still have to explain.

There's nothing that l can say that'll make what l did all right.

l know that, but l need you to know that it came from someplace good.

lt came from me feeling like l'd do anything to protect you.

From Gary?

l didn't know it was Gary.

l swear. All l saw was some guy with his paws all over you.

l mean, knowing how many bad guys are out there. . .

Guys that would take advantage of somebody like you.

Guys that l would kill if they ever did anything to hurt you.

l just lost it.

l want you to know

that l'm very sorry about what happened to Gary, l am.

But l can't be sorry that l love you.

l learned from you, Nicole, l really did.

l learned that l need people more than l thought.

l've always been the one taking care of things.

And with you, it's different.

And l want us to take care of each other.

And l'll promise nothing like that will ever happen again.

l'm sorry.

l'm home.

Laura?

(PEOPLE LAUGHlNG)

No! Come here.

No, no, no. Oh, yes, yes.

(LAURA LAUGHlNG)

Hey there! lsn't this lndian summer great?

What's going on?

Well, it's warm.

We're taking advantage. You ought to jump in.

What's he doing here?

What's he doing here, Laura?

Steven, would you rather she lied and snuck off to see him?

You made the rules.

l appreciate it. Thank you very much.

(PHONE RlNGlNG)

Hello.

You remember that song and dance Nicole gave us

about David growing up like Beaver Cleaver in some perfect little town back East?

Yeah, something like that.

Well, guess again. The kid bounced from foster home to foster home to institution

until he was finally kicked out on his ass at 1 8.

Since then, no one knows.

He's got no family, no address, no work record. Nothing.

All right. So the guy's embarrassed about being an orphan.

Not his fault, by the way.

So he makes up a story about having a happy childhood to impress a girl.

What's the big deal?

The big deal, Laura, is that the guy give me the creeps,

and the girl is my daughter.

STEVE: Hello, David.

Hi, Mr. Walker.

You got a minute? l need to talk to you.

l'm meeting Nicole.

This won't take long.

All right.

Follow me around the corner.

David, l don't want to beat around the bush.

l came to tell you that you're gonna stop seeing Nicole.

Now, either you're as smart as you think you are and you'll just go away,

or else you're gonna make things harder on yourself than they have to be.

You know, Steve, you're really not a faggot.

What?

l'm serious.

Seem like a pretty solid guy. You should lighten up on yourself.

We're not talking about me. We're talking about. . .

Yes, we are.

That's what this whole thing's about, Steve. Your inadequacies.

Your fears. You just wait a minute.

Listen to me. See, l'm hip to your problems.

All of 'em.

l know you abandoned Nicole when she needed you most,

'cause l licked her sweet tears.

l know about things coming apart at work.

Maybe you fucking lost it in that department.

l also know you ain't keeping up, so to speak,

your end of the bargain with the missus.

'Cause if you were, she wouldn't be all over my stick.

But relax, Steve. We're friends.

(CHUCKLES) We're practically family.

l want you to understand something, pal.

lf you don't disappear from my family's life, l'm gonna rip your balls off

and shove 'em so far up your ass they'll come out your fucking mouth !

You got that, my friend?

(CAR DOOR SLAMS)

(TlRES SQUEALlNG)

ALEX: Steve, what l'm saying is,

even if he's got a record and we can convince a judge,

this thing could still backfire.

You tell some kid that the state is restraining him,

you'll just make him want it even more.

We've gotta do something. l'm not gonna just sit around.

Let me ask you something as your friend.

Are you sure you're not just fighting the inevitable here?

You didn't expect she was gonna stay a virgin, did you?

Alex, the guy is a psychopath.

Because he's hot for your daughter?

Took a jealous swing at some guy, talked trash to you?

Are you gonna help me or not?

Yeah, of course. Look,

l'll make a couple of calls for you, all right?

Where's my father?

He's in his workroom.

You know, Dad, l never expect you to be perfect, 'cause l know l'm not.

But l never thought you were a hypocrite until now.

Honey, calm down. What are you talking about?

l'm talking about you lecturing me about what David did to Gary,

and then turning around and acting a million times worse yourself.

Nicole, l don't know what he told you. . .

He didn't have to tell me anything, Dad. l saw the bruises.

What bruises?

You're gonna stand there and tell me that you never touched him,

that you didn't hit him so hard in the chest that he's all sore and bruised?

Look, l may have. . .

Yeah, exactly, Dad.

You may have. But l'll tell you what you definitely did.

You lost my respect.

Nicole, come back here!

(DOOR SLAMS)

Nicole!

Fuck!

(SlGHlNG)

She ran to the car, she got in,

and she slammed the door in my face, if you really need to know.

What?

What are you talking about? She's only 1 6.

So what if she wasn't kidnapped?

l still have the right to. . . Huh?

Fine, l'll call a lawyer!

(ACOUSTlC SONG PLAYlNG)

DAVlD: (WHlSPERlNG) Just you and me, Nicole. Nobody else.

Nobody else.

(MOANlNG)

Do you want me?

Yes.

Tell me.

Tell me you want me.

(MOANS)

l want you, David.

Yeah?

David.

Yeah?

l love you.

Sure you won't change your mind and come home with me?

l can't. My dad will kill me.

Okay. l love you.

Bye.

(ROCK MUSlC PLAYlNG ON STEREO)

Get outta here, you skinny-ass motherfucker.

Come on.

Hey, fuck you. She's mine.

(CHUCKLlNG)

You want me?

(MARGO GASPlNG)

Say it so he can hear you.

Go ahead. Tell him.

Tell him you want me. Tell him ! Now!

l want him !

(MARGO CRYlNG)

(MARGO PANTlNG)

LOGAN: Yeah, fuck it. Keep that dirty little bitch. l don't want her.

(SOBBlNG)

What?

Nic.

Please, Dad. l don't wanna talk about it.

l just wanna be alone.

Okay.

The pain will go away, honey.

l promise.

ls she okay?

(EXHALES) l hope so.

(STUDENTS CHATTERlNG)

l got you some anyway. l thought food might zap you out of your zombie trip.

Thanks. l'm just not hungry.

Let me guess.

You're preparing a junk food defense

before you team up with your boyfriend and go on a killing spree.

No. Definitely not.

Joke. Joke, Nicole.

As in "ha-ha." Remember?

Jesus, cane me in Singapore.

Was Margo in Bio?

Uh-uh. She called and said she was sick.

At least she's honest.

What?

Nothing.

Speak of the devil.

Guess who?

Don't touch me!

(PANTlNG)

Nicole, where are you going?

Get away from me! Get over here.

(SCREAMlNG) Help! Stop it!

Somebody help me! What's the matter with you? Come here.

Hey! Just stay away from me!

No. Why?

You heard her David. Just let her go!

All right? Okay?

All right.

Okay.

Hey, Margo. Hi.

They're in there. Thanks.

Why won't you take my calls?

As you can see, l'm playing with my little brother.

Okay. You don't have to be so snotty about it.

Hey there, handsome. When you gonna grow up so l can ravage you?

Margo, why don't you leave Toby alone?

Jesus. What's your problem?

What?

The fact that you can stand there

and act cool and fine as if nothing ever happened.

That's what scares me the most about you, Margo.

lt's like l don't know you, or. . .

Or maybe l don't know anybody for that matter.

Everybody says one thing and then does another, and l just. . .

Nicole.

l'm sorry. l just. . . l have no idea what you're talking about.

You know exactly what l'm talking about.

Who told you? Did David tell you?

Forget it. lt doesn't matter. You're not a friend of mine.

Nicole, l was high, okay? He forced me. He made me do it!

Nicole, please don't do this. Please don't do this. l need you.

You're my only friend !

(SlGHlNG)

(CAR STARTlNG)

(HORN HONKlNG)

(TlRES SCREECHlNG)

Hey, pull over! l gotta talk to you !

(HORN HONKlNG)

(MARGO CRYlNG)

What the fuck do you think you're doing?

David, please leave me alone.

Huh? What did you say to Nicole?

Nothing.

(YELPS)

You fucking lying fucking whore.

Get the fuck outta the car! You lying fucking whore!

What did you say to her? What the fuck did you say to her?

Nothing. l swear, David. l didn't tell her. l don't know how she knows.

But she knows.

Let me tell you something.

You better fix it. You better make it right again.

Because if you don't, l'm gonna hurt you.

Don't cry.

You fucking liked it.

(ENGlNE STARTS)

(CAR PULLS AWAY)

Mr. Walker, sir, l believe l owe you, Nicole and your entire family an apology.

Well, l was wondering if. . .

l was just wondering if you'd be so kind

as to let me come in for a minute and explain a few things?

l think you might understand.

l'm not interested in understanding you, David.

l'm only interested in keeping you away from Nicole.

And l'll do whatever it takes to accomplish that. Okay?

Whatever it takes.

(DOOR LOCKS)

(ALARM BEEPS)

Thanks, Dad.

(PHONE RlNGlNG)

Hello?

Oh, hey, Eddie. Just hold on one second.

Yeah, Eddie?

(CHUCKLES)

l'm gonna work all night.

Please, don't panic.

l talked to the school. Security knows about everything, so. . .

Don't worry, Dad. lt's over, okay?

Love you.

GARY: Nicole! Wait up.

Hi.

Everything copasetic?

Yeah. You know, l never thanked you for the other day.

No sweat.

EDDlE: Yes! You did it! This is great.

This is a work of art.

You think you can stay conscious long enough to crunch out the new numbers?

l've been living on pure adrenaline for 24 hours. Why stop now?

(BELL RlNGlNG)

Sure you don't want to come to the mall with us?

Nah. l gotta finish that story for the paper.

The Washindton Post is gonna need to see something before they make me editor.

Hey, Laura. Hey, Gary.

Get in the back.

Hey, Toby bear. Hi, Gary.

Okay, l'll see you later.

Hey, Gary.

David.

Gary, did you know l grew up in a lot of different places?

Uh. . . No. Actually, Nicole told me that. . .

Oh, yeah. Bridgewater, Spafford, Rikers, you name it.

You know what they have in common, Gar? No.

Weak walls. Actually, that's why they moved me around so much.

l'd pound on the wall, it'd break.

They'd move me to the next one, and the next one,

until finally they got sick of building walls and just showed me the door.

Pretty useful upbringing it turned out, though, Gar. There's always walls.

Usually the moist, fleshy kind that try to get in the way of me and it,

whatever it may be.

Silly, silly people, though. They're only to be knocked down.

Gary.

(GRUNTlNG)

(SNAPPlNG)

We ready?

We're ready.

l appreciate your efforts. l know how hard the push has been

on yourselves and your families.

Today is just another dog and pony show.

l'll kick it off, and then you're up, Steve.

Let's sell these guys.

How many tickets we got for the Hawks Sunday?

We got the four. Peterman kept the rest.

That figures.

Holy shit!

Jesus, Steve.

What does it say?

Eddie, l need for you to give me the keys to your car,

and for you to catch a ride with Harvey.

Steve, we gotta. . . Please!

Okay.

STEVE: Hello, Laura? Nicole?

Come on. Somebody pick up.

Shit!

Hello, Margo. This is Mr. Walker. ls Nicole with you?

Do you know where David McCall lives?

(SlGHlNG)

(HORNS HONKlNG)

How are you? l need to talk to you.

(SCREAMlNG) Help!

Ssh. Ssh.

You gotta listen to me, Nicole. To me. The real me.

You gotta use the one thing you have that can hear the real me.

lt's not here. lt's not what l say.

lt's not here.

lt's not the way you see me acting.

lt's here.

(GASPlNG)

That's what it is, Nicole.

You know it. l know it. Your daddy knows it. Everybody knows it.

That's why they're trying to keep us apart. They're just jealous.

We have something that everybody wants but nobody has.

We can't let them take that away from us, Nicole.

lt belongs to me and you. Okay?

(DOOR OPENlNG)

l love you.

(GASPlNG)

Help!

(SOBBlNG) Somebody help me.

LOGAN: lt's your fucking fault!

Come on ! Now somebody knows who did this. Now who is it?

l know who did it.

Well, l'll fucking kill whoever did this!

Yeah, who? Yeah.

TERRY: Yeah, let's pay the dude a fucking visit, then !

All right.

Here.

Thanks.

l can't get over the feeling that l let you down, Nic.

l should've seen it coming.

l'm sorry.

lt's not your fault, Laura.

Thanks, anyway.

l mean that, on top of the fact that he assaulted her in a public bathroom,

and you're telling me that that's not enough to haul him in?

Who gives a shit about warrants?

They're running their own cartel,

and you can't do a goddamn thing about it?

Well, look, l'm not worried about tonight,

but what about tomorrow and the next day?

l mean, she can't stay here like she's a prisoner.

Pull in over there.

We'll cut through the woods.

An eye for an eye.

A tooth for a fucking tooth !

Just remember, Nicole ain't part of this game.

(DOORBELL RlNGlNG)

(BEEPlNG)

Oh, Margo.

(CRYlNG)

Oh, what's wrong?

We. . .

Gary's dead.

They found his body in the woods by school, beaten to death.

DAVlD: Kaiser. Kaiser.

Come here, boy. Come here, Kaiser.

Come here, boy.

Come here, boy. Good boy.

Okay, fine. You're right. lt's not an emergency.

Could l please talk to the people that try and solve murders?

Jesus!

(BLOWlNG WHlSTLE)

Come on.

That's a good boy.

(MARGO SCREAMlNG)

NlCOLE: Come here, Toby. Yeah, yeah. . .

NlCOLE: Come here.

(STAMMERlNG) My name is Steven. . . Hello?

Hello? Hello?

The phone is dead.

You're next, man !

No!

You don't know what's out there. Here. Security will come.

(MARGO WHlMPERlNG)

There's no siren.

Well, they'll still get the signal. Larry will come.

No, it's disconnected. The system works through the phone lines.

Come here. lt's okay. lt doesn't matter.

No one is getting in here, Steven.

You designed it, remember? Reinforced doors. No entry without the code.

Dad?

David's got the code.

(BEEPlNG)

lt all could've been different, Mr. Walker.

You should've allowed nature to take its course.

ln the end it will anyway.

So let me in the fucking house!

(POUNDlNG)

Nicole, take Margo and Toby up to your room and stay there.

Okay.

Laura, get the flashlight. Then turn off every light in the house!

(NlCOLE SCREAMS)

Go, Nicole! And lock your door!

Turn the flashlight off. l don't want 'em to know where anybody is.

(DOORBELL RlNGlNG)

No one's gonna hurt our family, honey. No one.

(DOORBELL RlNGlNG REPEATEDLY)

(POUNDlNG)

(POWER DRlLL WHlRRlNG)

(KNOBBY SCREAMlNG)

(HEAVY POUNDlNG)

An eye for an eye, eh, Mr. Walker, sir?

You fuck up my house, l'll fuck up yours!

(WHlSPERlNG) Steven?

Come on. The refrigerator.

(MARGO CRYlNG)

Oh, they're gonna kill us, just like they did Gary.

NlCOLE: Don't say that. You need to calm down.

MARGO: l can't. You need to.

(WHlMPERlNG) l can't. l can't.

Nicole.

No!

Toby, get out of the way!

(SCREAMlNG)

(GRUNTlNG)

Go check the kids. Go on.

Nicole, are you all right?

NlCOLE: We're okay!

(CRASHlNG)

Steve!

You gotta do oI' Dad a favor before he kiIIs you.

(T.V. AUDlENCE LAUGHlNG)

(PHONE RlNGlNG)

VOlCE ON PHONE: We're sorry. You've reached a number that has been disconnected,

or is no Ionger in service.

Steve! Laura!

(SCRAPlNG)

(SCREAMlNG)

MAN: Oh, fuck! Fuck!

l gotta get to a hospital, man. l'm fucked !

(GRUNTlNG) l'm fucked !

KNOBBY: This gig's tired.

Car coming, Logan. Let's get outta here. Logan, you coming?

STEVE: lt's Larry.

LOGAN: Gimme the fucking gun, Terry.

lt's gonna be all right.

Thank you, God. Thank you.

Stay here.

Be careful, Steven.

Hands in the air, son.

Sir, is there something wrong?

Hands on the hood real slow.

Sir, l think there's some confusion. l just came back from visiting my girlfriend.

LARRY: ls that right?

Stay where you are!

STEVE: Larry!

Mr. Walker, you okay?

We're all right. We're safe.

You know these jokers? Are there any more of them?

l think the others ran away.

(GUNSHOT)

(GASPlNG)

(GRUNTS)

(GROANlNG)

There's plenty of time. We're gonna take this inside. Get the cuffs and the guns.

STEVE: Laura, stay back! Don't open the door.

What? Steven, what's going on?

LOGAN: Mrs. Walker?

Ma'am, we'd like you to see the situation from a different point of view.

Oh, God ! Laura, no!

Yo, lady of the house, we're coming in.

You just gotta decide whether he's coming with us, and fast.

(GUN FlRES)

Say bye-bye.

Laura.

Laura, no!

(CRYlNG) l'm sorry.

l'm sorry.

Terry, go out there and keep a watch.

lf l could get to Laura's car phone. . .

l can fit through my bathroom window.

Log, cuff her.

(CRlES OUT)

Steven !

(SOBBlNG)

DAVlD: Logan, go find some tape.

l think l'll go check out the rest of the house.

lf you touch any of those kids. . .

Calm down, Mr. Walker.

Everything's under control.

(CRASHlNG)

Stay away from me.

(SCREAMlNG) Stay away from me!

Let go of me!

No!

Leave her alone! Don't you hurt her!

Jealous bitch !

No! No!

LOGAN: Come on !

(GROANlNG)

Stop!

No, get off me! No!

Stop hitting her, you mother. . .

(MARGO GROANlNG)

(CAR STARTS)

(PHONE ACTlVATES)

Toby!

(PHONE BEEPlNG)

(NlCOLE SHRlEKlNG)

Come on, Mr. Walker.

Time to give away the bride.

NlCOLE: No! No!

(PANTlNG)

(WHlSPERlNG) lt's time to go, Nicole.

First, l want you to do the right thing and say bye to Daddy.

No!

What?

You wanna go with me, don't you?

Yes.

Well, all right then.

Come over here and give your father a kiss goodbye.

lt's not easy to give away your daughter.

David ! Don't!

Please!

Nicole.

l know this is hard.

l'm sorry it has to be like this, but it does.

lt's not our fault.

lt's his. l tried so hard to be nice,

to get him to accept me.

Can't you see all he wants is for you to be his little girl forever?

You don't want that, do you?

DAVlD: lt's okay.

All girls cry at their weddings.

Now, l know this is gonna be hard.

We'll get over it. Together.

Just me and you. Nobody else, remember?

(GRUNTS)

(STEVE GROANlNG)

Daddy.

(COCKS GUN)

You will forever hold your peace!

(NlCOLE SCREAMS)

(GASPlNG)

STEVE: Now, you get out of here!

(SHOUTlNG)

(SOBBlNG)