All language subtitles for Cruel.Intentions.3.2004

WOMAN: Please do not
leave your car unattended.
It will be towed.

Straight to Prestridge,
Miss Merteuil?

Please.

WOMAN: Please do not leave
your car unattended.
It will be towed.

We're going to the same place.
Do you mind?

-If we drive together,
we'll arrive together.
-(ENGINE STARTING)

Yo, taxi.

(CAR DOOR OPENING)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

WOMAN 1: So nice to see you.
WOMAN 2: Oh, I missed you
so much.

(COUGHING)

Look, I'm sorry I just really
don't understand why my

request for a single
wasn't approved.

-Your name again?
-Patrick Bates.
I'm a transfer student.

Bates, right!
Welcome to Prestridge.

You have a condition
of some sort.

(COUGHS)
I've caught a cough.
(SNIFFLES)

Yeah, well, you heard
what they said.
You're in a one-room double.

A moment silence,
for his roommate.

Look, isn't there someone else
I can talk to?

Can I talk to
your supervisor, please?

(SIGHS)

Follow me.

-Excuse me.
-Ah, excused.

-You're evil, Cass.
-Took you how long to
figure this out?

We met in this
very line last year.

This year they let me
reserve a room.

Daddy bought a wing.

-Miss Merteuil,
your suite is ready.
-Wonderful.

How was your summer?

Short.
See you tonight.

(GRUNTS)

Need to get a driver.

(INSTRUMENTAL ROCK MUSIC)

(DOOR OPENING)

(COUGHING)

Hi.

Hi.

Patrick, right?

-I saw you checking out
that girl in line.
-Well, I...

What do you mean?

Cassidy Merteuil.
Forget her.
She's a black widow.

Comes from a long line
of black widows.

You wouldn't
last five minutes.

Let me guess. (CHUCKLES)
You've never lasted
five minutes.

I'm kidding, man.

Look, just leave
Cassidy to me, all right?

(COUGHING)

-Look, if you're gonna cough,
can you take that outside?
-(PATRICK COUGHING)

Really I'm sorry, I can't
help it, but I shouldn't
bother you at night.

I have sleeping pills.
(SNIFFLES)

That's a relief.

(DRUMBEATS)

-How do I look?
-Hmm.

Seriously.

Not as good as...

-Christopher Limey?
-I prefer Englishmen.

-He descended
from the House of Lancaster.
-Yeah, so did his teeth.

Why fuck with guys like him
when you could be fucking
with guys like me?

Because guys like you
don't dine with the queen.

-Dream on, I'm sure he prefers
a real princess.
-Hmm. (CHUCKLES)

We'll see.

You know,
you're just like your cousin.

She ruins the family name
forces you to California
to flee her rep, and yet...

She's still your role model.

If you want to be Kathryn
that badly, at least let me be
your Sebastian.

Hmm, Kathryn, Sebastian,
where are they now?

Oh, yeah,
methadone clinic and dead.

We can do better.

Jason, the real reason
I've never slept with you,

you're no challenge
whatsoever.

Not to mention a little
deficient when it comes to.

What?

The sexiest organ of all.

You know,
the bigger the better.

The brain.

MAN: Yeah, let's go.

If you don't look good,
we don't look good.

-We?
-A girl can hope.

-Yeah.
-Excuse us.

Sorry.

(SONG PLAYING)

Jesus Christ, people.

Pop a Prozac or three,
summer's finished,
get over it.

Ah, Saint-Tropez.

Hunting in Scotland.

Summer session at La Sorbonne.

Miami Beach.

Miami Beach?
New money.

None of those places are
anymore of a playground
than our Santa Barbara.

I can speak for myself and
my girlfriend, when I say
we never came here to play.

You know, except for maybe
with each other.

Then you didn't Cassidy
turn you on to this place?

She must have warned you
about guys like me.

By name, actually.

So Michael and Sheila
have come for the
right reasons.

-How about you, Alison?
-I came for the education.

(ALL LAUGHING)

-Seriously.
-Christopher?

This is America.
You hear the rumors, but
I am here in spite of them.

Patrick.

-(COUGHING)
-Here is a guy
that came to play. Patrick?

Sorry?

Think he'll make the cover
of the Prestridge catalog?

Now, that's the Cassie I know.

Right, well,
I should probably be off.

You'll be around later?

Perhaps.

I'll hunt you down.

I have something to show you.

-Oh, my gosh, let's see.
-Yeah.

So Christopher has taken
an interest in me.

-He should take an interest
in flossing.
-Um, quit it, he's royalty.

My father always
stressed the value of good
foreign relations.

-I'm surprised it's taken you
this long.
-I'm playing it cool.

I want to meet an entire
new society.

-I wonder, is it possible?
-What?

-That you've overestimated
yourself.
-Hmm.

Right.

I'll bet you

$5000 that you can't
sleep with Prince Christopher
by the end of this weekend.

$5000 wouldn't even
cover a weekend
at the spa.

Fine, $10,000.

Done.

-Doesn't seem fair, though.
-Why?

I would have bet on someone
much easier than Christopher.

Really?

I'm not so sure that
you could even sleep with
someone like Patrick...

By the end of this weekend.

Patrick.

I could have
Patrick in an hour, freak.

I'll tell you what,
another ten thousand dollars
says that you can't.

And because
I'm a gentleman...

I'm gonna give you 48 hours
instead of one.

48?

-It's enough time to get rid
of that not-so-fresh feeling.
-Nice.

-I'll need some
physical proof.
-So let's see.

That gives me 47 hours

for my disgust for you,

(CHUCKLES) to overcome
my disgust for Patrick.

Have a nice time.

There you go.

Here, try another one.

Let's see.

All right.

Alison, never forget the key
to a cultured man's heart.

Golf.

-Golf and blowjobs.
-Jason.

And you've been working
on your etiquette.

-I want a kiss.
-No.

Meaning no.

One?

Finished?

-Yeah.
-Good.

Now, never touch me again.

Ever.

Friends?

Women.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

-Is this taken?
-(COUGHING)

No.

It's beautiful out.

Yeah.

Patrick, can I be honest?

Sure.

You interest me.

-I'm sorry?
-You interest me.

I...

-I interest you?
-Hmm.

Even sounds funny even to me,
but yeah.

(COUGHING)

Thanks.

(COUGHING)

You see them?

Uh-huh.

I didn't think there'd
come a time when guys like
that didn't interest me.

But I was wrong. Lately,

I've been thinking
about guys like you.

Can I show you something?

(CHUCKLES)
Sure. Sure.

(DOOR OPENS)

Wow!

-Nice room.
-Thanks.

You're gonna be surprised,
but...

I've been writing.

-What is it?
-A short story.

You're the first person
I've shown it to.

You're an English major,
so I respect your opinion.

Would you look at it?

(STAMMERING)
You want my feedback?

Mm-hmm.

-I'm... I'm gonna go read it.
-I'll be right here.

(COUGHING)

(BELL TOLLING)

How can you be so insecure?

(COUGHING)
I love it.

I'm blown away.

The writing and the dialog.

Oh, I'm so excited.

-Oh.
-Ah, ah!

(STAMMERING)
Okay.

Cassidy.

Please.

I don't understand.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(MOANING)

-What is it?
-Nothing, Patrick.

What is it?

-Oh, Jesus, you turn me on.
-Oh, my God.

(BOTH MOANING)

PATRICK:
What? What? What is it?
CASSIDY: Nothing, Patrick.

PATRICK: Oh, God.
Jesus, you turn me...

Ten thousand dollars.

You could've faked that.

The orgasm?
Of course.

-No, the tape.
-Please.

Sad, you could've
used this to make a little
life for yourself.

You know you're
only halfway home.

Christopher's coming
over later.
I'll be home by midnight.

I'll be in touch.

CHRISTOPHER: So the key to
a good polo pony is one
that is small and agile.

Fifteen hands is
quite perfect.

Really?
That's...

Fascinating.

Yeah, um, the ponies I had
at Eton were between
15 and 16 hands and...

-We never lost a match.
-Eton?

-So you know Prince William.
-Yeah, Wills was in my house
with me.

He's an excellent player,
you know.

Do you know him?

We've only met a few times,
mostly at charity functions.

You know, I think his
grandmamma makes him
go to those.

-Yes, we both love to give
money away.
-(LAUGHS)

I'm so glad you're here,
Christopher.

I'm not used to young ladies
being quite so forward.

I'm not complaining.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

I'm sure it's no one.

-So are you liking the States?
-(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Excuse me.

Hi. I brought you some...

What's going on?

Excuse me?

What does it look like?
A date.

-Forgive me, Patrick, is it?
-What?

I barely know you.
What are you doing in my room?

Cassidy,
what's wrong with you?

What's wrong with me?

I have spoken two words
to you in my entire life.

(COUGHING)
What?

This must be some sort
of mistake, Christopher.

Yes, evidently.
(PATRICK COUGHING)

-Cassidy.
-I'd like you to leave.

Christopher, I don't know
why you're here

or what Cassidy
has told you but...

Cassidy and I just made
love a few hours ago.

-Well, I should probably go.
-No.

Not until you've had a chance
to judge her for yourself.

-To judge her?
-Look, it's Cassidy's purse.
You've seen her wearing it.

Open it and look for
a tape recorder

(COUGHING)
and Cassidy's wallet.

Well, I'm not going to
investigate her.

What...

What do you know?

I think Christopher
will be interested in this.

(INDISTINCT VOICE)

(PATRICK COUGHING)

Good God!

Look, it's the $10,000
that Cassidy took to do
what you just heard.

(COUGHS)

This is extraordinary.

-Christopher, I can explain.
-Not the time.

(SIGHS)

(COUGHING)

So how does it feel
to be used?

-You know better than anyone.
-So we're even.

-Well, we're even all right.
-Gosh, you're a disgusting
little shit.

Well, well, well.

What's wrong with you?

Look at you
with your tight ass
and your perfect little tits.

You still don't get it,
do you?

Get what?

You wouldn't give a guy
like me the fucking
time of day.

But you sure gave it to me
this afternoon.

-Jason told you to do this.
-No, Jason didn't tell me
to do this.

I told Jason to do this.

-What?
-Well, It looks like you lost
your bet on Christopher.

He sure isn't sleeping
with you now,
but you know what?

Don't give Jason the money,
give it to me.

It wasn't Jason's money to
begin with, it was mine.

Okay, I'll slow down.

I arranged the whole thing.

The nerd act, the challenge,
the two bets.

The bet on me gave me
the chance to bang you.

The bet on Christopher
gave me the chance to win
$10,000 back.

All I needed was a partner.

Someone who knows what it's
like to feel rejected.

Hey, toots.

You fuckers.

Honestly, from experience,
I'm not sure you're worth
$10,000

but you're a hell
of a freebie.

I should've known
you couldn't afford that.

So, what did you get
out of this?

One look at the expression
on your face.

Do you believe I found someone
as awful as you?

I mean, come on,
what are the chances?

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Oh, by the way, your story...

It sucked.

You know, it occurred to me,
we go to a school
where they actually play polo.

Fucking sick.

Do you think we hurt her?

Who's ever had sex
where someone didn't get hurt?

You're bitter.
I remember lots of times
when no one got hurt.

Sex is about hurting people.

You know, I never did ask.

Where did you get
the nerd act?

Well, I spent a long time
trying to hide the homely.

And then I realized,
don't conceal it, play it up.

Don't make it better,
make it worse.

-They never see me coming.
-Yeah, well,

I'm too proud to play a nerd.

Well, you've seen the
last of the nerd.

So, what's next?

We'll see.

(SONG PLAYING)

I want to take you home.

I said,
"I want to take you home."

I like a guy with goals.

-Michael, we came
to look at the art.
-I am looking at art.

Something about art.

I find it...

Inspirational,

erotic.

Baby.

Hey, Alison, want a drink?

Uh...

-I have a fiance back home.
-One drink is hardly
an infidelity.

I'm a gentleman.

I don't know.

Come on, the bartender
makes a killer martini.

All right.
(LAUGHS)

-Okay, what do you want,
vodka or gin?
-Hmm?

-Vodka or gin?
-Oh, um, vodka.

Two vodka martinis, please.

-Cheers.
-Cheers.

-Do you have a favorite
painting?
-Um...

-I like this one over here.
-Yeah?

-Has a little bit of
a Basquiat feeling.
-Yeah, yeah.

You look really pretty.

You know, I should really
get back to my friend,
but thank you so much.

Okay.

-He's kind of cute.
-You know,
I'm kind of engaged.

But, what about you?

(LAUGHS)

(MOANING)

There, you took me home.

Talk soon.

20-16.
Soccer service.

Game!
Oh!

-Oh!
-(ALISON LAUGHS)

Oh!

-You're dead.
-Oh, what?
What?

What? What?

(LAUGHING)

Sorry.

Next game, you're mine.

Bring it on.

-lf I didn't know better...
-Alison?

-Never.
-Good.

She's engaged,
since the age of two

at least in the
eyes of her family and his
it's part of a larger merger.

Old money.

I have a question.

Does sex always satisfy you?

What do you mean?

I can't remember the last time
I was actually satisfied
by sex.

Is something wrong?

You bored?

I guess so.

Nothing's wrong.
I get bored by sex too,
if I don't use it.

-As what?
-A weapon.

(CHUCKLES)

Sick motherfucker.

How you feeling?

Strangely attracted to you.

-Bad boys and all.
-Nice.

I learned my lesson, but
you're done fucking with me.

Hmm, I told you I loved her.

-You two are plotting
something.
-What about it?

-I came to tell you
it's pathetic.
-Why?

If you had me,
you could have anyone.
Where's the challenge?

It's what you're forgetting
I haven't had you yet.

No, you're giving us
too much credit.

There's no limit to
what two people can do.
You taught me that.

But it's too easy.

So why don't you quit
cooperating and
start competing

for some eligible
bachelorettes.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

It's only fair.

After all,
I can't stand to see you two
look bored.

She's right, you know.

-I have had my eye on her.
-Cassidy?

I do love her, but no. Sheila.

-She's devoted to...
-Michael.

I hadn't noticed.

Someone that sexy has
no right to be faithful
to such an idiot.

-Or to anyone.
-I don't know if I'd pick
Sheila, though.

Why not?

-I like Alison.
-You just said you'd leave...

Until you're married,
you're not married.

Besides, Alison's perfect,
virtuous and loyal, she'd gasp
at all the right moments.

Fine.

I steal Sheila from Michael,
you steal Alison
from her fiance.

First one to cross
home plate wins.

-Wins what?
-How about our dorm room?

-And the loser?
-Fends for himself.

I could use some privacy.

-I'm gonna get started.
-Happy hunting.

I got next.

You got next?

(MUSIC PLAYING)

This is some fundraiser
you helped organize.

Thanks, I think the
pier's preservation is
really important.

-Oh, sorry.
-I got it.

-I'm a total klutz.
-That's okay,
here.

I saw that.

-What?
-Patrick.

-It's nothing.
-It's sweet.

ALISON: My parents have always
been really supportive of me.
We have a great relationship.

I had trouble getting my folks
to pay attention.

So are you ready to watch
the master at work?

What was that?

Nothing.
Let's go for a walk.

Hey, what's up?
How you doing?

You gonna be at the game
on Saturday?

-Yeah, of course.
-See you there, buddy.
Take care.

-Yeah. Yeah, I agree.
-He's a great guy.

Awesome polo player.

Okay, what's wrong?

Oh, just thinking of David.

(CHUCKLES)
What?

There's nothing wrong
with missing sex.

-Alison, it's
completely natural.
-(ALISON CHUCKLES)

Okay, I do miss sex,
but that's not the point.

You know, I miss David.

We've known each other
since preschool.

How romantic.
The blankets, the blocks,
the cookies and milk.

You know what I mean.
(CHUCKLES)

It's just sometimes
you sound more like
brother and sister.

Yeah, well, we care about
each other very much.

I know.

PROFESSOR ELRIDGE: These
follow shots are
of the altarpiece from Mission

San Carlos Borromeo
de Carmelo.

Look at the detail.

Absolutely exquisite.

Well, that's it for today.

The department field trip
to Carmel is a go for this
weekend.

And I checked the
sign-up sheet.
We've full capacity.

Those of you attending will
receive extra credit
upon your return.

I'll have somebody
take my place.

I'm sorry, Professor Eldridge
did say the...

-Carmel trip is full?
-Yes.

Ah, I was wondering if you'd
make an exception.
Um...

I normally wouldn't ask,
but I started my paper on
Junipero Serra

-and I was wondering...
-(CHUCKLES)
Jason,

you should've thought
about this from the sign-up
sheet was posted.

-You will have to take it up
with someone else on the list.
-Yeah, I know.

lf there are any cancellations
I'll let you know.

Yeah of course.

Weak.

Really?

Sheila and Michael
are such a cute couple,

and you,
trying to come between them.

-You're just jealous.
-Jealous?

Sheila's going to love my big,
bulging brain.

Let's see it then.

Fucking!
Hate California.

-Jason, what is it?
-What's wrong?

I don't know.

I was supposed to go visit my
grandmother near Carmel but...

I missed the sign-up
for Eldridge's trip.

Why don't you fly?

Kind of on a tight budget.

Mamaw, she just had
both hips replaced.

And she could use some
cheering up, but Eldridge
is being a hard-ass.

-Sheila and I signed up
for that trip.
-Yeah?

Yeah, she's dragging me.

Says I could use
a little culture.

A little culture never
killed anyone.

I have an idea,
would you guys be willing
to visit her for me?

I have some things
you could give her.

Sure, yeah,
but I got a better idea.

Why don't you just take
my place on the trip?

-(JASON CHUCKLES)
-Michael, you and Sheila
planned this.

I don't know, really,
we're mature enough
to spend a weekend apart.

Are you sure?
You've been
looking forward to this trip.

I was only going to Carmel
to be with you.

Why don't we give
Jason a chance to see his
grandmother?

(JASON CHUCKLES)
Um...

Wow, I'm speechless,
but I wouldn't even
consider it

unless it's okay with Sheila.

-Sure.
-Okay.

You guys are saints, really.
I mean, I can just see her
face now.

-It's the least we can do.
-Thanks, you guys.

-Careful, don't try
and steal her.
-(CHUCKLES) Yeah.

Come on, we'll go
tell Eldridge.

"Mamaw?"

You never wanted to fuck me
more than right now.

It'll pass.

-(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
-Come in.

Hey!

What's wrong?

Alison,

I love you.

What?

I love you.

Please say something.

I can't believe you
just said that.

I'm sorry.
I can't help it.

I don't know what to say.

David, your fiance,
are you in love with him?

-We're engaged.
-But are you in love with him?

-Because if you aren't...
-Patrick, I can't talk to you
when you're like this.

-What do you mean?
-No, not until you can
talk to me rationally.

I am rational, I promise.

So let me say my piece.
Please?

I love you.

And I think you might love me.

I'd never ask you to
compromise your relationship
for a one-night stand.

Patrick, don't mistake
any of the feelings
that I've shown you for love.

We're friends.

Just because the person
I love,

isn't here now doesn't mean
you can take advantage.

-You're not in love with
David.
-Patrick, stop it.

Don't tell me
who I'm in love with.

But you're spending four years
apart, if you're in love,
you'd never do that.

(ALISON SIGHS)

You know, just because
you can't imagine
a relationship

-that's based on maturity
and trust...
-Maturity and trust?

You sound like a bank.

If you felt any love for
David, any passion,
you wouldn't be here.

-You're wrong.
-I'm right.

-I want you to go.
-Alison.

Go!

-How's it going?
-Right on schedule.

Yeah?
Well, I'm ahead
of schedule.

-Where are you going?
-Carmel.

With Michael and Sheila?

Nope.
Just Sheila.

What? You look surprised.

No.

Look, is it really
that crazy that I'm better
at this than you are?

ALISON: No, he just said,
"I love you"
out of nowhere.

CASSIDY: God, what was
he thinking?
ALISON: I know.

CASSIDY: You're practically
married.

It's so important to our
family and the two businesses.
It's like a legacy.

I mean, David and I have been
meant for each other since...

Forever.

You sound disappointed
by that.

When I first brought up
going to school
out here to David.

You know what he said?

"Go."

And I wanted him to say that,
but then when he did,
I just

I got this weird feeling,
and...

-I found myself wishing
that he'd said...
-No.

It's awful, isn't it?

I mean, he's so
great about it but...

I just found
myself wishing that
he'd be protective...

Love me too much to let me go.

And he didn't and...

It made me wonder.

-Now I don't know.
-What about Patrick?

Patrick?

I care about Patrick,
I'm just, I'm not attracted
to him.

I understand.
(CHUCKLES)

Even if I were,
it's just like,

it's like I'm waiting for
something or someone.

It all sounds terrible,
doesn't it?

No, not at all.

(SIGHS)

(LAUGHS)

One sec.

I probably shouldn't
tell you this, but you're
closer than you think.

-Excuse me?
-That fiance of Alison's
isn't a lock.

-Really?
-Don't lube up yet.

She wants to trade up,
not down.

Maybe if you looked
more like...

Brent.

Let's see, what were her exact
words? Oh, yeah.
"Patrick? I care about him...

"I'm just...
I'm just not
attracted to him."

What, doesn't seem fair?

Life's not fair.

Hi, I, uh, I came
to say I'm sorry.

It wasn't until now that I
realized what your friendship
means to me, and...

-What's that?
-The world.

I respect your relationship
with David, I do.

And, if all I can have is your
friendship, that's fine.

Just please don't shut me out.

So you're okay with
just being friends?

Best friends.

-Good night.
-Thanks, Patrick.

Okay. Bye.

I better go.
I'll miss you.

-Have fun, I love you.
-Take pictures, okay.

-(CHUCKLES)
I'll call you tonight, okay.
-Cool.

I'll keep a close eye on him.

You stopped kissing first.

-I can't believe she told
you about us.
-Yeah.

I can't make her love me
if she doesn't.

It isn't you, Patrick.

You're right.
(CHUCKLES)

God, if she only knew how
many guys
her fiance scared off.

-Really?
-Yeah.

-How many? Who?
Come on, tell me.
-Well...

-Brent Patterson?
-Brent, and Josh Sloane.

Wait, I thought
Brent Patterson
had a crush on Cassidy.

He's tired of her leading
him on, or so I heard.

What's your
Brent Patterson fantasy?

Cop.

Personal trainer.
(BOTH LAUGHING)

You know, he has
a little fantasy about you.

All right...

-Come on, you said...
-No. I know what I said,
but no.

-(LAUGHING)
-No.

Native Americans
helped to complete the

construction
of the Carmel Mission in 1771.

This is the stone that
commemorates the life of the
founder of this mission.

Okay, everybody,
let's move on.

Take this.
Hey.

Come with me.
(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(SHIVERS)

Wow.
(CHUCKLES)

Yeah, it's, uh...

It's definitely beautiful.

-Never thought
I'd be cold in California.
-Oh.

-Thanks.
-Yeah.

-Is that better?
-Yeah.

I, uh...

-I gotta go.
-Where?

-My grandmother's, remember?
-Right.

Right, okay.

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

I'll be back.

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

We have to talk.

What do you mean
we have to talk?

This isn't working out.
I'm sick of feeling
like your boy-toy.

Fine, I wouldn't have slept
with you anyway.

-Seriously?
-Seriously.

Go blow-dry your hair or lift
heavy stuff or whatever
it is guys like you do.

-Wow.
-Yeah, I know.

Okay.

Cheers, mate.

-Hello.
-Hey.

-Brent. (CHUCKLES)
-Alison.

-Um, I was just leaving.
-You mind?

No.

Hi.

(THUNDER CRACKING)

She's a tough old gal.

She gave me this...

For good luck.

I'm glad you came.

Me too.

Are you a risk-taker?

It depends...

On the risk.

How about a coin toss?
It's the simplest of risks.

Heads, tails, win or lose.

First, for this dollar here.
Heads or tails?

Heads.

Heads. It's yours.

-Now for the relationship.
-(CHUCKLES) What?

Our relationship.

We flip to see what it is.
I mean,
you're confused, right?

So am I.
Are we buddy-buddy or...

I got it...

Master-slave.

(CHUCKLES)
Quit it.

Whoever wins the flip
decides who's master

and who's slave,
just for the night.

Slave is slave,
and master's master.

-So, what's this all about?
-What do you mean?

Dinner, flowers...

It's all just a little...

Sudden.

Look at all the stars tonight.

You know, they say that
you can see the Crab Nebula.
Wow, look...

(CAMERA CLICKING)

ALISON: Oh.

ALISON: Ah.

(ALISON MOANS)

What are you trying to do?

I'm saying, play with me.

-Stop it, Jason.
-Why?

-Why? You know why.
-Michael?

Yes, Michael.
Of course, Michael.

(SIGHS)

Look, I want you, Sheila.

I want you so bad.

You've imagined what it would
be like to be with me,
haven't you?

Please.

You have.

The more you try and hide it,
the more it shows,
like at the church today.

Admit it, you want to
do this with Michael off
somewhere else.

No, I don't.

Heads or tails?

Heads or tails?

-Jason. (CHUCKLES)
-Come on.

Tails.

Tails.

So who are you?

Master or slave?

Master or slave?

Slave.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

Not yet.

Not yet.

Michael.

It's Jason.

Yeah, we're fine.

Yeah, she's right here.
Hold on.

Keep talking no matter what.

No matter what.

Hey, baby.

MICHAEL: Hey, I haven't heard
from you.
How are you?

-Good, how are you?
-MICHAEL: Okay.

-I miss you.
-SHEILA: I miss you too.

-Yeah, so tell me everything.
-Oh, Carmel's beautiful.

-MICHAEL: How's the weather?
-It's pouring rain?
Huh?

-SHEILA: What?
-Sheila honey, what are
you guys doing?

-Um, just hanging out.
-MICHAEL: You sound weird.

-What?
-MICHAEL: I said,
you sound weird.

MICHAEL: Is something wrong?

(BREATHING HEAVILY)
No.

You're sure you're okay?
(SHEILA BREATHING HEAVILY)

MICHAEL: Hello?
Honey,
what are you doing?

What?

Sheila,
you're freaking me out.

-MICHAEL: What's going on?
-I'm fine.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

-MICHAEL: Sheila.
-What, baby?

-MICHAEL: Are you okay?
-Yeah.

Uh-huh, I'm gonna...
I'm gonna call you back.

Wait, wait, wait. Hon.

(MOANING)

Sheila.

(KNOCK ON THE DOOR)

-Who is it?
-It's me.
It's Alison.

Oh, my God, what happened?

(SOBBING)

I cheated on David.

Brent?

Look, you made a mistake.
All right?
Don't worry, it's all...

No, it's not okay.
You don't understand.
(SOBBING)

David trusted me to
come out here.

David does not have to know,
sweetheart.

It's not just David.
It's my family,
it's his family, it's...

You don't have to
tell them anything.

-I don't feel good.
-Just don't tell them.

-I just, I have to go.
-Are you sure?

-Yes.
Thank you.
-You're gonna be okay?

Yes, I'm sure.

(KNOCK ON THE DOOR)

Come in.

-Alison.
-Patrick.

What's wrong?
What's wrong?
Shh...

(ALISON SOBBING)

Tell me, was he good?

Did you keep something
to remember him by?

-What?
-Brent.

Did you keep something
to remember him by?

You know?

Open it.

-I don't understand.
-You will.

-These are...
-A little out of focus.

I'm not really much
of a photographer, but I'd
say they turned out okay.

Don't you think?

-How did you...
-Quiet, shh...

-What are you doing?
Patrick!
-I said, quiet.

Now, you listen to me,
and you listen good.

Somewhere in this dorm,
there's an envelope addressed
to David Crestwood

at 7348 Ram Place, Newport,
Rhode Island.

Now in that envelope are more
pictures just like these,

so if you don't keep
your fucking mouth shut

that envelope's
gonna find a mailbox.
Do you understand me?

-Do you understand?
-Yes.

Good, because if you don't...

Your fiance's not gonna be
the only one who sees these.

I've got some for his family,
for your family...
Oh, stop crying.

They're not gonna go anywhere
if you just show me
the fucking respect I deserve.

I...

-How? How?
-Put Brent up to it?

I paid him 500 bucks
to forget about Cassidy
and sleep with you.

Shh...
Don't tell anyone.

He asked for a 1000,
can you believe that?
(CHUCKLES)

He must have student loans
to pay off.

Either that, or you
just really aren't his type.

Oh, you are sick! Ow!

Who's sick? I cared
for you, and you rejected
me for David Crestwood

who you just betrayed
for a fucking piece of ass.

David was good enough for you,
Brent was good
enough for you...

And now I'm good enough
for you.

Patrick, please don't
do this.

Yeah, of course
I called her back, but there's
no fucking answer. Shit!

Maybe I'm wrong,
but it sounded
like they were...

-I mean, am I crazy?
-I could see it between them.

You don't know Jason.
He can't control himself.

Oh, I am gonna kill him.

You do, and the whole campus
will hear the story.

-What am I supposed to do?
-Well, there is one thing.

(SONG PLAYING)

-Thank you.
-It's been my pleasure.

-So where's Michael?
-Off, thinking of me.

Why, is something wrong?
I mean, other than with
Mamaw's hips.

You've been meddling.

Why does it matter to you
what I do with Michael?

You're jealous.
You are.

You said you didn't
want to fuck me.

I never said I didn't
want to fuck you.

Admit it, you care about me.
All this and brains too?

-I think it's you
who's jealous.
-You might be right.

Jason,
I can't believe you don't want
to see the pictures.

Not interested.

Oh come on.
So it's a tie.
We're still roommates.

-I didn't know you
had it in you.
-Yeah? How's Alison?

After this kinda thing, they
either gain or lose weight,
and I'm...

Guessing she'll lose weight.

What? She needs to drop
the freshman 15.

-I told you.
What you did was wrong.
-What about you and Sheila?

We both had a good time.
What did Alison
ever do to you?

You have no fucking idea.

-I'm out.
-Too late.

-This is weird.
-What is?

Well, Patrick and I don't have
anything going on,
and I'm not bored.

How do you feel?

-Happy.
-Me too.

One truth?

One?

After you saw me
mind-fuck Michael into
replacing him on that trip...

Did you ever
fantasize about me?

Maybe.

(SONG PLAYING)

(LAUGHING)

JASON: Do you believe
in second chances?

If I died and I got the
chance to come back
for one day, any day...

I'd choose this one.

Mmm...
That is so pathetic.
(LAUGHING)

-Seriously,
that's your best material?
-It's not material.

It's how I feel, here.

Now, does that feel like a guy
who's using material?

God, Cassidy, when I look
at you, I can barely
put two words together.

Then don't.

Slow.

Slow works for me.

There's something
I need to tell you.

I'm having dinner
with Patrick tomorrow.

-I'm sorry?
-We set it up a while back.

He insisted.
I have to get rid of him.

Yes, well, you try
and keep your food down.

This better be good.

Do you ever wonder
why we are the way we are?

-What do you mean?
-Morally out there?

I'm not quite
so far out there, but I was
born with certain qualities.

I wanted to take
advantage of them.

I was born without
those qualities.
When people met me

they were unimpressed,
so I had to impress
myself on them.

I admire you, Cassidy,
and I want you.

I already gave you that.

If I had satisfied you,
then you would've
been suspicious.

But let me satisfy you now.

Tie you to the bedpost.

I'm a master at two things:
causing girls pain,
and pleasure.

I've already caused you pain.
That leaves one thing.

You and I are alike.

Sleeping with you now
would just seem incestuous.

(SONG PLAYING)

We didn't even
make it past sake.

Tell me.

Patrick said something
about how we're alike.

No, we're different from him.

See, we're fucked up,
but he's...

Well, he's fucked up.
(CASSIDY CHUCKLES)

Pay less attention to Patrick
and more to me.

-Why so protective?
-Because.

-Because?
-Just because.

Just because?

Because I care about you.
Do I have to spell
it out for you?

If I don't want you
eating with Patrick,
it's because, yes I'm...

I'm jealous,
and I'm worried.

What do you want?

And that's not all.

My dad's talking
about expanding his property
holdings out west.

Yeah?

I'm thinking about staying
in Southern California.

We need to talk.

Maybe later.

Now.

-I know a good exterminator.
-Ha ha.

This will take a second.

What's up?

I have a proposition for you.

I told you, I'm out.

Are you telling me
you're satisfied?

Weren't Alison
and Sheila enough?

Alison and Sheila
were nothing.

Fish so small we had to throw
them back while
the big one got away.

The big one?

There's only one girl
worth competing for now.

First we cooperated
and fucked her...

And then she suggests
our little competition.

What's left except
competing for Cassidy?

No, I'm not
competing for Cassidy.

Fuck you.

You're practically
in her pants already.

No, we're taking things slow.

So you'll be pissed
if I get up her first?

This began with Cassidy,
you and me, this has to end
with Cassidy, you and me.

You two suddenly
have these feelings, what
the fuck are you afraid of?

-Not you.
-What's wrong?

You're trying
to win her anyway.

Beat me.

Rub my nose in it.

You know you want to.

Oh, don't be a fucking pussy.

-What do I win?
-To make it official?

One dollar.

Good luck.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

You got my note.

Pretty serious stuff.

So let me get this straight,
you're in love with me?

Sucks to be me.

So did you uh...

Did you change your mind?

I've come to say
that I've figured you out.

You've noticed that Jason
and I are in love, and you're
trying to break us up.

What?

You know I don't
fall that easy.

You and Jason have
always had a thing.

But we only just fell in love.

So you only
just started caring.

Cass, I've always cared.

Do you care that
no one's ever gonna fall
in love with you?

I don't know
if you can love.

But you like
hating more anyway.

Are you uglier on the outside
or on the inside?

When you've been ignored
as long as I have, we'll see
what you do to get noticed.

Take it from me sweetheart,
you would rather get
fucked than ignored.

I guess so.

You can't sweep me
under the rug...

Anymore than my fucking
parents, my fucking school
or this whole fucking world.

You sweep too much
under the rug

suddenly the rug's
not big enough
to cover it all.

You really love Jason.

-Yes.
-And he really loves you?

Yes.

You sound so sure...

But love is blind.

It's too late to
change my mind.
I'm meeting Jason at 8:00.

Jason doesn't love you.

What if I said,
not once, but twice now...

You've been the prize
in one of our little contests?

What if I said Jason
and I made a bet

to see who could
make you forget
what we did to you

and fuck with your
mind and body
all over again?

Did you hear what I said,
Cassidy?

Jason doesn't love you.

He just wants to fuck you
so he can win the bet.

That's not true.

You know it is.

Jason wouldn't do that to me.

You know Jason.

It was as much
your bet as it was his.

Yeah,
but I'm telling you about it.

Do you think Jason
was going to tell
you about it?

Trust the truth.

I want you, Cassidy.

I don't want you
under false pretenses.

I want you here and now.

I can't.

I've never met
anyone like you

and you've never met
anyone like me.

I am the only guy
on the face of the earth

who's worthy to be
in the same room with you.

For once,
I'm telling it like it is.

Trust me.

You can tie me down.

For you.

Jesus.
What happened?

You had to choose
between me and Patrick...

And you chose Patrick.

If it's Patrick you want...

Jason, Jason, Jason.

I crossed the finish line
a half-hour ago.

But don't feel bad,
I've never won by less.

How could you?

I really loved you.

I loved you too.

There's no such thing.

Now I'd like you both
to leave me alone.

First I want Jason to tell me
what it's like to be a victim.

Fuck you.

(CHUCKLES)
Actually,
you're both my victims.

-Why?
-Because you were in love...

And now thanks to me
you're not.

See what happens
when you underestimate?

We underestimated
the evil in you?

You underestimated the evil
in yourselves.

So you don't know
what it feels
like to be a victim?

-No.
-I'd love to teach you.

Sorry, I've got plans.

I'm sorry too.

But once you've been
convicted of my rape,
you won't be making any plans.

Oh, I thought we weren't
going to tell him.

Sorry, I just had
to see his face.

You know,
she's gonna charge you
with sexual assault.

I'm sure the authorities
will be sympathetic.

Semen samples, fingerprints...

Wrist abrasions...

Torn clothes...

Plus one
of your sleeping pills...

In my bloodstream.

Recognize?

Jason swiped them.

I just took one myself...

But the doctor won't know
the difference.

(MOCK CRYING)
Patrick came over to talk...

But he must have slipped
something into
the wine because...

(SIGHS)
I started to feel sleepy.

And then...

He locked the door.

And then he grabbed me and...

He tried to tie me down.

(SNIFFLES)

(CASSIDY EXHALES)

I tried to struggle,
but the knots were so tight.

And then...

He raped me.

If only I had arrived in time.
I mean, I could've helped.

(SNIFFLES)
See what happens
when you underestimate?

You took me so lightly.

So I suggested
the Sheila-Alison thing...

Because I knew
a competition for them...

Would lead to
a competition for me.

Alison was a tough nut
until I dangled Brent
in front of you.

And that's when
you got the idea

that maybe Brent
could go places you couldn't.

And what do you know...

Your little game with
Sheila and Alison ended
in a photo finish

which led you right back
to you-know-who.

Only you weren't
competing for me

you were
competing against me.

And this time,
Jason and I got
to each other first.

After what you did to Alison,
I was happy to help.

So...

Here's your dollar.

I'm looking forward to having
my own room.

And you're off to prison...

Where the sex
is never boring.

The police should be
out front right about now.

They were called
20 minutes ago.

You're a fucking bitch!
They will never believe you.

Right the first time.

(KNOCK ON THE DOOR)

Open up.

Would you mind telling me
what this is all about,
please?

We'll let you know
down at the station.

I'm... I'm not sure exactly.

I think he slipped something
into my drink.

PATRICK: This is ridiculous.
It's her word against mine.

And she's lying.

-I don't have
to say anything.
-We know.

But I want to clear
my name from the lies
of a jilted convicted person.

I think you should know,
Mr. Bates, another victim
has come forward.

Watch your head, now.

Come on guys, back up.

Tell me how this ends.

Ends?

You and me.

It's still kind of soon.

Well, if it means anything,
I'm done playing games.

What you did,
it wasn't easy...

But I know why you did it.

-Why?
-Because after everything

that we put you through,
you finally wanted out.

Wrong.
(LAUGHS)

I wanted back in.

See, Patrick's out of the way,
Prince Christopher's
had time to heal...

10,000 bucks says
I can be down those
swim trunks by midnight.

(CHUCKLES)
What about us?
I mean...

The only problem fucking
with someone
as twisted as yourself

is you're fucking
with someone
as twisted as yourself.

Well?

I knew you'd understand.

Did you have a nice swim?

Yes, thank you.

Let's go get a drink.

Why the hell not?

(SONG STARTS PLAYING)

(CHUCKLES)

(LAUGHS)