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[thunder cracking over rumbling ambiance]

[dramatic, quiet tense electronic music]

[yearning guitar]

[expressive, vaguely ominous orchestral music]

[pills rattling]

[expressive electronic music]

[book rustling]

[expressive electronic music]

[piercing high-pitched tone over ominous electronic music]

[rhythmic and pleasant rock music]

♪ Don't you forget the consequences

♪ Put your faith in our hands

♪ How strong we are with our convictions

♪ Don't complete the plan

- What'd you put in it this time, Jeff?

- Uh, let's see, I got uh, a little kale,

uh, oranges, green apple, ginger.

Gotta have my ginger, mm, and chia seeds.

- Like the Chia Pet?

- Yes, just like the Chia Pet.

♪ Have I had enough

[knocking on door]

- [Kyle] Hello, Drew, I need you to move your car.

♪ Have I had enough

[pounding on door]

Get up, I gotta be on campus!

- [Drew] [groans] What time is it?

- [Kyle] 8:15.

- [Drew] Shit!

- Huh, what happened, I thought you had class.

- Yeah, started 15 minutes ago.

♪ All you need is only what you know

♪ Don't take chances, take your medicine

[rhythmic rock music with expressive strings]

- See, lobbyists and special interest corporations,

they are saturating the political landscape,

but, uh, if we impose these reforms on unions,

we'll essentially make them effectively powerless.

[door thudding]

Oh, let's see, 8:46, right on time.

[scoffs] OK, so where was I?

Oh, yeah, do we impose rules and regulations

on those who contribute

to politicians and political parties,

or do we hold those politicians

and political parties to a higher standard?

Transparency, people, that is the word for today,

and that word will get you blacklisted on the Hill.

OK, everyone, that's it. [students chuckling]

I will see you on Monday, good class.

Good questions, I like the fact that you all stayed awake.

I'll have your papers ready to hand back on Monday.

Mr. Dawson, a word, please.

[students chattering]

Be safe, everyone,

have fun, not too much.

- Sorry about that.

- Well, I, I wish it was your less-than-stellar attendance

that had me pull you over, but I'm afraid it isn't.

Let's see here.

Ah, remember this?

I rarely give F's,

but I'm afraid an act of plagiarism has been committed.

- Plagiarism?

- Yeah, plagiarism, may I? [paper rustling]

OK, page three.

This entire paragraph here is lifted directly

from politicsfordummies.com.

Really, politicsfordummies?

And on page four, [paper rustling]

all of this about Hoffa and his rise

into leading the Teamsters, all this comes from Wikipedia.

I could go on and on here.

Non-cited sources, not even one original thought

that I could think of in this piece.

- I swear I didn't plagiarize,

I thought what I was doing was--

- Was what, you, you, you're telling me

that you didn't cite other people's work,

and you use it as your own?

- I don't know, I, I thought I cited them correctly.

- Right, OK, well, I'm sorry, Mr. Dawson,

but I'm, I'm gonna have to report you to your dean.

- Sir, please, don't, I promise you,

I didn't do this on purpose, uh.

I [groans], with, uh, school and other classes,

and football now, and law school stuff,

and some personal matters [sighs],

I've just been a little overwhelmed.

- Well, why didn't you think you could come to me before?

- I don't know, I figured you get excuses all the time.

- Yeah, you're right, I do.

[sighs heavily] I'll tell you what.

This is what we're gonna do.

You're gonna hand in a new paper on Monday.

One non-cited source, I'm gonna report you for plagiarism,

and if you come to my class even one minute late again,

I fail you, do you understand?

- Yes, sir, I understand.

- OK, good, I will see you Monday on time.

- [Drew] Thank you, sir.

♪ Go, show me

♪ Well, I'm back

[coach and players counting over rhythmic hip hop music]

- [Coach] Spread 'em!

To the middle!

Ready, spread, one!

[coach and players counting over rhythmic hip hop music]

[players clapping]

♪ Godzilla can hear me around the corner

♪ I'm an animal, vicious, you know I wanna

♪ So I don't need to act, sip a Corona

♪ Unleash elite trigger, I fought in the middle

- [Quarterback] Pistol, double slot,

power right, on one, on one!

- [Coach] Go, go, go!

- [Jeff] An act of plagiarism has been committed.

- [Guard] Raven, raven--

- [Player] Man press, man press.

- I got man, I got man!

- Dawson, Radar, fix Dawson! [player shouting]

- [Coach] Dawson!

- [Radar] Come on, man--

- Come on, get your head outta your ass!

Get up there! [Radar chattering]

- We don't got time for this [whistles]!

Dawson, here. - Come on, let's go!

- Jake, fill in Dawson!

Is there somethin' that you'd rather be doin' right now?

- No, sir.

- Then you wanna tell me why this is the fourth time

you lost coverage today?

I mean, you pull this shit tomorrow,

and I will beg Mizzou to put your ass

on the bus back with them to Columbia!

Somethin' goin' on outside of football?

- [Drew] No, sir.

- Then where's your head at?

- It's here, sir.

- Prove it!

You're one of our leaders, Dawson.

Freshman can do this shit, but not you.

Come on, get your ass back out there.

Jake, out, second, Dawson!

Let's go, stay sharp! [Stan clapping]

Jesus!

- [Radar] Yo, D, yo,

what the fuck happened to you today, kid?

- I missed a few plays.

- A few plays, are you kidding me, man?

Tomorrow's a big day, yo, you can't be messin' up like that!

- Tomorrow's game day, today's practice.

- Come, oh, really, OK.

Practice how you play.

- Ha ha, you been talkin' to Coach, huh?

What you gotta say now? - Aw, man whatever, man.

- Yo, come on, just get your head

in the game, baby, come on!

- I'll be good for tomorrow.

- All right, whatchu doin' right now, whatchu doin'?

You wanna kick it before dinner?

- I wish, I can't.

I gotta go to the student center, write this paper.

- You gonna do that now?

- I have to, teacher's on me about it.

- A'ight, yo, you think we can get a few more addies?

[distant whistle screeching]

- I'm kinda runnin' low.

- Come on, man, just a couple more.

You saw the game I had last week.

- Uh, one time.

- Really, you gonna do it or no?

- Yeah, I'm gonna do it.

- All right, thank you, man.

[dramatic piano over ominous orchestral music]

- We gotta win tomorrow.

[pills rattling]

How many--

- [Radar] Two, just two, yeah, two's good.

All right, thanks a lot, bro.

I appreciate this, man, I really do.

- Well, good.

- You good, though, man, you good?

You wanna talk or anything? - Nah, I just gotta

get on this paper. - A'ight, kid, yo, holler at me

if you want a break, a'ight?

- Ah, see ya at dinner.

- I'll bust that ass at Call of Duty!

[ominous piano]

[Drew sighs]

- OK, so they go back to his place after dinner,

and before you know it, they're making out on the couch.

After a while, he gets up to go to the bathroom,

and she realizes, you know,

if their make out sesh is gonna continue onto the bedroom,

then she needs to take her extensions out, you know?

So she unsnaps them and she hides them

under the couch cushions.

So, you know, the next morning, she gets up.

She goes to class and she's like,

"Oh my God, I forgot my extensions!"

And she tries to find, like, any excuse to come over

after class that day, but he's busy,

so it's not a go, so she figures

no way anyone's ever gonna find them, right?

Well, he invites her over to drink with him

and his roomies last night [laughs],

and what does his friend, Joe, wearing on his head

when she walks in, oh, yes,

the extensions. - Oh my God!

- They all end up getting drunk together,

and they just, like, burn them in the backyard.

So bad, it's like-- [Ashley groans]

- Oh my God, is that Drew?

- Um, yeah, OK.

You should go talk to him.

- OK.

- You really should.

You need to make it better!

- Is this--

- You look so good.

- [sighs] I'm nervous.

- Don't be nervous, you've been dating him for a year!

You're fine, good luck! - I know.

- I'll see you back at the house.

- [Kristen] OK.

- Hey.

Kristen and I were coming from class and I saw you.

Thanks for blocking me on Facebook.

I really miss you, Drew.

- If I do what you did, and hooked up with my ex-girlfriend,

you wouldn't even be talking to me.

- Drew, please.

I messed up, I know.

Look, I'm not blaming it on alcohol,

but with all the older girls in town for Homecoming,

every time I turned around, there was a shot waiting for me,

and as soon as I sobered up,

I got out of his car hating myself.

- Ashley, I don't wanna, I don't wanna hear it anymore.

All right?

- [sighs] Doesn't the last year mean anything to you?

- Does it to you?

- Babe, I love you so much!

You are my world, I would do anything,

anything to take back what I did, but I can't.

- Can we not do this now?

I really, I really

gotta write this paper. - Drew, please!

- [Drew] Ashley, I'm.

- [coughs] Speaking of papers,

have you told your mom about us?

I can't really risk her getting mad at me

and then jeopardize the paper

I'm writing on her for class, you know.

- Yeah, don't worry, I didn't tell her.

I gotta get back to this.

[expressive guitar]

- Is everything OK?

I feel like there's something else bothering you.

If it's me, look, I get it, I'll go.

[expressive guitar]

- It's nothing.

- Drew, you can talk to me.

It's OK.

- You can't tell anyone.

- [Ashley] OK. - I mean it!

- I don't want you runnin' your mouth

at the newspaper or your sorority, OK?

- I promise you, I won't!

- My teacher thinks I plagiarized this paper.

- Are you serious?

- [Drew] Yeah.

- [Ashley] Did you?

- No, of course not, I just forgot about it

until a few days before it was due,

and I rushed it, so I forgot a couple of sources.

- So are you in trouble?

- He's giving me to Monday to rewrite it,

but he said if I'm late one more time,

he'll report the plagiarism and then I'm,

I'm done with football.

- Do you want some help?

- [Drew] How?

- I could rewrite it for you.

- No, he already thinks I cheated.

Besides, what do you know about the history

of campaign finance reform?

- By Monday, I'll know plenty!

Just give me your notes and your book

and anything you've written, and I'll go from there.

You know how many paper's I've written

for the girls in the house.

- I'm just gonna do some more research,

be more careful, and get it done, but thanks.

- OK.

I mean, if you think you can do that,

plus your game and practice,

and everything else you've gotta do, then by all means!

- Hey, if I agree to this,

by no means does it mean we're back together

or that I forgive you.

All right, here, this is my book.

It's the first couple of chapters, and

I have some notes in here and I'll email you the rest.

- Um, just one more thing.

If I have any chance in hell at finishing this paper

as well as my sociology paper and the newspaper

and social chair stuff, I'm gonna need a little bit of help.

- How many?

- Eight, 10.

- 10? [pills rattling]

- Well, I mean, do you want it done?

I should be asking for the whole bottle!

[pills rattling over ominous piano]

[distant thwack]

[pills rattling over muffled student chatter]

- Oh, shit!

- Pss, gimme those, too!

- Look, Monday, 7:50 a.m. at A&S building,

not a minute late.

- OK, I got this.

Good luck tomorrow.

[rhythmic hard rock music]

[group shouting and chattering]

- Awesome win, fellas, awesome win!

- [Onlooker] Thanks.

- AJ, can I get a round of Fireballs?

- Yo, y'all are crazy, man.

Hey, bring it in, though, man, I love it!

[group chattering]

On the real, though, hey, we did it, baby!

We did it, we fucked them up!

That's all that matters to me,

we own this state, not Mizzou!

Hey, right here!

To us, to everyone.

MAMU!

- [Group] MAMU!

[glasses clanking over rhythmic hard rock music]

- We were front row when you scored that touchdown.

- Oh, fumble recovery, you like that?

- I did.

- Come drinking.

- [Woman At Bar] Yeah.

- Looks like it's time to get this party started!

After hours tonight, our place, have some fun

AJ, they're drinkin' on me tonight.

It's Fireball Saturday!

- You wanna drink?

- Yeah, gimme a beer, I'm gonna make a call real quick.

- [Kyle] All right.

[throbbing bass]

♪ What's up, ya'll,

♪ It's your boy LD, a.k.a. the Original Pancake

♪ I'm goin' the fuck out tonight

♪ Off work, gotta get trashed

♪ Me and my crew all up, out to get ass

♪ Sam comin' through with a bottle of the Cap

[melody jingling from phone over throbbing hip hop music]

♪ Cleaned up my room, we just 'bout to peep that

- Hey.

Oh, not much, I heard you guys won, congrats.

- Thanks, so, how's that paper goin'?

- Ah, workin' on it right now as well as my sociology paper

and my article for Tuesday.

Fun, fun, fun!

Did you know that Hoffa's middle name was Riddle?

Ironic, right, you know,

because his death was a riddle, get it?

- Yeah, I get it.

Hey, listen, uh, you didn't have to do this, you know?

- No, honestly, it's no big deal,

nothing I can't handle, you know?

Besides your little gift of pharmaceuticals

is helping me out tons with all my other stuff.

- Cool, well, if you need anything else,

just let me know and I'll see ya on Monday.

- Got it.

♪ Is a pregame, it's a pregame

[knocking on door]

- Hey.

- Aw, hey, yeah, close the door.

[Ashley sniffling over door rattling]

- Oh my God, you think I could have one?

- [Ashley] Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- How are you?

- There you go, I'm good, I'm good [sniffles].

Just, just got a lot to do, you know?

- [coughs] Yeah, so, um, are you coming out tonight?

- I can't, you know, I don't wanna fuck this up with Drew.

- What?

- I feel like I'm this close to getting him back, you know?

- [sighs] Yeah, I guess you have to.

All right, well, I'm gonna go over to Harpo's.

Jarrett's there with everybody else,

so we're just gonna hang out,

but he's having after-hours, OK?

So just text me if you finish your stuff.

- OK, I will.

- [Kristen] All right, see ya.

- Hey, tell Drew I said hi, OK?

- Oh, I will, trust me.

I'm gonna be talking you so much up

that by literally the time I'm done,

he's gonna be coming over to propose.

- [Ashley] Oh, Lord! [Kristen chuckles]

- [Kristen] I'll see ya.

- Have fun, be safe.

- Actually, do you think I could just have one more.

- [Ashley] Yeah, yeah, yeah, here.

I have it for ya right here.

- OK.

[quietly tense guitar]

[pulsing and tense electronic music]

[footsteps clacking]

- I have three minutes.

- Well, I'm here, so, finished at four this morning.

- All right, thank you, I gotta run.

- [Ashley] Wait, w-w-wait, I think that one's mine.

- Ashley, I have two minutes. -I must've left it at the house.

- Are you fuckin' kidding me? - I'll run back home and

get it. - He won't take it!

- Drew, I had like four papers I was writing!

- It can't be a minute late!

- Just, well, go talk to him at least!

[tense guitar over pulsing electronic music]

- OK, before we start this class,

I need to get a couple of things off my chest, all right?

These are serious things, they have nothing to do

with the class, but they're important to me.

- Can I speak to you for a minute.

- Sure.

Uh, I'm just gonna be a sec, you guys,

but this is important.

It has to do with all you Cards fans out there.

[tense guitar over pulsing electronic music]

Drew.

- I know you're not gonna believe me,

but I swear I had this paper on me

when I left my house this morning,

and I didn't realize until I got here that I don't.

I can go home and get it and be back in, like, 10 minutes.

- What did I tell you last week?

- [Drew] To have it in by eight a.m.

- And if you didn't?

- And then if I didn't, you'd fail me.

- Well, there you go.

I-I-I'm sorry, I gave you a second chance,

which is more than most of my colleagues woulda done.

- I know, sir, but I had [sighs]--

- Drew, I-I'm sorry. - Please!

- I have a class to teach. - Sir, sir!

- I have a class to teach.

- Can't you just give me [sighs],

I can go home and get the paper.

- Are you listening?

I need you to step aside.

- Please, sir!

- I need you to step aside.

[tense electronic music]

Step aside.

- I, I have the paper!

- I'm sure you do.

I need you to hear me right now, OK?

This is on you.

- Sir! [door rattling]

[Drew sighs]

[tense and ominous electronic music]

[students chattering]

I'm terrible at speeches, so bear with me.

If you haven't heard already,

I'm suspended for the rest of the season.

The dean of my school accused me of plagiarism,

and so now I'm out.

I made some stupid decisions and was,

was careless, and now, my actions aren't just affecting

me, but I hurt the entire team, and I'm sorry.

I can't play or practice, but I'll be supportin' you guys

from the sidelines, and I promise I'm gonna do

everything in my ability to be back on the field

for the bowl game, it's my number one priority.

Most of you know my dad never got a chance

to play in a bowl game while he was here

and how much that means to me.

I don't wanna bring you guys down off the Mizzou win,

so just keep that momentum goin'.

I just wish I coulda been out there with you guys.

Sorry, MAMU.

- MAMU!

- [All] MAMU, MAMU!

[group clapping]

- Locker room, c'mon!

[birds chirping over expressive rock music]

[distant traffic humming]

[patrons chattering over pleasant easy listening music]

- Well, this is the first time I'm hearing of this.

- And that concerns me.

You have to have a newspaper tell you

what's going on in your son's life?

- [Waiter] Your coffee, ma'am.

- [Kate] Thank you.

- [Waiter] Your Merlot, sir.

Can I interest you guys in any of our specials today?

- Eh, give us a minute, please.

- [Waiter] Yes, sir.

[pleasant easy listening music]

- You understand the ramifications

when it comes to race time, right?

You realize this will be a huge target on your back.

You're like a second daughter to me,

but I don't want to, and I will not,

waste any more of my money

if you don't stand a chance in the primaries.

- Believe me, Elliot, I'm gonna take care of this.

- Anything and everything is ammunition, Kate.

You need to, to explain this to him clearly!

Unfortunately, we're a nation of headline readers,

and the public will believe anything they're told.

- Well, if it gets dirty, we'll fight back.

- Do you know how much more that will cost?

Preventing things like this is the answer.

Look, your father was a great attorney

and one of the hardest workers

I have ever had the privilege of doing business with,

but you and I both know what he had in ambition and acumen,

he lacked in responsibility as a father and a husband.

His career completely consumed him.

You cannot be like that with Drew, not now.

- Trust me, nothing like this will ever occur again,

but I need to know you're still with me.

- [sighs] You have my word,

but if this happens again--

- It won't, it will not.

[birds chirping]

Plagiarism, are you kidding me?

- [Drew] Mom, I promise, I didn't mean to--

- Do you have any idea what this little act almost cost me?

My entire campaign could've been derailed because of this!

I'm in the national public eye now.

Your screw-ups are my screw-ups,

what the hell were you thinking about?

- I'm sorry, Mom, I just,

this semester, it's been killing me.

I, I was falling a little behind,

and I, I, I guess I got a little sloppy.

- Plagiarism?

- Mom, I didn't commit plagiarism.

- It's a little bit more

than getting a little sloppy, Andrew!

Jeez!

Are you taking your medication?

- [Drew] Of course.

- Well, if you're falling behind,

then maybe you ought to talk to Dr. Stephens.

I suggest maybe, maybe

upping your dosage.

Honey, you're severely hurting your own career here!

Do you understand, I mean, I have a lotta pull

at certain law schools, but it's not gonna do much good

if you can't meet me halfway.

- I'm gonna retake the class,

and they'll average both the grades,

and besides, I already have a 3.4.

- Above average.

That's what you wanna settle for, above average?

[scoffs] Mediocrity, Andrew, is for middle management.

Does this family look like middle management to you?

[paper thwacking on counter]

[sighs] I want you filling out these applications

before you go, and I registered you for those LSAT classes.

They start in January.

- [Drew] Mom!

- What, you wouldn't do it, so I had to!

Andrew, maybe it's a good thing

you got suspended from football!

So you can start focusing on what really matters.

Let's be honest, you don't have a future in football,

you have a guaranteed career in a firm

that your grandfather was a founding partner of!

I mean, most people, they would just kill for that chance!

[dramatic piano over vaguely ominous electronic music]

- I'm trying.

- Try harder.

I want you studying immediately,

and that is all you're doing this weekend.

[footsteps clacking]

[Drew sighs]

- I don't know, it has a numbing feeling to it.

Like getting punched in the stomach

and you're gasping for air, but you can't breathe.

It's suffocating.

One time against Temple last season,

it was third quarter, they had the ball on their own 42.

It was 2nd and seven, they run the play-action.

QB ends up dumpin' it to their fullback.

He's comin' around, everybody else is tied up.

I see him, I start haulin' towards him.

It was 15 yards out, 10, five,

their tight end comes out of nowhere.

Hits me, everything goes white.

Next thing I remember is sittin'

on the sidelines and it's blurry,

but slowly starting to come back into focus.

- Sorry, this is the concussion you're talking about?

- Yeah, but it's that feeling after,

of being confused, of not having a clue

about what's goin' on or how you got there

or where you're going.

That's what this feels like, but in a much bigger sense.

- Well, we all do things in life that we regret,

the question is how do you rebound from this, you know?

I mean, we helped you when your father died.

Now, we're gonna help you again now that this has happened.

- Yeah, but it's embarrassing, Dr. Stephens.

I mean, I have to walk around campus and everybody knows

that I let down the whole school.

- Right, well, that's why we're gonna nip it in the bud.

How's your prescription going?

- [Drew] It's good, I take it like usual.

- [Patrick] Mm.

- I talked with my mom and she thinks,

and I do, too, that maybe a--

- Yeah, right, maybe, uh, dosage increase.

- Yeah.

- She, um,

well, you know, you both may be right,

because the body can get used to a certain dosage

after time, and that's probably the case here.

- Whatever helps me to get back on the team.

- I agree.

So, we're gonna increase you 15 milligrams a day

for 60 days, see how you're feeling.

Then you call me, and we'll go from there, all right?

You know, you're at the age, Drew,

where life has handing you new responsibilities.

I'm just here to help.

[bird cawing]

- [Sportscaster] Greetings from Foreman Field.

It's a beautiful day here in Norfolk, Virginia,

as the Old Dominion Monarchs get set

to host the number 17, Missouri A&M--

- [Kate] Oh, what did Dr. Stephens say?

- Upped the dosage, agreed it would help.

- [Kate] Uh-huh, see, I told you he'd know what to do.

- [Sportscaster] With the leadership

of second-year coach Stan Thompson--

- [Kate] What are you doing?

- Watching the game.

- No, you're not, you're studying.

- Mom, I, I'll do it afterwards.

- Excuse me?

- Can I at least have it on while I study?

- You know what, you did this, not me!

[footsteps crunching]

- What, oh, come on!

Damn!

- [Kate] What's wrong?

- Uh, just studying.

- [Kate] What are you studying?

- European political systems.

- How's that going?

- Uh, it's going all right, I'm just a little confused

between the Bundestag and the Bundesrat.

- Mm, Germany's legislature.

The Bundestag and the Bundesrat.

[grunts] Did you finished filling out these school apps?

- Yep, I was up til three in the morning.

- Well, good for you.

You cannot escape the responsibility of tomorrow

by evading it today, Mr. Lincoln.

- [Drew] Sounded a lot like Grandpa used to.

- Hmm, well you know what,

because of your ADD, we need to, uh,

apply for extra testing time for your LSATs.

- Mom, I'm not disabled. - Honey, if you have

an advantage, you might as well use it.

I also wanted to talk to you about Thanksgiving.

I know we usually do something here,

but this year, Elliot's gonna fly me

to his golf retreat in Hilton Head

to rub elbows with some of his powerful friends.

- OK.

- I'm sorry about that,

but I'm sure Ashley's family would love to have you.

You know, I read her article about me, I was very impressed.

Did you know that she's not only gonna publish it

in the school newspaper, but she's gonna reach out

to other Missouri outlets as well?

I'm really looking forward to seeing her at the fundraiser.

It starts at seven, so make sure you're there on time.

Hello?

[dramatic guitar]

Honey?

- We broke up, Mom.

- What?

Why, when?

- [Drew] A few weeks ago, I don't know.

- Well, why didn't I know about this?

- I just, I don't know, I don't know, just, I don't know.

- [Kate] Well, why did you break up?

- Look, ask her about it, I just don't want her there.

- Honey, I mean [sighs],

I'm really sorry this happened, I am,

but what do you expect me to do?

I can't just now dis-invite her.

No, her entire grade depends on this project,

and we agreed to this before the semester began.

Besides, I hate to say it,

but it's free publicity for my campaign.

Do you have any idea how much publicity costs?

- Does she really have to be there?

I mean, can't you just give her

a Cliff Notes version of the evening?

- Are you, oh my God [sighs].

It's a little selfish, but sure, just come alone.

- Thank you. [Kate sighs heavily]

[footsteps crunching over expressive guitar]

[pleasant electro rock music]

[Drew sighs]

[pleasant electro rock music]

- I hope you all enjoyed your weekend.

Did anybody else have a heart attack watching that game?

[students clapping]

Well, a win is a win.

Just a reminder that your test is this Wednesday,

and before I forget,

I have an extra credit opportunity for you.

Tonight at Ellis Auditorium, New York Times journalist

Marla Scott is speaking at eight p.m.

I'm offering extra credit to anyone who attends

and writes a one-page summary.

Now, continuing on with today's lecture.

France and Germany's governments.

[students chattering]

- [Student] I know, I'm so excited.

[students chattering]

- [Classmate] I have no idea what happens--

- [clears throat] Ladies, if you could just calm down

a little bit, thank you.

We're gonna go ahead and start the executive meeting.

OK, first up, we have our social chair, Ashley.

How's the winter formal coming along?

- Formal is coming along nicely. Uh, it's gonna be at

the Jefferson City Country Club again.

Just booked the DJ, the shuttles will leave

out of our parking lot at six, dinner starts at seven,

and there will be a cash bar as well.

[fingers snapping]

- That's great, but I have some amazing news.

I got an email from Jennifer Finch, class of '78,

billionaire daughter of Henry Finch,

and she let me know that she would be in town

the weekend of the formal.

Yes, so I've invited her and her husband

as our Guests of Honor, and I let her know

that this formal will be the best one ever.

Uh, [fingers snapping]

so, whatever we did last year,

we have to bring to the next level.

[fingers snapping]

- OK, uh, well, what we have now is great,

and almost all of the semester funds

have been spent already,

so depending on how much more extravagant you want this,

we don't really have the money.

- Hmm, well, I was thinking, if we would allow,

some more funding for the set-up of the formal.

I mean, does anybody have any objections to that?

Great.

- OK, so, what else do you want?

- Oh, I don't know.

Perhaps, um, ice sculptures,

or we could get a sled and put Santa on it

and have everyone take pictures with him,

or, um, oh, oh! [fingers snapping]

[clears throat] How 'bout a reindeer, you know?

[fingers snapping]

- Uh, a reindeer?

I mean, you're, you're joking, right?

- I'm not.

Yeah, no, um, the more we wow Jennifer Finch,

the more money she's gonna give

to the house and your sisters.

[pleasant guitar]

OK, Ashley?

- OK, Lauren.

[Ashley sighs]

- [Kristen] Well, good luck with that reindeer.

- Right.

- [Kristen] Is she serious?

- I think so.

- [sighs] I know you're stressed, I'm sorry.

- Probably not gonna get any sleep this week,

but, you know, it's fine.

- Hey, hey, I'm going to help you!

- You know what would really help me?

- [Kristen] What?

- Can you get me some Adderall from Jarrett?

- Aw, you're having withdraws from Drew and Drew's Adderall!

- Stop!

- It's a joke, actually, I can't.

He's all out til after Thanksgiving.

- [Ashley] Are you serious?

- Yeah, he sells out, like, as soon as he gets it.

- [Ashley] God!

- Why don't you just fake symptoms,

go get your own prescription.

How do you think he gets his?

[pleasant piano over vaguely uneasy electronic music]

- Thank you for hosting me this evening.

It's great to be back in my home state of Missouri.

I'm a Mizzou grad, so don't hate me too much,

but at least we can all agree on our absolute disdain

for the Kansas Jayhawks. [scattered laughter]

Although I don't have a degree in journalism

and didn't set out to be a journalist or a reporter,

my law degree took me down several twisting career paths

that ultimately brought me to where most of you wanna be,

Congressional Reporter for the New York Times.

- David, life is full of surprises,

including seeing you here, but you're not getting

any extra credit, OK, I'll see you in class.

- Thanks, Professor Mueller.

- You got it.

[Jeff sighs]

[students chattering]

Drew, hey, I am so sorry about your football suspension.

That was never my intention.

- I didn't plagiarize that paper.

- Well, put yourself in my position, all right?

I-I treat all of my students equally.

It wouldn't have been fair to any of them

if I let you hand in that paper a third time!

- I get that.

- I'm not here to ruin kids' lives.

You need to be responsible,

you need to be accountable for your actions.

- I am taking responsibility for my actions.

That's why I'm here.

I need to come to things like this for extra credit now,

so I can get back on the team.

- Good, good to hear, keep it up.

- Well, listen, sorry, I've gotta run.

I've got a study for a European political systems test.

- Professor Grove?

- [Drew] Yeah.

- That's a tough class.

- [Drew] Yep.

- [Jeff] When's the test?

- Wednesday.

- [Jeff] Hmm, are those your notes?

- [Drew] Mm-hmm.

- OK, step into my office.

Come on, let's see what we got.

Come on, I don't bite. [pleasant piano]

Take a load off.

May I?

OK, so consider the U.S. Congress

with the House and Senate

when you're comparing Germany's legislature

of the Bundestag and the Bundesrat,

but the Bundestag is more powerful because it's the one

that comes up with the ideas for the bills and laws

and just needs an overall OK from the Bundesrat,

and if there's a disagreement, a conciliation committee

is set up to iron out their differences.

- That actually sounds a bit more efficient than Congress.

- [laughs] You got five or six hours

for me to air out my grievances?

- Think I have a lot still to do,

but, uh, it's definitely a start, so, thank you, sir.

- Uh, OK, you gotta can the sir right now, all right?

My name is Jeff.

- [Drew] All right, uh, thanks again, uh--

- [Jeff] Jeff.

- Jeff.

- My, my pleasure.

Listen, while I got you, uh,

do not be afraid to ask your teachers for help, OK?

It's why we're here.

We like to do it, that's why we took this job.

It's why we're around, all right?

- All right, will do.

- [Jeff] OK.

- Thanks, Jeff.

[hopeful piano]

[traffic humming]

- Seriously, just look at up close.

- Dude, I'm not lookin' at any man closely, bro.

- See, Aaron Rodgers is the love child

between Jake Gyllenhaal and Jon Hamm.

♪ I see you lookin' at me cynical

- You are so fuckin' real with this love child shit, dude!

- Drew?

- Yeah, maybe.

- Thank you.

- He said maybe.

- I'll take it. - Dude, ever since that girl

last year on spring break thought you were Jake

Gyllenhaal, you been on this shit!

That's some Brokeback-type shit right there.

That's what that is.

- I don't think I can quit you!

- [Drew] All right, enjoy practice, guys.

- You should come say, "What up!"

- Eh, I don't wanna piss Coach off.

- Whatta you mean?

With you bein' up in class and everything,

it'd be good for the younger guys.

What you talkin' about?

- Yeah, we just won, might as well take advantage

of him being in a good mood.

- All right. - Yeah.

- Come on.

- So with, uh, Jezelowski's hammy,

I'm not really sure exactly what we're gonna do.

- Yeah, we'll see with the--

- [Drew] Hey, Coach.

- Hey, hey, Dawson, how's it goin'?

- I was just droppin' Radar and Kyle off,

thought I'd stop by, but, uh,

if you don't want me here.

- Eh, man, stop it.

It's great to see you.

- Uh, congratulations on the win.

- Congrats, hey, look, Drew, you might be suspended,

but you are still an important part of this team.

It's just as much your win as it is mine, OK?

But hey, we missed your leadership out there.

We weren't mentally prepared after the Mizzou win.

How are classes coming?

- Studying like crazy.

I'll be back for the bowl game.

- That's what I wanna hear.

- Oh, you mind if I say hi to the team?

- No, no, go for it!

- [Drew] Thanks.

- Hey, Drew, if you're not doin' anything on Thanksgiving,

um, you wanna roll down with us to Hattiesburg?

I ran it by the AD just in case.

- Yeah, yeah, of course!

- Great, bus leaves from here

eight a.m. Thanksgiving morning.

Uh, we're gonna do a team Thanksgiving at the hotel,

and I let the guys go on Friday

so they can be home for the weekend.

- That's great, I'll be there.

- [Stan] Great, keep up the hard work, Drew.

[players shouting]

[quietly tense electronic music]

- Hello, Ashley, I'm Dr. Adams.

What brings you in today?

Ashley, Ashley?

- What?

- [Dr. Adams] What brings you in today?

- Oh, I think I had ADD.

- Oh, tell me about your symptoms.

- Uh, it's hard for me to concentrate.

I get distracted easily [sighs].

You know, I've, I've, I'm forgetting stuff all the time.

I'm, I'm all over the place.

- How long has this been going on?

- Years.

- What made you decide to come in and see me today?

- [Ashley] I, I didn't think I had a disorder

until I started researching it online.

- Oh, well, let's not get too ahead of ourselves.

Why don't you tell me a little bit about yourself,

about your jobs, classes.

- I take 18 hours of classes,

I write for the school newspaper.

Uh, sorority stuff, [sighs] internships.

- How are your stress levels?

[piercing electronic tone]

Ashley, how are your stress levels?

- Off the charts.

- [Dr. Adams] Hmm.

- And I have trouble sleeping.

You know, I feel like I'm always playing catch up.

- You know, I have a lot of people that come in here

and think they have ADD,

but like you, they just need to practice

a little more time management

and healthier lifestyle choices.

- No, I-I-I know I have ADD.

I did the research, even my friends think I have it.

- Changing your lifestyle is the answer,

not medication.

- [scoffs] So you want me to put that on a resume?

Instead of being social chair of my sorority,

I chose to relax?

- [Dr. Adams] Ashley. - Are you gonna get me a job

- at the St. Louis Post-Dispatch?

[expressive electronic tone]

[gunfire rattling from video game]

[controller clacking]

[gunfire rattling from video game]

- Hey, man, you wanna play?

[gunfire rattling from video game]

- [Drew] Uh, I gotta write this thing.

It's due tomorrow.

- Man, you always have something due.

I'm tellin' ya, make the jump to general studies,

we never have anything due.

Or to do, really.

[pills rattling over rattling gunfire from video game]

[rattling gunfire from video game]

- [Drew] Hey, I'm gonna get outta here.

- [Kyle] All right.

[knocking on door]

- It's open.

Hey, Drew, what's goin' on?

How'd the test go?

- Uh, good, I think.

Your notes helped, uh, but my brain was fried.

I, I didn't get much sleep, so.

- Uh-huh, so, what can I do for you today?

- Uh, I've got this paper comin' up,

and I tried talking to my teacher,

and that didn't really work out so well.

You mentioned reaching out for help

if you ever needed anything, so, you know,

your notes were really great the other day,

and I thought maybe--

- This is you asking me for some help?

OK, I see. - Yeah.

- [Jeff] So what class is it?

- 19th century European history.

- Ah, yes, the start of mass politics,

big business, railroads, spying politicians.

So glad to see that things haven't changed.

So tell me, is it the class itself

or structuring the paper, what is it?

- Phew, a little bit of both, actually.

- Gotcha, OK, hang on.

Let me see something here.

All right, um, I'll tell you what.

I got about an hour, so why don't we get outta here.

I'm starving, are you hungry?

- I haven't eaten today.

- OK, I'll take that as a yes.

You like Shakespeare's Pizza?

- [Drew] Yeah, who doesn't?

- All right, I'm buying. [Jeff claps]

OK, let's go.

Come on, after you.

[rhythmic country rock music with twangy guitar]

[patrons chattering]

- [Drew] Oh, present my thesis and intro.

Organize the body into three different sections,

and tie it all up at the end.

- Boom, there you go.

That's exactly how you write a good paper.

Hey, don't forget the citations.

- Yeah.

- Give, give me your pen, here.

This is my private email.

Email me that paper and I'll make sure it's formatted right.

- Appreciate it.

- You got it, can't believe I'm actually doing this, though.

- What, eat with a failed student?

- Mm-mm, eating with a Cardinals fan.

- Ho-ho, must be a Cubs fan.

What's it been, 105 years?

- [Jeff] 108, man, get your facts straight.

- What do they say Cubs stands for,

uh, completely useless by September?

- [Jeff] [scoffs] Come on, you're gonna give me that, now?

We just won the World Series!

OK, now, granted, we may not have as many titles as you.

- Well, if you wanna borrow

one of our 11 World Series trophies--

- You can keep 'em, and your St. Louis style pizza.

- [Drew] Imo's? - Sucks.

- [Drew] Come on, it's the best!

- It's the worst, the worst!

Provel cheese, oh my God!

This, this is good pizza,

and that's comin' from a Chicagoan.

- I never saw you as the pizza type,

always eatin' that green stuff in class.

- Mm, you should try some of that green stuff.

It's good for ya.

You ever had chia seeds?

- Uh, like the Chia Pet, no.

- Yeah, like the Chia Pet.

Long before chia seeds were sprinkled on plastic figurines

and sold at Walgreen's as pets,

the Aztecs, the Mayans, they ate it as proteins.

Endurance runners, they use it, too.

- [Drew] Are you a runner?

- Yeah, I've run a few marathons in my day.

Not tomorrow [chuckles]! [Drew laughs]

- You should after this whole pie of pizza.

Nah, that's pretty cool.

I'll have to eat some of those seeds then,

uh, before our game one time.

- Yeah, you should.

And speaking of eating, am I gonna have to inhale

this whole pizza myself, you haven't touched a thing!

- I guess I'm not that hungry.

- You said you hadn't eaten today.

- I, um, probably my dosage increase.

- [Jeff] What do you mean, dosage increase?

- For my ADD.

- You have ADD?

- Since I was 10.

- So, why are you increasing your dosage?

- Uh, my doctor said my body probably got used to

the previous dosage so upped me a little bit.

Uh, said it could help with everything goin' on.

- Well, you should eat something, OK?

You need to have something in your system.

So, you always wanted to play football at A&M?

- Yep, my dad used to play here, too.

My parents met here and, uh, then went up East

so my mom could go to law school.

- She still practice law?

- She's, uh, circuit attorney for St. Louis County,

and planning to run for, uh,

a seat in the U.S. House next year.

- No shit, what's her name?

- Kate Dawson.

- [Jeff] So how's that goin' for you?

- It's all right, I'm used to it.

- What about your dad, what does he do?

- Eh, he passed away.

- [Jeff] Mm, I'm sorry.

- No, it's all right, it happened a long time ago.

Car accident.

- [Jeff] Sorry.

So what's your major?

- Poli sci.

- What do you wanna do with that?

- Oh, law school.

- Law school, really?

- Yeah, law is in the family just like football.

- Mm, you know, uh,

I was supposed to go to law school.

And, uh, when I told my folks I wanted to be a teacher,

they acted like the sky was falling.

My, I got two older brothers,

and they're both doctors, so you can imagine

the standards that I was supposed to follow.

I mean, hell, my sister's considered a bigger success

than I am and she's just married a rich guy [chuckles].

See the point,

no, I'm serious. [Drew chuckling]

[laughs] She gets so much credit for that, it's crazy!

Here, Drew, you gotta do you, OK?

That's the whole secret, all right?

You're gonna be miserable in your life

if you choose a career that you don't love, OK?

- The only thing I love is football.

Suspension or not, that's gonna be over with soon, anyway.

- [Jeff] It doesn't have to.

- I'm not goin' pro.

- No, but you could be a coach

or a trainer or an analyst.

Figure out what you would do as a career

if you were paid nothing, OK?

And then figure out a way to make a living doing it.

If you're passionate and give it 110 percent,

the universe will have your back.

That's a promise.

Come on, eat up.

♪ Something in you feels like home

[pleasant big band music]

- But, Kate, I am so proud of you.

You've done such great things for this city,

and you are gonna do great things in Washington

representing this district.

- Aw, thank you so much, that's sweet.

- And Drew, I understand that you're gonna be

headin' off to law school soon.

- Um, yes, I am.

- Great, where ya headed?

- Illinois, maybe Michigan.

- Or Stanford or Northwestern.

- Northwestern, nice, what do you plan to specialize in?

- Corporate.

- Yeah, we feel he's best suited for corporate.

- If you have half the drive of your mom, you'll do great.

[Kate chuckles]

Kate, I know you need to mingle,

it's been great seeing you.

You guys have a great Thanksgiving.

Let me know what I can do for your campaign,

be happy to help.

- Absolutely, thanks so much. - All right, great seeing ya.

- Drew, nice to see you, good luck in law school.

[crowd chattering over pleasant big band music]

- Try to be a little bit more assertive when you speak.

[crowd chattering over pleasant big band music]

- What the hell is she doing here?

I told you we broke up!

- I'll be right over.

Hi, you look beautiful! - Good, thank you!

- Sorry if I'm late,

I had to stop by my parents' house first.

- Oh, that's fine, now come this way.

There's someone I'd like you to meet.

Elliot, Elliot, Ashley Ross,

this is Mr. and Mrs. Handle.

Mr. and Mrs. Handle are the hosts for this evening's gala,

as well as very generous contributors to my campaign.

- Elliot Handle, and my wife Elona,

pleasure to meet you, welcome!

- Ashley Ross, you have a beautiful estate.

Thank you for having me.

- Ashley is writing a piece for her journalism class

on making the leap from local to national politics,

and she is also a reporter for the school newspaper,

and she plans on publishing the piece after the semester.

- Wonderful, how do you two know each other?

- Ashley and Drew, they go to school with each other.

- You've surrounded yourself

with an amazing group of women, Drew.

Don't we all wish we could be that lucky, hmm?

[all chuckling]

So Ashley, what are your journalistic aspirations?

- Uh, last summer, I interned

at the St. Louis Post-Dispatch,

so I'm hoping after I graduate

I can, uh, make my home there.

[crowd chattering over pleasant big band music]

- [groans] Can I get another?

- [Bartender] Sure, what are ya havin'?

- Uh, whiskey and ginger.

Hit a shot. [glass clanking]

[crowd chattering over pleasant big band music]

- So are you just ignore me all night?

- Seriously, just don't even talk to me.

- I'm doing this for class.

What do you want me to do?

Jeopardize my grade just because we broke up?

- Well, you jeopardized other people's grades before, so--

- Oh, that's rich!

Maybe if you had taken some responsibility

in the first place, you wouldn't have been in that position!

Sorry for being selfless.

- Selfless, like when you had your tongue

down your ex-boyfriend's fuckin' throat?

I'm surprised he's not here as your date.

- Would you grow up!

You miss us, I know you do.

There's got to be some reason

that you didn't tell your mom that we broke up.

- Actually, I did tell her, but she didn't give a shit.

As usual, she chose her career first.

You know, you guys are actually

cut from the same cloth, aren't you?

- Fuck you!

- Wow.

You know, for such a talented, creative writer,

I would've expected a little more

eloquence.

[crowd chattering over pleasant big band music]

[glass rattling]

You're not even worth my time.

[crowd chattering over pleasant big band music]

[door rattling]

[door slams shut]

[door rattling]

- Andrew, honey, I need you back inside.

[door slams]

- I need to get outta here.

- What, no, you're not leaving here!

You're not gonna embarrass me in front of all these people!

- Oh, but it's OK for you to embarrass me?

- And, don't, [sighs] would you just please act

like an adult for once in your life?

[Drew scoffs]

- Hey, we're ready for you.

- All right.

Please--

- [Drew] Go, go!

- Please get back inside! - I'm leaving!

- I'm going back to Jeff City,

I'm flying down with the team tomorrow.

- You cannot drive, you've been drinking too much.

- I don't care.

- Andrew!

[tense guitar over ominous electronic music]

[phone clacking over tense guitar and electronic music]

[car horn honking]

[tires screeching]

[engine rumbles to a stop]

[tense guitar over ominous electronic music]

- 'scuse me!

Asshole.

- Fuck you.

- [Uncle Jack] What?

- [Nephew] Uncle Jack, come on!

- [Uncle Jack] You got a problem?

- [Nephew] We got places to be, man,

let's not mess with this.

- Nice parkin' job, by the way.

- Thanks, I'd park it on your mother's face.

- We got places to be.

- Drinking, gonna get in the car.

- [Drew] Back off!

- No, I don't think so! - Come on, man, come on!

- [Drew] Listen to your buddy or you get fucked up.

- Prove it, why don't you come get some?

[tense and menacing electronic music]

Punk-ass, stupid college kid!

[punch thudding over tense electronic swell]

[footsteps crunching]

- [Stan] There's the guard.

- [Player] Beautiful day, Coach.

- OK, you, too, man, all right, Willis.

All right, all right, lookin' good, lookin' good.

Hey, where's your roommate?

- I don't know, Coach,

he didn't sleep at our place last night,

and his phone goes straight to voicemail.

I know he was in St. Louis

for somethin' with his mom last night,

probably just stayed out there and didn't tell anybody.

[expressive, quietly uneasy electronic music]

[muffled chatter over uneasy electronic music]

[muffled chatter over expressive piano and electronic music]

[door rattling]

[muffled shouting over expressive electronic music]

[drawer rattling]

- [Officer] Happy Thanksgiving.

[drawer rattling]

[expressive piano over uneasy electronic music]

[door rattling]

[expressive piano over uneasy electronic music]

[purposeful but pleasant rock music with expressive strings]

[expressive piano and guitar over pleasant electronic music]

- [Radar] Yo-yo!

- Hey, there he is!

Coach can finally call off his search party!

- [Radar] Division Champs, son!

Oh, shit, what the fuck happened to you?

- Bro, I don't even know.

I went to my mom's fundraiser, Ashley showed up,

I had a little too much to drink

and ended up in a drunk tank.

- [Radar] Get the fuck outta here, you serious?

- [Kyle] Nice shiner! - Yeah, thanks.

- Yeah, you better hope Coach doesn't find out.

You should probably call him.

- Yeah, about that, um.

- [Kyle] You're a mess!

- [Radar] Goddamn! - Yeah.

- Well, at least you guys look good from the couch.

- Shit, talk about lookin' good, dude.

Those Hattiesburg honies, brother,

talkin' 'bout Southern Hospitality, what!

Ba-bah, yeah, you missed out, brother, you missed out.

- I got a mud puppy barkin' outta my butt

I gotta take for a walk.

Why don't you tell him the news, Radar?

- What's up?

- Oh [scoffs], over Thanksgiving, I told the boys

after this season, I'm goin' pro.

- Are you serious, shoo!

- [Radar] Yeah, man.

- Congratulations, Radar, that's awesome!

- [Radar] Thank you, man, yeah, I figure

I might as well strike while the iron's hot, you know?

- Yeah, so what's Coach say?

- Oh, he's cool, man.

I talked to him a couple weeks ago.

He reached out to some scouts for the Rams and Chiefs,

and said I can probably go second, third round pick.

- Get out, sha, that's great! [Radar laughs]

- [Radar] Yeah, I appreciate that, brother.

- Yep.

- Hey, before I leave, do you think

I can get a few more of those addies?

- Yeah, but I mean--

- Well, did you see the game I had last night?

- Yeah, but goin' pro,

don't you think it's a little risky?

- [Radar] I was all over that field,

I ain't riskin' nothin'!

- It's, uh, dosage increase. [pills rattling]

So just be careful. - [claps] Dang.

- Increased dosage, increased focus, right?

That's what I'm talkin' 'bout, thanks a lot, man.

Appreciate it.

So what's up wit' chu, kid?

Comin' back, what's up, talk to me!

- Yeah, man, the only way I'm not gonna be back

on the field is if I freakin' miss one of these finals.

- Ah, gotchu, baby! [fists thumping together]

Tellin ya, since I'm goin' pro now,

we need one last hurrah, man.

That's the bowl game, brother.

We need you out there, I need you out there.

- I'll be there.

- [Radar] Arright.

Get psyched for it, baby, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout!

[door rattling]

- Great work on the paper.

Like I said in the notes,

the other TA's and myself agree, dude.

It's one of the best in the class.

It's really well-written, I mean,

you were one of the few who mentioned how the Bon Marche

was not only the first and biggest department store,

but how they were also the pioneers

of the modern day corporate structure of a business.

- And the final will cover everything

from the whole semester?

- Yeah, it'll be cumulative.

You'll pick two out of six topics,

you'll write about 'em in class.

You do what you did on that paper, you'll be fine.

- Overall, good job on the test.

The TA's are passing them back now.

Take a second to look them over.

If you have any questions,

feel free to ask either myself, or the Teaching Assistants.

Momentarily, we'll begin prep for your final.

[pleasant and hopeful piano over rhythmic percussion]

- [Drew] Hey.

- [Sara] Hey yourself.

- Where's Brad?

- [Sara] Uh, he just texted me.

He said that he'll be here in 30 minutes.

- But how does that tie into, like,

the Industrial Revolution?

She didn't even describe that.

- She did, it's, I wrote it down.

- Yeah, but this doesn't make sense what you wrote,

because if it's the great age of railroad building--

- Yeah, but you gotta read the whole thing.

- What does it have to do with mining?

I mean, obviously, it has to do with mining,

but, like, I don't understand--

- Kristen, just, can you read?

It's just, it's right there.

- Are you serious?

Are you OK? [Ashley sighs]

What's the matter?

- [Ashley] Just I don't feel that great.

I'm gonna, I'm gonna go get a drink of water, OK?

- OK. - I'll be back.

[metal rattling]

[Ashley sighing]

- So we come back to our place, and the dude is drunk!

And he's passed out naked on the couch.

I'm tellin' you, no joke, completely naked.

Has a piece of pizza coverin' his junk.

We [laughs], we still have the stains

on our couch, I can prove it!

- That's ridiculous!

I see football players in a whole new light now.

- Yeah [laughs].

- Do you wanna go downstairs and grab some coffee?

My treat.

- Sure.

[rhythmic quietly tense electronic music]

- I need to see these stains.

[Drew chuckles]

[dramatic instrumental rock music with expressive piano]

- [Ashley] Sara Kaufman.

[dramatic orchestral music]

[phone beeps]

Gotcha.

[dramatic orchestral music]

[rhythmic and quietly tense electronic music]

[pills rattling]

[rhythmic and quietly tense electronic music]

[ominous electronic accent]

[birds chirping]

[backpack rustling]

[zipper rattling]

[dramatic and ominous electronic music]

[Drew sighs]

[traffic humming]

- [Drew] Excuse me.

- Yes, may I help you?

- Yeah, hi, I lost my prescription to Adderall,

and I need to get a refill.

- [Clerk] Do you have a prescription with you?

- No, I just lost it, and I need to get another one.

- Uh, without a written prescription from your doctor,

there's nothing I can give you.

- And you're not gonna look me up?

- [Clerk] It, it's academic with a written--

- I, I need, oh.

[hand thwacking on counter]

Thank you.

[Patrick whistling]

[knocking on door]

- Busy.

What did I just say?

- You have a phone call.

- Who is it?

- Drew Dawson.

- Aw, Jesus, what the hell does he want?

- [Secretary] I don't know, it sounds urgent.

- Christ, all right [grunts].

Hey, Drew, how's it goin'?

- Uh, not so good, I just lost my bottle of Adderall,

and I need to get a new one.

I'm at the pharmacy right now,

and they won't fill it for me.

- Unfortunately, Drew, I can't write ya a new script.

You just filled your last prescription.

- It's finals week coming up,

what the hell am I supposed to do?

- Let's just, let's think about this clearly, OK?

- I am thinking clearly.

I've got finals coming up and I need to ace them all

without the medicine that helps me accomplish those things.

So, how am I supposed to do that, Dr. Stephens?

How am I supposed to ace the exams

and get back on the football team

without a prescription that I've had for the last 10 years?

- Look, Drew, I'm sorry.

My hands are tied.

You're just gonna have to study as hard as ya can,

you're gonna have to go through everything really thoroughly

and prepare the best you can.

Drew, listen to me, you may have

some withdraw symptoms from the Adderall.

Uh, you probably will, in fact.

If they get to be too much, you call me, all right,

and we'll, and we'll go from there, OK, Drew?

Drew [sighs], oh, Jesus!

[rhythmic hip hop music]

- This is that sour diesel shit right here, but for real.

My uncle works for the RIAA, and he literally

has to go through every word of every song

on every album, rate it and submit it.

- That sounds boring as hell, man.

- No, he really digs it.

He's a hippie and shit, all spiritual.

[traffic humming]

[knocking on door]

[door rattling]

Drew, what up, dawg?

- Hey.

- Come on in.

[speaking foreign language]

You getting pumped for Louisiana Tech?

- Yeah, yeah, definitely.

- [Jarrett] All right!

- [Chris] What's up, dude?

- [Jarrett] So, what can I do you for?

- Um, I'm in a little bit of a bind, actually.

I, my Adderall's nowhere to be found,

and my doctor won't give me a refill.

Ashley said before that you might have some.

- Yeah, she was supposed to come by earlier this week

when I got my refill,

but she's buggin' out about gettin' some of it I think.

- Really?

- Problem is, I'm all out.

Sold out yesterday.

- [Drew] Damn, you gotta be kiddin' me.

- No.

- [Drew] You know anybody else?

- Not off the top of my head.

Everybody always comes through me to get it.

- [Drew] Yeah, me, too.

- If it means anything, in my psych class today,

we watched this video about the dude

who discovered ADD, and he said on his deathbed

it was a fictitious disease.

What was, what was his name?

- [Chris] Heisenberg.

- Oh, no, that's Breaking Bad.

Ei, Eisenberg, Eisenberg, Leon Eisenberg.

- That's great, how does that help me?

- I don't know, just sayin'.

Maybe you could try your finals without it.

- Yeah, I'll think about that.

Uh, if you get anything or whatever,

just let me know, all right, thanks.

- For sure.

You don't gotta go!

Dude, we're gonna order pizza!

[traffic humming]

- [Kristen] Crazy!

- [Chloe] Ooh, no, take another one!

- Seriously, guys.

- [Kristen] [giggles] That's so funny!

- Come on!

- [Chloe] Gotta send that one--

- [Kristen] I love it!

- [Chloe] OK, I think you have to take it apart.

- [Kristen] Yeah.

- OK, let's just, let's just take,

just take these down there,

and then, we'll just fuck with the tree later.

- [Kristen] Can we just do it tomorrow?

- No, we can't do it tomorrow,

we have to do it tonight!

- It's like 12!

- I have a test!

- [Ashley] Please, just please help me do this,

and then you can go.

[footsteps thunking]

[Ashley sighs]

- [Kristen] Mm, I guess I should, OK.

- Where do you want these?

- [Ashley] You're, just, you're not even carrying anything.

- I'm carrying shit!

- [sighs] That's like three things!

They're all in one box,

why didn't you just carry the box down?

- [Kristen] Are you kidding me?

- It's getting really late.

- I have, like, two finals tomorrow.

- [Ashley] OK, you know, just go.

I can do it by myself better than with you guys here,

because you're just slowing the process down,

so just go, go, go.

- Fine.

[Ashley sighing]

- [Ashley] I have to always do everything

by my fucking self!

Can we do it tomorrow [sighing]?

[pills rattling over quietly ominous electronic music]

[Ashley sighing]

[Drew sighing over muffled sportscaster dialog]

- [Sportscaster] He's hit in the backfield

by not one, but two defenders.

He jukes past a third and gets a 15 yard gain.

All season long, Manlieu has found ways

to keep the clock running and dominate time of possession.

First down, McNulty snaps it,

throws it to Kyle Pherrell for about a five yard gain.

Good play calling there on first down.

If I was Missouri A&M, I'm not satisfied

if we don't get at least three points before the half,

as Tech will be receiving the kickoff in the second half.

Manlieu lines up, hands it off to Lewis.

[Drew coughing]

[Drew groans]

[dramatic instrumental rock music]

[Drew groans]

[Drew sighs]

[toilet flushing]

[Drew groans]

[Drew sighing over dramatic instrumental rock music]

[dramatic, increasingly tense instrumental rock music]

[piercing high tone over dramatic electronic music]

[paper rustling]

[insects chirping]

- Mm, I will always hate papers.

- I will never understand why they put

the formal the weekend before finals.

- I know, it's so stupid.

[door creaking]

Hey, where the hell have you been?

- [sighs] I had a ass kicker of a morning.

Studied until six, napped for an hour at the library,

and took two finals.

- You didn't even show up to formal.

- I didn't have a date.

- Oh my God, gimme a break, Ashley!

You set that whole thing up, you texted me

that you would be there, and you just blew us all off.

- Oh, God, Kristen, relax.

- You haven't even slept in your bed for the last week!

- [Ashley] I don't even know what sleep is.

- Yeah, yeah, well it shows,

'cause you look like shit.

- Thanks!

- [Kristen] Why are you doing this--

- What is your problem, why are you on my ass?

- [Kristen] I'm worried about you!

- Why, I'm fine!

- [Kristen] I'm trying to be a friend.

- I'm fucking busy, Kristen, I've got shit I have to do!

- So do I, and I don't go MIA!

- I gotta go blow off some steam at the gym.

[Kristen scoffs]

- [Kristen] Ashley, what is wrong with you?

- God, nothing is wrong, please, just leave me alone.

- [Kristen] You think you're acting normal?

- No, uh, yes, I do.

- Going to the gym, why are you going to the gym right now?

- I can't do this with you right now.

- You need to sleep!

- I don't need to sleep, I took a nap already.

I just told you that.

- Why are you being such a bitch to me?

- I'm being a bitch?

- I'm trying to, to talk to you!

I care about you, and you just keep blowing me off!

- I just, I, I don't, look, I have one Mom.

I don't need another one, OK?

- I'm not trying to be your mom,

I'm trying to be your best--

What are you doing? [Ashley shouting]

- Start doing what I'm asking for, and give me space!

- [Kristen] You're acting insane, this is not normal!

- I'm not acting insane--

- [Kristen] Yes, you are!

- I'm acting like a normal person

who needs space to get my shit done, OK?

Get out, go!

- [Kristen] That's how you really feel?

- That's how I really feel.

- [Kristen] Well, good luck with that.

- Thank you.

[door slamming]

[quietly tense electronic music]

[pills rattling]

[dramatic, quietly tense electronic music]

[shoes squeaking on floor]

[dramatic, quietly tense electronic music]

- So remember all the things we talked about

after your earlier speeches,

just enlighten us, inspire us, engage us,

and all that anyone can ask is that you do your best, OK?

We should have just enough time to get all of the groups in.

I'm gonna start from left to right, across the room,

so Brad, Drew, Sara, you'll be first,

and then the next three and so on, OK?

All right.

[dramatic, quietly tense electronic music]

[Ashley sighs]

[pills rattling]

[dramatic, quietly tense electronic music]

[door slams shut]

[dramatic electronic music]

- So our speech today is on the implications

of the Free Flow of Information Act trying to be passed.

At the turn of the 20th century, when Ida Tarbell

was investigating John D. Rockefeller,

and Joseph Pulitzer was establishing newspapers

across the country,

the age of yellow journalism had officially arrived.

[treadmill whirring over dramatic electronic music]

- So what does it mean to be a journalist?

Is it salary, is it the amount of viewers

or subscribers you have to any specific source?

By allowing the American government

to dictate for themselves who is a journalist,

doesn't that violate the first amendment?

[treadmill whirring over dramatic electronic music]

- As they were saying, uh,

the Free Flow of Information Act in the 20th century

media--

[treadmill whirring loudly over dramatic electronic music]

It's,

uh, new media.

[treadmill whirring loudly over dramatic electronic music]

- Drew, do you wanna take a second?

- No.

[treadmill whirring loudly over dramatic electronic music]

[Drew sighing]

[treadmill whirring loudly]

[Drew sighs]

[treadmill whirring loudly]

I, I can't, I can't do this, guys, I'm sorry.

[expressive guitar over dramatic electronic music]

[treadmill whirring loudly over dramatic electronic music]

[console thwacking]

[dramatic electronic music with buzzing accents]

[football thwacking]

[doorbell ringing]

- Evening, I'm looking for Andrew Dawson.

- I'm Drew, how can I help you? - You currently have

a prescription for Adderall, correct?

- Yes, I do, why?

- [Officer] A bottle of Adderall

with your name on it was found today.

- I lost that bottle almost a week ago.

Where'd you guys find it?

- In the possession of another person.

Now, in this state, that's a minimum Class A misdemeanor,

potentially a felony.

- Wait, wha, another person?

So are you suggesting that I sold them?

- I'm not suggesting anything,

just trying to get to the bottom of this.

Do you know an Ashley Ross?

[piercing high-pitched tone]

- [Drew] Sorry for dragging you out like this.

- [Jeff] Adderall, huh?

- Well,

it's everywhere.

- Well, at least Ashley's gonna be all right.

- She almost fuckin' died.

I don't know what I woulda done,

being responsible for two people's death in my lifetime.

- What do you mean, two people's deaths?

- I was 10 and

I was in recess at school,

so, uh, we just finished, uh, and I was wired.

Amped, runnin' around, excited, I couldn't sit still.

My teacher, she had a short fuse,

and she, uh, gave me a detention after school,

so, uh, when my dad was on his way to pick me up,

he got T-boned by another car

in the intersection at a red light.

I remember sittin' in that room, just watchin' the clock.

3:30, 4:30, five,

finally my mom came to pick me up and,

when she was done yellin' my ear off, she got the call.

I'll never forget her scream.

- Drew, you know you're not to blame for that, right?

- No detention, no car crash, right?

[muffled chatter]

- [Jeff] So, what are you gonna do now?

- I don't know what to do, that's why I called you.

- Well [sighs], I think you need

to go see your mom, you know?

Talk about all of this.

- Talk to my mom?

- [Jeff] Yeah.

- [sighs] You don't know her wrath.

- You asked me for my advice, that's my advice.

You go tell her what's goin' on and face the music.

You'll get through this.

[piercing high-pitched tone]

[Kate scoffs]

[papers rustling]

[mug clanking on counter]

- I got this.

[doorbell ringing]

[Kate sighs over tense electronic music]

[door rattling]

Patrick, what are you doing here?

- May I come in, it's urgent.

[birds chirping over tense electronic music]

[door rattling]

- So, what's going on?

- I got a call from Drew last week.

He said he lost his prescription, and he needed a

refill. However, if I didn't want red flags to pop up,

I couldn't do it.

- Wait, you neglected to tell me this?

Do you mean he's taking his finals without his meds?

Get him a refill!

- Hold on, on top of that,

I just got a call from the Missouri A&M police department.

A girl, Ashley Ross, collapsed in the gym yesterday.

She had his pills.

I believe that's his girlfriend.

- His ex-girlfriend, please tell me she's OK.

- She's alive, she's in the hospital.

- Oh, shit!

This could be the end of my campaign!

- If I get taken to court, I risk my license.

You know my history, and you're right.

The fallout for you, it could end your career.

- Goddammit, I'm already up to here

trying to clean up his mess and now this!

[engine rumbling]

[tense and ominous electronic music]

- This better not ruin my career, Kate.

I told you that he did not have ADD

when you first came to see me.

That this was just a temporary fix.

And this last time, calling in a dosage increase

for his prescription, when does it end?

- [Kate] Oh, really, you're gonna get on your high horse?

I believe plenty of times was your response

when I originally asked you if you've ever done this before.

- [Patrick] But for how long, Kate?

First it was his grades,

then it was what high school he was going to.

Then his SAT scores.

You're more addicted to his success than he is!

[floorboards creaking]

- Oh my God!

[tense and ominous electronic music]

What are you doing here?

Honey, Dr. Stephens got a call from the police

asking why Ashley had your prescription bottle.

Would you like to explain yourself?

- I, I want you to repeat exactly what you said

right before I walked in here.

- Uh, [chuckles] I said a lotta things, Drew.

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

- You said I never had ADD.

- No, Andrew, honey, honey, no, honey, don't--

- Don't fucking touch me!

[Kate sighs]

[paper thwacking]

I never had ADD, huh? [papers rustling]

Dad dies and your response

is to put me on fucking pills! [papers slamming on counter]

Ashley almost died.

Mom,

Ashley, the same girl you paraded around

that fundraiser like the daughter you never had,

is in the hospital, hooked up to a machine

all because you wanted me on pills!

Why,

why would you do that to your own son?

- Honey, you were acting out in school.

Your teachers told me you were shutting down.

I couldn't--

- I was grieving Dad's death.

[screeching high-pitched tone]

Maybe I was acting up in school for some attention

because I never got any from you!

So, so, so then you take me from psychiatrist

to psychiatrist until you find one

who will diagnose me with ADD?

- Sweetheart, sweetheart, you were falling behind in school.

Your teachers said your work wasn't up to par,

what, honey, what was I supposed to do?

- [Drew] Be a fucking mom!

- Oh, really?

- [Drew] Yes!

- Well, you know what, you have no idea

what is was like for me when your father died!

I couldn't quit my job, I had a roof over our heads

to pay for and two mouths to feed!

I worked my ass off to get where I am,

and look how far we've come, Andrew, look!

You going to law school, your grandfather's firm,

and me, I'm running for a seat in the U.S. Congress!

- So we are all clear, I will not be going to law school,

nor will I be working at Grandpa's firm,

nor anything because I'll most likely

be expelled next semester, so that doesn't bode well

for law school applications, now does it?

- Why, why are you throwing all of this away?

- Do you really need an answer for that?

- Anyone with an ounce of intelligence

would realize the opportunities that I've given you!

- Keep telling yourself that.

[Drew sighs]

- You are such a disappointment.

[Drew sighs]

- Drew, come on, come on.

We're just, we're tryin' to help you,

we're all tryin' to help you.

- Help me, help me?

You don't give a shit about me!

You're just

a drug dealer

with a fuckin' license.

[door slams shut]

[piercing high-pitched tone over ominous electronic music]

[swell of tense and ominous electronic music]

[dramatic and expressive electronic music]

[pleasant flowing guitar]

♪ Are you lonesome, how've you been

♪ Lay your head beside me, take your rest

♪ Have I left you short of breath

♪ That I let you

- [Ashley] Hi, you've reached Ashley Ross.

I can't get to the phone right now,

but if you leave me a message,

I'll give you a call back as soon as I can.

Thanks so much.

[pleasant, flowing guitar over dramatic electronic music]

♪ Well, let's go

♪ Beside the ocean

♪ Bring you home

♪ Another version of me

[pleasant, flowing guitar]

[pleasant vocals over hopeful acoustic rock music]

[Ashley sobbing]

[pleasant, flowing guitar]

[Ashley sobs over beeping monitors]

- I'm so sorry [sobs].

- Hey, I'm just happy you're alive.

[Ashley sobbing]

How did you get the pills?

[Ashley sighs]

[Ashley snivels]

- I saw you with some girl at the library,

and I got jealous [sighs].

When I went over to the table,

I saw the bottle and I,

I just took it.

- Sara, we had a group exercise for class,

which I ended up walking out of 'cause I didn't know

what the hell I was doing.

- [Ashley] Oh my God, Drew!

- [Drew] [sighs] I should've never given you

any pills in the first place.

- Stop it.

I did this to myself [sighs].

I made my own bed and now,

[monitors beeping]

[scoffs] now I have to sleep in it [snivels].

[Ashley scoffs]

[Ashley sighs]

[monitors beeping]

[Drew sighs]

- [Drew] Well, you'll never guess what I found out.

- What?

- I drove home to St. Louis today,

and when I pulled up to the driveway,

my doctor's car was there, which is kinda weird

'cause I didn't know my mom even spoke with him.

[Ashley snivels]

So I went into the house, and I overheard them talking and

[monitors beeping]

he said that I never had ADD,

and that it was my mom

who put me on pills in the first place.

She claims that

she did it so that I wouldn't fall behind in classes

while I was grieving my dad's death.

- [sighs] C'mere.

[both sighing over beeping monitors]

It's OK.

- My whole life, I was told

that something was wrong with me.

- [Woman On PA] Paging Dr. Stavis--

- I don't even know who I am anymore.

[Ashley snivels]

- Amazing,

that's what you are. [dramatic electronic music]

[Drew snivels]

[Drew groans]

- You get some rest, uh,

I'm not goin' back to St. Louis now.

I can stop by tomorrow if you want,

so you don't get too bored in here.

I could come back and bring some Scattergories.

- I thought you said you'd never play with me again

after my farting fairies answer.

[Drew laughs]

It so counts, it's a double letter.

- That was disgusting. [Ashley scoffs]

Only if you promise not to do that again.

- [Ashley] Maybe.

- [scoffs] Farting fairies.

[hopeful guitar]

[rhythmic and hopeful rock music with pleasant vocals]

[crowd whistling over hopeful rock music]

How many times did he have to say,

"And don't forget your times and experiences here

"at Missouri A&M?"

- Aw, no, no, no, see, it's important he does that.

It's part of the whole conspiracy thing, see,

because when, uh, when you get that phone call

every week from the A&M Alumni Association

asking you for donations now that you're a graduate,

you'll have that whole thing rollin' in your head.

- Yeah, along with six years of memories.

- Six years, but you did it on your own, you know?

Bachelor's in athletic training has a nice ring to it.

- Well, it definitely beats the idea of law school.

[both laughing]

- You in law school [laughs]?

Aw, you know Einstein, he said that we all have genius,

but if you judge a fish by how it climbs a tree,

it'll spend its whole life thinkin' it's stupid.

- Smart guy.

- Yeah, I always preferred that quote

to that whole E equals MC squared mass equivalence thing

that everybody talks about.

OK.

You ready?

- You really think this is a good idea?

- I think we're civilized enough to do this.

Uh-oh, look out!

[zipper buzzing]

Oh, my goodness, he came prepared, look at you!

- The game starts in 10 minutes, I had to come ready.

- You know, the entire city of Chicago and my family

would disown me if they knew

I was watchin' the game with you.

- Well, it was your idea.

- Yeah, I'm havin' a little bit of buyer's remorse.

- Look, after we win,

I promise you I won't give you too much crap.

- After you lose, you're gonna pay the bill.

[laughs] Harpo's?

- Let's do it.

- Let's do it!

[hopeful and pleasant rock music]

[door rattling]

- And so remember, we have to go through H.R.344,

H.R.457, and H.R.882 all before five o'clock deadline.

The executive director of the St. Louis Zoo

will be here at 10 to discuss tourism funding,

and at noon, you're meeting with the mayor

for lunch at Tony's.

[door rattling]

- What time is our flight to D.C. tomorrow?

- [Aide] Uh, we have to be at the airport at eight a.m.

- Just give me a minute.

[Kate sighs]

[Kate sighing heavily]

[phone rings]

[panting] Yes?

Jesus Christ, Ken, schedule it for next week!

I don't have another minute to fit it in this week!

[phone slams down]

[Kate sighing]

[pounding on door]

What?

- House Veterans Affairs wants to schedule a sit-down.

[door rattling]

[Kate panting over rattling pills]

[Kate sighs]

[dramatic piano]

♪ Let me in and let me touch you

♪ I can be what you're addicted to

♪ Oh, whoa, oh

♪ Let me and let me break you

♪ I'll be your heroine, I'll bring you down

♪ I'll be a bad trip comin' around

♪ Drink me in, take me inside

♪ Let me control you when I blow your mind

♪ I got what you need, gimme a try

♪ Let me be your ride tonight

♪ I'll be your high

♪ Whoa

♪ Let me in and let me hold you

♪ I can love you like you've never known

[expressive vocal over moody piano]

♪ Let me in, I'll drive you crazy

♪ I can be the raindrops in your veins

♪ I'll hit you like cocaine

♪ Drink me in, take me inside

♪ Let me control you when I blow your mind

♪ I got what you need, gimme a try

♪ Let me your ride tonight

♪ I'll be your high

♪ I'll be your high

[expressive vocal over dramatic, moody piano]

♪ Once I'm inside

♪ It's impossible to fight

♪ There's nowhere you can hide

♪ So don't even try

♪ 'Cause when I leave

♪ You'll be begging to drink me in

♪ Take me inside

♪ Let me control you when I blow your mind

♪ I got what you need, gimme a try

♪ Let me be your ride tonight

♪ I'll be your high

♪ I'll be your high

[dramatic piano over expressive strings]

♪ Let me in and let me touch you

♪ I can be what you're addicted to

[expressive vocal over moody piano]