'The Roommate': The Next Generation of Stars Page #4

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- Quiet! Quiet!

- Get off of me! No! I said no!

- What--?

- Stop!

- Just tell me and I'll do anything.

- Kiss me.

- What?

- I said kiss me.

What do you want?

- Professor Roberts, you're hurting me.

- Give me that!

You don't have to do this.

You don't have to do this.

What do you want? Okay, come on.

- I'll pay for it. All right, I'll pay for that.

- Yes, you will.

Come on in.

Come on in. Hello.

Just take your seats, please.

Welcome.

I'm Professor Jacobs

and I'll be taking over the class...

...for the rest of the semester.

What happened?

They're calling it a leave of absence,

but I heard...

...someone sent the dean a recording

of him hitting on a student.

- Oh, my God.

- Yeah, I know.

I know.

Well, that's what you call

instant karma.

- Bye, Sara.

- Bye, Jake.

Okay, I have made a decision.

- You ready?

- Yeah, let's hear it.

All right.

- I'm gonna quit the band.

- What? Why?

It's a huge waste of time

and we suck.

I disagree,

but why would you say that?

All right, let me think about this.

The only places

that we can get booked...

...are my frat house

and my girlfriend's coffee shop.

That's not good.

- Did you just say "my girlfriend"?

- Oh, you heard me.

So do you think it'd be fun

to stay here for Thanksgiving?

Yeah, you know, you got dinner

at the frat house, football games...

...and the always awkward

homoerotic humor.

- That sounds like a blast. It's fun times.

- Oh, yeah. It's very good.

A little awkward at times, but....

Rebecca. Oh, my God.

What happened?

- What happened?

- I was looking for Cuddles.

A man pulled me into an alley.

And he--

Okay.

- I got away, though.

- Okay.

Okay.

Oh, my God.

It's not deep, thank God.

You should see a doctor.

- No.

- Rebecca, you need to.

- And then the police.

- No, I can't.

You're calling or I am.

There is a psycho walking around.

- Please, I didn't even see him.

- It doesn't matter.

- You still need to talk to the police.

- Please. I only want you to know.

- Rebecca.

- Don't tell anybody, please.

Okay, I won't tell them.

- Just let me help you.

- Are you mad at me?

Why would I be mad at you?

Sorry again about not staying,

but Rebecca....

No, I get it. I get it.

I'm just gonna make out with my pillow

and pretend it's you anyway, so....

Just say you're gonna miss me.

I will miss you.

I'll miss you too.

You know, I haven't heard from Jason

in weeks.

It's weird how he stopped calling.

That's what you wanted, right?

Yeah.

Yeah, I guess it is.

This is your home?

This is my parents' house.

It was never a home when I lived here.

Hello?

Is anybody here?

Hi, Rebecca.

- Hi.

- Hi, honey.

- Oh, my God. What happened?

- Mom, stop. Nothing.

- What do you mean? It's not nothing.

- Leave it alone.

We didn't think you'd make it.

Why wouldn't I?

And you are?

I'm Sara.

- Sara's my roommate.

- Hi, I'm Jeff.

- Nice to meet you.

- Hi. Welcome. I'm Alison.

Thanks.

Come on, let me show you my room.

You didn't tell them

we were coming?

They didn't need to know.

- Nice room.

- I guess.

- Who is she?

- That's just some high-school work.

I haven't gotten around

to taking it down yet.

Sara, I hope you're not a vegetarian.

Oh, no, not at all.

- Rebecca's an awesome roommate.

- That's nice to hear.

I'm sure she likes you, because she's

never brought anyone home before.

- Dad.

- What?

As a parent, you worry.

You protect your daughter all her life

and then she goes off to college.

And she's on her own. And you

never know who she'll be exposed to.

Dad.

Sara, we're going to make up

a very nice room for you.

No, she'll stay with me.

- Right?

- Okay.

Wonderful.

Dad.

Bec. You scared me.

Why are you up so late?

- So how you doing?

- I'm fine.

My grades are good.

That's not what I meant.

I'm making friends.

Rebecca, look at me for a second.

Your mother and I

are very fond of you.

I know.

All right,

I'm gonna head on up to bed.

Hi.

What are you up to?

Rebecca's gonna show me

her high-school hangouts.

- Wonderful.

- Yeah.

- Rebecca's doing really well.

- She's doing good.

She's taking her medication?

Medication?

Well, you girls have

a wonderful time.

Come on.

Is everything okay?

Yeah.

It's just....

It's nice to see

where you come from.

Come on.

- This is the best.

- Smells really good.

I used to come here, like, every day.

- It's Rebecca.

- Well, just stay out here.

Do you know them?

That'll be 5.57.

That's the girl from your drawings.

Rebecca?

Let's leave.

Hi, Maria.

Hi.

I wanted to introduce you to Sara.

My roommate.

- Hi.

- Hey.

Maybe we should go.

Rebecca.

We were never friends.

Come on, let's go.

Oh, good, Irene's back in town.

- Good run?

- Great.

I'm going to the studio.

All right, I'll catch you later.

Don't wait up. I feel inspired.

I forgot my pad.

Bye.

- Hey.

- Oh, my God.

- You all right?

- Hi.

- You all right?

- Yeah.

- What are those?

- That's what I gotta find out.

Hey.

Can I help you out?

No. I'm fine.

Just doing my job.

- All done.

- You have a little something.

- What the hell?

- I'm sorry, Rick.

Sweetheart, it's okay. No harm, no--

I'm so sorry again, Rick.

You spoiled b*tch.

Be cool.

Come on!

P*ssy.

It says Zyprexa is used to treat the

symptoms of psychotic conditions...

...such as schizophrenia

and bipolar disorder.

I just thought she was weird.

Maybe this is a refill. Maybe she's

been taking them the whole time.

Yeah, I don't think

she's ever taken them.

I think it's time

to move in with Irene.

Yeah.

Sorry to stare...

...but you're really beautiful.

So are you.

You have great lips.

What kind is that?

Cinnamon. Caffeinated.

A girl never knows

how late she's gonna party.

Can I try?

You're right. Cinnamon.

I would invite you back to my place,

but I have a roommate.

Well, as luck would have it,

I'm only a few blocks away...

...and I don't.

What are we waiting for?

It's Irene. Please leave a message.

Hi.

- Where were you all night?

- I was at the studio.

I got inspired, so....

I just lost track of time.

- Rebecca--

- I want a tattoo.

- What?

- A tattoo.

Will you come with me?

Please? I don't think

I could do it without you.

Okay.

I know what I want.

- I'll wait here.

- Okay.

All done.

Let's see it.

You can think of me as your sister.

Well, what's the matter?

You can call me Emily if you want.

Sara?

- That's all you're bringing?

- I'll get the rest when Irene comes back.

- Where's your necklace?

- I can't find it. It's okay.

- Sara.

- Stephen, I don't wanna go back there.

I'm gonna go look for it.

Have you seen Sara's necklace?

What did I do?

She just needs to move on.

You know?

With you?

If you find the necklace,

just let me know. All right?

You do sh*t like that.

Have a good one.

We should call someone.

Like the dean's office,

or at least your R.A.

And tell them what?

She hasn't done anything to me.

That girl's own parents

are afraid of her.

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