Almost Friends Page #6

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How have you been?

- Other than this, obviously.

- Other than this?

You've been on my mind.

I don't... do you think

this is a good time?

- No. No.

- Yeah.

No, but I feel like it's the only

time I'm gonna get to see you again.

When are you leaving for school?

My dad's coming to

get me next week.

Okay, well, I have to

get back to Brad.

Yeah. No, of course.

Tell him I'm so sorry.

I will.

Hayden.

No, no, no, no!

Got it!

Got it.

Does it feel weird?

I had crutches when I was nine.

What's your deal

with that guy Charlie?

Nothing.

Do you like him?

Yeah, I like him.

He's my friend.

But do you like him?

- Yeah, sure.

- Do you like him, Amber?

What, do you think

I'm some kind of idiot?

How could you do this to me?

So you don't love me anymore?

I don't know. Things are

confusing right now.

Look, this type of sh*t

just doesn't happen.

Okay? You can't just fall out

of love with someone.

That doesn't happen.

You love him?

No, but...

I don't know, I...

I feel like I'm losing my mind.

Have you slept with him?

No! How could you

ask me such things?

- What do you want me to say?

- I want you to tell me...

What do you want me to say?

Tell me what you want me to

say, and I'll f***ing say it!

I want you to tell me you don't

give a sh*t about that guy,

who, by the way, put me

in goddamn crutches!

I just need to take a breath.

I feel like I haven't taken

a real breath in a long time.

You've gotta be

kidding me right now.

I'm sorry. I don't know.

I know you don't know.

You've said it 15 times already.

Okay, I just...

I just want things to be

okay between us.

Okay? That's all I want.

They're not okay!

What? You think this

is okay right now?

You think I'm okay?

Let me guess.

You don't know.

Hmm? You don't know.

Yeah, you let me know

when you do, okay?

Brad.

How's it going?

At least I've got a good book.

I'm gonna get our stuff back.

It's all right.

We're insured...

No, it's not all right.

You know where your dad is?

Charlie!

What are you doing here?

Come on in.

- How'd you know I was here?

- You told me.

Oh, right.

How's that job going,

by the way?

Oh, I didn't get it. They went with

another guy with more experience.

What can you do, right?

So how come you're

still staying here?

I sold your mother's

television to get the room.

So looking to staying

at the Riverview Plaza!

I just figured

I owed it to myself.

- At least I'm honest.

- Come on, you're not honest.

I got something for you.

Put it on. Put this on.

You're gonna love it.

- Dad. Dad.

- It feels great. Now come on.

Please. Just try it on

for the old man.

Uh-huh.

Look at you. Come here.

All right?

There you are.

This is what it's all about.

You're a class act.

I'm gonna write your mother a check

as soon as I get back on my feet.

Double what I owe.

Besides, that lawyer husband of hers,

he can buy her anything she wants.

It's not just about her.

What about me?

- Come on, have some compassion.

- Oh, f*** you, dad!

F*** you!

I really got myself into

a jam this time, Charles.

I was gonna get hurt if I

didn't pay these guys back.

So you hurt everyone else.

And when does it stop?

You know, you've got problems too.

Yours are even worse than mine.

Now what the hell

are you talking about?

I know about your girlfriend.

I know she got an abortion.

I can only imagine what

you're going through.

- What are you talking about? -You

don't have to hide things from me.

I mean, I know you don't

want me in your business,

but I had to do

some training for the job

which, for the record,

I should've gotten

and I just followed her around. I mean,

she seemed as good a subject as any.

And I also did a little work on Benny.

Tell him congratulations on the bar exam.

He didn't get his scores yet.

No, yeah, he did. He did

really well. I'm proud of him.

I couldn't help myself.

Look, there's no harm no foul.

I put the envelope, sealed it,

done, sent it off to him.

He didn't get it yet?

No, that's for you to keep.

- Where's the furniture?

- That's for you to keep.

Where's our furniture?

It's at a storage place.

- I'm taking it back with me.

- No. No.

- Yes.

- No.

No, Charlie, please.

Just until I'm back on my feet.

I am giving you this chance,

dad. Do the right thing.

Just until I'm back on my feet.

Charles. Go on. Go on.

- Bye.

- Go on.

You understand?

You know, I'm starting to think

I might be depressed.

- You're all right.

- Get off me, a**hole!

Watch the... focus.

I really think you should come with

me to New York if I pass the bar.

You could use a break

from all this sh*t.

Maybe I will.

- Really.

- Mm-hmm.

Ah, damn. Now I really

hope I passed.

Trust me on this one, okay?

You passed.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Roses? Can you get

any more stereotypical?

Well, you just answered that.

I've been chasing this little

bastard for a long time.

I finally caught up to him,

but the thing is,

I kind of wish I hadn't.

Once I captured his beautiful ass, I realized

there was no one there to share him with.

Wow. You really are insane.

Yeah.

I'm not good

with this kind of sh*t.

But, Heather, I like you.

I think you're cool, you know?

And kind of pretty and...

That is to say,

I think you're pretty.

Exceedingly so.

I'm sorry about

being a dick before.

And I know that I have issues.

I also know that just knowing

doesn't make it okay.

But I think that's a first step.

So...

There.

Give me that.

- Hello?

- Trevor?

- Yep.

- It's Charlie Brenner.

I'm from this...

Well, I was in this...

Charlie. Charlie.

Charlie Brenner!

Yeah, I remember exactly who you are.

How are you, son?

Good. I'm good.

Actually, I'm moving.

I'm moving to New York.

It goes right in there.

Hey. Can I talk to you?

Listen, I appreciate

everything you've done for me,

but I'm moving to New York

with a friend of mine.

I'm ready to start

a new chapter.

- You're not mad?

- No.

You didn't seem to have the right

passion for this job anymore anyway.

I'm bored. Can we close

this b*tch up already?

First...

Take care of the ladies' shitter, Mr.

Assistant manager.

Yeah?

Get to it.

Nice!

And that right there?

That's passion.

Charlie! Hey.

Oh, hey.

I'm just picking up

Jack from work.

Yeah, I was just with him.

What are you guys doing?

Amber's having her goodbye

party tonight at cow fiend.

Do you wanna come?

No, I've got a lot

of packing to do,

but you guys have fun.

- Are you sure?

- Yes.

- All right.

- All right.

- I'll call you later.

- Okay.

- Bye.

- Bye.

I'm not pregnant.

- Amber!

- Hi!

- Hi. We made it.

- Hey.

Thank you.

- How are you?

- Good.

- How are you?

- I'm good.

Oh, I got a job.

In New York.

- Wow.

- I'm gonna be an assistant chef

in a new restaurant downtown.

That's amazing.

It's pretty...

Out of nowhere, but good.

It's a step in the right direction,

or in any direction at least.

How's Brad's leg?

Uh...

I hope it's okay.

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