As Night Comes Page #2

You'll find out.

Just tell me.

Can't. You're the new kid.

Still don't know if we can trust you.

Bullshit, you trust me enough

to almost get me arrested.

All right, calm down.

Like I said, it's a rite of passage.

Okay, and after tomorrow,

everything will be peachy.

Good? Yes.

Good. Sean, you cool?

Feeling some bad vibes here, boss.

Sorry, are we... boring you?

What? Are we too small-town?

Not like the peeps from the big apple?

Okay. Yeah.

All right.

Is this what you want?

You're always treating

me like I'm crazy.

Maybe I should jump.

Ricky, be careful!

This is what you expect, right?

Ricky, come on, get

down from there, man.

No, come on, man. Do it, jump.

Say I'm not crazy. Come on, man, say it.

Ricky! Get down!

Say it, say it!

Ricky! Jump!

Say it! Fine!

You're not crazy.

You're just a f***ing a**hole.

Maybe I am crazy.

Mom?

Time to get up. Go to bed.

Where's your... Where's your father?

Dad's gone, mom.

I can do it myself.

Where were you?

With friends.

Oh, that's good.

That's good.

I'm gonna take this.

You...

You were always so

good at making friends.

Yeah, I know, mom.

Good night, mom.

Good night, baby.

Gladstone, someone

scratched my dad's car.

Oh, no.

I'm so sorry to hear about that.

Lindsay said she saw you do it.

She said she would recognize

that awful bleach job anywhere.

Ouch, girl!

You need to get someone to

trim those claws of yours.

Hey, ricky.

Ricky, you're gonna

pay for it, all right?

Or what? You gonna call me names?

You're only tough when your

freaky friends are around.

Ditto, bradsy.

Look who we have here.

Mr. New york, new york.

Ho, ho, almost didn't see you there.

You're not so tough for someone

from the big city, are you?

What's your problem?

What's my problem?

Look who grew some balls.

Yeah, it's probably 'cause

he's got that little-boy

crush on sarah.

Ooh. Yeah.

We heard about that.

You better stay away from her

or we'll finish what we started.

All right, guys, come on.

Why don't you guys go inject

some 'roids or something?

You know, leave us the f*** alone.

Ricky, you know I could squash

you like a f***ing grape...

Well, bring it on, donny and marie.

Hey, my dad is the deputy sheriff,

and all y'all better remember that.

Ooh. Look at this guy.

Oh, john wallace, right?

Oh, you know my name.

I do know your name.

I also know you have two charges

of petty theft and a conviction.

Whoa.

Ozzy parker. What's up, v-neck?

You got out of a charge of burglary

and a charge of assault, nice work.

Rock star.

Ricky gladstone.

Remind me what it was again.

Was it two charges of petty theft?

Charge of assault.

And why not some arson, huh?

Jeez, donny.

Do you not have anybody else

that you can gossip with?

Listen, ricky, don't think I don't know

about your little hideout, huh?

The underground?

Well, I am shaking in my boots.

You should be.

'Cause I know there's a

lot of underage drinking

that goes on there.

Not to mention a bunch of drug use.

And I feel like it

might be my civic duty

to report that kind of

behavior to my father.

It would be the last

thing that you ever do.

Come on, douche bag.

Relax.

You guys aren't worth the effort.

Gutter rats.

And you will pay for the

damage to my dad's car.

Okay!

Sarah.

Sarah. Wait.

What, sean? What?

What, sean?

I just wanted to say I'm sorry...

For, you know... yesterday.

Save it, sean.

You have your friends and I have mine.

It just won't work. That's not true.

We're not that different.

Yesterday it was like I was looking

at a completely different person.

That wasn't me.

Oh, what happened to the

guy I met at billy's house?

Look at this.

Mr. Hayes gave it to me.

He thinks I have a shot.

I hope for your sake you do.

Did you even do your

homework assignment?

Yeah.

I wrote a poem about...

Your dad?

Yeah.

I have to go.

Hey, sean.

Still feeling blue?

I'm fine, dude.

If you say so.

I know you like to do

your crying on the inside.

Shut up.

Don't shoot the messenger.

I just thought you might want to know

that I heard sarah talking to amy.

So?

Turns out Sarah's really

happy that she met you

'cause you're the convenient way

for her to get back at her dad.

I understand he took away the car.

Yeah, whatever.

I know.

I mean, to use you like that,

it's gotta suck, but it's

like I've been saying, man,

girls like her, they don't

go with guys like you.

And I can't stress enough

finals are just around the corner.

The majority of the material

will involve the rhetoric vocab,

your favorite, I know.

It will be loosely based

on "romeo and juliet,"

another one of your favorite topics.

I picked it myself 'cause I

knew it would make you happy.

So I hope you've been doing your work.

There's a lot to know.

Can anyone name me the five

canons of rhetoric writing?

Anybody?

Kevin, what about you?

Wanna take a stab at it?

I guess not. Okay.

So I'm gonna start you off here.

Number one... invention.

Arrangement. Then what?

Anybody?

Style.

How about style?

Then we have...

Somebody, somebody. Come on.

Memory.

And lastly, delivery.

You guys need to let this sink in

because it will be on the quiz.

So make sure you know it.

Invention, arrangement,

style, memory, delivery.

Whatever you gotta do

to make that sink in...

Get it done.

# I've got the right words... #

# I've got the right words... #

what's your name?

What's yours?

Sean.

Well, sean, I'm sarah.

It's a pleasure to meet you.

Likewise.

I hear you're from new york.

Yeah. What was your house like?

Um...

I lived in an apartment in queens.

I don't know, I just...

Kind of belong there.

Must be hard moving here.

It's not so bad right now.

You know, I've seen you around.

Yeah? Mm-hmm, yep.

Uh... ricky!

Yeah, he, uh, he's not so bad

once you get to know him.

He just acts a little crazy sometimes.

He's not crazy.

He's, uh...

He pretends to be

so people will be afraid of him.

Maybe.

What do you think ricky would say

if he saw you with me?

I don't care.

# Walk out that door

never turn back again #

# walk out that door #

# don't even tell my friend #

# just walk out that f***in' door... #

now, to last night's homework.

I asked you to write a poem

that you felt represented

the person in you no one sees,

based on the aristotelian

theory that in each one of us

lies something more than

what our peers perceive.

In some cases, something much darker

than what we would like others to know.

It was your job to consider

this while doing the assignment.

So let's see.

Sean, how about you?

Yeah.

I didn't do the assignment.

I'm sorry. Speak up, sean.

He said he didn't do

your dumb assignment.

Why not?

Probably because it's a

complete waste of time.

And why is that, ricky?

Well, I mean, there's a good reason

nobody hears about the darker side.

They couldn't handle the truth about it.

Do you agree with mr. Gladstone, sean?

All right, that's all for today.

Don't forget, study

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