Brick

Brendan?

Emily?

Yeah.

How's things?

Status quo.

- Yeah?

- Mmm-hmm.

That's good.

What's going on, Em?

You know,

it's good to see you, Brendan.

It's been some time.

Two months.

Yeah, I didn't even know your

locker. I had to ask Brain.

Em, why don't we meet somewhere?

I can't.

Why not?

I screwed up real bad,

you know.

I really screwed up.

Screwed up how?

Look, I did what she said with the brick.

I didn't know it was bad,

but The Pin's on it now for poor Frisco,

and they're playing it all on me.

Slow down, now. What?

You gotta help me, Brendan.

Please.

I think Tug... Oh, no!

Brain!

Brendan, it's been a while.

- Where you been eating?

- Back of school.

Yeah, no one's seen you.

- What's it been, a couple of months?

- It's been a while.

You gave Emily my locker number?

- Few days ago, was I wrong?

- No.

You know, it's been so long

I don't know your two's status.

Yeah, it's been a while.

Who's she been eating with?

I don't know,

that's hard to keep track.

Is it?

Can be. Can be hard

to keep track of those things,

because lunch is...

Lunch is a lot of things.

Lunch is difficult.

Uh-huh.

She hadn't been doing too good, Brendan.

Yeah, well,

I'm not looking for a patch up.

Em's life is her own,

but she asked for my help.

- Help with what?

- I don't know.

I don't even care.

It's not my business.

I just want to know she's okay.

So I gotta find her.

That's all this is.

Well, I know she's been poking in

with the Ivy-bound cheerleading

elite, Laura Dannon's crowd.

Laura Dannon there on the Linc'?

And Brad Bramish.

Cream on the upper-crust.

Anyway, Em tagged after them for a bit,

but it didn't work out.

She picked her way down the food chain.

Last I saw, she was with

what's her name, the drama vamp.

Small-time dealer, the evil

one, the one you dated.

- Kara.

- That's my bus.

- You know her locker number?

- Kara's?

- Em's.

- 269.

Thanks, Brain.

Keep your specs on.

Find me if she shows.

Will do.

Hello, Kara.

- Hello, Brendan.

- Kara.

- Come to see the show?

- No, I didn't.

- Lapdog, blow.

- Stay.

- I need words.

- Well, I'm listening.

About Emily Kostich.

Run and get my purse.

Go on, hurry up.

Still picking your teeth with freshmen?

Well, you were a freshmen once.

Way-once, sister.

You and Em tight for a bit.

Who's she eating with now?

- Eating with?

- Eating with. Lunch. Who?

You're a cutie.

Brendan.

I don't know where she is.

I know you do, so why don't

you want me to find out?

Well, maybe I'm looking out for you.

Oh, I appreciate that.

Brendan.

If you're ever looking

to get back into things,

I could use you.

- Okay. So...

- Go. Say your line. Okay.

- Go.

- So I just...

No, he's got to come in first,

and then you can say your line.

Hello?

Yes, hello, ma'am, this is

Tom. I'm a friend from school.

Could I speak to...

Oh, sure, Tom.

Laura's here. Just a sec.

Yes?

- I'm calling for details.

- For what?

- Details about the party.

- Who is this?

- Or I'll hang up.

- You don't know me.

I'll save you some time.

I know everyone, and I have

all the time in the world.

Folly of youth.

Ask whose invitation I've got.

- What you said...

- Emily Kostich.

15 Busch Street, in Stockton

Cove. Buzz 42 at the gate.

9:
00. But who gave you...

"The sun, whose rays Are all ablaze

"With ever-living glory,

"Does not deny His majesty

"He scorns to tell a story!

"He don't exclaim,

"'I blush for shame So kindly be indulgent.'

"But, fierce and bold,

"In fiery gold His glories all effulgent!

"I mean to rule the earth As he the sky

"We really know our worth The sun and I!"

And the stupid coach,

the coach won't let me play.

So, cheers.

Beautiful. I mean,

I am Brad Bramish, Coach.

You gotta let me play.

How am I supposed to put in my best game

if I'm worried about whether

or not I'm gonna be in there?

Hey.

Hey!

- What are you doing here?

- Leaving.

Oh, yeah?

Brad's not the kind of guy

you wanna mess with.

Fearless flyer.

Quit your yapping and fix me one.

I'll never get through all this.

Uh-huh.

- So why are you here tonight?

- I'm looking for Emily.

Em's been AWOL for a good

month. Nobody's seen her.

I saw her yesterday.

Nearly nobody.

Listen, you're scratching at the wrong door.

I didn't know Em well enough to know

the details of what she was in.

I just got wind of the downfall.

If you haven't got a finger in Em's

troubles, then why did her name

get me into your rather exclusive party?

Keep up with me now.

I don't know, but it sounded like you did.

And a body's got a right to be curious.

- Now I'm not so sure.

- Well, put that body to bed.

I don't know a damn thing about whatever

troubles and that works for me.

I just want to find her.

Coffee and Pie.

Coffee and Pie, Oh My?

And you didn't hear it from me.

- It's Tugger.

- All right.

- Will you wait here for me?

- Sure.

You'll sit right here and wait?

I'll just be five minutes.

- Yes.

- Okay.

Why don't you say something?

I will not talk about this.

- We'll talk about this right now!

- I won't!

I'll talk about this now!

Where's Dode?

Hey, Brendan,

maybe you shouldn't be here.

Kara told me you know where Em's at.

And why you looking for Em?

She asked for my help.

Well, listen, man,

I got plenty on my plate

without dealing with some jilted ex.

It's not about that.

Well, whatever it's about,

act smarter than you look and drop it.

Where's she at?

You better get while it's good.

Heel it now, dig?

Throw one at me if you want,

hash-head.

I got all five senses and I slept last night.

That puts me six-up on the lot of you.

Just easy, bro.

Where's Em?

All right! All right!

All right!

Where's Em?

She's with me.

She was tight when she called

you, man. Came to me freaked.

Told me to shake you if you came by.

Said you'd only make things worse.

Deal with whatever

this ain't about and drop it.

Tell Em I wanna see her.

Tell her if she wants my help

or not, it's her business.

But I want to hear it straight from her.

She don't want...

Today! She knows where I eat lunch.

And stay out, man!

I must've sounded pretty crazy

on the phone yesterday.

You just gotta forget about it.

That's how you can help me out, is just,

please, forget about it.

Brendan,

I know that you're mad at all these people,

because you think I went away

from you and went to them.

But you got to start seeing it

as my decision.

You know, stop getting angry

just because where I wanna be at

is different from

where you wanna be at, okay?

Who fed you that line, Em?

Stop picking on Dode. Okay?

He's a good guy.

The Pie House rat?

He's a good friend.

So what am I?

Yeah, I mean, what are you?

Eating back here,

hating everybody.

I mean,

who are you judging anyone?

God I...

I really loved you a lot.

I couldn't stand it.

I had to get with people.

I couldn't handle life with you, anymore.

I'm sorry, Brendan. I'm sorry.

- You gotta come back to me, Em.

- No!

You're in a spot but I can get you

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