California Scheming Page #6

- Yeah.

Looks like you guys

are a little bit tense, huh?

-What's wrong with you, Chloe?

You probably knew about it

all along.

Is it not enough that they had

to watch you giving blow jobs?

Do you get your sick kicks

out of this?

Or is this your little revenge

because their father

sleeps with your mother?

Yeah.

I saw the photos

in the bathroom.

It's one of those little family

shots you have on your phone.

This is disgusting.

I can't believe

you made us a part of this.

-What if they called the cops

and they're on their way here?

-If they did,

wouldn't they be here already?

-All right.

What if their parents come back?

-They're in Hawaii.

-Oh.

With your mom.

-Jason, don't be such an idiot.

Connect the dots.

I can't even think

about this anymore.

I'm leaving.

-Nick, go get her

and make sure

she doesn't screw anything up.

-F*** you!

-Dude, you know my dad, man!

Come on!

-Just don't do anything

you're gonna regret!

-Regret?!

I can't even tell you

how much I regret

that I ever even met her!

And you -- why are you

always on their side?

Can't you see what f***ed-up

losers these two are?

-They're my friends.

-I know, Nick.

I know they are.

-I didn't know

you felt this way.

- Where are you?!

Are you even listening to me?!

Look, we need to get

Chloe and Jason out of here

before things get worse.

-What do you think you're doing,

Mary poppins?

You're no better than us.

If I remember correctly, it was

your idea to decorate the pool.

And what difference

does it make which family

lives in this house anyway?

You are in this

just as deep as we are.

-I know.

And I'm not arguing with you,

but now we need to go.

-Well, before we go, we need to

make sure that the kids upstairs

don't tell anybody about this.

They saw all of us

with our masks off,

which makes them witnesses.

-I don't understand.

What are you going to do?

I'm sure

they didn't see anything,

and they're too little

to describe any of us anyway!

-What makes you so sure?

What if you're wrong?

-Yeah. We have to make sure.

My dad will f***ing kill me!

-Let's just go upstairs

and tell them that we're

leaving through the door

and they can come out

in 30 minutes.

Then we'll be gone.

-What if they get out

and they call the cops

and we're all still around?!

That's too f***ing risky, man!

-What are you doing?

-I'm gonna go upstairs

and make sure they understand

that talking to anybody

about this

would be extremely dangerous.

-You can't be serious

about this.

Guys, tell her to stop!

-Chloe!

-No! Make sure she does

exactly what Chloe says!

It's all your goddamn fault!

-Hillary.

Stop.

You still don't get it.

Why do you think you're here?

You probably think

we're friends, right?

That just shows

how stupid you are.

I knew from the moment

I saw you at the beach,

you were one of them.

All you were missing

was the umbrella.

Oh.

Too bad for you to be at the

wrong place at the wrong time.

How perfect you were.

You did everything

I wanted you to do...

Much better

than that stupid f***ing bird.

-I don't understand.

What do you mean?

-Of course you don't understand.

Look at you.

You probably think

we're all buddies.

How nice it would be for you

to play house with Nick.

Kind of like how your entire

life, everything was perfect...

Till that little accident

happened.

It's very sad.

Daddy was there...

...taking care of his girl.

I'm gonna teach you a lesson

you'll never forget.

-Chloe...

...everything's gonna be okay.

I'm not gonna tell anyone.

I promise.

How stupid do you think I am?

Nick, please!

-Jason.

-I almost forgot.

I thought

about what you said to me...

About your mother's death.

I think you're right.

It is your fault.

-Bye-bye, Mary poppins.

You know what to do, Jason.

-Don't do this.

This isn't a dream.

This is real.

-Chloe, the cops

will be here any minute!

We need to leave now!

You still need

to get rid of that car!

-What are you doing out here,

dude?

There's no waves today.

-Be alone.

Get wet.

-Tried calling you

like all day yesterday.

Your dad said you guys

are moving to the city?

When were you planning

on telling me that?

I kind of had no idea.

I mean, like, I saw the sign

in front of your door,

but I never thought you guys

would actually leave here.

-The sign's been there

for f***ing six months.

You never once brought it up.

Kind of not a great thing,

you know?

You would hope that

at least your best friend

would care enough

to ask about it.

-How'd you get home

the other night?

You just ran away.

-I don't want to talk about it.

-You know my dad.

You know he couldn't have

found out about that sh*t.

You know that.

-I just stood there.

Didn't do anything.

Just left her alone

with you guys.

-Really shouldn't beat

yourself up over it.

I mean,

she took off her clothes.

She jumped in.

Nobody made her do that.

-Did you bring her home?

-Man, I don't know.

I can barely remember anything.

So, have you talked to her?

-She disappeared.

No phone, Facebook, e-mail --

all dead.

She probably moved

back to Boston.

-Yeah.

She probably did.

-How about Chloe?

-I went to her house

this morning.

There were police

all over the f***ing place.

They said her and her mom

were squatting in the house.

The cops were pissed.

They left

before they could arrest them.

-What happened with the car?

-No idea.

Look...

We can't let this sh*t

break up our friendship, man.

We've been friends forever.

They're just girls.

They're all the same.

They just pretend

to be different...

Though, I have to say,

her blow job was fantastic.

F*** you!

-What the f***, dude?!

You were there,

and you did nothing!

You f***ed this up,

and you know it!

A**hole!

-This was, uh, left for you

outside this morning

by the front door.

You, uh, still want to go

to that dodger game?

-Uh, yeah.

-Okay.

Well, we leave in five minutes.

-Dad.

Dad, can you pull over, please?

Dad, stop here!

-What?

-Stop right here!

-What?

Where? Here?

-Yeah, right here.

-Jesus.

Nick.

-Wait a minute.

-Nick.

What the hell?!

-Since when are you

into vintage cars?

-Just lately.

-I got to say, this -- this car

gives me the creeps.

-Why is that?

-'59 Ford fairlane.

It's the same model

the manson family

used the night

they murdered those people.

-I didn't know that.

Not surprised.

Never mind.

-"Nick..."

"There is no love in life.

"Nobody knows better than me.

"So don't waste your time

looking for it.

"All you'll find

is pain and sadness.

And don't worry about Hillary."

-"In the end,

I made her dream come true."

- I want to grow

before I grow up

I want to die

with my chin up

I don't know if you mean

you are the one to love

I don't know if you mean

you are the one to love

ooh-ooh-ooh ooh-ooh-ooh

ooh-ooh-ooh

heart and soul

ooh-ooh-ooh ooh-ooh-ooh

ooh-ooh-ooh

never know

ooh-ooh-ooh ooh-ooh-ooh

ooh-ooh-ooh

heart and soul

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