Crazy\Beautiful Page #4

COURTNEY:
Tom? Morgan wants|to eat with her daddy.

- Can you hurry?|- OK.

TOM:
Here. Why don't you|call the office...

and we'll set up a meeting?

You can come in,|tell me all about yourself...

and I'll see what I do.

CARLOS:
Thank you, sir.

Say, why don't you two|stay for dinner?

Rosa's cooking up her famous|stuffed chile rellenos.

"Rellenos" means "stuffed."

Thank you, Nicole.

And we can't stay.

TOM:
|Perhaps another time, then.

Glad to meet you, Carlos.

Nice to meet you, too, sir.

Take care.

NICOLE:
|God, I hate when he pulls that.

CARLOS:
Pulls what?

NICOLE:
That act. "Oh, I used|to march with Cesar Chavez."

"Oh, I'm every poor man's|best friend."

- It's so fake.|- He seemed cool.

"Stay for dinner.|We're having chile rellenos."

"Did I show you|my electric car?"

And what about you?|"Yes, sir. No, sir."

What is that?

You don't have to do that|around him.

CARLOS:
|I was raised to do that.

It's not some act.

Fine.

Why didn't you tell me|who your father was?

I don't go around advertising|my father's profession.

I didn't think it mattered.

- It does matter.|- Why?

Do you know how hard it is|to get these guys...

to sit down|and read your letter?

Or pick you out of a hundred|guys exactly like you?

Well, mission accomplished.

You got your meeting...

and you didn't even|have to sleep with me.

Lucky you.

I'm sorry.

I just...

that was just weird.

I'm sorry|we were interrupted.

Another time?

Hmm. If you're lucky.

[ Both laugh ]

So, Pilot Nunez, huh?

Well, we'll see.

What do you mean?

I've never even been in one.

In what?

A plane.

You're joking.

You've never been|in a plane before?

No.

Oh, my God. That's cute.

- Cute.|- It is.

I had a good time today.

Me, too.

MADDY:
So, anyways,|Brian's been AWOL...

for, like, four days.

He hasn't called.

He totally changed|his cell phone.

NICOLE:
What are you|going to do if he calls?

MADDY:
I don't know.

What would Jesus do?

[ Both laugh ]

Seriously. Remember when|I went code blue on that EPT...

and he freaked out because|he thought I'd tell his wife?

Like, that guy|so can't handle pressure.

- I'm sure he's just--|- Carlos.

Leave your best friend right|when she's baring her soul.

NICOLE:
Hey.

CARLOS:
Hey.

- How's it going?|- Good.

NICOLE:
You busy Saturday?

CARLOS:
Yeah. I've got to work|in my uncle's shop.

Too bad.

What?

I just thought we could|have some fun together.

Oh, man, I don't know.

Come on.|My dad's not invited, Carlos.

Just you and me.

I don't know.|It's just my uncle needed me.

Yeah. I promise, promise,|promise you...

a very satisfying experience.

You won't be disappointed.

CARLOS:
Mmm, OK.

I got you.

- No peeking.|- I'm not.

[ Both laugh ]

Hold on.

OK, now you can look.

CARLOS:
Whoa.

Want to join the Mile-High Club?

What?

I'm kidding.

NICOLE:
Whoo!

Here we go.

NICOLE:
Aah!

[ Laughing ]

MAN SINGING:
We stand

To lose

Every color from the sky

Then crawl

As a child

CARLOS:
|So, can I take over?

PILOT:
Sure.|Go ahead. It's yours.

NICOLE:
Oh, God,|you're letting him take over?

Ohh.

There's no longer shine

On this bird of prey

PILOT:
You're doing great.

He's going|in the Naval Academy.

- All right.|- Maybe.

I haven't been accepted yet.

How many hours have you logged?

- None.|- None?

He's a natural.

You mean in an actual plane?

PILOT:
In a real plane.|How many hours you got?

CARLOS:
None.

I have a flight simulator|at school.

Oh, a flight simulator.|Like a chair pilot.

CARLOS:
Pretty much.

PILOT:
Yeah, all right.

Can I do a Lazy 8?

It's your airplane.|Go ahead.

What's a Lazy 8?

PILOT:
|Start it to the right.

NICOLE:
Oh, my God!

Oh!

CARLOS:
Ha, ha, ha!

PILOT:
Go ahead. Turn it|back to the left a little.

I can say|you're doing a good job.

CARLOS:
I'm loving it.

Look at me.

I'm busy. Wait.

Whoo!

Oh, my God.|I can see my house.

- Where?|- Do you see it?

NICOLE:
Right there.

CARLOS:
|Want me to drop you off?

[ Both laugh ]

Thank you.

PILOT:
And back around|to the left.

It's a disease|of the week benefit.

They have to stay|until he's shaken the hand...

of every person in the room.

We got until|at least midnight.

We is all alone.

[ Laughs ]|What'd you do?

Made it Carlos friendly.

WOMAN SINGING:
|I want to believe in

I want to believe in us

When everything is wrong

Will you come through?

Come through

Not what I thought|it'd be like.

CARLOS:
No?

Mm-mmm.

But you thought about it?

Yeah.

[ Both laugh ]

Look how good our skin looks|next to each other.

NICOLE:
It's beautiful.

CARLOS:
Hmm.

CARLOS:
Who's that?

Oh. My mom.

She lives in Virginia.

She's married|to some dermatologist...

and the guy's home|at 6:00 every night.

It's a big plus for my mom.

When she was married|to my dad...

he was always running around|trying to save the world.

No time for his family.

She left when I was 12.

But it's good for my dad,|he got to marry Courtney...

and she's flush with cash|from her first marriage.

My dad left when I was five.

He couldn't hack it here,|so he went back to Mexico.

I don't even have|pictures of him.

You mad at him?

I hardly even think about him.

I got plenty of parent|in my mom.

I got to go.

No, you don't.|You got to stay.

No. My mother's going|to kill me if I'm late.

NICOLE:
Tell her you're staying|at a friend's house.

What friend?

I don't care. Make one up.

[ Both laugh ]

I'm not letting you leave.

MAN SINGING:
|When you hold me

Like you do

It feels so right

Drawn out

I start to forget

How my heart gets torn

When that hurt gets thrown

Feeling like I can't go on

Turning in circles

Time and again

NICOLE:
Where are you going?

CARLOS:
I got to go.

NICOLE:
|No. Stay. I'll drive you.

CARLOS:
Shh.

Got to know

For sure

'Cause|it takes something

More this time

Than sweet, sweet lies

Drawn out

Before I open up my arms

And fall

Losing all control

Every dream inside my soul

This year's loving

It'll last

'Cause who's to worry

If our hearts get torn

When that hurt gets thrown

Don't you know|this life goes on?

Won't you kiss me

On that midnight sleep?

Sweep me off my feet

Singing ain't this life|so sweet

This year's loving

It'll last

This year's loving

It'll last

This year's loving

It'll last

This year's loving

It'll last

This year's loving

It'll last

Whoa, ah, yeah

This year's loving

It'll last

[ Laughing ]

CARLOS:
I can't believe|I just did that.

NICOLE:
Ah.

CARLOS:
|What am I doing with you?

I don't know.

What are you doing with me?

It's just a question.

[ Laughs ]

Look what you just|got me to do.

Ha ha!|I don't know, man.

When I'm with you, I never know|what's going to happen.

It's weird because my life|is so planned out, you know?

I don't know.

It's like you don't care|what people think...

and when I'm with you...

you kind of make me|not care what people think.

You know what I'm saying?

I know what you're saying.

I don't know.

And that dimple--

I love that dimple.

- I grew it myself.|- You did?

[ Laughs ]

SINGING:
|What does he need?

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