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WHAT IS IT?

- IT'S A SURPRISE.

- OH.

- I SAID I'D MAKE IT UP TO YOU.

- OH, MY GOODNESS.

OH, IT'S BEAUTIFUL.

- SO ARE YOU, CLARE.

- THANK YOU.

YOU'RE NOT TRYING TO SEDUCE ME,

ARE YOU?

- OH, OF COURSE.

- [laughs]

- YOU'RE GONNA LOVE THIS.

- WHAT IS IT, PORN?

- SOMETHING EVEN BETTER.

- OH.

[laughs]

- I'M FIGHTING DAMIEN

THIS SATURDAY.

WATCH THIS.

SEE HOW HE DROPS HIS GUARD?

THAT GUY BEAT DAMIEN LAST YEAR.

I'M SORRY, YOU KNOW.

[laughter]

- BLACKOUT.

- GREAT.

YOU SEE MY PHONE ANYWHERE?

[electronic beep]

I'M NOT GONNA BE HAPPY.

- YOUR LUCKY DAY.

- YEAH.

[doorbell dings]

- OH, COME ON, JULES,

DON'T STOP.

[doorbell dings]

- JEEZ, WHO COULD THAT BE?

- I DON'T KNOW.

[doorbell dings twice]

- GIVE ME A SEC, OKAY?

- OKAY.

[giggles]

[crowd cheering on TV]

[eerie music]

- HOLD ON.

[eerie music]

ANYONE HERE?

[crowd cheering]

WHERE YOU GOING?

- HOME.

I'VE GOT AN EXAM

TOMORROW MORNING.

I TOLD YOU.

- CLARE, STAY THE NIGHT.

- I CAN'T.

IT'S OPEN-BOOK.

MY NOTES ARE AT HOME.

TOMORROW NIGHT.

THANKS FOR MY BRACELET.

- GOOD LUCK TOMORROW.

- I'LL NEED IT.

[engine starts]

[eerie music]

- [sighs]

[eerie dramatic music]

[crowd cheering]

[distant scream]

[metal clanking]

I'M MINDING THE HOUSE.

[heavy rock music]

FRIENDLY.

- I CAN'T GO ON

- REMEMBER, KEEP YOUR FOCUS.

- CUT MY LIFE INTO PIECES

THIS IS MY LAST RESORT

SUFFOCATION, NO BREATHING

DON'T GIVE A [...]

IF I CUT MY ARM BLEEDING

'CAUSE I'M LOSING MY SIGHT

LOSING MY MIND:

WISH SOMEBODY:

WOULD TELL ME I'M FINE

LOSING MY SIGHT,

LOSING MY MIND:

WISH SOMEBODY:

WOULD TELL ME I'M FINE

NOTHING'S ALL RIGHT

NOTHING IS FINE:

- [exhales]

- REALLY?

- WHERE'D YOU MEET HER?

- AT THE LIBRARY.

- DOING YOUR ASSIGNMENT?

- I HATE ASSIGNMENTS.

- MAN, I'M JUST GLAD

MINE'S FINISHED.

YOURS IS FINISHED,

RIGHT, JULES?

- EARTH TO JULIAN.

- UGH, I'M SORRY.

SORRY, GUYS.

WHAT DID YOU SAY?

- FINISHED YOUR ASSIGNMENT.

- UH, YEAH.

ALMOST.

YEAH, I'M ALMOST FINISHED.

GUYS, I GOT TO--

I GOT TO TELL YOU SOMETHING.

- THIS SOUNDS INTERESTING.

OOH.

- SO YOU KNOW THIS PLACE

I'M HOUSE-SITTING, RIGHT?

- THE MANSION?

- SO I'M JUST DOING MY THING,

OKAY,

AND THIS GORGEOUS GIRL DECIDES

TO DROP BY FOR A SWIM.

I MEAN, BREATHTAKING.

- IS SHE HOT?

- WHAT COLOR WAS HER HAIR?

- GOOD SKIN?

- NICE EYES?

- WHAT ABOUT HER LEGS?

- GREAT RACK?

- IF YOU JUST LET ME FINISH.

- TELL ME EVERYTHING, PLEASE.

- YEAH, JULES,

TELL ME EVERYTHING.

- NOTHING, LOGAN.

- GO ON, GREAT RACK, HEY?

I'M SURE CLARE WOULD BE

IMPRESSED WITH IT TOO.

- LOGES, THIS IS

A BOYS' TALK, OKAY?

IT IS A CAPITAL OFFENSE

TO BE LISTENING IN LIKE THAT.

- I'M GONNA LEAVE YOU GUYS

TO IT, OKAY?

[mid-tempo drum beat]

- MAYBE, MAYBE

NOTHING COULD PREPARE YOU

BUT THAT SOMETHING AND THA SOMEDAY ALWAYS COMES

AND THE ONLY THING AROUND

WORTH HANGING ONTO

IS YOUR LOVE:

OF THE TWISTED SYMMETRY

DEMANDING IT BE DONE

[cell phone ringing]

- HEY.

HOW'D YOUR EXAM GO?

- YEAH, GOOD, I THINK.

UM, I KNOW I SAID

I'D COME OVER TONIGHT,

BUT DOUG REALLY NEEDS ME

AT THE STORE.

- [sighs]

CAN'T HE FIND SOMEONE ELSE?

- NO, HE CAN'T.

WHAT ABOUT TOMORROW NIGHT?

- OKAY, I'LL CALL YOU TOMORROW.

- NOW THAT YOU'RE

ON YOUR OWN:

ON YOUR OWN:

ON YOUR OWN, YOUR OWN,

YOUR OWN:

- THE PLEASURE'S ALL MINE.

SO DO YOU WANT TO JOIN ME

FOR A DIP?

[light tapping]

SORRY.

- HEY.

- I DIDN'T MEAN TO SCARE YOU.

- YOU ALMOST SCARED ME.

- I'LL GO IF YOU WANT.

- NO, UM...

NO, I WAS KIDDING.

- ARE YOU SURE?

- I'M SURE I LOCKED UP.

- I'VE GOT KEYS, REMEMBER?

WHAT'S THAT?

[laughs softly]

IT'S ME, ISN'T IT?

IT'S REALLY GOOD.

I USED TO STUDY ART TOO.

- ACTUALLY, I'M--

I'M NOT STUDYING ART.

ARCHITECTURE.

- THOUGH YOU'RE

QUITE THE ARTIST.

I CAN TELL.

I NEVER FINISHED MY DEGREE.

I GOT KICKED OUT.

FOR BEING A NAUGHTY GIRL.

HAVE YOU EVER BEEN NAUGHTY?

- I'VE HAD MY MOMENTS.

- I THINK YOU SHOULD FINISH

YOUR SKETCH, JULIAN.

BUT I THINK YOU NEED

TO INCLUDE THE REST.

HOW DO YOU WANT ME?

- UH--THERE--THERE'S---

THERE'S JUST FINE.

- [laughs softly]

I LIKE YOU, JULIAN.

YOU'RE SO MUCH LIKE ME.

- I SHOULDN'T.

I SHOULDN'T DO THIS.

- I WANT YOU TO MAKE LOVE TO ME.

I'M SO HAPPY I FOUND YOU.

- YEAH.

- DO YOU REALLY LOVE ME?

- HMM?

- YOU TOLD ME YOU LOVED ME.

- DID I?

- MM-HMM.

[girl screams]

[eerie dramatic music]

HOW DO YOU WANT ME?

[eerie zapping noise]

[slow piano music]

- ANNA?

- WHY SHOULD I KEEP HOPING

IF YOU'RE...

- YOU STILL HERE?

- WHO TOOK AWAY

THIS CHANCE I GAVE

WHY SHOULD I KEEP HOPING

IF YOU'RE

IF YOU'RE LOST

THEN YOU TAKE AWAY

- MAN.

- NO, I WON'T BE 'ROUND

NO MORE:

YOU KNOW THE SCORE

YOU TAKE AWAY:

- I GOT YOU SOMETHING.

- WHAT IS IT?

- IT'S A SURPRISE.

SAID I'D MAKE IT UP TO YOU.

- CRAZY

I WILL BE CRAZY:

CRAZY:

CRAZY FOR YOU:

- UGH.

[ceramic shatters]

GREAT!

[sighs]

[doorbell dings]

GIVE ME A BREAK.

- HEY.

WHY DIDN'T YOU CALL ME

LAST NIGHT?

- I'M SORRY.

I WAS JUST...

I WAS JUST BUSY.

- YEAH, I BET YOU WERE,

WITH STUDIES AND TRAINING.

HOW'S IT ALL GOING?

- AS USUAL.

NEED TO DO MORE.

- SO WERE YOU GOING

TO LET ME IN?

- YEAH, SORRY.

- [laughs]

YOU ALL RIGHT?

- YEAH, I'M JUST...

I'M DEAD TIRED.

- OKAY.

DID YOU FINISH:

YOUR ASSIGNMENT?

- NOT YET.

- SO TOMORROW NIGHT'S

THE FINALS.

YOU MUST BE PRETTY EXCITED.

HUH?

- SH*T.

I HAVEN'T PUT DINNER ON.

[mid-tempo rock music]

- A BIT LOUD, ISN'T IT?

- I NEED THE MUSIC

WHEN I COOK.

[music quiets]

HEY.

- SO...

WHO'S THIS GIRL?

- SAY WHAT?

- LOGAN TOLD ME YOU ME SOME HOT CHICK.

- [scoffs]

LOGAN.

IT'S NOTHING.

IT'S NO ONE.

OWNER'S NIECE.

DECIDED TO DROP BY FOR A SWIM.

THAT'S ALL.

I LOVE YOU.

- I LOVE YOU TOO.

SORRY.

I GOT TO PEE.

[rock music gets louder]

MILLION-DOLLAR HOUSE.

[clanking and water gurgling]

[toilet running]

JULIAN, IF THIS IS A JOKE,

YOU'RE NOT FUNNY.

JULIAN.

[rapping on door]

JULIAN.

JULIAN, OPEN THE DOOR!

JULIAN!

GOD.

[toilet flushing]

JULIAN.

[water gurgling]

AH, JULIAN, NO!

AH!

UGH.

OH, YUCK.

JULIAN!

- CLARE, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?

HEY, HEY, HEY.

IT'S OKAY. IT'S OKAY.

- DON'T TOUCH ME!

JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!

- WHAT ARE YOU--

CLARE.

WHERE ARE YOU GOING?

- I'M OUT OF HERE.

- ARE YOU SURE YOU DON'T WAN TO TAKE A SHOWER?

- NO, THANKS.

- BUT...

I'VE COOKED DINNER.

- SCREW DINNER.

- JEEZ, CLARE, DON'T YOU THINK

YOU'RE OVERREACTING JUST A BIT?

- NO, I'M NOT.

THANKS FOR BEING SO CARING.

- I GOT YOU THAT BRACELET.

- I JUST WANT TO GO HOME, OKAY?

- ANNA!

CLARE.

[car alarm beeps]

I'M SORRY.

[engine starts]

- AND I SHED MY SOUL

FEEL IT KNEELING DOWN

I'M CLUTCHING MY FAITH

PULL IT TIGHTLY ROUND

YOU'RE MOVING YOUR MOUTH

BUT YOU DON'T MAKE A SOUND

- JULIAN?

- CLARE.

- SORRY TO DISAPPOINT.

- IT'S OKAY.

- IS THIS A BAD TIME?

- YEAH.

KIND OF.

- HEY.

COME HERE.

COME HERE.

I CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT YOU.

I MISSED YOU.

- I NEED TO TELL YOU SOMETHING.

- I ALREADY KNOW.

- YOU KNOW?

- I SAW HER LEAVE.

DOES SHE MAKE YOU FEEL

THE WAY I MAKE YOU FEEL?

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