Damsels in Distress Page #4
Buying drinks for a person you don't
know seems to be a generous one.
Yes. Most guys won't even pay
for the women they do know.
What you've described is
l'll grant you that it's a tactic
or perhaps even a ruse...
...but without some of that,
would our species even survive?
The Lord said,
"Be fruitful and multiply."
Oh, my gosh.
No, this is how the world works,
seeing someone across a room.
This could be the romantic story
you tell your grandchildren.
And if you do marry
and have children...
...then he'll really learn
how to squander cash.
lsn't it good to know that
he's basically generous from the start?
Where's Priss?
Your eyes are so striking. So blue.
- Really? They're blue?
- Yes.
The most piercing blue.
You must know your eyes are blue.
- No.
- What do you mean?
What?
You must know
what color your eyes are.
Your eyes are very blue.
You know that.
l'm not gonna go around checking
what color my eyes are.
When you look in the mirror,
you see that your eyes are blue.
- Oh, come on.
- What?
l don't think my eyes have a color.
lf my eyes are so blue looking out,
wouldn't everything be kind of blue?
Like, have a bluish tinge to it?
Doesn't. Just looks normal.
That's...? That's blue?
- That color?
- Yes, of course.
Then what color is that?
Green.
You're saying that chair's green
but Frank's eyes are blue?
Yes.
Then what color are the walls?
Also green.
You didn't know that?
No.
How's that possible?
You think knowing the colors
is so important?
You're in college
and you don't know the colors?
Doesn't that embarrass you?
Well, no. Why should it?
That's why the 'rents are paying
big bucks to send me here.
You know, to learn stuff.
Well, gotta go hit the books.
l don't think anyone should feel
embarrassed about not knowing stuff.
What's embarrassing
is pretending to know.
Or putting people down because
you think they don't know as much.
Look, l'm happy to admit
l'm completely ignorant.
That's why l'm here
and plan to really hit the books.
So the next time you see me,
l will know more than l do now.
l'll be older but also wiser.
Or at least know more stuff.
For me, that's education.
Cheers.
Thor's great.
He's very clear about his objectives.
He really wants to learn things.
Frank?
What a jerk.
- He's a monster.
- Oh, my gosh, Violet.
You did everything for them.
They're nothing without you.
- What a rat.
- He's a moron.
- Don't waste a tear on that creep.
- Don't waste a single breath.
- Jerk.
- Stop.
- Please.
- What?
l love Frank.
l love him.
Come on, Violet, Frank's a moron.
You are well rid of him.
- Don't say that.
- Frank's not a moron?
You know, Lily, you're a bit harsh.
This obsession with intelligence.
Do you think it has some magical
quality transforming everything?
The intelligence line
is not an immutable barrier.
Love can cross it.
You can love someone
whose mental capacity is not large.
l know. l have.
- Well, there's a mutable barrier, then.
- Frank's stupid, we knew.
That he's a rat playboy operator,
l hadn't realized.
l don't want to turn bitter.
- l worry for Frank. l care about him.
- Well, l'd stop.
No.
l love Frank.
l always will.
lf that's the case,
why not fight for him?
- Against Priss? l'd never win.
- Sure you would.
Priss is a rat. A b*tch.
A rat b*tch.
Don't blame Priss.
She was crushed
when her blue-eyed Josh left her.
l should've known.
Of course she'd fall for Frank.
Josh and Frank
are both blue-eyed heartbreakers.
Poor Violet.
She's the roommate
who's so self-confident?
Yeah. But now she's a wreck.
But there's no logic
to the algebra of love.
"The algebra of love."
That sounds like the title
to some lame book.
lt's a title,
but the book's not lame at all.
Love's algebra?
l thought it was more geometry.
Okay, the title's not good,
but the book is.
What's it say?
Well, that while we're all perverse
in our romantic preferences...
...there's actually this logic
or algebra to our perversity...
...and it has something to do
with how the species has evolved.
- The survival of the species?
- Yes.
And whether it will
continue to do so.
No booze?
Just to find the nearest package store,
you had to drive 40 miles.
- These aren't so strong.
- No, they're really strong.
l think l'd like another.
- That wouldn't be a good idea.
- Why not?
- Well....
- Are you trying to stifle me?
- Lily?
- Oh, hi.
Listen, we're gonna get something
to eat. Why don't you come with us?
- l'm with Charlie.
- l can see that.
- But you really should come.
- Why?
l just think it would be a good idea.
- But why?
- You really must come. l insist.
Lily?
Lily, are you angry?
Lily, this is it. We're here.
What's the matter?
That was so rude. He's a nice guy
and you embarrassed him.
He's not nice.
He was trying to get you drunk.
- No, he wasn't.
- Plying you with martinis?
- l was plying myself with martinis.
- Come on, the guy's a total sleaze.
- A creep.
- You don't know anything about him.
The way he sent drinks
over to our table?
Alice.
Alice, what's wrong?
l had no idea
that Xavier could be so mean.
Sounds as if he was just trying
to protect you.
This Charlie Walker sounds like
an operator or playboy type.
No, he's not like that.
He's actually a really nice guy.
l thought he was
a slick businessman.
No. He dresses well,
but he works in strategic development.
- What?
- Strategic development.
He works at SDA.
Strategic Development Associates.
- He's an associate there.
- What he is, is a strategic operator.
Violet, are you okay?
Hey, miss, rain's coming!
Better get back!
- Polly, have you seen Violet?
- No. ls something wrong?
We're not sure.
Violet!
- Violet!
- Violet! Oh, my gosh, what happened?
l don't understand.
What were you doing?
How long were you gone for?
l'm sorry, l don't know.
l lost track of time.
But you feel better now?
Well, cleaner.
She'll say anything
to get in the show.
- She'll want doughnuts.
- You don't have to be suicidal...
- ...to get doughnuts, just depressed.
- Clinically depressed. From a clinic.
- Would you say you're depressed?
- l don't like the term.
- l prefer to say l'm in a tailspin.
- Oh, my God. A tailspin?
She can't even say
she's depressed.
She's gotta say something special.
Priss was honest.
She was depressed
and she had a right to be in the show.
Now every silly tailspinner's
trying to get in.
- The show is for everyone.
- No, it isn't, Freak.
To be in the center's programs,
you have to be clinically depressed.
That means
that you've been to a clinic...
...and they've said
that you're depressed.
Have you been to a clinic?
Have you been to a clinic?
Then you're not clinically depressed.
Violet. Violet. What is it?
Where are you going?
All l wanted was to make Frank happy.
l had all these plans.
Things we could've done together.
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