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Or we can cut the bullshit,

and I can tell you

how it really is.

- Um.

- It's your call.

Life lessons with Grant

or teen acting class.

Teen acting class?

Great.

Life lessons it is.

Get up here.

What were you doing up here?

I was trying to show how

Blanche feels about Stanley.

Uh-huh.

And what does Blanche

feel about Stanley?

Hm?

Well...

I think that she's afraid.

I think

that she feels threatened.

At the same time, I think that

she's also still drawn to him,

you know?

It's his brute strength

versus her femininity,

her power of seduction.

Okay, you're smart,

so that's not the problem.

But tell me something, um...

Alexa.

Have you ever felt threatened?

I feel a little threatened

right now.

Oh, that's good.

But no, I meant, have you ever

been afraid of being hurt,

destroyed, raped?

No.

You ever f***ed anyone?

Sorry, but I don't think

that has anything to do...

It has everything

to do with it.

You shouldn't be playing

Blanche DuBois, honey.

You're a child.

Acting is not about

making up how you think...

someone else feels.

It's about having

something to drawn on...

A feeling of your own.

You ever been

hungry for anything?

- I don't know...

I'm not sure I know exactly...

Hungry.

Like wanting something

or needing something so badly...

that you will do

anything to get it.

Look,

life's gonna be easy for you.

You're pretty.

You're smart.

You got it real good.

So be a doctor

or a lawyer.

Or better still,

marry one.

You have no f***ing idea

who I am!

This is what it's about,

right now, the feeling you want

to slap the sh*t out of me.

I'll learn it.

I'll start

with the Stanislavsky book.

What's the exact title?

No book in the whole world

can teach you how to feel.

You got to figure

that sh*t out for yourself.

Well, if you

recommended it to Johnny...

and some mindless a**hole

with a God complex can learn it,

trust me, I can.

Is that really all you can see?

Let's forget about the scene

and just worry about you.

Shake it up a bit.

Do something

you're afraid of and fail.

And after all that...

if you still

want to be an actress,

God bless you.

Class dismissed.

Alexa?

Yeah?

Honey, can I come in?

Yeah, sure, come on.

Come on in.

Sweetie, are you sick?

You look sick.

No, just tired.

What's up?

Oh, I was just,

you know,

going through my makeup

clearing stuff out,

old nail polishes and stuff.

I was gonna give it to Marva,

but I thought you might

like to take a look.

Sure, yeah.

Are you sure you're okay?

Yeah.

Oh, I thought this

was a good color for you.

- It's pretty.

- Pretty, huh?

Delicate,

don't you think?

Well, I'll let you

get back to work.

- Okay.

- Thanks, Mom.

Night.

Do you want me to give you

something to help you sleep?

No, thanks.

I have to meet

my trainer early in the morning,

so I'll see you at dinner.

Alexa?

Are you sick?

It's 11:
30.

Hey, where the hell

were you this morning?

I took a mental health day.

It's not even lunch.

You mean you took

a mental health morning?

You're hilarious.

Sweetie...

what is this sweater

you're wearing?

I mean...

get dressed in the dark

or something?

I don't need this sh*t

from you right now, okay?

So please back off.

Okay.

Clearly, you're on some sort of,

like, psychotic trip right now.

So I'm just gonna pretend

that never happened.

I'll call you tomorrow

and tell you how the party went.

Nice hoodie, Ben.

Cute.

Hey.

Are you hanging out tonight?

Yeah.

Wow, don't sound so stoked

about it, okay?

Sorry.

I'm just out of it.

What was Courtney

flapping about?

Some party

at Johnny's tonight.

So freaking status quo.

So we going

to see a movie later or dinner?

I got to go.

What?

Damn, your ass looks sweet

in those jeans.

Josh, what are you doing here?

Don't get me in trouble.

I already have

enough sh*t to deal with.

Oh, yeah?

I'll give you

something to deal with.

Come here.

Josh!

You like that?

- Yeah.

- You like that?

Save it for Johnny's.

Oh, what's wrong, baby?

I have

the lamest scene for drama.

There was one cool scene,

and Alexa Walker got to do it

with Johnny Drake.

And I'm sorry that, like,

I don't want to play...

Donna's lesbian girlfriend

in front of the whole school.

I know, I mean, if you're

gonna do it with someone hot,

it'd be different, but...

Right?

At least Donna

knows she's a loser.

Alexa hides behind Courtney...

and thinks the rest of us don't

see that she's a f***ing freak.

Alexa, where were you

during class this morning?

I was counting on you

making my rehearsal schedule.

Alexa?

Hello, Alexa,

I'm asking where you were.

Could you not yell

in my f***ing face, please?

Um, is this detention?

You've got to be kidding me.

Quiet.

Have a seat, Alexa.

No talking.

Just work quietly.

Miss Davis

has you here till 5:00.

Damn.

Decided to be a bad girl,

huh?

What happened, you forget

to kiss her ass before you left?

Shh.

No talking, Johnny.

Nice sweater,

by the way.

Okay, so I think

I have everything.

Cool.

So what's up

with wanting to do this tonight?

I just feel like it.

The echo chamber enhance

the flow at the block party...

keeping M.C. heads spinnin'

like dark Bacardi

This B.A.C. is 2.3...

Now his liver's damaged,

but his lungs are joint free...

So inhale, exhale...

Breathe and get well...

Johnny! Yo!

Stop chirping like Nextel...

I'm all in together...

A swordsman's forever...

I paint the town red

with many heads are severed...

R.A.W.,

I still bring trouble to...

Throw your raps

in the sleephold...

Quick to snuggle you...

Dart at your breastplate...

Meet your death date...

Rook down at E4...

Look it's checkmate...

Jesus, what the hell

happened to you?

Whoa, girl.

Drawing blood

and displayed it graphically...

Direct order,

hit the border, then slaughter...

Horrific torture...

Mm, nice skirt.

And he literally thought

that we had had sex.

I swear to God.

Really?

Yeah, I love this song.

We have to dance.

You're all dressed up.

- Hands up.

- Okay.

Hips,

just start gyrating them.

Start gyrating my hips?

Okay, a little more.

Good.

You got it.

I like it.

Are you sure?

Okay.

Hey.

Hey.

You wanna rehearse?

What?

Do you want

to rehearse?

Are you serious?

Well, I mean,

I just meant...

Why'd you decide

to play dress-up tonight?

Why are you doing this?

It's about time,

don't you think?

Do you actually like me or...

Holy sh*t.

Well, sh*t.

Don't worry about it.

I'm on the pill.

I warn you, don't.

I'm in danger.

What did you do that for?

To twist the broken end

in your face.

I bet you would do that,

wouldn't you?

I would.

I will if you...

You want to roughhouse?

Okay, we'll roughhouse.

Ben!

Psst!

Ben!

Jesus.

So let's get down about it

Hey.

Where's Johnny?

How should I know?

What's up?

Nothing.

Nice work tonight.

Yeah?

Thanks.

That was kind of good,

wasn't it?

How'd that happen?

It's all about life,

chemistry,

and not acting, you know?

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