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He'd get decontaminated, and it

would just be for a half hour.

Are you crazy?

Wouldn't you be if you'd

been inside for 18 years?

No.

He'd get decontaminated,

and then he'd sit across

the room from me,

like, far, far away.

We can't always

get what we want.

Your mother

would never let you.

We don't have to tell her.

Is it that easy to lie?

You know,

it's easier than I thought.

You know what,

I'm gonna go home

and look on Rosa's

Internet history.

Rosa's the only

other person allowed inside,

but she's leaving for

Michigan in the fall.

She'll meet new people,

and I'll still be here.

What does he look like?

Rosa.

What?

Okay, I guess he's cute.

I don't believe you.

Yeah, maybe he is a figment

of my imagination.

Just like a really

good-looking mirage.

Things are finally getting

interesting for you.

And I'm leaving.

What are you

guys talking about?

Nothing.

Come on, Rosa, it's

time for us to go home.

Connected to

Oliver Bright's iPhone.

I'm right here.

That was way too easy.

Hey, what you looking at?

Nothing.

Is that a new sweater?

Yeah.

Carla irradiated it.

And where'd you get it?

From Rosa.

It's nice.

You look pretty.

You listen to me.

You stay on your

side of the room,

he stay on his.

I already told

him the same thing.

What are you talking about?

You stay on your side,

he stays on his.

-He's here.

-Who's here?

Olly.

Nod if you understand.

I'm worried you're

losing your motor skills.

Why?

Because I'm terrible

at saying no.

Because you deserve

a little something.

Is that what

you're gonna wear?

You just gonna

stay over there?

Carla said that I had to stay as

far away from you as possible.

Cool.

You're standing really still.

Maybe you should come in.

Yeah. Yeah.

I could do that.

You're really different than

I thought you were gonna be.

I know.

Sexier, right?

I understand,

you're nervous.

-It's all right, you can admit it.

-I am nervous.

All right. Well, so am I.

I like this room.

Yeah.

My mom built it so that I could

feel like I was outside.

Does it work?

Most days.

I have a really

excellent imagination.

Princess Madeline

in her glass castle.

I'm not a princess.

Good.

Because I'm not a prince.

So, how long

have you been sick?

My whole life.

I mean, what would happen

if you went outside?

Probably

spontaneous combustion.

We'll stay inside.

Yeah,

that's a good idea.

Have you ever left this house?

No.

Where would you go?

If you could.

The ocean.

The ocean? Why?

Well, it covers

72% of the planet.

And it's approximately

3 miles from here.

And I've never seen it.

It's a bad choice.

Why?

I'm assuming you can't swim.

Yeah, you're right.

But I'd like to try.

I respect the ocean.

I mean, it's beautiful. It's

impersonal, it's murderous.

It's Mother Nature

at her finest.

I mean,

the point of waves

is to suck your feet out from under

you so that you drown faster.

Right.

Didn't see that

dark turn coming.

Yeah, well...

I'm really good at handstands.

Yeah?

What else can you do?

Man.

I'm afraid

that's pretty much it.

You didn't touch, right?

No.

No touching.

Your face!

What? Is it red?

I can see it.

You're completely gone

and you barely know him.

I thought you

were on our side!

I'm just facilitating.

Do you, think I

could see him again?

In a week. I wanna

make sure you're okay.

What am I supposed

to do until then?

When was the last time

you posted a review?

Hey, where are you?

Skating in Venice.

Sh*t.

I'm sorry, Maddy.

No, no, no.

You should enjoy that.

For us both.

It's boring without you.

What makes you think

that I'd make it any better?

Well, there are no girls here, so

who am I supposed to show off to?

So, listen,

on Tuesday,

Carla has the night off,

and my mom's

working a double shift,

so I figured maybe

you'd come over

and we could watch the

fireworks from the sunroom.

Wait, Tuesday?

That's July Fourth.

Yeah. Do you have

plans or something?

No. I'm not very popular.

Lucky for me then, I guess.

So, I guess

I'll see you then.

All right. I will

see you then, Maddy.

Okay, bye, Olly.

Bye.

I don't know how Carla and

I got our wires crossed.

I don't wanna leave you alone tonight.

It's the Fourth of July.

You know, I'll see if

someone can cover for me.

You know, I'll be fine.

-You sure?

-Yeah, I'll be okay.

What are you gonna do?

I guess just read

a book or something.

So, calculus is

the mathematics of change.

It, doesn't necessarily predict the

future, but it does indicate it.

Indicate what?

Well, that people

are unpredictable.

I didn't really see

you as a math person.

Why not?

I guess 'cause

you're in summer school.

Right.

Well, that's...

That's just 'cause my dad

moves around a lot.

This is an ellipsis.

Does that mean that we're

having an awkward silence

or that you're thinking?

Both.

What are you thinking about?

I'm thinking that we should

probably agree to just be friends.

I don't think you have

that kind of restraint.

Well, my life is an exercise

in restraint, so...

Does this mean I can't

look at your lips anymore?

No.

Your dimple?

I don't have dimples!

Your hair.

Friends!

Ellipsis.

You make me wanna

stay in Los Angeles.

Why would you go?

What are you doing?

I'm moving closer to you.

Is that okay?

Yes, it's okay.

Okay.

I should tell you we shouldn't

push our luck, but I can't.

I don't want to.

Are you sure?

Yes.

Hello, Little Prince.

Is it always like that?

It's never like that.

Are you sure you're not sick?

You feel fine?

Yeah, I feel fine.

Better than fine, actually.

I feel pretty perfect.

Even though we touched?

We did.

Shared the same breath.

Yeah, we did.

Kissed.

Like I said, perfect.

Hey, goodnight.

Goodnight.

I read once that we change

the upper layers of our

skin every two weeks.

But some of our

cells don't renew.

They age, and age us.

In two weeks, my lips will have

no memory of kissing Olly.

But my brain will remember.

Yeah, that's right,

-walk away, Dad.

-Leave it alone, Olly.

Walk away!

It's not

your problem, okay?

It's not my problem

It's not my problem.

You really just say that

to me right now?

Stay out of it!

-Stay out of it?

-Yeah.

Stay out of it. How's that? How's

that for staying out of it?

-Really?

-Enough!

Madeline?

Olly!

-Maddy? Maddy, what are you doing?

-Are you okay?

Madeline?

Are you hurt?

Are you okay?

I'm okay. What are you doing?

Go back inside! Go!

Madeline! Madeline!

What are you doing?

I don't understand.

Why would you do that?

I'm sorry. I had to make

sure that he was okay.

-Did you touch anything?

-No.

Did you touch anything?

No, no. It was less

than a minute.

A second is all it takes.

I'm sorry.

Why would you risk your life

for a total stranger?

I'm okay.

He's not a stranger,

is he?

We're just friends online.

Online...

How could you?

She's right.

Four hours soaking

in an antiseptic bath,

and I could still

wake up tomorrow sick.

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