Gossip Page #4

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Honestly. I don't know.

Don't mess with me. Not now.

- Jones, not with you.

- Please.

You swear?

Not with you.

Not now, Derrick. No.

When?

When?

People tend to remember me.

You know what?

I don't always remember them.

- What's his name? Maybe I know him.

- I don't think so. Derrick Webb?

Is this some kind of sick joke?!

- Naomi!

- Get out of here!

Son of a b*tch.

I'm looking for a student who may

have graduated a couple years ago.

Sure. What's the student's name?

Naomi Preston.

I'm sorry, we can't give out

information on any students.

What?

Excuse me.

I can't talk to you.

I'm trying to help Naomi Preston.

How'd you hear? No one's talked

about that in a long time.

I just heard about it.

Well, I don't know how you did.

Didn't even make the papers here.

Rich people.

With enough money,

you can make anything go away.

You got that right.

Stories I could tell.

The way these kids behave.

No consequences for any of them.

So can you tell me what did happen?

- Travis, I really need to talk to you.

- In a minute.

Now, Travis!

He raped Naomi Preston in high school

and then he used us to do it again.

I think we could use a drink.

Don't try and deny it, Derrick.

I went to Danbury.

- We're back to Murder, She Wrote.

- I talked to someone who was there.

Someone who was there.

Which would be who?

A typist.

She's worked there a long time.

She knew everything about you.

You heard it in passing

from a complete stranger...

...and decided it had to be true.

Tell me what you did!

Naomi and I were together, all right?

I should've told you.

It was finally the right time for

both of us, after waiting years.

And she wanted to.

We were both ready,

and it was wonderful.

Then somehow, she freaked.

You met her.

She's not the most stable person.

You raped her.

I swear to you, no matter

what she says, it was not rape.

Generally, women are perfectly

happy to sleep with me.

Or do you have second thoughts too?

That's not an answer, Derrick.

Wait!

I'm sure he has an explanation.

Right?

Thanks, Travis.

At least one person has an open mind.

Naomi is your classic

poor little rich girl.

She's desperate to grow up

and actually become a woman.

But she's afraid that Daddy's

going to find out about it.

I can deal with that.

But then she decided to ruin my life.

Everyone in my hometown...

...thinks I'm a rapist.

And I'm...

My family won't even speak to me.

"Here's the trust fund, Derrick.

Stay out of our lives. "

Why that rumor?

I admit spreading that rumor

wasn't the nicest thing to do.

I have some anger, okay?

I wanted to hurt her.

You say that like it's okay

to want to hurt people.

Did you spread that rumor out

of the goodness of your heart?

The idea of hurting Naomi

was entertaining.

Come on, man. This is what you did.

Travis, you did it too.

Look...

...none of us intended for

this to go as far as it did.

But that is simply not our fault.

Now, was the whole thing a mistake?

Maybe.

You know what? We're in college.

We're young.

These are the times we should be

making mistakes.

This is the problem with

being nice, Jones.

Nice people don't live life.

I don't want to go through life

being sweet and polite...

...then realize when I'm 80,

I'm just some nice dead person.

Travis, come on.

I don't know.

A couple of us....

I mean, I spread a rumor

about Beau and Naomi.

I said they had sex during a party...

...and she knew she hadn't...

...so she thought what anyone

might think.

It didn't really happen.

I just said it did.

That's not much of a story.

If you want to help Beau,

do better than, "I made it up. "

I'm not doing this for Beau.

I don't even know him.

I heard that you had a crush on him.

No. I don't.

Have you ever heard of

obstruction of justice?

Impeding an investigation?

- That's not...

- Listen to me.

Because I'm not a complete a**hole,

I'm going to forget that we talked.

But if you start spreading this

around, I will not look kindly on it.

Didn't go so good?

See, that's the thing, Jones.

I lie much better

than you tell the truth.

We have to talk.

Jones, I was just...

We have to tell somebody.

You and me. I can't do this alone.

Maybe it'll blow over.

It's not gonna blow over.

If we don't do the right thing...

What's the matter with you?

You want to turn on Derrick?

After everything he's done for you?

You are nothing without him,

you know that?

You're pathetic.

Naomi?

It's Cathy Jones.

No, please don't hang up!

Naomi!

Go away.

Listen, Jones.

You may not believe this...

...but I'm sorry you're hurting.

I'm a cynical guy...

...and it's no big surprise to me

that nobody cares about the truth.

But I know it's hard on you.

And I'm not proud to be

the one who taught you that.

Please don't talk to me.

Jones, I mean it.

You're wiping my eyes

with a cocktail napkin.

Now, how appropriate is that?

You know...

...what do I care about

Naomi Preston, right?

I mean, I'm not ruining

my life for her.

That's my girl.

What's funny is, she's

never gonna even know.

All this happened and she's

never gonna even know.

Beau!

How was jail?

- I heard what you did, a**hole.

- What are you talking about?

You raped Naomi!

What if it's not true?

You heard I raped her?

Wait!

Wait.

Is it true you raped her?

The girl has a veracity problem.

Any guy who looks at her is a rapist.

This could help you, Beau.

You and me.

She did the same thing to both of us.

Can you give me a hand?

Can I tell you my side?

My side's really good.

Want to know what

really happened?

I saw you. I knew what was

going through your head.

She was saying no and

you were getting off on it.

- Go away.

- I just want to talk.

Go away.

Naomi, calm down.

I'm here to help, okay?

I'm calling security.

If you do, you'll

never know what happened...

...between you and Beau.

What do you know about that?

My God.

You are still the most beautiful girl.

I swear to God, if you don't tell me

what you're here for and go...

...I'm gonna lose it.

All right. All right.

Okay. Don't be so emotional.

Pills?

What about Beau?

Beau.

You liked him, huh?

God, it was like dj vu,

watching you two.

Because you liked me too.

You loved me, as I recall.

What do you mean, you watched?

I watched.

I was in the bathroom.

Why are you here?

Why are you here?

Why did you come to my school

if you didn't want to see me?

Because I didn't know, that's why.

I wish you were dead.

Well, that's nice.

Wow, look at this.

The Wizard of Oz.

You remember that night?

Oh, I do.

Okay. Get out of here!

I'm fine now!

Well, I'm not fine!

It wasn't my fault. I wasn't ready.

"I love you, Derrick. "

And then you ruin my life.

All of Danbury thinks I'm a rapist.

Just stop it!

Just tell me what you want and go!

We're even.

What?

You ruined my life back then.

I've ruined yours now.

We're even.

What are you talking about?

Beau never raped you.

I planted a rumor.

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