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Homecoming Page #3
- When did she check in?
- Last night.
OK. Let me see.
No, sorry.
- Are you sure that's her name?
- Yeah, I'm sure that's her name.
I've got no record of her.
- Could she have checked out already?
- Maybe she did.
But not out of this motel.
Of course, she never checked in.
Sorry, sorry.
This doesn't smell good, man.
- What?
- This whole situation.
I mean, what do you think?
Maybe she got cold feet and bailed.
What? No way.
No, I know Elizabeth.
She wouldn't do that.
Even if she did, she wouldn't do it
without a phone call first.
- Something happened.
- You called all her friends?
I called the ones I know. Nothing.
Isn't there something you can do?
Track her car, satellite or something?
I can't file a missing person report
or anything for at least 48 hours.
She could be dead by then.
Come on, Mikey, sh*t like that
doesn't happen in this town.
Oh, my God!
Hello?
Elizabeth?
You awake?
Elizabeth?
- Oh, God!
- If you're gonna snoop around
in other people's business,
you should ask for permission first.
You know you're not supposed
to be putting pressure on that ankle.
Here. Let's see what you've done.
OK. Sorry, Shelby,
I didn't mean to go in your room.
- Does this hurt?
- Yes. Yes, yes, yes.
- What about this?
- Shelby, please stop!
- Stop, stop, stop, stop!
- And this?
I spent a lot of time taking care
of you last night, you know?
is allow for my work to do its job.
Instead, you had to go
for your little walk and f*** it all up.
Looks like I'm gonna
have to set this again.
No, no, Shelby!
Please, why are you doing this to me?
I'm trying to help you.
...four-point-nine, so when you see...
Look at this guy.
Waylon, freshman. Starting.
He blocked the ball...
...with three carries
for 14 yards already.
Out of a double tight end here.
A roll by Tomczak.
- Hello?
- Hey, Mike.
Hey. How'd you get this number?
Elizabeth gave it to me last night.
She's great, that girl.
- Does your mom just love her?
- Yeah, like two peas in a pod.
Awesome. I told her she would.
Well, anyway,
I was wondering maybe if you could steal
a minute to be by yourself,
if you wanted to get together
or something?
Listen, don't make me beg.
Just stop by The Alley or something.
I'm sure Elizabeth will understand.
- How about dinner?
- I can't.
- My parents are planning something.
Lunch?
OK, lunch.
Great. I'll see you then.
Bye, Shelby.
BLT's still your favorite, right?
- There you go.
- Thanks.
You know, you haven't changed that much.
Whenever your team plays on TV,
I always look out for you.
It's pretty silly.
I swear I saw you once.
Probably wasn't you.
What's wrong, Mike?
You look like hell.
- Just 'cause you ain't playing...
- It's not about football.
What is it then?
- Elizabeth?
- Why would you say that?
I don't know, you just...
You had that look.
Did she say something to you
the other night, Shelby?
You know, Mike, I feel weird.
I mean, she was pretty drunk.
- What did she say?
She just... She said something
about being in over her head.
But she adores you, Mike.
Anyone can see that.
Over her head?
Yeah, and she might have said something
about an ex-boyfriend.
Who, Eddie?
You know, I don't remember the name.
Oh, my God.
Hey, listen.
Everyone has exes from their past.
I mean, you still think
of me sometimes, right?
I don't know. I just...
Billy and I dropped her off
at the motel
'cause she didn't want
to meet my mom drunk.
And I haven't heard from her since.
She won't even answer her phone.
I thought you said your mom and her
were two peas in a pod.
I didn't know what else to say.
I'm so sorry.
Maybe she just needs
some time to herself.
I'm sure she'll call you
when she's ready to talk.
I should get going.
- Hey, you going to The Pitt later?
- Maybe.
Well, maybe I'll see you there.
You know, I had lunch with Mike today.
He seems to be doing real good.
It's good to see you're
finally staying off your foot.
I'm sorry it's so cold in here.
It's just that damn heater
keeps crapping out on me.
Sleep well.
Phone ain't working.
I just needed some water.
Really?
'Cause that doesn't look like a sink,
Elizabeth.
That looks like phone.
That is a phone, isn't it?
- Please don't.
- Please what?
Please rescue you from the side of
the road where you were left for dead?
Please give you a warm bed
and a roof over your head?
Please nurse you back to health?
I've been trying to do that,
but you're such a selfish b*tch
that all I get in return
is lying and spying and bullshit!
- Shelby, this is a kidnapping.
- Kidnapping?!
Can't you see I'm trying to help you?
Great. Now look what you made me do.
What is it that you want from me?
I want you to start
appreciating my hospitality.
I do.
Oh, Shelby, I appreciate it.
You know, Mike was right about you.
You are a selfish b*tch.
I suggest you get yourself
back upstairs and into bed
before I really lose my patience.
OK.
All right, we called the morgue,
the hospital. Guess what, Sherlock?
No dead bodies matching her description.
In fact, no dead bodies at all.
- You're a dick, you know that?
- I try.
Dude, it's from Elizabeth.
Look at that. It suddenly got easier.
"Sorry, things are moving too fast.
Going back to school.
Need time to think.
Talk soon. Elizabeth. "
- Flag on the play.
- Dude, please.
I know this sucks, but look on the
bright side. You know she's all right.
I gotta call her.
Michael, calm down.
Michael, what are you doing?
Michael, you got a whole town here
that loves you. This is one girl. Stop.
It's Elizabeth.
I can't get to my phone...
What is that douchebag
ex-boyfriend of hers?
- Eddie?
- Wait, how did?
Elizabeth got a call from Eddie
when we were at The Alley,
- and you were in the back with Shelby.
- Why didn't you say anything?
until just now.
Oh, my God.
You know what I think
the problem is here?
I think you've never
been rejected before. Ever.
Dude, no offense, but I can't listen...
because you need some perspective.
Mikey, you came back here
to get your jersey retired.
You're the only one anything good has
ever happened to in this shithole.
You know what it's like for me
to sit here and watch you
throw this whole experience away
over some chick
who doesn't even have the decency
to break up with you to your face?
She... she faked
checking into a motel
so she can bail on you.
You wanna be with a girl like that,
God bless you.
You know what? You're right.
- F*** it, let's have some fun.
- Thattaboy. Top drawer.
Call up Aunt Rita,
get her to warm up the kitty.
- No strip clubs.
- I'm kidding.
Aunt Rita retired... sadly.
- What about The Pitt?
- Anyplace but The Pitt.
- Shelby's gonna be there.
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