Little Secrets Page #4

David's not hurt, but...

...this woman, she's a waitress.

She broke a couple of ribs

and totaled her car.

My parents don't want

anyone here to know.

They think David will get a bad reputation.

- He'll probably be grounded for Life.

- He should be thrown in jail.

David wasn't even driving.

What's the difference?

He let his stupid friend drive drunk.

- They didn't kill anybody.

- They could have.

That's a big enough secret

to give me your side of the bargain.

- It's not that big of a deal.

- It is to me.

Why are you so freaked? You owe me.

"We will help and promise

to help each other...

"...wherever in the world we are."

Are you happy?

- What?

- That's what it means.

"We will help and promise,"

W-W-H-A-P is "wwhap."

If you take the first letter

from each word, it works.

- It's not grammatically correct.

- We were 8 when we wrote it.

It was a stupid secret.

You had no right to tell me

about your brother.

Wait. You're not going to tell my parents

I told you?

No, but you should know something, Philip.

A person that will do that once

will do it again.

- Gregory?

- What? Yes.

I bet you'd Like

some of these gummy bears?

Look, baby. They're on special.

Why don't you get three? Go ahead.

- One's enough, Mom.

- You are a good boy.

Gotcha.

Hi, I'm Jordan. Is Jenny home?

She's already dead.

Ill leave these on her grave.

And if you really want to mourn,

I'd cancel your on-Line account.

That way you can stay loyal to her forever.

'Bye now.

Gross.

They're totaled.

Excessive bleach caused the holes.

Use one cup and wash on medium heat.

Over and out.

I got another one.

- A kitten?

- A cat. A black one.

The Josephsons didn't care about her.

She was always outside.

You kidnapped Midnight?

Midnight is ordinary.

I renamed her Leticia.

They have signs up all over.

You have to give her back.

You can't force me,

and you better not tell on me.

I wouldnt, but if you don't let her go,

you can't be a client of mine.

Be that way! Fine!

I'm never going to steal

from my dad again.

- Good for you.

- It's easier to steal straight from the store.

Why are you telling me this?

- I got to tell someone, right?

- This isn't confession.

I know, but what I was thinking is

whatever you want, Ill steal for you.

- It's kind of fun.

- I earn my spending money.

We have to write the obituary by 6:00,

so we can run it in tomorrow's Chronicle.

You told him that she died?

- It was your idea.

- I didn't mean it.

Now you tell me.

You're going to have to tell Jenny.

This is not fair to her.

Shell never speak to me again.

It'll be Like being an only child.

Ill tell her.

Some secret keeper you are.

I should have never trusted you.

I won't tell. You're right, Isabelle.

I can't tell.

- Who are you expecting?

- My friends just got back into town.

- Can't you just forget what I told you?

- You keep reminding me.

Okay. I won't talk about it anymore.

I think Ill go for the chamomile.

We're reuniting. It's girls only.

I get it.

Do you mind putting this on the booth

on your way out?

Phil, Ill see you.

Yeah. See you.

I thought you kissed Harold.

Well, I did. But then I met Benji.

So she decides to drop Kip,

and hook up with Big H.

As far as I'm concerned it was

a waste of time and meant nothing.

I was doing it for Jordan...

...so I'd have some experience

when we met.

What did he do?

Go for another subscriber?

He's not on-Line anymore.

He just vanished without a trace.

He didn't even say good-bye.

I'm sorry.

Don't worry about it,

there's more where that came from.

The Greenbacks' special.

Wwhap the o wit wwa.

Don't you think

we're getting too old for that?

Yeah, but who gives?

You seem different.

Did something happen?

Nothing happened.

I thought you were grounded.

I'm allowed to come outside, Phil.

And besides...

...what could Mom and Dad

take away from me?

There's nothing to do here.

See what I mean?

Here, kitty, kitty.

No wonder you settled for

that weirdo violinist next door.

Dad said she's coming over

to watch a concert tonight. I can't wait.

Nice shot.

Go get it, man.

Doesn't matter anyway.

She's a flake. Shell forget.

Are you the violin player?

No way. I'm David.

Her name is Emily.

- Like Emily...

- Dickinson?

And Emily Bronte.

Didn't I see you at the mall?

- Yeah, I think.

- When?

You probably have to get back

to your lesson, Emily?

Yeah, I do.

We'll see you later for the concert, right?

No, I'm not going to be able to make it.

I'm sorry, Philip.

Man, she is so pretty.

I don't think so. Her hair hangs in her face.

You're too young, man. You can't see it.

Wait a minute. You Like her, don't you?

Emily? I don't think so.

- Give it up, buddy. You're 12.

- David, you got it so wrong.

Then you won't be upset

when I make my move.

Of course not.

But you should give it up. She's in Love

with some middle-aged composer.

Excuse me.

Can't you guys read?

It says O-N-V...

It says, "On vacation," you illiterate.

That's right. In case you guys

haven't realized, I have a Life.

What am I supposed to do with this?

That's up to you.

I have to get rid of the stand.

Who wants to give me a hand here?

I need to tell you something.

Let me guess. You dug up human remains.

- They're not human.

- Let it be your own secret.

What's going on?

I need to get rid of this,

and nobody's willing to help.

Where to?

- Over here?

- Yeah.

All right.

- So what is this thing anyway?

- I'd rather not get into it.

Secret keeper?

- I could tell you anything?

- I'm not in business anymore.

I don't have to tell you a secret.

We could just hang out.

- I'm sorry.

- It's okay.

I appreciate your help. I just...

I told my mom

I would go someplace with her.

- Okay. What's up?

- What do you mean?

Why was this piece mastered

two weeks ago, and suddenly...

I just have a lot on my mind.

Put that down.

Come here.

So. Let's talk.

I can't, Pauline. It's a secret.

Well, whatever it is...

...I highly encourage you to resolve it

before Monday.

Why Monday?

Your audition.

Ill tell you what.

Ill meet you at your house on Sunday

for a run through.

See if you can sort out

what's bothering you.

That would be perfect. Youll already

be at my house for the baby shower.

You better be prepared to sign autographs.

I told everybody

you were in the symphony.

They're dying to meet you.

Ill see what I can do.

You know this piece.

The next couple of days,

relax and have fun.

Okay?

Shouldn't you be playing tennis,

or your harmonica?

I got a lot on my mind,

so I'm taking time off.

Well, I wouldnt want to take time away

from your time off.

Emily, wait.

- Is this about Philip?

- No, it has nothing to do with Philip.

I have a lot on my mind, too.

I have this big audition in two days,

and I've never played worse.

Not that I can totally relate, but...

Maybe you're getting distracted

by all the outside stuff.

The competition.

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