Love, Simon Page #2
Oh, well, God forbid we should
watch people make love.
Oh, God.
Oh, my God.
You guys are so repressed.
Don't therapize us, okay?
We are not your patients.
- We're your family.
- EMILY:
That's true.If you were my patients, you'd
be much more well-adjusted.
- Oh. Nice therapy burn, baby.
- Thank you.
- She got you.
- You know what?
We didn't see last week's
episode of The Bachelor.
Yeah, how did that guy
even become the bachelor?
Why?
Well, he's clearly gay.
- NORA:
No, he's not.- Really?
- He's handsome.
- That date,
where he took the girl to
the "make your
own perfume" place?
Dad! The producers
plan those dates.
He is so fruity.
He's so fruity.
He's a one-man pride parade.
Are you kidding me?
- He has more chemistry
- Just stop it.
with Chris Harrison,
than any of those girls.
(whispers) After this, I gotta
show you something.
Okay?
Let's watch The Americans.
EMILY:
Every single episode,you here next to me.
So your mother decided
that we should make
each other anniversary
presents this year.
You know, so they came
from the heart, or some crap.
Anyway, I decided to come up
with this bad boy.
Look at this.
I present to you,
a Jack Spier production.
- (mouse clicks)
- ("Heaven" playing)
I don't need to be the king
Of the world
Wait, wait.
Look at that!
Oh, it's so good.
As long as I'm the hero
Of this little girl
Look at this.
Wait, wait, wait.
Heaven isn't too far away
SIMON:
Yup. Okay.(stops video)
What are you...
Look, this is your
20th anniversary,
with you right now.
This looks
like a fourth grader made it.
And not even the smartest
fourth grader in the class.
Just, like,
a deeply average fourth grader.
What are you talking about?
This is amazing.
I got fade-ins.
I got dissolves.
- This is beautiful.
- Get up for a second.
I'll help you. Trust me.
We can make this good.
We just gotta put in...
you know, some home video.
Maybe put in some better music.
"Better music"? This was huge
when we were young.
Yeah. So was Bill Cosby.
("Waterloo Sunset" playing)
(cell phone ringing)
Hey.
Have you seen the new post?
No. What? Oh, my God.
You know, I'm never getting
back in that pool again.
Wait, no. About the closeted
gay kid at school.
What?
LEAH:
Yeah, it's on Creek Secrets.
People so busy
Makes me feel dizzy
Taxi light shines
So bright...
- Who do you think it is?
- (exhales)
I bet it's that sophomore
with the rimless glasses.
I get a vibe.
- Actually.
- Hmm.
Maybe it's Parker O'Malley.
I've heard he's, like,
obsessed with Les Mis.
Oh, gosh. Jeez. I gotta go.
Bieber just took a dump
on the floor.
LEAH:
Aw, Beebs.- Feed him some rice...
- Can I call you back?
SIMON:
"Sometimes, I feel likeOne minute I'm on
top of the world,
and the next,
I'm at rock bottom.
Over and over, all day long.
Because a lot of my life
is great,
but nobody knows I'm gay.
Blue."
(exhales)
As long as I gaze
on Waterloo sunset
I am in paradise
Every day I look at the world
From my window
But chilly, chilly
Is the evening time
Waterloo sunset's fine
Waterloo sunset's fine
Terry meets Julie
Waterloo Station
Every Friday night
(clears throat)
But I am so lazy
Don't want to wander...
Blue. Okay.
(exhales)
But I don't feel afraid
SIMON:
Dear Blue,I'm just like you.
For the most part,
my life is totally normal.
My dad was the annoyingly
handsome quarterback
who married
the hot valedictorian.
And no, they didn't peak
in high school.
I have a sister
I actually like.
Not that I'd
ever tell her that.
And then, there's my friends.
We do everything friends do.
We drink way too much...
So, like I said,
I'm just like you.
I have a totally,
perfectly normal life.
Except I have one
huge-ass secret.
As long as they gaze on
Waterloo sunset
They are in paradise
Jacques.
Waterloo sunset's fine
Waterloo sunset's fine
(panting)
Hey. Morning.
(cell phone chimes)
(sighs)
Nothin'.
TEACHER:
Math is whatwe're talking about.
Can anyone answer for me
how we find the value
of "d-y by d-x" that I have
written up on the board?
Does anyone want to...
Yes! Simon.
Can I go to the bathroom?
Sure, it's fine.
Thanks.
(sighs)
Simon. Simon.
- Yeah.
- Can I get some fries?
Oh, yeah. Yeah.
GARRETT:
I'm telling you,the Oakwood Tigers
score so many goals
because they shave their legs.
Garrett, I'm not gonna
shave my legs.
It makes their kicks
more aerodynamic.
We can just do
extra burpees, man.
Whatever, Bram.
Guys, I just found
a press-on nail in my salad.
BOTH:
Debbie.(indistinct chatter)
Why is there no cell reception
at this school?
I swear to God.
- Simonay, Simonay.
- Hey.
What are you doing?
You can't text in the halls.
How many times
have I told you that?
I can't have all my students
Tindering it up.
That's my department.
- Right.
- (laughing)
It actually is.
I got a really hot date
on Tinder tonight.
She is cute!
"Ew! Vice principals can't go
on dates. That's gross."
We're people too, Simon.
We like to go out.
We like to have a good time.
We like to have sex.
That's not a big deal, right?
Yeah, no. No biggie at all.
Actually. You know,
I totally see you as a person.
- Thank you. I appreciate that.
- Yeah.
- Thank you very much.
- You're welcome.
- Seriously.
- Yeah. Yeah.
Could I just get
my phone though?
No. Unfortunately, I'm gonna
have to keep it
until after play practice.
But you will get your precious
after play practice, okay?
I promise.
So how's play practice going?
- SIMON:
Great. Yeah, it's...- MR. WORTH:
How's Ms. Albright?SIMON:
She's good.MR. WORTH:
She's good?She doesn't like men.
Willkommen, bienvenue
Welcome im cabaret
(laughs)
Au cabaret, to cabaret
[claps]
Okay.
Those aren't actual claps.
My hands are tired! (chuckles)
Okay! All right.
That was...
Cal, help me. That was...
That was a start?
That was a start!
Is what it was.
That was a start.
You know, when Mr. Worth
told me that no student,
regardless of talent...
(chuckles)
...was to be left out of
my production, I had my doubts.
Yes, I did.
(chuckles)
Yeah.
That's it.
That's my whole speech.
TAYLOR:
Ms. Albright.Hi. That was
the biggest train wreck
our stage has ever seen.
And Rob and Brianne
were practically dry
humping the whole song.
MS. ALBRIGHT:
Oh, I saw.Save the kissing
for the cast party. All right?
This is war. You're Nazis.
Okay? More anger.
Suraj, stop pretending
that trumpet is your penis!
- My boy.
- (all laughing)
It is a rental.
I was an extra
in The Lion King,
and this is where I am.
Hey. What time is it?
Ten minutes since the last time
you asked. Go.
One! Two! Three! Four!
ABBY:
Welcome...MS. ALBRIGHT:
I will kill you.Oy, yoy, yoy, yoy, yo!
- Mr. Worth.
- Hey, what's up, my brother?
Hey, just here for my phone.
Oh, of course you are.
Of course you are.
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