Picture This Page #7
- PG-13
- Year:
- 2008
- 92 min
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(SIGHING)
Peyton.
Peyton, I don't want to be a crummy uncle,
I want to be a great uncle.
if I could just find you.
(PEYTON LAUGHING)
Gosh, I wonder where Peyton is.
You found me.
I sure did.
(LAUGHING)
There you are.
You like that?
Pretty tasty.
It's almost 9:
00.Time to call Mandy.
Some place to fall
No pain at all
I know I'm home when I'm next to you
DREW:
I can't believe I've been out ofyour orbit for four years.
MANDY:
Yeah, well, I haven't exactly beenwhat you call a rising star.
You are tonight.
You're the most beautiful girl here.
Drew, I don't have to be
the most beautiful.
I'd just like to be somebody to you.
You are.
Do you wanna go somewhere
we can be alone?
Just the two of us?
(YOUR RIDE PLAYING)
Um...
I'm expecting a call.
Okay, I'll meet you up there.
Your dad's gonna call, like, in a minute.
We have to punk him one more time.
No.
No, it's time to take a stand.
I'm gonna tell him that I'm gonna do
what I want, when I want.
I mean, how could I even trust myself
if he can't trust me?
(DIALING)
What in God's name are you doing?
Sexual tension.
It's just too much for her, she's snapped.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Hello.
Daddy. Are you okay?
Yes, I'm fine.
Yeah, I'm just whispering because
I finally got Peyton to go to sleep.
Hey, Mandy, listen.
When I raised you,
I did an okay job, right?
I mean, on a scale of one to 10,
I was probably an eight.
I mean, I was at least an eight, right?
I mean, it wouldn't be a five.
Dad, you're a 10.
Really?
Cross my heart.
Why didn't you call me?
Well, because
I trust you.
Yeah.
Oh.
Okay.
Well, I guess I'll go.
-Dad?
-Yeah?
Thanks for not calling.
Okay.
Hey.
Hey.
Every time I see you, I like you even more.
Thanks.
So, this is the tower.
Yeah.
MANDY:
Wow.That's cool.
That's a good one.
That's...
My favorite.
-Drew, you are one of us.
-Drew, you are one of us.
-Drew, you are one of us.
-Drew, you are one of us.
LISA:
She took you away.-Drew, you are one of us.
-Drew, you are one of us.
-Drew, you are one of us.
-Drew, you are one of us.
LISA:
Come back to us.What is she doing?
She's using Marilyn Manson's blood
to put a curse on Mandy.
I told you, she is a real witch.
It's payback time.
Come back.
Come back to us.
-Drew, you are one of us.
-Drew, you are one of us.
-Drew, you are one of us.
-Drew, you are one of us.
-Drew, you are one of us.
-Drew, you are one of us.
LISA:
Come to me, Drew.Come back.
She stole you away from me.
-Drew, you are one of us.
-Drew, you are one of us.
LISA:
Leave her.Come back to me, Drew.
She is bad.
Come back to me.
-Drew, you are one of us.
-Drew, you are one of us.
-Drew, you are one of us.
-Drew, you are one of us.
-Drew, you are one of us.
-Drew, you are one of us.
(GULPING)
-Drew, you are one of us.
-Drew, you are one of us.
LISA:
I don't feel so good.(LISA COUGHING)
(LAUGHING)
I can feel your heart beating.
So can I.
Drew.
You're the most handsome,
coolest guy I've ever met.
My hands are sweating.
Would you excuse me?
''My palms are sweating''? Come on, Drew.
God. Okay, water, water.
(WATER RUNNING)
(EXCLAIMS)
But now I hurt so bad
You think you have friends
that you
Don't really have
I can take a slap
like the best of them
But when it hurts
too much to feel
Oh, I just dress
my heart up
Oh
Mandy?
(ALL LAUGHING)
BOY 1 :
Awesome spew.BOY 2:
Lisa Cross, the vomit queen.How you feeling?
That was so incredibly mean
and sneaky and underhanded.
I know, and I feel just wonderful.
-Wonderful.
-Did you see her face?
They're ridiculous.
How'd it go?
Let's just get out of here.
(DOOR CLOSING)
I know you're waiting up.
Ready to pounce.
Yeah, you're right, I couldn't sleep.
But I want you to know
that I don't wanna know.
You don't wanna know what?
It's none of my business.
I mean, I feel bad
that I tried to make it my business.
Remember when you said
that I was a good dad and that I was a 10?
Yeah.
Well, I finally listened
and I just sort of realized
at some point tonight,
I did the best I could.
And then everything felt like
it was gonna be okay.
And then,
well,
I have something to show you.
Step into my office.
I made a few changes.
Now, it's modular.
No longer attached.
Detachable.
Dad,
I don't want to be detachable.
It's just that I'm so sorry
about being paranoid and overbearing
and ridiculous and...
Keep going, you're on a roll.
Control freak.
Very good.
Thanks.
You know how you always say
-Well...
-Well, at this one particular moment...
Kind of a critical mass kind of thing,
when I wasn't sure, you know, what to do,
I just listened to my heart.
I was listening to you.
Sweetie.
Get some sleep.
So you could've had this boy,
this Drew Patterson.
This every-girl's-fantasy.
And turning him down means...
Social suicide.
I'm sorry.
Dad,
it was my choice.
You let me make it.
Thanks.
(SIGHS)
MANDY:
Once again, I had to walk as aghost on the grounds of high school.
had done the unthinkable.
I had spurned the crown prince
of Camelot.
The repercussions of which
for weeks to come.
All right, all right, listen up.
This is the moment
we've all been waiting for.
Senior prince, Drew Patterson,
will now crown his princess.
Drew.
Come on, man, what's up?
If you do this, you're no longer one of us.
Come.
-Oh, no.
-Oh, yes.
Come with me, please.
Why are you doing this?
I figured you might not say no to me.
And I could do this.
And this.
Pictures of me
Hung up on your wall
for the world to see
Pictures of you
Pictures of me
Hung up on your wall
for the world to see
Confess to me
Every secret moment
Every stolen promise
you've believed
Confess to me
All that lies between us
All that lies between
you and me
We are the boxers
in the ring
We are the bells
that never sing
There is a title
we can't win
No matter how hard
we must swing
Pictures of you
Pictures of me
Hung up on your wall
for the world to see
Pictures of you
Pictures of me
Remind us all
of what we could have been
Pictures of you
Pictures of me
Hung up on your wall
for the world to see
Pictures of you
Pictures of you
Remind us all
of what we could have been
What could have been
We could have been
Pictures of you
Pictures of me
Remind us all
of what we could have been
We could have been
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