River's Edge Page #6

And the incident points up a fundamental|moral breakdown in our society.

Thank you, Kevin, for your|insightful self-righteous indignation.

- I'd still like to hear from Tom.|- Just quit staring at me like that, man.

- Clarissa.|- Sorry I'm late.

You knew Jamie, right?|You were one of her friends.

Describe to us how you remember her.

Remember her?

Yeah, what she looked like.|What she meant to you.

You're bullshit. What gives you the right|to put Clarissa on the spot like that?

I mean, she's upset, man.|Her friend is dead.

Are you upset, Clarissa?

Are you? I mean, if you are,|come on, let's get it off your chest.

F*** you.|Why don't you just leave her alone?

No, f*** you, man.

Because I don't buy it.

You don't give a damn.

I don't give a damn. Nobody in this|classroom gives a damn that she is dead.

It gives us a chance to feel superior,

and to point up a fundamental|moral breakdown in society,

but it doesn't really affect us, does it?

Because if it did, none of us would|be in this classroom right now.

We'd be out on the street,|half-crazy from lack of sleep,

hunting down Samson Toulette|with a gun.

- That's a reprehensible attitude.|- Just shut up, Kevin.

Are we gonna be tested on this sh*t?

It's gonna be like this all day. Teachers|lecturing us about what monsters we are.

- I can't handle much more.|- I say we split. Got just the place, too.

Come on, Clarissa.|We're taking the day off.

- Cheque... cheque's in the mail.|- Feck.

Where the hell have you been?|Where's John?

John.

He's gone.

He's gone to the river.

- I'm dying.|- Put your hands up!

Company.

Hello? Hello, who is this?

This just blows my mind, man.|We're celebrities.

- Just what you always wanted, huh?|- Well, it's a start.

They're having an open casket|funeral for Jamie.

- That's gross.|- I know. I think it's in bad taste.

This entire episode is in bad taste.

Young people are a disgrace|to the human race. To all living things.

To plants, even. You shouldn't even|be seen in the same room as a cactus.

What's that?

- Sh*t.|- Oh, my God. Not again.

- Is it dead?|- It's a dummy.

I'm getting outta here.|I told you this was stupid.

No, no, no, hold it.

What are you doing? Don't throw rocks,|it's a person. Maybe it's still alive.

- No, it's Ellie.|- Ellie?

- It's a sex doll.|- Who's Ellie?

That's Ellie. Feck's girlfriend.|I wonder what she's doing here?

It's just, like, you gotta make|the best of it while we're still alive,

because any day now, boom!|And we're dead.

- You want to know what I think?|- No, Mike.

Somebody could murder you, you know.|Or Russia could send over nuclear bombs.

I say we just get the Russians stoned.|It might mellow 'em out a touch.

- Where's John?|- What?

Forget about John. God.|Would you just forget about him?

- I should kick your ass right here.|- What did I do?

Leave me alone.

You don't know what's going on.|None of you know what's going on.

I'll find him myself.

- Layne?|- John!

You've been awake all night|searching for the a**hole.

He's not an a**hole.

He's an a**hole. He doesn't give a sh*t|about anything. His friends, himself.

He doesn't care if he dies.|Can't you see? Would you listen to me?

I know you don't care|about him that much.

- You know that?|- I f***ing know you, Layne.

You get these ideas in your head|and you don't think.

And this idea of helping John out,|it's not a good idea.

You have a better idea?

Yeah.

Turn him in.

You would do that, wouldn't you?

I did.

You should finish the job, Layne.

- I should kill you for even saying that.|- You're talking sh*t and you know it.

You turn on us so easily.

I thought you were a f***ing friend.

I knew that me and John|were alone all along.

- Layne.|- Let him go.

What's with him?

He's upset.

John.

John.

John.

John.

Matt.

You shouldn't have hit me.

- Don't be stupid, Tim.|- You finked on John.

I'm your brother. Give me the gun.

Look. I'm sorry I hurt you, OK?|I was upset.

Now give me the gun, OK?

Goddammit, Tim.

I'm your brother.

Come on.

They f***ing killed him.

They killed him.

Because there was no hope for him.

There was no hope at all.

He didn't love her.

He didn't feel a thing.

I, uh...

at least loved her.

I cared for her.

I mean... You understand, don't you?

Sure you do.

I don't, uh, like killing people.

But sometimes it's necessary.

That's enough for now.

I...

I'd like you all to leave now.

I'm very tired, and sort of depressed.

I lost a good friend today, you know?

Please don't say your last goodbye

Please don't say

Say your last, your last goodbye

Yes, you're leaving me

Leaving me here to cry

You know I love you

Oh, I love you

More than I do my own mother

You know I love you

More than I do my own mother

Why can't we stay together

Oh, why can't we love each other

I'm gonna miss you

I'm gonna miss you

I'm gonna miss you

Oh, I'm gonna miss you

I'm gonna miss you

I'm gonna miss you

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