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we say goodbye to him.
Nobody gets hurt, so who cares?
He, we, all have a blast.
And a little dang culture.
What do you say we get out of here?
Goddamn culture's overrated.
for a ride in his Ferrari later.
- Show me how fast that thing is.
- You sure?
Yeah. I never been in a Ferrari before.
Yeah. You like that?
Who's there?
Somewhere...
Come on now, Arvin.
We got a lot of work to do.
Damn, Daddy. This sh*t smells so awful.
Well,
tell you what.
Lola don't know
nothin' about work.
Hey...
God damn it.
What?
It's almost noon.
Noon? Sh*t.
I'm gonna go into the city.
Gotta do some stuff.
Think you'll feel better
if you stay for breakfast?
No.
I just didn't think
you'd hook up with him.
It's not like I planned it.
One thing just led to another.
Sometimes, it just happens.
Sometimes?
What?
You think I'm a slut now? Is that it?
No.
I mean...
Don't you think you're getting in a bit
over your head here?
I know what I'm doing, Faith.
Look what he gave me.
He gave it to you?
I bat my eyes. Admire it.
Wish I could have one just like it,
and it's mine.
They always give me something nice.
And I never call 'em back.
I can handle myself.
I'm not a whore, Faith.
I know.
You sure didn't stay long.
I know. And thank you
for being so understanding
about the deposit.
No problem.
Can I borrow your hair dryer?
Neat. It's broken.
So where are we going
on this big date tonight?
Hey, baby.
What are you doing here, Jimmy?
How'd you find me?
- You followed me?
- Going on a date?
I told you. We just need to talk!
No, no, no, no!
I told you... wait.
You just wait. Please!
I said come on.
Just listen, baby. Listen.
Just stay here and
listen right here to me.
I know I f***ed up big time.
I said I'm f***ing sorry!
That's all there is to say.
Give me a chance!
We're engaged now!
You all right? You okay?
It's all right. It's okay.
Is Jimmy that ex of yours
you been telling me about?
You were mumbling
his name in your sleep.
That and a creepy
shitload of missed calls
from a guy named Jimmy
you've been getting.
So I'm nosy. Sue me.
Damn thing's been vibrating
ever since you got here.
Hey.
I say hell, f*** him.
Men are pigs.
If it makes you feel any better,
I keep a shotgun
in my bedroom closet.
Is it loaded?
Hey.
Come on! Now!
Get!
Get a move!
How you doing?
Nice to meet you, too!
Hi. I'm Faith.
Lola's new roommate?
Sorry we haven't had
a chance to actually...
meet yet.
Lola! My God! What happened?
Nothing. I'm fine.
F***ing Ferrari.
I told him to park it behind
the stables last night.
He said he would, but he didn't.
My old man must have seen
him leaving or something.
Your dad did this?
Come on.
I hate this place.
The exact day I turn legal,
I'll be gone from here so fast,
they'll never know what hit 'em.
I got it all figured out, too.
I've been saving up for it.
Where are you gonna go?
You ever wish you were
someone else, Faith?
All the time.
It'd be so dang easy.
Just run off someplace new
where no one knows you.
Completely reinvent yourself.
Erase all your past sins.
Just be who you want.
You know what I mean?
For being such a jerk to you
when you woke up today.
I saw you looking at it.
Dang, Faith.
I wish I had talent, something like you.
You know what?
I think I'm gonna go for a ride.
I just need to get
away sometimes, you know?
- You want to come?
- Nah. I think I'll pass.
I won't tell.
My dad said if he ever caught
someone going in there,
they'd be dead meat.
So I won't tell on you.
Where is he, your dad?
Hey, you like fireflies?
Uh, yeah, sure.
- You wanna see where I get 'em from?
- Okay.
But we gotta wait till later, though,
when the sun's going down.
Hey, do you like root beer?
I saw you the other day
near the hog pens.
I woulda said hi and all, but...
Oh, it's okay.
Arvin's weird sometimes.
Mom said he has issues.
Where is your mom?
Mom and Dad has this big fight and all.
And Mom found some
stuff he was hiding.
Then Mom got real mad
That's when they found her
up in her bedroom.
She had a long rope around her neck.
- I'm so sorry.
- It's okay.
They always say it's a better place
up there than down here.
Dad made Lola move
out here in the barn.
I got chores to do.
Don't tell anyone what
we talked about, okay?
Well this is kinda
out of my price range.
A girl's gotta treat herself sometimes.
Did you call David?
Who?
Ferrari. Last night.
Oh, him.
Nope.
Once you hook up,
Not even to say thanks?
I mean, the guy gives you,
like, what, a $2,000 watch,
and he doesn't even get a thank you?
Oh, he got his thank you.
Why do you think I slept till noon?
Come on, come on. Call him.
Why you so interested in calling him?
Like what you saw?
Now that...
I gotta have.
Listen, um,
I had a conversation with Cort today.
He told me about your mom.
What do you think?
Too easy access?
Why didn't you tell me about her?
'Cause I don't really
like to talk about it.
Why? It might help if you talk...
Just the same way
you don't like to talk about Jimmy.
- Yeah, but he talked about...
- Lookit, Faith,
everyone deals with pain
or the past differently.
Some choose to run from it
by having as much fun
as humanly possible.
Others choose to run from it and hide.
I'm sorry.
I didn't mean that, like...
No, it's okay.
You're right.
Hey, let's you and me go out tonight.
It's Saturday.
We can get loose and get wasted.
Sure. Why not?
Hey, Cort, where we going?
Just a little further. Come on.
They really like the water.
It's beautiful.
You gotta pay attention.
They only last for a while.
Come on. It's fun.
Get him.
Got ya.
You get any?
What's that?
Nothing.
Come on.
What's wrong?
Listen, I've been thinking about it,
if I moved out.
And I was wondering
if maybe you wanted
to come with me.
Come with?
Well, yeah.
I've got this cousin out in L.A.
He could put us up
for a little while, I think.
Nothing great, but it would be, you know.
So what do you think?
I think...
I think I forgot what caring feels like.
Sorry, I'm sorry. Sorry. I'm sorry.
Sometimes my emotions,
they just get away from me.
I'm sorry.
Hey, check it.
When did you get that?
Today, after you left.
Hurt like hell, but it's
pretty sick-looking, huh?
Hey, so it's last call.
I was thinking maybe
you'd like to buy me a drink.
Thanks, but I'll pass.
Okay, how about I buy you one?
Can't afford me.
How do you know?
Prove me wrong, hon.
Coming right up.
So what do you say?
Are you interested
in going with me?
Oh, f***, yeah. Count me in.
So when you thinking?
Oh, the sooner the better.
All we gotta do is gas up my truck.
All right, well...
here's to erasing all our pasts sins
- and making some new ones.
- Yeah.
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