The Crush Page #4

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won't you?

If I see him...

If he comes.

He'll be here.

Aren't you going to tell me

to break a leg?

Break them both.

First offisnumber87--

MissLinda Mattheson riding Snowdrop.

Number 191--

Miss KellySensabough ridingAce High.

Number62...

Give them to me.

Number 183--

MissAdrian Forresterriding Sinbad.

I think it's important

in our busy lives

that we remember those less fortunate.

I'd like to thankyou all

foryour generosity

and hope you will continue

to support our cause.

I'd like to introduce you

to the American president of NANDEC,

Miss Abigail Spaulding.

Hi, sweetheart.

What are you doing here?

Missed you at the show.

Something come up?

Get out of here.

Too busy kissing ass to care about me,

is that it?

Ow!

Forgive us.

I'll have him back in a jiffy.

Ow!

Stay the f*** away from me!

- I thought we were--

- We're nothing!

I love you, Nick.

You love me.

You're sick.

You f***ing--

Aah! Aah!

Aah!

You're pathetic.

Mrs. Tinkerman!

Mrs. Tinkerman,

it's me, Nick Eliot.

The apartment's taken.

What? What are you talking about?

I don't rent to drug dealers!

Oh, God!

The girl you rent from told me!

Mrs. Tinkerman, she's lying!

Mrs. Tinkerman!

I'll give you three

to get out of here.

1 ...

[Honk Honk]

Nicholas Eliot?

Yeah?

Hands up and step slowly

from the car.

What's happening?

Out now.

You mind telling me

what this is about?

I'm going to tell you.

You're under arrest.

What?

For sexual assault ofa minor.

What? What are you talking about?

Wait a minute.

Wait a minute.

Damn it!

Honey, honey, I know.

Cliff!

You f***ing animal!

Get him offof me!

Get him off me!

Cliff!

Get him off me!

Stay back!

Watch your head.

We went swimming...

and hung out a couple oftimes,

but it was nothing.

And, um...

hejust wouldn't take no

for an answer.

And he...

he threw me down, and, um...

hit me.

And he--hejust kept hitting me,

and I was crying.

[Sobbing]

He kept hitting me

and yelling.

I was so scared.

You'll be okay.

Ought to put Dad

in a room with him,

call it a day.

From the day I moved in,

she's been hassling me.

She calls me up

in the middle ofthe night,

hanging around.

She--She breaks into the place.

She scratches up my car.

The girl is spun.

Why won't anyone f***ing believe me?

You ever have sexual contact

ofany kind with her?

You think I'm crazy? No!

You ever place your penis

inside her vagina?

I just told you, no!

She's crazy!

You ought to lock her up!

You rape a little girl,

you act like she's crazy?

I didn't do anything!

Jesus Christ!

Did you check out

that-- that room in the garage,

the one with the shrine?

We got a problem, Nick.

Big problem.

What?

We found semen inside of her.

Let's go.

The parents are taking

the girl away tonight,

down the coast somewhere.

Until that time,

you're not permitted

within 1 00 feet ofthe house.

After they've gone, you can gather

your possessions and move.

It doesn't matter where, just away.

The semen sample matches

your blood type.

Look...I fiigured it out.

She got hold ofa condom.

She must have snuck in

and, uh, stolen one from the trash.

Michael...

I swear I never laid

a hand on her.

You got to believe me. She...

She's crazy.

She's also a little girl...

a 1 4-year-old girl.

Now you be thejury.

[Bang]

Ow! Goddamn it!

Jesus!

Cheyenne, what are you doing here?

I had to talk to you.

You shouldn't be here.

I've got enough trouble.

You didn't do

those things to Adrian.

Y-You d-didn't do those things.

Ofcourse not.

I knew she was making it up.

I knew it.

What is it, Cheyenne?

Did Adrian ever tell you

about a guy named Rick?

Yeah, I think so.

Said he was a friend.

Why?

He was our camp counselor.

Adrian had a crush on him.

So?

He's dead.

He ate something poisoned.

Everyone thought

it was an accident...

b-but Adrian knows stuff,

stuffother kids don't.

She knows about wasps, too.

I know.

I thought about that.

But there'sjust no proof.

But I think there might be.

Adrian kept a diary.

She writes everything in it.

She thinks no one knows,

but I've seen it.

She kept it hidden in her bedroom.

I'll tell the lawyers about it, but...

you got to forget all about Adrian.

She's sick.

You understand?

Come on.

You really shouldn't be here.

She's a liar.

She's lying about you.

I know.

I can take care of myself.

Come on.

I'll walkyou.

I'll be all right.

Done it a million times.

Later.

Later.

[Piano Plays]

Cheyenne!

Cheyenne!

[Music Box Plays]

[Telephone Rings]

[Ring]

[Telephone Pickup]

So this is what it takes

to fiinally get you up here.

What are you doing?

Fixing things.

Where's Cheyenne?

You want to do her, too?

I'm not good enough?

Where is she, Adrian?

I came back here foryou.

My parents tried

to take me away,

but I fooled them.

Where is she?

I came back and found you

with my best friend.

I still love you, Nick!

Cheyenne!

Nick!

Cheyenne!

Nick!

Aah! Aah!

Accidents happen, Nick.

I warned you.

You know...

in 1 0 years none ofthis

would have mattered.

I'd be 24.

You'd be 38.

It's so sad it had to end this way.

What we had was so special...

but...

here we are.

Too bad you didn't listen.

Just want you to know, Nick...

no matter what happens...

we'll always be friends.

Adrian!

Adrian!

[Banging On Door]

Adrian! Sh*t!

Oh!

Adrian!

Adrian! God--

Cheyenne!

Cheyenne!

Goddamn it!

Adrian!

Cheyenne.

[Door Slams]

[Giggling]

Ha!

[Calliope Starts To Play]

Jesus!

You okay?

Hold on.

[Muffled Scream]

Aah!

I'm going to kill you!

Adrian!

Dad! Dad!

Daddy, help me!

I'll kill you!

You son ofa b*tch!

Leave him alone!

Aah!

So there you are.

It's quiet in here.

Mmm.

Another letter?

Yeah.

Ifonly he'd let me apologize,

I'd feel so much better.

Hey, you've been making

great progress.

Concentrate on that.

I just wish everyone was

as understanding as you are.

Well, they will be.

It'll just take time

for people to see

that you've changed, okay?

Mm-hmm.

You better get to class.

I'll see you in our session

this afternoon.

Okay.

Bye-bye.

Bye.

[Camera Clicks]

Ha ha. Sleepyhead missed

the morning meeting.

Sh*t!

Oh, man!

Don't worry.

I told Michael

you're on the trail

ofsome big story.

Thanks.

Air mail.

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