The Hottest State Page #3

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But I also have

some positive attributes,

unfortunately, none of which -

will be revealed this evening

because I am

extremely inebriated.

Alright, man.

Did your mother

really kill herself?

She was exactly

like Sylvia Plath -

without

the publishing contract.

I'm trying

to make you laugh.

Man, I got to

show you something.

Alright, it's alright.

What the hell

are we all doing?

Why is nobody setting

themselves on fire?

I would set myself

on fire - except you know,

I don't think alleged

President George Bush deserves it.

I don't think

he deserves my whole body.

I think he deserves

one singed ball.

[Low conversation]

Male voice:

I was actually there when he died.

Hip chick:

You were there?

Male voice:

Yeah, yeah. I'll never forget it.

Me and my buddy Danny, we had just

come from a baseball game.

We're standing in line

at McDonald's,

a there was this old guy -

like right in line in front of us.

This old man - he was

just crying. Just sobbing.

I looked over to him,

and I said, "You okay, Mister?"

He looked back at me,

with tears, and he was like,

"Didn't you hear?

John Wayne died today. "

- Hip Chick:
Yeah?

- John Wayne had died.

It wasn't some numbnut

it was John Wayne!

Well, I'm a vegetarian.

Man:
Actually, I was thinking

about being a vegetarian.

- I'm Samantha.

- Hi.

So, are you

William's girlfriend?

I guess. I mean,

we're just friends.

Cool. Were are you from?

Your accent

is just so beguiling.

Thank you.

Did you guys

used to go out?

Oh yeah we did;

but it was ages ago.

We're just friends now.

So what do you do?

I'm in college, I go to Columbia.

Good.

- I want to be a singer.

- Nice.

- Yeah!

- Nice, yeah.

But I guess as far as a job,

I'm babysitting.

Oh, that's great;

like a nanny.

- Hi, hello.

- Hey.

What's up?

Good, hi!

How are you?

I'm good - one second!

I'm going to take off.

What?

Dave is playing

downtown.

So?

I should really go

and see his show.

What, the guy with the teeth?

This could be a job.

That's what

I'm in New York to do.

You don't need me here.

Alright;

well, I'll go with you.

No, no; you stay here

with your friends,

and do your reading.

- No, I'll go with you.

- No, no, no, no; you stay here.

I'll talk to you tomorrow.

No, no, no!

I'll talk to you

tomorrow, okay? Bye.

[Music plays]

Fine! F*** off, then.

[Music plays]

But the scarecrow's waiting

Must come back

some day

It must come back

come any

To relieve his pain

Hi.

Hi.

I'm sorry.

What are you sorry about?

I didn't like any of that.

Don't tell me to f*** off.

Did you ever hear

the one about the guy

who wanted to tell the girl -

how much he liked her,

but all he did

was stammer and say -

mean things

when he wanted to be funny?

Did you ever hear

the one about the guy

who brought

the girl to a party -

where it seemed like he'd slept

with every other girl there?

Don't kiss me.

Why not?

I don't like to kiss in public.

Well, let's

get out of here then.

I don't want to leave.

Christ, what the f***

do you want to do?

Is this where

it turns abusive?

Goddamn!

[Music plays]

Listen, I don't know

what's happening to me.

I don't want

to tell you to f*** off.

I don't, but since I met you,

I - can't operate

in the world.

All I think about

is if you like me.

And, I know

how lame that sounds.

If you what me

to leave you alone I will.

I really will.

It's just sometimes

you meet somebody -

and you know,

whatever you did before,

nothing could've been

too bad or too wrong -

because it's led you

to this person.

And you feel like

that person.

Are you that person?

Do you want me to go away?

No.

No, you aren't that person,

or, no, you don't want me

to go away?

Why do you like me so much?

Because you're special.

You're so, so special.

You're such a dumb boy.

I know.

Don't worry

any more if I like you.

Come on.

Starts out slowly

Kissin' finally

You don't see her

After a while,

it's all her fantasy

Sleeping in -

Decker:

I bet this is good for you.

You screw

around too much, anyway.

That's probably half of the reason

you're so crazy about her.

Remember that you're

not a piece of cake to be with.

What's that mean?

Well, you're pretty

skittish, you know.

You just don't come off

as the kind of guy to count on.

Does she get you off

at least?

You know,

take care of business?

A blowj*b something?

I don't want

any more blowj*bs.

You know, some day, I'm going

to remind you of that comment,

and you're going to be

deeply ashamed.

William:

I have to stop seeing this girl.

Decker:

Why?

Because I can't tell you,

man, I'm scared out of my mind.

My hands are shaking

all the time.

Smart girls are tough.

They're a pain in the ass.

There's a difference

between someone who's smart,

and someone

who doesn't like you.

Decker:

I will tell you one thing.

there's a difference

between a smart girl -

and a girl who doesn't

like blowj*bs.

William:
You know, sometimes, I think

that if I could get her to like me -

then everything

I don't like about myself

would just disappear.

She wants me to go out to

Connecticut to visit her mom.

You think I should go?

'Course you're going to go.

What do you mean?

Well, you're crazy

about this girl.

You've got no options.

In a world of trouble

Don't you see

Mrs. Garcia:

Father, we thank thee for this food

and all the many blessings.

Bless them to our use,

and us to thy service.

And make us ever mindful

of the needs of others.

Amen.

Amen.

So, Sarah tells me

you're an actor, is that right?

Yeah, I guess.

I hope

you're not too vain.

Mom, you don't know

any actors.

Yes, I do.

I've met a few actors -

and they're all

ludicrously vain.

This is really good food.

Yeah Mom,

it's real good.

Mrs. Garcia:

How's everything in New York?

Everything's great.

It's wonderful.

Sarah has big dreams.

Did she tell you

she wants to be a singer?

I've actually

seen her sing.

But, did you hear her?

Mom!

Did she tell you

that I worked my whole life

as a secretary -

saving money

for her to go to college?

Did she tell you I was

valedictorian of my high school?

No.

Mrs. Garcia:

But I didn't attend university.

Sarah's father -

didn't deem it important

that either one of us

go to college.

But she loves him.

Don't you, Sarah?

Don't you love your daddy?

Well, I suppose she has

told you all about him, right?

We haven't talked much

about stuff like that.

Excuse me.

She's not much

of a talker, is she?

[Heavy sighs]

Oh, don't get in

a mood now, Sarah; please.

Sarah, I'm

not being bad, am I?

- No.

- No.

I'm just giving

your young gentleman here -

a little information

about us, right?

Putting your daughter

through college all by yourself -

it is something to be

proud of, don't you think?

Yes, ma'am.

I love you.

I love her - right?

She's beautiful -

she's a beautiful girl.

Very beautiful.

You can't trust love.

William -

let me give you

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