The Hottest State Page #7

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I just think

it's too painful for him -

to remain

in contact with you.

Why are you giving this to me?

Who brought him up?

I'm sorry.

Why do you think

she doesn't like me?

Who?

What, that girl?

Because there's something

wrong with her.

No, Mom.

There's something

wrong with me.

What do you think it is?

You respect people more

when they don't respect you.

That, and you didn't

go to college.

Those are your

only two flaws.

Do you want to hear

about my new boyfriend?

I suppose

that doesn't interest you.

He's very funny.

His name is Harris.

I think you'll be astonished

at how many times

you fall in love.

I just -

I just don't seem to have -

the first idea

about how men -

are supposed to behave.

It seems like

I don't have -

certain qualities

that I should, you know?

I mean, I'm sure

most men don't sit around

getting all chatty -

with their moms.

You know what I'm saying?

What are other men like?

Are they like me?

I don't know.

Hey, how come

I'm not baptized?

I mean weren't you

the least bit -

concerned with

the state of my soul?

Listen, William,

there was nothing

anybody at Fort Worth

First Methodist could do,

for the state of your soul.

Oh, forget it;

it's not important.

Look, listen to me.

You've been ignoring me

since you were fifteen,

and I was thinking that

a good birthday resolution

might be to change your attitude

about your poor old Ma.

Don't be so moody.

A lot of bad sh*t

is going to happen to you.

People are not

going to love you back.

And if you're serious

about becoming an artist

that's the first thing

you should learn.

And listen -

you're going to die, okay?

Relatively soon, okay?

So, that being said,

you have nothing to worry about.

No matter what happens

in this life,

you have two options -

only two options.

You can handle things well

and be happy,

or, you can handle

them poorly and be miserable.

It's up to you.

Look William,

I'm disappointed.

I didn't escape Fort Worth

to sell college text books

in Trenton, New Jersey.

That was not my goal.

I thought my life

was going to be

so much more interesting

than it's turned out,

but what am I going to

do about it, huh?

The root of depression

is being too self-involved,

and the cure -

is to read - okay.

So, read some books.

Don't take yourself

so seriously. Exercise.

Take that gorgeous,

sexy body outside and move it.

Here, and

open your present.

You got to lose

those cowboy boots, William.

I worked too hard

to get us out of Texas

for you to go around

in those things.

The long night is coming

I hear the way

I feel the crying moment

But oh, baby -

Phone machine:

Please leave a message after tone.

Sarah:

Hi William, Happy Birthday.

I know your birthday is today

and I have some presents.

Today has been

a really bad day for me.

If you have some time,

maybe you could come by

tonight or tomorrow or -

William:

Hi. Yeah, that'd be great.

No, I can come by

right now actually.

[Knocking on door]

- Hi.

- Hey.

Oh - close your eyes.

I have to finish wrapping.

Can I open my eyes now?

Yeah.

So, you want a beer?

Sure.

You can put on some music,

if you like.

Okay.

How was your day?

Oh fine.

How was your day?

Crazy. I've been

ridiculously busy lately.

Yeah?

So, what are these?

Presents.

Okay - I guess I should

open them, huh?

Yeah.

They're for candles.

Cool.

Look at this.

- You did this?

- Yeah.

Wow!

Why did you

give this to me?

I thought

you'd like it.

- I do.

- Good.

It's beautiful.

Do you want to

keep seeing me?

I don't think that now

is the right time.

Then, why did you

give it to me?

What do you mean?

What am I supposed to do with it?

Hang it on my wall?

I don't know,

I thought you just -

You think I want to

hang a picture on my wall

to remind me of a girl who

doesn't want to see me anymore?

Look, I warned you that

I didn't think I could do this.

Yeah.

You also made me promise -

to force you to kiss me.

You can't do that.

I came to New York

to be on my own -

Oh, yeah, yeah;

I know the story.

I'm just

trying to be honest.

Well, I wish

you'd lie a little it.

Oh, you want me to lie?

No, I want you

to f***in' appear.

We're apart

for four stupid weeks,

and I come back to this.

Listen, if you really care -

What did I do?

I didn't do anything wrong.

If you really care about me,

you need to take the time

to understand me.

Oh, this is my fault?

- It's no one's fault.

- Well, that's debatable.

Look, I told you -

this was going to be

really difficult -

Would you just shut up

with the corny, f***in' lines?

You don't like me anymore.

I was amusing

for a minute,

and now,

I should go away -

and hang your f***ing

picture on the wall!

I mean, what am I

supposed to do here, huh?

You know, I've done

what you're doing.

I've said the sh*t

that you're saying,

and I know it's a lie.

- It's not a lie.

- It's a f***ing lie.

Well, maybe you lied to people,

but I am trying to be honest -

Would you please

stop saying that?

- Saying what?

- Honest!

Look, you don't love me.

I could be any girl.

I care about you.

You made me very happy,

but I can't hear myself think -

when you're in the room.

Everything is a big

game of pretend with you.

Let's pretend

to get married,

let's pretend I'm going to be

a country star -

just pretend you're

someone else remember?

No! Nothing

is casual with you.

Everything

is a f***in' big deal.

No! No, no, no, no, no!

Only you.

Only you're a big deal.

Stop it!

Okay, I'm handling

this pretty badly, aren't I?

Listen, I'm a great guy.

You love me.

Look at me.

Would you please

look at me?

I'm right here; look at me.

It's my birthday.

What? What?

Okay, I'll go.

I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry.

I want to make this

easy on you.

I don't want to be pathetic,

I really don't.

But do you think

you could lie to me a little?

Or, let me sleep here

next to you -

something to make this

a little bit easier?

I cannot do that.

Yes, you can. God!

I feel like you're playing

some sick practical joke on me.

I'm sorry you feel like that.

Would you please

talk to me like a person?

Look, what you're going through

has happened to me before,

and once I got through it -

I was grateful because

I was so much stronger.

Strong?

I am f***ing strong.

Where did you go?

Samantha:

What a f***in' b*tch.

She didn't seem

like your type anyway.

William:
You think anybody

who isn't like you isn't my type.

That's not true.

She just seemed

a little crunchy.

I heard she wouldn't f*** you.

William:

That's not true; we had sex.

Yeah, I didn't believe it

when I heard it.

I mean,

I couldn't imagine -

you not f***ing anybody.

William:

She wouldn't sleep with me for a while.

Why not? She have

some kind of hang-up?

Samantha:
I think I was there,

but it was hard because -

I mean I was walking

and talking -

Okay, so here's

what happened -

It was pre-school -

and we went to this park

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