The Hottest State Page #8

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where I grew up,

and I was wearing

this very special vest -

that my grandmother

had just made for me.

It had like a little purple

unicorn on the pocket.

It was the very first time

that I wore it

and my very first memory -

is of feeding the ducks

that are in the pond,

in the lake

in Kalispel, Montana.

So, this Sarah girl,

she doesn't love you back?

No.

Are you sad?

Whatever.

Let's go to bed.

I don't have a bed.

Really - why?

William:

Because I hucked it out the window.

Why?

I didn't like it anymore.

God!

Do you have any condoms?

William:

Yeah.

Just give me a minute;

I'll be right back.

You got to go.

What are you talking about?

I'm not doing too well,

and I don't think

you want to be here.

Yes, I do.

Look, just go.

I really can't deal

with anybody right now.

I'll call you tomorrow.

No, just leave me

the f*** alone, okay!

Then, leave me

the f*** alone.

What light through

yonder window breaks?

It is the East,

and Juliet is the sun!

Arise, fair sun,

and kill the envious moon.

Vince:

Hello?

Hello?

William:

Be not her maid since she is envious,

her vestal livery

is but sick and green,

and none but fools

do wear it!

Cast it off.

It is my lady,

it is my love -

Oh, that she knew she were.

Oh, that I were a glove

upon that hand.

That I might

touch that cheek.

O, speak again,

bright angel.

Man:

Hey Romeo, shut up, okay?

Hey Sarah, you can't say

I didn't go out with a bang;

you can't say that!

Phone machine:

Please leave message after tone.

Sarah:

William if you want to talk to me

this is not how to do it.

I'm scared to

leave my apartment.

Please don't

come by anymore.

William:

Hey - hey, I'm sorry.

I don't mean to scare you.

I just wanted

to say 'Goodbye'

with the best words I know.

Sarah:

Yeah, well, goodbye.

F***!

Sh*t.

F***!

Vince:

Come on, William.

William! Come on,come on!

Alright now, the Cowboys

play on Sunday, alright?

I do not want you

to miss it.

This is our year.

Don't get sad, okay.

When you're thirteen,

I'll ask your mother

if you can come live with me.

Come on, come on.

You'd like that,

wouldn't you?

Alright now, listen to me,

we love you, okay.

Faye:
Hey kiddo,

I packed a few snacks in your bag.

You're going to like 'em.

Alright, listen to me now -

never stray too far

from Texas in your heart.

William:
That was the last

time I ever saw my dad.

I thought about

calling him and telling him

I had never strayed too far

from Texas in my heart.

And what a crock of sh*t

that advice was.

Jesse:
I'm glad you

decided to show up, William

but I need you

to get your act together.

Take a shower,

change your clothes.

I'm making an early

Christmas dinner

for Harris

and his mom tonight.

Harris and I are going

to Hawaii for Christmas,

so you'll have to

get along without me.

I'm sure

you'll miss me terribly.

William:

Who's Harris?

He's my boyfriend, William.

I told you that.

He's living with you now?

I've told you all this.

[Phone ringing]

Sarah:

Hi it's me. Leave a message.

Hey listen,

it's me, William.

Are you there?

Are you there?

Okay, sorry for calling.

Give me a call

when you get a chance.

Merry Christmas.

[Dial tone on phone]

Sarah:

Hi, it's me. Leave a message.

Hey, sorry for leaving you

another message.

I just wanted to tell you

that I know you might not

want to talk to me and -

if that's the case,

don't worry about it.

We'll talk

when the time is right.

Alright. See you.

Sarah:

Hi, it's me. Leave a message.

Listen, it's me again.

This is pretty absurd, huh?

I just know that you're not

going to call me back,

and you should.

I mean, I'd like you to;

that'd be nice.

Not that you give a rat's ass

about being nice,

because I know you don't.

It's just that I went out

with this other girl

a couple of nights ago -

Samantha; remember her?

I mean, I know

that you don't like her

because -

she doesn't spout out

a lot of intellectual bullshit,

but - she's real smart.

You shouldn't think that

just because a girl's pretty,

she's not smart,

because that's not the case.

I don't know,

it always seemed to me

that you had a lot of hang-ups

about sh*t like that.

Maybe it's just that

you try to be, like, all -

extra smart because

you're not that pretty.

But you shouldn't do that

because you know,

I think you're pretty.

Not that you're, like,

fantastically interested in -

receiving emotional advice

from me or anything but -

Samantha is definitely

an attractive woman -

and she's smart.

And, we had a good time.

It gave me some distance

on us, you know?

It made me miss you less.

Not like

I'm some crazy maniac

missing you

or something, so -

don't get all freaked out

and call the cops.

Just call me back, okay?

That'd be cool, you know?

I mean, I'm aware

I'm not first on your list -

of people to please

right now,

but - just give me a call.

I really need to talk

to somebody.

You know what I was thinking

the other day?

Remember how you used to

walk on the curb,

and have me walk

on the street,

so that we could be

the same height?

Yeah, well,

that's really f***ed up.

You shouldn't do that.

I'm taller than you,

and you should just face it.

Yeah, well -

listen, I don't want to

hang up right now,

because I know

as soon as I do,

I'm going to feel like

a real moron.

So could you just

please call me back -

otherwise I'll

probably kill myself.

I'm not going to

kill myself.

You know, you really have

no sense of humor whatsoever.

That always drove me

crazy about you.

All right.

Call me back, okay?

I'm going to hang up now. Bye.

Sarah:

William, you have to to calling.

Hey. I thought you

were probably at your mom's

for Christmas or something.

Sarah:

Christmas is still a week away.

Yeah. I remember.

I just wanted

to call you back,

and tell you

I was sorry for calling.

Sarah:

You sound exhausted.

Why don't

you get some rest?

Because I can't sleep.

You know, I've been thinking

about you a lot recently -

more like non-stop.

Sarah:
Well, I appreciate

you thinking about me,

but we shouldn't talk now,

not for a long time.

Yeah, I think you're right!

Or else, maybe I just

want to agree on something.

Sarah:

Let' agree on that, okay? Goodbye.

Samantha:

All this time, I thought that secretly -

you were a good person.

But you're not.

Priest:

Let us enjoy the spirit of generosity.

The Peace of the Lord

be with you.

Congregation:

And also be with you.

Priest:
I'd like to

invite you to open your hearts -

and shake hands

with the people around you.

Merry Christmas.

Samantha:

What is it with you?

William:

Oh, let's see. I can't sleep.

I go to the bathroom

about fifteen times an hour.

I wake up to a voice

inside my head

that calls myself a f*ggot -

with every throbbing

of my pulse.

I haven't seen my father

since I was eight.

And, I'm 21 years old now,

and I feel like I should

have my sh*t together -

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