The In Crowd Page #3
...here.
l'm gonna make you one of my favorites.
They're all my favorites
so that presents a problem.
Why don't we just narrow it down
to the classics, a martini.
-What? Shut up!
-Loser!
What the hell are you looking at, Carl?
What was that all about?
Come here with me, little trophy cup.
Well, if you wanna know, Andy was
a little short of cash this weekend.
He bet his girlfriend in place of the cashola.
You know what they say:
''To the winner goes the spoils.''
Adrien, could you do me a favor?
Would you run up to my room
and get some more CD's?
We're in serious need of a mood change
around here.
Definitely.
l know how to get rid of those.
l got a killer cure and it never fails.
N o, really, l am...
-...fine.
-Here. Stand up.
All right. Turn around.
N ow, l want you to bend over.
-You cannot be serious.
-Just do as the doctor says. Bend over.
Here's a glass of water. Drink it
upside down, but not from this end.
Drink it from the far end. Don't spill.
Did you get some?
Yeah?
See? What did l tell you?
lt never fails.
Wait.
Tom.
N o. Tom!
What?
Tom, l said, ''N o.''
What? She's a prude, okay?
Come on, guys.
Hey, l'm going to take these down.
Adrien, l'm sorry you ran out last night.
l didn't run. l walked.
Look, l know Tom can be an a**hole...
...and l'm sure he deserved
the cracked head.
But what did he do exactly?
The usual frat boy recreational date rape.
You could've told someone.
Who is going to believe me against him?
l would.
l only invited him
because l thought you wanted me to.
Adrien...
...l'm sorry.
Look, why don't we get out of here?
Let's just go, right now.
Brit, l appreciate the offer...
...but you just can't come in here
and pull me out.
l have a job.
Okay, then, how about tonight?
We'll go dancing.
lf you want, it can be your treat.
Okay. My treat.
Okay.
She's just playing with you.
-Excuse me.
-Wait. Look.
l don't know
what your thing is with Brittany, okay?
But she's not your friend.
l don't know
what your thing is with Brittany...
...but l don't need anyone to tell me
who is or isn't my friend.
You don't know her.
Listen to yourself.
Do you know how pathetic you sound?
-You been waiting long?
-N o, not at all.
Let's go.
Well, tonight's your night.
Your wish is my command.
Okay, wish number one:
let's get the hell out of here.
That's a beautiful ring.
Thank you.
lt was my mother's.
She died when l was born and my father
gave it to me on my 1 6th birthday.
lt's my way of keeping her with me.
-Are we leaving Lang County?
-Yes.
l'm kidnapping you.
We can go in here
and get as drunk and as crazy as we want.
And the best part is
no one knows who we are.
Hey, ladies, how's it going?
You having a good time?
Sure. Can l get you two a drink?
Oh, yeah.
Hey, dude. Two Jungle Juices.
Here you go.
Here you go.
Where do you guys live?
-Cheers.
-Cheers.
Thanks for the cocktails.
-That guy was so cute.
-Yeah, but you have to be careful.
There you guys are.
There's an accident.
lsn't that Kelly's bike?
Oh, my God. lt's Kelly.
-Kelly?
-Excuse me, ma'am.
Sorry, ma'am. You have to keep moving.
That's my friend.
What happened? ls she all right?
l think so, but you have to keep moving.
You know, the first time l saw you
l thought you were...
...that girl right there.
From the right angle
you two could almost be twins.
-What's her name?
-You don't know?
Brittany never said anything?
That's Sandra.
That's Brittany's sister.
And that is Brittany.
Or, should l say, was Brittany.
Sandra and Matt were--
They were quite the couple.
He got dumped bad.
You could hear his heart breaking
across the bay.
And l bet you know just how that sounds
don't you?
Ouchie.
How is Kelly?
Her leg's not in the best of shape...
...but the doctor said that
she'll be all right.
Good.
-You said it was gonna be easy.
-lt was easy.
You're so lame
you'd screw up a wet dream.
l can't believe you blew this.
l handed her to you.
Your parents will be thrilled...
...when they find out you're back to
snorting your allowance up your nose.
What else do you want me to do?
l tried. She just doesn't like me.
You tried?
You tried and you failed, Tom.
lt's the story of your life.
-Hey, Matt.
-Hey.
l hope you're not coming
for that tennis lesson.
Actually, l wanted to talk to you
about Sandra.
That picture you saw of the
Summer's End Party was two years ago.
That was the last time we went out
the last time l saw her even.
and just took off.
All that time l had no idea all she wanted...
...was to get far away from this town...
...from the club...
...from me.
l get a postcard every once in a while.
First Europe, and then...
...South America.
Then l got this two weeks ago.
lt basically says, ''Get on with your life.
l'm not coming back.''
how to improve their backhand.
-What's that to a girl like Sandra?
-l got an idea.
How about before you start beating up
on yourself, we get something to eat?
l don't know about you, but l'm starving.
So, what are you in the mood for?
There's ltalian....
ltalian.
Thanks.
Where were you tonight?
Look...
...l know about Tom.
l know what you did.
So, now it's a crime
to try and help a friend?
You're not helping.
l wasn't looking for a boyfriend.
Right.
You don't have to
as long as you just take what's mine.
Matt isn't yours, Brittany
and l wasn't trying...
...to take him.
You don't get it, do you, Adrien?
l showed you how things worked here...
...because l sympathized
with how you felt...
...being the outsider.
But just remember...
...l brought you in...
...and if you decide to f*** with me
l can just as easily throw you out.
Am l supposed to be scared now?
l would be.
Brittany, what are you doing here?
Hello, Dr. Thompson.
l figured since l had my entire summer
free, l'd make myself useful.
So l volunteered at the hospital
a few days a week.
Well, that's great, Brittany.
l am very impressed.
Your message has been sent. Thank you.
What's the big deal? The worst
that b*tch can do is get you fired.
You don't need this place, Adrien.
Actually, Jo, l do.
lf l get fired, l go back.
You don't have to tell me if you don't want.
Only, why were you there
in the first place?
l mean, a hospital?
When my parents got divorced...
...l sort of started acting out in school.
You know, taking pills, running around...
...and a lot worse sh*t than that.
So my parents sent me
to the school psychologist...
...Dr. Beck.
He was just one of those people
you could talk to.
And to me it seemed like
he was the only one that really cared.
l don't remember exactly when...
...but l started to fantasize...
...sexually...
...about me...
...and the doctor.
So, we started to talk about it.
And then...
...we....
Wait. Adrien.
Hey.
You mean....
You mean you had sex with your doctor?
N o.
But in my mind...
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