The In Crowd Page #4
...l actually believed that we were lovers.
And suddenly, it was this whole thing.
He had to show
how l was making the whole thing up.
And l just felt so betrayed.
So, l waited for him...
...one day after school, just to talk...
...and he pretended like
l wasn't even there.
l don't remember it all...
...but the next thing l knew
l had my hockey stick in my hand.
l was bringing it down on his car...
...and l was smashing his windshield
his windows, anything.
lt took a long time in the hospital
for me to realize that...
...all that stuff with Dr. Beck...
...it wasn't real.
lt was all in my head.
Do you know...
...that you're the first real person l've told?
l can do it. Thank you.
Welcome back.
Good to see you're okay.
Do l look okay to you?
Look. l wanted to apologize.
You were right about Brittany.
l'm sorry.
l didn't know.
You know, she wasn't always
the way she is now.
When we were younger
even when we were in high school...
...things were just different.
She was different.
lt must have been really hard on her
when Sandra left.
Hard?
You really don't know Brit, do you?
She hated Sandra.
Sandra was a b*tch.
She was a real a**hole. And do you know
who she was meanest to?
Brittany.
You know that ring Brittany wears?
Yeah, her mom's.
When their dad gave it to Brit
Sandra lost her sh*t, so she stole it.
Took it right off Brit's finger.
Her dad was useless.
He was never gonna cross Sandra.
Do you know what he did?
He had a copy of the ring made.
He gave that one to Brit.
Brittany has to wear a copy of the only
thing of her mother's she ever had?
She used to have to wear a copy.
Look. You're just here for the summer.
lt's just a job for you.
For some of us, you know, this is our life.
You work too hard, Doc.
Brittany.
What are you doing here?
Everyone's gone home.
Everyone but you.
What are you doing here?
Do you remember that time at the club
when you found me crying?
l was crying over a boy.
ls that what this is all about?
You didn't talk down to me.
You treated me like a friend.
Brittany, if this is about a boy....
lt's not about a boy.
l'm not at all interested...
...in boys.
Brittany.
You still see me
as that 1 6-year-old little girl, right?
N o.
But l don't think you wanna do this.
Why?
Hey, Kel.
How about we go for a sail?
Right now?
l just thought
we barely get to see each other anymore.
N ot like we used to.
Here.
l know you think l've been avoiding you.
And you're right. l have.
lt's no big deal.
lt is to me.
lt's a very big deal.
lt's just the way l feel. l....
l haven't known what to say.
l still don't know what to say.
lt's okay.
My leg!
You b*tch! What are you doing?
Brit!
l didn't say anything.
l didn't tell her anything. l swear.
-l thought you were my friend.
-Please, don't!
My leg!
Wait!
Bye, Kel.
l promise! Please....
This is all still so unreal.
Kelly drowning, of all people.
You know?
Doesn't it seem a little weird to you guys?
Where's Tom?
l didn't see Tom at the funeral.
Morgan, Tom's back in rehab.
Tom went to rehab again?
Brit.
l am so sorry.
Here, let me help you with these.
Those aren't that good.
l got better ones in my room.
-Where did you learn to paint like this?
-Practice.
That's just stuff l found on the golf course.
These people lose more than l ever owned.
Pay attention and try it again.
Where you going?
We're on kitchen in an hour.
l might be a little late. Cover for me.
Hey, wait!
Hey, Milena.
l left my sweater in Brit's room.
-ls it okay if l run up and get it?
-N o problem.
l'll just be a sec. l'll let myself out.
Thanks, Milena.
-l'm sorry. Who ordered the fish?
-lt's my mother's.
-Thank you.
-l'm sorry.
lt's okay.
Adrien, go downstairs
and bring up four tins of caviar.
Okay.
Excuse me.
Excuse me.
Adrien?
You don't call.
You don't write.
Brittany.
What are you doing here?
Don't you know?
-Brittany, look.
-Come on. You know you want to.
Brittany, that was a mistake.
lt should never have happened...
...and it's over.
That's too bad.
Come on, guys. This isn't funny.
Here she comes.
Do you understand the situation you're in?
The judge has ordered that you be held
until we can determine...
...whether you're fit to stand trial.
Adrien...
...do you understand?
l didn't do this.
The murder weapon was from a set
of golf clubs in your possession.
Your fingerprints are the only ones on it.
l didn't do this.
For God's sake, Adrien.
They found traces of Dr. Thompson's
semen on a dress in your closet.
She worked it all out perfectly.
l'm so sorry.
Come on, Miss Williams.
lt's time for your meds, Adrien.
Hello, Adrien.
Told you you'd be back.
Come on, you know better than that.
Thank you.
You know what l'd really like to do?
N o. What?
Dr. Martin, please call the operator.
What are you doing here?
l know you didn't kill Dr. Thompson.
Going against your own kind, Bobby?
Brittany might be a lot of things...
...but she's not my own kind, okay?
Makes sense.
They knew too much about each other.
N ot in lndia?
She's dead.
lt's where this all begins, Bobby.
With Sandra.
You know that Brittany hated her.
Sandra was always a b*tch to her.
What about the postcards, Adrien?
The postcards are a scam.
l found a stack of them in Brittany's room.
lt's a service. Stamp collectors use it.
You send them a postcard in an envelope...
...and they send it back.
Matt and Brittany are going
to the Summer's End Dance together.
Guess she got what she wanted.
lt's not what Brittany wanted.
lt's what Sandra wanted.
What are we supposed to do?
We don't have any proof.
We don't have any cards to play.
What do you do
when you wanna stay in the game...
...and you have nothing in your hand?
-Hey, Brit.
-Hi.
lt's common for patients
to transfer their emotional feelings...
...onto their therapist.
N o. You see, we were in love.
l told you you wouldn't understand.
Why don't you explain it to me?
Okay.
Okay.
You see
you're asking me because you have to.
l don't really think that you're asking me
because you're my friend.
You have to know.
He didn't wanna hurt me.
Finally.
N ow you can see
why l don't take those horse pills.
Good night, Doctor.
Good night.
-Did you get everything?
-Yeah.
-How about a toast to the summer?
-l'm kinda glad summer's over.
l can't wait to get back to school.
Fine. To summer's end, then.
To summer's end. l'm down for that.
Oh, my God.
-What did we miss?
-Hello. You all look great.
Hey, guys. lt's picture time.
You folks look fantastic. What l'd like
to do is start off with two pictures.
Everyone kind of squeeze in.
Get a little bit closer.
Here we go.
Smile, guys.
And one last picture.
You're amongst friends. Enjoy yourselves.
Smile. Okay, everyone looking this way.
Smiling. Okay. Hold that pose, please.
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