The Spectacular Now Page #7
- All right.
- I'll see you then.
- Yep.
We should head back.
Let's keep waiting.
It's only been- Sutter!
I'm sure that he wanted to come back.
If it wasn't for her,
I'm sure he would have come back.
Yeah, and if he didn't
cheat on my mom...
we'd still be a family, and I'd be
president of my Sunday schooI class.
What?
I love you.
- Did you hear me?
- Yeah.
- Sutter, I love you.
- No, you don't.
- Yes, I do.
- No, you don't. You're wrong.
Sutter, I'm not wrong.
- You don't love me.
- Yes, I do!
You're wrong.
You don't love me.
You're drunk and gratefuI
that somebody showed interest in you.
Okay, stop. Stop.
Do not try and mess this up.
Mess what up?
What do you think that this is?
What are you talk- Sutter!
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Are you okay?
- What?
- Are you all right?
- No.
- Are you hurt? Is there anything-
Aimee, stop! No, I'm not.
I'm far from okay.
- Jesus.
- Are you hurt?
What is the matter with you?
I almost killed you,
and you want to know if I'm okay!
- Yeah, I wanna make sure that you're okay.
- What the f*** is wrong with you?
Do you not see that I am bad for you?
You need to get away from me!
You need to get the f*** away from me!
Aimee, get- Get out of my car.
No, I'm not gonna get out of your car!
Get out of my car.
Get the f*** out of my car!
- Get the f*** out of my car!
- Oh, my God, Sutter.
Jesus Christ!
I'm sorry, Sutter.
Holy f***! Aimee!
Give you a choice, kid.
The cops or your parents.
He's lucky.
So is his girlfriend.
Not everyone gets a second chance.
Now.
It's not an "F."
- I thought you were gettin' help.
- I am.
I am.
You need a "C" on the finaI,
or you faiI my class.
I'll try harder.
No, you won't.
I don't get you, Sutter.
You're a smart kid, thoughtfuI.
Do you even want to graduate?
I don't know.
- Excuse me?
- I'm just being honest with you.
I don't know.
Everyone's telling me I gotta move on.
I don't see what's so great
about being an adult.
Are you happy?
Hi.
Hey. How you feeling?
I'm good. How are you?
It's good to see you.
Shall we talk about it?
I agree.
- I'm so sorry, Aimee.
- Sutter, stop.
- Okay.
- It's okay.
I know. It's okay.
We can just pretend
that it never happened.
We don't ever have
to talk about it again.
I don't want anything
to get in the way of Philly.
You're all that matters to me.
- Hey, babe.
- Hey.
- Look. Hi.
- Hi.
Hold this.
Oops.
- Want some?
- No. I'm okay.
- Really?
- Yeah. I'm good.
- Is your family here?
- Nah, I told them it was next week.
Yup. Yeah.
I should probably go say hi to her.
We are so proud of you.
Can you hold this?
We made it.
Yeah, I guess we did.
- I'm really glad.
- Yeah.
I'm really proud of you, Sutter.
Congratulations.
When are you going to Texas?
I thought that you heard.
I'm not going to Texas.
I'm going with Marcus.
California.
- That's right.
- What?
Come on, man.
Are you serious?
I mean, don't you think that's a little-
- What?
- I don't know.
It seems a little-
- You're really going?
- Yes, I'm really going.
Well, maybe I'II, you know,
come visit you guys or something.
Never been to California.
It'd be cooI.
I don't think that's a good idea.
Yeah. Yeah.
Yeah, it's probably not cooI.
Sorry. It's just-
- I'm-
- Hey, I get it. It's cooI.
I'm trying to do things right now
that aren't bad for me.
I get it.
I get it.
It's cooI. It's cooI.
I'm not mad at you.
I know.
You'll always be
my favorite ex-boyfriend.
- Sutter.
- Yeah.
Pop upstairs, would ya?
You've probably noticed
we haven't been too busy these days.
And because of that,
I can only keep one clerk.
Now, I like you, Sutter...
but more importantly,
the customers like you...
so I think you should be the one I keep.
That's excellent.
One second.
I've given this some hard thought,
and the only way I can let you stay...
is if you promise me 100%...
that you will never
come in here loaded again.
And I'm serious.
Not even a light buzz.
Because if you do,
then I have to let you go.
You understand.
I do.
Can you promise?
You got me there, Dan.
You know I can't promise you that.
Well, I appreciate your honesty.
I've always been up front with you.
Thanks for the opportunity.
- Yeah.
- Thank you.
I suppose if I was your father...
this is where I might give you
a lecture or something...
about what you're doing to yourself.
If you were my dad,
you wouldn't have to.
Bus 710 now boarding
for Washington, DC...
Baltimore and Philadelphia.
Miss, I need to keep going.
Just two more minutes, please.
I promise.
I'm sorry.
I'm gonna have to go.
Okay. Thanks.
So, do you think I did the right thing?
For you, or for her?
You had to let her go.
You had to save that girI.
That's what I'm-
You're not wrong.
You're a hero.
You're a king.
I'm a king.
I'm a king.
Look at you, Sutter.
What are you, 22, 23?
Yeah.
BeautifuI.
You got your whole life ahead of you.
Hey, so do you, man.
- You think so?
- Absolutely.
Look at you. You're a young man.
You're a kid.
- I'm a kid?
- You got-
You got plenty of life left in you.
Hey. How 'bout we get a round of shots?
For us kids.
Oh, sh*t.
Oh, sh*t.
What the hell- Sutter?
Jesus Christ.
We just went through this.
- What the hell is wrong with you?
- What do you care?
- Excuse me?
- You've never cared about me.
Is it 'cause I remind you of him?
Is that why you hate me?
You can't even stand
to look at me, can you?
What are you talking about?
You're my son!
I'm his son too.
I'm exactly like him.
You are nothing like him.
I'll give you your dad's number,
and you can go to him and see.
- See how different you are.
- I thought you didn't want me to see him.
I was trying to protect you from-
I was wrong, okay?
So I want you to go now.
I already went.
Holly gave me his number.
I drove up there last week and I saw him.
You were right, Mom.
You were right the whole time.
You are not your father.
Sutter, listen to me.
Listen to me. That man
has never loved anyone but himself.
His heart is this big.
But you love everybody.
You have the biggest heart
of anyone I know.
When you were in third grade,
and Ricky was on crutches-
Do you remember that?
You carried his books.
Carried that backpack every day.
And when you were nine
and Rosemary Clark lost her mother?
You invited her to come live with us.
You told her
that I would be her new mom.
You've always been so speciaI, Sutter.
That's why everyone loves you so much.
Nobody loves me.
Sutter, you are so wrong.
Do you hear me?
You are so wrong.
My name is Sutter Keely,
and I'm 18 years old.
Compared to other kids,
I haven't had that many hardships.
Not really.
You know, sh*t's happened.
Stuff has happened, sure.
But stuff always happens, right?
But the real challenge in my life,
the real hardship...
is me.
It's always been me.
As long as I can remember,
I've never not been afraid.
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