Thirteen Page #3

Synopsis: At the edge of adolescence, Tracy is a smart straight-A student--if not a little naive (it seems...she smokes and she cuts to alleviate the emotional pain she suffers from having a broken home and hating her mom's boyfriend, Brady.) When she befriends Evie, the most popular and beautiful girl in school, Evie leads Tracy down a path of sex, drugs and petty crime (like stealing money from purses and from stores). As Tracy transforms herself and her identity, her world becomes a boiling, emotional cauldron fueled by new tensions between her and her mother--as well as, teachers and old friends.
Genre: Drama
Director(s): Catherine Hardwicke
Production: Fox Searchlight Pictures
  Nominated for 1 Oscar. Another 14 wins & 48 nominations.
 
IMDB:
6.8
Metacritic:
70
Rotten Tomatoes:
81%
R
Year:
2003
100 min
£4,500,238
Website
8,434 Views


Oh, Jesus.

Where's your mother, baby?

She-- She passed away.

I didn't have a mother

when I was your age either.

I know how hard it is.

I do.

- Mom.

- What is it, baby?

Dad's on the phone.

He wants to talk to you.

They moved into the new place.

- How's the new house?

- It's an apartment, Mom.

So, are you taking them

Saturday night?

Whoa. That sounds like a big deal.

Congratulations.

- Why can't he take us?

- Well, sure, sure.

He's our f***ing father.

- Um-- Oh, baby, I--

- He's never with us.

No, not-- not you.

You're going digital on me. Yeah.

Uh, I-I'll talk to you later.

So we're not staying with him?

Uh, he gets to go to

some black tie event.

Hey.

Something for--

Something for NASA.

He's gonna try

to have brunch on Sunday.

You get out, you.

Get out, you.

Terrific. Then we might as well

be on the f***ing moon.

No. No.

My mom will kill me.

- She smokes.

- No sh*t. The same brand.

No sh*t.

Shh--

You want it so bad.

Look what I got

from the tattoo shop.

Let's do it right now.

Sewing kit.

This is probably gonna hurt

worse than your tongue.

I don't give a sh*t.

Just do it.

- Oh, f***!

- What the f*** did you do?

- Everything okay, Evie?

- Yeah, we just spilled a Coke, Mel.

Trace, it's cool that

you're not scared of needles.

We can go and get tattoos.

More piercings.

May I come in?

Sure, Mel.

I've got a surprise.

I sewed on the leopard fur.

The fur was thicker at Red Balls.

These are tight, Mel.

Thanks.

It only cost six bucks.

Tracy, tomorrow...

you gotta sit down

and do all your homework.

Maybe you could go to Noel's.

She called a couple times.

I know, Mom.

I know.

Okay.

Good night,

my little beauties.

I love you, Mel.

Mom.

Don't go in my room

without asking me again. Okay?

Those are my favorite jeans.

I don't just waltz into your room

and screw around with your stuff.

When have you ever seen me mess

with anything that was yours? Mom!

F*** her.

Yo, Evie.

- You ready?

- I'm going to the park with K.K.

Give me a sec. 'Kay?

Go away!

- What, do you wanna come?

- Yeah.

It's just gonna be me and K.K.

You know?

You ready?

Stop bitin' me.

I love you, Tracy.

Evie.

But are they real?

Opossums? Okay--

Excuse me.

Oh, hey.

Grab some oatmeal.

It's okay. I'm on a diet.

No, you should, uh, put some,

some chocolate chips in it.

It's actually very good.

Come on, Tracy. You know

you get mean when you don't eat.

F*** you.

Come on, Evie. Let's go.

Hey, Evie, could you-- could you

just give us a little second?

- Yeah. Sure.

- Um--

Does Brooke have a boyfriend?

No. She dumped him.

When?

Last week or something.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah.

He's in Orlando.

Now, can I go to school?

Yeah.

It's okay.

All of the sudden

Medina has a ghetto booty?

I think she stuffs.

That slut ain't got sh*t compared

to these double cheeseburgers.

Shake it, don't break it, b*tch.

F*** her.

Javi, you look hot.

- What up?

- Hey, Marcus, Javi.

- Hey, Evie.

- Hey, what's up, Marcus?

Hey, Tracy, can I holler at you?

Yeah.

I was wondering if, uh, maybe

you wanna go kick it sometime.

Yeah, sure.

- Okay, well, can I have your number?

- Yeah--

Um, here's my cell.

We'll be hanging around.

Straight.

See you guys later.

Bye.

- Go, girl!

- That is so cool!

Okay, I don't want him to come to

my house and see Mason and the loser.

Well, let's all go to my place.

- My aunt says only one friend at a time.

- Come on, babe.

I'm sorry, Astrid.

Let me call my mom.

Fine.

- Dude, they say it's two feet overhang.

- Oh, yeah?

- Good goin', buddy!

- Oh, my God.

- Don't tell me that they live here.

- No, they're old news.

- She's my cousin, not my mom. Got it?

- Don't tell them I like them.

Hey, boys! My friend

wants to suck your dick!

- Oh, my God.

- Come over here, honey.

That was so not cool.

- Here's my pad!

- Hey, babe.

Tracy, meet the lovely

Brooke LaLaine.

- Hello.

- Hi.

She's a cute one.

Oh, Tracy, your mom has been calling.

Honey, can you

get me another beer?

Yeah.

Um, Evie?

Um, it's okay.

So, you're a model?

She's a model-slash-actress.

Mmm, slash-bartender

who's about to be late for work.

- What time is it, honey?

- It's, like, 4:
30 or 5:00.

Oh, sh*t. Hey, no more than one.

You got homework.

They were removing asbestos...

from the locker room

today, so-- Oww--

we got the whole gym period

to do our homework.

- Yeah, baby!

- Waah!

I love you, Christina Ricci!

- Tracy?

- What-y?

You're going out with Javi!

Evie, goddamn it,

where's my other cutlet?

- Incoming cutlet!

- Nice meeting you.

Very nice meeting you too,

princess.

Is that your phone?

Popular. Hello?

- It's Javi.

- Oh, my God!

Shh! Yeah, she's here.

You wanna talk to her?

Shh. Relax. Breathe.

Calm down. Shh.

Hey.

Uh, no, no,

I don't think I'm too busy.

Can we do something tonight

if Ruben comes?

Yes!

Hello? Come over right now.

Okay, bye.

You get to make out with Javi!

You don't know how to kiss,

do you?

Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

Yes, I do.

Me and Noel practiced

with Cruel Intentions, like, 50 times.

Right.

So, you want me

to prove it, lesbo?

Hell, no!

I barely even felt that.

Well, see if you

f***ing feel this one, then!

Well... okay!

All right, honeys,

I'm outta here.

Uh, if Benny calls,

tell him I'll be down at Rene's.

Don't do anything

I wouldn't do!

Remember the part when Josh is

smoking a joint with a beer, and he's--

I don't remember that!

I don't either!

You just made that up.

He jumped when that teacher

got a pencil stabbed through her hand.

- That wasn't even scary.

- Yeah, it was.

What is this sh*t, man?

Check this out.

# Tr-Tr-Tr-Tr-Tracy #

It's getting kinda hot

in here, don't you think?

Mmm.

We are so perfect

for each other.

You know,

if everybody married someone...

from a different race...

then in one generation...

there would be no prejudice.

So, you had a good time?

Yeah.

But it tasted kinda nasty.

What?

We didn't go over that one.

Want anything special

from the market?

No, thanks, Mel.

I like everything you get.

Hey, Trace, do my back.

- Who's that?

- Luke.

Or "lifeguard boy."

His parents moved away

and left him the house.

Come on.

Hey, Luke!

Got any beer?

Luke, you are so lucky.

I want your house.

You know, I think I'm gonna

call some of my friends.

How 'bout we make

a Luke sandwich?

Um, how about you're jailbait?

Yeah.

You know, I--

Luke, you know I'll never tell.

- Trace, would I tell?

- No, because Ruben would kill you.

Come on, Luke.

- No, look-- Danger.

- Come on.

Danger, Will Robinson.

Luke, it's not illegal to kiss.

Says who?

Tracy, come here. Check out

his white boy ghetto lips.

- Try it. Come on.

- No.

- Come on!

- It's Luke.

So? Come on.

You guys.

Go, girl.

Luke, where's your bong?

Right there.

Why don't you get back over here,

though, girl. Come here.

Feels good, huh, Luke?

You know you want it.

You know what?

You know what?

Th-This-- Why don't you guys

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Catherine Hardwicke

Helen Catherine Hardwicke (born October 21, 1955) is an American film director, production designer, and screenwriter. Her directorial work includes Thirteen (2003), which she co-wrote with Nikki Reed, the film's co-star, Lords of Dogtown (2005), The Nativity Story (2006), Twilight (2008), Red Riding Hood (2011), Plush (2013), Miss You Already (2015), and Miss Bala (2019). more…

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