To Write Love on Her Arms Page #3
- PG-13
- Year:
- 2012
- 102 min
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We're hanging out.
We used to hang out,
like, every day together
and now you're a completely
different person
doing different things and I don't know...
Different things?
You know what I'm talking about.
- I know what you're talking about.
- You know.
Why did you do that to your arm?
It just looked right.
Well, I like the way you look without it.
'Cause it's not true.
Crap, sorry. I didn't know this was...
No, no, no. I got this. I got this.
Okay.
Whoa, McKenna, whoa!
Jamie!
You nearly gave me a heart attack,
you wanker.
When did we start sounding the alarm?
Today.
And when did we get new friends?
Keeping her safe.
- Obvious enough.
- Renee,
meet Jamie, my sometimes housemate,
who I'm guessing missed his flight.
Jessie. Good night.
Dylan took your room,
so you can bunk with him.
All right! Bunk buddies. See you up there.
This is David McKenna.
Everything's fine, false alarm.
Want some Lucky Charms?
I know this isn't any of my business,
but you all right, Renee?
I'm a coozer.
- A coozer?
- It's coke and booze together.
I made it up, do you like it?
Yeah. I don't think McKenna coozes much.
He's such a quitter.
So what's you're... Who do you...
What's your deal?
I'm actually a lot more
interested in you right now.
I'll bet.
I need a place to detox for a few days
till I go to rehab
and McKenna is donating to my charity.
Nosy.
I didn't mean to be nosy.
I'm just really...
That's really brave.
I'm happy for you.
Why doesn't he have knives?
So what do you do?
I am a rep for a surf company.
McKenna's nice enough to let me crash here
when I'm in town.
- You're like a traveling salesman?
- Yeah.
Legit job.
Office. Grown-up stuff.
But what I really wanna do is write.
You like Paper Route?
They're playing at
the Florida Music Fest tomorrow.
Yeah. We should go.
You think the warden will let you out?
I will dig my way out.
Right on.
So you out tomorrow morning or...
Actually the day after,
if that's okay with you.
Yeah, the more the merrier.
All right, thank you.
No problem.
Appreciate it.
And congratulations on
your new life, Renee.
- Good night.
- Bye!
Pretty good.
How are you feeling?
Like my soul got kicked in the nuts.
Good.
Well, not good that you feel
like your soul's been kicked in the balls,
but it's good you're being honest.
Secrets make you sick.
I like that, McKenna.
- Remember it.
- Yes, sir.
Thank you
for all of this.
Somebody did it for me,
you'll do it for someone else.
All right, thanks for the sandwich.
Sleep tight.
This is slave labor.
I prefer the term internship.
It's all gonna be back next week.
So will you. It's a test of wills, mate.
- Hey.
- There she is!
You all right, sleeping beauty?
You have an extra one of those...
Thank you.
Hey, boss?
I have three...
No, I have four questions for you.
- I'll answer two. Maybe.
- Okay.
One, why don't you have any furniture?
Two, where'd you get your tattoo,
three, how come you left England,
and four, I'll ask you later.
One, I just haven't found
the right sofa yet,
I wish people would stop pressuring me,
and two, I got that bad boy in prison.
Prison? What did you do?
Only answering two questions.
- Hey! Right on.
- Hey, Jamie!
Looking great, guys.
So what are you doing
your last night in Orlando?
I was thinking Florida Music Fest.
I mean, your band's playing, right?
We'll all go together.
You have bands? McKenna, I wanna go.
One band, and, no, you can't go,
you're staying with the babysitters.
I thought she needed distractions.
Yeah, if there's music,
No, there's no drugs at a music festival.
It's a great idea.
Exactly. I don't have extra tickets anyway,
so it's settled.
Turns out Hurley's sponsoring the event.
Made a call, got us VIP treatment
and Paper Route's playing.
And we'll be there
to support your band, Between the Trees.
Why thank you, Jamie.
What would you say if I told you
that I'm not giving up?
However long it takes
It's clear that things have changed
Since when we started
But we can't just walk away, babe
So I am telling you that
I know things aren't quite
like what they used to be
Different faces,
different places
You're welcome.
Boys, nice one, well done, more of
the same please. That was the bollocks.
So when are we gonna meet Stevo?
Just let me handle the business.
You're going to meet him
Go make daddy proud.
Where have I landed
I don't quite remember
I fell to pieces
one night in December
You're like a ghost
Tracing where I said to you
I wish you would listen
- Lift me up!
- Oh, no!
Yes, Dylan, lift me up!
Lift me up! Come on!
Please, you guys, if anyone
I will come right down immediately.
They might be.
No, no, no. McKenna will kill me.
- Please, please, Dylan.
Come on, one...
Be right back?
Girl scout's honor. One, two, three!
Looking for love like
You're like a ghost
Tracing where I said to you
I wish you would listen
I wish you would listen
I wish you would listen
To get through it
I wish you would listen
McKenna?
- Stevo.
- What's up?
- How you doing?
- Good.
- Safe trip?
- All good.
Okay, good. Anyway, listen,
are you a Between the Trees fan yet?
- We'll see.
- Okay.
When can I meet the band?
I'll introduce you right after the second set.
Listen, would you excuse me a minute, yeah?
Hey, where's Renee?
She's up there, we just put her up there.
Tell me you are joking.
You put her up there?
We're at a music festival!
It's fine, McKenna!
Well, she's not there now!
I told you this was a bad idea!
Okay, Jessie, you go that way,
you get back in the crowd
and you come with me!
- Yohe! Yohe!
- Hey!
Where you been?
What happened to you back in Daytona?
What, you get saved or kidnapped
or something?
A little bit of both.
I lost my group I came with.
Why don't you get in,
I'll take you around the
front by the stage.
Hey, wanna go downtown?
I got some mad snow not far from here.
No, no more snow. I'm done with that.
Two days sober, man, three days to rehab.
How Hollywood of you.
Come on, you sure you don't want to go out
with a bang?
No. Take me back.
All right.
- Renee!
- Hey, hey, hold on.
Hey, all right. Thanks.
Sure thing. Stay safe.
Yeah, you too. Hey.
Is that one of your boyfriends?
What's your problem? No, no.
What's your problem?
Did you just go use with that guy?
- Did I just use with that guy?
- Did you just go use with that guy?
No, I didn't go use with that guy, Jess!
Just go home, dude, if you don't want
to be here, you don't have to be here.
I'm sure you'd love that, wouldn't you,
so you could have a house full of men
all to yourself, right?
What are you talking about?
We used to be a family.
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