Twelve Page #7

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- I'm so happy you're here.

- You are?

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

# You've got an angel on your shoulder #

# Making hairpins out of glass #

- Hi.

- Hi.

I'm Molly. Tobias invited me,

but I haven't seen him yet.

He's around somewhere.

# Baby, don't be sad #

# Better things are coming

I swear there's truth in that #

Hey, I'm Chris, and this is my party.

Really? Chris, is this the kind of party

Where a 16-year-old girl can get drunk?

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

Damn, girl! You some fine-ass booty!

I'm really sorry about them.

White Mike thought, "Why am I going here?"

This is what people do at times like this...

even if they are not religious.

And it either helps or it doesn't.

And so what?

# Oh, yeah #

Hi.

Let me see the thousand.

I don't have any money right now.

Wait!

I can get you the money later...

if you just leave the Twelve now.

Not without the cash.

- I'm good for the money, Lionel.

- No.

You need to go back in that house

and get you some drinks.

Just relax.

Wait!

I can give you something else.

I don't want some antique piece of sh*t

out this old-ass house you just came out of.

I'll give you a blow job.

A blow job?

I'm serious.

- A thousand-dollar blow job?

- I'm serious. What's so funny?

That's an expensive blow job.

I'll f*** you.

I'm a virgin.

Two fucks.

One before I give you the drugs, one after.

No.

First drugs, then we'll have sex.

What are you waiting for, Lionel?

White Mike knew

he'd been in there a long time...

and he realized his phone had been off.

The lapse had left him a lot of messages...

but none from the only person

he wanted to see right now.

- # Come with me, come with me #

# Come with me, come with me #

# Come with me, come with me #

# We'll travel to infinity #

- # Come with me, come with me #

# Uh-oh, uh-oh #

# Uh-oh, uh-oh #

# Future #

# Uh-oh, uh-oh #

So, What's going on with you and Tobias?

Nothing. I haven't even seen him actually.

# Five, 10, 15, 20, 25, 30 #

# 35, 40, 45, 50 #

Excuse me.

- # Five, 10, 15, 20, 25, 30 #

- You guys know Molly Norton?

- No, you hold it.

- Idon't have time for your bullshit.

F*** you, Mike!

Hey, Molly Norton.

You know Where she is? She's at your party.

- Why don't you chill the f*** out?

- Who the f*** are you?

- What the f*** you gonna do?

- F*** with me, huh?

Don't f*** with me.

I'm f***ing with you!

You're ruining my party!

Hey! White Mike, the drug dealer,

is starting sh*t upstairs.

- Molly Norton, Chris!

- I don't- Upstairs, man.

F***!

Yeah, that's the drug dealer right there.

Michael?

Yo.

Molly? Oh, sh*t!

- F***.

- Lionel. Whoa.

What the f*** you want?

I don't know.

Lionel, that's Charlie's gun.

F***, man. He was on some sh*t, man.

He pulled it on me, man.

- You shot him.

- What the f***?

You would've shot him too, man.

Oh, God. You killed him.

Chris?

Chris?

Christopher!

You f***ing p*ssy!

Get out here!

Christopher!

The shooter? Is the shooter inside?

Second floor. His name's Claude.

Good party.

Claude! Put your weapon

down and come out with your hands up!

Put your weapon down

and come out with your hands up!

Do it now!

Mmm.

Yeah.

- Drop your weapon!

- Drop it!

- Drop the gun!

- Drop it!

As Sara lay dying, she thought...

"This will be famous...

and make an unbelievable story

when school starts again.

People will be sorry they weren't here. "

Molly, I'm so sorry...

I lied to you.

I just-

You know, I didn't want you to know

I was the president...

of the Hypocrites' Club.

Why do you do it?

I mean, how- how can you do it?

I mean, there's-

There's no reason.

I think there is.

You don't- You don't drink.

You don't do drugs.

Because you like the power you have...

being sober...

around people Who are always f***ed up.

But you know What?

That makes you

so much more f***ed up than them.

Because Who gave you this right...

to just go around and experiment

With other people's lives?

No, you're right.

You're right. I'm sorry. I just-

Molly, When I get out of here,

I'm gonna call you.

No, Michael, no.

Please, don't.

Do not call me or anything

until you stop dealing.

Okay?

I'm sorry.

Molly always

reminded White Mike of his mother.

Hi.

I'm sorry.

Don't say that, Mom.

Okay?

Okay.

We won't talk about it anymore.

We'll just live the best life we can.

Did you hear me, Michael?

Always live the best life you can.

You will not be remembered if you die now.

You will be buried and mourned by a few.

And what more can you ask for?

The world will spiral from underneath you...

and you're either too smart

or too dumb to find God.

Maybe you are angry...

only because the way out is through love...

and you are just horny and lonely.

You have seen that before you

lies a great stretch of road...

and it is windswept...

or blasted by the hot sun...

or covered in snow...

or it is dirt...

or concrete...

or shrouded in darkness...

or bright and clear so you have to squint.

But no matter what...

it feels utterly empty.

But there are sons who have lost mothers...

and mothers who have lost sons.

So...

we must live the best life we can.

# I've had my frustrations #

# About the pains of daily life #

# I've tasted degradation #

# And found the lace and candlelight #

# But we have the weights

We have the measures #

# Of our days and nights #

# I've had my frustrations #

# But now I've found my place #

# And you will make it #

# But only if you run #

# Only if you run #

# You will make it #

# Only if you run #

# These lonely dedications I've found #

# They bring me peace and light #

# When threefold applications of doubt #

# Surround my fate #

# You might say we have the weights #

# We have to wage an assault

on what it is #

# 'Cause harmless medications abound #

# And you're not sick #

# You will make it #

# But only if you run #

# Only if you run #

# You will make it #

# But only if you run #

# Surprise #

# Surprise #

# Surprise #

# Surprise #

# You will make it #

# But only if you run #

# Only if you run #

# Only if you run #

# Only if you run #

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