Varsity Blood Page #6

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God, you're perfect for me.

Baby, won't you

come inside with me?

I think we need some

more marshmallows.

No, we don't. We have plenty.

There's never enough

with you around, red.

Hey, watch it, Bochner.

Why don't you chill out,

cake boy?

Come on, baby, please?

I need a hand.

With what?

LINDA:
His passing

hand got tired.

You know what? F*** you, Linda.

Come on, baby, please.

I think she made her

decision, Blaine.

JEFF:
Besides,

don't you have a date

With a bag of snow

flurries anyway?

Your snow boogers

are almost gone.

Why don't you shut the hell up?

Hey. Don't even think

about it, Blaine.

You know what?

F*** all y'all then.

HANNAH:
Blaine.

That prick really chaps my ass.

Oh, Hannah, are you okay?

Yeah. I'm fine.

ROBIN:
Where are you going?

Inside. I think it's time

to tell Blaine goodnight.

Jeff, will you still

drive me home?

TINA:
Watch it there, greedy.

Save some for the rest

of us, will ya?

What are you doing, bro?

Dude, I'm trying to call

that slut, Diane,

And see if she's f***ing

behind my back.

You do realize

you're calling Diane

From Hannah's phone, don't you?

Man, it's whatever.

I'm done with that tease.

TINA:
Oh, poor Blaine.

His big plans to bang Hannah

backfired and now he's pissed

Because his little

Latina backup booty

Isn't waiting on top

of the Cerveza.

HANNAH:
Oh, great!

Oh, baby. You came.

I can't believe I was so stupid.

What are you talking about.

You're not stupid.

Look, I found your phone.

You are so full of sh*t, Blaine.

You had it this whole time.

So what? I couldn't call my mom

And now you're screwing

Diane, snorting coke

And doing god knows what

else behind my back.

You know what? You're the

one with all these rules

Because of your

stupid daddy issues.

What else am I supposed to

do to have fun around here?

You know, Blaine? Don't

ever call me again. Ever!

TINA:
Oh, Jesus.

Come down off Broadway.

Why don't you mind

your business, b*tch?

It was just one line,

okay, and look,

Don't even worry about Diane.

That was just sex.

Don't take it personally.

You know you're my girl.

Stop!

Look, let's just go upstairs

and talk about this. All right?

I'd rather carve my face

like a jack-O-Lantern

Then be anywhere

near you. We're done.

You know what?

Fine. It's whatever.

It's your loss though.

Yeah, well locker room

talk on my end says

It's not much of a loss.

(LAUGHING)

I didn't say it. It wasn't me.

I didn't either.

Y'all accepted the dare.

Y'all got to do it now.

LINDA:
All right, Jeff.

Now, it's your turn.

Truth or dare, and

you better say dare.

What the hell just happened?

ROBIN:
Hey,

what did he do to you?

HANNAH:
How can I

be such an idiot?

Can we get out of here now?

ROBIN:
Yeah. Let's go.

Hey, get your god damn

hands off her.

JEFF:
Chill out, man.

I'm about to whoop

your b*tch ass.

Hey. You're going to have

to go through me first.

What are you going

to do, Barton?

Back the f*** down, Barton.

You got nothing to do with this.

ROBIN:
He does now.

Why don't you shut the hell up?

This doesn't concern you either.

Talk about it.

Just let it go, okay?

He's high. They're all high.

Strap a muzzle on it,

sh*t starter.

You know what, b*tch? That's

it. You're going to get it.

HEATHER:
Stop guys.

We're all friends here.

Just because we played recess with

these losers in primary school

Does not mean we're friends,

And ever since

Hannah moved here,

She's been nothing

but trouble for all of us.

Trouble for me is more like it.

Hannah's done nothing wrong.

You need a real good ass

whooping. You know that boy?

Are you going to do it, b*tch?

- Well, come on then.

- Hey.

Linda, where are you going?

To grab the biggest

branch I can find.

No, this b*tch did not just

tell me to put a muzzle on it.

Yeah, I f***ing did.

BUBBA:
What the hell?

HEATHER:
What the hell?

TINA:
Trick or treat, Herman.

You sleazy boy-R-Squeeze.

Geez, Herm, showing up a

bit late, don't ya think?

Guys, I don't think

that's Herman.

What's he doing?

BLAINE:
Holy sh*t!

(SCREAMS)

BUBBA:
Come on. Come after me.

Come on.

(SCREAMS)

ROBIN:
Oh, my god,

she's breathing!

BLAINE:
Hurry up. Come on.

HANNAH:
Heather, come on.

We have to go.

BLAINE:
Come on.

Someone call for help.

Is everyone okay?

Is anyone hurt?

Piece of sh*t.

Stupid smartphone.

What are you doing?

HANNAH:
Looking for a weapon.

TINA:
Nobody's lived here

in years, dumb ass.

HEATHER:
Over there.

The carving knife.

TINA:
Oh, peachy now a

f***ing storm, too?

Could anyone tell who it was?

Where do you think he went?

No idea. I don't see him.

We all know who it is, heather.

HEATHER:
No, it can't be.

TINA:
Shut it, Blaine.

There's no way.

He's the f***ing crazy one.

It's the only thing

that makes sense.

Wait, you guys think

it was Herman?

I mean, just because y' all were

picking on him the other day?

It's not Herman.

It's Ben Youngblood.

HANNAH:
Wait, what?

I thought he was in a home.

Well, he obviously got out, duh.

HANNAH:
Why would

Ben be doing this.

Does this have something to do

with the principal's daughter?

I thought you said she died

in a drunk driving accident?

TINA:
Drunk driving?

We killed her.

HANNAH:
You what?

ROBIN:
When you asked if it was

alcohol, we just let you assume

That it was a drunk

driving accident.

HANNAH:
So what

the hell happened?

HEATHER:
It was after

Thursday night JV game.

We were having a

Halloween party.

HANNAH:
With who?

JEFF:
All of us,

out on the field.

BLAINE:
We were wasted.

The girls were fooling around,

doing stunts and pyramids.

We were throwing the

football behind 'em.

This is before Herman

was a sophomore.

Ben was the mascot then.

HEATHER:
And we fell.

HANNAH:
You guys were drunk.

That's like manslaughter

or something, isn't it?

ROBIN:
And you're all

still minors.

And certainly not when Linda's dad is...

was the sheriff.

BLAINE:
If Ben wouldn't have

been following Ginny around

All the time like some

stupid ass puppy,

Then none of this sh*t

would've happened.

HEATHER:
Ben didn't want

to be the mascot.

He only tried out because he

wanted to be closer to Ginny.

He never liked us no

matter how hard we tried,

Always called us

Ginny's friends.

TINA:
It's because Ben

Youngblood was a f***ing freak,

And the only reason

Ginny dated him

Is because she was a

mother f***ing saint,

And she pitied his poor

pathetic obsession over her.

Okay. It doesn't matter

who's under that mask.

What matters right now is the rest

of us get out of here alive, okay,

Robin, you should've told me.

ROBIN:
You just lost your dad to

some other idiot's negligence.

How could I tell you that without

you thinking I was awful.

What do you care?

You scored her coveted spot on the squad.

I don't give a sh*t about that.

MIKE:
Guys, look,

he's out front.

What the hell is he doing?

JEFF:
I think he's cutting

your cables.

Damn it, Blaine.

You and I can take this

Mother f***er out

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