Wasted on the Young Page #3

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I will.

Jono, check it out. Jono!

So shouldn't she be at a clinic?

Yeah, she was,

but her dad pulled her out.

- No way. That sucks.

- Is Zack gonna sue?

He should totally sue.

Just because she feels bad

for being a trash bag

doesn't mean

she has to make others suffer.

- I think Zack should be scared.

- Should he?

- No. No, I guess not.

- There she goes.

Look at all the bruises on her legs.

Trash bag.

I've got your phone.

It's OK. I don't need it.

It's no problem.

Really, I don't know who I'd call.

I usually carry it on me

but I forgot today.

- Why?

- Why what?

Why do you carry it?

So I can give it back to you.

Thanks for the thought.

I'm not friends with them.

It's OK.

I mean, I go along with them

because of Zack and everything,

but I'm not... not part of it, honestly.

I know I should have been there.

Oh, my God! Don't tell me that.

I have something from that night...

We don't have to talk about it.

- I can help.

- How can you help?

We'll go to the school.

We'll go to your dad.

Darren, everyone's already

made up their mind about what happened.

I still don't know.

I blacked out.

I woke up and I went home.

I just...

I just feel it.

I feel them and what they did.

It's part of me.

It's part of this school.

It's part of you.

How can you help me with that?

I'm sorry.

Don't you dare.

Now you walk away.

It's Darren, right?

Hey.

- How are you going?

- Hey.

Zack, how are ya?

- Hi. How you doin'?

- Good.

- Welcome, I guess.

- Thanks.

So this is our house?

Yeah. It's weird, eh?

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

So, I don't know,

what kind of stuff do you do?

Ah, not much.

Sports or anything?

Yeah, anything without a team. I swim.

That has a team. I'm captain of it.

Oh, cool. Can I be on it?

If you're fast enough.

OK.

School sends away one of our boys to the

institute on a scholarship every year.

Seriously, we're good.

I'll just splash along behind,

make you look good.

That doesn't make us look good.

No, it's a defence. I'm awesome.

So, uh...

You want a tour?

- Yeah, lead on.

- Alright.

How long were your parents separated?

Uh, three years or something.

My dad ditched my mum when I was five.

B*tch kept spending all his money,

so he paid her off in one hit.

- Sh*t.

- Trust me, it's better like this.

But he really seems...

I don't know, he likes Cassi.

- What's she like?

- Oh, she's great. You'll meet her.

She's my mum.

- Your dad seems cool.

- Yeah.

He told me to look out for you

while he was away.

Right. So you're the man of the house?

Yeah.

So. First day tomorrow.

Yeah.

Hey, what's our school like?

I haven't really done

the private school thing.

- Well, you'll meet her. She's great.

- Yeah?

I wouldn't call it our school, though.

But... Whose school is it?

Mr Masters,

the principal will see you now.

Great, thanks.

They seem nice.

I could have you charged.

Yeah, you went to the police,

didn't you?

What did they say?

Did they ask if you were sure?

Who else was there?

Did they say they'd look into it?

I think they got about as far as

my lawyer.

You think you're untouchable.

I've got witnesses.

Four of them. I've got a reputation.

I win medals for the school.

What do you do?

Raise money for sick monkeys?

- Homeless children.

- Whatever.

Keep your mouth shut.

You've got Darren all excited

and you're running around

talking your bullshit.

Just keep it to yourself,

and everyone will be just fine.

You wouldn't be here

unless you were afraid.

I went and saw the principal today.

You know why?

He wanted to see if I was OK.

Don't f***ing cry.

Don't come to my house again.

Now you're getting it.

Oh, be sure to thank your mother

for the refreshing cola.

Oh, f***.

What are you doin'?

Dad? Yeah, hi.

No, no, everything's cool.

I just need to withdraw some funds and

I wanted to run it by you first, though.

Oh, kind of a school project.

Of course it's for a party.

No, everything else is fine.

OK. Alright,

I'll see you when you get back, Dad.

Right. Love you, Dad. Bye.

Have you ever wondered why

kids go to their school with an AK?

Rage issues?

Outrage, maybe.

OK, let's do it.

You in?

We'd have to shoot ourselves after.

Man, you've got to think about it

in terms of a ratio.

Like the guy in Kauhajoki,

he was like 10 to 1. Epic fail.

Virginia Tech was more like 30 to 1.

That's better bang for your buck.

Oh!

So that's one to me.

Dude, what the f***? That was awesome!

So anyway, I'm leaving.

When?

As soon as I can.

I don't know if you've noticed,

but this place isn't real, anyway.

- It's like some kind of...

- ..parallel universe.

Here we are, trapped in a bubble while

the rest of the world keeps turning.

When we came here, my mum said

that this was the best school

because it was the most expensive

- Where is she?

- Away.

She moved here to set me up,

and now I don't even see her.

Do you remember first semester history?

You gave a presentation

on the origin of moral law.

Do you remember what a martyr is?

What are you asking?

Do you?

In Greek, it means 'witness'.

Witnesses were tortured for confessions,

so it came to mean

someone who suffers for a cause.

Do you need my notes?

If you see something and do nothing,

you're not a witness.

You're an accomplice.

It's just training, man.

Don't worry about it.

I only wanted him to give up on her.

She would have been out of it.

Totally.

Do you think I'm stupid?

We're gonna get caught.

Are you going to help me or not?

- Chill out, man.

- Come on!

- Hey, you.

- Hey.

When are you leaving?

It's like you said, man.

She's not the problem, but him.

With his pictures and rumours

and all that other bullshit.

He's not taking away

my only ticket out of here.

We have to, bro. Come on.

Boo.

Make it quick. Come on.

Yeeow!

F***.

- You go round that way.

- F*** off.

Move, f***er!

There he is.

Look, there they go!

F***!

Where you going?

- He's gone downstairs.

- Where you going, Daz?

Where you going?

Get up, f***er!

Hey, how's that?

Hey?

Brooky. Brooky?

Brooky, Brooky, hop up. Hop up.

You alright?

Did he get you?

No.

What a f***ing mess.

Darren?

Darren, there are two types of people

in this school.

The first kind are useful to me, OK?

The second kind is what you just became.

Why do you do it?

Why do you need to drag people

so far down

when you're already so far above them?

Here's the trick to it, Daz.

When you're really above people,

you don't have to explain yourself

to anyone.

For anything.

Help him, for f***'s sake.

Jono, get him out of here.

Come on.

Take him home.

Guess he owed him lunch money.

Seriously, though, guys,

if you're going to start believing

all this bullshit he's spinning,

you're going to get dragged down

to his level.

You know? We don't need

that kind of attention. Not here.

I thought we were better than that.

Anyway, somebody call it.

I'm going to class.

Give me your keys, man.

Just get him in.

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