Wet Bum Page #3
Are you sure it's not
because you're a lesbian?
I'm not the one watching
other girls change in the corner.
Sam. Put some clothes on.
Sam! Want a ride?
You okay?
all the way there?
She finally speaks.
Come on Sam.
You okay?
Yeah, I'm fine.
So are you going to tell me?
What?
Why it looks like
you've been crying.
It's nothing.
Okay see you tomorrow!
Yeah.
Mom. You okay?
Yeah, I'm fine.
- What happened?
- Sam, not now.
What are the tears about?
Is it your mom?
She can be a b..h.
Did you and that little p..k
break up?
Judith died.
I'm changing.
Sam?
I said I'm changing.
You're lying in bed.
Well I'm about to get up
and change.
I didn't realize that you were
so close to Judith.
I'm sorry.
I wasn't.
Then what is this about?
Nothing.
It's clearly not nothing, honey.
I'm worried about you.
Is this about Molly?
What's going
on between you two?
What?
Nate told me that you and Molly
are having some problems.
Well tell Nate,
to mind his own business.
Sam.
What is going on?
You guys used to be
such good friends?
My brother is an a..e,
that's what's going on.
Just because you're upset doesn't
mean you get to use...
...that kind of language.
Okay?
A..e.
Samantha!
- S..t.
- Okay. That's enough.
B..h.
Well, I guess you're going to be
staying in your room all night.
Thank god.
Remind me Molly, when did you
become such a b..h?
Around the same time
you turned into such a loser.
Molly?
Remember that time
that you let Rob finger you...
...in my basement?
Remember the next morning
how you made me research...
...if you could get pregnant
from a boy fingering you.
At least boys want to touch me.
The closest you've ever come to
any action is...
...being taught mouth to mouth.
Look Molly.
I think I just found your baby.
Alright guys, what do we want
to start with?
Why don't we start
with mouth to mouth?
- You would want to start with that.
- Shut up.
Why don't we start with laps?
Are you kidding me?
You suggested laps?
You barely do them as it is.
Laps it is.
Come on guys.
You should be used to this by now.
Let' go!
I'm not doing front crawl.
Well you're the one
that suggested laps.
That was to shut them up.
Hey!
What are you doing?
Molly what the hell?
Sam, you okay?
Molly out, now!
Sam?
I'm fine.
What happened?
Nothing. Molly was
just joking around, I guess.
You going to tell Mom
about this too?
Hey you.
Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm fine.
Would a ride make you feel
any better?
It might help.
Just help, no guarantee?
Yeah, no guarantee.
Well, I guess I'll take
what I can get.
You coming?
You know?
I can fail them.
Hey look, there's that Ed guy.
Aren't you curious
where he wants to go?
I doubt he'd get in my car again.
Okay, fine.
We'll take you.
Where?
Wherever you want to go.
How much further?
Just keep driving.
I'll tell you when to turn.
That lady died.
The window one?
Yeah.
Judith.
The woman you gave the finger to.
- Really?
- Yeah.
Do you think
Not funny.
It could be.
Imagine if you could kill someone
just by giving them the finger.
Stop.
It's up here on the left.
How long has he been
at the nursing home for?
I'm not sure.
It looks like it's all boarded up.
Maybe we shouldn't have
brought him here.
It was your idea.
I'm kidding.
Just give him time. Okay?
Your hair's still wet
you must be freezing.
Do you think he'll be okay?
What are you so worried about?
I don't know.
Look, he's been getting
in people's cars for months...
...just to get here.
Let's just him enjoy it. Alright?
- Okay.
- Alright, so calm down.
I am.
- Really?
- Yes.
Then kiss me.
- Is that a demand?
- Yes.
Or what?
I'll fail you.
- Really?
- Yes.
Well, that seems completely unfair.
Kissing me seems unfair?
Okay.
- I was kidding.
- No. No.
- Hey, come on.
- Cut deep.
- I was joking.
- No.
What are you doing?
Come on.
Stop. Hey. Come on. Stop it.
That wasn't so bad, was it?
Well, I'll see yeah later.
Really?
That's an unusual bra.
It's still wet.
- I was in a rush.
- Yeah. Apparently.
Come on.
Sam, I'm kidding.
What the f..k?
Jesus.
What the hell, man.
Get off my property.
I brought you back here.
What are you doing?
Stop.
I said stop, you a..e.
Sam, get in the car.
Okay, fine.
What are you doing?
You're too young
to get mixed up with him.
- That's none of your business.
- He's a p..k.
He brought you back here didn't he?
Only so he could take advantage
of a young girl.
He wasn't taking advantage of me.
Well that's what it looked like.
I was fine.
I didn't need you spying on us.
Well this is my property
and I'm don't want...
around on it.
This isn't your property anymore.
Yes it is.
Then why don't you live here?
Because...
Because why?
Why?
Is it because you're too old
to take care of yourself?
I've been in your apartment.
I've seen how you live.
Your disgusting fridge and your
wife's things still everywhere.
She's not coming back
to clean them.
Only me.
She, was my wife.
She, was the love of my life...
...and I let her die in that place.
I'm sorry.
I didn't...
- You didn't what?
Mean to come in here and yell
at me about how hard your life is?
- I'm sorry.
- No you're not.
You're a little brat
who doesn't realize...
...that she isn't
the center of the world.
Wait.
Every morning
she would stand here...
...staring out this window...
...telling me all the things
that needed to be done that day.
Like the barn roof needs fixing,
something like that.
She was a hot tempered,
bossy little woman.
And she never listened to reason...
...and she always thought
she was right.
Half the time I thought
she was crazy.
But she was mine...
...and this place was ours.
They're going to tear it down
any way.
Are you sure?
You okay?
Yeah.
I will be.
You?
Yeah, I think so.
My mom's going to be so p..d.
Yeah.
Alright, guys...
...let's just get the laps
over with...
...and then we'll deal
with exam review.
Well, I'm the instructor.
I don't want to do laps
right away either.
Okay, fine, we can start
by treading water...
...if you guys prefer that.
- No.
Okay guys, laps.
Now. Let's go.
Sam, can I talk to you after class?
Sam, how many times
do I have to tell you.
Front crawl.
Sam!
Sam!
Back to your laps.
Mom.
that I might fail...
...this life guarding course.
Well...
I guess you're stuck
working here.
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