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Not anymore.

Why did you

go with her?

Because she

asked me to. Jesus.

Yeah, but why you?

She needed a friend and she

asked me to sit with her.

What, through

the whole procedure?

Yeah.

I didn't know

you two were so close.

Well, we're

a lot closer now.

I'm a bit surprised.

It must have been disturbing.

No wonder

you're so distant.

What is your problem?

I don't trust her.

You don't need

to protect me.

You know, actually,

I think I do.

It was Tess

that turned Sam in.

What are you talking about?

You. You and Sam.

She saw you together

in the Shed being intimate.

That's not possible.

Well, maybe it

wasn't the Shed, then.

Well, whatever.

She saw you.

Look, it's not possible that

she saw anything between us.

Not possible?

We never...

- Never what?

Tess lied.

You never what?

- What do you want?

You know, right now, the truth

would be really f***ing great.

We never did it, okay?

We never had sex.

Well, okay, fine.

Maybe she saw you

doing something else.

He was my teacher.

That's all.

So what are

you telling me?

I'm sorry.

I'm trying to understand.

What about the necklace?

- What about it?

You gave it to him.

He reached out for it.

It was...

We all gave it to him.

It was from all of us, okay?

I picked it out.

You lied. You said

you were in love.

I was.

And that he loved you.

He did.

Come on! You know what...

You know what everyone was thinking,

what everyone believed,

what I believed,

and what Tess

clearly believed.

Tess was lying.

It seems like everyone was.

Didn't anybody ever assume

anything about you before,

and you just

let it stand?

And when he was gone, even if it was

a lie, that's all I had left of him.

Can you understand that?

Is it a crime?

It can be.

What do I do?

You correct it.

You tell the truth.

I'm sorry.

I have no right.

I have no right

whatsoever. I...

I lied, too.

I don't want to hear it.

Sam and I... Angela.

I don't want to hear it!

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

Oh, hey.

KIDS:
# Ten, nine, eight,

seven, six

# ...five, four, three,

two, one!

# Countdown!

# To a higher place

# Countdown!

- # Countdown!

# Yeah,

we're talking about space

# Countdown!

- # Countdown!

# To the Blast-Off

Challenger Show

# Countdown!

- # Countdown!

# To a higher place

- # To a higher place

# Countdown!

- # Countdown!

(STOPS PLAYING PIANO)

# Yeah,

we're talking about space

# Countdown...#

It was you, wasn't it?

Miss Little?

PENELOPE:

Don't you f***ing deny it!

How could you?

After all I've...

(AUDIENCE EXCLAIMING)

No, no, no.

Oh!

Hi. Is there a Campbell

Babbitt staying here?

How the hell did you

ever find this place?

Donna.

Campbell.

You never called me.

Yes. No, I'm sorry.

Well, if the mountain

doesn't come to Mohammed,

Mohammed comes

to the mountain.

What?

You won the Pulitzer,

the goddamn Pulitzer.

Congratulations.

And there's no time

for navel-gazing.

You have

an interview with NBC

in the morning,

pre-launch coverage.

They needed filler, so

they're gonna squeeze you in

between NASA geeks

and Christa's Aunt Bitsy.

What do they want me to say?

They want you to

talk about heroes.

You're an expert now.

Here, I bought you a suit.

Well, I guess I'm

gonna have to do it then.

Good. Maybe I'll finally

get an update on Angela.

Angela.

An update from you.

Yes, no, you will.

Everybody will.

Good.

Then I'll take you back.

You don't have to

do the Christa thing.

F*** it.

I was just trying to

shake you up a little.

Yeah.

Okay, well,

I have a few details

I have to wrap up

for the morning.

So, I'll see you at 8:30?

Okay.

Cam, you could at least...

All right.

8:
30. Don't be late.

I'll be early.

Right.

Well, congratulations.

(CHAINSAW WHIRRING)

(DOOR ALARM BEEPS)

Donna, could you have someone

deliver this for me, please?

Kerry, is the water

coming like I asked?

(MAN ANNOUNCING ON PA)

DONNA:
Jesus,

I hope that doesn't keep up.

So it's going

to be to camera.

Tom's in New York on a live

feed through your earpiece.

Kerry, where's his earpiece?

You okay?

Yeah, you're okay.

I thought

you were leaving.

Not yet.

You got your souvenir.

Now get the f***

out of here.

I mean it.

- Don't... Don't do that.

What, am I ruining

that king-of-the-mountain

feeling you must

be having right now?

Tess.

I just hope you

wore a rubber.

And listen,

nothing happened.

F*** you.

- All right, then.

A lot happened,

more than it should have.

But not what you think.

Is that makeup?

What are you doing?

I'm doing a TV interview.

(SCOFFS) Great.

Look, before I...

(BELL RINGING)

Before I tell the world...

What...

What are you talking about?

Can I... Look.

Come here, come here, please.

MAN ON PA:
TVs are set up, we're

gonna watch Christa go, go, go!

Tess.

I want to talk to you

about Angela. You know...

I know.

No. No, no, no.

She... She killed herself.

This is the truth.

When I told you all

she died,

I didn't mean to be honest.

The first article

was the truth.

She lost someone

so dear to her,

more precious

than her own life,

and I loved her.

That's the truth.

At least that's...

That's how I felt.

And the second article

and the ones that followed,

she was already dead.

And now I'm

being given an award

for illuminating a life

which she chose to end.

I don't know if it's

my fault, maybe, or...

MAN ON PA:
Come on, people,

settle down.

Take your seats.

She was in pain.

It was her choice.

But I rejected her choice,

and she deserves better.

And I don't know

what I deserve,

but it's not

a f***ing award.

What do you want from me?

Sam's dead.

I know.

Thanks. I'm really

not confused on that.

And you didn't

see him with Lucy,

except perhaps in the way

you wanted to see him.

You weren't there.

I know.

You don't know.

Lucy knows.

She doesn't know.

Come on.

What? You didn't see the

way they were together.

After-school

Romeo and Juliet.

It was the way

that he looked at her.

It's the same way

that you look at her.

You have that same look.

And how close

did you come, huh?

I was protecting her.

You lied, and that's okay.

I understand

you were hurting.

You know, I don't

need your forgiveness.

Okay? You have no idea

what I was feeling.

Don't I?

We both believed

what we need to believe.

I'm sorry that

Mr. C is dead, okay?

You have no idea

how sorry I am.

But what am I supposed to do,

go on TV and apologize?

To who?

He's the one that

I need to apologize to,

but he's not here

to forgive me, is he?

No, he's not!

And it just makes me so mad.

Not at him.

Not at him, just at

the way things are.

At the way that

things just disappear.

(PEOPLE CLAPPING)

(CHEERING)

Did you love her?

Yes, I loved her.

So, then why are you

going to kill her again?

So you can get something

off of your chest?

Well, what about

the rest of us?

(DOOR OPENS)

PRINCIPAL:

The TVs aren't working.

We're well aware

of the problem.

And please, please,

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