All language subtitles for Euphoria 1x01 - Pilot (English)

I was once happy, content,

sloshing around in my own
private, primordial pool.

Then one day, for reasons
beyond my control,

I was repeatedly crushed...

over and over by the cruel
cervix of my mother, Leslie.

I put up a good fight, but I lost,

for the first time, but not the last.

I was born three days after 9/11.

I can hear you... I can hear you,

the rest of the world hears you,

and the people who knocked
these buildings down

will hear all of us soon.

USA! USA!

USA! USA!

My mother and father spent
two days in the hospital,

holding me under the soft
glow of the television,

watching those towers
fall over and over again,

until the feelings of grief
gave way to numbness.

And then, without warning,

a middle-class childhood
in an American suburb.

Thirteen... fourteen...

fifteen... sixteen...

- What are you looking at, Rue?
- Seventeen...

Rue, look at me.

- One, two, three...
- What are you doing, Rue?

I'd say she's suffering from
obsessive compulsive disorder...

It's not like I was physically abused...

...attention deficit disorder...

...or had a shortage of clean water...

...general anxiety disorder...

...or was molested by a family member.

...and possibly bipolar disorder.

But she's a little young to tell.

So, explain this shit to me.

Honey, it's just the way
your brain was hardwired.

Plenty of great, intelligent,

funny, interesting, and creative people

have struggled with the same
things you struggle with.

Like who?

Uh...

Vincent Van Gogh.

Sylvia Plath.

And your favorite: Britney Spears.

- She's bald!
- Oh, my God!

She is completely bald!

I don't remember much

between the ages of eight and 12.

Just that the world moved
fast and my brain moved slow.

Okay, does anybody have any idea
of what a preposition might be?

And every now and then, if I focused

too closely on the way I breathed...

...I'd die.

Slow down, just breathe.

Until every second of every day,

you find yourself trying
to outrun your anxiety.

What's wrong, Rue?

And quite frankly...

I'm just fucking exhausted.

You said the doctor was in our network.

How could he suddenly be out of network?

I can't afford it.

Did you see that video
of the beauty queen

who got acid thrown on her face?

- Mm, uh, what? No.
- It's pretty fucked up.

- Hey, Mom, you got any tampons?
- In my bathroom, under the sink.

And at some point, you make a choice

about who you are and what you want.

Oh, my...

? I'm living for the thrill... formula ?

- ? On a Monday ?
- ? Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh ?

- ? Where's the propane?
- ? Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh ?

? Tell 'em ?

All right, Gia, let's roll.

Why is the co-payment $300?

Rue, did you eat breakfast?

- ? Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh ?
- ? Tell 'em ?

What's with the sunglasses?

What sunglasses?

? I'm livin' for the
thrill for your love... ?

I just showed up one day,
without a map or a compass...

Attention, students,
we need to lockdown.

...or to be honest, anyone capable

of giving on iota of
good fucking advice.

? I'm livin' for the thrill formula... ?

And I know it all may
seem sad, but guess what?

I didn't build this system,
nor did I fuck it up.

? Chill ?

? They been waiting for me ?

? What the fuk, what the fuk ?

? Feel the morning on my face ?

? Ain't a pill that I didn't take ?

And then it happens.

That moment when your
breath starts to slow.

? 'Cause Ima sleep when I
RIP... Ba-da-ba-da-ba ?

And every time you breathe,

you breathe out all the oxygen you have.

And everything stops:

your heart, your lungs,

then finally, your brain.

And everything you feel, and
wish, and want to forget,

it all just sinks.

And then suddenly...

...you give it air again,
give it life again.

I remember the first
time it happened to me,

I got so scared I wanted to call 911.

Go to the hospital and be kept
alive by machines and apple juice.

But I didn't want to look like an idiot,

and I didn't want to fuck
up everyone's night.

And then over time, it's all I wanted...

Those two seconds of nothingness.

? I'll find somebody, wait and see ?

? Who am I kidding, only me ?

? 'Cause no one else
could take your place ?

? Guess that I am just a hopeless case ?

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I spent a good portion of the
summer before junior year

in rehab.

God grant me the serenity to
accept the things I cannot change,

the courage to change the things I can,

and the wisdom to know the difference.

Rue!

- Come here!
- Hey.

- How are you?
- Good.

- I missed you.
- I missed you, too.

- Look at you. Are you growing?
- No.

Hey!

I'm very happy for you, Rue.

You're about to start
a brand-new chapter.

It was the end of summer, the
week before school started.

I had no intention of staying clean.

And Jules had just moved to town.

There's some new girl in town that
I think you gonna be friends with.

- Who?
- Shit, I don't know.

She came in yesterday lookin'
all Sailor Moon and shit.

I'm thinking to myself, like,

look like somebody Rue
would get along with.

Which was sort of like a
dead-on observation for Fezco,

who's not normally revolving in the
same direction as planet Earth.

So, how long you been back?

- Five days.
- And like,

- how you feelin'?
- I mean,

ever since I gave my life over to
my lord and savior Jesus Christ,

things have been, like, really good.

- Word? That's what's up.
- Yeah.

I'm fucking with you, Fez.

- It was a joke.
- Shit.

Hey, I don't judge.

Uh, but low-key, is Ashtray in the back?

Are you serious?

What, you think 'cause I went
to rehab, I stayed clean?

I mean, ain't that the point?

Yeah, well, the world's
coming to an end,

and I haven't even
graduated high school yet.

? Fuck this shit y'all seeing on TV ?

? Listen up, pay the
fuck attention, yeah ?

I thought your ass was dead.

I thought you had Asperger's till
I realized you're just a prick.

This is a fickle industry.
Y'all come and go.

I'm just trying to stack my
cash, pay off our mortgage.

So what the fuck you want?

? Pull up on the block and I'm lit ?

? Got em' looking real
sick, throw it up... ?

You sure you don't want
to try nothin' new?

- Like what?
- 2C-T-2, 2C-T-7,

and 5-MeO-DIPT.

I'm sorry, I have zero fucking
idea what you just said.

It doesn't matter.

But this shit is fucking lit.

What is it?

N-diisopropyl-5-methoxytryptamine.

It's a fast-acting psychedelic.

Got some similarities to LSD,

but with, like, key differences.

Not as visual and shit,

but definitely a sense distorter.

What's wrong?

I'm just so happy.

I don't know. The shit's
been blowing up in Tampa,

and mad people like to fuck on it.

Okay. Yeah.

That'll be 120.

- Uh, Fez said he'd spot me.
- Fezco don't spot nobody.

Yeah, well, it's a post-rehab discount,

- so you should ask him.
- I will go ask him,

'cause I know you're full of shit.

? There's a brighter tomorrow ?

? Just around the bend... ?

In truth, I didn't have much of an issue

with Nate until all the
bullshit with Jules.

I mean, I never liked him, and
once, during freshman formal,

he tried to finger me on the dance
floor without my permission.

But like... it's America.

And if they were throwing
an end-of-summer party...

Yo, I'd do it for Rue!

...of course I'd fucking go.

Yo. The whole world's
gonna be talking about

how McKay threw the grimiest
fucking banger of the summer.

I don't know, bro. You
know my mom is real OCD.

She notices the smallest shit:
a little scratch on the wall,

the dishes are out of order.

Fine. We'll just take a
picture of everything,

and we'll put it back
the way we found it.

What the fuck is this,
Mission Impossible?

Would you stop worrying about your mom,

and start worrying about
all the fucking pussy

that we're gonna smash tonight, bro.

No, no, no, no, no. Wait.
Isn't Maddy coming tonight?

I don't know.

I don't give a fuck. She
broke up with me. Fuck her.

See, no, bro. 'Cause she's crazy.

I don't want her to come and
try to burn my house down.

- Burn your...
- Yeah.

Shut the fuck up.

Yo. This is exactly
what I'm talking about.

Right here. I'm gonna
tell you something...

- Nate, don't do anything stupid. Come on.
- Yeah, yeah.

Hey, yo, what up, B?

Yo, how 'bout you come
and ride on this dick?

No, Nate, chill, bro! Come on man.

What the fuck, bro.

Whoops.

Jules moved from the city to the suburbs

after her mom and dad got divorced.

She doesn't really
like to talk about it,

but dads almost never get full custody,

so you know some shit
definitely went down.

She went to, like, three weeks
of summer school with Kat,

who failed Intro to Visual Arts.

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- Do you think my areolas look weird?
- No.

But, like, the edges, though.

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Maddy, they're fine.

Fine like they're kind
of weird, or fine like

nobody but me would ever
notice what I notice?

Fine like shut the fuck up, Maddy.

I'm disgusting. I literally
look disgusting.

Maddy, you just snap the fuck out
of this. You're hot as fuck.

- Nate's a loser. Who cares?
- He's not a loser. He's a dick.

All dicks are losers. Duh.

Look, bottom line: y'all
need to walk into this party

like your pussy costs a million dollars.

For real, I'd settle
for like fifty grand.

Fifty grand is a million dollars.

I'd settle for, like, four Corona Lights

and some non-rapey affection.

- That's kind of depressing.
- Nate's just,

like, totally ruined my confidence.

You know when somebody just
constantly criticizes,

like, everything about you?

Yep. That's, like, every guy.

You just need to catch a dick
and forget about your troubles.

Girl, you just need to catch a dick.

Seriously, Maddy, the best
thing to do after a breakup

is to fuck someone new,
and then move on.

Please, Kat, remind me again
how many guys you've fucked?

And, um, oh, yeah, cat-fishing,
that don't count.

Can you not be a cunt
for like, 15 seconds?

- What are we doing for dinner?
- Dad, stop being a pervert!

We're literally, like, all naked!

Fuck.

Okay.

- Where were you?
- I went to eat.

- What do you mean, you went to eat?
- What?

What? Don't walk away from me.

You know what, Rue? I don't trust you.

I don't know what you want me to say.

I want you to tell me where you were.

- I just said I went to fucking eat!
- Don't you talk to me like that!

You know what? I'm gonna drug test you.

- Don't be slamming no doors around here.
- It was an accident.

I don't care. You're not leaving this
house until you take a drug test.

I just peed!

Slam another door.

That girl's gonna be the death of me.

Shit.

Now, there's a few ways
to beat a drug test.

The first is simple. Stop doing drugs.

But if you're in a bind
and totally fucked,

option one: niacin.

It's a B vitamin that, like,

breaks down fat and
chemicals or whatever,

and if you take a lot of
it, like 2,000 milligrams,

then chug a few gallons of water,

you can flush your system
in two to three days.

The only problem is, it
has a few side effects.

Skin flushing, extreme
dizziness, vomiting,

rapid heartbeat, and sometimes death.

I don't recommend it. Nor does any
legit drug site on the Internet.

Option 2: synthetic urine.

Yeah, fucking right.

Option 3: get a non-drug
addict friend to piss for you.

The only problem is...

...most over-the-counter
home drug testing kits

come with a heat-sensor strip

that detects the
temperature of your urine.

And if your parents watch you pee,

you can't really do the sink trick.

So you gotta get it fresh.

Hey, Rue.

- Hey, I, um... I need a favor.
- What?

- I... like for real, Lexi.
- What?

- Side effects of this option?
- Are you serious?

Please.

Thanks.

Hey, Rue.

How was rehab?

Shit.

- It was good. It was really, really good.
- Well, that's good.

- How long have you been back?
- Five days.

Oh.

- New chapter.
- Mom.

Hmm?

Lexi and I have known each
other since pre-school.

And like, in some ways
she's my best friend,

even though I think we've grown apart.

We don't really have
much in common anymore.

Did you m... meet any cute guys there?

- Here's that eyeliner.
- Thanks.

Huh.

Mom, I have to pee!

I wish we could do this in a way

that wasn't a complete
invasion of my privacy.

Well, you lost your right to
privacy after your overdose.

- That was a mistake.
- Don't be flip, Rue.

Could you...

Thank you.

You don't understand. This was
the most frightening moment

a mother could witness. And Gia...

- Gia, who absolutely idolizes you...
- I know, Mom.

To have her find you unconscious...

Can we just... Can we not
do this right now, Mom?

Rue?

Rue?

Rue.

I know a lot of you
probably hate me right now,

and I get it.

If I could be a different
person, I promise you, I would.

Not because I want it,
but because they do.

And therein lies the catch.

I'm sorry... for slamming
the door earlier.

It's okay. I forgive you. Come here.

- Hey, Mom?
- Yeah?

Can I spend the night at Lexi's tonight?

- Yeah, that's fine.
- Thanks.

Yeah.

? He's heating up! ?

? No room key, socks
on, can't stay long ?

? Before you know it, in the
morning, I'll be gone ?

? I ain't staying till the
morning, yeah, I'm gone ?

? I ain't staying till the
morning, yeah, I'm gone ?

? Tommy, call my name,
when you open your eyes ?

? Make it rain, you can stay in my sky ?

? Keep it to yourself when you find me ?

? Hands on your knees it's
a sign we don't need ?

? Nothing but a rope and a room key ?

? Makin' sure you know
that you knew me ?

? No room key, socks
on, can't stay long ?

? Before you know it, in the
morning, I'll be gone ?

? I ain't staying till the
morning, yeah, I'm gone ?

? I ain't staying till the
morning, yeah, I'm gone ?

Where you going?

Uh, I don't know. Some
party, or something.

Or something?

Dad.

I know. You know, just,
new town. Be safe.

- Yeah. I'm fine.
- Good.

- Love you.
- I love you, too.

- Okay.
- Have fun.

? Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh ?

? Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh ?

? Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh ?

? Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh ?

Jules told me later what had happened.

? Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh ?

? Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh ?

? Ooh ?

? Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh ?

? Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh ?

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Looking back on it,

she probably would have just been
better off going to McKay's.

But...

Come in.

? Straight out of the jungle... ?

Yo, so, Cassie's a whore. Fact.

No, she's not. Fact. She's
not even that type of girl.

Oh. Have you seen her
slut pages, though?

- No.
- They're wild, yo.

- She's like a fuckin' freak!
- Cassie's on the slut pages?

Yo, we gotta see this shit.

Yo, what are y'all even
doing out the room, man?

- Go back upstairs, bro.
- What?

Thing one and thing
two. Take it up, man.

- Take it up.
- Relax. No one gets here till ten.

What's up, Nate?

What's good, what's good, good lookin'.

Look, all I'm saying is, I think
you did Cassie. That's it.

McKay, whether I like her
or not is irrelevant.

The fact is, she's a fucking
whore through and through, bro.

All right, look, I don't know what
she's done, guys, but I'm just saying,

I think she's cool. She's
smart. She's funny.

Bro, she likes cars, man.

She loves cars. Shit,
thank you for telling me.

- What the fuck?
- Dude's got mad feelings.

For real, yo. McKay's about
to start a Pinterest, guys.

Just wait. Give it a minute.

Yo, did you say you don't
know what she's done?

No, I don't know.

Take a seat.

You and I are gonna take a little
trip to the land of shame, bro.

? Point-blank range give
a nigga nose rings ?

? Skip to my Lou with
a pack in the cat ?

? Jiffy, Lube, where the
bricks, where they at? ?

? Dripping, ooze, the Patek all wet... ?

Here's the fucking thing that
pisses me off about the world.

Like, every time someone's
shit gets leaked,

whether it's J. Law or Leslie Jones,

the whole world's like, "Well
if you don't want it out there,

don't take the nudes
in the first place."

I'm sorry. I know your generation

relied on flowers and
fathers' permission,

but it's 2019, and unless you're Amish,

nudes are the currency of
love, so stop shaming us.

Shame the assholes who
create password-protected

online directories of
naked, underage girls.

Cassie's actually super sweet.

You remember, like, from earlier.

- Yo, Rue, Rue.
- Hey. How you been?

She's just being coy.

'Cause she has a new boyfriend
she's head over heels for.

Mom, stop being retarded.
He's not my boyfriend.

Oh. Okay!

Who's that handsome young man who
came over for dinner last night?

- Oh, my God, Mom! Stop!
- Christopher McKay.

So, you're dating McKay.

Okay, Mom, I'm literally going
to poison you in your sleep.

So, Rue, how was rehab?

Um...

Did you m... meet any cute guys there?

- Here's that eyeliner.
- Thanks.

But anyway, back to this bullshit.

And the Oscar goes to...

- Oh!
- Shit!

I'm talkin' 'bout, like, tag team.

- That's what I'm saying. Double team.
- Like, triple.

With Roy in the front.

You can even tell that that's her, man.

It's her, bro.

This is definitely her.
Look at her titties.

You want my advice? You fuck
her like the whore she is,

you kick her ass to the curb.

If you don't, we will.

Shut your all little
virgin asses up, man.

Y'all wouldn't even know
what to do with that.

Are you crazy? I just got
a tutorial, step-by-step.

It's obvious that Nate
got in McKay's head,

because Cassie told
Lexi, and Lexi told me,

that the night of the party...

What?

Nothing.

Why do you keep staring at me?

I'm sorry. Kind of
spaced out for a second.

I wasn't being weird, was I?

No. You're being cute.

Listen, I don't want to sound
corny or whatever, but...

you are literally the most
beautiful girl I've ever seen.

They hooked up.

Fuck.

You always this wet?

Kind of. It's super embarrassing.

- Does it turn you off?
- Not at all.

It's cool.

Stay right here.

Aah!

McKay. McKay, stop! Stop...

Now, I know this looks
disturbing, but for real,

I promise you, this
does not end in a rape.

But here's the thing.

Everyone on the planet
watches porn. Fact.

And if you were to click on the 20 most
popular videos on Porn Hub right now,

this is basically what you'd see:

Good girl, yes, yes.

Are you gonna be an
obedient little slut?

- Say thank you, again.
- Oh, thank you.

I'm not trying to be sex
negative or anything.

- I'm just saying...
- Stop!

...this shit isn't out
of left fucking field.

- Fuck, McKay!
- What did I do?

Why would you grab me like
that? I couldn't breathe.

I don't know. I thought you liked that.

Why the fuck would I like that?

Cassie, I'm sorry. I didn't know.

I just didn't expect it.

Cassie, I'm really sorry,
okay? I'm sorry.

You know I would never
do anything to hurt you.

Just don't do it again.

Unless you ask me first.

Or I ask you.

Anyway, I didn't go to
Lexi's. That was a lie.

So, I was walking to McKay's party,

because I have this rule that I don't
drink and bike, 'cause like...

- Is that...?
- Oh, shit. Slow down.

Dude, that's Rue. Oh, my God.

- Wait. Didn't Rue, like, die?
- Oh, my God, I hate ghosts.

Yo, Casper! You want a ride?

Why, thank you.

? Get it up, get it up, get it ?

? I am not seeking approval, I'm number
one, I tell bitches what to do ?

? He heard I'm Creole,
he think I know voodoo ?

? Bitch, I will twist your
ass up like a noodle ?

? Hoe, you a copy of me, you a doodle ?

? Bitches is flocking
to me like I'm Kodak ?

? All of my bitches is
yellow, they bodak ?

? Hop out the whip at the
light and they throw that ?

? Uh, cocky as fuck in
the mall witcho daddy ?

? He kissing the ground
that I walk on, uh ?

? Cocky as fuck in a pic witcho nigga ?

? He bought everything
that I got on, eh, eh ?

? Get in line hoe, I be
on yo' mind though ?

? Bitch you know I'm poppin' ?

? You just hatin' 'cause I'm fine, hoe ?

? Don't like me, then
stay off my shit, uh ?

? You need to hold your tongue, uh ?

? Unless you gonna lick
on my clit, ah-ah ?

- Ah. How old are you?
- Uh, 22.

Thanks.

Do you live in town?

Uh, no. I'm just, uh,
visiting my grandparents.

Hmm.

What about you?

Do you walk around like this?

What do you mean?

Well, this is how you look generally?

I mean... yeah.

You're beautiful.

Thank you.

I'm envious of your
generation, you know.

You guys don't care as
much about the rules.

You know, I think that's a good thing.

And I don't want to be that old
guy that gives you advice,

but I look at you and
I think there are...

two versions of how your life can go.

You can either go
someplace, where you're

wanted for who you are.

Or you can stay in a town
like this. End up like me.

Living your life out in motel rooms.

Selfishly...

I hope you stay.

Wider.

Wider. There you go.

That's it. Good girl.

Jules once told me that every
night when she was a kid,

like, five or something...

Spit.

...she'd lock herself in the bathroom,

get down on her hands and knees, and...

pray to God.

She'd pray that when she
woke up in the morning,

she'd be 25 years old.

She'd live with her best friend, a girl.

Someone she hadn't met yet, but...

someone she knew she'd trust forever.

I don't know why, but when
she told me that story,

I started to cry so
hard I hyperventilated.

You're so clean.

And you don't know how rare that is.

Jules just kept laughing and
saying, "What's wrong?" But...

I didn't know.

And then, the night got weird.

? Good times, good times ?

? There's gonna be good
times, good times ?

? I know there's gonna be ?

? Work every day till me meet ends ?

? Have to turn it up on the weekends ?

? Bust a toast to your real friends ?

? Tell me what you're drinking ?

? I know there's gonna be good times ?

- Hey.
- Hey.

? There's gonna be good times ?

? There's gonna be good times ?

? Good times, there's gonna
be some good times ?

? Remember we used to pull up and
let 'em fight, that's hood time ?

? Remember I used to grab on
that ass when it was wood time ?

? Yeah, if that bitch walk up
trippin' she get that mush time ?

? I don't waste time,
I don't waste time ?

? I don't have patience, baby ?

? She gon' get on top of this dick ?

? And she gon' squish it
like squish, then go fast ?

? She Speed Racer ?

? We gon' ball, Walter Payton ?

? She my boss like I'm Prince's son ?

? Come here, bae, I'ma listen ?

? I let her write me my suggestions ?

? Pop quiz, it's a pop quiz... ?

Now, there's a couple versions
of what happened that night.

It all depends on who you
ask, and to be honest,

I'm not always the most
reliable narrator.

? Me and papi on the same pills ?

But Nate was fucking on one.

And in turn, Maddy was fucking on one.

? Come have a good time,
bust a back wine ?

? Know say you wan'
gimme suckle and corn ?

Hi.

? I make ya sing this time ?

? I know there's gonna be good times ?

Get undressed. I want to go swimming.

? There's gonna be good times ?

? There's gonna be good times ?

? Ima ride in that pussy
like a stroller ?

? I'll survive in a
mothafuckin' gutter ?

? That's my mothafuckin'
woadie, like the Noila ?

? And I'm coming red like Coca-Cola ?

? Ima have a very good time ?

- You're so hot.
- I know.

? Ima have a very good time ?

? I swear to God I can't never
sound like Lil shorty ?

? She say she like all
of her nigga's rhymes ?

? Where is my phone... ?

? Even in the summertime
me and Lil shawty cuddle ?

? I swear to God I'ma tip you,
you don't got to struggle ?

? Baby come sit... ?

You're fucking crazy.

No, I'm not. I'm just trying to get
back at my really shitty ex-boyfriend.

What?

What if I told you that I wanted you
to fuck me, right here, right now?

Are you serious?

And that's right about
the time that Jules

decided to ghost her hookup
and bike over to McKay's.

Now, Jules texted Kat, but Kat
didn't answer, because...

? I'm on a new level,
I'm on a new level ?

? I'm on a new level,
I'm on a new level... ?

So what's the deal with your friend, BB?

What about her?

Well, is she like a prude,
or is she like a slut?

Definitely a slut.

- What about you?
- What about me?

Are you a slut?

Yeah, I'm a fucking savage.

Oh, yeah? What's your number?

Huh. Higher than you two can count.

Stop playing. You're a fucking prude.

Now, Kat wasn't a prude,
but she was a virgin.

She'd told Jules that a
week into summer school,

and when Kat saw her reaction:

Bitch, this isn't the '80s.
You need to catch a dick.

? Now, I'm on a new level,
I'm on a new level ?

She was on a mission
to enter junior year

as a woman of questionable morals.

Let me ask you a question.

If I were to pull my dick out
right now, would you suck it?

I don't know. Let me see it.

It's not hard yet.

You've probably never
sucked a dick in your life.

Yeah, I have.

No, most girls don't
know how to suck dick.

- Yeah.
- What do you mean?

Well, they're too gentle. It's like,

they're fucking scared
of it or something.

- Not in porn.
- Exactly.

- You watch porn?
- Doesn't everyone?

No. Every guy does. Yeah.

Not prudes. Only sluts.

Yeah, well...

Yeah, but like, how much?

- What?
- How much of a slut are you?

Mm. Why don't you come find out?

Why don't you take your top off?

Like, right now, in front
of... In front of these two?

Yeah.

I dare you.

? I'm on a new level,
I'm on a new level ?

? I'm on a new level,
I'm on a new level ?

? Bought me a new shovel ?

? Put these niggas in the dirt ?

? Chain with the new bezel ?

? All my niggas put in work ?

? I'm on a new level,
I'm on a new level... ?

Yo, you know what they say, right?

Fat girls give the best head.

? Put these niggas in the dirt ?

? Chain with a new bezel ?

? All my niggas put in work ?

? Daddy, look at that,
I know he see me ?

? Blowing up, my grandma would
be so proud up in heaven... ?

I was out back talking to
Fezco when Jules arrived.

What the fuck, Rue?

What? What, what, what, what?

Come on now, bruh. You owe me 120 bucks.

My bad, man, I forgot.

Shit, you know I ain't trippin'.

Well, to be honest with you,

your whole drug shit got
me feeling kind of uneasy.

Come on, don't go soft on me, Fez.

No, I'm not. It's just that...

I like you. And I missed
you, bruh. Like...

That shit at the beginning of summer

had me scared as fuck.

- Yeah, you and everybody else.
- I'm serious, Rue.

I've seen a lot of people die.

None like you.

I don't know what type of fucked up shit

you got going inside your head.

I don't know how to help, but
I could tell you one thing:

this drug shit, it's not the answer.

You know, I remember when
I was eleven years old...

It was a couple months after
my dad got diagnosed,

and we got the results
back from the prognosis.

And it was really good.
It was like, 80/20.

And we decided to celebrate, so...

we like ordered a bunch of Chinese food.

I remember that night, I was
laying between my parents in bed,

and, uh...

all of a sudden I couldn't breathe.

It was like there was no
more air left in the world.

And I was gasping, and I was panicking.

And they called the ambulance
and they thought it was like...

an allergic reaction or some shit.

And then when I got to the hospital,

they gave me liquid Valium.

Yeah. To calm me down.

And when it hit me, I thought...

This is it.

This is the feeling I have been
searching for my entire life,

for as long as I could remember.

Because suddenly,

the world went quiet.

And I felt safe, in my own head.

Two years later, he was gone.

Panic attacks stayed.

And I found a way to live, so...

Will it eventually kill me? Maybe.

Fuck, maybe not. I don't know.

You still gonna be my dealer, Fez?

You a fucking trip, bruh.

I'm too high to be having
this conversation right now.

Yeah, man. Me, too.

Me fucking too.

? Contacting the Rico ?

? I been on the block
serving the people ?

? I see zombies all
up in the peep hole ?

? I got two for one, yeah,
that's a free throw ?

? I'm the pusha They callin' me Chico ?

? Know the pusha for real,
the pusha for real ?

? Know the pusha for real,
the pusha for real ?

? You know I got work All the fiends ?

? They been beggin' and
looking for deals ?

? Know the pusha for real ?

? Know the pusha for real ?

? You talkin' 'bout ?
? cheffin', it's nothing ?

? you know I know pusha's for real ?

? Told 'em to hit me if
you need some weight ?

? I know the pusha, yeah,
I know the pusha ?

? Yeah, I know the pusha ?

? I told 'em hit me you
need it today... ?

Yeah, that's real classy,
you fucking whore.

Suck my dick.

Ooh!

? Yeah, I know the pusha ?

? I know the pusha ?

Get the fuck out of here! Get the
fuck out of the kitchen! Fuck!

Get out of here. Get
the fuck out of here.

What the fuck are you looking at?

Who are you?

- I'm Jules. I'm a friend of...
- You're a friend of, uh...

A friend of whose? 'Cause
you're not my fucking friend.

Who the fuck are you
friends with, Jules?

Hmm?

Do you guys know who the fuck this is?

Does anybody know who this is?

Does anybody know who the fuck Jules is?

Anyone at all. You, do you
know who the fuck Jules is?

So, who are you?

I'm just minding my own business.
I'm not trying to start anything.

Well, no, you're not.
Nobody that looks like you

is minding their own fuckin' business.

I know what you are.

Yeah. Yeah, I see you.

So what do you want, huh?

You want some, some fucking attention?

'Cause I'll give you
some fucking attention.

Yo, is anybody here friends with Jules?

Anyone? Does anybody know
who the fuck this bitch is?

Somebody better speak up, or this
bitch is gonna get fucked up!

Shit!

- You wanna fucking hurt me?
- No, I was fucking kidding!

Back the fuck up! What the
fuck is your problem?

Put the fucking knife down, okay.

- It was a joke.
- You wanna fucking hurt me?

- No, no, no...
- You have no fucking idea!

- See?
- You're psycho!

- I'm fucking invincible!
- You're a fucking freak.

What the fuck?

By the way, I'm Jules.

I just moved here.

I mean... right?

? Billy boy, big boy, want war ?

? Niggas hidin', "Knock,
knock," through the door ?

? Shootin' out the window,
bitch, on the floor... ?

Where the fuck have you been? You
missed the craziest shit ever!

I just lost my virginity.

Bitch, are you fucking
serious? With who?

This guy from St. Mary's.

- How did you like it?
- It was nice. Yeah.

Oh, my God. My little slut.
I'm so proud of you!

Yo! Shit, uh...

- Are you okay?
- Uh, uh, yeah. It's fine.

Guess I knew that was gonna get violent,

and I didn't want a fucking
broken cheekbone or some shit.

Yeah, no, no, I totally, like,
I get the logic behind it.

But it's still, like, fucking insane.

- I'm Rue.
- I'm Jules.

Where are you headed to?

Home. Probably.

Can I come with you?

Shh.

Let me see.

Oh.

? Crawling down ?

Shh!

Sorry. Sorry.

? Baby, my heart and soul ?

? A giant in the room ?

? I left him long ago ?

? Following you ?

? Wind heavy on the ground ?

? A cloak before the moon ?

? I guess I've never known ?

? Someone like you ?

? Falling down ?

? From high hopes to the ground

? There's no way out ?

? Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ?

? Baby, my heart and soul ?

? A giant in the room ?

? We took the walk alone... ?

Remember when I said things got weird?

So... yeah.

? Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ?

? Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ?

? Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ?

? Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ?

? Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ?

? Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ?

? Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh... ?

I've got an idea.

What?

Wanna get high?

- ? Hey, hey, hey, snowflake ?
- ? Snowflake ?

- ? My pretty little snowflake ?
- ? Snowflake ?

? Ooh, ooh, ooh, the change in the
weather has made it better for me ?

- ? Hey, hey, hey, snowflake ?
- ? Snowflake ?

- ? My pretty little snowflake ?
- ? Snowflake ?

? You've got me warm as a fire ?

? With a burning desire for you ?

? Snow was falling when
love came calling ?

? On this lonely heart of mine ?

? You were standing there with
snowflakes in your hair ?

? You kept stalling while
my thoughts were calling

? On every way I knew ?

? For one excuse to get
acquainted with you ?

- ? Then I said snowflake ?
- ? Snowflake ?

- ? My pretty little snowflake ?
- ? Snowflake ?

? Ooh, ooh, ooh, the
change in the weather ?

? Has made it better for me ?

- ? Hey, hey, hey, snowflake ?
- ? Snowflake ?

- ? My pretty little snowflake ?
- ? Snowflake ?

? You've got me warm as a fire ?

? With a burning desire for you ?

? The ice was breaking
and love was waking ?

? In a winter wonderland ?

? When I felt you slip
your fingers in my hand ?

? Now snow is gleaming
and I'm not dreaming ?

? I know this is for real ?

? The love I have is
too much to conceal ?

- ? Hey, hey, hey, snowflake ?
- ? Snowflake ?

- ? My pretty little snowflake ?
- ? Snowflake... ?