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No.

I mean, it's not bad.

- Are you joking? - What is it about?

It's another shitty "Garden State".

- Oh. - I like "Garden State".

Wanna bounce? Half the room already cleared out.

I mean, I kind of wanna see the end.

The girlfriend dies. Spoiler.

Say "spoiler" first!

What the...

Oh, fuck.

Oh, beautiful.

Damn it!

My brother's calling.

You gonna pick that up?

That's probably him.

Road?

So close.

Should we answer?

Give me the phone.

- No, I think we should tell... - Look at me. Give me the phone.

You promised me you get me out of this town.

So, if I'm going, it's going to be with you,

'cause you're my only friend with a car.

- "Friend"? - Acquaintance.

Watch out!

I think we're good.

Oh. He's in here. Found him.

What's this guy's fucking problem?

You're on speaker phone.

Tom! How are we?

Just gonna mic you up real quick.

Last one. Promise.

And what is this?

Same deal. 25 minutes, answer questions.

Oh, did the studio make a decision on "Remember Last Night"?

- Uh, no. Monday. - Exciting! Could be big!

- But don't talk about that. - Oh, yeah. No, don't.

Just wanna pull it in a little bit tighter there. Yeah.

And as soon as they introduce you, you're gonna go right that way.

I'll grab you after.

Did the movie start a little late?

There was an introduction with the Film Chair.

Please join me in welcoming to our stage, filmmaker Thomas Bell.

Hi.

- Hi. - Microphone.

We can't hear you.

You can't hear me? Hello, hello, hello.

Does that work? Nope? Oh. Okay.

Hello?

Better? Testing, testing.

Off to a great start.

Firstly, thank you for being here.

We all appreciate you making the trip to New York.

It's always nice to remind myself why I left.

Jump in. Talk about your film, "Westhampton".

Or as some call it, "Another shitty 'Garden State'".

I like "Garden State".

But let's start there. Um...

We've been discussing in my class, um,

how debut films are often autobiographical.

You were born in Westhampton?

Yeah, but I mean, it's, it's, it's fiction.

I mean, correct me if I'm wrong,

but your film reflects actual events,

real relationships, right?

I mean, yes and no.

Let's focus on the yes.

You and your protagonist. You both grew up in Westhampton.

You both worked in a bookstore in town.

You both secretly dated your best friend's sister.

You were both involved in a traffic accident where...

- I know the story. - I'd love for you to share it.

If you wanna talk about the movie, let's talk about the movie.

I think we are.

Okay, look. Uh, maybe we jumped in too fast.

Let's take a few questions,

and then we'll ease back into things up here, okay?

Okay.

Anyone have a question?

A lighter one, preferably.

Hey. Yes.

Hi. Yeah, um, can you talk about

why you chose to shoot in black and white?

Uh, well, I don't have a great answer, really.

Um, I, I...

I wanted to shoot the movie on film, but film's expensive.

Black and white's a bit cheaper, so...

- Yeah. - Cost wasn't the only factor.

No, it was. It was, really.

I mean, lights and color grading's very expensive.

Black and white hides a lot, so...

Your cinematographer is an alum of this program.

I discussed with her your choice of black and white.

Look, I was fascinated by the reasoning about truth.

I think this audience would benefit from an honest answer.

All right. Uh...

Well, we've got 20 minutes left.

I for one would like to talk about the crux of your film.

If I'm allowed.

Can we show the photograph, please?

This is from prom night?

A few hours later, you and Beth Wagner...

Un-fucking-believable.

- No, you're not done. - Yes, I am.

Well, okay.

Well, on behalf of myself and Mr. Bell,

thank you for being here,

and I apologize for wasting your time.

- Ooh, uh... - Fuck!

- Hi. - Hey.

Do you remember your Uncle Tommy?

Do you remember your Uncle Tommy? No, of course not.

How could you?

I assume you know why I'm here.

You look good.

- Don't, please. - What? I'm just saying you look good.

You didn't return my calls.

I know. I'm sorry, I've been touring with the film and...

- Seems to be going really well. - Yeah.

And you're being, you know...

Healthy?

Don't.

You need to come get your shit.

- Dude. - I'm not joking.

And you're not pushing this off.

Look, the house is in both of our names,

and I didn't ask you to help me take care of it,

and I didn't ask you to help me sell it.

I'm just asking you to come get your shit,

and it's already boxed up.

Just toss it.

It's not mine to toss.

And we're on our way now, to meet the movers in Maryland.

And I'm not...

I'm not gonna give you your share, unless you come deal with this.

Come on, Nicole. I need that.

Sue me. The lawyers are back home.

I do get it.

Can't we just throw it away?

You can throw it away.

I'm gonna kick your ass in front of my daughter,

if you don't promise me to take care of it this weekend.

Sure you wanna do that? You just saw the damage I can do.

I saw you sucker punch an old man.

- He touched me first. - Oh, I know. I know.

You were in some real danger there.

Thought we were gonna lose you for a second.

Well, say goodbye to your Uncle Tommy.

'Cause the next time you see him is gonna be at your wedding.

Actually, I'm busy that weekend.

Okay.

Come on.

Oh, come on.

Fuck!

Hey! Asshole!

I see you there!

Oh, hey!

Mr. Romney!

- Tommy? - Yeah.

Uh, do you have a key to the house by any chance?

Yeah, you might wanna try the realtor's office,

but I don't think anybody will be in on Saturday.

I'm just gonna smash the window.

Uh, there was a kid who watered the plants.

You know Fitz?

Michael Fitz?

No, his brother. He's...

You know.

Oh, oh! Yeah. Yeah, I think I know him.

I don't know what the politically correct word to use is.

I was gonna say "gimp".

Think that's the wrong word.

I know, but he works at The Dodger.

Probably find him there.

Remind me, which is The Dodger?

By the train station!

Beautiful.

Yeah, she's gonna ask me.

You are so full of shit.

All right, gentlemen. There are, um, two snags in our plan.

Yo, what is your sister doing here?

Well, that's the first snag.

My, uh, my mom said I had to bring her.

Why?

"Your sister starts high school next month.

You need to start looking out for her."

- You wearing lipstick? - What? Shut up.

- You just give that to her? - She, she took it.

You're already failing this "look out for your sister" thing.

So, where's this party?

Ah, shit.

That is the second snag.

My mom will kill you.

You're throwing a party in her bookstore?

In our defense, we've been doing it for years

and she's never noticed.

Thomas Bell!

Hey. How's it goin'?

Andy Fitzgerald?

- Michael's brother? - Yeah. Fitz.

- Yeah. I actually swung by to see you. - See me?

- Want a drink? - No, I'm okay.

- I'm gonna pour you a drink. - I'm, I'm trying to...

- I cut back. - Ah, perfect.

- This shit's watered down anyways. - Really. I'm good.

Thomas Bell.

Thomas Bell.

Thomas Bell! Thomas...

Okay, stop, stop, stop! Thank you, thank you, thank you.

- Cheers, cheers. - Slainte.

I saw your movie, by the way. You know what it reminded me of?

- Uh, shitty "Garden State"? - Yes!

- Everybody here hated it. - Sounds about right.

Especially Dickie.

Dickie, Dickie's a cop now. You heard that?

Sorry. Do you have a, do you have a, a key?

My parents' house, my old house?

- I was told you might have one. - Yeah, yeah, yeah!

I, I mean, I, I used to water the plants, when your dad was at treatment.

Sorry, by the way.

Um, could I get it from you? Or, or pick it up somewhere?

Uh, I get off in like an hour or so.

But there is a bonfire at the beach club.

I can call my brother.

He can pick it up on the way to the bonfire.

- Michael? - No. Younger brother.

No, there's a lot of us. Irish.

Sorry, I'd rather not go to the beach club.

Could he bring it here, or could I, could I get it from him somewhere?

No! It, it'll be fun!

I'm trying to keep a low profile.

Oh, famous filmmaker!

It'll be quick.

I'll be back.

Hey. You should check out my sheet maze, man.

Your what-what?

My sheet maze!

Okay, you know how North Fork,

they do corn mazes in the fall?

Well, I thought it'd be cool to extend

the tourist season here with, uh, sheet mazes.

Imagine.

Blue sky above.

Golden sand below.

A labyrinth of white linen walls.

All the while, hearing the roar of the ocean.

I think I'd have to see it.

We're testing it out next week.

Come by, if you're around.

Sorry, man. I won't be here.

Wanna head out?

I can drop you off at home later, after we get the keys.

Great.

Thanks.

I'm a little drunk.

You okay to drive?

Beautiful.

They don't, they don't make 'em that big. No way, man!

That would kill someone.

That's why they don't make it that big.

- Exactly. - Oh, man.

I mean, it's like the size of his forearm.

Even bigger than that. It would, it would maim that woman.

100%.

You okay?

Just keep thinking about how you're gonna be at college

next year and I'm gonna be stuck here.

I wanna go wherever you go.

Run away with me.

To California.

Last night before the beach club closes for winter.

We do this every year now.

Is your brother here?

Should be in a bit, if he isn't already.

- Want a beer? - No, thanks.

Fuck you. I'm getting you a beer.

Hey.

- Who's that? - That's Thomas Bell!

You brought Tommy Bell here?

Come on. You know most of the stories are bullshit.

Someone should snap his neck for what he really did to that girl.

What the fuck?

Sorry.

I didn't mean to scare you.

Have you been up there the whole time?

More or less, yeah.

More or less?

More.

What is that?

A vape?

Okay. I know that, but what, what's, what's...

What are you vaping? Nicotine?

Hash oil.

You want some?

No.

Thank you. I'm good.

It's good.

I make it myself.

I'm Tom.

Hi, Tom.

I can't tempt you?

Afraid not.

Can I ask you a question?

Sure.

You ever been to a beach before, Tom?

Yeah. I've been to a beach before.

'Cause you're wearing shoes.

It's cold.

I know where you can find a fire.

Three!

Two!

One!

Come on!

- Oh my god, skills. This hole is so small!

- I can't. - It's like riding a bike.

I give.

I want that.

Here.

Oh, no, no, no, no! None of that shit!

Give it back to him.

I, I'm sorry. Do you want me to make a phone call?

Get that off the beach.

Get off the beach!

You go, too.

I'm tired of looking at your face.

He's such a hypocritical douche.

His daughter's a fucking coke pinata.

Hey, I can't really leave.

I'm, I'm, I'm waiting for someone.

Who?

Uh, Fitz's Brother.

Michael?

No, another, another brother.

Which one?

I have, I have no clue.

I doubt anyone else is coming.

Beautiful.

So we can just chill.

My ride's over there, anyway.

Unless you have a car.

I do not.

So, you're a citiot?

How's that?

You come from the city? Then you're a citiot.

No, no. I live in LA, but I was born here.

I went to Westhampton.

Does not count.

You're not smoking that, are you?

Vitamin K keeps the doctor away.

Ketamine? Jesus.

Whatever happened to normal drugs like Molly?

Molly?

Am I fuckin' 35 years old, going to raves in Brooklyn?

I thought you went to Westhampton.

These water bottles are like a rite of passage.

Yeah, we, we, we, we would do those,

but they were, they were mostly oxies or study drugs.

Education is important.

No, no, no.

You ever shotgunned?

What? No.

What're you, what are you doing?

Inhale when I blow.

You can't make me get high by myself. It's sad.

Go again.

Again.

I told you it was good.

Tom?

Tom Bell?

Hi.

Sorry.

You probably don't remember me, but I, I'm...

No, Mrs. Lucas. Info Lit. Freshman year.

Exactly.

And you know what I'm doing now?

I am the director of the library,

and I was actually hoping

that you would let us screen your movie there.

Maybe do a quick Q&A afterwards? What do you think?

- Sure. - Okay. Is that a yes?

That's a yes. I mean, what would be more wonderful

than to screen "Westhampton" in Westhampton?

Do you know what's going on?

That's the Homecoming parade. Homecoming's tonight.

Thomas Bell! Hey!

Fitz!

Come on! Get over here!

Look! There's a fire truck!

Tom? Tom? Tom!

Tom, there are a few more details I'd like to go over with you!

Dude. You have to stop yelling my name.

Fuck off.

You get your key?

You really left me on the beach.

Hey. It's nice to wake up with a little sand in the hair.

- Beer? - No.

Oh, shit.

SENIORS

She reminds me of her sister.

She reminds me of Beth Wagner.

That's what I just said.

I thought you knew last night!

That's Avery?

Avery's a little kid.

She was a little kid.

Oh, hey! Shit! There's her brother.

What's up, Dickie?

Well, this is something I never thought I'd see.

They told me you were back and I didn't believe 'em.

What've you got here? Hm?

What is this?

Drinking in public, with your record.

I, I gave him that.

Why don't you come with me?

Dickie. Come on.

Come on.

What're you doing here, man?

What, did you come to, uh, film the sequel of your little movie, huh?

Show people what happened next?

Or maybe...

Maybe you came to film the part where you just left her,

and went home.

- That's not true. - How they found her there, hours later.

Hours fucking later!

Don't worry, I'm not taking you to booking.

No, let's go to booking.

Nah. Thought we could...

Thought we could talk.

No, let's go to booking.

Dickie.

I get that you're still angry.

"Still angry."

I'm sorry. Did time fix something for you, Tom?

Lucky you.

You permanently altered my family's life.

Beth's life, obviously.

And then you go and you make some shitty fuckin' film to atone for it.

Nah, you don't get to atone for this.

'Cause you got to tell the story that you wanted people to hear.

And you changed some shit around, but,

let me tell you something, you didn't change shit.

Okay, Tom? You didn't change anything.

Not for me.

And not for Beth.

So, yeah.

Still angry.

You know, I saw it right there at the end of the credits.

Fuckin' fraction of a second.

"I'm sorry."

Which is funny, 'cause you know, you...

You never said it.

To any of us.

You're all right.

You do what you need to do and then you leave.

You understand me?

And you stay away from my sister.

I can trust you to do at least that, right?

Yeah.

Yeah!

Come on!

Yes! Come on!

There you go! Yeah!

You guys good?

Oh, I'm bringing up a chunk.

Oh, no!

You drunk?

You want one?

Nah.

My mom takes those.

Where'd you get 'em?

So...

You put any more thought into prom?

No.

Might be more fun solo.

We're not going solo. I mean, he's asking her and I got a date.

I thought I heard you bought two tickets.

Maybe even asked my sister.

- Who said that? - A few people.

I, uh...

I didn't believe 'em.

Told 'em it was bullshit.

Yeah. Bullshit.

Nah, I...

I trust you.

I trust you.

Fuck!

The Open Book.

Hi. Question. Does Terry still own the bookstore?

Oh, no. Terry sold the bookstore. She doesn't work here anymore.

Perfect. When do you close?

- Jay. - You're not supposed to be here.

Honest. I didn't know you still worked here.

Kim's gonna be here a minute. She's gonna flip.

- What do you want? - We just sold the house.

I have a bunch of books.

- Lawyers said no contact. - I, I'll just leave 'em here. Okay?

- We don't sell used books. - Okay. It's a donation, then.

Whatever. All right?

What'd you did to your hand?

Oh, it's a burn.

Let me see.

It's fine.

It's just, I was...

It's not too bad but you wanna dress that properly at least.

Yeah. I was gonna run by the pharmacy.

- That's cute. - Yeah.

Oh, here we go.

What the fuck, Tom?

I didn't know you still worked at the bookstore.

I own the bookstore.

You know what, Tom? Now that I have you here.

- I just wanna say... - Tom. You still wanna grab lunch?

Babe, Tom mentioned grabbing some lunch.

Could you, uh, can you watch the store?

We can't be talking to him! You wanna have lunch with him?

We're already talking to him!

You know what?

Fine. Do whatever you want.

I see absolutely no problem, the two of you hanging out together.

Worked out well you last time, right?

Just give it a rest.

Always a pleasure, Tom.

Oh, I know! Life is so hard.

Let's go, my baby girl.

So, I'm just gonna address the, uh...

Yeah.

Lawsuit.

- I'm sure that was Kim's doing. - No. That was your doing.

You made a movie that used us as characters.

- Used her family's business. - Westhampton's a work of fiction.

I know.

You made me Black.

You've done this before?

Yeah. A few times.

You see a lot of shit at The Open Book?

No. I was an EMT.

- I didn't know that. - Yeah. Why would you?

I loved it.

But a few years ago, I was responding to a call

and I was pretty far gone.

I flipped the ambulance off the road.

That same road.

Nobody died, but this girl I worked with got knocked around a bit.

And I was lucky.

Dickie was the responding officer. He did me a solid.

But yeah.

Lost that job.

I'm good now.

26 months clean.

I got a...

Nice pin. Nice baby.

A nice wife.

Come on, man. She's scared. Rightfully so.

She hitched herself to an addict.

Can I ask you a question?

Your movie.

In all those years, I've never known you to talk about,

you know, what happened.

And then you make a movie?

Did that do whatever it was you were hoping?

Yeah, I didn't think so.

So what now?

Might have a new project, actually. It's called, uh, "Remember Last Night".

I'm supposed to hear back today or tomorrow, so...

That's not what I'm talking about. You hurt people.

You realize that, right?

Hey, look. Do what I did.

You list out everybody that you harmed

and you make amends with whoever chooses to listen.

If they're still here.

It's not gonna fix things, but...

It's movement.

I...

C'mon, you're not gonna eat?

Oh, come on.

I brought you something.

- You lied to me. - How?

First, you failed to mention who you were.

You didn't ask.

Also, I thought you were older.

That's on you.

What did we even do?

You're not coming in.

Seriously?

What? You want to interview me for the school paper?

Come on!

If you wanted me gone, you would've locked it.

Avery, what do you want?

What?

I was, um...

I was actually gonna ask if I could interview you

for my school paper.

I'm kidding.

Jesus.

No, I told you I brought you something.

Your call has been forwarded...

Figure it might be more your speed.

Five, five, five.

You know, I think I'm gonna move to California.

Is not available.

LA, actually.

At the tone, please record your message.

When you finish recording, you may hang up,

or press one for more op...

Please enter your password, then press pound.

I was wondering if maybe you could give me a job.

You have three new...

I'm not really hiring.

And if it was, I'm not sure I would hire my dealer.

Church and state, and all that.

To listen to your messages, press one.

I'm serious.

To change your personal options...

Me too.

I'm not sure Dickie would be too keen on that arrangement, either.

Saturday.

So this is where you fucked my sister?

I read about it in her diary.

Five, four, two.

See you kept that part out of the movie.

Probably a good call.

Tom, I've been trying to reach you.

Avery, can you please leave?

The studio about "Remember Last Night".

If you haven't already,

let me know if the film gets the green light.

Tom! Pardon the voicemail. We've been trying to get a hold of you.

First, we wanna thank you for submitting your treatment

for "Remember Last Night".

There's a lot of great ideas in there.

Unfortunately, we decided we're gonna go in a different direction.

The studio feel that they need a direct...

But we would love to consider you for...

Oh, what was that?

Oh, fuck.

Avery, what was in that envelope?

Avery.

Avery!

Avery!

Avery, what, what was in that envelope?

Avery!

Jesus Christ.

Avery, I just took that shit you brought. What was it?

It was speed?

What?

I just snorted speed?

I mean, I wouldn't snort it. It's like 30 milligrams each.

You're gonna have a heart attack.

I fucking told you! I said, "It's more your speed."

What the fuck?

- What the fuck? - Fuck, Tom! Don't hurt me!

What the fuck?

Fuck!

Yeah!

Tom?

Hey! Tom Bell!

It's Fitz!

- Stop. - Hey, man!

Stop! Stop yelling my name!

Yeah, you here for the game?

What? No, I'm not here here for the game.

Yo. You're not looking so hot, man.

But yo, hey. Hey, concessions are open.

Uh, you want something? Maybe a water?

I'm fine.

You're gonna get water. Hey, you're go on inside!

I, I'll, I'll catch you in there in a little bit.

I just gotta run to my car.

Go on inside, man.

Get that water, Tom!

Where's my fucking car?

It's not a secret anymore. Now it's a lie.

He can't know yet. He'd kill me. He'd kill you.

So, how does he react when we walk into prom?

If it's bad, we'll just go.

Where?

To California.

Like you said.

Tommy?

What are you doing here?

Tommy, did, did you know I was here?

Could you, could you...

Tom!

Hey. What's going on?

I think I'm having a panic attack.

Well, I guess this was bound to happen at some point.

How are you?

I can't. I can't.

Are you kidding me?

Tom!

Stop!

Come on!

It's the weekend. The doors are locked.

Turn around.

Please just go.

Tommy!

- Don't. - Tom!

Don't!

Hey!

- I got it. - Don't pick me up.

- It's okay. - No, don't pick me up!

Just do this.

Tommy, look at me.

What is it?

Can I hug you?

Sure.

I was...

I was so broken and I broke you.

Okay, stop!

Look at me.

I'm not broken.

You are the one who's fucking broken.

And just as selfish.

I'm fine, by the way. Thanks for asking.

I didn't even know you still lived here.

Just moved back, actually.

I was living with my parents in San Diego,

when they moved out there.

- You got to California. - Yeah.

But I hated it.

So I came back. Got a job here in the high school.

Teaching?

Guidance counselor.

Just part-time.

Do you...

Do you hate me?

Tommy, can we not do this right now?

I'm, um...

Tom!

"Remember last night?"

I told you not to talk to my sister. I didn't know I had to tell you which one.

Dickie, stop!

Dickie.

How much more could you possibly fuck up my life?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

What're we supposed to do with that, Tom?

What're we supposed to do with that?

They're mine, Dickie.

Fight me, Tom.

Fight me!

Dickie, you're gonna fucking kill him!

I'm sorry.

- Dickie! - I'm sorry!

You ready?

Operation Buried Treasure is a go.

But we're still missing our third agent.

I thought he was meeting us there.

Or maybe he's been here the whole time.

All right. I think we're set.

Oh, we should ice it first.

So, what's the plan for tomorrow night?

Hit off the prom, then make a quick pit stop here,

before heading to the school for the after party?

- Yeah. - All right.

Yeah. We should mark this, though.

What've we got in our pockets?

I don't have pockets.

Uh, I have a banana in my pocket.

Oh, gross.

You're gross.

You must be tired of watching it, by this point.

It's actually been a minute since I've, seen it all the way through.

Well, what do you think?

Um, it's like a shitty Garden St...

Um, no. You know...

It's not bad.

It's not bad.

- Can I ask you a question? - Yeah.

Oh, Thomas was in my Information Literacy class,

when he was, what, maybe 14 years old?

Sweet, quiet, but very creative young man.

And the Info Lit class was all about where, when

and why one needs information.

How to find it.

How to evaluate it.

How to communicate it.

So, in terms of info-communication,

I kept asking myself, as we were all viewing your movie,

why did you shoot it in black and white?

Because it's not real.

By putting the movie in black and white, it's like, um...

A lot of these things didn't happen, or,

or they didn't happen the way I wrote them,

but um, the feeling that I hope you have watching it,

that is real.

You know, it's, it's not a true story, but it's...

It's how it felt.

The movie's in black and white because I'm, I'm, I'm,

I'm trying to show real events

the way I wish they had happened.

Like...

Like in, in the movie, they never drink the beers, you know?

But, uh...

I did.

I, I, I had been drinking that night. Um...

I wasn't drunk, but I, I, I had been drinking.

Yeah.

I just wanna say, um,

I didn't leave her there.

Despite those stories. I...

I just, um...

I just left to go find help, but my, but my head was...

I, I got lost.

Um, by the time I got back to her,

the paramedics were airlifting her out.

And then I got really scared,

and I hid in the woods.

All night.

Sorry.

Sorry. I just, I just wanted to say that.

So...

What're you gonna do now?

Hi.

Is your sister home?

Why? You want her to come out and play?

Yeah. She's in the backyard.

I'm sorry about the other day. I, I...

I thought I was having a heart attack.

Happens to someone every 40 seconds.

Me too.

Uh, if you do find yourself in LA, let me know.

I'll try to hook you up with something.

A job.

Not with you, though. Right?

Definitely not with me.

Tom.

If Dickie sees you...

I hid in the bushes till he left.

- You look like shit. - Yeah.

You see Avery when you walked in?

She told Dickie that envelope was hers.

I've never seen him like that. Dickie.

I was trying to apologize to him.

I think you missed the window on that one.

Apologizing now is selfish.

How?

Because it's so you feel better.

Can I apologize to you?

You don't have to.

Can I ask you a question, though?

Why'd I kill you?

For years, I wondered if you saw me.

I mean, saw me as a whole person.

That you knew I was okay. That I was here.

And...

I don't know why that mattered to me, but...

Then I see your movie and it, it's...

I mean, narratively, it'll, it...

Ending it that way, it...

It allows the protagonist to be redeemable.

It lets the audience forgive him.

The protagonist or you?

Maybe I am selfish.

But, um...

You know, I...

I think about you.

All the time.

No, you don't.

I swear.

You think about 16-year-old me.

You don't know anything about me.

And I don't know anything about you.

You know me better than anyone.

I hope that's not true.

Here.

I found something.

I loved that gold dress.

My black and white movie didn't do that gold dress justice.

This is the only photograph of us.

Can I...

That's why I brought it.

Why is it burned?

Not bad, huh?

- Raking it in. - Yeah.

Considerin' the crap we're sellin'.

Come on in! Entrance here!

Have fun.

Thomas Bell!

I thought you left!

Hey, man.

Hey. Uh...

About the other night. I was, I was really...

Put it outta your mind, my friend. We're, we're good.

Though your face says otherwise.

- Wanna check out the maze? - Yeah.

- Any secret? - Have fun.

Hey, Fitzy!