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( birds chirping )

( girl narrating )
Even then I had
a bad feeling.

I felt like
a grey mouse

heading right
for the mouth of a cat.

And there was
nothing--

nothing I could do
about it.

Since my mother
had died of cancer
three years before,

I was beginning to forget
what she looked like.

When I looked
in her compact
and saw my own face,

I could remember hers.

The powder smelled like
when I kissed her cheek.

My mother--

she would never have
sent me to boarding school.

( laughing, shouting )

( playing
classical music )

- Thank you for everything.
- Goodbye now.

It does get easier,
really.

Oh, no, I'm fine,
really.

Listen, I'd like you
to meet

someone fantastic.

Victoria!

Victoria, come
and meet Mary.

Okay, just a minute.

The food is
really gross, though--
totally hospital, right?

So we mostly just
save up our allowances

and, like, order pizza
or Chinese.

And, well, you know,

the anorexics
just eat erasers.

I'm serious.

We can get away
with anything up here--

- I mean, anything.
( giggles )
- ( panting )

Wow, you're so
out of shape.

You're gonna have to
come jogging with us,

or you'll have a stroke
before you're 20.

So this is the bathrooms
and the showers.

What's your
name again?

Well, most people
just call me Mouse.

Mouse?

My dad's always
called me that.

Really?
How come?

My dad used to
call me Princess,

- made me barf.
- Better than Mouse.

Ta-dah!

Mine's the messy one,
of course.

Major Slobberina.

Oh, well,
I can't help it.

It's like
rage at my mother
or something, right?

And that's Paulie's.
This is mine. And...

this one is yours.

Sorry.

Hey, look,

I know it's weird
at first.

But now this is much more
home to me than home.

Like the Lost Boys
in "Peter Pan," right?

Except we're
the Lost Girls, right?

Lost and delirious.

So when you're
finished up here,
come party with us, okay?

( girls shouting )

- Want a smoke?
- ( yelps )

Did I scare you?

You got "new girl"
written all over you,
don't you?

Like a fresh, new lamb.
What are you? 13? 14?

Some kind of brainiac?
Skipped a few grades?

I'm Paulie... Oster.

Mary Bedford.

Mouse, really,
they call me.

( chuckles )
I'd rather call you
"shithead" than "Mouse."

So you're rooming
with me and Tory, huh?

Yeah. That's what
Miss Vaughn said.

Well, I guess she
didn't like us up there
all by our lonesome.

I've never been to
a boarding school before.

Well, now you're
one of the Lost Girls.

Welcome to the club.

Come on.

Help me spike
the punch.

Let's get this party
off its butt.

Rage more.

Rage more.

Hey, girls, mind if we
crash your tea party?

Go away.
God, my brother
is so annoying.

He's cute, though.

Hey, boys,
can't you read the sign?
No dickheads allowed.

Fuck, she's
special, eh?

And now I really
want some tea.

Yeah, can the dickheads
have some tea, please?

* Today

* I will stop...

You're my
morning glory, Tory.

- Are you guys
ready to party?
- * I will start...

Girls:
Yeah!

( music plays uptempo )

* Why can't I get
just one kiss? *

* Why can't
I get just one kiss? *

* Maybe some things
that I wouldn't miss *

* But I look at your pants
and I need a kiss *

* Why can't I get
just one screw? *

* Why can't
I get just one screw? *

* Believe me,
I know what to do *

* But something won't let me
make love to you... *

Paulie.

- Paulie, Paulie.
- What?

I think our Paulie
just spiked the punch.

Shall we pretend
we don't know?

I'd love that.
And I know you'd
love that too.

But that wouldn't be
very good teachering,

would it now,
Miss Bannet, huh?

- Miss Vaughn: Come on.
- * My whole life for
just one... *

* Day after day...

- I can't do that.
- * I get angry

* And I will say...

( Mary narrating )
Before that day,
I never knew

what people meant
when they said
they had fun.

I was like
some kind of "Dr. Spock."

"And what is
this 'fun'?"

I don't know.

It was like she kind of
put a spell on me,

and all my foreboding,
that feeling I had,

just kind of
vanished.

Hey, new girl,

what do you think
of Vaughny?

Don't call her "new girl."
That's so rude.

Miss Vaughn?
She's nice.

( chuckles )

Some of the girls say
rude things about her.

She and Bannet--

they got it going on
for sure.

Paulie,
give it a rest.

She's just a single lady
and they're very
good friends,

and that's it.

Don't be so mean
and homophobic.

She seemed nice
to me--

I mean... normal.

Well, not--

I'm not saying she's
not nice, new girl.

I'm saying
she's a lesbo.

And she got the hots
for Tory here.

Who can blame her, right?
Miss Beautiful.

( chuckles )

- Sorry.
- Ow.

( blows raspberry )

( Mary narrating )
I wasn't really sure
what I had just seen.

I know this sounds,
like, naive,

but at first,
I mean,

I thought they were, like,
practicing for boys.

Up in Rainy River,
you see,

nothing had
really changed

since the '50s.

( birds chirping )

Together:
It's morning time,
you lazy sluts.

Out of bed,
or we kick your butts!

Ally, get out of my face.
I mean it.

Mary, this is
my sister Ally.

She's a moron.
Aren't you, Ally?

And she has warts, like,
all over her toes.

- It's really gross.
- No, I don't. No.

Get your gross toes
out of my bed.

Don't listen to her, Mary.
My toes are perfect.

Now get your fat, stinking
butts out of here.

- Out, out, out!
- ( giggling )

Come back here again,
I'm gonna whip your butts,

fucking teenyboppers.

Oh, fucking grow up.

Hey, I think there's
blueberry pancakes today.

( giggles )
God.

- Wake up.
- ( giggles )

- Mary, Lauren.
- Hi. How are you?

Hi.

Oh, this looks
so amazing.

I could totally
give my life for
blueberry pancakes.

- Don't you love blueberry
pancakes, Mouse?
- Yeah.

Hey, hey, hey,
no bottom-feeders.

Girls:
Out. Get out.
Get out of here.

- Come on.
- Out, out, out.

Out, out, out, out,
out, out, out, out!

Out, out, out, out, out,
out, out, out, out, out!

Whoo!

( class bell rings )

Thank you,
Miss Simpson.

We want to define
the minimum value

of the quadratic
function.

Now in order to do this,
we must complete
the square.

Since we know
the leading coefficient is--

We know this,
ladies.

- Cordelia?
- One.

One. Yes.
Thank you.

- We simply add...
- ( whispers ) She said that.

Miss Bannet:
...half of

the linear term...

- ( speaking softly )
- ...to "X"

and square the result.

To get the constant
term of 11--

( Tory chattering )

Victoria.

- Yes?
- Come. Help me.

You want me
to do the problem?

Yes, I want you
to do the problem.

Okay. I'll try.

What seems to be
the delay, Victoria?

I don't get it.

( girls giggle )

And what is it exactly
that you don't get?

The X.
I mean, like--

like, where
do you get the X?

I mean, why--

like, what is--

what is an X?
Like--

You don't get
what the X is?

Perhaps if you spent
less time gabbing

and a little more time
listening--

"Gabbing"?

I consider that word
a punch in the face,
Miss Bannet.

I beg your pardon,
Pauline?

It's a word males use
to shoot us down,

to trivialize our
talking to each other.

You want to be part
of that shit, huh?

Pauline Oster,
you will not use

that kind of language
in my classroom again.

Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?

I have had it
up to here--

up to my eyeballs
with your disrespect.

What do you think
you're doing?

I'm teaching, Miss Bannet--
what you should have
been doing.

- Paulie, it's okay.
- Out of my classroom.

You will go
to Miss Vaughn's

and explain why
you are not in my class

and suffer
the consequences.

Do you hear me?

Am I not clear?

You have a nice day
now... Eleanor.

( girls muttering )

- So what's your next class?
- Reading.

Okay, down the hall,
on your right, okay?

- Yeah.
- You'll be fine?
Okay, bye.

( Pauline shouting )

Miss Vaughn:
Let me tell you something.
You know, you don't own her.

Victoria can
speak for herself.
Do you understand?

- Do you understand?
- She wasn't saying
anything, though.

- She wasn't saying anything.
- She was saying what
she wanted to say.

- She wasn't. She was
just standing there--
- It is her class.

I will not have you
tyrannizing my school.
Do you hear?

( arguing continues )

Miss Vaughn:
Paulie, Paulie,
I give you so much...

( metal clacking )

- Man: Good.
- ( laughs )

( crickets chirping )

Who wants to hear
the letter to my
blood mother?

You wrote it?

Did they actually
give you her address?

No.

But they said they'd
send it on for me.

And if she's into it,
we can have, like,
a meeting.

Whoa.

I know.
That would be
so fucking--

"Dear my real mother,

don't be scared.

It's totally okay
that you gave me up.

You were only a kid.
I totally understand.

Don't be
scared of me.

I'm not scary.

I know you had
a hard life and I had
a pretty good one--

comfortable, you know,

if a little chilly.

Well, I imagine you
living in some basement

around Gerrard
and Parliament

selling your ass
for a living.

And I just thought
I would get in touch

and we could go
for a beer sometime.

Your loving daughter,

Pauline.

P.S.: Janet,
my fake mother--

she smiles
without her eyes

and her hands
are cold."

I really hope
she answers, P.

When she's old,

I'm gonna carry her
around on my back.

You've never even
met her?

Children's Aid
took me away from her
in the hospital.

She held me
for one whole day,

every minute.

That's what
they told me.

I never write to my mom.
We always, like, talk
on the phone.

Maybe that's why
you never say
what you mean.

I can't say
what I mean, P.

I mean,
how could I ever

really say to her
what I mean,

even in a letter?

I mean, like,

"Dear Mommy,
I hate you

for multiple reasons,
the most recent one being

because you went on and on
about my teeth at Easter

in front of all your
gross friends.

You want me
to be, like,

your perfect
Junior League girl

and to grow up to do,
like, charity balls

and be the concubine
of some banker, like you.

But the truth
of it is

I'm, like,
addicted to you,

like chocolate.

I'm like-- I just always
want to be around you.

I'm like some
stupid little puppy,
and you just keep

kicking my teeth in
with your words--

no, your tone.

And sometimes--

I don't know,

sometimes I wish
you were dead."

Rage more, Victoria.

I can't believe
I just said that.

( giggling )

My stepmother's always
talking about me
when I'm there.

I hate it.

I hate her.

I think she's jealous
of my closeness to my dad.

Tory's mom's insanely
jealous of her.

Creeps me
the fuck out.

Why would she be
jealous of me?

- Duh.
- What?

Mary, you didn't do
your letter yet.

Oh.

She died
three years ago.

I'm sorry.

No, it's okay.

I just don't see the point
of writing her a letter.

Maybe she could
hear you, you know?

- If I did write her
a letter--
- Go for it.

"Dear Mother,

remember,
you asked me

when you were sick--

well, dying--?

It was fall.

October.

Still hot that year,
and your room--

it smelled like
sweet, rotten apples.

And I was holding
your head in my arms

and your breathing
was so fast

and, like, shallow.

And you said, 'Mary,

please...

remember me.'

And the thing is

I do sometimes forget
what you look like."

Brave.

Do you really not remember
what she looked like?

Sometimes.

God, that is so
incredibly sad.

Brave.

That's your new name--
Mary B,

"B" for "Brave."

"Mouse" is dead.

We're glad you're
our new roommate, Mary.

Aren't we, Paul?

Duh. Are you glad
to be our new roommate,
Mary Brave?

Come on, truth.
Be honest.

Choir:
* Sanctus

* Sanctus

* Sanctus

* Sanctus

* Dominus Deus

* Sabaoth

* Dominus Deus

* Deus Sabaoth

* Pleni sunt caeli

* Caeli et terra

* Gloria tua

* Gloria tua

* Hosanna, Hosanna

* Hosanna, Hosanna

* In excelsis

* In excelsis

* Hosanna, Hosanna

* Hosanna, Hosanna

* In excelsis

* In excelsis.

( tower bells ringing )

Uh, excuse me.

I was wondering,

would you--
could you--?

You like to garden?

Yeah. Yes.

I used to do it
every day,

from, like, April
till it snowed,
with my mother,

before she
passed away

a couple of years ago.

- I'm sorry to hear that.
- So I was wondering

if maybe you could use
some help sometime.

Or, if you'd rather not,
that's totally fine.

No, no, no.
That's okay. It's--

that'd be nice.

( chuckles )

It's the first time
in 20 years

that one of the girls
offered.

It's sort of like
a sign coming, you know,

like a dawning
of a new age.

( chuckles )
Yeah, well,

I was just kidding.

I'll run it past Fay--
I mean Miss Vaughn,

the headmistress.

I'm sure she'll be
okay with that.

Hey, what's your name?

Well, it's--

it's in transition.

"In transition"?

I like that.

So, how do you
spell that?

Is that with a "ph"
or an "f"?

( chuckles )

You're a bit of
a thinker, aren't you?

I don't know.

Well, you are.

So I'll be expecting you,
"in transition."

And get yourself
some gloves.

So?

She's been planning
this trip to Italy
all year.

I just can't call
her up and be like,

"Sorry, Mom,
trip's off.

I'm going tree planting
out west with Paulie."

Tory.

You know
what I want to do.

But I can't.

She's been acting really
psycho lately, Paulie.

And, I don't know,

I have to spend
time with her.

Besides, you and me
will be together

in the fall
at McGill.

We will be
so together.

I'm gonna plant
3000 trees a day

and win a golden shovel
for you.

* Such pretty hair

* May I kiss you?

* May I
kiss you there? *

* So beautiful you are

* So beautiful

* Beautiful...

( moans )

* Please

* Don't move

* You feel
so good to me *

* Hmm, tell me
in my ear *

* Beautiful

* Beautiful

* So very beautiful.

( birds chirping )

( sprinklers pulsing )

( alarm beeping )

( alarm stops )

Oh.

She gets serious
nightmares.

( snickering )

( tower bells ringing )

Shall we go easy today
for Mary Brave?

You are gonna
love it in here.
It's so cool.

Are you okay?

Coach says you should be
able to speak easily.

Okay, no pain, no gain,
Mary Brave.

You're doing pretty good
for your first time out,
though.

- Wouldn't you say, Paulie?
- Not bad.

I'd say
we're doing, like,

seven-and-half-minute
miles.

No way, Tor.
We're, like, nine
at the fastest.

We're dragging
our butts, man.

- ( bird screeches )
- Whoa. Whoa.

- Oh, shit.
- Oh, my God.

It's so beautiful.

Don't touch it
if you don't want
to get bit.

- I wasn't gonna touch it.
- Just leave it to me, okay?

Okay, I'll take care
of it.

( screeching )

I said
just leave it to me.

I'll meet up
with you later. Go.

Come on. When she gets
something in her head...

- Hey.
- Hey there.

Hi.

Wonder if you sexy ladies
would like to smoke
a spliff with us.

Uh, thanks, but we're
in training, so...

Hey, aren't you
Tim Moller's sister?

- Yeah, I'm Tory.
- Hi.

- And this is Mary.
- Nice to meet you.

I'm Jake Hollander.

- And this is John.
- Hi.

- And that idiot is Phil.
- Hi.

Hi.

( clicking tongue )

( screeches )

So anyway,
we'll get going.

Hey, Tory, isn't
Tim's 18th coming up
down at the Blue Note?

Yeah. Yeah, it is.

Sounds like a good time.
You gonna be there?

Uh, maybe.
( giggles )

Anyways,
we gotta go.

Well, I hope to see you
there, Tory.

"I hope to see you
there, Tory."

- Shut up.
- ( laughing )

Mary:
I think he likes you.

- Tory: Who?
- You know who.

He likes my tits.

They all like my tits.

- So are you gonna go?
- Where?

To your brother's
birthday party.

And have all those
gross guys groping me?

No, thanks.
I'd rather stay home
and do math.

I wonder where Paulie is
with that bird.

Paulie!

Paulie!

( piano scales playing )

( door opens )

( door closes )

Oh, my God.
Is that for the bird?

If they can see too much,
they get freaked out
and they go psycho.

Do you think he's gonna
be able to fly again?

Don't worry.
I'm gonna take care of it.

This is gonna be
way, way cool.

Come here.

I would so totally
lose it without you, P.

( bird calling )

I'm gonna protect you.

( screeching )

( clicking tongue )

( tower bells ringing )

My mother--

she really liked
to get her hands dirty.

I'm always afraid of,
like, worm eggs.

Worm eggs?

Do worms lay eggs?

I think so.
Or no. I don't know.

( chuckles )

I don't think they lay eggs.
I think they just kind of

ooze up
out of the earth.

Your mother-- she sounds
pretty interesting.

I like a woman
who doesn't mind
getting her hands dirty.

Yeah. She would say,

"Hey, don't worry.
It's a clean dirty."

( chuckles )

- She was funny.
- Yeah.

Every year
in the spring,

she would wake me up
in the morning

and she would whisper
in my ear,

"The first crocus
is here."

And we would
go outside

in our nightgowns
and our bare feet and--

And get your feet
dirty together?

- * I need a kiss, why can't
I get just one screw? *
- Put the bed over here.

All:
* Why can't I get
just one screw? *

* Believe me,
I'd know what to do *

* But something won't let me
make love to you... *

( music continues )

( volume rises )

All:
* Why can't I get
just one fuck? *

* Why can't I
get just one fuck? *

* Must have something
to do with luck... *

( recording continues )
* But I waited my whole life
for just one... *

- ( girls giggling )
- * Day after day...

( puffs )

( mice squeaking )

( laughs )

Yes.

( whispers )
Tory, I love you.

- Tory.
- ( both giggling )

( Mary narrating )
I don't know if they
didn't know I could hear

or just pretended
they didn't know.

But after a while

it was kind of,

I don't know, okay.

Their sounds,
their whispers,

their shadows
became kind of--

well, just like part
of my dreams or something,

just the way
things were.

( giggling )

It's morning time,
you lazy--

- Holy fuck.
- Oh, my God.

- That is so disgusting.
- What the hell?

Bedford,
shut the door.

Look, your--

your sister
gets nightmares.
She's, like--

she's, like,
screaming in
her sleep.

Uh-huh.

Bedford...

It isn't-- it really
isn't what you think.

Get out.
Get out of my bed.

Relax.
She'll get over it.

You don't know Allison, okay?
She'll go hysterical.

She's gonna go straight
to Mom and Dad.

So?

Fuck it.
It's the 21st century,
right?

No, no, no.

You don't understand.
You just--

you just
don't understand.

I swear to God, Ally,
she just crawled
into my bed.

I didn't even know
she was there.

She crawled
into your bed?

I think she has a crush
on me or something.

I've told her
I'm not like that.

Tory, that's
disgusting.

Why don't you
tell somebody?

Tell Vaughn.
Have her kicked out.

I feel sorry
for her,

being adopted
and everything.

Tory, you are
too nice.

So you'll tell
your friends, right?

- You'll tell them the truth,
that I'm not like that.
- Of course.

I can't believe
I ever thought you were.

And Mom and Dad--
you're not gonna tell
them anything, right?

No, Tor.

But are you sure
that you're not--?

Ally, I love guys.

I'm boy crazy,
if anything.

Actually, there's this
really cute guy from R.A.B.

I met the other day--
Jake.

And he is so totally
in love with me.

Yeah? Are you gonna
go out with him?

Are you kidding?
We're going to Tim's
party together Friday.

( girls giggle )
Allison, come on.

Don't worry, Tor.

I'll straighten
everything out.

* Such pretty hair

* May I kiss you?

* May I
kiss you there? *

* So beautiful
you are *

* So beautiful

* Beautiful

* Please

* Don't move

* You feel so good
to me... *

Girl:
Hey, Tory.

So how are you?

Look, first of all,

whatever they're saying
is trash talk,

stupid.

I know you guys
won't listen to it.

Of course not.

God, I mean,
even if it was true,
I'd still be like,

"So? Grow up."

But it's not true.

I mean, like,
my aunt is gay.
Like, get over it.

Yeah, but I'm not,
totally, so...

No, I know.

She's upset.

Give her time.

Bedford, this is
a dark day.

"Darkling stand

The varying shores
o' the world.

O Anthony,

Anthony, Anthony!"

Eh?

Her beloved is dying.

You see?

And so she calls
upon the sun

to burn
the whole sphere--

the world, in fact.

Her feeling is,

how can nothing
in nature change

when such an extraordinarily
shattering--?

Listen to this.
A little later she goes,

"Shall I abide
In this dull world,

which in thy absence is
No better than a sty?"

Sty-- I like that.

And a bit later
she says,

"The crown of the earth
doth melt.

And there is nothing left
remarkable

Beneath
the visiting moon."

Nothing-- I know that.

Yes. Oh, yes.

Eventually
we all do, hmm?

You see what this is
all about is

love. Hmm?

Mad, passionate love

that crosses
all boundaries.

And that why we still
relate to it today.

Well, who among us
has not felt passion?

Now there are some
who would say

that love
is outmoded, tired,

a social construct,

if you will. Hmm?

What do you girls think?
Lauren.

When my father
left my mother
for his girlfriend,

he said
it was love.

But it was obvious
to everyone

that it was,
well, sex.

- ( girls giggle )
- I think love is sex.

I think it's,
like, projection,

like a mirage
in the desert.

You see what you want
to see in the person,
you know?

No, no, no.
It's a chemical high
induced by your body

so that you'll want
to make babies.

- It's money.
- Liar.

Liar. Liar. Liar.

You've all got your heads
up your assholes,

because love is.

It just is.
And nothing you can say
can make it go away,

because it is the point
of why we are here.

It is the highest point.
And once you are up there,

looking down
on everyone else--

you're there forever.

Because if you move,
right,

you'll fall.
You'll fall.

Yes, Paulie.

I think
you may be right.

Listen, Mary,

I have to talk to you
about Paulie.

I know the whole thing
must be really weird
for you

and I'm sorry.

But, like, you are
the only person

who I can really--

Look, you don't know
my parents, okay?

They are super, super
straight and religious

and they would literally
never speak to me again.

And I need them

to be a part
of my life.

I couldn't deal
with losing them.

I mean,
I love Paulie.

You know that I do.

I mean, she's my best
friend in the world

and probably the only person
that I will ever love, like,

like in the way
that Cleopatra--

And to hurt her

feels like I'm choking,
you know?

Like I'm not
in the breathing world.

But, like,
there's this life

that I'm supposed
to live, okay,

like this dream that
my mother and father
have for me.

And even though
it is killing me--

even though
it's killing me, Mary,

I will never be the same
laughing, goofy Tory
with her, ever.

I cannot
be with her ever,

not ever,
ever again.

And the thing is, Mary,
it all depends on you now.

I mean,

Paulie is gonna
take this very hard.

Okay?
She's really sensitive.

And she's really gonna
need a loyal friend.

She's gonna need you
more than anyone has ever
needed you, Mary.

You think you can
handle it?

What are you putting
that shit on for?

Because.

Because why?

Because
I'm going out.

Oh? Where
are you going?

Just out--
with a friend.

What friend?

Just a friend
of mine, okay?

I'm just interested
to know, that's all.

Yeah, well,
friends should respect
each other's privacy.

Friends?

Yeah, friends.

We're all friends here,
aren't we, Mary B?

We're not
just friends.

I'm sorry, Paulie.

( door closes )

Are you okay?

In her eyes,
that brightness, eh?

Just like
my fake mother--

that brightness
when she lies.

( crickets chirping )

( softly )
Hello.

Make you grow up
big and strong,

so you can fly away
from here.

( clicking tongue )

( bird clucks )

You can fly
far away.

We will fly away
from here.

We will fly away
from here forever.

Yeah.

You're gonna fly
far away from here.

( Mary narrating )
Until that night,
I had never--

never had any feeling
down there at all.

I was a kind of
wooden doll

without blood
in my body.

But that night--

that night
I started to feel
the blood moving.

( bird screeching )

Did you have
a good time?

It's none of your
business, Paulie.

You lied to me.

I said I was
going out with a friend
and that's what I did.

Do you always
fuck your friends

up against trees?

My life is none of your
business, Paulie,

and you had no right
to spy on me.

Tory, everything you do
is my business.

You are my business
and I am yours.

If I ever catch you
spying on me again--

What?

Just don't.

Are you gonna
see him again?

Listen, Paulie.

It's time we--
we grew out of it.

It's just not
right anymore.

I just want to be
friends, okay?

This is not
happening.

Tory.

Baby, please.

Would you just
please let me go?

Is this
about Allison?

Your parents?
Please.

Don't do this
to me.

* How can I go home

* With nothing to say?

* I know you're going to
look at me *

* That way

* And say,
"What did you do out there? *

* What did you decide?"

* You said you needed time
and you had time *

* You are a china shop

* And I am a bull

* You are
really good food *

* And I am full

* I guess everything
is timing *

* I guess everything's
been said *

* So I am coming home

* With an empty head

* And you'll say,
"Did they love you or what?" *

* I'll say,
"They love what I do *

* The only one
who really loves me *

* Is you"

* And you'll say,
"Girl, did you kick
some butt?" *

* And I'll say,
"I don't really remember *

* But my fingers
are sore *

* And my voice
is too" *

* You'll say, "It's really
good to see you" *

* You'll say,
"I missed you horribly" *

* You'll say,
"Let me carry that *

* Give that to me"

* And you will take
the heavy stuff *

* And you will
drive the car *

* And I'll look out
the window and make jokes *

* About the way
things are. *

What is that, Mary?

Oh, just some seeds

for, you know,
the garden out there.

Seeds?

That's better than
what my mother gets me.

It's-- oh, my God,
her taste is, like,
so Ralph Lauren.

I hope you don't think
I'm, like, butting in,

but I thought
you should know

that people are saying,
like, not very nice things

- about you.
- Things?

Well, because of the way
you're hanging with Paulie.

I guess they
think that you're--
you must be like her.

I mean, everybody knows
that she practically
raped my sister.

Tory said that she crawled
into bed naked with her.

Well, Paulie's
my friend,

so I guess
it doesn't really matter
what other people think.

( thunder rumbling )

- Hey.
- Hey.

How much does it matter
what other people think?

I don't know.
It depends how much they're
paying you, I guess.

How much are they
paying you?

My father sent me
some seeds.

Yeah?

I was wondering
if maybe I could
plant them somewhere.

Oh...

in the dirt's usually
a good spot.

Let's see
what you got.

Ugh, worm eggs.

( both laugh )

Tory:
Jake's hands are magic.

He knows exactly
how to touch me.

Teenage boys are
so clumsy, though.

No. He's so perfect,
you wouldn't believe it.

He's like--
like a sculptor.

Roger-- well,
Roger is no sculptor,

more like a--
well, kind of like
a plumber.

( laughing )

Mine finishes as soon
as he's inside--
the second.

That's what you get
for mating with
a 16-year-old.

Girls:
Ooh.

Jake-- oh, man,

Jake could go all night.
He's a total man.

- ( whistle tweets )
- Girl: Let's go. Come on.

- ( whistle tweets )
- Girl: Yo!

Girl:
Rush it, go.

Get open, come on.

Come on,
get on the field.

Kick it.

( girls continue
shouting )

You wouldn't take it
lying down, would you,

if some girl bird
broke up with you?

You wouldn't just
lie there and squawk.

You'd fly up
to the highest branch

and swoop your lady love
back again under your wing.

You'd fly her away
through the sky.

You wouldn't just
lie there and take it...

like a girl.

- Ugh!
- ( shattering )

Paulie?

Pick up a shard.

I said
pick up a shard.

( winces )

Our blood runs
together, right?

Blood of the raptor.

Now cut off my hair.

What for?

'Cause I'm
going to war.

I got nothing
to lose now.

Paulie, this is crazy.

Come on.

Paulie, is this
for Tory?

Just cut off
my hair.

She wants a guy, Paulie,
not a girl with hacked hair.

( shouts )
What do you know
about it?

I--

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, okay?

I just-- I just
got to get her back.

Paulie, listen to me.
Tory is not a lesbian,

so you should just
forget about her, okay?

Lesbian?

Lesbian? Are you
fucking kidding me?

You think
I'm a lesbian?

You're a girl in love
with a girl, aren't you?

No.

I'm Paulie
in love with Tory.

Remember?

And Tory is--

shein love
with me,

because she is mine
and I am hers

and neither of us
are lesbians. God!

( sighs )

I will "Make me a willow
cabin at your gate,

And call upon my soul
within the house."

I will "Write loyal cantons
of contemned love

and sing them loud
even in the dead of night."

I will "Halloo your name
to the reverberate hills

And make the babbling
gossip of the air

Cry out 'Victoria!'"

Paulie.

Why don't you
come down?

Don't ever touch
a raptor.

Please.

I should have
seen it coming.

I saw it coming.
I told you it was coming.

It's still coming.

( Tory giggles )

( whispers )
I bet he doesn't know
how to do

what I can do
for you.

Paulie, please.

No, Paulie.

There will be no more
of this, okay?

I love Jake.

Paulie,
listen to me, okay?

Because I'm
gonna say this once
and never ever again.

I will never
love anybody

the way I love you,
okay?

Never.

You know that

and I know that.

And I will die
knowing that, okay?

It just can never--

it just can never,
ever, forever be.

Do you understand?

It just can never,

ever, forever be.

( whimpering )

Tory:
Hey, Mary.

Hi.

So what did you get
on that geography...

( giggling )

( giggling )

Go ahead, laugh.
It's okay.

If you want to laugh,
laugh.

What's so funny?

I know it.

I'm funny.

Ha-ha-ha!

Miss Vaughn:
Paulie, that's enough.

- Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
- That's enough, Paulie.

- Paulie, please.
- Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!

( crashes )

Miss Vaughn:
Your parents are very worried
about you, Paulie.

They say you don't
return their calls.

I have no parents.

I had

what used to be called
a nervous breakdown once,

when I was a few years
older than you are. And...

someone got me help.

And looking back,
Paulie,

I am very glad
they did.

Because if they hadn't--
well, I don't know--

it was like
I was a car

with no driver and--

"Shall I abide
in this dull world..."

which in her absence
"is no better than a sty?"

Hey!

- ( girls cheering )
- How are you doing?

Okay.

Kind of weird,
actually.

What's going on?

You ever know
someone who changed?

- ( girls chanting )
- What kind of change?

Like total.

Like the change from this
to the winter freeze.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Grass comes back
every spring green as ever.

I guess
people can too.

Some people never
come back though, right?

Yeah, some people.

- Listen, why are
you asking--?
- I have to go.

You will not fall.

( chirping )

( whistling )

( whistling )

Hyah! Hyah!

( whistles )

Hyah! Hyah!

( laughs )

Miss Vaughn:
"Come, you spirits

That tend
on mortal thoughts,

- unsex me here..."
- ( speaking faintly )

"And fill me

from the crown to the toe
top-full

Of direst cruelty!

Make thick my blood;

Stop up the access
and passage to remorse,

That no compunctious
visiting of nature

Shake my fell
purpose.

Come to my
woman's breasts,

And take my milk
for gall,

you murdering ministers,

Wherever in your
sightless substances

You wait
on nature's mischief!

Come, thick night,

And pall thee in
the dunnest smoke of hell,

That my keen knife

see not the wound
it makes,

Nor heaven

peep through the blanket
of the dark,

to cry 'Hold, hold!'"

Mm. Hmm?

Now does anyone know

what our friend Lady M
is on about, huh?

Cordelia.

Um,

uh, vampires?

( girls giggle )

Well, I've never heard
that interpretation.

Oh, but that doesn't
make it invalid, Cordelia.

Tell us more.

Well, just--
all the blood?

- ( girls giggle )
- Miss Vaughn: Okay.

Thinking about our lunch,
were we, Cordelia, again?

Paulie,

you looked like you were
involved with the piece.

Actually, I was
just thinking

whether the Jays
were gonna take
the World Series again.

( girls giggle )

I don't believe you, Paulie.
I saw you listening.

You can go fuck yourself
sideways.

Ah, ah, ah, ah.

Paulie is going through
a difficult time, hmm?

Now shall I offer up
my interpretation?

I think that
Lady Macbeth--

She wants to get up
the guts.

Yes, Mary.

To do what she
has to do.

Only the girl part of her
doesn't have the guts.

So she says,
"Turn my milk to gall,"

and I think
gall is poison.

But then what would
happen to the baby?

The baby would die.

And she wants
not to care about that.

She wants not to care,
to be like a guy,

like a man.

Men don't care, see?

I liked what you said
about the Shakespeare--
that scary speech.

- You did?
- Yeah.

You know, I wish
I could be "unsexed"
or whatever.

I mean, like it all just
causes so much trouble,
you know?

So I'll
see you later.

Read it.

- Out loud?
- Yeah. Right now.

"Dear Miss Oster,

after much difficulty,
we have located your
birth mother,

but we are sorry
to inform you that
she does not wish

to be contacted
by you at this time."

Do you want me
to keep reading?

I'm sorry, Paulie.

No. What?
She has a life.

She has a right to
a fucking life, Mouse.

( thumps )

( class bell rings )

( both grunt )

You should have
got out of my way, man.

I have been looking
everywhere for you.

I'm sorry I said,
"Go fuck yourself,"
in class there.

That was--
I was way out of line.

You can give me
a detention.

Give me two.

I know someone,
Paulie--

a friend of mine who
could really help you.

- Help me what?
- Help you deal--

I think only people
who lie to themselves
need help, Fay.

Don't you?

Oh, believe me, please.

I know what you're
going through.

No, you don't.

Love can be

a very painful experience.
I know.

You don't know
anything.

Yes, Paulie,

I think I know.

She's the only person
who ever loved me,
you know?

I think I'll die
without her.

( thunder rumbling )

Hey, kid.

You know Jake Hollander
in senior school?

Yeah, I know him.

All right,
give this to him
or I'll kick your butt.

( Paulie's voice )
"Jake, you butthole.

Saturday noon--

dark noon for you,

Eastside Ravine.

Duel to the death
for the heart of my
queen, Victoria.

Yours truly,
Paulie the Raptor."

No, the dinner's at 6:00.
The tour is at 5:00.

Well, okay,
but as long as you're
here for the dinner.

Because I don't want
to be the only girl there
eating without a father.

I don't know.
Chicken Kiev, lobster--

everything.
It's a buffet.

Okay, so I'll see you
on Friday, 6:00 sharp.

Oh, yeah, I'm fine.

Just--

maybe I'll tell you
when I see you.

Okay. Yeah.

Love you. Bye.

( boys chattering )
Hey, pass, here.
Go long.

- Catch!
- Yeah, you gotta do
better than that.

Over here.

- She's fucking fried, man.
- ( chuckles )

I think she sounds
really unstable.

I don't think it's
such a good idea.

She's making
Tory's life hell.

Why doesn't Tory
just cut her off?

She's too nice.
That's just who she is.

Come on, man,
do it for Tory.

Do it
for your woman.

Why not?
A duel sounds like fun.

He's never been on time
for anything in his life.

Oh, he could be caught
in traffic.

It could be really
bad coming down here
this time of day.

Yeah, for sure.

- Woman: Hello, Miss Bannet.
- How are you?

- I'm fine.
- Good.

- Woman: What a
wonderful party.
- Girl: Hey, hold on.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

- Are you well?
- Man: Great.

Yes? Good.

- Oh, it's you.
- Man: Miss Vaughn.

* I'm gonna find me
a dying river *

* And strike a deal with her,
I'll say *

* I'll fold you in two
and I'll carry you away... *

- I want to dance.
- Well, let's go, then.
Excuse us.

* To a place where
your headwaters will flow *

* Clean through
to your mouth *

* In return
I'll request *

* A small sanctuary

* By her banks
where we'll live *

* With our
small family *

* She will water
our garden *

* And clean the dirt
from our skin *

* As the world
clamors at our door *

* We will dance

* And not let them in

* And if one day
we wake up *

* To a bed
dry as bone *

* Find our river
stolen *

* Find our
sanctuary gone *

* We will stand
and take stock *

* And be grateful

* For what
we've now lost *

* We will pack up
our bags *

* Pack our
small family... *

Good evening,
Victoria.

- Hello, Bruce.
- Good evening.

Bruce, I wonder
if I might cut in.

This is a joke,
right, Victoria?

Paulie:
A joke?

I'm asking you...
nicely.

Can I dance with your
daughter, please?

I'm afraid I don't think
that's appropriate,

and I don't think
Victoria does either, so--

Are you crazy?

What, you don't
like dancing?

You used to love
to dance with me
on the roof, remember?

Paulie, please.

What?

Don't make this
difficult.

You love me, Tory.

Like a friend.

As a lover.

Say it.

What--?

"I'm in love with you,
Paulie."

You say it or I'll stop
this dance right now.

Paulie, please,
please.

Then say it!

Say it.

No.

You tell anybody
whatever you want.

* I'm gonna find me
a dying river *

* And strike a deal with her,
I'll say *

* I'll fold you
in two *

* And I'll carry
you away *

* To a place where
your headwaters will flow *

* Clean through
to your mouth *

* And in return
I'll request... *

- Paulie. Paulie, come here.
- * A small sanctuary...

- Paulie. Paulie, come on.
- * By her banks where
we'll live... *

- Paulie.
- * With our
small family *

- * She will water
our garden... *
- Fay.

- ( Paulie screams )
- * And clean the dirt
from our skin *

* As the world
clamors at our door *

* We will dance

* And not
let them in. *

Mary Brave.

Let's go.

( Mary narrating )
Have you ever been
really thirsty--

you open
a carton of milk

and you pour it
into your mouth

and it's... sour?

That happened
inside me...

- Mary: I'm so tired.
- ( birds calling )

( Mary narrating )
...forever.

Don't stop,
Mary Brave.

I've never been
so tired.

Hyah! Hyah!

( birds calling )

Hyah!

He can fly.

Hey, you taught him
to fly?

He's gonna show us
the way, Mary B.

The way?

Mouse, where is
your father?

Did I see you cry?

Were you crying
like a girl,

like a girly,
girly-girl?

I've been crying too,
Mary B.

I've been crying
like a girly-girl,

sucky-suck for weeks now,
and it's time.

It's time for the raptor.
Are you with me?

"I hate my father."

Say it. It's easy.
Come on.

"I hate my father."

I hate...

my father.

Yeah.

Give me more.

I wish we were dead.
I hate him.

I hate my stupid fucking
asshole fucking father!

I hate him!

"Unsex me here,
And take my milk for gall.

Fill me from crown
to toe top-full

With direst cruelty."

Come on, say that.
Say it to the raptor.
Come on.

"Unsex--

unsex me here,
take my milk for gall."

"Make thick my blood."

"Make thick
my blood."

Feed the raptor.

I can't.

Oh, yes, you can.

"Fill me from crown
to toe top-full

With direst cruelty."

Come on, say that
and feed the beast.

"Fill me full from crown
to toe top-full

With direst cruelty."

Are you ready,
Mary B?

You ready
for dark noon?

I'm ready.

Are you ready
for anything?

( quietly )
Rage more.

Come on.

( shatters )

( Paulie screams )

( Paulie screams )

( bird screeching )

Hyah!

She's ready.

- What the fuck is that?
- It's her pet budgie.

- It's not a pet.
- Oh, no?

It's a killer.

( boys chuckle )

Well, I came, Paulie.
So what do you want to do?

You want to fight me--

you and your bird?

I gotta warn you,
I'm on the wrestling team.

( snickering )

Oh. Oh, I get it.

Yeah, like a stage fight.

We're gonna have
a stage fight? Cool.

Yeah, I played Laertes
in "Hamlet" last term.

I can do this.

I'm gonna have fun
doing this.

Boy:
Come on, Jakey.

Pss, pss, pss, pss.

- Mary: Come on, Paulie.
- Boy: Yeah.

( both grunting )

Boy:
Come on, man.

Mary:
Be careful.

Boy:
Jesus.

( chuckles )

- Place your
bets, my friends.
- Boy: Go, Jake.

For my love.
( whips )

If you're talking
about Tory, get real.

She hates you.
She's just too nice
to tell you.

- She loves me.
- Stop talking shit, Paulie.

Victoria's
my girlfriend.

Mary:
Watch out!

- Come on!
- Paulie, watch out.

- Boy: Shit.
- Give her up.

- Mary: Paulie!
- Paulie: Say it!

Say, "I give her up."

Go fuck yourself.

- ( screams )
- ( Paulie screams )

- Paulie, no!
- Boy: Fucking psycho!

Paulie, no.

- Fucking bitch!
- Paulie!

- She cut me.
- Boy: You fucking bitch!

What are you doing?
What are you doing?

You are fucking crazy.

- ( Paulie screams )
- Jake: Fuck. Oh.

- ( cheering )
- ( whistle blows )

( girls cheering )

Come on, girls,
let's go.

( whistle tweets )

( bird screeching )

Mary:
Paulie...!

Paulie.

Please.

I will "Make me a willow
cabin at your gate,

And call upon my soul
within the house."

( quietly )
I rush into
the secret house.

Paulie!

( Mary narrating )
Dear my mother,

I almost got lost too,
didn't I?

But the pure love
you gave me till you died

was like a flame
always there, burning.

And just like
the raptor,

that little flame
was all I needed

in order to see
in the dark.

It saved me, Mama,

from that deep dark.

Paulie--
she didn't have that.

The darkness
took over her,

so she had to
fly away.

I still dream of her
every night.

And I think
I always will.

And you know?

I can always remember
your face now.

Anytime I think of you,
I look up

and I can see
your face,

my mother's face,

like a flame
across the sky.

( male vocal singing )

( music playing )