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- I christen thee...

Wh-what's your new baby's name, Spin?

- Sparky? Looks like a Sparky.

Herby? Thomas?

- The Love Mobile.

That's what this is. It's our Love Mobile.

- And you're calling me a dork?

- Hey, you don't own that quite yet.

- Twenty-seven-hundred dollars.

Or 386 miserable hours of waiting tables.

- Congratulations.

� I'm ready �

� I'm ready for you �

� I think I'm ready �

� I'm ready for you �

(music)

� My life is so lonesome �

� Now I know you exist �

� We could talk on the phone some �

� But I'd rather we kissed �

� Always lookin' in but you showed me �

� How I could be lookin' out �

� For somebody else �

� I suppose you showed me what it's all about... ��

- Wicked, wicked, wicked day!

Okay, tonight I am taking you to the drive-in.

We load the car up with some blankets,

some slow jams of love...

- Mm. Breath spray for you.

- Holy crap on a stick.

- Ohmygawd, I told you you were speeding!

- What do I do?

Uh, nice day, huh, Officer?

- Lovely. I'm looking for a Paige Mitchellchook

at this address? - Michalchuk.

Um, I'm Paige.

Notice to appear?

- You pressed charges in a sexual-assault case in 2002?

- Wow.

Um...

... really? Now?

� Whatever it takes �

� I know I can make it through �

� Uh huh alright �

� If I hold out�

� If I do �

� I know I can make it through �

� Be the best �

� Be the best I can �

� And... and I say to you �

� Whatever it takes � � I know I can make it �

� I know I can make it �

� I know I can make it through ��

(screaming)

- Ew! Cuddles, please!

- Ah! I hate zombie movies! Didn't I tell you?!

- Oh, they're totally devouring that chick! Gross!

- What? I can't even see.

- 'Kay, well it's more than we shorties could see

if we were stuck behind you, BB!

- Yeah, but it's my car.

- Ew! - Ah!

- Okay, enough with the creepy undead wrestlers.

Who needs more corn? - This movie sure doesn't.

- Uh, yeah, I'll come with you.

Uh, you guys need anything? You know, keep up your energy,

or... or fluids?

Guys?

No?

- Oh, I wanna get more of those sour thingies too.

Who cares about carbs?

Ew!

Wow, um, romantic.

And since I'm as hungry as Paris Hilton looks...

C'mon. There's no way you're surviving

this flesh-eating fest on your own.

- Did you see how those veins were dangling

from those severed heads? - I was distracted

by her huge silicone "investments."

What is with the girls in horror movies?

- It's the heaviest boooox in the world--

- Don't make me laugh.

I'll drop it on your toe!

(both groaning)

Come here.

- What was that for? - For being so darned cute.

Turn it over. - Ow.

- Ah! For helping me move. For borrowing your dad's van.

- Mm. For telling your dad a fantastic lie

about who needed to borrow it.

Um, all I know is that you owe us, Dylan,

for making us do this on Labour Day,

the official funeral of summer vacation.

- Well, consider me your living, breathing VIP pass

to every dorm party this year.

- And the first one in, oh, only 54 hours.

- Grade 11 with dorm parties - having cake, eating cake too.

And, uh, won't you be the life of my all-year party, Mr. Pouty.

- Yeah, like you want to party with me.

- Okay, what's the problem?

- You're my girlfriend. That's my problem.

- Spinner...

- We're always with 3,000 people.

And if we're not, you invite them.

- Um, Dylan's moving and Marco's his boyfriend.

They have to be here.

- We're never alone. Okay?

You make me feel like some kind of leopard.

- Leper. The word is leper.

I'm sorry.

Okay? I'm sorry.

It won't always be like this.

- Really?

- It'll change.

Once that stupid trial is finally over.

Promise.

- Lovebirds - I need someone to help move my wardrobe.

And I need someone to go to Mrs. Vanelli's

to get our pizza. - I got the pizza part.

- Okay.

- How many boxes are left?

- Twenty-five, I guess.

- Ah! - That one's 60 pounds.

- ... JR pistons, new rad...

- I don't think so.

Dean!

- ... like the fly wheel, double-friction clutch

and these, uh, XL wires.

Serious stuff.

Hey!

- Don't!

- Wait. Paige...

I'm not stalking you.

We're in a public park, there's people everywhere.

Can we talk? Just one minute?

So... court, huh?

- I'm not supposed to talk to you.

- It's gonna be really horrible, going through it all.

Our parents hearing the details.

My girlfriend, your boyfriend...

It was a really long time ago.

I'm sorry, I should've listened to you,

it was a huge mistake.

If I could go back-- - Do you have a point?

- Why go through this?

You could tell them you don't want to testify.

Skip it.

It'd be that easy. They'd have to drop the case.

- My brother's pizza...

um...

it's getting cold.

- Okay. But...

you'll think about it, right? I mean,

maybe we never see each other again

and we can forget.

- Chris and I broke up in July.

- Sorry. Kendra and I broke up in August.

- Sorry. I believe I was abducted by aliens

over Labour Day weekend.

... And Towerz and I broke up.

(in unison): Sorry.

- Morning, Ellie. - Hey, Paige.

Great outfit.

- New year, new look, new Paige!

- Ellie, just because Princess Pissy talks to you

doesn't mean you have to answer. - I'm going, I'm going.

- As usual, I'm glad we're guys.

(school bell ringing) (laughing)

- Ohmygawd, they're so cute!

Remember when we were that afraid of Degrassi?

- Remember when we were that short?

- Remember where the principal's office is?

- Uh, yeah. It's downstairs, through the foyer

and to the left. - Good. Go on down.

I need to spend time alone with your girlfriend.

- Ashley?

Did you...?

Nice going, Craig.

Really, uh, really... really smooth.

- Oh, hey, happy birthday, buddy!

- Wow! Uh, you hit the mall lately?

- Think it was easy finding those streamers

and musical notes? - No, I meant your outfit.

- You like it?

- Yeah, man.

And, uh, I love the locker. Thanks.

- No problem. Hey, man,

you dating anybody? (Marco laughing)

I'm serious.

- Think Paige'll be mad if I put up a picture of Mandy Moore?

- I saw her in L.A., when that scout who liked me

took the whole camp to see a Lakers game.

Are you listening?

- Maybe Hillary Duff would be better.

- Why? Why would that be better?

- She looks more like Paige.

- I'd rather look like Lindsay Lohan.

- Aren't you in court today?

- Oh, I always wanted an assistant to handle my calendar.

Thanks, Jim.

But it was supposed to be tomorrow.

- Wait. "Supposed"?

- I'm not going.

Don't really see the point. - I do.

- Okay, then you can go.

- Y-you're rea... you're not going?

- Nope.

- I can't do this anymore.

- Do what anymore?

- This.

Us.

- What was that?

- Did he just dump me?

Spinner!

Gavin!

Honey bee!

- You said everything would be okay, Paige,

after the trial. - I don't need the trial.

Look, it was one night, almost three years ago.

I've moved on. You know I have.

Look...

let's go park someplace.

Tonight, okay? Just us.

- Guess I'd set a pretty bad example if I turned that down.

- Hey, Craig. It's usually a big load of it

when so-called grown-ups give you

that "these are the best years of your life" stuff.

But, um, my wish for you, Craig,

is that these really are.

So happy birthday.

Signing off from Thailand,

Sawat dee ka!

- Now we eat cake.

- Hey, I am the birthday person here...

and I'm dying to open my big present, Joey.

- Ah, sorry, Angie.

Craig is right.

Cake will have to wait.

(chuckling)

Happy birthday.

- Holy...

Ten grand?!

Joey!

I can't believe you did this!

- No, look, Craig. I-I-I didn't. - Wait.

This is from my dad's estate.

- He specified it as a birthday gift -

I guess to tide you over till your 18th,

when you get your full inheritance.

- Wow.

- Cake now.

- You okay, Craig?

- Hmm? Yeah. No, I'm fine.

- Is it okay? - Mm-hmm. Get back here.

(music playing)

- Hey, um, where'd you get this song?

Her-her voice sounds like-- - Shhh.

What? Did I do it wrong?

- Sorry.

No!

Stop!

- What? Paige! - Stop! No!

- Hey. C'mon, breathe.

- I said no.

- Shhh. You're okay.

- I'm not.

I'm not okay!

- Paige...

- I have to do it.

I have to go.

- I'll go with you.

(school bell ringing)

(indistinct conversation)

- Those are backwards.

- Thanks.

- Listen, I didn't mean to be all weird yesterday.

- No, you weren't weird, you just ignored me.

Which I guess is sort of being weird,

but not...

Sorry.

Now I'm being weird.

- Look...

I was hoping we could be friends.

But as soon as I saw you--

- You got sucked into some bizarro last-year time warp?

- Yeah.

So... good birthday?

- Also weird.

- Weird-good? - Well, my freak of a dad

left me this cheque for 10 grand in his will.

- Are you serious?

- Yeah, the guy's half-eaten by worms

and he's still trying to buy me. It's pathetic.

- Hey, your dad owes you.

Maybe he was just trying to make it up a little.

- Well, Joey gave me this lecture

about investing it for my future, blah-blah-blah.

But I'm gonna rip the cheque up.

I don't want it. - Do you have any idea

how much fun you could have with that much money?

- Alright.

Grade 11.

Time to start really preparing you for university math.

- Thanks for being here today, Mom.

- Oh, honey, where else would I be?

You're gonna do great in there.

- I just want this all to end.

- I know. And it will.

- When he goes to jail...

- Remember what we talked about in counselling, Paigey?

About why we're doing this?

So you could get some closure,

feel heard...

- Paige!

Hey, Paige. Hey, Mrs. Michalchuk.

- Hello, Gavin.

Ignore him.

He can't hurt you.

- Morning, all.

Rose, could I just have a minute, please?

- You'll be okay?

- I hate that guy.

- You should go home, Spin.

I... I don't want you hearing all this.

- I know what happened.

- Not the details.

When you hear them? Picture it?

It'll keep playing on the VCR in your head.

Rewind-pause-play-rewind-pause.

You can't stop it; you'll dump me

and I'll die alone,

with my six cats.

- Paige, I'll never dump you.

- Hello, you did it yesterday.

- Yeah, but that was a test.

Can't dump a girl as cool as you.

And you just being here, doing this...

it's amazingly cool.

- Let's get this over with.

- Ms. Michalchuk,

did you go upstairs willingly with my client?

Did you not, in fact, suggest it?

- Yeah.

- Why'd you do that?

- I just thought we--

- What? Play Pinochle? Crazy Eights?

- Objection, Your Honour. - Please rephrase the question.

- What were your intentions, Miss Michalchuk,

in going up to that room?

- I just thought we would... be alone together.

- And you find my client...

attractive?

- Yes.

I did.

Before.

- When my client put his hand inside your blouse,

did you immediately reject him?

Slap him?

For the record, please?

- No.

- This is very difficult for you, I know.

But when my client touched your breasts,

how did you respond?

Did you enjoy it?

- No.

Well...

at first, yeah.

- You're telling us that you did. Miss Michalchuk,

did my client ever hold a gun to your head,

a knife to your throat, a grenade?

- No-- - Did he not, in fact,

wear a condom? - Yeah.

But that doesn't make him--

- You could show me how he managed

to open one of these and roll it onto his penis

without offering you a chance to get away - if you wanted to?

- I said no,

but...

he is bigger than me,

stronger.

I-I was afraid.

I'm not sure.

- Oh, so you don't know.

How many men have you had sex with,

Miss Michalchuk? - Objection.

- Actually, I'd like to answer that.

That was my only experience.

And I certainly would not have chosen

to lose my virginity upstairs at a house party

with a guy I'd known for an hour.

- Twenty sets of handmades?

Jack White doesn't go through that many strings in a year.

- Maybe he should.

- Ah...

how about this?

A legendary Cry Baby Wawa.

- I thought I already made you cry enough last year.

Wa-wa-wa...

- Craig...

- Hey, sorry. The... Wow, that was really stupid.

- How beautiful is this?

- Is that a '62 Stratocaster?

- Uh, '69. Master-built American.

- Sunburst finish. Classic.

- Rosewood fretboard--

- Three-way switch with phasing.

- Uh, it's got all the original hardware...

- I feel like I'm in church. - Think you could put that back?

It's worth over four grand. - I'll take it!

My dad would hate it.

- Perfect.

- All rise!

- It's good that she's ready for the verdict already,

right? - Sure, yeah.

Sure, it is. - Be seated.

- Ms. Michalchuk's testimony was extremely compelling

and I want to applaud her

for having the courage and the strength

for doing what she did here today.

It's the kind of case that keeps me awake at night,

because it's not the kind

a Justice in my position wants to hear.

Given that there are no eyewitnesses

and no physical evidence, I have no choice

but to find the defendant not guilty.

Mr. Walton, you are free to go. (murmuring)

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