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- 16 May. Castle Dracula is a veritable prison

and I am its prisoner.

Worse, I fear I may be going mad...

Last night I was sitting.

It was then that I noticed I was not alone.

There, in the moonlight... - You're tense.

- I'm always tense.

- Snap in half if you don't relax.

- I thought I must be dreaming;

although the moonlight was behind them,

they threw no shadow on the floor.

What are you, three beauties?

- Three beauties?

Three beauties? Emma?

- Sorry, um...

We are ravenous.

- We hunger, we long...

- Tonight we feast.

� 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 ��

- Emma. Would you like to see

a graph of your participation grade?

I know you went through a lot after the shooting.

But the grace period is coming to an end.

Okay?

(PA announcement): This is a reminder

that the gym is closed this week in preparation

for the upcoming "Castle Dracula" play.

- Why don't you take a picture? It'll last longer.

- You can sell it online for big porno bucks.

- I have to parade anorexic fashion victims

to get your attention?

- Worrying about Craig. As usual.

- So not your job to worry. Trust another sicko here.

- Who's a sicko?

- Me...

after seeing that compost on your tray.

- It's goulash.

- It's goodbye.

- So, how was shrink-time?

- What were you guys talking about?

- I haven't told Ellie. Don't worry.

- Mmm, goulash.

I figure any food with "goo" in the name has to be good.

- Have you ever thought about going to a support group?

- For goulash-lovers?

- No, no. There's a mental- health group for teens

tonight at the rec centre.

- Have you not noticed my desperate urge

to talk about something else?

- Look, it's one night

and if you hate it, then don't go back.

- Prediction? I will hate it.

- So you'll go?

Good.

- Okay. Act One, Scene Five.

And... go.

- But surely, dearest Mina,

I should know it if I walked in my sleep?

- Dearest Lucy...

Line?

- "You arose four times from bed."

- Oh, right. Okay.

You got up four times.

And...

Poop...

What'd she do?

- This is my leading lady, three days to opening?

- Patience, my hot-headed paramour.

- But she's paraphrasing your words,

my talented inamorata.

- "You dressed yourself completely."

- I think prompting is Liberty's job?

- Perhaps we ought to take a break?

- Listen,

I'm directing and playing Van Helsing.

And I know my lines.

- Well, maybe if you'd stop changing the blocking

every five minutes, then...?

- I know. How about I change the casting instead?

- Okay, are you firing me?

- I can't if you resign first.

- Fine. Then I curse you. Macbeth!

- Drive a stake

through this play's heart. They have to cancel it.

- They could let me play Mina. Me, the beautiful virgin...

- Now that's acting.

- "Dearest Lucy, I swear,

"you arose four times from bed.

You dressed yourself completely."

- Em, you could do it!

Just go ask!

- I bombed the audition. Just because Darcy quit

doesn't mean they've changed their minds about me.

- Where are my bracelets?

- Those wire things? They're worth a nickel.

Big whoop. - It is. Who took them?

- Look,

come over tonight. Liberty and I

are giving each other mani-pedis and we can do yours too.

- You'd probably have more fun

without my hands and feet tagging along.

Amy?

- Give me those!

- I'd gained so much weight,

I could hear my entire ballet class

thinking, "What's she been eating?"

- So you reveal yourself as an anorexic-depressive instead?

Come on.

- I think Nancy was saying

it was a positive experience for her, Nigel.

- I'm with him. I wouldn't tell anyone I didn't have to.

- Well, let's talk about why you feel that.

- Okay, um...

once people think you're crazy,

I think they just think about that.

They stop treating you like you're you.

- Sorry I'm late. - Welcome, Ellie.

We're talking about stigmatization.

Craig?

- That's all I had to say.

(rock music blaring)

- You know my ride's got 16 independent speakers?

- I do now.

Some of us got places to be.

- Thanks.

Uh, my house is--

- I dropped you off before, remember?

After Sean ran home to Mommy dearest.

Kinda sucks without him.

- Yeah, I miss him too.

- I didn't say that.

Don't go getting all mushy on me, Greenpeace.

Alright.

- Okay, thanks.

- Going to Bennett Park later.

- Yeah...?

- Bunch of us hang out there.

- I'm worried, Snake. - I'm sure she's okay.

- She's stopped bringing friends over, no dates...

I feel like she just didn't get over the shooting.

- Well, most of the kids at school have.

But most kids didn't watch someone die.

- I know.

And I guess if you clump that together

with being a teenage girl...

- Hello?

Anybody home?

- Hey! It's the Emma Nelson Show!

Starring Emma Nelson!

- Rehearsal was fantastic!

I just can't wait till you guys see "Dracula."

- Me neither, honey.

- We waited for you for dinner. It's Gardener's Pie.

- Ooh, veggielicious.

But I had pizza after rehearsal, so I'm stuffed.

- Honey...

are you okay?

- Mm-hmm.

I've got a ton of work to do on my lines, though,

so... good night.

(cellphone ringing)

- Is this seat taken?

- It is now.

- Are you surprised to see me?

Do you think I'm weird?

- Now there's a loaded question.

- Everyone's been acting like I belong in a straightjacket.

- Well, that's their problem.

You're no weirder than the rest of us.

- What's in the van?

- What do you think's in the van?

- Beer? More beer?

Smelly shag carpeting from the '70s?

- Wanna see?

- This is fully anti-climactic.

Come out, come out, wherever you are.

- Hey.

It's for hooking up.

- What?

- You know what blow jobs are, don't you?

Hey.

Every player gets a prize.

- Forgive me, Libby-tibby,

my ickle nubby-wubby punkinhead, pwease.

- Do I honestly strike you as a baby-talk sort of woman?

You fired Darcy and now we have zip,

zero, zilch.

- "Let me be as your lighthouse,

"a canary for your coal mine.

"Let Dracula come to my breast,

and I will allow him sustenance."

- How do you know that?

- Oh, no.

- I auditioned for Mina, remember?

- We need reliable, rock solid.

- I do "rock solid" pretty well.

- Day before yesterday, you missed your cue.

Last night you didn't even show up to Manny's.

Everyone knows you're off or whatever.

- I'm not off.

I'm your Mina.

I know the blocking.

- So, corsets.

Ever worn one?

- So my Dad and Chris got back from Puerto Vallarta last night.

Apparently it's gay-honeymooner paradise.

They asked about you.

- "Crazy Craig?"

What did you tell them? Oh, I bet everything.

- Okay. It's a good thing I know mood swings are common

when you first start meds. - You sent me to Ellie's group.

- Which she loves. I didn't think you'd mind.

- Well, then you didn't think at all.

- Alright, everyone,

put your fangs together for Emma! Yay...

Alright, let's jump right into the deep end

with, uh, Act Two, Scene Seven.

Ahem. And... go.

- When my brain says come to you,

you shall cross land or sea to do my bidding

and to that end, this...

- But no, I cannot.

- Emma, the script says you kiss him.

So kiss him!

- Okay, I'm sorry.

It's just weird, doing this in front of everybody.

- It's not real.

There's no fourth wall.

Next play, Liberty, unionized actors.

- Sorry, I'll get it by tomorrow, okay? Promise.

- Fine. Tomorrow. Don't let me down.

Okay, uh, set change for Scene One, go!

- Give you one minute with Nate, you'd do better than that.

- I'd eat him all up.

You'd just see his big manly shoes sticking out.

For the sake of guys everywhere,

I hope she becomes a nun.

One of them big ones that sing all the time.

- Ah, Amy, that's mean.

The poor girl suffers from penis-a-phobia.

Her mom can't even buy bananas.

- One time, they gave her a hotdog?

She threw up for a week!

- Simpson has to keep his jockey shorts locked

in a shed out back or she won't go into the house!

- Is that mine?

- No. It's mine.

- What was that about?

- Jay! Hey.

Did you know I've only been in a car with 16 speakers twice?

- Poor you.

- Amy was being really mean about rehearsal

and what happened, so I showed her the bracelet

and she shut right up. It's Amy kryptonite!

- This isn't some Brownie-badge competition.

Maybe you're the one who needs to shut up.

You didn't earn anything. Amy did.

- She earned them from you?

- There are a lot of girls down that ravine, Emma.

I picked you.

(knocking)

- Know how to re-string

a guitar?

- Get Ash to. She's good at forcing things.

- Like forcing me to come here

with this paper-thin guitar excuse?

Craig...

I used to cut myself.

- I know. - And what's bizarre is that

I'm always gonna to be a cutter.

Even if I don't do it for years, it's still me.

- Well, that sucks.

- It just... It just is.

And it doesn't matter how I feel

or how anyone else feels.

- I'm bipolar.

And apparently,

it doesn't matter if I think that sucks, either.

- They think Kurt Cobain was bipolar.

- Yeah?

- If he just accepted it, maybe it all would've been different.

Nigel from group manages okay.

- He seemed cool.

- He is.

You should come back.

And you should probably call Ash.

- Why?

Why? 'Cause I bit her head off in the middle of the school?

- Yeah, maybe 'cause of that.

- All she talks about lately

is medication, my shrink and my moods.

- She cares about you.

A lot.

- I know.

- You already had the tour.

- Show me again.

Show me again for real.

- After you.

- I should've told you sooner that it was Ellie's group.

- But, uh, I still liked it.

I'm gonna go again next week.

- You are?

- Ash...

I wanna be your boyfriend.

- Of course. We went through this

a couple months ago, remember?

- I wanna be that boyfriend. Not the... mm-mm-mm,

the crazy guy you gotta save all the time.

I wanna talk about music

and movies and, yes, goulash.

- Okay. Got it.

- Good.

So...

- Well?!

- I went for a walk.

- It's two in the morning.

- What is wrong with you?

- I can't sleep.

I haven't been...

Ever since the shooting...

I didn't wanna upset you guys, but...

Since then, I was so scared.

- Oh, honey.

- Do you want to go to bed, Em?

There's always tomorrow to talk.

- Okay. Yeah.

- You'll be able to sleep?

- Don't worry, Mom.

- Nighty-night.

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