All language subtitles for Euphoria.US.S01E07.WEBRip.x264-ION10

♪ (MUSIC PLAYS) ♪

ALI: What happens in a month,
six months, a year?

When she tells you
she just wants to be friends?

Nate, why would I do
a single thing for you?

'Cause I'll put you in jail.

I need you to get in your car
and drive down

to the East Island
police station.

You're going to walk up
to the receptionist,

and you're gonna tell her
you'd like to confess
to a crime.

OFFICER:
Do you recognize that man?

He's the guy who assaulted me
the night of the carnival.

Can you please get out of
the pool?

JULES VAUGHN:
This whole town
is so fucking boring.

RUE: I'm a burden, and it is
what it is and it's embarrassing

so I'm sorry.

No funny business, Christopher!

♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪

Fuck.

♪

("Didn't I Blow Your Mind
This Time" by the Delfonics
plays)

(indistinct chatter)

Rue: Cassie's dad
was really handsome.

The kind of handsome
that made people
treat him differently.

♪ I gave my heart and soul
to you, girl... ♪

Rue: Her mom used to get
really upset at him
for flirting.

Party guests:
♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

Rue:
Which wasn't fair.
It wasn't his fault.

He really loved her.

He really loved them all.

♪ ...you never knew girl, oh ♪

♪ Didn't I do it, baby ♪

Rue: Her dad always
wanted her to become
a professional ice skater.

Wow. Thank you!

Aw, happy birthday, kiddo.

Rue: And for a while,
she thought she might.

She was a natural.

♪ It seems
to make you laugh ♪

♪ Each time I cry ♪

Rue: But her dad
couldn't afford lessons,

so he stopped
encouraging her.

When she hit puberty,
her mother and her
became best friends.

Suze:
You're an angel.

I feel like a big baby.

Cassie, woman to woman,
hmm?

You're perfect.

♪ I thought that heart
of yours was true, girl ♪

♪ Now didn't I think it, baby ♪

-Holy moly, look at you.
-What?

You're gonna be
a real heart breaker.

Trust me.

Rue: And it wasn't just
her body that changed.

But the rest
of the world, too.

You remember Uncle Ted?

Oh, boy, look at you.
All grown up.

Come on, give me a hug.

-You really filled out.
-Sassy Cassie. Come here.

I bet you got all the boys
wrapped around your finger.

Boop.

(both chuckle softly)

Rue:
Their family wasn't perfect.

("Eli's Coming" by
the Nylons plays)

Her mom had, you know,
some issues.

Oh, my God.

Rue:
And her dad struggled
to keep a steady income.

♪ Everywhere I go ♪

-♪ Eli's a comin' ♪
- ♪ She walked,
but she never got away ♪

-♪ Eli's a comin' ♪
-♪ She walked,
but she never got away ♪

(Suze and Gus arguing)

-Suze: Fuck you.
-Gus: This is my family--

-Rue: And they fought.
-(indistinct arguing)

In the way all parents
kind of fight.

-(glass shattering)
-(Suze yelling)

Rue:
Except for the night before
she started ninth grade.

(muffled arguing)

(muffled arguing continues)

Rue:
Her mom told her that her dad
was just being irrational.

Your father had some serious
jealousy issues.

Let me tell you.

Plus, he couldn't
hold a steady job
to save his life.

I just think he didn't want
the responsibility
of being a father.

It's too much work.

Rue:
But Cassie had heard
differently.

My mom said your mom
cheated on your dad.

And that's why he left.

What?

(shuddering)

Rue:
At first, she was really
angry at her mom.

She resented her for being
such a hypocrite.

-(liquid pouring)
-(indistinct chatter on TV)

Rue:
But then she realized that
her dad wasn't perfect.

I don't know
if I want to be
associated with herpes

but, you know...

Rue:
And her mom wasn't either,

and maybe they just weren't
right for each other.

(all laughing)

Rue:
He used to visit them
on weekends.

Bye, Dad.

-Bye, Dad.
-Rue: But, eventually,

it became once
every couple of weeks.

He said he was coming.

Rue: And then sometimes,
more than a month
would go by.

(indistinct chatter)

-Rue: Then one night...
-(car horn blares)

...he was driving home
from work...

-(truck horn horns)
-(glass shattering)

...and was in the ICU
for 23 days.

The doctors were afraid
he'd never walk again.

But Cassie knew he was strong,
and that he'd get better.

He was prescribed
fentanyl for pain.

Promethazine to
offset the nausea.

Liquid Lorazepam to sleep,

and Imitrex injections
for migraines.

♪ ♪

Cassie would text him
and talk to him.

But as more time went by,
the less responsive he became.

And eventually,
months went by,

and she didn't
hear from him at all.

Until one night, a week
after her 15th birthday,

she got a text from
a random number at about
1:00 in the morning.

(phone bloops)

(phone bloops)

(garage door squeaks open)

And even though
she was excited to see him

and wanted to hug him,

there was something
about the whole thing
that scared her.

I want you to know
there's never a day goes by

I don't think about you.

The number
you texted me from.

Can I call you?

That's my friend's phone.

But I promise
I'll reach you to you
with my new number, I...

Don't cry, baby.
(exhales)

I'm okay. I'm fine.
Don't...

I just miss you, Dad.

I miss you, okay.
I love you.

Rue:
He said he needed
a few things,

and made her promise
that she wouldn't tell a soul.

(sniffles)

(door clatters)

Rue:
Cassie kept her promise,

and never told anyone
about that night.

-She also never
saw her dad again.
-(door shuts)

She fell in love
with every guy
she ever dated.

Whether they were
smart or stupid

or sweet or cruel,
it didn't matter.

♪ ♪

She didn't like to be alone.

-What are you doing?
-Ex-boyfriend 1:
I'm just filming you.

Why?

Rue:
And every guy she ever dated
asked for the same things.

-Ex-boyfriend 2:
Can I film you sucking my dick?
-What? No!

-What? Stop.
-Ex-boyfriend 3:
Let's make a sex tape.

-What? Get out of here.
-Ex-boyfriend 4: Come on.
I won't tell anyone.

-Ex-boyfriend 5:
It's not that big of a deal.
-Yes, it is.

I don't wanna do this.

Rue:
And she almost
always said yes.

Even though it didn't always
make her feel good.

And she knew that most guys,
after she broke up with them,

would always share
those photos or videos.

(moaning, slapping in video)

The first time she found out,
she had a panic attack,

and wanted to swallow
a whole bottle of Tylenol.

But she didn't.
Because, I mean,

what's the worst thing
anybody could say to her?

That she gave a blowjob
to a guy who didn't deserve it?

And she figured by the time
she was out of college

and looking for a job,
99 percent of the population

would have leaked nudes,
anyway.

♪

And then, at the beginning
of the year, she met McKay.

And fell in love with him.

And he fell in love with her.

-I love you.
-Rue: And even though
things weren't perfect,

he loved her
for who she was.

And even though she had
made a couple of mistakes,

I mean,
they weren't big ones.

They weren't the kind of things
you couldn't come back from.

♪ Don't you know
being so close ♪

♪ To the edge ♪

♪ When you are near me ♪

♪ Ooh aah ♪

(soft piano music plays)

Narrator (on computer screen):
Previously on Love Island ...

Laura (on computer screen):
G rab the amazing-ness
that you have with Josh

by the balls.

Rue:
People are always telling me
about great TV shows.

How I just have to watch
this show.

But the truth is,
I don't want good TV.

I don't want a novel,
or some slow burn,

or anything that
feels like work.

That's why I love reality TV.

It's funny, it's dramatic,
and I can focus on it.

It's pure, effortless
entertainment.

Narrator (on computer screen):
Romance hits the rocks.

Man (on computer screen):
She doesn't talk to me,
she doesn't acknowledge me.

-She's playing a game.
-Woman (on computer screen):
Honestly...

Rue:
I want to lay down
one moment

and then
look around the next

and realize I have watched

22 straight hours of
Love Island

over a two-day period...

-...and yearn for more.
-(music plays on
computer screen)

Some people may
find that depressing.

I don't.

It is, however, a good way
to measure depression.

Because when reality TV
begins to feel like work,

like, final season
of Mad Men work,

you know you're depressed.

Like, haven't got out of bed
to pee in 24 hours depressed.

(liquid sloshing)

(indistinct TV chatter)

Cassie:
Do I look different to you?

You look fine to me.

'Cause I feel different.

Okay, well, you don't look it.

I don't think I'm gonna
go to school today.

-'Cause of Daniel?
-No, not 'cause
of Daniel, Lexi!

Daniel's the last fucking thing
I care about right now.

Okay, well,
it's all you ever
fucking talk about.

That's not true!
I asked you how I look.
Not about Daniel!

Yeah, well,
you look beautiful, Cassie.

You look fucking amazing.

It's literally all
anyone's ever told you

your entire life.

Like, listen to yourself.
It's fucking exhausting.

(door slams)

(TV show plays
indistinctly on computer)

Rue:
The thought of having
to stand up,

exert 172 muscles
each step for 35 feet,

just so I can sit
on cold porcelain
and piss out toxins

over and over again
for the rest of my life

makes the whole concept
of living

feel like one long,
sadistic joke.

But the absolute worst part
of depression

is that even though
you know you're depressed,

you're unable to stop yourself
from getting worse.

But I wasn't the only one
feeling down.

(door opens)

Jules' dad:
Jules? What's wrong?

-I'm sick.
-Okay. Let me know
if you need anything.

-(door closes)
-Rue: After Halloween,

Jules didn't go to school
for a full week.

And even though
I sent her about 50 texts,
she didn't respond.

Happy Halloween.

Rue:
I could tell something bad
had happened.

And that it had
something to do with Nate.

(camera shutter
clicks three times)

-(door buzzes)
-Rue: Tyler Clarkson
was booked for assault.

But this shit
wasn't adding up.

And I was putting together
the pieces of the puzzle.

-(sizzling)
-Howard, let's roll.

I wasn't gonna stop
until I got the truth.

(PA buzzes)

Woman (over PA):
False accusations
in today's world

can cause serious
long-term damage

to one's career, reputation,
and emotional well-being.

We all owe Nate Jacobs
a heartfelt apology,

and are excited and thrilled

to have him back
at East Highland.

Lexi:
Why would Jules lie
to help Nate?

I don't know.

-Well, have you
asked her about it?
-No.

-You haven't asked her?
-No.

Rue:
Keep looking, you mook.

I'm Morgan fuckin' Freeman
and this is the beginning
of the third act.

Well, doesn't that seem like
the first logical step?

Honestly, Howard,
this whole thing
is beyond logic.

-(match scraping)
-Unless...

Jules is in love
with Nate.

-Lexi: Why would Jules
be in love with Nate?
-You should listen to me.

-Bennett, the cigarettes
are killing me.
-Hear me out. Listen. Listen.

Listen, the night
of the carnival,
she said she wanted

to go meet up with this guy
she met online, okay?

He's some fuckin' jock,
he's from a conservative family,

and they were talking
and texting.

They've been texting for weeks.

And when I say texting,
I don't just mean
regular fuckin' texting.

-They were sexting.
-(match strikes)

-Like nudes?
-Yeah. Side note,

very nice dick.
Very clean room.

Oh.

She never fucking
say his face.

Yeah, so Jules is catfished.

Now hear me out.
So the night of the carnival,

she made plans with this guy

to meet up with him
at the lake, okay?

I fucking go home.
Next thing I know...

-(knocking)
-...she's fucking
knocking at my window.

-(knocking)
-She's all emotional,

she's got fucking tears
in her eyes.

I say, Jules,
what the fuck happened?

She looks at me. She goes...

"He didn't look like
his pictures."

Yeah, that's like,
the definition of catfishing.

No, but do you know
what his name was?

-Nate Jacobs?
-Tyler.

Like, Tyler Clarkson?

You're goddamned right.

Maddy is 17, Tyler's 22,
and they fornicated.

-Statutory.
-Yeah. You saw it, I saw it.
We all fucking saw it.

-Including Nate.
-And what is a lighter offense
than statutory?

Assault.

-(slams)
-Bingo!

Rue, are you pouring coffee
in the water filter?

-Yes, I am.
-Instead of water?

-Yes, I am.
-Well, please, don't do that.

And it's late.
You shouldn't be
drinking caffeine.

Mom, please. I have homework.

Well, there's a sentence
I never thought I'd hear.

(coffee pot gurgling)

Will you let me know
when this is ready?

-(phone rings)
-Lexi (over phone): Hello?

Howard, it's Bennett.

Lexi (over phone):
It's 2:45 in the morning.
Don't you ever sleep?

Listen, why would Nate
single out Jules
in the first place?

It's obvious
he was sexually
attracted to her.

And because Jules
is predominantly het, okay,

he wooed her with his,
uh, fucking creepy
jock magic shit.

She's super fuckin' sensitive,
she's very forgiving,

and she's basically the most
wonderful fucking person
on the planet...

she fell for him.

That's why she
fucking testified.

I'm a genius.
I'm a fucking genius.

Hey, Mom! I'm a fucking genius.

I'm not even tired.
It's crazy.

I'm not even
fucking tired.

I feel amazing.
(chuckles)

Lexi (over phone):
I'll be honest with you,
Bennett.

You're too close to this case.

-(phone clicks)
-(dial tone)

(slams)

(exhales)

-Who was that?
-Lexi: Rue.

-Think she's in, like,
a manic state.
-Cassie: Is she okay?

I don't think so.

(keyboard keys clicking)

-(beeps)
-Fuck.

(sighs)

I don't know what
you're gonna say,
but this feels like...

really dramatic.

Yeah, this is spooky.

It is not spooky, BB.

I just, I need your advice
on, like, two things.

And I need you guys
to promise me not to say
a single fucking word.

So, the night of Daniel's
Halloween party,

something happened.

♪

(groaning)

-(Kat panting)
-I don't usually
come that fast.

That was amazing.

(sighs)

It's funny. I always thought
I was gonna lose my virginity
to you.

(both panting softly)

-You're a virgin?
-No, I mean,
when we were younger.

-When we dated.
-We dated?

Yeah, in sixth grade.

You and me?

Yeah, for like five months.

Oh.

I literally have
no recollection of that.
(groans)

Wait. Am I hearing this
correctly?

You want to tell McKay
that you made out with Daniel

at the carnival
and on Halloween?

Yeah, but, I don't--
I don't have to say
it's Daniel.

Bitch, that's the craziest idea
I've ever heard. Right?

For sure.

-Yeah, but I want to be
honest with him.
-(groans)

-You cannot tell McKay.
-But it's not like
I cheated-cheated.

Kissing is worse.
It's so much more intimate.

And if anybody brings it up,
you deny, deny, deny.

Okay, but, I just--
I don't want there to be

something this bad
between us forever.

I wouldn't worry
about it, Cassie.
It's not like

you guys are gonna be
together forever.

Kat, what the fuck
is your problem?

You're being a bad friend now.
You were a bad friend to me,

and this whole new personality
is seriously unlikable.

World Star!

Why, because I won't
sit and listen to you
bitch and moan

about your psychotic,
abusive boyfriend

who you've literally
broken up with
a thousand times?

It was literally
the lowest point
in my life, so, yeah.

That and the fact that
you're just fuckin' mean.

Maddy, ever since I've met you,
all you talk about is yourself.

Your clothes, your boyfriends,
whatever superficial shit

you think is so
fucking important.

Sorry I'm no longer interested.

I don't know about
everyone else, but
I miss the old Kat.

You know, the one
who had a sense of humor

and wasn't
a fuckin' cunt?

Damn.

♪

(sobbing)

(sobbing continues)

What was the other thing?

Cassie:
What other thing?

You said you needed advice
on two things.

I don't remember.

What would you do?

Um, I don't know.

I've never really
been in a situation

where two guys
have been interested in me.

Cassie:
That's 'cause you're shy.

I guess so, but I've also
never been in a situation

where I've been interested
in two guys.

That's also 'cause you're shy.

Lexi: Maybe.
(chuckles)

But if you were in my situation,
what would you do?

Honestly, I don't think
I would say anything.

What if not saying something
makes you feel really bad?

Lexi:
Worse than saying it?

Yeah.

Well, then, I don't think
you have any other option.

(knob turning)

(instinct chatter
on computer screen)

How are you feeling?

Uh, I think I have the flu
or something.

Gia:
You want me to
get you something?

-Something to drink,
or something--
-Uh, no, I'm good.

You sure you got the flu, Rue?

Gia, right now I just need you

to leave me
the fuck alone, all right?

(door slams)

(indistinct chatter
on computer screen)

-(exhales)
-Narrator (on computer screen):
Previously...

Look, Nate, we all make
mistakes in life.

We hurt the ones we love.

We let down our friends,
our family.

Sometimes we do it
out of ignorance.

Sometimes it's selfishness.

I am not perfect.

You know that.

But I've spent my life
trying to do better.

You have not.

But it is my wish for you.

I don't know
how you got out of
this situation.

I know you
didn't deserve to,
but you did.

And I admire whatever it took.

I just hope it didn't teach you
the wrong lesson.

(door slams)

(liquid sloshing)

( Love Island plays indistinctly
on computer screen)

Rue:
Okay, this is gonna
sound sick,

because I'm actually
in a lot of pain right now,

due to the sheer weight
and strain on my bladder,

but, man, does this
make me miss opiates.

(groans)

Because your bladder is trained
from a very early age

not to pee whenever
it wants to,

it needs permission
from your brain.

And when you're really high,

your brain gets a little...
lazy.

Too lazy to say something.

Come on. Breathe.
(exhales)

Come on, please.
(whimpers)

It's probably why
so many drug addicts
die on toilets.

-(camera shutter clicks)
-(groaning)

(camera shutter clicks)

The truth is,
the last time
I left this room,

I didn't have
the best experience.

(breathing heavily)

(cereal clattering)

(milk pouring)

Rick:
Sleeping all day?

-It's quite the life.
-(Leslie chuckles softly)

Rue: Meet Rick.
My mom's new boyfriend.

Rue:
If you were to ask Rick
to describe himself,

he'd say he was...

"A romantic at heart.

"I'm adventurous.
I love to travel.

"I love the outdoors...

...great art, great movies,
great wine. Forever young."

(Rue, Gia chuckle)

Sorry, I'm sorry.
(chuckles)

Oh.

-I miss your dad.
-Me, too.

-Rue: So, enter Rick.
-(phone beeps)

-(phone dings)
-So...

Your mom tells me
that you have a new, uh,

"best friend."

What is that supposed to mean?

That, you know.

-(chuckles)
-You got a new best friend.

You know what, Rick?

Why don't you go fuck yourself?

How dare you speak
to someone like that?

like that?
-Who? (slurps) Rick.

-Don't be a smart-ass.
-Did I offend you?

Apologize right now.

Rue: In retrospect,
I was a little cunt-y.

-But Rick does suck,
and I was angry.
-(spoon clatters)

For a lot of reasons.

Rick, I sincerely apologize

for telling you
to go fuck yourself.

What I really meant to say
is that my mom can do better

and I hate seeing you
sit in the chair
my dad sat at.

(phone dings)

(phone bloops)

(phone bloops)

(phone bloops)

(phone bloops)

(phone bloops)

(phone bloops)

(phone bloops)

(exhales)

( Love Island plays indistinctly
on computer screen)

(indistinct conversation
on computer screen)

Rue:
If I am bipolar...

I sure as shit prefer mania
over depression.

Yo, Fez. So you know how
in every '90s thriller, right,

Morgan Freeman plays, like,
the same semi-psychic black cop.

-Yeah.
-So, I know that's
kind of racist,

but the point is,
in every movie,

he's always calmly
putting the fucking pieces
of the case together,

while everybody else around him
is fucking freaking out,

saying, "You don't know
what the fuck you're
talking about, Morgan.

"You're-- You're a fucking
bad husband.

You should fucking retire."

But no. Morgan is fucking
hyper-focused.

Because he can see beyond
the little details.

He's looking for
the big fuckin' picture.

Because all of this shit?
It's connected, Fez.

And it is way bigger
than any of us can even
fucking see.

(water sloshing)

The point is, that's me.

Right now,
that is fucking me.

I can see everything
so fucking clearly.

I know what happened,
I know why it happened,

and I know what the fuck
I'm gonna do about it.

Word.

Word.

-She can't hear me, right?
-She can't see you, either.

Okay, good,
'cause this is, like,
some real top-secret shit.

Trust me, Rue,
she not gonna gossip.

Rue (sighs):
Okay.

-Do you still have that gun?
-Fezco: What gun?

The one from the couch.

I mean, I got a couple guns.

Why do you have
so many guns?

My grandma.

That's cool.

What you worried
about my guns for?

Okay, well, I was thinking...

that maybe you could use one
to scare Nate Jacobs.

Are you serious?

I mean, I'm not
not serious.

Rue, that must be
the dumbest shit

you've said all fucking day.

You don't have to
fucking point it at him.
You could just--

You could, like--
You could flash it.

You really have lost
your fuckin' mind, Rue.

Fuck, it's a bad fucking idea,
okay?

I just was fucking
spit balling, here.

(sighs)

I mean, he fucked with me,
he fucked with Jules.

And I want fucking revenge.
Okay?

-Sorry.
-(phone dings)

Fuck. Mouse is here.

-The guy with the--
-All right, so, stay in here.
Be quiet--

Fez, I can't--
I can't stay in here.
Like, I'm really...

-Yes, the fuck you can. Shh!
-I'm not good with
awkward silences.

Be quiet.
Listen, I'm really
serious right now.

You just need to
sit your manic ass down,

and be quiet for five
fuckin' minutes, Rue.

I'm not fuckin'
playin' with you.

-Sit down
and shut the fuck up.
-(door slams)

(exhales)
Okay.

So fuckin' weird.

Voice of pill bottle:
Psst.

Psst.

Psst.

Yo, Rue.

Both (whispering):
Rue.

Rue, I'm so lonely.

(whispering):
Me, too.
Don't forget about me.

That old lady?
She doesn't even know
we exist.

All;
Rue!

Eat us all.

-Eat...
-Us...

-All!
-Eat...

-Us...
-All!

Eat us all!
Eat us all!

(door closes softly)

(sighs)

Mouse:
Yo, I'm gonna need you
to start moving some weight.

Yo, I'm just trying to keep it
low-key over here, man.

And I'm trying to make
fuckin' money.

Fezco:
Even if wanted
all this shit, bruh,

I don't got the money
for all this, man.

That's why you in luck.
I'm gonna front it to you.

Ten percent on the vig,
and I'll collect in a month.

I'm not tryin' to do
all that shit, man.

(chuckles)

I ain't asking, bruh.

Step yo shit up.

(whispering):
One, two, three,
four, five, six, seven.

One, two, three,
four, five, six, seven.

One...

(birds cawing)

-♪
-(cawing continues)

♪

Rue: The other thing
about depression

is it kind of
collapses time.

Rue, are you listening?

Rue:
Suddenly, you find your
whole days blending together

to create one endless
and suffocating loop.

So you find yourself
trying to remember

the things
that made you happy.

-Jules: Do you want
to get closer?
-Rue: Yeah.

Rue:
But slowly, your brain
begins to erase

every memory that
ever brought you joy.

And eventually,

all you can think about
is how life has always
been this way.

And will only continue
to be this way.

-( Love Island theme music play)
-Narrator (on computer):
Previously, on Love Island...

Laura (on computer):
Grab the amazing-ness

that you have with Josh
by the balls.

Rue:
I wonder if Jules
is having fun.

Announcer (over PA):
Stay clear of the tracks...

(announcement continues
indistinctly)

("Be Minez" by Amandla plays)

♪ I don't want to kid around ♪

♪ Like a man who's dying ♪

♪ Grinning at the end,
Wondering if you'll
always be mine ♪

♪ Be mine ♪

-♪ I don't wanna spite God
with my given fear ♪
-(Jules yelling)

-♪ I just want euphoria,
the more you're here ♪
-(both laughing, chattering)

TC:
Oh, I missed you!

TC:
So how are the suburbs
treating you?

-Jules:
They're claustrophobic.
-(TC chuckles)

Yeah, how do you like it?
How you doing?

I don't know.
It's been a weird,
weird-ass year.

Weird in what way?

Weird in every way.

Shit. You make some
good friends, at least?

-Yeah, I got one.
-Yeah?

But it's, like, complicated.

Oh.

Well, are you friends,
or are you a little bit more,

-like a special kind of friend?
-Both, I guess?

-Aah.
-Yeah.

Okay. What, are you
in love with him
or something?

-(chuckles) Her, not him.
-Oh!

-Ooh, a little plot twist. Okay!
-Yeah.

-No room for
hetero-normativity in here.
-My bad.

So... what?

-I don't know.
I don't know what it is.
-Yeah.

It's not, like,
great right now.

I'm not exactly, like,
in the best place.

Why? What's going on?

I came here so I wouldn't
have to think about it.

Understood.

(chuckles)

♪ What the fuck,
what the fuck ♪

Jules and TC (singing along):
♪ Feel the morning
on my face ♪

♪ Ain't a pill that
I didn't take ♪

♪ Just a lifetime,
it's been a long day ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm asleep when... ♪

Oh!

(both laughing)

♪ Camouflage ♪

♪ Don't forget your hashtag ♪

-This one?
-No, I'm one more up.

(both laughing, chattering)

♪ You're a dead man ♪

♪ You gonna run them
They don't ever run you ♪

Yo, Anna.

-Hey.
-TC: Anna,

someone I want you to meet.

Hi. I'm Jules.

I know.

-TC: Like it?
-Did y'all make these?

-TC: Our friend did.
-I mean, are you guys
gonna go out?

Uh, Anna's always trying
to put makeup on me.

-So awkward.
-(Jules chuckles)

♪ Feel the morning
on my face ♪

Jules: I remember
walking out of Sears

-with my first pair of heels
in my backpack.
-Anna: Cute.

And my heart
was fucking racing.

And I got home,
and went straight to my room,

locked the door,
put 'em on...

And, I just...

felt like...

I was collecting...

herbs, or making potions
in order to up my manna,
you know?

Like, it started with that,

and then it was clothes,
and then it was...

makeup, and eventually
hormones.

Um, I just kind of kept
leveling up.

So, what level are you at now?

I don't know.

But I definitely haven't
reached my full power.

But you date guys, right?

Date isn't really
the right word.

What she means to say
is that she's a slut.

-Jules: Fuck you!
-What, it's not an insult!

-I mean...
-But you normally
hook up with guys.

Jules:
Yeah, but...

my relationship to men
is weird.

-Anna: Like, how?
-In my head, it's like--

If I can conquer men,

then I can conquer
femininity.

Why do you need a guy
to make you feel more feminine?

Anna:
Hmm?

-We'll circle back to that one.
-(Jules chuckles)

-So have you?
-Have I what?

Conquered femininity?

Jules:
I don't know.

But, it's not like I even
want to conquer it.

It's like I want to fuckin'
obliterate it.

-And then move on
to the next level.
-Anna: Mmm.

Both:
And the next, and the next.
(chuckling)

Level up. Level up!
(laughs)

Yeah. I don't really know
what the means,
or looks like, but...

-I want it.
-TC: Queerness is infinite.

(chuckles)

Anna:
Okay, look at me.

Yeah. You look adorable.

-Stop.
-(Jules chuckles)

I'm pregnant.

What?

Are you for real
that you're 100 percent
pregnant?

Yeah.

(sighs)

I... (sighs)

I'm sorry, uh...

Are you all right?

Yeah, I'm--
I'm just a little
bit nervous.

Nervous about what?

About what you're gonna say.

You're not really
thinking about having
this kid, are you?

(Cassie sniffles)

I really love you, McKay.

Yeah, I love you, too,

but I'm doing a lot
of shit right now.

I'm in the middle
of school right now.

It's a big fuckin'
responsibility, Cassie.

What if this is what
I'm supposed to do
with my life?

What the fuck?

My parents are gonna kill me.

My coach is gonna kill me.

My parents are gonna
fucking kill me.

Fuck.

Cass, I don't even think
you wanna have this baby, okay?

It's not a-- It's not
a fuckin' fairy tale.
Like--

It may seem all cute
and cuddly to you,
but this is real shit.

I'm not even ready
to be a dad.

I don't know
if that's selfish to say
or whatever, but--

children are fuckin' scary.

You wanted to talk about it,
so here we are,
we're talking about it.

But I say we don't do it.

I'm not saying
I'm gonna have a baby.

(sniffles)

I just wanted
to dream about it
for a minute.

(exhales)

(Cassie sniffles)

(sniffles)

You'll make the best mother
on the planet one day.

-(sniffles)
-I say that without a doubt.

(breathes deeply)

-Hello?
-(man on computer
clears throat)

For some reason
your screen is black.
Should I call you back?

Man (on computer):
No, I prefer to
keep it that way.

Oh. Okay.

-You drive a hard bargain.
-(chuckles) Yeah, well,
a girl's gotta eat.

Man (on computer):
300 for thirty minutes.

-You should have
asked for more.
-Really?

Man (on computer):
Let me see your whole body.
Stand up.

Yes.
(breathes heavily)

Keep going.

Yes.

Fantastic.

(unzipping)

Are you nervous?

I-I-I... (chuckles)
I mean, I don't usually,
um... (sniffs)

undress.

Man (on computer):
But I am special. Right?

Yes.

Man (on computer):
Then say it.

You're special.

Man (on computer):
So, get undressed .

(slow breathing on computer)

Oh, wow.

(man on computer
breathing heavily)

You're beautiful.

♪ Boom, bitch,
boom, bitch ♪

♪ We on the move bitch,
ready set go ♪

♪ Ready set go,
Ready, set, go ♪

♪ Aim for the stars,
if we miss ♪

♪ We going to the moon, bitch,
ready set go ♪

♪ Ready set go,
Ready... ♪

-Can you get me
a mango La Croix?
-Nate: Um-hmm.

-And those cherry
rolling papers?
-Anything else?

-What up, Fez?
-What's up, man?

Yo, can I get, uh,
two of the rolling papers,
too, bruh?

Yo, man.

I don't know what's been
going on with you, Rue,
and Jules and shit.

But you should know,
I really do care about her.

Aren't you, like,
her drug dealer?

Nah, man.

What, are you
in a relationship?

(sniffs)
Nah, bruh, that's like,
my family.

Nate:
So it's platonic.

Look, man,

all I'm saying is,
leave her and
her friends alone.

Is that a threat?

Nah, I'm just telling you.

Nate:
Or what?

We're not gonna be
having this conversation.

Nate:
Fezco, let's get this straight.

You're, like, half a retard.

You dropped out of school
at 20, and now...

you're a gangster.

What are you, like,
fucking Tony Montana?
What's the plan? Hmm?

You gonna be living
in a mansion, fuckin'
pet tigers and shit?

Go fuck yourself.

Listen, bruh.

All I'm sayin',
you keep fuckin' with
Rue and her friends,

and I'mma kill you.

It's gonna be $5.75, playboy.

(register tape whirring)

-(car door slams)
-(engine starts)

(yells)

Rue:
An adult bladder can hold
two cups of urine.

But if you're telling
your bladder to hold off
because, say,

you're in the worst depression
of your fucking life,

your bladder will
eventually fill.

(groans, chuckles)

-(liquid sloshing)
- And what begins
to happen is...

all of the toxins
that your kidneys

have pushed into your bladder

begin to travel back
into your kidneys.

(groans)

(panting)

(whispers):
Fuck.

I know what you're thinking.
Rue, this is insane.

Don't get a kidney infection.
Walk to the bathroom.

Trust me, I'm thinking
the same fuckin' thing.

(groans)

-(giggling)
-Like a little pot?

("Reverie" by Arca plays)

(snorts)

(indistinct chatter)

(song continues)

(all laughing)

(song continues)

(song crescendos)

(rhythmic heartbeat)

(heartbeat continues)

("I'm Not in Love"
by Kelsey Lu playing)

♪ I'm not in love ♪

-Jules: You remind me of her.
-Anna: Who?

♪ So don't forget it ♪

Jules:
My best friend.

Anna:
So what's she like?

-Jules: Honestly?
Kind of a mess.
-(Jules and Anna laugh)

Anna:
So I'm a mess?

-Yeah.
-Anna: How am I a mess?

-I don't know yet.
-(Anna chuckles)

♪ Don't think
you've got it made ♪

-♪ I'm not in love, oh, no ♪
-I think I'm really high.

-(both giggling)
-♪ It's because... ♪

-Jules: Should I text her?
-Anna: No.

(both breathing heavily)

♪

(laughs softly)

You only get one more.

(panting)

(whispers):
Fuck.

(winces, then exhales)

(groans)

(panting)

(exhales)

(panting continues)

♪

(indistinct chatter)

Jules.

What are you doing here?

-Nate: You texted me.
-I did?

Did you not want me to come?

You here alone?

♪ It hides a nasty stain
that's lying there ♪

No, no, no, no, no.

♪ So don't you ask me ♪

♪ To give it back ♪

I'm scared of you, Nate.

I'm sorry. For everything.

I'm sorry for hurting you.

You...

you were the most
beautiful person that
I've ever known.

I'm Tyler. (sniffs)

-I'm the person that
you fell in love with.
-(Jules screams)

-(thuds)
-I wanna kill you.

I'm yours. I'm all yours.

♪ I'm not in love... ♪

-(slaps)
-Jules: You're a pussy.

-You're a bitch.
-(Nate coughing)

And I wish the whole
fucking world could know.

(kissing)

(song continues)

I know this isn't
gonna end well.

(song ends)

(somber music plays)

Hello?

Yeah, I'd like to
report a crime.

-(siren blaring)
-(indistinct chatter
on police radio)

(indistinct chatter on TV)

Cassie:
Mom.

I think I need your help.

Come here.

Come here. It's okay.
It's okay. I love you so much.

-(Cassie sobbing)
-(whispers): I love you so much.
You're so beautiful.

-Fezco: Fuck!
-(buzzer buzzing)

-East Highland PD!
-(banging)

-Open the door!
-Fezco: Come on, bro.

-Hurry the fuck up out there!
-(toilet flushes)

-Officer: We know
you're in there. Open up!
-Fezco: Fuck!

Goddamn it!

-Fuck, bro.
-What the fuck, man?

-Come on, bruh.
Hurry up, for real, man.
-(police yelling)

-(clattering)
-(banging on door)

-Police: Unlock the door!
Open up, now!
-(flushing)

Goddamn it!

(sniffling, shuddering)

Leslie:
Rue, what's wrong?

(sobbing)

Okay, baby. Come on.

Come on. Come on.

Rue: I had a therapist once

who said that these states
will wax and wane.

Which gave my mother relief,

because it meant that
in the bad times,

there would be good times.

But it also gave her anxiety

because it meant that
in the good times,

there would be bad times.

It always confused me,

because I didn't really
know what it meant.

(whispers):
It's okay, baby.

It's okay.

But it did sound a lot calmer

than the way
I would describe it.

I think I need to go
back on medication.

Leslie:
There you go.
How you feel? Okay?

I know you're feeling low
right now, baby.

But the fact that you
didn't turn back means
you're gettin' better.

(whispers):
It does.

It does.

Rue:
Granted, I didn't
realize until later

what waxing
and waning implied.

That these feelings
were fixed and constant

and would never end
for the rest of my life.

(wind blowing)

♪

("Every Single Night"
by Fiona Apple plays)

♪ Every single night ♪

♪ I endure the flight
of little wings ♪

♪ Of white-flamed butterflies
in my brain ♪

♪ These ideas of mine
percolate the mind ♪

♪ Trickle down my spine ♪

♪ Swarm the belly,
swelling to a blaze ♪

♪ That's where
the pain comes in ♪

♪ Like a second skeleton ♪

♪ Trying to fit
beneath the skin ♪

♪ I can't fit
the feelings in ♪

♪ Oh, every single night's
alight ♪

♪ With my brai... ♪

♪ ...ain ♪

♪ What'd I say to her,
why'd I say to her ♪

♪ What does she think of me ♪

♪ That I'm not
what I ought to be ♪

♪ That I'm what
I try not to be ♪

♪ It's got to be
somebody else's fault ♪

♪ I can't get caught ♪

♪ If what I am is what I am
'cause I does what I does ♪

♪ Then brother, get back ♪

♪ 'Cause my breast's
gonna bust open ♪

♪ The rib is the shell
and the heart is a yolk ♪

♪ And I just made a meal
for us both to choke on ♪

♪ Every single night's
a fight ♪

♪ with my brai... ♪

♪ ...ain ♪

♪ I just want to ♪

♪ Feel everything ♪

♪ I just want to ♪

♪ Feel everything ♪

LESLIE BENNETT: Last night,

I couldn't stop thinking
about the day you were born.

♪ (VOCALIZING) ♪

LESLIE:
What if I heard a voice...

♪ (VOCALIZING) ♪

Some narrator who said...

♪ (VOCALIZING) ♪

"Here's what's going to happen."

(VOCALIZING)

♪ Doing it all for love ♪

-(BREATHES DEEPLY)
-♪ Doing it all ♪

♪ Doing it al for love ♪

♪ (MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪

♪ I'm gonna disappear ♪

Obviously, there's something
wrong with her!

-(GRUNTING)
-(PANTING)

♪ (MUSIC STOPS) ♪

But all this happened
because I left.

♪ (MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪

♪ Doing it all for love ♪

♪ (TRIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYS) ♪

I love Cassie
because how relatable she was.

She's trying to find her purpose
in life.

I felt like that's
a very realistic representation

of what it's like to be a girl.

Before we went into filming,
I actually got to sit down

and build
Cassie's character book.

That is an interactive
timeline diary

of her entire life, and so,

something that happened
when she was two with her dad

will create how she reacts

when she opens
her ice-skating present

on her tenth birthday.

RUE BENNETT: Cassie's dad
always wanted her to become

-a professional ice skater.
-Wow!

RUE: But her dad
couldn't afford lessons

so he stopped encouraging her.

Cassie's father left
when she was growing up,

and she lost this man
that she looked at

as a superhero, and so,
she's always looked for

that kind of love to replace,
and Cassie feels like

she needs these men
to tell her she's beautiful,

or make her feel like
she has to accept herself.

Even though she's had...

these little things
here and there,

McKay is her first
real relationship.

You watch all these movies
and TV shows,

and your idea of what
teenage love is supposed to be,

and that's not what it is
in her life.

And she's searching for what
she's expecting it to be.

I really love you, McKay.

What if this is what I'm
supposed to do with my life?

Throughout episode seven,
you see Cassie asking herself,

"Should I tell McKay
that I'm pregnant?"

She couldn't go to her friends.
She didn't feel like--

And the one person she had there
for her was her mom.

-I think I need your help.
-MOTHER: It's okay.

Cassie realizes that maybe
her mom does know what to do,

and maybe she should listen.
Her mom was...

amazing and helpful
and there for her,

and I think that's really
important for a lot of teenagers

because they don't think
they need their parents.

I mean, I went through
so many things myself

where I'm like,
"Oh, I know what's what.

I don't need my mom." And I wish
I would have gone to her first

without making
different decisions that I did.

I'm so proud to be a part
of this show

because as an actor, you dream

of these very gritty,
realistic roles,

and I feel that
Euphoria has that.

Being on a show that represents
so many different people,

I hope that people
find themselves

in these different characters
and know that they're not alone.

♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪