What are you smiling about?
Tell me.
Penny for your thoughts?
I kissed Emily.
Where?
Duh, on the lips.
What's wrong?
Penny for your thoughts?
What's wrong?
You kissed the wrong girl.
[boy screams]
Help!
Help!
[grunting]
Help!
Please, help!
Please!
[Scott]Crush. Webster's Dictionary's
fourth definition for the word
describes it as an intense
and usually passing infatuation.
Obviously, they leave
out the crazy parts.
[alarm beeping]
[crowd cheering]
[whistle blows]
Let's go!
Let's go.
Let's go, Scott!
[grunts, whistle blows]
Scott!
[groaning]
Get them
out of here, man.
Yellow card.
Scott, you all right?
I'm good.
Let's go. Come on!
I'm open. Pass the ball!
How's the knee?
Yeah, good.
Cool, cool.
You going
to Brock's party?
Yeah, definitely.
I'll see you there, man.
I'd like to order delivery.
[grunting]
[Scott] I told you
i was coming.
Just making sure.
[coughs]
Assholes.
You can thank Jules.
It was her idea.
You're still assholes.
[dance music]
Hey, Karen.
Have you seen Jules?
No, sorry.
Shit.
What are you
doing up here?
I'm just keeping
my eye on you.
They're pulling him
out of the car.
He looks so hot.
Who... who said that?
Stop.
Oh, he's talking
to Karen.
You know she's
completely
over the freaking
moon for you.
No, she isn't.
You're oblivious.
You didn't have
to abduct me.
I was coming anyways.
You liar.
Psycho.
Valid.
[girls laughing in hall]
Come on.
You know, i was just going
to order pizza and pass out at home.
[laughing]
Yeah, i knew it.
No, you didn't.
I freaking knew it.
Don't say that word.
What?
I don't care what you say.
I'm bringing it back.
You know i would have
come over if it was pizza.
Backyard is
off limits, guys.
Our bad.
- Hey.
- Hey.
You should have
passed the ball.
We won, right?
You know i'm faster
than you, so...
so next time,
just pass it.
You won't
get lucky again.
Is that right?
Guys, please don't.
[chatting]
Okay, here we go.
Here we go.
Oh, here we go!
Here we go.
Go!
[Scott yells]
Scott!
Jesus, Scott!
Scott, are you okay?
What happened?
My knee.
Can you sit up?
Can you move?
[Scott groaning]
[Velcro]
You should take it easy
on the running.
Didn't the doctor say
it would take two years
for the ligaments
to fully heal?
What's it been,
six months?
I need to get
back on the field
if i want to get
a scholarship.
Your mom and i
can pay for school.
You mean you
can pay for it.
Are you going
to make your move?
Checkmate.
[woman, reading]
Tonight i was not so mutinous.
Nor so miserable.
My Sisera lay quiet
in the tent, slumbering.
And as his pain ached
through his slumber,
something like an angel,
the ideal, knelt near.
It's clear that some
of you liked Villette.
And some of you thought
it was far too long
to actually read it.
Nice job, Bess.
Okay. Please try to read something,
anything
over the summer.
[bell rings]
[yells]
[both gasp]
Sorry, are you
all right?
Yeah. Yeah,
my fault.
Sorry, again.
Hey, Bess.
Hello.
Was that that soccer kid?
Scott something?
Scott Norris.
He's cute.
Was he the guy
who got drunk one night
and blew out his knee?
Wasn't his fault.
Well, whose fault was it?
[man] Is that you, Andie?
Yeah, David.
Could you come
back here for one second?
Hey, what are you
doing back here?
Checking inventory.
Are you hiding
from Bess?
No, i would never
hide from Bess.
Why would you think that?
She's just shy, cause, you know,
she's new to town.
She probably misses
her old one.
Trust me, i know
the feeling.
You do?
Mm-hmm.
Don't tell me you're missing
Ball-sac-ramento.
You have a nice laugh.
You should try it more often.
I should get back out there.
Okay.
Hey, your friend
Jeffrey is back again.
He's not my friend.
See you tomorrow, Andie.
Bye.
See you, Bess.
[Andie reads]
I want to sit next to you.
I want to be your friend.
I want to be as important
to you as she is.
What is this?
It's called
Notes to Crushes.
Seems a little weird.
I mean, i should know.
I did so much weird
stuff in High School.
Like what?
[laughs]
I waited for guys
outside their home.
I sent them anonymous
love letters.
I even made friends
with their girlfriends
to see what they liked
about them.
Brian Solverson
was my big crush.
When i get a crush,
it's bad.
Me, too.
Just remember,
there's a fine line
between cute and creepy.
[gate opens]
Looking for this?
[gasps]
Jules!
What are you doing here?
Just waiting for you
to stop being weird.
You're the one
hiding out on my porch.
Stop. You know
what i mean.
Look, i just really need to focus
on getting back
on the field right now.
Nothing's going to happen.
I just want to talk like we used to.
I promise.
I lied.
[Mike]
Scotty?
Shh, my dad is here.
Shh! I know what you...
Shh!
Ow! Come on!
[Mike]
You want some food?
Stop, stop, stop.
I think we should stop.
Are you sure?
No...
Yes, i'm sure.
[cell phone buzzes]
That's... just so you
know what you're missing.
Jules...
[door shuts]
Hey, Jules.
Wait up.
[sighs]
I just...
I need you, Jules.
As a friend.
And i can't handle
screwing that up right now.
Okay, i get it.
Thank you.
I promise that's the last time
i kiss you first.
Hey, Bess.
How do you know
where i live?
I have my ways.
Have you been
following me home?
Where's your family
What do you mean?
I've been here,
let's just say awhile.
There are no lights.
My parents
are travel writers.
They spend their summers
researching cities.
Cool.
Party at your house.
They'll be back soon.
I made you a mix.
I don't like
the music you listen to.
You don't know the music
that i listen to.
Just take it.
[closes door firmly]
[grunts]
How long you been
standing there?
I just got here.
Thanks for the help, man.
You looked like you had it.
You done already?
Yeah.
- Any pain?
- Nope.
Good morning.
Hey dad, "His Girl
Friday" is playing
at the Tivoli tonight.
You want to go?
I need to catch up
on work tonight.
What, you love that movie.
You're the reason i love that movie.
I'd like to go...
Sure.
[grunts]
I'm so sorry.
You all right?
You okay?
You seem okay.
Do you... do you
go to Highland?
I'm in your English class.
Oh, sorry.
What's your name?
Bess.
I'm Scott.
I know.
What are you...
what were you listening to?
Yeah, that's cool.
I should get going.
Well, what were
you listening to?
You like it?
It's Mighty Hands.
I love it.
Yeah?
It was nice
to meet you, Bess.
See you around.
Hey, Scott.
[clears throat]
Hey, Scott.
Hey, Scott.
Hey, Bess, right?
Hey, Scott.
Did you read my post?
What post?
We should probably head inside.
Okay.
Hey, Scott!
I thought you hated
anything black and white.
Not true.
Thank you.
And you stand
there bellyaching
about whether you catch
a eight or nine o 'clock train
I never figured
it that way.
You're still a doll-faced hick,
that's why.
You can't move the desk.
There are cops outside.
We'll lower it out the window.
Quit stalling.
Come on, start
pounding out a lead.
How much do you want?
All you got.
Give me Duffy!
Can i call the mayor
a bird of prey?
Call him what you like.
Give him the works.
Hello, Duffy! Get set!
[squeaks]
Scott?
Okay, i liked it.
Liar.
No.
Well. You want me
to walk you home?
No, i'm all right.
You sure?
Yeah. Bye.
Bye.
[door closes]
[cell phone message beep]
[scoffs]
[squeaks]
Hey, Jeffrey.
You want to get
some food?
Yeah, sure.
David, we're okay to close up
without Bess, aren't we?
Yes.
Bess, go on.
[Jeffrey] You want one
from the margarita side
or one from the pepperoni side?
I'm not hungry.
Yeah, me, neither.
[both grunting]
Scott Norris thinks
you're a freak.
Everyone does,
except for me.
You don't get to choose
who you like.
I know.
What makes you think
it's referring to me?
Right.
It could be worse.
It could be on the inside.
You think this is funny?
Just tell me the truth.
Did you do this?
You think i wrote this?
Are you insane?
Come on, you're always doing
weird stuff like this, Jules.
Jules...
Just go.
Hey, Scott, large drip?
Yep, thanks.
Scott!
Oh, hey, Miss Brown.
You're not in my class anymore.
You can call me Nancy.
You know i could tell
you didn't read Villette.
Yes, i did.
You don't think i've read
the Cliff Note answers?
Then why did you give me an A?
An A minus.
Sorry, i haven't had
a lot of time with rehabbing the knee.
No, i know.
I get it.
I see you run by my apartment
every morning.
I know how hard
you've been working.
You know, you should
really read Villette
when you get a chance
this summer.
It's one of my
favorite books.
I mean, the way the ending is
so ambiguous,
whether they get together
or not or even if he lives.
Well, what do you think
happens in the end?
I think he lives.
I believe in hopeful endings.
I'll read it.
I promise.
Yeah? Well, give me
a call when you do.
I'd like to know
what you think.
Oh, hey,
Beth, right?
It's Bess, with an s.
Sorry. Yeah, Bess.
See you around.
Are you really
going to call her?
What?
You run by my house
everyday, too.
You know, i got
an anonymous love letter.
It talked about how
i'm not just an athlete.
How i'm different,
but no one sees it.
That i'm misunderstood.
Well, you know what?
It's wrong.
And i hope whoever
wrote that letter understands
and realizes to stay
away from my friends.
I'll see you around.
You're wrong.
You're talented.
You are different.
You're an artist.
Did you pick that
out of the trash?
Just stop, please.
Crushes suck, huh?
It's good
to be realistic.
You can't wait around
on someone.
You might miss
the real thing.
I'm going to go
open up the store.
Oh, my God.
That was excruciating.
Don't say anything, please.
I mean, you don't know what it's like.
What? I do.
A little bit.
[knocking sound]
[knocking continues]
[inaudible]
Who?
Can you just forgive me
for this, please.
[inaudible]
You're my best friend.
You stupid bitch.
[sighs]
Hey.
What are you doing here?
I don't know.
I was just watching you.
For how long.
Mmm, long enough.
Can i... can i
make a confession?
I hired you because i thought
you were cute.
Is that sexist?
Um, yeah.
Yeah, it kind of is.
That's okay.
[shouts]
Scott!
Yeah, no,
I'm fine. I'm fine.
You're not fine.
You don't have
your brace.
You don't have
a spotter.
No, that had nothing
to do with it.
It has everything
to do with it.
I thought i...
I honestly don't know
what happened.
It's good, Coach,
it's good.
Solid, there's
nothing wrong.
I'm sorry, son.
What do you mean
you're sorry?
Go home.
I promised your dad.
I know you heard.
Coach Evans called.
You don't even come
to my games.
You have no right to strike
a deal with him,
or to judge
how hurt i am.
I don't want you
running for awhile.
Soccer isn't the only thing
you're good at.
What else
am i good at, dad?
You're smart, Scott.
Whether you know it or not.
Your mom and i
both think so.
You want to talk
about mom,
then let's really
talk about her.
She left us both, dad.
What?
[knocking]
Jules!
[frantic knocking]
[knocking]
Jules!
What the hell
is wrong with you?
Do you even know
what you're doing?
Sometimes i... i just
can't help myself.
A normal person
doesn't act like this.
Can you get that
into your head?
Don't talk to her
that way.
Stop, Jeffrey.
Yeah, stay out of this.
You don't get it.
I get that she's better
than that bitch, Jules.
Jeffrey.
[Jeffrey groans]
Just get out!
Now!
[Andie]
Hey...
Scott Norris
was looking for you.
I know.
I've seen you.
[whispers]
You make it look so easy.
What are you talking about?
I've seen you
with David.
What are you doing?
Waiting for a cab.
I'll be back Monday.
Sure.
It came up last minute.
Call your Coach.
What? Why?
Just call him.
I'll see you Monday.
One more time.
Your dad seems to be against
you playing.
So if he's asking me to give
you another chance...
Get the hell away.
Just wait.
You want to get rid of me?
Fine, you win.
I will stay away from you.
I didn't send it,
i swear.
Well, who did?
Your secret admirer?
Yes!
You're not that special.
Just... where are you going?
Are you going
to Brock's party?
Jules, you don't
have to go.
I'm not going to play
some victim
holed up
in her bedroom.
No, Jules, just stay here
for a second
and talk to me.
[inaudible dialog]
[gasps]
Damn.
God, you scared me.
Thanks.
You're Bess, right?
You were
in my math class.
How come you always
wear black and white?
It's too difficult to think
about all the other colors.
Thanks for the tissue.
Why were you crying?
Lots of reasons.
I know that feeling.
I think i need
a drink.
Hey...
thanks for coming
up here.
Are you doing okay?
As long as i keep
my head buried in this glass.
I'm getting
another drink.
[Brock] Hey.
Hi.
You doing okay?
I've been better...
Broccoli.
You know, i can't believe
he did that to you.
Makes me glad
he blew out his knee.
Um, i need to lay down.
Okay, do you want me to...
No, i'm fine.
[muffled screams]
[screams]
[pants roughly]
[coughing]
Are you sure you're going
to be okay?
How could Bess
do something like that?
She's insane.
I'm sorry.
I thought
she would stop,
but she's out of control.
We should go to the police.
I didn't see anything
and i've been drinking.
They're not
going to believe me.
Then i'm going to take care
of this, okay?
I'm not going to let her hurt
you again.
What are you
going to do?
I'll think
of something.
I need to lie down.
I'll be fine.
[brakes screeching, crash]
Shit, shit.
Are you all right?
I think so.
I think i slid just in time.
I'm...
I'm so sorry.
I'm fine. Seriously.
At least
it's not bleeding.
Seriously, i'm okay.
I can't say the same
for my bike.
Oh, God.
Shit.
Take this.
Thank you.
Um, let me take you
to the hospital.
No, it's okay.
Really.
Let me at least
take you home.
Okay.
I'm Scott, by the way.
Andie.
Thanks.
So, thanks
for dropping me off.
Yeah, sure. Are you sure
you're okay?
Yeah, i think
everything is in place.
This is still bleeding.
Just let me take you
to the hospital, please. - No.
It's fine, really.
I have a first aid kit inside.
Well, then at least
let me help you.
Okay, come on.
Put your leg
up on the table.
I could do this myself.
I have scars
all over my legs.
Trust me,
you don't want one.
And if you don't
clean it properly,
it will scar.
Okay, i trust you.
[gasps]
Sorry.
Almost done.
All right.
Better?
Good.
I'm going to go
put this away.
Thank you.
Yeah.
Oh, nice chess board.
It's just like the one in your kitchen.
What?
No, i um... i got to go,
actually,
I have company.
Yeah, it's a man.
I got to go, mom.
I love you, too.
Bye.
Oh, God.
Oh, God.
We need to talk.
About what?
Where are your parents,
really?
What are you
talking about?
I looked them up on amazon.
They weren't there.
Travel writers?
That sounds so fake.
Are you crazy?
Are you?
Hey, guys.
Oh, what happened to your eye?
He's fine.
Okay.
We're just unpacking.
Do you want to invite your friend in, Bess?
Can we be alone, mom?
Okay.
Do you like it?
I wish i had more time
to make everything perfect, but...
[screaming]
Stupid bitch.
You have to let me go.
What's wrong
with you?
It's okay. I use this sometimes
to calm myself.
[groans]
Your dad, he left
a message.
He said he landed safely.
You texted
him back, "Cool. "
I like this phone so much better
than your other one.
If it makes you
feel any better,
I would have helped
you cover it up.
You mean...
you were going
to help me cover up
murdering my parents?
Yeah.
I'm sorry for all the mean things
i say to you sometimes.
You can say whatever you
want to me.
You're a good friend,
Jeffrey.
Anything but that.
Okay, but are you going
to be able to handle that?
Uh-huh.
So you'll stop
doing weird things?
Mm-hmm.
Like following me.
You will, like you'll stop
following me around.
Yeah.
So you've never done anything
weird before?
Bye, Jeffrey.
[Andie] Hey. I forgot a few
things last night.
Let me guess.
Notes to Crushes?
I know it hurts when
things don't work out.
I loved a boy
in school.
Brian Solverson.
Yeah.
He had no idea who i was.
He died never knowing
i existed.
He died?
But i promised myself that i would
never let that happen again
if i found someone
like him.
Have you found
someone like him?
I think so.
David's nice.
I like him.
Can you close up?
Sure.
I'll be at home
if you need me.
You know, you remind me
of myself in high school.
[shouts in pain, moans]
[knocking]
[moaning in pain]
Hey, missed you
at the store.
I'm sorry for just
showing up like this.
You haven't been
returning my calls, so i...
I just... i can't
do this, David.
What did i do wrong?
Tell me. Tell me what
i did wrong.
No, it's me.
Please don't say that.
Everywhere i go, i find someone,
and then i lose them.
I just want this time
to be different.
It will be different.
I... i just want to talk.
Andie, i promise you
i will not give up.
I believe in this.
I believe in us.
It would have been so much
easier if it was you.
[gasping]
[gasping, crying]
No, this isn't for you.
This is for you.
People are going to start
looking for me soon.
My dad's going
to be home.
True. But they're
not going to think
to look for you
in my basement.
I'm nothing special.
I'm not worth all of this!
You are wrong!
Bess was right.
I want you to draw me
like you drew her.
I wasn't drawing Bess.
Who were you drawing?
That teacher?
I want you to draw me
like you drew her.
If you do it,
i'll let you go.
Okay. Okay.
[moaning, gasping]
[shouting, crying]
[screams]
[both screaming]
[shouting in pain]
I told you
i'd let you go.
I'm done.
So do you like it?
Can i go?
What?
Please don't do this.
Do it again.
[screams]
[Scott grunting]
Bess, call 911.
Are you okay?
What's going on?
Call 911.
[screams]
Call 911.
Just dial it.
emergency.
Andie, what's going on?
- 911.
- Go Bess!
I tried to help you.
Go Bess, run!
Go, Bess, go!
No!
[screaming, banging]
Bess.
Shut up, Brian!
Fuck you!
Bess, wake up.
Thanks, both of you.
[sirens approaching]
[Jeffrey] Hey.
What are you
doing here?
Somebody just told me
to show up.
You want to sit and wait
until they get here?
Sure.
Secret admirer, huh?
Yeah, i guess.
How come you're not
at the party?
I have to study
for a history test.
Besides, i'm not really
a party person.
What are you
working on?
Come on.
[sighs] Well...
I'm trying to get
into art school.
Hello Sophie, i'm Robert Graham.
You can step outside,
thanks.
Or do you prefer Andie?
Or Mary?
I'll be taking
your case.
Nancy Brown woke
from her coma,
so that's some good news.
Bad news, though, she identified you
as her attacker.
What i've gotten from others,
this started with Brian Solverson.
He died in high school
from an accidental drowning.
No...
So it wasn't an accident.
No, it didn't start
with him.
So who did it
start with then?
Help!
Can you put the book down
and look at me?
I'm trying to help you.
This is important.
Take your time.
You're going
to be here for while.
I really don't stay
in one place too long.