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First Girl I Loved (2016)
Are you kidding me?
Mijo... Mijo... No, Abuela, I have to go to school. Shut up. Abuela, I was talking to the phone. Hello! Yo! What's good? Oh, damn! What do we have here? A new bike! Chromoly frame. Matte black finish. Okay, let me see this. Oh, damn. Yo, it's smooth. Shopkeeper: Okay. Okay. Okay. I got it. I got it. Anne? No... Putahombre... What happened? I think Abuelita threw away all the corkscrews. She's trying not to drink so much. So, should we go buy one? Oh, fucking pain, man, all the way to the store? So I'm just supposed to sit here and not drink this bottle of four-dollar wine? Well... Jesus Christ! No! No. Let's just get a pen. Let's just get a pen and push the cork down. Cliff, do you have a pen? We can push it down... No, that's stupid. It'll just taste all Corky. Doing something stupid? Rule number one, don't do stupid things. So what's the occasion? Oh, I just wanted to talk about things. Yeah? You know, I've actually heard quite a few things in my time. Oh! What? Oh my god, no! Cliff! No. The glass, cliff. What? It'll get all ground up in the wine. See? Hm. We just need something that's going to take it off clean. Oh, shit... Whoaaa... Cliff. What? One, two, three, ready? All right, cliff, I am scared. One... Two... Don't do it. Seriously, don't do it. Shit. I'm gonna do it. Okay, cliff, I think this is a really bad idea... Um... what's a Chromoly frame? I just explained it to you. Oh, please, tell me what a Chromoly frame is. Look, I tried... I tried to understand, I just... You just didn't know how to articulate it to me. I know you're doing that thing. What thing? The thing where you see how many times I'll repeat myself. Oh, fuck, man! Now speaking of things what were you going to tell me? Just hold on, you're being way too loud. Oh, come on. I thought you had some great news or some shit. No. Okay... The other night I went to... I went to cover a game. Uh huh. Um... fuck, this is so weird. Um... Sorry, it's just like all of a sudden my heart's just like, Ba-dum, Ba-dum, Ba-dum. Uh... you're my best friend and I'm really worried that you're going to think differently of me. And I don't know what I would do without you. I, um... I like... I like... I like somebody or whatever. Oh, yeah? Yeah. Damn. I mean, you're a great friend and all, but I kinda got a girlfriend right now... Don't be dumb. You're fuckin' dumb. Please. Seriously, can we be serious for a second? Oh, wow, all right. All right. All right. All right. Anne, come here. Look. Seriously, okay? What's good? Do you know Sasha Basaez? Hm, no. Who's he? Sasha Basaez. Sounds like some dumb-ass baseball player or something. That's actually a really good guess. Oh my god, he is? Oh, so good! Except it's... softball, not baseball. Mom! I'll be back. Anne. Where are you going? Oh wow! What happened to your head? Sorry. That came out wrong. They're pretty. I have to go do a project. Where? Mom, it's right there. Well, why is this the first time I'm hearing about a project? It's this thing. It's on acids and bases, it's due tomorrow. Actually, no, no, it was due today, but my stupid lab partner didn't have her thing done. So it's already going to be a whole letter-grade off. Every second that I'm standing here makes the likelihood of us finishing on time go down just... just that much more. Okay. If you keep your pants on, I'll drive you. Ten minutes. No, mom! I have to go to school 'cause I left my bike there like an idiot. Can I just go? Mom! Before it gets dark, please. Why do I feel like you're lying to me? Huh? Why am I getting that feeling? Uh! Because the world is out to get you and it's a big fucking conspiracy. Anne, you know, you sound like a dummy when you talk like that? Kids your age use curse words like a crutch. Obscenities belie an inarticulateness that characterizes your entire generation... And if you ask me... The way you talk is so annoying. Hm, that's not a very nice thing to say. All right, we've got five answers to choose from. Five answers, where do we start on a question like this? Anybody? Anybody. Somebody. In the middle? In the middle. Thank you. Hey, mom! Hey, honey! I'm gonna hop in the shower! Also, my friend's coming over. Okay! I got it! Hi. Hey! Uh, I'm really sorry I'm late. I didn't know where you lived, so I parked somewhere else really far away. I dunno, I was gonna walk, but it's like why walk anywhere, I have my own car, right? Right. Hello. Oh, this is Anne. Uh, she's from yearbook. We're doing a project. Oh! Are you from the school yearbook? Mom, I just said that. Andi! You should ask her how she's able to balance school and athletics. 'Cause most kids can't do that... but this one can pull it off. Top 15% of her class! Oh my god. Andi! What! I'm outside! Did you buy superfoods? Uh, yes, I bought the superfoods. Thank you. Fifteen percent of her class! Okay, bye! Bye! Your mom's awesome. Yeah. Uh, come on in. Sorry, it's like really messy. Oh, my house is a lot messier than this. You're like the first friend I've had over in like months. Besides Amanda panda, Trisha and Lexi, but they're just like, whatever. And I guess, "friend," I don't know if I would... You know what I mean. Uh, yeah. Um, it's just so busy. I never get to just like you know what I mean? Definitely. Sorry. You probably think I'm like, wah! Or something. Oh, I'm going to get a superfood, do you want one? Okay? It must be, like, really cool, like, getting to do what you do. What? What do I do? You know, get to learn about people and stuff. No, I'm sitting in front of a computer doing boring layout stuff. Like, you're the coolest girl in the school. Oh my god, no. I'm so lame. What? No. One, you're like the star athlete. Two, you're really good at school, right? I mean, you're in the... you're in the top 15% of your class. Yeah. Uh, so was I supposed to do anything for this? I have, like, never been interviewed before, so. It's... it's really easy. Uh, okay. Question one... Oh my god, I'm so scared. Why? I don't know, what if I say the wrong thing? We'll start with an easy one. A softball, if you will. Oh, I can definitely talk about softball. No, it's not... Never mind. How old are you? Eighteen? Yeah. Eighteen. So you're a senior? Yep. Okay.... Do you have a boyfriend? Um... Uh... This is one of the... The standard questions. Right. Um... no. No boyfriend for me. You just like... You don't have the time or...? Ha. I'm getting really nervous. No. Yeah, of course. Of course. Um, let's shift gears. Let's just... shifting gears. Here's a great one. Okay. If you could have dinner with anyone, living or dead, with whom would it be? I don't know. Oh, Michael Jackson? Or no. That's stupid. Um, say I said... Teddy Roosevelt. Teddy Roosevelt. Whenever you can. I don't know what's good for you. Oh, no. It gives me a reason to get out of practice early. I'll just tell them we have some follow-up questions or whatever. They basically let me do whatever I want. Because you're a goody-goody. No, I'm not. "No, I'm not." You're so mean! I'm sorry. I know. That's a really bad habit. No, I... I like when you do it. I don't know why. Are you sure you don't want a ride to your car? Canoga's like super sketch. Been workin' out. Oh. Promise you won't get raped and get aids and die? I promise. Okay. Well... bye. And good bye to you! Should we do it like they do in Europe? How do they do it in Europe? Oh. Wait. Let me try again. Oui, oui, oui. Nice. Would you like a cigarette? Would you like a cigarette? Cigarette! Okay. Uh, I'm going now. Okay. Bye. Bye. Bye. Bye. Bye. Hey. I'm bored. Entertain me. Do be do, do be do, waaaa! I can totally imagine you singing that right now. Regionals, we're going to win for sure. It's more state I'm worried about. Is it weird that I'm worried about it too? I don't even like sports. Getting to state is everything I've been practicing for since forever. But now if we lost I wouldn't even care. Except we wouldn't get to miss school. Do you think you'll play softball in college? Do you think you'll play football in college? Do you think you'll do synchronized swimming in college? is really hard. Don't knock it. One time I tried to do one of those twirly upside-down things in a pool and inhaled a big gulp of water and passed out. One time I wasn't supposed to go to batting practice but I went anyway. It was right after I'd already messed up my shoulder and I popped my shoulder out of its socket. How come you're only now taking the sats? Did you take the sats when you were 12? Do you have any brothers or sisters? Nope. /yep. What do you want to be when you grow up? Sometimes I think I want to be a teacher, for really little kids. I want to live in an apartment in New York City and have a job where I take the subway to get there and have to change lines. It doesn't matter what I'm doing... What if your job is... I guess it has to be creative. You're so creative. You're gonna be an artist. And smoke a ton of cigarettes. By the way, that's gross. I know. I'm trying to quit. I have to go play this game, one sec. Take your base. Go, Sasha! Alright, Sasha! Come on, you got this! Three on. Ball one! Ball two. Let's go, ladies! Ball three! Sasha! Sasha Basaez... Sounds like some dumbass baseball player or something. That's actually a really good guess. Oh my god, he is? Oh, so good! Except it's softball... Not baseball. Shit... yo, you know shit about sports, bro. Girls play softball, Anne. How do you not know this? I thought you were supposed to be like some genius or some shit. I'm not a genius. Ah, damn, I know. I'm sorry. I hate it when you call me that. I know. My bad. That's my bad. No, Anne, Anne, Anne... That's my bad, okay? I'm sorry. Come here. Come here. All right, so tell me how... How you got to kick it with this dude who's on the baseball team. So you know senior goodbyes? No, I'm in yearbook and I've never heard of senior goodbyes. Okay. Obviously. So Sasha Basaez bought a senior goodbye. Uh... and you wanted to do him because he looked good in a pic, is that why? I know it's so lame. I... I took a camera along to a game and I acted like I had to be there for like "official yearbook"... Oh, no, no, no, no. What a stalker, bro. It's not exactly "stalker". "Not exactly stalker"? You hit him with the cam. No! Okay. It's kind of stalker. But we were talking after the game and I pretended like I had to do an interview. Did you guys fuck or...? No. Jesus. You know I've never done that with anybody. I'm not like you. Kiss or...? No, we talked for like two seconds. But, seriously, I've never felt like this before. Just like... It's just like what're we doing here? Anne, what are we doing here? Look, you can't tell me about you and this other guy, okay? I'm sorry, that's... That's just the way it is. Okay. Uh, just... Here's where it gets kind of... You know... you know, right? Know what? Oh, come on, you're gonna make me say it? You know! Okay, uh, just, look, let me finish my story? Okay, can you please... Can you please just not... Can you not say anything for a second? Please, please, just don't say anything. You don't really like this guy, do you? Um... Shh. Never mind. Don't answer that. Who is that? Nobody. Uhm? Do you want me to pause it? Hey! Hey. Are you okay? No. What's wrong? I don't know. Sorry I'm bothering you. No. I just totally let everyone down. Oh, no. I was feeling guilty 'cause I said I didn't care about any of it anymore. And then... I shouldn't have swung but I swung anyway 'cause I thought... It's okay. It's okay. I'm so sure everything is okay. But I swung anyway 'cause I thought... I don't know, I wasn't thinking. - I wasn't playing smart. - Sorry... I'm sure I sound so pathetic right now. Can I tell you something? What? I don't have a car. What do you mean? Remember I said I parked... far away. It's 'cause I walked. So then why? I was trying to impress you. I kind of thought something was up. I know. I kind of felt like you knew, too. Le cigarette? Cigarette? Oh, oui, le cigarette! Would you like a cigarette? Oh, but of course, I smoke le cigarette all the time. No! Cool bike. Go fuck yourself. Dude, I was trying to compliment you. Dude, why do you make it so hard to be your friend? You don't want to be my friend. You want to call me a dyke, which is so dumb 'cause I'm not even gay. And I know why you do it and you know that I know. So don't even pretend. Wait. Hold up. Pause. Pause, pause, pause. You're not gay anymore? Hey, look, I just want to know, okay? Please get out of my way. I'm just trying to collect all the facts here. Okay, here's a fact: You're a homophobic asshole. Anne. Anne, come on. You really think that? Listen, this is obviously hard for you. So if you need to cry again, like last time, this is a safe space. Go ahead. Hm. Just doesn't have that kid brother ring, huh? Jesus. What do you want? I'm declaring a truce. Then why'd you steal my bike? What? Don't be stupid. Dude, I really don't know what you're talking about. 'Cause you're an idiot. Or a liar, or both. Jesus! Lady, I didn't steal your precious dyke. What'd you say? Aw, come on. Mr. Maldonado... I know Julie doesn't work there any more... Mr. Maldonado, can I talk to you for a second? But I... but I explained to her our printing situation. Can I please talk to you for a second? I'm so sorry. Can you give me one second? Is this about you and cliff? In a manner of speaking, yes. But it's... it's less about us than it is just about generally not letting people get away with that kind of thing. Okay, let me stop you. I don't know what kind of drama you guys have going on right now, but I feel like it's better if you leave me out of it. I mean, I'm not trying to be insensitive, okay, I'm not. But I just feel like I would only be a temporary solution, okay? Do you feel me? Cliff! Yeah? Stop being annoying. Hello? You still...? I'm so sorry. Um, it's really about the... You know, if you just apologize to me we could end this. Me apologize to you? Hello? Yes, this is she. Uh huh. Really? Well, what did he do to her? Well, I don't think she'd hit her boyfriend for no reason. Again, ordinarily we'd let the student finish out the day... and not involve the parent, parents, parent in your case. But there was a violence element involved so we did have to go ahead and ask that you come collect Anne for the day. Of course. Um, Ms. Wiggins? Yes? Is it, uh... is it cool if I go to the nurse now? Go ahead. Thankfully no one was seriously hurt. Again, uh, that's a good thing. I just don't like doing this. I'd rather have the student finish off the day but, you know, because there was a violence element involved and the official protocol, um, is to call the parent when there is a violence element, regardless of the level of the violence element. Oh my god, just stop saying "violence element". Uh, I'm sorry, Anne... I'm just saying nothing happened. You're a Chatsworth valley panther. Don't forget that. Anne, apologize right now. Anne. Sorry. It's okay. Temperatures are running high right now so I do understand that. Though, again, the incident itself was a very serious offence. So, I think it's appropriate that Anne be suspended from school for the next three days. Wait. What? Anne... Will you tell me what's wrong? I can tell something's wrong. Did you guys break up or something? No, mom! I told you before that he's not my boyfriend! Okay! Then what can I do, honey? I don't... I mean, you could start by chilling the fuck out. Make sure you bring that back. Yeah, I will. Sorry. Please. I'm just going to yearbook. Up this way. Why are you talking to me like this? 'Cause everything's about you, isn't it? I thought you were in some big hurry. Fine. If you won't talk to me, I'm calling Dr. bowman. Fine. You know, let's do it. Let's spend a hundred dollars an hour so I can cry to brilliant Dr. bowman about my poor Putika Madre 'cause I'm just so sad! What does that mean? What? What does that mean? What you just said. Anne, I know what Madre means, what does Putika mean? Hm? It means like... Means like little bitch, little whore, it's like... I'm sorry. Are you going to yearbook, too? Yep. Great. I guess I'll just keep following you then. Hold up, pause, pause, pause. Uh, we should... You're Sasha Basaez. Yeah. You're gonna see Anne. How did you know that? Did she say something about me? You're really pretty. Ms. totally checking herself out... Oh my god, hi! Hey! How's you? How are you? How are you, Sasha? Good. Good. How's you? Good. I'm good. Okay. We should... Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. So, hey, I, uh... I have a humble request of you. Yeah? Can I stay at your place? Um, I just like really don't want to go home tonight. Yeah. Sure. You look awesome. Yeah? I don't know. I wish I was like... Like that, you know. Instead it's like... buhhh. What? No. Here, put this on right now. Here, put this on. Put it on, seriously. Whoa. Hm. Do I look stupid? You look amazing. It's depressing me how good it looks. Oh, I don't know. That weird girl is like wearing the exact same one. Who? Er, no. Don't look at her. Just... It's that girl. I don't know. She's kind of weird. Oh, guess who asked me out today? Who? Cliff Martinez. What? He was just like, "hey, you're pretty. You want to go get frozen yogurt?" I, uh, didn't know that you guys knew each other. Hm. You're not mad, are you? Or, do you like him? Hey, I was supposed to drop this off. Oh, I'll take care of it. Thank you. Hey, cliff! What's good, Mr. Q? Come here, let's talk. Yeah, I just gotta, um, go live my life. No, no, no. It's not a debate. Let's go. What? Why? Oh, because I like you. I want to see you succeed. Oh, gross! You like "like" me? Oh, I like you so much. Here, take a seat. Ooh, and you're all touching me and stuff? This how you talk to the other kids? Aw, I don't really talk to the other kids. I don't really like them. Shit... Um, no. Those go off. So, uh... tell me, what'd you do? What? Come on. I know this whole thing's your fault. I'm gonna let that one go 'cause I like you. Come on, man. Listen, my back is killing me. I wanna go home, you wanna go home. Can we just cut the crap, you tell me what's going on? Dude, why do you care so much? Well, why do you care about Anne so much? Dude, why you always gotta be answering a question with a question, man? That's what they teach me in guidance counselor school. Yeah? Come on. Tell me. Between you and me. Come on. It's just like, it's like there's no way she'll forgive me. Forgive you for what? I mean, not "forgive" 'cause I didn't do anything. Well, have you ever thought of saying sorry for this mysterious thing that you can't tell me about? Kinda. "Kinda". So, no. Dude, whatever you did that you think you can't come back from, you probably can. Never underestimate the human capacity for forgiveness. What? All right. All right, yo, Mr. Q, you gotta keep this on the low, okay? You gotta promise. Okay. Yeah, listen, whatever you say in this room stays in this room. You swear? I swear. I need you to swear on your mother. Honestly. Honestly, I swear on my mother. Sit down and tell me what's going on. You don't really like this guy, do you? Um... Sh. Never mind. Don't answer that. Oh, god... Cliff... Oh, god. Yo, take this off. Take it off. Take it off. Here. Oh, fuck... Okay. Oh... Are you on the pill? What? Are you on the pill? Cliff. Cliff... What? What? Ah, are you fucking serious right now... Oh, shit, you gotta be kidding me right now... Fuck... You okay? No. Did it hurt? You can tell me. I'll listen. I know the fucking difference between softball and baseball. Oh, hey, hey. Yo, yo, chill, chill, chill. You need me to say it? Look, I like you, okay, whatever? Just... please, just stop talking. Why are you being a dick right now? I'm being a dick? You're being a dick. Please don't call me a dick! Fuck, okay, chill. Just don't storm out of here like some crazy bitch. Don't call me a bitch! Fine. Okay. Like a crazy young lady or whatever... I don't... Why are you being so mean to me? I thought you were supposed to be... the only person that... Fuck this! Whoa, whoa, come on, Anne! Anne! Come on, what, you're gonna walk out of your own house? Sasha is a girl! Okay? I don't like you like that. I just don't! I don't like you like that! Sasha Basaez is a girl and she plays softball and I wanna fuck her! I don't wanna fuck you! Are you kidding me right now? It's the truth. What? Oh... shit. Oh, my god. Oh, my god. Cliff... Cliff, what can I do? Was that just to mess me up? Mess up your friend before you go off running with some dyke? Cliff, that is so unfair. "Cliff, that is so unfair." What the fuck is the matter with you? "What the fuck is the matter with you, cliff?" I can't believe that you're mad at me. You're the one fucking leading me on! I am not leading you on. Oh, please! How many times have we been on the couch together, like, all... all spooning and snuggling and shit? I come over every fucking day. Dyke. I can't believe all this fucking time I wasted on you. Fuck you! Oh, fuck me? Fuck me? Yeah, fuck you! No! No, fuck you! No, fuck you! This is my house! Get the fuck out! Fuck! She... so she didn't want to have sex, is that what you're saying? Cliff, do you feel like maybe you had sex with Anne against her will? I don't know. Fuck you! Fuck you! Hey, guys. I'm coming in... Oh... look at you two lucky girls. Sleep-over on a school night? Yay! Anne, you called your mom and she said it was okay, right? Yeah. Yeah? Okay... Well, don't stay up too late. Good night. Good night, mom. All right. It seems like you've done this before. So what's your name? Maria. All right. So are you guys here like every night or... Oh, every night. Every night. I live here. I've got a sleeping bag and I set it up right over there. That would be my phone! I'm giving you my number. Bop beep, beep boop beep. Hello? Oh, it's for you. Beer's gross, right? God. Yeah. Yeah. Here! Pure sugar. Okay. Sorry! Hey. Don't look at them. I have to go to the bathroom. Don't tell anybody. About what? I'm really drunk. No, you're not. Promise you won't say anything. Why would I tell anyone? I don't know. I don't know you. I don't know, like, what you're about. You don't know me? No. Hey... Hey. Talk to me, please? Please. Please. Hey. Talk to me. I'm not like you. You're so confident. Me? I'm not. I'm... I'm really, really not. I don't know what I'm doing, either, at all. Anne... Anne. We gotta go. Come on. Yeah. Bye! Clifton! Clifton! Whoa. Um, I've decided that I'm cool with us "going out". Oh yeah, that's, uh... That's fine with me. You can tell whoever you want I'm your boyfriend. Um, what does that mean? Look, I know. Okay? Anne's like my best friend. Anne? That yearbook girl, what about her? You guys aren't a thing? Sasha! Come on, Sasha. Hey, Sasha! Hey! Can we talk for a second? Hey, you're in yearbook, right? Is it too late to buy a senior goodbye? Yeah, it's too late. Frick, I knew it. Can we um... yeah, can we talk? Okay. Maybe alone, for a second? Okay. That was weird. So? So... Would you like a cigarette? I mean, like what's going on with us? I've sent you like a billion texts. Um, I don't know, you wanted to talk to me? You're talking to me like... Like you don't know me. Oh, I know you. So then say something. What do you want me to say? I don't know. I... I just like... You know, I felt like we should talk. I don't know, obviously. Well, we're talking. Here we are. Um, I'm gonna go. I, look, I... fuck it. I like you! I like-like you. I was thinking, you know, it's just like, why be weird about it? Let's just keep hanging out and... And go out with each other or whatever. You and me... please. Sorry, um... I'm not gay. Um, but good luck with that. Sorry. What was that all about? I don't know. Speech! Speech! Speech! Hey! You guys remember this, huh? Booo! Haha! Remember that? Well, say goodbye! Yeah! Woo! That felt good, right? Uh, so, you know, I want to start thinking about next year, fundraising, what kind of themes? But, for now, you know what? Let's say goodbye to the paper copy. And hit me with the drive, our finished product! Look at this space-case. Cliff. Cliffito! Cliff! Cliff, hit me with the drive. I hit... it was a big intro, "hit me with the drive!" Oh, my bad. Here it is, everybody, the fruits of our labour! What're we gonna do for the rest of the year? We're not gonna do Jack! You wish! We're gonna do book reports. Cliff. Give me the drive. Why? Just give it to me. You gonna do somethin' stupid? Hello? Yes, this is she. Hey! Just wanted to say hello... Excuse me! Hi. Hi. I was told to see... Oh, good, you're here. This way, please. I understand but I'm talking about something different here. I'm talking about a plan... I'd just rather not repeat all this. What's going on? Please have a seat. Okay, so we're all here. Uh, so there have been quite a few accusations and rumours and accusations flying around everywhere. So, um, we did have to, uh, get everyone together here before things got out of hand, and shed some light on the issues at hand. This is, again, a very serious matter so I did go ahead and bring in our guidance counsellor, Mr. Quibodeaux. So I will let him take it from here. Right. So Clifton Martinez has already admitted to putting the picture in the... In the yearbook. And, uh, he... there will be... He will be disciplined. He is definitely off yearbook next year, that's for damn sure. Nooo. Manuela/clifton: So, uh... so what I'm hoping we can do is come to some kind of amicable agreement between Mrs... Basaez. Basaez and cliff and Sharon... I'm not... I'm sorry, I don't know your last name... First, we need to talk about solutions. I'd like to know how we're gonna fix this, that's what I would like to know. Who can tell me a plan? Ma'am, there's no plan per Se. We've already spent thousands of dollars in printing, we've sold hundreds of copies of the yearbook, there's no possible way... Just tell everybody to bring it back. How hard can that be? How hard can that...? They're kids. If you tell them to bring it back they're going to hold onto it more. Josh. If this was something truly egregious, I get it, but it's just a silly little picture. A silly picture? Excuse me. What picture are we talking about? What picture? That's perfect. Anne, you haven't talked to your mom about this? Jesus! Not to intrude but I think the issue at hand, apart from the questionable content, which is fine, actually, is whether or not PDA should be allowed in the yearbook, regardless of gender or personal expression. What about lovebirds? The whole kissing booth thing at prom? This is a little different... All these straight people making out? That's a little different, they're groping. Y'all are just a bunch of homophobes. You know what, who is in charge here? Who has the most authority? That would be me, technically. Okay, ma'am. If you don't make sure that each and every one of those books that you've already sold, if they're not returned, then this is going to become a police matter. Whoa. We will certainly look into the feasibility of that. But for the time being... We will refund you the money for the senior goodbye and we will, uh, print a corrections page. You think we care about the money? Well, I'm not saying that... Sasha. Tell them. Tell them what you told us. It's okay. Honey, it's okay. No one's going to hurt you. I'm right here. Tell them. I didn't want her to kiss me. What? And what did you tell that girl? What did you tell her? I told her to stop. No! I said stop. Stop. I said it. No, mom, I... No, I didn't do that, i... Hold on a minute. Okay, I'm not sure this is... Okay, I'm not comfortable with this. I feel like my daughter is being accused of something here. - No, that wasn't... - Anne, don't say anything. They were both drinking, that's why she could take advantage of her. All right. One thing at a time. My daughter is not even gay, ask her... Excuse me. Honey, what's your name? Her name is Sasha. That's how little you know what's going on in your own daughter's life you don't even know the name of... Sasha? Sasha? Are you doing this because you're scared? Are you afraid right now? Is that why you're saying these things... She's not the one on trial here. She's not the one on trial. Listen, no one is on trial. She's the one who did something wrong! And Sasha said stop and she didn't stop. Yeah, but did she want her to stop? Cliff... No, this is bullshit! Shh. Shh. Calm down. Okay, she keeps saying, "I told her to stop. I told her." Everybody in the whole... In the whole school knows that these two hooked up, okay? And then she's all... Like that shit's for real. You know what I mean, like that's some real shit. I think what cliff is trying to say, if we can... Yo. Yo, you gotta be real now. On what happened. You have to. I was drunk. Clifton; Oh, come on. You know, this is ridiculous. This should really be a police matter. Are you fucking blind?! She's on the softball team! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Can everybody be quiet! Thank you. Now, Sasha... Sasha, it's... It's very, very important that you tell the truth. You understand why? Now, did Anne do something with you that you didn't want her to do? I don't know. Come on. Ma'am, if you just... Uh uh. Um... If you have anything else to say to me, you should do it in writing. She's scared. That's why she's not saying anything. All of you ganging up on her. You know, you should really be ashamed of yourself. Both of you. Come on, baby. Anne? Anne, I made dinner. Come on, let's eat. I'm not hungry. Just eat a little. Eduardo, you going on break? Yeah, is that cool? Absolutely. Just have Benny watch the register, please? Sasha? That's me. Okay, so the test is super effective. But I'm also going to ask you some questions about your sexual history and factor that in before we come to a diagnosis. So let's just talk about the last three years. Number of sexual partners you've had, that sort of thing. Um, the first one was this guy, my friend. That was my first time. But he's had sex before, so he's the one that I'm worried about. Uh huh. Um, and the second one... This is weird. It's alright. Just go for it. I met this guy. I don't even know his name, it's just like cool guy from bar. It was the second time that I met him. I don't know, he... He took me outside and I don't know why I agreed to go, but I did. Oh, god, you must just think I'm like some stupid slut. No. I'm not here to judge. Okay. Um, here goes. So, basically, he took out his dick and he wanted me to give him a blow job and I was like, "fuck that." So he like took my hand and kind of jerked himself off with it. And then he splooged all over my favourite jeans. I know, I... I'm... I'm being really paranoid. It's stupid. No, I'm glad you brought this up. Um, since that happened have you noticed any changes in your body? Like itching or burning? No. Okay. Well, um, your test results are negative for the HIV antibody. So you're good. That's it? Yeah, that's it. I don't have the twenty-five dollars. I know the sign says that the suggested donation... Oh, it's okay. No, I... Here, I have... I have twenty-three... You can just buy something in the store if you want to. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm just gonna sit here... For a second. It's okay. Sit. I'm gonna sit here with you. I don't why I did that, you know. I... I went out of my way to do something that I didn't want to do at all. Maybe you were upset about something? Yeah. Okay. What were you upset about? This girl. Okay. What's her name? Sasha. Hah. Why were you upset about Sasha? Anne. Anne. My name's not Sasha. My name is Anne. And I'm... totally gay. |
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