"Sous-titre: browncoat, grischka, lafeelicita, salomon." "So, I wanna go over a few more things before we meet Mr. Johanssen tomorrow." "Are you gonna have us do more of that role playing?" "Because, you know, frankly, I suck at the role playing." "He does." "I do." "As you know, I do have my misgivings about this... considering where you are in your treatment." "But..." "Tara, you seem very clear that this is what you want." "It is." "I'll do everything I can to facilitate it and to keep you safe." "Thanks." "I think I'm okay." "I actually feel kind of calm." "I'm not expecting any kind of apology or anything." "Can I at least shove some of that shitty cafeteria Stroganoff down this guy's fucking throat?" "All right." "Probably not being helpful." "No, it's okay." "You have every reason to wanna face Trip, Max, but remember, just because he's open to a meeting and talking, doesn't mean that his feelings won't change once we get into the room." "And yours, too, Tara." "I know." "I'm not looking for a miracle." "And I heard you yesterday when you said even if it goes well, it might be disappointing." "But I just..." "I wanna get better." "Not knowing has gotta be worse than anything that can happen in that room." "Right?" "Yeah, right." "So..." "Oh, my god, it's so weird." "It's like candy." "What are you guys doing?" "Nick got us this miracle fruit." "It's like this fucked up berry that changes your mouth so everything tastes sweet." "Fabulous." "Well, keep it down, okay?" "I'm calling your mom at the hospital." "How is she?" "It's pretty intense." "There's a lot goin'on." "Any messages?" "Yeah, tell her I say hi." "Nope." " You okay?" " Yeah." "So you're just never gonna talk to mom?" "And say what?" "Dude, you need to figure that shit out." "Anyway, I gotta go." "I have a meeting at the Barnabeez headquarters tomorrow." "Hopefully, they write me a big, fat check so I can get a Vespa." " I gotta make this call." " Good night." "Bad text?" "No text." "Girl thing?" "Guy thing." "Oh, right." "Here, try the hot sauce." "Tastes like clover honey or something." "His name's Jason." "Some really heavy stuff went down, but..." "I'm still... still trying to figure out if it was just in my head like a movie or something." "Molasses." "Look, it's..." "It's pretty common at your age..." "Trust me." "I mean, someday, probably sooner than you think, you'll be with someone and it'll be... completely authentic." "Like this thing I have with your aunt..." "Crazy real, you know?" "More pickle." "It's good, right?" "Still smells like a pickle, but..." "It doesn't taste like a pickle..." "I swear." "Still does not taste good." "So..." "Katy." "Kate." "Kate." "We're gonna go ahead and advise you to drop your case." "What?" "But I already told you that Gene..." "Mr. Stuart was a huge prevert." "That's plausible." "But you have to understand that Barnabeez is a very, very large corporation." "With the addition of Barnabeez to go in select restaurants and the Barnabeez Island shacks in Wyoming and Nebraska, we've become the largest full-service seafood franchise in the country." "Wait." "Hold on one sec." "I have some proof that there was misconduct with Gene." "Evidence, as you say." "Here." "Sorry, it's a little grainy." "That is one of Gene's inventions." "Now if... the two of you would... maybe give me some money, compensate me," "I won't show anyone the picture." "Kate, by... showing us this photo, you're only proving that you were a willing participant in your relations with Gene." "Well, I did participate, but... that doesn't mean that everything's cool." "He was my boss, you know?" "And you seem like a young lady who knows what she's doing." "You guys have creepy eyes." "You suck." "Don't ask." "Not even here." "They were complete assholes!" "Whatever." "I'm 15." "I should know by now that the world is just... complete and total fucking bullshit." "I hate everybody." "Moosh." "Petula's at Starbucks." "Jason just came in with Denise Embry." "What do you mean with?" "With." "With her." "Just like you said would happen." "God, you must be so happy." "Why aren't you jumping up and down right now?" "I mean, you were right about everything." "That mom was just trying to protect me..." "Why are you telling me?" "Dr. Holden's comin' about 10:00." "I guess Trip and his wife are there already." "Are you ready?" "Thought I was." "You don't have to do this." "It's your choice." "You choose not to..." "It's just as strong as doin'it." "I don't know!" "Okay, that's it." "We're callin'it off." "No, just wait." "Shit!" "Okay, I'm gonna get Dr. H. Keep your ass right there." "Mom?" "Marshall?" "Aunt Charmaine drove me." "She's in the car psyching herself up." "She says she can't handle seeing a hospital so soon after the whole..." "Dr. Pete ordeal." "What are you..." "God, Mom..." "Thought this place cost a lotta money." "Shouldn't they have more chairs for people?" "You should write a letter and get a refund or a better room or something." "I could help you if you want." "I'm an excellent scathing letter writer." "Thanks, Marshy." "You came 200 miles." "It was necessary." "I forgive you, mom." "And I love you." "So Tara, this is..." "This is Trip and his wife Judi." "Hello." "Good to see you again." "Hello." "Hello." "Hello." "Well, there's some cookies in these containers." "Lemon and lavender in this guy, chocolate chippers in the other, and, there is a sun tea in case anyone's thirsty." "We're fine, thanks." "I'll have a cookie." "I looked up D.I.D. on the internet." "It's so difficult." "Okay, so..." "Tara's gonna talk about the impact of this event and ask questions." "Trip, you'll have a chance to respond to Tara's questions and speak your own truth as well." "{\Well, }I guess Dr. Holden told you" "I don't remember anything about what happened." "I've sort of stitched pieces together, but I don't know if they're true." "There's so many holes I need help with and, apparently I was very drunk." "So was I." "And I'll tell ya anything I can remember." "It's so cold in here, huh?" " You came in." " Well..." "Come on, of course." "I felt bad thinking about you in here with all the crazies." " They're not so bad." " No, it's a wonderful asylum." "Boy..." "Christie Brinkley's made some bad choices, huh?" "Do you like Nick?" " Fake uncle Nick?" " My boyfriend Nick." "Do you like him better than Neil?" "It's like apples and oranges, you know?" "I mean, to use literary tropes..." "Neil is a holy fool, and Nick..." "Nick is like" "Deus ex machina." "God's gift..." "Right?" "Sort of." "'Scuse me, may I help you guys with something?" "No, no, my sister's meeting with her rapist, so we're just, you know, hangin' out." "He was kind of beautiful." "He looked like a retarded Mark Harmon." "You know, you're picky because you're young." "No, Tanya, it's hopeless." "They're not gonna compensate me." "And I'm still gonna have to work at the fucking chocolate starfish." "Oh, really?" "Because I got fired." "Let me call you back." "How did you get in here?" "How long have you been in here?" "Long enough to see that a once sweet girl has become... very jaded." "Shut up." "You got fired?" "It was worth it." "I'd lose anything to be with you." "What?" "I'm in love with you, Katy." "Sure, I've had feelings for other girls at Barnabeez before." "We both know I'm... no angel, but..." "You're the one." "No, I'm not." "Yes, you are." "From the moment you walked in with that... silly blue streak in your hair," "I knew I would never be the same..." "As a manager or a man." "Whaou indeed." "I knew you only went to H.R. to try and get my attention." "It was dramatic, but it worked, as desperate acts so often do." "So what's next for us?" "Do we tell everyone or..." " run away together?" " Run away?" "Being apart is not an option." "Am I right?" "I know I can't live without you." "This is really intense." "I'm just gonna go to the kitchen to... just get some water." " Can you grab me another Sierra Mist?" " Yeah." "Sure." "So it must have been a Saturday." "The 12th of May." "I went home the next day for my grandmother's birthday." "When I got back, my girlfriend... confronted me, but..." "I denied it." "Your girlfriend Heidi." "Other than you guys being roommates, I..." "You know, I didn't know you very well." "You were very quiet." "Didn't really party with the group." "I wasn't the party type either in school." "This is hard." "I'm glad you called, 'cause it's been troubling me." "I even have sleep problems." "I mean, Judi can tell you." "I've been carrying it for a long time." "You're tired, huh?" "You took advantage of my wife." "She split into pieces." "Now you can't catch a nap?" "We're gonna take a time out here." "It's tough to sit in {\the same}a room with that fucker." "He just went right on with his life." "And here you are, all messed up in mine." "No, it's not like that." "It's not like that." "If the situation was reversed, I'd drive over his face with a truck." "Think you can go back in there without killing anybody?" "Maybe." "Yes." "Let's go." "Sex tips for the frumpy housewives." "What does it say?" "Is it gross?" "It says position a pillow under his back to elevate him comfortably and provide more stimulation to your..." "I don't wanna hear about anyone's vagina." "Especially not a coupon-clipping mom vagina." "Well, I wonder if Alice reads this magazine." "You know, Alice is actually more well-read than you think." "She's learning french right now so she can be more like Jackie Onassis." "I can't believe how normal you are." "I can't believe you're so damaged you think I'm normal." "I let the situation get outta hand." "Like you said, I took advantage." "If I could go back..." "It sure as hell wouldn't have happened." "Well, I think this is a good place to finish up." "Thanks for meeting with me." " We thought it was important." " Yeah, we did." "I'm glad you called." "I'm not...{\ I'm not...}" " You know, I'm not glad." "I mean...{\ I mean...}" " They know what you mean, sweetie." "See ya, T." "What?" "I'm sorry?" "You just called her T." "Was that too familiar?" "I'm..." "Pardon me." "I mean..." " What do you call yourself?" " I don't understand." "No, you don't, bitch!" "She can't tell you." "'Cause that was my night, not Tara's." "And it wasn't just your hubby either." "Fucked his buddy Mike too." "That guy's dick was huge!" "But don't take it too hard, Trip." "You fucked like a jackhammer." "Jesus Christ." "This is B.S. T.'s just trying to act all cool." "If all the girls in Tara woulda let me out that night," "I woulda pulled your balls out your butthole!" "Max, take Buck, just..." "Buck's gone!" "Nobody's taking me anywhere, you fuckin' fuckers." "Okay, I don't know what's going on, but I think we've done our part." "What's the big deal, sweetheart?" "Yeah, I fucked 'em." "Then they fucked each other." "What?" "Come on, honey, let's go." "Up here." "So the fact that..." " T. was out before this incident..." " Oh, I was out, baby!" "Tara was already a multiple." "So what happened with Trip wasn't what made Tara split." "You're cute." " I wish you were a gyno." " Shut up, T." "This isn't uncommon." "The idea at the boarding school incident was actually a re-traumatization." "Makes good sense, Max." "She's hot." " I'm not a lezzo, but I'd suck her box." " That's enough!" "T. is just impossible." "I must apologize for her." "What you must think of us." "T.'s trying to say something, but she can't come back out." "No, T. No, you can't." "And Tara..." "Well..." "I don't know where Tara's gone off to." "So Tara's not inside listening." "I don't know where Tara's gone off to." "Just as well." "I'm here with Max, Tara." "And we want you to know that you're safe." "Yeah, nothing bad is gonna happen to you." "I told you, there's no Tara." "I think there is, and she's stronger than you think, Alice." "No, she isn't." "She's weak, and she needs me." "That you would suggest..." "That you would dare to suggest that you know her" "better than I do." "Just..." "I wanna go home." "Oh, my god." "Hi, you guys." "You look skinny." "In a... totally good way." "Thanks for bringing him." "Of course." " You're reading good housekeeping?" " Yeah, just learned to hem slacks." "Are you okay?" "How'd it go?" "It was..." "It was a lotta things." "Let's get your suitcase." "We're going home?" "Going home." "She got time off for good behavior." "So , when do I get to see that portrait you made of me in art therapy?" "How about when you tell me why you hijacked my car?" " Want some more parmesan, Mom?" " No, thanks, honey." "I'm good." " I'll have at it." " May I get anyone some tea?" "You hate parmesan." "She just said "May I"." "What are we doin'?" "Get your coats." "Shit." "Mom, you suck." "Yeah, you do." "Is this that miracle fruit?" "You wanna try it?" "Messes with your taste buds for an hour." "Just do it." "Not that exciting." "No, you have to bite it and roll it around in your mouth." "Okay, now taste this." " Tastes like a chocolate shake." " I know!" "It's weird, right?" "Weird." "Interception." "I'm up." "Kate, I'm gonna show you how to make this ball your bitch." "Here it goes." "Oh, my..." "The kids are getting pretty good at this." "Yeah, they... learned from Buck." "You know..." "It could get worse before it gets better." "I know." " There ya go." " All right." "How does he do it?" "Basically just... fuck it straight up the center." "Not bad."