"Whoa!" "Unidentified flying object" "And spin up." "Woo!" "B-girl, you got some sick moves." "Yeah, she could probably do something nuts." " Oh, yeah?" "Try this." "Everyone knows They've got bigger fish to fry than breakdcmcing, okay?" "Yeah, I've got, like..." "funus to fry." "Wow..." "I found literally the besl dress at Grandma's." "So good, right?" "Don't worry, Molly, I brought you Cl dress." "No need." "I'm going for my goihic Lifile Bo Peep." "Okay, well, you can't, 'cause that's Alicia's thing." "Though you would look good with some cheek piercings." "No one's doing that right now." "Uh, Molly, a word?" "Do you wont me to clear out?" " No, it's cool, Ben." "We're all stuck on this plane':" "Together." "So, alien, banjo, graphic-novelling and now breukdance." "You were completely devoted to each of these." "I was." "And then I wasn't" "Ben, you should hear this girl ploy banjo." "Clqwhqmmer?" " I know, I know." "I'm the next Mclfokie Slaughter." "Come see me Monday with a plan." "If you don't like the electives on offer, you can pick anything in the entire universe." "A parallel universe, even." "But you'd better do if quickly, because it's freqkin' March." "Leaf broccoli?" "Come, you spirits that tend on mortal Thoughts, unsex me here." "And fill me from the crown to the foe, top-full of direst cruelty." "A bold interpretation, Alicia." "I can't believe I hooked up with her during her bi-curious phase." "Molly Maxwell." "Think you can fop that?" "I have a sore Throat." "Come on, Molly, don't do The boring slacker thing with me." "She's not a slacker, okay?" "She has c: genius IQ, FYI." "Right." "I forgot everyone of Phoenix is o precious snowflake." "Please just be ready for next time." "I have ii in my teeth." "Ow." "Yeah, you actually drew blood that time," "I promise you." " Well, beauty is pain." "Um... okay, if says to just put it on your tongue." "Okay... one for you." "Say, "Ah!"" "Molly, are you okay?" "Hello?" "Genius." "Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and Tomorrow, creeps in this pefiy pace from day to day, to the lCIS'l' syllable of recorded time;" "and dll our yesterdays have lighted fools the way 10 dusty death." "Out, out, brief candle." "Life's bu': a walking shadow, o poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more." "It is c: tale fold by can idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing." "9.4 seconds." "Wow." "Oh, it's you again." "So, what are you on?" "Acid, but I'm not a slacker." "Kids still do acid?" "I kinda came out here to be alone, so..." "All right." "What you need 10 do is find o safe place to go and enjoy if." "I know right now if might feel like you're never gonna be normal again, that you're gonna spend the rest of your life trapped in some guest bathroom seeing elves climbing up the wallpaper, but... you'll come down eventually." "Hi." "I'm Ben Carter." "I'm Molly's English teacher." "Evan Maxwell." "She's not in any trouble, is she?" "No, just cl little bit too much Red Bull, I think." "Pleased to meet you, Mr. Maxwell." "No sleepover tonight?" " Shit!" "What if we've been permanently altered by This?" "I think we should just stay in this fort forever." "Yeah, let's never leave." "What's the big deal, Raymond?" "I hclve a decent average." "True." "But the elecfive program is what makes Phoenix so special." "Have you ever thought that maybe everyone at this school is a lifile foo special?" " No, I haven't" "You know, Molly, this planet isn't made for every alien, but I, for one, would be very disappointed if it turned out that regular school was a better match for you than Phoenix." "No!" "I'll just..." "I'll figure something out by tomorrow, okay?" "ORGY - . QkOY" "That's my favourite star child." "Okay." "What did Raymond want?" "Well, you know, I'm just getting CI Prodigy of the Year award." "You know, Tafiana Thinks I have a real shot a': this Fairfax school." "H's almost impossible to get on audition." "Call me later, okay?" "We", we", we", we", we", we", we"." "Hi." "What are you listening to?" " Paint Thinners." "You heard of them before?" " Yeah." "They're on my dad's label." "Maxwell Music." "Maxwell Music." "That's prefiy cool." "Yeah." " So?" "You solve the great elective conundrum yet?" "No, but Raymond has threatened to kick me out of school if I don't pick something." " So pick something." "I can't find the right thing." " It's just an elective." "All right, well, I saw you were taking pictures a': the dance before you had that little meltdown." "Maybe you could do something with that." "They were just stupid pictures of my friends." "Lorry Wallace go': famous faking pictures of his friends." "Is if any worse than painting Unicorns, or making paper sculptures and setting them on fire?" "What was that class called?" "Ari Therapy." "I like unicorns." " Who doesn't?" "Thai way, next to Crack Whore Alley?" "Crock whores are a photographer's dream." "Yeah, okay." "See you." " Hey, alien." "This whole elective thing doesn't have to be some big life crisis, all right?" "Just pick something that you don't hate, and do it, and get Raymond off your back." "But I have to pick something I can be great at." "For Christ's sake, you're 16!" "You don't have to have a retrospective at MoMA next year." "It's still just high school, no matter what Phoenix says." "Good night, Molly." "'Night." "Hey" "I have To meet Caitlin of the studio, and your dad has q label thing, with Heidi, so... can you watch Aiden for me?" " I can stay by myself!" "At school Today, I saw cm owl barf up a skeleton." "Why do you have owls at school?" "He's something, isn't he?" "He's really something." "What?" " Your brother." "Oh, yeah." "Don't get foo carried away." "He'll probably end up on melh working a':" "The 7-Eleven." "Ouch." "What is that?" " It's for my new elective." "I was Thinking of photography, maybe." "That's great!" "Observing the world from behind the lens." "I think your dad has an old film camera here." "Yeah, but everything's digital now, so..." "We can go and see if there are any workshops a':" "Ariscape." "Okay, don't." "Don't ruin it before I start, so just..." "Bye." "There's leftover kale and quinoca soup." "Bye!" "Photography!" "Well, well." "I'd need someone to supervise on independent study." "Maybe..." "Ben Carter?" "He seems to know o lo':" "about photography." "Well, Ben's sort of been parachuted into this madness midyear." "It's c:" "lot to cope with." "Bu':" "Wendy, maybe Wendy could do if." "I can't wait to see your warped photos!" "Maybe this is the ticket!" "Don't have a fit or anything." " I can if I wclni." "You guys might recall that this natural versus unnatural stuff we also discussed when we were of Hamlet last month." "Thank you for your undivided dfienfion, as usual." "So?" "What makes you think that teaching photography to a chronic boiler like you is how I wcmf to spend my free time?" "I've heard you didn't have anything else to do." "It's like charity." "I heard Wendy was gonna do if." " I'd feel really bad faking her away from Ari Therapy." "It's important work." "I'm sorry, Molly." "I just don't think it's for me." "Really?" "I thought you'd be info it." "You know, helping with my conspiracy to beat the system." "Like pirates." "Conspiracy pirates." "Yep." "Your mom's poor local organic heart will just break." "H's her own fault." "Remember that hardcore super vegan kid Anthony at your eighth birthday party?" "Oh, my God." "He chowed like 10 hotdogs and then barfed cull over the carpet." "Hey, is that the phone ringing?" "I think MoMA's calling." "Thank Larry Wallace and all his naked people." "Woo naked people heﬂyeqh" "You mean you actually looked him up?" " Who's Larry Wallace?" "So, were you suggesting I fake photos of my naked friends as cm elective?" "Because I'm prelly sure that's illegal." "Wait, who?" "the fuck are you guys talking about?" "I didn't even Think about that." "Well, I gofia go pick up my Teacher of the Year award, so..." "Yeah." "What was that all about?" "All right, come with me." " I'm going to Kensington with Caitlin and Gala." "It'll just take c: minute." "Right Well, Raymond promised me a dark room." "Great." "I think it hasn't been used for years." "Dark room?" " Yes, a dark room." "You know, like for photography in ancient Times?" "And what's wrong with digital?" " No, if I'm gonna do this," "Then I'm gonna do it properly." "I'm no':" "Cl slacker." "Wow." "Well, wasn't the idea just to get Raymond off my back?" "I don't recall saying that you wouldn't have to do any work, just that you didn't have 10 be the next Diane Arbus." "Right." "Diane Arbus." "Love her." "Look her up." "Well, of least we have a spinning wheel." "No, make your eyes look more dead." "And don't do that with your lips." "Just look bored." "If you don't like how I'm doing if, then fake pictures of Gala." "Just don't pose so much." "I think you look hot." "Ben was felling me about this really awesome photographer who fakes pictures of all kinds of freaks." "I heard that Ben rides a motorcycle." "I don't think that's true." "Bu': he is in q bond." " Look who's The Ben expert." "Yep, just like that, Gala." "Hey... do you ride o motorcycle?" "No." "Why?" "Should I?" "I don't know, probably." "Maybe we shouldn't look of this batch." " You're like o boiling tea kefile." "What does that even mean?" "I don't know, actually." "Okay." "All right." "The moment of truth." "Not foo shabby." "Of course, they'd be better it they were in focus and not overexposed, but it's not like those are the basic principles of photography or anything." "Not bad." "Not one word, Mom." " Okay, okay, I just think it's great." "Thai was seven words." "Take my picture." " Can you turn your body info a pretzel?" "I can fry." "See?" "You're a natural." "I Think it'll be very cool to have Cl photographer in the family." " Mom!" "Just saying." " You'll want to cut down on the practice there, monkey." "Your body's starting to look weird." "Wanna come see Heidi Slater?" " Yeah!" "See ya." "Isn't she something?" "What are you doing here?" " My dad's over there." "She's gonna be the next Feisf, apparently." " Oh, thank God for that." "We need a new one." "Do you think your dud could introduce us?" "And you could do your English homework of The bar while you waif." "I actually have some work to do in the dark room." "Dude, I scored some poi cookies." "It's not exactly how I want to spend the afternoon either, but I have to pass." "Save me a cookie!" " Lame!" "You're lame!" "Favourite food?" "Sushi" "Very sophisticated." "Yeah." "What's your real favourite food?" "Sushi" "What's your real favourite f" " Okay, nachos!" "That's who':" "I thought." "Keep doing that." "Favourite place." "The island, probably." "That's specific." "Toronto Island." "You don't know?" "It's just across the lake, but it's like another planet." "Raymond must love that." " You know if." "There's c:" "lot of great stuff There, like... c:" "lame amusement park." "I love lame amusement parks." " Yeah." "We should go there on a field Trip." "I'm fired of faking photos of my friends." "I'm tired of your friends." "And there's a lot of lifile cottages, and no cars, and beaches, and a ferry." "I love ferries." "Who doesn't?" "We should just go there right now." "Yeah... probably not kosher." "It's for the good of my art." "You'd be saving me from my fate a':" "Starbucks." "It's not even really c: big deal." "I didn't realize you were such CI conformist." "So, what's your favourite band?" " I'm not telling you that." "No, you'll just totally judge me." "As if." "Come on, who is if?" "Probably..." "The Ghost Buttons." "That's q mode-up name, isn't if?" "So, who': happened to your band?" "How'd you know I was in a band?" "Google." "Googled me, huh?" "Boring story." "The industry's just terrible these days." " That sucks." "Yeah, I wish I could import tho':" "to the fabulous students of Phoenix." "You can be as wonderful and talented and unique as you like, but... if doesn't mean your dream's gonna come true just 'cause everybody says you can do whatever you want." "Raymond would spontaneously combusf." "Maybe you just weren't that good." " Probably." "Anyway, teaching is a noble profession." "I guess you could always ploy guitar in the subway for change if that doesn't work out." "Yeah, you could drop an elective so you'll be right there with rne." "Not me." "Haven't you heard?" "I have the IQ of a genius." "They probably just added up the scores wrong." "You know, this place... it's no': half bad." "Oh, my God, no." "Do not bother." "Waste of film." "Okay." "You probably shouldn't develop those." "She's going to Pcarkdale." "There wasn't a phone anywhere." " Well, maybe... you should've called before you wen':" "10 The island alone in the dark." "Hey, Aiden." "Jesus, enough already." "Go to bed!" "Ii wasn't dark when I went, and... if I had a cellphone, this... wouldn't be an issue." " I expect more from you." "Why?" " Well, maybe if is time we got her q cellphone." " Daddy..." "Molly... don't make plans for a while." "Whoa, what?" "Since when are you, like, an authoritarian?" "What?" "When?" " Shut the front door." "I'm really sorry." "Fucking streetcar." "I actually waited tor three full ones 10 go by, and fell me you haven't read Savage Love yet." "We were waiting for you, duh." "Where were you yesterday?" "Gala broke up with Andy." " What?" "Why?" "I thought you were obsessed with her." " She was just such a girl, it was annoying." "So, where were you?" "I actually wen': to the island to fake some pictures." "Bui with who?" "No one." " You went by yourself?" "Okay, well, actually" " I can't believe you ditched us to be a loner." "Well, I did get grounded." "Can you believe that?" "Marilyn grounded you?" " What about the Egg Castles show?" "You know, maybe we wouldn't be in this mess if you'd just come over." "Come on, sit." ""Relax and you'll squirt."" "What?" "How's Ben working out?" " Photography?" "Yeah." " Yeah, I really like if." "Oh, beautiful." "We need someone to document the crazy energy happening around here these days." "That's me." "The media is filled with negative gender stereotypes." "For example, women are expected to be small and graceful, while men are expected to be fall and broad" "You guys did if here in Town?" " Hey." "When are we gonna meet again?" "I developed two rolls but I don't" "Yep, I'll get back to you on that, Molly." "If you'd just fake your seat You're Cl lifile bit late." "Yo, who's the babe?" "...ln'rroduc'rion, and just..." " Yeah." "Okay." "All right, so I've got something really cool for you guys today." "This is Jordon Dunhill." "She's o filmmaker, here, in Toronto, and she's gonna show us her ultra-modern fake on Macbeth." "Trust me, you guys have never seen Macbeth quite like this." "Thanks, Ben." "You're prefiy lucky to have this guy as your teacher." "Now, it's a bit shocking in parts." "For example, Macbeth is played by Marian Shcmley, Cl woman." "Hey there." "How was your day?" "Fine." " Just fine?" "No, Mom, if was the best day of my life!" "Can I go to this talent night thing?" "Thai sounds like torture." "It's a school..." "Yeah." "It's a s-school activity, so yeah, yeah, I guess so." "So that means she can come to the Egg Castles, huh?" "Well, no, she's grounded." "But you just said I could go to talent night." "Because that's different;" "it's not c: concert." "Egg Castles are way more talented than anyone at my school." "L Qofiq go." "I know that you need your privacy more these days" "Mom." "How many of these folks do we really have to have?" "Well, I was prelly clueless about my own sexuality for a very long time, which affected my self-esteem, which led to bad decisions, and" " Like what?" "And that's another conversation." "You may not want to talk to me about anything." "But"... we're going to Planned Parenthood, and you're going to get the pill, or the ring..." "Actually, there's o lot of options out there now, and you can just folk To The doctor about if." " I'm no': having sex." "You're acting different." "Anything you wont To folk To me about?" " No." "Maybe This will help." "Dinner's almost ready." "Oh, God." "Really?" "You're in for a treat." "Just kidding." "It's gonna be really uncomfortable." "So, you wani to go on birth control?" "My mom wants me To, even though I'm not"!" "...you know, having sex." "Do you have a boyfriend?" " I like someone." "But... it's compli..." "it's complicated." "Well, I can prescribe you birth control, but if doesn't mean you have to go have sex all over the place." "I'll fry not To have sex all over the place." "Well, I mean, what would you do?" "Would you fell him you like him, or what?" "Well, I'm prefiy straightforward, so..." "I'd probably lei him know somehow." "You printed photos." "So, how are you doing?" "Good." "Great." "How's Jordan?" "Jordan?" "Yeah." "She seems... interesting." "Yeah, you would think that, right?" "I mean, her parents are actually, like, carnies from the circus, but she is extremely dull." "H's The weirdest thing." "You know how to make your contact sheet yet?" "So, Caitlin made me... promise to check out that ridiculous talent night." "I thought I'd take some photos." "So many precious snowflakes in one room." "H's like a blizzard." "Wow!" "So, who's next?" " Ben should play something." "No, Molly, I think this is Cl student talent night, so maybe you should demonstrate your skills." "Yeah, but photography doesn't translate to the stage, so..." "Come on, Ben!" "Don't be lame." " Yeah, come on, Ben." "Don't be lame." "Go, Ben!" "Okay, well, I should probably apologize in advance." "Here's a song by some city mates of yours." "Okay, now he is sexy." "Maybe I should go for if." "I'm not gonna lie to you." "Ii was a great show." " This is the worst Easter ever." "Well, of least your sentence is over." "Hey, I had a drink wi'rh your English teacher last night." "You had a drink with Ben?" " He's young, huh?" "You kids must ea': him for breakfast." "What did you guys folk about?" " Oh, you know, how shit The music industry is, the usual." "Seems like Cl good guy, though." "Did he mention me?" " Yeah." "He said you are super cool." "Really?" "Anything else?" "Well, I don't remember the entire conversation verbatim, Molly." "Oh, your mom wants you downstairs for the hunt." "Seriously?" "'Morning, honey." " Good morning." "You gonna open up your clues?" "Don't you think I'm too old for this?" "You might wont to look in the tub." "No!" "An iPhone?" "ls if for me?" "I love you!" "I want an iPhone!" "That's not fair." "Who are you gonna coll?" "Mozart?" "I don't think he has c: cell." "Go get your Lego." "Go play." "I'm gonna go meet Gala and Caitlin." "Will you 'rell Mom so she doesn't SpCIZ out?" "What about me spqzzing out?" "I'm gonna go meet Gala and Caitlin, okay?" "Sure." "You want a ride?" "I'm going to pick up a cellphone for Aiden." "Yep, and next Easier, we can do firearms all around." "Might be tricky to hide, though." "You look really nice." "Say hi to the girls for me." "Okay?" "ORGY - . QkOY" "You look amazing." "Wow." "All grown up." "A'ight." "See ya." "Hi." "Hey." "I, um..." "I just wanted to..." "drop this off for you." "I didn't... think you'd be home." "Was gonna put if in your... mailbox?" "I love this guy." "I actually have something for you foo." "Just waif there one sec." "I was going to give These to you at school." "I borrowed Them from an artist friend of mine." "Wow." "Was if Jordan?" "Yeah." "So they're probably boring." "You can probably come in for a sec." "Okay." "Cool place." "Sure, sit down." "Okay." "I love these." "So, you're having a good Easier?" "Yes." "Daddy gave me an iPhone." "Great." "Now you're gonna become one of those texting demons." "I ran into your dad again." "I heard." "How was that?" "A bit bizarre, to tell you the truth." "Why?" "No reason at all." "You know, Molly, I actually have to get going prefiy quick." "Yeah, me foo." "I'm... meeting the girls." "So you were wallowing here in self-pity." "Yeah." "Drowning in scotch, actually." "So it's good I came by, then." "Yeah, you're c: real godsend." "Hey." "I cam so sorry." "I got into q huge tight with my mom, and I got held up." "So..." "We talked To your mom." "She said you were with us." "So, where were you?" "We were gonna leave without you." "Well..." "I met a guy a': the streetcar... at the streetcar stop, and... we got To Talking and, you know... walking around." "I didn't even realize my ringer was off." "Who is he?" "His name's Spencer, and... he goes to Pclrkdqle." "Okay, what's he like?" "He plays the trumpet" "Ooh, a musician." "Like if?" " Yeah." "Tell me, fell me." " He's in the gifted program." "He's gifted?" " Yep." "That's really great." "Well, you should invite him over." "Thai would probably, um... end Things prefiy... prefiy quick." " Yeah." "Yeah, I see your point." "Oh, my God!" "Breakfast burrito?" "No Thanks." " Really?" "Hi." "Hello." "Oh, no." "Did ljusi ruin a print?" "It's fine." "I think I ruined that myself." " No, no, you're killing it." "Wow." "Your brother is a remarkably flexible young man." "Are you okdY?" "I'm totally okay." "Are you okdY?" "I'm... scored shifless, to be honest." "Rig hi..." "Sorry." "You're something else, Molly Maxwell." "Is that c: good thing?" "No." "You're like c: hand grenade." "All right, well... keep up the good work, yeah?" "If you want, you can..." "come over later." "You're coming over, right?" " I can't." "I'm meeting Spencer." "When do we get to meet this guy?" "Soon." "Do you have a date with that new girl yet?" "Yeah, but I'm not sure she's my type." "You should fake a photo of him and send if to us." "I'll fry." "I'm pretty sure it's colder in your apartment than it is outside." "An igloo would be warmer." " Yeah, you're probably right." "Igloos are amazing because the snow insulates them and then your body heat warms them up." "Is that so?" " Yes." "Well, it's also a tact people are warmer without their clothes on, in c: sleeping bag, or... c: duvet." "That's a fact, is if?" "You have some photographs to show me?" "What?" " I-I'd love to see some of your photos." "Sure." "Yeah..." "This one's lovely." "Did you have To burn in this corner?" "Yep." "Dodged a bit there too." "Wow." "Burning and dodging." " I know." "Your mom looks ecstatic." "You don't really want to spend The afternoon looking oi photos of my mom." "Clothing stays on." "Okay." "And then I said, "Richard, you can't possibly go in there." "I already gave him seven bananas!"" "Not bad." "I don't want to go." "So just..." "You should stay." "At least until the search party finds me." "Yeah." "I could build q lifile dungeon for you somewhere." "Thai was too for." "I'd just need c: trickle of daylight." "He's not even stopping to eat anymore?" "He did." "Saves a lof of time when you don't chew." "Sit." "Come on." "Tell me all about your date with Spencer." "I'm really fired." "I'm just gonna go to my room." "You wan': me to get this developed?" "What?" "No." "Don't go through my stuff." "Clean your own sheets then." "If could be cool, I guess." "Maybe they'll be more inspired if it's something that they can relate to." "I mean, if you made The assignment info an iPhone app, then maybe you'd have something." "You turned me into q precious snowflake." "Isn't that enough?" "Right." "Maybe I should use that stellar technique with the rest of the class." "Shit, gofia go." "Hey." "Who you talking to?" "Aunt Suzy." "Oh." "Wqnf to go to a secret Joel Plqskefi concert?" "I'm not really inio Joel Pluskefi that much." "No?" "I thought you were." "We could have a Guitar Hero marathon." "I kind of have a ion of homework, so..." "Okay." "Hey" "Okay." "Today, we're going to be starting our poetry unit." "So, M, you get a boyfriend, and you just decide to peace out?" "No, I've just been really busy with Photo." "But all of you guys actually listen to poetry every single day in c: sense... on your iPods." "So, we're going to start this unit by looking at songs as modern-day poetry, then we're gonna write our own." "What are some of your favourite songs?" " Lady Gaga." "The Wordsworth of pop." " This is so lame." "Great Anybody else?" " I like The Zombies." "Starr?" "Very nice 10 see you awake." "Any song in particular?" "I don't know the names of the songs." "Okay." "Well..." " So, have you guys done if yet?" "No!" "Told you so." "Yeah, pick a song, write down the lyrics, we'll meet back here and discuss it." "Okay?" "Holy sh"!" "So, did you get out to the Tiger Rod show last night?" "No." "I had a stack of papers to grade." "Oh, that's a shame." "Ii was epic." "Dad, you're foo old to say "epic"." "Oh, look who's too cool for her dad now, huh?" "Please don't embarrass yourself." "So, Ben..." "Well..." "Molly's... assignments and her class attendance have been much more consistent." "Good." "That's great." "Yeah, and her independent study is going brilliantly." "She's printing her own photographs in the dark room already." "Photos?" "Tic-Toe, why didn't you tell me?" "Show Them your photographs, Molly." "Yeah." "Molly..." "These ore so good." "Oh, yeah." "Thai one's great." "You should be doing my bond photos." "Maybe we should just get you info a summer camp" " Okay, can we please go?" "Couldn't you have pretended to be sick or something?" "I mean, for Christ's sake." "I fried." "I'd have to be on my deathbed for her to miss Cl conference." "All right, right now, where are you supposed to be?" "Homework of Golds." "Seriously?" "So, you think your parents will accept me info the family now?" "My dad wants To marry you himself." "You know, 200 years ago, no one would have any problem if I took you as my child bride." "Cleopatra was, like, ruling Egypt when she was my age." "Is that even true?" " Yeah." "I think you'd make a great pharaoh." "Hey." "Clothing stays on." "I'm not faking them off." "What?" "Wh-whai?" "I don't know who':" "I'm doing!" "Stop!" "How's Spencer?" "He's good." "I think he's winning some trumpet awards." "I should..." " Are you hearing from Fairfax?" "Any day now." " God, it's excruciating." "Hey, Ben, where are your pyjamas?" "Oh, I forgot all about if." "Sh"..." "By the wow" "Hey" "I got the prerelease of the new Ghost Buttons." "Can you fake your seat, please, Molly, so we can start'?" "All right, so, I Thought we could read a few of your songs today." "Anybody like to go first?" " Me!" "I dreamt I carved your initials into my heart." "With each beat, they grew and warped like c: tree over the years." "I dreamed I carved your initials into my heart." "With each beat" " Molly." "How long have you been in This class?" "Now you're gonna fuck around on your phone?" "Go see Raymond." " Why?" "Because you're blatantly disrespecfing me" " Well, you're being an asshole." "Ge': out." "What do you wont me to tell him, Mr. Carter?" "You can fell him you're acting like a spoiled brat." "He's crazy." "Are your moons out of orbit Today or something?" "Ask Ben." "He just freaked out on me for no reason." "Your call is important to us." "Please hold." "Well, whdi do you Think you did?" "I don't even know." "Hey, Ben..." "Hey!" "I'm drawing here!" " I'm surprised you're allowed to do anything else with your precious hands." "Mom!" "Mom!" "Jesus." "What?" "Molly broke my pencil!" " He threw it at me!" "Could've token my eye out!" " God, Molly." "You've been home for, what, two minutes?" "You always fake his side!" " You were supposed to pick up Aiden from piano." "He waited an hour before they culled me." " Isn't he old enough to get him a cellphone?" "You're really acting like a spoiled brol lately." "You're becoming a total bitch." "I'm literally gonna punch you in the face if you don't leave now." "Righi, I'll show you, I'll start." "Hi." "Guess what?" "Alicia cast a sex spell on me today." "Left a note on my desk." "Is if working?" "I don't know yet." "Do you think I... seem different?" "You're c: jerk." "Look, just... never wear pigtails ever again." "Promise me." "Yeah." "Hey, Raymond." " Hi." "Wow." "Look of all your photos." "This is interesting." "Ben, can I have a word with you in my office when you're done here?" " I can come right now." "Great work, Molly." "Raymond was asking questions about us." "He sent me home." " What?" "Why?" "Who': did he say?" " He was asking about the fight and why we're spending so much time together." "You're my photo advisor." "I could go to jail, Molly." "I'm above age in Canada." "I looked ii up." "Not if I'm your teacher." "Look..." "Well, don'?" "be surprised if Raymond wants to talk to you as well." "Fuck me, he's gonna call your parents." "I'll just fell Them you're my new Talent." " Molly..." "This is not funny." "But"..." "I can still come over, right?" "I don't Think so." "And I'm gonna need you to clear out your phone as well." "If that's what you want." "I don't want to get you in trouble." "Let's do it." "Come on." "What if this is our lost chance?" "Would you rather I lose if to some asshole offer o bunch of beer bongs?" "Is that really the only other option?" "Probably." "If just feels wrong." "I don't see the difference between this and the other stuff." "Well, you might when you're :" "I lifile bit older." "Nice." "Condescending, or what?" "Don't be childish." "Mommy and Daddy are probably looking for me." "Wouldn't want to keep them waiting." "I need you to delete those text messages now." "You okdY?" "Supposedly, she got a huge tattoo of cl pentagram on her back right above her ass." "What's up with that?" "Sierrds c: witch." "Her parents are witches foo." "It's like witch pride or something." "Yeah, but q big witch tattoo at 16?" "Isn't that Cl little nutso?" "God, I mean, why do people feel this constant need 10 shove their beliefs down everyone's throat?" "Like mine?" "You know, of least Sierra wouldn't stop being c: witch 'cause some guy came around." " Yeah, she wouldn't, like, ditch her witches." "I love the violin." "Okay." "Okay." "Okay. okay?" "All right?" "Okay." "It's okay." "It's Spencer." "You want to fell him you're okay?" "Don't" "Okay." "Tic-Tue." "You need some greasy brunch to soak up that hangover?" "Go away." "Ben Carter has resigned." "What?" "This isn't even on school property." "You wan':" "To Talk about Thai?" "I was practicing making a fake photo." "Ben's superimposed." " Molly." "This isn't c: fake photo, is if?" "Well, that doesn't prove anything." "Molly, the fact is, leaving school property with Cl student, alone, without the permission of your parents, is o serious enough of fence just on its own." "We were just faking photos." "Nothing happened." "What could have happened?" "Are you gonna bring out the bad-touching doll now?" "Give me q break." " Molly!" "Show him some respect." "Okay, look, this happens all the time, okay?" "In fact, just last week, I met a girl your age who was being taken advantage of by her basketball coach." "She thought she was special," "Thought she was the only one he'd ever break the rules for." "Turns out he'd done it four times." "No one took advantage of me." "We need 10 discuss if you and your parents want to press charges against Ben Carter." " For" " No!" "Maybe we just need some time alone with our... our daughter." "Wait, waif, wait, not so fast." "Mr. Maxwell, we really don't have any evidence if she doesn't cooperate." "Who's Spencer?" "He's my boyfriend." "No, he isn't" "I say we cull this Spencer and see who?" "he knows" " You know..." "I don't think that's necessary." " Why not?" "Because I don't think we should get Spencer involved." "You know this Spencer guy?" "He goes to Parkdcale High." "He plays the trumpet" "Hey, Molly." "So, is it true?" "That's so fucking awesome." "Totally knew, by the way." "Didn't I fell you?" " No." "Ben's like, what, 26?" "Why can't he get a girl his own age?" "My parents are, like, 10 years apart." "My mom was, like, 18." "Yeah, but she's 16." "I mean, she just go': her braces off, like, what, six months ago?" "Think he's done if before?" "Hey, your favourite movie's on." "H's no': my favourite movie." "What are you talking about?" "Of course ii is." "No, if isn't." "Well, you're grounded, so don't even think about going out." "Okay." "Did he fake This?" "Yeah." "You look beautiful." "Look..." "I don't know this guy like you do." "But I do know that teachers aren't supposed to mess around with their students." "You're c: smart kid." "An amazing young woman, actually." "You're gonna make your own mistakes." "You'll live." "Call me if you need me." "Or text me, or... email me, or... or write on my wall." "Thank you." "Okay." "You're here." "Here I am." "Your parents didn't barricade you in your room?" "My dad's actually probably taking this opportunity to fit the locks." "How have you been?" "You know..." "Relieved not to be in jail." "Thanks for ihqi, by the way." " Welcome." "I think you're gonna like this first song." "It's called Hand Grenade." "Ben, I just wanted to say I'm really sorry." "Sorry for what?" "For developing the rolls." "And everything." "Ain't no thing." "Maybe we could get something to eat after." "I don't Think so." "Yeah." "Probably not." "I gofia go now." "Hi." "This is my first ever solo show." "And this is gonna be the first song that I have ever written, so I hope it's not too painful." "ID?" " Pardon me?" "Do you have any ID?" " Oh, I'm not drinking." "Seriously?" " Sorry."