Best Laid Plans Page #2

I'm not sure

because my sense of time|is all f***ed up.

Guess.

Um, I dragged her down,|and I tried to talk to her,

and I called you.|Maybe half an hour?

You didn't touch|her after that?

No, Nick, I swear|I didn't touch her.

[Crying Softly]

Bryce:
Nick--

No!Just--Just|hold on a minute. Um...

But, Nick--

Oh, f***!

[Kathy Crying]

Nick, come on.|It's not my place.

Goddamn it, Bryce.

Look, I'm sorry, Nick.|When she said

that she was going to|call the cops,

I tried to stop her to|find out what happened,

and she kept going|for the door,

and I just lost it.

Nick, I swear to God,

I didn't touch her|after that.

It's OK. It's OK.

Where'd you get these?

Upstairs. I found them|in the parents' bedroom.

You have the key?

The key? Why?

I'm going to|take them off.

Uh-huh.|And then what?

And then I'm going|to drive her home.

Bryce:
Could we talk|about this first?

Bryce, give me the key!

I know this looks bad,|and I screwed up.

But I don't think|I did before

what she said I did,

and I want to|talk about it first.

What is there|to talk about?

What the hell|is going to happen to me

if we just let her go?

What the hell is going to|happen to you if we don't?

This chick is going|to ruin my life.

She's going to f***|it all up.

Bryce, give me the key.

No.

[Crying]

Shh. It's OK.

I'm sorry if that hurt.|It's Kathy, right?

Are you OK?

All right, look.|This is pretty crazy here.

This situation is|not very good. I know.

I'm going to take you out|of here in a minute.

I'm going to drive you home.

But first I need to know|if you're all right.

I mean, are you injured|at all?

OK, OK. Look.|Take a deep breath, OK?

Just breathe in, OK?

[Inhales]

Good. Yep.|Now exhale. Let it out.

OK.|It's all right. OK.

You're doing great.|You're a real pro.

OK, now, listen.|Are you hurt?

Are you hurt anywhere?

My lip.

Yeah, I can see that,|but it's nothing serious.

It's just a little cut.

But what I want to know is,|what about the rest of you?

Are you hurt|inside anywhere?

No? OK. Good.

Your friend|didn't hurt me.

No?

I don't care|what he did before.

I won't tell anybody.

I just want to get|out of here.

I just want to go home.

I just want to go home.

Lis-- Listen--

I just want to go home.

I just want to go home,

and then everything|will be fine.

You will. I promise you.

I promise.|I promise you will.

Just hold on.

Hey, Professor...|come on.

We'll be back|in a minute.

Everything's going|to be fine, OK?

Bryce:
You don't|believe her, do you?

Because the second|she gets home,

she's going to|call the cops.

Yeah, she might.

The thing is,|you got to let her|go now.

But there's more to this.

What? What? What?

Look at that.

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