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something to drawn on...

A feeling of your own.

You ever been

hungry for anything?

- I don't know...

I'm not sure I know exactly...

Hungry.

Like wanting something

or needing something so badly...

that you will do

anything to get it.

Look,

life's gonna be easy for you.

You're pretty.

You're smart.

You got it real good.

So be a doctor

or a lawyer.

Or better still,

marry one.

You have no f***ing idea

who I am!

This is what it's about,

right now, the feeling you want

to slap the sh*t out of me.

I'll learn it.

I'll start

with the Stanislavsky book.

What's the exact title?

No book in the whole world

can teach you how to feel.

You got to figure

that sh*t out for yourself.

Well, if you

recommended it to Johnny...

and some mindless a**hole

with a God complex can learn it,

trust me, I can.

Is that really all you can see?

Let's forget about the scene

and just worry about you.

Shake it up a bit.

Do something

you're afraid of and fail.

And after all that...

if you still

want to be an actress,

God bless you.

Class dismissed.

Alexa?

Yeah?

Honey, can I come in?

Yeah, sure, come on.

Come on in.

Sweetie, are you sick?

You look sick.

No, just tired.

What's up?

Oh, I was just,

you know,

going through my makeup

clearing stuff out,

old nail polishes and stuff.

I was gonna give it to Marva,

but I thought you might

like to take a look.

Sure, yeah.

Are you sure you're okay?

Yeah.

Oh, I thought this

was a good color for you.

- It's pretty.

- Pretty, huh?

Delicate,

don't you think?

Well, I'll let you

get back to work.

- Okay.

- Thanks, Mom.

Night.

Do you want me to give you

something to help you sleep?

No, thanks.

I have to meet

my trainer early in the morning,

so I'll see you at dinner.

Alexa?

Are you sick?

It's 11:
30.

Hey, where the hell

were you this morning?

I took a mental health day.

It's not even lunch.

You mean you took

a mental health morning?

You're hilarious.

Sweetie...

what is this sweater

you're wearing?

I mean...

get dressed in the dark

or something?

I don't need this sh*t

from you right now, okay?

So please back off.

Okay.

Clearly, you're on some sort of,

like, psychotic trip right now.

So I'm just gonna pretend

that never happened.

I'll call you tomorrow

and tell you how the party went.

Nice hoodie, Ben.

Cute.

Hey.

Are you hanging out tonight?

Yeah.

Wow, don't sound so stoked

about it, okay?

Sorry.

I'm just out of it.

What was Courtney

flapping about?

Some party

at Johnny's tonight.

So freaking status quo.

So we going

to see a movie later or dinner?

I got to go.

What?

Damn, your ass looks sweet

in those jeans.

Josh, what are you doing here?

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