Descent Page #2

I didn't know what to say to you.

I don't. I'm not sorry.

I didn't f***in do anything.

You okay?

Just a little tired, I guess.

Here are the support beams.

Thanks.

I don't think there's

a place for you here.

You see the problem is

I have three T.A.'s already

and they won't let me

take on a fourth.

I just wish you would have

come to me sooner.

Do you realize that last semester

you didn't seem interested at all?

It's just that I thought

I wasn't gonna have the time

but I realize now I'm ready to

make that commitment.

Really it's a shame.

Well, my loss completely.

Well, the department has rules

and my hands are tied. I'm sorry.

I understand.

I just had to give it a try.

Standouts.

Students like you are stand outs,

Maya.

Smart and articulate.

That's a powerful combination.

I shall miss your input.

Well, first on my list next year.

Maya, hey, it's Jared.

What are you doing?

You know, it's been five days

exactly since we met.

Happy anniversary.

I've been thinking about you.

I was thinking we should go to

some really fancy restaurant,

and just make a romantic night out of it.

I've been thinking about you a lot.

I like you, Maya.

I want to see you.

What are you doing tonight?

Come on out. Come out.

We'll make it a night to remember.

I try to get the guys to listen

but they shoot me down.

Curious. Football.

What's that all about?

It pushes me, makes me prove myself.

You know, kind of like you.

But with you it's just not fair,

this way you got of seeing right into me.

Go ahead and try.

Read my mind.

Come on.

It's a big void.

That's all right. You'll find out later.

Pepper, please.

Thank you.

You know I could

have been a concert pianist.

...by the time I was twelve

I had my own recitals.

Big hopes for little Jared.

And then?

I turned thirteen.

Somehow sitting at the piano not so cool

but hanging out in the woods

drinking and partying.

Yeah, like, why tickle the ivories

when I could be tickling the girls?

You wasted your gift.

No, just outgrew it.

It was too controlled,

not spontaneous enough for me.

Give me, give me a challenge

that's dynamic with bite and real risks.

I can do without

all the mental yo-yo-ing.

Bringing that music to life.

Yeah, two hundred years ago,

as it was being created,

that's when it lived.

Playing it now

is like resurrecting the dead.

Why hang on to the past

when I can create my own moments now?

Beauty like that is hard to find.

I have something I want to show you.

This is my sanctuary.

A place to go when

things get out of control.

I'm always sneaking up here.

It's like...

You ever feel you're flunking out

in every way and no one notices?

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