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Yeah. I haven't really

eaten all day.

- Here's your order.

- Thank you.

You're welcome.

So, I've been dying to know...

How come a nice boy like you knows

how to break into girls' lockers?

I didn't used to be so nice.

That's hard to believe.

It was a long time ago.

Everybody's forgotten about it,

except the cops.

You don't have to tell me.

No, I had a situation

with drugs which

turned into a situation

with stealing.

I spent 6 months in juvenile hall.

It was the best thing

that's ever happened to me

'cause they had a pool.

This shitty lab pool that

hadn't been used in years

and I got assigned to clean it.

Soon I was swimming in it

more than I was cleaning it.

It was easier for me to

jump in the pool and forget about

all the mess going on around me

and just swim.

When I play music sometimes,

I just play cello,

and I float out of my body,

above the music where no one

can touch me,

hurt me...

I can escape.

Do you want to escape?

Yeah, sometimes.

But not right now.

Right now, I like where I am.

I should tell you something.

- You have a girlfriend.

- Yeah. Amy.

- Is it serious?

- Yeah, it is.

She's the other reason

I turned my life around.

Story of my life.

Can't expect the nicest,

most handsome guy to be single too.

Don't worry about me.

I got someone waiting in New York.

A great guy.

A really good shortstop too.

The Mets are pretty interested.

The Mets? Really?

- Yeah.

- Wow!

But until we can live

in the same place,

we agreed to see other people

and that's what I intend to do.

My friend Josh

would murder me and step over

my dead body to be here with you.

Thanks, I'm not interested in Josh.

I should take you home.

- Yeah, you should.

- Yeah.

But...

I'm not ready to say goodnight.

What do you want to do?

Careful. I can't swim.

- Really?

- Yeah.

Show me how?

Yeah.

Come here.

You got to know how to float

and kick, so lean back.

Yeah... very important.

You're a natural.

- Like that?

- Yeah.

The side's right here.

That's easy.

It's okay. I want you to.

Wait, wait.

We can't do this.

We can't do this.

It's all right.

It'll be our little secret.

Maybe not so little.

Ben!

Tell me you love me.

What?

You don't have to mean it.

Just say it for me.

I love you.

So...

So...

- Don't think I do this all the time.

- No!

Of course not, no.

I don't want to be

a locker room joke, so...

don't tell anybody, okay?

I won't tell anybody.

Good. Still friends?

See you tomorrow.

You are so busted.

I thought you'd keep me company

in the restaurant last night.

I'm sorry. I had some homework

at Randy's.

How's his mom doing?

She broke her wrist.

Is it still in a cast?

She seemed okay.

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