Crazy\Beautiful Page #4

COACH:
Try to stay|out of trouble.

BOY:
Hey, stay out|of the strip club, man.

[ Rock music playing ]

BOY:
Man, you like that,|don't you?

NICOLE:
|Come here, hot stuff!

[ Laughs ]

BOY:
Hey, say hello|to your wife, Coach.

I'll see you guys later.

Hey, where are you|going, man?

I'll see you guys later.

You ain't hanging out with us?|What's up?

Hell, man,|we just won the game.

See you later.

BOY:
Oh, you got to be|kidding me.

[ Muttering ]

MADDY:
Hi.

You guys come to get me|in trouble again?

Uh, no.|We're off-duty.

We're not troublemakers.|We're innocent.

- Yeah.|- Look at our faces.

Don't we look innocent|together?

So, what'd you think|of the game?

What game?

It's going to be like that, huh?

So, what are you|doing tonight?

I got to catch the bus.|I got work tomorrow.

- Aww.|- That sucks.

Hey, we can take you home.

- It's far.|- Come on.

We'll take you wherever|you want to go.

[ Rock music playing ]

[ Both scream ]

Carlos,|which way am I going?

Just grab the 10.

- What?|- The 10.

- 10 what?|- 10 freeway!

RADIO:
Know when I'm rolling,|the trick is to keep it going

Flowing over nobody,|not knowing my head swollen

Who can control it, if you|try to say it's heartbroken

Looking for me, and I swear|it's in a careless motion

All the way down|by the pound

The sh*t you read about,|a nice, round figure

Anyone can figure out

And everything's for nothing|if you're willing to try

You got to make it,|you got to try to stay high

'Cause everybody|is in on something else

You gotta, you gotta find out|who and what it is

[ Tires squealing ]

[ Music stops ]

MADDY:
God, dude,|could you live any further?

I told you it was far.

You wanted to take me.|Damn.

NICOLE:
Maddy's never been|east of La Brea.

Shut up, dude.|You think you're down...

because you scored weed|in Pico Union one time?

NICOLE:
I'm telling you,|it was twice.

MADDY:
One time.

Two times, b*tch.

Two times.

- Are you OK?|- Yeah, I'm fine.

[ Laughs ]

I didn't say|you could touch that.

- Oh, yeah?|- Yeah.

Well, what can I touch?

CARLOS:
|What can you touch?

- Oh, come on, Carlos.|- Whoa, slow down.

- Why?|- Chill, girl.

Hey, you guys.

Damn,|that feels good, but...

NICOLE:
But what?

You guys!

- I like you.|- I like you, too.

MADDY:
You guys.|Are you guys hungry?

Because I'm starving.

CARLOS:
There's a place|right up the street.

NICOLE:
Oh, yeah?

There's a place|right up the street.

[ Laughs ]

CARLOS:
Keep going.|It's to the right.

NICOLE:
Don't crash.

CARLOS:
Watch it!

[ Brakes squeal ]

- Whoo!|- Hey!

[ Both laugh ]

MAN:
You guys all right?

CARLOS:
I don't know, man.|She's on drugs.

NICOLE:
Ow!

Ow, I hurt.

Love me, I hurt.

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