Four Page #3

late to pick me up.

And I saw Ted give Todd

a ride home in his car...

which coaches, I mean,

you're not supposed to.

It was making me really mad,

like I didn't know what to do.

I decided to give him a call -

to see, like...

Just to see if he was home.

And I don't

know why or anything.

I just said, like meanly, like,

'You're gay, aren't you?'

And then I hung up.

You hung up?

I hung up...

And I never spoke

to him again after that.

I don't know if he knew

if it was me or not,

but I just never...

I hated him after that.

You hated him?

Yeah. I just...

I don't know.

Okay, June...

Where do you

want to go right now?

Where do I want to go?

Okay, just tell me.

C'mon. Just tell me.

This is your night.

You're the young man,

I'm the old man.

Tell me.

Coach Donavan said

he thinks I'm like the best

Division II player

he's ever seen.

Says he wants to

give me a transfer

to a Division I school.

But that my grades

are a little bit bad.

Plus, my record.

But apparently some schools

are still interested,

so, you know, that's cool.

Which schools?

A couple.

Watch this...

Oh, God!

Showoff.

So tell me...

Why'd you change your mind?

Felt like it.

Yeah?

I know I'm a white boy and you

ain't into that kind of thing.

Half white, half spic.

Don't sell yourself short.

Oh!

You're a little bit racist!

I mean, apparently you ain't

into either one.

I never said that.

That I'm not into white boys.

I never said that.

So then tell me...

You think I'm cute? You

think I'm handsome?

You think I'm pretty?

You can tell me. C'mon!

I don't like your questions.

What if I told you...

I think you're pretty?

I'd accept the complement.

What if I told you

I think that you

are beautiful?

I think that you

are beautiful chocolate.

You just ruined it

by calling me chocolate.

What if I told you

I think you're beautiful -

no chocolate?

Even though it's delicious.

I know you're intentions.

You know that, right?

You know you ain't fooling me.

I don't got no intentions.

I mean, f*** that.

I'm here with you right.

You were saying.

I wasn't saying anything.

You were saying that...

you think that

I'm cute sometimes.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Alright, so then when?

When do you think I'm cute?

When you're smiling

like a little boy.

You think I'm like a little boy?

Sometimes.

You don't get it...

It's hard to talk to you.

You think I'm stupid,

don't you?

You think I'm like at home

playing with Legos,

puttin' my finger

up my nose and sh*t.

You think I'm not

good enough for you.

That I can't understand

your thoughts,

or whatever is going on

in your head.

I got thoughts too.

Watch.

Before the night is out...

you're gonna

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes