Kill Theory

You can sit in the chair there.

How we feeling today?

It's a big day for you, huh?

Last session as a guest here.

Three years just flies, doesn't it?

Must feel great.

- You've come a long way, buddy.

- And I appreciate your help.

Walter, my friend, you are book-worthy.

I'm thinking a whole chapter.

My new one comes out next spring,

I'm going for a broader market,

and the story of a man

in a mountain climbing accident

who cut his own friends off the rope

to save himself,

convicted of second-degree manslaughter,

that's compelling stuff.

Technically, I took a plea bargain.

Yes, and technically,

that means you pled guilty.

Just one formality to cover.

This sets out the schedule

of your appointments for the next year.

- But the judge said I wouldn't...

- The judge doesn't mandate

the need for continued treatment. I do.

Just because I think it's safe for you

to see different trees

doesn't mean that our work here is done.

One year mandatory treatment.

- Then we re-evaluate.

- Look, I understand what I did was wrong.

I know three people are dead

because of what I did.

- I'm sorry for that.

- I believe you.

Otherwise, you wouldn't be getting

a conditional release.

But it's the choice business

where we get hung up.

I realize I could have made

different choices that day.

See, that's where the sincerity

gets sticky for me.

'Cause I remember your exact words,

Walter. Do you?

You said, "Anyone would make

the same choice I did."

Anyone.

I don't believe that anymore.

Those are just words, Walter.

Let's see how you do out there.

One year.

Continue treatment.

It's either that or go back to your room.

You know what that is, Walter?

That's progress.

Progress doesn't mean closure.

Closure is what we seek.

Hey, put the camera down, man.

Watch the road.

No, not till Nicole says it and means it.

I love you.

Seriously, when was the last time that

we passed a rest stop or a gas station?

- I need to pee so bad.

- Well, we would've been there already

if we didn't have to wait

on you two jackrabbits

- all morning.

- For the 10th time, we slept in.

You know, ever since

you got so serious about her,

you started holding out on all the details.

That's weak sauce, bro. Weak sauce.

- He's a gentleman way beyond his years.

- Thank you, baby.

And, Brent, tell me, do I ask you

about you and Amber all the time?

What do you wanna know?

She shaves, I shave.

- It's a freak show from head to toe.

- Brent, enough.

Bathroom's on the right.

Brent, my boy,

I love this f***ing house, dude.

- In case you didn't notice.

- Motherf***er.

Hey, Freddy, hottie stepsister at 12 o'clock.

I'm not hooking up with Brent's sister.

That is disgusting.

Step. Stepsister, okay?

I know that's got a little bit

of a redheaded, pasty sound to it,

but she don't look too red

and she don't look too pasty.

You are tapping her ass.

So, I didn't know

you were coming this weekend.

Didn't know it was my job to tell you

when I'm staying at my house.

If you got friends coming, sorry,

the rooms are occupied.

Not all of us travel in herds.

I'm here alone soaking up solitude.

Doing the weird-girl thing.

- What's up?

- What's up?

That was Alex.

Yo, if it helps, Nicole and I will sleep on

that outside porch.

A little outdoor loving. Carlos-style, baby.

Hey, sexy.

- Magic bag got you jumpy?

- Don't go all Dr. Phil on me.

If it wasn't safe,

they wouldn't prescribe them.

Student Health Services prescribes

anything. You know that.

Especially on Tuesdays and Thursdays.

Dr. B. Ioves the belly button ring.

I'll bet he does.

The story is you messed around

with my girlfriend

- and she couldn't handle your size.

- Please, just don't embarrass me, guys.

Tell them, Freddy, you don't need

their help. She'd be lucky to have you.

- I'm Jennifer.

- Hey, I'm Alex. Great to meet you.

Hi, I'm Freddy.

Way to be, Dad!

Don't let my boy's physique fool you here,

he's got a heart of gold.

The girls at school call him Freddy Bear.

FYI, tornado between the sheets.

- They're lying.

- Freddy, grilling is your specialty, right?

Do a favor and get it started.

I'll play bartender if you show me

that black steel, right now.

Dock bar is officially open.

What are you looking at?

I can't believe Brent's dad

trusts him with all this.

I think Brent's dad has more toys and

homes than he knows what to do with. So...

Bet Amber loves that.

Be nice.

- So?

- So?

So, how long have you had your hog?

My hog?

A year.

- Cool. I'm, you know...

- I think I got it.

Everybody's hooked up, right? Yeah.

You're alone and I'm alone.

I'm gonna make this real simple, though.

You look like a really nice guy,

but I don't do the nice guy thing.

I never even slept with a teddy bear

when I was young.

Anyway, I'm set up in the bedroom

and you're on the couch.

- It's great to meet you.

- Fair enough.

This is sick.

Don't tell me you are not nailing

a full menu of b*tches on this boat.

This boat does treat me well.

This way.

Okay, be careful.

This is so gangster.

I'm like Tony Montana.

Jesus.

Dude, why don't you just keep it

in the house?

'Cause of drunk shitheads like you,

that's why.

Let me just shoot it once.

Tomorrow, okay? When we go out

on the boat, you can shoot it.

I swear it's like the f***ing

definition of boondocks

when you can't even get a text out.

Will you?

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