Speak Now
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We sat beneath the stars at a fire
And played our new guitars
And I wondered how
long this was gonna last
Because picture perfect memories
Just come with all those tougher things
And pain's the best reminder of our past
On a world that hardly cared at all
Leaving silver trails
of dust across the sky
Of indigo blue that matched my mood
And with constellations for tattoos
And I watched them
fade away and quickly die
So many theories
wrong and soon disproved
So many ideas lost among the feud
So many conversations
that are sadly misconstrued
And lost among debate
and needless violence
We need the silence
With tattered walls and empty space
drenched the nighttime air
Neither of us said a word
And we waited till we heard the birds
And realized not once
had we ever been scared
So many theories
wrong and soon disproved
So many ideas lost among the feud
So many conversations
that are sadly misconstrued
And lost among debate
and needless violence
We need the silence
- You think you can get to me, b*tch?
- He is the hottest guy in town.
- Wow, that is so exciting!
- Please, Lord, tell us what to do.
Please be with Nella.
Reach out your hand to her and embrace her
with your big fatherly loving arms.
And Jenny, God,
eyes to see in this deep blindness.
And Sarah, Lord, ears to hear in the midst
of this chaotic noise.
what he is about to endure...
- Carly!
Shut up!
Jane from the depths of hell.
- When I was a kid,
would make me feel so grown up.
Then when I was 16, I used
would mean I'd finally arrived.
Now I'm 23, and I am starting to wonder
if you ever reach a point
- Well, that was dramatic.
Okay, so does anybody have any ideas?
What do we do?
Do we tell David?
- Go
to
- That was a big one.
- Okay, I've had enough of you two.
I think we should just call Drew.
- I think we should call David.
- No!
We can't tell him yet.
- Why don't we have his fiance call him?
- I think we should give Nella some space.
You know, let go and let God...
- Let God what?
Thought so.
- You know what, Jenny?
I'm kind of hungry.
How does pizza covered in mayonnaise
with tuna fish sound to you?
Cut it out!
I think we should just call Drew.
- Yeah, call your big brother.
Any time, this is like the
time you pissed yourself
in third grade.
- Not really.
- This is all my fault, you guys.
I'm so sorry.
I shouldn't have kept pushing Nella.
I just,
I got so mad.
- Don't talk if you don't need to.
It's not your fault.
- Ignorance is
happiness or something, right?
- Jen, this would have
come out at some point.
Nella didn't need you
to bring it out in her.
- Oh, yes, please tell us
something we don't already know,
Miss I-have-a-4.0-at-Stanford.
- Carly, what exactly do you have a 4.0 in
besides Jesus camp?
And I didn't see you trying
- Well, God didn't try to
keep Sodom and Gomorrah sober.
He just destroyed them.
- Sodom and Gomorrah were cities.
You can't keep a cit sober, stupid.
- You don't read the
Bible much, do you Carly?
- Hey, TJ, if you were to die right now,
where do you think you would go?
- Anywhere you're not.
- Oh, that would be hell,
and I'm fairly certain
you don't mean that.
- Oh, I look terrible.
- Insinuating that you looked better
before all that pizza and booze?
Oh, gro...
Ew!
What is that thing?
- This is stupid.
I'm calling Drew.
I quit.
- No you didn't.
- Three months' sober.
- Ha-ha!
You can quit when you go back to school.
- I'll try.
- Hmm.
Hmm.
When we were in high school,
stay friends with Nella?
Be honest.
- No, but I guess it's no surprise.
- What happened to calling your brother?
- Escape tactic.
- Ha!
I don't blame you.
You think he'll be the
problem solver this time?
- At this point, he might be the only one
with enough motivation to try.
I mean, he was pretty good at coaching you
through your break-ups, wasn't he?
- Is this a break-up?
Is that what we're calling it?
- Not yet, it isn't.
- It was a friendship that
was not supposed to last
past high school.
And like a diseased rotten apple,
she survived the harvest.
Why were we even friends with
Nella in the first place?
- What else do you do in a
dime-sized town called Willits?
- Try not to get pregnant.
- Why are you here, TJ?
I mean, out of all of us,
you had the right to say no.
Why did you agree to be a bridesmaid?
- I don't know.
I thought I was cool with everything.
Besides, Nella did not
ask me to be a bridesmaid.
David did, dun-dun-dun.
- Shut up.
Why would David agree to do that for her?
- Why wouldn't
he do that for her?
God, Sarah, it's because
she's got big nice tits.
And after everything,
she cheats on him the
and leaves all of us in
the cloud of her sh*t.
Mic drop.
Pick that mic back up.
We're callin' Drew.
Thanks for coming out so late.
- Yeah, no problem.
Hey, TJ.
- Hey, Drew.
Yeah, I knew he liked me.
or when he told David I was
like a rock star's muse.
He was drunk.
So I try to keep him out
of trouble and play dumb,
something I loathe doing.
- So...
Did someone have something they wanna say?
- I was not super-drunk.
I had a few...
- None of us
- Whoa!
Should even be here.
- Whoa! Whoa!
- No one should show up tomorrow.
- Hey!
One at a time, please.
Sarah.
Carly.
- We all met up at Nella's place.
We picked her up.
We had this big surprise party planned.
It was gonna take all night, and then,
hold on.
- Okay, she's coming,
she's coming, she's coming.
- All right, here we go.
- Yay!
- David!
What are you doing here?
- Oh, forgive me.
I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry.
- You are not supposed
to see her.
- If you'll just excuse me.
I had to see my bride
one last time before tomorrow...
- It doesn't matter.
You need to get.
- All right, message received.
You girls have some fun, be safe,
and make sure that this
one cuts loose a little.
- No, no, no thank you.
- How you doin', Tammy Jane?
- Fine.
- Okay.
You girls, be good.
- Okay, let's keep focused on
who tonight is actually about,
shall we?
- Yeah, back to Nella.
- My brother is marrying Nella, not you,
so get over it.
- Okay, did I need to hear that?
- I would not say that!
- How did you say it, then, Carly?
- Jen.
- No.
- TJ said no.
Jenny, move on.
- After that, we went to the Golden...
Wait.
I'm good.
We went to the Golden Brew.
- And?
- We drank.
- They drank.
- There she is!
- Ooh, come on!
- Congratulations, pretty girl.
You look gorgeous.
- Thank you!
- Like
Cinderella, Nella was beautiful,
the prettiest girl at the ball,
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