The Hottest State Page #3

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Why don't you

move in with me?

I came to New York

to be on my own.

I'll move out.

Sorry.

I found my own place.

But I'll stay with you until

my lease starts, if you want.

I want.

Yeah, that'd be good.

But I won't

have sex with you.

Why not?

Because I have a scar

right here.

That's okay.

I got lots of scars.

Okay - then I'll sleep over.

William:

But you won't have sex with me?

Sarah:
I'll have sex with you

when I have my own apartment.

William:

So it's kind of like an audition?

Sarah:

Yeah.

William:

I hope I get a callback.

It was Wednesday

when we met,

Saturday when I asked her

to move in -

and by Sunday there were

flowers in my apartment -

and humus

in my refrigerator.

I don't remember

waking up that Sunday.

I don't think I ever slept.

I just sat there

thinking -

Goddamn, this must

be what praying is like.

[Strumming guitar]

[Song in Spanish]

All right, ma'am,

where would you like this?

- You really got that part?

- I really did.

You're really

going to be in a movie.

- Yeah.

- That's awesome.

We leave for Mexico

in a month.

That's where

we're shootin' it.

Oh cool!

Mexico - sounds like fun.

You know what we should do?

We should paint.

Aren't you sleepy?

No, I think

we should paint.

Alright.

[Song in Spanish]

Well, what

do you want to do?

You know

what I want to do.

But painting's okay.

[Song in Spanish]

William:

What's your shirt say?

I love to f***.

[Song in Spanish]

Does that

make you feel tough?

It does.

Well, you better get

serious about your painting -

because we're not going

to go to bed tonight

'til this whole apartment

is blue.

Sarah:
You're the type of boy who

gets girls pregnant. Do you know that?

Yeah, my mother used to

say that all the time.

Sarah:

You should think of me as very fragile.

I just didn't want to

be feeling this way right now.

William:

How do you feel?

Sarah:

Don't play dumb.

I'm here to be on my own.

I'll probably just run away

and leave you crushed.

William:

No, you can't hurt me.

That's the problem.

You just got to stick around

and hear the jokes.

Sarah:

Oh brother!

[Music plays]

[Song in Spanish]

William:

Do you know how dumb I feel?

Sarah:

What do you mean?

William:

When you're thinking about sex

like twenty-four hour a day-

it significantly deteriorates

your intelligence.

Sarah:

You know what?

We should have done it

that first night.

That first night we kissed,

I wanted to sleep with you.

You're just giving me

too much time to think.

I didn't think it was

going to be a one-shot deal.

Oh, come on.

When's it going to get ugly?

When's it going to get abusive?

I don't know,

but it always does.

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