The Making of 'The Sweetest Thing' Page #5

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in a few days, so no hurry.

- Any stains?

- No.

- What's this?

- What?

This. Come here.

Stain?

This is going to be a tough one.

I didn't even notice that. I must have spilled

some soda on me last night.

No. This is not soda. Think, Jane. Think.

If I know what it is, it's easier for me to remove.

The field trip. Come in, children. Come in.

- F***.

- Good afternoon, Mrs. Franklin.

Hi, Mr. Martin.

On today's field trip,

we are going to learn about cleanliness.

Jane?

Jane Burns!

Sweetheart, I haven't seen you

since I taught you in third grade!

- Top of the morning there, Mr. Martin.

- Hello, Father Flynn.

As I live and breathe, isn't it...

It is little Mary Jane Burns!

What a coincidence!

I'm having supper with your parents tonight.

What a stain you got there, little Janie!

So how was it? Was it fun?

Oh, my God, I can't believe I didn't tell you this.

Apparently, one of the guys

who was at the party flipped out...

...was out on the balcony,

screaming at the top of his lungs:

"Christina! Has anyone seen

my little Christina?"

Then he jumps off and dies

because you're a p*ssy. Why didn't you go?

I don't know! I was going to. I was.

I was going to, and then I wasn't.

And then I called him at the hotel...

Wait. Hold on. Rewind for one second.

You called him at the hotel?

- What did he say?

- Nothing. He said nothing. Okay?

- Why?

- He checked out already.

Let's just sum this up real quickly.

In the bathroom, we hate him,

yet we call him by name.

Then we throw beer on him.

Then we laugh and we flirt

and we dance with him.

Then we casually call him at the hotel.

Then we obsess about the casual call.

Obsess? I'm not obsessing, okay?

Could all this erratic behavior

be because this guy got under your skin?

- No.

- That you might really like him?

That you regret not going because

you'll never know what might've happened?

No, I don't regret it, and if I had any regrets...

...it would be this conversation,

right now, having it with you.

- Can we drop it?

- Okay. Sorry I brought it up.

I won't mention it again.

Even if I did regret not going to the party...

...it's not like I can do anything about it now.

Sometimes you just have

to let these things go, right?

- Exactly.

- Although...

...if there was regret...

...I suppose there's always something

you could do about it.

You could show up at his brother's wedding,

because it is his brother.

But that's only if you regretted it,

which I don't regret it.

I just don't regret it.

Regret is such a waste of time.

Honey will you just admit

that you regret not going to this party.

- Okay, fine I regret not going to this party.

- You need to let it go.

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