This is Leo. He was studying abroad last year.
Can I get your number?
Fuckin' asshole.
It's Pippa, right?
So, why does the whole football team hate you?
I broke the quarterback's heart.
Pippa! Out of the line!
Found her half-dressed in that room,
and that guy Chris just walks out of the bathroom.
Hey. He acted like
he got caught doing something.
We're gonna get you home.
Um, do you...
Thank you for helping her.
Do you remember anything? Nothing with Chris?
I know that's your best friend's little brother.
That does not matter.
I'm really sorry for hurting you so badly.
I probably eroded any sense of dignity you had.
I can't tell Bree who to be friends with, dude.
I break up with her, she's just around all my friends.
You shared a cigarette with a teacher?
He reached over and took out my earring.
Well, he was definitely flirting with you.
- I think I cheated. - I'm done.
I met someone who actually listened,
and I could've gone home with him, but I didn't.
Hey, Professor Banks. Could I come by your office later?
This is Stephen DeMarco. Your new TA.
Never been to a joint bachelor-bachelorette party before.
Me neither.
It's kinda cute though.
Thank you for coming with me.
You don't have to thank me.
♪ Across a starless sky ♪
- ♪ It cuts like tiny knives ♪ - Hey.
I love you.
I love you, too.
♪ Rain beating down ♪
- Hi! Hi! - Hi!
- Hi, Max! Good to see you! - You, too! Congrats.
Thanks. Come on!
- Hi, Wrigley! Hey. - Hi!
- Good to see you. Yeah. - Good to see you.
Hey, Lucy. Thanks for coming.
- Hey, Lucy! - Hey.
Max! Good to see you again.
Hey, man. You, too. Alright.
Let's grab a drink.
Hey, I can't believe that you're not having a real bachelor party.
We're supposed to be celebrating your last days of being single!
Well, I'm not single. I'm engaged.
You're not not single until you're married.
Stephen! Yeah?
- Please, back me up here. - I-- No! [laughs] I don't--
I never really got the bachelor party thing.
Like, why would I wanna get a lap dance from a stripper,
when I can just have sex with my hot fiancée?
Lydia ruined you!
Okay. - Yeah, you're no fun!
No, I-I think I honestly just got it outta my system.
Well, I believe in love and strippers.
Where is Lydia anyways?
Oh, she had a last-minute work thing in New York.
She's gonna be at the wedding though.
Lucy.
Thank you.
Everybody has to take a shot!
Guess we should do shots. Alright!
Hey, Evan was saying that you have a new restaurant?
Yeah, yeah. We, uh, soft-launched a couple weeks ago.
My God, that's awesome, man. Congratulations.
- Thanks, man. - Uh...
- Here we go... Alright. - Thanks.
Cheers!
I love you guys so much!
Dude, you're on drugs! I'm mad you didn't give me any.
- Wait, what? - Look at her pupils!
They're bigger than my areolas.
What? Your areolas are a perfect size! They're perfect!
I know they're perfect. I just said that your pupils are bigger.
I don't even know what I'm on!
Evan's cousin just put something in my mouth.
No!
Bup-bup-bup-bup! What are you doing?
You can't smoke this in here.
What are you doing?
What? It's my party, and I needed one, so...
You're a fiend.
Hi, baby! - Excuse me, ladies. Hello!
I'm gonna go smoke...
outside, like a normal person.
You look good in suede.
Thanks, man. Yeah, you too. Where'd your jacket go?
Can I borrow you? Can I borrow you for a second?
Yeah. Yeah.
What's up?
Every time I look over, you're, like, talking to him.
I'm talking to everyone.
Yeah, but y...
you don't have to be so nice.
Would you rather me be rude?
No.
Why does this guy still bother you so much?
Look, if he'd been, like, abusive,
I'd obviously fuckin' kill him,
but he's just some...
random asshole at this point.
Max, he's not... he's not a good person.
I don't want him infecting this.
I don't want him infecting any part of my life anymore. I don't.
You know, it's possible for people to change.
He might not be the same guy he was back then, but even if he is?
It shouldn't matter.
Right?
You are so drunk right now.
No, I'm cold-stone sober!
Oh, really? Yeah.
I really wish you would've come with me tonight.
I know. Yeah.
But that would require you being seen in public with me,
which obviously isn't an option, so...
You know that's not the reason I didn't come. I just...
have no interest in being around those people again.
Yeah, but it's not about them.
Its about me. You'd be doing it for me.
Okay.
We can talk about it when you get home.
Okay.
Lucy.
Hey.
- What, did you follow me out here? - No, you seemed upset.
I just wanted to make sure it wasn't because of me.
No, it wasn't about you.
I got to hang out with Max a bit. H-He's awesome.
Yeah. Yeah, he is.
What have you been up to these days? Are you writing?
Uh, no. No, I'm, uh,
I'm doing sales at a travel agency.
Oh, cool.
Yeah...
- Do you like it? - I love it. Yeah.
As long as you're happy.
Hey. - Hey, Pippa.
Hey, I'm gonna pretend like I need to talk to Lucy,
but what I really want is for you to fuck off.
Okay, yeah.
Always good to see you.
- I'm fine. - Oh, I didn't say anything.
Yeah, but I knew what you were thinking.
This is so weird, Pippa. This is so weird seeing him be so nice.
- It's not real. - Yeah, I-I don't know.
Maybe it is. Maybe...
Maybe he changed for Lydia.
Lucy...
Stephen doesn't change.
Okay, so...
If you have any questions,
please don't hesitate to reach out to our fantastic new TA, Stephen.
He's one of the few students to get an A in my class without the curve.
No, I had a little help from the curve.
Hey, Lucy. Lucy.
Lucy, hey! I had no idea you were in this class.
- Okay. - I didn't!
I swear, th-they randomly assigned me.
I'm sorry. I don't wanna make this uncomfortable for you.
It's fine.
Oh, hey, I... saw the paper you turned in.
I noticed just a few small mistakes,
so I just, I don't know, fixed them for you.
- I'm sorry. I wasn't... - No.
Is this okay?
Yes, it's okay. I'm okay.
Let's just...
Wait, um...
Let's take a breath.
Let's just, um, breathe...
for a moment.
Sorry, um...
It's just that, um...
Well, I have office hours beginning in five minutes.
Oh!
Oh, my God!
I-I'm so sorry, I...
No, w-wait, wait. I'm not brushing you off. I...
I wanna talk about this with a clearer head.
Uh, perhaps somewhere other than my office.
Would that be alright?
Yeah. Yeah.
Here, gimme your phone.
I'll message you.
You can't talk to anyone else about this, okay?
This has to stay between us.
I know.
Ryan! Come on in.
Bree, great work. Let me know how it all turns out.
I will. Thank you.
I'm telling you, Diana.
It's worse than it's been before.
I think you're being overly sensitive, Mom.
Honey, last night at dinner,
he told me to shut up in front of the partners.
It was embarrassing.
He doesn't respect me, Diana.
Of course, he respects you!
Why do you always take his side?
Diana? Are you there?
Y-Yeah, I'm here. I just--
I'm not sure what you want me to say.
Do you want me to tell you to leave him?
Honey, men like your father don't let people leave them.
They're the only ones who get to do the leaving.
Listen, Mom. Dad loves you.
He can be harsh, but he takes really good care of you.
He wouldn't do that if he didn't respect you.
Don't let your head spin for no reason when everything is fine.
You need him. Maybe I don't.
I'm sorry,
but you do.
♪ I feel easy... ♪
Yeah?
Hi.
Hey!
I remember these dorms.
Um, I lived here my sophomore year, too.
What are you doing here?
Oh, um...
I wanted to check on you, make sure if you're okay.
Yeah, I'm good.
Good. Uh... Mm-hmm.
You were pretty rough last night.
Did you want me to thank you or something?
What?
N-No.
Right...
Well, I'm sure Stephen thought
the whole story was hilarious, so...
Oh, I didn't tell Stephen anything.
Sure...
I wouldn't do that. Fine, whatever.
It's just, it's a little weird that you're here.
We're not really friends.
Last night was fucked up.
We don't have to be friends for me to make sure you're okay.
What?
I've seen how you are.
You're not the kind of girl who goes and checks on other girls.
You're kind of brutal with other girls.
I mean, look at what you did to Lucy last year.
Um...
I'm glad you're okay.
How many sugars are you putting in that?
I need at least three to make it drinkable.
Yeah? You have the taste buds of a, of an infant.
And you have the taste buds of a man
with a small penis!
Bree broke up with me.
- Yesterday. - Oh, my God.
What? Why?
Because I cheated on her.
Y-You cheated on Bree?
Yeah.
Oh no, dude. She's so sweet.
You're not helping, Wrigley.
Yeah, sorry. No, no, no, I just, um...
I just-- I'm, uh, surprised.
How are you not reacting? I already told him.
Fuck, dude. I was the one who told him to say something. I'm so sorry.
Why?
No, no. Stephen was right.
She deserved to know.
My life is just a fuckin' disaster, man.
I'm so sorry.
Wait a minute... Hold on.
We broke the curse of the freshman girls!
Wrigley... . No, look, I'm just saying.
A-All I'm saying...
I think this could be the best thing that ever happened to you.
Look, Evan has been tied down all of college.
You've never had fun, dude!
Now, we can actually fuck around and do what we're supposed to be doin'!
Which is?
Yeah.
Pound pussy.
- You're a monster. - A pussy monster.
Oh, my God. Woo!
I really hate you right now.
Hey! I'm sorry, I gotta ask.
Who's the girl? The one you cheated with?
I don't know. Just some random girl. I was drunk.
- Fair. - Been there.
Mmm.
I broke up with Evan.
But I don't wanna talk about it.
I'm sorry.
It's fine.
Anyways, I was thinking maybe we could...
go to the movies this weekend?
Wait, w-wait. Wait a minute.
You gotta tell us something.
What happened? What did you say?
I just told him it was over.
Please don't make me talk about it.
I cannot believe he turned out to be such a fucking asshole.
It's always the quiet ones,
just silently sticking their dicks in everything.
Pippa! I just said I don't wanna talk about it.
It's like you don't listen to me.
Hey, what up?
Hey, Chris. Hi.
What's up, freshman?
Oh, yeah, I forgot you're my wise elder. Apologies.
Yeah, yeah. Please don't ever misaddress me like that ever again.
Uh, and don't forget that it's Lydia's birthday in a couple days.
I won't.
Okay, well, I'm gonna eat.
I am fuckin' hungover.
That was awkward.
What are you talking about?
You guys were being so weird.
No, we weren't.
Seriously?
No, I don-- No, I don... I don't think so.
No.
Okay.
Uh, oop! I gotta go to class.
Um...
I will see you guys back at the dorms.
Bye.
I actually gotta go, too. Are you, are you okay?
Mm-hmm. Yeah. I'm good.
Okay.
They say it's bad luck to find a girl meditating on a campus bench.
Apparently.
C-Can we just talk for a minute and I'll fuck off after, if you want?
Um... [clears throat] I called you.
Couple times.
I know.
Fuck, I, uh...
I was having such a good time with you. I'm...
And I didn't mean to scare you. I'm sorry.
You didn't scare me.
Okay. Good.
It seems like you're scared now.
Did you know that guy?
No.
Wow.
I know, it's crazy. I know.
S-So, you attacked a guy you've never met before
because he was being slightly rude?
Yeah.
Have you done that before?
Yeah.
Great.
I don't wanna lie to you. I have a problem with my anger.
And I-I don't know what else to call it.
I-It's just something that I've been working on,
but sometimes I...
- Yeah, I don't-- - I-I'm so sorry. I...
I can't do this right now.
Okay. Yeah, no, it's okay.
I'm sorry again, Lucy.
How do you have no homework? I already have a quiz and a paper due.
I'm glad you asked. I have a system.
Monday, Wednesday, Friday classes are a straight no.
You filter for Tuesday and Thursday, so you can get fucked up and sleep in.
- Okay. - And then. I look at the syllabuses...
- Syllabi? - Actually, both are correct.
Cool. And then, I find the classes that only have a midterm,
and a final, and voilà!
Sweet.
Oh, my God, it's our MVP!
Hey.
Hey! Hi.
Oh, my God, look. She talks back.
"Yeah, it's so funny." Guess what?
No one gives a shit about D-2 football.
So, I really hope that you enjoy this moment while it lasts
because it's the only time in your lives
you'll ever be valued for an idiotic devotion to spandex,
capri pants, and concussions. Fuck you!
Oh, shit.
And fuck you.
Watching them fuck with me like this this whole time and doing nothing
makes you an even bigger asshole than they are.
♪ Can't you see I'm tryin'? ♪
♪ I don't even like it ♪
What the fuck?
I don't know. Honestly, she kind of has a point.
♪ Now, I'm stayin' ♪
♪ There just for a while ♪
♪ I can't think 'cause ♪
♪ I'm just way too tired ♪
♪ Is this it? ♪
Hey. Hey.
♪ Is this it? ♪
I think I'm gonna take a nap.
♪ Said they'd give you anything you ever wanted ♪
Okay.
♪ When they lied ♪
♪ I knew it was just stable children ♪
♪ Trying hard not to realize ♪
♪ I was sitting right behind them ♪
♪ Oh dear, can't you see? ♪
♪ It's them, it's not me ♪
♪ We're not enemies ♪
- ♪ We just disagree ♪ - I might've done something a little crazy.
Can we talk about it later? I'm just really tired.
- Yeah. Sorry. - ♪ He changes his mind ♪
♪ Says I went too far ♪
♪ We all disagree ♪
♪ I think we should disagree, yeah ♪
♪ Is this it? ♪
No.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
- Hey. - Oh, my God.
What? What's going on? What's wrong?
I have this paper due tomorrow, and it's all fucking gone.
What do you mean it's gone?
I don't know. I-I opened the file, and it's not there!
Did you save it?
I don't know. - Oh, shit.
I'm supposed to be at this a capella thing in an hour,
and there's no way I'm gonna be able to finish this!
- I'm fucked. - Okay, okay. Hey, it's okay.
Listen, it's okay. I can help.
I can-- I can write the paper.
What? No, you can't.
- Yeah, I can. What's the paper on? - The French Revolution.
I've seen Les Mis.
Hey, I'm a faster writer than you. Not better, just faster.
Are you sure?
Yeah. Yeah, I am. I can help. It's okay.
It's no problem.
My mom called yesterday.
I think she got in my head.
What did she want?
She's complaining about my dad, again.
I don't think she realizes how much she needs him.
Like, what would she even do if she left him?
- Nothing. - Yeah. She just feels...
pathetic.
She is.
And you're nothing like her. It's one of the many reasons I love you.
Thanks.
I'm sorry about earlier.
I didn't know that the team was doing that.
No, I... No.
That's not true. I-I did. I did.
I just didn't realize how bad it was.
It was overkill,
and I should've said something, but I didn't.
So, I'm sorry.
Thank you.
What are you listening to?
Oh, um...
- Nothing. - Oh.
Yeah, I just wear those so people don't talk to me.
- There you go. Smart. - Yeah. Mm.
So, what's, uh, what's new with you?
- Same ol'. - Yeah?
Yeah.
You?
Same.
Alright. See you around.
Hi.
Glad you came.
I'm not really sure what to say.
Well, I just want you to know that it is very difficult for me
not to touch you right now.
I can't stop thinking about you.
Me neither.
I really wanna make you feel good.
But, uh...
but, if we did this
would you be able to accept the situation?
The fact that I'm married.
I love my wife and I'm not gonna leave her.
We can't do this if it's gonna hurt you.
Um...
I think so.
Fuck. - What?
Fuck.
I-I'm terrible. I'm so sorry. I...
I don't know what I was thinking.
This was...
- This was, um... - No. It...
...incredibly fucked up of me
and it's... it's not fair to you.
Yeah.
Yeah, you're probably right.
Okay.
Hey.
Wanna smoke with me?
Yes.
- Okay, I have to ask you. - Hm?
What made you wanna dye your hair blonde?
I just wanted a fresh start this year.
And I'm dramatic, so blonde felt right.
Thank you.
Why am I so attracted to all these fucked-up guys?
Stephen was not your fault.
Leo headbutted someone in front of me.
- I'm sorry. What? - Yeah.
L-Like fully used his head? Like full-force forehead action?
Like forehead-to-forehead contact?
- Pippa, yes. Pretty much. Yes. - Okay.
That's insane...
...ly hot to me?
It wasn't.
- It wasn't. - Mm-hmm.
I saw him today, and he tried to explain.
He said he had anger issues, and...
he's working on it. But...
I don't know. I just feel like there's something wrong with me.
There's nothing wrong with you.
How are we supposed to know if someone's dangerous when we first meet them?
I'm so fucking mad at Chris.
Oh, my God. What? No, no.
I was-- I was not talking about me.
Don't.
- You know something though? - Hm?
Leo owned his shit.
Most guys wouldn't do that. Stephen wouldn't do that.
Yeah. Yeah, that's true.
I mean, no one has any idea what Stephen is hiding.
That's its own category of fucked up.
He's, like, the most dangerous guy we know.
Diana.
Finished!
Oh, my God. Not gonna lie,
- it's really good. - Oh, you're amazing.
I'm what? I didn't hear that. You're amazing.
You're amazing! Thank you!
Seriously, I'd be so fucked without you.
Why is Lucy's ID in your bag?
Oh, um,
she dropped it when I bumped into her on campus.
When was that?
I don't know. Like, a week ago.
I-It wasn't a big deal.
What did you talk about?
Nothing. It lasted, like, a minute.
Well, that's long enough to say something.
Why are you being weird? I'm not being weird.
I find that confusing, considering all the shit you gave me about her last year.
If that was actually nothing, you probably woulda told me about it.
Okay.
She came at me, on campus.
She wanted to talk or whatever.
I don't know, I guess she's still not over everything.
But, I just told her to fuck off.
It was honestly really sad.
I felt bad for her.
So, when I saw that she had dropped her ID, I picked it up.
I completely forgot I had it.
I'm gonna be late for class.
Wait, sorry, sorry. Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa. I-I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to snap like that.
- It's fine. - It's not, it's not.
I don't want her harassing you. That's...
I-It really-- It really wasn't a big deal.
She's fucking with me.
She's in this class I'm TA-ing.
I had no idea, and now I think...
she switched into my section on purpose.
Are you serious? - Mm-hmm.
- That's genuinely creepy. - I know.
I just don't want her to mess anything up with us.
Hey, hey.
No one is gonna do that.
- I have to get to class. - Yeah.
What are you doing here?
Uh...
You lost something, I just wanted to give it back to you.
Okay. - This was in Diana's bag.
Okay...
Why did Diana have your ID card?
Oh, sh-she didn't tell you?
We fucked.
It was amazing.
Just, can you give it back to me?
She said you came to her on campus and tried to talk to her.
Okay. If that's what she said, th-then fine.
Can you get the fuck outta my room now? Please?
What were you talking to her about?
N-Nothing. Wh--
What don't you understand? I don't--
I don't want any part of this. I don't give a shit about Diana, and I...
I-I don't give a shit about you.
Yes, you do.
I know you do.
I saw your face when you walked into class, and you saw me.
And that... wasn't not giving a shit.
That's exactly what that was.
No, it...
it wasn't.
Okay then.
It was hatred.
No, I-I don't...
I don't think it was that either.
I don't think...
you hate me...
at all.
I promise you, I do.
This is really fucking embarrassing for you.
Hi. Hey.
Can we, uh, can we talk for a minute?
Yeah.
- What do you want? - I-I have to tell you something.
Okay.
Look, we both know that Stephen is capable
of some fucked-up stuff. I know you know that.
But I don't think you're aware of how far it goes.
Something happened with him last year
and I didn't tell anybody because I swore to him I wouldn't,
and, honestly, I was-- I was scared.
What?
Stephen was in the car with Macy when she died.
They were sleeping together that summer, before she even got here.
They're from the same town, they were hooking up,
and they were together at a house party during Welcome Week.
Macy got drunk,
she drove them home, and they got in a wreck on the way.
And he was in the car when she died.
H-He saw her die and didn't fucking do anything.
Didn't call for help. He just fucking left her there.
And I thought you should know.
Yeah, okay. Thanks.
Y-You don't-- You don't believe me.
I knew you were fucking crazy,
but this is next level.
Why would I lie?
- Is that a serious question? - I am telling you the truth, Diana.
Stephen i-is dangerous. He's a bad person.
Here's the thing.
You've got a pretty good track record of being insane.
I'm not lying, Diana.
Okay.
This is not my problem anymore.
Is there a reason you're dropping the class? I'd advise against it.
I had something personal come up, and I can't make it work this semester.
Alright, but if you drop this class now,
it will show up as an incomplete on your transcript.
- The add/drop period has ended. - Okay.
Alright.
Bree?
Hi.
Hey. Hi.
- Can I come in? - Yeah. Yeah, of course.
So, what's up?
I, uh...
I don't-- I don't think I gave you enough credit
f-for coming to me and...
trying to explain things, and I-I should've...
I should've at least listened.
When you-- When you said I was scared,
you were right. I...
I was.
Of me?
Of a lot of things.
But...
I-I want to try and understand...
a-and hear you out, if you--
only if you still wanna talk about it.
Yeah. Yeah, I do.
Alright.
Um...
I get really angry sometimes,
even if I-I don't want to.
Something will happen, and a normal person
would be able to talk himself back to sanity.
But sometimes, something happens in my head, and I...
I don't know, I just-- I stop thinking. And then all of a sudden,
there's a guy lying on the floor with a broken nose,
and I'm just standing there,
looking around the room.
And it's... so fucking embarrassing.
And it's pathetic.
And I don't want it to keep on happening.
Does that-- Does that make sense?
Honestly, no. Fair.
I mean, when you run the best-case scenario
of headbutting a stranger in a coffee shop...
the results are pretty straightforward. You're, uh...
You're never gonna end up getting what you want.
Yeah. Didn't...
Didn't really seem like you had much of a plan there.
No.
Look, I, um, I really wanna keep hanging out with you,
and I get if that's off the table.
But, just so you know, I-I would love it.
And that's-- that's pretty much... pretty much it.
I've kinda been bullshitting you about some stuff.
- Okay. - And I didn't, um, wanna get into it
because I didn't wanna admit
that there was anything wrong with me.
But everything with Stephen was really bad last year.
Like, a lot worse than I said it was.
And...
it made me fucking crazy...
and sad.
And it got to a point
where I didn't even really trust myself anymore. Definitely...
not anybody else.
And...
I just don't want anybody in my life
to make me feel that way again.
Yeah, I-- Yeah, I get that.
So, if... I keep hanging out with you,
you're not gonna, like,
be awful to me, are you?
No, I'm not.
I'm house-sitting for a friend while they're on sabbatical in London.
Water the plants, feed the cat.
You know.
It's nice.
I like the rugs.
It reminds me of this home that I lived in for a little while in middle school.
They had a rug like this one. It wasn't the...
♪ I'm giving you a night call ♪
♪ To tell you how I feel ♪
♪ I'm gonna drive you through the night ♪
♪ Down the hills ♪
♪ I'm gonna tell you something ♪
♪ You don't want to hear ♪
♪ I'm gonna show you where it's dumped ♪
♪ But have no fear ♪
♪ There's something inside you ♪
♪ It's hard to explain ♪
♪ There's something inside you, boy ♪
- ♪ And you're still the same ♪ - Is this okay?
Yes.
♪ I'm giving you a night call ♪
♪ To tell you how I feel ♪
♪ I'm gonna drive you through the night ♪
♪ Down the hills ♪
♪ I'm gonna tell you something ♪
♪ You don't want to hear ♪
♪ I'm gonna show you where it's dumped ♪
♪ But have no fear ♪
♪ There's something inside you ♪
- ♪ And it's hard to explain ♪ - Hey.
What are you doing?
♪ They're talking about you, boy ♪
What do you want me to be doing?
♪ But you're still the same ♪
I want you to look at me.
I know you better than anybody, right?
Of course, you do.
♪ Ooh ♪
- Let me feel you. - ♪ Ooh ♪
♪ Hey, ooh, ooh ♪
♪ And I'll tell you ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Hey, yeah, oh ooh ♪
♪ Hey, yeah yeah ♪
♪ Tell you how ♪
♪ To tell you how ♪
♪ Tell you how ♪
♪ Ooh ♪
♪ I'm giving you a night call to tell you ♪
♪ How I feel ♪
♪ And how I feel ♪