cares?
- I care.
(Johnson) I was just thinking, I mean...
I know it's kind of a weird time,
but I was just wondering...
What is going to happen on Monday
when we're all together again?
I consider you guys my friends.
I'm not wrong, am l?
- No.
- So, on Monday, what happens?
Are we still friends, you mean?
If we're friends now, that is?
- Yeah.
- Do you want the truth?
Yeah, I want the truth.
I don't think so.
- With all of us or just John?
- With all of you.
- That's a real nice attitude.
- (Claire) Be honest, Andy.
If Brian came up to you on Monday,
what would you do?
You're there with all the sports.
You'd say "hi" and when he left
you'd cut him up so your friends
wouldn't think you really liked him.
- No way.
- OK. What if I came up to you?
- Same exact thing.
- You are a bitch.
Telling the truth makes me a bitch?
No! But you know that's shitty
and you don't got the balls
to stand up to your friends.
What about you, you hypocrite?
Why don't you take Allison
to one of your parties?
Or take Brian out to get high?
What about Andy? What about me?
If we walked down the hall together,
your friends would laugh.
You'd say we were doing it
so they'd forgive you.
Don't talk about my friends.
You don't know my friends and you
wouldn't condescend to speak to them.
Stick to things you know - shopping, your
father's BMW and your drunk mother.
Shut up!
(Bender) And forget being concerned
about us walking down the hall together.
It won't ever happen. Bury your head
in the sand and wait for your prom.
- I hate you.
- (Bender) Yeah? Good!
Then I assume Allison and l
are better people than you guys, huh?
Us weirdos.
Would you do that to me?
I don't have any friends.
- Well, if you did?
- No.
I don't think the kind of friends
I'd have would mind.
I just want to tell each of you
that I wouldn't do that.
I wouldn't and I will not.
Because I think that's real shitty.
Your friends wouldn't mind
because they look up to us.
You're so conceited, Claire.
You're so conceited.
You're so full of yourself. Why?
I'm not saying that to be conceited.
I hate having to go along
with everything my friends say.
- (Johnson) Then why do you do it?
- I don't know. I don't...
You don't understand. You don't...
You're not friends
with the same kind of people.
You don't understand
the pressure they can put on you.
I don't understand what? You think
I don't understand pressure, Claire?
Well, fuck you! Fuck you!
You know why I'm here today?
Do you?
I'm here because Mr Ryan
found a gun in my locker.
Why did you have a gun in your locker?
I tried.
You pull the fucking trunk on it
and the light's supposed to go on.
It didn't go on, I mean...
- (Andrew) What was the gun for?
- Forget it.
You brought it up, man.
I can't have an F.
I can't have it
and I know my parents can't have it.
Even if I ace the rest of the semester,
I'm still only a B.
Everything's ruined for me.
Brian.
- I considered my options.
- Killing yourself is not an option.
I didn't do it, did l?
I don't think so.
It was a hand gun?
No, it was a flare gun.
It went off in my locker.
Really?
It's not funny.
(Laughing)
Yes, it is.
The fucking elephant was destroyed.
You want to know
what I did to get in here?
Nothing.
I didn't have anything better to do.
- You're laughing at me.
- No.
Yeah, you are.
( # KARLA DEVlTO:
"We Are Not Alone")
# Things look clear in black and white
# The living colour tends to dull our sight
# Like Dynamite
# Just imagine my surprise
# When I looked
into your eyes and saw
# Through your disguise
# If we dare expose our hearts
# Just to feel the purest parts
# That's when strange sensations
start to grow
# We are not alone
# Find out when your cover's blown
# There'll be someone
there to break your fall
# We are not alone
# Because when you cut
down to the bone
# We're really not so different
after all #
Brian?
- Are you going to write your