Freak Show (2017) - full transcript

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(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

Sometimes, I dream I can fly.

But I'm so exhausted
from flapping my wings

and the higher I soar,
it reminds me

of how little I fit in
with them on the ground.

So I rise and I rise

and I realize that

I don't wanna fly anymore.

They never knew what they were

looking up at anyway.

But my mother did.



(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

She always saw me.

I called her Muv.

And I loved her
like nothing else.

A living testament to grace

glamour and Gucci.

She had it all.

A siren in stilettos.

Abandon all hope
any men that fall

under her enchantment.

She is just..

Beyond.

Isn't she a vision?

That dress was to die for.



Well, it should be.

The price tag
nearly killed your father.

He knows the price of everything

and the value of nothing.

Did you just come up with that?

No, I stole it from Oscar Wilde.

We'd stay up late dissecting
and gossiping the night away.

I could've stayed
in that parlor forever.

Just me and she.

A circle of two.

(INAUDIBLE)

Unfortunately,
sometimes we were three.

Daddy Downer.

My parents fought
and fought like hell.

I never really knew
what drew them together.

But I was there that night

when they fell apart.

He headed south

and I stayed with Muv

for seven blissful years.

When she left this summer

destination unknown

I was shipped
to daddy's family estate.

And thankfully,
I didn't come alone.

Muv armed me with an unflinching

sense of style, glamor

and a closet full of frocks

bangles and beads.

So when she made her exit

I made them my entrance.

And, let's face it.

Father's old home
could use a little... wow.

(THINKING)
You again?

What am I going to do with you?

These are just words

and it's always better
to show than to tell.

So buckle up, darlings

because I'm gonna
take you on a little ride

I call my life.

It's time for school, Billy.

Oh, be with us, Jesus.

And take off
that glitter eyeshadow.

This isn't
"Dancing With The Stars."

This isn't Connecticut.

You're in the red states now.

You cannot go to your first
day of school like that.

You sweet, precious woman.

Of course I'm not
going to school like this.

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

Hi.

(SIGHS)

So I am Billy Bloom.

I just transferred here
from Darien, Connecticut

the hometown of Chloe Sevigny.

(CHUCKLES)
(STUDENTS MURMUR)

Hello!

And I realized for me

it was already over.

That is a fantastic tee
you're wearing.

You gotta...

Touch me again
and I'll kick your ass.

Oh!

You have got quite
a potty mouth on you.

Mm.

Go Griffins!

Go Griffins!
(CLASS CHANTS)

Welcome, class, to the
beginning of the school year.

I was a hit.

Good gosh almighty.

Told you to change.

I can take you shopping
for blue jeans on my day off

if it's okay
with Mr. Bloom.

Blue jeans
weren't gonna save me.

Maybe a ticket to Mars would.

Or Milan.

Anywhere..

But here.

You know, son

there's a great saying.

"The nail that sticks out
gets hammered down."

Hmm, yeah.

Well, Father

you'd certainly know
an awful lot

about getting hammered.

I'm not the one
with that problem.

I have to leave this town.

I've been hated
by some people before.

But not by everyone.

(SCREAMING)

Psst.

Hey, Billy.

Hi.

Okay, I just wanted
to let you know

that not everyone
in this school is a dick.

And I think you're amazing.

(THINKING)
I think I just made a friend

in this vipers' den.
Shit. I missed her name.

You know? Anyway..

If I can just catch a break

in her verbal avalanche,
I can ask h.. Hold on.

Did she just say,
"Blah, blah, blah?"

Anyway, pretty much
the school is douche soup

and they're all stewing in it.

- All of them?
- Yeah.

- I'll show you.
- But I don't care.

She's an angel.

Bib Oberman was in a boy band.

- No way!
- Way.

They were called
"In Twink."

Would you die or what?
- (SOFT CHUCKLE)

Oh.

And that's Lynnette Franz.

There's nothing she wouldn't do

to become homecoming queen.

Including burning her
competition at the stake.

We thought that was
just a metaphor

until we saw her
in the crucible.

She wasn't acting.

(SOFT CHUCKLE)

- And who's that?
- Oh, Sesame Blixton.

She's secretly dating
the entire basketball team.

I guess it's better
than the swim team.

Chlorine is such a turn off.

And that's Tiffany Tarbell.

She's a cutter for Christ.

Nobody's seen her
forearms since 8th grade.

Second-in-command
on Lynnette's God squad.

Big guy right there,
that's Bo-Bo Peterson.

He's a God on the football field

which is kind of ironic

considering
he's dating the devil.

The kid behind me, I don't know.

We don't talk to him.

Who is that?

Oh, that's Flip Kelly.

There's like a whole story.
You don't know it?

Okay, it was during
the homecoming game

of sophomore year.

The Griffins were down by three

when Flip, AKA Mark Kelly

executed a spectacular

last minute quarterback sneak

leaping and jumping
ten feet in the air

over the defensive line

and landing in the end zone.

Oh, my God.

The whole town needed a
cigarette after that catch.

And after that,
it was "Goodbye, Mark.."

- Hello, Flip.
- Exactly.

But it keeps going.

The whole town was whipped up

into such a frenzy
that they nominated him

as homecoming king

even though he was
only a sophomore.

So, Flip declines the title

and says it should go
to Bib Oberman.

Because he said Bib was the real
guy who led the team to victory.

I mean, people just
lost their freaking minds.

Because of what a wonderful

selfless young man
Flip Kelly was.

And from that day on

the kid could do no wrong.

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

♪ I am a part volatile ♪

♪ Can be as cold
as a winter beast but ♪

♪ Just like a child
a juvenile ♪

♪ My ego smile ♪

♪ I look the other way ♪

♪ And you can say ♪

♪ Anything you want
to me ♪

♪ Tell me any way
you choose.. ♪

(THINKING)
Is it just me

or does he literally move
in slow motion?

♪ It's not the truth ♪

♪ No I couldn't
take that from you ♪

♪ How could
I take that? ♪

♪ So say ♪

♪ Anything
you want to me ♪

♪ Anything
but the truth ♪♪

(GASPS)

I didn't mean to startle you.

I certainly did not mean
to make that sound.

You're funny.

You're Flip.

Well, I just wanted,
uh, to say hi.

Just introduce myself.

Hey, girl.

Hi.

Is that "Dorian Gray?"

Well, that's crazy, man. We're
reading' the same book.

I wasn't gonna be
the one to tell him

the entire senior class
was reading it

this semester.

Uh, well, um..

You know, I just..
I'll see you around?

And don't pay attention to
those assholes in Biology.

I think you're okay.

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

What are you doing over here?

Just wanted to see
how you're acclimating

to the new school.

I'm not a ficus plant, Father.

I don't acclimate.

You know, I remember
how you liked that

Thai restaurant back in Darien.

There's a great place
in town that we can...

I'm really sorry,
I'm in the middle

of something really important.

(THINKING)
Oh, Muv, I miss you terribly.

You haven't answered
any of my messages.

I know I'm only
supposed to be here

for the semester,
and I'm trying to fit in.

But I don't know how much
of me they can take.

Come and get me.

Love, your withering Bloom.

Billy.

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

Alright, class, listen up.

Now, your oral book reports

will be due October 18th.

Girls? Girls.

Break it up.

I've given you
a choice of topics.

"Zelda Fitzgerald,"
"The Teapot Dome Scandal"

and "The Picture
Of Dorian Gray."

Now, there's plenty of time

between now and October 18th.

Don't let me down.

(BELL RINGING)

Have a great rest of your day.

Class dismissed.

The ladies who lynch.

- Hi!
- Hey.

It's Billy, right?

Yes, it is indeed.

Well, we just wanted to
come on over and say "Hey."

- Hey.
- Hey.

We all might've gotten off
on kind of the wrong foot

seein' as you are,
you know, the new queer.

I mean, um,
I mean... I mean, kid

on the block and all.

Yeah, I guess you're right.

Just, we're not really used to
people like you around here.

- You mean amazing people?
- No.

I mean, like, boys
who dress like...

- Fashion icons?
- No, she means...

Legends of the runway?

Girls. She means boys
who dress like girls.

Anyway, don't mind her.

We were actually just
wondering if, you know

you'd like to help us
with our style

seein' as you've got it
all goin' on.

Absolutely, it'd be my pleasure.

How about we start right now?

Okay, Sesame.
Ditch the sweatpants.

Like Lagerfeld said

"It's the ultimate
sign of defeat."

Pretty funny, isn't it, Tiff?

Almost as funny as those wedges.

What are you trying
to do with those things?

- Kill a family of rats?
- Don't you dare.

One must always dare, darling.

Or else we'd all end up
looking like you.

Well, this has been fun.

We should do it
again sometime, okay?

Kisses.

I know I just signed
my own death warrant.

But sometimes, you just
gotta dress a bitch down.

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

What is it this time, Bloom?

(LAUGHING)

(BELL RINGING)
I am being

practically terrorized out there

and you won't lift a fetal
pig's brow to stop it.

Is someone teasing you?

Yes, uh, Bernie, Bib

Tiffany, Lynnette Franz

all day, every day.

Aren't you being
overly dramatic?

Normally, I would take
that as a compliment

but, no, I'm not, look at this.

Mr. Reamer.

You have to transfer me
out of that class.

Nothing I can do.

So, you're just gonna
sit there and watch

like a good German?

If Mr. Reamer won't
transfer me out of Biology

I'm gonna get myself
kicked out of Biology.

How?

It's Lindsay Lohan
that gets kicked out

of all those four-star hotels and
strip clubs, not Taylor Swift.

The pussiest pimple gets popped.

Okay.

Billy, you're starting
to scare me.

What're you gonna do?

I'm gonna get popping.

What?

(ROCK MUSIC)

Weeks rolled by

as I slalomed through
the daily shitshow

of masticated spitballs.

Total war.

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

What're you lookin' at, faggot?

You, Bernard.

The faggot is clearly
looking at you.

♪ If you losers
can't see.. ♪♪

The hash-fag.

(SCREAMING)

Life is hard, Billy.

Yes, but it's beautiful too.

♪ Don't you know
your queen? ♪

♪ Whipped ♪

Should we slow down, Muv?

♪ Heaving ♪

Slow down?
Oh-ho-ho.

To slow down would be
a fatal mistake.

♪ Don't you know
your queen? ♪

♪ Cracked ♪

♪ Peeling ♪

Slop on that gunk.

Hide that desperation.

Goal?

To erase Billy Bloom completely.

Let someone else
take over for a while.

When Billy looked around
and saw all he created

he said..

"It is good."

It is very good.

(PHONE BUZZING)

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

♪ No family is safe ♪

♪ When I sashay ♪

That's messed up.

What are you doin'?

♪ Hey hey hey hey ♪

♪ Hey hey hey hey ♪

♪ Hey hey hey hey ♪

♪ Don't you know
your queen? ♪

♪ Gleaming ♪

♪ Wrapped
in golden leaf ♪

♪ Don't you know me? ♪

♪ Rank ♪

♪ Ragged ♪

♪ Skin sewn on sheets ♪

Are you happy, Billy?

Me?
I've never been happier.

♪ ...the barracks ♪

It's hard to be happy
when you're

a chrysanthemum in a coal mine.

You know what I mean?

♪ Into the fold ♪

(SCREAMING)

♪ Marry ♪

♪ No family is safe ♪

♪ When I sashay ♪♪

Hey! Move!

Listen, I've gotta prepare
you for this world.

The world can be a cold,
hard, humorless place.

No! Move!

That's why..

You must always
let your fancy roam.

Yeah, I want you to learn
to take a deep breath.

- And if life kicks you..
- Muv.

You just kick harder!

Higher!

Higher!

Higher!

Muv.

Higher! Higher!

Muv.

Mr. Bloom.

Hey, Mr. Bloom,
I think he's wakin' up.

You're still
in the hospital, son.

You were in a coma

for five days.

Where is Muv?

She was just here.

Well, she couldn't make it, son.

Probably blacked out in a ditch.

- What did you say?
- Uh, she sends her love.

Welcome back, Billy.

You gave us all
quite a scare there.

How many fingers
am I holding up?

- One.
- Good.

Any blurred vision?
Headaches? Nausea?

All of the above.

Could I get some
lip gloss please?

When can I
take him home, doctor?

In a few days.

Your son has multiple abrasions

contusions, concussions

organ trauma and hemorrhaging

that we need to keep an eye on.

Well, I guess they
didn't like the dress.

Billy is quite
a fighter, Mr. Bloom.

The good news is
he is going to mend

with at least
a month of bed rest

and a little physical therapy.

You will feel quite dizzy
for a while

so just..
You take it easy, okay?

What happened?

Sir, do you mind if I tell him?

Of course not.

Uh, could you guys,
uh, give us a minute?

I'd... I'd like
to hear this, um, alone.

I'll give you
five minutes, okay?

And check his vitals and, uh..

Get the boy some lip gloss.

Hey.

Hi.

You know, you've got
a great dad.

He's been so worried
about you, Billy.

Me too, I've been here
just about everyday.

Most days, anyway, and..

I've been talking
to you non-stop.

Did you hear me?

No.

I even got you a..

Fashion magazine.

Ooh..

I'll just leave it here,
alright?

So, there were these guys

just texting shit about you.

And I... I didn't really
think much of it

'cause everyone's been talking
shit about you since you got here.

They have?

Billy, come on.

When you didn't
show up to Bio lab

and, and
neither did... did

Tim and Sal and those
asshole sophomore jocks..

Uh, look, Billy, I tried.

Like I really, really tried...

Flip..

It's... it's... it's okay.

I am not mad.

I'm grateful.

You saved my life.

Really?

Really, really, really.

Alright, well,
I gotta go, alright?

Where are you going?

Football practice.

You're..
Oh, you're good, buddy.

Doc said you're gonna be
good as new, back to..

(THINKING)
Think fast, Bloomy. Think fast.

(WHIMPERING)

Doctor!

What happened?

- What happened?
- I... I don't know!

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

Thank you, Flip.

Okay, you're home now.

And I better get goin', so..

What? No, no, no, no, no.

Stay here, you just got here.

Yeah, well, I just,
I just figured, you know

you'd want some rest or...
or call, call your friends.

- Or something.
- Relax.

You can't catch
multiple contusions.

Florence will make you
something to eat.

I... I... I just
wanna thank you

for everything that you've done.

Yeah, you know, Billy, I
appreciate it, I... I do

but, I'm not, I just, I really...
I really better get going.

Bye.

Holy..

You're an expressionist.

Huh, I see.

Well, yeah, I'm not
a total caveman, Billy.

You know, when I saw this,
this was part of an exhibit

at the Met in New York.

Yeah, it was on loan.

Daddy likes to spread the wealth

but not the hugs and kisses.

I told my dad that

I was gonna go see a Mets game.

And he bought it.

Oh, were these
the extra glitter?

- I love it.
- You like it?

Okay, so, I have
to tell you about school

because, literally

literally everybody
is talking about you.

And you are a hero.

You are a martyr to the cause.

They had an assembly at
school about hate crimes.

And a sensitivity speaker
was brought in

and she talked about tolerance.

She showed a movie
and everythin'.

A movie? Yeah, well,
that'll show 'em.

No, all those guys who beat
you up, they got expelled.

On the spot.
Just like that.

The school now has
a zero-tolerance policy

on all hate crimes.

And it's because of you,
really, it is.

Well, whatever I can do,
I will do.

Okay, so, Flip Kelly beat
the crap out of Bernie

the day after you were attacked

because he was laughing about how
you'd gotten your ass kicked.

And Lynnette Franz!

She broke up
with Bo-Bo Peterson.

But nobody knows why.

Okay, did you hear
about Sesame Blixton?

No, but tell me or I'll die.

Okay. She got a boob job.
Monster snoobs.

As a 17th birthday present

from her dad!

Right? I know!
Why! Ah!

Apparently, she got the boob
job to get Flip's attention

because she wants
to ask him to homecoming.

So how's he doin', ma'am?

A little tired but..

- Well, look who's back.
- Hey, Billy.

Actually, I, uh, gotta go.

- Feel better, Billy.
- Okay.

Come on, uh, honey,
I'll show you out.

Hey!

What'd you say your name was?

What's her name again?

I have no idea.

(CHUCKLING)

She's my very best friend.

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
I thought I was. Hmm?

Who's been comin'
over here everyday

like he said he would?

- You have.
- Hmm.

But, you spend all your time

in the drawing room

or talking about fly fishing

with my father, so..

I know, I love it!

I can't believe
the dude hates football.

It's the only thing
we have in common.

Do you hate football?

What?

No.
Who could hate football?

Well, except you two.

I don't know,
I just don't love it

as much as everyone thinks I do.

You're leaving skid marks
on daddy's new runner.

He's gonna freak out
when he sees the mess

that you have made, young man.

What's that Goddamned noise?

Oh, ha-ha, Flip!
Here.

- Hey.
- Hey!

- Let me give you a hand with that.
- Oh, thank you.

That "that" is your son.

How're you doin',
Mr. Bloom?

Even daddy
is under Flip's spell.

Here's what he was hoping.

That somehow
just my sheer proximity

to a manly man like Flip

will knock the sissy out of me

and maybe then, I'll gut fish

and give him grandchildren.

- Florence! Uh!
- Oh!

Apparently, Florence is
the only one in the house

immune to Flip's charm.

Why don't you make these
boys some of that delicious

Virginia fried chicken of yours?

What fried chick..

Why not?

- What is that?
- That is a broiled grapefruit.

And it's not gonna
kill you, I promise.

Honestly, Billy, I think
I'd just rather have

a peanut butter
and jelly sandwich.

Oh! No way!
Hey, Mr. Bloom!

Hey, Flip! How about a little doodle
socking tomorrow after school?

Oh, you got it!

- We're on!
- Alright, I'll see you later.

I hope that's a fish.

It's actually
a style of fishing.

You got the best dad.

Yeah..

If you're you.

But this is the most that I've seen
or talked to the man in seven years.

He turned on me
when I was ten years old

the first time I sashayed
across his marble floor

in his wife's satin slingbacks.

Daddy never recovered.

- That's a shoe, right?
- A-plus.

Okay. Okay. Okay.

It was very traumatic.

I was exiled from
the family after that.

No more regattas.
No more barbecues.

My life as a Bloom
had officially ended.

So, are you gonna eat that
broiled grapefruit or what?

Dude, you got it so good.
You've no idea.

I'm so sorry,
what is so good about it?

Everything.

You can dress
however the hell you like.

You can dye your hair
orange or pink.

Sleep till noon.
No one gives a shit.

Yeah, but that's because
no one gives a shit.

Yeah, you wanna
hear about my dad?

I was eight.

I skipped out on Pop Warner.

I wanted to go
to the comic book store.

My dad found me there.

I've never seen him so pissed.

In front of all my friends

he pulled down my pants
and beat me raw.

Oh.

I couldn't sit down for a week.

- That's terrible.
- It gets worse.

He made me burn all my comics.

Every single one of them
and, dude

I had this
Amazing Spider-Man ♪252.

That would be worth
bank right now.

What a prick.

"Man is many things,
but he is not rational."

- Oscar Wilde.
- Mm-hmm.

- Mm-hmm.
- I love that line.

What would you do if you
didn't play football?

Don't laugh.

Who could I laugh at?

I'd be an artist.

I knew it.

How could you?

I have a gift for the obvious.

Besides, you were
practically drooling

over daddy's Jackson Pollock.

I think you like football

as much as I like
eating with my fingers.

Alright, is it time for you

to roll around the backyard?

Twice a day.
Let's do it. Come on.

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

(FOREIGN SONG PLAYING)

On your right
is the historic home

of the Bloom family.

They are one of the
city's founding families.

(LAUGHING)

Now, that's a naughty monkey.

(SONG CONTINUES)

Welcome to the jungle, baby.

You need to eat.

Merci beaucoup.

(SONG CONTINUES)

(SONG CONTINUES)

I didn't choose to be fabulous.

Fabulous chose me.

Arm.

I was thinking maybe
you could be a little

less fabulous tomorrow.

- Just tone it down a little.
- What?

I just think if the guys got
to know you the way I do

then your situation at school
might get a whole lot better.

Less ostrich feather,
a little more Wrangler.

And, uh..

N.. Say it.

I'm sure it'll only be insulting

for the first minute or two.

Just, uh, lay off the, uh..

The, the, "Hey, girl."

Why don't we save that
for after school

and stick to chicks, cars and
zombie flicks from 8:30 to 3:00?

So, you want me to change
who I am for them?

No, for me.

I think we've established that I'd
do pretty much anything for him.

I'll think about it.

- Ta-da. I'm done.
- Finally.

Flip, it is beyond beyond.

- This is...
- Yeah?

Oh, I like that shoe.

It's really beautiful.

Thank you.

Well, look at you.

It was Flip's idea.

You know, you'll never
be able to get

what you want from a boy
like Flip Kelly.

Florence, we're just friends.

And I don't want anything
more from that relationship.

Really, I don't need love.

Or sex or physical attention.

I'm perfectly happy with
things the way they are.

Thank you very much.

Well, you might be able
to tell that to yourself

but you can't tell that
to old Florence.

What.. Uh!
Your lunch. Hello?

Would it kill you
to cut off the crust?

I can't. I can't.

- Yes, you can.
- I can't.

Yes, you can. Trust me.

How can I face them after
what they did to me, huh?

How can they face you?

That's their shit, Billy.
Come on. I got your back.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(ALL CHEERING)

It's great
to have you back, Billy.

Translation,
"Please don't sue me."

For the yearbook, Billy.

Whatever I can do for you..

I'll let you know,
Mrs. Monusky.

- I'll let you know.
- Okay, class?

(ALL CHEERING)

Ready? Okay!

B-I-L-L-Y.

Who's our high school's
favorite guy?

- Billy!
- Billy.

(CHEERING CONTINUES)

Peace be with you.

Let the healing begin.

Hello.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Make that leap.
Make that leap.

Hey, what are you guys
talking about?

Fashion.

'Cause I thought that
we were talkin' football.

We were talkin'
about shoulder pads.

FYI, they rocked the runway
in Paris last spring.

Well, I thought we were
talking about football.

And anyway, you didn't say
anything about my pants.

Are these butch, baby, or what?

Billy?

I thought we said

more Wrangler, less fabulous.

Yeah, I thought you were joking.

I'm not.

Fag!

(LAUGHING)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

Billy?

Now, before you say anything

you said after school,
I could be me.

And this is me.

You look awesome.

Seriously?

Four hours in hair and makeup.

I've been preened, plucked
and bustiered so tightly

that my toes are turning
blue, and "Awesome"?

No.

I look Atlantastic.

Okay, Atlantastic.

Why'd you run away
after class today?

I didn't run.
I was chased.

Oh.

We're making progress, right?

I mean, you're not getting beamed
in the head as much anymore.

Am I not?
This is crazy.

I'm compromising myself
for reasons

I don't even understand anymore.

I need a drink.

Want me to hold your thing?

Shut up.

(RETCHING)

Flip, Flip!
I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry. I must've
made them pretty strong.

I forgot, that's how
Muv likes them.

Stop callin' me Flip.

I hate it.
It's a stupid nickname.

Call me Mark.

Mark.

(CHUCKLES)

You know what, Billy?

You're alright.

Thank you very much.

No, I mean it.
I mean it.

You are who you are, and..

And... yes?

I have somethin' for you.

His name's Lenny.

I want you to have him.

- Really?
- Take him.

I mean, so what
if he's half-burnt?

He's screwed up.
He'll fit right in here.

You know what I mean?

I wanna tell him I don't
know what he's talking about

but I don't wanna
ruin the moment.

I think he's tryin' to explain
our friendship in straight terms

which I'm not very fluent in.

Billy, you're gonna
be great tomorrow.

They're gonna love you.

Just remember,
no pizazz, alright?

Hey, no pizazz, alright?

I've gotta be me, Mark.

Do you?

I've got to be me.

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

The pain!

Do you feel the flames?

Do you feel the hellfire
flickerin' at your feet?

I am the ghost

of Zelda Fitzgerald.

And when I danced
upon this mortal coil

with my husband,
F. Scott, and I

we knew boundless joy

and unfathomable pain.

Our larger-than-life
escapades

and violent,
gin-fueled tantrums

defined the Roarin' Twenties.

And I, I still remember

how we danced

how we drank, how we fought

and how we loved

like there was
no... tomorrow.

And now..

As my skin

blisters and burns

scorches and curls off the meat

and with every flame lick
I endure

I'm reminded of my own..

Personal damnation.

From madcap

to just plain mad..

I am Zelda Fitzgerald!

And I wrote
"The Great Gatsby."

And scene.

(APPLAUSE)

In all 27 years of my teaching

I have never been more
thrilled by a book report.

Oh, no, no, no.

Mrs. Monusky,
that's so kind.

If you'll excuse me, I've gotta
scrape cereal off my face.

Of course.

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

♪ Bright light city
gonna set my soul ♪

♪ Gonna set my soul
on fire ♪

♪ Got a whole
lot of money ♪

♪ That's ready to burn ♪

♪ So get those stakes
up higher ♪

♪ There's a thousand
pretty women ♪

♪ Waitin' out there ♪

♪ And I'm just the devil
with love to spare ♪

♪ Viva Las Vegas ♪

♪ Viva Las Vegas.. ♪♪

Maybe dancing on the coffee
table was a bad idea.

Listen to me, Junebug.

You only get one shot
at the pageant

so who cares if you
smash up a few tables?

At least you danced.

Jesus Christ!

Oh!

Well, if it isn't
the disappearing man.

You missed it all, William.

And yet, you were not missed.

Goddammit, Muv,
what's wrong with you?

Stop it!
Don't yell at her!

It's okay. I'm used to it.

What were you thinking?

Stop! I did it!

- I broke the table!
- Is that the truth?

"The truth is rarely pure
and never simple."

- What?
- Oscar Wilde, you philistine.

- Just go to bed!
- At least I danced.

Isn't that right, Muv?

Yes, love. That's right.

- Thank you very much.

Ever let the fancy roam.

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

Hey, ladies, get in line!

Time to hit the rope.

You know the drill.

One of you holds.

One of you climbs.

Coach Carter. Sir. Hi.

I don't feel like
this is something

I should be doing.

This isn't a therapy session.

That's the whole point!

You're not supposed to feel!

You're supposed
to be a man and do!

Now let's go!

Bloom, you hold.

Bo-Bo, you climb.

You can handle that, right?

Feelings?

(GRUNTS)

Oh, sweet, baby Jesus,
no, no, no.

Don't do this to me.

Not Bo-Bo.

Another perfect specimen
of Gluteus and Maximus.

I closed my eyes for one second

and my President Johnson
was saluting the troops.

Hey, Bo-Bo, Billy's got
a present for you.

And it's tiny.

(LAUGHING)

Hey, guys, guys!
Just quit it!

Hey!

Knock it off.

It's embarrassing enough
as it is.

Bloom, why don't you
hit the showers?

Make it a cold one.

- Oh!
- Oh!

(WHISTLE BLOWING)

Alright, you morons

this kind of thing
can happen to anyone.

A hundred push-ups
right now!

It could.

His ass was in my face. It
could have been anyone's ass.

- Yo...
- I'm at the mercy of my hormones!

Look, dude, all I'm
sayin' is that it's just

it's a tough thing
to live down, alright?

Maybe it's not such a big deal.

I mean, Coach Carter said
this happens to everybody.

Don't even think about taking
a shower with us, boner.

Oh, come on, man.

Dickwad.

Leave him alone.

What, are you two
butt buddies or somethin'?

Dude, back off.

Oh, so you are!
You're fudge packers.

Shut up!

Oh!

(ALL CHEERING)

Fight! Fight!

Hey, break it up!

Break it up! Break it up!

- Fucking faggot!
- Are you kidding me?

It's homecoming in two weeks.

Are you trying
to make me bench you?

Look at me.
What's goin' on?

Is there something you
need to talk about, Flip?

No, nothing.

Help me out here, guys.

What's goin' on?

Billy, what's goin' on?
Billy. Billy!

Oh, Flip, Flip, please
tell me it's not true.

You're not gay, right?

Flip, I heard Billy
was practically

ass raping you in gym class.

That's a lie, and besides,
I was behind him.

Well, at least
we know you're the top.

Would you shut up?

Hey, hey, hey, are you okay?

Yeah, I'm okay, I'm fine.

Would you just please
just get out of here?

I was just trying to help.

Well, stop helpin', okay?

You know what,
we'll let you guys

have your little
lover's quarrel alone.

- We're not...
- Let's get out of here, Mark. Come on.

Get off me, you homo!

(CHUCKLES)

Oh, no, trouble in paradise?

(DOOR CLOSES)

Muv?

- Muv?
- Hi.

Junebug!

Mr. Bloom is on his way.

I see you found the bar.

You're out of gin.

I've missed you so much.

I can't stand another second.

Just take me home.

Let me look at you.

Darling, when did you
start wearing blue jeans?

Oh, no. I know. But they're
really common around here.

I know, that's the problem.
They're so common.

Oh, I was so worried about you.

I came as soon as I heard
you were in a coma.

That was five weeks ago.

I'm sorry I couldn't get here any earlier.
I've been abroad.

Is that what they call
rehab these days?

Isn't there a toilet around here

that needs scrubbing, flossy.

Nothing around here needs
scrubbing except for your mouth.

My angel.

- Where's Daddy, darling?
- Hiding.

Junebug.

Be a lamb and make
your Muv another drinkie.

Do you want
a Tequila Mockingbird?

Or a Sunset Boulevard
Bourbon on the rocks?

Surprise me.

Voila!

Put that thing out.

Happy?

Billy, go to your room.

No. I'm not
going anywhere.

Please, son, just go upstairs.

You're just upset because
Muv's come back for me

and we're getting out
of Satan's strip mall.

You know what, honey, I
think your father's right.

- No. You know what?
- You better go up...

Stay here.

Well, that didn't
take long, Miriam.

I just stopped
the payment on Thursday.

It's Mauveine, Bill.

Actually, it's not.

You know what,
I'll go start packing.

Goddammit, wake up!

She's not here to take you home!

Yes, she is. Tell him.

We're going home, right?

Is that why you're here?

Mom?

Don't call me that.

(SIGHS)

The deal is, son,
Oscar had it half-right.

The truth is rarely pure

but it's often very simple.

Ah..

(SIGHS)

Look, I need that money.

I deserve it.
I deserve it!

I'm not paying you child support

for a child you don't support.

Support him?

Christ, I was gonna flush him.

You wanted a son.

I gave you a son.

So pay up.

Checkie!

Just write the check
and I'll be out of here.

(SOBBING)

(CLANKING)

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

(SIGHS)

- You cut the crust off?
- Mm-hmm.

- Thank you.
- You bet.

Well.. Hello!

Hi, ma'am.
Is, uh, is Billy home?

Drink?
Something to drink?

Oh, no. No.
No, thank you.

I just, I just really
need to, to see Billy.

I'm Mauveine.

Enchante.

You're, you're Muv?

Wow! Wow, ma'am!

It's... it's a pleasure
for me to meet you.

I've heard so much
about you from Billy.

Friend of Billy's?

That's how they do it in Paris.

I've never been to Paris.

Football player too, huh?

- Yes, ma'am.
- Huh.

Isn't that
a co-in-ki-dink?

You know, I was

a big-time cheerleader.

I was.

Rah. Rah.

Rah!

Ms. Muv, ma'am, it's been

it's been real nice getting
to know you, Ms. Muv.

- But I've really got to go see Bi...
- Shake it to the left.

Shake it to the right.

Hit 'em to the left,
hit 'em to the right.

Stand up, sit down,
fight, fight, fight! Ah!

Oh, God! Oh!
Ms. Muv! Ms. Muv!

Let's get you up.
Come here, alright.

Here we go.
Here we go.

Oh!

Oh!

- Oh, Junebug? Junebug?
- Billy?

June... bug?

With all due respect,
ma'am, you're drunk.

That's the smartest thing
I've heard you say

since I met you, son.

You know what,
I have cleaned the toilets

and now it's time
to take out the trash.

Oh, simmer down, slugger.

My Uber... awaits.

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

Sometimes, I dream I can fly.

But I'm so exhausted
from flapping my wings

and the higher I soar,
it reminds me

of how little I fit in
with them on the ground.

So..

I rise..

And I rise, and I realize that..

I don't wanna fly anymore.

They never knew what they
were looking up at anyway.

And so, it is
with great excitation

and an okay from the Almighty

that I announce my candidacy

for homecoming queen!

(CHEERING)

Over my dead body!

Look! We've got a jumper!

It's Billy Bloom!

I'm not killing myself,
you philistines!

I've never been more
determined to live in my life.

I'm not gonna let some
bible-humping debutante

make a mockery of everything

I hold dear in this life.

Glamour, pageantry

and good hair.

I am announcing my candidacy

for homecoming queen!

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Lynette! Help!
Are you dead?

It's time to put a real queen

in charge of things around here.

Wait, wait. What happened?
This is my interview.

Give me a second
please, Lynette.

It... it's Bloom,
isn't it? The coma kid?

Now, how do you wanna
be identified on camera?

Gay? Straight?
Transgender?

Transvisionary.

Gender obliviator.

Freak!

Okay, yeah, well, I was gonna
reclaim it as my own anyway.

Works for me.

Wait, uh, now, this is my dream.

I'm standing here
with Billy Bloom

self-proclaimed freak

here at
Ulysses S. Grant Academy

where history is being made.

And this young man,
that's right, I said man

just announced his candidacy

for homecoming queen!

Billy? Thank God.

Oh, I was so worried.
You didn't text me back.

You don't need
to be afraid. They do.

Tell us about
your platform, Billy.

- Him? What about me?
- Well.

My platform is simple.

I am pro-glamour,
I'm anti-khaki.

I am pro-any-artistic-risk

and I'm against any
attempts at categorization.

I am here to bring an end
to the hatred

I've found
at Ulysses S. Grant

and the world at large.

What do you think you're doing?

I'm going to watch golf

in peace.

Don't give me that look.

- What look?
- That look!

Oh, I know the world
is a horrible place

for rich, handsome,
entitled men.

Cry me a river.

I didn't ask him to come here.

And that was your first mistake.

I love my job, Mr. Bloom.

Lord knows I love this family.

But I'll walk
straight out that door

right here and now

if you don't stop
acting like an ass.

That's enough.

Oh, but I haven't even started.

Did you forget that
this is the child

that you prayed for?

Well, I remember,
because I'm the one

who taught you how to pray.

Well, I didn't pray for this.

It's all over the news.

He's running
for homecoming queen.

He is telling the monsters

who put him in a coma

"I will not let your abuse
and your insults

"define how I wear..

My tiara."

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

I'd rather be with my son.

But he doesn't want me.

I tried.

I tried in Darien
but Muv shut me down.

I tried here
and... he shut me out.

So keep trying.

You have more
in common with that boy

than you think.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Hey, girl, hey!

Billy, what do you
think you're doing?

Be gone, you have
no powers here.

Homecoming queen?
Billy?

Are you serious?

There's nothing
I can do for you now.

Don't you get that?

You've done quite enough, Mark.

Okay, you know what?
Fine.

You do what you want.

But don't expect me
to bail you out.

From now on, you're on your own.

Actually, I'm not.

How would you like
to be my sidekick?

Billy, I... I have been
waiting my whole life

for someone to ask me that.

N... no, I mean

your name is really Mary Jane?

Yeah.
What did you think it was?

Uh, it's not important
right now.

We have bigger problems
to solve.

And I don't want to do
this one alone.

You won't be alone.

I mean, we'll all
be there for you!

- So.. We?
- Okay, Billy.

I have wanting to tell you
about them forever.

But I was bound by oath
to keep their secret

until they told me
it was okay to let you in.

Who?

The shadow people.

- The who?
- The shadow people.

It's a secret population
of students

who survive on the fringes
of the academy.

They live under the radar,
out of the spotlight.

They're just regular
students, like you and me.

I mean, you see them everywhere.

You just don't notice them

because they know
how to blend in.

You see, the trick is you
have to be attractive enough

as to not draw attention

but not attractive enough
as to stand out

in a sea of physical perfection.

You have to be, um, a
strict seven and a half.

They've been waiting a long time

for someone like you
to come along

and they are ready
to lend their support.

I know you won't
let them down, Billy.

Students of Grant Academy

for too long

you have suffered in silence.

I am like you.

For too long, I thought
being on the outside

meant having no voice.

I accepted the moldings
and manipulations

that were pushed upon me

and was still
shamed into silence.

No more. No more!

No more. No more!

All that changes
from this moment on.

I know that without
hope, you cannot live.

And without a bit of glamour,
you can't live well.

We are important.

And we owe it to the
kids that come after

the little boys and girls
with the wrong haircut

or wrong accent
or wrong curric...

Extra-curricular hobbies

to try and push ourselves
into the light.

Give them the hope of seeing

a boy nominated
for homecoming queen.

(APPLAUDING)

This is Felicia Watts

back at Ulysses
S. Grant Academy

where it's day five of

"Academy Under Siege."

What's at stake?

One girl's dream and every
girl's rights and privileges.

With me is
homecoming queen nominee

Lynnette Franz.

Lynnette, can you
give us an update?

Can I ever!

Well..

So, I was supposed to be

the only candidate
running this year.

That's been the plan
since the seventh grade.

But then, this
sexually confused weirdo

announced that he was running.

Now, I don't know, maybe

maybe he doesn't realize
he's not a girl. Whatever.

He doesn't stand
a chance of winning

because everybody hates him.

Everybody?

Lynnette, look at
the walls around you.

The support for Grant Academy's

Gender Obliviator is palpable.

With all due respect, Felicia

this is a simple case of..

Decency versus depravity.

Tradition versus perdition.

And by the end of this election

I believe.. No.

I know that this school

and this nation
will come to its senses

and put a real queen in
charge of things around here.

So, you don't think
Billy Bloom has a chance

of taking home the tiara?

A homosexual
representing our school?

I'd laugh if he wasn't
being so disrespectful.

I mean, it's like he's peeing

on the flag or something.

Look, he just wants attention

like all gays do, you know?

I do not.

Well, so, they can further
their gay agenda.

And that is
the God's honest truth.

What Billy is doing here

by running for homecoming queen

is destroying the way of
life here at the academy.

Let's make America great again!

Bye, Felicia.

(CHUCKLES)

Disgruntled, delusional..

But determined
homecoming queen candidate

Lynnette Franz.

And I am sure we have not heard

the last of her.

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

And after me, say

"Let Billy Bloom!"

One, two, three..

- Let Billy Bloom.
- Let Billy Bloom.

Louder.
Come on.

- Let Billy Bloom.
- One more time.

- Let Billy Bloom.
- Let Billy Bloom.

Let Billy Bloom!

(CHEERING)

I love the shadow people!

They're like little
homecoming elves.

Oh. Yes! There ain't no
stopping us now, Billy.

Alright, if we can get
one A-lister on our side

I think we can turn this
whole election around.

Really, I do.

- What about Flip?
- Next.

- Bo-Bo Peterson?
- Not gonna happen.

No, I think we can
make it happen.

I mean, honestly,
he hates Lynnette now.

She broke up with him. She broke
his heart, banged his brother.

I love it.

- Vote Lynette.
- Vote for me.

- Vote for Lynette.
- Vote for Lynette.

Vote for me.

Bo-Bo, I am so sorry

to hear about you and Lynnette

but have you given any thought
to the other candidate

running for homecoming queen?

I ain't voting for that ho!

I'd just as soon vote
for a butt worm.

Well, naturally, I am flattered.

You got my vote. Just
make sure you beat her.

Welcome to Team Bloom!

So, Bib, here's the deal.

When I give the signal
at the pep rally

you're gonna put
this button on your shirt.

What's the "F" for,
"Fag?"

No, it's for freak, you freak.

Or should I call you Kid Krush?

Okay, look, butt lick

I don't know how you
found out about In Twink

but if you don't shut up about
it, I'll beat you so hard

you're gonna miss
that coma, you got it?

It's not so much did I get it

but this young,
budding Tarantino did.

Wait.
Where did she come from?

Only the shadows know.

Now, do we have your support

or do you want that last
little hate crime rant

to go viral?

(SIGHS)

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

- Oh, no. Not again.
- What is it?

- Oh, it's nothing.
- No, no, no. Let me see.

"Dear Billy,
you are fierce."

Ain't nothing wrong with that.

Yeah, keep going.

Yadda, yadda, yadda..

"You make me sick.

"You're ruining everything.

"I'm going to tie you up
and fuck you

till you love me,
faggot."

Chill out, all I'm trying to do

is make this world
a little more pretty.

I know, right?

A stalker means
you're officially famous

which is good news.

I'm going to have to
get you a security detail.

Yeah, I'm feeling good about..

Yeah, I'll be
right back, alright?

- Hey.
- Hey.

(CHUCKLES)

I just wanted to say good luck with
the whole homecoming queen thing.

Thank you.
And you, too.

With the big match,
I... I mean.

Not that...
The homecoming queen.

Too many queens
would spoil the broth.

- You're funny.
- You're Flip.

I miss hanging out
with you, Billy.

- Aren't you done yet?
- Yeah, just..

Just, uh, just give us a second.

It's been a second.

Yeah, just give us a minute!

I'm taking Sesame to the dance.

You know they're fake, right?

Billy, I think I'd know.

Oh, you sweet, innocent boy.

Go. Go on.

It's been a minute.

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

Hey, Billy, how's it going?

I've had better days.

I've got to sort out
all this stuff.

- Do you want a ride?
- With you?

I know I've been a dick, but
I wanna make things right.

Yeah. Sure.
Thank you.

Get off. Get off.

Bernie, what the fuck..

You don't mean that.

Please don't tell anyone.

Don't tell anyone!

Ladies and gentlemen,
hello, and welcome

to the Ulysses
S. Grant Academy

homecoming game pre-show.

(CHEERING)

And I... and I know
how excited everyone is

to see this year's nominees

so without further ado

I present the parade of floats

made by your homecoming
queen candidates.

First up, Miss Lynnette Franz!

(CHEERING)

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

Oh, come on.

These folks expect a show!

They want to be wowed!

♪ Oh oh oh oh ♪

♪ You better run
better.. ♪♪

I mean, this is the float

that you've been planning
since the seventh grade?

This float was meant
to be her legacy.

It should have been
the ultimate expression

of who she was, and the
culmination of all her hopes

and dreams and heartfelt
artistic yearnings!

Luckily, the crowd
didn't have too long

to dwell on this because..

And now, ladies and gentlemen

I present our second candidate.

Here comes Billy Bloom!

(UPBEAT MUSIC)

♪ Ah ah ♪

(CROWD CHEERING)

♪ Candy ♪

♪ She's sweet like ♪

♪ Candy in my veins ♪

♪ Baby ♪

♪ I'm dying for ♪

♪ Another taste ♪

♪ And every night
my mind is ♪

♪ Running around her ♪

♪ Then it's
getting louder ♪

♪ And louder ♪

♪ Baby you're like
lightning in a bottle ♪

♪ I can't let you go
now that I got it ♪

♪ All I need is ♪

♪ To be struck ♪

♪ By your electric ♪

♪ Love ♪

♪ Baby you're
electric love ♪

Surely, I have reached nirvana.

This is heaven on earth

and I haven't
even been crowned yet.

So, let's not let
four quarters of football

stand between me and my tiara

and just cut
to the end of the game.

Let's go, Griffin.
Let's go!

Let's go, Griffin.
Let's go!

There are 15 seconds
left to play

and we're down by three.

The fate of the entire universe

rests on Flip's broad shoulders.

(INDISTINCT CLAMORING)

Touchdown!

Oh, the Griffins scores
and with that

the Griffins win, 27

Huskies, 24.

I didn't see the touchdown.

I was looking at Flip.

Is he okay?

Those scouts.

His father.

This game..

He'll be okay.

It meant everything to him.

(CROWD APPLAUDING)

(CROWD CHEERING)

And just like that,
with one thumbs up

Flip Kelly was gone

and Mark Kelly
could paint the world

however he saw it.

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

I wanna congratulate
our Griffins!

(CHEERING)

And especially
Bo-Bo Peterson.

Stand up, Bo-Bo.

On a spectacular

game-winning touchdown.

And our thoughts and prayers
go out to Flip Kelly

and hope that tonight's
unfortunate injury won't..

Let's just keep him
in our thoughts.

But now, it's time to give

our homecoming queen
nominees their chance

to say something before

the ballots are cast
and a winner is crowned.

First up, Lynnette Franz.

(CHEERING)

- Here, my dear.
- Thank you.

Hi, everyone.
How you doin'?

Okay..

Principal Onnigan, faculty

friends, cheer squad, God Squad

alumni and lunch ladies!

Let's hear it for the real girl!

Me! Yay!

So... first reason

you should vote for me..

And, uh..

I kinda can't believe that I
have to remind you all this

but apparently I do.

Homecoming queens..
Hmm..

Yeah, they're... they're,
they're girls, y'all!

(CHEERING)

You can't just decide
what's right and wrong

based on the cast
of "Glee."

- Hashtag quotable.
- We love Lynette!

Second reason
you should vote for me.

My rival..

And I'm not even going to dirty
my lips to say his name.

Don't do it.

He seems to only be
interested in one thing

and that's turning this school

into some kind of tranny bar.

All gays are going to hell.

- Yup.
- And that's not me.

It's not me saying that.

That's..

That's Leviticus.

That's right, yeah, girl.

♪ Father son
and Holy Ghost ♪

♪ Who's the queen
Christ loves the most? ♪

♪ Lynette Lynette ♪

♪ Lynette ♪♪

(CHEERING)

Thank you.

Thank you so much.

Thank you so much.
Thank you.

You know, I've been
waiting for this day

since I was twelve years old.

I'm sure you all have too.

That was enlightening.

And our next contestant..

Billy Bloom.

(CHEERING)

Thank you, Lynnette, for that

most gracious set-up.

Now..

My appearance tonight
might come as a shock

to many of you.

Sure, I could have worn a real
show-stopper of an outfit

and talked smack about Lynnette

and reminded you all
how you tried to kill me

and maybe you could vote for me

to try and clear your conscience

but instead, I stand before you.

And I'm stripped of all my
usual bells and whistles.

Just a clean-scrubbed face.

To show you that..

To show you that I'm

I'm not so different from you

despite your protestations

despite mine.

You can call me a freak.
Okay.

I am what I am.

You're all freaks too, I mean..

Look at you.

Isn't that what being
a teenager is all about?

I think that
we're all pretty worried

that we're not gonna fit in.

That if people
found out the real us

they would reject us, they
would recoil in horror.

That they'd all hate us.

And we all carry around

some kind of secret shame.

We've each got a flag to fly.

Just some of us are flying
them on the inside.

So, I am asking you to look
inside that secret place

where your freak flag flies

and raise it up..

Loud..

And proud.

Look, I know I have not
been here for very long

but I am asking for a
tradition to take place now.

A tradition of inclusion.

Of acceptance.
Of tolerance.

Love who you're gonna love.

Follow whatever path
it is that makes you

be the person that you are.

I... I've got one thing
to ask tonight

when you cast your ballot.

Vote for me.

You're voting for the freak

in all of us.

You're voting for the freak
that stands before you

but you're voting for..

The freak in each
and every one of you.

That's all.

(CHEERING)

Yay! Billy!

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

(CHEERING)

And now, students
of Grant Academy

it's time to get out your
smart phones and vote.

Well, the votes
have been tabulated

and you've all made your
feelings abundantly clear.

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

The winner is Lynnette Franz!

(CHEERING)

Here she is,
ladies and gentlemen.

Your new homecoming queen

Lynnette Franz!

Thank you.

Thank you.

The crowd who just moments
ago were on my side

now applauded wildly for her.

What are you still doing
on stage, freak?

Get lost.

Sesame, do you always
have to be such a bitch?

Yeah.
I think I do!

Billy.

She might have gotten my vote

but you got my heart.

Good job.

Thank you.
Thank you so..

I know, stop.

Thank you.

God wins!
God wins!

For me, it was never actually
about being the queen.

It was about showing them
I was worthy.

And I did.

And what to my wondering
eyes should appear..

Billy.

But the man who I thought

had abandoned me.

The man who came
to tonight's barbecue

even though he thought his
little boy was gonna give

a speech in a dress.

The man that is..

Daddy?

I'm here.

I'm queer.

I'll get used to it.

- I lost.
- Are you kidding me?

That was the biggest win
I've ever seen.

Look at me.

I am so proud of you.

Thank you.

Mm.

Come on, son.
Let's go home.

Yes, sir.

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

You know I could have
dodged that tackle

the other night, right?

But I realized that I found
something more important than

than pleasing my dad.

More important than football.

Me.

I never would have
discovered that without you.

I'm so sorry I stopped
being your friend.

It's okay.

You were just being you.

Muv was just being Muv.

How about I do me

and you do you?

And maybe one day we can try

the other way around.

Deal?

Nice try.

(UPBEAT MUSIC)

♪ I need your secrets ♪

♪ From your past ♪

♪ It's like
your stitches ♪

♪ Are pulled apart ♪

♪ Your information ♪

♪ Is high demand ♪

♪ And all that content ♪

♪ Is like
grains of sand ♪

♪ As it diffuses ♪

♪ Through those cracks ♪

♪ It's in the air now ♪

♪ There's no
turning back ♪

♪ And those
little victims ♪

♪ That no one sees ♪

♪ Need information ♪

♪ That your body bleeds ♪

♪ I need to know
you're thinking of me ♪

♪ I need to know
you're there ♪

♪ I need
the information now ♪

♪ I got to know
that you care ♪

♪ Give me something
that I can work with ♪

♪ Deliver me
from the dark ♪

♪ Give me something
that I can count on ♪

♪ Right now
it seems so far ♪

♪ You're complicated ♪

♪ And hard to read ♪

♪ Your information ♪

♪ Is all I need ♪

♪ But when
those stitches ♪

♪ Are pulled apart ♪

♪ All that content ♪

♪ Well it gets so dark ♪

♪ It becomes toxic ♪

♪ And hard to breathe ♪

♪ You can't escape it ♪

♪ And it gets extreme ♪

♪ I need to know
you're thinking of me ♪

♪ I need to know
you're there ♪

♪ I need
the information now ♪

♪ I got to know
you care ♪

♪ Give me something
that I can work with ♪

♪ Deliver me
from the dark ♪

♪ Give me someone
that I can count on ♪

♪ Right now
you seem so far ♪

♪ Give me something
that I can work with ♪

♪ Deliver me
from the dark ♪

♪ Give me something
that I can count on ♪

♪ Right now
you seem so far ♪♪

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

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