Degrassi: The Next Generation (2001–2015): Season 6, Episode 19 - Don't You Want Me? Part 2 - full transcript

- Please give it up for Lextacy.

- How was it?

- Honestly?

The most terrifying experience
of my life.

Gentlemen,
get ready to celebrate

the scintillating Sherry Jubilee...

- I think I'm going to throw up.

- Paige called.

She wants you to call her back.

- Mel?

This never happened, okay?



- Hey, sweets,

I brought falafell

Is that the only reason
you came over,

to fatten me up?

- No. Um...

... in fact, it's not.

I thought about what you said
about labels -

straight, bi, lesbian, whatever.

I really, really care about you

and I've decided to try
to get over my fears.

So...

... Ms. Nunez...

... will you be my sweetheart?

- There's your answer, sweetheart.



- 'Morning.

Irregular cookie?

- Mom...

God, how can you stomach
those things after a night shift?

Hey, each cookie
I mechanically assemble

gets us one step closer

to keeping a roof over our heads.

- Will this help?

- Holy...

Did you rob a bank?

Ajob at a schmancy bistro
equals big tips.

That's for the rent fund.

- Ah, thank you so much, honey.

You know that you're the one thing
I've ever done that turned out right?

- Don't be so sure.

Right now, I got an exam.

- Ahem.

Eeyore,
seen my friend Sean around?

- I'm sorry, man.

It's just...
everything's about to change.

Well, it's about time
you got some fresh gitch.

- I'm talking about my life, jackass.

Emma thinks she's pregnant.

- Are you serious?!

Congratulations, man! Score!

- Score?

What, have you been drinking?
Brake fluid?

- You've got her, bro. Forever.

Now this way,
Emma can't ditch your ass

when she comes to her senses.

- Y'know, gimme a break, alright?

Knocking her up
was never part of the plan.

- This is your ticket, Seannie.

Ready-made family,
life at the garage...

You're set for life!

Isn't that what you always wanted?

- Did you tip?

Or is every last dime
still going to your dad?

- Tip I did, gloomy one.

I also have one for you:

When boy hunting,
try to look like you're having fun.

- Jesse!

- You look great, Ellie.

- So what's in the bag?

A gesture
of sweet, sweet romance?

This? A little post-exam gift
for my belle.

Super on sale.
- Oh...!

- Sexy! It's perfect for work!

- Hilarious, Mel!

She's... she's joking.

Good. But as far as jokes go, hon?
Not so funny.

The thought of you wearing
a parka in that place

gives me an emotional boil.

Well, then, I guess I'll just have
to perform an emotional lancing.

Tomorrow night, I'll quit.
I'll find a new job.

- Are you serious?

Best present ever!

I suddenly feel like dancing!

- New job?

As far as Paige knows?
You bet.

- Big, fat lie.

Now there is a solid foundation
for a relationship.

- Yeah, a complicated one.

And if she finds out
I'm an exotic dancer,

there won't be one at all.

Well, good luck with that...
Lextacy.

You see, when a hot girl

shakes her naked ta-tas
for a living,

word gets around.

- Alex. Do you have a minute?

- Yeah.

- People are talking about you.
- Whatever. It's all lies.

- These people are your teachers.

They're all very impressed

on how you've had
a major turn-around this year.

However, I did hear
about your Organic Chem exam.

It's not exactly your best work.
Is everything okay?

Yeah, uh, couldn't be better,
Ms. H.

I'll study harder next time, okay?

Listen, I wanted to talk to you
about university.

- Yeah, universities cost money.

- There are scholarships or loans.

I'll write you
a glowing reference,

and with some part-time work...

- Is that all?

- How was your exam?

I managed.
Thanks for the study help.

- Okay...

if you're pregnant...

let's keep the baby.

If that's okay with you.

Yes. Yes.
Yes, it's okay with me.

Just us doing this together
makes it okay with me.

Ah, just promise me
your parents won't kill me.

Well, there will be serious drama,
but it's better than boot camp.

- I'm still going to enlist, Emma.

- What?

I'd send money.
I'd see you on leave.

It's best for everyone.

- Leaving me alone.

It's the worst idea, Sean!
It's ridiculous!

- I wouldn't bail on you, Emma.

I-I just want to get a career,
a chance to become something.

- And I'm stuck being a teen mom!

Well, that's fantastic.

Why are guys so typical?

- All by yourself, sweetheart?

Yeah, I didn't want to join
the dressing room nose-candy party.

- Smart girl.

But that tells me you need
the money for something else.

Yeah, I'm just not sure
dancing topless

for a bunch of lonely pervs
is worth it.

No offence.

Allan here
is one of my best clients.

- Lextacy, is it?

Is that French?

Look, Vlad, I don't think
I can do this anymore.

If you still need a waitress,

I can...
- But you are a natural, Alex.

I like you.

My clients like you.

So I'm going to give you
the weekend shifts.

Huge money.

Cash...

every night.

- What's the catch?

Aside from taking my clothes off.

- Just be sexy.

Hmm?

- Lextacy to the stage, please,

- Mel.

Where's Alex?

I want to wish her
a happy last night in this cesspool.

- You should go, Paige.

And next up,
one hand meets the other

for the sexy Lextacy...

- Paige, what are you...

Oh, I just thought I'd drop in,
check out some naked chicks

and surprise -
one of them was you!

- It's not what you think.

I saw you stripping!
Devoid of clothing!

What is there to think?!
What else aren't you telling me?!

How bad is it
that you have to do this?!

- I'm doing what I have to do, okay?!

Just don't worry.

And don't be mad. Please.

- How can I not worry?

- What is all this?

Young lady, if you want a job,

auditions are on Thursdays.

Goodbye.

So your votes
for Winterfest Ice Queen -

are you taking bribes?
- You're our girl, Darcy.

- Thanks for helping set up.

It'd be a winter-y nightmare
without you.

I had a nightmare:
Mr. Armstrong chased me off a cliff.

Must've been that functions exam.

Emma, help, I'm falling!
- Stop it.

I'm sorry. I'm just trying to skip
over the whole functions memory.

- Speaking of functions,

when we lived together,
we were in synch.

Last week,
I asked you for a tampon,

but you weren't... you know...

I think Sean and I
had an accident.

- No. Are you sure?

- I think so.

I didn't know it was possible
to be this scared.

- Buy you a drink, Lextacy?

Wait 10 minutes, Allan.
Show's free.

- Sorry.

You have a good night.

Who are you?
Five words or less.

- Entrepreneur, golfer...

divorced - twice -

old and... lonely.

- That's seven.

- What, you're counting the \x22and\x22?

- Okay, my turn.

I'm a lesbian.

- Ah.

I just wanted to talk.

- Super.

Thing is, uh...

my partner wants me
to quit working here

and, uh... it's getting hard
to find reasons not to.

- You know, it takes a...

brave, supremely confident woman
to do what you do.

If she can't handle it,
it's her loss.

- Yeah.

Thing is, I don't want to lose her.

I bet she doesn't want
to lose you, either.

Here.

For your time.

Ellie.
Rise and shine, sleepyhead.

El, half-hour till class.

Hey, come on!

- No, no, no, stay down.

- What? What?

- I just wanna say...
- There's something I...

- Sorry. You first.

I'm sorry you had to find out
the truth like that.

The look on your face
at the bar...

- You need help.

So... I'll forgive you,

erase that image
from my memory,

and we'll celebrate your new job...

at the dance.

There's an internship
at my mom's company...

- Paige, I have a job, okay?
- Exploiting yourself

is not a job!

So swallow your stupid pride

and accept help when it's offered.

My mom and I are this close
to being evicted.

I do this because I have to.

Get it?

- No. I will never, ever get

why you would take
your clothes off

for money.

For any reason. Ever.

I don't know,
female empowerment?

That's bovine fecal matter
and you know it, Alex!

- I'll have enough in a week or two.
- Until something else comes up!

Every night that you do this,

it kills me.

When does it stop?

Maybe when I make enough
for tuition.

Or when I get mommy's
magic credit card, like yours!

This is my reality, Paige.

And if you can't be there for me...

... we have no future.

- Sorry... Alex...

... I can't.

- Have fun at the stupid dance.

- Pregnant.

Everything we've talked about
was supposed to prevent this.

- It's not your fault, Mom.

- Okay... first things first.

Take the test.
If it's positive,

we'll make you
a doctor's appointment.

Okay. But remember, these tests
are only 99-percent accurate.

- Here we go again.

Is everything okay, honey?

Yeah! It's more than okay.
I got my period!

- Oh, yes!

Go Emma
You got your period

And you're not pregnant
We're going dancing

Let's pick a dress out

We're going dancing

- Hey, golfer.

Glad to see you.

- So things with the girlfriend are...?

- Mm. Big, huge, apocalypto fight.

This so-called confident woman is...

feeling pretty pathetic right now.

- Look, Lextacy -

whatever your name is -

come to Vegas with me.

- Vegas?

Okay, what part of \x22I'm a lesbian\x22
didn't you get?

I'm not asking you
to fall in love with me.

Think of it as another job.

Name your price.

- You pig!

If you even look at me...!
- Control yourself,

or there will be problems.
Are we clear?

I've got my own problems,
scumbag!

I quit!

- Surprised you're here.

Why won't you return my calls?

'Cause there's nothing
to talk about.

I got my period. False alarm.

- Really? Are you serious?

- It's not something I joke about.

- Well...

that... that's awesome. Right?

So what now?

- I don't know.

You're off to basic training,

I'm going to university next year...

- Well, when I get back...

- Stop.

Maybe we shouldn't make any plans
right now.

- Can I at least have a dance?

- What are you doing?

We don't have to move.

- I quit my job.

What can we sell?

You quit?
That was good money, Alex!

That was...

that was money we all need.

- Guess who made bail!

- Oh, perfect.

How, exactly?

- You kind of... helped.

- You used the money for him?

Ask me where that cash came from,
Mom! Ask me!

Do you know what I had to do?

Alex, we're all gonna
get out of this together.

- Wrong.

You're pathetic, Mom.

From now on, you're on your own.

- Alex?

- Think JT would've liked my crown?

Yeah, Toby Isaacs, Ice King?
You never would've lived it down.

- Lost your date?

- It's a solo flight tonight.

I guess it's just us friends.

- Me going stag, I get. But you?

Dude, I don't get this crazy world.

D'you know
this is my first Degrassi dance?

Do you like my dress?

Shouldn't it be on the floor
at work?

- Okay.

I've screwed up a lot.

But if I let you go...

it'll be the biggest screw-up
of my life.

So I quit stripping.

For real.

- Hon...

this is happy news.

- Chad's back.

I can't go home.

I have nothing.

Just help me. Please.

- Sweetie...

you have me.

How about a little...

faux-snow dance therapy?

It's the only dancing
I'll be doing from now on.

DVD Subtitling: CNST, Montreal