Infamous

I believe in fate.

I believe the universe has a plan for me.

For... For you, for everybody.

Doesn't it, really?

So, my question is...

is this my destiny?

Is this what I've been fighting for?

Hi.

My name is Arielle.

And for as long as I can remember...

I knew I was going to be famous.

Ew.

What is he doing here?

Hey. Club called me, and some of the girls didn't show again.

Bobby's gonna stick around until I get back.

So what, he just got locked out

- out of his fucking trailer again? - Quit your bitching, Ariel.

- Fuckin' assholes. - Ma, I don't need a babysitter,

and he's got his own place.

- This is our house. - It is my house.

You start paying rent, you can tell me who gets to stay here.

Leftover KFC in the fridge.

She's way too fucking good for you, you know that?

But you ain't.

- You're a real piece of shit. - Got any pot?

Yeah, I... I do,

and guess who's not fucking getting any.

Hey!

What the fuck?

Ooh...

Hit that bitch.

Maybe if you weren't such a slut.

She's a cunt.

The video is everywhere.

Yeah. Even and my cousin and his friends said they saw it.

I can't believe Jeremy hasn't liked any of my fucking photos.

You gonna say somethin'?

I, uh... I've never really seen you around here before.

You saw me yesterday.

Well, I meant before that.

What are you doing?

Cylinder's misfiring.

Okay.

I'm staying with my dad.

So, are you gonna be staying around for a while, then?

For a time, at least.

What's your name?

It's Dean.

Dean Taylor.

You?

You gotta earn my name first, grease monkey.

Well, see you around, Dean Taylor.

Two first names.

I'll have the Cobb salad and an iced tea.

Okay.

I swear to God, Jason told you.

Your cousin's the biggest bullshit artist alive.

- He's not. - He lies about everything, even stupid stuff.

- That's true. - Whatever.

'Cause he was totally in prison.

- Wait, who went to prison? - Dean Taylor.

Hid dad owns that shitty mechanic shop over on 2nd.

Hmm. Half the fucking town's in prison.

I mean, seems pretty all right.

Wait. I thought he was, like, living with his mom in Kentucky or something.

- No, his mom is dead. - She didn't die. She's just insane.

Did you fuck him?

No.

But I did put his dick in my mouth.

- Fuck you, Stacey. - Not all that surprising.

- God. - Hmm?

I mean, he's like, totally fuckable.

Prison fuckable.

I'd still do him.

Ew.

Hey.

Hi.

Get lost.

Slut.

You're a little firecracker, aren't ya?

So what are you doing here?

I'm gonna say that information is at least worth a name.

I'm not Ariel, okay?

My mom, she fucking named me after a mermaid,

but ain't nobody ever gonna call me Ariel.

Arielle, then.

What about your old man? He around?

Well...

Daddy called me an accident and then...

Last time I ever saw him.

I got one like that, too.

Except you're staying with yours.

I don't got a choice.

They say you were in prison.

"They"?

It's...

It's such a small town, and juicy piece of gossip like that

would not fly under the radar.

So...

is it true?

Yeah, it's true.

So what did they put you in prison for?

Armed robbery...

and assault.

Oh, that's exciting.

It is what it is.

My parole requires I be with a parent,

and my mom's dead. So I'm with my dad.

Oh.

I'm sorry about your momma.

So what's your dad's problem, then?

He's a fucking lousy drunk, and he's...

bigger than me.

Ah.

Do you...

believe in, like, um...

like, faith and cosmic coincidences and all that?

Nah, not really.

Well...

you know, there is a lot

to the universe that is way beyond our understanding.

Have you ever heard of the idea of, like...

if your put out

what you want into the universe, that it'll give it to you?

What do you ask the universe for?

Mmm...

Maybe if I'm worth it...

you'll have the chance to find out.

I don't know, I just...

I do know that first

I need to get the fuck out of Florida, because...

Fuck this place. Seriously.

And I've just...

I've been saving up a bunch of money,

and I'm just gonna leave.

All alone?

Maybe.

Maybe somebody will, um...

wanna come with me.

I like to think about getting famous,

'cause people around here, you know,

all they see is what's literally right in front of them.

But not me.

'Cause the world is so much bigger...

and vast, and... And beautiful.

'Cause right now, nobody gives a fuck about me. Nobody...

cares...

who I am.

But that's all gonna change.

People are gonna be following me,

wondering what I'm doing, where I'm going.

- How? - I don't know yet.

I do know that...

the first stop is Hollywood.

Us going to Hollywood.

Yeah, not sure my PO would approve of that.

Now, uh...

life's got a really...

funny way of working itself out. So we just gotta...

put it out there.

You wanna see something?

You gotta keep it a secret.

Ooh.

It's a .45.

It's big.

It'll stop anyone coming your way.

You look sexy doing that.

All right.

Two hands. Two hands.

Okay.

Just aim and squeeze.

Hold it firm. Watch the recoil.

Okay.

Ah!

Try again.

Whoo.

Ah, close.

Yeah!

Dean!

Oh, yeah.

- Go again. - Okay.

We're not attacking you.

We've just heard things, and we're worried about you.

Why? 'Cause of some shit her stupid dipshit cousin said?

Hey!

You're getting mad.

Because... Why are you all attacking me?

- He killed somebody. - He did not kill anybody.

See, this is why you guys need to get your panties

out of Dean's problems and in your own.

Because all you give a fuck about

is prom or who fucked who.

Yeah, and how does this end for you?

We're just telling you to watch out.

It ends with me getting the fuck out of this place, okay?

Because I ain't spending the rest of my life

in some stupid speech hometown.

And what, you're gonna go off and get famous or some shit like that?

Yes.

That's exactly what I'm gonna do.