Maxton Hall - The World Between Us

Everyone deserves a world full of opportunities.

To dream their own dreams,

to be who they want to be,

to love whomever they want.

We all have the power to shape our own destiny,

whether we use it...

or not.

Voicemail of James Beaufort. Leave a message.

James, I messed up badly. Dad's gonna freak out.

Are you still at Cyril's? I don't know what to do.

And there he is.

The man of the evening.

The handsomest.

Every woman's dream.

James...

Beaufort!

So, was she as good as she looks?

Fuck off. Don't talk like that about my sister.

Calm down.

-That's enough. -Oh, shit, oh!

Yeah! Don't hold back!

Hey, Lydia.

We missed you last night.

James, your sister is here and she's in a bad mood.

Lydia?

Lyd, what's up?

Try to breath.

Seriously?

Hey!

What happened?

She just burst in.

Without warning.

Who?

Ruby. Ruby Bell.

The press will destroy me.

Dad won't forgive another scandal.

Take a deep breath.

Calmly, from the beginning.

What happened?

And who is Ruby Bell?

4 HOURS EARLIER

Would you like to sit?

I'd love to. Thank you.

-Hello, Mr. Sutton. -Ruby!

Have a nice break?

I read all the books from the Oxford reading list. Twice.

So that's a yes.

And now it's your turn.

That's enough material for a biography.

A recommendation letter should be no problem.

Everyone deserves a world of opportunity.

And if there's one place where that's possible,

it's at Oxford University.

The world welcomes those who have studied there.

And if everything goes as planned this semester,

then I will be there in less than 365 days.

Maxton Hall is my entry ticket.

It's not just a school,

it's one of the schools.

Damn it!

I worked hard for months

to qualify for a scholarship.

The same is true for the few others here.

Families like the Beauforts have had more power and money

than some royal families for generations.

All doors are open to them.

British nobility.

Son of the Manchester United coach.

Cousin of the Emir of Dubai.

They're all here. They go to the same parties, get the same jobs,

marry the same people.

A microcosm of millionaires.

And yeah. Besides money and influence,

my fellow students also have this in common.

I'm invisible to them.

I immediately recognized what a super power that is.

If I want to enroll within a year, then I can't afford a misstep.

Especially not in front of this crowd.

The less they know about me, the better.

-Did you turn it in? -Just now.

I wish I'd asked Mr. Sutton for a recommendation too.

He is the coolest.

Mrs. Campbell is at least as good.

-Wasn't she top of the year at Oxford? -Yeah, in 1890.

Lin used to be one of them until her parents lost their jobs and divorced.

How she endured it...

I have no idea.

That's what my internet research revealed.

But the works on the theory of justice that you recommended to us

best reflect the foundation of The Metaphysics of Morals

-and the Critique of Practical Reason. -Thank you. Yes, exactly.

And that's why I always say.

This here...

This is your grandparents' Google.

But back to Kant. Mr. Smith, what do you think?

Kant just says,

"Do unto others as you would have them do unto you."

That's the Bible, not Kant.

Maybe Kant's categorical imperative tries to tell us

that we should ignore the consequence of our actions,

if it feels right.

Reason was at the core of Kant's philosophy. Not feelings.

Then maybe Kant is less relevant than we think.

Humans are able to reason but usually act based on their feelings.

That's why it's so interesting.

That we could decide differently is what defines moral fortitude.

Yes.

Well said.

Okay...

On to the next chapter.

The welcome party is already the day after tomorrow.

I spent half the summer talking to electricians

and temperamental caterers.

Don't forget about picking pothead DJs.

We have to book the sober one today.

The things we do for our resumes.

Damn.

What?

I forgot something.

I have to go see Mr. Sutton. Later.

Okay.

Excuse me...

Ruby, I...

Ruby, I...

I can explain...

It's really not what it looks like. Ruby!

Maxton Hall THE WORLD BETWEEN US

BASED ON THE NOVEL "SAVE ME" BY MONA KASTEN

You can wait here, Percy.

It won't take long.

Ruby? Everything okay?

Ruby.

Okay, this is the event committee's first meeting this semester.

How are things looking with the welcome party?

-Posters are up. -Perfect.

I talked to the security company and technicians.

They'll provide the screen and projector for the promo video.

Kieran?

I'm on it. I've included some cool drone shots.

Great.

Lexington wants the lacrosse team in the promo video

since they could win their third title in a row. I'll handle the photos.

The promo will be worth watching.

James Beaufort all sweaty in a close-up.

-What? -James Beaufort is staring at you.

He's not.

He is. He's coming toward you.

James Beaufort embodies everything that is wrong with the rich.

Outsized privilege, arrogance, and ignorance.

Hey.

Until now, I've been able to keep a room of people between us.

Can I borrow your friend for a bit?

Sure.

Okay.

Robin, right?

-Ruby. -Right, I knew it was something with an R.

You know who I am.

If you mean your name, yes.

I'm Lydia's brother.

She's in your philosophy class.

I want you to take this.

And remember,

what you saw in Sutton's office never happened.

We won't go higher than 10,000.

Keep quiet till year's end. We'll double it.

Wow!

You're an even bigger asshole than I thought.

Wait, wait.

We're not done here.

Gonna offer a Maserati and a Fabergé egg?

I know you could use the money.

Maybe for a new backpack?

I have 17 pounds and 28 pence in my wallet.

That's more than I need.

Do you need change for the cafeteria?

No?

Okay, then put this back into your trust fund.

Are you serious?

LIN What was that earlier? What did he want?

To humiliate me? But I don't need his money. I earn my own.

We complement each other as sisters.

-You're rich and I'm pretty. -Didn't you have math?

Ms. Wemsey had a breakdown because Victor set up a Tinder date for her.

Early dismissal.

I know hearing stuff like that makes you miss your old school.

Like I said, it was funny.

-Hey. -Hey, you two elves!

Give me two minutes. I'll get changed real quick.

Don't run off. We're making dinner.

Wait, zucchini!

So?

It was great.

Sad, but great.

When I read it at your age, it changed my whole world.

How's Death Note?

-You're only halfway through? -Excuse me?

It took me a month to figure out how to read it.

I'm pretty far along.

After Joyce, be thankful it's not a thousand pages.

-Ta-da! -Wow!