The first 191 lines.
- Are you ready? - No.
- Are you ready? - No.
- Are you ready? - Yes.
Okay, the Swiss astronomer who discovered dark matter was…
- Ferrero Rocher? -
No…
No.
This is impossible. Uh…
You said that this was gonna be the easiest class, and it's not.
The only reason you took this class
is because that really hot girl was gonna take it.
You know what? Forget finals.
I am a drummer in a band, and you are a brilliant artist.
Look at this.
You've got a great future ahead of you, Nat.
Not yet, which is why I need to graduate with honors…
-Mm-hmm. -…so I can get my job in LA…
-Mm-hmm. -…and impress the shit out of my bosses
so I can make my own movies, that's what I want.
You're gonna do it.
-Yeah. -'Cause of the five-year plan.
-If you fail to plan, you plan to fail. -Plan to fail.
-Exactly correct. -Live, love, laugh.
-"Live, laugh, love." We've talked about-- -Live, laugh, love.
Gabe, this is important.
What we're doing right now is setting us up for our future.
Okay, fine.
But you got the future covered, so I got the present. Let's go.
-A toast. -A toast? To what?
Drink first, then I'll tell you.
My band finally got sponsored for our tour.
Your band got sponsored for your--
- Oh my God! Shit. Sorry. - Shh!
-Yeah. -
See? That's why I'm saying, like, Nat, we're graduating.
And you're gonna pass, and I'm gonna pass,
and you don't realize that your-- your five-year plan is already in motion.
Mm-hmm.
But we only have this moment once.
The present moment.
-The present moment? -Mm-hmm.
So what do you suggest we do to harness this present moment?
This is crazy.
It's batshit.
We're just friends.
-Good friends. -Yeah.
Very good friends.
And we're so different.
I mean, we couldn't be more opposite.
I mean, we're not even attracted to each other, really.
Oh,
that's not true.
Gabe?
Nat?
-Just promise me… -What?
Promise me this doesn't have to be a big deal.
What could possibly change?
Hey!
Oh, hey, baby! Hey!
-You got a beer in that bag? -Save me? What?
-Okay? -Do you mind? Get off our porch.
You invited me to this party!
- -
Whoa!
Excuse me.
Yeah. They always say, like, don't try the punch.
Hey, baby, it's me.
Hey, are-- are y'all gonna be done anytime soon?
You're a dude. Go outside.
Figure it out.
-Hey. How you doin'? -
This is not how I envisioned spending my graduation night.
Okay. So this is if it was 7-Eleven sushi.
Okay.
And then I got-- I got you this…
…as if it…
was not.
-We used a condom, Cara. -I know. I-- Just to rule it out.
I can't be pregnant. It's not in our plans.
We're going to LA.
What if I am?
No! I'm pretty positive
you aren't.
Um… Sorry I said "positive."
-Do I just do two at the same time? -Yeah.
I'd take more than one just in case one is faulty.
Okay. I'm going in. Don't look.
Did it.
Okay.
Setting a timer for two minutes.
This is scary. Oh my God.
Girl, come on. It's okay. You're fine.
You'll get through this. We got plans in LA, right?
Deep breath.
It's better if you know. You know?
Oh my God!
-How much time? -Almost there.
- -Everything's gonna be fine.
Yeah. Okay.
-Do it? -Yeah.
Wh-- what does it say?
Oh God! We're good.
-Thank God. -Didn't I tell--
I was scared there for a second.
-Could you imagine? -No!
- Drink. -No more gas station sushi.
That was f… dumb.
Really dumb.
Cheers, bitch.
Cheers.
-Mm! -Aah!
- Whoa, that's gross! -Yeah.
Nat, what is it?
I don't know what to do.
It'll be okay, Nat.
-It's okay. -What do I do?
-Ugh. -Mm.
Oh my God.
If you knock one more time…
Mm!
I might screw him.
- -Whoo!
You are not pregnant!
Whoo!
I don't know how to do this.
Just text me if you need anything.
-I love you. -I love you too.
Okay.
I just want-- Like, did you hear me say that I'm pregnant?
I just wanna make sure you… heard what I said.
-Yeah, I-- I heard. -Okay.
I'm just…
-I'm just processing. -Processing.
Yeah. Take your time.
We used condoms. We did everything right.
-I know. -It shouldn't happen to us.
-This happens to other people. -I know.
We shouldn't be in this situation. Damn it.
Hmm.
Oh God.
-I'm sorry. -No.
I just-- I'm trying to wrap my head around it.
-I don't know. -Me too.
-I don't know what to say. I just… -Me too.
Listen, um…
This should be your choice.
It is… It is your choice.
Hmm?
I don't mean that as a cop-out because, obviously, it affects me.
And I support you with whatever you choose.
I'm pro-your-choice.
-Thank you. -I mean it.
-I mean it. -I know.
I think I'm gonna have this baby.
Okay.
So you and Gabe…
He was really…
supportive and-- and
understanding.
-Mm-hmm. -We're obviously not gonna be a couple,
but he wants to help, and I could really use that right now.
Just for a while.
I don't know how to explain it.
It's just, it feels like this is something…
…that I have to do.
Like this is what was supposed to happen.
-So, obviously, I can't go to LA. -Oh…
I mean, it's okay.
I'm…
-I'm not gonna go either, obviously. -No. You're going to LA.
-You're going to LA. -I-- I can't leave you here.
-Yes. You can go to-- -I can't go to LA by myself.
Yes, you can. If anyone can do it, it's you.
-Nat. -You worked
so hard for this.
And you have that advertising job lined up. Remember?
So you're gonna go.
And don't worry about me.
I can still draw, one way or another. I'll figure it out.
Okay?
Okay.
I'm going to miss you!
-Hey! -I guess the next time I'll see you
is when you're playing at the Hollywood Bowl.
Oh! Or worst case, the Wiltern.
-Yeah, worst case. -
-Thank you for helping me. -Yes.
Okay, call me as soon as you…
-I'll miss you. -I'm gonna miss you too, Gabe.
- - Okay.
-I'm gonna visit. - Yeah, I know that.
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