- Rickie Vasquez: Uh, Delia? Um, maybe we should go somewhere sometime.
- Delia Fisher: Ok.
- Rickie Vasquez: You know, like to uh movie or something.
- Delia Fisher: I'd like that.
- Rickie Vasquez: Cuz, um. I really think we'd be good together.
- Delia Fisher: Ok... but, um... you're gay, right?
- Rickie Vasquez: [stuttering] Well, I, uh, you know.
- Delia Fisher: I'm sorry. I didn't...
- Rickie Vasquez: No. It's okay.
- Delia Fisher: [apologetic] That came out so rude.
- Rickie Vasquez: No, see I try not to, um, no, I don't like, uh.
- [long pause]
- Rickie Vasquez: Yeah. I'm gay. I just don't usually say it like that.
- Delia Fisher: How do you usually say it?
- Rickie Vasquez: I don't usually say it. I mean, I've actually never said it... out loud.
- Delia Fisher: Wow. I feel kind of honored.
- Angela: [narrating] Hatred can become like food, it gives you this energy, you can like, live off it.
- Angela: This is a joke right? That... that the two of you...
- [pauses]
- Angela: Oh god... I can't believe I fell for it. It's obviously a total lie!
- Brian: No I meant every word...
- Angela: [pauses, shocked]
- Brian: [hastily] I mean... the person who wrote it meant every word... probably.
- Angela: Brian?
- Brian: I didn't write it!
- Angela: But, Brian, you said...
- Brian: Forget what I said! Forget this whole conversation!
- Angela: [softly] How?
- Brian: [pause] You like it though? It made you... happy?
- Angela: [nodding slightly] Yeah...
- Brian: 'Cause that's probably all that really matters.
- Angela: [emotional pause] To who?
- Brian: To, you know... the person... who wrote it.
- Angela: [is overcome by emotion; can't do anything but continue looking at Brian]
- Jordan: [to Patty] It's like, you think... you're safe or something, cause you can just... walk away, anytime, cause you don't like need her - you don't need anyone. But the thing you didn't realize is, you're wrong.
- Brian Krakow: [for Jordan to put in Angela's locker] Dear Angela, I know in the past I've caused you pain, and I'm sorry. And I'll always be sorry 'till the day I die. And I hate this pen I'm holding because I should be holding you. I hate this paper under my hand because it isn't you. I even hate this letter because it's not the whole truth. Because the whole truth is so much more than a letter can even say. If you want to hate me, go ahead. If you want to burn this letter, do it. You could burn the whole world down; you could tell me to go to hell. I'd go, if you wanted me to. And I'd send you a letter from there. Sincerely, Jordan Catalano
- Jordan: I blew it.
- Brian: Wait, is this the story or?
- Jordan: Forget the story. I can't think about some crappy story. My life sucks too much.
- Brian: Yeah, how come?
- Jordan: Because she hates me and I deserve it. You know who I mean, right?
- Brian: Yeah.
- Jordan: Today after Katimski's, I tried to explain to her that I was sorry, or whatever.
- Brian: So what happened?
- Jordan: Nothing. I didn't know what to say.
- Brian: Say you're sorry.
- [pauses]
- Brian: Wait, you can go up to any girl and get her phone number, yet you're afraid to tell Angela Chase you're sorry?
- Jordan: So?
- Brian: Nothing, it's just ironic.
- Jordan: Well, so what?
- Angela: [narration] It's so weird when you see someone you just dreamed about. Like, it's going to show.
- Jordan: I can't believe we have to use all those words in a sentence. I mean, not all in the same sentence, but still. So I'm still doing that tutoring thing. You know?
- [ignored by Angela]
- Jordan: Yeah. So guess what? There's, like, a term for me. I'm a rudimentary reader with low literacy skills. That kid, Brain, figured it out from this manual.
- [still is ignored]
- Jordan: Uh, what else? Oh, my band got back together. We got a new name. We're Residue now. So I've been, you know, writing songs.
- Angela: [interrupts] Why are you telling me all this?
- Jordan: I don't know. I mean, you're the one who signed me up for tutoring in the first place.
- [pauses]
- Jordan: Forget it.
- Jordan: I have all these dreams where I know exactly what to say. And you tell me, you know, that you forgive me.
- Patty: Well I have to say, from everything you've told me, I think it's clear that you never really meant to hurt her.
- Jordan: It's like, you think you're safe or something. Because you can just walk away anytime. Because you don't, like, need her. You don't need anyone. But the thing you didn't realize is you're wrong.
- [pauses]
- Jordan: Do you always wear this much makeup?
- Patty: Um, I was expecting company. An old friend. That was he just now on the phone. Seems that he has the touch of the flu or something and he took this decongestant or something and was afraid to drive.
- [laughs]
- Patty: This was a person who drove so recklessly when he was 17 that my parents wanted him dead.
- Jordan: Wow. Ironic.
- Rickie Vasquez: [Brian is mournfully watching Angela and Jordan] Oh, so they're back together, huh?
- Brian: Yup. Of course, she's still going to die someday. We're all going to die.
- Jordan: Angela!
- Angela: I'm going to be late for homeroom.
- [pauses]
- Angela: What?
- Jordan: I did an undefendable thing. I created my own prison and I have to exist in it. Maybe I had a wish, or whatever, to punish you. An unconscious wish. You've heard of them, right?
- Angela: No, I think so. I can't believe it. What you just said was really amazing.
- Jordan: I know.
- Angela: Okay.
- Jordan: Okay, what?
- Angela: Okay, now we can have a serious talk.
- Jordan: We just did.
- Angela: Oh, come on. You can't hit a person with something that profound and expect that to be the end of the discussion.
- Jordan: You can't? Oh, uh, I forgot. I'm late for homeroom.
- Jordan: Okay, let me see. That thing about the prison?
- Brian: Just beg her forgiveness! I mean, tell her you're scum. That you're more than scum. That you're not fit to lick her shoes.
- [Jordan grimaces]
- Brian: I'm sorry, I didn't mean to get insulting.
- Jordan: Well, what about that other thing? You said your parents always say.
- Brian: My parents are psychiatrists, okay! You can't go by them.
- Jordan: What kind of wish?
- Brian: Unconscious wish to punish you. I mean her.
- Jordan: Got it.