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A college freshman returns to L.A. for the holidays at his ex-girlfriend's request, but discovers that his former best friend has an out-of-control drug habit.
Julian: I was wondering if I could stay at home tonight. I'd just really like to wake up and know where the hell I am for once, it'll be a nice change of pace for me. Benjamin Wells: I can't do that. Julian: Well I wouldn't ask, it's just my options are really kinda limited right now. Benjamin Wells: Julian, we've been through this a hundred times. Julian: Yeah, a hundred and one, actually. Benjamin Wells: You conned your way through rehab, you lied, you stole. And look what you've done to our family. Julian: I know, but I just want you to give me a break, I need you to be my father for one goddamn day just... just help me. I mean, can't you tell when I'm telling the truth? Benjamin Wells: No. Trust was the first thing you ruined. Julian: [starting to cry] Yeah. [pause] Julian: Okay, well I'm gonna go. There's this guy I owe a large sum of money to, yeah big surprise but, I'm gonna try and talk to him, I'm gonna try and do something right for once. I mean it. So I just want you to wish me luck, whether you believe me or not. Benjamin Wells: [voice breaking] Julian? Can you stay clean, for one week? For one damn week? I'll do everything I can to help you. But I need you to help me too. Julian: [with a blank stare] I could try.
Clay: You OK? Blair: It's the cocaine... too much speed or something. Clay: That's a relief. Blair: What? Clay: Well, you're fucked up, you look like shit, but hey no problem, all you need is a better cut of cocaine.
Clay: Are you happy, Blair? You don't look happy. Blair: But do I look good?
Julian: I mean, come on. Can't you tell when I'm telling the truth? Benjamin Wells: No. Trust was the first thing you ruined.
Julian: You *must* party with Julian and Blair! You must party *with* Julian and Blair! You must party with Julian *and* Blair!
Rip: This is not recess. Everyone is accountable.
Rip: Julian, who the fuck do you think you're talking to? You're a junkie.
Blair: Did you talk to Julian yet? Clay: No. Blair: Clay, I asked you to talk to him. Clay: Okay, I'll call Betty Ford, you want me to get him a room, fine. Blair: No, just talk to him, I mean, he's your friend, too. Clay: It's funny. When you called me, I thought I was coming home to see you.
Clay: Just leave with me! There's no reason for you to stay. Not here, not in LA. Julian: Jesus! Do I look like I'm ready for homework?
Rip: Got a minute, sweetheart? Julian: Surely. Rip: We gots to talk business, friend. Julian: Oh, no, all you need to do is relax. I'm gonna pay you back; all you have to do is *trust* me. Rip: I don't wanna trust you, Julian, I just want my 50 K, all right? Julian: Patience is next to Godliness, Rip, didn't I ever tell you that? Actually, it's the flip side of cleanliness, but it's still *pretty* fucking important if you ask me. Rip: Then what the hell are we talking about, Julian? Julian: We're talking about you giving me a G on spec. Rip: No. No. No way. Julian: Listen, listen... Rip: You're crazy. Forget about it. Julian: Come on. There's these girls... falling all over me... for some blow. Come on. Rip: [pauses, hands him the coke] This is the last time. Julian: As soon as the club deal goes through, I'm recashing you every penny. Rip: I hope so. Julian: Well, don't hope... trust!
Rip: Well, don't slack off, man. Don't be a bum. Clay: Like you? Rip: Just like me.
Julian: I'm real tired. I'm gonna go to bed for awhile. Benjamin Wells: [Pushes Julian] Not here! Julian: How about here? Benjamin Wells: We talked about this. Julian: When? I forgot. Refresh my memory. Benjamin Wells: You can't stay here. Live your life anyway you want, but not here. Julian: Just give me a second. You're the father, and I'm the son. I'm your *son*. I'm sleepy. Seth Wells: Dad? Benjamin Wells: Get out. I'll call the police. Julian: [long pause] Fuck you. Benjamin Wells: [Grabbing Julian, and yelling at once] Seth Wells: Get out of the house! Benjamin Wells: Seth, no! Leave him alone. Julian: It's always a pleasure. [Julian leaves]
Julian: Still pissed? Clay: [pauses] No. Julian: Liar!
Clay: Do you know that you girls have televisions between your legs?
Rip: Do you have something for me? Julian: I had it all worked out. Christ. At least I thought I did. [long pause] Julian: I fucked up. I don't have any money. I don't know... I don't know where I'm going to get it. Rip: [long pause] Julian, this cannot go on forever. You owe me a lot of cash, and I'm carrying you like I'm stupid. Julian: I know, I know. Just... just please don't cut me off, okay?