Cody: Hey, where are you going? What’s up?
Eric: I’m sorry, man. I’m sorry. Um, I got to get back. I got to get back.
Cody: Dude, it’s just a stupid tradition. Don’t let that shit bother you. Karen fucks with everybody. You should have seen what she did to me.
Eric: I just don’t want to do this.
Cody: Don’t do what? This, you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.
Eric: No, any of this.

Girl: No, no, I feel like an asshole. Like, I told my therapist about it, and she said we can build intimacy without even having sex, like eye contact or cuddling. You must have such a weird relationship with sex.
Eric: No, no, I don’t.
Girl: No, I mean, you’re a survivor and stuff, and I’m a feminist, and I think I should be an ally to all survivors. So, I want you to know that I’m here for you. So, whatever you need, and however you want to feel comfortable and safe, that’s what we’re gonna do, so, you’re safe with me.
Eric: Thank you, but I don’t need to go slow, though. I’m good.
Girl: OK, but I want to go slow, though.
Eric: But we already had sex.
Girl: I know, but now I want to go slow.
Eric: So, why the hell am I here?
Girl: Because you texted me.
Eric: Yeah, I texted you, ‘you up?’ That means let’s fuck, not whatever bullshit this is.

Sandra: Did you start going to counseling? Eric…
Eric: Mom, can you not?
Sandra: Come on. We talked about it. You were gonna go when school started. Look, they have a great counseling program there, and it’s free. I just think this isn’t something…
Eric: I don’t know how many times I have to ask you to please, please don’t bring this up anymore, please.
Sandra: Sweetheart, what happened to you is not something that you can just…
Eric: I didn’t go through anything.
Sandra: I’m just gonna say one thing.
Eric: OK, mom, look.
Sandra: OK, just listen to me…
Eric: I’m really OK…
Sandra: I just need you to know that I am here.
Eric: I’m having a great time, OK.
Sandra: Hun, when she gets out, you’re gonna need someone to talk to.

Cody: That’s fucked up how hard they came down on her. It’s not like she… I don’t know, it’s not like she took advantage of you or some shit.
Eric: That’s what I said. That’s what I’ve been saying.
Cody: Hey, plus I met her. She was cool, you know. So what? She’s a little older than you. You liked her. She liked you. It’s not a fucking crime. They got her sitting in some federal prison or some shit?
Eric: County jail.
Cody: Oh dude, that’s fucked.
Eric: Dude, you don’t even know. She had to take a plea deal. She might not have even gone in at all if we hadn’t… if I hadn’t convinced her to skip town, just us. But, I don’t know. It was messed up, dude. So stupid, you know, like, the prosecutor came down pretty hard.
Cody: Oh, you know man, you can’t control that kind of thing, man, you know. Like people just want to worry about shit they shouldn’t be worried about, you know. It’s like worry about fucking Syria or dogmeat in China or puppy meat in China. Fuck.
Eric: Yeah, honestly, man, I try not to even think about it.

Chris: You’re not gonna sit here man and fucking smoke my weed and drink my booze without telling me about banging your teacher, man.
Eric: What?
Cody: You didn’t think I wasn’t gonna tell them that a fucking legend was pledging?
Chris: Let me get this straight, you nailed a hot…
Cody: The hottest.
Chris: The fucking hottest teacher while you were her student?
Ryan: You hooked up with your teacher?
Chris: Yes, bro, like multiple times and then sent her ass to jail like a fucking savage.
Ryan: Holy shit.

Matt: It’s with her student. It’s with some kid she’s been tutoring.
Nate: Who told you that?
Matt: She did. Yeah.
Nate: Does anyone else know?
Matt: Yes. She told another teacher.
Nate: All right. If he doesn’t confirm it, and it was consensual, they most likely won’t press charges, you know?
Matt: What do I do, Nate?

Claire: I’m having an affair. I’m having an affair. I’m having an affair.
Matt: What?
Claire: I’m sleeping with my student.

Female investigator: Eric, has Ms. Wilson ever been inappropriate with you?
Eric: No.
Male investigator: It sounds weird when she says it that way. Have you ever fooled around or anything like that?
Sandra: Are you saying that…
Male investigator: I totally get it. She’s an attractive lady. I can see how maybe things could get a little confusing.
Eric: What’s confusing? Nothing’s confusing.
Female investigator: The school was notified this morning. A report’s been filed. We know the whole story. We know you guys went away together this weekend.
Sandra: Oh my god. Sweetheart.
Male investigator: The most important thing right now is for you to tell the truth because it’s gonna be easier on Claire and everyone else if we know the real story. Lying isn’t going to help her, or you.

I need to see you. The police came to my house today. They… I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t know what to do. They said that they knew everything. Look, can we meet? Please, Claire, please, can we meet? I just I don’t know what to do.


Matt: Claire, I want to save this.
Claire: How can you even look at me?
Matt: Because I love you.
Claire: I messed everything up.
Matt: Yeah, you fucked up. You fucked up real bad, and I’m so fucking mad at you. But this is 10 years, Claire, and I do not want to lose you, OK?

Logan: You’re gonna be like a legend, like a fucking god, dude.
Eric: Don’t say that, man. The fucking cops came to my house in front of my mom. I don’t know what’s going to happen to her.
Logan: That’s not your problem. She’s an adult. She’s like 30, right? It’s on her. You didn’t do anything wrong.
Eric: She’s under investigation because of me. She won’t talk to me. She won’t pick up the phone.
Josh: I mean, she’s probably busy with her husband. Like fuck, dude, she’s got a fucking husband. Fuck.
Logan: Eric, look, I get it, all right. I do. Like you probably really, really like her, but she’s been having sex with her high school student. It’s like, she’s got issues, man.
Eric: You guys don’t get it.

Eric: I am so, so sorry. I don’t know why I told them. I should have lied.
Claire: It’s OK. They would have found out anyway.
Eric: I’m so sorry. Claire, say something. Please.
Claire: I’m scared. I’m really, really scared.
Eric: We can just go. Just leave, now. Just drive, you know? I can’t be without you.
Claire: That’s crazy.
Eric: No, it’s not. Look, we’re good together. We are. Look me in the eye, and tell me you don’t want to do this. Please, look, we can figure it out. We’re good together. We’re good.
Claire: This is fucking crazy. Just drive off, now?
Eric: Yeah. Just, I love you.

A Teacher Quotes

Do not go gentle into that good night. Old age should burn and rave at close of day. Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, because their words had forked no lightning, they do not go gentle into that good night. Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay. Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, and learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, do not go gentle into that good night. Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight. Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay. Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Claire [reading a Dylan Thomas poem]

Matt: Tell me something about your day.
Claire: Uh, something about my day. OK, I saw some lipstick at the grocery store. I may have stolen it.
Matt: Why.
Claire: I don’t know. I just… I’ve spent so much money in that store over the years. Whatever, one lipstick, it’s not a big deal.
Matt: Claire, it’s a little weird.
Claire: Well, I’m not gonna do it again. It was dumb. Are you mad at me?
Matt: I didn’t know I was married to a delinquent.
Claire: Oh my god, I knew I shouldn’t have told you.