- 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?
- Rip: This is not recess. Everyone is accountable.
- 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: Julian, who the fuck do you think you're talking to? You're a junkie.
- 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.
- 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.
- Rip: Well, don't slack off, man. Don't be a bum.
- Clay: Like you?
- Rip: Just like me.
- 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!
- Julian: You *must* party with Julian and Blair! You must party *with* Julian and Blair! You must party with Julian *and* Blair!
- Rip: I'm not the problem here. Julian is the problem.
- 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?
- Julian: I'll get your money back
- Rip: When?
- Julian: I don't know. I'm talking to my dad. I'm gonna work it out. I just know I can.
- Rip: You look so sincere when you say that but you know I've heard all this before. What are you telling me that's new?
- Rip: Julian, make an effort. Give me a new excuse, at least. I've heard this shit before!
- Julian: No, the difference is that I mean it this time.
- Rip: Good.
- Hop: [smugly, to Julian, who looks very ill] Enjoy the party?
- [empty gaze from hapless in-over-his-head addict]
- Hop: Two more stops, and we'll call it a night.
- [Julian makes a run for it]
- Clay: Make me understand, Julian. I really wanna understand.
- Julian: No, you don't
- Clay: You looked like a fucking whore to me.
- Julian: Rip made me do it. It's not like I had a choice!
- Clay: Shit, man! You did this to yourself, and you know it!
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