How do you talk to grown-ups? I've forgotten.
You'll be fine.
Easy for you to say standing over there
with your decent social skills.
You just ask them questions about their interests
and display active listening.
Hmm...
I don't think that can be right.
And don't take risks.
You don't need to take any risks.
But I'm a risk taker.
Just be polite.
I feel like maybe you're not dating the right boy.
- You can be polite. - Yeah.
I've been practicing disingenuous compliments
to help me fit in with Americans.
Don't say things like that.
I was just joking.
Are we not doing jokes today?
Of course we're doing jokes today.
Just not in front of other people?
Just please don't mention to Lyndsey
that I told you about her brother.
What happened to her brother?
- Are you kidding? - I am not kidding.
Her brother died of an opioid overdose.
How the hell do you think I'd bring that up?
Well, I don't know.
But she gets very sensitive about it.
Yeah, I can imagine.
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Where's Rosie?
Forget Rosie.
I just want Nicholas to focus on us.
What do you think of us so far?
I like you immensely.
But who do you like better, Lyndsay or me?
I can't answer that.
I-I-I don't have enough information.
I am a legitimate fencer.
- Okay, that's... - Um, uh...
I have very, very deep laser hair removal.
Everywhere.
Deep into my vagina.
Connie, he doesn't wanna know that.
Alex, stop being weird.
You are being weird, Alex.
Great, this is one of those dinner parties
where everyone gangs up on the person
who introduced them.
That's fun. Cool.
I present Rosie.
- Nicholas! - Hi!
Look at this place. This is all you?
It's my dead dad's.
Oh. Does your dead dad have a powder room?
'Cause I need to take off this face.
No, not your face, I love your face.
It's such a beautiful face.
And you gonna love it even more without the makeup.
Okay.
Hey, do you think if I do well at this dinner
then you can put me in drag?
- Nicholas, don't say that. - Hmm...
She doesn't wanna do that. That's not fun for her.
Sorry that I wasn't fun.
Meanwhile, my sister is stabbing mole holes
with an ice pick,
and while she's pulling the injured moles
out of the ground.
While screaming about how
our brother was the most delightful,
generous, sweet person
and how her boyfriend's brother
is always giving us fake Burberry Christmas presents
and insisting they're real.
And, and...
And how he should have died and not our brother!
Well, that was...
Wow, I'm-I'm...
so sorry.
Like, that's a funny story
but also I'm sa... sorry to find out
about your... your brother dying.
It's all right.
Um, why...
Why didn't you mention to Nicholas
that my brother died?
I don't know.
What, is it like such...
trivial information that you... you wouldn't mention it?
What in Heaven's name were ya all talking about
that was so important
that you didn't have time to mention that?
She drunk herself Southern again.
Well, I never intended to have quite so much to drink.
I'm sure he was just, like, respecting your privacy.
His obituary was published in the paper.
I told him, okay?
What? No, you can't do this.
You lied...
about knowing that my brother had died?
Yeah.
You... You acted like it was like a surprise
that he had died,
when it was, in fact, information you knew?
Yeah. That... that's what I... That's what I did.
Why? Why did you pretend not to know?
Yeah, I don't know.
Well, I do not wish to be Nicholas' favorite no more.
Y'all can have him.
No, no, no, I don't want him.
Well, this has gone downhill.
I-I-I'm sorry. I'm just gonna need a second chance.
Sugar, that was your second chance.
Honestly, I'm gonna need infinite chances.
Come with me, honey. Come on.
Now keep your eyes open and no blinking.
If I don't blink, will you tell the others
I'm a good boyfriend for Alex?
It's just, he was so nervous about me.
He was a hot mess of crazy tonight.
- Crazy. - Yeah.
But I think he really likes you.
- Me? - Yes, you!
- Lil' ol' me? - Yeah, you!
- Me? - Yeah!
Like, that is not a normal person.
I mean, like, I don't think he's the guy for you.
Well, why would he do that?
- No. - What?
It's because I told him to.
What?
I told him not to tell you I told him.
I just, I got so panicked because I was worried
about what you guys would think about him
and, like, what I would think about him
if you guys didn't like him, you know.
So he took the blame to protect you?
Yes.
Well that's... Yeah, that's quite good.
Come on, Nicholas. Yeah!
Do it!
Oh, my God.
Yeah!
Come on, Nicholas.
Yes!
Do it!
♪ Don't leave me this way ♪
♪ I can't survive ♪
♪ I can't stay alive ♪
♪ Without your love ♪
♪ Oh, baby ♪
♪ Don't leave me this way, no ♪
- ♪ I can't exist ♪ - Oh!
- ♪ I'll surely miss ♪ - Oh, yes!
- ♪ Your tender kiss ♪ - Ooh!
♪ Don't leave me this way ♪
♪ Ohh, baby ♪
♪ My heart is full of love and desire for you ♪
♪ So come on down and do what you've got to do ♪
♪ You started this fire down in my soul ♪
♪ Now can't you see it's burning out of control ♪
♪ So come on satisfy the need in me ♪
♪ 'Cause only your good loving can set me free ♪
- ♪ Set me free, set me free ♪ - ♪ Yeah ♪
♪ Satisfy the need in me ♪
♪ Yeah, baby ♪
♪ Will you satisfy the need in me? ♪
♪ Ohh-oh, baby ♪
♪ Come on down satisfy the need in me ♪
♪ Oh, baby ♪
♪ Don't leave me this way ♪
♪ No, don't leave me this way ♪
♪ No, don't leave me this way, baby ♪
♪ Don't leave me ♪
♪ Don't leave me this way ♪
♪ Don't leave me ♪
♪ Don't leave me this way ♪
- Yeah! - ♪ Oh, baby... ♪
Is this really what you want, Matilda?
It's an invaluable experience.
I mean, I've never been to a party. Have you?
No, that's not for me.
Okay, see you later.
Hi. I'm Matilda.
What's up, Matilda?
Have you seen Luke? He invited me.
I mean, technically...
I mean, this is his party, so he invited everybody.
I think I'm done talking to you right now.
I should... I should go find him.
Okay, you do that.
Hey, Matilda. You want a drink?
No, thank you. Would you like some schnapps?
No. You want next game?
I'm not coordinated enough,
I'd probably embarrass you.
This is a real party.
Like a real party.
Do you think people are gonna be smoking marijuana?
Oh! Do you think there's gonna be a girl
passed out in the bathroom?
And then when people see her passed out
they're gonna wonder if they should pee
with her passed out or go find another bathroom.
I'm gonna get another drink.
- You want to come with? - Uh, okay.
Yeah? All right.
Hey, uh, I'm really glad that you could come tonight.
Oh?
Listen...
Matilda, I think you're great and fun.
Thank you. You're great and fun.
Right. But...
I just don't want you to get the wrong impression.
What do you mean?
Well, I think you are super rad,
but I only like you... as a friend.
- Nothing else? - No.
But I have a crush on you.
I know.
Do you think I'm pretty and nice?
Yes.
Then what's the problem?
Well, I don't think I really have time
for, like, girls right now.
And, you know, I'm super busy with soccer and...
Did you lead me on?
I don't think I did that.
Some people think they have to be nice to me
because I'm different,
but actually they don't like me.
Is that what you're doing?
I actually really gotta go to the bathroom,
so, uh...
No. No...
No, no.
No, Luke, no.
No.
Out!
Move!
Whoa. Whoa.
Let's take it down a notch, okay?
I'm an idiot.
I'm stupid.
What happened?
Luke broke my heart and I can feel it breaking.
Do you need anything?
Space?
Okay, I'll go inside.
Hey-ho.
He said we couldn't date
'cause he had to focus on soccer.
Do you think it's because of soccer
or because I have autism?
Well, soccer's never stopped Luke from getting girls before.
- So... - So...
De... Definitely autism.
I have a budding sexuality.
I am a woman. My sexuality is budding.
Hey, look, why don't you just sit down?
You're kinda stressing me out.
I just wanted to have sex.
It didn't have to be long or good.
Do you think I'm pretty?
Yeah. Yeah, you're pretty.
As pretty as the other girls at school?
Well, yea...
- Yeah. - I'm pretty.
I am pretty.
I'm... I'm pretty.
Yeah, yeah, Matilda, I'm telling you,
you're pretty, okay?
Whoa. Whoa.
Uh...
I thought teenage boys were supposed to be horny
and just wanted to have sex.
Please kiss me.
No. No, no, I'm not...
I'm not sure.
My sexuality is budding.
Okay.
Um...
I'm having a sensory overload.
Squeeze me. Tight.
Not now.
Sorry.
Okay, now.
This was a one-time thing.
I don't wanna date you.
I understand.
Are we about to have sex?
What? Yeah, yeah.
I can't wear Victoria's Secret
or other lingerie like cool girls,
I can only wear cotton boy shorts.
Yeah, that's fine. I don't care.
Oh, um...
We have to use a condom. Do you... Do you need one?
Yeah. Yeah.
It's backwards, it won't go on like that.
No, I-I-I know what I'm doing. It's okay.
Thank you. It's fine. Um...
Just, uh, just get on your back.
That-that... That's not my vagina.
Yeah...
I know what I'm doing. Yeah.
Ow.
We're doing it.
We're having sex.
I think we can get a lot better at it.
I can't wait to try it in a bed.
Yeah. Hey, don't... don't tell anyone about this.
- Okay? - Okay.
Okay.
Oh. I'm bleeding.
Did I get any blood on you?
No. No.
My period is late.
- Okay. - Genevieve, my period is late.
You've never had sex.
I know.
Could some have fallen in?
No.
- Must be because I'm stressed. - Right.
- What am I stressed about? - I don't know.
Can't be my grades, my grades are amazing.
- Okay. - Maybe it's potential gun violence.
There are a lot of quiet boys
with greasy hair and soft, pale faces at this school.
It's stressful having to be nice to them all the time,
- so they let me live. - This is offensive.
Maybe everyone's right,
and it's the pressure of having to uphold an online image.
Could be.
Maybe it's because I found out
Mr. Palmer has a roommate.
How old is he, like 50? Like, grow up.
- Sure. - Like...
he's trying to teach us how to be fiscally responsible,
but he has to label his
low-fat-but-has too-much-sugar-in-it yogurt
before putting it in a shared fridge?
Okay.
Now I'm worried about how you're boring.
What if I'm just as boring as you
and I don't even realize it?
I have a weird thing on my mind.
- Tell me. - I can't.
- Come through. - It's a secret.
There are no secrets.
Yeah, there are.
Just tell me.
Fine.
I mean, doesn't this sound so bad?
Yeah, that is literally the worst story I have ever heard.
It sounds so bad.
And I'm the only person Matilda told,
because Zane told her not to tell anyone.
I think this is a level of messed up
I am not equipped to deal with.
- She was... - I mean, like,
- she was so drunk. - She was so drunk!
- And crying. - To you?
No. To him, just before.
- She was crying? - Like sobbing.
Sobbing?
Everyone knows you don't have sex
with a girl who's crying.
What does he have, some sort of weird crying girl fetish?
I don't know what to do.
- Guys, I'm a donkey. - What?
They put out the cast list for the school play,
and I'm a donkey.
Barb, seriously?
Matilda was taken advantage of sexually.
Tellulah! That was private.
- From me? - Zane took advantage of her.
Tellulah! Pretty sure Matilda doesn't want everyone talking about it.
Barb, don't talk about it.
I would have been much better at keeping this secret.
Zane is a predator, okay?
And the women of this school need to know.
If we've learned anything from recent history,
it's that we women are all responsible
for each other.
This is about so much more than just Matilda.
I mean, like, it's mostly about Matilda.
We need to stand up to this toxic patriarchal culture.
We need justice.
- Don't you want justice, Genevieve? - Of course I want justice.
I mean, if there's one thing people always say about me
it's that I love justice.
Let's get him.
I-I have a math test.
Such a donkey, Barb.
What if we bought a bunch of fudge
and then filled the wrappers with poop
and then gave them to Zane,
so then, he eats S-H-I-T?
Then we'd have to touch our own.
Lot of moving pieces, we're not doing that.
Sorry, I'm still just worried that Barb thinks
it might be a good idea
for us to scurry around in our own S-H-I-T.
Let's post his number on a gay cruising site.
People at this school are not homophobic enough for that to work.
We can make him eat ghost peppers.
Piggy backing off of that, chili on a jockstrap?
- Hold him down and shave his eyebrows! - Sit down, Barb!
I really feel like we haven't quite hit it yet, guys.
We tell everybody he likes doing weird sex stuff with his sister.
Does he have a sister?
Hold him down and spit in his face?
He might be into that.
We could print out fliers and tell everyone he's a pervert.
That's too grounded.
You know, that might actually be a good idea.
Guys.
No need to brainstorm.
I got it.
Come on.
Zane, drink this.
No.
Come on. Just drink it.
- Yeah, no. No way. - Who are you?
- So cute. No, no way. - Just drink it. It's a present.
- No. - Pervert.
- Oh! - What?
You heard me. Pervert!
How could you do that to my sister?
Uh, okay, I'm-I'm confused. Who-who are you?
How could you do that to Matilda?
Yo, what did you do to Matilda?
Nothing. Nothing. Nothing.
I was actually pretty nice to Matilda.
You-you were nice? Just, like, comforting her
by putting your penis inside of her
while she was drunk and crying?
And autistic!
You were not nice to her!
You raped her!
Is that true?
I didn't. I did...
I didn't.
Ow.
- Hello? - Nicholas, Principal Young here.
Principal, like, high school principal?
Yeah, um, sorry.
I thought you were on speaker phone.
Principal Young here.
- Hi. - Good.
I'm, uh, I'm actually calling about something serious.
Oh, no, I hate it when things get serious.
Yes. It's about Genevieve.
I'm gonna have to ask you to come in.
Okay. Yeah, of course. Sure, of course.