Don't judge a book by its cover.
A common saying, and it applies,
because today is the day I start my new life.
Or, rather, orchestrated life.
To me you're supposed to be the conductor
but when you're a string on an instrument,
you never know how you'll be played.
Okay. Mother's almost done making room in the car.
Are you all right, Caitlyn?
What? Yeah, Dad, I'm fine.
My girl's not having second thoughts now, is she?
No, I'm just thinking about stuff, you know?
Oh, no, no, no, none of that.
No mushiness today.
Your mother's doing all she can to hold back her tears
now that you're going off to college.
I might be a little mushy, Dad.
No, stop.
'Cause if you get mushy then your mother will get mushy.
And before you know it, I'll be mushy.
And I don't want that.
Such a softie.
I am so proud of you.
My little girl all grown up.
Okay, hey. Anything else?
It's just the last box.
Oh, all right.
Oh.
I remember this.
First place, calculus competition.
You were 12.
Can you imagine what a proud father I was that day?
And second place.
English creative writing competition.
Well, I'm glad you're out of that phase.
Second place isn't bad.
Yes, but it's not first.
You're not really taking this with you.
Of course I am.
Mr. Scruffy will be the only one
to protect me from the baddies
now that you won't be there.
The next accountant in this family
and she needs Mr. Scruffy to protect her.
Well, you taught me to be strong,
but everyone needs a sidekick.
You have Mom, I have Mr. Scruffy.
Yeah, you know, come to think of it,
I'd rather deal with Mr. Scruffy than those boys at college.
You don't have to worry about that, Dad.
I know.
I doubt any of those boys
are one-third the genius
my Caitlyn is.
I trust you.
Okay.
We better get down there.
He means well, but if only he could see
what is staring him back in the face.
A daughter who's ready to live her own life.
Jean, honey.
I thought we weren't going to be mushy, dear.
I'm sorry.
But my baby's leaving me.
I mean, what kind of mother would I be
if I didn't shed tears of love?
I'm not a cold-hearted person.
I'll be fine, Mom.
I know you will, sweetie.
I'm just so proud of you.
I mean, you're finally going off
and getting your own life.
Don't forget about me.
Don't be silly, Mom, I won't.
I'll call you when I get there, okay?
All right.
Come on, honey.
It's time.
I know that, George.
I just can't believe this is actually happening.
Well, it won't if you stay in the car.
She can't bring you with her.
Why not?
Don't you want me around anymore?
Of course I do. I'll keep in contact, I promise.
You're a sweet child.
Want some more brandy?
Do I need to ask?
You do know that alcohol
will only make you feel worse.
Look at that.
My baby taking care of me now.
Oh, come here.
All right, come on, you guys.
You gotta get there if you wanna be there before dark.
Yeah.
Mom, you can stop hugging me now.
Okay.
Mom, I can't breathe.
Oh!
Oh, I'm sorry, sweetie.
Okay.
We love you, Caitlyn.
I love you both.
Drive safe.
I will.
Bye.
Brandy.
Driving long distances by yourself
can be a blessing and a curse.
When your favorite music isn't doing the trick,
then you're really at a loss to keep yourself occupied
for the drive.
There's always texting,
but that's bad, too.
Then there's the worst thing
of all... thinking.
How bad can it be?
I can meet great people that know who they are
and are passionate about their studies.
It's going to be great.
This can be the best thing
that's ever happened to me.
This could probably be the most boring four years
of my life.
Fix this equation,
here a number, there a number,
everywhere a boring number.
Is my life completely
out of my control?
Is this really all
I'm meant to be?
I'm going to have a blast with my roommate.
We'll have our own little book club
writing short stories that are posted
in the school newspaper that'll then
get discovered by a giant publisher.
I bet she'll be the sweetest person
in the world, too.
It'll be perfect.
Maybe she's ugly.
Finally. Where the hell have you been?
I hit traffic on the drive.
I'm Caitlyn Landale.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm Alice.
We can get acquainted later.
I've been waiting forever.
Zip, zip.
My hands are full.
Oh, my God.
Go put your stuff on the bed.
Thank you.
What?
Hope you're gonna change.
Do you have something a little less you?
Excuse me?
Put your hair down and take off your glasses.
Come on, do it.
We need to get going.
What do you mean we need to get going?
Drake McDowell's parents are on a cruise
and he's throwing this crazy party.
All the people worth knowing are gonna be there.
I'm... I'm gonna pass,
I'm exhausted.
Out of the question.
I'm not going by myself, that's why
you're coming with me.
This is for you.
You'll thank me later.
It'll get you into all the bars in town.
How'd you get this?
My sister hooked me up
after graduation.
Stick with me and we'll have this place
wrapped around our fingers.
Best place to start,
Drake's party.
Look, I'm really tired.
You'll wake up.
And who knows who you'll meet.
Trust me.
Now what are you gonna wear?
Most of my stuff is still in the car.
It should probably stay there.
Here, put this on.
Make it snappy.
Roomie.
Put your hair back up.
This is going to be a long first semester.
Joe, Joe, Joe,
Joe, Joe, Joe, woo!
Godfrey, Godfrey, Godfrey,
Godfrey, Godfrey,
Godfrey, woo!
Allie Buchanan.
You made it.
Of course I did.
Joe, Joe, Joe,
Joe, Joe, Joe...
I see you brought a sexy little thing with you.
Hi.
I'm Drake McDowell.
This is my roommate, Kathleen.
It's Caitlyn, actually.
Very nice to meet you, Caitlyn.
Can I get you two anything?
- Vodka tonic. - And for you?
I'll just have some water right now.
That's funny.
Seriously?
Oh, okay,
one VT and a water
coming right up.
Thank you very much.
You caught the eyes of the host.
Whatever.
Godfrey, Godfrey, Godfrey, Godfrey!
There he is.
Adam.
Are you kidding?
Everyone knows him.
What's so great about him?
The mystery.
What mystery?
The one I plan to find out.
Ladies.
Here you go.
Thank you.
What number shot are they on?
Twenty-one.
Isn't that a lot?
Oh, yeah.
Joe!
Joe, Joe, Joe, Joe,
Joe, Joe, Joe, woo!
Yes, yes.
Godfrey, Godfrey, Godfrey,
woo!
Come on, Joe.
You ready?
Joe, Joe, Joe, Joe,
Joe, Joe, Joe, oh!
Dude, that was epic.
Joe never had a chance.
Ladies and gents,
I give you our reigning champion,
Adam Godfrey.
Woo!
Isn't he amazing?
He's gonna have one hell of a hangover tomorrow.
Shit.
Hi.
I'm Alice.
Are you okay?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I'm... I'm fine.
I'm Adam.
I know who you are, silly.
Do you have a sister?
Christine Buchanan.
She graduated last year.
She told me amazing things about you.
Right.
Yes, yes, I remember her.
Enjoying the party?
It's not bad.
I hear there's
a better party to get to.
Oh, yeah?
Where's that?
Your place.
I see.
Well, tell you what.
Let me down a few bottles of water and we'll get going.
Oh, I do have to take a few friends home first, though.
That's fine.
We have all night.
Great.
I'm going back to the dorm.
What?
Why?
I'm tired.
What about Drake?
Ew, no.
I just wanna rest.
Well, I'm going to Adam's place.
Do you know how long you'll be gone?
Hopefully till the sun rises.
Okay.
Well, I'm going back to the room.
You wanna come along?
He said he had to drop some friends off first.
No, thanks.
Enjoy yourself.
I plan to.
Whoa, wait a second, wait a second.
We can't let the king drive us home.
Why, he always drives us when we're too drunk.
Yeah, but he's had the most to drink
out of all of us, so...
And I sobered up.
No, bro. There's no way
you could have sobered up after that many shots that fast.
You should be passed out like Joe.
Well, maybe he knows how to hold his liquor.
Oh, maybe he knows how to hold his liquor.
Nice try, babe, but you don't know the king like I do.
Well, I hope to get to know him better
after tonight.
Looks like the king has another party to attend,
Get in the car.
Okay.
Shit.
Damn, is that... is that really a cop
or am I really drunk?
Both.
Waiting for us to leave.
- This has happened to me before. - It's okay, man.
Just play it cool... maybe we can convince him
you didn't drink anything.
What do you mean? He drank more than anybody.
You're screwed, dude.
I can handle this.
What are you gonna do?
I'll think of something.
You're screwed,
you're screwed,
you're screwed.
License and registration, please.
Is there a problem, officer?
Yeah, did you have anything to drink
at the party there?
No, I didn't have anything to drink at the party.
I'm the designated driver.
Let me smell your breath.
Man, I hope I don't get deported.
Step on out.
You're screwed, man.
Shut up, Andrew.
We're gonna be here a while, guys.
So what do you want me to do?
Stand on one leg and look up?
Walk in a straight line and touch my nose?
No, let's not waste any time.
Blow into this.
Oh no.
Not the breathalyzer.
Yup.
He's screwed.
Fine.
Try again. This time blow harder.
I told you.
I'm the designated driver.
So it seems. But I still think you've been drinking.
I'm gonna let you off with a warning.
Okay, what the hell just happened?
I don't know.
All right. Drive safely.
Thank you, I will.
What?
How did you do that?
I just got lucky.
He let you off with a warning?
Yeah, so keep quiet back there, all right?
Dude.
You are the king.
If there was one thing that put me in a good mood today,
it was knowing I would sleep soundly tonight.
Of course I would have to be roommates
with one of the campus sluts.
I hope she doesn't bring anybody back here.
Nobody likes to bunk under a ten
on the Richter scale.
Yay for college.
Well, I think he's still passed out on the couch.
Probably.
Well, 22 shots.
That's a new record.
What about the cop?
What about him?
How did you do that with the breathalyzer?
Lucky break, I guess.
I think you did something.
I don't know how, but you did.
Well, I think you are still drunk.
Is that a bad thing?
Well, not in the least.
Good.
Whoa.
What?
No, no.
What, what's that?
That's not the bedroom.
What's inside?
All your dark little secrets?
You, Adam Godfrey,
are a real mystery.
Hey, roomie.
Hi.
Where are you goin'?
I have class in ten minutes.
Don't you have class?
Yeah.
I do.
Obviously you had a good time.
You have no idea.
Everything about last night was amazing.
That's great.
I gotta go.
Why are you so uptight, Catherine?
It's Caitlyn.
Right, that's what I said.
Just relax.
Have some fun.
You're a cute girl.
Just find a boy to untie with.
Don't be afraid to live a little.
I have to go.
Maybe she's a lesbian.
Well, it was obvious what happened with Alice
and I didn't give a rat's ass.
You know that feeling you get when you wanna
get to know somebody and become friends?
I didn't have that feeling when it came to Alice.
First impressions are everything.
Anyway, if there was one class
I was looking forward to this semester
it was creative writing at 2:30...
the one elective I got to choose.
It was a nice break from all the requirement classes
to be an accountant.
I can only imagine how my dad would feel
if he found out.
Everyone knows what love stories are.
Love is a universal connection of mankind.
It's like that song:
Love is everywhere.
It's on TV, in movies,
books, poetry, et cetera.
We connect with love,
which is why, for all you young creative writers in class,
it's only fitting that your first assignment
is going to be a short love story.
Can anyone tell me what the term "soul mates" means?
Yes.
Two people destined to be
in love with each other forever.
Ridiculous.
It seems some people disagree with this young lady's
definition of soul mates.
Would you care to share your thoughts on soul mates?
I'll pass.
This is a creative writing class.
If you wanna be good writers you need to be able
to convey your feelings on the page
through the characters you write, so, please,
share your thoughts with the class.
Well, I think it's exactly what it sounds like.
A story.
Interesting theory.
So you don't think Romeo and Juliet were soul mates?
Well, they died when the loving was getting good,
so too young to tell.
Soul mates are about finding that someone
who completes you and makes you feel whole.
Romeo and Juliet found that in each other.
They were in lust.
Lust was just the physical.
Which is enough to complete anybody,
am I right?
So you don't believe in true love or actual marriage?
Well, believe me, I'd like to,
but life seems to prove otherwise.
Isn't marriage the union
of two people before God?
The joining of their souls in holy matrimony?
A union granted by a power far greater than us?
Sure.
Then how come a lawyer can get you out of it?
What gives them the power to break that sacred vow
between supposed soul mates?
If soul mates were real, I think there'd be less divorce
and the world would be a happier place.
If the love fades away then those two
weren't meant to be together.
I mean, soul mates are more than just a physical attraction.
They're that somebody you wanna be around,
someone you can't stop thinking about,
just by being in the same room as you.
Life is easier when you're with them
and nothing can stop the two of you
because you empower each other.
Then why must you lose that person in the end?
You make soul mates sound like they have happy endings.
What about the great love stories that end in tragedy?
If soul mates are two people that are truly destined
to be in love with each other forever,
what happens when one of them passes on?
Why must you lose such an amazing thing?
That's why I think it's a story.
Just saying.
Well, I can see we have some deep thinkers in class.
And that's a good thing.
I encourage each of you not to hold back
when you write your love stories,
and you decide whether it should have
a happy ending or not.
Okay, we'll continue this tomorrow.
That'll be all for today.
- All he was talking about was... - Applesauce?
Hey, you!
How did you even get applesauce...
Hey, excuse me.
Can I talk to you for a minute?
Yeah, we just had that wonderful discussion
in class.
Oh, right, yeah.
What's your name?
I'm Caitlyn.
Do you have a last name?
Landale.
Well, it's nice to meet you, Miss Landale.
I'm Adam Godfrey.
That was fun back there.
Thanks for making the class
a little more interesting.
Thanks for being a total jackass.
- I beg your pardon? - Hey, we're gonna take off.
Yeah, peace, I'll talk to you guys later.
You heard me.
Where's this coming from?
I don't appreciate you shooting down
what I believe in.
Are you talking about
what happened back there?
Well, I'm sorry I hurt your feelings.
It was nice meeting you, Miss Landale.
- Who do you think you are? - Oh, she's following me.
Do you have a heart at all or are you really just that bitter?
Oh, he's got nothing to say, folks,
he said it all back in the classroom.
What's the matter, Adam Godfrey,
cat got your tongue?
Are you free later?
I'll take that as a yes.
Pick you up around six?
It was nice meeting you, Caitlyn Landale.
Okay, I've had some random things happen to me,
but nothing like that.
He took me by surprise
and I didn't know
you could feel this way.
Who is this guy?
Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.
Oh.
Okay.
Go on, my child.
Father, I did something
that was incredible
knowing that I shouldn't have.
I let passion
get the better of me.
Oh, well...
Being young,
as you are,
the...
the power of passion
can be very hard
to resist.
That is the sin, Father,
I can't resist anymore.
I... I haven't been able
to resist for a few years now.
And I fear my selfishness
may have brought danger
to another.
I see.
Does the other person know?
No.
I don't know how to tell him.
What should I do, Father?
Well, you might wanna get checked out
before you do anything else.
Depending on the results should determine
what happens next.
Thank you.
Forgive me?
- I absolve you of your sins. - Cool.
In the name of the Father
and the Son, okay.
Lord have mercy.
I didn't think you were allowed to leave this place.
I didn't think you had keys.
So, how are things?
Interesting.
Up to your usual reckless self, then.
Well, I wouldn't exactly call it reckless, but,
yeah.
Do you know a tragically beautiful, rude blonde?
Can you be a little bit more specific?
They all start looking alike after a while.
You haven't,
you know,
recently?
Okay.
You wouldn't lie to your priest, would you?
A priest, never.
You, maybe.
I'm serious, Adam.
You're not invincible.
You're being too reckless, my son.
Oh, don't call me your son, I'm not your son.
Or have you forgotten who you're talking to?
No, believe me, Adam,
I haven't.
Forgive me.
What's the matter?
You talked to them, didn't you?
What'd they say?
It was worth a try.
I don't know what else to do.
That was the last idea I had.
Sometimes when we go searching for the path
it can't be found.
Sometimes a path has to find us.
Okay, I get the whole servant of God
is your job of choice, and all,
but please don't play riddles with me.
Can't you just give me a straight answer for once
without the cloak and daggers?
Unfortunately I can't give you a straight answer.
That's something you're gonna have to figure out for yourself.
God works in mysterious ways.
Yeah. Well, I love being His plaything,
because He's having one hell of a time with me.
I have faith in you, Adam.
I have no idea what that means anymore.
Lord, if there's anyone in the world
who needs Your help, or a sense of closure,
it's him.
Writing is the one thing that helps me clear my head.
It makes sense to me.
There's no reason for it,
but occasionally I find answers
writing on the blank page
when I can't find any in the world.
I know it's weird, but,
now I can't focus.
Why did he do that?
Why did he kiss me?
He's an asshole.
Why can't I stop thinking about him?
Dammit!
You're late.
How did... how'd you find out
where I'm staying?
It wasn't that hard.
You ready to go?
Look, I have to write this essay for class.
That's not due for a month.
Yeah, I like getting a head start on things.
Already having writer's block, aren't you?
What?
No.
Come on.
You're gonna love this.
Who knows, maybe you'll be inspired by something.
This is one of those moments where your head says to stay
and your heart says to go.
He's not even that attractive.
Okay.
Great.
Be outside in five.
Oh, and...
bring your hiking boots.
What?
I don't have hiking boots.
Neither did he.
I didn't think someone like you
came to places like this.
- Someone like me? - Yeah.
I thought you were a total douchebag.
Well, can be sometimes.
I've noticed.
Back home I had a place like this that I'd go to.
It was my sanctuary.
Sanctuary?
From what?
Anything, really.
So you don't think I'm crazy?
No, far from it, actually.
My parents would disagree with you.
They don't condone that kind of thinking.
Doesn't go along with their plan for me.
Plan?
To follow the Landale family footsteps
and become an accountant like my dad.
I'm supposed to be the fourth in my family.
Well, there's nothing wrong with becoming what you wanna be.
They don't see it that way.
I've never had a choice, they've had my whole life
planned out for me.
After I graduate, I'm supposed to go and work
in my father's accounting firm.
Eight hours a day just messing with numbers.
Some people enjoy it.
I'm not one of them.
What would you rather do?
Be a writer, novelist.
Hence the creative writing class.
So just tell your dad you don't wanna do it.
If only it were that easy. He'd flip.
He'd say, "There's no guaranteed income writing novels.
Stick with accounting, that has certainty behind it.
Don't waste your life taking risks
when the odds are against you."
Blah, blah, blah.
What about your mother?
They'd both flip.
I see.
Come on.
Stand on the rock and you're on top of the world.
That's okay. I have a little fear of heights
and I'd like to stay where my feet are firmly on the ground.
Suit yourself.
Where do you see yourself in ten years?
Oh, come on.
I told you mine, it's your turn.
I don't think that far ahead.
I'm a one-day-at-a-time kind of guy.
Could have fooled me back in the classroom.
That didn't sound like someone who takes things day by day.
I find it's easier to not have goals.
You're not disappointed if you don't reach them.
So you'd rather just let fate take its course?
No, no, no.
I'd rather decide my own fate.
That whole idea about everything happens for a reason
and predestination just gives me a headache.
For instance.
What are you doing?
Testing fate.
If fate exists then it already knows what I'm about to do
and there's no stopping it.
Which is?
How far of a drop do you think that is?
Don't be silly.
I'm not.
Fate is making me do this.
What if there is no tomorrow for me?
Don't joke about things like that.
Okay, Adam, stop fooling around.
Adam, seriously,
you're scaring me.
Is this my fate?
Because if it isn't,
maybe you are gonna
be the one
to stop me.
Adam, step away from the edge,
don't be stupid.
Whoa.
What is fate?
Adam!
Well, looks like I defied my fate.
Gotcha.
Oh, my God,
you're an asshole!
Looks like you overcame
your fear of heights, too.
Or not.
Hey.
Hey, hey, hey, hey,
it's okay, you're fine.
Wow, you're tense.
Okay, just relax,
just relax,
I've got you.
Okay, I've got you.
I've got you.
No way.
I bet you I can.
You think you can guess my middle name.
Out of the thousand possible choices.
Yes.
All right.
Go for it.
Caitlyn...
Rose Landale.
How'd you know that?
I noticed you drew
a single red rose
on your notebook.
Aside from it obviously being your favorite flower,
I assumed it had a deeper meaning.
Caitlyn Rose Landale.
That's a beautiful name.
Caitlyn meaning pure.
A single dark rose
means unconscious beauty.
Lucky guess.
You take a class in flowers or something?
Actually a few years ago,
I...
Bobby?
Bobby, is that you?
Excuse me?
Bobby Perkins,
is that you?
I'm sorry, Sir,
his name is Adam.
No, you're Bobby Perkins.
My God, boy.
The years have been far kinder to you
than they have been to me.
Okay, Grandpa. Let's go drink our coffee,
let's leave these nice people alone.
That's Bobby Perkins.
I haven't seen you in over 65 years.
It's Frank.
Frank Connor.
We flew the Attagirl together.
You remember our old gal.
I'm sorry, he has Alzheimer's.
Unfortunately his strongest memories
are from when he served.
He flew in World War II.
It's all right.
It's Bobby... I never forget a face.
Grandpa.
You forget my name a lot.
I may forget your name,
but I never forget a face.
I know you're my granddaughter.
And I know that boy
has the same face
as Bobby Perkins.
I know it's not possible,
but I'd swear it was him.
Okay.
Let's go drink our coffee.
Come on, now.
It's true!
I... that's Bobby Perkins,
I flew with him.
I know Bobby when I see him,
I've worked with him for a long, long time.
Attagirl.
She was one beautiful B17.
Wasn't she?
That she was.
What are you doing?
Okay, I don't know who you are,
but it's really rude to play tricks
on someone with Alzheimer's.
Sorry.
That was Bobby.
How did you do that?
What?
How'd you know his plane was a B17?
He had a B17 pin.
Really?
I must have missed that.
So what were we talking about?
What's wrong?
You wouldn't believe me if I told you.
It's getting late.
We should go.
That was Bobby.
Oh, it was.
No, no, no, no,
it was him.
I know it's him.
What you working on there, roomie?
Writing assignment.
Figured.
Would it be about your new boyfriend?
What's up with you and this quote?
I like it 'cause I think it has multiple meanings.
You're a strange girl.
So, I see you've taken my advice
and decided to untie
with someone.
Good for you.
He's in my class and he helps me.
Please. You two are together all the time.
You're practically connected at the hip.
Now you're on the road to joining a line
of Godfrey's disposable pleasures.
Excuse me?
I'm just saying, be careful.
He's a real charmer and when things
are too good to be true, they usually are.
I wouldn't want your soft little heart
to break.
I think I can take care of myself.
I sure hope so.
Well, I'm off to see a cute doctor.
Are you going to the bar later?
Possibly.
Guess I'll see you there.
Great.
What do you mean you think you're in love?
Why settle for one when there's so much potential?
It just happened, bro.
She just had this smoking hot body,
perfectly shaped boobs,
sexiest elf ears.
Elf ears?
Yeah, yeah, I met her playing Fantasy World Online.
You know that's probably a man.
What do you think, Adam?
Sorry, what?
You all right, man? You seem kinda out of it.
Yeah, man, you've barely said a word
since we got here.
Yeah.
I'm fine, just wrong pipe.
What do you think of her, Adam?
Nothing special.
Nothing special? Are you not seeing what I'm seeing?
Hey, if you want her, go get her.
Wait a minute.
Is the king giving up?
No, I'm actually curious
if you can even get a girl like that
to come over here and talk to you.
Oh, now you doubt me.
Actually, both of you.
All right, here's the deal.
First one of you to have her buy you a drink,
gets 100 bucks from me.
Game on, time to make the introductions.
Oh, no, I'm sitting this one out.
It's all you guys.
Oh, come on.
That's the game, take it or leave it.
Make it 200.
Yeah, I agree.
Two hundred it is.
Go get her.
Another one?
Make it two.
I got this round if you've got the next.
Deal.
Two more, coming right up.
Do my eyes deceive me
or does the notorious Adam Godfrey seem bored?
Well, not anymore.
To being interesting.
You don't think Louis XIV
was loyal to his wife?
Nope.
He had six kids.
He was married, but you know
he had muses and escorts.
He was a king, he could have whatever he wanted
just by snapping his fingers.
Although he was more loyal to his second wife.
Madame de Maintenon.
They were secretly married by their close friend Raul.
How do you know that?
Everyone knew that.
I mean, knows that.
You make it sound like you were there.
It's not that hard to believe.
Even a king can find love.
Strange, isn't it?
Times have changed, same issues,
just different clothes and modern technology.
Thank you, thank you, thank you so much!
For what?
You cured me.
I beg your pardon.
I don't know how you did it,
but I knew you were amazing.
Okay, you're drunk, again.
Drunk with happiness and a second shot at life.
All right, this is ridiculous.
Do you wanna go back to my place?
My roommate's gone.
I'm right here, Alice.
Hi, roomie.
You must have heard the good news.
You don't mind if Adam comes over.
You could join, if you want.
That would be fun, we could have a threesome!
I do mind, actually.
Don't be afraid to live a little, roomie.
It'll be fun.
Oh, that's right, you don't put out.
Okay, just stop.
No, Caitlyn, wait.
Wait, let her go.
Why are you with her?
She's beneath you.
I'm what's good for you.
Actually, you're the one who's beneath me.
Excuse me?
You heard me.
You are a soulless person
who doesn't care about anybody
other than yourself.
You have no future ahead of you
other than alcohol and disease.
And if you keep going down that path,
you're gonna have a life full of pain and anguish.
Caitlyn is a hundred times the person you are.
She's smart, funny, classy.
And somebody you can look up to
if you really wanna change.
You say you've been given a second chance.
That's great.
Don't screw it up.
Why would you say that to me?
You're better than this, Alice.
What if I'm not?
Then I feel sorry for you.
Come on, Caitlyn, let's go.
I can't believe you just did that.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
I mean, she was being ridiculous.
And she insulted you and I just don't stand for that.
If she was a guy I would have knocked her out cold.
Nobody insults the people I like
and gets away with it.
That was amazing.
I've never had anyone stand up for me
like that before.
You're special, Caitlyn.
I don't know how else to say it.
You're worth fighting for.
Is this your car?
I'll see you tomorrow?
Yeah.
Great.
Shit.
"And after he escaped they ran away together
and lived happily ever after."
Ridiculous.
You did.
You really did.
Is that my baby?
There she is.
Hi, Mom, Dad.
You're home!
Where's your stuff, honey, I'll get it.
It's just one bag in the back, thanks.
I'm good, it was good, it wasn't bad.
I have to tell you all about my roommate, though,
Mom.
I wish you could stay longer.
- The weekend's not enough. - I know.
It was nice to get away from my campus, though.
How are your classes?
Fine.
Not enough of a challenge for my girl.
I knew college would be a breeze for you.
Do you have any favorite classes?
Creative wri...
ting.
What was that?
Creative writing.
I thought you were done with that.
It's an elective class.
Caitlyn, honey.
Why are you wasting your time taking a class
that won't benefit you?
Well, who's to say it won't, Dad?
I'm taking a full schedule of classes,
over half of which require me
to be working with numbers constantly.
Creative writing is a nice break from it.
So you still wanna be an accountant.
- I don't know. - You don't know.
My daughter who has such a promising future,
now she doesn't know what she wants to do.
Tons of college students don't know what
they wanna do, Dad.
You're not them.
Caitlyn, why the sudden change of heart?
What else would you do, honey?
Dad.
I want to be a novelist.
That is a hobby.
It's such a difficult gamble to be successful.
So what, Dad?
If it makes me happy then what does it matter?
I mean, it's worked out for other people.
Who's to say it won't for me?
You haven't even let me try.
Neither of you have read anything that I've written.
How are you supposed to know if I'm any good or not?
You're my parents.
Why can't you support me on this?
Okay.
You had a long drive, you're tired, I get it.
It's not just the drive that's made me tired.
It's not being able to be honest with you and share my feelings.
I mean, all my life I've worried
about living up to your expectations
and being who you want me to be
and I'm tired of it.
- Sweetie... - I'm not done.
I love you both and I'm very grateful
for everything you've done for me.
You taught me to not let anything get in the way
of my goals, and that includes both of you.
Dinner was delicious.
You know what I need.
No.
What?
Look at you, come on.
I really don't wanna hear this right now.
I just came for what I paid you for.
I told you this isn't...
I'm not paying you for your opinions,
I'm fine.
Enough, enough.
You're a mess.
Enough.
This is all I need.
Judging by the size of that case I saw Adam take,
my heart sank.
He was the only person I feel I can
be myself around right now.
And sometimes when things are too good to be true,
they usually are.
Is there something you wanna tell me?
Caitlyn, what are you doing here?
I got back a few minutes ago.
What do you have there?
- It's not what you think. - Really?
'Cause it looks like you have a drug problem.
Do you have a drug problem,
Adam?
You wouldn't understand.
What wouldn't I understand?
Only two kinds of people use needles,
those who need help and those who like
poisoning their bodies.
Which one are you?
The first one.
Okay, why?
It's difficult to explain.
Why? What aren't you telling me?
Just tell me the truth.
The truth?
My name is Adam Elias Raul Francois
Demetrius Isaac Robert Godfrey III.
And I'm...
423 years old.
Seriously? That's the best you can come up with?
I knew you wouldn't believe me.
That's the most ridiculous thing I ever heard.
I thought I meant more to you than that.
You do. You wanted the truth, and I told you.
Really? You're 400 years old?
You're sticking with that story?
I can prove it.
Well?
Fine.
What are you doing?
Oh, my God.
Are you insane?
I'll get a, I'll get a bandage.
No, don't.
Look.
See?
I'll heal.
How is...
How's that possible?
Are you a mutant or something?
No.
No, just unlucky.
So...
Are we still on for that movie?
Caitlyn?
Hello, Caitlyn?
Caitlyn, you're gonna be fine.
Brian.
Just relax, it's okay, take a seat.
What's the matter?
Oh, my friend.
There you are.
I need your help.
I don't know what to do.
What happened?
I told her.
Told her what?
About me.
Oh.
Why did you do that?
She caught me in an awkward situation,
I thought she could handle it.
What did she see?
The knife thing.
She seemed fine, she asked me a couple questions
and then got that look on her face.
Looks like she's trying to process the news.
You think?
Look at her.
I've tried everything I can to snap her out of it.
Can you talk to her?
What do you think I can do?
You talk to people and give 'em guidance,
I thought you could help her make sense of...
me.
All right, I'll talk to her.
Thank you.
Just stay here
or look around or something.
Okay.
What's your name, dear?
Her name's Caitlyn.
Oh, okay.
Caitlyn.
Do you have a last name?
Landale.
That's a beautiful name.
I think I know what you're feeling, Caitlyn.
Many questions are running through your mind right now.
What just happened, how is that possible,
am I dreaming.
I can answer one of them for you.
No, you're not dreaming.
Caitlyn, it's okay.
You're safe.
I, I just can't believe it.
Usually it's easier to believe something
that's right in front of our eyes
and harder to believe in the unseen.
Is it hard to believe because you've never seen it before?
Then have faith.
All the proof you need is right in front of you.
If you can't believe it's real,
have faith it's real.
This is a lot to take in.
Believe me, I know it is.
How you feeling?
A little better.
You'll be okay.
That I can promise you.
Thank you.
Are you okay?
Adam, can I have a word?
Certainly.
Excuse us for a minute.
- Thanks again. - My pleasure.
However, I do have one concern.
What's that?
Have you told her the whole truth?
No.
I never got that far.
Do you plan to?
I'm not sure.
I don't know if I should.
That's something you should probably think about.
I'm glad you let someone else in, though.
Hi.
Do we still have time for that movie?
Yeah.
Yeah, we do.
So.
Explain how it works.
What do you mean?
Well, you don't look 400 years old.
I'm glad you noticed that.
Did it just happen?
Kind of.
It was my 18th birthday.
Which means it was 1607.
That's correct.
Impressive.
It's the accountant in me.
I started feeling sick.
I had pain all over my body.
Nobody knew what was wrong with me.
Next thing I knew,
people just started aging around me.
It was like time stopped for me
and the world kept going.
It's taken me 400 years
to age five in appearance.
That must have been tough.
It was.
Do you know what happened?
As science developed
we discovered my blood
was different.
"Different"?
Aside from the positive and negatives
there are four kinds of blood.
A, B, AB, and O.
And mine wasn't any of those.
It was an unknown blood type,
or as the scientists, specialists, and doctors
like to call it, blood type U.
How can that be?
That is the question I'm still trying
to get answered today.
So back at the med building
when I saw that man give you that needle?
That was Dr. Hopkins, one of the current specialists
trying to help find out
why my blood is the way it is.
He and his team are the only people
that are still willing to help.
The needle was to give them
another sample.
So you're not a drug addict.
No.
Sorry for jumping to that conclusion.
Hey, I would have assumed the same thing
if I didn't know the truth.
Why aren't more people helping?
Other specialists retired.
Lost hope.
Or passed on.
Dr. Hopkins and his team,
they're slowly getting results
so I decided it was wise to stay close,
and then I began masquerading as a college student.
What about family? Did you have any?
My condition doesn't allow me to have kids.
They say I'm not compatible with the other blood types.
So the specialists tell me.
That's harsh.
I'm sorry.
I'm used to it.
Okay, so the healing.
How the heck is that possible?
I loved it when you called me a mutant,
by the way.
You kind of are.
Is it your blood that does it?
Yeah, that's correct.
Do you mind me asking you all these questions?
Not at all, it's actually a relief
that I don't have to make up some stupid story,
so ask away.
Okay.
This house.
What's the deal?
Well, come with me and I'll show you.
Obviously it's been refurbished many times.
You own this place?
It's under Adam Godfrey II
who I say is my father when I have people around.
When actually it's you.
How do you afford a place like this?
Well, being able to live a few centuries
you learn a couple things.
You must be rich.
My condition has its perks.
That's all I'll say.
Just don't go around telling people, okay?
It's not that easy to make a fake reputation.
No one would believe me anyway.
I guess you're right.
What's in that room?
How come there's a lock on the door?
It's just stuff.
You know, I have to admit,
I'm kind of amazed you're not freaking out over all this.
To be honest, I'm not entirely sure how to feel.
What does your heart tell you?
That I don't need to be afraid.
Strangely it all seems so familiar.
Really?
It's difficult to explain.
If only people in the 1800s
felt the same way you do.
Being chased by villagers with pitchforks
is not a fun thing.
- Really? - They're quite sharp.
Tell me more.
Well.
Times have changed.
But you should have seen it back then.
Adam, are you all right?
What's wrong?
I'm fine.
Are you sure?
Yeah.
Go back to bed.
Is this a bad time, Father Brian?
Caitlyn, not at all.
Just give me a sec.
It's good to see you.
I was wondering if we could talk about
our mutual friend.
Keeping what we know to ourselves.
Oh, I see.
How do you do it?
Well, to be honest, it's not that hard.
You see, I've known Adam my whole life
and as I aged, he...
You know.
Didn't you find that strange?
Of course I did.
But when I was old enough to understand
my father told me one of the family secrets
that was passed down to him.
He told you about Adam.
Yes, and that's when it made some sense.
Explained a little bit,
but more questions stirred in my head.
I know the feeling.
Being a servant of God helps put some
of those questions at ease.
But others still go unanswered.
I'm worried, Father.
Oh?
I still have a hard time dealing with the truth.
I have to constantly remind myself that he's real.
Is knowing a burden for you?
No, but I don't think he's told me everything.
Like what?
I've noticed over the past few months
that he's becoming more pale.
I've noticed that, too.
When I ask him about it
he changes the subject
and he says he's fine.
He won't tell me what's wrong.
Do you know anything about this?
It's not my place to say anything, Caitlyn.
Perhaps if you told him how you feel about him,
he'd be more willing to talk about it.
Should I be worried for him?
Honestly, I don't know.
I say just be there for him and he'll tell you
when the time is right.
It's good to see you.
I'm glad I have someone to talk to about Adam.
I understand your feelings.
Thank you, Father Brian.
It's good to see you, too.
May God bless you both.
Amen.
Come on.
It makes sense that you had other girlfriends,
I just wanna know if there are any special ones.
There was one.
Gwyneth.
Who was she?
Back in the 17th century
she was the most loyal wife
a husband could have asked for.
You were married.
Was.
A long time ago.
She believed in me when no one else would.
My only regret was that I couldn't journey with her
as an equal.
What happened?
I was a servant and she was the daughter
of an upper class family.
We fell in love
and her family didn't approve of their daughter
living with a freak like me,
so we ran and we never looked back.
Do you remember the subject that was discussed?
Back in the classroom when we first met?
Soul mates.
Well, she was mine.
So that's why you said those things.
You lost your soul mate.
Two people destined to be in love
with each other forever.
You said it wasn't possible.
You proved me wrong.
Adam.
What are you not telling me?
I'm worried about you.
What doesn't make sense to me is how can you be sick
if you can heal?
I know.
I haven't told you everything.
I haven't told you everything because...
Because I don't know how.
You're dying.
Aren't you?
- Forgive me. - For what?
You look so much like Gwen.
And when I saw you in the classroom I had to know.
Know what?
I had to know if after all this time
you still had feelings for me.
I've missed you.
So much, Gwen.
Gwen?
Adam, my name is Caitlyn.
Adam?
Adam!
Adam, are you okay?
Help!
Adam.
Help!
Oh, my God.
He hasn't moved.
I don't understand.
Miss Landale.
Adam's blood is deteriorating.
Deteriorating?
Yes.
It has been for some time now.
How?
Adam's immune system
has been depleted and the antibodies
have turned against the red blood cells.
And the cause is unknown.
We've been trying to figure out a way to stop it
for a few years now.
Unfortunately, due to his unknown blood type
we haven't been able to develop a cure.
I was hoping that the disease would stop
when it attacked the cells affected by alcohol,
but it didn't.
Why doesn't he heal, though?
His miraculous healing cells fell victim to the disease
once his immune system weakened.
I wish we were examining him under other circumstances.
He's a rare human anomaly.
It could have been a big medical breakthrough in science
if we could replicate his healing cells,
but they are contaminated.
Is there anything that can be done?
Pray for a miracle.
He's living proof that they can happen.
I'll be back to check on him in a while.
Adam.
I don't know if you can hear me.
I don't know what to do.
This isn't supposed to be happening.
You're immortal.
You can heal, I've seen it.
I don't know how, but you can.
Oh, God, I wish I could just close my eyes,
turn back time,
and we be back at the rock on the hill.
We'd be back at our sanctuary.
Sanctuary.
From what?
This fear.
I don't know what to do without you, silly.
You're everything to me.
I always knew you were special.
You're different.
Really?
Yeah.
I don't just kiss random girls.
I let random girls kiss me.
This isn't fair, Adam.
Tell me what to do.
- Tell me how to handle this. - Caitlyn.
Tell me everything's gonna be okay.
Listen, my...
my life I've wondered
why am I the last of all of his friends,
his family, his loved ones.
And you know what?
For the first time...
in a long, long time...
I'm at peace...
with who I am.
And it's because of you.
Caitlyn Rose Landale.
You're the answer to the question
I've been searching for.
I've waited for you
and you found me.
And now I will find you.
I want you to stay.
No.
You're strong.
So be strong, Caitlyn.
You have a bright future ahead of you.
Embrace it.
Become who you were meant to be
and you will be the love of my life.
Hey, buddy.
How you feeling?
Whole.
Did you bring it?
This is for you.
From Adam.
Don't open it now.
Open it when you're ready.
Okay.
You're gonna be fine, Caitlyn.
You're gonna be all right.
I love you, Adam Godfrey.
I love you, too.
Soul mate.
My dearest Caitlyn Rose Landale.
It's ironic that this body isn't allowing me
to stay by your side as your life begins.
You must know that if time allowed
for a different outcome,
I would have gladly taken it.
I know nothing said, written, or given
can ever fill the void you feel.
However, as my last act on this earth,
I hereby will all my possessions,
accomplishments, and secrets to you
to use how you please in your journey.
My only request is that you never give up on hope,
life, and love.
Until we meet again,
yours eternally,
Adam.
Adam is right. You can't stop living.
Especially when you feel like there's nothing left for you.
Somehow you keep going,
even if it's the hardest thing
you've ever done in your life.
We flew the Attagirl together.
She was one beautiful B17.
Wasn't she, Connor?
That she was.
Oh, my God.
They were secretly married by their close friend, Raul.
How do you know that?
Everyone knew that.
I mean, knows that.
It was real.
It's clear to me now that being different
has its place.
When we go searching for the path,
it can't be found.
But when we are ready,
the path finds us in a way
we never expected.