Subtitles section Play video Print subtitles ( bright tone ) ( ethereal synth music ) ♪ ♪ Henry: I told you to stop it and you didn't stop. Clay: Henry, you kissed me! Do you not remember that? Henry: You forced... your fingers... inside me and I told you no. ( glass shattering ) ( haunting music ) ♪ ♪ Fuck. Lucas: What happened? ♪ ♪ I don't know, man. Did Henry Coles do this? I'm sorry, but I was in the next room. I heard what she was saying to you-- I don't know what she was talking about. All right, Lucas? I didn't do anything to her. It was not like that. Hey, hey, hey. You hear me? Right? It wasn't like that. I'm not like that. No, I know, I know, I know. Lucas: It's cool. All right, we better clean this shit up. ♪ ♪ ( doorbell rings ) ♪ ♪ Anna: Clay Boone? I'm Deputy Hulce. We haven't officially met. I'm responding to a disturbance call from one of your neighbors. They said somebody threw a rock through your window. Anna: I assume you know what I'm talking about. Yeah, I do. Well, did you see who did it? No, no, uh... I was in my room. I was doing some PT. You know, some exercises. You know, I was the first responder right after your accident. How you been holding up? Still sitting. So... - Your father home? - No, he's at work. Would you mind if I take a look around and make sure there's no other signs of forced entry? Actually--actually, uh, I think we're good here. All right. Okay. Well... if you see any...thing suspicious, or any other... We'll give you a call. Okay. ( sighs ) ( phone keys clacking ) ( "Now and Later" by Sage the Gemini playing ) ♪ ♪ Hey, what's up? ♪ ♪ Man: ♪ I can be your lifesaver ♪ ♪ Treat me like a jawbreaker ♪ Sweet playlist, man. Clay: It's not a playlist. What? It's not a playlist. It's a mood. Oh, okay. Cool. Hey, man, grab me a shot. Let's do shots. Oh, yeah! You want next game? Uh, no, no, I'm good, man. All right. Man: ♪ If you don't come back I think I'ma lose it ♪ Man: Yo, Daron, what's up! ♪ If I ever had your number ♪ Lucas: Yo, Clay, I thought you said only a few friends were coming over. I mean, they might've invited some friends as well, but, uh-- - Thank you, sir. - You're welcome. Should you be mixing that with your meds? Absolutely. ♪ ♪ Damian: Come on, you got to give us something. Look at his face. That--that is the face of a man who has had some pussy on his face. ( laughs ) Out of here. Damian: ( laughs ) I know. I know you... You're an idiot. ♪ ♪ Hey, babe, you want to get me another beer? No. ( Damian laughs ) ♪ ♪ Zach: Serves you right. ♪ ♪ Man: Oh, yeah! ♪ ♪ - Boop! - Ow. Oh, I'm sorry, miss. Is this a pedestrian walkway? Seriously? ♪ ♪ Look, uh, thanks for being cool with me bringing Damian. Yeah. Yeah, he's, uh... one of a kind. ( laughs ) Yep. ♪ ♪ Um, listen. ♪ ♪ Can I ask you something? ♪ ♪ And I want you to be, like, totally honest with me. ♪ ♪ Okay. I mean, it's not bad or anything. I just... ♪ ♪ Was I good to you? Like, as a boyfriend? ♪ ♪ Like, did you buy me enough candles before you decided to screw around? Clay: No, no. I mean, did you ever-- did you ever feel like like I put pressure on you? ♪ ♪ To... Pressure to do what? ♪ ♪ Sleep with you? I guess. I mean... Were there times when maybe it felt like I was more in the mood than you were? Well, you're a guy, so obviously, sometimes, yeah. But I never did anything I didn't want to do with you. ♪ ♪ That's not who I am. ♪ ♪ Okay. ( laughs ) Where is this coming from? No, I just-- I've had a lot of time to think, you know? ♪ ♪ - Okay. - So, yeah. ♪ ♪ Crowd: Chug! Chug! Chug! ( disconnected music ) ♪ ♪ Lucas: Hey, Clay, dude... Wake up. ( haunting music ) Clay: Hey. What happened? Man, I told you to be careful mixing. ( Clay mutters ) ♪ ♪ Clay: Where'd everyone go? ♪ ♪ Hey, Lucas. ♪ ♪ What's up? ♪ ♪ I can't-- I can't believe this is me. You know? This is my life. Just yell if you think you're gonna be sick. All right? ( cell phone chimes ) ( groans ) ( groans ) ( haunting music ) ♪ ♪ What the fuck? ( metal buckles ) Shit! ♪ ♪ ( metal groaning ) ( Clay yells ) Help! Help, Lucas! Lucas! ( gasping ) Breakfast? ( both laugh ) ( quietly ) Yeah. ( door opens ) ( laughs ) Bill: What the hell went on in here? Threw a party last night for the team. After the loss to Lincoln, you know, everyone kind of wanted to blow off some steam. And, uh, it kind of got out of hand. You hung over? A little, yeah. Good. Bill: May the punishment fit the crime. Better get busy cleaning. Uh, hey, Dad. Uh... Where'd you go? Had to take care of some stuff. Listen, I'm gonna call the Millers and set up a meet. This thing'll be over soon. Bill: Right. Yo, what was that about? Listen, there's something I want to show you. Just... go get dressed, will you? I'll finish up here. Clay: So what, you and Dad put together another old roadster or something? - What the hell is this? - Hold on, just let me explain. Are you fucking kidding me, man? I don't want to see this shit. I wouldn't've brought you here if it wasn't important. Oh, what, 'cause you want me to face my fears or some shit, man? - Fuck you! - Clay, just--just fucking listen to me, okay? Just listen. Henry was with you when this shit happened to your car. Right? - Right? - Yeah. Okay. She was in my trunk just before this happened. Wait, what? Why was she in your trunk? Okay, it d--it doesn't matter. Honestly, I-I know that sounds nuts, but look, my trunk and your car-- it's like the same shit happened to both of them, like the same kind of fucking suck bomb or some shit went off inside them. Oh, right, okay, so Henry put, uh-- she planted bombs in the both of our cars? - Is that what you're saying? - No, I'm just saying, she said she did this to you. Why would she say that if she didn't mean it? Because she's fucking crazy. - ( sighs ) No, man. - Because she's a liar. You and I both know Dad's partners did this. Yeah, we only know any of that shit because she said so. And it makes actual fucking sense, unlike whatever Benghazi shit you got whirling around in your head. Dude I don't know. I just have this feeling and I don't know how else to describe it. Well, your feeling's wrong. Henry was confused, okay? And people who are confused-- they talk shit. And now she's got us both freaking out because you can't mind your own goddamn business. Everything she was saying last night was insane. Don't let her fuck with your head too.