The last thing I need in my life right now
is some fucking guy.
And you, the fact that you keep, like, offering that...
means you're just as fucking clueless as I thought.
I was trying to be Hannah's friend.
I needed a friend as much as she did.
我是汉娜的朋友 我让她失望了 对不起
I was friends with Hannah, and I let her down, and I'm sorry.
I just wanted to come by
and say what they're doing to her is bullshit.
Can I ask you some questions about Hannah's journals?
Yes, of course.
She mentions "The clubhouse" in three different poems.
"Something changed after the clubhouse.
I imagined myself for a moment one of the elite,
but I never should have gone to the clubhouse."
"...in his lucky letter jacket."
-是贾斯汀 是吗 -可能是
- That's gotta be Justin, right? - It could be.
I don't know.
I don't remember anything about a clubhouse.
Okay. What about "The intruder"?
He comes up several times, too. There's a whole poem about him.
"Sometimes the intruder doesn't need to break a window.
Sometimes they already have the key."
Do you know this one?
I think it's about the bullying at the school.
The house is on fire,
her lungs are filling up with smoke,
and the intruder,
it's this other Hannah that everyone thought they knew.
Oh, no, that makes sense.
It's fucking useless, Ryan.
We write and write about shit,
and nothing ever changes. I'm done.
汉娜 你很有天赋 我不会让你埋没自己的
Hannah, you have a gift. I'm not gonna just let you throw that away.
- You say that so easily like you know. - I do.
Yeah, well, I wish I did.
I wish I didn't need people to tell me I'm good,
or that they like me, but I do.
That-- That's great stuff. That's what you should write about.
Enough writing about my emotions. Can we just eat them?
Yeah, we can totally eat them.
Vanilla or mint chocolate chip?
别闹了 香草不是一种口味 而是自甘堕落
Please. Vanilla is not a flavor. It's an admission of defeat.
Hannah was so talented, but she didn't know it.
She wrote out of love, out of need.
And I wanted to show her that the rush of people loving your work
is just as good as love.
So I stole her poem.
It was just one poem.
But I was wrong.
I'm sorry I can't be more helpful.
Sometimes I fantasize that
all the answers are in these torn-out pages.
Oh, I-- I don't think so, I...
I imagine those are just false starts or...
things she was ashamed to even admit to herself.
Why did she keep in contact with Justin?
It can be intense at our age.
It's not just at your age.
What she needed most was love.
You didn't quit cheerleading because Justin's back?
I know, news travels fast in these halls.
- You don't care that he's back? - No.
Know where he's staying?
Justin needs help, too.
He should be enrolled in school.
The only address I have of him is his dad in Sacramento.
Jess, I'll be honest.
I know what it's like to try to be strong
and keep your problems all to you.
But it does not work.
You don't have to talk to me.
But talk to someone.
If I don't have to talk to you, can I go?
Justin's never met his dad.
His mom lives with some drug dealer named Seth.
- Do you think she likes her? - Your mother?
- Yeah. - Uh, sure.
Chloe's a great girl. Very pretty.
Yeah, she's got a brain, too. Her grades are better than mine.
And she's loyal?
-干得不错 -多谢 爸爸
- You did good. - Thanks, Dad.
Here we go.
You seem quite happy, the two of you.
没错 他很宠我 一直都这样
Oh, yeah, absolutely. He's so sweet to me, like, all the time.
- Sweet? -Yeah.
That's good to hear.
Oh. Cheerleading. Full-contact sport.
How do you know about Justin?
Because Jessica told me when we ditched with your car yesterday.
Said that Clay went and found him.
- Clay? - Yeah.
Okay, do you know anything
about where he's living or why he's back?
不 扎克 而且我也不在乎
No, Zach, and I really don't fucking care.
Why is everything always about fucking Justin?
放松点 老兄 才不是那样呢
Whoa. Relax, dude. It's not.
- Hey, are you okay? - Yeah.
Jessica and I kissed yesterday.
Dude, that's... that's great.
Is that great?
Yeah, well, but then she freaked out on me.
And now it's just... It's totally weird. I...
Yeah, I mean, that makes sense that she would freak out.
Yeah. But I just...
I still think it has something to do with Justin.
And you know what's the most fucked up?
When we kissed, I couldn't even feel anything.
-你是说精神上没感觉还是 -不是 是下面
- You mean, like, emotionally, or...? - No, like, down there.
I was just numb.
I haven't really felt anything, like, post-coma.
- Have you tried porn? - Yeah, of course I've tried porn.
但我以为如果是个真人 也许我会 你懂的
But I thought with a real person, maybe it would, you know.
老兄 别担心 你会重新雄起的
Yeah. Well, dude, honestly, it'll happen.
You just gotta find the right girl.
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