[Rue continues searching for the suitcase with the pills]
You don’t fucking recognize me?! Well, neither do fucking I! I DON'T FUCKING RECOGNIZE ME EITHER! Where did you put it?! [groans] You wish I was different?! So do I! You fucking hate me?! SO DO I!
...
Tell me where they are, Mom! Fuck! [screams] Where did you fucking put them?! I know they’re fucking in here, Mom! I know they’re in here! What did you do with them?! What did you do?! Where the fuck are they? What did you do with them?
We flushed them down the toilet.
[Rue stops in her tracks and hurries into the dining room, where Jules and Elliot are seated]
You look embarrassed, Rue. You embarrassed ’cause Jules just heard everything you said? Don’t cry. Own that shit. Own what you just said.
[whispers] Fuck you. [chuckles] Oh, okay. I see what the fuck is going on here. Well, first thing’s first, Elliot here is a fucking addict... so if he tells you anything fucking different, he’s a liar and a fucking snake. Fuck you!
He cares about you–
This doesn’t fucking concern you, Jules.
Yes, it does–
No the fuck it doesn’t!
Yes, it does.
How?!
‘Cause I don’t want you to kill yourself.
You’re a fucking rat!
You were lying to me.
Yeah, so you go tell my fuckin’ mom?!
I didn’t know what else to do.
And why the fuck would you say anything? [scoffs] You are fucking dead to me.
You don't mean that.
I fucking mean every fucking word. You're dead to me, Jules.
I don't believe you.
You and me? We're fucking done. There is nothing fucking there any more. Nothing... fucking... there. You know, I got a lot of regrets in my life. But gotta tell you, Jules. Meeting you... has gotta be at the top of my fucking list. [pause; Jules tears up] Oh, now you wanna fucking cry? Now you wanna fucking cry? Yeah, you’re a fucking vampire. You just go around fucking sucking the fucking spirit out of everyone! You like that shit... makes you feel good.
You know that’s not true.
It is fucking true. It’s all about fucking Jules, right? And you don’t know what the fuck you’re doing. You just act all fucking innocent, like you’re this fucking sweet little angel. This innocent, sweet, little fucking angel who doesn’t know what the fuck they’re doing. You know what the fuck you’re doing!
I love you.
No the fuck you don’t. You love being loved! You’re a fucking greedy whore who just likes sucking the life out of people. And it fucking hurts, Jules!
I love you.
No, you don’t. Stop saying that! You don’t love me! You fucking left me… when I fucking needed you. You fucking left me... when I was at my fucking lo... [breathes heavily] You fucking left me at my fucking lowest! And a real fucking friend, someone who fucking loves you, wouldn’t do some shit like that, Jules!
I love you and I wanna help you.
If you wanna help me, uh, you can honestly–You can just stay out of my fucking life. Forever. [chuckles] That would be great because, honestly, looking at you makes me physically fucking ill!
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