Wild Things: Diamonds in the Rough

Uh! That's-- That's close enough, Miss Clifton.

She left them to me.

They're mine.

That's for the court to decide, I'm afraid.

Your stepfather's challenge to the will is for your own good.

They're worth millions, Marie.

Do you really think you're ready for that kind of responsibility?

You are not gonna get away with this!

Sorry.

No shit.

Testing.

Testing.

Who the hell is he to say

you're not responsible enough to get your diamonds?

He goes through money like water.

Look, hon, you're 18 tomorrow.

If you wanna get what's yours,

you're gonna have to play him at his own game.

Get yourself a lawyer.

With what? Lawyers cost money.

If you win, you'll have shitloads.

You don't know Jay.

He wants those diamonds.

And he would rather go broke challenging my mother's will

than give me what's mine.

Students, as spring break approaches,

we are once again forced

to tackle the subject of sex education.

Dr. Johnson and Miss Richards

have graciously agreed to take time out of their busy schedules

to meet with us today.

Dr. Johnson runs the forensic lab

at the police department.

Doctor.

Good morning.

Morning.

We're here today to--

He's hot. Yeah.

National studies report that sexual activity among students

is at an all-time high.

[STUDENTS YELLING AND CHEERING]

This is no laughing matter.

Reports of unwanted pregnancies are up by 16 percent.

What's that thing on the skank's leg?

I don't know. Somebody said she's under juvie detention.

Figures. Ha, ha!

-reports of sexual assaults.

Miss Richards is here today

to talk to you about her own harrowing personal experience.

Good morning. My name is Kristen Richards.

I'm an officer in the Juvenile Department of Corrections

here in Blue Bay,

as some of you may already know.

But that's not what brings me here today.

Back in high school...

all I wanted to do was party.

By junior year,

my life had become a blur of alcohol, drugs

and anonymous sex.

Whore!

Then one night at a spring break party in Miami,

someone slipped a roofie in my drink

and raped me.

Oh, shit.

There isn't a day that goes by when my skin doesn't crawl

when I think of the pain

and humiliation.

I was never able to make a positive ID

on the guy that raped me.

All I can remember was him whispering in my ear,

"You won't remember...

but you'll never forget."

Now on the platform,

from Blue Bay High,

for her second dive in the final round,

Marie Clifton.

Come on, Marie! Quiet, please.

The judges' scores are--

Marie! That's more like it!

-nine-eight, nine-seven,

nine-nine, nine-nine, nine-eight.

Overall--

Nice takeoff, but you gotta work on your landing.

That was near-perfect.

I can't do any better than that.

Oh, now, there's no such word as "can't."

Now on the platform,

from Lambert High, Adele Moray.

Mmm.

Thanks, babe.

He's got some nerve showing up here

playing the loving stepfather

after all he put you through.

Why aren't you out there?

Are you kidding me?

He wouldn't miss this for the world.

He's in his element.

It's a sport for rich girls.

Something I'm not.

So you fold towels.

I need a job.

It's part of my probation.

Ah. So you're a bad girl?

Seven-six.

I was.

Seven-nine.

How bad?

Long story.

I'd rather not get into it.

Quiet, please.

Now on the platform, for her third and final dive,

Marie Clifton of Blue Bay High.

Listen, why don't you call me,

and we'll see what we can do about getting you a real job.

Better yet, talk to me later at Marie's party.

I wasn't invited.

You are now.

[ERIC KLEIN AND CHRISTIAN SALYER'S "EVERYBODY IN DA HOUSE" PLAYING]

All da fellas in da house

Let me hear you say Yeah, yeah

All da ladies in da house

Let me hear you say Yeah, yeah

All da fellas in da house

Let me hear you say Yeah, yeah

Everybody in da house

Let me hear you say Yeah, yeah

Three, four...

Happy birthday.

They're not diamonds, but--

Thanks.

He give you his present yet?

No.

You never know.

He could do the right thing.

Cut the bullshit, finally give you your inheritance.

Over his dead body.

Oh, hi, Mr. Clifton.

Rad party, Mr. Clifton.

Coño, who is this guy?

Awesome party.

Not much of a consolation prize.

Come on, girl. Cheer up.

You got the pick of the litter here.

Just grab one and have some fun.

No. You know, I think I'm gonna go talk to Jay.

Hey, Marie!

Time for a birthday swim! No, no, no!

Ohh!

It can't be done.

In construction there's always delays.

Four months is not a delay.

It's a fucking disaster.

Look, the building is almost finished.

I give you my word!

For every week the building goes unfinished,

we take a finger.

Pray, Mr. Clifford,

that you finish before the 11th week.

Oh, God, please--

Either the building is finished or you are.

Oh!

Who were those men?

What the hell happened to you?

Nothing.

What is that? What happened?

Jay.

Don't bogart it.

Are you okay? What happened?

Don't worry about it.

Who invited the towel girl?

This is a private party, bitch.

You're not invited.

Your stepfather invited--

If you're smart, you're gonna stay away from my stepfather.

I don't want any trouble.

But you're not smart, are you, bitch?

Stay away from him.

Bitch!

That's enough! Stop it!

It's my party and I didn't invite her.

I did.

My apologies.

My stepdaughter continues to prove

how immature she really is.

My stepfather continues to prove what an asshole he really is.

Little young, don't you think?

Party's over.

No way! Give me a break!

This place is amazing, Mr. Clifton.

Well, it will be when it's finished.

Are you okay?

Yeah. I'm fine.

Marie didn't hurt you, did she?

No.

You sure you don't want to get out of those wet clothes?

Jay!

Late night?

Okay, look. I was a bitch.

I know.

I'm sorry.