- It's enough to want her dead. - And us.

- Can't you at least get over the guy by tomorrow night? - Hanna.

You've got the laptop of all knowledge, and he's gonna need some of that.

The five of you, in her bedroom, laughing... keeping secrets.

somewhere in the middle of all that work, you stop crying.

- Here's a copy of the program for the dedication. - Oh, I e-mailed you the program that we worked up.

But I just, I can't stand the idea of you walking around and hating me.

The only person I hate right now is myself, for asking too much of you.

So you've got some genius plan of sleeping with the enemy or you've lost your mind!

That's kind of weird, isn't it? Your mom moving out.

Okay, so the town is gonna put in a new bench, and there's gonna be a pathway of art tiles.

I'd love to get my mind off of it, but I can't.

And there's only a couple of ways that all this can play out,

The problem is...

She'll be the girl that they dedicated the bench to.

- It's not about the fjords. - Well, then what's the problem?

Oh, what about the program?

Because you're the big organizer.

I guess that's the point.

Forty percent chance before the weekend.