High (School) on Sex (2022) s01e05 Episode Script

1
Didn't you ever think
of getting a taste of me?
No! Because you're not meant
to be used or tried out, Issa.
You're not just a phase or a quick shag.
That's it! Oh, yes!
Oh! Oh! More!
Address your students properly
whomever he or she may be.
Harmon! Who here thinks
they can take me on?
I challenge you!
Your eyes are puffy.
Look at me properly.
What did you see
that night at the retreat?
Bryce?
What
What are you doing?
Aren't you ashamed?
Why should I be ashamed?
Would you rather I cheated on you?
Stop that!
Then finish it for me.
Stop!
I'm almost done.
Please do it.
That's it.
That's right.
Match the rhythm.
Like this?
Should I go faster?
Fuck.
There we go.
Faster?
I'm coming!
I missed this.
That's the latest viral video, Mads.
And the sharers are already tagging us.
Are you sure this happened in Harmon?
Yes, Mads.
You can see from the background,
the hallways, the lockers…
I'm fairly certain because
I watched it over and over,
fast-forwarding, rewinding,
looping, zooming in.
I almost ran out of battery.
Okay, I will look into this.
Thank you, sister.
And remember, in veritas,
- Burat!
- Curat!
Ah, Curat!
Wow, it's so big!
It's not that big, come on!
Oops, don't get too excited!
You'll choke!
Gibo, why did you do that?
Do what? I didn’t do anything.
What are you talking about?
Fine. Nothing.
Thanks for nothing.
And trust me, I saw nothing.
Giborat!
- I saw your
- Shh!
Oh, what, you're gonna deny me, honey?
You can't hide anything from me!
We showered together when we were little.
I know all your high and low notes.
Bro, Issa can hear you.
She's a big girl now. Aren't you?
By the way, see you
later at my party? Alright?
Check your phones.
It should come up right… now?
- There it is.
- Got mine, too.
- Yup, yup, yup.
- I'll check it later.
Okay, see you later?
Of course, bro!
Also, trim. Bye!
Trim?
Trim what?
Students, unsavory and indecent videos
are becoming widespread across campus.
We are very concerned.
We will not tolerate the
proliferation of these videos.
Not only are these damaging both to
the person in the video and the university,
it also reflects negatively on the
people watching and sharing it.
Pinay Port! Winner!
Hashtag Harmon Dicks!
You think this is funny?
Go on, then, laugh all you want
while your souls
burn in fire and sulfur!
Now, as I was saying
Technology must be used wisely.
So now, we will be having
specialized sessions on media literacy.
Required for all strands.
We will also have workshops
on Gender Sensitivity Training, okay?
Go ahead. Go forth and stop multiplying.
Good morning.
Okay, I'm glad to fill in for Mr. Ruiz.
I'm not glad with the
papers you've submitted.
Your eyeballs are gonna fall off.
You're into him, aren't you?
I'm not!
Okay, has everyone read
the text uploaded on J-Drive?
Hunter. Seriously?
Let's talk. I miss you.
- Yes, sir!
- Hey.
- Good.
- Hunter?
You reading this? Me, too.
The fuck?
Excuse me?
The facts are right, sir.
That's it for today, class.
And also, please submit a reflection piece
on our topic by Thursday.
Don’t forget to cite your sources.
And also, keep direct
quotations to a minimum.
Thank you. Class dismissed.
Thank you, sir.
Karla?
Please assist me to
the faculty room, please.
For your class papers.
I'm so confused. From "love you" to
"who are you?" Now she's reaching out?
And what's with "hey"? The hell?
Hey, Cheesy's getting fat.
I think it's your turn to feed him.
Hey.
What's bothering you now?
Hey!
Ah. Sorry, sorry.
Karla texted me last night.
She said, hey.
What did you say?
Nothing.
Why didn't you say anything?
What am I supposed to say?
After what she did?
She played me a while ago,
now she just did the same to you.
I don't get why she
didn't tell Mads the truth.
So are those the facts?
That's your headline?
She broke your heart,
now she's dropping hints.
Or… What the Hey?
But what's your issue?
Why do you think
you're bothered right now?
All right, let's do a profile.
Why do you think she
would text you out of the blue?
Well, if we're talking about the old Karla,
she wouldn't drop hints for no reason.
Maybe she needs something.
It must be important.
Am I wrong? Should I
have gotten back with her?
No, don't do that.
Pick me instead.
I want you to be mine.
Hey, Issa.
What happened?
Ah! Sorry, sorry, my
tummy's acting up again.
Your tummy's so sensitive.
It's stealing my thunder.
Anyways, so what should I do?
Should I text her back?
Should I reply to her?
Your call.
About the party last night,
I couldn't get out of it, okay?
My seniors invited me
so I couldn't say no.
Plus, I also needed to socialize.
For connections.
So please stop stalking me
on social media.
Think about what I said
about being independent.
There's a bigger world out there beyond us.
Beyond senior high.
What are your plans?
So what's this?
Silent treatment?
Say something.
Why should I?
We're on break, right?
Your actions make it pretty clear.
I get it. Message received.
I should focus on myself.
And about my plans,
that's none of your business.
I don't need to ask
for your permission.
Are you done, sir?
Okay, class While
looking at your partner,
study your face very closely.
Their features, the shape
of their eyes, lips, nose…
Now, try to draw your partner.
Is it me or you like me in a playground,
immature kind of way?
Or are you just annoyed at my face?
It's just an add-on.
And excuse me,
you're not my type.
Ah, a leslie!
So what's your issue?
What add-on? Oh! I know.
Got a free coupon
for hate parade?
Forget it. You won't
be able to handle it.
Ouch!
Go ahead. Try me.
I can take it. Spill the tea.
You sure?
All right, then.
I'm annoyed at how you parade yourself
and how all these people respond.
You can be open about your sexuality
because at the end of the day,
you're still a man.
But for us non-binaries
in female bodies,
or 'lesbians' as you like to call it,
acceptance is not that easy.
Okay.
I get it.
Hate on the patriarchy
but don't hate on me, bitch.
Double bitch.
Rub-a-dub-dub,
two bitches in a tub.
Temptation Island!
Mine!
Issa, are you okay?
Hey, guys. Move away.
Let's give her some space.
That'll teach you not
to take what isn't yours.
So you don't get hurt.
What's mine is mine.
Good! Good.
Thank you.
This time, share about yourself.
Start by giving one word.
Describe yourself.
Go first.
Fluid.
Not quite there.
Or, floating.
One word. And give a better description.
I could mistake you for a whale.
No, let me explain.
Okay.
How I identify
and how I express myself
it's hazy even in my category.
So I feel displaced.
Okay?
To be honest, us
Lipstick lesbians.
Femme.
We have become a minority.
Did somebody mention Bortialand?
I'll let you understand.
These boys somehow think that if
they'd bed us, we'll turn into real women.
As if we don't get laid more than they do.
Butch lesbians on the other hand,
feel they're more lesbians just because
they present themselves more as male.
When they're courting,
it's okay to be aggressive.
But if we do it, they say it's a turn-off
and it doesn't suit us.
Okay, okay, I get it.
So there are less lesbians,
and lesbians?
But I don't get it.
Why don't you just unfriend them?
Yes, except my girl friends,
when I came out to them,
they have this idea
that I'm into ALL girls.
So they avoided me.
So, there. That's why I said 'floating'.
Okay. Okay, Okay.
So guys, butch lesbians, girls
all have a problem with you,
and once again, gay saves the day.
So, tell me.
What's this floaty femme's anchor?
You know what? I just
wish that they'd understand
that I'm just a girly girl who gets
turned on by the right girly-girls.
Period.
Okay. Interesting.
Tell you what. Are you
free tonight, floaty femme?
Why, what do you have for me?
I think I may just have
the perfect girly-girl for you.
Game.
Dude, dude, dude.
Sucks when you slip.
- Come on, come on.
- Got it.
We'll get them next time.
Right on, man.
Okay, good game. Good game.
We'll have two more games to decide
who among you boys has got what it takes.
Check back for the schedule
of the next varsity practice.
Before that,
play on your own, okay.
Know what I mean?
Keep scoring.
Keep doing the drills so
the next time I see you,
and we go one-on-one,
you'll know your real standing. Okay?
Yes, coach.
Yes, coach!
- Thank you, coach.
- Okay. See you.
See you, coach.
See you, coach.
See me at the office, Nolasco.
Are you okay?
What happened to you?
Nothing, I just need an icebag.
All right. Wait here.
Issa, you okay?
I would be if your girlfriend
wasn't going after my ass.
Can you just tell her there's
nothing going on between us?
But technically
Hunter, I've forgiven you.
But that doesn't mean
I'll forget what you did.
You can't just ruin my life
then suddenly we're buddies?
We're good,
but we're not friends, okay?
Whoever said that's a bad thing?
Nobody. I just don't
think it's going to work.
I might have thought of it before
the fake account and the scandal,
but that time has passed.
Our chance has passed.
Sorry if it took me
a while to man up.
Sorry, too.
It was just bad timing.
So please, let's give it a rest.
Yes, coach?
Have a seat.
I know that was you
in the video.
We're mandated to report
all acts of lasciviousness.
That's instant suspension.
My, my.
This might affect your scholarship.
But you know you can
count on me, Nolasco.
Especially to my prospective
team members.
Thanks, coach.
So…
What will you give me in return?
How about this?
Let's pretend this is a game.
Give and take. Teamwork.
You wouldn't want
to lose your scholarship,
while I wouldn't want to
lose my future star player.
Is that what you want?
I want something else.
Fuck!
Nolasco, teamwork, remember?
You know what, coach?
You're right.
I’m a scholar. Rector scholar.
You could say Father Bo
and I are pretty close.
I wouldn't want to hassle the whole team
in the middle of drafting
because we'd lose our coach.
It's like you said
Teamwork.
So, it's up to you, coach.
Is that what you want?
You can't take a joke.
You see, I was just confirming
if you're the one in the video.
Now I know it's really you!
Confirmed.
You know what, nobody's gonna know.
Go.
All right, coach. I'll go ahead.
Thanks, coach.
Bro, last thirty seconds.
Last three points.
She-bang! Shoot!
Am I right? Saw it with my own eyes.
Exactly.
He can keep doing that
because he's not some loverboy.
Dude's made of steel. Cold blood.
Unlike your friend who's gone all soft.
He's your friend.
Babe, you know all
about strategic positioning.
Automatic.
Bring that over here.
Whoa.
Quit wasting food. These assholes.
Give me your fried chicken.
This is a problem, dude.
Suit yours
Guys!
You're nuts!
Kendrick, listen to me.
We can't be like that.
Everyone's getting dragged into it.
What the hell is this?!
That's right. I'm gonna
throw up with all this tension.
Calm down.
Because of your little quip,
our status is taking damage, too.
I got nerds giving me their
lunch money every week.
Now they're not even scared anymore.
We're losing our reputation.
You said it.
I agree.
And look, Gia. I'm covered in bruises
from all your pinching!
I'm turning into a Dalmatian!
Hang on a second. Eyes on me.
Let me ask you guys.
Is this an emergency?
Do we need to sit down and talk?
You're right.
Gia, what do you say?
I don't feel like it.
You should probably feel like it.
Gia, please.
He's right. Let's do this.
Let's discuss.
Sorry for bugging you.
I just want to talk. If you're game,
I'll see you at the party later.
Sorry, I just needed to check
something in the bathroom.
It's okay, no worries.
I have a favor to ask.
Sure. Anything.
The other day,
what you did I think it worked.
I didn't feel so shy around my husband
as much as I used to be.
Just enough for me to
see from his point of view.
That's great. Good for you.
Yes, that's why…
Gibo, I want you
to take a video of me.
Maybe if I saw myself
in the way that he wants,
I would understand him more.
So capture everything.
All of me.
On video.
Okay, okay.
Ready, ma'am? Lights, camera…
Shit, I'm gonna ca-cum for sure.
You're such a cocktease, ma'am!
Oh my goodness…
Your cup C's captured on video, wooh!
Go easy, Gibo.
Press and focus on your phone,
your live action is coming soon!
I feel like joining in.
Would you like me to touch you?
Just keep your eyes on me.
Let your body react to
what I'm making you feel.
But on video,
watch me writhe under your hungry eyes.
You got my peepers, but
what about my pecker?
You're so unfair.
This is an injustice!
Shit, finger fest.
You're so hands-on, ma'am.
Are you okay?
I'm not okay. I'm so mad!
You finished?
Now that we're off-cam,
make me cum.
Make you cum? You got it!
I'm about to blow!
Cum here, ma'am!
Yes, fantasy come true cum to the board
and rise to ma'am challenge. Delicious!
Here's some tissue.
There you go.
Take what you need.
For all the tears
that won't go to waste.
Go Loop, start.
Guys.
The bickering ends now.
Break-up, fine.
But our friendship isn't over.
True that.
We're wasting away all those moments.
So please, guys, that’s enough.
I think, we'll put a stop to all this
if we have an open forum right now.
Let's just say what we want to say.
You know how it goes.
Right?
Respect each other's opinion.
Don't interrupt, okay?
Okay?
Hold your judgment till after we're done.
- You got that, Gia?
- Okay?
Okay, I'll start.
Go ahead.
You really hurt me when you
punched me that time, Hunter.
And I don't mean in the physical way.
Right in here, bro.
How many times have I
saved your ass in a fight?
He's right.
Huh? How many times?
Can't remember?
But man, just because
of Issa, that one chick,
you punched me, man.
You punched me.
My turn, Gia.
You know, sometimes,
I feel like,
your feelings are the
only thing that matters.
Jude and I always let
you take center stage.
She's right.
But we're fine with that.
Totally.
But sometimes, do you even
stop to ask how we're doing?
Never, right?
Yes, Gia.
What I'm saying is,
you hog the convo.
Sorry not sorry.
It's getting a little heavy.
So to lighten up the mood a little bit,
I just want to say,
that I'm thankful for all of you
For the friendship that we have,
this circle that we have
I'm really thankful. You know why?
Because if you remember,
when things weren't looking
good for me and Ashley,
you were there for me.
Now that Hunter and Gia are
going through the same thing,
you can bet you got
your friends with you
to help you sort things out.
But only if you put in the effort.
Gia, Hunter, they're right.
Think about it.
Are we just going
to throw all this away?
Kens, Clique, we're a
great fit. Like this. See?
Together, we rule the caf!
We share notes, our lunch, news…
And we share our lives, so please…
Mommy and daddy,
fix this now!
Okay, fine.
But Jude, promise us
that when this is over,
you're going to trim your
uneven mustache, okay?
We're being serious here.
I'm serious, too.
My turn.
Please.
I'm sorry, too.
I didn't think my breaking up with Gia
would affect everyone.
Me, too.
I don't want to lose you guys.
Thank you.
Even you, Hunter.
Sorry about everything I did
but I'm really jealous of that Issa.
Sorry, too. I shouldn't have been
making you jealous while we were dating.
But Issa and I are just friends, I promise.
I don't want to lose you guys.
And if I have to make up
with Gia as friends,
so we can be complete again,
I'll do it.
Oh! There we go!
So, we're back. I miss you, guys!
Hey, hey, we're not done.
Keep your promise. Shave that.
Sure! As long as you say yes to Loop!
I love you guys!
I love you!
Easy, bro.
You're coming in hot.
You're coming in hot.
Woo! Now, that's a workout!
Mrs. Salva, I got all of
you on record, on loop!
Gibo!
Hey. What's up, Issa?
Going home? You finished
your extra hours early.
Mrs. Salva was really quick about it.
Huh?
I meant she finished
our video project in a jiffy.
That's what I meant to say.
So are you going
to the party later?
What's with that face?
Man, you really have
a good read on me.
So, Karla messaged me.
She said we'll talk at the party.
Is that why you're going?
I just thought, I'd be a
hypocrite if I didn't at least try?
I told you that you're more important,
that's why I ignored all
those rumours about you.
Because I chose to see
the good in you.
And I also encourage you to do that.
So I should stand by my own advice.
I need to believe that there
is some good left in Karla.
And that she must have a good reason
for wanting to talk to me.
I mean, what do I have to
lose if I just hear her out?
Besides, I'm not hurting anybody, right?
Yeah, no. You're not hurting anyone.
So, see you later?
I don't know. Whatever.
Whoa. Hey, Issa!
Huh, did I read that right?
I'm off.
Is something wrong?
Nah, it can't be.
Weird.
Close your eyes.
I am! Come on, game!
No peeking!
I'm not! I'm not!
Can I open my eyes now?
Open up!
Voila! And boom!
Oh my god! You're gorgeous!
Of course.
What's going on?
Come on. Let's go.
To your coming out part two, floaty femme.
My coming out?
Or yours?
Game.
Come on. Let's go.
I'll cement your place.
- Let's go!
- Let's go!
Cheers!
Wow! I love your moves!
Welcome, welcome horny people of Harmon!
Welcome to tonight's party
sponsored by yours truly.
Wild Wild Wes!
And with me tonight
is my very hot co-host
who is looking
for even hotter women!
Not boys, not butchies,
not squammy girls
Ladies and gentlemen,
no shade and no shame,
give it up for… Rovie!
And now, ready your liver
for alcohol!
Use a condom
before you put it in the hole!
And don't forget to lock the doors!
DJ, drop that beat!
Mads?
Ah, I'm sorry.
You startled me!
Sorry, I was just massaging my thigh.
I was standing all day. It hurts.
So, are you feeling better?
After what happened
with that video?
Did you get back at them yet?
I know you're telling the truth.
And I know you know the difference
between jokes online and offline.
I'm just ignoring them.
No, that's where you're wrong!
These days, taking the high ground
doesn't work. Especially with this batch.
Ignoring them, keeping to your corner…
But Mads, isn't revenge a bad idea?
Well, that's a relative statement.
All I'm saying is, we can't let them
wrong-doers get away with everything.
Fake news, for example, they'll never
stop if you don't counter them with facts.
You lie, and you lie, and
eventually it becomes the truth.
That's why, Issa,
you claim your truth!
As the saying goes, veritas
Curat!
Finally! Somebody got it right!
So, are you heading home?
No, ma'am. I'll need
to claim something first.
Okay.
I'll go ahead.
Go, dance, love!
I don't know how to.
Wow, Max! I love your outfit!
Matchy matchy! I like it!
Cheers!
Cheers!
So good. I hope you're enjoying.
Yeah.
Wait, I'll be right back, yeah?
There's just I just need
to greet Giborat. Wait there.
Go! Go ahead, bestie!
Giborat, how's it going?
Why aren't you drinking?
Come on, get fucked up.
I'm booked up.
Hey. Eyes up here, man.
Jeez, don't fall for that
for the nth time! It's a trap!
Look around. There
are so many other ladies.
Don't worry, I'm stronger now.
We'll just talk.
It's your funeral.
Hey, guys!
Dude, drink up.
Dude, that's spiked.
Guess happy trip to you.
Hey.
Wow, thank you!
Wow, you guys look like
you're enjoying yourselves.
Mavic!
Hey, Issa, my friend!
We're looking ravishing tonight.
Feeling sexy, are you?
Have you seen Gibo?
Yeah, over there!
Oh, okay.
Wait, wait, wait.
That's it? You'll just drop me?
Find him later. You're
always together anyway.
Mavic, I gotta tell him
something important.
Oh my gosh!
Are you finally confessing?
Hey! No, it's different!
What, it's totally obvious?
You guys look like you're
always about to make out!
Am I wrong?
You're right. I'm going to
tell him how I really feel.
Claiming the truth!
I'm so happy for you!
That's right, friend, claim the truth,
and it's only a matter of
time before you claim the toot!
You're crazy, Mavic.
Of course. So, shots? Get back to me.
Want some?
What's this about?
Why did you reach out?
You're done with this, right?
Are you bored or sad?
Yeah.
Damn, you just went for it.
Wait. Sorry. Hear me out.
Gibo,
ever since we were little,
right from grade school,
you've always been there for me.
You're always there to catch me.
And I'm so stupid that
it took a crisis for me
to appreciate everything you've done.
Crisis? Karla, what's
really going on with you?
Don’t ask. Something.
I'm just scared.
I'm scared that this time, if I get it
wrong, nobody will be there to catch me.
Is that really all you
think of me? A fall-back?
Karla, I can keep doing that,
if only I was the one you're falling for.
But I'm not! It's always somebody else!
Fuck.
Fuck you, Karla!
You've never cursed at me
like that before.
Why?
Why are you so angry, Gibo?
If you're that affected,
it must mean something.
I must still mean something.
Yes, you still mean something.
But that something are just
dregs that need cleaning up.
Prove it!
Prove that I mean nothing to you now.
You look like you're gonna faint.
Hey, that's mine.
Leave it there.
- That was my drink.
- What's going on?
That drink got me tipsy my tip's
pressing against you, it wants to come out!
But you're making me dizzy
Oh, no, you're going so fast!
I like that!
Take it off? Take off yours, too.
Hey, why did you push me?
And they're out! Jackpot!
Oh, shit!
Like what the hell, right?
One day he can't get enough of me,
and then the next day,
we're just civil?
What fucking shit is that?
I reduce you to tears from pleasure,
now I'm the one in tears?
I don't get it.
How can people go from dating
to just friends in like, a snap?
Fuck, Issa, you slut.
This is all your fault.
I told you, it's not my fault!
You're a broken record!
I'm not trying to steal your boyfriend!
You liar! You shitface!
Fine, I'll give you a free pass, Gia.
One time. Take it all out on me.
One smack. After that, we're quits, okay?
You fucker!
What he did hurt more.
Me, too. Fuck them!
Love, should we turn off the lights?
I don't want to. Let's keep the lights on.
Don't waste the view.
Harder!
More! More!
Harder!
That's it. I'm coming.
Love, do me. My turn.
Game! My turn! Come on!
Come on.
Love, let's go.
It's kinda dead.
Huh?
What the hell?
It's dead.
You're always leaving me hanging!
You're so unfair!
Am I seeing double?
No way, you really let them both out?
What's the hurry?
Take it easy. Hold up hallelujah!
You swallowed everything in one go!
I am so sorry.
Shit.
Oh my God!
That's my first time.
Wanna try again?
Are you sure?
Why not. Game?
Game.
This is not working out.
You know what?
Let's just drink.
Exactly on my mind.
Yeah, let's just drink.
I'll get some drinks.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Please.
Hey.
Are you okay?
You okay?
Floaty?
Who left this open?
Rovie!
Floaty!
Floaty!
Floaty!
Fuck, what is happening?
Wes! Emergency! Emergency!
It's Max!
Max is in trouble!
Huh? What's wrong?
Pipe down, everyone.
I called up all the hotlines.
What? You silly girl.
Hey! All illegal stuff, out!
This party is cancelled!
Get out! Time to go!
Go! Hurry up!
Enough with the flowers and letters.
Huh?
I'm so stupid.
Hunter, it's not your fault.
Please, Lem!
I really need you right now!
Don't forget, you're mine.
Look at the audience and?
Don't forget to pose.
Stay with me
and let's paint the night!
It's you.
I can't remember anything.
Did something happen last night?