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[ Inhales sharply ]
No, Kristina.
No, this can't happen.
Why not?
Talk about mixed signals.
You come to my house, again,
tell me how much you care,
let me kiss you,
and then you say that it can't happen?
I do care about you, Kristina, but the kiss was wrong.
That's not why I came here.
Then what?
Is it just fun to watch me embarrass myself?
There's no reason to feel embarrassed.
Look, and just for the record,
I have no intention of pressuring you
to open up to your parents about your sexuality.
In time, you'll figure out a way to be yourself.
Be myself?
I have no idea who that is anymore.
You should talk to someone.
Counseling will allow you to work through all this confusion
and get out of the dark place
you've been hiding in for so long.
Don't talk to me about counseling.
Talk about us.
That kiss, you say it was wrong,
but you didn't come here by accident.
You must've wanted something to happen between us.
Kristina, I'm attracted to you.
Finally, an honest answer.
We -- We can work with that.
No, we can't.
Having feelings for someone and being attracted to them,
it's entirely different than acting on those feelings.
I'm married. I love my wife.
I'm not gonna jeopardize that.
Then why do you keep showing up here?
You're right. I have...
no business showing up at your home.
I should've called.
I see, in hindsight,
how you must've thought that I was leading you on,
and that wasn't my intention.
I'm sorry.
You don't need my interference right now.
[ Voice breaking ] What you do need is time and space
to figure out who you are, what you want.
I want you, Parker.
You're the first and only woman
who's ever made me feel this way.
Up until we met and we had started to connect
outside of school, I knew who I was.
True, I may have been a train wreck,
but I was straight.
And then, when we clicked the way that we did,
I couldn't stop thinking about you
and wondering what it would be like to be with you.
And I don't care if that makes me gay or straight or whatever.
The labels don't matter.
All I know is that I want to be with you.
I'm flattered, Kristina,
but that's even more of a reason that we can't be together.
More than you being my professor and being married?
I don't want to get all "shrinky" on you,
but I would speculate that
you've had feelings for women before.
You just haven't allowed yourself to acknowledge them,
and you saw me as a safe way to let those feelings surface.
How are you safe?
I'm an authority figure, I'm taken,
professor-student relationships are forbidden.
But I came onto you anyway, which wasn't very safe.
I was safe because I stayed out of reach.
[ Sighs ]
I even turned you in to ethics violation
because I wasn't willing to lose my career and my marriage
over a student, even one with as much potential as you.
Okay, you're doing it again.
You're saying how special I am,
and then you're slamming the door in my face.
I'm sorry, Kristina, for all of it.
I want you to explore this side of yourself
without fear and without shame.
And without you.
Without me.
So, whose idea was the DNA test?