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my parents called me

by the right name.

You don't think

you're special?

No.

I mean, seriously.

I don't mean like dorky

boy-band kind of special,

I don't mean like dorky

boy-band kind of special,

which I'm sure

you get all the time, but...

There's something

really there.

Something substantial.

And you deserve something

substantial in return.

God. Somebody hit me

with a rock so I shut up.

No.

Made me feel great.

It's cold.

Come here.

That worked.

It's 10 A.M.

everybody should be in class.

Here we are.

Jeez.

Be it ever so humble...

What's up, Fritzi?

Would you like Fritzi

to fix you a bug juice

or something?

No.

Leave us.

Bye, Fritz.

Does she

work for you now?

She likes to do

little things for me.

It makes her feel

like she belongs.

It makes her feel

like she belongs.

I'm supposed to be

running lines with Ellen.

She'll have

the whole summer to do

that brother-sister bonding thing

she does with all the boys.

Sit.

You said you had

a fantastic surprise for me.

What is it?

What is it?

Surprise.

I'm going to ask if I can

dance with Stella jolla

in the "Turkey lurkey"

number.

I've been practicing

really hard.

That's the part

Jill wants to play.

"Turkey lurkey" is the

best number in the show.

I know.

I took dance classes

all winter.

Good for you.

Um...

Um...

The only thing is,

it's a '60s show.

That means

tight little miniskirts.

I'm just

trying to be a friend.

What are you saying,

that everyone

would see my legs?

Not that they're so bad.

They're just a little chunky.

But the halter tops.

I'd worry about my rolls

jiggling around

in the spotlight.

Whereas the secretary character

has some great one-liners

and wears sensible suits.

We just love it here.

We see a show

every summer.

What did we

see the kids do last year?

Wit.

Wit, right.

Dark,

but really entertaining.

Sadness.

Vlad, your cat's dead.

I'm sorry.

He was hit by a car

this afternoon.

Vlad, your mom's dead.

I'm sorry.

She got nailed

by a car this afternoon.

Sorry.

I like to practice

in the mirror.

Your parents coming

to your show?

Jesus, you still

haven't called 'em?

What are you going to do

when you have to go home?

I'm not going home.

Where you going to live?

I'll find an apartment.

You'll end up

on a milk carton.

They haven't

called me, either.

How much you wanna bet they

don't call me on my birthday?

How much you wanna bet they

don't call me on my birthday?

Then you have to be

bigger than them.

Mike,

how often are you going

to get cast as Romeo?

I mean it. Call 'em.

Besides, who can resist you

in them tights?

Are you blushing?

You kidding?

I'm doing everything

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