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Three of a kind, huh?

Let's play a real f***ed-up game.

"Welcome to The Pathway. "

The Pathway.

I've never played this before.

Dakota, it's a secret.

Well, it's not a very good secret

if you know about it.

Serious.

You give it your phone numbers and stuff...

then it calls you

and gives you bizarre things to do.

What kind of bizarre things?

Well, you don't know unless you play.

- How do you start?

- You already have.

Happy birthday.

Oh, sh*t. It's, like, my entire life.

Wild or what?

Dude, you'll never be President.

Turn this off.

Somebody could be reading this.

Nobody cares about the $243

you got left in your bank account.

Abort.

F***!

God, I'm so drunk.

I need another drink.

Oh, body shots.

- I'll be down in a minute.

- Enjoy.

What are you doing?

Your charity case dropped that off for you.

Did she leave a number?

What do I look like, a secretary?

By the way, you're fired.

Yeah, right. I was 10 minutes late.

Look, my nephew got out of rehab,

all right. He needs a job.

- So do I.

- Oh, I don't know.

Sell pot like my nephew did.

He made a killing before he got busted.

I need the keys.

You've got to be kidding me.

You know, you owe me two weeks pay.

Sue me.

Son of a...

What?

Your boss fires you

and all you do is hit a desk?

Who is this?

I know what the voices in your head

really tell you to do.

I don't know who this is.

I don't have time to play games.

You wouldn't have let Conrad sign you on...

if you weren't looking for a distraction

from your dreary world.

Happy birthday.

This is the Pathway?

Today we find a way to get even

with an a**hole of your choosing.

- Have anybody in mind?

- My boss.

- What would you like to do to him?

- Kill him.

You'd only be doing him a favor.

Enjoy your first day off...

then come back tomorrow

and see what the Pathway does for you.

Somebody order an orchid?

Don't expect a tip.

So you been thinking about me?

Only between my dance classes.

- How are you doing?

- I'm good.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

How's your job going?

It's going great.

You and your dad getting along?

Yeah, like family.

That bad, huh?

Maybe I should move back home.

This place is breaking us.

No. There'd be no one

to look after you all day.

Dad and I are fine.

You were always such a terrible liar.

Where's your blanket?

I'm going to get you a blanket. Hang on.

Excuse me, nurse.

Can we get a blanket for my...

- Marisol.

- Jake.

What are you doing here?

You two know each other?

Yeah, she came into the computer shop.

Jake saved my life.

It was just a circuit board.

So you're the one

that brings Kathy the orchids?

Yeah.

- You wanted a blanket. I'll get you blanket.

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