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is totally into you.

I think it was perfect.

Until the cops showed up.

Whatever.

You know, we both live here.

Oh my God, not you too.

I already had to dodge

that nosy old Cathy.

"I just want to talk about

the complex's party policy."

It's not complicated. I had a

party and you weren't invited.

Noise complaints?

She's a ruiner of fun.

She's not that bad.

She's actually kind of nice.

She's like talking

to a basket of rolls.

And she doesn't get a say

about what goes on in my house.

Neither do you

until you, like, get a job.

- I'm trying.

- No you're not.

You're lying around

in your fat and your filth.

Don't be like...

Constructive, motivational?

Destructive and cruel,

you know, like...

I know.

You won't let me forget it.

But you've been here

for nine months already.

So have you.

Not paying rent,

I'd like to add.

Oh, you're such a good friend.

Don't kiss my ass, b*tch.

It was sarcasm. Anyway, you're

suppose to be helping me.

Oh, here we go.

Blah, blah, blah.

It's so hard, blah, blah.

This town is wide open, so stop your

whining, strap on a six-shooter,

and get to f***ing work.

It's easy for you to say.

Yeah, and easy to do,

but you have to

leave the f***ing house.

Jill, I am your friend. I...

I'm harsh with you because I respect

you enough to not bullshit the true.

I'm having a hard time.

I don't wanna talk

about this anymore.

This weekend... This weekend we'll sit

down and we'll figure everything out.

Make a total plan for your life,

even give a b*tch a makeover.

It's always this weekend.

No more, not tonight, Jill.

I just want to watch some TV, finish

my dinner, and wait for Steven.

Trying to get my own hard time.

Wants some?

You're a b... You're a b*tch.

You know that?

I know.

Right.

I don't know

I, I just, I can do better.

You know.

Is that a question?

Right, like I know I'm good,

but what if I felt good too?

I understand.

Is that water?

We're okay, just, I don't know.

You know what I'm saying?

I don't.

Do you know

what a suppository is?

What's that?

Depository, like a bank?

Suppository.

This gets inserted

into your anus.

Oh, you're looking at me.

On camera I do that?

This is a test.

This station is conducting a test

of the Emergency Broadcast System.

This is only a test.

Okay, guys, at

the premier of his new movie,

a fan thrust a baby into Zac Effron's face.

Check it out.

Wow - That's crazy

Aren't they handsome?

Well its got a big head.

Wait, wait, no.

I think she wants him to...

See you, babe.

Hi.

Why are you up so late?

Mom, it's afternoon.

Oh.

I just had the most horrible

dream about you, darling.

It's a sign.

I think you need to come home.

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