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(HIGH-PITCHED VOICE)

No, Pinocch, don't do it!

It's me, Jimmy. Put the stick down!

(HIGH-PITCHED VOICE) Well, you

should have thought about that

before you ratted

me out to Geppetto.

(LAUGHS)

That's not my real voice.

Oh. Well, then sorry, I'm...

(HIGH-PITCHED VOICE)

No! Come back!

(NORMAL VOICE) I'm Adam.

I'm Phoebe.

Hi, Phoebe.

You are a very cruel man, Adam.

Believe me, it hurts them

far more than it hurts me.

Don't you mean that

the other way around?

No, Phoebe, I don't.

(LAUGHS)

So what you making?

(SOFT MUSIC)

(INAUDIBLE)

Flip phone, huh?

Yeah.

You ever carbon

dated this thing?

What are you doing?

Don't be so slow,

Pinocchio.

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

(DOOR OPENING)

Mike.

Mike, there's someone

downstairs.

What?

(WHISPERING)

There's someone downstairs. Get up.

(RATTLING)

(SCRAPING)

(RATTLING)

Whoa, dad!

It's me.

Danny?

I used the Hide-a-Key.

What the f*** are you doing here?

I wanted to come see you guys.

So you just decided

you'd stop by for a midnight chat?

I've been driving all day.

I didn't have a chance...

So you're hungry.

So you figured

you'd eat our food and then Rob us.

I'm not going to Rob you, Dad.

I haven't used in eight months.

Yeah, right.

I wouldn't believe me either,

I guess, but it's true.

You know how I know

an addict is lying?

His lips are moving.

Mom up there?

She's sleeping.

Danny?

Hey, Mom.

Danny!

Hey.

(GASPS)

Oh!

Oh, my...

Look at you! (LAUGHS)

MIKE:
Kid's stolen money,

sports equipment, his mom's necklace.

Never once said he's sorry.

(SIGHS)

You know, I've tried to

get him in the rooms.

And you know what they say,

"This is a program for people that

want it, not for people who need it."

Hi. Dede. New to the program.

Hi, Dede.

Hi, Dede.

Um...

There's a lot of dudes in here.

Sorry, my other program

isn't such a sausage fest.

(LAUGHTER)

Um...

My Na sponsor said I needed

to come here because...

(SIGHS) "Tell the truth

and tell it fast."

The only way

I know how to relate to men is sex.

It's been that way forever.

I can remember my mom screaming at me

for grinding on my cousin

when I was, like, four years old.

I took my neighbor's virginity

by force when I was 12,

seduced my high school English teacher, got

him fired when he tried to break it off.

My 20s,

two abortions,

one long game of musical f*** chairs.

So now I'm 30, single,

no dude, no kids.

And I just lost my best friend in the

whole world because I f***ed her old man.

I didn't even like the douchebag.

But that's What I do.

There's gotta be another way.

There has to be,

or I'm gonna f***ing kill myself.

So that's what I got.

Thanks.

Keep coming back.

MEN:
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