The Strange Ones

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- Yeah, of course, take

a much as you want.

Okay.

Here.

Um, od you guys need

anything else in your room?

Uh, no thank you.

- I should show you where

the laundry room is,

so you can wash your clothes

while you're staying.

No thanks.

No?

Well, we're leaving.

I mean, we're not staying,

so it'd be pointless.

Because your brother said

you guys might stick around.

He lied.

Why would he lie?

Because he's a liar.

Oh, come on, he's a nice guy.

Not he's not.

Everything he's said since

he's got here has been a lie.

Really?

For starters, there's the fact

that he doesn't even like girls.

What?

He's basically gay.

He doesn't get hard with girls.

- That's a really strange thing

to say about your brother.

- And then, I guess

there's the fact

that he's taking

advantage of you.

I mean honestly, he

thinks your an idiot.

You'll do whatever he wants.

Well really, you don't

even know who he is.

Actually, I was wondering.

When you work out here,

in the middle of nowhere,

how can you tell that some

random guy that shows up here

is actually who he says he is?

Like him, how can you tell

that he's not like a kidnapper

or a murderer or something?

And how can you tell

that isn't gonna like,

rape you or kill you or rob you,

or has that never even

crossed your mind?

If I were you, it

definitely would.

If I were you and I

met a guy like him,

I'd probably like, run.

Where were you?

What did you say to her?

She's really an idiot.

She's even dumber than you are.

Do you hate me now?

Hm?

- You can just go

ahead and kill me.

I don't even care

where you bury my body.

Do you wanna hit me?

Would that make you feel better?

I'm serious...

stay behind me, okay?

Okay?

Okay.

Hi there.

Hey, how's it going?

Fine, yourself?

Can't complain.

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