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- What's with her?

- Pity mack.

Cause you got a flesh-eater

at 4 o'clock.

And here we go.

You actually bought it.

You bought that I'd hook up with you

the self-mutilated,

tatted Frankenskank

who publicly humiliated me,

almost cost me the election?

No dice, sunshine.

But hey, you can buy a ticket.

Or here's a secret.

Sometimes they let you

in just 'cause you're eye candy.

She eye-candy?

Rules are she needs a ticket.

Ah well, que sera, sera.

Spanish for sucks to be an ugly cow.

I only came to give you

a second chance.

- Guess I blew it.

- I Guess so.

But Kyle?

Best embrace the suck.

Relax. Kyle,

I already forgave you. Come on.

God, you're sweating like a pig.

You see the way she looked at me?

So what?

- I got to go.

- Kyle.

How are you feeling, Kyle?

Kendra? What're you doing here?

I'm here for everyone

who just missed the beauty boat.

What?

And all the self-mutilating,

tatted Frankenskanks.

It was Ajoke.

I didn't get it.

But pretty soon, you will.

You have a year to find

someone to love you.

Before the tree blooms again.

When the spring flowers bloom again,

the year is up,

And either the words "I love you"

will release you from the spell

or stay like this forever.

Like what?

No!

No!

No!

As aggressively unattractive outside

as you are inside.

Wait!

You have a year

to find someone to love you.

Or stay like this forever.

Dad.

Jesus, you scared me.

Don't turn on the light.

- Why?

- Please.

What's going on?

Why do you love me?

Kind of a question is that?

- Just answer it.

- Because you're my son.

But-But do you believe in magic?

Magic? What the hell are you...

Kyle?

His vision and hearing.

That's all you've got?

And, of course, his insides are just

as normal as-as they were before,

but the skin won't change

no matter what we do.

Now, what about skin grafts

or face transplants?

I mean, look at him, look at him.

He doesn't want to live life

looking like this.

We'd risk anything.

What?

Kyle, we are going to

find somebody else.

I'm not taking

"no" from Dr. Crap-For-Brains.

We will fix this.

Yes, because we'd risk anything,

including me dying.

No-No, that's not what I meant.

It just came out that way.

Or did it come out

because that is what you meant?

No.

Come on.

I have a surprise for you.

What do you think, Kyle?

It's private, safe.

People can't be spying

all the time.

Plus, I'm thinking I might get you

that motorcycle you've always wanted.

Where's your room?

It's right across the hall.

Don't worry. I will take care of

whatever you need.

Still need to get my stuff.

But we're keeping

the place in the city?

So I can crash there late nights

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