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he called things as he saw them,

even if he did see them wrong.

Do you know what it really was?

What?

He was a shot of life.

You're kidding, right?

How do you do that?

I went to this dance and

some emo chick gave me a dart hex.

Bite me.

Oh hey, now you're up,

want to learn something?

- No!

- Be careful.

Lose your smarts, blondes

will be telling jokes about you.

My dad always said that

how much people like you

is directly proportional to

what you look like.

But they hated me.

High school unquestionably sucks ass.

You went to regular school?

At fifteen,

my friends lost their virginity.

I lost my sight.

But living hell has its upside.

- Like better hearing?

- Yeah.

And chicks dig blind guys.

Too bad they don't dig ugly guys.

How do you know?

Defying expectations,

Blindie keeps up

his bitchin' sense of style.

A holdover from my seeing days.

Point being, no matter what,

how you look matters?

Point being, it's not about

how others look at me,

it's about how I look at myself.

Mental Rubiks cube, I know,

but one day it'll make sense.

Ass-wipe.

You have the humor of a marmot.

So, I heard someone

sneaking in late last night.

Where'd you go?

Isn't the benefit of having

no parents that you have no parents?

Get off my back.

But, uh, you know,

since we last talked,

I've been thinking and...

is there any kind of eye operation?

'Cause I saw, like,

every doctor in the country.

Miracles only, but thanks.

So where did you go last night?

I went to see about this girl.

I'm so happy for you!

I didn't even talk to her.

Baby steps. You think

you might say, "Wassup?"

The benefit of you being blind

is you can't see

how I should so never say, "Wassup."

Baby steps. We must celebrate.

One, two, three. Wassup!

Fore!

One, two, three. Wassup!

Wassup.

Wassup!

- Here's a sandwich, Ben.

- Thanks.

How's your dad?

Stayin' out of trouble?

Dad, I'm home. Dad?

Come on.

Dad!

I don't have it.

Please, Victor, come on.

Just hook me up.

Just another week.

I just need a little more time.

No-No-No, I'm not screwing around,

you sorry-ass addict.

- Dad, not this again.

- I'm sorry, Lindy

Hey, shut up.

And you get out of here.

Victor, please.

We'll get you your money.

Give me and my brother our money.

Dad!

No!

Where is she?

You killed him.

Your daughter for my brother.

Someday I'll find her.

I wouldn't.

What do you need?

Come on, what do you want?

I want her.

I'm want to protect her.

I can protect her.

Please. Did you hear him?

If she stays with me,

she-she'll be safe.

I don't know who you are.

But if she leaves...

If she leaves...

cops will get these.

No. It's just too twisted.

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