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So, you're not screwing with me?

No. I'm being totally normal.

You should try it sometime.

JAMIE:
Wait, Deej, wait.

- I'm sorry.

- Whatever.

Hey. Come on.

It's just you and me, right?

DJ:
Sure.

OLIVIA:
DJ, take out the trash!

(WATER FLOWING)

(RUSTLING)

- OLIVIA:
Oh, my, God! Sorry. I'm sorry.

- JAMIE:
Hey! Get out!

- OLIVIA:
Sorry.

- JAMIE:
Get out of here!

(PIANO KEY PLAYS)

(DOOR OPENS)

(TWIG SNAPS)

Cool.

You're gonna die!

Matt!

- I'm sorry, dude.

- You definitely frightened...

MATT:
Uh, so, that was too easy.

You were just like a sitting duck, man.

- How you doing?

- DJ:
I'm all right.

You survive Florida, my man?

Yeah. It was pretty boring. Hot as hell.

I went to the beach, went to dinner.

I'd rather be playing Xbox, but...

Oh. It's on already?

- Hell, yeah.

- Okay, I'm getting my revenge.

- DJ:
Let's do this.

- MATT:
No, you can't push it like that.

That is against the rules.

You can't do that, no!

You can't score. DJ, I'm gonna kick your...

- MATT:
Hey, bro.

- You staying a while?

I don't... Um...

Yeah, this... It's kind of a long story.

Matt? It's 11:
30 at night.

Wait, why didn't you just call us at least?

I was going to call, but Sheryl kind of

accidentally deliberately

threw my cell phone in the toilet.

But he's gonna be out of here in three days.

Tops. Three days tops.

Hi, Liv. How are you?

I'm good, thanks. Thanks for asking.

- OLIVIA:
How you doing?

- Oh, my God.

No way. You're too hot for this guy.

This is stupid. This just doesn't even work.

- We got some pizza in the freezer.

- The two of you.

- Go get some food.

- MATT:
Oh. Okay.

I'll set you up in the room.

Mmm.

- (KNOCK ON DOOR)

- (MUSIC PLAYING FROM SPEAKER)

JAMIE:
Coming!

Yeah.

(KNOCKING CONTINUES)

- Hey, Killer. Hi.

- Oh. Hey, there.

Now's not actually a good time to talk.

MATT:
No, no, no. No, no.

You're not getting off that easy.

You gotta give me something.

Come on, it's me.

Catch me up.

I wanna know about your life. Go.

Um...

Olivia's trying to destroy my life.

Okay, first of all, refined sugars,

that's what's destroying your life.

Second of all, Olivia is not scary at all.

If anything, she's terrified of you.

Why would she be afraid of me?

'Cause you're a teenage girl.

Teenage girls are terrifying.

One look from a teenage girl

will send most men off... You just did it.

You did the teenage girl look.

I'm terrified right now.

You see?

I just feel like...

Like I don't have a say in anything,

you know? And it stresses me out.

MATT:
It's good not to have a say

in things. You just gotta chill.

Believe me, I know.

That's why I self-medicate.

Really?

It's for my glaucoma. You know that.

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