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- Lovely.

- Oi, he's so...

Oi, what did you say the other day?

Remember he said something?

Oh, yeah, he said something.

I don't think he's got the guts

to say it now.

You wouldn't do it.

You wouldn't do it.

(Jesse burps)

(Groaning, laughter)

(Jesse) Want some?

(Indistinct)

Want some?

Nate?

What the hell are you guys laughing about?

Don't worry, man.

You wouldn't understand.

(Debra) What are they?

(Nathan) Fergus, try this.

- (Andy) S'mores.

- Do it. Do it. Do it.

- I am not eating that.

- It's so good, man.

- There you are!

- Do it, it's good. Trust me.

Give me some.

Give me some.

(Debra) I'm not eating that.

This is awful! (Giggles)

Sh*t, man.

These s'mores are good.

They're real good.

Good, yeah.

(Choking)

This is gnarly, man!

Oh, f***ing real.

(Laughter continues)

(Fergus chokes)

- Wait. Wait.

- (Laughter continues)

- Hey. Debra.

- Shh!

Wait. And here's to Andy.

The next Pro Junior Champ, eh?

There's a lot of guys

I gotta beat before that happens.

- Ripley for one.

- Ripley?! I like the guy, but f***.

Ripley, man?

You could piss all over Ripley, dude.

You, Andy.

You're a world champion, mate.

(Nathan scoffs)

(Scotty) Shut the f*** up. He is!

(Andy) Scotty.

- (Scotty) Don't youse reckon?

- Scotty!

He's never gonna be world champion.

He doesn't want it.

- What, like you, you mean?

- F***ing oath.

Yeah, look, Jess, mate. Get over it, hey?

There's more to life.

If you'd didn't f*** me up

I'd be halfway there already.

Look, we're all having a good time here,

don't ruin it.

I don't want to mess up

your perfect life.

- What?

- (Debra) Jesse!

- I got no one paying my way, do I?

- You don't f***ing know anything, Jess!

- Go f*** yourself, Nathan.

- You dudes! Don't go there.

It's not about all that sh*t.

I don't have a dad who's an agent either,

do I, Andy?

Dude.

You guys get whatever you want

for doing nothing.

- Jesse, just chill out.

- F*** off, Fergus.

Great, Jesse, yeah. You're better than

all your friends, you don't need anyone,

and you're going to be world champ, great,

we all agree. OK?

Yeah, well, we all know

why you're here, don't we, Faggus?

I mean, what? You think

he's gonna let you suck his dick?

(Laughs)

Whatever.

Yeah, run, you p*ssy.

Yeah, real good, Jesse.

Way to go, Jess. Way to go, mate.

You know what? F*** this!

Hey, you.

I'm just sick of their sh*t.

You know, I'm as good as Andy is.

- Jesse, come on.

- I'm gonna make the tour.

Shut up.

Looks like a face.

Er...you mean the saucepan?

Yeah.

Looks like one of those faces

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