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- What kind of problem would you have?

Everyone's got a problem?

With this? With drugs?

No. Why does it always have

to be about the drugs?

Why does everything have to have a label?

Why...

Why's it got to be right or wrong?

Why does it have to be the drugs?

It's grief.

What?

They want you to have

some kind of normal response to grief.

So they don't have to watch.

But it's mine.

Yeah.

I know it's yours.

What are you talking about?

Yeah, I'm going to go around the world

making my music.

Rocking c*cks, that's what I do.

That's who I am.

I'm sorry?

Rockin' c*cks... it's a music term

for making people happy.

Are you comfortable?

Well, as much as I can be.

Good.

I think he's become...

a narcissist.

Is that what your

Gypsy yoga teacher told you?

No, and she's not a Gypsy.

And I'm not a narcissist.

What's a narcissist?

It's someone who doesn't give a sh*t

about anyone but themselves.

F*** it.

I got to take a leak.

He wasn't always like this.

It's like I'm watching everything

from the distance.

Like I'm not really there.

I'm just...

Numb.

Mommy.

Here, come on, baby.

You kind of look like Kate Amberson.

Anybody ever tell you that?

No.

I mean, you could be, like,

her older sister or something.

And I can I get cash back?

Miss Jenkins,

get the superintendent on the phone, please.

Get me permission to search those lockers.

Let's go.

Get to class, young lady.

So, you on drugs?

No.

Look, I know this year has been

kind of hard on you.

Thank you.

Are you going to expel me?

No, I want you to talk to somebody.

No, thanks.

Look...

Jemma, what do you think

your mother would say about all this?

- Hey, is Hector working next week?

- Yeah.

- Trying to pick up some of his shifts.

- Yeah, I'll put in a good word.

Thanks.

Sorry about that, sir.

This is my car.

It's worth more than you.

Patrick Silver, as I live and breathe.

Hey, man, long time no see.

How are you doing, you f***ing biotch?

Mitch, don't touch me.

You know better than that.

Congratulations on the divorce.

Yeah, well, look around.

I'm back, you know.

- Yeah, well, I never left.

- Right.

Hey, did you see Tokyo Missile Crisis?

What do you think?

I don't know.

What's it going to gross?

Jesus, man, do you even go

in the office anymore?

Bro, this is my office.

You have no idea how much heat

this has brought to my profile.

And you should stay over tonight.

Don't touch me.

Because this house has more poontang

than you could ever f***.

Yeah, dude, I'm just here to find Shamus.

- I thought he was in the hospital.

- No, he's here.

- He told me to meet him here.

- All right, what was it?

- It's heatstroke.

- Yeah.

Yeah, I snorted

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