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Yep.

- But not for 75 bucks, baby.

- Why? Mom--

Guys! This only costs $19.95!

This is it!

This is the digs, the nest!

My Mount Olympus, baby!

Hey.

Hey, boys.

This is it. This is the dream place.

- Hey, Evie.

- Check this out.

The design is, uh, set up feng shui--

Dude, I want my $9.00 back.

Only way that movie

would've been decent...

was if Britney had her big-ass booty

hangin'all over the screen.

Yeah, man, with the car

blowing up in the background.

- Sh*t! Watch out, man!

- Hey!

Christ, I at least

wanted to see some tits.

- Your little friend is coming over.

- What?

Oh, sh*t.

- I'm Evie Zamora.

- Yeah, I know.

I'm Noel.

Pizza?

We love Hawaiian.

Don't you, Evie?

Hey, hey, hey!

Let's go, Trace.

Uh, you can't go to the park anyway.

Right, Noel?

You can't go either after dark.

You guys wanna get high?

Four bucks a hit.

- Let's trip.

- For sure.

Man!

Pay me back

when we get home.

What's up?

- You guys wanna buy some sh*t?

- Yeah. What you got?

Evie, I see spiders!

I see naked people.

My God!

Tracy!

Tracy!

Tracy! Come on.

Mom wants you home now.

Tracy, get over here!

- I found her, Mom.

- Oh, you got it.

Uh, yeah, Trace, I got that game

that you wanted... finally.

I'm a lion!

Tracy! Tracy, come on.

You hounded me for two weeks

for this damn game.

Oh, no, I haven't.

I really haven't.

Just--

Damn.

How long is this gonna last?

# Dropped acid at the park #

Evie, I think--

I think my nose is melting off.

Ooh!

Mel, she's a teenager.

Come on, baby.

- You want me to ground you?

- Yeah, you're gonna ground me.

You know you're not

allowed out after dark.

Can't I have any privacy?

- What, I'm not allowed to see your body?

- No, you're not.

Okay.

Well, after he leaves we'll talk.

If he leaves.

Whoa. Slow down on that

apple cider, sweetheart.

Come here. Come here.

So, uh...

Mason says "good night."

What's going on?

Mom! What's going on?

Baby, go back to bed!

Come on.

Nice ass.

Oh, uh, no.

- Mom!

- What?

I'm making your fave.

Mom, I have to go

to the bathroom now.

Can't you hold it a minute?

That's how you get a bladder infection,

you child abuser.

- That's dramatic.

- Let's just go pee outside, wussy.

French toast

is my favorite too, Mel.

Hampton is my baby!

- He's my baby.

- Hey, Mason.

Move your G-string down south.

Dude, no! That is so gross.

That's my brother.

- Oh, my God!

- Maybe I'll marry into the family.

You'll be designing a habitat...

which the four of you

will live in for two years.

Find creative ways

to recycle the elements.

Think water supply

and power supply--

And why are you late,

Ms. Freeland?

Sorry. Can't a girl

go to the bathroom?

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