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I've never seen you like this.

You look like you're

about to burst into tears.

Don't hold your breath.

''You lied again, Harvard. Deal's off.''

Stop!

Sh*t!!

Separation anxiety from your cast.

I thought it'd go a lot quicker with it off,

but I can't concentrate!

I can't print out. I can't even read!

I'll never get this done.

It's not your problem.

Really. What is my problem.

You miss him!

Don't be ridiculous.

Gorky.

Stupid bird!!

Good morning. Are you awake?

Everett, come and get your rooster!

Close your eyes.

All right, no peeking.

Nope. No peeking.

Open your eyes.

Merry Christmas.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

Merry Christmas.

- Good morning.

- Good morning.

Gorky, I want you to take good care

of Lord Montague...

...while we're away on Christmas break.

Are you sleepy?

Let's just tuck you in there.

Now, give me a kiss. Come on.

Give me a kiss goodbye. Sh*t!

Oh, my God.

I really hate this rooster.

Merry Christmas.

How's the ankle?

Good.

So, I guess you'll be racing me soon.

I don't think I'll ever really catch up to you.

Court, come on, let's go.

Bye, Monty.

Merry Christmas!

Happy New Year!

I'll be right there.

Why don't you come home with me?

See the Big Apple.

Let my four brothers beat you up.

I don't think I'd be good company.

I know that.

It's just that the maid has off

for the holidays and...

...we could use someone to do

a little light cleaning.

Nothing big!

Some floor-to-ceiling windows

that should sparkle for the holidays.

What about your boyfriend?

Isn't three a crowd?

The Face?

He won't be there. I don't bring sex home.

Right, I forgot.

Listen, I'd love to make

your windows sparkle, but...

...I gotta work.

Courtney, come on!

If anything changes,

just give me a call, okay?

Merry Christmas!

Hi, Mom. It's me. I'm fine.

I'm really disappointed too.

I've just got too much work to do.

It's too expensive.

No, Mom.

I'll call you on Christmas morning, okay?

I love you.

Do you love me, Gorky?

Gorky.

Are you and Everett sleeping together?

I thought so.

I'm talking to a chicken.

Are you Harvard?

- That's my blanket.

- It's Simon's.

He gave it to me for keeping this safe.

I'm to give this to you and a message.

But first he said you'd give me

something to eat.

Said it shouldn't be roughage.

Come on in.

Have a seat.

I was having a sandwich.

Ham and cheese, okay?

With mustard.

So, what's the message?

Don't you want this?

Simon said you think Christ died for this!

Just leave it on the table.

So, what's his message?

Here!

I gotta get this right.

Now this is Simon Wilder's message here.

''You shall no longer take things

at second or third hand.

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