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But-But do you believe in magic?

Magic? What the hell are you...

Kyle?

His vision and hearing.

That's all you've got?

And, of course, his insides are just

as normal as-as they were before,

but the skin won't change

no matter what we do.

Now, what about skin grafts

or face transplants?

I mean, look at him, look at him.

He doesn't want to live life

looking like this.

We'd risk anything.

What?

Kyle, we are going to

find somebody else.

I'm not taking

"no" from Dr. Crap-For-Brains.

We will fix this.

Yes, because we'd risk anything,

including me dying.

No-No, that's not what I meant.

It just came out that way.

Or did it come out

because that is what you meant?

No.

Come on.

I have a surprise for you.

What do you think, Kyle?

It's private, safe.

People can't be spying

all the time.

Plus, I'm thinking I might get you

that motorcycle you've always wanted.

Where's your room?

It's right across the hall.

Don't worry. I will take care of

whatever you need.

Still need to get my stuff.

But we're keeping

the place in the city?

So I can crash there late nights

if need be.

Dad?

Yeah?

Hey, hey.

Okay, I have a four-o'clock call,

so I will check in right after that.

And Zola's right here. Okay?

Who're you?

Mary Poppins.

The tutor. Uh, your dad hired me.

I'm supposed to move in today.

Tell my father

he can carpe diem in hell.

Happy to.

Meantime, how about you cage the rage

and invite me in

for a nice, hot bowl of Dad sucks?

Saw right through that one, Oprah?

Yeah, it's a little gift I have.

Especially since I can't actually see.

- Hi, I am Will.

- Come in.

I'll get Zola.

She'll welcome you to hell,

fix you up with your own bedroom,

and explain what happened to me and-

and what I did to deserve this.

Oh, and please-please, hang with us.

Gouge the old man

for everything he's worth.

He deserves it.

You know what?

Obviously, he forgot

to spin the borderline hostile act

of hiring a blind guy

to tutor his creep show son.

As for learning calculus,

I think I'll take a pass.

Nice to meet you.

Sorry, I come back later.

How old are your kids?

Sixteen, thirteen, ten.

You just left them?

Can't get them green cards.

But you left them.

Parents do what

they do with what they know.

They were not very big

when I leave.

It was five years.

For my little one,

it is half his life.

There is a hole in my heart.

So I know your father will come.

I don't think so.

Rob Kingson. Leave a message.

It's me.

Could you do me a favor?

I, uh, I know we were

rescheduling for the next week,

or maybe it was

the week after, but...

Maybe we should...

Maybe we should

just not pretend anymore.

Sweet.

Kendra!

Kendra!

Kendra! Kendra!

I am begging you.

Please make it end. Please.

I can't do that.

But-But I get it.

L... I know what it's

like to be sh*t-ugly.

So-So you got me,

five months is enough,

I learned the lesson.

You learned nothing.

Find someone

who can see better than you can.

Seven more months

for someone to say, "I love you."

Please! Make this go away!

Sloan?

That sounded like Kyle, didn't it?

Weird. I suck not writing him back.

I suck more.

Well, but honestly,

with him gone, it's kind of a relief.

Like, I always felt like I had to be on

and mean, like really mean...

to keep him entertained.

And I know what you mean.

Hey.

Sorry.

And I'm sorry to spy on you, spying.

Unbelievable.

But it does sort a feel like

the death of romance unfolding

before your very eyes,

doesn't it?

Doesn't she have a boyfriend?

Yes, this is what I'm saying.

What happened to romance?

Sappy, soppy longhand love letters

and you really, really don't have

to keep listening to me, by the way.

Thing is that guy

they were talking about?

They're way off.

Personally I respect that

he called things as he saw them,

even if he did see them wrong.

Do you know what it really was?

What?

He was a shot of life.

You're kidding, right?

How do you do that?

I went to this dance and

some emo chick gave me a dart hex.

Bite me.

Oh hey, now you're up,

want to learn something?

- No!

- Be careful.

Lose your smarts, blondes

will be telling jokes about you.

My dad always said that

how much people like you

is directly proportional to

what you look like.

But they hated me.

High school unquestionably sucks ass.

You went to regular school?

At fifteen,

my friends lost their virginity.

I lost my sight.

But living hell has its upside.

- Like better hearing?

- Yeah.

And chicks dig blind guys.

Too bad they don't dig ugly guys.

How do you know?

Defying expectations,

Blindie keeps up

his bitchin' sense of style.

A holdover from my seeing days.

Point being, no matter what,

how you look matters?

Point being, it's not about

how others look at me,

it's about how I look at myself.

Mental Rubiks cube, I know,

but one day it'll make sense.

Ass-wipe.

You have the humor of a marmot.

So, I heard someone

sneaking in late last night.

Where'd you go?

Isn't the benefit of having

no parents that you have no parents?

Get off my back.

But, uh, you know,

since we last talked,

I've been thinking and...

is there any kind of eye operation?

'Cause I saw, like,

every doctor in the country.

Miracles only, but thanks.

So where did you go last night?

I went to see about this girl.

I'm so happy for you!

I didn't even talk to her.

Baby steps. You think

you might say, "Wassup?"

The benefit of you being blind

is you can't see

how I should so never say, "Wassup."

Baby steps. We must celebrate.

One, two, three. Wassup!

Fore!

One, two, three. Wassup!

Wassup.

Wassup!

- Here's a sandwich, Ben.

- Thanks.

How's your dad?

Stayin' out of trouble?

Dad, I'm home. Dad?

Come on.

Dad!

I don't have it.

Please, Victor, come on.

Just hook me up.

Just another week.

I just need a little more time.

No-No-No, I'm not screwing around,

you sorry-ass addict.

- Dad, not this again.

- I'm sorry, Lindy

Hey, shut up.

And you get out of here.

Victor, please.

We'll get you your money.

Give me and my brother our money.

Dad!

No!

Where is she?

You killed him.

Your daughter for my brother.

Someday I'll find her.

I wouldn't.

What do you need?

Come on, what do you want?

I want her.

I'm want to protect her.

I can protect her.

Please. Did you hear him?

If she stays with me,

she-she'll be safe.

I don't know who you are.

But if she leaves...

If she leaves...

cops will get these.

No. It's just too twisted.

So's killing a man.

But what's she gonna think of you?

Zola, remember.

Hunter, not Kyle. Hunter.

Hello, I'm Zola.

- Where is he?

- You can go.

I'm not gonna just leave you here.

With some stranger?

Son of an old friend.

For your safety.

Bullshit

and I can take care of myself.

- I let you say goodbye.

- No need.

How'm I gonna know you're okay?

You're not.

Deal is, I give up my life,

my whole life, school, friends,

everything, everything.

And in return,

you don't come see me,

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