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Unfortunately we're going to have

to discontinue the treatment.

What?

It recently came

to our attention that

the medication's formula

just needs to be worked upon.

What are you talking about?

I never felt better in my whole life.

Oh, I know, Harry.

But trust me when I tell you

we only have your

best interest in mind.

And right now, what we researchers need

to do is get back to the drawing board.

But it's working, Doctor!

I'm living proof that it's working.

You have been

super helpful, Harry.

And of course you'll be compensated

for your time and effort.

Prozac, zoloft, paxil, effexor.

You name it, I have tried it.

There's never been anything

that's worked like this for me.

Why are you doing

this to me, Doctor?

It's for your own safety,

Harry, and I like I...

Why! Why!

That's why.

We've had some episodes of rage and confusion

from some of our other test subjects.

The medication's

just not ready, Harry.

I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.

I don't know what got into me.

We'll keep in touch. I promise I won't

abandon you. You can call me anytime.

- I brought you a little going away present.

- Thanks.

You have to promise me

one thing.

You won't open it

until you get home.

Ok. I promise.

I think you're going to like it.

Hey, Doctor I'm back home now

and I've decided to continue monitoring

myself. I'll be using 2 cameras.

I have a feeling that things are about

to get pretty exciting around here

and I didn't want you

to miss the show.

I'm not going to tell you

how I managed to get these,

but I'm going to

resume treatment on my own.

I know that someday

when you see these videos

you'll understand how wrong

you were to pull the plug.

And you'll also discover what

a great doctor you really are.

Who knows? You might even

win a Nobel prize.

Ok. This is day 1.

- Hey, it's Larry, right?

- No, Harry.

- Is John home?

- No, he's out.

F***! I really wanted some weed.

Could you hook me up?

Nah, I don't smoke.

Do you, you want to wait for him maybe?

Wait 'til she

meets Edward, Doctor.

Hey! You're home!

What happened?

They fire your ass or somethin'?

You smoke weed now, Harry?

No.

But apparently Edward does.

Who? Ah, Edward.

Right, right.

I'm really happy you're back,

man. You look good!

You gotta puff, puff, pass.

That's the way it works.

Are you filming this?

Yeah. The Doctor wanted me to continue

to monitor myself for a little while.

Right, Doctor?

The Doctor wants to

watch you smoke some weed?

Well, we do have a

prescription for that, right?

Hell, yeah, we do.

And for the record,

this is being used for

medical purposes only.

I mean, I have that herniated disc and

my little brother has terrible insomnia.

Shut the f*** up

and pass that sh*t already.

So Edward, huh?

It's the age of the alter ego, John.

It's the age of the Avatar.

I'd totally bang

that blue chick.

I mean, I would like

take her blue creepy tail

and put it on my, my dick and then all

of a sudden we'd be connected and one.

Ah, that is some strong sh*t you're

smoking. I got a huge headache.

Oh, I am getting my assed kicked

by some 12 year old kid in France.

How do you say

f*** you in French?

Dad was drunk when he came

to see me at the hospital.

He tried to hide it, but I

could smell it on his breath.

Tell me something I don't know.

F*** you, you little frog.

A**hole just blew me apart

with a grenade launcher.

I don't know why

he keeps coming around.

I just wish he'd get

out of our lives already.

You want to get that?

And not walk in?

Oh, you're early.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Did I wake you?

No, no,

I was just getting ready.

Hey, what's up, nurse?

- You remember my brother, John, right?

- Yes.

I'm outta here. Yeah, well,

I'll get you later, you little b*tch.

Who I'm gonna f***in' butcher

when I return.

I'm gonna put some clothes on,

I'll be right back.

Yeah. I don't understand

that. All right.

Gummy fish? You should.

Fish is good for you.

More for me.

All right. See you guys later.

So, Harry, how are you feeling?

Well, pretty good.

Thanks to you.

Thank you for my gift, Anna.

Let's go. I'm starving.

Ok. Could you wait outside

for me for a minute.

I just want to leave

a quick note for John.

Sure.

I'm going on a date with

your nurse. How cool is that?

Is John here?

- It's Gary, right?

- No. Edward.

Do you mind if I wait for John?

- Smells good in here.

- I'm cooking.

Oh, thanks.

I don't know what it is,

but there's something different about you.

I changed my cologne.

- Got anything to smoke?

- No.

- Well, what are you cooking?

- Risotto.

Oh, wow, umm. I wish my lame ass

boyfriend could cook like that.

- Did you cut your hair?

- No.

Hm. Oh, I got it!

You shaved your goatee.

Take it easy on those crackers.

- What?

- Carbs.

So what? You think

I'm fat or something?

Dude, what's your

f***ing problem?

What kind of a**hole

talks to women like that!

Calm down. It's no big

deal. I'm just saying...

Do you really think I'm fat?

I didn't mean to hurt you,

you're very pretty.

Especially when you're angry.

- I guess you met my brother.

- Yeah. He's a big a**hole.

Got some weed?

Thank you.

- Seriously, dude?

- What?

What? I've only been

trying to hit that for months

and you come in with

your Edward shtick and bam!

What the f***! How did

you pull that sh*t, man?

Well, maybe you should stop

dressing like the big lubowski.

- Oh, f*** you.

- Hey, I'm just playing with you.

Dude, you got to teach me

some of the moves.

Sure. And I hope

you're hungry

because I made a killer risotto.

I'm always hungry. Ooh!

Now I should get the nurse. Um hm.

Wow, look at you.

You're very handsome, Harry.

Edward.

Harry dresses like a bum.

Ok. So Edward,

what is the plan for tonight?

We could stay home for a change.

You know, I wish you'd come see me

in your nurse's uniform sometime.

Is there something wrong

with my dress?

No. Not at all. I'm sorry, Anna.

I didn't mean to be rude.

So John's not home? - Nope.

He's at his girlfriend's place tonight.

You haven't seen

my bedroom yet, have you?

- Ok. Slow down, Edward.

- Really?

Yes, really.

It's just, it happened so fast between us.

I'd like to get

to know you better.

I understand.

- I hope you do, 'cause I really like you.

- And I like you, too.

Ok. Do you know

anything about courtship?

Vaguely. I'm sure

Harry knows all about it.

Anyway, aren't girls

supposed to like bad boys?

There's a fine line between

a bad boy and an a**hole.

Hmm. Nice guys finish last,

haven't you heard?

- I think I like Harry better.

- Harry is a woose.

I don't know, but he

was gentle. He had manners.

Enough with that loser.

Come here.

Maybe you can learn a thing or two

from that loser. Talk to you later.

"Hi, you've reached Anna.

Please leave a message."

Hi, Anna, it's me.

Listen, I'm so sorry that I was such,

such a douche with you.

I don't know

what I was thinking.

I, please just give me a

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