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You know what?
I don't want to talk about this.
Thanks for dinner.
Oh!
You okay?
Um... yeah.
It's... just cramps.
You sure?
I'm gonna lie down.
Do you need anything?
I'll be fine.
F***.
Sh*t! Oh!
Oh, sh*t!
Sh*t, sh*t, sh*t!
Are you making breakfast?
Oh!
What happened?
Oh, I burned my hand
on that damn coffeepot.
Are you cooking something?
No. Why?
No reason.
I'm fine, if you were wondering.
Sh*t.
Sorry.
Let me help you.
Thanks.
When are you going in?
I'm gonna leave here in a minute.
You can keep it.
I have more at work.
You slept in this morning.
You feeling okay?
Don't even start with that.
It's my job.
Not looking very well.
Thanks, Mom.
How are you feeling?
F***ing awful.
I've never had a hangover
that lasts more than a day.
That's good.
cleansing you of your stress.
Hey, hold on.
Never mind. It can wait.
Ignoring her calls, huh?
Big one?
Shut up.
So did you get my text messages?
What's going on?
I've had the worst f***ing morning.
I woke up to the f***ing cops
at my house this morning.
What? Are you serious?
Yeah.
Well, what for?
They're looking for some guy
who was at my house
No way. Who?
I don't know.
Well, did they say why?
No, and they were being
They wouldn't say much about it, just that
if I talked to anyone that knew anything
to give them a call.
So... do you know anything?
No, I don't.
That's crazy.
Hope it's nothing serious.
Well, it was serious enough
for the cops to
f***ing wake me up.
No more randoms at my house.
I don't care how hot they are.
Did they show you a
picture or anything?
Yeah, but I didn't recognize him.
I was so f***ed up that night.
Well, is anything missing
from your place?
Mo.
I'm, like, going through
everything right now, but...
I don't think so.
Well, listen, I got to go into work, but
I'll call you as soon as I'm out, okay?
Okay.
Bye, love.
Sam, you've got someone
in your section.
Okay. Thanks.
Is everything okay?
Yeah. I'm good.
Hey, Riley.
Hey.
Back again, huh?
Yup.
I know what I like.
Listen, about the other
night at Alice's.
I was not trying to...
No explanation needed.
And I'm sorry about
what Alice said.
Oh, no, don't be.
It was funny.
So you want the usual?
Yeah.
I...
Hey, can you switch
sections with me?
Yeah. Sure.
Hey.
How you guys doing?
Fine. How are you?
Good.
Oh, I'm fine, thanks.
What can I get you to drink?
I'll have a glass of
chardonnay, please.
I'm sorry.
What was that?
Glass of...
Chardonnay, please.
A-and for you, ma'am?
I'll have...
I'm gonna get you some water
and I'll be right back
with those drinks.
Hey, can you cover my table?
Where are you going?
I'll be just a minute.
Stop it!
Stop it!
Stop it!
Samantha?
Are you all right?
Yeah, I'll be out in a second.
Okay.
Oh, no.
Oh!
Oh!
Is everything okay?
Yeah.
Just really bad cramps.
Do you need a tampon?
I'm gonna go take
care of this table.
Here you go.
Thank you.
Are you ready to order?
Yeah.
Oh!
Oh, my God!
Are you okay?
Ow.
Samantha?
Hello, Samantha.
How are you?
I'm okay.
How are you?
Fine.
Fine.
What seems to be the problem?
Well, I'm feeling kind of funny.
What kind of funny?
Well, this morning, I woke up,
and my stomach was killing me,
and then I went to the bathroom,
and there was blood...
there was a lot of blood.
Did you start your period?
I think so.
But something's wrong.
It's acting up.
Let's take a look.
Deep breath.
Again.
One more time.
Good.
Do you have a history
of heart problems?
Or anybody in your family?
No. Why?
Your heart rate
is unusually slow.
Hmm.
Hold still for me.
Hold still.
Okay, open wide for me.
Say, "Ah."
Ah.
Thank you.
So what is it?
Well, your ear canals appear
to be getting infected.
That could be a head
cold getting worse.
Now, the illness may be
lowering your immune system,
which may be lowering
your heart rate.
But that would not explain
the vaginal bleeding.
Shall we take a look?
W-w...
What if I told you there
was something else?
I-I have a rash... down there.
Lie back for me.
Samantha.
Samantha, are you sexually active?
Why?
I think you know why.
I'm a lesbian.
Have you ever been sexually
active with a man?
I will take that as a yes.
It-it was one time, last night...
two nights ago.
Samantha, if you're not
being truthful with me, I...
I swear.
It was the other night.
That's it.
I haven't been with a guy
Are you using protection?
I don't-I don't remember
if we did the other night.
Well, you definitely
have a severe rash.
Lot of dead skin, chafing.
Is there any discomfort?
God, yes.
moisturizing lotion
when you get home tonight.
What about the bleeding?
Unless it's some sort of
internal bleeding or...
an unknown pregnancy...
I told you, I...
The other night, that's it.
As far as I can tell you have
a head cold and 'a rash.
Sam.
I totally forgot
you were visiting.
Can I come in?
Aren't you supposed to be at work?
pissed at you for missing again.
It was dead.
He cut me early.
Oh.
Good of you to stop by, then.
Yeah.
So how was work last night?
Oh, it was f***ing awful.
There was this guy there that
was hitting on me all night.
Actually, he reminded
me of that fellow
that always comes in to see you.
Riley.
Yeah, that's him.
I just don't understand it.
It's like they know
they can't have us,
so they try even harder.
Finally I just told him, I said,
"I'm not gonna touch your cock."
Then he ran up a $200 tab
trying to impress me.
It was pathetic.
Are you not feeling well?
I'm okay.
I don't mean to be a twat,
but you look like sh*t.
Yeah...
I think that hangover
is sticking with me.
Right.
Anyway, I've got your post.
Oh, anything from the committee?
I've been waiting to hear back.
I don't know.
So I got us something.
Did you?
Today's ten months.
Oh. Right.
I didn't know we were
exchanging gifts.
It's kind of an odd
anniversary, right?
Well, I...
I just figured with everything
that's been going on,
it'd be nice.
Yeah.
Right.
Happy to see you kept my stuff.
Stop it.
What?
What?
I miss you.
I miss us.
Don't you?
Yeah.
I guess.
Then let it happen.
You know, this is...
It's all just a wee bit
too fast for me.
Well, if you don't let things happen,
nothing's gonna get resolved.
You know, it's good to have space.
Fine.
I'm gonna go meet
Alice for dinner.
Oh. Dinner.
Stop it.
She wants to f*** you, you know.
Oh, my gosh.
What?
Like you're surprised?
You knew about this?
Well, isn't it obvious?
When did this come?
Oh, that.
Is that important?
Hey.
Sorry I was late.
Is it slow?
Dude, what the hell?
What?
Your f***ing eye.
My eye?
What about it?
Go to the f***ing bathroom.
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