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What the f***?

F***.

Holy sh*t!

Sorry. I'm sorry.

I just wanted to check on you.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm...

I'm a little jumpy.

What the hell is

wrong with your eye?

I think there's something

caught in it or...

or, like, an allergic reaction.

Well...

you need to get it

looked at, because...

it looks super gross, man.

Thanks.

I'm serious.

What the f*** have

you been smoking?

Nothing. I...

I just left Nikki's.

Oh, yeah?

You guys working it out?

Maybe.

Great.

Hey, have you heard

anything about that guy

from the other night?

Oh. Yeah.

They put out an alert about him

on the f***ing news this morning

like they do with child molesters.

I mean, they said he

could be dangerous.

Holy sh*t.

Yeah.

Crazy.

Yeah.

Ow.

Honey, are you okay?

I'm fine.

Stay back.

Oh, my God.

What is wrong?

Be honest with me.

Nothing.

I'm just sick.

Are you pregnant?

What's that word you

love to call me so much?

Dyke?

No, I'm not pregnant.

Just leave me alone.

Oh, yeah.

I got in.

I'm proud of you.

What the f***?

Mom, did you use

all the hot water?

What are you talking about?

Did you use all the hot water?

I haven't showered yet.

Well, there's not any hot water.

Are you kidding me?

It's like a sauna in here.

Look.

See? Nothing.

Oh, my God!

What?

Samantha!

Look at your hand!

I will not stand for this

in this house again.

Never again.

Where are you going?

I'm going to the doctor.

Where are you really going?

Get off my back.

Honey, I ask because I care.

You've been sleeping in late.

You're "sick."

That's how it started the last time.

This isn't last time.

You don't know where the

f*** I'm going every night.

I'm not this horrible person that

you think I am in your head.

I didn't say you were!

You don't have to say it!

What was that?

What did you do?

Excuse me?

What are you doing to yourself?

What the f*** are

you talking about?

Your hair.

What the...

What is this?

What did you do?

You think I did this?

F***!

Sammy, where are you going?

Come back!

You...

Hey. It's George.

Where are you?

F***.

I'm sorry, George.

I'm headed to the doctor and

then I have to be somewhere.

The doctor?

Why didn't you ask off?

This is an emergency.

What, are you dying?

Hello?

No, but it is an emergency,

George.

Listen, I heard about yesterday.

I only have you on right now.

I need you to come in just for a little bit

until I can get someone to replace you.

Is that cool?

Hello?

Hello?

Yeah. Okay.

I'll be there in a minute.

F***!

Hey, Sam.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

You can't wear those.

I really need you to cut me

some slack here, George.

I'm cutting you slack, but I can't have

you look like slack at work, get it?

Holy sh*t.

What happened?

It's pinkeye.

Oh, that looks like some

really bad pinkeye.

I know.

The doctor. Remember?

Yeah.

You should go.

I mean, you look not well.

Try to squint or something.

Sorry about the wait.

Is there anything

else I can get you?

I think we'll be okay.

Great.

I will go check on your food.

I got Joey coming in for you.

You can take care of your

face when he gets here.

Hey, Sam?

Hey, Sam! Wait up!

Sam!

Hey, Sam! Hey.

What do you want?

I was just coming in to see you.

I figured you'd be working.

I got to go.

Wait.

Are you okay?

I'm not feeling well, okay?

And you need to stop coming

to see me all the time.

Do you want me to take

you to the doctor?

That's not your job.

I am not your problem.

You're a really nice guy,

but I'm not into you.

Wait.

I saw you the other night.

With that guy.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Yeah, you do.

You know what I'm talking about.

Now the cops are looking for him.

Were you spying on me?

Stay away from me, or I'll tell

'em about how you're stalking me.

Hey, I'm in the

middle of something.

Holy sh*t, dude.

Where have you been?

I just got off work.

What's wrong?

So they caught the

guy from the party,

and now the police are asking me

for a list of names of

anyone that was there.

They're questioning anyone that's

come into contact with him.

Are you serious?

Why?

I don't know, but it has

to be something bad.

Holy sh*t.

I mean, he was going

by his nickname, B.J.,

which is why his name didn't

sound familiar to anyone.

Did you meet anyone named B.J.?

I, um...

What?

Samantha?

What is it?

I have to go.

Wait!

What do you mean,

you don't know anything?

We have to wait for the

results of your blood test.

These things take time.

I don't have time.

Whatever's happening to

me is getting worse.

When did this happen?

Yesterday, after I left.

It looks to be viral, but...

there's no buildup that

would suggest infection.

What does that mean?

You're sure this happened

after you had sex...

unprotected sex?

Yes.

I can't be sure until I

see the test results,

but this appears to be some sort

of sexually transmitted disease.

Is-is there anything

you can give me?

Antibiotics? Cream?

Anything?

Anything I would give you could

be had over the counter.

The real treatment will happen

once I can identify what this is.

So what do I do?

Do not come into

contact with anyone

until we can determine what

it is we're dealing with.

Hey.

Hi.

What's up?

I'm in kind of a bind.

I need something to help me out.

What kind of bind are you in?

You need some cash?

Can I just come inside?

Yeah.

Sure.

Alice is on her way too, so...

just in time.

What are you looking for?

Something that'll help me get

through the next 48 hours.

You sound like you're

in some deep sh*t.

Want to talk about it?

No? Okay.

No worries.

Here.

Now, just be careful

with this stuff, okay,

because it's been a while.

Whew.

Ah. That's Alice.

Hey.

No, yeah.

Just come to the front.

I'll let you in.

All right.

Sam?

What the f***?

What are you doing to her?

What?

She came here.

I've had a pretty f***ed-up

last couple of days.

What's going on?

You know that guy,

B.J.?

Yeah.

Well...

I don't know what happened.

I was at your party,

and then we were in his car

and then I woke up at home.

It's all a blur.

Samantha, you have

to tell the police.

No, I can't!

You have to tell the

police what happened!

That's not it.

Something's been wrong with

me ever since that night.

Oh, I'm way too high for that.

Sam,

we need to take you to the police

so that you can tell

them what happened.

No, I can't go to the police.

I can't let Nikki find out.

Forget Nikki.

We have to think about you.

You would like that,

wouldn't you?

Me to forget Nikki.

What are you talking about?

Oh, don't act like you

haven't been waiting for us

to break up since the

moment you met her.

Okay.

Now I know you're high.

F*** you!

Sam!

No, you don't care about

what's best for me.

You care about what's best for you.

If you f***ing cared,

you'd help me hide this sh*t

and not try to expose it

so I can be left

with nobody but you!

Samantha!

Before you say anything,

I may have sold roofies to a guy

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