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All right? Good talking to you.

- All right.

- Good talking, all right, bro? Later.

BRAD:
Oh? You know what else

I was thinking, man?

- Later on, Brad. Good night, man.

- BRAD:
All right, cool.

Hey, let me give you a ride home.

You're not in any condition to drive.

I know.

This... Are you sure about this guy?

This...

DEAN:
Oh, yeah, man. He's real cool.

He just gets a little fired up

before each job.

It's just... He doesn't seem that bright.

I mean, what do you expect?

He's a whore.

CINDY:
Hey.

Wow, looks like you had

one of those nights, huh?

So, where was I?

Oh, sh*t.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

- Hello?

- Hey, Dean.

- Joel.

- Thank God you're awake.

Did that really happen last night?

We go through with that?

That gigolo stuff?

As far as I know.

- God damn it!

- What?

What was I thinking?

We got to call that off right now.

Can you call that guy?

What's his name?

Brad. Okay. Yeah, man. I'll call him.

Yeah, tell him I'll pay him anyway.

Not to... Not to worry about it.

Just tell him not to go over there.

What was I thinking?

All right, chill. Chill. I'll call him.

Thanks for the drugs, Dean.

Actually, I don't have his digits.

What're you talking about?

Thought you called him last night.

- Yeah, but I got his number from Cliff.

- You get it from Cliff again.

Cliff doesn't have a phone right now.

I got it from him at the bar.

Motherf***er!

What's the boy's last name?

I'll call information.

I don't remember. It's a Mexican name.

Mexican?

For Christ's sake, Dean,

the guy's got blonde hair

and blue eyes. Come on.

I thought it was strange, too,

a guy who looks like that

had a Mexican last name,

but I don't judge people, you know?

I mean, might not have been Mexican.

Could have been a Filipino name.

I think it's Lopez or Sanchez.

Or Gutirrez.

Sh*t. I got to get home

and head him off.

- Joel, we got to talk.

- Not now, Brian.

- It's kind of important.

- Not now, pal.

- Not now.

- It's kind of really important.

- It's about Step.

- JENNY:
There's a Brad Chavez

on Line 1 for you.

- Who?

- Brad Chavez.

Brad Chavez?

You want me to take a message?

No, no. That's the pool cleaner.

I better take that.

Hello?

- Hey, is this Joel?

- Yes, it is.

- Hey, man. It's Brad.

- Hey. Thank God.

Mission accomplished, dude.

It worked. She totally went for it.

You were not even supposed

to be there for another 45 minutes.

Oh, really? Yeah.

I totally forgot what time

you guys told me,

and I was so excited about it

I just went over there.

Um...

So, then, you... She actually...

You guys...

Yep. It was easy.

Easy? What does that mean, easy?

No, I don't mean easy like

she was easy or anything like,

"Your wife's a slut," or anything.

I just meant it wasn't hard

to get her to...

Never mind.

Tell me. Tell me what happened.

I want to hear it all.

- You sure?

- Yeah. I'm sure.

Okay. Well, she let me in,

so I just went back

like I was cleaning the pool,

and I don't know anything

about pool cleaning, right?

So, I was totally just faking it,

and she was in her bathing suit,

so I struck up a conversation.

This is a really nice house.

Thank you.

Is it your dad's house?

No, it's... It's ours.

Oh. Wow.

You look so young

to be living in a house this nice.

(GIGGLING)

What?

Do you have any sunscreen?

I forgot mine.

Sure.

BRAD:
And, see, I thought that was

pretty smart of me, right,

to ask to borrow the sunscreen,

because that way I could ask

if she wanted some

and I could rub some

on her back, right?

Instead of me just coming out

and asking to rub some on her back.

It was pretty smooth, huh?

Anyway, once I started rubbing lotion

all over her body...

...the rest was pretty easy. She...

- All right! That's it!

Stop it! I don't need to hear any more.

Okay. Okay, dude.

Well, hey, listen,

if you have anyone else that

you want to referral me to

or, like, if you want me to do

your wife again, I can...

No! I've got to go. Goodbye.

- Oh! Damn it!

- Yoo-hoo. Hey!

- How's it going?

- I'm real busy, actually.

Well, I'm not gonna keep you long.

I went ahead

and got those tickets for that dinner

we talked about going to together

on the seventh.

I think I mentioned

that they were 40 apiece.

Well, as it turns out,

they're a tad more this year. 55.

I told you that we really

didn't want to go to that thing.

Don't you remember that?

I know you said something

about Suzie feeling uncomfortable,

but like I say,

she won't feel uncomfortable at all.

She could wear a pantsuit,

if that's the issue.

- It's not formal or anything.

- No. It's not the problem, Nathan.

What? Does she not like

to wear a dress ever?

I gotta go.

One more thing! I'm busy, too.

Joel, I was thinking,

maybe we could go on vacation,

just the two of us.

We haven't done something like that

in a long time,

and I know they have really

great deals right now in the Caribbean.

I hate the Caribbean.

Really? Why?

'Cause it sucks.

But I thought you liked

going to hot places,

you know, so you can wear your shorts.

I don't feel so good.

I'm gonna go to bed.

Is it the food?

Well, actually, I'm in, like,

five bands right now,

but God's Cock is basically

the same four guys as Fight Head,

but Fight Head's more of, like,

a thrash skate-punk-type thing,

whereas God's Cock is more like

melodic grindcore.

So, it's five bands,

but it's four groups of guys.

She is so nice.

I wish they'd hire more people like her.

Mmm-hmm.

Can't believe he's still working here.

Did you know

that Sylvia's wallet is missing?

She thinks it was stolen.

And guess who was

in the locker room last?

Hector.

Hey. Did you guys hear the rumor?

Jim said Joel and Brian

are going to sell the company.

Rich said the same thing, too.

He said they'll probably make millions

and billions of dollars, too.

Shut the f*** up.

You mean, I'm working my ass off

and those guys are gonna make

all that money?

I work harder than anybody.

If you add it all up,

I lift over 200,000 pounds a week.

We should do something.

- Mmm-hmm.

- Mmm-hmm.

Here. Ladies are free,

so bring some chicks.

GABRIELLA:
Mmm-hmm.

- You got a sec?

- Yeah.

I think we might have

a really big problem here.

I don't know what happened,

but all of a sudden,

Step says he doesn't want

to settle anymore.

I think he might have talked to a lawyer.

Like I say, the General Mills guys

don't wanna make the offer official

until this whole thing is settled, so...

All right, well, don't worry about it.

Step's probably just chest-beating,

you know?

He does this all the time.

He gets all wound up, talks big,

and then he usually backs down.

And that was with his balls, so,

- I'll talk to him.

- Okay. All right. The sooner the better.

(NATHAN EXCLAIMS)

There he is. Hey.

I can't talk today.

- Almost missed you.

- I can't talk right now, Nathan.

Hey, I noticed you got

a new pool cleaner today.

How is he?

We're thinking about

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