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important I wanna tell you.

Don't you wanna hear it?

- Fine.

Son, your fathers been laid off.

They're replacing me with

a damned laptop computer.

Windows 98, or some foul thing.

I'm sorry, Dad. Thats

- thats really screwed up.

No, its f***ed up, is what it is.

Lets, you know, call a spade a spade.

I:

- I have to get that.

What was with you bringing up

our sex life in front of him?

Hello?

- Mr. Darren.

How did I know it would be you?

#GRACIE# - Gracie was at the party

we threw that first night.

For some reason, she was talking to me.

Jesus Christ. Oh my God.

It wasnt longer than the whiteboard.

Oh, I don't know, I didnt see.

I didnt mean to.

All right, heres to new

beginnings, and all that sh*t.

I need a refill, though.

Well, maybe next time.

Definitely.

That Gracie chick is hot,

man. You should tap it.

Dude, she just broke up with

her boyfriend like two days ago.

I don't really think she was ready

to jump into another relationship.

Whos talking about a relationship? I'm

just saying shes got the hot ass, is all.

All right. I'm goin to bed.

Mr. Darren.

- How did I know it would be you?

Having fun in the bible belt?

Does hearing about your parents

sex life constitute as fun?

I would think no.

- Yeah, I agree.

Do you, like, when I get back, do you

wanna go have dinner or something?

Invitation accepted.

Yeah, 'cause we, you know, we could

bring, like, friends and stuff like that.

We could, you know, go

in a group or somethin.

Okay, sure.

Id better get going. Michelles

interpretive dance show is about to start.

I... okay.

- Good night, Darren.

Bye, see you.

Greasy, greasy, greasy.

Greasy?

I was just curious. Sh*t.

Bumpin uglies is not

appropriate dinner conversation.

Honey, hes very upset. Why

don't you have a talk with him?

I think hes upset because you have a

talk. You have the rapport with him.

Why don't you establish a rapport

with him and have a relationship

with somebody in this family, huh?

- Go on, go on.

Fine. Ill talk to him.

- Womans job to talk to her son.

Honey? Darren? Sweetie?

You know, Dad and I

didnt mean to scare you.

Honey?

Sweetie, we just, well, Id really

rather talk to you face to face.

Can I come in?

- Yeah.

Okay.

Mom! God!

Oh my God.

You're gay!

Close the door!

It has nothing to do with your sex

life or me not wanting to be here.

I just have to get home and protect my

room. - Son, son, be honest with me.

Do you have a boyfriend that you're

going back to New York to see? Do you?

Its okay you.

- I am not gay! Whats wrong with you?

Shh, keep it down.

Put the window down. Put it down.

Oh, honey.

- Come on, come on, now.

Don't leave us like this. You know, I

looked it up on the Internet last night.

Its okay to be gay.

Its almost natural.

Honey, why don't you just

stay a couple more days?

We can work this out, son. Ill go to

a gay bar with you. One step at a time.

Honey, if you have a special

friend, you can bring him home.

Well hang a gay flag in

the front of the house.

Honey, we understand these things.

- Yeah, we do.

We saw Philadelphia.

- We loved it!

All I wanted to do was get home,

have a few beers, and

party with my friends.

But they werent there.

Coleman wasnt even

there. Then, I saw why.

Apparently, Coleman had thrown

a party while I was away,

and guess what? It got

busted. Now you would think

that because I wasnt there,

I wouldnt be in trouble, right?

No. A bottle of vodka in my refrigerator

made it my responsibility

and my problem.

I was f***ed. My scholarship

was gone, and without that money,

I couldnt even register

for classes next semester.

So here I am, a thousand dollars

short, 24 hours to pay it,

50 pills of ecstasy, and I'm

actually contemplating doing this.

#THE DAY BEGINS#

Hey.

- Hey.

Good morning to you, too.

Its D day.

- I know.

Sorry. God, youve really

cleaned this place out.

Yeah, I'm just, you know, scraping

at the bottom of the barrel now.

Theres nothing left. But I'm,

you know, I could ask my parents,

its just that they don't have it.

And my grandparents, I

already tapped them out, so.

Hey, whats up, Darren? Uh, you

still wanna do that deal, dude?

Yeah. Yeah.

Deal?

Ten bucks, right, dude?

Yeah, you got it, man. Thanks.

I f***in love David Duchovny.

What?

- Nothing. I just...

What?

- Nothing. Don't worry about it.

I just thought Coleman

might be rubbing off on you

a little bit too much for your own good.

Oh, no. Thats funny.

God, I cant imagine this place

without you. Is that weird?

Well, lets not go getting all sentimental.

I have to run an errand with Michelle.

But Ill see you for

the Christmas fundraiser?

Hell yeah, definitely. I will be there.

Okay. Ill be there until 9:00, but

dress warm, 'cause its gonna be cold out.

You're not gonna believe this,

but I just sold my jacket.

Okay. Ill bring blankets.

- Okay.

Okay. Hey, don't worry

about this stuff. Okay?

You'll figure something out. 'Cause

you're good at this sort of thing.

Yeah.

Hi. Hi, sir.

Good morning, Darren.

- Something I can help you with?

I got a call from the finance department.

I think you know what they had to say.

I know. I mean, um, what,

what am I supposed to do?

You know, cant you help, or? I wasnt here

when they got written up. You know that.

My hands are tied. Its policy.

And if I could do something,

I... you're a good kid.

I wish I could help. I'm sorry.

No, sir, theres

nothing you can do.

Look. Ill hold off on filing

the move order until Monday.

But if you don't get this

straightened out with them by then,

security will enforce your removal

from the building, you understand me?

Yeah. Yeah, thank you.

Wish there was more I could do.

Yeah, me too.

Hey. Did somebody just page me?

I heard you, uh, got some real

kickin sh*t. How much is a pill?

Uh, 20. Twenty, uh, I mean, um

Oh, 20, well, okay,

sounds cool, sounds cool.

All right, let me talk

to my boys real quick.

Okay, but you know what? Maybe

you should - just call back later.

#EDUARDO#

Its a university number, yo.

Yeah, man, what did you say

this cockfaced man was again?

Coleman, man, like the cooler.

Why you so pissed at this guy, Ed?

- I can't tell you, man.

Man, but you expect us to go over

there and bust up this college prick,

but you cant tell us why.

- Its embarrassing, V.

Man, we can't justify

crippling some dude on a whim.

Yeah, Little Steves just not

that kinda guy. - Yeah. - Right.

I was at Vinyl, right? And I see some

super sharp lookin motherfucka, right?

But he sells cocaine, okay? So,

you know, I buy some, whatever.

I go, you know, I go to the

bathroom, I sniff snort some sh*t up.

Next thing I know, I

sh*t in my pants, man,

in the middle of my Hammer dance, bro.

- Yeah, we heard about that sh*t.

That was you? - Now you know

why I got this, motherfucka.

Oh, whoa, whoa!

Put that thing down.

Come on, man. Put the gun down. - No.

- What you gonna do with that?

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