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thing. You look like sh*t on it.

It's too load, it disturbs the whole

neighborhood. Your mother hates it.

-I'm sick of this f***ing sh*t.

-I'm sick of your sh*t!

F***!

F*** you!

Who the f*** do you think you are?

I don't want that thing here. If I

see a new one, I'll break it too.

You wanna play, I'll throw the ball

with you or something.

Yeah, we'll throw the ball.

You get back here.

Come on, hit me again.

You want another one?

-How's that, sweet boy?

-Okay, I'm going in the house now.

You don't want to play a**hole

with me, you'll lose every time.

I made you a ham sandwich.

No, thank you, sir.

I'm really not hungry.

The ham, I just bought it, it's

fresh. Put some meat on those bones.

-Here, take my seat.

-No.

That's the way he eats.

Peaches.

In the name of the Father,

the Son, the Holy Spirit, amen.

Bless us, oh Lord, for these thy

gift which we are about to receive

from thy bounty

through Christ our Lord, amen.

How are you feeling, Curtis?

Fine.

How did it go at the dentist?

The dentist?

Peaches said you were having

problems with your teeth.

It went pretty well. I only had

to get the two top wisdom teeth out.

Did it hurt?

A little after.

They shot me up with painkillers.

Can I see?

Open your mouth.

Open up your mouth.

Open it up.

You don't have to close your eyes,

just open your mouth.

They did a good job, huh?

Can hardly see the scars.

Popi,

that reminds me when you had that

point hanging from your tongue.

That little thing

that looked like...

the end of my tongue,

it looked like a serpent's tongue.

It had like apitchfork

at the end of it.

I was eating once

and I bit the end of it.

-Looked like that guy from Kiss.

-Gene Simmons.

I remember the guy who cut it off.

I told him not to use

any anesthetics.

I'm allergic to dope.

Did it hurt?

Of course it hurt!

I didn't use any anesthetic,

did you hear that part?

What do you have a problem

with that?

I'm just teasing.

You like his hair?

I used to have long hair like that.

Peaches' mother

used to love my hair.

She used to play with it

all the time.

Hold on a second,

I gotta show you something.

-Popi, you brought the album out!

-I got something here.

Look who we have here.

No.

That's Peaches

when she was in second grade.

I look fat in that picture!

Look at her, that was like

her first little boyfriend.

She wanted to be a tap dancer.

That's Peaches' mom.

She's beautiful.

I visit her every day.

God bless her soul.

You see?

I had long hair just like you.

You guys were a beautiful couple.

Thank you.

Yeah, we fell in love.

Watch out that Peaches

doesn't fall in love with you.

Takes.

-How many points?

-Six, seven points.

You have a milk 'stache.

-ls it off?

-Yes.

Your turn, Tate.

That's 23 points.

Good one.

Whiplash.

It's your go.

I'm going.

I'm just thinking.

See anything?

Maybe you need new letters.

-No, I've got one.

-S...

i...

p...

i...

Sipi?

That's not aword.

What's a sipi?

Sipi is part of the body.

Really? It's apart of the body!

What part of the body is it then?

Below the hip.

Challenge!

-That's not aword!

-lt's below the hips.

-We'll see.

-You challenge every word...

I think sipi is aword,

I think it is.

Well, it's not in here.

You're a liar. Because I see sip

and then I see sepia.

But there is no sipi.

You're a liar.

I am not a liar.

I know it's aword.

-He's not a liar.

-Oh really,

-then how come it isn't in here?

-I don't know.

Maybe they don't use it anymore.

It's medical. Maybe an old word.

You know what, this is bullshit!

And you are technically disqualified

for lying to me.

Tate.

That's it, I quit!

You can't quit,

you're disqualified.

Where are you going?

Don't go away, congratulate me!

You know what, Gramps,

you're a bullshit artist.

I got the most points

and I win the game!

Let's see, 94 for grandma.

and grandpa's disqualified

for being a cheater.

-And I win!

-Tate!

Cheater.

Hi, Tate.

Hi, Rebekah.

What are you guys up to?

Just jumping,

we're working on anew routine.

My school's having a talent show.

Oh, really?

You think I can come see?

If you want.

Have you been fighting with

your grandparents again?

Yeah.

We were playing this board game.

He f***ing cheats all the time.

Why do you always play with him?

I don't know. I beat him, though.

I got 110 points.

Pretty good. Want a Fireball?

Give him one.

Thanks.

Wanna jump?

Can I?

Yeah, but I get to twirl.

Come on, you'll get in next.

All right, one twirl though.

And jump!

Hi.

Hi.

Did you like that?

Yeah.

How many times did you come?

I don't know.

-More than twice?

-I don't know.

I'm not sure.

But it was really good.

It was really good.

Do you think about f***ing me

when you're with Bob?

No.

Why not?

Because he's my husband.

-Yeah, but you still f*** me.

-So?

So if you love him,

why do you f*** me?

Because I like you.

Why are you asking me

so many questions?

I want to know.

Do you love me?

No.

I didn't think so.

Why, are you falling

hopelessly in love with me?

I don't know.

I think about you alot.

I think about you and Bob

doing it.

Does that excite you,

or anger you, or what?

Sometimes I dream about

flying in here

and smashing his head

against the wall.

Then taking you,

bringing you back to my room.

Most of the time I just think

about touching your body.

Sometimes when I'm with Hannah,

I pretend it's you.

I can see your face

instead of hers.

She was talking about you

all yesterday.

What was she saying?

You know Hannah,

she was just rambling like

"Shawn's doing this

and Shawn's taking me there."

She loves you.

It's easy to tell.

Yeah, I love her, too.

You guys make a cute couple.

Pass me that brush?

You know, you make

the same noises in bed.

What else?

You have a lot of things a like.

You like me to do the same things.

You have the same p*ssy smell.

We do?

Yeah, but you're better in bed.

I am?

Yeah.

Well, I have more experience.

I'm older.

I know.

I like that.

You do?

Yeah.

Does your mom like Hannah?

Yeah, she thinks she's cute.

Sh*t, that totally reminds me.

When you see your mom ask her when

I'm supposed to pick your brother up

because I have no idea.

If it's Friday I can't do it.

Okay.

I've got to go to the doctor with

Bob. Have you seen the cigarettes?

Come here.

Come here.

Whose dick is bigger?

Mine or Bob's?

Yours.

-What are we gonna do?

-I don't know.

We could throw him out.

No, we won't. I won't allow it.

Well, I'm getting sick.

I can't take it much longer.

He's just growing up.

-Cheating on me, with a...

-So?

Give me arip off of that.

Motherf***er.

I was skating in my frontyard,

my board shoots out like he just

comes up and broke it, dude.

He just flipped it over and

-f***ing snapped it with his foot.

-What for?

Just 'cause, dude.

He don't like that sh*t.

-He doesn't like what?

-Skateboarding, man!

-He doesn't like skating?

-F*** no.

-Why not?

-He's a f***ing dick, that's why.

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