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make a list of conditions, to go back to his own home. -For f*** sake.

-Star. What's on your list anyway? Share us, it's cool. A trampoline. A bike. These are things you have

to ask for. It's all f***ing horse sh*t. I mean why do you even

want to go back there? -Common now Star.

-No, I want to know! I miss my mom. You miss your mom? Right. What'd she ever do for you? Have him squeeze you? Where is she now? I don't see her. She lied to you Milo. Your whole f***ing life. I miss her. Doesn't want to stay

with us Mick. [sighs] With me. He made his own decisions dear,

it's what he wants. He's f***ing ten years old. He doesn't know what he wants. So you want to be like his

folks, tell him what he

can and cannot do? [deep exhale] We're seeing him home, Mick. Forget it Star. I said, we're seeing him home. If that man are to have his,

even look at him crooked, he's coming with us, right. [sobs] [Mick] Alright. [Mick] So the next fight

the bulldog got into, you ought've had a,

had a machete. And he chomped,

bulldogs arm off. Do you know what he did? [Milo] No? [Mick] Bulldog picked up

his own arm, and battered the other

bastard with it. Battered him with his own

chopped off arm. [chuckles] Is that a true story? What? You don't believe me? This is a man who taught

me how rum, fight and catch the ladies. Three F's he's call it. Flitch and fight em,

f-who knows. But the other bastard wasn't

around to say otherwise. I can't tell you how to meet

your own man, kid. You're old enough. [Milo] Mom? [door opens in distance] [Nadia] Milo? [softly chuckles] [sobs] Let me look at you. Oh. Thank God, thank God. Oh. Thank you. -Thank you.

-[Mick] it's alright. [Nadia] No please,

Brandon w-- Come here Milo. Ok. Ok. I didn't know how to tell you. I didn't know. You'll forgive me, will you? [Mick] Come on babe. [Brand] Ok Milo, come on. Your mom will run you a bath. I'll see these people out. [Nadia] Thank you. How much was it you

wanted for my son? Five thousand was it? Plus. Eight hundred and seventy-five. Legitimate expenses man. We didn't even send it. -A hundred and eighty

is all I have.

-[Star] Come on Mickey. -But you can have this as well.

-[Star] Mickey! Should I uh, pop back some time? -For the rest?

-Get out of my f***ing house. [clicks tongue] Milo. [sniffles] [speaks Romanian] [speaks Romanian] [speaks Romanian] [Milo] Star and Mickey

got me pizza every day. [Nadia] Really? [Milo] I had beer there too. [Nadia] They let you have beer! Did you hear that Brand? It's very nice. Mickey says it makes you strong. I have to prepare

for tomorrow's podcast. You get some rest. I think you'll probably

sleep for a week. I think your mom will too. See you in the morning. Dad? Yeah? Are you still going to help me

with my identity project? Of course I am. You are going to have the best

presentation in the whole class. Thanks dad. We'll take a look at it

in the morning, ok? That word is hypertrichosis, it's a genetic condition, it means, I was born like this. With hair all over my face, and the top part of my body. So... I forgot to say... It's rare. A rare genetic condition. So my parents, unfortunately, didn't tell me about

my condition, I only found out last week. That's why I didn't have any

baby pictures. So, I looked on the internet

and I found, all these famous

people have it. No. No. Have we gone out of our

f***ing minds here? Look at this. Am I the only f***ing sane

person in this house? Brand will you please stop

cursing in front of our son. You think he has problems

at school now? Wait until they see him

like this. They'll piss themselves

laughing, he'll be the joke

of the f***ing millennium, -can you really not see that?

-Stop it. Milo for God sake. Do you really want people

to see you like this,

that's what you want? -To be a laughing stock?

-Star and Mickey didn't

laugh at me. Those f***ing knackers,

do you know wh-- ok, that's not important. I am only thinking of you. You can't go out like that. -People will think--

-I don't care what people think! Well I f***ing care! My God Brand! This is our son! -Shut up you stupid

f***ing gypsy.

-[loud slap] [speaks Romanian] Milo, go upstairs now

and get rid of that hair. No! -[Nadia screams]

-Ah mom! [Nadia] Brand! Stop! Brand! Brand! Stop it! Stop it! -[Milo] Get off!

-[Nadia] Please don't do this! Brand! [screams] Brand! [screaming] Brand, stop! -[loud knocking]

-[Nadia yelling] [Nadia] Brand don't do this!

Stop! Stop! Bastard, stop! [Milo] Get off me! -Stop!

-Hold f***ing still! Try not to touch it. Mom? Yes? Can I still say good bye

to Caitlin? [Nadia] Sure honey,

just give me a minute. [Caitlin] Hi Milo! Whoa. Whoa. Are you ok? We heard you were missing. Oh. The whole class is worried. What happened? I got lost on my way to camp. -You wanna play?

-[Nadia] Milo. [Milo] I can't. I'm going away for a while,

it's my mom. I just came to say good bye. See you when you get back then? See you. [speaks foreign language] Have you seen these people? [speaks foreign language] [speaks foreign language] -[man] Holidays?

-Yes, holidays. [girl speaks foreign language] [speaks foreign language] [speaks foreign language] Hey! Hey! Hey! [man speaking foreign language] [man] Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! [speaks foreign language] [both chuckle] [soft music] [music fades softly]

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