Recovery Page #3

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Never mind!

Kim! She has my phone,

my brand, new phone!

What? Wait, why does she

have your phone?

In the bathroom, we used it--

for drugs.

All right, all right,

where does she live?

I have no clue.

This is not the place for a sexy

drunk chick to get lost.

I know that! I'll call my phone.

Straight to voicemail.

Oh, sh*t, wait...

Did you hear about all the

sexy, drunk chicks...

That went missing from

this exact club?

I heard in-n-out burgers have

been extra meaty since.

All right...

Don't even joke about that sh*t.

Do you think you're funny?

Miles, when you moved all of my

stuff over to my new phone...

Did you move everything over?

Okay, okay--

what? Why is this bad?

My e-mail account, my bank

accounts, my phone numbers...

My-- my personal photos.

Well, even though some

ghetto-ass dude...

Is definitely gonna see you

naked...

And probably, you know,

steal our identity...

Your amazing brother synced the

recovery app on your phone.

So we can find Kim.

It's fritzing out, stop the car.

What do you mean?

It's fritzing out, it's not

working, Jess.

Yo, what's this dude looking at?

It's ah-- it's moved again.

You look ridiculous.

Does that even work?

Stop, it's recalibrating.

You know, big sis...

Maybe we just go home,

get some sleep...

You know, do the regular

thing...

Contact her in the morning.

Sure, we'll just tell mom

and dad that, you know...

I was chillin' at a movie...

While my phone was

hanging out downtown?

I swear to god, if I'm going

down for this I am dragging--

yo, what the hell are you doing?

Put up the window!

Put that sh*t up!

Hey, now don't get cute,

pretty boy...

Gimme the keys and get out

of my car now!

Whoa! Okay, what the f***?

Drive, Jessie!

Oh, my god!

Drive, Jessie! Drive!

All right! All right!

F*** you!

Holy sh*t!

Okay, all right,

that was pretty bad-ass.

Whatever, let's just keep going.

What's Kim's last name? I'll

check if she tweeted anything.

It's Garcia, but--

school?

Ben Wilder.

Ben Wilder.

Whatever we gotta do,

I'm here for you, okay?

Thank you, Logan, that's--

that's nice of you.

No social media anything.

Not even a f***ing linkedin.

Hey, bro, you can ask for her

resume when we find her.

Did you f***ing say something?

Jess, Jess, the dot's back up.

There she is.

Yeah, pull over here.

Well, she couldn't have picked

a creepier location.

What do you think

she's doing here?

Buying more drugs.

Shut up.

Maybe she just, you know,

went home with a rando...

And was too messed up

to tell us.

Maybe she lives here.

Oh, come on, we can't all live

on the westside.

Look, either way, she has my

phone and I want it back.

Okay?

We can just-- we can just

like wait it out.

No?

I'll check it out.

Um, I'll-- I'll come with you.

Okay, this is not necessary.

All right, I say we check

the perimeter...

See if there's another way in.

Roger that, Jack Bauer.

Doesn't seem very smart

for a smart girl.

Yeah, well, I was stupid and it

looks like I have made my bed...

Now I have to lay in it.

Actually, I was talking

about Kim...

But if you're comfortable

complimenting yourself...

That's totally cool.

Stupid, little horse.

Did you just feel the drip?

Huh?

How do your fingers feel?

That'll last like an hour

or so, you'll be fine.

I'm actually glad that

you know that.

Anything?

Nope.

Excellent. Hah!

Well, hello.

First time coming down?

Yeah, and last.

Yeah, I wasn't the best kid

at first...

But I figured it out pretty

quick.

Better than I did.

This is the first time

i stepped out of line,

here I am, just trying

to get my phone back.

I know it sounds-- it sounds

so stupid now, but...

That phone has more dirt on me

than anyone I know.

Oh, come on...

Don't act like you don't

have anything...

Embarrassing on your phone.

I don't know what you're

talking about.

Oh, please, I bet you're like

the king of snapchat.

The king of what?

Snapchat.

What's snapchat?

Are you kidding me?

I'm not-- I'm not, no.

Wow.

Hello?

Argh!

F***ing miles! What the hell?

Oh, my god.

Whoa.

What the f***?

Have you even looked for Kim?

Nah.

Kim? Kim!

Kim!

Ssh!

Oh.

No sh*t.

Dude, where did you come

in from?

Uh... here.

Agh!

You didn't have to crawl

through that.

So, I'm guessing no one is

home...

Which is weird, because--

what? What is it?

The good news is that your

phone is still here.

Okay, and... is there bad news?

I only have five percent

battery left on my phone.

What?

Oh, well...

Just use Logan's phone.

Yeah, uh...

What is that?

You might as well have a beeper.

Okay.

Okay, it's not really working.

Oh, oh, okay, yeah,

use your phone, Jess.

Oh, wait, you don't have

a phone, do you?

Shut up.

Where do you guys think we

should start first?

Why don't we ask him?

How would I know?

I don't know, you know, it's

just a little convenient...

That sh*t gets raw

as soon as you show up.

Wait. He didn't mean that.

I swear, sorry.

That's fine. It's fine.

What the f*** are you doing?

F***, who knows, he could

be a killer or something.

Now you just stop it, stop it.

I would kill for some water

right now.

Oh... hey, which shot is worse,

hepatitis or tetanus?

Well, both go in the ass,

so you won't feel a thing.

Jess, look at this!

Move over.

Yeah!

Come on.

How are you getting

reception in here?

Do not compare your phone

to mine, bro.

See, a tech-savvy guy like me...

Would never get a piece of sh*t

phone like that?

Oh, you got $200 you could

loan me?

Yes, yes, actually, I do.

Here, all right-- whoa!

Where are you going?

Smart phone, dumb ass.

Hey, wait!

Look, maybe we should split up,

find your phone faster, yeah?

Okay, but if we're

splitting up...

Absolutely no longer

than 15 minutes, okay?

I don't want to lose track

of either of you.

Fine, let's time it.

Does your sundial here have

like an alarm clock?

It's getting old.

All right, back here in 15.

Okay. Good luck.

Good... have fun!

Hello, Jesse and Logan.

Whoa.

Hey! Those are Kim's heels.

You sure?

Yeah, she jammed them in my shin

while we were dancing.

I'm positive.

Well, see? Maybe she

does live here.

That wouldn't make sense.

If she goes to Ben Wilder high,

then she has to live near me.

Let's just find my phone and

find Kim...

And get the hell out of here.

Yeah, yeah, leaving sounds

great.

What is going on with all

these cameras?

See you guys later.

All right, you take those rooms

down there, I'll go down here.

Aw... oh, god, perfect!

Motherf--

well, hello, ladies.

Whoa-ho-ho.

What do we have here?

Felicia, Rachel... play date.

Ugh.

F***ing--

sorry, I'm sorry.

Oh, my god.

I have to show you this.

Come here.

Okay.

Oh, god.

What the hell is in there?

Hopefully your phone.

This was locked a second ago.

That's f***ing disgusting.

What the f*** is this?

Your guests seem nice.

Where actually are you?

Sh*t, is that Kim?

Holy sh*t, that's Kim.

Sh*t... it's the alarm.

Let's-- let's not leave your

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