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should not be concerned with yet.

Homer's not known to

have his works painted over.

Are you using

the blue I gave you?

- Yeah.

- Show it to me.

See, this is the

modern indigo blue.

The pigment in modern oil paint

is not the same as the ones

Used in homer's day.

They're completely different.

Use the Prussian blue

like I told you.

Scrape it off, start over.

You must be Sasha.

Yeah, that's me.

Thanks for coming down.

How'd you get my probation

officer to get me down here?

They owed me a little favor.

Look, um...

...I haven't seen Bryn in... it

must be about three years now.

Well, here's a police report.

San Jose.

Says you two were arrested.

Together. October 17th.

Right. There was that.

- Slipped your mind?

- Sure did, yep.

I'm Joshuas case worker.

- How is he?

- Well, Sasha, he's not doing very well.

I've got him placed in a home,

temporarily,

But he doesn't know where his mother

is, he doesn't know why she left.

I haven't been able

to find any family, no friends.

I mean, can you imagine

what's going through his head?

- He's gotta be very confused.

- That's not good.

No, it's not good.

I want you to

help me find Bryn.

Look, I already told you...

I don't know where she is.

Well, you're lying to me.

I don't have to take this.

You're my only chance

to find Bryn.

I'm not the police.

I'm not here

to have her arrested.

I just wanna help Joshua.

He's a great little guy.

Hm-Mm. He's a great guy.

Well, that little guy is almost

That her?

Yeah, that's Bryn all right.

Both had bullshit parents.

I talked to a guy recently. He's

a manager at a gentlemans club.

He said that you two

worked there together

- And that you were waitresses...

- Oh, come on,

You can say it, Ms. Reese.

It won't kill ya.

...as strippers.

So, where is Bryn?

She's probably at her

loser boyfriend's house.

Okay, do you have

an address for me?

Ah!

Are you going

to behave yourself?

Yeah.

All right. Come in.

I Christmas lights

around my neck

That's really good.

Thanks.

I had a great face to work with.

Flattery is not gonna

get you out of the doghouse.

We're just friends.

Friends hanging out, talking.

- Right.

- Is that cool?

Yeah.

Yeah, but...

but what?

The other day at the beach,

I really... I really blew that.

Yep.

I missed out on a great opportunity

and I just... the kiss was so...

awful.

Really awful.

Worst ever.

Worst?

Ever.

Yeah, sorry about that.

Well, Im here now.

I'm on my best behavior.

I'm just standing here, me,

with the door...

...me and the door.

- Sit.

- Really?

Before I change my mind.

When you kiss a girl...

...you have to be gentle.

- Right.

- Take my hand.

Now kiss my hand, softly.

No, no. On the top of my hand.

Kiss the hand,

then kiss the girl.

I" The halo spins. "

- Much better.

- Good.

If only you were

a couple years older.

Yeah, it's funny,

I was just thinking...

...if only you were

a couple years younger.

What?

- Oh, Ms. Reese. What a nice surprise.

- Mr. Campbell.

I was in the neighborhood,

thought Id come by.

You know, Im just heading out.

I just wanted to talk

for a very quick minute,

- If that's okay? - Wonderful. You know,

tomorrow night at six would be great.

Oh, I meant right now,

just very quickly.

Bernie, is the car ready?

- I was hoping to talk to josh.

- What was that?

- I wanted to talk to Joshua.

- Bernie, Ill be outside, let's go!

- Uh-Huh? - I'm fine to wait out here

for him, it's not a problem.

Would you excuse me just a moment? Hello?

Yeah. Yeah, the papers

are in the car.

Yeah, Im on my way to

the symposium now. Uh-Huh.

Well, Ill... you're gonna have to

work that out with the Japanese.

- Nice to see you, call me later. What?

- No, no... where is Joshua?

He's not here,

he took off this morning.

Wait, we need to talk then.

Yeah, listen,

can I call you back?

Mr. Campbell...

if this is too much for you

to take care of Joshua,

I'm more than happy to find

another home to place him in.

No, no, no.

I've got a handle on this.

It doesn't appear

that way to me.

He's gone right now.

He'll be back.

You know very well

you cannot let him go like that.

You have to be supervising him or he has

to be working for you at all times.

- It's the mandate of the court.

- Yeah, all right, Ill...

this doesn't work for me.

I'll find him immediately,

all right?

Yes, of course, Im sorry.

You're right, Im sorry.

Find him quickly, and you have to

call me as soon as you find him

Or I will get on the phone

with the judge.

- No, no, no, that won't be necessary.

- Well, I will.

- No, Ms. Reese...

- I'll talk to you soon, then.

So you live with Anne-Marie?

No, I just hang out with her,

she's cool.

Old, but she's cool.

Where's your mom and dad?

Well, I, uh...

I don't really have a dad.

Well, I never really knew him.

- Sorry, I didn't mean to...

- Oh, no, it's cool.

It's cool.

It's a normal question.

And my mom, she... she left me.

Just kind of took off.

That's... that's so scary.

I'm sorry. I had no idea.

At least you found Anne-Marie. I could

see how you two would get along.

Yeah, she's all right.

Do you know who she is?

Yeah, she's like,

some famous artist.

No, no, she's not just famous.

Have you ever

taken art history?

Not really.

All right, well,

Ill tell you this...

tons of artists would kill

to have a conversation with her,

Talk to her about her life,

her art...

yeah, she is a piece of work.

Well, I think she sees

something in you.

She's got a good eye.

Ah, that's adorable.

I think Im gonna throw up.

- What's up, man?

- What's up, man?

- How's it going?

- Hey. Wanna go surf?

No, dude, I can't even swim.

- You can't swim?

- What?

Come on, come on.

Oh, my god, who you

hanging out with? You goony!

We'll get him some floaties.

- No, get him some swim lessons.

- Yeah, some swim lessons.

We'll throw you in,

see if you can swim.

- I can't, though. I know I can't.

- I bet you can.

Hey.

The lady from

child services came by.

I had to make an excuse.

- Listen, Everly...

- Just shut up.

We got work to do.

Come on.

Here.

It looks good.

Yeah, it's a passable job.

As my dear mother used to say,

"not bad, not bad,

You can always do better.

Never forget it. "

My mom never noticed

I was good at anything.

Hm. Your mother.

I wonder what she's

doing right now.

Probably taking drugs

in an alleyway somewhere.

Oh, geez, what,

you're gonna cry now?

- Great, that's all I need.

- I wasn't...

- forget about your mother.

- I'm trying.

- You gotta let go of all that.

- How can I?

I can't just stop

thinking about it.

Well, she stopped

thinking about you.

She doesn't care about you.

You're gonna have

to look after yourself.

You're gonna be so rich.

You can buy yourself a new mom.

IEverything he said was

right, and I hated him for it.

IThere was only one way to hurt him back.

So, I took the painting.

It's a little overly-Sentimental,

don't you think?

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