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ever going to make any money.

Your wife seems to respect you, sir.

Oh, yeah. Yeah.

It is what it is, you know.

What about you, though?

What about you? What are your plans?

Figured I'd get on a bus tomorrow,

head down to Florida or something

and start looking for work.

I've done construction work before.

So, I'm sure I'll find something.

No, no, no, no, no. That's crazy.

That's crazy. You don't

know where you're going.

Stay here for a couple more days.

No. No, I can't.

I couldn't impose on your

hospitality any longer, sir.

You're not... Impose on our...

And "sir"? You're calling me "sir" now?

You gotta stop with the "sir,"

my name's Spencer.

You gotta call me Spencer,

for God sakes.

- Okay.

- Okay.

- All right.

- Okay.

So you're sticking around, right?

You stick around at least till

you know where you're going.

Well, maybe just a couple

more days, all right.

Cool, excellent. It's a deal.

Let's have a couple more

of these to celebrate,

and then I've got to get off to bed.

God, you can put your liquor away.

I guess so.

I'm tired. Are you tired?

No, I don't need much sleep.

What are you doing here?

I told your mom I could pick

you up from school today.

That cool?

Yeah.

Don't you, like, have any friends?

I have lots of friends.

Just not, like, here. Like, online.

What are you waiting for?

I want you to show me

who hit you yesterday.

I got hit with a football.

Yeah.

What are you going to do?

Nothing bad.

Over there.

All of them?

Well, most of them give me a hard time.

Those two guys,

Mike and Ian, are the worst.

Those guys are real a**holes.

Can we go now?

Yes.

What are you doing?

They're going to a bar?

Yeah,

this place will serve you if

you're on the football team.

Well, I could use a drink.

How about you?

No.

You coming?

No.

Well, I'll be inside if

you change your mind.

What the f***?

Hey, Luke.

Maybe it's his boyfriend or something?

Excuse me.

I'm gonna need to see some ID.

You ID all of them?

What can I get you?

Do you know how to make a fireball?

Cinnamon schnapps and Tabasco sauce.

That's my drink of choice.

Let me get one of those.

A Coke here for my brother,

and I can't help but notice

that those ladies over there

are drinking cheap beer.

That seems like a shame to me.

I'd like to buy each one

of them a blowj*b shot.

- Are you serious?

- I am, yes.

Do you wanna buy

anything for their fellas?

Do I look like I'd like to buy

something for their fellas?

Might be the polite thing to do.

Sure, okay, fine.

I'm gonna get each one of

those guys a cosmopolitan.

Mister, I don't know

what you're going for,

but, I was thinking a beer.

No. Blowj*b shots for the ladies,

and a cosmopolitan for each of the guys.

You keep the change on that.

You got it.

Are you, like, rich?

Cash is easy to get.

He doesn't need to be in costume

to make an ass out of himself.

Here's your Coke, here's your fireball.

Got their shots and

cosmos coming right up.

Thank you.

You want to try it?

Sure.

God!

It's like hot peppers.

You drink that?

Yep.

How do you do that?

You get used to it.

From that table over there.

That f***ing guy?

They look annoyed.

Yep.

Thanks for the drink.

You're welcome.

I don't want it, though.

You can have it.

Well, maybe you prefer this.

My eyes!

Hey, you...

Hey, Luke.

Luke.

Cool.

You guys should get out of here.

Call the police and tell them the truth.

A gang of high school kids came in here

and demanded you serve them drinks.

Well, you tried to ID them, but,

they threatened to cause trouble.

There was a fight.

You didn't really get a good

look at the other guys.

Otherwise, I imagine you and this place

could get into trouble

for serving minors.

I mean, this is what happens.

Here.

For the damages.

Luke! What happened?

I got into a fight with

some guys at school.

- Are you okay?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

Some seniors were picking on me.

It's no big deal.

Why were they picking on you?

I don't know, okay. I'm just going

to go to my room, all right.

Is he all right?

Yes, ma'am, he's fine.

Did he get in trouble at the school?

No, no one saw. It's just the

usual high school stuff, you know.

I told him I'd teach him some

self-defense when he's feeling up to it.

I'm sure that's exactly what he needs.

Well, I am very relieved

that you were there.

I'm going to get ready for Kristen's.

Anna, can we talk in the kitchen?

Sure.

Excuse us.

What?

Invite him to the party.

- Why?

- 'Cause he's lonely, sweetie.

Caleb would really love that.

Really? You're going to pull that card?

Yes.

David, would you like to come

to the party with me tonight?

Sure, that sounds nice.

Great. I'm going to leave around 7:00.

All right.

Luke, I need to take a shower.

Luke!

Luke, come on, I need to...

I'm sorry...

No, I'm sorry,

I thought Luke was in there.

Oh, I guess I better go get dressed.

Yeah, yeah.

You should, probably do that.

So, this isn't a big deal or anything,

but this isn't just Kristen's place.

My boyfriend, Zeke, lives here, too.

I didn't know you had a boyfriend.

Yeah, well, neither do my parents.

And I wouldn't mind keeping it

that way, if that's cool with you.

I won't say anything.

It's none of my business.

- Hi.

- Hey.

Hey, who's this?

This is David, he was

friends with my brother Caleb.

- I told you about him.

- How do you do?

Fine, thank you.

Zeke's inside smoking. He was

waiting for help to carry the kegs.

I'll bring them in.

Where are they?

They're in Zeke's van.

It should be unlocked.

Anna?

No. I can't tonight. I wish.

What? Really?

What? Your houseguest?

Yeah, he's...

Where do you want these?

Well, you can set them right here.

My man, welcome to the party.

Craig, no.

It's fine. He's a big boy.

Sure.

Thanks.

Thank you.

Excuse me.

Thank you.

You all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

You wanna...

Yeah, let's go.

God damn it.

Who are they?

No. That's my ex. The one I

was just telling you about.

Hey, I need to talk to you.

I'm busy right now, Drew.

I've been calling you all week,

and then I hear you're

having a party tonight?

What the f***?

I'm talking to my friend.

You're being rude.

All right, listen, just...

Come here...

Motherf***er!

Get him out of here.

Sorry about your picture.

No, don't worry about it.

Did you...

Did you want to see

the rest of the house?

Are you okay?

Yeah. Why?

Seems like you're not really into this.

Oh, I am.

You are.

Hey, there they are.

Who have you got?

I got a queen. He's got a king.

Sit down.

Thought you guys left your own party,

found something better.

- Want some?

- No, I'm good.

I just...

I wanted to say we support you guys.

If you need anything,

you just let me know.

Support us how?

I mean, you know, we support you,

like, "Go America!" right?

But you wouldn't support

us by, like, enlisting?

Sh*t, man, they don't want me in there.

No, I can't, you know.

I've got bad asthma.

It'd make it real hard to...

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