1. Blood, blood, blood!
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2. Hit him, you pussy!
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3. No blood, no porn!
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4. Rip his face off!
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5. You motherfucker!
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6. Gentlemen, tonight is gonna be
the ultimate sleepover—
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7. no parents, no rules, no shirts,
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8. and best of all,
"Hooker Killer: Vatican City."
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9. - What's that now?
- I've read about this game.
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10. I can't believe you got it.
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11. It's rated "CSMBP,"
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12. Yeah. I had to show the guy at GameStop
my dick just to get it.
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13. - Worth it.
- Oh, Jay.
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16. Those guys are manimals. They stabbed
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17. Val and Curt? They're out all night.
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18. Good. It'll be three almost-teenage boys
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19. - I guess that could be fun.
- Oh, Andrew, my sweet boy,
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20. it's going to be the greatest night
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21. Sleepover!
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22. Lucky me! Free shards of glass.
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23. - So what are you guys doing tonight?
- We're having a sleepover.
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24. It's at my house, and you can't come.
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25. We're playing the new "Hooker Killer."
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27. The whole point
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28. Remember, they're not women,
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29. Stop quoting your dad's
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30. If the ads are stupid,
how come they went viral?
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31. - Because they went bad viral.
- There's no such thing as bad viral!
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32. - Name one thing that's viral that's bad.
- HIV.
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36. You don't need those gross boys.
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37. - Have your own sleepover.
- With who?
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38. - I don't really have many girlfriends.
- Well, what about them?
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39. Devin and Lola?
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40. I don't really want to be friends
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41. Of course you do.
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42. She's the queen bee.
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43. And you want their honey. Bzzz.
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44. - Hey, Devin.
- Hey. What's up, chica?
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45. Hola, mujer.
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46. I know it is lasto minuto—
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48. Do you guys maybe want to come
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49. Interesting. Yeah, I've been looking
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50. - Wait, what?
- I could use a smart girl.
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51. - Double wait, what?
- Great!
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52. It'll be fun.
We'll be like Little Women.
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53. Little women? Are you calling me a midge?
'Cause you're a nobody.
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54. - Lola.
Oh, no.
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56. It's a touching story about sticking
together in the face of the Civil War.
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57. Yes, that. Missy, do you want
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58. - Ah! I'd love to come.
- What are you doing?
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59. I could use another smart girl there.
These chicks are scary.
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60. I've never been to a sleepover.
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61. There's a nightgown I've been saving
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62. It was my grandmother's. She died in it.
One day I will also pass away.
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63. Maybe in this, who knows?
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64. This is actually gonna be interesting.
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65. - Let's do it.
- Yeah, let's do it.
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66. And Jessi, just like logistically,
Devin is my best friend.
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67. If you get too close to her
I will literally end you.
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68. Yay, a sleepover!
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69. Okay, sweetie, now,
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70. - It's fine.
- 'Cause I will.
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I'll be okay.
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with Sour Patch Kids?
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75. - "My dad was a lemon."
- "My dad was a purple."
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76. Actually, your dad is a lemon.
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77. - Okay, Shannon.
- Okay, Greg.
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78. Okay, you have
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79. acne wash, and your scraping brush?
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80. - Got 'em.
- What about your special pillow?
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81. It's not special.
In fact, I might not even take it.
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82. - You're not gonna take "Pilbo Baggins"?
- Mom!
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very unexpected journeys together.
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84. Yes, I'm being made fun of for coming up
with an awesome name for my pillow.
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85. - Goodbye, Mrs. Glouberman.
- Goodbye, sweetheart.
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86. Bye, Mom.
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87. Remember, Andrew— be afraid of things.
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88. Okay, love you too, Mom.
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89. - Hi.
- Hi, Jessi.
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90. Your house is beautiful,
but your driveway needs to be repaved.
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91. These are my parents,
they're both professors.
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92. Holy smokes! Your dog
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93. Did you see Firefly?
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genre hybrid, but—
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96. If you're a geek,
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98. Missy, here are your snacks—
edamame and carrots.
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100. She has what the Incans call
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102. Maybe we should lay down
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103. I know we're not doing bedtimes,
but maybe we can sleep in shifts.
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104. - I'd hate to lose my Saturday.
- No, just relax.
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105. Tonight is gonna be baller.
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106. It will be baller than most...
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107. - Am I using that at all right?
- No.
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108. Go around to the side!
Kids can't use the front door.
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109. Clients only.
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110. - Hi, Jay.
- Hey.
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111. This place looks like
the Holocaust Museum.
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112. - Big dog!
- Oh, God, big dog!
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113. That's just our pit bull,
Featuring Ludacris.
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114. He won't hurt you guys,
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115. Are you a good featured artist?
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116. He's grumpy, 'cause he has
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117. that makes him aware
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119. My bros and I are developing
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120. like "breakball,"
"golf punch," and "peep-kour."
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121. - "Peep-kour"? wow.
- Have you heard of it?
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122. No, no one ever has.
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123. It's a cross between parkour
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124. Here, watch, check this out.
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125. Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.
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126. - Hey, Mr. and Mrs. Albert.
- Hi, Jay!
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127. That was awesome.
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128. I got 10 points 'cause I saw
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129. I love your kitchen.
It looks so... what is the word?
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130. Shitty. Do you guys have any Cokes?
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131. Yeah, we have Cokes.
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132. Missy, do you want some
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133. Nope. I want to try a Coke.
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134. Missy, aren't you not supposed
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135. Oh, my God, what are you,
like, her mom?
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136. Yeah. Are you gonna divorce her dad
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137. and then marry some guy
who lives in another state,
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138. and then sometimes your daughter
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139. because it's cheaper for you
to fly back on a Tuesday, or like what?
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140. Jessi, I-I appreciate your concern,
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141. but I'm a part of this group now
and I'd like to try a Coke.
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142. Let's do makeovers, you guys.
Where's your makeup?
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143. I don't have makeup
but I do have sunscreen.
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144. Okay, sweetie,
where's your mom's makeup?
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145. Everything I know
I owe to my brothers.
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146. Where are Val and Curt?
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147. Oh, man. They're at some bitchin'
high school party tonight.
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148. They made me trim their pubes
before they left
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149. because they are out there
swingin' dicks and bonin' chicks.
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150. Oh, man!
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152. This is the armory.
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154. And we never open it because
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155. Andrew, it's the door
we never open. Okay.
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156. And finally, this is where
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157. - Literally.
- Jesus!
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158. Was that a pigeon spray-painted white
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159. - A magician never reveals his secrets.
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160. Now, there's someone very special
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161. - That's a pillow.
- No, no, no, no.
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162. She's so much more than a pillow.
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163. Marrone. Don't you want
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164. Hey, what's that, now?
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165. - Jay, do you... fuck the pillow?
- Yeah, my same question.
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166. Oh, yeah, guys, I fuck my pillow.
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167. I'm sorry, my tone was off.
Yes, I 100-percent fuck my pillow.
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168. First, I make a slit.
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to exactly 98.6 degrees—
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174. not enough to burn you,
but just enough to feel warm and inviting.
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175. Then I place them
in the slit of the pillow.
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176. There's another slit in the back,
but that's only for my birthday.
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177. - This kid might be a genius.
- What do you do for cleanup?
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178. I eat the soup.
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179. It's in the bag!
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180. You know, Jay,
Andrew has a special pillow, too.
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181. - Let me see.
- No! God damn it!
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182. Don't touch him, please.
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183. Yours is a him. Interesting, Andrew.
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184. It's okay, big guy.
No one's touching Pilbo.
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185. - That's your special pillow.
- It's not my special pillow.
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186. It's just a pillow.
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188. Just a little powder, and voilà.
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189. I'm sorry, am I gorgeous right now?
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190. Take a selfie of yourself
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191. so everyone knows
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192. You should see how long it takes
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193. That's funny. We can say terrible things
to each other because we're so close.
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194. Now that I see you all made up
you're like, naturally very pretty.
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195. - Yeah, if you, like, like Jews.
- Lola.
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196. What? We're all joking.
I'm a dump truck.
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197. Guys!
What should we do next?
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198. Can I drink out of the goldfish bowl?
I won't eat the fish, maybe I will!
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199. Missy, are you okay?
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200. Yeah, you look kind of psycho.
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201. Nope, I'm hunky-dory,
or should I say horsey-donkey?
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202. Make me pretty like Jessi!
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203. Maybe you should have
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204. Maybe you should suck my dick!
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205. I said, make me pretty like Jessi!
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207. You are in strangling range. Andrew!
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208. Oh, my God,
they die in real time?
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209. Yeah, you watch their souls
leave their bodies.
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210. A nun's covering her with a blanket.
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211. This is fucked-up.
Grab the soul!
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212. - Grab the soul!
I got the coins, here you go.
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213. Okay, wash your bloody hands
in the fountain,
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214. - and we gotta get outta here.
- Oh, a gela-teria.
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215. It's pronounced gelate-ria.
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216. How many coins do you have?
We can both buy a gelato.
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218. I'm sorry, were you
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220. Yeah, don't be assholes,
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222. We did make an appearance,
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223. That part was rad.
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224. you'll see those parties,
they're full of fakers, full of skanks.
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225. Would you two care to play some
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226. Game for babies.
You guys want to see some real sex?
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227. We already saw your neighbors.
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228. We're talking about one
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230. It stars the Italian Stallion himself,
Mr. Sylvester Stallone.
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231. - That's my buddy Frank's brother.
- Did it before he was famous.
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232. Just a struggling actor
with a thick, meaty cock.
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233. Yes. So tired of jacking off
to the ladies from SportsCenter.
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234. Well, I would certainly not be opposed
to seeing that film.
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235. Today's the day, Andrew Glouberman,
you become a man.
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236. Mazel tov!
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237. I didn't wrap a napkin around the glass
and I don't wear shoes! Oh, God!
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238. Are you bitches ready?
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239. Here she is.
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240. I love these sock boobs.
They're real bazongas.
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241. - I like grabbing on to 'em.
- That's good, 'cause nobody else will.
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242. Oh, gosh, isn't she tragic, Jessi?
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243. Agree with Devin. She is the alpha,
and she must be satiated.
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244. - No.
- Missy is the weak one.
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245. She must be sacrificed.
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246. She looks like one of the meth heads from
the sex scene in Dallas Buyers Club.
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247. Oh, my God. I don't know what
that movie is, but that sounds spot-on.
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248. Let's do nails. Let's paint them up.
I want to do nails!
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249. - Do my nails or suck my dick!
- I am so glad you invited her.
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250. Every party needs entertainment.
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251. Normally I would just have Lola
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252. I'm lesbians with my mom.
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253. This is crazy.
Why is Jay doing this?
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254. You're an only child. You don't get it.
This is how brothers are with each other.
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255. He's right. My brother's a real asshole.
Want to see a picture?
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256. I fuckin' love this guy.
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257. Oh, my God! Is he dead?
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258. Jesus, Jay, are you okay?
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259. How long was I out?
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260. My record is two and a half minutes.
Let's do it again!
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261. Nah. I want to see these gaywads fight.
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262. - No, no, no.
- Thank you, Curt, but I think we're good.
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263. - Oh, you're good?
- Yeah.
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264. Okay, they're good.
Well, eat my swampy ass, bitch!
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265. You want to see porn?
You gotta pay for it in blood.
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266. Blood for sex?
That's some old-school shit. I'm into it.
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267. Blood. Nick, can I talk to you
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268. Sure.
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269. - Look, I don't want to fight you.
- I don't want to be here at all.
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270. Think we can just, you know,
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271. Yeah, maybe throw a couple soft,
fake hits and then it's porn city.
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272. - What could go wrong?
- What could go wrong?
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275. In this corner,
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276. it's "Polly Pocket" herself,
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277. Saint Nick!
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278. BLOOD! BLOOD! WE REQUIRE BLOOD!
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279. One at a time!
Vegas odds only!
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280. And in this corner:
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281. the "Pubescent Delicatessen,"
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282. Now fight!
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283. - Little right.
- Yeah, there you go.
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284. Rip his face off!
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285. - Sorry.
- No, no, we're good.
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286. - Too hard?
- No blood, no porn!
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287. - Nice hook.
- Thank you.
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288. Kiss! Kiss on the mouth!
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289. Oh, shit! Are you okay?
I'm sorry, man.
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290. I'm bleeding, you asshole!
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291. Blood? Blood.
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292. Don't think, react!
Tear his fucking head off!
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293. - Motherfucker!
- Ow!
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294. Jesus! What the hell?
We were supposed to be pretending.
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295. Tear his face off!
Hit him with the hai...
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296. - Get off me!
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297. This is even better than
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299. - And you can't say nobody.
- I have a crush!
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300. It's TV's Nathan Fillion.
I wanna kiss him.
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301. I don't know who that is,
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302. Au contraire, Nathan Fillion's a hunk!
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303. Oh, man, I should stop her.
She's on a serious sugar high.
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304. Hush, puppy. Let her dig her own grave.
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307. but the crimes are in space,
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308. and then we fall in love, but we stay
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311. Oh, Nathan Fillion.
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317. You are so beautiful, Missy.
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318. - May I kiss you with my mouth?
- Of course, Nathan Fillion.
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319. - Ruff! Ruff!
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320. Nathan Fillion?
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321. - Oh, my God, this is the best thing ever.
Oh, my God.
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Why can't you be more normal?
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I thought we were gonna be friends.
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328. All I wanted was to be
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329. Oh, my God!
- No! Darn it, Nathan Fillion.
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330. Don't eat that.
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331. - Are we having fun or what?
- Or what.
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332. Please, it wasn't on purpose.
You leaned into the punch.
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334. Okay, look,
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335. You know what we need?
To harness the healing power of magic.
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336. You gonna pull a rabbit out of your butt?
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337. - Magic's gay.
- Magic is not gay.
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338. - It transcends sexuality.
- Gay.
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339. - You assholes unplugged our game!
- Gay.
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340. You kicked me in the face,
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341. - Right up your butt?
- Next to the rabbit?
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342. I fuckin' hate you guys!
These are my friends,
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344. You guys are the worst!
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we could watch a porno.
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348. And we fought each other, brother,
we fought each other!
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349. - So show me the porno.
- Show us the porno.
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350. - We've been through so much!
- Show us the goddamn porno!
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353. - We can watch the porno right now.
- Oh, thank God!
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354. Just as soon as we have a light snack.
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355. The name of the game is "Jizzcuit,"
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356. AKA "Ookie-Cookie,"
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359. Last one to come eats it.
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360. Wait, what's that now?
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361. But, and here's why
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362. you get to watch the porno
while you jerk off, so everybody wins.
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363. Except for the bitch who has to eat
the cum-soaked cracker.
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364. - Wow, okay, a lot to process here.
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366. but on the other
we might have to eat cum.
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367. But on the third hand,
I'm looking at prepubescent Nick
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368. and I don't think his "frosting factory's"
open for business yet.
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369. But on the fourth hand
that fucker punched you in the face,
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372. Sure. It's low-sodium, for now.
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373. What the hell, you assclown?
Now we have to get another Triscuit!
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374. You two, don't go anywhere.
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375. - Nick, we're getting you out of here.
- What? Why?
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376. This has been a terrible night, filled
with many dark and regrettable things.
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377. Years from now we'll talk about this
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378. and then immediately feel embarrassed
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379. and realize this was almost certainly
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380. - Let's go.
- Do you think we can get out of here?
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381. My dear boy, I make this vow—
no cum shall enter your tummy.
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382. - A broken promise I made to Rod Stewart.
- Is that true?
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383. You're picturing it,
we're talking about it.
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384. - What?
- A callback to the last episode.
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385. They're binge-watching it.
You're binge-watching it, right?
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386. I can't wait for you to see the next one.
Jessi discovers her vagina.
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387. It's a very sex-positive episode.
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388. You just invited me here
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389. No, I didn't.
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390. This is going to be
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391. that I tell on The Moth.
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392. Jessi, you have to see this pic
of Missy kissing your dog.
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393. - We're posting it #MissyFit.
- What?
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394. It's awesome. I got her
full-on Frenching your dog.
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395. - Come on, guys, you can't post that.
- No one touches my phone!
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396. Pull her hair out from the roots!
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397. - Let go of the phone!
- Stop trying to make out with me, lesbo!
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398. You're not my mom!
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399. Rusted Root isn't rusty at all.
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400. Done. They're deleted.
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401. I hate you. Your house sucks!
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402. My God, I'm a dump truck.
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403. I don't think
you're a very nice person, Jessi.
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404. But I deleted the photo.
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405. But you yelled at me
and you called me weird.
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406. Honestly, Jessi,
there's a special place in hell
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407. for women who don't support other women.
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408. Are you fucking joking, Devin?
You're the ringleader of all of this!
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409. I only went along with it
so you would like me.
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410. I only do everything
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411. I'm sorry you're all such beta-bitches,
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412. and for your 411-formation,
it's tough being in charge.
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413. You don't know what it's like
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414. being the prettiest
and the most popular girl at school.
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415. You can't know.
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416. God!
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417. "Prettiest" seemed
kinda wedged in there.
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418. Soldiers of fortune,
your mission is to escape this house.
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419. Okay, what do we do?
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420. Press my nip. It's the start button.
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421. Where do you turd burglars
think you're going?
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422. - That's coarse!
- Run!
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423. Eat my seed, gaylords!
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424. When did he have time to jerk off?
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425. Hyah!
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426. It stings!
- But it's worth it!
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427. Make a right.
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428. - That's the door they never open.
- Screw that!
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429. Jay's mom was here the whole time?
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430. - You boys havin' fun?
- No. Your sons are insane.
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431. We want to go home.
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432. I didn't realize you were
a bunch of pussies.
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433. - What's that?
- Huh?
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434. Boys! We've got runners!
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435. - My God, she's one of them.
- Come and get 'em!
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436. Oh, my God,
it's Featuring Ludacris!
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437. [in rough, canine voice] Me... me...
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438. Me.
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439. Oh, my God, we made it.
That was insane!
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440. No. No, no, wait. No.
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441. No, no, this can't be...
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442. Pilbo. Oh, no, I can't leave him
with those monsters, Nick.
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443. Oh, man. I'm really sorry, Andrew,
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444. but we can't go back in there
just for a pillow.
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445. Nick, it's not just a pillow...
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446. it's my special pillow.
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447. - Hey, look at me.
- Oh, my God.
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448. Hey. We're going back in.
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449. We're going to get Pilbo.
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450. Devin! Devin!
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451. We've got to do something.
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452. The neighbors are gonna think
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453. Lola, I want to help you guys make up.
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454. Like, why?
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455. Because I would never want
to come between you and Devin.
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456. Wait, hold on, are you saying
we should kill Devin,
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457. take her skin and wear it, and then
blame the whole thing on Missy, or what?
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458. No. I just think you and Devin
belong together.
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459. Oh, my God,
that's actually, like, very sweet.
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460. Okay, here, just repeat after me.
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461. - Devin...
What?
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462. Are you gonna yell at me
for kissing your stepdad, too?
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463. Wait, what?
I will cut your skin off!
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464. Lola...
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465. Okay. Listen, I get it.
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466. It's really hard being in charge
and we're super lucky to have you.
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467. We demand perfection
and that's not fair,
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468. but we only do it because
you're honestly, like, a goddess
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469. and that's why it's so hard to not want to
literally turn you into a human jumpsuit.
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470. - That's all I ever wanted to hear.
- Oh, my God.
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471. - I went off-script there at the end.
- I know.
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472. Wow, you really pulled a Cyrano, Jessi.
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473. Oh, Missy, I'm so sorry I was mean.
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474. And I'm sorry I made you say that stuff.
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475. I just wanted you to be popular
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476. and have flat-iron hair
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477. and call the fucking shots!
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478. And I'm sorry I spazzed out.
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479. This really has been a harrowing ordeal
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480. So, the crying portion of the evening
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481. and now it's time to watch a movie.
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482. Or we could watch Castle
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483. That sounds good to me.
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484. Damn it, it's not here.
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485. Andrew, do you smell that?
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486. - Lentils.
- Lentils.
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487. - Back in.
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488. Thank God, no slits.
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489. Hey, why do you guys
have all your stuff?
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490. Because we have to go home, Jay.
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491. Your brothers are trying
to make us eat jizz.
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492. Come out, come out,
wherever you are!
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493. We found a Tostitos Scoop.
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494. - Jay, come with us.
- No, Andrew. My place is here.
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495. Go. The window. I'll cover you guys.
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496. Okay, aim for the trampoline.
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497. - Nick?
- Yeah, Andrew?
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498. Can I sleep over at your place?
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499. Sure, Andrew,
if the fall doesn't cripple us
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500. - you can totally sleep over.
Come out, wherever you are!
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501. [slow-motion sound effect]
Look, the Alberts are still going at it.
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502. [slow-motion sound effect]
This is the best night of my life!
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503. [slow-motion sound effect]
Sleepover!
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504. Wait a minute, Castle,
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506. This show is great.
Their chemistry's undeniable.
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507. We actually shot this scene
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508. - Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.
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509. - You do a heck of a job, my man.
- Thanks. You're too much.
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514. No, no, no. It's okay, Nick.
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515. It's probably time
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516. But, you know, it's a bummer
we went through all of that
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517. and never got to see Stallone bone.
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518. Actually, I did manage to grab this
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519. Check this out.
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520. Andrew, nicely done.
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521. Wait, does your family even have a VCR?
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522. We do, but there's this Jane Fonda
workout tape stuck in it.
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523. It's kind of amazing that Jay's
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524. His mom called us pussies.
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525. And his brothers make him
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526. Look at all these houses.
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527. You never know how many people
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