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never have i ever script ( episode 2 )

𝔂π“ͺ𝓷𝓰 𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓰. 2021. 9. 19. 09:58

[knocking on door]

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-What? Mom, I'm fast asleep!

-[book thuds on floor]

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You don't look like you're asleep.

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Paxton?

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What are you doing here?

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I'm doing exactly what I said I'd do.

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I'm here to have sex with you.

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["Dancing On The Limit" by Prizes] playing

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[inhales]

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[exhales] Whoa.

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Wow.

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Your body looks so good

in that over-sized t-shirt.

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β™ͺ Make me cry β™ͺ

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And is that...

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-β™ͺ Is it over β™ͺ

-[sniffs]

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...dandruff shampoo.

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[exhales sharply]

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β™ͺ Or are we finally coming alive β™ͺ

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Wait. This is a dream, isn't it?

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Look, if anyone here is dreaming, it's me.

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I mean, look at you.

You have the beauty of Priyanka Chopra,

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with the incisive intellect

of Ruth Bader Ginsburg.

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[sighs softly]

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[McEnroe] Yeah, of course it was a dream,

people.

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[grunts]

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You didn't think it'd be

that easy for her, did you?

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{\an8}β™ͺ Come closer β™ͺ

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And the whole time,

Paxton kept complimenting me

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and telling me

how much he respected me and stuff.

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{\an8}What do you think that means?

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{\an8}Devi, the reason I was enlisted

by your doctors and your mother

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{\an8}is to delve into some of the major events

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{\an8}that have happened in your life

over this last year.

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{\an8}Now, we've been seeing each other

for months,

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{\an8}and you still don't want to talk

about your father.

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{\an8}What's there to talk about?

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{\an8}He's dead. It made me sad.

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{\an8}Now I want to talk about a major event

that could happen this week!

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{\an8}Popping my cherry, Doc.

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{\an8}Oh, lord.

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{\an8}The statistical odds

that I would lose my virginity

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{\an8}to somebody that hot are incredibly low.

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{\an8}I ran the numbers with Fabiola.

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{\an8}I have a better chance

of being hit by a meteor.

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{\an8}I know. I got your Excel spreadsheet.

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{\an8}We could talk about my dead dad any time.

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{\an8}I'm in a very specific window right now.

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{\an8}I'm ready to bone.

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{\an8}If you were ready to bone,

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{\an8}you wouldn't use the phrase

"ready to bone."

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{\an8}And what's so special

about this boy, anyway?

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{\an8}[chuckles] Uh...

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{\an8}This.

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{\an8}-You can scroll.

-I'm not gonna scroll.

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{\an8}Trust me. Scroll.

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I'm not-- Damn!

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Is this kid on HGH?

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I know, right?

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{\an8}Point made.

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{\an8}[chuckles] But he is still a person

with feelings and problems.

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{\an8}[scoffs]

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{\an8}Hot people don't have problems.

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{\an8}I mean, I've seen the people

in your waiting room.

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No offense, but they're mostly uggos.

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{\an8}Uh, I do take offense to that.

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{\an8}Look, forget about Paxton.

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{\an8}In your current mental state,

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{\an8}losing your virginity to someone

you barely know

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{\an8}and who probably doesn't care about you--

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Is a great idea that you fully support?

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{\an8}[scoffs]

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{\an8}You know that's not

where I was going with that.

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Nice try.

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[sighs]

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Devi, I know you're upset.

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And I wronged you, and I'm sorry,

and I don't expect you to just forgive me,

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so I stayed up all night,

and I made a photo montage

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of our entire friendship

set to John Legend's "All of Me."

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It's all good. I forgive you.

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Okay, well, with your permission,

I'd still like to play it.

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-It took a long time, and--

-We're good.

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I'm happy for you and Oliver.

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[locker shuts]

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Oh, great.

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El and I agreed, we won't keep

any more secrets from you,

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even if the harsh truth puts you

in a wheelchair once again.

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Well, that's not gonna happen,

but I appreciate the sentiment.

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[Alex] Hey, Fab.

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I like your denim overalls.

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Fab, what was that? That was so sexy.

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Did you ask out Alex Gomez?

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I followed through

on your boyfriends plans,

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so, yes, Alex and I are going

to Wetzel's Pretzels this weekend.

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[gasps] What about you and Jonah?

Did you ask him out yet?

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I heard he works at Sephora

and loves giving makeovers.

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Actually, I've been talking

to someone else.

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Paxton Hall-Yoshida. Ever heard of him?

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[McEnroe] Devi told her friends

about her interaction with Paxton,

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but let's just say she wouldn't get points

for accuracy.

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["Tease" by Salt Cathedral playing]

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[exhales sharply]

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-[Devi] Yeah, it was so weird.

-[clears throat]

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I was just minding my own business,

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and then Paxton literally

pulls me aside, and is like...

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[in lower voice] "Hey, you're Devi, right?

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I think you're super cool and whip-smart.

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And if you're down with it,

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I want to get to know you better."

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And I was like...

[regular voice] Yeah. I mean, sure.

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I guess that could be cool.

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[sharp exhale]

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Yes!

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He said "whip-smart"?

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-[McEnroe] He absolutely did not.

-Yeah, he did.

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So if things go well,

I might start dating Paxton or something.

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I guess we'll have to see.

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[dreamy music playing]

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[chuckles]

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[Devi] Fab, are you paying attention?

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[music stops]

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Yep. Someone's dating Paxton.

[chuckles]

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Me. Fab, pay attention.

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Anyways, I'm gonna go contour my nose

before he sees me in class.

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Later.

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[McEnroe] Devi strode off,

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confident her friends had believed

this bullshit story.

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Fabiola and Eleanor were confident

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their friend had become

completely unhinged.

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[grunts]

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[grunts]

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-[Kamala] Nalini Maami?

-[speaks Tamil]

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No need to find me a sari to wear.

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I've selected a killer outfit

for my video call with Prashant's family.

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Okay. What is it?

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I'm in it.

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[laughs]

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That? That jeans and blazer?

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Are you crazy?

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A fashion segment on The Today Show

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said it was a fun way

to mix professional and casual.

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Yes, you look like

a careerist western woman,

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which you obviously are,

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but they don't need to know that... yet.

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Kamala, his family wants to see

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that you can cook, clean,

and cater to their son's needs.

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They basically want him

to marry his own mother.

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That sounds sexually confusing.

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It is, but this is just the wedding dance.

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After you get married,

you move to the United States,

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you can do whatever you want.

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-[both scream]

-[loud crash]

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[Nalini speaks Tamil]

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-Are you okay?

-[grunts] Okay, okay, okay, yeah.

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[sighs] I don't even know why

we have this stupid bike. It was Mohan's.

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I always hated it.

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[upbeat music playing]

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So, what do you think of my new hog?

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What is wrong with you?

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I gave you strict instructions

to buy a moderately-priced sedan.

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You did,

but I received other instructions...

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from California.

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-What?

-Come on, my love.

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We already have your car,

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and this will be our fun ride...

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[clicks tongue] for date nights.

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For date night?

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Who am I, Kate Hudson?

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Yes, and I am your Matthew McConnicky!

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You could sell it,

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and maybe we could put the money toward

turning the AC on every once in a while.

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Turn on the AC?

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There are people in Siberia

who'd kill to be this hot.

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[sighs] But yes,

perhaps I should sell this bike.

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[McEnroe] At lunch, Devi beelined it

to where she knew Paxton would be,

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the most intimidating place at school...

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the Hot Pocket.

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It was where all the best-looking guys

in school ate lunch.

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We're talking Marcus Jones.

We're talking Eddie Tan.

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Hell, we're talking Trent Harrison.

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But Devi was determined.

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So she swallowed her nerves

and walked right in...

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Ow. Goddamn it!

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...where she instantly got hit in the face

with a lanyard.

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-Did I just hit you?

-It's cool.

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Hey, Paxton, can I talk to you?

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[laughs] Okay.

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So I thought I would follow up

on our conversation from the other day

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and ask if you wanted to hang out later?

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Oh, oh, you mean, uh, like, have sex?

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Uh--

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Sure, uh, maybe... after school today

at my place?

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-[stammers] Today?

-Yeah.

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That's super soon, which is great.

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Soon is great. It's just...

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I have orchestra after school today,

so I can't.

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But maybe later this week?

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I don't know. Maybe.

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Okay, great.

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We'll compare calendars tomorrow

or something.

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We'll figure it out. Later, skater.

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What?

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[musical instruments playing discordantly]

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Greetings, musicians.

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I hope your summer didn't go by

too allegro.

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Forget it.

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I'd like to welcome back Devi V,

our star harpist.

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As you all know,

Devi had a really bad year.

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We all did, considering what we had

to witness at the spring concert.

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You remember what it was.

No need to...

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[inhales deeply] spell it out.

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When Devi's dad... died.

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Anyway, welcome back, Devi!

Let's jam.

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Mr. Chan, it smells like shit over here.

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What? No, it doesn't.

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Yeah, it does.

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It smells like there is actual shit

in this room.

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There's not.

The room was cleaned over the summer.

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Okay. Well, what about those vents?

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Did they clean those vents

over the summer?

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There could be shit up there.

You don't know.

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Eric, enough. We're playing.

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Strings, lead us in.

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[class starts to play]

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[playing continues]

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[Eric] Mr. Chan, I can't play like this!

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You come over here and sniff,

and tell me there's not shit nearby.

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-Goddamn it, Eric!

-[Eric] What?

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I'm gonna barf in my tuba. [retches]

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[students chattering]

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Paxton!

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Hey. I can actually come now.

That scheduling conflict I had cleared up.

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-Cool. Get in.

-Okay.

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[upbeat music playing]

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[car starts]

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Holy shit.

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Twist.

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[funky music playing]

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[McEnroe] Being inside Paxton's garage

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was like getting an intimate window

into his mind.

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[door opens]

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[speaks Japanese]

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[McEnroe] Whoa, Paxton speaks Japanese?

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Guess his last name makes more sense now.

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Bye.

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Sorry. That was my grandpa.

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Can I get you a drink?

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Sure. Do you have any chocolate--

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Ah.

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Beer. You read my mind.

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All right. Well, my mom will be home soon,

so... better get to it.

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[inhales deeply]

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[beer thuds to floor]

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Oh.

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Just so you know,

I have to shave my chest for swimming,

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so the stubble might, like,

irritate your skin a little bit.

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β™ͺ Is it over... β™ͺ

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[gasp softly] Oh, god.

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β™ͺ Or are we finally... β™ͺ

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You know what? I just remembered.

I have to go home,

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because I have a package coming

that I need to sign for.

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[McEnroe] Devi was panicking

and pretty bad at coming up with excuses.

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-Word.

-Yeah.

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It's medication for my mom's... polio.

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-[McEnroe] Good lord.

-Yeah, so...

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-Ow. Goddamn it!

-Oh, shit. Are you okay?

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Yep, I'm fine.

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Are you sure? You're... bleeding.

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It's chill. I'll see you tomorrow.

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[winces]

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[McEnroe] Well, this certainly was not

the walk of shame Devi was hoping for.

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And now, her day

was only about to get worse.

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[chatter]

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What the--?

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Uh...

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What the hell's going on here?

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Devi, is that any way to greet your mother

and your neighbor?

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Andrew here was just thinking

of buying Dad's old moped.

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What? You can't sell it.

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I'm almost 16. I could drive it.

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Then every year,

I can go leave flowers

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on the part of the highway

where you died in a horrible accident.

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But it's Dad's.

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He wouldn't want you to sell it

to a discount Luke Wilson.

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-Oh, I know Luke. He's a great guy.

-Shut up.

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Dad's not here. It's my call.

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Mom, you're being such a bitch!

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Yeah, you better go to your room

before I give you a smack!

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[door slams]

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Smacking is still an acceptable punishment

in many minority cultures.

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Sorry, we don't have Bagel Bites tonight.

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My mom's super pissed at me,

and now she won't make us any snacks,

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despite the fact that Bagel Bites, like,

help us study!

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[Nalini] You should've thought

about your Bagel Bites

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before you called me a bitch!

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-[scoffs] Oh, okay.

-Look,

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we want to talk about

a different type of snack.

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Paxton H-Y.

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We saw you drive off with him today.

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Did you guys hook up?

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Is his penis as big as it looks

in those gray sweatpants?

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It's like he's smuggling

a pepper grinder in there.

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Yeah, like one of those tubes

of Pillsbury cookie dough.

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Yum, yum.

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Right, guys?

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[Devi] It was bad.

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It's like, I think about sex 24/7,

but I don't really know how to do it.

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In the movies, you always see the girl

kiss her way down a guy's body,

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but then, she moves off-screen.

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Is she stopping at the penis,

or kissing all the way to the foot?

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-Penis.

-Foot.

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See? I thought I was ready,

but maybe I'm not.

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Wait. We are smart,

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and idiots are banging all the time.

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If they can do it,

we can learn how to do it too.

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[upbeat techno music playing]

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[exhaling deeply]

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[inhaling deeply]

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[exhaling deeply]

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Missionary.

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Reverse cowgirl.

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The love seat.

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Snowmanning.

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Jolly Roger?

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The Trust Bird.

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[McEnroe] Hey, this was

really uncomfortable for me to watch.

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[sighs] Hmm.

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[scribbling]

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[clears throat]

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How is... the weather?

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Good.

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How is the weather for you?

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Southern California. Can't complain.

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-[Kamala laughs]

-[laughs]

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What's interesting about me is...

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I'm in a six-year research program

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to find preventative treatment

for Lyme disease.

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We've had a recent breakthrough,

and it's--

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Namaskaar, Maami, Maama.

What she loves to do is cook.

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Kamala, tell them about some

of your favorite recipes.

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-Tater-tot nachos.

-Hup-up-up.

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What she meant to say was

sambar, idli, dosa.

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All the classics.

You name it, she can cook it.

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Except meat.

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I do eat eggs.

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-[Nalini laughs]

-[gasps]

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[laughs] She's joking.

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It's just a catchphrase of one of her

favorite characters on American TV.

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"I do eat eggs. I do eat eggs."

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-That's how she says.

-I do eat eggs.

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[chuckles nervously]

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You shouldn't wear so much makeup.

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It'll collect on your mustache.

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At least I can grow a mustache.

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My doctor says any day now.

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Who are you trying to impress?

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Not that it's any of your business,

but I'm kind of seeing someone,

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and I have a date after school.

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[scoffs]

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Devi, the only person you're seeing

is your therapist,

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because you went straight-up psycho

and couldn't walk for three months.

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Oh, yeah?

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Well, I won't be able

to walk again tomorrow,

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because I'm about to go get railed.

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Peace out, virgin.

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Yeah, you can come see the bike

whenever you want,

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and yes, it's in perfect condition,

not one scratch.

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Okay, bye.

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["I Sink I Sink" by Living Hour playing]

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β™ͺ I sink, I sink... β™ͺ

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Hey, we already have one perfect daughter.

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That is all we need.

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Our family is complete.

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Why don't we go outside? Hmm?

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Take some fresh air.

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It'll make you feel better.

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I don't want to feel better.

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Trust me.

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β™ͺ ...think of reality β™ͺ

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Oh, oh, oh.

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There is nothing to worry about, my love!

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I had the bike blessed at the temple.

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[music fades]

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[McEnroe] Devi had prepared all she could,

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just like I did for the US Open Final

in '84 when I won in straight sets.

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[grunts]

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But if she was gonna win her first major,

she had to put her game face on.

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[scooter thuds to floor]

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[sighs] Okay, Devi. You can do this.

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You can do sex.

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It's like riding a bike...

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except the bike is a man.

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-'Sup?

-[yells]

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[pants]

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I'm just finishing up a run.

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Okay, cool.

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So do you need to stretch or something,

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or are you good to just go

into your garage and have sex with me?

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Um...

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I'm good to go to the garage.

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[sniffs]

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So, here we are...

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about to pleasure each other.

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But before I can rock your world,

I need to freshen up.

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Can you point me in the direction

of the ladies' room?

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I wouldn't wanna pee

in the middle of doing it.

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Yeah, that'd be bad.

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-First door on the right.

-Thanks.

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["Dancing (Downtown)" by Yacht playing]

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β™ͺ Doing it β™ͺ

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β™ͺ All over β™ͺ

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β™ͺ All over again β™ͺ

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[spits]

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β™ͺ Pretty face, can you do it? β™ͺ

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β™ͺ We've got it made β™ͺ

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[sniffs]

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β™ͺ You'll be down β™ͺ

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β™ͺ You'll be downtown β™ͺ

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[sighs]

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β™ͺ Dancing β™ͺ

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β™ͺ Welcome to your pleasure β™ͺ

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β™ͺ Pleasure β™ͺ

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β™ͺ Just don't make a... β™ͺ

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[yells] Jesus Christ!

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[winces]

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-[knocking on door]

-[girl] Are you okay?

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I heard you yell.

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I'm Paxton's sister.

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I dropped my phone in the toilet.

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It's clean now. It dried fast.

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Oh, okay.

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Hey, can you help me with something?

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Uh, sure.

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I'm going to the movies with my friends.

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Which pair of jeans is the fiercest?

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Oh.

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For sure the distressed ones.

They look hot.

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Yeah, I got them at Old Navy.

I work there.

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Cool. I got fired from retail.

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They said my hands were too sweaty

to fold clothes.

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So are you Paxton's new girlfriend?

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You think I look like one

of Paxton's girlfriends?

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No.

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Because you don't look like a skank.

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-Damn, girl. Savage burn.

-Thanks.

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I'm Rebecca.

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I'm Devi. It's nice to meet you.

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What are you doing?

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Becca, I thought you were at work.

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I switched with Lisa.

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She gets her braces off tomorrow.

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You said you were just going

to the bathroom. What the hell?

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Wait. Are you mad at me or something?

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[sighs]

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Have fun at the movies.

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[Rebecca] Nice to meet you.

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Why are you sneaking around my house

and talking to my sister?

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Was I not supposed to?

I didn't even know you had a sister.

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Oh, you think I'm hiding her now,

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because I'm embarrassed of her,

or something?

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-No, I didn't say that.

-Okay.

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I don't think this is gonna work.

All right, you should probably just go.

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[sighs]

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[sighs]

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["All Yours" by Widowspeak playing]

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[Nalini] Devi, let's go!

Traffic is heavier than usual!

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There was a dead body found on the 101.

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β™ͺ I stopped looking... β™ͺ

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Paxton, can I talk to you?

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[laughs]

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[chatter]

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[Fabiola] Oh, my God!

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Were you just at the Hot Pocket

with Paxton?

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Because you-- Oh, my double God.

You don't even have to say another word.

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I can already tell

you're not a virgin anymore.

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-You're glowing.

-No, um...

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Devi, this is amazing.

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You just went from the person in school

that everyone felt sad for

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to the person in school

that everyone is gonna be jealous of.

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[McEnroe] And there it was, the truth.

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Everyone pitied her.

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And if Devi came clean now,

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she'd be back to being nothing more

than the school's sob story.

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Yeah. No, it's crazy.

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I can't believe I'm a woman now.

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It feels totally different.

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[Alex] Hey, Fabiola.

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Can't wait to hit up

Wetzel's P's with you this weekend.

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Same.

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Oh, my God.

​

We basically all have boyfriends now.

Can you believe our lives?

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[sighs]

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[McEnroe] Devi was rattled.

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For a girl who always knew

all the answers,

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she didn't know what to do.

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How could she make things right

with Paxton if he wouldn't talk to her?

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-He was less than two feet away, but--

-[teacher] Devi.

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I asked you a question.

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[McEnroe] Oh, shit. Apparently,

Mr. Shapiro asked Devi a question.

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I missed it too.

I was talking to you guys.

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Name seven groups

the Nazis wanted to exterminate.

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Oh, um...

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the Jews, the disabled,

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Freemasons, bench republicans,

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the queer community, Jehovah's Witnesses,

and, um...

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Uh...

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May I, Mr. Shapiro?

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Yeah.

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It's the Romani people, Mr. Shapiro.

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[Mr. Shapiro]

That's right, Ben. Good work.

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It's okay, Devi.

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I know how hard it is

to memorize seven facts.

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[quietly] Yeah, well,

I wish the Nazis would kill you, so...

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Devi, what was that?

​

Yeah, Devi, please share your mumble

with the rest of the class.

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I said I wished the Nazis would kill Ben.

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[class gasps]

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-[boy] Man...

-[girl] Oh, shoot.

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What the hell, Devi?

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You can't just go around wishing Nazis

would kill classmates.

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Especially ones who are...

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-Jews?

-Yes, exactly. Your words.

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Devi, apologize to Ben right now!

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-I'm sorry.

-You're gonna have to do better than that.

​

I'm sorry. I'm just messed-up.

​

I'm just a messed-up person

who ruins everything

​

and will never find happiness.

​

And why should I? I don't deserve love.

​

I'm a rude teenager,

who disrespects her mother.

​

I wish I was the dead body on the 101.

​

Okay, that was dark.

​

[inhales]

​

Principal Grubbs, if it's okay with you,

I'd like not to press charges.

​

Okay, we really

weren't discussing that, Ben.

​

Um...

​

So why don't you two work it out...

​

and don't tell your parents. Okay?

​

Ben, I'm really sorry.

I don't want Nazis to kill you.

​

It's okay.

​

I could tell something bigger

was bothering you.

​

Besides being pwned

by your intellectual superior.

​

I'm assuming the date didn't go well?

​

Everyone thinks Shira

and I are this perfect power couple

​

going to fundraisers at restaurants

owned by Lisa Vanderpump.

​

She's one of my dad's clients.

​

Yeah, that comes up a weird amount.

​

Yeah, but my point is,

even Shira and I have our ups and downs,

​

but we make it work.

​

'Cause I push her intellectually,

and her hotness elevates me socially.

​

You're gross, Gross.

​

But thanks.

​

[locker shuts]

​

[kissing]

​

Steve, wait. We can no longer date.

​

What?

​

It's complicated,

​

but my parents want me

to be with someone else.

​

[sighs]

​

Is it because I coach

a really bad track team?

​

CalTech's not known

for having great athletes.

​

Most of my team

​

-are too embarrassed to wear shorts.

-No, that's not it.

​

My parents don't know about you...

at all.

​

But we've been dating for three months.

​

And they have been three terrific months.

​

You have shown me so many fantastic places

in the city.

​

The Hollywood sign, Venice Beach,

Olive Garden.

​

But I have a duty to my family.

I'm sorry.

​

Goodbye, Steve.

​

["Come And Go" by Brighter Later playing]

​

[phone buzzes]

​

[Eleanor] Proud of you for boning Paxton!

​

β™ͺ And soon β™ͺ

​

β™ͺ There are leaves β™ͺ

​

Mom, I'm hungry!

​

There's no food in here,

except for popcorn,

​

chips, hummus, and leftovers, and stuff.

​

Mom, where are you?

​

I know you're here. Your car is outside.

​

Mom!

​

β™ͺ And when you show β™ͺ

​

β™ͺ The shapes you pose β™ͺ

​

β™ͺ Count the ways β™ͺ

​

β™ͺ I see you move β™ͺ

​

[music fades]

​

Kamala, this lemonade is too sour.

​

Then don't drink it!

​

-Jeez. Sorry.

-[door opens]

​

I've decided, we're keeping the moped.

​

Not for Devi. For my personal use.

​

The keys will be hidden.

End of discussion.

​

And furthermore,

​

if you ever use the B-word with me again,

​

not only will you never drive the moped,

​

you will never drive, period.

​

Because you will be dead.

​

I understand. I'm so sorry.

​

I'm very excited for taco night.

​

Mm.

​

Kamala, the lemonade is a bit too sour.

​

Excuse me for caring

about this family's sugar intake!

​

[scribbling]

​

Devi, there's a boy here to see you.

​

[exhales]

​

-Hey.

-Hi.

​

Let's talk over here.

​

I wanted to say I'm sorry for yesterday.

​

I'm just kind of protective of my sister.

​

She used to get bullied pretty bad...

​

even by people I thought were my friends.

​

I guess I've always been

a little too protective.

​

Like, when my parents first adopted her,

​

I used to sit by her bed every night

with a Nerf gun.

​

That's why our cat only has one eye now.

​

Paxton, I would never make fun

of your sister.

​

She's super fashionable

and way cooler than me.

​

-[both laugh]

-[knocking]

​

-No laughing.

-Mom!

​

I'm so sorry about your polio,

Doctor Vishwakumar.

​

What?

​

Well, thanks for the apology.

​

If we're cool,

should we meet in your garage tomorrow?

​

Actually, I don't think

that's a good idea anymore.

​

It just got weird, you know?

​

[scoffs] Yeah, sure.

I was gonna say the same thing too.

​

Okay.

​

Well, uh... I'll see you at school.

​

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