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[light music]

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- Hey, Cory. - Hey, pal.

Oh, hey, Frankie.

Didn't know you were still here.

- Hey, Cory. - Hey, Cory?

Can Frankie and I have some of your benzo...

Benzodia... - Benzodiazepine?

Well, what for? - Well, Frank for fun,

and me for anxiety.

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- All right, but just one each.

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Up-pup-pup-up.

So, this anxiety you're feeling,

does this have anything to do

with your big Valentine's date tonight?

- [sighs] I really love this girl.

She's got me all twisted up.

- And she has really nice feet. - God, shut up, Frank.

That's all you talk about, is her feet.

That's all you talk about. It's kind of weird.

- Okay. Frankie, would you mind

giving Donny and I a second, please?

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- Sorry, Frank. I didn't...

Cory, can I get another benzodiazepine, please?

Please?

- Put your hands down.

Both of them.

- [sighs]

- Now, Sport, you've been with lots of women,

and I've never seen you like this.

What about this one's got you so twisted up?

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- She's got it going on. - Oh.

I see. - Plus there's so much pressure

on Valentine's Day to have the perfect date.

I just know I'm gonna blow it.

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Hey, Cor?

Have you ever blown it?

- Yeah.

Once.

Valentine's day, fifth grade.

I had the biggest crush on Lillian Maholick.

Well, we were supposed to go together

to see the movie, "Congo."

I was so nervous, I forgot to reserve

my ticket in advance.

And by the time I got down there,

they were already sold out.

"Congo" had been cross promoting with Taco Bell,

so the line was wrapped around the building.

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So I went in front of the movie theater.

Lillian bought her ticket in advance,

so she was inside watching the movie.

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Well, when the movie got out, there she was...

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Holding hands with James.

The cool Sri Lankan foreign exchange student.

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But, look, the point is,

stress is, uh...

You know, uh...

It's not good. Here.

Don't tell Frank I gave you this,

but just take one for the road.

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And wash it down with a little bit of that.

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- Coming up next on TBS, "Congo."

- Oh. What are you guys doing?

- We're watching "Congo."

Well, are you excited for your big date, or what?

- Oh, you got a date tonight?

What are you guys gonna do?

- Oh, we're gonna go to dinner and then go catch a movie.

- A dinner and a movie.

Well, that sounds like a perfect Valentine's Day to me.

- Where'd you make your reservations?

- Oh, I didn't make a reservation.

Figure I'll just pick her up and see where she wants to go.

- Y-You didn't make a dinner reservation?

- No.

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- You didn't make a dinner reservation on Valentine's Day?

- Every place is gonna be all booked up.

There's not gonna be a table in town.

- [chuckles] No.

- You're not gonna have any place to eat.

- No, you're just playing.

- I ain't playing with you, Sport.

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- Oh, no.

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I blew it.

- Well, look, what...

What time does your movie start?

- 11:00.

- Well, I'll tell you what.

Why don't you go pick up your date and bring her back here?

You guys can hang out until your movie starts.

And we can pause "Congo" for you.

I know you like the part where they shoot the monkeys

with the lasers.

- Yeah, okay.

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- And Sport?

If you two get hungry,

I'm sure me and the guys can whip up something for dinner.

[indistinct speech on TV]

- Okay.

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[bell rings]

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- [laughs]

- [chattering]

[shattering]

- ♪ If you need me ♪

♪ I'll always be around ♪

♪ If you're down, count on me ♪

♪ For now ♪

♪ The flavors change ♪

♪ But seasons never do ♪

♪ Hey, I'll do me ♪

♪ And you do you ♪

♪ The summer haze ♪

♪ The jazzy blues ♪ [applause]

♪ What comes and goes, my boy ♪

♪ Goes much too soon ♪

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[sour horn note]

- Donny.

The movie starts in five minutes.

I don't want to miss the trailers.

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- Kate?

- You blew it, Donny.

Could have had this.

Come on, James.

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- Donny, wake up.

Wake up, pal.

Pal, wake up.

Donny, wake up.

Hey, there you are.

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- Cory?

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Frankie?

Kevin?

Fox.

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Oh, my God. What happened?

- Well, remember those anxiety pills I gave you?

Well, those were actually sleeping pills.

I guess I got my drug pockets mixed up.

Anyway, I think it hit your system

as soon as you came down the stairs,

and we started talking about reservations,

and then you just passed out in this chair.

- Oh, my God. I didn't make a reservation.

- It's okay, pal. We took care of it.

- Yeah. My homie pulled some strings.

We got you a table at Little Dom's.

- And I made a bouquet.

I thought you might wanna give it to your date.

- I gave you a shoulder massage while you slept

so you won't be tense for your date.

You were real tight.

- Well, thanks, guys.

You know, I really thought I blew it.

- Donny, you didn't blow anything.

You're just taking Valentine's Day too seriously.

It's not supposed to be about stress

and having the perfect night.

It's supposed to be about love.

Showing the world, "Hey, I got something

not everybody's got."

And if you forget that, well,

you end up not getting to watch a movie like "Congo"

and having your girl taken by some cool Sri Lankan kid.

- Hey, go get your lady.

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- And Sport?

If your table falls through,

you can always bring her back here.

I'm sure me and the guys could whip something up.

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- I'll keep that in mind.

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- Hey, pal. - Hey, Cory.

- Up-pup-pup-up. Come downstairs.

- Hmm? - What's that behind your ear?

- What are you talking about? - That ear.

Lift your hair. Fold down your ear.

What's behind it?

- My ear? What the...

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- Is that a toothpick? - Well, I just had

a chicken club with the guys.

- Mm-hmm. - Whenever I take it out

of the sandwich, I deal with it later,

so I just put it behind my ear.

I'll toss it away in the trash upstairs in the bathroom.

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Mmm. It's good.

This new sriracha jerky's good. - Good?

It's the best. - It's pretty bomb.

- What's wrong?

- Got some jerky stuck in my teeth.

- Don't even stress. I got just what you need.

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- Oh. - You should probably

take one, too, Frankie.

- Nah, Brent. I'm good.

- You sure? - I said I'm good.

- Suit yourself.

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- You probably got all that jerky out of your teeth

by now, right?

- I did, but I'm liking this new flavor, though.

- That's tea tree oil. It promotes gum health.

- And it gives me the confidence to eat more jerky.

- All right, that's it. I'm out of here.

- Later, Frank. - Later.

- What? What's stuck up his tooth?

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- What's up? Is everybody here for game night?

- Donny, come on over. Have a seat.

- What are you doing over here, Dr. Demarsh?

- Well, I'm here because, uh,

your friends asked me to be here.

Just seems that your relationship to toothpicks

is affecting your relationship to those closest to you.

- Okay.

I get it. It's actually a good call.

Thanks for coming by. It does mean a lot.

- Oh, so we're good.

- He's manipulating us.

- I told you this wasn't gonna work.

He thinks he's better than us. - What I think Cory's trying

to articulate... and he can't because he's too enraged...

Is that using toothpicks makes you look arrogant.

- Yeah, it just makes us feel like

we don't wanna kick it with you anymore.

- I haven't wanted to kick it with you

for quite some time now.

- So you all think I look arrogant?

- Donny, listen to me.

My daddy used to pick.

And I couldn't understand a word he said.

Everything was garbled.

I couldn't stand it when we ate corn on the cob

because I knew exactly what was gonna happen.

- It doesn't affect my speech.

- Let me hear you say, "I love you, pumpkin."

- I love you, pumpkin.

- Oh, my God.

It sounds just like him.

- You sound just like daddy.

- All right.

I will take the toothpick...

- Now you look even more arrogant.

- Whoa, calm down. - I mean, he just doesn't...

Andie, he doesn't get it.

- Donny, what I think Cory is trying to articulate...

Um, and he can't really get it out

because he's seething with anger, teeming with fury...

Is that when you have it in your mouth and you take it out,

it places special emphasis on what's about to come out

of your mouth. As if somehow

that is the most important thing in the world.

And we all know... It ain't.

- Donny, my boy.

I know we used to use toothpicks together,

but we were young and stupid.

So I stopped. But you couldn't.

When you tried those cinnamon toothpicks,

I knew you were hooked.

You started entering a different life.

Becoming a different fool.

And that made me feel hopeless.

So I just wanna say that we all really care about you.

[piano music]

Actually found this photo on Instagram

you should take a look at.

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- Who is this?

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- That ain't you, my boy.

- That ain't you, my boy. - That ain't you, my boy.

- That ain't you, my boy.

- I do look arrogant.

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[sighs]

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- This ends now.

- What do you want me to do with that?

Make 100 club sandwiches?

- You're gonna build a temple, and you're gonna burn it down.

- It's about ritual.

Repetition brings us forward.

Birthdays. Homecomings.

Bonfires.

What we wanna do is take your worst element,

give it a form and a shape,

destroy that form and shape,

giving us ash that we can stand over,

leaving a clear path for you to proceed forward.

Not backwards.

You're in a cycle right now.

You are grit on a train wheel.

- Oh, you... [sniffs]

Oh, there's a couple cinnamon ones, too, in there.

- Go forward into the light. Into the night.

Fight a tiger. Drink camel's milk.

Have a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, if you want.

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How big is the problem now?

It's nothing but dust.

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