All language subtitles for Sweet-Vicious - 01x03 - Sucker.W4F.HI.C

So here we got the heavy bag,

and there's the speed bag,
'cause I did my research.

You mean you watched "Creed"?

Hey, sometimes business
and pleasure mix, Thomas.

[fists smack]

Yay, okay, I actually think

you're gonna be pretty
impressed with my skills.

You know, I watched a
lot of kung fu movies,

kind of all up in here "Matrix" style.

[rock music]

[grunting]

Ah.

Yeah, that's what I thought.

Training starts tomorrow.

Yup, sounds good.

Choose your target,

keep your eyes locked on it,

and then throw.

You need to look at
where you're throw...

[knife thwacks]

♪

[grunting]

♪

[grunts]

Oh, I hate you.

♪

[smacks]

♪

_

[electricity crackles]

[crickets chirping]

[panting]

Hey, can you come get me?

I'm near Leimert Hall.

I didn't want to, but
he didn't listen to me.

He held me down, and it's so bad.

[sobbing]

It hurts, Jenny.

No, no, no, no, no.

I... I can't... I can't go to the nurse.

I don't want anyone to know.

Jenny, I'm really scared.

[sobbing]

Yeah.

You don't have to cry for me.

[sobbing]

His name was...

his name was Max.

♪

♪ I'll go crazy ♪

Let's get this sucker.

♪

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♪ You're going to the party ♪

♪ Yeah, you're
going to the show ♪

So I say we meet here
later tonight at about 9:00.

I have a couple beers,
obviously not you.

What's your vice?

I'm getting, like, a
sugar cookie vibe from you.

Ooh, maybe a digestive
biscuit. What do you say?

We're not pregaming a takedown.

All right, Mom, I'm just
trying to have a little fun.

Oh, you think what we're doing is fun?

No.

[quietly] But yes.

So I don't know Max personally,

but apparently he attacked
this girl that he met on Mate.

Way to ruin a good thing, Max.

[phone chimes]

[sighs]

Why the ghost treatment?
I thought you liked Tyler.

I do. I just...

We killed his brother.

That's kind of a deal breaker.

I have to go study.

I'm practically failing statistics.

Kennedy's so scared I'm
gonna lose my scholarship,

she didn't even argue
when I said I had to miss

a huge event at the house today.

I can help.

I mean, I did get an A

in advanced statistics freshman year,

and I can explain
fractionals using M&Ms.

Fine.

But I want the pretzel ones.

I know you're not trying

to cut into my me time with this ish.

I need to finish getting ready.

What's there to finish, huh?

You look amazing.

You always look amazing.

[laughs]

Kennedy, Leslie's almost here!

- Wait, wait, wait.
- I can be fast.

[laughs] Oh, really?

- Yeah. Come on.
- [laughs] No.

I will give you all
the time in the world...

later.

Oh, make sure that we
have plenty of copies

of Leslie's book, "Yes, Girl."

Coach wants us at his table
for the lunch tomorrow.

Got it. No mimosas with my frittata.

[scoffs]

Get out.

[laughs]

Okay, the house is all cleaned up.

The bongs are in the bong closet.

The pledges forgot to
pick up the crudités.

Can you guys go get some?

Leslie's gonna be here any minute.

We have pizza.

We can't serve Leslie Garner pizza.

She's been on "Oprah."

What's going on?

Why are you guys
looking at us like that?

I'm doing an extra credit assignment.

You're getting extra credit
for meeting Leslie Garner?

For what class, business strategy?

I want extra credit.

We took mushrooms.

Don't worry, we timed it out

so they won't kick in
until after... Leslie...

- Are you kidding me?
- Both: Oh...

You guys, this is
really important to me.

I have been waiting for two years

to get Leslie Garner
to come speak to us.

- [doorbell rings]
- Oh, my God.

Okay, that's her.

Gaby, Fiona... okay, yeah, yeah, yeah,

you need to go to the
record store, okay?

Jules is gonna look after you.

No, no, no, this way,
this way, this way.

Thank you, Mackenzie.

Okay.

Oh, I found the girl that Max attacked.

I'm leaving.

My law journal essay is due tomorrow.

I'm gonna strip down to my Calvins,

put on some DeBarge, and
get real with my ideas.

Oh, shoot, we have to reschedule.

Gaby and Fiona took mushrooms,

and Kennedy wants me to babysit.

But we have to study.

A lot of studying to do.

[bell jingles]

Am I making this music,

or is it coming from a speaker?

It's coming from our hearts.

So beautiful.

I have to hug you.

[both sighing and moaning]

Nope. Mm-mm. Mm-mm.

Come on.

Jules has a huge test tonight,

and your paper isn't due until tomorrow.

It won't take that long,
maybe an hour or two.

Kind of depends on how
many mushrooms they took.

[laughing]

Probably three. Pack your things.

No, do not pack your things.

I will pay you $300.

I don't want your money.

Thank you, Harris.

Boop!

Don't boop me.

Sorry, Harris.

Harris, come join us. Fiona's dancing.

- [laughing]
- Damn.

So here's what I found.

Couple weeks ago,

Max went on a Mate date
with this girl, Jessie.

They texted back and forth a bit.

"Hi, you're hot," you know, deep stuff.

Then they set up a time to meet.

A day after the meeting,

she asked him if he
wants to go get coffee,

'cause she wants to talk,
and clearly the vibe wasn't,

"Let's talk about how
awesome things were."

He never responded,

but that doesn't necessarily mean

he sexually assaulted her,

so just to be safe, I walked
through her digital life.

I found this one.

Something happened

the other night,

and I keep

going through every
moment in my head,

trying to understand
what happened.

I mean, he was so sweet,

and he gave me his jacket

when I was cold.

And I keep thinking,

"Did I send mixed signals?"

I liked how he smelled,

and the little
heart-shaped birthmark

on his collarbone.

He asked me to go
to Leimert Hall,

and I said yes.

I'm so stupid.

[crying]

Maybe... maybe this is my fault.

He held me down in
that gross bathroom,

and I can still
feel the concrete.

I'm sorry.

Are you okay?

[dramatic music]

♪

[choking]

Oh, my gosh, are you okay?

I will be.

In a minute, once my...
my windpipe reforms.

I'm so sorry.

Oh, my gosh, you have
incredible reflexes.

You can't compliment me.

I just punched you in the throat.

Seriously, that was as impressive

as it was painful, ow.

[clears throat]

I, um...

I'm sorry I haven't been
returning any of your texts.

I just... I've been really busy,

and now I've just punched
you, and I feel awful.

I won't press charges

if you let me walk with you.

That seems like a fair deal.

Okay.

So you... you grew
up in Westport, right?

Yeah, yeah, born and raised.

I actually stole a pack of
gum from this hardware store

when I was seven.

Yeah, my mom made me
return it and apologize.

Oh, yeah, the forced
apology. It's so humiliating.

Will you give me just a second?

Of course.

What's going on, man?

Carter never showed to make a statement.

Yeah, and I haven't talked
to him in over a week.

All right? You know the guy.

He's probably off on a bender somewhere.

Okay, well, he's got to
show up sometime, right?

[sighs] Thanks.

Hey, I'm so sorry.

It's okay.

You know, that looked heavy.

I'm just... I'm gonna go.

It was, uh... it was nice to see you.

Hey, are you still home?

Where are you? We need to talk.

[light rock music]

♪ Outside the Wall ♪

♪ Plays on our♪

We have a Carter problem.

Hold on. Look.

Max Conner.

He's like the spring break of people.

I set up a bunch of fake Mate profiles.

Once he swipes right, we can tell him

where and when we want to meet.

Did you even hear me before?

The police are looking for Carter.

I couldn't hear the whole
conversation, but I...

I think it's about the rape accusations.

I mean, if the police are
gonna try to talk to him,

then Tyler's gonna try and find Carter.

You just spit, like,
right into my mouth.

I have to show you
something, but you please...

please don't get mad at me.

Um... whose phone is that?

Carter's.

I snagged it off of him

when we laid him in his
final resting place...

that and 40 bucks I found in his pocket.

Stealing from the dead... nice.

Oh, come on, where is he gonna spend it?

It's not like they have
Natty Light in hell.

- [sighs]
- Actually, they might.

Look, before you start yelling
at me, please just listen.

As long as the phone is in the cage,

I can turn it on,

and then I can program it to
say it's anywhere in the world

we want it to say just
in case it's being traced.

And now I can take it out of the cage.

Wow.

Okay.

Carter being in trouble with the law

actually works in our favor.

You know, we can say that he was spooked

with the cops looking for him

and decided to run away.

There's a lot of pictures of
him snowboarding in Canada.

What's their deal with extradition?

Oh, there's no charges against Carter,

so extradition doesn't matter.

The problem is is that
Tyler is looking for Carter.

You know, I just... I
don't feel good about this.

Sending Tyler a text as his dead brother

feels kind of twisted, even for us.

Okay, fine, we can
always go with option two:

life in prison.

[sighs]

Fine.

[phone chimes]

_

Back...

off.

You know what's not cool?

Licking a grown man's face.

Sorry.

Your face looked like a lollipop,

but the drugs wore off.

- Are you writing a legal brief?
- No.

I'm writing an essay to
get onto the law journal

about the race bias

within the local police force.

Are you using these cases
to support your thesis?

'Cause they don't work.

Whoever attacked Skinny Jeff
took his wallet and his watch.

Tommy Cope and Will
Powell weren't robbed.

It's a different crime.

Your control group is wrong.

"Floyd et. al versus
The City of New York."

That'd be a better case to cite.

That's a stop-and-frisk case.

Mm. But it establishes bias.

Hmm.

How do you know all this?

I'm pre-law,

and my mom is a Federal Circuit judge.

Melinda Price.

The Honorable Melinda Price is your mom?

Have you read her
interpretation of Prop H?

"The court vigorously rejects

that corporations have
more of a right..."

"To safe, secure housing

than individual citizens."

[laughs]

I have to admit,

I'm very attracted to you right now.

I've always been attracted to you.

So, yeah.

Thanks for helping me.

FYI:

there are no drapes.

Do you mean "There is no carpet"?

I'm shaved.

[squeaks]

Want to see some fake Mate profiles

I created to bait Max?

Now, he is into some real basic bitches.

This is Amber.

Amber likes sunset photos on Instagram,

hairless cats, and being real.

I like sunset pictures on Instagram.

This is Ashley.

Now, Ashley likes binge drinking

and hanging out with
other girls named Ashley.

[scoffs]

[phone chimes]

Ooh.

It's from Tyler.

Damn, he really likes you.

He's so gonna confide
in you about Carter.

It's perfect.

Uh, no, it's not perfect.

The guy I like is related
to the guy that we murdered.

I feel like I'm gonna be sick.

[phone chimes]

I got it. [laughing]

Oh, it's from Tyler. Double duty.

"Hey, man, you can't run
away from your problems.

You have to come home."

"Sorry, bro, no can do."

[phone chimes]

It's like a symphony
of dysfunction in here.

Max swiped right on Ashley.

You know,

this could really distract us

from all the Carter stuff.

There's really nothing like
an old-fashioned ass beating.

You down?

[phone buzzing]

Hello?

Hey, Leslie.

[whispers] It's Leslie Garner.

Um...

What about dinner?

Okay.

Yeah, then lunch it is.

Okay, thanks.

You... you got to be kidding me.

I'm so sorry.

You didn't even mention to her

that you have my luncheon?

I can't tell Leslie Garner

about your football luncheon, Nate.

She doesn't care. [laughs]

Well, what about you? Do you care?

Of course.

Nate, of course I care,

but I mean, this is a
huge opportunity for me.

She wants to talk about my future.

Being named team captain is
a once-in-a-lifetime thing,

unless it happens again next year.

I shouldn't have to plead my case.

Okay, but what is this?

Is there something else going
on that I don't know about?

No!

You're my girlfriend,
and I want you there.

What do you think it looks
like if I show up without you?

Oh, okay, so, um...

so I'm supposed to give up on something

that's really important to me,

why, because you're Nate Griffin,

Wolverines quarterback?

You know what, I'm sorry you feel hurt,

but this is a meaningful
opportunity for me,

and I'm gonna take it.

My stomach feels really
weird, and I don't know

if it's nerves or my burrito ultimo.

Jules?

Jules, are you out here?

Is that Kennedy?

What is she doing here?

All the sisters have
the Find My Friends app.

I forgot to turn it off.

Just... just stay here
and don't do anything.

- Kennedy! Oh, my gosh, hi.
- Hey.

- What are you doing out here?
- I just had...

I had a project for my botany class...

just get samples of ragweed.

What is ragweed anyway?

Ashley?

Ashley?

Are you here?

Oh, screw it.

[yelps, grunts]

[modulated voice] Hello.

[groans]

[Taser zapping]

What is this?

What's happening?

I know what you did to Jessie.

What? Who's Jessie?

Let's see that heart.

[whimpering]

O... kay.

Wait a minute.

[whimpering]

It was some patriarchal nonsense.

- _
- I mean, telling me I can't go to lunch

when he knows... he knows
that Leslie Garner is my idol.

- _
- Everything okay?

Um, yeah, totally. I'm sorry, continue.

[whimpering]

Give me your wallet.

- What?
- This is a mugging.

Give me your wallet!

[whimpers]

[hip-hop music]

♪

I liked kissing his neck

and the little heart-shaped

birthmark on his collarbone.

[dramatic music]

_

♪

[sighs]

Hey, so Max Conner isn't
the guy we're looking for,

'cause Jessie was catfished.

Okay, call me back.

You know, cool stuff. Talk to you later.

Please don't get mad. Okay, bye.

[sighs]

How could you not notice

that Jessie had been catfished?

Okay, chill out, Find My Friends.

Neither of us are
doing great here, okay?

He's really good at what he does.

So good, in fact,

that when I went to
check his conversation

with Jessie this morning,
it was totally wiped clean.

He must have seen that
I traced his IP packet.

I am both deeply troubled

and incredibly horny when
I think about his skill set.

Great. So what do we do?

Well, I was able to get his name.

Um... Darren Ford.

And I can see what he sends
out, but I can't get in.

It's like a fortress.

There is another way.

I'm listening.

[rock music]

♪

_

Hi, I'm so sorry to bother you.

No worries at all. What's up?

I just... I noticed that
you were reading Braken.

Are you in Rothbart's or Jenkins' class?

'Cause I'm just... I'm always looking

for recs on what to take next year.

A tech girl, I love that.

- [laughs]
- That's great.

Actually I am the TA
for Rothbart's class,

but just between you and I,

I think Jenkins is a better professor.

Got it. I mean, thank you.

Oh, my gosh!

Oh, I'm so sorry.

I'll go get you some napkins.

It's fine.

♪

_

Seriously, I am... I'm so sorry.

It's fine.

Thanks for the advice.
I'll request Jenkins.

And if you have any more
questions, I'm Darren.

- And you're...
- Kelly.

- It was so nice to meet you.
- Yeah, it's a pleasure.

♪

_

[phone chimes]

♪

[phone chimes]

- [beeping]
- _

_

_

I thought you'd never want to
see me again after yesterday.

Very happy to be wrong.

I just wanted to talk to you
about the whole police thing.

That officer was there to talk
to me about my step-brother.

Right? Not because of anything I did.

Why don't they question him then?

Because my brother has
decided to run away.

He's currently snowboarding.

That's classic Carter.

Well, what are you gonna do?

What can I do?

Truth is, I'm relieved he's gone.

So can we change the topic,

talk about something more fun?

Like, who is this guy?

This is Mr. Freckles.

He is a retired astronaut
who loves to snuggle.

Wow, well, I got my eyes
on you, Mr. Freckles.

You're sharing a bed with my girl.

- Um...
- Um, what just happened?

I'm sorry. It's... it's a knee injury.

It's super sensitive.

It's fine.

Yeah, we're fine.

Oh, I got to run.

My essay is due by midnight.

- Actually, about that...
- Oh. Oh, no.

I babysat two super high
sorority girls yesterday.

I don't want to hear anything,
because I'm not listening.

Shh! I'm gone.

Damn it.

Are you sure he's gonna show up?

Trust me, he'll be here.

["Problem" by Natalia Kills]

_

♪

Oh, Becky.

Becky?

Sure he can't trace the text?

Positive, I rerouted the IP.

♪

Are you sure he
can't trace the text?

Positive. I rerouted the IP.

Are you sure he
can't trace the text?

Positive. I rerouted the IP.

Are you sure he
can't trace the text?

[smack, yelps]

[modulated voice] Surprise.

♪ Sweat, dripping
down your chest ♪

♪ Thinking 'bout your
tattooed knuckles ♪

♪ On my thigh, boy, boy, boy

♪ Cold shower ♪

♪ You got no
power to control ♪

♪ How I make you
my toy, toy, toy ♪

We heard you like to
have fun in this bathroom,

Darren.

Or should we call you Max?

Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

Please, please!

What was that? Did you say no?

[Taser buzzing]

No, no! Ah!

♪ But you know what
they say about me ♪

♪ That girl is a problem ♪

♪ Girl is a problem ♪

♪ Girl is a problem problem ♪

♪ Ooh, baby, you
so bad, boy ♪

♪ Drive me mad, boy ♪

♪ But you don't care
what they say about me ♪

- ♪ That girl is a problem ♪
- [screams]

♪ Girl is a problem ♪

♪ Girl is a problem problem ♪

You thought you were so smart
with that filtering software.

Joke's on you, Mr. Brobot.

- [Taser buzzing]
- [screams]

And don't even think
about going to the police.

We'll just say that
this was a Mate hookup.

What did you expect would happen?

And if you even look at
a girl without consent,

we'll be back to finish the job, got it?

[grunts] Mm-hmm.

♪ Goddamn problem ♪

♪ That girl is a
God damn problem ♪

♪ That girl is a
God damn problem ♪

♪ That girl is a
God damn problem ♪

♪ Goddamn problem ♪

♪ We're hell-raising ♪

♪ And we don't need saving ♪

♪ 'Cause there's no
salvation for a bad girl ♪

- Hey.
- Hi.

Make some room. I
haven't heard from Nate,

and I am not calling him.

Are you okay?

No.

He thinks he can disrespect
me and then just ghost?

F that noise.

Hey, did I ever tell you that

before my mom had me
she was VP of Marketing

at the hospital where my dad worked?

- No.
- She had a full career,

but my dad was a traditional guy.

So she just gave it up to raise us.

You know, now I look at her,

and my sister's about
to graduate high school,

and, like, what does my mom have?

- You know?
- Yeah.

I just never want to be like that.

I thought Nate understood that, but...

maybe not.

I think he just wants a girlfriend

who will be his plus-one.

Well, on the bright side,
if you guys break up,

it means more time for us.

That's true.

[knock at door]

What are you doing here?

Kennedy, can we talk?

She doesn't want to talk to you.

It's okay.

Wait, wait.

I'm, uh...

I'm sorry.

I'm an ass,

and if you never want
to talk to me again,

I get it, but...

[sighs] Can I explain?

I'm listening.

You're amazing.

I think you are so incredibly talented,

and your ambitions are so sexy.

And I'm terrified that one day

you're gonna realize that
you're too good for me.

When you said you were
gonna talk about your future

with Leslie, I freaked out.

I'm a big man around here,

but I blow out my knee, that's it.

I'd have nothing to offer you.

Wait, you don't think
that I only date you

because you're the quarterback
of the football team, right?

Because, if I'm honest,

I think football is boring as hell,

and I love you because
you're sweet and you're funny.

You make me laugh,

and you always have my back,

except for yesterday.

And...

if you give me another chance,

I'll never let you down again.

I read Leslie Garner's book.

Wait, you did?

I love that you have big dreams,

and I want to be there to
help you make them happen.

Hey, thank you.

Love you.

Come on. Let's go in my room.

Come on.

[door clicks shut]

[panting]

You're gonna love this.

[bell jingles]

Hey, you get your paper in?

I did.

No thanks to you.

How'd it go last night?

Oh, it was... it was dead,

like zombie apocalypse dead.

Yeah, that's kind of what happens

when the store is closed.

I can't do this anymore, Ophelia.

I'm letting you go.

What? Come on, I'm sorry.

I didn't know you'd be this upset.

You're an unreliable person.

You sell weed out of the store.

You steal money from the register.

I should be fired for
not firing you sooner.

You left me to take care of the girls

when you know I had my law
journal essay to finish,

but you didn't care about that, did you?

I'm sorry, but I've been

really busy lately tutoring Jules.

Don't, Ophelia. Don't.

You're a horrible employee,

but you're an even worse friend.

Leave your store keys.

Yesterday I woke up, and I felt okay.

Today not so much.

I found out Max isn't even his name.

Living in the aftermath of that night

is somehow worse than what happened.

I mean, how am I supposed to go to class

if I can't even walk across the campus

without having a panic attack?

But the thing that really kills me

is thinking how unfair it is.

My rapist isn't having
any trouble sleeping.

He gets to go to class and
hang out with his friends

and just live his life.

But me?

I'm failing out of school.

I'm a mess,

and I'm probably gonna have
to drop out and go home.

[knock at door]

What's the point if Jessie doesn't know?

Like, aren't we doing
this so she can feel safe?

Um, hello to you too.

How do you know she doesn't feel safe?

Did she post another video?

Um...

Yeah, actually... I don't know.

I kind of know her.

She's in my rape survivor support group.

It's how I knew about Darren.

Are you serious?

You didn't choose the name randomly.

You actually know her,

and you had a piece of information

that you didn't share with me?

That's, like... it's a lie.

I didn't know if I could trust you yet,

and don't even get
me started on the fact

that you purposely put that
virus on the text you sent.

He needed to know that I was
the superior hacker, okay?

It was completely necessary.

He brought a bat, Ophelia.

We're doing this to
make Darlington safer,

not have a pissing
match with the bad guys.

You're a whole piñata full of issues,

and for this to work,
you need to let me in.

I'm on your side,

and I just want to help, so let me help.

Yeah, you're right. You're right.

I'm sorry. I just...

[sighs] I don't know.

I'm not used to this yet.

We're figuring this out together.

In other news, I got fired today.

No, because of Gaby and Fiona?

Well, no, that didn't help,

but that's not what did me in.

I've just been so caught
up with this lately

that I have been
really unfair to Harris.

Yeah, it's hard to keep secrets.

Kind of bad for relationships.

Mm, Tyler?

Yeah, that's not happening.

Why?

I mean, he's not looking for Carter.

Carter's not the problem. It's me.

I don't sleep, and when I do,
I have horrible nightmares.

And I can barely be touched
without jumping out of my skin,

and the only time that
I feel like myself is

when I'm wearing that black suit.

You know, I can barely remember the girl

that I was before I got raped,

and I just know that I miss her.

So, yes, you are right.

I'm a... I'm a mess.

Actually I said you were
a piñata full of issues,

but we can go with mess if you want.

Can I ask you something
sort of personal?

- Sure.
- You're attracted to Tyler,

right?

I mean, all your wiring still works,

so you have to change your underpants...

Yes, stop. Stop.

Yeah, I don't know. It works.

Well, it just seems
to me that, you know,

maybe you're not as messed
up as you think you are.

Maybe you should just take things slow,

and I am not normally an advocate

for dating someone

who definitely wears a beanie in summer,

but I don't know.

Tyler seems like one of the good guys.

Yeah, maybe.

Oh, hey, for what it's worth,

I walked through Vinylton this morning,

and I didn't see a "Help Wanted" sign.

Yeah, okay.

So what should we do about Jessie?

I have an idea.

[rock music]

♪ ♪

[phone chimes]

_

♪

Hey.

Got your text.

Thanks for coming.

Um, I think I've been sending

some confusing messages.

Punching me in the throat,

abruptly running away from me.

I think you've been pretty clear.

No, because those actions
might send the message

that I don't like you

and that I don't want to see you...

And I do.

I want to see you a lot.

I mean, only if you're into it,

'cause, I mean,

otherwise we could just share this most

embarrassing moment of my life
and just go our separate ways.

No, I'm into it,

very into it,

but, yeah, it's been a little confusing.

Yeah, I think I was a
little unsure, but I'm...

but I'm not anymore.

I just... I think I need
to take things really slow,

like super, super slow.

I can roll with that.

I just want to get to know you better.

That's all.

So are you comfortable with me

telling you that I think you look

incredibly beautiful right now?

Um...

Yeah, I think I can handle that.

And...

and, uh...

would it be okay if I kissed you?

[soulful music]

♪

[bell jingles]

[clears throat]

Hello, I heard there was a job opening,

and I'd like to apply for it.

Your résumé?

Mm-hmm.

"Job experiences:

marijuana entrepreneur"?

And you listed Rick Ross as a reference.

Nice touch.

Though my résumé seems short,

let me speak to some of my strengths.

For example, I can find any record

in this store with my eyes closed,

and I have saved countless people

from the irreparable
mistake that is Nickelback.

All that being said,

I do have some shortcomings.

I do sell weed at the
store most/all the time,

and most importantly,

I can be pretty selfish.

But I'm working on that one,

truly.

Right now...

I'm just a girl

standing in front of a boy,

asking him for her job back.

Damn it, Ophelia,

you know I can't resist "Notting Hill."

Hugh Grant wears goggles to the movies.

It's delightful.

[groans]

Fine.

But you have to show
up to all of your shifts

and some of mine, while you're at it.

Done and done.

Shall we beans it up,
toast to our happy ending?

Actually, I have plans.

[bell jingles]

Oh.

This one, right? Ugh.

We're closed.

She's here with me.

Huh?

Oh, oh.

Um...

[sighs] Wow.

Harris got accepted
into the law journal,

so we are going to celebrate

because I helped him with his essay.

You got into the law journal?

Why didn't you tell me? Congrats.

Did she say that she
helped you write your essay?

Mm-hmm.

So seems like you should be thanking me.

Good-bye, Ofeefs.

See you tomorrow at opening on time.

You got it, dude.

Let's go, boo.

She's literate?

Hey Mike, what...

What's this?

It's a warrant for
your brother's arrest.

I'm sorry, Tyler.

Come on. I need more time.

There's nothing I can do.

The girl's lawyered up.

[rock music]

♪ Can you please sit
the [...] down? ♪

♪

♪ Protesting in
your paper crown ♪

♪ ♪

♪ You love to feel offended ♪

♪

♪ Fighting from
computer trenches ♪

♪ ♪

♪ You got a
semi-automatic mouth ♪

Hey, it's Carter. Later.

Yeah, hey, it's me.

I came by your place to grab some stuff,

and I don't know.

Find it a little odd
that you're in Canada

snowboarding without your snowboard.

♪

Just call me, okay?

Whatever trouble you're
in, I can help you.

Just call me.

♪ You got a ♪

♪ And it's so loud ♪

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