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One, two, one.

Both say divorce.

Neither one gets anything, all assets sold out. Money given to charity,

including all funds made from the experiment.

One says divorce, one says stay together.

The one who says divorce will get everything.

All assets, including all funds made from the experiment. Are you serious

now? Both say stay together. Both receive triple the value of all assets,

including funds made from the experiment.

Don't tell her.

Would you care to share why you people never show yourself?

We do not want to influence the research with our presence.

We change what we observe.

I'm not even sure what that means.

It means they don't want us to know who they are. Last night, we both agreed

that we should... Okay, there's something that I should tell you before

anything else.

You sure, like right now?

Yes, just can't wait.

GT program BB 22265 corrupted.

Reboot.

Reboot.

Reboot.

Yes, I've been to go.

I wish that you

don't care about who's wrong, but you usually

don't.

All on your high.

Don't deal with.

We're going to have a baby.

That's great.

What?

What is it? What's wrong?

No.

No.

No, no, no, no.

It is mine, right?

I don't know.

You must reveal your decisions now.

This is this place.

Decision time.

What you gonna do?

I'm all in.

And if you lose, all these choreships belong to me.

You sure you want to do that?

Them a lot of chores.

You may end up having to clean the toilet with your toothbrush for the rest

your days.

I'm sure.

Sure you're going to lose.

Oh, well, you better not be bluffing.

Okay. I will meet you in the middle.

I'm all in as well.

Wow.

I didn't expect that.

But are you sure you want to do that?

Because, see, I feel the gentlemanly thing to do, considering your condition,

to allow you to bow out gratefully.

Now, before things get ugly.

I'm sure.

And don't think I won't hold you to those chores. You can't play the baby

when you lose, and you will lose. Baby, the only cards I need to play are the

ones in my hand. And stop stalling and get ready to take out this trash

Bam!

I think all these belong to me. Wait, wait.

Oh, girl chores don't wait for no one. I think you need to start getting your

toothbrush ready to clean that toilet bowl.

My water broke.

Come on, I can't believe you're playing that card already.

You know, you acting out of turn, ain't you?

You got a royal flush?

So your water broke for real? Come on, Maggie, you can do it. I know I...

any drugs or see a picture. No, Jesus.

Oh, Mary and Joseph. No, Jesus.

Get this lady out of here.

Baby, look at me.

Look at me.

Maggie, look at me. Look at me.

All right, I need you to breathe, okay? In.

Out.

In.

Out. Yeah.

There you go. Good job. Okay, now I need you to say this with me.

Nice and slow.

Yes, yes.

You did it, baby love. You did it.

Good job.

Good job. You did it.

You're crying. You're okay.

You're okay.

You're leaving me?

And taking all of my money?

Of course you would care about the money first, Deandra. Why am I not surprised?

I didn't think you were going to stay.

You slept with him. You said you loved him.

How was I supposed to know?

I don't know how you were supposed to know.

But you were supposed to.

I guess I was the one who was supposed to know.

And of course I care about the money.

The moment I believe in you.

The moment I risk everything for you.

You disappoint me.

Again. It seems all I've done since we got married is disappoint you.

So why should today be any different?

Because today is different.

I lost everything.

God, my inheritance, my non -profit.

You.

I never wanted to lose you.

It's time.

Go on and make your peace, baby girl.

Don't go, Mommy.

I love you.

And you mean everything to me, and I don't want to lose you.

I know it hurts, baby girl, but you're going to be all right.

She's gone.

Gone? Whether you realize it or not, sweetie, we both been gone from this

marriage for quite some time, and that's not all my fault.

But I was willing to fight.

I was trying to keep us together.

How? By fucking Mr. Training Day? That's not fair.

It may not be fair, but it's real.

Real talk?

Sometimes you gotta know when to let a thing go.

Sometimes some things can't be saved or undone.

Sometimes whether you like it or not, you gotta put a thing out of its misery.

I can't give you what you want.

I can't change my path.

And it's killing me.

I had to make a decision.

You fucked up, man.

Of course.

I knew it. You know, I kind of had a feeling there.

Yeah, well, I guess we are more in sync than we thought.

Exactly. I know, right?

Wow.

Now what?

I don't know.

I guess we have to start over.

I'm really ready to start focusing on my writing.

I'm going to write a play.

I mean, but by starting over, you mean starting over from scratch.

Yeah, I mean, we made something out of nothing before, right?

Creating something out of nothing when you started from nothing is totally

different from creating something out of nothing when you started from a whole

lot of something, Sawyer.

Wait, hold on. What did you say?

I just think that you thought this through more than me.

That's what I think.

I mean, it is crystal clear that you don't want to fight anymore.

And I don't know if maybe you feel like you failed in that or what, but you

completely flipped the script and now you just want to start writing?

Maybe if everything was yours, then that could be the windfall for you to truly

stop fighting and just start writing.

Hold on.

That's fucked up.

Is that how you really think about me?

I just think that I had a whole lot more to lose than you. Wait, whoa, whoa,

whoa. We both had a lot to lose.

And this right here, this shit is a big part of it. So you need to stop pointing

the finger at me, baby girl, and take a look in the mirror.

Because if you got a big problem, you can't see what I had to lose.

All rise the man of the night.

He stands with his head to the sky.

One hand, middle finger to the sidewalk.

Boy, don't beat yourself up.

You making jokes right now?

Because your pep talk ain't for shit, man.

You don't need no pep talk.

You need to trust yourself and let them hands go. You just did it.

You just didn't do it in the ring.

down, man.

The whole time I was thinking about my pops.

He never thought I would be a boxer.

He never thought I would fight.

Said I was too pretty.

Said I was too soft.

Well, you are pretty, but you ain't never been soft.

At least my pops thought so.

He said he grew up tough.

He had to fight for everything that he ever had.

Literally.

He just wanted me to be tough just like he was.

It only took one time for me to come home crying after them neighborhood boys

beat my ass.

They nicknamed me pretty with every punch that they put on me.

nasty I could be.

They never called me pretty again.

They never called me soft.

They nicknamed me Saul because I would cut a motherfucker in half with my bare

hands.

I see.

That's where it comes from.

Just maybe, maybe your pops and them kids did you a favor.

Gave you something you needed. A reason. A reason to fight.

But you know what? You can't fight for somebody else, Saw. You got to fight for

you. You got to fight for what you want because you want it.

There are a lot of things that I want.

And man, you can have all those things.

You still got it.

In a fight, you either win or you learn.

Tonight, man, you learned.

I don't get you.

Why are you accusing me of something that you're guilty of?

You chose divorce, too.

For all I know, you were expecting me to pick stay so you could reap all the

spoils of everything that we built together. You know what I'm saying?

Yeah, you know me way better than that, so here.

I don't know if I do, baby girl.

I'm finding out a lot of things about you that I didn't know before.

And these ain't little baby reveals.

I'm talking about these big as fuck, irreconcilable deals. You know what I'm

saying?

Okay, I know how to hold my word.

So you had, like, withholding information about who you really are and

dishonest? That's not a big thing?

Look, right now, your moral foundation is looking like fucking quicksand, all

right? Look, not knowing who I am is totally not the same thing as

who I am. Not knowing who you are? You knew that you liked women. What are you

talking about?

Everyone experiments. No, Caroline, everybody doesn't experiment.

I don't experiment with dudes.

I don't like dudes.

I don't want to kiss dudes.

I don't want to finger dudes. And I don't want to fuck dudes. The only thing

want to do with a dude is probably have a beer or maybe knock his ass the fuck

out. So to each his own. No, in this situation, to each her own.

But no, I do not have no desire to do anything with dudes, Caroline.

Period. Okay, that doesn't sound homophobic at all, Sawyer.

So is this homophobic enough for you?

I want to hear all the details about your experimentation with women, all

I want you to get as nasty and as raunchy as you want. I want all the

So come sing all the songs, all the lyrics to that song. I want to hear it

now. Come tell me about it.

Fine.

Fine, Sawyer.

Since we're not staying together, I guess I might as well tell you.

I say that I tried.

You'll say that I lied.

It's like you don't want me here, want me here.

The truth's in the eye, but you're through the side, depriving

what got me here.

So when I grabbed my rope, you lit it low.

You watched it smoke.

A groupie.

Just a friend.

Well, as a friend, maybe you can help her stay on her meds.

That boyfriend of hers sure hasn't been able to.

She's an artist.

An artist of wild.

In her blood.

She'll be okay.

See, could you do me a favor?

Could you give her this for me?

Sure. You seem harmless.

in town for this time?

Uh, just the weekend.

We have an exhibition fight, so in and out.

That's good.

You were good tonight.

Thank you.

I could be better.

Get over here.

Hey, what's this here about some meds you should be taking?

Um, the waiter has diarrhea of the mouth, I see.

He's just concerned for you.

Well, that's nothing.

It's just a little anxiety medicine.

That's all.

Now, enough about me.

Bring your pretty ass over here so I can greet you properly.

Girl.

Wow.

You are so fucking beautiful, you know that?

Caroline, what are you so scared of?

I don't bite.

I mean, I do.

You.

What?

I'm afraid of you.

I don't really know what this is.

And I'm starting to have feelings.

Feelings that I really don't understand for you.

You don't need to understand them.

You need to feel them.

Caroline, just be free for once.

We've been doing this dance for months, and I am tired of pretending like we're

just friends.

We are just friends.

Aren't we?

Oh, fucks... You can't be serious.

You can't be serious. Dallas, you can't... Did you make a mistake? Did you

the wrong button?

One for stay, two for divorce. Do you need a do -over or something?

I don't need a do -over. I didn't make a mistake.

The hell you didn't?

I thought... I don't know. I thought since you kind of fell for a boy, you

have wanted to continue down that road.

I mean, this can't be a surprise.

Okay, let me get this straight.

You cheat on me.

You break your promise to me that when shit gets fucking hard, you bail?

Okay.

And then you want to turn around and blame this on me?

Because I got feelings in the experiment?

Well, my feelings didn't lead me to go fuck another dude, Dallas.

My feelings didn't lead me to break our vows, and my feelings... Damn. Oh, shit.

Oh, my God.

Come on, don't... No, no.

Don't touch me. Come on, don't be like that. Baby, I...

I don't want you to hate me. Okay, don't call me baby. I couldn't handle that.

You don't have a right to call me baby.

And I do hate you.

I fucking hate you.

It's okay.

It's gonna be okay.

I'm here.

Okay, I will always be here. I got you.

you doing here? You shouldn't speak up on people like that.

Cicero, I live here.

What are you doing here?

Well, I guess it's pretty obvious what you're doing here.

Cicero, haven't you had enough?

I mean, I can't do this anymore.

Daddy, Daddy, I just, I was looking for a pen and paper to write you a note.

To apologize? To tell you I'm ready to change, Daddy? I am so done with this.

I don't want to do this no more, either.

Here you go.

Oh.

Well, I don't need a pen and paper now. You're here. I could just tell you.

I just... I want to go to one of those places, Daddy. One of those...

Those change rehabilitation, you know, places.

You know, where they do the intervention and stuff. But I need money.

They won't let me go without the money.

Will you help me? I'll always help you. I'll always be there for you.

How much do you need for the rehab?

Oh, I'm thinking 500.

500? Mm -hmm.

That's it?

Uh, 800.

You sure?

A thousand?

Just to be safe. I think that should cover everything.

Well, you know, just to be safe and to make sure the facility is checked. Don't

you think?

What's the number for the facility?

What?

I mean, I don't have the number memorized, Daddy.

Well, what about the name of it? Just give me the name of the facility. I

know the fucking name.

I mean, what difference does it make, Daddy? I know where it is. I just need

money. I just need the money.

I can't do that. Okay. Daddy.

Daddy. Daddy, if you can.

You can do it.

You can do it, Daddy. Because you have it.

You have it, Daddy. And I need it.

Don't you want me to get better? I want that more than anything.

Please, Daddy.

Please. Give me the money, Daddy.

Please. Please.

Please, Daddy. Just give me the money, Daddy. I need you, Daddy.

Please. And you got me.

But I can't just give you money to feed this demon inside of you.

What? You want me to get it from the streets?

You don't give a damn about me.

You don't give a damn about me. You never had your help. Everybody but me.

Your own daughter, Daddy. Your own fucking flesh and blood.

Maybe that's why Mommy left, too, huh? Yeah, because she can't live up to your

standards. All you do is preach.

God said, and God died.

So where the fuck is your God now, Daddy? Because all you do is judge and

preach. But who the fuck can live up to that? She can't, and I can't. That's not

true.

Oh, Daddy, you really love me, Daddy.

You help me.

Daddy, I feel like I'm dying here.

Please, Daddy.

Daddy. All right, baby.

Okay, baby, baby.

It's going to be all right.

It's going to be all right.

I got you. I got you.

Please. But I can't give you that money.

Help me.

Help me.

Don't say that to me.

Don't tell me you got me.

Yeah, don't tell me you got me. You don't got me, Dallas. You don't got me.

haven't got me for a long ass time.

I guess I'm grieving for the death of our marriage. What are there, like,

stages of grief? I got to be on number three, right?

Denial, check.

Shock, check.

Anger, check. Check, check. Stop. Fuck.

Stop acting like you are the only one who deserves to fucking feel something.

You're the only one who gets to feel sadness or pain for what we lost.

I'm hurting, too. I loved you. Oh, wow.

Loved, Pattinson.

I will always love you.

No matter what happens, nothing can change that, but something between us is

fucking binding.

Look, I don't know how or if it can be fixed.

Take this, Dallas.

I don't want it.

Yeah, baby.

Hey. It's me.

I've left you like five messages.

I'm starting to get a little worried.

Please call me back.

I don't want to have to start stalking my own girlfriend.

Yeah. Is it death? Homicide?

Can you track my last outbound call and give me the address on that cell phone?

Yeah I need an address.

How you want to do it? How you want to get it? How about that?

Out of my mind. Can't even talk.

Can't even walk. Bad little thing. But she ain't mine.

Half of the night. Because you might. And I'm like.

I'm in my mind. Can't even talk.

I got a little thing.

Excuse me, mommy. Part of my grammar. If I offend you, part of my manners. I

never meant to. I'm just a man. Appreciate beauty. Move to Atlanta.

See what you do to me. You got me scrambling. Beautifully, truthfully,

rambling. Name a persona.

Cool as a fan. Niggas be on ya. Who is your man? Who got your hand? Who taking

your time? Who about to be standing there waiting in line? Whenever they

you make a decline.

Then you give me all of your naked design.

Wait, let me proceed. I know what you... need, so you need a man to keep it

discreet. Practice discretion when you in the street. It's when you a freaky.

Lil' F in the Jeep, Giuseppe's gon' feed. All in the dash, scratching the

leather. I'm not even mad. The grain is good. The stain is wood. The pina

colada, I spray it as should.

Hiking the interest, exciting the senses, enticing the vibe, and then

length of it, light up the sleep, and get right in the thick of inviting the

sentiment. Why not get intimate? How you wanna do it?

I'm out that house.

Can't even talk.

Can't even walk. Bad little thing. But she ain't mine.

You smiling and smirking and wiling and giggling.

You grinding and squirking and winding it into me?

I'm mentally thinking about what we do physically.

When we overheating, we lead as vicinity.

Envisioning the positions you finish me in. When you say that you feeling me,

essentially need to be loving each other intimately. Hold up, I know what you

thinking and mentioning.

Essentially, time is limited. Mind is spinning. It's running a million miles a

minute. You figure it's just if I can live a minute in a whole lot.

What will we do?

Well, it's 8 in the morning, be out when he through.

Your mind can't choose.

Your body say do it and go and get loose.

Now, let me pursue and do what I do. And I move, you move. But watch how you

sipping. You could get addicted and slip in the drip of the juice. How you want

to do it? How you want to get it? I'm out that.

Out of my mind. Can't even talk.

Can't even walk.

Bad little thing. But she ain't mine.

I put a knife. He said he might. And I'm like.

Can't even talk.

Can't eat.

Bad little thing.

I'm out there.

Can't even talk. Can't even walk.

Can't even talk.

Can't eat.

Bad little thing.