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(upbeat music)

- Sammy.

Sammy.

Who the fuck are you?

- Who the fuck are you?

(yelling)

- What are you doing with these homos?

- What are you doing here?

- What the fuck are you doing at these fucking hours?

- Dude.

You need to leave.

Like now.

- You wanna do this the easy way or the hard way?

- You are not on duty.

There is nothing you can do to me, you fucker.

- You're on my property,

threatening me and my family.

We can do whatever we want to you.

(door slams)

(car screeches)

- What's going on?

- Back to bed, Everett.

- I'm not your fucking child.

And I'm not going away until I

find out what's going on here.

- Everett.

- Who was that, Sammy?

- Nobody.

- Sammy. - Nobody.

- What's going on, Sammy?

- Nothing.

- Dude.

- You want some coffee?

- No.

- Well I need a cup of coffee.

You want one?

- What's going on, Sammy?

- Nothing.

I think I'm gay.

- You think?

- Alright, let's just talk this out.

- I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

- For what?

- For everything.

I'm sorry for everything.

I'll leave tomorrow.

- You're not going anywhere, dude.

- I lied to you, Swell.

I lied to both of you.

- Sammy.

You're not going anywhere, Sammy.

- I'm just a liar and a loser is all.

- You need to fucking stop talking like that, Sammy.

I think we need whiskey.

- Good idea.

- So.

You think you're gay, or?

- I don't wanna be gay.

- So, Cyrus, Cybill, or.

- No, I don't like, I don't like girls.

I don't want girls.

I want guys.

- Guys like that?

- No, just.

Just local guys.

- Local thugs?

- I'm sorry.

- Don't worry about it, Sammy.

- You don't hate me?

- No, I don't fucking hate you.

I love you, dude.

I mean, am I shocked?

Yeah.

But, I fucking love you, man.

- I do too, bro.

And I agree with Swell, you're not going anywhere.

Unless you really wanted to.

But that would be a tragedy.

- Yeah.

Who would clean our house?

- I get it.

- But yeah, who would clean our house?

- It's okay, dude.

But if you're gonna have a boyfriend,

we need to find you a proper one.

Now line those up.

(bright music)