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Oh...

Shit.

Fuck!

What the hell?

Wait... I sent that to my mom?

Oh, shit!

Wait a minute.

Lionel.

Hey, Ly, what's up, buddy?

...social studies, 'cause I like studying social matters and things like that.

- Hey, I'll be right back, Uncle Mark. - What the hell are you talking about?

- Ly... - Sorry, Andy, Uncle Mark got here early,

and he was asking me what my favorite subject was

- and stuff like that. - Yeah, I get it... hey, dude.

I need you to do me a favor really quick.

I accidentally sent a text to Mom. I need you to delete it off her phone.

But you can't look at it.

- That's impossible. - Nothing's impossible.

Andy, I swear on Mom's life I won't tell Mom.

Is it about Dana?

Yeah, Ly, it's about Dana.

- Is it porn? - What the... no, dude!

We broke up, okay? You feel better now?

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't know.

Thanks. Don't tell Mom about it.

I won't.

All right, now please, I need you to go

and grab her phone and delete that text, right now.

Come on, if she catches me digging around in her purse, I'm dead.

If you do this, I swear I'll get Mom off your back.

Really?

How then?

You let me worry about that, okay?

Just... you gotta move your ass, like, right now, Lionel, please.

Okay, I'm going, I'm going, I'm going.

Ow.

Did you just run into the wall?

No, I didn't, uh...

it's not by the front door.

And it's not in the living room.

I don't see it in the kitchen either.

Okay, go check in her room.

I can't, come on! She's in the bonus room.

Dude, if you don't do this right now, I swear to God, I'm gonna tweet

about your wet wipes.

You said you wouldn't tell anyone about that.

All right, I'm already DM-ing Samantha Turkis.

No-no-no, stop-stop-stop-stop-stop, please, please, I'm going.

Just be quiet.

- Shut up, Molly! - Shh! Lionel, shut up.

You be quiet...

Lionel, just go and take the phone.

Lionel, just take the fucking phone!

Delete it.

- Lionel. - Did you get it? Did you get it?

Fuck! Oh, fuck.

Ly, what's going on? Is she still there?

It's your mother.

I just found your brother going through my purse,

so his phone is now mine, and you need to explain this text.

What do you mean?

Andrew, you know what I mean.

Mom, I didn't mean to text you, I didn't want you to worry about it, Mom,

but something happened.

Something happened to the Bronco.

Well, what happened?

Andrew?

Someone stole it.

What?

How is that possible?

I was just on the phone with you 15 minutes ago.

- Where are you? - I'm... I'm in Boulder.

Right by campus.

I went into Domino's to get a pizza,

and then, when I came out, the Bronco was gone.

And I think I saw it pulling back onto 70,

but I'm not sure.

Mom, I'm... I'm so sorry, I...

Are you okay?

Um... I don't know.

- Oh, honey... - What do I do?

Somebody has to call the police,

and, um, and someone has to call the insurance company.

- Right, okay. - Do you want me to do that for you?

No, Mom, I'll call the police.

I'm happy... I'm happy to do that for you.

Mom, Mom, I'll call the police.

- I can't hear you, honey. - Wha... got it?

- Mom, I'll call the police, got it? - Damn it!

God damn it!

Fuck!

Lose something, Dad?