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Of course not.

I'm just saying... just go easy on him.

It's our last night together.

Aw.

Is little Genie okay?

Oh, look at the poor baby Genie.

Oh, he's so sad!

Sad little Genie.

Did the lady touch you somewhere?

Son, show me where she touched you.

Don't lie to us.

Was it here?

How about down here, Son?

You done pretending to be hurt?

Ooh!

We gotta get him to the infirmary!

Oh my Lordy!

What did she do when she found out?

Apparently, she wanted an abortion.

We have an obese patient!

We gotta treat him, look out!

Quick, Nurse Claire, we need three CCs

of hyper-feldspar stat!

Get out of the way!

Those are my slippers!

All right, clear!

It's not workin'!

You guys.

We need to inject it anally.

Quick, take his pants off!

Stop, stop!

Stop it, I'm cured. I'm cured!

Would you guys mind waiting outside

while we finish up in here?

What, you don't want us in your room?

Rose, you gotta start buying CDs.

I don't wanna repurchase everything

I already have on tape.

Ally, do not go in there!

You guys, uh, check it out.

I'm pretty sure Jimmy Hoffa's under here.

Gene, quit it!

Guys, can we play another game, please?

Yeah, anything but Slappy, 'cause Claire hits too hard.

So, who wanted an abortion?

What?

Claire said it just now.

This girl JD dated, Jen Richards.

But she's gonna keep the baby.

Does JD know?

Yes, he knows. It's not his.

Okay, they broke up a while ago.

More than nine months?

It's not his, Claire.

I can't imagine being pregnant.

Plenty of girls at our school were.

Like who? No one I knew.

You do realize that we had a nursery on campus?

They had a whole page in the yearbook under Student Activities.

Good God.

"Hey, kids!

Have a baby! It's a great activity!"

Rose, cut it out.

Okay, yes, JD has sex.

Yes, his ex-girlfriend is pregnant.

No, it's not his.

Have you had sex?

No.

But... I want to.

Oh my God, guys.

I'm all... what?

What?

Okay, there's no way I'm the only one here

interested in having sex.

Not before marriage.

You realize this is why JD says we're repressed, right?

I mean, he calls us the Bubble Babies.

Lucky for me, I don't take character notes

from a guy who gets girls pregnant.

He didn't get her pregnant!

He could have.

Okay, answer me this.

Uh, in four years of high school, why have none of us

ever dated anyone?

Oh, well, I'm seeing Puppet Girl.

That doesn't count.

I'm talking about, like, dating in the same physical space.

I'm sorry, you're dating a puppet?

No, what? Um, she's a real girl.

Apparently, she was at the drama conference last fall.

She was the perky one in that

suicide play with the puppets.

Why am I the last one to know anything?

Okay, calm down, Rose.

And, first off, just because it's long distance

doesn't mean we're not really dating.

Secondly, I know JD thinks that we're ninny nuns,

or whatever, but that's hardly true!

So prove it, Sister Mary Oscar.

Fine, I will, Sister Mary Gene.

Rose.

Rose used to hide The Secret Diary of Laura Palmer

in this very mattress from her parents

because of the super steamy sex scenes, huh?

Sorry.

Being forbidden to read about sex

is the definition of repression.

To be clear... I did not read it for the sex.

I just, I really liked Twin Peaks.

Okay, well, maybe Rose is a nun.

- Hey! - But what about the time that you, me and Ally,

we went to Nora Dowd's house

and we read Madonna's Sex book?

Oh, I will never look at a water bottle

the same way again.

Or the way Claire, uh, drools every time

the Wolf sings in Into the Woods.

What are you talking about?

I don't know, I'm grasping!

The point is... we're not repressed

because we won't have sex before marriage.

Here, here.

I fully disagree.

How about flashlight homosexual?

What about it?

Well, that was a game we used to play.

That was about sex.

Ooh, can we play for old time's sake?

Come on, come on, come on.

Good luck. Claire's a prude.

I am not a prude!

I said... prune.

Prove it, prune. You and me.

Yes, hot lesbian action, whoo!

Do we have to play it in here?

Where is the flashlight?

It's in my parents' room. I'll go get it.

Yeah!

Ew!

Found it!

Hey, hold your horses! Oscar...

You said you didn't wanna do it in your room.

Stop!

- I swear, we'll put everything back. - Guys.

All right, Claire. Time to channel your inner dyke.

Yeah, okay, just imagine sleeping with clams.

What does that even mean?

You'll figure it out.

What do I do?

You can come closer.

- Should I get all the way under it? - No... what?

I can't see!

Here I go!

Ugh!

Uh...

Okay, see? I'm not good at this.

Yeah, not the best.

Um, okay, well, how about Ally and Rose?

Yeah, Rose knows how it's done!

Fine, but only one more round, okay?

Come here, little lesbo.

Come here ...let's do this...

Yes, yes yes yes.

And... surprise!

Oh! Yes!

Why are they so good at it?

It's because they read vampire lit.

Okay, okay, our turn, our turn!

Guys, okay, last round, though.

Okay?

Game time.

I'm kinda scared to turn it on.

Just do it!

One, two, three?

Yes! Yes!

What am I looking at?

Gene!

Oh my God.

Sorry, I don't swallow.

Oh my God.

Gene!

- What? - What, what, wha'd he do?

Gene spit on the carpet.

Ew, what? Nasty.

It was a joke!

God, I'll clean it up.

Yeah, you bet your ass you will.

Aw.

Too far, Gene.

Too far.

Who are you to judge?

I'm just saying you crossed a line.

You always do.

Well, maybe you just don't know how to take a sex joke.

Oh what? Because I live in a bubble?

Or whatever?

Well guess what?

I'm the one moving to LA,

and you're the bitter loser who's stuck here.

You know, I didn't come here to feel like crap, okay?

Coulda stayed at home for that.

Gene.

Now he's definitely going.

Going where?

I heard JD invite him to a party, and he said he'd go.

What party?

JD's cousin Sammy?

He said he'd come back for Gene after 11.

I've met Sammy.

I don't know. You weren't invited.

I'm sorry I blew up, guys.

Yeah, you should go apologize.

Boys are so emotional.

What do you seek?

I seek the answer to the great question

of life and the universe.

It's 42.

I'm sorry I called you a loser.

You know you're the smartest person I know.

I'm gonna miss you, Gene.

JD and I are gonna start a band.

Okay.

It's gonna be sorta ...avant garde.

So it doesn't really matter how good we are.

It's more about the... concepts.

But he's introduced me to some composers.

Like, uh, John Cage.

Brian Eno.

That used to be my role.

Huh?

When we met.

I introduced you to Tchaikovsky, Strauss, Bizet.

Yeah, sure.

Uh, JD, he just, he says...

Why does everything have to be about JD all of a sudden?

I mean, I'm the one leaving.

You're my best friend, you know.

Since freshman year, when you got trash-canned for wearing

those awful purple leopard MC Hammer pants to school.

I just feel like you're pushing me away.

I'm not.

I've been trying to hang out with you for two weeks.

I'm sorry.

It's just, uh,

there's a lot going on

at work.

There's this, uh, coworker,

he's been asking me for help.

With what?

He's um,

he's gay.

And he's afraid that if he comes out, everyone will treat

him differently, and he doesn't want that.

Do you still think it's a sin?

What?

Homosexuality.

When did I say that?

Freshman year.

You said that AIDS was God punishing gay people.

No, I don't believe that anymore.

So what do you believe now?

Well I guess, um,

love the sinner ...hate the sin.

I think the thing that made me lose my faith is that

what's right and what's wrong, it's never set in stone.

Like God, you know, He's loving and then He's vengeful.

Or homosexuals are cursed, and then they're tolerable.

I mean, how am I supposed to have faith in something

when the rules keep changing?

But faith doesn't have rules.

You just believe.

Like I had faith that I would get into UCLA's drama school,

and now I'm on the road to Hollywood.

I just, you know, I had to believe that that was God's plan.

I guess I, I just don't get it.

Well, I'll keep praying for you.

I hate that.

Why?

It feels like you're judging me.

No, I'm not.

It's more like... you're always in my thoughts.

Claire, I'm telling you.

I read it in Tiger Beat. Boys love honesty.

What are you two whispering about?

Just talking about that party.

Uh, I'm so annoyed JD didn't invite me.

Maybe you need to practice being more beguiling?

Pizza core?

Nevermore!

- Who's your friend? - Rose!

No! Ow!

I'm just a Bubble Baby.

You popped her bubble.

Oh no, Bubble Boy is dead.

Seriously, guys. It's not like we're that sheltered.

Oh, come on!

Your parents wouldn't even let you watch it MTV.

True, but I would still sneak over to my Nana's house

and watch Madonna videos anyway.

Okay, well none of you were allowed to watch

R-rated movies, and you made me lie to your mom

when we went to see The Crying Game.

And The Piano.

Do you remember when Holly Hunter

put her hand in between Sam Neill's butt cheeks,

like er ee, er ee?

Er ee, er ee.

Er ee... er ee.

See? We can talk about sex.

That is not how sex works.

And, there is nothing wrong with us not wanting to date.

Yeah, it's not like I didn't try.

Ally and I totally had boyfriends.

That was in like first grade.

So, why don't you have one now, Ally?

I don't know.

Guys think I'm...

Peculiar?

No.

They're just immature.

Okay.

I mean, I've had crushes... like Gene.

But nothing happened?

No.

But that was different, you know. Gene's a friend.

Besides, I don't think he's into dating.

Uh, how come?

I don't know. Just a feeling.

How come you don't date, Missy?

Well, I'm married to the theater, of course!

My whole life.

I'm talking about the real world.

What does the real world even mean,

when all the world is a stage?

Here we go.

And the men and women

merely players?

Does everything have to be a show,

or can you be real for once?

Nothing feels more real to me than being onstage.

But that's just avoiding reality by escaping into fantasy.

Maybe you just don't get it because you're not an actress.

Now, I'm gonna go skim the pool should anyone want a dip.

She always does that.

As if opera requires no acting whatsoever.

You should tell her how you feel.

So... you know about Oscar's girlfriend before tonight?

Yeah.

I don't take that too seriously, though.

How come?

Um, when Oscar talks about girls,

there's something ...off about it.

He described her boobs as hot sandbags?

Yeah, well, that's a step up from fat, dead gophers.

Okay, so maybe he's not really attracted to her.

Keep working it out, Puritan.

I'm not a Puritan!

Prove it, prune!

It ruins the stars.

You coming in?

I'm fine right here, thank you.

You on your period?

Excuse me?

God, are you still pretending

not to bleed from your hoo-ha?

Like the time you bled in the backseat of my mom's car

and then blamed it on Chewbarka?

Okay... Are you,

are you mad about what I said inside still?

Because, Ally, it's true.

Okay, Rose, you do know that opera

is both singing and acting?

I play a character.

All I'm saying is that our talents are very different.

No, you act like you are the only one who has any talent.

That is totally not true.

I think you're an amazing singer.

Okay, then why haven't you been

to my recitals in over a year?

Why don't we practice monologues anymore?

It's like you don't want me to act.

Please! Prove it.

Okay. Glass Menagerie.

You knew I was dying to play Laura, and yet you lobbied

for Mr. Herman to cast Claire instead.

No, I didn't!

Then why wasn't I cast?

Maybe you just weren't right for the role.

Maybe you were too... odd.

Laura is odd!

She's a gimpy shut-in who's obsessed with glass animals.

Listen, if you don't get a role,

you have to get over it.

You will never make it if you keep crying over spilt milk.

Rose, it's, it's not the Met.

It's not Broadway.

It's us.

Yeah, and I'm just trying to toughen you up.

What? Would you rather I

blow smoke up your ass like your folks?

So now my parents are too supportive?

What is wrong with you?

Towanda!

Whoa!

What was that?

Towanda! It's the cry from Fried Green Tomatoes

that screams I don't care what anyone else thinks.

You know, in the book, those women were clearly lesbians.

I only saw the movie.

Question, did you enjoy playing Laura

in The Glass Menagerie?

Please, I couldn't even remember

which leg was supposed to be crippled.

Sometimes it changed during the scene.

Probably just proves I'm not meant to be an actress.

Oh, God, now what did I step into?

How's my handsome harem?

Yay! They're back.

Time for Truth or Dare.

Truth or Dare?

We've never played that.

I did once, in eighth grade.

I had to kiss Stephanie Rialto.

Had to?

What were her boobs like?

Um, what? Are we playing already or...

Yes, truth or dare, describe Stephanie Rialto's boobs.

I didn't pick truth.

You did with your eyes. Just answer the question.

Don't look at me.

Okay, fine. They

were

like

moist meat.

Ew!

What?

There is no word more disgusting than moist.

Guys, I'm just being honest, so,

lay off me!

Truth or dare, Claire?

Mm... dare.

Whoo, daredevil, okay.

Hold your breath underwater for a full minute.

Boring!

What? A minute's a long time.

I want a real dare.

Um... Fine.

I'm all, swim across the pool topless.

I'm just kidding.

Okay.

Truth or dare?

Uh... pass.

Now who's the prude?

I'm not getting naked.

Then the truth.

Name your current crush.

Can you put your suit back on?

Why, is this bothering you?

I think it's bothering everyone.

Tell me who it is first.

And you can't say Winona Ryder.

You know what, why don't we just play

Name That Show Tune instead?

Me me me me me me me...

You're sharp. We're not playing that.

Just name someone already.

I don't wanna play this game, okay?

It's a feel-bad game,

and I'm not into feeling bad tonight, got it?

I'm just trying to have fun.

Okay, well that's never involved you

taking your clothes off before.

Uh, let's listen to each other's farts underwater.

Okay, you first.

Da-dum.

No no no, no no no no, Gene.

That does not mean that Data has a soul.

Uh... The entire point of the episode is to show

that he's a sentient being.

Right, but I think you're conflating sentience

with having a soul, which is wrong.

What are they talking about?

- Star Trek. - Ugh.

Brought these in for you.

Pizza core?

Don't mind if I do.

Pizza core?

Nevermore.

Who's the whore?

Claire.

Ow!

You guys are such jerks!

Nice one.

What? She's the nudist.

Hester Prynne pays the price.

Oh, you are terrible.

Not as terrible as Star Trek.

Hey.

Well, I actually prefer Deep Space Nine, so.

Ooh, with Nana Visitor, yeah?

More like Deep Throat Nine.

I would like to Trek her Stars.

Okay, with your tractor beam?

That how you get all the ladies, Oscar?

No, Oscar just opens his mouth and tracks 'em in.

Screw you, what?

- What? - What?

Wha'd I say?

I don't track men in.

I, I said them, not men. You misheard me.

Rose?

What's wrong?

Who did this?

There's a note.

"On your crimson wave?

Don't hide in a cave. Use these and be saved."

Oh, it's a menstrual mystery.

Wow, Rose, I know you needed a tampon,

but this is a little much.

Is Rose on the rag?

If this is your revenge, then bravo,

but I never, ever humiliated you like this.

Rose, it's a joke.

Let me finish.

I'm sorry that you feel snubbed or whatever,

but this little stunt is completely immature

and hostile, am I right?

Leave me out of this.

Et tu, Claire?

I'm not taking sides.

Call me Switzerland.

Okay, well Switzerland agreed that this would be funny.

- Oh! - Ally!

I only wrote the note.

I swear it was all her idea.

Who else was in on this? Hmm, hmm, hmm?

- Oscar? - What? Don't look at me. I've never even seen a maxi pad.

That's a tampon, you idiot.

I...

Wasn't sabotaging my game enough?

That wasn't me!

- Well then who stole the last clue? - It was Gene.

He's the one who's been a cranky jerk all night.

And the one who's ditching us.

What's that supposed to mean?

You're leaving us for JD's party.

That's not true!

Then why is your bag by the door?

I'm sure you guys could come. He said Ally could come.

Rose said JD only invited you.

No... you, too.

Wow. You lied to me?

I don't remember every damn detail!

Now who's the traitor?

Gene's the one who's been lying to us this whole time.

Rose, I swear.

Swear to who? God?

I swear I wanted to be here.

Then why have you been hiding from us for weeks?

Oh, get this, he told me it was

'cause his coworker is gay.

Screw you.

You can never keep a secret.

How was that a secret, Gene?

None of us know your coworker!

What coworker? You work shifts alone.

Yet, yet apparently the reason why we haven't heard

from him in weeks is because some guy at the Yogurt Spot

is gay, and Gene is, what, I don't know,

listening to his problems?

So much for loyalty.

Hey, get this.

Oscar's mom told me that he didn't even get

into the drama department at UCLA

because he bombed his audition.

Yeah, and he's going around bragging about all his

prayers coming true, well it's just another act.

Well, good job, Oscar!

Great performance! Bravo. Take a bow!

Bravo.

Wait, Oscar, you're not goin' to UCLA?

No, I am, just...

undeclared.

Guys, I'm,

I'm, I'm sorry I didn't

I'm sorry I didn't tell you.

I just told so many people that this was

what I was going to do.

But you still got into UCLA.

You're still gonna be in Hollywood.

It doesn't matter, Rose!

I can't even pass the audition to study acting.

What are my chances?

I bombed that audition!

And you got into NYU with a scholarship,

and I'm just some giant fake.

It's not true. You are not a fake.

No, you are so talented and driven.

You know what, JD was right. I'm just some phony.

No!

Pardon my French, but F that guy!

Do you know what he is?

He is an interloper.

And a deadbeat disruptor.

And do you know what else?

Screw UCLA.

You don't need 'em.

They have no idea what they're missing with you.

Hey maybe, maybe it doesn't even matter

'cause you'll get cast in some Spielberg film anyway.

I mean it's possible.

Right?

I'm really sorry, guys.

You don't have to be sorry.

Oh, I can't.

Oscar.

Get the door, Gene.

Spielberg?

Really?

Come on.

Genie! Didn't hear me honking?

Okay, zombie. Ally comin' too?

Um, I don't know... uh.

Come in for a sec.

Whoa.

What happened here?

Did you guys, uh, run outta apple juice?

Rose never runs out of anything.

Okay... um.

Just here to grab Gene, so.

Oh yeah? Uh,

where you going?

To... another party, actually.

Are we all invited?

Well, my, uh, I don't have enough

room in my car to...

We have cars.

Sure, yeah.

I mean, if you wanna go.

No thanks. I just wanted an invitation.

Oh, okay. Uh... Rose?

Oh, no. I have my flight in the morning.

That's right.

Yeah, the, uh, the Big Apple.

You sure you're ready?

That seedy city might eat you alive.

You know what?

It might.

And maybe I am callow and naive.

But I am so much more than your pithy judgments.

We all are, actually.

Rose, I'm joking...

The truth is, we have something that you don't.

And that's real friends.

Friends that are more like family.

So, you can call us Bubble Babies, or prudes,

but I see through you, too.

And all I see is a self-important cynic.

Nice monologue.

Uh... I'm just gonna.

I wanna go to Sammy's.

Can, can I wear this?

Uh, yeah, come as you are.

Nice job protecting your friends.

Just wish that included me.

Hey, JD?

I'm gonna stay here.

I,

I need to say goodbye.

Say hi to Sammy for me, okay?

Your loss, Genie.

Looks like it's just you and me, doll.

Don't worry, I'll show you a good time.

Ha! So presumptuous.

Hey, JD?

Gene. Not Genie.

He's gone. You okay?

I just feel so overdramatic.

If you were overdramatic, then what am I?

Patti LuPone?

More like Norma Desmond.

How's the hermit?

"My name is Harold, and

I live here all alone."

You stayed.

My Labrador.

I'm sorry, Pepper.

Yeah, me too.

Where's Ally?

Uh, she went with JD.

Really?

Well that's a first.

Yeah, it was all my fault, too.

I kept lecturing her about the real world.

Meanwhile, my parents are making me double major

in econ.

'Cause they're convinced that the acting thing

isn't... gonna work out for me.

So.

Part of me wishes we could stay like this forever.

I don't.

God bless it!

Hello?

Hi, Honey, it's me.

Hi, Mommy. You having fun?

Mm-hmm, we'll be home in an hour.

I'm glad.

- So was your party a hit? - Yeah.

Yeah, it's been

fine.

Oh, you know, I meant to tell you.

Guys!

Guess what I found?

Uh! Pee-wee Herman's dignity?

No, it's the last clue!

You guys, my mom found it under the tree in the back.

She thought it was there by mistake.

I'm glad my name's finally cleared.

Come on!

Don't you want to, uh... solve the mystery, huh, huh?

Rose, I already did.

Yeah, okay.

Who killed me?

We all did.

How did you know that?

Because you've loved the ...they all did it ending,

Agatha Christie, thank you, since like fifth grade.

That's true.

So, yeah.

Goddammit, son of a bitch, shit kickers from hell!

That felt really good.

Goddammit, shit kickers from hell!

Hey, stop making a mess, Claire!

Oscar, don't hit me!

Gene!

Oh, Oscar, don't hit yourself!

No!

Hands up where I can see 'em!

Ah!

Ah!

Did you... need to get your stuff?

Can I still spend the night?

Of course.

I'm sorry

that I wasn't more supportive.

I really do think you're incredibly talented.

Thanks.

So are you.

Sorry I messed up your bedroom

and called you a bitch.

When did you call me a bitch?

Oh like, in my head all the time.

How was the party?

It was fine.

I made out with a cute guy.

But then he puked everywhere, so I had JD bring me back.

You made out with some... some stranger?

Wh-Why?

I dunno.

Change of scenery.

You should try it.

Hey, you can sleep by me. Eh?

I mean, Ally won't be here to make her giant Big Bird nest, so...

Oh, excuse you!

Ally?

The prodigal daughter returns!

Yeah, they didn't have costumes or cheese balls,

so I had to motor.

- Dah! - Hey!

Yay.

There's room over here, Gene.

Wanna help me move the table?

Are you okay?

Huh?

Uh, yeah.

We're back!

Look who's home!

- Everybody have a good time? - Hi, Mommy.

Nice dress, Mrs. Z!

You like Gene a lot, right?

Like, more than a friend?

Did Rose say something?

No. No no no.

I just,

I'm not sure Gene likes girls.

What do you mean?

I mean I've noticed that Gene seems to like boys a lot.

Like Oscar. Or how Oscar likes JD.

But Oscar has a girlfriend.

Okay... okay.

Okay, I was just at Sammy's and Sammy is definitely gay.

But that doesn't mean Gene is.

True, but what about that story

he told us about his gay coworker?

Look,

don't tell him I said anything.

I mean, maybe I'm wrong, but,

I just want you to mind your expectations.

Trust me. I've been there before.

Rose?

Yes, Darling?

Farts are funny.

Farts are not funny!

Yes they are!

Oh! Four Farts and a Funeral.

Jurassic Fart.

Ooh, ooh, um,

Robin Hood, Prince of Farts.

You guys, shh!

The Remains of the Fart.

The Silence of the Farts!

Go to bed.

You have an early flight.

Rose, you have an early fart.

Shh, okay.

Good night.

Shh!

I'm sorry!

I'm sorry, it's after laugh.

What's after laugh?

It's like, um,

when everybody's done laughing

and you just start thinking about what was funny,

so you start laughing all over again.

Okay, see? So you just, you just pre-laughed.

What's pre-laugh?

It's when you're already laughing,

and then you just anticipate

the next thing someone says is also gonna be funny.

So basically you're just laughing

before the punchline even happens.

I never knew there were so many laugh layers.

That's, that's why you gotta stick with me.

Hey, I'm,

I'm sorry for being a jerk tonight.

And for not calling you back.

Sounds like work's been a lot.

Your coworker's problem?

Does he ever pray about it?

I don't think he's into that.

You can still pray for him, I mean.

I pray for you.

Everybody is so concerned for my immortal soul.

I love you, Gene.

I love you too.

You're like, uh,

the sister I never had.

Sweet dreams.

Night.

Apples and cheese.

We look like we're in a lineup.

Criminals, turn to your left.

Now the other way.

Okay, okay, don't miss your flight.

Last call for Flight 32.

Guys, lighten up.

She'll be back in three months.

No, Christmas break is in four months.

She's going to college. She's not dying.

Chalo, chalo, chalo!

Relax, Ma!

It's not like the freeway closes in five minutes!

It's called separation anxiety.

Why are you so right?

I'll miss you.

I know the Lord has something great in store for you.

Thank you.

Has anyone seen Pokey Panda?

Yeah, he's in the milk crate.

And then I also need the...

♪ I guess this is goodbye, old pal ♪

I have faith in you, Pepper.

♪ Goodbye! ♪

Then there were two.

Hey, what time's your flight leave tomorrow? Eight?

Nine. P.m.

P.m.?

Yeah. It's a red-eye.

Shoot, I have, I have to work.

Hakuna matata.

I don't need a big, dramatic sendoff.

Fine. It's been swell knowin' ya.

Hey, how's your coworker, by the way?

Oh, uh.

He's fine.

Better, actually.

Good.

You see JD this week?

Yeah, actually, uh, with Sammy.

He and I are supposed to go see

this movie about a desert queen.

Awesome.

Sammy's really cool.

Yeah.

You know, um,

we all love you.

Okay?

No matter what.

Hey! Uh, send me your number the minute you get it!

♪ That it's old and it's totally over now ♪

♪ And it's old and it's over, it's over now ♪

♪ And it's over, it's over, it's over ♪

♪ Now I can see myself ♪

♪ At the end of the tour ♪

♪ When the road disappears ♪

♪ If there's any more people around ♪

♪ When the tour runs aground ♪

♪ And if you're still around ♪

♪ Then we'll meet at the end of the tour ♪

♪ The engagements are booked through the end of the world ♪

♪ So we meet at the end of the tour ♪

♪ Never to part since the day we met ♪

♪ Out on Interstate 91 ♪

♪ I was bent metal you were a flaming wreck ♪

♪ When we kissed at the overpass ♪

♪ I was sailing along with the people ♪

♪ Driving themselves to distraction inside me ♪

♪ Then came a knock on the door which was odd ♪

♪ And the picture abruptly changed ♪

♪ At the end of the tour ♪

♪ When the road disappears ♪

♪ If there's any more people around ♪

♪ When the tour runs aground ♪

♪ And if you're still around ♪

♪ Then we'll meet at the end of the tour ♪

♪ The engagements are booked through the end of the world ♪

♪ So we'll meet at the end of the tour ♪

♪ And we're never gonna tour again ♪

♪ No, we're never going to tour again ♪