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Is this what you want?

She wanted to have sex with us.

Do you think...

she had a reason to do that to you?

Yup.

Money.

Trust me.

The same way Brian trusted me to keep you safe.

Let me deal with Marion.

He is my friend.

I can get the truth out of him quicker than you can.

Cheers motherfuckers! Cheers!

Take it easy man!

You're so intense.

Is he on crack again?

Not yet,

- unless, you want some? - Hey!

Let's not do that.

Let's just drink.

Come on, Bri.

You know beer doesn't do anything for me.

Okay okay.

But I'm driving you home, okay?

My driver can take yours instead.

- Yes dad. - Thanks dad.

But,

if you guys wanna partake...

Nope.

- I've got enough for everyone! - Such a jerk.

- You're embarrassing us! - Not here man, damn.

It's our party, isn't it?

- So awkward. - Me, I wanna partake.

Oops.

You look like you've been intoxicated by something else.

Wait, hold up.

I thought you were going to party?

Better safe than sorry.

Besides,

I've been there, and I've done that.

That one right there?

That one I haven't done.

The question is,

which one of you is she looking at?

You know what,

I'm happy for you dude.

This is the first time I've seen you this happy, so go ahead.

- Hands off, this is yours. Good luck, man. - How generous.

So selfless.

I don't need your blessing bro.

- There you go. - My man!

How you doin'?

So you're the player of the group?

Me? Nah.

I'm just the fun guy trying to know your name.

But if you're game,

I'm willing to play.

I'm Marion by the way.

Well, no.

I'm just here for a drink.

I'll join you then.

Are you a transferee?

I don't think I've seen you last year.

You know,

you should stop wasting both of our time.

I suggest you go back to your friends.

Bye Marion.

Dude.

Emerson was right.

She was eyeing Brian the whole time.

Dude!

Hannah Andal, incoming sophomore at Potenciana University.

You want her number? Here.

I don't get you, man.

I called dibs.

- Why did you hit on her? - Easy! Come on!

I just wanted to do you a solid, dude.

- I'm your wingman, dude. - I don't need your fucking help.

Okay.

You know what?

I'm good.

Hannah's all yours.

I have my own party with Molly.

I'm out.

I love you Hannah.

Are you okay?

I'm fine.

These Valiums have been paid, alright.

If you...

need someone to spend the night with,

I can stay here.

You don't have to be alone.

I'm okay.

I have my own demons.

I don't need one more to keep me company.

Why won't you give me a chance?

Hannah, I've never felt anything like this for anyone before.

You deserve better than how Brian treats you.

You deserve someone who

prioritizes you.

I can also give you everything he can.

I promise,

when I get my winnings,

I'll take you out on a trip.

Out of town, out of the country, anything. Anything you want.

Come on.

You asked me once, about what Brian has that you don't.

Brian isn't insecure.

He's not annoying, and he's definitely not desperate.

Hello Bri?

I told you, I'm not busy tonight.

I'm at home.

See you later.

Hey! You're too loud!

Why shouldn't I be? I'm happy.

You're happy. Why can't we tell the world we're happy?

It's been a week since I've cleared things up with Hannah so...

Exactly.

It's only been a week Brian.

I don't want people to think that I stole you from her.

What are your friends and family going to say?

I'm sure when they find out,

things will only get complicated.

We're good, aren't we?

Just the two of us.

In our own perfect, little world.

We're happy, aren't we?

Yes. I understand.

But I have a correction to make.

You didn't steal me from her.

I've always been yours.

Are we clear about that?

Okay.

Vaping isn't allowed here.

- Yes, ma'am. - It was him, ma'am.

- Asshole. - That was yours.

Anyway,

My teammates told me Marion doesn't take bets anymore.

I think he has a new business venture.

Well he needs it.

He gave Brian's bookie a huge down payment, didn't he?

He'll be dead if he doesn't cover it.

Are you going through something?

That's bad vibes, bro.

If I wanted a serious conversation,

I would have invited Brian.

Chill, man.

Let's just drink. On me.

Marion, what the fuck man?

Why would you gamble 500,000?

It's a sure win.

Sure win? We just lost!

We lost all our savings. Didn't we talk about this?

Bri, that's enough.

We only take 10%,

10% of our share!

We don't gamble.

That was our deal. How can I trust you now?

I'm sorry, Bri.

- Sorry. - Wow sorry.

I analyzed the bet.

- It was supposed to be a sure win. - Fuck this, man!

I'll cover my share.

But you take care of your fucking debt.

Seriously? Their fight was that intense?

Extremely intense.

Fuck you, Bri.

Pompous ass.

I'll fucking kill you.

- Bro easy. - I'll fucking slap you with your money.

What the fuck, seriously? Marion said that?

But...

do you really think he could be involved with Brian's incident?

I honestly don't know bro.

That's why I'm keeping this from Gab.

I don't want her near Marion.

And given his mental state, bro.

We don't know what he's capable of.

Let me know if you need anything. Keep me posted, okay?

I need to know everything that's going on.

And about Hanna's files in her cloud,

Leave it up to me.

I got it.

Bro.

About you and coach Saenz,

I wish,

you had told me sooner so I could have helped you too.

I'm really sorry bro.

It's not that I didn't trust you.

It's just difficult to...

open up those kinds of things. I mean, we're close.

But... okay take Brian for example.

I tried to talk to him, but it was really hard for me.

But I had to.

It was weighing me down so I had to.

I wanted one of my friends to know.

Well, bro we all had secrets.

But from now on,

in honor of Brian,

- no more secrets, alright? - I promise.

You and I,

- we're good right? - Of course we are.

Dad?

What are you doing here?

You're not responding to any of my messages.

And you're not answering my calls either.

I was busy, sorry.

You're busy with your podcast, right?

It's always about the podcast.

Dad, please.

If you're going to lecture me,

can you do it at home and not here?

And if you're following my podcast,

then you know I haven't done anything new,

since we last talked.

Does that mean you're done with it?

No.

I'm just getting my facts straight.

Because like you said,

in case I get into trouble with certain people,

they won't have anything on me.

Because I only tell the truth.

If you're evidence is real,

then why can't we go to the police?

Let's tell them everything you know.

So we can end this.

Come on.

Let's go.

I'm guessing,

you have nothing.

So let it go.

Gab,

Believe me or not,

I respect your hard work.

I don't want to ruin it.

I don't want to bother you.

I can go to your school and spill your secrets.

Be mad at me all you want,

but I just want to make sure you're safe.

If you do that,

then forget about having a daughter.

Marion Valles!

And who the fuck are you?

I heard you were hitting on my girlfriend!

Fuck you.

- Son of a bitch. - Hold him.

Fuck you!

Marion!

Run!

Let's go!

Fuck you!

My, my. Mr. Gochuico.

I've never seen you this thirsty.

It's my turn to be like Brian.

It's my turn to stop you.

I guess...

I'm doing this because...

Brian's gone.

Fuck.

I miss that jerk.

I miss Jiggy too.

You.

Our circle, right?

You know what I mean?

Ever since Brian died

we're never complete.

Oh well.

I know we were just in a fight but that felt like we're friends again.

I get it bro, I feel you.

Thanks for that.

I know I've been...

distant.

We all have different ways of mourning.

That's just it.

That's why

I'm worried about you, bro.

Man, I know you.

You might be

doing too much blow, fucker.

Next thing I know, you OD-ed.

Fuck.

I don't think I'd be able to handle that, bro.

Fuck this, bro.

- Asshole. - You're such a drama king, man.

But seriously, I appreciate that.

You don't have to worry about me.

I'm getting my shit together.

I'll pay my debt to the bookie.

How?

More gambling?

No, man.

You know what?

Since, you backed me up,

let me make it up to you.

I have a special event.

Come.

So you can see

how I'm going to make money.

More money

than Brian and I's gambling business ever made.

Ms. San Andres?

Here's your monthly stipend.

- Thank you, ma'am. - You're welcome.

Hey! Look!

Sam and Molly messaged me already. I told you they would.

They're talking to all scholars for this gig.

They're both so nice.

Hey, wait up!

Remember our deal.

Keep that door closed

- at all times. - Thank you, ma'am.

Why are you here?

We didn't send you an email.

I know.

It's a good thing they told me about this gig.

I kinda need the money.

Maybe I can help.

You know what, Gab?

Maybe you're the right girl that we're looking for.

What? Are you...

Molly's right.

You can join.

Alright, we'll give you a shot.

Okay.

Let's not waste our time here.

Girls, this will be quick.

We're looking for dancers for an exclusive house party event.

To be more precise,

we're looking for dancers and entertainers for our guest.

We will pay the girls we like,

20,000 for a night of drinking and partying.

That's it.

Hey flopcast! It's your turn.

Show us what you got and put your heart in it.

Stop the music!

Ladies...

and gentlemen.

I welcome you to,

First Class!

A night full of drugs,

and sex.

Name it.

And we've got you all covered, bitches!

Don't worry.

Because for tonight,

you can do anything.

Anything you want to do.

I got you covered! Enjoy!

Music!

Wow, flopcast.

Who knew you could be this hot?

Hot? I feel cold, actually.

Well that's perfect

for the person we'd like you to meet.

As promised, we have a special participant in this party.

Marion.

Sam and Molly are a little too excited.

We haven't even talked.

This feels too close already.

You don't need to move away.

We can talk like this.

If you wanna move closer,

then that's better than okay with me.

What if I want to enjoy your party first?

It looks fun.

Wild.

I heard the entrance fee's pricey.

5,000 per head?

Give me 3 more tabs. I'll send you the 15,000.

Calm down.

Can't you see I'm busy?

I'll go to you later.

Tabs?

You mean ecstasy?

I didn't know there'd be other businesses in your party.

I didn't expect you'd know about that kind of thing, Ms. San Andres.

Here.

I'll give you some for free.

No, thanks.

Free stuff won't help your business.

Right?

Well...

you can pay me some other way.

Come on.

Open up.

Open up.

You know what

I think I need a drink.

Cause that's a big one.

I could get choked.

Go.

Get a drink. Loosen up.

You bore me.

Brian said you were fun.

Oh shit. Sorry, sorry.

Hey, what happened? Where is Gab?

I don't get her.

She wasn't game at all.

Our deal is off.

Wait, I'll take care of it.

The night is still young anyway.

Alright.

Hold her.

Name it. And we've got you all covered, bitches!

Fuck, I can't hear anything.

Don't worry.

Hello?

Hello Gab. I know what Marion's been doing.

Emerson.

Chill, okay? I came straight away.

I found my way in through Sam and Molly.

So I took the chance.

Fuck!

You're in his party?

Is that why you're not answering my calls?

Get out of there!

I'm on my way.

But Emerson, it's a good opportunity.

I'm already here, and Marion's been telling me a lot so,

I just need to talk to him in a quieter place,

so I can record him better.

Hello?

Hello, Gab?

Shit. Fuck this.

Hannah?

- What the fuck, bro? That's my girl. - What do you want?

I'm sorry.

Here, bro.

Marion said you're looking for a drink.

Try our favorite.

Come on, Gab.

If you're not gonna party with us, then leave the party.

And forget about our deal.

Yeah.

- Drink? - You guys,

I was a little surprised, that's all.

Cheers!

- Cheers! - It's good.

That's really good.

Come on, Gab.

Let loose.

We're all fucking young,

wild, and fucked up.

What the fuck is happening?

Just take it all, Gab. We've got you.

- Stop! - Just do it!

That's not true!

Can't you just

for once

do what I want?

If you don't belong in their world,

then you're going to be their victim.

You're not just an addict,

you're a rapist!