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The Fourth of July in Cousins

is all about traditions.

Susannah decks out the whole house,

the dads come up for the weekend,

the boys steam clams and shoot off fireworks.

All the other Fourth of Julys, I was just tagging along.

But this year, I have friends.

I have plans.

Can I finish your milk?

- Here. - Mm.

Yo, I'm gonna go wash the clams.

- Did you get the lighter fluid? - Mm.

Yeah, it's already on the beach.

Mm.

Are we done with the portrait yet?

Yeah, for today.

But you do look good in a dress shirt, Steven.

Uh, which makes me think

if Belly doesn't hurry up and ask Cam

to that ball, you should take her.

Ew. No way.

No, no, no, yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm already going with Shayla.

To the debutante ball?

Yes.

As an escort?

Wrap your head around it, Mom, all right?

Shayla's coming today with Nicole and Gigi,

so you'll meet her.

That's wonderful.

Oh, and don't forget, Ms. Covington's first dance

rehearsal is tomorrow, so, uh, tick-tock.

I'm asking Cam today.

I don't know my kids anymore.

Wait, are you wearing makeup?

- Yeah, she's wearing makeup. - Oh, my... She definitely is.

- Ooh! - Mom!

- So what? We're having a party. - Mm-hmm.

I'm sure it has nothing to do with John

- coming to the clam bake? - Oh, please.

The husbands always come for the Fourth.

He's not your husband anymore.

Oops. Yeah. Ex-husband.

You know, I still don't understand

why you invited Dad's girlfriend.

Her name is Victoria,

and your father wanted us all to meet her.

Oh, Belly, I need you to make up the guest bed.

Wait, Dad and Victoria are staying here?

In the room next to mine?

Yeah.

Oh, speaking of dads, yours called.

He's closing a deal, so

- he can't come. - What?

- Did you say Dad's not coming? - Mm-hmm.

But I got some serious fireworks for the show this year.

We'll take a video.

It's not the same.

I know.

What're you smiling over there for?

No reason.

Laurel, will you come help me move the table?

Be right there.

You got to fold the bottom sheet at a 45 degree angle

if you want tight corners.

Yeah, not like that.

Then help me.

- You got to pull this down. - Okay.

Like this. Come here.

Is this what it would be like?

If we were older?

- Me and Conrad together? - See?

Thank you.

Don't you think it's weird that my dad

is staying here with Victoria?

Well, I'm sure they're not gonna have loud sex.

That's foul.

Ugh.

And why is my mom letting him bring

- his bitchy girlfriend anyway? - Hey.

How do you know she's bitchy? What if she's, like...

a really nice person or something?

Uh, what if... uh, and-and, like, just hear me out...

she's a bitch.

Stop.

It's gonna to be fine, okay? Don't worry about it.

I'm sorry your dad's not coming.

Don't be. I'm not.

Belly.

The bitch is here.

I was kind of hoping for a vapid ditz in Lululemons.

- Stereotypical midlife crisis? - Yeah, that.

You have a much better ass.

You made it.

- Yes. - How was the trip?

I forgot how crazy it gets here around the Fourth.

We almost hit a guy in a Segway

with, uh, red, white, and blue body paint.

- Oh, this is, uh... - Victoria. Hi.

Thank you so much for having me. I'm such a big fan of your work.

Thanks.

She's hot.

- Dude. - What?

I'm just saying what everyone else is thinking.

I wasn't thinking that.

Yo, that could be their future stepmom.

- Dude, what the hell? - Don't push me.

Guys, they're coming, they're coming. Ah!

Go, go, go, go, go.

Hey.

Be nice.

Hey.

Come give your old man a hug, huh?

- Dad! - Hey, Dad.

Oh, my gosh! Um...

This is Victoria.

Hi, guys. It's-it's really great to meet you.

I've heard nothing but five-star reviews.

- Here, let's put this in the kitchen. - Okay.

There is no way she's 27.

We have to grab her wallet and check

- her ID. - She's in grad school. Chill.

I can't chill. I mean, knock-off Dakota Johnson

- has her claws in our dad. - Yeah.

Oh, my goodness. This is the most

beautiful kitchen that I've ever seen.

- Thank you. - Thanks.

Steven, can you get your dad's bags

and put them upstairs, please?

Yeah, I-I just need your keys to pop the trunk, then.

Actually, Vick and I decided to stay in town this weekend.

Figured you guys had a packed house.

- Oh, that sounds fun. - Oh, yeah.

- Well, are you sure? - Whatever you think is best.

So... I convinced John

to stop at a fruit stand on the way over,

and I figured I could make some pomegranate

- margaritas later. - Oh, how thoughtful of you.

Oh, I'll get it.

I... Shayla...

here.

The debs have arrived.

And then we do Hayley Kiyoko next.

She's super vibey. You would love her.

Love. Do you listen to SZA?

I'm kind of offended you felt the need to ask me that.

Okay. Of course. What else do you have on there?

I can't stop smelling you.

- Okay, well, it's Le Labo. - Mmm.

Well, I "le lab" it.

You "le lab" it?

That's what my family does, too.

Oh, really? Do you know what you're gonna be?

Oh, yeah?

My dad runs a hedge fund. I'm not really sure

what he does much more than that,

but, growing up, I always thought he worked on bushes.

I still think that.

And what does your mom do?

Mom. Come on, stop interrogating her.

It's all right. She's at a wellness retreat

in Arizona until August. Code for

"I need to get away from my family for a bit."

Shayla. You have to read this text. Come here.

Duty calls,

but it was so nice to meet the both of you.

You have really raised an incredible son.

He's extremely respectful.

- Thank you. - See you later.

What a rad girl, Steven.

Ugh, don't say "rad," Dad.

- D-Don't... No, don't say that. - No, I'm a rad dad.

I like her. She's confident, knows who she is.

I'm surprised a girl like that would want to deb.

Is there a place around here I can rent a tux

for you?

- Um... - Steven, come here.

No. No, no, no. I-I've got it covered, Dad.

Thank you.

Yeah.

So, tell me about this deb ball.

Yeah, so, um, apparently, it's for girls like me.

Girls who, uh, don't know who they are.

Belly, I didn't mean it like that.

You know, actually, my cousin did it

in Chicago and they raised a ton of money for public schools.

Great.

Yeah. Uh, Belly,

would you mind showing me where I can find a bathroom?

Sure.

Victoria really did read your book, you know?

I'm surprised she didn't run screaming by the end of it.

I'm a novelist, John. I write fiction.

Tell that to Victoria.

But how late can she stay?

Wouldn't want her parents getting upset.

- Okay. - She can drink, right?

I'd hate for those pomegranates

- to go to waste. - Okay.

No, I understand.

God, I missed this.

All of us together again for a good old Fisher Fourth.

Almost everyone.

So Adam couldn't make it, huh?

Apparently not.

That's dope.

How'd you learn to make these?

So I actually spent a summer in this desert town

in Texas near the border called Marfa.

And there was a bar there that served these,

and I told the bartender that I would not leave

until he showed me exactly how he made these.

Can I try a sip?

Are your parents cool with that?

- Yeah, yeah, no, they don't care. - Oh, then, sure.

I'm gonna take this out to your dad.

Do you mind taking those out to Susannah and your mom?

- Yeah, sure. - Thanks, love.

Oh, well, how is it? Strong?

- That is amazing. Yeah. - Is it?

Mmm. No wonder you like it.

- It tastes just like a Slurpee. - Yeah, exactly.

- But I have an idea. - Oh, no.

Sous-chef, I'm gonna need some more pomegranate juice.

You got it.

What are you guys making?

Pomegranate margaritas, but with a twist.

Well, you got to use the good blender.

Oh, I-I haven't used that thing

since the great Kool-Aid debacle of 2011.

I remember, the counters were sticky for...

- two summers? - Yeah. Just about.

Dad kept his, uh, briefcase in my room for a year.

"As a reminder that all mistakes are not reversible."

Wait, won't he be mad if he finds out?

Well, he's not gonna find out. He's not coming.

- Okay. - Yeah.

Yeah.

Thank you, sir.

Oh, she's going for the good stuff.

Yeah...

We don't need another debacle.

- Yeah. - Stop it, stop.

- No, stop. - A lot more, a lot more tequila.

No, no, no, no, no!

No, keep your hands on it.

Keep your hands on it.

Man, you know what I miss?

Huh?

Watching Laurel put Dad in his place.

You know, she'd walk in, she'd be like, "Adam."

Adam.

You came.

- Happy Fourth. - Dad!

- You came. - Hey.

Hey, guys. Hey, Connie.

I'll have a little of what you're mixing up there.

- Ooh. - Yeah, sure.

- Hey, thanks, Belly. - Oh, you're gonna love

the firework show this year. It's gonna be the best one yet.

I believe it.

Where'd everyone go?

Hey.

Adam.

You managed to get off work.

Yeah, couldn't miss the Fourth with my family.

All right, well, let's get back to the party.

Okay, let's go, kids.

All right.

Hey, Connie, can I talk to you for a minute?

I'm gonna head to the beach.

How you feeling, Suz?

Listen, a friend of mine at Sloan Kettering

said they're starting an experimental trial soon after...

What are you doing here, Adam?

Laurel called me this morning,

said, "Get your ass here," so I'm here.

She shouldn't have done that.

You didn't know.

No, I didn't.

Well, I thought you'd changed your mind.

Well, since it's done, we, um, we just need to get through it.

Jere's really excited to show you his fireworks.

I'm not ruining the Fourth for the boys.

- Hot pink? - Oh...

Or if...

May I present

The Belly Special?

- Ooh, very nice. - Those look awesome.

Uh,

we saved you the inflatable unicorn.

Well, thank you.

- You want some? - Yeah.

Very cute.

Hey, guys.

Hey. Check out who I found.

- It's Cam Cameron. - Cam!

Oh, I'm good, man. Thank you, I don't drink.

Yes, that's right. More for me.

That's fine.

- Cool... - Hey, soul buddy.

- Hey, Jere. - Hey, Shayla.

- What's up, Gigi? - Hi, there.

Hi.

- What's up? - Um...

- What is that? - It's...

a pomegranate margarita.

It's not a race, Con.

Yeah, save some for the rest of us, please.

Okay, wait, wait, wait. But what if it was a race?

I mean, isn't that... isn't...

Isn't that the premise of, like, every drinking game?

You want to play a drinking game?

Why not? I mean, it's the Fourth of July, right?

- Fuck it. - Let's do it.

Oh, I got it!

Drink!

- Jeremiah, drink. - No!

- Shayla. Drink up. - What?

Chug that.

Oh, hey. Gigi, drink.

She was going in there.

Drink.

Oh, drink!

What?

Oh, my God,

why am I so bad at this?

Ah!

Yay! Here you go.

Wait, wait, wait. That's a new...

Oh...

- Yes. - Oh...

Come on.

No way... Oh!

That's a shame.

Next time... Oh!

- We killed it. Isn't it... - We killed it.

- You did. - Come on.

Oh, let's go.

- That's my boy. - That's one.

That's pretty good. That's pretty good.

What was that?

- Maybe next time. - Come on, Steven.

Let's go! Oh, my God!

- Oh, yeah! - What happened?

Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah!

- You are so good at games. - Yeah, I know you're kidding.

Oh, okay, but did you know that she was one

of the last people to visit Lindsay Lohan's beach club

in Mykonos before it closed?

- Are you serious? - Mm-hmm.

Oh, my God, I'd die for Lindsay.

Ugh, she's a queen.

Ibiza is superior, though.

As if.

- You don't agree? - No.

- Back me up. - Hey, Connie, catch.

- Yes, no, I... Yes, I agree. - He's lost.

"Yes, no, yes, no, I agree."

- Shut up. - Doesn't know what he's talking about.

He knows what he's talking about. He's on my side.

Here, let me help.

- What is wrong with... - I don't need it.

All right, here it comes.

Oh, easy with the velocity, Tom Brady.

Ho, hoo.

Interception.

Go deep.

Your spiral's looking pretty tight.

- Must be in the genes. - Touchdown, Patriots.

Oh, hey. I talked to Coach Walsh from Brown.

He says there's a spot on summer sessions waiting for you.

- I'm good here. - Hey, Dad.

Uh, we're lighting that big firework you got in Mexico,

the one that, uh, makes the big palm tree.

- It's gonna be awesome. - Can't wait.

Just don't aim it near the house, all right?

Hey, come here, I want to show you how to run a post.

Yeah, we got to go dig the clam pit.

Oh. I'll come help.

Why don't you go spend some time with Mom?

I don't get Conrad.

It's, like, one minute he's all over me,

and he stays over, but then we don't even fuck, right?

And then this morning, he's, like, super into me,

he's all over me, and now he's like, "Oh, football."

Yeah, no, he's really hard to read sometimes.

- Like all the time. - Yeah.

Do you really think he likes me?

Yeah. Yeah, totally.

I mean, he talks about you a lot.

- Really? - Yeah. Mm-hmm.

Hi.

You may want to hydrate. Water.

Cam Cameron, you are so sweet. Isn't he sweet?

Mm-hmm.

Uh, do you want to go

for a walk on the beach?

Belly, by the way, I love that dress.

Really? Thanks, I... Taylor got it for me, actually.

Mm, Taylor has great taste.

Yeah, I know, right?

She totally does. Oh, my God.

You know what?

You and Taylor are, like, twins.

Because you're both mega-fashiony.

- It's true. It's true. - And you're both, like...

baddies, wouldn't you... Baddies.

And you both like the same summer boys, which is...

- We do? - Come on.

- Let's go for that walk. - No, no, no, Cam.

- Yeah. - I'm talking. One sec.

Look, Shayla, like, don't worry, because my brother is an idiot.

And it didn't mean anything. It didn't mean anything.

- Let's go for that walk. - Wait, what didn't mean anything?

Uh, them-them kissing.

- Hey... - It was like... He-he, like, loves you.

He loves you. And... Wait, does anyone want another drink?

I want another drink.

Hey.

Can you be nice to Dad for one day?

Seriously, he's trying.

Good for him.

Whatever you have with Dad, squash it, all right?

Please.

Yeah, it's mostly a work summer.

I mean, Princeton is pretty expensive.

And t-that's if I get in, so...

You will. You got hustle like I did.

Hey, have you found the card room?

At the club.

It's off the men's locker room.

Most days, there's a high-stakes poker game in there.

Private bar, dedicated server.

And big tips?

When the game's rolling, we hand out Benjamins.

I'll put in a call, see what I can do.

Thank you.

- You should. They're really... - Yeah?

Would be cool.

Wait, Cam, everyone's leaving.

Tell them, tell them not to go.

- Tell them not to leave. - Stay, you guys.

Uh, Shayla doesn't feel good.

I think we had a little too much.

Oh... O-Okay, yeah. Well, I'm...

I mean, I still feel... I feel gr... great.

You know what?

Let's do this again tomorrow.

- Let's do it again tomorrow. - Okay.

Yeah.

- Bye. - Okay.

- Bye. Right? - Belly.

- Uh... - I'm actually gonna take off, too.

- Why? - I just think we can catch up

when you're a little less...

- A little less...? - Um, just drink water.

- Okay. But I'm not, I'm not drunk. - Drink a lot of water. Yeah.

- I'm not drunk. I'm... - Water would be good.

- Call you tomorrow. - I'm not... Okay.

Hmm.

Hello, sea creature.

Hello. Ooh.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey, w-whoa. Are you guys leaving?

Our Uber's here.

Your Uber's here?

- Just give me a minute. - Are you sure?

Yeah, it's fine.

Can I come with?

It's cool, we don't, like, have to do everything together.

It's not like we're a "thing."

I mean, I was busy in New York last weekend,

and you were hanging out with Taylor at Nicole's party.

Taylor? No.

No, no, no, no. S-She's just Belly's best friend.

I know you guys hooked up.

Sh... Shayla, that doesn't...

That really doesn't mean anything.

Look, she doesn't mean anything. It's not...

You can relax. I mean, it's not like we're exclusive.

Debs aren't even supposed to date their escorts.

We're just having fun, right?

Nothing serious.

Yeah.

Yeah, no, w-we're just, uh, having fun.

Yeah.

I'm glad we're on the same page.

I'll, uh, I'll see you later.

Laurel, what the hell?

Just get in here.

What's going on with you and Beck?

This is all your fault.

You shouldn't have called me like that.

Not without asking her.

Your wife is dying of cancer

and you can't make it to her favorite holiday?

I'm staying away because she told me to.

I thought you knew that.

Why doesn't she want you around?

- What did you do? - I fucked up.

Just like you knew I would.

Oh, sea creature...

Where are you?

Uh, I'm in the shower.

Everybody left.

But we still got margaritas to drink.

Okay, well, I can't drink it in the shower.

Can you just put it down and I'll get it after?

Can I shower?

I've always liked you with wet hair.

It's so... romantic.

What's so romantic about wet hair?

You just don't get it.

How many of those have you had?

Two, five. It's...

It's not important.

Let me just ask you one thing, okay?

Did you buy me that infinity necklace for my birthday?

I knew it.

- I knew I was right. - Can I please...

Can you give me some privacy, please?

I knew it. I knew it.

Who said you could have a margarita?

Um, Victoria?

Cake time.

What? It's cake time.

Where'd all the kids go?

Uh, more for us.

That's the spirit, John, my eternal optimist.

Ooh, I want the piece with the strawberries!

- Belly, are you okay? - Honey, are you okay?

Ow.

- Here, let me help you up. - Adam, I'm fine.

- Come on. Please. - I got it. I got it, stop it.

God, just go away.

I-I'm sorry.

- Mom? - I'll deal with you later.

Let's ...check on Belly.

Come on. Let's go.

- Dad? - Yeah, sweetie?

- There you go. - I think Victoria's really cool.

That's great, sweetie.

I'm sorry about your grandmother's cake stand.

Whatever.

Well, I see you're not wearing your ring.

Want to tell me what the hell is going on with you and Adam?

I'm sorry, but how was I supposed to know

the two of you weren't getting along?

We should get back to the party.

No, we're not leaving this room

until you tell me what's going on.

He cheated on me three years ago with his secretary.

What?

While I was going through chemo.

Are you...

So '80s, right?

Then again, Adam never was very creative.

Wait.

Why didn't you tell me?

Because you would've told me to leave him

and I didn't want to and now I do.

Why now?

I don't want him next to me at the end.

- I'm gonna kill him. - Laurel, I've handled it.

By the time we get back, he'll be moved out.

Uh...

Hold on. Y-Y...

Slow down a second.

Adam's a dick, but you're gonna need him.

- The boys are gonna need him. - We will be fine without him.

Okay, but clearly you aren't.

You always think you know so much better than everyone else.

Just-just stop trying to manage my life.

If I don't, who will?

Beck, you're not thinking this through.

Who's gonna drive you to your appointments,

who's gonna make sure the boys are eating and going to school?

Look, I am doing my best, okay? So just stop pressuring me.

You know I'm gonna be the one who has to clean all this up.

Well, nothing will make you happier.

Fuck you.

How is she?

She's good.

Are you good?

No.

Think fast.

- Jesus. - Ready?

- Why is your aim so bad? - Hey, listen,

it's not my fault you can't hold a garbage bag.

- All right. - Hey, Dumb and Dumber,

can you guys go set up the fireworks?

- I'll clean up. - Yeah. Sure.

Let's go. Come on.

Come on.

Hey, Dad.

Oh. Hey.

Did you get everything cleaned up?

Yeah, and Belly's upstairs with her dad.

Why'd you let her get so drunk?

You're lucky she and your mom didn't get hurt.

I didn't know she was drinking that much.

You're the oldest.

You're supposed to look out for the younger kids.

I don't know why, but I thought I could talk to you.

Hey, hold... Connie, hold on. I'm sorry, man.

I got a lot going on right now.

Just leave, Dad.

Yeah! That was awesome!

Come on. That was your best one yet.

What's wrong?

Shayla knows about Taylor.

Oh, shit.

That's the thing, man.

Like, Shayla didn't even seem mad.

I don't... I don't know, she didn't even seem to care.

She said we weren't anything serious anyways.

And you bought that?

Dude, she was wanting you to say you wanted to be exclusive.

- What? No. - Yes, dummy.

- No. No, no, no, no. - Yes. I know how these things work.

Oh, fuck.

Dude, I don't know, man.

I'm just... I am just crazy about her.

I swear, I've just never felt this way about anyone else.

Well, quit your fucking moping and go tell her.

Give me some. Come on.

- Yeah. - Hey, there.

How's my little Bean?

Bean is broken. Ow.

Oh, my head.

Oh, is Susannah really mad at me?

She could never be mad at you.

Well, Mom probably is.

She'd be one to talk.

I remember one July Fourth

when Susannah rented a margarita machine.

Here. This helped.

Trust me, the bread and grease are your friends.

Mm.

I can't really picture Mom drunk.

Well, didn't happen often, but when it did,

look out.

Do you still love her?

Um, I think

I'll always be a little bit in love with Laurel.

But, um, she stopped being in love with you?

It's not that simple. Um...

sometimes people change.

They grow in different directions.

It doesn't mean they stop loving each other.

Where is Mom?

She left. I think she and Susannah had some kind of fight.

- What? - Don't worry.

They'll work it out. They always do.

Come on.

Gin martini, very cold.

Thank you.

Hemingway would approve.

He used to freeze water in tennis ball cans

and put them in the martini pitcher

so his martini was ice cold.

- Dad? - Hey, kid.

- Are you leaving already? - Yeah, uh,

Barclay deal's falling apart. Got to get the next flight

back to London tomorrow.

It's Fourth of July weekend.

Yeah, the Brits don't really consider

our independence a holiday, so...

I thought you were going to teach me some curl routes.

Promise, all right? After I close this deal.

And we got to talk varsity football for next year.

Oh, I'm not that good, Dad. I'm not Conrad.

You're faster than he ever was.

All right, love you, son.

I love you, too, Dad.

All right, see ya.

Hi. Uh...

What's up?

Look, can we revisit,

you know, that whole thing about you and me being casual?

Sure.

Uh, can I sit?

Yeah, go ahead.

All right. Um...

So, look, I-I fucked up before.

Uh, uh, no. Actually twice.

First, when I hooked up with Taylor...

w-which was the dumbest thing I've ever done, okay?

And then... and then earlier today, when you said

we weren't anything serious, and I agreed with you.

I-I didn't... I don't know.

I didn't mean that shit.

Then why did you say it?

Because I choked. I...

Look, I'm sorry. All right? I-I'm sorry.

You just make me so nervous.

- Why? - Why? W...

Because you are you.

I don't... I don't want to be with anybody else.

All right?

I mean, do you?

No.

When we went out with my first novel...

Mm-hmm.

...everyone said, "Aah! There is..."

"There is no market for a book

about a Filipino main character."

And now, it's all they want from me, you know?

Oh, my God, yes, completely.

Right?

But at least they want something from you.

- Well... - Excuse me.

I wouldn't be surprised

if my publisher passed on my next book.

Yeah.

I mean, not that I even have a next book to give them.

Oh, no. I hear you, you know?

The book that I'm working on right now, it's kicking my ass.

You know, I sit there all day, and I just stare at my computer.

Ah, the life of a writer.

Hey, do you want to get out of here?

Where to?

- Hi. - Jesus.

What are you doing?

I'm just having some cereal before I go for a swim.

Where were you?

Just went for a drive.

Aren't you going to yell at me?

Do you want me to yell at you?

No.

what I want is to go back in time

so that I didn't barge in on Conrad in the shower.

Was he naked?

No, he was wearing a bathing suit.

Ugh. But I did tell him

that he looks very romantic with wet hair.

I hope Cam wasn't there for that.

Thank God, no.

Oh, but he's probably mad at me, too.

- I'm never drinking again. - I'm gonna make hangover soup.

You can have it for breakfast.

I don't know if I feel...

I feel like...

fireworks with Cam.

Did you feel them with Dad, at least in the beginning?

What I felt for your dad was... steady.

It was like a... cozy campfire

that would keep me warm all through the night.

But that wasn't enough?

I guess not.

Have you ever felt fireworks for anybody?

Once, but it was never going to work out.

The fire would've burned us both alive.

But it... it didn't work out with Dad, either,

so how-how do you know when it's the right person?

You'll know when you want to be with that person no matter what.

Too hot, too safe... you won't care.

It'll just feel right.

Hmm.

Um, your bow is untied.

Ooh. Um...

Love you, Mom.

Love you, too, Bean.

So... does everyone hate me now?

Who could ever hate you?

So I think my mom just got railed.

What?! By who?

I don't know.

Wow. Go, Laurel.

Belly, about the necklace...

- Um, I'm sorry I brought it up. - No, no.

I, um... I did get it for you.

Then why didn't you give it to me?

I don't know.

I got embarrassed, I guess.

Why?

Belly, you don't know the effect you have on people.

Effect on people? I don't...

I don't know what you're talking about.

Yeah.

You do.

Huh?

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