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Okay, Johnny, I know today sucked,

but you're just gonna keep your chin up

and you're going to keep moving forward,

because before you know it,

you're going to have so many talent scouts after you,

your head's gonna spin.

Okay, coach. If you say so.

No.

I know so.

Cut! I'm happy.

All right, that's lunch! Back at 2:45.

We still have 34, 57 and 59 to get through,

so let's hustle back, guys. Thank you.

Dude. You're straight killin' it!

What can I do it, man? This script is just...

Ummm...

Can you just deal with that, please?

Yeah. I got it.

Hey, mind if I...

Actually...

What's with the grub on this show? Jesus.

Are we... are we cool?

What?

You know, that whole thing yesterday.

Yeah, man.

It's whatever.

It's just that kids are so coddled these days,

I'm just trying to rough him up a little bit,

make him tougher.

Look dude,

you don't need to explain yourself to me, okay?

It's none of my business.

'Cause to be honest, I'm kind of worried

he might be a little bit of a late bloomer.

What do you mean?

You know man, like...

No, I'm sorry, I don't.

How old were you when you had your first girlfriend?

Dude, he's eight.

Yeah, yeah, I know. I know.

But when I was his age, I was crazy about girls.

That's all I ever thought about.

You can't tell me you weren't a Casanova back in the day?

What? Come on, man.

I guess I was a late bloomer then too.

Middle school, high school?

Those are prime years, what the fuck was wrong with you?

Jesus.

You know, it's funny 'cause

that's exactly what my dad asked me.

Yeah, right after he caught me having sex in the tool shed.

Ohhhh, shut the fuck up!

What was her name, man?

Come on man, you can tell a lot by a name, tell me.

Brent.

What?

His name was Brent.

You know, whenever he would get stressed

or angry, my dad,

he would get this vein on his forehead

that would just pop right out.

He didn't talk to me for a week.

Shit, I forgot some ketchup. I...

Take them all.

You know, the thing is, a few days later, he...

he stops me before I go to school and he says, I'm not...

I'm not mad at you,

but you're going to be spending the summer

at some nature camp in the Valley.

Listen, man, I got nothing against all of this.

My mom died when I was six.

So, my dad, he was all I had.

I would've done pretty much anything to fix it, you know?

At orientation, they made me a promise,

they said they were gonna mold me

into something that he would be proud of.

That it wasn't gonna be easy,

but if I did the work,

that everything would go back to the way it was.

And that's all I wanted.

I haven't talked to my dad in 14 years.

And you're right. This food is shit.

Everything okay?

Yeah.

Yeah, everything's fine.

Hey, do you know that guy that I was talking to

the other night?

The lawyer.

Yeah. You don't...

you don't know what room he's in, do you?

No, sorry.

But...

that guy might.

Hey.

Shouldn't you be with your girlfriend?

C'mon, you've never slipped up?

Is that what you call it?

Not even once?

Come on man, isn't that what you guys do?

What?

Nothing.

You mean gay men?

Where'd those scars come from?

When I was 14,

we got this secondhand desktop computer.

It was pretty beat up.

A few of the pixels were dead

and it took forever to boot up.

But it was ours.

I have four siblings, so computer time

was hard to come by.

One day,

I came home from school and the place was a ghost town.

I checked every room.

So, I ran to the computer and well,

you know, started doing my thing.

Just when I was about to finish,

I realized that I didn't have any tissues,

so I ran to the bathroom,

which was upstairs.

I peed super quick.

I couldn't have been gone more than two minutes.

Anyway, when I got back,

my mom was standing in front of the computer,

clutching her purse.

Really tightly.

What did she say?

Nothing.

The next day, the computer was gone.

And you never talked about it?

There you go, guys.

Thanks.

Are we doing food?

Yeah. Are you hungry?

Actually, can I get my bill?

Yeah, for sure.

Where you going?

I have an early flight.

Wait, what? Why?

Juror misconduct.

That's all I can say right now.

So, what happens now?

New trial isn't for a couple of months,

so we regroup and start all over again.

Do you need a machine?

No, I'm good. Thanks.

You know, no one gives a fuck anymore, right?

At least, not like they used to.

Well, I hope the rest of the shoot goes well.

Fuck man, will you...

will you hold on for a second?

It was just sex, right?

I'm sorry.

Don't be sorry.

Be different.

Can I get a long island?

How about we get you something to eat first?

Are you gonna make the drink or not?

Fine. Fine. Whatever.

Maid service.

Mr. Stone?

Yeah. Yeah. Can you come back later?

Are you okay, sir?

Yeah, I'm fine. I'm fine.

Just go away, please.