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Shh.

Oh, fuck.

- Dispatch to 842.
- Man

842, single
motor vehicle accident.

Possible Jeep rollover.
Approximate mile marker 13.

Female is reported
to be outside the vehicle.

Possible head trauma.

Let's go!

Don't worry.
I'm a paramedic.

And now for the news.

Three more abandoned vehicles
have been found in

the Pine Barrens region of
Bristol County this past month.

Locals are saying
Ash Pine Road has become

the new Bermuda Triangle
with 31 cars and/or drivers

going missing over
the past 20 years.

Seems the Golden Gears
car races have created

a few more monsters to
watch out for on the road...

Don't worry.
I'm a paramedic.

...Automobile accidents involving
teen drivers have just gone up

29 % in Bristol County over
the past three years.

¶ Given the need to know ¶

¶ And who would've known ¶

¶ Take it away ¶

Don't feel bad.
I'm a bad driver.

Oh, fuck that.

I won Junior Gold Gears
two years running.

Oh, yeah,
you're funny, huh?

No. It just sounds like
a terrible experience.

It must have been
really scary.

You wanna see something
really scary?

Um, what is it?

Ah, it's better
if I show you.

Asshole!

That was really scary!

Well, I told you.

You could have killed us.

You'll be fine.
We do it all the time.

That's funny.

Rachel couldn't
handle it either.

Okay.

Let's make it fun.

Please don't kill me.

I'm never even
been to California.

Jordan?

Oh, shit, Jordan!

9-1-1, what's your emergency?

Hello? We've been in
a really bad accident.

Please send help.

We're on Ash Pine Road.

Thank God.

He hasn't moved.

He's trapped.
Please hurry.

Hello?

Can you get him
out of there?

Is he gonna be okay?

Jordan?

Don't worry.
I'm a paramedic.

Worry about what?

Help me!

Jordan!

¶ I know what you said ¶

¶ And I've been torn apart
since the day you left ¶

¶ I don't think I can ¶

¶ Do it again ¶

¶ So much in my own head ¶

¶ Totally obsessed
with the shit you said ¶

¶ I don't think I can ¶

¶ Do it again ¶

Let's go!

¶ ...I will see you
in the end ¶

¶ How much should I take ¶

¶ When everything you made
you will someday break ¶

¶ And I don't think I can ¶

¶ Do it again. ¶

Amy?

Yeah?

Could you grab
the mail, baby?

Department said that Daddy's
last check was finally sent.

Yeah, I got it.

It's only been
eight months.

You working today?

No.

Bill Higgins is supposed
to pop by

with a tomato plant.

Great.

I have those same boxers.

Thank you, Rachel.

Got new movies.

God, I love your mouth.

Let's go.

Nice underwear.
Real sexy.

Later, flapjacks.

Hey, Jason.
Nice day, huh?

Oh, what's on your lip?
It's a huge whore.

Did I hear you talking
to somebody out there?

No.

Here's your mail.

Thank you, baby.

I thought maybe
it was Angel.

Yeah. I don't think so.

What happened?

Nothing.

She's too busy with
her new friends.

I have too much going on,
though, anyway.

Yes, you do.

Have to get your essay
in their hands by the 15th.

My ticket out of
this town, thank God.

Hey, Mom, do you think dad
would have loved you

if you were like deformed

or had flapjacks
or something?

What?

I don't know.
Never mind.

What would make you
ask that, sweetie?

Nothing, nothing.
Just drop it.

Of course, your father
would have.

He did.

That's why he married me

and not that bimbo
Judy DeZulla.

Okay, Mom, we can't all be
as beautiful as you are.

Honey, I'm sure whatever is going on
with you and Angel is just a phase.

What's his sudden interest
in you anyway?

I mean, he only likes
skanks like Brooke.

Well, I guess
I'm a skank then.

Because he likes me.
And I like him.

Brad?

I mean, come on.

He's such an asshole
'roid head.

Amy, he's not!
He's really nice.

If you would just give
him a chance...

No, thanks.

I'd rather die than hang out
with those douchebags.

Everything's always
about you.

Why can't you just
be happy for me?

Amy?

What?

Just drop it.

Such a YouTube queen.

I guess she is used to having
her legs open, isn't she?

Unbelievable.

Whoo!

- I wanna do it.
- You wanna do what?

I wanna ride the space.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Okay.

My baby's gonna
ride the space! Whoo!

Woo-hoo-hoo!

Wait. What?

Check it out!
Whoo-hoo!

- I'm doing it!
- Whoo!

Man!

Stop.

Babe?

- Come on, baby.
- Look, stop! Seriously!

Brooke, I'm driving!

Guys?

Easy, easy!

Angel, Angel!

Oh, shit!

No, no, no, no!

No, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

You're okay, you're okay.

9-1-1.

There's been an accident.

We're gonna be in
so much trouble!

Don't worry.
We'll be fine.

We? What about her?

Shit.

About fucking time.

- Tim, come on, man!
- What are we gonna say?

What the fuck
are you doing?

Let's just say she fell.

How'd the fuck would she
fall out of a moving car?

I don't know!

She was always just
goofing off like that.

So she climbed out
without anyone noticing?

And just fell?

I swear.

- Dude, what happened?
- It was an accident.

You! You!

It wasn't anyone's fault.
It was an accident!

Cut the crap.

Breathe! Relax!

What took you guys so
long to get here?

We got one ambulance
covering 300 square miles.

Do the math.

In the past couple of months,

Angel and I had grown apart.

not because we didn't
want to see each other.

But because she wanted
to try new things and grow.

Your hair looks so good.

I know, right?

The guy who does hair
in Top Model did it.

He's really good.

Unreal.

I'll remember her for
the free spirit that she was

and how she taught me
the meaning of friendship.

- Shut up!
- It's awesome.

It's a funeral,
not a fashion show.

I love you, Angel.

I'm gonna miss you so much.

You're so bad.

That was beautiful.

All right now. I'm going
to get you out of here.

But first, a few words about
automobile safety

from Sergeant Higgins.

I feel sick.

That's because you're drinking
at 10:30 in the morning.

Shut up!

Thank you,
Principal Stockton.

Obviously, not my
favorite part of the job.

Statistics show
that vehicle crashes

are the number one cause
of death in this country.

So I know you're out
there having a good time.

And you're texting.
And you're jamming.

And you're rockin'
out to the radio.

But let me tell
you something,

by the time I get there,
the fun is over

and what I see is
not so pretty.

So could you please just
keep in mind, please,

that a car is not

a toy.

Hey, good job in there.

It was really nice.

I'm sorry.

Thanks.

Hey, Mary.

Hey, Amy.

I just wanted to personally
give you my condolences.

Those kids friends
of yours too?

Not at all.

That's good because I think
Angel would have fared

a little bit better if she hadn't
been friends with them either.

Do you suspect that there
is more to their story than...

Following up on
a couple of things.

We're gonna go.

Right.

- See you soon.
- Yeah.

Oh, and, Amy, you need anything,
don't hesitate to call day or night, okay?

I always promised your
father I'd watch after you.

He would have done
the same for me.

Well, I'm fine.

Okay.

¶ Keep me inside ¶

¶ See you in time ¶

¶ Wait by my side ¶

¶ Wait for sunshine ¶

¶ 'Cause it won't take long ¶

¶ To get where you wanna go ¶

¶ If you take it day by day,
yeah, you take it slow ¶

¶ Though the path is rough and
you're carrying a heavy load ¶

¶ Soon, you'll find your way
onto the better road ¶

¶ 'Cause it won't take long
to get where you wanna go ¶

¶ If you take it day by day,
yeah, you take it slow... ¶

God damn it!

Why does nothing work
in this office?

What's the problem?

Stupid mouse.

The mouse is stupid.

Listen, by the way,
there's this kid, Jordan Banks.

He went away
for the weekend

and didn't check in
with his mommy yet.

Big surprise there.

His mom's been up my dick hole
like a goddamned kangaroo.

Sounds painful.

It is.

I just don't get guys.
I think they're all jerks.

Some are, kid.

Not all of them.

You got home late again
last night.

Mm-hmm.

You and your new boyfriend must
be having quite the time together.

Archie's not
my boyfriend.

But thank you for asking.

So do we have step dad
material here or what?

What are you doing?

I'm sorry. I'm just...

I miss Dad.

I know.

Me too.

And now with Angel,

I can't imagine.

You know what I was thinking
about the other day?

What?

Do you remember
the July 4th Fair?

Of course.

- The fireworks?
- The fireworks.

They were so low
and I was so lost.

Daddy jumped on you
like you were on fire.

I just don't get
what he sees in her.

Who?

Jason.

Okay, if you like
him so much,

why don't you just
ask him to chill?

Chill, Mom?

What? I can't say chill?

No, you can.

It's just...

I just, um, I wanted
to run something by you.

Okay.

Hold that thought.

I think I want a boob job.

A boob job?

I thought you were doing so
well with your jazzercise tapes.

It's cardio kickboxing, Mom.
And it's not enough.

But, baby, you're so
beautiful the way you are.

Can't we at least
talk to Dr. Monroe?

We'll talk about this
in a bit, okay?

Phil?

Hi. Come on in.

Thanks.

What brings you by?

Well, actually, I wanted
to talk to Amy.

So what do you know
about Jordan Banks?

That he's
a walking STD?

Amy!

All right.

Any idea where he might be?

No, not a clue.

Why do you ask?

Well, his folks filed
a missing persons.

And I didn't know if there was any word
on the street as to his whereabouts.

Hopefully, well,

hopefully, there's nothing
to be concerned about.

We are hardly concerned.

Amy, what has
gotten into you?

I can't stop
thinking about Angel.

Well, stop.

What if somebody
finds out?

We could be in deep shit.

Oh, the dead don't speak, J.

Let it die.
They did.

How do you sleep at night?

Naked.

What is wrong with you?

What's wrong with me is that
you're acting like a little bitch.

Brooke, this is serious.

I'm sure your little friend, Amy,
would love to know how serious it is.

Are you kidding?

You can't
just threaten me.

Oh, no?

It's not your place
to tell her anything.

I can do whatever
I want to do, okay?

I'm laying here being
all hot and stuff.

And you're over there whining
about all this bullshit!

No, Brooke. I'm just sick
of playing this game.

I gotta go.

I'm gonna have to touch myself
since you can't seem to handle it.

- You're the Devil.
- Bye, little bitch!

Is that what
you're gonna wear?

No.

Maybe just something you just
slip easily on and off, yeah?

¶ This love was never easy ¶

¶ But something's faded
inside of your heart ¶

¶ So you're crusading
to tear us apart. ¶

Amy, you look to be a perfect
candidate for breast augmentation.

Great.

Thank you, Dr. Monroe.

Now, Mary, you know
you can call me Dennis.

Of course.

You can call me
anything you want.

Just don't call me
late for supper.

So how soon can we schedule?

Oh, let me see.

Looks like I have a
cancellation on the 15th.

Does that work?

That's...

Yes, I'll take it.

Soon.

¶ We become everything ¶

¶ We create aside ¶

¶ Life is way ¶

¶ Shadows that
open our eye ¶

Your hair looks awesome.

Thanks. Didn't want it to
be too obvious.

God, no,
it's totally subtle.

What's Jason wearing
to the party?

Oh, if I even invite him.

Really?

I guess Jordan's not
gonna be there either.

Now that he's missing.

Ugh, guys are so annoying.

So are their mothers.

She will not stop
calling me.

Zip it up, chatty.

I am.

I think it's about time
that I hang out with Brad.

I think he's perfection.

He's kind of gay.

He's not gay.
It was a rumor.

I started it.

Oh!

He's not gay.

I'm sure you would know.

Not yet.

Skank.

¶ Growing up I was
an outcast ¶

¶ Never was quite
satisfied ¶

Amy?

Hey, Jason.

How are you?

I'm okay.

What's up, Jason?

So are you going
to Brooke's?

Yeah. Something
I gotta take care of.

Is there?

Only one way to find out.

Come with me.

Come on.

¶ I'm flying away ¶

¶ Feel the strain,
feel the pain ¶

¶ But I'll be okay,
I'll be safe ¶

¶ I'm flyin' away
from a state of decay ¶

¶ What a mess
My princess ¶

¶ Everything we made
eroded away ¶

¶ You say had enough,
you say we're out of love ¶

¶ But this is something that we
both thought we could rise above ¶

¶ You say you're missing me
We're both in agony ¶

¶ Or is it just the thought
of someone else having me ¶

Have you heard
from Jordan?

His mom will not
stop calling me.

Yeah, same here.

I thought she wanted to hook up
with some of that young meat.

Hey!

I think he took that chick, Sam,
to the Golden Gears Muscle Car Extravaganza!

Wait? That little jailbait slut
from the pizza place?

- Yeah.
- She's like 15 years old.

Oh, but have you
seen that ass?

Gross, Spaz, gross.

Excuse me?
She's a nobody.

She's a nobody.

Ow, why do you
keep doing that?

See?

It'll be fine, I promise.

Let me go get us
some drinks.

Hey, Red Riding Hood.
You lost?

I think I'm gonna go.

- You guys talking about me over here?
- No.

Oh, this should be
a train wreck.

Then maybe you were
talking about Angel.

And her "accident".

- Brooke...
- Oh, that's right.

The loser sisters
were friends.

Yeah. Let's go.

Hey, where you going?

Yeah, well, not here.
Later, J.

What do you mean, "accident"?

Don't put your fingers
where they don't belong.

- You might lose them.
- What?

Brooke, stop!
You're drunk!

The bitch thing is getting
kind of old, all right?

It's not the 80s anymore.

Go drive your scooter
into a tree and film it!

Nobody would care,
especially not Rachel!

And you, Mr. Innocent.

Don't act like Angel
was your first.

What?

Tell me you and Jordan didn't leave that
little old lady for dead in the woods.

Oh, shit!

Oh, my God!

What'll we do?

I'm getting
the hell outta here.

We have to wait
for the police!

- Fuck that!
- We can't just leave her here!

You wanna do five to ten for
manslaughter, be my guest, pal!

- Not me!
- He's right, Jason.

Look, she's old.

She probably had
a good life.

We can't go to jail!
Come on, let's go!

Shit!

Is it true?

Baby, you better
believe it's true.

He's a real piece of shit.
Just like the rest of us.

I can't believe it.

Why? 'Cause you loved him?

Hey.

Fuck, Brooke!

- What?
- What?

You're gonna get us all
arrested for starters!

What is wrong with you?

Anyways.

Brad, it's Tim.

Brooke has lost
her shit, okay?

She's just spewing words
in front of everybody.

Chaos. Call me back.

Are you gonna get that?

Just ignore it.

You want me?

You know I do.

You think I'm hot?

Yeah.

Tell me I'm hot.

You're so fucking hot.

Am I hotter than Brooke?

Yeah, you're so hot.

Yeah, but tell me
I'm hotter than Brooke.

You're hotter than Brooke.

Yeah?

Wait!

What was that?

I don't hear anything.

Brad, seriously.

What?

Just look.

I'm looking.

Yeah, I don't
see anything.

Babe, don't worry.

I'll protect you.

She shouldn't have been running her
mouth where she doesn't belong.

How dare you bring
her here, by the way!

She's nice!

Maybe you'd realize that if
you could get over yourself!

No wonder your
parents hate you.

Get the fuck out
of my house!

And don't come back till
you're ready to treat me

the way I deserve
to be treated!

I do treat you the way
you deserve to be treated.

It's so fucking
hot in here.

I'm ready to go now.

Okay.

Oh, fuck.

Rachel?

Rachel?
Rachel!

Bitch!

Rachel!

Guys?

Guys?

Oh, shit.

Rachel?

Brad?

Brad?

Rachel?

Rachel?

Damn it, boys.

What have you gotten
yourselves into now?

I told you not to go messing
around out there, didn't I?

Please don't!

It's not even that bad!

Shut up.

You're an animal!

Mama's boy.

Oh, my God!

Shit!

- Dispatch for 113.
- Man

Abandoned vehicle found on Ash
Pine Road by the scrap yard.

Yeah. On my way.

What's all the banging?
We're fuckin' closed!

I wanna take a look around.

Got a call about
a missing car

and some missing kids.
You seen anything?

Once they're behind
this gate, it's too late.

For the wrecks, that is.

Yeah, yeah.
Just open up.

Yes, sir, Officer.

Come on in.

Have any visitors
last night?

Nope.

Pretty early to be
working, isn't it?

Cars ain't gonna crush
themselves.

No. No, I guess
they wouldn't.

Place fuckin' stinks.

Cesspool's full.

You run an ambulance
service out of here?

The old man was.

Medic in the war.

Guess he missed
the smell of blood.

Yeah, yeah,
what's not to miss?

What have you done?

I'm a paramedic.

Not anymore, you're not.

We about done
here, Officer?

Yeah.

Yeah, I think so.

What was that?

Raccoons.

You know,
we got loads of 'em.

Jesus!

You got anybody lurking
around back there?

Nah, just me
and little brother.

No one here
but us chickens.

Isn't that right,
you big dummy?

Let's see the chicken dance.
Come on.

Come on.

Come on!
Let's see it!

You big fuckin' retard!

Okay. Okay, fellas.

All right, hold up.

Let's fix that face
of yours.

Bite down on this.

Now I'm gonna fix
those teeth of yours.

Don't worry.
I'm a paramedic.

Don't worry. I'm a paramedic.
I'm a paramedic.

Honey, remember what
the doctor said.

No food or drink for
24 hours before surgery.

Mom, I know,
but my throat is so dry.

Just one sip.

One.

God, it's horrible,
isn't it?

Well, they probably got
what they deserved.

All righty then.

Well, tomorrow's the big day.

You excited?

Yeah, I guess so.

But I had the worst
nightmare about it last night.

Honey, if you don't feel like going through with it,
we can always reschedule.

No, I'm ready.

I'm ready.

¶ Down in the depths ¶

¶ Of the deepest darkest well ¶

¶ All of the weird kids... ¶

Hey, Rachel, it's me.
Call me back, slut.

¶ You know he left you... ¶

¶ It's a long way back... ¶

Hey, Mom, it's me.

No, nothing came
in the mail.

How's dad?

Hello?
Shit. Hello?

Sorry, it's bad reception.

Well, I was just thinking that
maybe when you guys got back,

I could like cook dinner
or something?

Shit! Hello?

What the...

Assholes!

Go around!

Go around!

Asshole!

9-1-1. What is
your emergency?

There's been an accident.

You guys got here fast.

Is there some paperwork I
ought to fill out or something?

Don't worry, sir.
I'm a paramedic.

Give me my phone.

Shh!

I need to call
my parents.

Don't worry.
We'll kill your parents.

We'll call your parents.

Let's get her
in the meat wagon.

¶ Burn Loretta to the ground ¶

¶ Feel the ripple coming down ¶

¶ Poor Loretta laid
to rest ¶

¶ No better than you ¶

¶ The kill man,
he's come to town ¶

¶ Rare the mares
and gather round ¶

¶ Poor Loretta
laid to rest ¶

¶ No better than you ¶

¶ And it burn, it burns,
it burns, it burns... ¶

¶ Feel the ripple coming down ¶

¶ Poor Loretta
laid to rest ¶

¶ No better than you ¶

¶ The kill man,
he's come to town ¶

¶ Rare the mares
and gather round ¶

¶ Poor Loretta ¶

¶ Needs to rest ¶

¶ Oh, don't fade away
'cause I'm coming for you ¶

I can't believe it.
You look so beautiful!

Oh, there, there.
Love you, too, Mom.

But go easy,
they're still sore.

Oh, gosh, I'm so sorry.

It's for you.

Hello?

Hi. Amy?

Hi, Jason.

Just wanted
to say what's up.

You haven't been online
in a while

and I haven't seen you
since Brooke's house.

Oh, yeah.

I'm kind of over
social networking.

And being social.

So what's up?

Hanging out with
your loser friends?

All right, before you
say anything else.

I really want
to say I'm sorry.

No, it's okay.
Me, too.

I should have been able
to think for myself

and not listen to those guys.

I mean, I shouldn't have judged
you for having awful friends.

Yeah, they're awful.

So how did it go with
Brooke after I left?

Who now?

Wow, that dress never
loved me

the way it's loving you
right now.

Thank you.

So what time are
you heading out?

He should be here
in a few minutes.

What?

I don't know.

Don't you think Higgins
tries too hard?

Be nice.
He's sweet.

Well, he does.

Like get over yourself,
Dirty Harry.

I'm sorry, but not everybody can fit
into your ideal mold of cool, Amy.

Well, all I know is that if
I could do it, anyone can.

Before, I had nothing.

And now I have a super cute
boyfriend who drives an amazing car.

And you didn't remember to
send in your essay, did you?

No.

Well, I guess some things are just
more important to different people.

Why can't you just
be happy for me?

I am, but I need you to be
able to deal with the fact

that I'm friends
with other men.

Speak of the devil.

Come on in.

There's somebody
I want you to meet.

So, Amy, this is Darryl.

Darryl, this is my daughter,

Amy, who I've been
telling you so much about.

Hey.

So, where'd you guys meet?

Mom, what's wrong with him?

Amy!

You look awfully familiar.

That's Jason.
I'll see you later.

Mom?

Mom!

Jon Roy!

Darryl, where did you go?

Come on. There's something
I want to show you.

So what schools are
you looking at?

Um, I was actually thinking
I was taking a year off.

Really?

Yeah.

Yeah, fuck it.

I mean, I don't want to be tied
down to school and schedules

and professors
telling me what to do.

You know, I just want
to drink beer.

- Whoa!
- Shit!

God, these shoes were $300.

You'd think that
I could walk in them.

What?

Where is Amy?
Is she in there?

I'm here.

I'm just better.

I thought you were
better before.

I mean, you're beautiful.

But?

But you're acting
like an ass.

What? I mean..

I thought that this
is what you wanted.

You thought I cared
how much your shoes cost?

Okay, I guess I was
just trying to impress you.

All right. Maybe just
don't try so hard.

And besides,
I'm a sneaker guy.

Come on. Let's go get
you that beer.

Yeah, okay. Thanks.

Hey, that search warrant
you requested was denied.

Really?

Guess the judge
thought better of it.

We'll see about that.

You piece
of shit! Fuck you!

What's going on here?

I don't know.
Hope everything's okay.

You big retard!

What is going on in there?

Jason!

Run!

Hey, let's play
where's Amy's mommy!

Here, kitty, kitty, kitty.

Here, kitty, kitty, kitty.

Amy?

Nobody's gonna help you, Amy.

Bunch of self-entitled maggots!

No common decency!

No consideration!

You killed my mother,
you fuckin' bitch!

Look, I just wanna talk.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

You don't have to hide.

Gotta learn respect!

Back in my day, we had manners!

Mom?

No!

Mom.

Mom.

Start working on
those fuckin' floors!

Why don't you do
some fuckin' dishes?

Shut the fuck up!

All you do is sit around

and praise fuckin' Jesus!

You piece of shit!

Fuck you!
Fuck you!

Don't hurt him.

He was only tryin' to help me.

Wait'll I get my goddamn
hands on you again!

When I was away, I read
a lot of books, old man.

A lot of fuckin' books!

You can't fuckin' read!

Oh, yeah?
You know what I can do?

I can give you a transorbital
fuckin' lobotomy if I wanted to!

You piece of shit!

God bless us all!

Jon Roy!

I'm gonna cut you
so deep your mother's

gonna feel it in hell,
you little bitch!

Hello?

Somebody here?

Help me, somebody,
please!

Hung, it's Higgins.

Listen, I'm down here
at Jimmy's Scrap Yard.

Send any available units
down here right now, okay?

Immediately.

Where is she?

Amy?

Here, kitty, kitty.

Brooke?

Come on, Amy.

Come to Daddy.

Brooke, come on.
We have to go.

I... I...

Brooke, please, come on!

Please, we have
to get out of here!

Jon Roy!

Jon Roy!

Hello?

Help me.

I'm gonna turn
you inside out.

No! Get off of me!

Leave me alone!

They coddle you.

Driving around in fancy cars

that daddy bought for you.

No more beauty pageants
and reality shows!

I'll show you
some fuckin' reality!

Fuckin' trophies from
your scumbag parents!

You know what?

I'm gonna make you
look real pretty.

Help, somebody!
Please!

Don't worry.
I'm a paramedic.

Somebody help, please!

Get the fuck off me,
you big retard!

What the fuck
are you doing?

Stop it!

What? Ah!

No!
What the fuck?

What the hell
are you doing?

Are you okay?