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Are you okay?

I'm worried about you, your girlfriend.

I are.

I'm okay.

Hello?

Hello? Anyone there?

Hello?

Now what the fuck's going on? Where are you?

What about about him?

- He called me. - That's impossible.

That doesn't make any sense. Now

It was Aidan.

It was my brother. He called me from some

fucking payphone out here.

Someone's fucking with you.

Your brother's dead. No.

Hello, cca.

I am. Okay. Okay,

Okay.

In the reflection

Way cooler,

Frightening the sound of my own voice.

Hey guys. Pizza's here.

It's about time. I'm starving to death over here. Margot.

Maybe you wouldn't be so hungry if you spent your money on

food instead of cancer sticks.

Smell makes me wanna, Ralph

Ate me. Tracy.

Guys, stop it. That's enough. Let's eat.

- Save for the pizza. - Ugh.

So hungry. - Does that say dye like the rest?

No, I think they meant to spell Dine, like DINE.

- Where - Did you get this from?

Pizza place. Duh. It's just some new joint in town.

Bread said it was red.

- Here we go. Ew. - Gag me with a spoon.

Mushrooms and olives. Are you kidding me?

Pick them off or paper on pizza next

Time.

Margot don't be like that.

She can't help it if she was raised by picky eating.

Bimbo apes from Planet Fuck Wa.

I'm sorry that mushrooms are totally disgusting

and pepperoni isn't.

Okay, bitch,

I'm sorry.

What did you call me

Jeanette? Ooh,

I'm so scared.

Is that better, sweetie?

Don't be drama. Let's move on.

What do you guys wanna do tonight? Anyway?

We could play a game. I have Twister playing.

Okay, we could watch a movie.

My dad rented a nightmare on Elm Street,

La I've seen it too many times.

Freddy sure is dreamy though.

- Yeah. - What? He's a child healer.

Yeah, but that sweater fedora

That clock.

- Hey. - Oh my God,

guys, what's this?

A brain sucker and what's it doing?

Starving.

Okay. You guys are so weird.

Get your Freddy fucking fingers off my hair

and turn the music back on.

Fine. Going party pooper.

You okay? Margo? Margo,

Margo.

Hey. Hey. Are you okay?

You're acting like a spazz my head. Margo.

Margo.

Margo. You okay?

What the fuck? Oh my God.

Whoa. What the hell is that for Margo?

Seriously, what's your damage?

I, I saw moving on, on the pizza.

It's totally the mushrooms and olives.

I told you they were focus.

Are you on drugs? Are you on drugs?

It's coke, isn't it?

Oh my God. What the hell? So is an in me.

I can't stop it. Holy shit. Margo.

We're gonna get you some help. No, leave and,

and wants me to hurt you.

I I I know Marco. Stop. You're scaring us.

Margo. Yourgo. We gotta get you to a

Fargo.

We're your friends. Please don't hurt us. Do not help us.

- You look like - Shit. Margo

going on with them so I know.

Cry later

up.

Headache. Getting out of here. Oh shit.

Fucking

- Get - Off my best fucking bitch.

Better up.

I was just

alright.

It's getting away. This is for Sandra.

You plain fucking fuck.

What the

- Fuck just - Happened?

Looking in the mirror. No reflection.

Such a pul, no detection.

Trying to find a sign.

Memory of you, a flashing a duck, the house

and feel frightening.

The sound of my own voice. Echo.

No, I'm good. I'm tired, but I'm good.

I am ready for the marathon.

So don't start watching without me. Okay. Bye babe. See you.