TV-Serie: The O.C. - 3x19

Previously on The O.C....
Your mother has a drinking problem.
She needs help.
Mom, please, you got to do this.
Who knew my new Playstation idol would be your new girl...
Your new...
Friend.
I would love to go to Cabo with you.
Cabo?
I know about you and my dad.
My dad just got out of a marriage, and I don't want him rushing back into another.
Right now, the board is watching you, waiting for you to screw up, and you're screwing up.
What's it going to be, hospital or Matt?
You and Marissa going to be okay at the house?
Oh, yeah, of course.
He's leaning forward, indicating all focus is on her.
See how her palms are facing up?
That means that she's open to what he's communicating.
Star Magazine-- "What Stars' Body Language is Really Saying."
Well, I've talked to the guy, and what Ryan is really saying is he and Sadie are just taking it slow.
Oh, no, bodies don't lie.
I'm sounding out a hot new couple alert.
Act like you know nothing.
I don't.
Hey, so, uh, I think we're going to head out.
All right, we'll go with you.
No, no, no, it's fine; just, uh, stay here.
I'll get him home safe.
All right, so they're into each other.
You know what?
I'm actually happy for them.
And you don't feel weird about Marissa?
'Cause even I feel a little weird about Marissa for you.
No.
I'd feel weird about Marissa if I saw Marissa.
I thought she was staying at your house now that your parents are hooking up on the high seas.
No, she's been sleeping at the trailer.
This breakup has hit her hard.
She said she needs time to process her feelings and heal in solitude.
Or party with 200 sweaty teens.
What?
Oh, my God.
So, if the body doesn't lie...
Then it's saying "Ew."
"Ew" or "Touch my pooper"?
Coop, it's me, your best friend-- you know, the one that you tell everything to?
Oh, damn, my head.
Oh, what time is it?
I know it's not big in there.
My voice travels.
Um...
Coop!
Okay, you got to hide.
What?
You live in a trailer.
Coop!
I'm coming, Sum.
Here, take these and this.
Go.
Coop!
My hand doesn't remotely hurt.
Coop!
Hey.
Hi.
Looking good, Coop.
What very Kate Moss pre-Vanity Fair cover.
What you doing?
Uh, you know, nothing.
Hmm.
Did you have a good time last night?
Yeah.
Huh.
Synapses are really firing, huh?
I think I have a bit of a head cold.
Well, as long as you don't have any other infectious diseases.
What?
Hmm?
Hang on.
Hey.
Hola, Marissa.
Es tu madre.
Hi, Mom.
Hello?
Hey, how's my girl?
Hey, Daddy.
So, we're back from our trip.
Did you guys have a good time?
It was wonderful.
Can you have dinner with us tonight?
Um, fine.
Uh, what time?
Don't sound so excited.
Uh, eightish.
Yeah, perfect.
Bye.
Okay, bye.
My dad.
My mom.
Dinner?
8:00.
Why don't you go get dressed, and I'll drive you to school, and, um, we can talk about that and other stuff?
Okay, uh, give me a minute.
I think you're going to need a little bit more than that.
Mm, come here.
It's cherry.
Look, you got to go.
It's wake-and-bake, baby.
Always cures a hangover.
Hey, what's up, man?
Someone's in a chipper mood this morning.
Yeah, well, you know, I had a really good time last night.
I like that place-- the, uh, Bait Shop.
We should hang out there more often.
Really?
Yeah!
Uh, maybe, uh, maybe tonight.
You know, Sadie likes the deejay.
She, uh, she kind of wants to get me on the dance floor.
No.
Well, you're-you're the one who's always telling me to loosen up, you know, go out more.
Tense, tightly wound, shut in.
That's all I want out of you.
Okay?
It's kind of a Boo Radley shape, far away from the Bait Shop and all its unsavory characters.
Hey, Sandy, what's going on?
Whoa, good mood, huh?
Yeah, well, uh...
Things must be working out with this girl.
Dad, Ryan just smiled.
Well, she seems great.
Everything okay with you?
Yep, just work.
Not to worry.
Yeah?
Well, uh, listen, fellas, love to chat.
Got to get over to Sadie's.
Got a few minutes before school, but, um...
cheer up, okay?
Hey, handsome men.
Where?
Where?
Aw, I just made the same joke as my dad.
That's a bad sign.
Your father happens to be hilarious.
It's just harder to tell these days.
Well, then it's a good thing that we have a date tonight.
W hat?
Romantic dinner by the water, followed by an even more romantic walk on the beach, followed by...
Nothing.
Followed by nothing.
You will walk and you will eat.
Oh, geez, I'm afraid I...
I can't even do that.
You're canceling?
Postponing.
I want to be in the right frame of mind to eat...
and walk with you.
I'm sorry.
Something's wrong?
It'll all be fine.
So, Dad's been working a lot lately, huh?
Look, I'll be your date.
We haven't gotten a chance to hang out in a while.
Wow.
I thought you forgot you had a mother.
Hey, lay off the guilt.
I said I'm in.
I just get to pick the movie.
So, we're a couple thousand feet short of a McMansion, but hopefully someone will take it.
Yeah, well, with that sales pitch, who could resist?
Are you saying you find me irresistible?
Mm, paint smell, Realtor on the way over-- that's romantic and all, but...
Yeah, I guess I should probably get to school, too.
Okay.
No, no, wait.
No.
We will pick this up tonight?
Mm, yeah.
I'll give you a tour of the pool house.
Yeah, we'll see if you can close the deal.
Got to go.
You didn't mention a word to Ryan?
Spoil his good mood?
He practically skipped out of the kitchen.
Atwood skipping?
Now, there's a disturbing and odd visual.
Well, picture this one: Ryan dancing.
That's what this woman does to him, and if we want to keep this skip in his step, we've got to keep Volchok off his radar.
Aw!
You play.
Volchok is Atwood's kryptonite.
He'll totally Hulk out.
You're mixing comic book metaphors.
But you think we can keep Marissa quiet?
Marissa?
She can barely put her words together these days.
She's usually such a wordsmith.
What does she see in that guy?
He's so dirty and greasy.
He's got good abs.
Women like abs.
Got a six-pack myself; I know.
Oh, Cohen, those are your ribs.
Oh.
Well, listen, let's just not tell anybody anything.
All right, heads down, lips sealed, smooth sailing.
He's also got really defined triceps.
I like that.
Well, I'm going to get right to it.
I talked to Griffin.
You're firing me?
Yes...
I'm firing you.
I have no choice.
It's for the good of the hospital.
What kind of garbage excuse is that?
The truthful kind.
Yeah, when it's convenient for you.
You know, every time that you need to do something that makes you feel bad, you're doing it for the hospital.
It's either you...
or the hospital.
Griffin will not move forward unless you're gone.
You don't even see what's happening.
He's making me the fall guy.
There's no need to peddle in conspiracy theories here, Matt.
You are no angel.
Neither is Griffin.
He's been taking kickbacks from vendors for years.
I like to know who I'm getting into business with.
Those are some bold accusations.
I can back them up, and I'll be happy to share everything I know about him...
and you to whoever will listen.
Thanks for the heads-up.
Now I know I'm doing the right thing.
You think things have been complicated?
You haven't seen anything yet...
boss.
Whoa-oh!
A little champagne won't hurt you girls.
It is a toast.
How often do we get engaged?
Don't answer that.
Engaged?
You guys are engaged?
I'm so happy for you.
Thank you, baby.
Really?
You are?
Yeah.
I mean, you may be Mrs.
Cooper-Nichol-Cooper-Roberts, but if you make my dad happy...
She does.
I do.
Then I'm happy.
Marissa, how about some champagne?
Sure.
Marissa, do you have anything to add?
Oh.
One sec.
Hey.
Yeah.
You are?
Okay, bye.
Congrats.
Will you excuse me for a moment?
I 'm...
Marissa!
Where do you think you're going, young lady?
I got to go, Mom.
My friend called, and he says he needs me.
I need you.
I don't have to tell you how important this night is for our family.
Yeah, well, don't worry, Mom.
I'm not going to screw up your golden ticket.
I don't know if I'm a fan of Yakuza films.
It was an interesting movie, but a fun night.
Yeah.
I would say anytime you get to watch a guy rip off his own arm to continue fighting, that's a really good night.
I just didn't understand the other fellow.
What, the guy that produced the ball of energy from his chest and then destroyed the world?
I think it's pretty self-explanatory.
You remember when I took you to Fantasia?
'Cause I do.
I'm sorry you didn't like the movie.
Ah, it was worth it to spend some time with you.
I missed you.
Well, do you want to do it again?
Do you want a second date?
Yeah, but I get to pick the activity.
Sure.
Tomorrow night?
I have an idea already.
Hey.
We have a major problem.
Marissa just bailed on our parents' engagement party to skank out with the surf Nazi.
Your dad and Julie got engaged?
You kind of buried the lead there, Summer.
Julie and Dr.
Roberts?
We've got bigger fish here, Cohen.
Marissa is on a slut spiral, and we need to stop her.
That's a little out of my league.
I know; we need Ryan.
The code of silence has been lifted.
I'll talk to him...
but he's been in such a good mood.
So this is the pool house?
Interested in making an offer?
Uh, it's a little small, but it's got great views.
What?
Locked?
When did this door get a lock on it?
Little busy, Seth.
Yeah, you're not the only one.
Listen, I didn't want to have to tell you this through the door, but Marissa's been hooking up with Volchok.
Oh, hey.
Oh.
Hey.
Sadie, I didn't realize...
Yeah.
Good night, Seth.
Night.
Call me, okay?
Yeah.
I guess I ruined the mood, huh?
Just a lot.
You know, when I put the locks on, I thought I solved the problem.
Well, you know me.
When I have important information to disseminate, nothing can stop me, not walls, not locks...
Not women.
So what are you going to do?
Reschedule with Sadie, and go back to her place.
No, I meant about Marissa.
What do you mean, what am I going to do?
Well, Summer seems to think this Volchok guy is not exactly a beacon of morality.
Eh, not my problem, not my girlfriend.
Well, I know.
Uh, two coffees.
Look, man, she makes her own choices; so do I.
I choose Sadie's tonight.
So Zen these days.
It's simultaneously inspiring and disconcerting.
Ah, just feeling good, man, just feeling good.
Cheers.
I can't believe you're getting married...
again.
You make it seem like an everyday occurrence.
It almost is.
This time, it's going to stick.
It just feels real.
Not everyone can have that Kirsten and Sandy relationship, that bionic, Kevlar-wrapped robo-marriage that can withstand anything you throw at it.
Well, you've seemed happier than I've seen you in a long time.
Mm.
Neil has mellowed me.
No more manipulative bitch, no more scheming, no more double-crossing, which will be a disappointment to some.
Not for Dr.
Roberts.
You know, we both just kind of found each other right at the moment when we really needed someone.
There's no agenda.
He does have a palatial estate.
Kirsten...
if he wanted to live together in this trailer, I'd do it.
Not that I'm offering.
Real classy, Gus.
It's them Big Gulps.
They go right through me.
Sneak up on me, too.
That's a nice final image.
What's going on?
Oh, my God.
You the new tenant?
Nice to meet you.
We really need to get you out of here.
Hi.
Hi.
What's up?
Missed you in class.
Yeah, there was traffic.
We had that test today.
That was today?
Thanks.
Got to go.
Totally and completely untrue, and if Matt ever tried to print that, I will sue him for libel.
He seemed pretty sure of himself.
If it wasn't for me, your firm would be belly-up right now, which is why I don't appreciate your accusing me.
I'm not accusing anybody of anything.
Forgive me for saying, Henry, but...
you seem a touch defensive.
The only business that I am in is the business of helping people.
I would like to believe that we are partners in that.
You give me your word, I'll give you the benefit of the doubt.
Sandy, I didn't become a doctor to get rich.
You have my word.
Thank you.
You did a wonderful job.
Thank you.
Bye.
Hola, Mima.
Es bueno.
Vamanos, por favor.
I'm from the Philippines.
Oh, well, then...
Wow, Coop.
You make a really good hood ornament.
Funny.
I know.
Oh, you're getting drunk.
More like staying drunk.
Oh, good plan.
I can't deal with this right now.
Well, you're going to have to, 'cause now, Coop, we're sisters.
Right, which means, you're not my mom.
I know about Volchok.
I saw you mauling him at the Bait Shop.
I know you're shacking up with him at the trailer park.
Wow.
Well, aren't you a regular Veronica Mars?
Way to solve this week's mystery.
What has gotten into you?
Since I know who has.
What do you care?
You have Seth and Ryan's got his new girlfriend.
Johnny's gone.
What difference does it make what I do?
I'm not hurting anyone.
Oh.
You're just the saddest girl in the whole world.
Grow up.
Get over yourself.
Take a shower.
Fine.
Why don't you take your little emo boyfriend, drive off in your Beamer, and go home to Daddy's mansion?
Oh, yeah, why don't you go with Volchok to one of his heavy metal vomit parties, and, like, listen to heavy metal and, like, vomit?!
Wow.
You're being so lame.
Not as lame as you.
Fine.
Bye.
Later.
What are you doing?
Taking what's mine.
You were supposed to turn over your key.
You're trespassing.
These are my personal files, which your office conveniently forgot to send.
I'm taking them.
No, you're not.
What are you gonna do?
Arrest me, Sandy?
You gonna fight me?
You're acting like you got something to hide.
You're acting like a child.
If you're so sure that I don't have a case, then you shouldn't care if I leave with this box.
Are you threatening me?
Doesn't seem like I have a choice.
Game on, Sandy.
Wow, this is so romantic...
and original.
Yeah, well, what can I say?
Creature of habit.
Yes, yes, the lure of the chili fry.
A natural aphrodisiac.
Yeah, well, I think we'll be fine as long as Seth is nowhere nearby.
Seth, right.
Well, good, good, 'cause I have something to tell you.
I have some good news.
Yeah?
...believe Volchok...
he's gonna be pissed.
Nah, he won't care, he's hanging with that private school chick, Marissa.
She seems kinda lame.
Yeah, lame and hot.
She isn't innocent.
Volchok show you the scratches on his back?
Why don't we take this to go?
No, no, it's fine.
Let's just go, come on.
Sadie, it's fine-- Sadie.
Sadie.
Sadie!
I'm not mad.
I just feel like, once again, you know, the mood was kind of ruined.
All right, well, okay, we can turn it around.
I think we're trying too hard.
Maybe we need to let the perfect night just happen.
Okay?
Give it some time.
All right, fine.
Let me at least drive you home.
Okay.
Just give me a second.
Ryan, come on.
Don't go back.
Hey, look, it's little bitch.
Volchok around?
Why?
You looking for your girlfriend?
No, actually I'm looking for him.
And if you see him, tell him that, and to meet me under the pier tomorrow morning.
You think you can remember all that?
You need me to write it down for you?
Yeah, bro, we'll tell him.
You know, I just knew.
I knew it was only a matter of time until you got in my face again.
Just want to talk.
About what?
Your new girlfriend or mine?
'Cause, you know, I got stories about both of them.
Bet you do.
This where you tell me I better leave her alone, that she's too good for me.
Whoever Marissa wants to be with, it's not my place to judge.
Saw her at school, she didn't look so good.
Well, that girl couldn't look bad if she tried.
She was drinking; you know she has a problem with that, right?
She drinks, she gets drunk.
I don't see the problem.
Just so you know, I'm not looking after her anymore.
It's on you now.
Treat her right.
She deserves it.
Good morning, ladies.
I'd say a great morning.
We're a new family.
First breakfast together.
And tonight, we're going to have our first family dinner-- something that hopefully will become a weekly tradition.
Nothing like all sitting down together to a good meal.
Discussing current events, catching up on each other's lives-- doesn't that sound fun?
Tons of.
I know Marissa has several events that she would love to share with the family.
Summer, maybe you can make that pineapple dessert I like, the one with the graham cracker things.
Oh, I'm sure Daddy's little girl would love to.
Excuse me.
Sisters.
Sadie!
Hey, man, I was looking for Sadie.
Hey.
Yeah, she's in the shower.
Or was.
Ryan, did you meet Bob?
Hey, Bob.
What's up?
Garage door sticks a little.
Cool.
Make yourself at home.
Thank you.
Yeah.
One bad date and I'm already replaced, huh?
All right, two bad dates.
Bob?
He just bought the house.
He lives next door, and he made a really great offer.
That was my news last night, if you would have listened.
I know, I'm sorry.
I was distracted.
You want to tell me what's up?
Sure, um...
It's Volchok and Marissa.
But it's all good now.
There was a conversation I needed to have, I had it, I'm done.
That's good.
It's just, I think I'm done, too.
What do you mean?
Well, my aunt's business is handled.
The house is sold.
There's kind of no reason for me to be here.
There's no reason?
Ryan, I never intended to stay this long.
I was thinking it might be easier for me to leave, if...
If we didn't happen.
Have you thought about this?
Yeah, I have.
Have you?
Yeah.
I mean, if I stayed, I'd have to find an apartment, and then what?
Wait for you to finish high school, follow you to college?
We're getting a little ahead of ourselves.
I honestly didn't think that much about the future.
I, uh...
I was just hoping to take you to dinner.
You eat, right?
You haven't thought about it, because you're not ready to think about it, which I totally get.
But I can't change my whole life to be with someone who's distracted.
So that's it then.
No more smiling, no skipping, no more dancing.
You were never a fan of the dancing.
I don't know; might have come around.
Now we'll never know.
Yeah, I can't just ask her to move here, change her whole life.
Well, relocating to Newport might not be that big a deal.
Put a lot of pressure on us, you know, on the relationship.
Ryan Atwood loves pressure.
He's not comfortable unless his entire body is being squeezed in a vice grip.
That is not true.
Yeah?
You moved to Chino to help a girl pregnant with a baby that might not even be yours.
Theresa needed someone.
Stayed with Marissa for several years of tortured torture.
She was there for me, too.
But when it comes to pursuing your own happiness with a great girl who seems to be relatively issue-free...
I got to ask her to stay.
Yes, you do.
All right.
I saw that smile.
Smiler.
I told you, Sandy, the kid's just posturing.
He's trying to get a rise out of you.
Well, Matt said he has documents.
He said he could prove what he's saying.
Look, Sandy, I apologize.
Now, what are you saying?
I'm saying, I've already let you shoulder too much of the responsibility on this situation.
Now I'll handle it from here.
Well, that sounds a little ominous.
What are you going to do?
You focus on the hospital.
There's a lot of people counting on you, and there's a lot of work to be done.
You've done too much already.
What was that you were saying about 18 holes at Big Canyon?
You're wearing that to a family dinner?
Who says I'm going to dinner?
Okay, Marissa, be mad at me if you want, but it is our family.
Whatever.
Save me some dessert.
Hey, what's up?
The slut is still spiraling.
I thought I told you to talk to Ryan.
I did; I tried to activate his savior complex, but it seems he's been cured.
Hey, I got to go; I'm hanging with my mom.
You're hanging with your mom?
I know, it seems a little weird.
But we thought we'd try something different.
So I'll talk to you later.
Fine.
Okay, bye.
All set?
Yeah.
Where we going?
Cardio bar?
New Pilates?
Something new.
Let's give Marissa a few more minutes, shall we?
Actually, I think we should just get started.
Personally, I'm starving.
Why don't we just dig in and bond?
What were we gonna do at this dinner?
Discuss current events?
I think we live in a very fascinating time.
Riveting.
Julie, why don't you ring her on her cell, see where she is?
I did call, several times.
Well, I'm just a little concerned, you know.
She never missed dinner when she was staying here last semester.
That's because I wasn't here.
Neil, Marissa and I haven't always had the greatest...
Luck.
But you've always stood by each other through hard times.
Isn't that great, Dad?
Yes, it is.
You Cooper girls are really something.
Thank you, Neil.
And thank you, Summer.
Will you pass the potatoes, please?
Thought you and your mom fought all the time.
It's not my mom.
It's Summer.
You know, the only other time we really fought was in the fifth grade, when I sat in the back of the bus with Luke on the way to the Museum of Tolerance.
Who's Luke?
Summer and Luke were engaged...
in the second grade.
She doesn't like to talk about it.
Why all the questions all of a sudden?
What do you mean?
You just seem very interested in my life.
I just, um...
We're hanging out.
Seems like...
What?
Um...
you deserve to be treated right.
If I wanted to be treated right, I wouldn't be with you.
Works for me.
You want to bump?
I don't...
I mean...
I've never.
There's a first time for everything.
Guess I'm partying solo.
Okay, what is this place?
You'll see.
Crappy rec center basement, bad coffee?
I don't think you're into Weight Watchers, so either you're the lead in a community theater group or have converted to an extremely underfunded religion.
Hi, I'm Ellen.
And I'm an alcoholic.
Hi, Ellen.
Hi, Ellen.
We will begin this evening with our reading of chapter five.
Seth.
I thought if you knew, you wouldn't have come.
Well, good instinct.
Like going through this the first time wasn't painful enough.
This place has saved my family, my marriage, quite possibly my life.
These people know more about me than my own family.
Well, whose fault is that?
It's not like you ever talk about what happened.
It's not like you ever ask.
And if this is how you act when I share it with you...
There's sharing and then there's lying.
Well, we're here, and I'm not leaving.
So you can wait in the car, or you can do this for me.
Just give me an hour.
It's important that you be here tonight.
Is anyone gonna rip off their own arm and keep fighting?
Metaphorically speaking, yeah.
Matt, this is Mitchell Kiven from the Register.
I got your message, and I'm extremely interested in talking about the Griffin story.
You've got the number.
Hey, Matt, it's Sandy.
We need to talk.
Will you call me back as soon as you can?
Look, it's cool, you guys take whatever you want.
I don't care.
This isn't a robbery.
Hey.
Hey.
Is, uh, Sadie around?
Uh, no, actually, she, uh...
Do you mind if I come in and wait?
Well, I mean, it might be awhile.
You just missed her.
She left for Oregon a couple hours ago.
I'm sorry.
Hey.
Hi.
What are you doing here?
Sorry, I figured you were spending your time under the pier these days.
Uh...
I can go.
No, it's fine, I'm...
I'm not going to stay.
Where's Sadie?
Gone.
Back to Oregon.
Went over to see her, she'd already left.
Without saying good-bye?
Guess she thought it was easier this way.
And is it?
You know, you don't have to answer that.
I'm gonna go.
But, um...
Enjoy, then.
I'll leave it as I found it.
I'd pissed in the streets, eaten out of garbage, and accidentally shot my wife-- not once, but twice.
Thank you very much.
That's a heartwarming tale.
He's been sober 30 years.
Thank you for that, George.
Before we leave, we have a couple of chips to hand out.
Kirsten, if you'd like to join me.
Congratulations.
You're nine months sober.
Oh, thank you.
All of you.
And, uh...
especially my son, Seth, who's here with me tonight.
Hi, Seth.
Hey.
He doesn't know this, but...
he's the reason that I got sober.
The look on his face at my Intervention...
He was so disappointed in me.
But he believed that I could do this...
and he was right.
Congratulations, Mom.
Only 29 years and three months more to go until you're as normal as William S.
Burroughs over there.
Never expected to see you here.
Yeah, well, I'm just glad I found you.
Apparently, there's a lot of ways to leave Newport-- bus, plane, boat.
Greyhound.
Way to hedge your bets.
I'm just glad you're still here.
Why?
Because I don't think you should leave.
Ryan really cares about you.
He told you that?
Well, I mean, he didn't have to.
After everything we've been through, I think I know him pretty well.
Yeah, well, this is my bus.
He wants you to stay.
He didn't try to stop me.
Yeah, he did, he was just a couple minutes too late.
Why are you doing this?
Well, I guess because you make Ryan happy.
Neil, dinner was amazing.
Yeah, Marissa's going to be sorry she missed it.
Well, we have years of family dinners ahead of us.
Julie, you know this engagement is a trial, right?
What?
Trial.
For you, me.
Us together.
For the girls.
I mean, if our families aren't a good fit, then we really...
shouldn't get married.
Of course.
I mean...
love doesn't really conquer all.
And we both have the broken marriages to prove that.
But, Neil, surely this time...
Sweetheart, I don't mean that in a punitive way, I'm just trying to be practical.
I've got some reading to do.
I'll see you in minute.
Hey, baby.
Oop!
Good night, Dad.
Good night.
I couldn't help overhearing...
what my dad just said.
But don't worry, cause he always gets this way as soon as he starts to get close to someone.
Actually, Summer, the only thing I'm worried about is my daughter.
Yeah, me, too.
Hey, vodka on the rocks, please.
You got ID?
Look, I drink here all the time.
Yeah, when Volchok's guys are buying.
Can't you just make an exception this one time?
I used to date the manager.
Sorry.
Look, I'm having a bad night, and I really need a drink.
You and me both.
Matt?
Oh, my God.
What happened?
Like you don't know.
What are you doing here?
You tell me.
There's another bus in an hour.
What do I have to do to get you to stay?
I think you're doing it.
Glad to see you came back.
I wasn't sure if I should, uh...
No more talking.
Here, let me help you with that.
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