01x04 - Boogie Dark

Episode transcripts for the TV miniseries "Flesh and Bone". Aired: November 2015 to December 2015.*
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"Flesh and Bone" follows a troubled but gifted ballet dancer who runs away from home to audition for a New York ballet company. Her talents catch the eye of the company’s artistic director but his expectations for Claire go beyond anything she expected. How far is she willing to go?
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01x04 - Boogie Dark

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Previously on "Flesh and Bone"...

Whatever it is you did or didn't do with our chairman, he's decided to cease his support.

I'd like you to get out of my sight!

Paul: Things have become dire.

The American Ballet Company is in a state of financial emergency.

Daphne: You want me to go to my father.

There must be something you need.

I just wanted to say hello.

Sergei, I have a proposition for you.

What is your secret, Claire Robbins?

Any chance you could give me her home address?

Uh, I'm her brother.

Uh, you have a visitor. Bryan.

Soldier brother. Come on in.

Beau: Looks like an angel has graced our stage tonight.

Claire! It's okay. It's okay.

[Crying]

♪ You are an obsession ♪
♪ I cannot sleep ♪
♪ I'm your possession ♪
♪ unopened at your feet ♪
♪ there's no balance ♪
♪ no equality ♪
♪ be still ♪
♪ I will not accept defeat ♪
♪ like a butterfly ♪
♪ a wild butterfly ♪
♪ I will collect you ♪
♪ and capture you ♪
♪ obsession ♪
♪ you're my obsession ♪
♪ who do you want me to be to make you sleep with me? ♪
♪ You're my obsession ♪
♪ you're my obsession ♪
♪ who do you want me to be to make you sleep with me? ♪
♪ You're my obsession ♪
♪ you're my obsession ♪

You need to go.

[Door closes]

[Door opens]

Hey, can you just hang on a sec?

Look, I've been doing, uh, a lot of thinking.

Uh, if there's one thing the Marine Corps gives you, it's plenty of time up in your own f*cking head.

Excuse me.

Wait, just hear me out, all right?

Hey, I am trying to talk to you here.

I can't be late.

Would you just sto...

Jesus, what is with you?

I come 400 miles on a f*cking bus, and now you can't even listen...

Move.

... to what I have to say to you?

Would you just wait?

Stop!

What?!

Uh, I... I just I thought...

[Door closes]

I'm leaving now.

I have class and then rehearsal and then...

Okay, I... I... I get it. I get it.

You got your new thing here.

We'll talk when you get back.

You won't be here when I get back.

I mean it. I want you gone.

Okay, list...

Well, you did it.

$250,000.

My father's accountant will wire it today.

Well, good.

That's...

A relief.

He made it very clear that this is to be a one-time, anonymous gift.

Is that understood?

I suppose that's best for everyone, isn't it?

What's this?

Our routing number.

Was there something else?

I just saved Paul's ass, your ass, and this whole f*cking season, so, yeah, I think maybe a "thank you" would be nice.

You're so right.

Where are my manners?

Daphne, on behalf of all of us here at the American Ballet Company...

f*ck you.

Oh, and congratulations.

I suppose you just made soloist.

I would've been promoted next season, and you damn well know it.

Mm.

You're probably right.

Though, I suppose now...

We'll never really know.

[Indistinct conversations]

[Sighs]

Okay, you know how much I abhor gossip, so I'm only gonna say this once, but Emil and Dex, my Parisian friends, told me when Toni worked over there, she made the whole company rehearse "Don Q"

in the buck-f*cking nude.

What? You think I'm lying?

No, I just can't believe you managed to work the "Parisian friends" into another conversation.

Close your legs, girl.

All that envy is pouring out your vag.

I can't help that I'm a global phenomenon.

Getting bukkake-ed by an Air France flight crew doesn't make you a phenomenon, it makes you a slut.

But I'm a phenomenal slut.

She said shoes today, right?

Shoes.

I'm so sick of sewing ribbons.

Seamstress?

What's in it for me?

Cocktail?

Two of my favorite things wrapped up into a single delicious word.

Gimme.

[Humming]

I swear, if you get any gayer, you're gonna fart a f*cking rainbow.

[Indistinct conversations]

Does it hurt?

No.

A little.

Great.

We'll use it.

We're gonna use it all, people, every last f*cking ounce.

Hi, gorgeous! [Laughs]

Ohh!

[Drum b*ating rhythmically]

[Exhales deeply]

No, no, no. He can't lift you if you don't trust him.

What is that? Come on.

[Chuckling] Don't you f*cking pout.

Again.

Yes!

Yes. Better.

[Singsong voice] Thank you!

You're holding.

Here. Release. Yes.

Show me the full movement.

I want to see how deep you can go.

Yes!

[Clapping]

Commit to that!

[Singsong voice] Beautiful!

[Music stops]

[Dancers panting]

Holy f*ck, I'd give my left tit for something to throw up right now.

When are you gonna stop performing for me and start dancing?

When are you gonna stop showing me how well you move...

And start showing me why?

[Sighs]

I need artists.

Do you understand?

Thinking, feeling human beings.

Not puppets.

Not trained ponies.

You want to be pretty?

f*ck pretty.

We're creating a piece about a young girl's journey from childhood to womanhood.

From her innocence, through her sexual awakening, to her self-knowledge.

It demands...

authenticity.

It demands our courage 'cause it demands our most human truth.

Don't mind me.

I'm not here.

Whether you know it or not...

There's a part of your body you have yet to discover.

A fortress where you keep locked up everything.

[Chair thuds]

Believe me when I tell you I have come to lay siege... to that fortress...

... because I demand that truth.

We are going to find it and bring it into the light, and we will find it together.

Your truth, that dark secret you keep locked up inside your most... sacred spaces...

Hidden from yourself...

... especially from yourself.

Again.

[Breathing heavily]

Greys!

Go greys! Disperse!

Permission to approach?

You're not gonna smoke it?

It's gonna matter more later when it's the last one.

And on the last day, I'll be the guy with the cigarette, and all these other bastards will be rightly f*cked.

[Chuckles]

[Subway train rumbling]

You feel that?

You know what that is, don't you, Jimjo?

A train?

Right, that's what they call it, but then some folks say sometimes a rumble comes, the ground opens up, a black tongue reaches out.

Bodies get pulled down, down, down, swallowed whole before they even know they're dead.

But, yeah, some folks call it a train.

Well, what do you call it?

I know better than to give it a name, Jimjo.

I've seen it.

I looked right in its eye and lived to tell.

You want to know what I think?

I think you've seen it, too.

sh*t, man, do you ever shut up?

No offense intended, sir.

Apologies.

No offense.

You're right about one thing, though.

World's coming to an end.

I was born by the foot.

Breach birth.

I'm given to the sight and seeing of things.

You believe in that?

No?

Nope.

Why not?

[Scoffs] 'Cause I'm not crazy.

[Chuckling] Right. [Normal voice] Right.

There's nothing wrong with you.

But you do dream, don't you?

Last night, I had a vision.

Maybe there won't be no warning.

Maybe there won't be no sound at all.

I mean, I've seen folks...

Big ones, little ones...

Sitting on the side of the road.

And there came a white light and then heat and then nothing.

They were just gone.

There's nothing left but broken glass a...

What did you say?

I...

What'd you just f*cking say?!

Say... I... no, I... I just said...

Hey!

When you coming back?!

Hey!

You forgot your...

And...

No, I'm sorry, Ross.

Stop. Again, please, as if your future depended upon it...

Or, better yet, as if mine did.

Can we lose the shirt? I can't see the line.

[Sighs]

Again. And 1.

Good.

Watch the shoulder.

No.

Perhaps it doesn't matter to everyone as much as it once did.

But, personally...

I would hazard a guess that our dear Mr. "B"

knew precisely what he wanted.

I've been doing the choreography.

The problem is you're not centered.

Everything is over the right hip, so when you leave the arabesque here...

[Sighs]

She's something, isn't she?

I mean...

If you ignore the college d*ke haircut and the complete disregard for technical precision...

I think Toni has a certain... spirit, don't you?

Honestly, it's a bit hard to take her seriously.

You know, her whole "power to the people" thing...

It's an act.

Yes, it is.

And the others...

What do they think of her?

I couldn't say.

They like her fine, I guess.

I mean, she'll never have your experience...

Your way with the company.

Everybody loves you.

Thank you, Ross.

Let me see the arabesque.

There.

Shall we try another?

I think I can make some more time.

That's very generous.

I think I have it now.

You've given me a lot to work on.

Thank you... so much.

[Door closes]

[Muffled club music playing]

Sergei: You are beautiful girl, anyone can see this, but this place, this life, I think, is not for you.

You can't know that.

You are ballerina.

You let Daphne dance here.

She's a ballerina, same as me.

Same?

My God, you do not even know what it is you have.

Is this what you need?

Why are you here?

I don't enjoy refusing you, but now I must ask you to leave, please.

If you want to see me, I'll be dancing at that club on 44th.

I think we are better friends than that now.

Yes?

I'd like to think so.

Eduardo: You had so many bottles, I didn't know which.

Perfect.

[Liquid pouring]

How come you never invite me over before, papi?

You don't like to share all your treasures?

Trinkets.

Momentos of past lives.

Everything in here is old.

But not you, beautiful boy.

Ay, papi, mte.

[Chuckles] Eres tan apuesto...

Stop.

Yo no puede creer lo hermoso que eres.

No, seriously. I don't know what the f*ck you're saying.

[Clicks tongue]

I'm saying,

you must've had every boy in the city fighting to get into those tights.

Not all of them.

Most.

What's it like to be beautiful like that?

All those faces out there in the dark watching you, wanting you.

It... goes away.

One night, there is a thousand people standing, applauding, and calling your name, and the next, you're lying on your face in the wings, gripping the place where your Achilles tendon used to be.

And then...

They forget you.

Just like that.

I'd take it.

Even just for one night.

I swear, papi, just to feel that... love.

They could take it away the next day 'cause I'd get to keep the memory, you know?

Better you learn it now.

They're going to betray you, sweet boy.

Who?

Everyone.

[Clicks tongue] That's not true.

Well, aren't you the little optimist tonight?

The wine makes you sad, papi.

I don't like it.

Here's a memory for you.

Small town, statue of Robert E. Lee on the hill.

Little house.

[Sighs] There's a woman inside.

She likes... lacy curtains.

Puts plastic on the furniture.

[Chuckles]

I can still feel my thighs sticking.

And the man he smokes.

Doesn't say a word, doesn't move, just sits in that chair, with his RC Cola watching the TV.

[Inhales deeply]

And the boy... [Exhales deeply]

He...

He can't help it.

He wants the man's attention, wants to... please him.

But he's shy and strange and... probably q*eer, and he doesn...

[sniffles]

The man only moves every other Thursday.

But the boy watches from the window, and then... waiting out on the gravel drive...

... the blue car comes.

The lady hands the man an envelope through the open window.

It's the only time the boy sees the man smile.

Y... you okay, papi?

One day...

The boy goes to the man's desk to see what magic thing can give the man pleasure.

The boy takes the envelope, and inside... he finds a check... for $76.31.

And this is how the boy learns that the man and woman are not his mother and father at all.

These are merely foster people paid to tolerate the boy.

Imposters... paid to play house.

Pobrecito.

Don't.

I know how to love you, papi.

[Scoffs] There's no such thing.

Please?

I want to stay the night.

Are you sure?

♪ Ooh, I'm keeping up ♪

[Sniffing]

♪ ooh, I'm keeping up ♪

Look, I'm just saying, you got to know your audience.

Takes all kinds.

I mean, you got your cock waggers and your jack-in-the-boxers and the Seals.

And them m*therf*ckers will try to bite you.

And then you got your saviors.

Ooh, don't even get me started on them.

And whatever you do, don't buy none of this, "I'm not the strip club kind of guy."

Bullshit.

What, they kidnap you?

What, you here for the buffet, m*therf*cker?

Bullshit, girl.

You show me a man, and I'll show you a man that like to have a pair of titties shook all up in his face.

[Chuckles]

You go ahead and f*ck 'em if you want to, get you some of that cash if that's your thing.

Just don't say I didn't warn you.

And whatever you do, just... do not ever tell these m*therf*ckers your real name.

That's a part of you that stays yours. You feel me?

sh*t, there's got to be something they can't touch.

Oh, and while we on the subject, a little snow white girl like you, you're gonna have to bleach that assh*le.

Just sayin'.

Beau: Thank you, Maya.

Please welcome to the stage the luscious Yasmine.

You heard the man.

Be good, baby girl.

Mama's got to go to work.

Hey. You got this?

I don't want to leave her alone.

I don't really know much about children.

[Laughs] I wasn't talking to you.
[Buzzer rings]

[Buzzer rings]

Claire?

[Knock on door]

♪ willow weep for me ♪
♪ willow weep for me ♪
♪ bend your branches green ♪
♪ along the stream that runs to sea ♪

Where is she?

♪ Listen to my plea ♪

How the hell should I know?

♪ Listen willow and wee-e-e-p for me ♪

I got to be honest, I don't even know why you care.

♪ Gone my lover's dream ♪

She's my sister.

Do you ever think that word means more to you than it does to her?

sh*t, look at you.

She's got you on a string just like everybody else.

I've known a hundred others just like her, these fake, little, pink princesses walking around like they're God's gift.

Playing all shy and vulnerable just so guys...

♪ Hear me willow and weep for me ♪

Guys like you... wait all night by the f*cking window.

Tell me I'm wrong 'cause I've seen how she treats you, Bryan...

Like you're the problem, like you're some disease she's got to hide.

I mean, you come all this way.

You fought a w*r and everything, and she just blows you off like you're some stranger.

She should be taking care of you.

Someone should.

After everything you've been through.

I mean...

I don't know exactly what, but...

... you did some hard things.

I can tell.

Hurt some people maybe.

Maybe you... maybe... k*lled somebody.

♪ When the shadows fall, hear me willow ♪
♪ and weep for me ♪

Maybe.

Why?

Does that turn you on?

I guess you had to, right?

Heat of battle and all.

Well, it can get real confusing.

This one time, we called in a hellfire on some people.

m*ssile comes right out of the sky.

You don't even hear it.

The heat of it...

... turns the earth to glass.

I mean, can you believe that?

And nothing feels like the way they say it's gonna feel.

'Cause I didn't feel... sad or afraid or...

What did you feel?

Excited.

Hot.

Like my skin was f*cking electric.

I love that feeling.

You're so close to life and death all at once.

I liked the night raids the best.

Never knowing who was on the other side of that door.

And then that breach charge goes...

Boom.

And you're up in it.

Straight out Haji home invasion.

It's dark as f*ck.

And you got to get your hands on the men quick, even the little fuckers.

Everybody's a combatant.

[Sighs deeply]

And you can smell their hate filling up the room.

[Sighs]

[Both breathing heavily]

[Screaming]

♪ And say that love has sinned ♪
♪ to leave my heart breaking ♪
♪ and making a moan ♪
♪ murmur to the night ♪
♪ to hide her starry light ♪

[Grunting]

♪ So none will find me sighing ♪
♪ crying all alo-o-o-ne ♪

[Grunting loudly]

♪ Weeping willow tree ♪
♪ weep in sympathy ♪
♪ oh, just bend your branches down ♪
♪ along the ground, oooooh ♪

[Breathing heavily]

♪ Cover me ♪
♪ when the shadows fall ♪
♪ won't you bend the willow and wee-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-p ♪

[Footsteps departing]

♪ For me? ♪

[Inhales, exhales shakily]

[Cheers and applause]

Here she is, gentlemen, the incomparable angel.

[Mid-tempo R&B music playing]

♪ I want you to touch me right here ♪
♪ I want you to wonder ♪
♪ I can take you over right here ♪
♪ I really just wonder ♪
♪ I want you to touch me right here ♪
♪ I want you to wonder ♪
♪ I can take you over right here ♪
♪ I really just wonder ♪
♪ slide it from the sachet ♪
♪ I just want to see right through you ♪
♪ and I just got back to you ♪
♪ didn't even come to ♪
♪ I don't even know you ♪
♪ but you still got me ♪
♪ inside ♪
♪ inside ♪
♪ inside ♪
♪ inside ♪

[Inc.'s "Angel" plays]

Cam: Wait.

What happened to the girl in the jeans?

♪ Stay ♪

What girl?

♪ We're already in this ♪

Come on, you...

♪ That day ♪

You think I could forget this face?

♪ Boy, I'll be right there with you ♪
♪ when your head goes down ♪

It's you, but now you're...

♪ When your head goes down ♪

... different.

♪ When your head goes down ♪

You're disappointed.

No, I'm confused.

♪ Wait ♪

In a good way.

♪ And let them have their moment ♪
♪ it's way too soon to even show it ♪

Who are you? What are you doing here?

♪ When the rain comes down ♪

What are you doing here?

Good question.

♪ When the walls come down ♪

Um... I came here last night with some guys from work.

♪ When the walls come down ♪

I saw you up there onstage, and...

I don't know.

♪ You were always following me ♪
♪ you never let me be ♪

Let's just say you had an effect on me.

♪ And you'll always be there ♪
♪ take me to the river and I'll be your angel ♪

Uh, w... why don't you have a seat?

♪ And I'll be your angel ♪

I'm supposed to dance for you.

♪ You were always following me ♪

Yeah, I don't really want to do that.

♪ Take me to your place to be ♪

Strip clubs aren't really my thing.

♪ And you'll always be there ♪
♪ take me to the river and I'll be your angel ♪

Maybe we could just talk...

For now?

♪ And I'll be your angel ♪

It's a pretty expensive conversation.

Let me worry about that. [Liquid pouring]

[Chuckles]

♪ But I know that you walk with the devil ♪

[Siren wailing in distance]

Wait.

What the f*ck is wrong with you?

Please don't be mad.

What part don't you understand? I don't want you here.

I needed to see you. How is that bad?

Because I don't see how that's a bad thing.

I mean, Jesus Christ, Claire, I am trying to...

I want you to go!

Right.

Yeah. Yeah, you made yourself clear.

Good for you.

So, what the f*ck am I supposed to do now?

Jesus. [Sighs]

Our whole life, it has just been us, always you and me and then everybody else, so you tell me, who am I supposed to be?

I don't know.

You want me to go back there?

Take care of the old man? Is that gonna be my life now...

Taking care of some sick, old f*ck who hates me?

Claire, I got no money.

I got no job.

The Marines... they kicked me out over some f*cking bullshit.

They kicked you out?

Yeah.

But what do you care, right?

I mean, look at you. You got a life.

If you think I'm gonna pity you, Bryan, no.

Hell no.

So you're just gonna send me away like I'm some stranger?

Never mind that I'm your flesh and blood, Claire.

I'm more than your blood.

Look at me.

What the hell is this?

It's at least $800.

I'll send more when I...

I don't want your f*cking money.

No, take the money.

No, I... wait.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait! I got something for you!

Wait, please, please!

Please.

I don't want that!

Please, it's a book.

You like books. I know that you do.

You're not even gonna look at it?

Please, come on, just...

I have a boyfriend!

[Indistinct conversations]

Claire?

I'm sorry.

I know I've been struggling with the piece, but I think I'm making progress now.

I know I am. Today was... it's just not how I'm used to moving. It's...

I don't have a lot of experience with partners.

Stop.

It's not about your dancing.

I just...

I wanted you to know that if you need...

If you need someone to talk to...

Thank you for your concern.

I'm fine. I'll get it.

[Classical music playing]

[Both breathing heavily]

What is with him today?

Paul: I can't put my finger on it.

But, Ross...

You're just not [Tongue clicks]

living it for me.

Trey [Fingers snap]

please step in.

What?

Are you gonna make me ask twice?

Sorry.

Now, please.

There's still time to save this rehearsal.

Pasha, if you would be so kind.

Not until I'm ready.

Drop me, and they will never find your body.

[Exhales deeply]

Very well.

Now.

[Classical music playing]

Paul, there you are.

Paul?

Paul, stop.

[Sweetly] Toni.

Did you get my messages?

Messages?

Don't do that sh*t. You're avoiding me.

Why would I avoid you when I love you?

That makes no sense, but my schedule is k*lling me.

I have a very urgent...

No, we need to talk about your new girl, your star.

Claire?

Why? What is it?

I need warriors, Paul.

I need actual sexual human adults.

I can't do anything with some frigid, small-town virgin.

Just give her a chance to come out of her shell.

She's young.

She's scared.

Look, I don't have a choice.

I need to push her, and if she breaks...

Let me stop you right there.

I think you have to understand that not everyone responds to this whole...

Downtown, power-d*ke, "vag*na monologue" thing you do, not that there's anything wrong with that.

It's great. You're a genius. I love it. You know I do.

Paul...

But I think once you have a bit more experience, you'll learn that sometimes artists have to be handled with a certain nuance, a certain delicacy, yes?

Fine, Paul.

She's your f*cked-up, little twist.

You fix her.

[Indistinct conversations]

Um, Pittsburgh.

One way.

That'll be $62.

Leaves in 20 minutes... gate 3.

Oh, yes!

Obliterate me, baby. Turn me into f*cking soup.

[Knock on door]

Uh, she's here. Do you still want to see her?

Mm.

Oh, f*ck. Don't you stop, you glorious bitch.

Oh!

[Sighs]

You, sit.

[Sighs]

So, Claire...

What is it?

What is...

I don't...

What's your problem, sweetie?

Your defect, your twat-clenching glitch?

My...

Toni says you're not cutting it.

She tells me you're hung up like some '50s housewife, so I ask again, what is your malfunction?

'Cause this Bambi thing has got to stop.

I'm working as I hard as I...

Bullshit!

Are you frigid? Is that it?

Did some dirty uncle put his funny finger up your easter dress?

Am I looking at the proud owner of the last American hymen?

I mean, what the f*ck?!

Uh, I... I...

What?!

Oh, Jesus, girl, spit it out!

[Sighs]

Let's talk about the problem.

Is this what you're afraid of?

Look at it.

This, my dear, is a d*ck.

That's what it is. That's all it is. It's a d*ck.

Nothing more, nothing less.

A d*ck.

It's a body part, Claire, not a bogeyman.

Now, go out there, get one of your own.

Touch it, f*ck it, I don't care, but you need to start screwing with something other than my livelihood.

By that time, I'm running.

He's chasing me, yelling like a maniac...

[Trails off, echoing]

♪ There's nowhere I'd rather be ♪
♪ let's-let's-let's get sexy in here ♪
♪ that's how you make me feel ♪
♪ I wanna feel it ♪
♪ sex, sex, sex, sexy ♪
♪ sex, sex, sex, sex ♪
♪ you're making me feel sex, sex, sex, sexy ♪
♪ sex, sex, sex, sex ♪
♪ you're making me feel so real ♪
♪ real, real ♪
♪ so ♪
♪ ah, ah, ah ♪
♪ ladies and gentlemen ♪
♪ allow me to begin ♪
♪ a little expression of what I'm feeling ♪
♪ it's such a state I'm in ♪
♪ so purely confident ♪
♪ and dirty passionate ♪
♪ and not to mention ♪
♪ look left, look left ♪
♪ look right, so fly ♪
♪ can no one else in here... ♪

[Blackbird Blackbird's "There is Nowhere" plays]

[Speaking indistinctly]

♪ Through the desert sun, you will guide me through ♪
♪ ooh, I will, with barely few ♪
♪ there's agony ♪
♪ in your arms tonight ♪

So, I guess we're done with the talking.

♪ in your arms tonight ♪
♪ sex, sex, sex, sexy ♪
♪ sex, sex, sex, sex ♪
♪ you're making me feel so real ♪
♪ real, real ♪

Whoa, get your f*cking hands off me, man.

This ain't a peep show, sir.

Nobody gets back there without a floor manager and a credit card.

Sir, are you okay?

Yes, sir, I am.

I think you've had a little too much to drink.

Probably.

Just full of good ideas, aren't you, buddy?

Okay, okay.

Oh!

♪ Look left, look right, so fly ♪

Bryan: Claire!

Claire!!

Claire!!

Claire!

What are you doing?!

Who the hell is that jagoff?!

Did he touch you?! Did you f*cking touch her?!

f*ck!

[Grunting]

Get your f*cking hands off me, you fuckers!

f*ck! [Grunting]

My apologies.

Claire!

The gentleman was over-served.

Please accept complimentary champagne.

The Perrier-Jouet... a bottle for every room.

♪ Sex, sex, sex, sexy ♪

Do you know that guy?

No, I don't know him.

I need a minute to freshen up. Wait here?

Yeah.

♪ Sex, sex, sex, sexy ♪
♪ Sex, sex, sex, sex ♪
♪ you're making me feel ♪

[Men breathing heavily]

Everybody gets one freebie.

You just used yours.

You come back here, we're gonna have a problem.

Don't.

Don't do it, man.

I've seen how this ends.

Ah, f*ck, here we go.

Hey, what are you doing? You can't be out here.

[Groans]

This is my problem.

All right, suit yourself.

You want us to give him more?

[Breathing heavily]

More.

[Muffled mid-tempo music playing]

[Mid-tempo music playing clearly]

♪ Do you want to hurt yourself, hurt yourself? ♪
♪ Do you want to hurt yourself, hurt yourself? ♪
♪ No, no, no, no ♪
♪ do you want to hurt yourself, hurt yourself? ♪

[Song ends]

[Both breathing heavily]

[Crying]
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