Laurel Canyon
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:44:03
Obviously, you're welcome.
Fucking hell, it's your house.

:44:11
-I'm sorry.
-It's not your fault.

:44:14
Someone else got there first.
The house was gone.

:44:20
It wouldn't be the worst thing to stay
here a little longer. It's comfortable.

:44:25
Well, depends on your definition
of comfort.

:44:29
I mean, Al, I'm hardly ever here.
It's not for me, it's for you.

:44:35
Is it?
:44:50
-Can you get me some lemonade?
-I'll see if there's some around.

:44:54
-How'd you sleep?
-I don't know.

:44:58
Whatever you hit me with took me
down. I feel fucking drugged.

:45:01
Yeah, well, you were drugged.
:45:04
-I don't like downers.
-You weren't liking the uppers either.

:45:08
Yeah.
:45:09
-I told you not to call my house.
-Look, I had to contact your family.

:45:13
You're underage. That's the law.
:45:15
My mom's gonna kick my ass.
:45:18
I mean, she's freaking now.
:45:20
But she's gonna torch my fucking ass
when I get out of here.

:45:23
Why are things so wrong
with your mom?

:45:26
I don't know.
:45:28
You seem like you do.
:45:31
She just doesn't get me, all right?
:45:33
She's in my face about my grades,
my hair, my friends, tattoos.

:45:37
All this other shit. You know?
:45:42
I can't do nothing right.
:45:45
So why should I care?
:45:59
Fuck.

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