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[distant train whistling]
[door slams]
[urinating]
[toilet flushes]
[distant train whistling]
[grunts]
Veronica!
-[knocks] -Michelle?
[Michael] Yeah?
Dinner's at six, okay?
Okay.
soft dramatic music
[exhales]
[commentator] It's the voice
of the Blue Jays' Buck Martinez.
Nice to see you here in the studio.
[Buck] Good morning, Jan. Good to see you.
[commentator] Nice to see you. We are rooting for our Jays.
And they haven't been in the playoffs for 20 years...
[mom humming melody]
[commentator] So what's going on with our Jays?
[TV audio continues indistinctly]
[timer rings]
-speaking native language -No.
Go sit down. Dinner will be ready soon.
[commentator] It's a matter of now going out and proving
that they're worthy of the close season.
It's been a long time.
Now, obviously, they got a lot of great players,
Bautista, Encarnación, Landon.
It's just a matter of having the ability to score runs.
That's been the biggest concern.
This team has always been about pitching concerns.
But right now, they're having trouble scoring runs.
[dad grunts]
Ooh. Thank you.
-[mom] Mm-hmm. -Mm-hmm.
Would you like to say Grace?
[Michael] Sure.
Bless us, O Lord, and these, thy gifts,
which we are about to receive.
-Amen. -[both] Amen.
Michael, would you give me a hand
with something after dinner?
Yeah, Dad.
[radio changing frequencies]
upbeat rock music
[speaker] Do you suffer from ED?
If the answer is yes, you're not alone.
[Bruce] Damn country radio!
Michael whistling "Down in the Valley"
Roses love sunshine
Violets love dew
[both] Angels in heaven
Know I love you
You know, in France, Michelle is a man's name.
-Hey, Bruce. -[dad] How you doing, brother?
Uh, sorry, 21 and up, big guy.
-I'm 27. -[laughs]
Like hell you are. Come on.
faint rock music playing
Sorry, ma'am.
Bloody Heels' "Cheap Little Liar" playing
Without a single penny in your arms
You were set to do some harm
Like a leech on my neck
Made my life into a wreck
Should've seen through sins you did
I'll be the one whose blood will spill
Posing as someone you'll never be
Oh, God, I hope you never breathe
I was always in your chains
Always being your little saint
Time and time, you break me down...
Here we go.
[grunts]
-Nice girls, huh? -Yeah.
I'm made of steel
I will survive
You were my brother in arms...
My dad brought me to a place like this when I turned 18.
I've never been.
Well, here's to making up for lost time.
Mmm.
Cheap little liar
Not so long time ago
I would've ate a bullet for you...
They've got a great buffet here,
$9.99, all-you-can-eat at lunch.
[Michael] Sweet.
That even ain't fuck you
Just take a look around
Hell hounds will tear you down
You were my brother in arms...
Be right back.
Oh, no, hey
Like a sister
Screaming many times...
-I'm sorry. -Oh, it's okay, hun.
[announcer] Up next, put your hands together
for the gorgeous Georgia!
-[applause] -Whoo!
[breathes deeply]
[distant train whistling]
[train rumbling]
[distant train whistling]
[laughing]
This is Jeff. This is my son, Mike.
-Yeah. -Nice to meet you.
Hmm.
rock music playing
Let me guess. First time?
Little secret, boys.
You'll thank me later.
Georgia.
-Which one? -Little guy.
You got a ten, don't you, Bruce?
Oh, I'm all right. No, thanks.
Pardon?
I'm all right. No, thanks.
They say you're not supposed to touch anything,
but if you're real discreet, it's okay.
-[Michael] Sorry, I'm-- -[Jeff] Pardon?
-I'm not interested. -Not interested?
-Sorry, man. I didn't mean-- -Sit down!
[whispering] Take care of him.
I might be hot for teacher
Or maybe Stacy's mom
You know she ain't no preacher
'Cause we're going all night long
Flamethrower, burned alive
Throw it on my back, take it for a ride
Flamethrower, singe my eyes
Fireworks burning on her upper thighs
Flamethrower, burned alive...
soft dramatic music
upbeat rock music
[patron] Whoo!
I always knew you were a boy.
Ever since you were a little girl.
Throw it on my back, take it for a ride
Flamethrower, singe my eyes
Fireworks burning on her upper thighs
Flamethrower, burned alive
Gasoline and my blood runs high
Flamethrower, singe my eyes
Fireworks burning on her upper thighs
Flamethrower, burned alive
Throw it on my back, take me for a ride
Flamethrower, singe my eyes
Fireworks burning on her upper thighs
Flamethrower, burned alive
Gasoline and my blood runs high
Flamethrower, singe my eyes
Fireworks burning on her upper thighs, yeah
[laughs]