:27:00
Dee, ehtra.
:27:06
What are you doing here?
:27:11
Look, l don't speak no Spanish,
:27:12
so you better habla your ass
some English.
:27:16
Peter Piper picked a peck
of pickled peppers. Add that one.
:27:20
- Cut it out, dude.
- l'm gonna cure you.
:27:23
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.
:27:25
Why are you in a good mood?
:27:26
- You want to know?
- Yeah.
:27:33
What is that?
:27:39
No way.
:27:43
- Who?
- Dee.
:27:46
Dee? You slept with a girl?
:27:50
You slept with a girl?
:27:52
You're so full of shit.
l don't believe you.
:27:54
l mean, why would you?
:27:56
Maybe l didn't want a whole lifetime
of feeling the way l have so far.
:28:04
l'm asking Dee.
:28:06
- Don't.
- l'm calling your bluff.
:28:09
- Don't be a jerk.
- What're you gonna do?
:28:27
Ellen's not here.
:28:28
l know. What are you doing?
:28:33
A journal.
:28:43
Oh, my God!
:28:49
- Michael told me.
- That punk!
:28:51
l'm going to give him
a bitch slap so hard.
:28:53
- This is the trippiest thing l ever--
- All right.
:28:58
Could he do it, even?
Were his eyes open?