- I'm sorry. - Stop it. I'm looking at you and you're making me... Well, don't look at me. I won't look at it. - Push through. Let's go. - Okay. All right, okay. - No more cutting. - Oh, shit. Just get the tweezers and get the bullet out, baby. Shit, shit, shit. Um... What? What happened? Phone went to sleep. You gotta set it so that thing stays on. - No. My phone doesn't do that. - Sure it does. Same phone as mine. Just change it. Just gonna touch it with my nose every 30 seconds. It's fine. Don't be afraid of your phone. Get in there, go to the settings, go to display and change the timing so that it doesn't revert to sleep mode. - Revert? - Yeah. What are you, Steve Jobs? I'm not reverting anything. I'm just not afraid of my phone, honey. It's so fucking simple. Shh! Quiet. I know what I'm doing, okay? Do you? Yes. - Here she goes. - Here we go. You're like a dolphin. All right. This part's gonna hurt. I don't... I don't doubt it. Okay, let's do this. - (EXHALES) - Okay. (GASPS) Ooh... Oh, wait. - (CLICKING SOUND) - What is that? You hear that? What's that sound? What's that sound? Is that the bullet? - (GASPS) That's bone! - What? That's not right. Okay. What do the racists say if you can't find the bullet? Yeah, that's bone. You got the bone. I'm looking at my bone. Look right here. (GASPS) Max, did you get shot twice?
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(SIGHS) That's the exit wound. Oh, it came out! Yup. Nothing to remove. The bullet has exited the arm. Well, let's just sew that sucker up, huh? Yeah.
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No, no. Honey, don't, don't look at... - (GAGS) - Stop it. (BOTH GAGGING)
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- Careful! - (HORNS BLARING)
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Hello, Donald Anderton.
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Oh, my God! This is insane!
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- Oh! (GROANS) - (ANNIE SIGHS)
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KEVIN: Oh, shit.
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Okay.
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ANNIE: Of course. We do. Max, you wanna go first? Okay, I'll start. I'll do it. Oh. There's a loose one. Always in the middle. That's where you wanna go. Can I use your john real quick? Of course. It's the end of the hall, next to our...
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Help yourself to popped corn with sea salt. Oh! Oh! (GROANS) Yummy, yummy. I can't believe that you read my mind. I was craving popcorn. You have a framed photo of game night? Doesn't everyone have photographs of their best friends in their homes?
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Oh, no, Gary. So, Sarah, how long have you two been a couple? Oh, no! No, we're not. We just... We work together. I wouldn't, um... I wouldn't do that thing. I see. I thought I detected a certain chemistry between the two of you. - (CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY) - No. No way. - No, that's not... - Mmm. Mmm. Then again, I'm not the best judge of chemistry in the world. (CHUCKLES) (ALL CHUCKLE AWKWARDLY)
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- Hey! - Gary! Goodness. To what do Bastian and I owe the pleasure? Well, we were all just talking, and we realized we haven't had a game night in ages. - Just the seven of us. - So... I thought you were going to your brother's house. I never said that. Come on, Gare Bear. Live a little! It's the weekend! We were just saying how you were always better at games than Debbie was. I'll thank you not to besmirch my ex-wife. That woman is an angel. Oh. Yeah, she was much better at games than you. I will admit I have eagerly awaited a visit such as this.