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Hey! Oh, thank God. Listen, Annie. It's all real. Oh, no, I know. Brooks is caught up in something and... Okay, where are you guys? We're all at Brooks's. We need to talk to the cops. No! No, no, no! Do not talk to the cops! What? Why? What's going on? - Are you guys okay? - Yeah, yeah. We're fine, we're fine. I shot Max, but he's fine. What? Look. We will meet you back at our house. Whatever you do, do not tell the cops anything. Brooks's life depends on it.
Game Night
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Fuck! What are we gonna do? They're gonna kill my brother. Oh, Annie, I feel faint. I'm gonna pass out. Oh, honey, we'll get you to a hospital, okay? No, no, no! No hospitals. This is a gunshot wound, they'll call the cops. Shit, shit! Okay. So, we go to a mob doctor, right? Do you know one of those, sweetheart? - No. - No. What about a veterinarian that works for the mob? - You know one of those? - No. Come on. Why are you pitching all the mob stuff? Because I'm losing my shit here! I get it. You're gonna have to do it. - What? - Yup. You're gonna have to take the bullet out. I don't wanna do it. You think I want you to take the bullet out? I've seen you try to cut a chicken. We have no other option. (TEARFULLY) Oh, my God! This is so bad! I hate game night!
Game Night