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: [Lying in the afterglow of sex with Javi
] We are so perfect for each other. You know, if everybody married someone from a different race, then in one generation there would be no prejudice. Evie
: [Evie moves to lie next to Tracy
] So you had a good time? Tracy
] Yeah. But it tasted kinda nasty. Evie
] What? We didn't go over that one!
: All of a sudden Medina has a ghetto booty? Evie
: I think she stuffs. Astrid
: That slut ain't got shit on THESE double-cheesburgers.
[She shakes her butt
: Shake it, don't break it, bitch. Astird
: Fuck her.
: The itsy-bitsy spider dropped acid at the park...
[outside Mason's open window
: [talking to dog in baby voice
] Oh Hampton, he's my baby, yes... Evie
: [walks in front of Mason's window
] Hey Mason!
[pulls thong up over shorts while shaking her butt
: move ya g-string down South! Tracy
: Gross! That's my brother! Evie
: [giggling while walking away with Tracy
] Relax! Maybe I'll marry into the family.
: So you're a model? Evie
: She's a model-slash-actress! Brooke
: Slash-bartender who's about to be late for work.
: How about we make a Luke sandwich? Luke
: Um, how about you're jailbait?
: Evie, goddamit, have you seen my other cutlet? Evie
: Incoming cutlet!
[throws it at her and hits her in the behind
: Something peed in your bed.
: [Sitting on Evie's bed, drinking beer
] So, you want me to prove it, lesbo? Evie
: Hell, no.
: [Trying to convince Evie that she is a good kisser
] Want me to prove it lesbo? Evie
: Hell No!
[Tracy bends down and kisses Evie
: I barely even felt that! Tracy
: Let's see you fucking feel this one then!
[Tracy pushes Evie on floor and kisses her more passionatly
: Well, okay!
: [speaking in gibberish
] Why does my tongue hurt? Evie
: Maybe because you gave head.
: [huffing computer duster
] I hear this little wah-wah-wah inside my head... Tracy
: That's your brain cells popping!
[Evie has just walked in on Melanie having a cigarette in her bedroom
: Don't ever start smoking. Evie
: Is everything okay Mel? Melanie
: No. Evie, I'm sorry, but I think it's time for you to go home. Evie
: I can't go home. Brooke had a convention in Bakersfield, she said she sent you an email. Melanie
: I guess I didn't check my email.
[laughs a little nervously
: I'm sorry Mel. I hope it's okay that I'm here. Melanie
: Well... I guess it's gonna have to be, isn't it? Evie
: Her boyfriend hits me Mel.
[Evie sits down on Melanie's bed and pulls her hair back to reveal a bruise on her neck
: He grabbed my throat and he threw me against his van. Melanie
: [gasps softly
] Oh jesus.
[Melanie goes to sit down beside Evie on the bed
: Where's your mother baby? Evie
] She passed away.
[reaches over to stroke Evie's hair, then her face
: I didn't have a mother when I was your age either. I know how hard it is. I do.
[Melanie and Evie hug
: We're moving to Ojai, so you won't be seeing Evie again. Ever. You're really cruel, Tracy. I mean, I'm sure you can be a sweet kid when you want, but right now you're a really bad influence. I mean, you cheat, you lie, you steal... Tracy
: [shouting in disbelief
] Oh my God! Are you kidding me, who do you think I learned all this shit from!
[Tracy walks off into the kitchen
: Tracy was playing with Barbies before she met Evie!
[Melanie, Evie and Brooke all follow Tracy into the kitchen
: Did she teach you to beat the crap out of her as well? Don't even start with me, I've seen the bruises, little one! Tracy
: What the hell did you tell her Evie? Brooke
: [Turns to Evie
] Come here, what about this?
[Shows the scrape by Evie's hairline that Tracy accidentally made while the two girls were play-fighting
] What the fuck? We were just goofing! Melanie
: Tracy didn't hit her. Evie
: [starting to cry
] Yes she did! Tracy
: I don't believe this shit, she hit me too! Brooke
: [grabs Tracy's arm and struggles with her to pull back her sleeve
] And look at this Mel. You're gonna love this... Tracy
: Don't you dare! No don't please... Melanie
: Take your hands off her...
[Tracy starts to cry as the cuts on her arm are revealed when Brooke pulls down her sleeve
: She cuts!
[Melanie looks stunned and horrified
] It's none of your business you fucking frankenstein! Brooke
: Oh no, this child IS my business, you little cunt! Melanie
: That's it, you need to get out.
[Brooke and Evie slowly start to walk out
] Get out! Evie
] Who would want to live in this shit hole anyway? It fucking stinks in here Mel!