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I just really need to talk to somebody.
Can you meet me, please?
Logan said that we shouldn't even be texting each other,
let alone meeting in person.
Mason?
Kennedy, I really need someone to talk...
Agatha, I told you,
you can only call this number in case of an emergency.
There's someone here.
I know it was my idea to bring Breeda.
Out of her environment, yes, I know that she's more aggressive.
Logan? Logan?
Logan.
Did you sleep well last night?
I think we should get out of here.
You mean, like, for breakfast?
No. I mean out of this fucking place. Out of L.A.
And why would we do that?
I know you think I'm paranoid,
but they have found us.
So say we leave, Agatha. Say we go somewhere.
You're just gonna get paranoid again,
and then we'll move again and again, and it'll never stop.
They will never fucking stop.
There's no proof that they've found us.
Okay. So where in the fuck is Logan?
Where's Mason? Where's Garrett?
They're all fucking gone, Ryder.
Logan hasn't responded to a soul in months.
Mason's probably off on a bender, and...
yeah, I guess it's pretty fucking weird Garrett hasn't responded...
especially to you.
Are you listening to me? He's fucking gone.
Probably didn't want to deal with you.
Oh, fuck you.
He went to go meet up with Mason,
and now he's just... he's fucking gone.
Wait. Why was he with Mason?
Mason texted Garrett.
He was all fucked up, he was on drugs,
and Garrett went to meet up with him,
and I haven't heard from either of them, so...
I don't know. I'm worried.
Will, uh... will you go check on Garrett?
Me?
- Yeah. - Jesus, Agatha, why?
Why can't you go check on him?
I-I don't know if he doesn't want to talk to me.
I don't know what's going on.
Can you please, please, just go check on him for me?
Please? I'm freaking out!
I don't know what's going on! Help me!
Hello?
Garrett?
Hey, I'm a friend of Garrett's. My name's Ryder.
He said he was gonna go meet a friend.
- Was it Mason? - No.
It wasn't Mason.
But I know it was that bitch...
Agatha.
Well, why would he be with Agatha?
Because he's fucking her.
I came home yesterday, and they were both here...
naked...
and they pulled me into this fucked-up thing, and I...
So you guys were, like, all together.
That's what I fucking said.
I know he's with her right now.
I know it. I know he's with that slut.
I mean, it... it might not be...
- it could be anyone. - I fucking love him.
Don't you get that?
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