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You think you can get to me, bitch?

He is the hottest guy in town.

Wow, that is so exciting!

Please, Lord, tell us what to do.

Please be with Nella.

Reach out your hand to her and embrace her

with your big fatherly loving arms.

And Jenny, God,

eyes to see in this deep blindness.

And Sarah, Lord, ears to hear in the midst

of this chaotic noise.

And please prepare David for what he is about to endure...

Carly!

Shut up!

- And God, please spare Tammy Jane from the depths of hell.

When I was a kid,

I used to think that being 16

would make me feel so grown up.

Then when I was 16, I used to think that being 21

would mean I'd finally arrived.

Now I'm 23, and I am starting to wonder

if you ever reach a point of feeling like a grown up.

Well, that was dramatic.

Okay, so does anybody have any ideas?

What do we do?

Do we tell David?

Go

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That was a big one.

Okay, I've had enough of you two.

I think we should just call Drew.

I think we should call David.

No!

We can't tell him yet.

Why don't we have his fiance call him?

I think we should give Nella some space.

You know, let go and let God...

Let God what?

Thought so.

You know what, Jenny?

I'm kind of hungry.

How does pizza covered in mayonnaise

with tuna fish sound to you?

Cut it out!

I think we should just call Drew.

Yeah, call your big brother.

Any time, this is like the time you pissed yourself

in third grade.

Not really.

This is all my fault, you guys.

I'm so sorry.

I shouldn't have kept pushing Nella.

I just,

I got so mad.

Don't talk if you don't need to.

It's not your fault.

- Ignorance is happiness or something, right?

- Jen, this would have come out at some point.

Nella didn't need you to bring it out in her.

- Oh, yes, please tell us something we don't already know,

Miss I-have-a-4.0-at-Stanford.

Carly, what exactly do you have a 4.0 in

besides Jesus camp?

And I didn't see you trying to keep Nella sober either.

- Well, God didn't try to keep Sodom and Gomorrah sober.

He just destroyed them.

Sodom and Gomorrah were cities.

You can't keep a cit sober, stupid.

- You don't read the Bible much, do you Carly?

Hey, TJ, if you were to die right now,

where do you think you would go?

Anywhere you're not.

Oh, that would be hell,

and I'm fairly certain you don't mean that.

Oh, I look terrible.

Insinuating that you looked better

before all that pizza and booze?

Oh, gro...

Ew!

What is that thing?

This is stupid.

I'm calling Drew.

I quit.

No you didn't.

Three months' sober.

Ha-ha!

You can quit when you go back to school.

I'll try.

Hmm.

Hmm.

When we were in high school,

did you actually think we'd stay friends with Nella?

Be honest.

No, but I guess it's no surprise.

What happened to calling your brother?

Escape tactic.

Ha!

I don't blame you.

You think he'll be the problem solver this time?

At this point, he might be the only one

with enough motivation to try.

I mean, he was pretty good at coaching you

through your break-ups, wasn't he?

Is this a break-up?

Is that what we're calling it?

Not yet, it isn't.

- It was a friendship that was not supposed to last

past high school.

And like a diseased rotten apple,

she survived the harvest.

Why were we even friends with Nella in the first place?

- What else do you do in a dime-sized town called Willits?

Try not to get pregnant.

Why are you here, TJ?

I mean, out of all of us, you had the right to say no.

Why did you agree to be a bridesmaid?

I don't know.

I thought I was cool with everything.

Besides, Nella did not ask me to be a bridesmaid.

David did, dun-dun-dun.

Shut up.

Why would David agree to do that for her?

- Why wouldn't he do that for her?

God, Sarah, it's because she's got big nice tits.

And after everything,

she cheats on him the night before their wedding

and leaves all of us in the cloud of her shit.

Mic drop.

Pick that mic back up.

We're callin' Drew.

Thanks for coming out so late.

Yeah, no problem.

Hey, TJ.

Hey, Drew.

Yeah, I knew he liked me.

I caught on when he tried to nickname me Bette Davis Eyes

or when he told David I was like a rock star's muse.

He was drunk.

So I try to keep him out of trouble and play dumb,

something I loathe doing.

So...

Did someone have something they wanna say?

I was not super-drunk.

I had a few...

- None of us - Whoa!

Should even be here. - Whoa! Whoa!

No one should show up tomorrow.

Hey!

One at a time, please.

Sarah.

Carly.

We all met up at Nella's place.

We picked her up.

We had this big surprise party planned.

It was gonna take all night, and then,

hold on.

- Okay, she's coming, she's coming, she's coming.

All right, here we go.

Yay!

David!

What are you doing here? - Oh, forgive me.

I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry.

I'm leaving right now. - You are not supposed

to see her. - If you'll just excuse me.

I had to see my bride

one last time before tomorrow...

It doesn't matter.

You need to get.

All right, message received.

You girls have some fun, be safe,

and make sure that this one cuts loose a little.

No, no, no thank you.

How you doin', Tammy Jane?

Fine.

Okay.

You girls, be good.

- Okay, let's keep focused on who tonight is actually about,

shall we?

Yeah, back to Nella.

My brother is marrying Nella, not you,

so get over it.

Okay, did I need to hear that?

I would not say that!

How did you say it, then, Carly?

Jen.

Maybe TJ can help us?

No.