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Happy Birthday, Grandma. Oh, it's gorgeous.

I'll blow them out.

- -

Nice! - Happy Birthday, Mom.

Thank you, darling. Kai. Presents first.

Coming through, Aunt Pi! Thank you.

- Grandma, this is from Ethan and me. - Oh, wow!

- It's mostly me, though. Hilarious.

- Not true. - Not true?

Well, let's have a look. What is it?

Oh, it's absolutely beautiful!

- Thank you. They did a great job.

- The glitter bomb!

That was amazing. - This is going in a frame.

Thanks, darling.

- How much time did you spend on this? It took forever.

- OK. Well, this is from the three of us. - What?

Mom, it was Sophie's idea to do a group present.

- So that's from all of us. OK. Well, thank you.

Right, Soph? - All right.

Mm-hmm. OK. Well... Ooh!

Huh. -

A planter!

- Wow! Mm.

- I thought we were getting a bread maker. - We got her the planter.

"We"?

Well, I love it.

Mom, I'm glad you love it.

I just think you would have enjoyed a bread maker just as much.

Pia, let it go.

Was this her idea? I mean...

Actually, don't answer that, because I'm sure it was.

- Pia, now is not the time. Yeah.

Have another drink. Have two.

You know, big brother, I would love to have another one.

Give you two something to talk about after I leave.

Pia, please. It's Andrea's birthday.

I know whose birthday it is. She's my mother.

I'm not doing this.

You are doing it, actually.

You like to act like you're not doing it because you like to...

Enough!

Oh, get out! Hella good!

Bro!

CHARLIE WHERE R U??!!

PIA OMW! GOTTA GET DRUUUUNKK!!!!

Wasted!

Pia? Hey, babe, are you OK? Pia?

Oh!

- Pia? - She's OK. She's OK.

Take your shit and get out.

WOODY HEY, WHAT ARE YOU UP TO?

PIA I'M ON THE TOILET AND I'M DRUNK. YOU?

Are you gonna be much longer? - Go away!

WOODY LETS GET A DRINK AFTER YOU FLUSH

Man, come on!

PIA JUST ABOUT TO

- -

Pia! Keep it down!

I am trying to sleep!

Pia, can you come here for a minute?

- - I can't seem to get it in.

His veins look easy, but they wriggle around like worms.

Pia always gets me first time.

That's because Pia loves to stick you with needles and make you squirm.

- Hey. Thank you, Pia.

Thank you, Prisha.

- How's it going? - Vincent...

- - What do you have to show me today?

Uh... Ooh, you got a few options here.

Creepy fast-food commercial?

No.

Uh...

Bigfoot spotted on trail cam. Amazing.

- You showed me this last week. - Did I?

- It's like I mean nothing to you. - Oh, come on. That's not true.

OK. Ghost dog caught on camera.

Go on.

Stupid.

- Jen Da Vlogger posted something.

Hello, my little babies. Thank you so much for watching.

It's your girl, Jen, here.

OK, so, a bunch of you guys have sent me this video, asking me about my opinion.

And it is creepy AF.

It just shows this random white dude confessing to rape or something.

Apparently, if this video reaches five million views,

the guy is going to die!

Let me know what you think in the comments below,

and please don't forget to subscribe.

Thank you. Bye.

She's linked to the video.

- Should we watch it? - Um...

Yeah.

- - Play... Play it again.

What? - Play it again.

Why? It's obviously fake.

Probably, like, an ad for a horror movie or something.

You see the one for Halloween?

- You OK? - What the fuck?

- You OK? - What the fuck?

Pia?

Hey. It's Nick Brewer. Leave a message.

- If you want to get me quicker, text me. -

Hi. It's me. I'm, um...

I just, um...

I don't have my phone with me, but I need you to call me at work.

The number here is 510-555-0137, extension 10-611.

- The Balfour School. Melissa speaking. - Hi. I need to speak with Sophie Brewer.

- She's a teacher there. - Ms. Brewer's in class all morning.

- Would you like me to pass on a message? - Can you just get her? It's urgent.

Can I ask what this is regarding?

- You just need to get her. - I've explained to you why I can't...

Nice!

OK, good hustle, good hustle. Keep being aggressive. Good, good.

Matt.

Matt!

- Hey, stranger. Have you seen Nick?

- What's going on? Have you seen Nick?

Uh, no. Why?

- Holy shit.

- Is this real? - I don't know, but it's fucking weird.

- Did he come in this morning? - I'm not sure. Come on.

- Hey, Dawny, you know where Nick is? Hey. Not at training?

No.

I'll check the schedule.

He's supposed to be meeting with Bill at 8:00 a.m.

Did he show up?

I'm not paid to be here before nine o'clock.

Can you call Bill to check?

Of course. Linda, you seen Nick this morning?

Not yet. Is everything OK?

Hi, Bill. Nick Brewer show up this morning?

I'm sure there's some obvious explanation.

OK, thanks. Bill hasn't seen him.

OK. I got to talk to Sophie. She'll know where he is.

I'll look around. Maybe he's with students.

Call me if you find anything.

- No! Call Sophie. OK. Ditto.

Can we help you?

Oh, no.

N-No, you can't go back there.

Come on, stop... Call 302.

Act I. Juicy stuff, right?

You have Orsino madly in love with Lady Olivia,

and Lady Olivia madly in love with Cesario,

who's in a somewhat convincing disguise.

But what do we think about the nature of attraction here?

Stop now or I'm calling 911. - Go ahead.

- Call the police. I don't fucking care. This is your official warning.

Let's just fast-forward to Act II, OK? I'll be right back.

Get your phone out. Call them on your freaking phone!

- Step away from the door! - What are you doing here?

Tell her you know me.

You know this lady? - She's family.

- What are you doing here? - Do you have your phone on you?

- Yeah. Why? - OK. Now, get your phone out.

Is this a joke?

- Did Nick put you up to this? - In what way is this funny?

It can't be him. I saw him leave for work this morning.

No one at work has seen him. I was just at the sports center.

He didn't show up for his 8:00 a.m. meeting.

This is a mistake. This...

- What the hell is this? - I don't know.

What's going on?

I'm telling you, I called him, Matt called him. He's not picking up.

Hey. It's Nick Brewer. Leave a message. If you want to get me quicker, text me.

What do you want to do?

Sophie!

Nine thousand views?