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You should go to a meeting.

I just want the pain to stop.

Here you go.

Thank you.

Well, well.

Open sesame.

Dixon?

Serena, we need to reestablish Alpha Base...

: Dixon...

...before we can proceed with the mission.

Captain... Um...

How you feeling? Any better?

I-I got some good news.

I talked to your coach.

I explained you've been dealing with a lot

these past few weeks.

Threw around some pretty serious

principal rank, and guess what?

You're back on the surf team.

Thanks, but, uh... I'm not going to go back on the team.

Why not?

Because I missed the practices,

so I should suffer the consequences.

There were extenuating circumstances.

Yeah, Sasha was pregnant.

And instead of supporting her, I fought with her.

Man, I've been...

I've been trying to call her and see if she's okay.

She hasn't returned any of my phone calls.

Yeah, well, you know, that's...

that's probably 'cause she's... she's trying to move on.

It's because she's devastated.

I know it.

And I'm supposed to just go on with my life

like nothing happened?

Just go surfing

while she's suffering, right?

How is that fair?

Thanks, but no thanks, Dad.

System is off-line

and a lockdown protocol is in effect.

If we rebuild, the lockdown will end...

Honey. Hmm?

I'm really starting to worry about Dixon.

I mean, he seems miserable.

Harry, he'd be more miserable if he knew Sasha manipulated him

and lied to him.

He'd be heartbroken. He'd feel like a fool.

I don't know.

Well, I do.

I was right about Sasha, wasn't I?

Yes, you were.

Okay, so trust me.

It's only been a couple of days.

He'll snap out of it, and then we can all just move on

and put this behind us.

Rosie really wants... blueberries.

Excuse me?

Um, Rosie really wants blueberries.

Red, red, white, blue.

Of course.

Can't take it on an empty stomach, though.

Here's some electrolytes.

And while you drink that,

let's go over tomorrow's schedule.

All right.

The nurse is going to come at 8:30

and it's Janet. I know it's not her day,

but I told Linda that she could swap with her for next Tuesday.

Anyway, uh, Janet's gonna take you to the oncologist at 11:00,

which is all written down right here.

You're scheduled to have a CBC

to check your platelets and your fibrinogen levels.

And for medications for tomorrow,

everything is written down right here according to what you take,

what time and with or without food.

So if you have any questions just refer to the binder.

Sound good?

What?

When did you get so organized?

Uh, I've always been organized.

You? Yeah.

Remember in fifth grade,

I-I organized a class trip to the San Diego Zoo.

I passed around that petition listing all the reasons

why we deserved to go see the giant pandas.

Well, plus, I mean, you've got to be organized

to be a stage manager.

I... I...

I did stage manage every school play since like seventh grade.

Sure.

Um, well, anyway, the point is,

I'm organized, and it's helping now.

So, come on.

Rosie really wants her blueberries.

This history homework is killing me.

I'm so over the Battle of the Bulge.

If you were dating Jamie, you would so not be over the battle of the bulge.

You're disgusting.

You're jealous.

Oh, Jamie wants to know

if I can to to his frat party Saturday night.

No, right?

Uh, you tell me.

Well, it's your half-birthday. What time is the party?

Oh, right. Um, I'm actually not

going to have a half birthday party this year.

Just, you know, everything going on with my mom,

there's just not a lot of time.

Hey.

Look who's here.

Oh, thank God.

I was getting worried.

Hey, guys.

Hey, you. Hey, how you holding up?

Um, I'm actually doing a lot better.

That's good. That's so good.

I'm sorry I was such a mess.

Are you kidding?

You had every right to be a mess.

You-You made a stupid mistake,

and you lost the guy you loved, and...

I am not helping.

I'm sorry. No, that's okay.

I'm okay.

That's good, Ade. And it's good to see you.

I got to go, but I'll see you all at lunch?

Yeah. Yeah. Bye.

How's she doing?

Oh, I don't know

Okay... she says she's okay,

but she doesn't want to celebrate her half-birthday.

What?

Well, that would probably help her take her mind off her mom.

Right?

Whatever. I'm not done working on her.

No matter what, we have to get her a gift.

Oh, maybe a massage.

Oh, that sounds perfect.

Uh, but I'm actually running a little low on funds.

Oh, my God, don't even worry about it.

You go pick up the gift certificate, we'll call it even.

Okay.

What do you think?

That's so cute.

It's silly.

"Happy Half-Birthday."

$150-- that should do it, right?

Yeah.

Perfect.

Good to have you back, Ade.

It's really good to be back.

Hey, man, I want to talk to you.

Look, I didn't hit on Jen. Okay?

And honestly, Mr. Matthews, that woman is a psychotic bitch.

Yeah, enough, okay?

Well, she is.

You know what, I'm starting to think

your stepdad was right, okay?

Maybe you are a bad seed.

Okay, so John Campos dares me

to eat ten packets of butter this morning.

Don't mean to brag, but I ate 11.

The kid had five. I swear he was gonna hurl all over the cafeteria.

That's great.

Is everything okay? Just fine.

Really? 'Cause you don't seem fine.

What's wrong? Nothing.

Well, obviously it's something.

What's going on?

Liam, dude, what is it?

Just back off.

All right?

You're not my girlfriend.

Okay, another reason to have your half-birthday soiree--

I just bought a ridiculously hot dress,

and you'll get to see me in it.

Tempting, but I'll pass.

Pass on what?

Hmm, seeing Naomi look ridiculously hot.

Silver's half-birthday party, which she's trying to cancel

for the first time in years.

Oh. Okay, I got to go.

Jamie's here.

Listen, just promise you'll think about it.

My dress is... picture lots of cleavage, excellent ass.

It's amazing.

Hmm, we'll find another occasion for it.

Maybe bowling or something.

Half-birthday party, huh?

You so don't seem like the type

of person that would make a big deal out of their half-birthday.

Yeah, well, it's a long story.

It's a long walk to class.

Okay, for my tenth birthday, um... Mm-hmm.

...all my friends and I were gonna go camping in my backyard.

I was super excited.

I mean, like, counting the days excited.

Um, and then on my birthday

my mom got trashed and I had to cancel the party.