The first 170 lines.
- And I was like, "Bitch, if you don't send me black car
I'm walking.
- Oh, my God, so true.
He got one for Isabelle.
Oh, my God, I know, right?
And did you see how he was looking at her?
- Oh, I saw. Gross.
Gigi, go.
Go.
Did you notice how everyone started dancing
after we hit the floor?
- Oh, yeah.
-I felt like I was hosting the entire club.
I mean, what, I said hi to like, three people,
and then all of a sudden it was like,
"Oh my God, come hang out with us,"
or like, "Can we join you?"
It was like, dead before we showed up.
- --Gigi, walk.
Bitch, go.
It's exhausting being this hot.
- I know.
-Oh my God, I'm so done with this dog.
- Oh my God, I love your dog.
-I swear it's not even intentional.
People just like, follow my vibe.
Is that a thing?
Like natural rhythm or something?
- I don't think
it was just your vibe.
-Oh, shut up, skank. I'm just magnetic.
- Um, Kat.
Tommy just showed up outside my door.
Whoa, he's looking fine.
Wait, seriously?
- Mm-hm, yeah.
-I gotta go. -Good luck.
Oh, and hey, don't get chlamydia.
I've heard rumors.
Ew, what the fuck.
Bitch.
Ew.
Gigi, go potty now.
Come on, bitch.
Mommy is tired and coming down hard.
Let's go binge something.
Ugh. Seriously?
Never rains in LA.
What the hell?
Baby. Chill.
Gigi?
Baby. Mommy's coming.
Oh, my God. Gigi!
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
You fucking bitch! Bitch!
You killed my Gigi. You killed--
Fucking coyotes.
- Did anybody hear about the
social media influencer
that became roadkill last night?
- Another coyote attack this morning,
this one in Sherman Oaks.
- Why do you think this keeps happening?
- Well, for one, coyotes aren't picky eaters.
They're opportunistic predators.
- They're not above nipping at you
to send a message if they feel threatened.
- Wildfires are pushing coyotes deeper
into Los Angeles neighborhoods.
They're desperate.
They're going to do what they have to do
to survive.
- A boy was pulled off his bike on a residential street.
Did that actually happen?
- Goddamn Hollywood elites.
We've got rats in the walls?
Oh, yeah.
Yeah. Rats will spawn six to 12 a litter,
with up to six litters a year.
That's 60 rats, right there, all from one big mama rat.
-But--but how? It's a new house.
-Well, look around. Yeah.
Contractors use cheap drywall, plastic instead of copper,
and rats..
rats will chew through just about anything.
Yeah, you got doggy doors, water and gas lines.
Nice family.
Thanks.
- Yeah, drains, toilet vents.
Trust me when I say you do not want
one of those nasty little critters
climbing out of your toilet.
Ugh, yeah.
I don't even want to think about that.
Then don't.
Look. Rats are vermin. -Right.
They're a disease.
They want your shelter, your food, your water,
your happiness, your sanity.
And they wiggle their little bodies
through any nook or cranny they can find
until they get it.
Okay.
So what do we--what do we do?
Do you really have to poison them?
Can't you just, like, trap them and, like,
relocate them to the desert or something?
-Oh, yeah. Make them nice little suitcases and bath towels?
No. You don't send them to a day spa.
You gotta wipe them out.
Send a message to all the other rats in the area.
This house right here is off limits.
Right.
Just thinking like, are rats even that bad?
-You ever hear of a little thing called the Black Plague?
Millions and millions of people dying horribly,
bleeding out of their eyes, their ears, their a--
I got it. Rats bad.
Poison good.
- Oh, this is not good, Scott.
Oh.
But now that... that's your biggest problem.
That's like a rat paradise.
- That's my neighbor's yard.
-I'll go ahead and spray it anyway.
You're welcome.
-No, no. It's my-- I don't own that part.
Is he a customer?
He's soon to be.
Hey, Chloe.
Little help, please?
Wasn't going with you enough?
-No, it wasn't. And that's rude.
Come on, come help.
Come on.
What's with the attitude, huh?
It's like this happened overnight.
-So then she ghosted me, moved to Turkey or something.
-Oh, man. Oh, that sucks.
Sorry. Just to go back to what we were saying earlier
about the pricing plan. So you said there's like--
-My dad fell down the stairs, had a stroke.
We're back. Finally.
Hey, kid.
Charlie's psyched to see you.
We got rats in the walls.
Oh, I told you there's rats.
I saw one squirming under the garage door the other night.
It was gross. -Yeah, I'm already on it.
- He's also gonna set Trip's house on fire for us.
- Oh, good. It's an eyesore.
Do us a favor.
Afraid I can't help you there.
- Oh, I was just kidding.
Well, that's my time.
Alrighty.
Well, I'm gonna set some traps, do some spraying,
and I'll be back in a few days to check everything out.
Okay. Thanks a lot, Devon.
-Oh, one more thing. -Yeah.
Oh. Rats love dog food.
So you might want to get rid of the, uh, the dog.
The dog food?
The dog.
- No. No, that's okay.
-You let me know. No extra charge.
No, but no.
That's not even-- so no on that.
-Did he say he was gonna get rid of the dog?
- Think he was kidding.
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