Let's Scare Julie

Boo!

Jess: Oh my god.

What the hell, Taylor!

Taylor: It's just me. Shut up.

Stop.

You'll wake my dad, stupid!

Emma: Why would you do that?

Oh, because that was the best scare-prank ever, thank you.

- Oh my god! - Stop! Guys, stop!

Did you feel like a boner poking you?

Chill out.

Oh, just keep it down.

What you putting your pants on for?

God!

Did you get a good shot?

Taylor: Oh my god. Close the door, close the door,

so my dad doesn't hear.

Jess: Dude, it's perfect. This is gonna go viral.

Yeah? =I swear.

Madison: Let me see it.

Taylor: I can't believe we did that.

Did you get it? Let me see.

- Hold on... - Alright, guys, this is Emma.

Hi, Emma.

Hello, Emma.

Emma?

Oh my... oh my god.

Oh my god, where's your inhaler?

Paige: What's wrong with her?

She has asthma, guys. What?

- Look for it, come on. - Okay, okay, okay.

Jess: What does... what does it look like?

Um, it's like green or something in it.

Jess: What?

Taylor: Okay.

Where is it?

Oh my god. Guys.

Jess: What are we... I don't even know what we're looking for.

Jesus fuck, man.

Is this what we're looking for?

Give it to her. Give it to her. Give it to her.

Yo, can I get some of that, though?

Jess: Whoa, nice.

Damn.

Can I see it?

You okay?

You kinda had it coming for going to sleep so early.

- Yeah, fucking 8:30. - You okay?

Emma, you okay?

Ti want to see video.

Madison: Ti want to see the video.

Taylor: You guys... guys, shut up. Just don't...

Madison: You shut up.

Taylor'fuck.

Emma.

Look, look, they just...

Hey, they just wanted to meet you.

Okay? That's it. They just wanted to meet you.

It's just a lot right now.

Hey.

You live with us now, okay?

If you wanna belong here,

you just have to go along with the stuff

and you have to learn sometime.

Hey.

Remember uh...

Remember that... that summer I was visitin' you guys,

we put one of those exploding loads

in one of your dad's cigarettes?

Yeah?

And um...

And... and then we put it back in the pack

and just totally forgot about it.

Oh my gosh.

It had to have been days later, right?

Oh, and he was um, painting the apartment,

remember, up on that... On that blue stool

that we all made together?

And smoking, obviously.

And suddenly... suddenly...

Oh man, he was so mad at us.

He was... he was so mad.

But we were laughin' so hard, do you remember that?

We were laughing so hard.

Hey, I'm really, really sorry about what happened.

Okay, your dad, he wa... He was a great guy.

You listen to me.

We're all gonna be fine, okay?

You're gonna be fine.

You deserve to start over, you know that, right?

Right?

Um, they're not gonna post that video that they took,

are they?

Mm, not if they like you, so you better start suckin' up.

Come on, just... just hang out, it'll be really fun.

I promise.

Please.

Okay.

Yeah. Yeah.

Okay, okay, okay.

Come on.

I'm literally gonna post these pics now.

Oh my god. Oh my god.

Close the door, Emma. Are you kidding me?

- Put it out, clumsy. - You know, I don't...

- I'm sorry. - I'm sorry.

Your dad smokes and he's drunk as fuck.

He's not gonna smell it.

I know he wo... no, it's fine.

It... I mean the room smells like smoke anyway,

but it's just gross.

Your dad gotta nasty growl now?

Taylor: Oh, shut the fuck up.

Taylor: It just smells awful.

I don't know why you guys like this stuff.

Madison: Excuse me. Hello.

My name is Madison.

Let me introduce myself.

Bonjour, madam.

Taylor: Oh yeah, this is... this is...

Hello, Emma.

Taylor: Introduce, introduce.

- I am Jess. - Wait, I'm confused.

Jessica.

Really, are you confused?

Ti don't believe that at all.

Probably get it from your mother.

How can you guys be cousins?

Um, our moms were sisters.

I already told you that.

Why don't you remember anything?

Were?

Emma: Uh, she died a while ago.

Uh, now, I feel bad.

Any other painful questions you'd like to cover here, Paige?

Way to go, Paige.

Hmm, good one.

This is Paige.

Already figured that out.

Yo, is all this stuff yours?

Um, yeah.

All those records?

Emma: Yeah.

Jess: Whoa, you're into like classical music?

Damn! You got so much shit.

Yeah, she wants to be a conductor.

Isn't that cool, you guys?

Paige: A conductor, seriously?

That's very cool.

Madison: What? Is it hard to believe some people have dreams, Paige?

- Is that difficult for you? - Yeah, what the hell?

Look those were my uncle's. Her dad.

He was like a musical prodigy, played the flute.

He could do all sorts of stuff.

He was pretty awesome.

Paige: He was the black one?

Jesus Christ! Are all Canadians this slow?

What? I was just asking.

Fuck you, bro.

Taylor: You can't... Jesus Christ.

She's like fuck.

- No, it's rude. - Please, don't be rude.

You're rude.

Shh, guys, my dad, okay?

Paige: I thought you said he was passed out.

Yeah, on the couch at the bottom of the stairs,

I've said it a thousand times.

Yeah, and he sleeps with his gun when he drinks.

Who does that?

And he drinks like every night, so...

Madison: Um, the kind of a guy who fucking...

I'm just warning them, I'm trying to get them quiet.

Reads this.

Paige: Oh my god, Taylor, really?

Look, yeah...

What the fuck is wrong with him?

Okay, he would totally ground me

if he found out you guys were here,

so can you guys just not fuck around tonight, please?

Look at this shit.

Oh my god.

You know who you're sleeping with?

That's real.

Like that's... That will hurt someone.

What is this?

It's sharp stuff. You have to be careful, okay?

Jess: Wait, he doesn't know we're here?

Yo, you thought he was coming through the window, huh?

Oh my god.

I'm shitting myself.

You guys seriously like you need to...

Stop Madison. Madison you clearly don't wanna get...

I just got a nose job, do you like it?

I swear to god.

Don't I look cute like this?

Jess: Didn't he like take your phone or something, Emma?

Yeah, if you just said sorry for going through his stuff.

Madison: Shit.

Paige: Why would you do that?

Jess: Took your phone.