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[Brian's loft. Justin's back from his trip, and arrives at Brian's loft to find Brian having sex with a trick. He pulls off his jacket and walks through the bedroom to the bathroom.]

Brian: You're back.

Justin: You noticed?

[At Ben's and Michael's. He's standing in his kitchen making some Tibetan Dumplings.]

Michael: What's that?

Ben: Oh, it's momo - a Tibet food for dumpling, dumpling.

Michael: Oh... oh, it's spicy!

Ben: Oh, c'mon your sissy.

Michael: My Western Pennsylvania taste buds aren't used to Far Eastern cuisine.

Ben: Well, it is good for you and makes you sweat and gets all you toxins up.

Michae: Well, I think of other way to bring you sweat.

[They kiss. Ben retches from Michael's lips.]

Michael: See, it's too hot for you now.

Ben: No, no, this kiss were fine.

Michael: Ben?

Ben: Gee, maybe it's a little too spicy.

Michael: Wait. You don't double over from a dumpling.

Ben: No, no, forget it. It's nothing. See? It's all better.

Michael: Maybe you soul eat something a little less exotic.

Ben: Oh please for monks there, they've eaten this for centuries.

Michael: You're not a monk. I can vouch for that.

Ben: No, but I want to live there some day.

Michael: What? You can't get enough hot male action here?

Ben: I want to study Buddhism, and meditate.

Michael: Send me a postcard.

Ben: Are you ready?

Michael: Yeah, I got to do one thing.

[Michael punches some numbers in a phone.]

Michael: Hey, Pascalli's? Yeah, I'd like a large pepperoni, double cheese...

[Ben takes the phone away from Michael.]

Ben: And thank you very much!

[At the diner. Emmett is still upset.]

Emmett: George left the money to me. In my name, in my account. How can they just take it away?

Mel: I've been looking to the judge injunction and it is my considered opinion that... You're screwed.

Emmett: Excuse me?

Ted: It's just one of that fancy legal terms that lawyer used to cover there asses. What exactly do you mean by screwed?

Mel: May I can clarify in fucked. In the Schickle family attourney are going to do everything they can to prove that you're manipulate George to give you that money.

Emmett: That's not true.

Mel: [laughs] Honey, truth has as much to do with law as gay men have to do with lesbians.

Ted: Present company excepted, of course.

Mel: They are going to say, you're orchestrated the whole thing.

Ted: Emmett can't play "Mary Had a Little Lama" on a kazoo, or can he orchestrate a finagling of millions?

Mel: I plan to avoid that they make Schickle look like an old, confused man.

Ted: What do you say, you're just give up and forget about the money?

Debbie: [comes up] Fuck that! The 10 million belong to Emmett!

Emmett: And what about the gives about you? You're car, you're seats of the opera, you're embraclet?

Debbie: They have to cut up my arm first!

Mel: I'm sure they be delighted and then send you the bill.

[Emmett sighs and flops his face to the bar.]

[Brian's job.]

Brian: [to Gardner] Frauley Open Frier? I thoughed I want for hire the high account. This is even low in the back in!

Gardner: They have twelve hundred Steakhouse through the Midwest and South.

Brian: What about this name? Open Frier? What do you do? Shoot the cow?

Gardner: They are trying to change their image.

Brian: How about this? "Go out of business!"

Gardner: We don't tell our potential clients to take a hike, not on this market. And not what you're making, partner.

Brian: How long do I have?

Gardner: This week.

Brian: What?

Gardner: C'mon, you can do it. You're the miracle worker.

Brian: That'll take more than a miracle. It'll take DIVINE INTERVENTION.

[Campus. Justin and Daphne are going over the street.]

Justin: Every night I go back to the room and hoping that he surprise me, but he never did. He never even called.

Daphne: He must been pissed. I mean, just taking off like this and didn't even telling where you're goin'.

Justin: I never said I wasn't goin'. He only cancelled on me.

Daphne: Now you know how moms feels when their dad call from the office, "Oh, sorry honey, I can't make it."

Justin: I'm not some goddamn housewife.

[Daphne and Justin watch a violin player.]

Daphne: You know, he's pretty good.

Justin: He goes to my school. I saw him play once.

Daphne: He has great eyes, huh? I got to get Biology.

[Justin watches Ethan play for a while. Ethan stops playing and the crowd of three applaud.]

Justin: Bravo. Why you are playing on the street corner?

Ethan: I need the cash.

Justin: That got to be an easier way.

Ethan: Yeah, I guess I can always be a go-go boy.

Justin: I can't recommend that.

Ethan: Well, I stick with the fiddle.

Justin: You are pretty good.

Ethan: Pretty good? I'm a genius.

Justin: Also very modest.

Ethan: Well, they've already telling me since I was six, so sooner or later I was bond to believe it. 80 bucks, not to bad, considering it's not really playing. It comes through me, in some place sells.

Justin: It's amazing you've said that. I feels the same way when I draw.

Ethan: Did you see that?

Justin: The Garbage truck?

Ethan: No, the couch.

Justin: It's a piece of shit.

Ethan: Yeah? Well, for one man's piece of shit, is another man's living room.

[They run after the garbage truck.]

Ethan: Hey, guys with the couch. Can we take this couch? Thanks.

[Ethan throws his violin on the couch and has Justin help him carry the couch back to his apartment.]

[Lawyers office from Schickle's family. Mel shows them the videotape from George.]

George: "Well, did you received my little gift? You always say, 'fuck 'em all'. Well to do that you have - fuck 'em all money."

[Mel turns the vid out.]

Laywer: Very... interesting video.

Mel: I've give him four stars.

Lawyer: Good camera work, excellent sound quality. However, I didn't find Mr.Schickle performance perticularly convincing.

Emmett: "Performance?" George meant every word he said.

Lawyer: Every word he was told to say.

Mel: George Schickle was not convince to say this. It's quite clear he was on sound mind.

Emmett: And sound body to.

Lawyer: What's clear is that George Schickle was a confused, lonely old man who was abused by the sexual advances from an ambitious young hustler he met on a porn site.

Emmett: Hey! I loved George and he loved me.

Lawyer: Then why did you persuade him to take you on a around the world tour, knowing it would dangerous health?

Emmett: I... I... I didn't forc... He was the one who would go...

Lawyer: But before you left, you convinced him to deposit 10 million dollars into your bank account. In case something should happen... Did you really believe a judge and a jury will think otherwise onces they knew this?

Mel: I can't answer this since I plan to present this on a court evidence. I intend to release that to the press. So that the people will see that Mr.Honeycutt was being denied the recognition and the legancy of a loving relationship. But whatever will outcome onces the public will ever see this [she's holding the tape]... they're never think of "Schickle's Pickle" in the same way again.

[The university. Professor Ben Bruckner lecture a class.]

Ben: Now he believed that pleasure arrived from beauty is the highest idea from rich man can spy.

[He bend forward and has obviously pain in his stomach.]

Student: Mr...Mr.Bruckner? Are you alright?

Ben: Mmm, I'm fine. Thank you. OK, we can go on. He sees the moment without regard to consequence...

[Ben collapse on the floor.]

Student: Mr. Bruckner? Mr. Bruckner, are you okay? Somebody get a doctor! Get a doctor!

[On the floor in front of Ethan's apartment. Justin helping to carry this ugly couch.]

Justin: Why didn't you tell me, you live on the top of the world?

Ehtan: Well, if I had you would not help me.

Justin: It's a really nice place.

Ethan: I found practically everything on the street, including Wolfram.

Justin: Wolfram? Is that your boyfriend?

Ethan: Yeah, you wanna meet him?

Justin: Sure.

Ethan: Say hello to Wolfram von Eschenbach. [He points to a black cat.] It's considered by man of Germans greatest poet.

Justin: It's a very natural pussy.

Ethan: Wagner used his famous percal as a basic to his opera.

Justin: I wish I had a cat like you.

Ethan: So, get one.

Justin: Yeah(!) My boyfriend would shit me.

Ethan: Uh, the one who doesn't believe in birthdays.

Justin: He's got a amazing loft, right a architectual guide. Everything is Italien.

Ethan: Obviously he's not on scholarship.

Justin: He's thirty-one. He's got a great job.

Ethan: Uh-huh, an older man.

Justin: Better for you he didn't hear this.

Ethan: So you guys lived together?

Justin: Yeah.

Ethan: Well, lucky him. He's got a great job, great place full of beautiful things.

Justin: [laughs] You so full of shit! I go to class.

Ethan: Yeah, I have to practise, practise, practise. But thanks for helping me out ... I'll see you around?

Justin: Uh, I have some stuff on the student art exhibit. If you had time.

[At home with Emmett. Ted and Michael are also there.]

Emmett: He said, I was nothing more than a hustler. A tramp!

Ted: Lying! Some of a bitch! You're an award winner!

Michael: Not to worry. If anybody can shoot your balls off and spit them out is Melanie.

Emmett: Sh'yeah. She told them she's gonna release George's video to the press.

Ted: Brilliant! This create a quiet a scandal.

Emmett: Scandal?

Ted: Yeah, you think a multi million dollar company like Schickle's Pickles wants every guy who buy a Frankfurt at Baseball game, every kid in a picnic, every pregnant woman with a sudden crawing knowing about you and George? That money is practically yours!

[Phone rings. Michael goes to get it.]

Ted: I say, we go some diner and celebrate.

Michael: Yeah, soon as Ben gets here. [he listen to the phone.] Yes. Yeah, I'll be right there.

Ted: So, what you in the mood for? A steak or labster?

Emmett: Michael?

[Michael takes a very long time and then turns around.]

[Justin flips through some of his drawings as Brian comes home.]

Justin: You're home late.

Brian: I got a new account!

Justin: That's nice. [to himself] "How was your day, Justin?"

Brian: In fucking one day I got a new presentation.

Justin: "It was not bad, thanks for asking. How is yours?" [deep voice] "A lot better than you!"

Brian: That fucking Steakhouse. I'm supposed to be brillant.

Justin: Did you missed me? [no answer from the bedroom. Justin answer himself in a deep voice] "Every minute you're away. You're all I thoughed about. Please never leave me again."

Brian: Who the fuck are you talking to?

Justin: No-one.

Brian: And what's with the little voice? Are you... planning... to become... a ventriloquist?

Justin: That's one way to hear what you want.

Brian: So, how was your trip?

Justin: No much fun without you.

Brian: Why didn't you tell me, you're goin'?

Justin: I didn't think you cared.

Brian: I had things I had to do.

Justin: Did you missed me?

[Brian answers the way he always does: he slams Justin into a pole and fucks the shit out of him.]

[Hospital room. Ben's all passed out, oxygen mask over his face. Michael enters.]

Michael: Ben, you okay?

[The doctor walks in.]

Michael: What's wrong with him, doctor?

Doctor: A acute pancreatitis. Probably something to do with his HIV meds.

Michael: Well, his virus load was up and t-cells were down. That's why his doctor change his medication.

Doctor: He appears to have had a near fatal reaction.

Michael: Well, is he gonna be okay?

Doctor: Depends if we can get his temperature back down. Right now it's extremely high.

Michael: How long before you know?

Doctor: Next couple of days are going to be critical. We keep him in IV, normal serial and abnormally medication.

Michael: Is there any way I can stay with him tonight?

Doctor: Are you a family member?

Michael: I'm his lover.

Doctor: An attendant will bring you a blanket and a pillow.

Michael: Thank you.

[Back im Michael's flat. Everyone, except Ben and Michael are there.]

Emmett: I'll make his meals.

Mel: Since when do you know how to cook?

Lindsay: We'll make meals.

Ted: With everthing gonna be in your house?

Lindsay: What?

Ted: With the renovations at all? I'll just order the meals.

Emmett: Then I'll look after the shop.

Justin: You don't know anything about comic books. I'll familiar with practically familiary with his entire inventory. I'll look after the store.

Emmett: OK, then... you know what? I will pack him some overnight bag, raisers, undies...

Ted: Did it.

Emmett: Then how about fabulous flower arrangment and send them for his rooms, daily.

Brian: What the fuck does he do with flowers? He's unconscious.

Emmett: OK, but they'll must be something I can do.

Brian: Boil some water.

Mel: He's not pregnant.

Brian: I want some coffee.

[Michael's coming back.]

Lindsay: Hey, baby you look exhausted.

Ted: Do the doctor says anything?

Michael: Yeah, don't mind.

[Michael walks to his bedroom.]

Emmett: Sweety, come down. I'll can make you some coffee.

Michael: I don't got time. I got back to the hospital.

[Michael goes in his bedroom and closes the door.]

[Brian enters the bedroom. Michael throws things around in his room.]

Brian: Your room looks like shithole.

Michael: I can't find my black jeans.

Brian: They're on your hand. Did you call your mom?

Michael: No! I called Vic.

Brian: Well, don't you think...?

Michael: No, I don't think. She just give me a shit. I don't need a bunch of shit right now.

Brian: You should take a nap.

Michael: I can't! Where is my blue shirt?!

Brian: You're wearing it.

[Michael sits down to put on his shoes. Brian sits next to him on the bed.]

Brian: You don't have to be brace on account of me.

Michael: On accounting you, who's... who the hell think of you? I'll think about Ben. He could DIE.

Brian: Then you should let us help you.

Michael: I don't need any help. I can do it myself.

Brian: You really ought to save the hero shit for the god damn comic book.

Michael: There is no hero shit. I can take care of myself and Ben. And I don't need you, or anyone else coming to rescue me. I'm do it just fine.

Brian: Good for you.

Michael: Where the hell I do wiht me wallet?

[Brian take Michaels' hand. He has his wallet all the time in his hand.]

[Later. The art exhibition.]

Daphne: Your stuff is best.

Justin: You just saying this because we're friends, because you don't understand a shit about it.

Daphne: That's not true. Don't be just an asshole and take the compliment.

Ethan: She's right. Your stuff is the best. So admit it - you're brilliant.

Justin: I'm brilliant.

Ethan: Good, it's better.

Daphne: [whispers] Oh, that's the guy who's playing the violin.

Justin: Really?

Daphne: Your an artist. You should see very well.

[Daphne goes away. Justin goes to Ethan.]

Ethan: Who's she?

Justin: Just a friend from high school.

Ethan: How much do you want for this one?

Justin: Mmmh, three.

Ethan: Hundred?

Justin: Million. You've said I'm brilliant.

Ethan: Then you're selling yourself short for five.

Justin: Five.

Ethan: So...

Justin: It's yours. For a song.

Ethan: You drive a hard bargain. Why you came over later to collect it?

[Liberty diner. Debbie puts an order up Vic walks in and sits down.]

Debbie: Hey honey. Don't care for me to diner. I'm taking over Bettie's shift. She's got their flu shots because everybody's sick.

Vic: Ben's in the hospital.

Debbie: What? Jesus. It is...?

Vic: Pancreatitis.

Debbie: But the meds provide this.

Vic: That will be my guess.

Debbie: How's he doin?

Vic: Michael says not so good.

Debbie: When did he called?

Vic: Last night.

Debbie: When the hell you planing to telling me?

Vic: He didn't want you to know.

Debbie: I'm his goddamn mother, for Christ sakes! Is my son alright?

Vic: He's putting up brave front, but it's tough.

Cook: Deb! You're order is up.

[She's going to catch them and goes by Vic.]

Debbie: I told him this would happen, didn't I? I told him!

Vic: Right again! Congratulations!

[Back at the hospital room. Ben's just wearing a gown now. He just wakes up, looks at Michael.]

Ben: [awaks] Hey, cutie.

Michael: How you're feeling?

Ben: Wonderful.

[Michael kisses him on the forehead.]

Michael: You look so sexy in your gown. You want some crushed ice? They say it'll help the fever.

Ben: I'll never thoughed I'll end up here so soon.

Michael: You haven't end up here. Neither the other day.

Ben: I've see what happens. From now an it' back-and-forth trip after the trip.

Michael: The only trip you'll be taking is to Tibet. I've already booked a place in Kathmandu Hilton. There is a great package deal - 10 bucks a day and all-the-Yak-you-can-eat.

[Ben falls right to sleep. The nurse walks in.]

Nurse: Time for his medication.

Michael: [whispers] Can you come back later? He just fell asleep.

Nurse: Sorry. Mr.Bruckner?

Michael: Please.

Nurse: And I have my orders. He has suppose to take this.

Michael: What is this?

Nurse: His HIV medication.

Michael: But who's described it?

Nurse: The doctor on call.

Michael: Well, the doctor who admit it says they want him off of medication. That is practically killed him.

Nurse: I don't take my orders from you, okay?

Michael: That's what you think. If you give him this, he'll die.

Nurse: I'm getting the doctor.

Michael: Well, while you're at it, why don't you go get a brain?

[Back at Gardner's firma.]

Gardner: They arrive from Louisville this morning.

Brian: On a bus? Jesus, look at those geeks.

Gardner: I want you, you treat them with the same respect and courtously what every human being with a $45 million account.

Brian: Jesus, you hadn't be worry about them for a second.

Gardner: Get the ass in here and sign them up.

[As Brian enters the room his cell phone calls. Brian answers.]

Brian: What's up? Sit there. Don't move. [to Gardner] I have to go.

Gardner: I beg your pardon?

Brian: Reschedule it.

Gardner: I have the entire board of full open fire there. What on ice I suppose to do with them?

Brian: Order them it was a mistake.

[Justin sits at Ethan's apartment on the floor with a table of wine and cheese.]

Ethan: My grandfather told me how to play. He was the violinist for the great Vienna Philamonica before they come in concentration camp.

Justin: Holy shit.

Ethan: He still practise 6 hours a day, even he know he hadn't a violin.

Justin: So, how he did it?

[Ethan plays in the air.]

Ethan: The last time I came to him he said his technic has improved.

Justin: That's amazing.

Ethan: The only way he keep him was music. Sometimes I feel the same way.

Justin: I know what you mean. No matter how shitty things get, I always have art. It's one place I can go where I'll be safe. I've never told anyone that before.

Ethan: Really? Not even your rich, successful boyfriend?

Justin: Not even him.

[Justin pours himself more wine]

Justin: So, do you have a boyfriend?

Ethan: No changing the subject.

Justin: C'mon, I'm curious!

Ethan: There was this guy...

Justin: Yeah?

Ethan: And I was so fucking crazy about him, I can't explain it. We're together for a year but he like to go to the clubs, party, bring guys home. For a while I have to admit it was really exciting.

Justin: Sounds like familiar to me.

Ethan: But then I realize it's not what I want.

Justin: What do you want?

Ethan: I want to be with somebody who only wants to be with me. Who doesn't need to see other people or be in the scene every night. I want to be with somebody I can have a picnic on the floor with and tell things to that I've never told anybody.

[Hospital. Brian finds Michael facing a wall.]

Michael: I'm sorry I've called and bother you what happened.

Brian: How is he?

Michael: They give him the pain killers and shit. There don't even know that... [he starts to cry on Brian's shoulder] I don't want him to die.

Brian: He's not gonna die, he's not gonna die, he's not gonna die, he's not gonna die.

Michael: I need to be strong.

Brian: You are. You are strong.

Michael: No, I'm not! My mom was right.

Brian: Your mom doesn't know shit. Listen to me. Listen to me. Listen to me. Are you listening?

Michael: [sobs.] I'm listening.

Brian: The night Justin was bashed and I called you on the way to your plane and you came here and was beside me for three days. I had to admit, it's because of you. You're strong enough for both of us. And you've gonna be strong for Ben.

[Michael exhales, leans forward and kisses Brian full and long on the mouth.]

[Emmett, Ted, and Melanie celebrating - at Woodys.]

Emmett: A million dollars?!

Ted: A million dollars?!

Mel: A million dollars. The family wants to settle.

Ted: You've got them! [Ted kisses Mel on her mouth]

Emmett: We had show them, didn't we?

Mel: We sure did! They have only a few stimulations.

Emmett: Stimulations?

Mel: That we did now release George's video to the press.

Ted: That's understanding.

Mel: And that you sign this.

Emmett: What is it?

Mel: Just an statement that you and George never had a relationship.

Emmett: Forget it.

Ted: Hold on, Emmett! It's not the whole 10 millions. You don't toss out a trick because he's got a good body but bad acne...

[Everyone stares...]

Ted: Last saturday... but forget it.

Mel: George wanted to taking care of you. That's why he left you the money.

Emmett: But to deny what we had?

Mel: As your lawyer I can advice to accept this offer. As your friend, we both know the truth. That's all it matters.

Ted: Think what you can do with the money!

[Finally home. Brian goes inside. He find a guilty Justin is trying to recreate his afternoon delight with his actual boyfriend. He's got a floor picnic complete with candles and things he bought with Brian's money.]

Brian: What the fuck it that?

Justin: It's a picnic.

Brian: A picnic...

Justin: I went to the gourme shop and got all expensive cool stuff. Brie, crabs.

[Brian kisses Justin.]

Brian: You know, I don't eat fat or crabs after 7 PM.

Justin: I know but I thoughed maybe just as onces...

Brian: We could die on the floor? This is Pittsburgh, not Japan.

Justin: No, c'mon. That'll be romantic.

Brian: You know, I'm wanna go out. I had a shit day, I need to unwind.

Justin: You can do it here.

Brian: We cannot do it here. So, c'mon...

Justin: Have some cheese and crackers, I'm making for you?

Brian: Cheese and Crackers? I'm gonna cut it. C'mon, get up and dress.

Justin: Can't we please stay home? For one night? Just the two of us.

Brian: We're too young to settle down.

Justin: But too old to fuck around.

Brian: Now, I'm going to Babylon. You can either come with me, or you can stay here. It's your call.

[He kisses Justin a few times and leaves to get ready.]

[Babylon. Im Darkroom. Brian inhaliert Poppers während jeder um ihn herumfickt.]

[Debbie shows up in Ben's hospital room. Ben wakes up and calls her back into the room.]

Ben: Debbie?

Debbie: Ben, I didn't want to disturb you.

Ben: No, no, it's okay. I just resting.

Debbie: Sorry I didn't come sooner, but Michael didn't tell me.

Ben: Hey, he didn't want to upset you.

Debbie: I have the feeling it was something else he was worrying about. I brought you some homemade chicken broth, cure all ills.

Ben: Thank you.

Debbie: So, how... how are you?

Ben: Oh, I'm better. No better.

Debbie: I'm sure you're gonna be just fine. Well you know how exhausting I can be. When you see Michael tell him I said hello.

Ben: Debbie? I'm really sorry for broughed him through this. Debbie, you should listen to you.

Debbie: To me? What the fuck do I know? I'm... just a controlling bitch who should her big mouth shut.

Ben: Your his mother. You love him, you try to protect him.

Debbie: I'm prefers thinking about it, but I prefer yours.

Ben: You like to stay for a while? I could use some company.

Debbie: Sure, I'll heat this up.

Ben: No, I'm not really hungry.

Debbie: Don't argue with me. You've gonna eat it.

[Ben laughs.]

[Back with the lawyer from Schickle.]

Lawyer: Well, everything seems to be in order. It's just a formality to Mr.Honeycut sign this. Mrs.Schickle would like to express her gratitude for resolving this in a quiet dignified matter as protect her late husband memory.

Emmett: Be sure to thank Mrs.Schickle for thanking me. Before I sign this may I seen the cheque.

Lawyer: Certainly.

Emmett: I always wondering what a cheque for a million dollars look like. Now I know. A lot of zeroes.

[Em rips up the check and everyone gasps.]

Lawyer: What is this? Another devious ploy?

Emmett: Bye-bye an ambitious porn site hustler. No, Mr.Wirely, it's not a ploy. You see I may not have a million dollars, like George but I do have the truth. It's my only currency and it's my gift to him.

Mel: Emmett, you do realise what you are doin'?

Emmett: I've already told you. I don't want every penny from him. You can take everything. Every cent. But the one thing I won't let you take is what George and I shared. That's mine. And you can't have it. Oh, one more thing.

[Emmett stands and tosses the fur coat on the table.]

[Michael shows up at the hospital and finds his mother sitting with Ben.]

[The reschedulate meeting from Steakhouse company.]

Brian: You won't loose the family ground and go for the young singles, well then I have three word for you.

[Cynthia uncovers "Eat the meat"]

Man: "Eat the meat"?! This is what you've got us waiting for? There isn't a picture on steak on there!

Brian: Well, unless you're redesigned it, people know what a t-bone looks like.

Man: Well, where is the name of our restaurant?

Brian: We've add that on the second campaign.

Man: There is also something sexual about that.

Brian: Let's hope your young singles agree.

[The man are talking to each other. Gardner goes with Brian a little forward.]

Gardner: Something brilliant. How just came to it?

Brian: It just came to me.

[Ben's hospital room. The doctor talking to them. Ben wears civilian clothes and Michael's sitting in bed with him.]

Doc: The level back down, infections stable.

Michael: That's a good news.

Ben: So, when I'm gonna go home?

Doc: Maybe tomorrow. You need to stay in bed for a few days.

Michael: Well, I'll change him to the bed that he like it.

Doc: And I want you to go on a holiday.

Michael: [to Ben] How about Tibet?

Doc: A drug holiday.

Ben: Well, you're sure?

Doc: You body could use a rest for a few months. Well, keep an eye on you.

Ben: Thank you, doctor.

Michael: That's good news! You get to go, you don't have to be on the meds.

Ben: Well, we've see what happens.

Michael: Hey, let's stay in the now.

[Ethan's flat. Ethan plays the violin for a very long time. Justin knocks on the door, but Ethan's still playing. Justin keeps knocking. Finally he answers the door.]

Justin: Sorry.

Ethan: No, it's okay. It was just... I thoughed you were my asshole neighbors. There always complaining.

Justin: They're complain?

Ethan: Yeah.

Justin: There fucking lucky.

Ethan: Well, you've talking to them that most people selling a hundred of bucks for hearing me.

Justin: I came from my sign.

Ethan: Right. Right. So, what would you like to hear? Something technically stormiching?

Justin: No, something astonishingly romantic.

[Ethan begins to play. Justin stand up and walk over to Ethan, who is standing on his bed. Soon both boys are standing on the bed. Ethan has to stop playing. They stare at each other. They lean towars each other. Ethan and Justin keep leaning towards each other and fall into each other. They kiss and kiss. The flop on the bed, Ethan's violin snaps under the weight of them in a strangled musical pop that fills the room with a sound not unlike a heart breaking. Cut black]

Music:
Lovesong by The Cure

Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am home again
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am whole again

Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am young again
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am fun again

However far away
I will always love you
However long I stay
I will always love you
Whatever words I say
I will always love you
I will always love you

Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am free again
However far away
I will always love you #

END OF EPISODE

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