What's up, babe?
What? What the... What happened to your head? Wh... what the fuck?
You have no idea how good this feels. We should shave our head every fucking summer. What? I-- Wait.
Okay. First of all, why was there a hooker's tit in my baby's mouth?
All right, with the hooker. It's Svetlana. And we ran out of formula, so we had to improvise.
You coulda called me. I would've brought you some formula. Or maybe she coulda went out and got some.
God didn't make formula, Veronica. God made boobs for a reason.
Hey. What's going-- Oh shit. Kev.
Hey, Fiona. Hey, V.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Debbie? What the fuck? Did you do this?
Know what? I think it's time for baby's nap. Okay, excuse me. Okay, bye-bye.
What happened to your hair?
If it was lice again, I could have washed it.
No, no, it was hot. And the kids were pulling on it.
I loved that hair. That-- that was my hair, Kev. I... How could you do this? How could he do this?
V, it's just hair. It'll grow back.
You fed our baby hooker's milk and you shaved your head.
Okay, okay, let's go, okay. We're just going to go. Let's go dance. Come on, let's go to the bar.
Who the fuck are you?
It's just a fucking haircut.
Keep telling yourself that. Come on, let's go. See you, Kev.
...
[Ian, Mickey and two friends are watching behind a door]
Mandy, you sweet, sweet girl. It's still a sin of the flesh.
But God wants my mouth on you. He wants you to feel his love through me. Look away, Pastor. I don't want you to see me sinning. I don't want you to think less of me.
But God granted you such beauty, Mandy.
But if you don't watch, then I can pretend I'm praying.
[A friend has taken Mandy's place and is fellating the pastor]
[Moans in pleasure] Yes.
[Mickey, Ian and a friend are all filming and taking pictures, with camera lights flashing]
Really fast!
What-- what is this?
That's a good one.
Yes. Really fast. What are you doing?
Yes. Oh, I'm Tweeting. Facebook too. And done. So what are you going to tell the press, Pastor? That you thought you were getting blown by a teenage girl? Or by God himself?
Oh, my God.
...
It's just a haircut. Why is everyone freaking out?
It's not just a haircut. It's you... you look like...
What? I look like a what?
Whoa, you look like a hooker.
You think?
That is not a compliment, Debbie.
From Carl?
Totally is. Hookers are hot.
See?
Debbie. You're a smart girl. What are you doing hanging out with whores?
I don't know. You're a smart girl. Why are you on probation for drugs?
Your friends still aren't talking to you?
What friends?
You know, your haircut actually looks pretty cute. But you're gonna have to take that makeup down by at least half.
Fine.
What are you doing right now? You want to come and see a band with me?
Yeah.
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