Mysterious girl Move your body close to mine...
Wake up, birthday girl. Come on.
I've got a surprise for you.
It's not much of a surprise if I've seen it before.
I put a little ribbon on it.
"S and M forever."
Spider, Missy,
4 eva.
I'll put it on. Give me your hand. Come on.
It's great, thank you.
- Yeah? - I love it.
Good.
By the way, I told everyone to dress in Missy cosplay tonight.
Who's gonna wanna be in the mood to party tonight?
That guy's in a coma.
Hey.
Don't want you to stress about anything, okay?
Today is all about you, baby.
Probably should get going, actually.
- Oh, hey, one more thing. - I've got party shit to do.
- Wait one minute. - See you at school.
Mysterious girl I wanna get close to you
Come on now, come on now
Nurturing the needs of fauna is my life's calling.
If the Agricultural Society would honor me with a vet science scholarship,
it would allow me to channel my energy into mastering all things animal.
Good. Really good.
Do you think you could well up a bit?
I just think a single tear would be...
- Why would I cry? - Just add a little sauce to it.
What up, people? This is homeroom.
Get your grubby hands off that.
Quinni gave it to me. Got some good shit.
The video needs different perspectives to accurately represent the student body.
Without nudity, obscenity, and...
...defamation of the school.
For the most part.
Let's take it from the top.
And, Quinni, this time,
I want you to think about that little bug with the broken leg we found yesterday.
Feel it.
Action.
- Are you sure you're done with acting? - Cut. Too many interruptions.
Let's respect the process, babe.
It's okay. I don't want it to sound overly rehearsed.
Fair enough.
Is this them checking you're "of good character" or whatever?
Uh, people of good character don't put people in a coma.
I know... ...that what happened was, mmm,
shit.
But if you, like, think about it, it's, like, not our fault.
It was a freak accident. So let's not think about it.
Quinni...
you are going to smash this.
And we are gonna celebrate your scholarship tonight at Missy's.
Um, what are you still doing here? Your audition.
Oh, yeah, about that.
I am just not sure that's my vibe anymore.
What does that even mean?
If I don't need drama for pre-reqs, can I drop out of Showcase?
Absolutely not. Just because you're willing to let yourself down
doesn't mean you can do the same to Spencer and Zoe.
- Still need the marks for the HSC, right? - Yeah, exactly.
This isn't you,
giving up on your dreams like this.
What's going on?
Dreams die every day, Miss.
No need to be so dramatic.
Sorry about this.
Eh, I pay people what I owe 'em. Not your fault we have to shut up early.
- You're definitely not reopening? - Not while WorkWatch are investigating.
They gotta talk to all the staff, do a report. Could take ages.
Insurance will keep us afloat though. If they ever answer their damn phone.
- Can't stay away from me, Harper? - Hey, no time for flirting.
- Freezers need cleaning out. - I can multitask, thank you.
- I'm actually a master at it. - You're a bullshit artist is what you are.
I can stay and help.
- I can't pay ya. - All good.
Chuck an apron on.
Yeah.
Yes, I'm here.
- Um... Yeah. Yes... - That's Jackie for "thanks."
She hates charity, but at this point, we kind of need it.
Clancy's in hospital, and they're closed indefinitely
'cause of what one of us did.
Nah, like, we were all in on the prank. Who would go rogue like that?
We were the only ones anywhere near the control booth.
A ride doesn't just turn on by itself.
Yeah, but you're going off one showie's word, like...
I don't know, I just can't believe that it could be any of us, you know?
I just wish I hadn't agreed to it.
Hey, the carnival's getting a payout, and we're all getting to graduate.
So let's just focus on exams...
...and turn that frown upside down--
- No. - Down.
- No! - Down.
Yeah.
Hi.
You're Harper McLean?
Yeah.
We're from WorkWatch. Hoping to ask a few questions
about the accident that happened at Wilder's Carnival.
Happy birthday.
Thank you.
I'm actually on a special diet for training.
- I'm sorry. I should've said something. - Oh. Oh no.
More for me, I guess.
So, uh, what happens next year?
What, you get drafted?
Spider gonna be your WAG?
Uh...
Hey, did you hear about that guy from the carnival?
- It's pretty messed up, eh? - Right.
I should be grateful I got off lightly.
I'd be more grateful if I was on a plane, but...
I'm so sorry.
No. Why? What do you have to be sorry for?
- I chose to climb it. - Yeah, but I told you to meet us there.
- You wouldn't have gotten hurt if I-- - Ah, ah. I wanted to come.
Why didn't you identify yourself as an employee?
Dunno. Must've forgot.
Were you trained in the end-of-shift procedure
to return and log all key sets each night?
Yeah.
But you didn't return your set on the night of the incident. Why?
'Cause no one does.
We all take them home, then return them at the end of the week.
Oh, sorry, don't mind Darude.
What a cute little guy.
You wanna hold him? He's fully house-trained.
Almost a little too affectionate, like a feathered dog.
Um, iced VoVo?
Go on. All right.
So the keys...
The keys don't matter. It's not like the place is a fortress.
Have there been break-ins?
Uh...
- Hold on, I never said that. - You implied.
No, I meant that there could be, not that there was.
So security is lax.
No, I didn't...
They keep an eye on the place, but the caravans are right there.
Clancy even sleeps with the rides when he's had a few too many at knock-off.
So if you wanted to break in, how'd you go about it?
- I wouldn't. - But you said--
I meant that anyone could.
I mean... You've seen those fences. It's not like they'd be hard to jump.
Are we done here? Sorry, we've just got a lot on.
We've got study to do, a party to get ready for, you know.
So...
Sure.
Thanks for your time.
Principal Woods is lending us her office for the interview.
Well, think of it more as a getting-to-know-you chat.
The board always likes to get as much insight as possible
on our shortlist of candidates for the vet science scholarship,
hence the school visit.
It's the only way to guarantee a filly comes from good foundation stock.
Pardon me?
Well, uh, a horse's true personality
shines through in the paddock, not on the track.
It's just like the argument that you laid out
on your paper on imported Dutch Warmblood semen.
Exactly. Eh. You've done your research.
Well, I mean, my personal favorite is Phar Lap.
A very famous, uh, horse from New Zealand.
Anyway, as much as I'd like to stand around and talk sperm all day,
why don't we start the tour?
- Marvelous. - After you.
- Eh. - Yeah.
Okay.
- We're very proud of the accomplishment. - Shit!
Ah, so, yes, here we are, Quinni's sensory room.
I really wanted to create a place
that I could go when the world got too much,
somewhere where I could escape and really make sure that I--
- Oh! - Oh!
No! Quinni, don't go in there. No, no, no.
Shut.
Psst! Yo.
Hey.
You guys seen Missy?
No.
She's probably getting her read on. New Velvet Thrones just dropped.
This one has a strap-on unicorn horn.
No spoilers.
Maybe you should spend a bit more time trying to get some
instead of just reading about it, dude.
- I can't exactly get this, idiot. - Figured out that fairies aren't real?
No.
And it's girl-on-girl, which, as an ally, I fully support.
What, the whole thing's lesbian?
What do you think a "velvet throne" is, king?
Missy loves it.
Oi! Two girls just got caught muff diving in the sensory room!
- No way! - Go, go, go!
Well, now you know where Missy is.
- Wait! Wait! - I'm kidding.
Oh, yeah.
Obviously. Yeah.
Come on.
All the things she said
Running through my head...
Scissors, paper, rock!
Running through my head
All the things she said
This is not enough
This is not enough...
Oh! Hey. You okay?
Did you hear? Two girls got caught rooting in the sensory room.
Uh-huh...
Well, I'm disappointed...
Taimana.
And Sasha,
I expected a lot more from you.
So...
You've both let yourselves down.
Sex can be a beautiful thing.
But if you're gonna do it at school, not so beautiful.
Congratulations!
Sex school has graduated into a full-blown brothel.
Taz has been renting out the sensory room.
As, wait for it, the Root Room.
Whoa!
Zoe got that from her accomplice. Check the membership tiers.
"Bronze Best Blowies."
"Silver Centaur Squirts."
"Golden Gaytime Gags."
And what the hell is a Platinum Pixie?
"Refer a friend with the code 'rootastic.'"
- That's not mine. - I covered this notebook for you, Taimana.
Okay, is this the kind of school that punishes entrepreneurial minds?
Having sex at school is a certain kind of stupid.
Monetizing it is criminal.
- Who else is involved? - Artie Jennings in Year Eight.
Nope. No, he's not.
It was just me.
Not only have you sullied my sensory room,
but I am this close to getting that scholarship.
You might have just cost me my chance.
Guess you'll have to suspend me then, eh?
Suspend? No.
Expel her, then exorcise her.
Wait. No, you can't do that.
- What? - What?
That's exactly what she wants.
Okay, Quinni.
Given that you and Sasha worked so hard for that room...
what's your suggestion?
Knock, knock.
Here she is.
Looking good.
Ooh, gosh, that's low.
Need some of that.
That's lube.
Oh.
Gosh.
So is it true what Quinni said?
That you wanna be sent home?
To who? I'm here with you 'cause no one else wants me.
That is so far from the truth, Taimana.
It's Taz.
Sorry, Taz. I'm... I'm... I'm still getting used to it.
Mm-hmm.
I, uh... I'm a principal.
I haven't been a parent before.
So I know I'm not getting everything right, you know.
Like asking you if you need an allowance.
If you need money, just... just ask.
Okay, well, anyway. Uh... Gosh.
Good luck.
See you later.
Uh, hey, I know you said you were busy,
but I got two tickets for Tuesday night, just in case.
- They're just on the fridge. - I'm gonna make fart noises.
- Hey, careful. - No!
Tuesday?
Yeah, for Showcase.
Um...
My performance piece?
Well, maybe something in your schedule will get canceled.
Oh, unlikely.
I have to go to Kevin's parent-teacher interview.
We need to talk about him. And your dad's shifts are set in stone.
All your friends will be there. Plus, we'll come to the next one, okay?
There is no next one.
This is sick.
It's supposed to save my marks for the HSC.
Won't matter when I'm in jail.
I'm sure you did okay in the interview.
- Basically gave them a break-in how-to. - It wasn't that bad.
Also, they don't have any actual evidence of anything, so...
Yet.
Clancy nearly died. They're not just gonna stop digging.
For what? There's nothing to find.
Uh, hello? Any of the showies could've seen me there late.
Or my car.
And my little performance is probably gonna make me prime suspect now.
Okay.
Yeah, maybe you're right. Maybe one of our so-called mates did this.
And so, when we get to Missy's party, we're gonna figure out which one.
You're not going down for this, Harps.
Missy! Happy birthday.
Hello.
Ew! Why?
Aw! Must be getting sick of me already.
Yeah. What's up with your mates' outfits?
They all decided to dress up as me, little shits.
But I love 'em.
- You heard about this? - Eh?
Well, Zoe and Felix are getting a place near uni.
I mean, most of the rentals we looked at have been shitholes,
but... ...at least I get to wake up next to that gorgeous specimen.
Mm... Strong legs like a cassowary.
Honey!
You should get in on it.
Move out with Spider and get a place for four.
Oh, nah.
Next year's a fair way off anyway.
Might've managed to stuff up all my plans before then.
Let me have it!
Oi! No, please don't touch it! No!
There you go.
Need anything else, Auntie Lorrel?
Yeah. Do you know what's up the birthday girl's arse?
Uh...
Whoo! Birthday bitch.
I see that. Me in a tool belt, nailing that wood.
Maybe I've been looking at my future all wrong.
Screw acting.
You're so good.
Carpentry sounds hot.
Yeah.
Nah. Not really sure how I feel about it.
Mum's all like, "It's a good enough job for Jesus."
No uni, right?
No. Just a four-year apprenticeship earning peanuts.
Yeah.
Zoe.
I just wanna say, "I love you."
Come again?
I did. Velvet Thrones changed me.
I didn't write it!
It's got me really curious about, like, pegging, you know?
Okay. Every potential suspect is here.
We're playing it chill. We don't wanna ruin Missy's party?
Where do we even start?
It's okay. We just need to figure out who had the opportunity
to get in the doghouse and turn on the ride.
What's Swiss cheese doing here?
Sounded better in my head.
I mean, he is one of Missy's best mates.
- Oh. That's Malakai. - Yup.
Oh.
So you and Darren are, like, fully open?
Yeah. Yeah, man.
Um... Just for, like, hookups and stuff. Yeah. Um...
Took us a little while to get there, but, uh, we did.
Yeah, we had to get, like, real good at all that talking and listening shit.
Okay.
I mean, you know,
still didn't listen when I told him not to do that stupid prank, but...
Eh. This is what I get for trying to impress a girl, huh?
Oh, like, I didn't mean--
- I didn't hear shit. - Yeah. No, you know.
- You're all good. - Yeah.
Where's Missy?
Oh, just sitting still around here...
Just too much history. Eh.
Like, bro, if you ever need to keep busy, just come hang out at the bowlo.
Sorry.
Is that Amerie's new guy?
Yeah. Um...
- Ah. - Hello.
It's nice to finally get a bit of alone time.
Thank you for helping set everything up.
Yeah, well, you know, Lorrel slipped me 50 bucks, so...
I'm your boyfriend. It's... it's all part of the gig.
- Missy, how are you? - Missy!
Oh, you came! Oh my God!
I'mma count a couple G's Let the server bring receipts
Double checking my expenses Never messy, always neat
Never ever That's how a hot girl do it
Number one stunner Icy girl with a Cuban
Cash money, mama That be dining in Bahamas
Eating Fettucini pasta With the scallops and the lobsters
Predictable and derivative. Zero stars.
Take that!
I'm gonna tell Mum!
Piss off, Kevin!
Oh, your mum let me in.
- What are you doing here? - I got your address from school records.
Oh, right.
My auntie needs a better password. It's not safe. It's JoanofBark123.
Uh-huh.
Oh.
Please tell me you are not studying.
I'm on my fifth draft of an email to Neil.
The horse breeder guy?
No, decides-my-entire-future guy.
Okay, so I need to find the perfect balance
between "Great to meet you."
"I'm totally normal. Please can we reschedule the interview?"
and "Also, sorry about the teen sex."
I'm not sure how, but somehow you've nailed it.
I'm not surprised.
- Sent. - No, no, no, unsend, unsend!
- Unsend, unsend! - It was perfect. Jellyfish, I promise.
Let's go forth and party.
Party.
Okay, uh, time to get serious.
This is perfect.
- Okay, this is the ride. - These are our suspects.
Get your tickets to ride!
Okay, guys, guys, guys, stop arsing...
No way Darren and Quinni would ever.
Wait, there's a huge generator right there.
Relevant how?
Well, someone could've double-backed by it to the booth without us seeing.
Them.
Which one?
Spider was pissed at Malakai when he took his place.
Fucking say that again.
There cannot be a worse time for you guys to measure dicks. Please.
Still 10% dickhead in there.
- All right, kids, off to bed. - I don't wanna go to bed.
You know you can't avoid Woodsy forever.
One more game.
Yeah, but I can delay the inevitable birds-and-birds chat.
Well, you know, it could be worse.
Worse than losing your vice-captaincy?
So how are we gonna get even?
Against Quinni? It's her fault.
No. It's really not. We did this to ourselves.
More did it to each other.
Oh!
- Whose birthday is-- - Oh no, that's... that's Missy's.
Uh, she's having a party tonight, but I'm...
I'm not gonna go.
Who is?
Everyone.
Then so should we.
Why you playing games? Why you acting strange?
Why you wear designer But you never say my name...
They were. They were.
You've been trying to call me all day
But I'm getting busy, getting paid...
You're afraid she's done with the D, aren't you?
Back off, Darren.
Mm.
A bicon like Missy? She would have her pick.
She's not just suddenly over men.
Not all men.
Could just be you.
Oh, you're actually worried about this, aren't you?
What? No, I'm...
Maybe.
Yeah.
Maybe you should try opening your relationship.
For a night.
Like a hall pass.
See who she picks. Filly or foal.
A chick or a child?
No. The dude one.
- A stallion? - That.
Quinni's horse shit is really rubbing off on me.
What?
Nothing.
Anyway, at least that way, you'll get your answer.
Great.
Why so blue, blondie?
- What? - Everything okay?
Yeah. It's a party.
Then prove it. Beer pong?
Oi, drink.
- Missy! - How you doing?
Great party!
Since when was he a chill loser?
Hey, you seem a little off. Anything you wanna get off your chest?
Nothing with you two.
That'll be that 10% dickhead.
Fine, but when we repress our truth, it never stays hidden for long.
- What makes you say that? - I have a sense for these things.
- Great outfit. - Thank you. Thank you.
Do you think that Missy is repressing her truth?
Why? Do you?
Ugh. She's just been so weird the last few days.
- You mean like since the carnival or...? - Yeah, yeah, yeah. I guess.
Like maybe she's hiding something?
I don't know. Maybe.
Yeah.
- Hey! - Hey, babes.
No, it's fine.
It's Malakai. Right?
Hi.
And... and you are?
Uh, it's, um...
My name's Noah.
Amerie's boyfriend.
- Oh, right. - Yeah.
It's nice to meet you, bro.
- Yeah, you too. - Hi. Thanks, man. Cheers.
- Well, catch you later. - Yeah, bro.
That's...
That's a nice outfit, man.
- Oh yeah. - Yeah.
- Sucks about your shoulder, by the way. - Mm.
Yeah. I... I broke my tib and fib once. Kills.
Yeah. Nothing beats getting your sack whacked in a scrum though. Yeah, that...
Rugby.
This was just a bad backflip, so...
Nice. Nice.
It's cool, man. I know.
Amerie told me the whole story, so...
She did?
Yeah, it's her... It's our thing.
Um...
No secrets, just...
She's been burned before, so we just try to keep it, uh...
Not by you or anything. No, no, sorry, um...
I mean, I know about all that, um, stuff.
Um...
- So Geneva. - Mm.
I haven't been there since a snowboarding trip when I was nine.
It was really good. It was really cool. Um...
Do you like sports or anything?
- Not really. - Nah?
Did... Um...
I don't really like beer, but I just drink it anyways.
Okay, just... just be cool.
- Cool? - Yeah.
- I'm gonna go. - Okay.
Didn't think you'd come.
Yeah, what, and miss out on watching you lot get drunk
and make dicks of yourselves?
Can you just not?
I... I...
Are you on the guest list?
Damn. Should've got you as security for the Root Room.
Curious.
Did you shut us down 'cause you're jealous?
Hey, no... no judgment.
I'd be a narc too
if everyone else was getting some but me.
Whatever level of trauma you have
doesn't justify you acting out in such desperate plays for attention.
Come on. Come on. Please reply. Please reply. Please reply.
Huh. My boyfriend and my ex having a casual chat. Love that for me.
Aw... Look at them. They're becoming friends.
Hopefully it's just friends this time.
I do not need any more plot twists today.
Hey, my guys.
Uh, I'm just gonna take good old Noah here.
That is the most "just Ken" dude I've ever--
Why does she let him walk around unsupervised?
Yeah, we have more pressing things to sort out.
Oh, what are you two up to?
- How'd that happen? - I just thought I'd rip the Band-Aid off.
Are you cooked? Always leave the Band-Aid on. Everyone knows that.
Oh, wouldn't Amerie have seen someone turn back?
She was pretty focused on the ride.
Right, but who would even have a reason to do that?
Also, you never mentioned the guy was a black belt in absolute silence.
Duh! His whole MO was randomly shutting me out.
Meanwhile, um, super subtle use of the signal.
Sorry, I didn't know what else to do.
- What?! - Wait, let me finish.
Oh, that is bad.
Harper, what did you say?
- You did this to me. - Malakai, please don't.
You fucked up my shoulder.
Whoa.
Am and Harper found out the old fella didn't do it.
- One of us had to turn it all on. - Shh.
Hey, whoa, don't do this here, bros.
I didn't do it.
- Who else even would? - Turned on what?
The... Um...
- The... - Uh, the... the sprinklers.
Someone turned on the sprinklers, and Malakai got...
- ...wet. - Mm.
- He slipped right over. - Yep.
Right.
What do we have here?
I got you.
- It had to be me? - Not necessarily.
- Of course it was. - Based on what?
The guy hates me, and I embarrassed the shit out of him.
Oh, get over yourself. It wasn't me.
- Are we still talking about a sprinkler? - Yes!
Maybe there were water restrictions or something?
You don't know what you're on about.
- Let's go, Felix. - Could've been any one of us.
Only two people walked past the blind spot and could've doubled back.
Spider seemed like the obvious choice, but there's also you.
Ha-ha, Amerie.
Missy, if you don't own up, we're all screwed.
Uh... What-- You're serious?
Maybe you were defending your boyfriend.
As if. He can defend himself.
I don't like doing this, Missy, but if you had pushed the button--
You love doing this. You always gotta be stirring shit.
Stop! Shut up!
Nah, nah, nah. What about you, Amerie? You were on the ground by yourself.
Pretty bloody quick to point the finger.
I'm not the one who's been off since that night,
like they're hiding something.
And I am?
According to who?
I didn't...
- I didn't mean... - Did you talk to her about us?
- No. That's not what I meant. - Hey, Miss. Speeches?
I didn't mean...
I didn't-- Hey.
Piss off.
Thanks, Mum and Dad, for throwing another great party.
Let's keep this short and sweet like Missy.
You've been a pain in my arse for years.
That's all I got to say.
I wanna give a big thank you to the fam for putting up with her.
And you ratbags, her friends.
Missy's got herself a solid crew for life.
- Whoo! Yeah. - Wrong.
Nah, I can't wait for next year to be rid of all you dogs.
Uh, can I just say a few words?
Nah, you've said enough.
First chance you get, you throw me under the bus?
That's not friendship, that's tragic.
How about some cake?
Miss.
There's confetti all through my bed now. Thanks for that.
Okay.
- Why'd you talk to Amerie about me? - Because something is up.
- This morning, the way that you bailed-- - I had plans.
- Yeah, but we were about to, like-- - What even is your point?
Do you wanna do it with someone else? Is that--
What?
Look, we could try a hall pass, and-- Like, just a one-off thing.
- And if that-- - Go home, Spider.
I've had enough BS for one night.
Oh, I don't wanna hear it right now, Sash.
Sure.
Look, I don't... I don't know what any of that was.
I don't care.
But are you okay?
Amerie does it again.
Okay, you are angry. I am shutting up and listening.
Look, I told you all.
I asked you not to go through with that stupid revenge prank.
We couldn't have known how it would go.
I was locked up.
Now, finally, life is good.
Safe. And you lot...
- It's like you wanna blow it up. - It was a bad choice, and I regret it.
I don't want us to get dragged down again, okay?
For the first time ever, I love my life.
So do I.
And we are going to keep it that way.
Promise.
I think we can all agree mistakes were made.
You reckon Missy's okay?
So that man is in hospital?
Shit.
Uh... I mean, that's...
Completely fucked.
I know you didn't start that ride.
You wouldn't.
Thanks.
I'm sorry I've been such a bitch.
Me too.
I've been so anti-Spider, but you guys seem happy.
Right?
I don't know, I just... I've been freaking out a bit.
Something's off between us.
With me.
I think I've just been stressing out about what's happened at the carnival,
and I'm taking it out on him.
Oh my God.
Yeah, it's official now. We're screwed.
WorkWatch got Clancy's blood test back.
What's that got to do with the accident?
They're saying that the useless bastard was drinking on the job.
- Shit. - Yeah, so they looked into his paperwork,
and he didn't sign off on all the safety checks for the day,
so... ...they're calling it mechanical failure.
Wait, so no one turned on the ride?
They reckon it malfunctioned, but it's bullshit.
They just wanna close the case or whatever.
So why are you copping heat from the papers then?
Well, 'cause it looks like we tried doing an insurance job.
- Mate, I canceled the order. - Yeah.
- I've got no record of that. - Not my fault.
I can't afford this, mate. We're totally skint.
Oh, we owe Missy a massive apology.
And Spider a slightly smaller one.
They're not getting an insurance payout, Am.
Well, yeah. The ride switched on by itself.
You should've seen Jackie.
It sucks, but it's not our fault. Okay?
So that makes it okay?
Well, legally and stuff, yeah.
Harps. Harps. You're in the clear.
That's all that matters.
Trust me. Everything's gonna be okay.
What a freak!
Thanks for the do-over. Glad you could fit me in.
It's always best to get back in the saddle as quickly as possible.
I don't remember there quite being so much litter yesterday.
Quinni!
Oh, sorry.
Uh, Darren, this is Neil from the Agricultural Society.
The horse guy.
Quinni?
Well, if it isn't the smut queen herself!
I've been copping shit for months!
And this whole time it was you!
How did she...?
- What-- What was that? - Unbelievable!
Why didn't you tell me you wrote Velvet Thrones?
Neil, let's go inside and get started?
In retrospect, your passion for horse breeding should've raised a red flag.
Your scholarship application can progress no further.
We all love horses,
but bestiality is against our ethos,
and the law.
Neil.
Neil, wait--
Why does he think that?
The part about the centaur who likes to watch?
Did I miss out on the scholarship because...
'Cause he thinks my interest in horses is sexual?
Uh-uh, uh-uh
I don't know anybody
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