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Chloe: This song fucking rules! Can't dance, hippie? Come on! Rawk out, girl! Yes! Break it down, Max!

David: Chloe, are you up there?

Chloe: Yo, ____(1)____!

David: How many times have I told you to stop blasting that punk shit?

Chloe: Dude, the music's not even on! Asshole.

David: I'm coming up, we need to talk!

Chloe: No fucking way! You need to hide. Now! My stepdad will kill me if he finds you here!

David: Chloe, what's going on? Open this door,please.

Chloe: Chill, I'm changing, is that okay? Max,find a place to hide, NOW! Shit.

David: What's going on in here?

Chloe: Jesus, I'm just ___(2)___. You're so friggin' paranoid.

David: Yeah, combat will do that to you. One of my guns is missing. Did you take it?

Chloe: Oh Gawd, I didn't take your stupid gun. You do know I believed in gun control?

David: Wait, is that grass? You've been toking up again in here!

Chloe: Oh yeah, guns, weed... You are trippin' balls.

David: I'm sick of your _(3)_! Tell me the truth, that's an order! Whose is it?