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(Sunday afternoon, INT: EB and JH's apartment, Max entering)

MH: Hey, Jamie.
JH: Hey, Max. Ellen says you're full of shit.
MH: What?
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JH: Shit. Poop. Feces. Possibly of bovine origin. Ellen has said that you are full of it.
MH: Why?
JH: Not important. Just... you're full of it.
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[expectant pause]
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MH: I think you'll find that what I'm actually full of is human semen.
JH (relieved): Ahh, and order is restored to the universe.