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(Monday. INT: apartment)

JH: Well, that's it. I'm taking this damn neck brace off.
EB: What? Jamie, you have to-
JH: The lawyer sent me to this "specialist" who just asked if my neck was stiff at all, then slapped this thing on me and told me never to take it off for any reason. I was walking around fine after the accident.
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JH: It was pretty obvious that this thing had less to do with my vertebrae, and more to do with a possible court appearance. Besides, I really need to wash and shave under there. It's been itching like crazy.
EB: I think you're actually SUPPOSED to-
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(The neck brace pops off, revealing a hideous thatch of neck beard.)
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JH: Hey, check it out, I can style it with my skin grease.
EB: If you're not cleanshaven in the next five minutes, I'm evicting you.