Isaac: You don't think wait, do you think Bel-Ridge could have messed with it last night?
Sandra: No... I mean, maybe. It wasn't broken yesterday, and it is broken today.
Amy: I wouldn't be surprised. Those guys will stoop to literally anything.
Marcus: Oh, my God. I brought a girl back to my place last night and after I fell asleep she stole all my stuff. Could Bel-Ridge have gotten to her?
Amy: Yeah. That has Bel-Ridge written all over it.
Isaac: I relapsed and started taking Vicodin last night.
Amy: Well, you know what I like to do when I'm that angry? I like to take all that anger and turn it into pure raw leg energy. Just stomp it out. Try it. Ugh. Just stick it to Bel-Ridge, you know? Step it out. There you go. Keep going.
Isaac: Oh, wow. When I came to this morning, somebody from Bel-Ridge had thrown up all over my entire body.
Marcus: I can't believe nothing is our fault.