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Mom is hosting a small get-together, and is currently talking with Professor Douglas.
MOM
...And they're buying this party
line that they're supposed to feel
bad and trade off their own pension,
as if that's what's corrupting this
nation.
PROFESSOR DOUGLAS
Yeah, because those who hear Fox, in
my opinion, are being lied to.
MOM
Yeah, thank God for Wisconsin. I
mean, we have to follow that example.
PROFESSOR DOUGLAS
You're right.
Mason enters the front door.
JIM
Hey, Mason. What time is it?
MASON
Uh, like 12:15.
JIM
Happy birthday.
Mason smiles.
MOM
Huh! Happy birthday!
Mom kisses Mason. Professor Douglas walks over to join them, taking an interest.
PROFESSOR DOUGLAS
Mason, it's your birthday?
MASON
Uh, just now, I guess.
PROFESSOR DOUGLAS
Yeah, how old are you?
MASON
Fifteen.
PROFESSOR DOUGLAS
Fifteen! Give me a hug.
Professor Douglas hugs Mason.
PROFESSOR DOUGLAS (CONT'D)
Happy birthday. Oh my goodness!
Professor Douglas rejoins the party.
MOM
(to Mason)
Have you been drinking?
MASON
Have you?
MOM
Yeah, a little. Have you?
MASON
A little bit.
MOM
Have you been...?
Mom mimes smoking reefer.
MASON
A little bit.
MOM
Oh... okay.
MASON
I'm gonna go to sleep.
MOM
Talk in the morning, huh?