Night. Kelly is looking for a cat. Jack is dressed in full Army gear and holding the bayonet. Kelly says something about having seen the cat in the kitchen. Now Jack goes outside to look for the cat. While the pudgy little guy walks around the backyard in his Army gear, Sharon tells us that Jack is a mellow dude, but has a hard time because he's "the oddball" at school. She says he doesn't socialize much with kids at school, and he doesn't go to the mall or to movies. Now Jack is killing a cardboard box with the bayonet. Yikes. But also: I would totally be Jack's friend. Jack, call me up. We'll chill.

The cat. Sitting in a gourd.

Jack asks Kelly if she wants to go out with them that night to the Roxy. She and her little blonde friend get ready. Kelly tells us something about how they have a 2:30 AM curfew. Wow. Strict. She also says that if they think she's lying about what she's been out doing, which she usually is, she's then forced to "lay low" the next day. Wow. Hard life.

Ozzy is ranting about where are they going? He picks up someone's smokes and yells that these will kill you faster than crack. I wonder if Ozzy has ever done crack? Everything else, yes, but probably not crack. Ozzy dodders to the fridge for a Diet Coke as he rants about tobacco being the most addictive shit on the planet. Jack looks bored. They argue about whether or not you even cop a buzz from it. Ozzy says he's smoked heavily for forty-four years and he just quit seven months ago and now can't stand the smell of it. Wow. I quit a year ago and I dream about cigarettes every day. The smell is like roses and powdered sugar to me. He's lucky. Jack says something, but I can't understand. Ozzy asks if the girls have money. Kelly gives him a kiss, and he wipes the lipstick off, swearing.

Jack dances around impatiently as Ozzy asks them not to get drunk or do drugs. "And if you have sex, use a condom." Kelly makes a face.

The Sunset Strip. My neighborhood. Jack and Kelly are with a big group of people at a table while a band of Vikings plays. Oh, you just know they use the Ozzy relationship to get in everywhere. Fuck yeah, I would do it.