Dillon: You can't throw me in jail.

Man: You attacked Antonio Juarez.

Dillon: No, sage -- tell him what he did. Tell him he attacked you.

Sage: Actually, he -- he didn'T.

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Tracy: I will make dillon stop working for Alcazar on one condition.

Georgie: Name it.

Tracy: You break up with him.

Georgie: I will never break up with Dillon.

Tracy: I thought you wanted to keep him safe. Isn't that what you said? And I'm offering to keep him away from Sage.

Georgie: You don't love your son at all, do you?

Tracy: Oh, please, hon, you got to work with me here. Don't annoy me, just agree.

Georgie: Can you keep him safe?

Tracy: There's no question about it.

Georgie: Ok. Then I will break up with Dillon.

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Georgie: There's alcazar. Go tell him to fire Dillon. Tracy: Doesn't work that way. Georgie: We just made a deal.

Tracy: You break up with dillon, then I go talk to mr. Alcazar.

Georgie: No. No, what if it's too late? What if Dillon is in serious trouble?

Tracy: I'm sure Dillon's just fine.

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Man: What did the plastic surgeon say? We don't have three weeks. Get the lawyer. I don't care what time it is in los angeles. Tell him to call my cell.

Dillon: I hit the wrong guy, didn't I?

Sage: How could you not recognize antonio juarez?

Man: Antonio juarez is the most popular singer in latin america. He was on his way to shoot a video, which all our research says will cross over into the U.S. Market. And what did you do? You gave him a black eye. We can't shoot the video, antonio can't cross over. Nobody makes any money if he has a black eye! Sage: Well, what about makeup?

Man: The eye is swollen shut.

Dillon: What about, like, sun glasses, shades?

Man: You split his lip and bruised his jaw.

Dillon: Oh. I did all that, huh?

Sage: Pretty impressive.

Man: He can't sing. He looks like hell. I got a crew on location. I've got equipment. I've got sound trucks. I've got a band getting drunk in a hotel bar. I've got dancers. I've got the choreographer from hell. I've got a director who thinks he's making "gone with the wind"! I've got bands singing "amazing grace" outside the emergency room! And in five minutes and 42 seconds, the entire shoot will hit overtime. Do you understand what I am saying?

Dillon: Um -- yeah, you're losing money.

Man: Huh. That's why I'm demanding a swift and speedy trial, like within the hour. We're charging you with assault, battery, harassment, and that doesn't even start to include damages.

Sage: Well, dillon has a credit card.

Man: A credit card? Huh. Do you get what kind of damages we're looking at, hmm? All the costs of the shoot. All the lost profit because we'll miss the release date. Medical and rehabilitative expenses. All the costs of the new video. Hmm. Emotional duress. And I haven't even spoken to the lawyer yet.

Dillon: Uh -- yeah -- so you're -- you mean, like, millions? Man: You're staying in this cell until every dime is paid.

[Dillon sighs]

Dillon: That went well.

Sage: Well, at least you're a great bodyguard.

Dillon: I don't like you, ok? I do this job for the money. But if some guy's going to, like, attack you, then obviously --

sage: He didn't.

Dillon: I know that the -- the Juarez dude didn't attack you, all right? But whoever it was, obviously, like, came at you really fast, you probably didn't have a chance to get a look at their face. But you know what? It was an honest mistake. Look, that's --

sage: Dillon, no one did.

Dillon: I was just, like, doing my job --

sage: No one attacked me.

Dillon: You know? What?

Sage: I made it up to see what you would do.

Dillon: Get out.

Sage: I can fix it.

Dillon: Get out now! Leave! Go! Get out! Get out now! Go!

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Sage: Dillon --

Dillon: Go away.

Sage: I think I figured something out.

Dillon: I don't want to hear it.

Sage: It could work.

Dillon: Did you call your uncle?

Sage: We don't need him.

Dillon: Yeah, we don't, because you don't want to go back to boarding school -- which is fine by me, by the way, because I think that's, like, the greatest plan ever.

Sage: Hey, I'm trying to get you out of here.

Dillon: Has it yet occurred to you, darling, that you're the reason I'm here in the first place? Did you call the embassy?

Sage: No.

Dillon: Did you call a lawyer?

Sage: You don't need a lawyer!

Dillon: You know, get -- get the manager back in here. Get him back in here. Call him.

Sage: It's too late.

Dillon: Hey, guard?

Sage: Stop it, stop it!

Dillon: Guard --

sage: Dillon, stop it!

Dillon: What?

Sage: You have to listen.

Dillon: Get him back in here. He's going to call your uncle. Your uncle is going to make everything ok.

Sage: Dillon, that's not going to work.

Dillon: Why not?

Sage: Because I told them you're nuts.

Dillon: You -- you -- did he believe it?

Sage: I don't know, but it's your only way to get out of here. So you've got to convince these police that you're crazy.

Sage: I'm so sorry about this. He had another psychological break.

Man: Why did you tell him Antonio attacked you?

Sage: I didn't. Like I said, poor Dillon's delusional.

Man: That doesn't help my video.

Sage: Isn't there some sort of insurance, like for an act of god or a medical crisis or something? Dillon: Hey, god -- god loves us all!

Sage: Sometimes he thinks he's an angel.

Dillon: I -- I am an angel. I was -- I was -- I was sent down to save butterflies. Man: You're wasting my time.

Dillon: Hey, where are the butterflies?

Man: You're faking.

Dillon: They were -- they were everywhere. I know that they were everywhere.

Sage: It's ok, Dillon.

Man: Maybe you're faking for the publicity. Or maybe you want to be a singer, too. Dillon: I -- I just want the butterflies.

Man: You won't get away with this.

Dillon: Hold -- hold one -- oh! I got one! There's one. Hey! Hi, beautiful. This is -- this is a papillon. Papillon. You're so pretty. I'm going to set you free. I'm going to set all of you free. Ah! Oh. Oh, there's one.

[Footsteps]

Dillon: Hello, little --

Tracy: Hello, darling. Are we off our meds again?

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Dillon: Excuse me -- who are you?

Tracy: I'm your mother.

Dillon: Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Do you know where the butterflies are?

Tracy: We're going to get you out of here.

Man: That kid isn't any crazier than I am.

Dillon: Hey, excuse me? Excuse me -- did you know that if we all acted like the butterflies, there would be world peace?

Tracy: He's always been obsessed with butterflies, even as a small child.

Man: I don't have time for this.

Tracy: Neither do I. Why did you let him off his meds?

Sage: I'm sorry. He said he was taking them.

Man: I won't drop the charges.

Tracy: I don't blame you. You will have to get a full medical evaluation, however, before you can collect.

Man: That could take weeks.

Dillon: That's ok, I'm -- you know what? I think I'm starting to like it here.

Tracy: How about if we find a way to cut your losses?

Man: It'll be expensive.

Tracy: Why don't you let me buy you a cup of coffee? You look like you could use one.

Man: You have no idea.

Dillon: Fly away fly away fly away home

Tracy: That's ladybugs.

Dillon: Hmm. You let my mother in here?

Sage: She can get you out.

Dillon: Do you have any idea how much this is going to cost me?

Dillon: Georgie.

Georgie: Dillon!

Dillon: Hey.

Georgie: Hey.

Tracy: We'll get out of your way.

Georgie: Where have you been?

Dillon: You're not going to believe this --

Georgie: You said you were coming straight home.

Dillon: I know, I know. I know I said that, but have you ever heard of a guy named Antonio Juarez?

Georgie: Everyone knows about Antonio Juarez.

Dillon: Yeah --

Georgie: What does that have to do with anything?

Dillon: I pummeled him.

Georgie: You what?

Dillon: Yeah. And then I went to jail, and I had to actually pretend like I was crazy in order to get out.

Georgie: You slept with Sage, didn't you?

Dillon: What?

Georgie: You cheated on me.

Dillon: Uh -- no, I didn't. Don't you even want to know what happened? Like I had this -- yeah, I had "one flew over the cuckoo's nest" in my head --

Georgie: I cannot do this anymore, Dillon.

Dillon: What is wrong with you?

Georgie: Look, we're not in the same movie, ok? Look, you want to be with sage, so just go ahead and be with her.

Dillon: No, I don't want to be with Sage.

Georgie: Look, I'm sick and tired of worrying whether you're ok or -- or what jail you're in or even if you've been shot! Look, I begged you not to work for Alcazar, and you did it anyway. That -- I can't deal with that!

Dillon: Are you even remotely happy to see me? I'm home.

Georgie: Yes, I'm very happy to see you. I just can't --

Dillon: All right, well, I love you.

Georgie: No, no. You love danger and being totally wild!

Dillon: "Being totally" -- what is that? What is that? What are you saying?

Georgie: Look, you love those things more than you will ever, ever love me.

Dillon: Why are you so mad at me?

Georgie: It hurts to know we're not going to work out, but you're far too interested in playing danger man and hanging out with sage than you are in me, and I can't handle it! Dillon, we're over, all right?