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Oh, this is my living room.

Yeah, right. Sorry.

I assumed she just forgot where he was.

That's my sister Nancy.

That boy never was very good at taking care of himself.

At 8:00 p.m. tonight, there will be an assembly on the football field

in support of Will Byers and his family.

So, there's this...

Exactly. We'll never find Will.

This is so stupid. I'm just gonna drop you off.

Well, I mostly dealt with strangers back then.

No kid did this.

You really think she's psycho?

You want anything to drink?

Nice, right? It's a 22-inch.

- Unoccupied space. - A molecule that can...

I don't know why.

I have to go. Chemistry test.

Do you even like baseball?

- What, you think I don't want to see you? - I know you don't.

I mean, people who might not want him around?

- You're not? - You are a cliché, you do realize that?

You know, if Will's there, it means he ran away.

Especially not him.

I've worked, uh, Christmas Eve and Thanksgiving.

- Mike. - Is everything okay?

That's our La-Z-Boy.

Oh, if Mrs. Wheeler tells my parents...

♪ One day is fine and next is black ♪

My mom will answer and know exactly what to do.

This is nuts. We have to take her to your mom.

You are a cliché.

I told you the same thing as I told those cops,

So one kid goes missing, the other one runs wild?

I bet she's deaf.

Really, it's no big deal.

- I think she knows what happened to him. - Then why doesn't she tell us?

- Pretty. - I guess.

I think we should tell your mom. I second that.

Yeah. At lunch, uh, there was this boy that, uh...

Look, all I'm saying is, maybe I'm not the asshole, all right?

- Yeah, he's out back. What do you want? - To look around.

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