I’m trying to help you, dude. I’m trying to be your friend here, even though we are not anymore. You have to tell somebody. I can’t. A kid is dead, Archie ! Jug ? What’s up ? Is there something you wanna tell me, pal ? It’s called necrophilia, Reggie. Can you spell it ? Shut the hell up, Reggie ! What do you care, Andrews ? Just leave him alone. What’s up is I saw you, Archie. In the music room.