[Amir gets up and slaps Jake's arm.] Amir: You're it! Jake: Don't hit me man, alright? Amir: I'm sorry [Amir slaps Jake across the face] Jake: What the hell is wrong with you? [Jake pushes Amir] [Amir punches Jake in the face, causing Jake to sit down with blood streaming down his face] Jake: What the hell is wrong with you!? Amir: Sorry, I feel like a dick. Jake: w-will you at least get me a towel? I'm getting light headed. Amir: Follow my voice [Amir is holding a small piece of a tissue.] Jake: Don't make me follow your voice, just put it in my hand... You're kidding me! [Jake wipes the blood from under his nose] Jake: Oh my god. Amir: It's all over your shirt bro. Jake I- just get away from me. Amir: Listen I feel really bad, you hit me. [Amir puts his hand out, Jake slaps it away.] Amir: OW! Jake: Don't try to... Amir: Look it's all re- we're even.