Big Brother 28 Spoilers: “I’d rather play the rest of this game with no fear at all”

2:18 PM — Barrett (Gym, alone)

Nobody else is in the gym. Barrett is talking to the camera, and the feeds catch him partway into a thought about being selfish.

Barrett: “…selfish. And if I can be a little bit selfish come Thursday night, then I will take that shot. And whatever happens afterwards happens. And if I’m the next one sent packing, at least I tried. Because I don’t want to play this game not trying.”

He does the count, and the count is the reason.

Barrett: “And now that there’s only nine people left, it’s like… it feels closer than it ever has before.”
Barrett: “And I’d rather play the rest of this game with no fear at all than, like, way too much fear.”

Then, after a pause, the part that would end his week if anybody upstairs heard it.

Barrett: “Also, if a Survivor player f—ing won this season, I’d be, like, really sad, actually.”

Four hours later he told Drew he had three built-in friends the day the Icons walked in, and that he was never going to be the one who complained about them tarnishing his season.

1:15 PM — Melody and Drew (Prototype Room)

Nearly an hour of the two of them lying around in the prototype room, most of it about teeth. But it opens on Drew saying something he has not said to her before.

Drew: “If I get voted out, part of me is going to hope to see you, and the other part is going to hope that I never see you.”
Melody: “Same.”

They drop to a whisper and count the house. It is the same count they always land on, and it comes out badly for both of them.

Melody: “You have me and Barrett and the Icons.”
Melody: “I have you and Barrett.”
Drew: “Yash.”
Melody: “But they’ve always picked Taylor over me.”
Drew: “The Icons always pick each other over me and Barrett. That’s how it’s been since the beginning.”

So he gives her a job.

Drew: “I need you to win HOH this week. Because if I win the following week…”
Melody: “I have to win this week.”
Drew: “You can do it. You can do it.”

Then a story about an argument he watched, which he offers as evidence of something.

Drew: “She just again just completely got obliviously wrong about something. Yesterday she was arguing that one of the f—ing planets in the sky was a plane.”
Melody: “Wait, what?”
Drew: “You can see, like, a planet from really far away. Venus or Mars, I forget which one. And she was like, that’s a plane. And Devens is just like, no, it’s not. She’s like, it’s a plane. Devens is losing his mind.”
Drew: “It’s been like that the whole season.”

Melody has a verdict on the group he keeps defending.

Melody: “Stupid-ass f—ing alliance.”
Drew: “Which one?”
Melody: “Yours.”
Drew: “Of course.”
Drew: “It’s got me this far, though.”

Then it stops being about the game for a long while.

Drew: “What are you doing?”
Melody: “What?”
Drew: “With your eyes.”
Melody: “Oh, I don’t know. Being myself.”

Drew: “Are you still having fun?”
Melody: “Are you?”
Drew: “Yeah.”

Drew: “I made it halfway.”
Melody: “It’s really cool.”
Drew: “It’s really cool.”
Melody: “Job’s not finished.”
Drew: “Job’s not finished.”

She has put his sunglasses on.

Drew: “How did I know you put those on?”
Melody: “You’re in my brain.”
Melody: “Does that look cool?”
Drew: “Those look so cool.”
Melody: “These definitely suit you better.”
Drew: “I don’t even know if I like them that much on me. I don’t know how I feel about the shape.”
Melody: “What would you want them to be? Rounder?”
Drew: “Bigger.”

The game keeps coming back in sideways, and every time it does she sounds cornered.

Melody: “Yeah, well, you guys are my only options. You’re my only hope. So I kind of have to.”

Somebody is audible from the next room. Melody does not enjoy it.

Melody: “I hate this f—ing girl. I wish there was a door.”

They work through a scenario neither of them likes.

Melody: “Maybe not right now. But, like, later. Like, soon.”
Melody: “Like, I could definitely see, like, the Icons doing that.”
Melody: “That’s hella scary.”

Then a tell she has been collecting.

Melody: “She always says you are freaking hilarious to people she doesn’t like. And she says that to me a lot.”
Melody: “I don’t think she likes me either. I don’t like her either. So how about that.”

Drew says she told Barrett the same sort of thing about somebody, a few days back, and they lose an argument to the calendar trying to date it.

Melody: “When did she say that?”
Drew: “I think she told him, like, two days ago, three days ago. It was when I was on the phone.”
Melody: “That wasn’t two days ago. Two or three days ago? That wasn’t two or three days ago. Four days ago?”
Drew: “Maybe.”
Melody: “Today’s Tuesday, bro.”

And her summary of all of it.

Melody: “This game is so f—ing stupid.”

The one houseguest they both light up about is on the block.

Melody: “Yash is so funny.”
Drew: “Yash? Dude, Yash kills me, bro.”
Melody: “Yash is so funny, dude. He reminds me of, like — I don’t even know, like, my friends.”

Then LensCrafters, and the thing customers used to say to her.

Melody: “While I’m doing all this, I’d always get people being like, oh, like, how do you work here? Like, you don’t wear glasses. Like, that’s weird. Like, I want someone who wears glasses.”
Melody: “And I’m like, I’m wearing contacts. Like, is that okay? Like, what the f— is this?”
Drew: “Yeah, they’re, like, mad at you for not being visually impaired.”

He has the same problem in reverse at the dental office.

Drew: “At my office, they ask me all the time — wow, you have such nice teeth. Did you get them done here? Or they’re like, have you had a root canal before? How does it feel? And I’m always like, I don’t know.”
Melody: “You’ve never had a cavity? Not once? Damn.”
Drew: “Born to be a dentist.”

Melody has had rather more dental work, and the next ten minutes are not for the squeamish. The short version: she had all four wisdom teeth out at twelve to make room for teeth that had never come down, they chained the new ones into place, and two summers ago the gums grew back over the gap and got infected.

Melody: “It looked like there was, like, a flap of, like, my gum, like, off, and it was, like, infected. Like, it just looked horrible.”
Melody: “They numbed me, but it wasn’t very good. So not only did that needle hurt to even numb, but then I low-key felt the whole f—ing thing.”

That was the urgent-care dentist, and it did not take.

Melody: “It was so f—ing bad, dude. I was crying, like, just sitting there in the chair. And then they’re done, I’m like, cool, I don’t have to worry about this anymore, right? And then, like, a week goes by and it’s not better at all. It’s, like, low-key worse. It’s, like, a botched-ass job.”
Melody: “So then I finally went to my dentist, and they were like, eesh, this looks like s—.”

They did the whole thing again, both sides at once.

Melody: “They were like, we’re just gonna cut off both of your gums right now. So they numbed me here and here with those needles, hurt so f—ing bad, and then they did a decent job but I could still kind of feel it. Cut off both of the f—ing gums, stitch it up. It hurts so bad, dude.”
Melody: “But it’s all good now. But yeah, it was really expensive.”

Drew, being a dental professional, takes this as an invitation to inspect her.

Drew: “Look at your midline. Like, perfect.”
Melody: “Really? Because I think it’s off.”
Drew: “Maybe it’s because you’re laying down sideways.”
Melody: “Yeah, it’s off. It used to be perfect. But since my teeth are starting to flare out again and my bite’s all f—ed, it’s off.”

She misses her braces, which he cannot accept.

Melody: “I kind of miss the feeling of when my teeth were sore with braces.”
Drew: “Why?”
Melody: “I don’t know. Something about it just kind of, like, felt good. Like, it hurt, but…”
Drew: “No, I hated it.”
Melody: “Sometimes when I don’t wear my retainer for a while, I’ll put it in, and it’s kind of sore, and I’m like — this is great. It’s not great, but there’s, like, a comfort in it.”

And the saddest ending to a dental anecdote anybody has managed on these feeds.

Melody: “I asked my orthodontist when I got my Invisalign. I was like, I don’t want to spend all this money to fix it and then have the issue still, because it’s, like, my tongue.”
Melody: “And he was like, okay, when you’re done, I’ll put in either spikes or a tongue crib.”
Melody: “And then he passed away.”
Drew: “Then he passed away.”
Melody: “And then he died. And then I was trying to tell the other people, and they were like, we don’t give a f—.”

Drew checks his standing in the house and is delighted by the answer.

Drew: “Do you think I’m the most annoying person in the house now? Still me?”
Melody: “No.”
Drew: “Am I, like, at least podium or what?”
Melody: “Potentially.”
Drew: “Really? That’s so cool. I’m glad.”

Melody: “Taylor’s hella funny too, though. Yash and Taylor might be the funniest people in here.”

Then he asks the question he has been circling since the wine bottle, and she does not answer it.

Drew: “Would you still want to sit next to me in the final two, or not anymore?”
Melody: “I could be down.”
Drew: “That means no.”
Melody: “Who else am I going to pick?”
Drew: “You let me know.”
Melody: “What about me?”
Drew: “Yeah.”

The rest is home. His father has six surfboards in the garage and has been surfing since he was fourteen; Drew can paddle out and stand up for about two seconds.

Melody: “I wish I was from California and I just knew how to surf already.”
Drew: “You can learn.”
Melody: “I plan on it.”
Drew: “Surfing is enticing to you, though?”
Melody: “I love the ocean.”
Drew: “That’s a good start. Well, you just paddleboard.”
Melody: “I’d rather surf. I think it looks cool.”

Melody: “Whenever I see people walking around with their surfboard and their wetsuits, I’m like, oh, that guy. I’m like, oh, that’s so cool.”
Drew: “That’s how I feel with snowboarding. I’m like, oh yeah, that dude’s so rad.”

Then the best story of the hour, from a drive to Sedona.

Melody: “The drive to Sedona is so f—ing annoying, because the highway will be, like, speed limit 70, and then it’ll be a roundabout and the speed limit will be 35, and it keeps going back and forth. There’s, like, four times that happens.”
Melody: “It was my first time doing it, and so I get pulled over. I was going, like, hella fast over the speed limit.”

The officer’s name is the punchline.

Melody: “And then the officer was named Officer Scarem. It was f—ing S-C-A-R-E-M. I was like, what the f— is this, bro?”
Melody: “And my friend was like, you might get arrested. And I just started laughing. And he’s like, no, seriously, you were going so fast that they could legally arrest you. And then I started tweaking.”

And then, on the way out, one last piece of casting.

Drew: “Who do you think on this season is going to come back?”
Melody: “Barrett. Maybe Mallory.”
Drew: “Yeah, that’d be cool.”

6:08 PM — Dee and Angela (Prototype Room)

Two of the three Icons, alone, whispering. They are watching Drew and Melody, and they do not like how relaxed the other side looks.

Angela: “She’s pretty cray-cray.”
Dee: “And, like, all day they’ve been together. All day.”
Dee: “If you are that confident they will not send you home, that is a problem.”

They arrive at the same thought at the same time, and neither wants to be the one holding it.

Angela: “If we’re both feeling that way and thinking that, I could believe it could be a thing.”
Dee: “Yeah.”
Dee: “I hate that I’m thinking it, though. Like, it hurts me.”

What opened Dee’s eyes was a joke. She takes Angela back to a conversation at the tiny table — her, Devens, Drew and Barrett, all wondering aloud why the house had gone so quiet.

Dee: “Devens made a joke in front of the guys that I didn’t like. He said, oh — did you forget what happened last week?”
Dee: “Last week I put up Mallory, and I knew the guys were going to get upset. It made me think, how much are you playing into it? You know what I mean? Why are you making those jokes?”

She has not let it go since.

Dee: “I do not like that joke. I don’t feel supported when you make those jokes. I’m taking all the heat. You’re all cool with them? That’s f—ed up.”
Dee: “After that joke I was like, maybe I’m trusting you a little too much.”

Then she starts building it. Devens is on the block, and the vote is small enough to hide in.

Dee: “There’s only three — you, me and Barrett. You know what I’m saying. So if Barrett doesn’t fly, all of us can’t do it either.”
Dee: “So there could be a world where one of us does it. That way it’s…”

The scheme is that nobody admits to anything.

Dee: “Because there’s two wolves, you get it. So now it’s your word against mine against Barrett’s.”
Dee: “So nobody can really even look at us. Because you and me would not do that. It would be Barrett who did it.”

Angela follows it all the way to the end, including what it costs.

Angela: “We would be really hurting him, though, by doing that.”
Dee: “He knows that he didn’t.”
Angela: “Exactly.”
Dee: “But he would not know that you were.”
Angela: “That’s hurting him. He’d be pretty pissed off.”
Dee: “Who else does he have other than Drew?”

And then, gently, Angela puts the brakes on.

Angela: “We have to think about this. We have a whole day tomorrow.”
Dee: “I know, we have a whole day.”

Angela runs the cost of not doing it, and it lands on her.

Angela: “Okay, let’s say we don’t evict him, okay? He can’t turn on us just yet, but I would be the one put up as the pawn.”
Dee: “Yes.”
Angela: “The next go-round.”
Angela: “And I’ll go.”
Dee: “We need the numbers.”

So the question becomes timing.

Dee: “So a part of me is like, is it too early? Or is now the time, when he’s already there?”

Neither of them believes the five-strong line any more, and Dee says why.

Angela: “We’d be fools to think that Devens does not have something with them, and that they’re gonna do it.”
Angela: “It’s not too soon to strike, but…”

Dee: “If the five of us really made it to the end — why are you so five-strong?”
Dee: “We’re at the bottom of their three.”

Dee puts herself in Devens’s chair and works out what she would be saying to Drew and Barrett: that they are at the top of her list, and they should take a shot. Then she says the same thing about herself.

Dee: “If you have the shot, you take it.”

What they cannot work out is why the other side looks so comfortable.

Angela: “Why are they so confident? Why?”
Angela: “Do you notice how Drew has been, like, spending more time trying to come and talk with you, just be by you? Or just in general, just a little more.”
Angela: “Eyes like this again. And, like, looking at the board and staring off into space.”

Angela: “He was more confident, more calm — and now, not yesterday. Today.”
Dee: “Do you think they’re thinking of evicting him or keeping him?”
Angela: “One or another.”

Dee thinks they are giving the other side too little credit.

Dee: “I also think we’re underestimating them, you know what I’m saying. Because they won’t have Melody in their pocket.”
Angela: “And she will not bring out the win. They know that.”
Dee: “It would be stupid. They have two ways they can go, because they still have Melody. Let’s say Devens were to leave — we would be outnumbered.”
Angela: “It’s a big risk. But not in a way — we have Yash. He can’t put us up, right?”

They take Devens off the board and count what is left.

Dee: “You just pause that and not count him. So it would just be Barrett, Taylor, Lala, Melody.”
Dee: “Also, if it’s Lala and Taylor, Taylor should probably f—ing go.”
Dee: “But I don’t think we’d have the numbers there.”
Angela: “I don’t either. We would only if we talked to Barrett and trusted him enough.”

Which brings them back to the man the whole plan depends on, and to why it will not work. Angela knows exactly what Barrett has, and what it is worth to him.

Sticking with Drew, in her reading, is a winning streak. It is his final three.

Angela: “Do you think there is a way to talk to Barrett, to see if he will give any leeway?”
Dee: “That would be damaging. He won’t.”

Two other things they agree on before it breaks up: that Devens would never put either of them up as a pawn if he won Head of Household, and that Barrett is too kind to hurt them.

6:08 PM — Taylor and Barrett (Gym)

At the same minute Dee and Angela are in the prototype room, Taylor is in the gym asking Barrett how hard she should campaign. He tells her not to bother with Devens, and then tells her why.

Barrett: “Definitely make him think that if he’s sitting there on the block, he’s fine anyway. Because everyone gets the vibe that there’s not the votes for him to go. But definitely talk to him — he’ll appreciate that.”
Taylor: “Of course. What about Dee and Angela? Leave them alone?”
Barrett: “No, you can talk to them too. Because I think they’re all leaning to vote Lala. So I don’t think they would be shy in telling you that. And then you talking to them would probably only reinforce it.”

Taylor does not want to go at Lala directly.

Taylor: “It just feels weird campaigning against Lala.”
Barrett: “You don’t have to campaign against her. You can campaign for yourself.”
Barrett: “The goal is to win the Blockbuster.”
Taylor: “But we all know things happen.”
Barrett: “Yeah. And, you know, you got my vote, too.”

He points out she never actually asked, so she does it properly.

Barrett: “You didn’t even campaign to me.”
Taylor: “I still am. I would really love to stay here. If I could have your vote to stay here, that would be amazing.”
Taylor: “Against Lala, I don’t know what that means for you, but let me know if you would like to have any open discussions or dialogue in regards to your game in that matter.”
Barrett: “You convinced me.”

Barrett: “No, I would love to continue playing this game with you, Taylor.”
Taylor: “Oh, thank you, BearBear.”

She counts it out, and the count is comfortable.

Taylor: “Because I’m under the impression, if it’s me and Lala, I’ll probably have you, Yash and Melody. And I would think Devens, because Devens is over Lala.”
Barrett: “He is, yeah. And then, even if you don’t have any of the other votes at that point, Drew would send out Lala. In a tie.”

Then the part that matters. Barrett is telling her Devens is safe, and telling her why they are all saying so.

Barrett: “Devens was tripping out yesterday a little bit. With me specifically.”
Taylor: “That’s why we said you can’t talk to us.”
Barrett: “But he seems cool with it now. He’ll probably ramp up again tomorrow and be nervous again.”

Barrett: “Gonna keep telling him he’s good. And honestly, it’s better if we all just make him think that he’s got the votes. I think that makes him try even a little bit less in the Blockbuster.”
Barrett: “I know he wants to win it, but I feel like if he goes in there thinking that it’s a do-or-die, then he might do really good.”

They agree anybody can win a Blockbuster, and Barrett has the proof.

Barrett: “Angela beating Haley and Kamu was the most…”
Taylor: “That was the craziest s— that happened all season, honestly.”
Barrett: “Yeah. If that can happen, anything can f—ing happen.”

Taylor is already on next week, and she has the whole thing mapped.

Taylor: “I’m just already kind of thinking about next week. As long as one of us wins, one of them for sure goes home. And there’s nothing they can do about it.”
Taylor: “Because boom, boom, boom goes up. Even if one comes down during the veto, and another one comes down during Blockbuster — whoever’s up there goes home. You just can’t switch up on that idea.”

Then Barrett says out loud what he has only said to a camera.

Barrett: “I know there’s one part of this game that I would love to figure out in this last half. And that’s making sure this season isn’t all about the three people that it’s been catered to the entire time.”
Taylor: “I agree. Because like I said, we’ve been playing f—ing Survivor.”
Taylor: “Which if I wanted to play Survivor, I would have signed up for f—ing Survivor.”

Taylor’s complaint about the season is structural.

Taylor: “No alliances have stuck, it feels like. Don’t get me wrong — Big Brother alliances blow up all the time. But damn, they blow up before they even get started.”
Taylor: “It’s like, one second you’re whispering about it, and then the next second it never happens.”

Barrett tells her what he thinks this week does to that.

Barrett: “I feel like if this week works out, it’s going to be pure chaos. And I think those lines are going to be drawn anyway.”
Taylor: “Yeah, for sure. It’s going to be 3v5.”
Barrett: “Out of necessity, yeah.”
Taylor: “And then we make it to final five.”

She has the story worked out too.

Taylor: “That’s one hell of a final five. Well-deserved final five. And it’d be quite the story to be like, all right, yeah, as soon as this happened, and then it completely flipped.”
Taylor: “Final five. I think that’s what I’m praying — that it’s us five.”

Barrett brings up how quickly the top of the house came off.

Barrett: “Who would have thought that Haley, Chuk and Kamu would have just gone boom, boom, boom.”
Taylor: “The cool kids are out of here.”
Taylor: “And it’s crazy, because it’s at their expense — well, no. They’re at their own expense. That’s why they say don’t play too hard too fast. Because that’s exactly what happened.”
Taylor: “At one point we was like, well, what the hell, I guess they running this s—. But what goes up must come down.”

Then Barrett tells her what he thinks of her, and she explains her whole game in reply.

Barrett: “I’ve always thought you were not only, like, the realest person in here. I think you’re incredibly smart.”
Taylor: “Thank you. Thank you so much. I appreciate that.”
Taylor: “I’m trying to be as real as possible in here. Because I can’t lie. I’m not good at lying. I don’t think I’ve lied since I’ve been here, for real. If I’ve lied, it’s probably a choice of words, but not a dead-ass lie.”

She gives an example, from a houseguest asking for her vote.

Taylor: “He said, hey Tay, I’m happy you’re here, I wanted to talk to you, if I can count your vote. I just said — ditto. Ditto.”
Taylor: “I just got quiet and said…”
Barrett: “That s— was funny.”

Taylor: “I cannot lie, Barry. It’s so hard. It’s not that I can’t. I just think I choose not to.”
Taylor: “Because it’s harder to keep up with a lie than to keep up with the truth. When you lie, you have to lie again. Once you tell a lie, you have to keep lying. I ain’t got time for that s—.”
Barrett: “It helps you sleep at night.”
Taylor: “If I get voted out because I told the truth, I guess that’s the s—. F— it. I don’t care.”
Barrett: “Hey, it’s worked so far.”

Both of them keep coming back to the same two words.

Taylor: “It has worked so far. Final five, baby. Final five. I just keep saying that. We’ll be fine.”
Barrett: “We can get there. I believe.”
Taylor: “I believe it too. I really do. Because Drew can’t compete next week, so it’s going to be Angela and Dee versus us five.”
Barrett: “Yeah, 5v2.”

Taylor knows better than to trust a plan.

Taylor: “We said that last week, too. Big Brother is the funniest thing ever. Expect the unexpected.”
Taylor: “It’s just so Big Brother style for the person you don’t want to win to always win. In cases when you know they cannot win.”
Taylor: “It’s so Big Brother coded.”

Barrett would like to see her win the room, and she has a reason nobody expects.

Barrett: “I’d love for a Taylor HOH.”
Taylor: “I would too. Because I want to host, so I can get a two-for-one. If I be HOH, I can host too, because I haven’t hosted anything.”
Barrett: “Knowing your luck, it’d be the double eviction HOH and Julie hosts it.”
Taylor: “I can’t f—ing host. I can’t host anything if I’m always on the f—ing block.”

She has been up there four times in eight weeks, and she is past being angry about it.

Barrett: “Half the game.”
Taylor: “Half the game.”
Barrett: “That’s already quite a story, though.”
Taylor: “That’s not the story I wanted. At all.”

Taylor: “It’s to the point now I don’t even get mad. I already knew I was going on the block this time. There was nothing I could do about it. I ain’t even arguing with it. It is what it is.”
Taylor: “Like, if I wasn’t on the block, I was going to be actually extremely surprised.”
Barrett: “It didn’t seem like there was any swaying, huh?”
Taylor: “I didn’t have to. I didn’t even talk to him. For what?”

And then Taylor gives up the thing she has been sitting on since last week — that Drew was the target, and he still does not know it.

Taylor: “As long as Drew just has to feel comfortable. That’s what I said.”
Taylor: “It was good that we did — you know, before the vote, where Drew would have went home if he was sitting next to me or Mallory.”
Taylor: “It’s good that he doesn’t know that that was going to be the plan, because he still feels comfortable.”
Barrett: “Exactly.”

She kept it from Lala too, and she gave her rules instead.

Taylor: “That’s why I didn’t tell Lala. I never told Lala. I said, just stick to the plan. Don’t ask no questions. Don’t engage it.”
Taylor: “I gave her three rules that morning. I said, you got three rules. What? Don’t engage. What does that mean? Don’t engage. If you see whispers, don’t engage it. Walk away.”
Taylor: “Don’t ask no questions. Don’t go confirming nothing. Don’t go asking nothing. And stick to the plan.”
Taylor: “What’s the rules? Don’t engage. Don’t ask no questions. Stick to the plan. Thank you. Now go make whatever the f— you want to go make in the kitchen.”

Barrett has heard the same thing from Yash.

Barrett: “Lala’s just — we got to hand her the ball and tell her to run.”
Taylor: “Yeah. That’s it. Just stay focused, bro. Just do what I say. Do as I say, not as I do. I can do that. You can’t do that.”
Taylor: “She never does, because I’ve tried to give her a little test, like, okay, go. She blows everything. Everything just gets messed up. I can’t send her as a messenger for nothing. It’s hilarious, actually.”

And the kindest thing she says about her all night.

Taylor: “She’s gonna watch back and be like, oh, that’s how I didn’t go home.”

They finish on the Blockbuster she wants.

Taylor: “I think this week is going to be kind of physical.”
Barrett: “You could get that rope one finally.”
Taylor: “If it’s the rope one, I’m taking it. I wonder if the rope is heavy. It don’t matter. It’s two minutes.”
Barrett: “I hope it’s the rope one.”

Then dinner, which she has decided to skip.

Taylor: “What you eating for dinner?”
Barrett: “I don’t know. I had some of Drew’s calzone earlier.”
Taylor: “I don’t know. Sleep. I might eat sleep tonight.”
Barrett: “Eat some sleep?”
Taylor: “I’m not really hungry. I didn’t get out of bed until like 12. I just laid there, kept dozing off.”