Magnolia

AVI: No need for braces, Donnie.

DONNIE: THAT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSSINESS. I HAVE BEEN A GOOD WORKER, A GOOD AND LOYAL WORKER FOR YOU, YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE.

AVI: HEY FUCK YOU DON WATCH IT NOW.

AVI: Your teeth are straight.

DONNIE: I need corrective oral surgery. I need the braces.

AVI: Don, you got hit by lightning that time in Tahoe, you went on vacation, I don't think braces is a good idea --

DONNIE: I can't believe you're gonna do this to me, the situation I'm in, I don't -- Avi: You know what? Being hit by lighting doesn't matter for getting braces, ok? Now Solomon, let me just ask you once: Please. Please. Don't do this.

AVI: How are you paying tor the braces, Donnie?

DONNIE: I don't know.

AVI: What surery?

DONNIE: Oral surgery. Corrective teeth surgery.

BURT: Call 911. Call 911 right now.

JIMMY: No, no, no. I'm fine. It's small, I wanna keep going --

BURT: no, no, c'mon Jimmy we need to call this quits and you need to see a doctor.

JIMMY: I'm telling you right now, I'm fine. I lost my goddamn balance and I couldn't see a moment, but I'm ok.

BURT: Call 911, Mary, do it right now.

JIMMY: You fuckin' don't do that. You don't do it, you cocksucker. I'll fuckin' kill you with my barehands. Go. get the fuck fuck -- we're going back and we finish the show --

BURT: Jimmy you look like you're about to fuckin' die right here --

JIMMY: Shut it. Shut yer fuckin' mouth.

BURT: You okay? huh? Jimmy?

JIMMY: And the book says: "We may by through with the past, but the past ain't through with us."

BURT: C'mon, Jimmy, snap up, snap up --

JIMMY: In my sleep, Burt.

JIMMY: It's been the same fuckin' thing for thirty years, Burt --

BURT: These adults are tough enough, I think you'll be surprised -- the Mexican's a bit of a question mark --

BURT: You smell like trouble --

JIMMY: I'm fuckin' hammered, Burt.

BURT: You ok?

JIMMY: ooohhhhhh no.

JANET: Hello?

CHAD: Ok. Janet you have Phil Parma --

JANET: Hello, Phil.

CHAD: Hey, Janet, it's Chad.

JANET: What's wrong?

CHAD: Nothing's wrong, I just got some guy on the phone on my other line, he's says he works for this guy, this guy who's Frank's father --

JANET: -- no,no,no what is this? who? What's this guy's name?

PHIL: Yeah, hey. Chad.

CHAD: Alright, so I'm gonna transfer you over to Frank's assitant, Janet she's gonna see what she can do --

PHIL: Thank you, Chad, and good luck to you and your mother --

CHAD: Thank you. Thank you very much.

CHAD: Why don't they have the same last name? They don't have the same last name.

PHIL: I know -- and I can't really explain that, but I have a feeling there's something, some situation between them, like they don't really know each other much or well, something like they don't talk much anymore --

CHAD: Uh-huh.

PHIL: Does this sound weird?

CHAD: Well I'm not sure why you're calling me.

PHIL: There's no number for Frank in any of Earl's stuff and he's pretty out of it -- I mean, like I said, he's dying, y'know. Dying of Cancer.

CHAD: What kind of Cancer?

PHIL: Brain and Lung.

CHAD: My mother had breast cancer.

PHIL: It's rough. I'm sorry, did she make it?

CHAD: Oh, she's fine.

PHIL: Oh that's good.

CHAD: It was scary though.

PHIL: It's a helluva disease.

CHAD: Sure is. So why call me?

PHIL: Hi, hello, great. This is Seduce and Destroy?

CHAD: It is. Can I have your home phone number with area code?

PHIL: Well I don't want to order anything, you see. I have a situation, a situation just come up that's really pretty serious and I'm not sure who I should talk to or what I should do but could you maybe put me in touch with the right person if I explain myself?

CHAD: I'm really only equipped to take orders --

PHIL: Well can you connect me to someone else?

CHAD: Well what's the situation?

PHIL: Well, ok. Lemme see how I explain this without it seeming kinda crazy, but here go: I'm, my name is Phil Parma and I work for a man named Earl Partridge -- Mr. Earl Partidge. I'm his nurse. He's a very sick man. He's a dying man and he's sick and he's asked me to help him, to help him find his son -- Hello? Are you there, hello?

CHAD: I'm here, I'm listening.

PHIL: OK. See: Frank TJ Macky is Earl Partridge's son....

JIMMY: Your mother wants to hear from you --

CLAUDIA: GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE.

JIMMY: Please put your clothes on, please --

CLAUDIA: YOU BURN IN BELL. You burn in hell and you deserve it -- YOU GET THE FUCK OUT.

JIMMY: Honey.

CLAUDIA: GET OUT.

CLAUDIA: What the fuck do you want?

JIMMY: I want to sit. I want to talk to you.

CLAUDIA: Don't sit down.

JIMMY: ...I want to....I want so many things, Claudia. Maybe we can just talk to straighten our things out....there are so many things that I want to tell you --

CLAUDIA: I don't wanna talk to you.

JIMMY: Please. It doesn't have to be now. Maybe we can make a date to sit down, I didn't mean to walk in on you like this --

CLAUDIA: Why are you here, why are you doing this? Coming in here -- you wanna call me a whore?

JIMMY: I don't want you to think that I'm that way to you -- I'm not gonna call you a slut or something --

CLAUDIA: Yeah, yeah right -- what the fuck are doing? WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN MY HOUSE?

JIMMY: Don't yell, honey. Please don't go crazy --

CLAUDIA: I'M NOT CRAZY. Don't you tell me I'm crazy.

JIMMY: I'm not saying that, I'm sorry --

CLAUDIA: I'M NOT CRAZY. You're the one. You're the one who's wrong. You're the one --

JIMMY: I have something, so much -- I'm sick, Claudia. I'm sick.

CLAUDIA: Get out of here, get the fuck out of my house --

JIMMY: Now STOP IT and LISTEN to me right now. I AM DYING, I GOT SICK...now I fell down and I'm Not...DON'T --

CLAUDIA: GET THE FUCK OUT.

JIMMY: I'm dying, Claudia. I have cancer. I have cancer and I'm dying, soon. It's metastasized in my bones and I --

CLAUDIA: FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU, YOU GET OUT.

JIMMY: I'm not lying to you, I'm not --

CLAUDIA: FUCK YOU. YOU GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE.

JIMMY: baby, please, please --

CLAUDIA: I'M NOT YOUR BABY, I'M NOT YOUR GIRL. I'm not your fuckin' baby --

CLAUDIA: Wanna call me a slut now, something?

JIMMY: No. No.

CLAUDIA: What do you want? Why are you here?

JIMMY: I'd like to talk to you. Your boyfriend let me in, I just knocked on the door --

CLAUDIA: He's not my boyfriend.

CLAUDIA: ...what the fuck is this...?

JIMMY: It's me. Claudia. It's me.

CLAUDIA: Let me go, leave me, let me go, it's ok, please.

JIM KURRING: please, what is it, please --

CLAUDIA: just let me walk out, ok?

CLAUDIA: ....now that I've met you.... Would you object to never seeing me again?

JIM KURRING: What?

CLAUDIA: Just say no.

JIM KURRING: I won't say, no, wait, Claudia --

JIM KURRING: Well.

CLAUDIA: That felt good to do...to do what I wanted to do.

JIM KURRING: Yeah.

CLAUDIA: Can I tell you something?

JIM KURRING: Yeah, of course.

CLAUDIA: I'm really nervous that you're gonna hate me soon. That you're gonna find stuff out about me and you're gonna hate me --

JIM KURRING: -- no, like what, what do you mean?

CLAUDIA: You're a police officer. You have so much, so many good things and you seem so together...so all straight and put together without problems.

JIM KURRING: I lost my gun.

CLAUDIA: What?

JIM KURRING: I lost my gun after I left you today and I'm the laughing stock of a lot of people. I wanted to tell you that. I wanted you to know...and it's on my mind and it makes me look like a fool and I feel like a fool and you asked that we should say things, that we should say what we're thinknig and not lie about things and I'll tell you that, this: that I lost my gun and I'm not a good cop...and I'm looked down at...and I know that....and I'm scared that once you find that out you might not like me.

CLAUDIA: Oh my god, Jim. Jim, that was so --

JIM KURRING: I'm sorry --

CLAUDIA: That was so great what you just said.

JIM KURRING: I haven't been on a date since I was married and that was three years ago....and Claudia...whatever you wanna tell me, whatever you think might scare me, won't...and I will listen...I will be a good listener to you if that's what you want...and you know, you know...I won't judge you.... I can do that sometimes, I know, but I won't...I can...listen to you and you shouldn't be scared of scaring me off or anything that you might think I'll think or on and on and just say it and I'll listen to you....

CLAUDIA: You don't how fuckin' stupid I am.

JIM KURRING: It's ok.

CLAUDIA: You don't know how crazy I am.

JIM KURRING: It's ok.

CLAUDIA: I've got troubles.

JIM KURRING: I'll take everything at face value. I'll be a good listener to you.

CLAUDIA: Ohhhh I started this, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I, fuck.

JIM KURRING: Say what you want and you'll see --

CLAUDIA: Wanna kiss me, Jim?

JIM KURRING: Yes I do.

JIM KURRING: Wow....huh..."...piss and shit..."

CLAUDIA: What?

JIM KURRING: You really use strong language.

CLAUDIA: I'm sorry --

JIM KURRING: -- no, no, it's fine. Fine.

CLAUDIA: I didn't mean...it's seems vulgar or something, I know --

JIM KURRING: It's fine.

CLAUDIA: I'm sorry.

JIM KURRING: ...nothing. I'm sorry...

CLAUDIA: No, I'm sorry. I'm saying I'm sorry. I talk like a jerk sometimes --

JIM KURRING: -- well I'm a real...y'know, straight when it comes to that...curse words I just don't use much --

CLAUDIA: I'm sorry.

CLAUDIA: I'm gonna run to the bathroom for a minute...maybe just --

JIM KURRING: ok.

CLAUDIA: ok.

CLAUDIA: Did you ever go out with someone and just....lie....question after question, maybe you're trying to make yourself look cool or better than you are or whatever, or smarter or cooler and you just -- not really lie, but maybe you just don't say everything --

JIM KURRING: Well, that's a natural thing, two people go out on a date, something. They want to impress people, the other person...or they're scared maybe what they say will make the other person not like them --

CLAUDIA: So you've done it --

JIM KURRING: Well I don't go out very much.

CLAUDIA: Why not?

JIM KURRING: I've never found someone really that I think I would like to go out with.

CLAUDIA: And I bet you say that to all the girls --

JIM KURRING: No, no.

CLAUDIA: You wanna make a deal with me?

JIM KURRING: ok.

CLAUDIA: What I just said...y'know, people afraid to say things....no guts to say the things that they...that are real or something...

JIM KURRING: ...yeah...

CLAUDIA: To not do that. To not do that that we've maybe done -- before --

JIM KURRING: Let's make a deal.

CLAUDIA: Ok. I'll tell you everything and you tell me everything and maybe we can get through all the piss and shit and lies that kill other people....

CLAUDIA: Do you wanna go tonight? I mean, are you working?

JIM KURRING: No, I'm off tonight. I would lov-like, to go tonight, I can pick you up, I can pick you up here at about what time? What time?

CLAUDIA: Eight o'clock?

JIM KURRING: What about ten o'clock, is that too late? I don't get off and then --

CLAUDIA: Oh sure yes, that's fine, late dinners are good. Should I get dressed up or -- ?

JIM KURRING: No, no, just casual maybe, maybe I thought -- there's a spot I like to go, it's real nice that overlooks a golf course and the course is lit up at night --

CLAUDIA: Billingsley's?

JIM KURRING: Yeah, You know it? You know Billingsley's?

CLAUDIA: It's my favorite place --

JIM KURRING: Oh, see? This is great. Ten o'clock.

CLAUDIA: Great, bye.

JIM KURRING: Bye.

JIM KURRING: I'm sorry, Claudia.

CLAUDIA: What is it? Did you forget something?

JIM KURRING: No, no. I was wondering...man oh man. I think I feel like a bit of a scum-bucket doing this, considering that I came here as an officer of the law and the situation and all this but I think I'd be a fool if I didn't do something I really want to do which is to ask you on a date.

CLAUDIA: You wanna go on a date with me?

JIM KURRING: Please, yes.

CLAUDIA: Well...is that illegal?

JIM KURRING: No.

CLAUDIA: Then...I'd like to go...What do you want to do?

JIM KURRING: I don't know. I haven't thought about it -- you know what -- that's not true -- I have thought about it. I've thought about going on a date with you since you opened the door.

CLAUDIA: Really?

JIM KURRING: Yeah.

CLAUDIA: I thought you were flirting with me a little.

JIM KURRING: This is my job.

CLAUDIA: We were just gettin' warmed up. We were just getting started.

JIM KURRING: Well if you listen' to that music too loud again and that fella returns maybe we'll share another cup of coffee --

CLAUDIA: If you're not here for a 422 --

JIM KURRING: No. No. Don't joke about that. That's not funny, Claudia. Please, now.

CLAUDIA: I'm sorry.

JIM KURRING: Ok, then. Keep your chin up and your music down, alright?

CLAUDIA: Yes. I will. It was nice to meet you Officer Jim.

JIM KURRING: Just Jim.

CLAUDIA: yeah, good, ok.

JIM KURRING: Bye, bye, Claudia.

CLAUDIA: Good bye.

CLAUDIA: --- yeah, yeah, I get in it in my ear. It's TMJ is what it's called technically.

JIM KURRING: What's that stand for?

CLAUDIA: Tempural-something-mandibular, thing with something, I dunno. But it affects my ear, I don't even know if I have TMJ exactly but just very tight, like - it's like a muscle spasm and it's just gets so clenched --

CLAUDIA: Ok, ok. I'm back.

JIM KURRING: This is, for not a fresh cup, a great cup of coffee, Claudia --

CLAUDIA: Thank you.

CLAUDIA: I'm gonna run to the bathroom real quick.

JIM KURRING: Okey-doke.

JIM KURRING: Is this boyfriend bothering you?

CLAUDIA: I don't have a boyfriend.

JIM KURRING: The gentleman who came to the door --

CLAUDIA: -- is not my boyfriend.

JIM KURRING: Many times, in damestic abuse situations the young lady is afraid to speak, but I have to tell you that, being a police officer, I've seen it happen: Young woman afraid to speak, next thing you know, I'm gettin' a call on the radio, I got a 422 --

CLAUDIA: It's not -- what's a 422?

JIM KURRING: It's where situations like these lead, Claudia, unless you do something about it early, if and when the police call and come for help. Now there are certain measures you can take --

CLAUDIA: It's not my boyfriend -- and it's not anything -- it's over. Really. It's not. He won't came back.

JIM KURRING: I don't wanna have to come back here in an hour and find that there's been another disturbance.

CLAUDIA: You won't. You won't have to.

JIM KURRING: But I wouldn't mind comin' back in an hour just to see your pretty face!

CLAUDIA: I don't know how fresh it's gonna be --

JIM KURRING: Oh, it'll be fine, I'm sure, Claudia.

CLAUDIA: You take cream or sugar?

JIM KURRING: That'd be fine. So, Claudia, lemme just say, so I can get my role of LAPD officer out of the way before we enjoy our coffee I'm not gonna write you up or anything, I'm not gonna give you a citation here -- but the real problem we have is that there are people around here, people that work from their homes, people tryin' to get some work done, and if you're listenin' to your music that loud: They're incovenienced by that. If you had a job you'd probably understand, but I see you like listenin' to your music and that's fine, you're just gonna wanna keep it down at a certain volume, maybe memorize what number you see on the dial and just always put it to that -- If it's the middle of the day -- that's what I do -- just put it on two and a half and that's a good listening level, alright? I see you like listenin' to your music loud, but, hey, forget about the neighbors, you end up damaging your own ears ok?

CLAUDIA: Yeah.

JIM KURRING: Arlight, then. Cheers.

JIM KURRING: got some coffee brewing, huh?

CLAUDIA: Yeah...it's not...it's been on for a bit --

JIM KURRING: I like iced coffee, generally, but a day like this, rain and what not, I enjoy a warm cup --

CLAUDIA: -- do you wanna cup?

JIM KURRING: That's great, thank you.

CLAUDIA: What are you lookin' for?

JIM KURRING: Claudia: Why don't you let me handle the questions and you handle the answers, ok?

CLAUDIA: ok.

JIM KURRING: You just move in here?

CLAUDIA: About two years ago.

JIM KURRING: Bit messy.

CLAUDIA: Yeah.

JIM KURRING: I'm a bit of a slob myself.

CLAUDIA: Yeah.

JIM KURRING: You and your boyfriend have a party last night?

CLAUDIA: I don't have a boyfriend.

JIM KURRING: You mind if I check things back here?

CLAUDIA: It's fine.

CLAUDIA: No.

JIM KURRING: I got a call of a disturbance, screaming and yelling, loud music. Has there been some screaming and yelling?

CLAUDIA: Yes. I had someone come to my door, someone I didn't want here and I told them to leave -- so -- it's no big deal. They left. I'm sorry.

JIM KURRING: Was it a boyfriend of yours?

CLAUDIA: No.

JIM KURRING: You don't have a boyfriend?

CLAUDIA: No.

JIM KURRING: Who was it?

CLAUDIA: I was...he's gone...I mean it's not. It's over, y'know --

CLAUDIA: Wilson.

JIM KURRING: Ok. Claudia Wilson: You tryin' to go deaf?

CLAUDIA: What?

JIM KURRING: Did you hear what I said?

CLAUDIA: Yeah, but I don't know --

JIM KURRING: -- listenin' to that music so loud: You Tryin' To Damage Your Ears?

CLAUDIA: No.

JIM KURRING: Well if you keep listenin' to the music that loud you're not only gonna damage your ears but your neighbors ears.

CLAUDIA: I didn't realize it was that loud.

JIM KURRING: And that could be the sign of a damaged ear drum, you understand?

CLAUDIA: Yeah.

JIM KURRING: You got the TV on too, keep those on at that same time usually?

CLAUDIA: For what?

JIM KURRING: Ok. For one thing, we're gonna need to turn that music down so we can talk, ok?

CLAUDIA: I'm sorry.

CLAUDIA: Yes.

JIM KURRING: No one else in there with you?

JIM KURRING: ...yeah...

CLAUDIA: I'm sorry, I had to get dressed.

JIM KURRING: OPEN THE DOOR.

CLAUDIA: I'm coming!

CLAUDIA: uh...uh...What is it?

JIM KURRING: It's the LAPD, can you open the door, please?

CLAUDIA: ...Hello...?

JIM KURRING: LAPD. Open the door.

JIM KURRING: You live alone?

CLAUIDA: Yes.

JIM KURRING: What's your name?

CLAUIDA: Claudia.

JIM KURRING: Claudia What?

CLAUIDA: No, what's wrong?

JIM KURRING: You mind if I come in, check things?

JIM KURRING: -- you the resident here?

CLAUIDA: Yes.

JIM KURRING: You alone in there?

COCKTAIL WAITRESS: Diet Coke.

DONNIE: I want a shot of tequila too.

COCKTAIL WAITRESS: -- what kind?

DONNIE: It doesn't matter.

COCKTAIL WAITRESS: Hello. You're back again, huh?

DONNIE: yeah, yes, hi, hello.

COCKTAIL WAITRESS: -- can I get you?

DONNIE: Diet Coke.

CYNTHIA: What happend, what's going on?

STANLEY: NOTHING. NOTHING HAPPEND. GO AWAY.

CYNTHIA: Don't tell me to go away, Stanley. I am the Co-ordinator in this show and you will answer the questions that I ask, you understand?

STANLEY: I have to go to the bathroom, Cynthia.

CYNTHIA: Jesus Christ, Stanley, you can't go to the bathroom now. You have exactly one minute before we're back on the air, this is NOT the time to go to the bathroom.

STANLEY: I'm, I need to go, I'm gonna --

CYNTHIA: C'mon guys, settle down --

STANLEY: Cynthia?

CYNTHIA: What?

STANLEY: How much time do we have?

CYNTHIA: Not enough, what do you want?

STANLEY: I should maybe go to the bathroom.

CYNTHIA: Can you hold it?

STANLEY: I don't know.

CYNTHIA: Just hold it, you'll be fine.

STANLEY: Where's the news department at this studio?

CYNTHIA: It's upstairs.

STANLEY: Have you ever been there?

CYNTHIA: Sure, why?

STANLEY: I'm wondering about the weather department. I'm wonderin' wether or not the weather people use outside meteorlogical services or if they have in-house instruments?

CYNTHIA: I can check on that for you, maybe we can take a tour --

STANLEY: Ok.

STANLEY: I'm fine. Yes. I'm fine.

CYNTHIA: Ready to go,go,go?

STANLEY: Where's Richard and Julia?

CYNTHIA: They're here, they're fine. In the dressing room. See you later --

CYNTHIA: Richard, shut it and keep it down.

RICHARD: If he hadn't pissed his pants, we woulda won. We fucking had this game.

CYNTHIA: Let's go, c'mon, get up --

RICHARD: Did we win or lose, I mean --?

CYNTHIA: I don't know, Richard, they need to talk it over --

RICHARD: What do you mean, "like what?" -- you could get endorsments and shit --

CYNTHIA: -- Richard.

RICHARD: Bite it, Cynthia. You could get free things from people that want you to endorse their products.

DIXON: I - just - thought - that - I - didn't want - I - didn't - I - didn't -

WORM: It's ok, boy.

DIXON: DADDY, FUCK, DADDY, DON'T GET MAD AT ME. DON'T GET MAD AT ME -- JUST GIMME YOUR MONEY.

WORM: I'm not mad, son, I will not be mad at you and it's ok and please put it down and I won't be mad and I won't --

DIXON: DAD.

WORM: It's ok --

DIXON: We gotta get his money so we can get outta here -- we gotta --

WORM: That idea is over now. We're not gonna do that now.

DIXON: GIVE US YOUR MONEY MAN.

WORM: Son, don't --

DIXON: BULLSHIT, BULLSHIT DAD WE GOTTA GET HIS MONEY --

WORM: -- no.

DIXON: GIVE US YOUR MONEY.

WORM: Put the gun down, please, boy.

DIXON: GIVE US YOUR MONEY, KID.

WORM: Son, please, now....

DIXON: DAD --

WORM: Please, boy, put it down and it's ok.

DIXON: DADDY! DAD! DAD WHAT THE HELL IS GOIN' ON?

WORM: Stay quiet...stay quiet, son --

DIXON: LET'S GO, LET'S GO, LET'S GET HIS MONEY AND GO -- DID YOU GET HIS MONEY? DID YOU GET IT? DID YOU GET HIS MONEY, DAD?

WORM: No, Son...be quiet...be quiet now...

DIXON: C'mon, Dad. We gotta just GET HIS MONEY AND GO, LET'S GO. Let's get the money --

WORM: We're not gonna do that now. We're not gonna do that now and that's over.

DIXON: BULLSHIT. BULLSHIT, DAD WE NEED TO GET HIS MONEY AND GO.

DIXON: Did you listen to me?

JIM KURRING: I was listening --

DIXON: -- I told you who did it and you're not listening to me.

JIM KURRING: -- and I'm through playin' games.

DIXON: Presence - with a double ass meaning gifts I bestow, with my riff, and my flow but you don't hear me though think fast, catch me, yo cause I throw what I know with a Resonance - fo'yo'trouble-ass fiend in weenin yo-self off the back of the shelf Jackass crackas, bodystackas dicktootin niggas, masturbatin' yo trigga butcha y'all just fake-ass niggas --

JIM KURRING: -- watch the mouth, homeboy, I don't need to hear that word --

DIXON: -- livin' to get older with a chip on your shoulder 'cept you think you got a grip, cauze you hip gotta holster? Ain't no confessor, so busta, you best just Shut The fuck up, try to listen and learn --

JIM KURRING: Alright, alright, cut it, coolio. That's enough with the mouth and the language.

DIXON: I'm almost done.

JIM KURRING: Finish it up without the lip.

DIXON: Check that ego - come off it - I'm the profit - the proffesor Ima teach you 'bout The Worm, who eventually turned to catch wreck with the neck of a long time oppressor And he's runnin from the devil, but the debt is always gaining And if he's worth being hurt, he's worth bringin' pain in - When the sunshine don't work, the Good Lord bring the rain in.

DIXON: Now that shit will help you SOLVE the case.

JIM KURRING: Whatever that meant, I'm sure it's real helpful Ice-T.

JIM KURRING: Ok. Listen. You: c'mere.

DIXON: No.

JIM KURRING: You wanna disrespect an officer of the law?

DIXON: I can help you solve the case, I can tell you who did it.

JIM KURRING: Are you a joker? huh? Tellin' jokes?

DIXON: I'm a rapper.

JIM KURRING: Oh, you're a rapper, huh? You got a record contract?

DIXON: Not yet -- "give you the clue for the bust if you show me some trust --"

JIM KURRING: Have you ever been to Juvenille Hall?

DIXON: I ain't fuckin with you --

JIM KURRING: Hey. Watch the mouth. Watch it.

DIXON: C'mon, man, just watch me, watch and listen --

JIM KURRING: Go. Hurry up. Let's go.

DIXON: How much you pay me for my help?

JIM KURRING: I think it's more complicated than that little man.

DIXON: Put me on the payroll, find out, find out wassup --

JIM KURRING: You don't just sign up to be a police officer -- it's about three years of training -- ok?

DIXON: I'm trained, I'm ready to go, you wanna buy some candy to help underprivelaged youth in the --

JIM KURRING: Sorry, little man.

DIXON: You wanna take my statement, I'll perform for you, gotta get paid though, gotta get PAID.

JIM KURRING: Why the hell aren't you in school?

DIXON: No school today. My teacher got sick.

JIM KURRING: They don't have substitute teachers where you go to school?

DIXON: Nope. So what'd they find out in there?

JIM KURRING: That's confidential information, little man.

DIXON: Tell me what you know, I'll tell you what I know --

JIM KURRING: No Can Do.

DIXON: Leave this one to the detectives, they ain't gonna solve shit, I can help you, make you the man with a plan, give you the gift that I flow -- think fast -- you wanna know who killed that guy?

JANET: Phil, hang in just one more minute ok? I'm gonna put you on hold -- Doc you still there?

DOC: Yeah, I'm here, I'm off the elevator, walking down the hall, now --

DOC: What happend?

JANET: Doc, just - don't, how close are you?

DOC: I'm about to get off the elevator --

DOC: I'm walking towards the elevator's, Janet.

JANET: Fine. Phil, you still there?

JANET: Doc it's Janet.

DOC: What's up?

JANET: I have to talk to Frank, is he nearby?

DOC: He's doing the interview with the lady --

JANET: I need you to interupt him, I need to get him on the phone with me right away --

DOC: What happend?

JANET: Doc, go get Frank and put him on the phone.

DONNIE: I love you. I love you and I'm sick. I'II talk to you....I'll talk to you tommorrow. I'm getting corrective oral surgery tomorrow. For my teeth. For my teeth and for you....for you so we can speak. You have braces. Me too. Me too. I'm getting braces, too. For you. For you, dear Brad. And I don't have any money. And I don't have any money now but I'II get it...I will for you, Brad. I love you, Brad. Brad the Bartender. You wanna love me back? Love me back and I'll be good to you. I'II be god damn good for you. And I won't be mad if you don't know who said what. I won't punish you if you get the answer wrong. I can teach and tell you: Samuel Johnson.

THURSTON: Brad, honey, you have a special secret crush over here I think, don't take him too lovely -- he might get hurt --

DONNIE: You mind your own bussines.

THURSTON: Gently, son --

DONNIE: Brad, I know you don't love me now --

THURSTON: "It's a dangerous thing to confuse chidlren with angels..."

DONNIE: -- and you wanna know the common element for the entire group, like he asks...I'll tell you the answer: I'll tell you, 'cause I had that question. I had that same question....Carbon. In pencil led, it's in the form of graphite and in coal, it's all mixed up with other impurities and in the diamond it's in hard form. "Well...all we were asking was the common element, Donnie...but thank you for all that unnecessary knowledge...ahhh, Kids! Full of useless thoughts, eh?" Thank you. Thank you. And the book says: "We may be through with the past but the past is not through with us." And NO IT'S NOT DANGEROUS TO DO THAT.

DONNIE: I confuse melancholy and depression sometimes....

THURSTON: Mmm.Hmm.

DONNIE: You see?

THURSTON: Why don't you run along now friend, your dessert is getting cold.

DONNIE: I'm sick.

THURSTON: Stay that way.

DONNIE: I'm sick and I'm in love.

THURSTON: You seem the sort of person who confuses the two.

DONNIE: That's right. That's the first time you're right. I CONFUSE THE TWO AND I DON'T CARE.

DONNIE: "If a brick weighs one pound plus one half brick -- how much does the brick weigh?" "Well if subtracting the half of brick from the whole brick you got one half of brick, equals one pound so therefore the brick equals two pounds --" "A little more than kin and less than kind," is Hamlet to Claudius. "The sins of the father laid upon the children," is Merchant of Venice but borrowed from Exodus 20:5 and "win her with gifts if she respects not words," is Two Gentleman from Verona. Where? Who? How and Why, Kids?

THURSTON: "Why don't you shut the fuck up," is me to you, Chapter Right Here, Verse Right Now.

THURSTON: Things go round 'n round, don't they?

DONNIE: Yes they do, they do, but I'll make my dreams come true, you see? I will.

THURSTON: This sounds Sad as a Weeping Willow.

DONNIE: I used to be smart but now I'm just stupid.

THURSTON: Shall we drink to that?

THURSTON: It was the lovely Samuel Johnson who also spoke of a fella "Who was not only dull but a cause of dullness in others."

DONNIE: "The" cause of dullness in others --

THURSTON: Picky, picky.

DONNIE: -- and lemme tell you this: Samuel Johnson never had his life shit on and taken from him and his money stolen -- who took his life and his money? His parents? His mommy and daddy? Make him live this life like this -- "A man of genius" gets shit on as a child and that scars and it hurts and have you ever been hit by lighting? It hurts and it doesn't happen to everyone, it's an electrical charge that finds it's way across the universe and lands in your body and your head -- and as for "ruined but by himself," not if his parents take his friggin' life and his money and tell you to do this and do that and if you don't? well, what --

THURSTON: Who was it that said: "A man of genius has seldom been ruined but by himself."

DONNIE: -- Samuel Johnson.

THURSTON: But you're alright now, so what's the what?

DONNIE: What?

THURSTON: That's right.

DONNIE: I used to be smart but now I'm just stupid.

THURSTON: Brad, dear?

DONNIE: ....do you know who I am?

THURSTON: You're a friend of the family I presume?

DONNIE: What? What does that mean?

THURSTON: Nothing special, just a spoke in the wheel.

DONNIE: You talk in rhymes and riddles and ra...rub-adub --- but that doesn't mean anything to me, see....see...see I used to be smart....I'm Quiz Kid Donnie Smith. I'm Quiz Kid Donnie Smith from the tv --

THURSTON: Might of been before my time.

DONNIE: Just throw some money around. Money, money, money.

THURSTON: This sounds threatening.

DONNIE: Do you have love in your heart?

THURSTON: I have love all over. I even have love for you, friend.

DONNIE: Is it real love?

THURSTON: Well --

DONNIE: -- the kind of love that makes you feel that intagible joy. Pit of your stomach. Like a bucket of acid and nerves running around and making you hurt and happy and all over you're head over heels....?

THURSTON: Well you lost me with the last couple of cocktail words spoken, m'boy, but I believe it's that sort of love. Sounds nice to me.

DONNIE: I have love.

THURSTON: A very chatty-kind, you do, indeed, it seems.

DONNIE: No. I mean, I'm telling you: I'm telling you that I have love.

THURSTON: And I'm listening avidly, fellow.

DONNIE: My name is Donnie Smith and I have lot's of love to give.

DONNIE: You look like you've got money in your pocket.

THURSTON: Maybe I'm just happy to see my friend, Brad there.

SOLOMON: Give me your keys, Don.

DONNIE: PLEASE DON'T DO THIS!

SOLOMON: GIMME YOUR FUCKIN' KEYS.

DONNIE: I don't know.

SOLOMON: You were gonna ask me weren't you?

DONNIE: I've been a good worker, Solomon. A hard and loyal --

DONNIE: I've been a good worker --

SOLOMON: Don't do this, Don.

SOLOMON: And how much is braces?

DONNIE: It's...doesn't matter....

SOLOMON: What is that?

DONNIE: Braces.

SOLOMON: Braces?

DONNIE: Yes.

SOLOMON: You don't need braces.

DONNIE: Yes I do.

SOLOMON: Your teeth are fine.

DONNIE: I don't have any money, Solomon. If you fire me --

SOLOMON: -- I give you money, I give you a paycheck. Your sales suck, Don. I give, I give. When I find you, when I meet you, what? I put you on the billboard, I put you in the store, my salesman, my fucking representation of Solomon and Solomon Electronic, Quiz Kid Donnie Smith from the game show --

DONNIE: I lent my name, my celebrity. Exactly --

SOLOMON: FUCK YOU. I pay you, I paid you. I give you a fucking chance and a chance and over and over, over you let me down. I trust you with so much. The keys to my store, the codes to my locks, the life, the blood of my bussiness and return is smashing in seven-eleven, late, always late, loans -- I loaned you money for your kitchen that you never did --

DONNIE: I paid you back.

SOLOMON: Two years! Two years later and out of your paycheck, I never charge interest --

DONNIE: Solomon, please. Please. I am so fucked here if you do this. This is the worst timing. The worst timing I could ever imagine. I need to keep working. I have so many debts, so many things, I have, I have, I have -- I have surgery -- I have my oral surgery coming --

DONNIE: This is so fucked, Solomon. I don't deserve this.

SOLOMON: Don't get strong, Donnie. This is making sense, this making a lot of sense. You are not doing the job, the job I ask you to do, a job I give you. Over and over and over and I'm sorry. But I'm not gonna say I'm sorry that much more.

DONNIE: Solomon: I am in the middle of so much. So much in my life and this is -- If you do this, if you fire me: I Am Fucked. I can't really explain much, but please, please, I've worked here for four years, four years I've given you and I'm, I'm, I mean what? I'm sorry I was late. I had a car accident. I accidentaly drove into a seven-eleven. It was not my fault.

DONNIE: ...please...

SOLOMON: Don't Donnie. Don't do it.

DR. LANDON: This is the number for Hospice. Ok. Now. As far as the morphine pills go, there is something else to consider that can take the pain away that he is in, there is a very strong and very potent solution of liquid morphine....it's a little bottle, with an eye dropper and it's easy to get in his mouth and drop on his tounge and it will certainly diminish the pain that he is in but you have to realize that once you give it to him; there really is no coming back, I mean, it will certainly cure his pain, but he will float in and out of consciousness, even worse than he is now, Linda. I mean, any sign of the recognizable Earl will pretty much go away --

LINDA: -- how the fuck can I say anything to that -- I don't know what to say to that --

DR. LANDON: The job here is to make him as comfortable as possible -- right now -- our job is to just try and make it as painless as possible. Right? You understand?

LINDA: -- he's fucking dying, he's dying as we're sitting here and there isn't a fucking thing -- jesus, how can you tell me to calm down?

DR. LANDON: I can help you through this the best I know how but there are certain things you are gonna have to be strong about and take care of, now we can go over them, but I need to know that you're listening to me, ok?

LINDA: I just, I just -- I just -- I'm just in a fucking state, I know he's going and it's like I don't know how -- just tell me practical things -- What the fuck do I do with his body? What happens when he dies? That next moment: What? What do I do? Then What?

DR. LANDON: Well that's what Hospice will take care of for you. They will send a nurse, someone who can take care of all of that for you --

LINDA: He has Phil right now.

DR. LANDON: Phil's one of the nurses from the service?

LINDA: Yeah.

DR. LANDON: If you're happy with Phil taking care of him and helping you, that's fine, but contact Hospice to arrange for the body --

LINDA: -- you don't understand: it's more pain than before and the fucking morphine pills aren't working, he's -- past two days it's like he can't really swallow them and I don't know if they're going down -- I can't see inside his mouth anymore -- I'm up all night staring at him and I don't think the pills are going down and he moans and he hurts --

DR. LANDON: We can fix that, because I can give you -- are you listening?

LINDA: I'm listening. I'm getting better.

DR. LANDON: Do you wanna sit down?

LINDA: I need to sit down.

DR. LANDON: Ok. Linda: Earl is not gonna make it. He's dying. He is. He is dying very, very rapidly --

EARL: She had cancer...from her...in her stomach and I didn't go anywhere with her...and I didn't do a god thing... for her and to help her....shit...this bitch...the beautiful, beautiful bitch with perfect skin and child bearing hips and so soft...her namewasLilysee? He liked her though he did, his mom, Frank/Jack...he took care of her and she died. She didn't stick with him and he thinks and he hates me, ok...see...I'm...that's then what you get? ....are you still walkin' in that car...?

PHIL: What? Say it again...walking in the car?

EARL: ....getthat on the tv....there...

EARL: Do you know Lily? Phil..do you know her?

PHIL: No.

EARL: ...Lily...?

PHIL: No.

EARL: She's my love...my life...love of it... In school when you're 12 years old. In school, in six grade....and I saw her and I didn't go to that school...but we met. And my friend knew her...I would say, "What's that girl?" "How's that Lily?" "Oh, she's a bad girl...she sleeps with guys..." My friend would say this....but then sometime...I went to another school, you see? But then...when high school at the end, what's that? What is that? When you get to the end?

PHIL: Graduation?

EARL: No, no, the grade...the grade that you're in?

PHIL: Twelve.

EARL: Yeah...So I go to her school for that for grade twelve...and we meet...she was fuckin...like a doll...porcelain doll...and the hips...child bearing hips...y'know that? So beautiful. But I didn't have sex with anyone, you know? I was not...I couldn't do anything...always scared, y'know... she was...she had some boyfriends...they liked her y'know...but I didn't like that. I couldn't get over that I wasn't a man, but she was a woman. Y'see? Y'see I didn't make her feel ok about that....I would say, "How many men you been with?" She told me, I couldn't take it...take that I wasn't a man....because if I hadn't had sex with women...like as many women as she had men...then I was weak...a boy.... But I loved her...you understand? ....well, of course, I wanted to have sex with her...and I did and we were together....we met...age twelve, but then again...age seventeen...something, somethin... I didn't let her forget that I thought she was a bad...a slut.....a slut I would call her and hit her....I hit her for what she did...but we married...Lily and me and we married...but I cheated on her...over and over and over again...because I wanted to be a man and I couldn't let her be a woman...a smart, free person who was something...my mind then, so fuckin' stupid, so fuckin....jesus christ, what would I think...did I think....? ...for what I've done...She's my wife for thirty eight years...I went behind her... over and over...fucking asshole I am that I would go out and fuck and come home and get in her bed and say "I love you..." This'z Jack's mother. His mother Lily...these two that I had and I lost .... and this is the regret that you make...the regret you make is the something that you take...blah...blah...blah... something, something..... Gimme a cigarettee?

EARL: ...find him on the...Frank. His name's Frank Mackey --

PHIL: Frank Mackey. That's your son?

EARL: that'snotmy name...find Lily, gimmme that, give it --

EARL: This is so boring...so goddamn... and dying wish and all that, old man on a bed...fuck...wants one thing:

PHIL: It's ok.

PHIL: You wanna call him on the phone? We can call him, I can dial the phone if you can remember the number --

EARL: -- it's not him. it's not him. He's the fuckin' asshole...Phil..c'mere...

EARL: ...I can't hold onto this anymore...

PHIL: I'll get you another pain pill. Another morphine pill --

EARL: ...gimme that fuckin' phone...

PHIL: Who are you gonna call?

EARL: I wanna see this...where is he, do you know?

PHIL: Who?

EARL: Jack.

PHIL: Is Jack your son?

EARL: ...no...no goddamn use. I have a son, y'know?

PHIL: You do?

EARL: ...ah...

PHIL: Where is he?

EARL: I don't know...I mean, he's around, he's here, in town, y'know, but I don't know...he's a tough one...very.... Do you have a girlfriend, Phil?

PHIL: No.

EARL: Get a girlfriend.

PHIL: I'm trying.

EARL: And do good things with her...share the thing...all that bullshit is true, y'know...find someone and hold on all that...Where's Linda?

PHIL: She went out. She said she went out to run some errands. She'll be back.

EARL: She's a good girl. She's a little nuts, but she's a good girl I think. She's a little daffy.

PHIL: She loves you.

EARL: ...ah...maybe...yeah...she's a good one...

PHIL: When was the last time you talked to your son?

EARL: ....I dunn...o....maybe ten...five, fuck, fuck....that's another thing that goes --

PHIL: -- memory?

EARL: Time lines, y'know? I remember things but not so -- right there -- y'know?

PHIL: Yeah.

EARL: "yeah." the fuck do you know?

PHIL: I've seen it before.

EARL: Other fuckin' assholes like me.

PHIL: There's no asshole like you.

EARL: ...cocksucker....

PHIL: How come every word you say is either "cocksucker," or "shitballs," or "fuck?"

EARL: Do me a personal favor --

PHIL: Go fuck myself?

EARL: You got it.

PHIL: How's today then?

EARL: Fuckin' bullshit is what this is.

PHIL: Fuckin' bullshit is right, in'it?

FEMALE VOICE: Hello?

PHIL: Hi. Is Frank there?

FEMALE VOICE: I think you have the wrong number.

PHIL: I'm looking for Frank Mackey.

FEMALE VOICE: No.

PHIL: Is this 509-9027?

FEMALE VOICE: Yeah. You have the wrong number. There's no one named Frank here.

PHIL: Alright. Thank you.

FEMALE VOICE: Yep.

GWENOVIER: You're hurting a lot of people, Frank --

FRANK: -- fuck you.

FRANK: Time's up. Thank you for the interview.

GWENOVIER: So you sat it out, that's what you did?

FRANK: You requested my time and I gave it you, you called me a liar and made accusations. And you say, "If I'd known I wouldn't have asked," then it's not an attack? Well, I don't wanna be the sort of fella who doesn't keep his word. I gave you my time, Bitch. So fuck you now.

GWENOVIER: C'mon, Frank. What are you doing?

FRANK: What am I doing?

GWENOVIER: Yeah.

FRANK: I'm quietly judging you.

GWENOVIER: I'm confused about your past is the thing.

FRANK: Is that still lingering?

GWENOVIER: -- just to clarify --

FRANK: So boring, so useless --

GWENOVIER: I would just want to clear some things up:

FRANK: Thank you, Muffy. Funny thing is: This is an important element of, "Seduce and Destory:" "Facing the past is an important way in not making progress," that's something I tell my men over and over --

GWENOVIER: This isn't meant --

FRANK: -- and I try and teach the students to ask: What is it in aid of?

GWENOVIER: Are you asking me that?

FRANK: Yes.

GWENOVIER: Well, just trying to figure out who you are, and how you might have become --

FRANK: In aid of what?

GWENOVIER: I'm saying, Frank, in trying to figure out who you are --

FRANK: -- there's a lot more important things I'd like to put myself into --

GWENOVIER: It's all important --

FRANK: Not really.

GWENOVIER: It's not like I'm trying to attack you --

FRANK: This is how you wanna spend the time, then go, go, go -- you're gonna be surprised at what a waste it is -- "The most useless thing in the world is that which is behind me," Chapter Three --

GWENOVIER: We talked earlier about your mother. And we talked about your father and his death. And I don't want to be challenging or defeatist here, but I have to ask and I would want to clarify something -- something that I understand --

FRANK: I'm not sure I hear a question in there?

GWENOVIER: Do you remember a Miss Simms?

FRANK: I know alotta women and I'm sure she remembers me.

GWENOVIER: She does. From when you were a boy.

FRANK: Mm. Hm.

GWENOVIER: She lived in Tarzana.

FRANK: An old stomping ground --is this the "attack" portion of the interview, I figured this was coming sooner or later -- Is "the girl" coming in for the kill?

GWENOVIER: No, this is about getting something right and claryfying one of your answers to an earlier question --

FRANK: Go ahead and waste your time.

GWENOVIER: I was told that your mother died. That your mother died when you were young --

FRANK: And that's what you've heard?

GWENOVIER: I talked to Miss Simms. Miss Simms was your caretaker and neighbor after your mother died in 1980.

FRANK: -- that's right, that's right, and what I'M saying, that none of my competitors can say is this: That there is no need for insight or understanding. Things of the past! Gone, Over, Done. Do you realize how fucking miraculous this is? How fucking razor sharp and cutting edge and ahead of it's time this concept is? I'm talking about eliminating insight and understanding as human values. GOD DAMN I'M GOOD. There is no need for INSIGHT. There is no need for UNDERSTANDING. I have found a way to take any subjective human experience -- in other words -- all the terrible shit or all the great shit that you've had happen to you in your life -- and quickly and easily transform it in the unconscious mind through the subtle and cunning use of language. The "listener-patient" settles into a very light, very delicate, conversationally induced state: NOT A TRANCE, mind you, but a STATE. A state that is brand new. The System's state. What did I do? I REALIZED that concept and put it into practical "get my dick hard and fuck it" use. I'm gonna build a state for the seducer and the seducee to live, vote, breath, pay takes and party 'till dawn. I'm gonna teach methods of language that will help anyone get a piece of ass, tit and tail --

GWENOVIER: Let's talk about --

FRANK: I just realized this is for television, isn't it? I can't swear up and down like I just did.

GWENOVIER: It's fine. I can bleep it out.

FRANK: I warned you -- I get on a roll...

GWENOVIER: -- let's talk more about your background --

FRANK: Muffy -- coffee?

GWENOVIER: -- see, I thought you grew up here in the valley --

FRANK: Like I said, yeah --

GWENOVIER: All it takes is one second?

FRANK: Just one look, one hesitation, one subtle gesture for me to know -- And Bing-Bam-Boom I'm away on a tangent -- I get so fuckin' amped at these seminars and lemme tell you why: Because I Am What I Believe. I am what I teach, I do as I say, I live by these rules as religiously as I preach them: And you wanna know what? I'm gettin' pussy left, right, up, down, center and sideways.

GWENOVIER: I'm gonna start rolling --

FRANK: -- go, go, go. I'm givin' pearls here. And I'II tell you samethin' else: I'm not succeding in the bush because I'm Frank TJ Mackey. If anything, there are women out there that want to destroy me -- it makes it twice as hard for me, I run into some little muffin, knows who I am, knows my schemes and plans -- shit, she's gonna wanna fuck around, prove to her friends, say, "Yaddda-yadda-yadda, I saw that guy, he wasn't anything, didn't get me." So me? I'm runnin' on full throttle the whole fuckin' time. Dodging bullets left and right from terrorist blonde beauties. But I'II tell you this: The battle of the bush is being fought and won by Team Mackey. Can I have a cigarette?

GWENOVIER: Ok. So, lemme just ask you a couple questions to start --

GWENOVIER: That's fine. It's nice to meet you.

FRANK: Are we gonna tape some stuff now?

GWENOVIER: If you're up to it, I've got us set up in a suite upstairs --

FRANK: You got us a room so quick?

FRANK: Are you asking me a question?

GWEN: Well I guess the question is this: Do you remember Miss Simms?

GWEN: And you went to Van Nuys High, right?

FRANK: I don't how much I went -- but I was enrolled. I was such a loser back then. I was -- misguided, pathetic -- I was very fat. Not even close to what I am today. Not the Frank TJ Mackey you're eager to talk to because I was swimming in what was as opposed to I wanted.

GWEN: Where does that name come from?

FRANK: What name? My name?

GWEN: It's not your given name, right?

FRANK: My mother's name, actually. Good question. You've done you're research.

GWEN: And "Frank?"

FRANK: "Frank" was my mother's father.

GWEN: Ok. That's why. I had trouble locating your school records at Berkely and UCLA. Your name change -- they had no official enrollment --

FRANK: Oh, yeah. No, no, no. They wouldn't --

GWEN: They wouldn't?

FRANK: no, no, no. Certainly not. I wasn't officialy enrolled, that's right. Was that unclear?

GWEN: Kind of.

FRANK: I wouldn't want that to be misunderstood: My enrollment was totally unoffical because I was, sadly, unable to afford tuition up there. But there were three wonderful men who were kind enough to let me sit in on their classes, and they're names are: Macready, Horn and Langtree among others. I was completely independent financially, and like I said: One Sad Sack A Shit. So what we're looking at here is a true rags to riches story and I think that's what most people respond to in "Seduce," And At The End Of The Day? Hey -- it may not even be about picking up chicks and sticking your cock in it -- it's about finding What You Can Be In This World. Defining It. Controling It and saying: I will take what is mine. You just happen to get a blow job out of it, then hey-what-the-fuck- why-not? he.he.he.

GWEN: Where are you from originally?

FRANK: Around here.

GWEN: the valley?

FRANK: Hollywood, mainly.

GWEN: And what did your parents do?

FRANK: My father worked in televison. My mother -- this is gonna sound silly to you -- she was a librarian.

GWEN: Why does that sound silly?

FRANK: Well I guess it doesn't.

GWEN: Does you mother still work?

FRANK: She's retired.

GWEN: Are you close?

FRANK: She's my mother.

GWEN: What does she say about, "Seduce and Destroy."

FRANK: "Go Get 'Em, Honey."

GWEN: And your father?

FRANK: He passed away.

GWEN: I'm sorry.

FRANK: people die.

GWEN: I wouldn'tve asked --

FRANK: Not a problem.

GWEN: And you ended up at UC Berkely --

FRANK: From '84 to '89.

GWEN: Psychology major?

FRANK: Right.

GWEN: Do you have your masters?

FRANK: ...this close...

GWEN: In five years?

FRANK: I'm here. I'm here now. What do you want? Do you want anything?

PHIL: I don't think, he can't...

FRANK: ...just wait...Dad...you want something...can you say...

FRANK: So....Phil....um...I think I'm gonna step in and try and see him and say something if he can...talk...I mean:

PHIL: ...ok...

FRANK: Can you stand...back...maybe, I mean... just a little bit...in the room is ok, but back from us a little...

PHIL: yeah.

PHIL: I've heard your tapes on the phone.

FRANK: Oh yeah.

PHIL: When they put me on hold, to talk to you...they play the tapes. I mean: I'd seen the commercials and heard about you, but I'd never heard the tapes ....

FRANK: Uh. huh.

PHIL: It's interesting.

FRANK: Mmm.

FRANK: How long...you think?

PHIL: Um...soon tonight...I think, yes? Tommorrow...I mean...very soon...very...

FRANK: When did he go off chemo?

PHIL: About three weeks ago.

FRANK: .....have you ever seen this..I mean, never mind, you said --

PHIL: I work as a nurse, for a proffesion --

FRANK: Uh. huh.

PHIL: I'm really sorry.

FRANK: He's in here --?

PHIL: Yeah.

FRANK: How long have you taken care of him?

PHIL: For six months. I'm the day nurse...

FRANK: Uh-huh. What's going on?

PHIL: He's...I'm sorry...so sorry...I've seen this before, you know and you don't.... He's going very fast....Frank...um....

FRANK: Is he in pain?

PHIL: I just...he was...but I gave him, I just had to give him a small dose of liquid morphine. He hasn't been able to swallow the morphine pills so we now, I just had to go to the liquid morphine... For the pain, you understand?

FRANK: ...uh-huh...

PHIL: He's in here.

FRANK: Let's just wait one minute and stay here, okay?

PHIL: Ok.

PHIL: Hello. Frank. Frank TJ Mackey.

FRANK: ...are you Phil...?

PHIL: Yeah. I was trying to get in touch with you. We got dissconnected.

FRANK: I got your message. That you were trying to get me -- right?

PHIL: Yes. I didn't know how to find you. Earl asked me, so I looked through the adress books and there was no number, nothing --

FRANK: Is Linda here?

PHIL: She's not here, she went out. I'm sorry. This is all just so, I don't know what, what to do -- your Dad asked me to try and track you down. To get you and I did, I called the number -- Do you wanna come in?

FRANK: Yeah let's...maybe just stand.

PHIL: These Dogs'll calm down -- you just have to come in --

JIM KURRING: What the hell is this Marcie?

MARCIE: THAT'S NOT MINE.

JIM KURRING: This is the LAPD, if anyone is in the closet I want you to come out and show yourself to me, slowly and with your hands up --

MARCIE: THERE'S NO ONE IN THERE!

JIM KURRING: Marcie - quiet down! Now if anyone is in the closet, come out now --

MARCIE: THERE'S NO ONE IN MY MOTHERFUCKIN CLOSET AND STAY OUT OF MY BEDROOM, STAY OUT OF MY GOD DAMN BEDROOM.

JIM KURRING: -- do not do this -- my gun is drawn and If I Have To Open That Closet you will get shot -- Step Out Now.

JIM KURRING: This is the LAPD. If anyone is back here I want you to come out and I want you to show yourself to me with your hands in the air --

MARCIE: THERE'S NO ONE IN THERE. STAY OUT OF MY MOTHERFUCKIN BEDROOM.

MARCIE: WHAT'S THIS? WHAT'S THIS? GOD DAMN BULLSHIT. BULLSHIT. DON'T PUT THOSE --

JIM KURRING: Marcie - CALM DOWN. CALM DOWN and don't do this. I want you to stay --

JIM KURRING: No. No. Stay down, Marcie, sit back down on that couch --

MARCIE: I don't have to do a god damn thing.

JIM KURRING: --- What was that?

MARCIE: I didn't hear anything.

JIM KURRING: You just woke up. And what'd you have a party last night, the way this place looks?

MARCIE: I went out last night.

JIM KURRING: Ok. Marcie. Starting now I want you to have a new attitude with me. The more you play games, the more suspicious I'm gonna become that you've been up to something.

MARCIE: It's a free country, you can think anything you want.

JIM KURRING: Yes I can, Marcie. And until you start givin' me some straight answers: I'm gonna assume that some mischief has been goin' on here.

MARCIE: Mischief? What the fuck you talkin' about, mischief?

JIM KURRING: Bad and illegal behavior. That's what I mean. Ok? Mischief. Now have you been doin' some drugs today?

MARCIE: No.

JIM KURRING: You on any medication?

MARCIE: No.

JIM KURRING: Been drinkin' today?

MARCIE: It's ten o'clock in the morning --

MARCIE: I didn't do anything.

JIM KURRING: Maybe you didn't, but I'm here to find out about a disturbance. Some neighbors called said they heard screaming and a loud crash.

MARCIE: I don't know a loud crash.

JIM KURRING: And what about screaming?

MARCIE: I said: I DON'T KNOW. You can't just come in here and start pokin' around --

JIM KURRING: What's this, how did this happen?

MARCIE: What? What? What now?

JIM KURRING: Quietly, slow down, whoa --

MARCIE: You can't just come in here.

JIM KURRING: The door was open, I got a call --

MARCIE: You're just come in --

JIM KURRING: Calm down.

MARCIE: I am calm.

JIM KURRING: I got a call to this apartment, report of a disturbance --

MARCIE: There's no disturbance.

JIM KURRING: I got a call of a disturbance, you're door was open, I just wanna see what's goin' on --

MARCIE: There's no disturbance.

JIM KURRING: Then you've got nothin' to worry about.

MARCIE: You don't tell me, I know my rights, just come right in, you can't --

JIM KURRING: Don't test me, you wanna talk about what the law book says, we can do that, push me far enough and I'll take you to jail -- now calm down.

MARCIE: I AM CALM.

JIM KURRING: You're not calm. You're screamin' and yellin' and I'm here to check on a disturbance that was reported and that's what I'm gonna do - now are you alone in here?

MARCIE: I don't have to answer your questions.

JIM KURRING: No you don't: But I'm gonna ask you one more time: Are you alone in here?

MARCIE: What does it look like?

JIM KURRING: No one else in here?

MARCIE: You're here.

JIM KURRING: OK. That's true. Is anyone else, besides me and besides you in this house?

MARCIE: No. I said that.

JIM KURRING: Are you lyin' to me?

MARCIE: I live alone.

JIM KURRING: Maybe so, but I'm gonna ask you one more time: Is Anyone Else In This House Right Now?

MARCIE: No I Said.

JIM KURRING: Ok. What's your name?

MARCIE: Marcie.

JIM KURRING: Ok. Marice why don't you take a seat for me?

MARCIE: I preffer to stand.

JIM KURRING: I'm not askin', Marcie.

PAULA: Are you ok?

JIMMY: Fuck no.

PAULA: Come and tell me it's over and I'll walk away, Jimmy. I've fucked you behind your wife's back for three years, and you've fucked teenage girls behind mine for the same amount of time -- I'll walk away, you need something for your life, for your conscience, but don't put me in the middle --

JIMMY: I won't.

PAULA: What happend to you?

JIMMY: I got in trouble at school.

JIMMY: Thirty fuckin' years I've been with Rose, don't -- y'know -- with this, and I know what you think --

PAULA: All your other fluzzies?

JIMMY: Yeah. Yes.

PAULA: You're making me feel so dirty and shitty. I feel like a big piece of shit right now.

PAULA: Are you gonna tell her what you've done?

JIMMY: Yes.

PAULA: Will you say my name?

JIMMY: If she asks me any question I want to tell her. I want to tell her everything I've done.

PAULA: Well can you do me one favor and don't do that.

JIMMY: You look great.

PAULA: What the fuck is this, Jimmy?

JIMMY: ...you know...

PAULA: Did your wife find out?

JIMMY: No.

PAULA: Then what?

JIMMY: It's just...too late for me to be fuckin' around. I gotta stop. I gotta clean my brain of all the shit I've done that I shouldn't have done --

PAULA: -- that you shouldn't have done? That you regret, what? This? What's this? Fuck, man, c'mon. Treat me like an asshole, but treat me like an asshole.

JIMMY: I don't wanna have to lie to anyone. I don't want to hurt anyone else, anymore.

JIMMY: I can't fuckin' do this.

MARY: Are you alright?

JIMMY: Fuck. I think I'm gonna throw up, I think. I haven't thrown up since I was twenty years old.

MARY: Rose is on the phone and here's the cards for today --

JIMMY: Fifteen minutes ago, where were those cards?

MARY: I'm sorry.

JIMMY: I need you to get me Paula --

MARY: You want her right now?

JIMMY: Yes. Now. Find her. She's somewhere in the building --

MARY: We're on the air in twenty minutes, Jimmy.

JIMMY: Find her, get her and tell her I want to talk to her, Mary. Fucking hell.

STANLEY: I don't mean to cry, I'm sorry.

JIMMY: It's okay, Stanley. It's alright.

STANLEY: We are not on display. I am not a doll. I AM NOT A DOLL...I' M NOT SILLY AND CUTE. I'M SMART SO THAT SHOULDN'T MAKE ME SOMETHING, SOMETHING SO PEOPLE CAN WATCH HOW SILLY IT IS THAT HE'S SMART? I KNOW. I KNOW THINGS. I KNOW. I HAVE TO GO TO THE BATHROOM I HAVE TO GO TO THE BATHROOM AND I HAVE TO GO.

JIMMY: I'm sorry, Stanley.

JIMMY: What were you saying, Stanley?

STANLEY: I was saying...thinking maybe I'd get my own quiz show someday, Jimmy. Just like you!

JIMMY: I'm gonna need a full name, Stanley.

STANLEY: Jean Baptiste Poquelin Moliere.

STANLEY: Willa Cather.

JIMMY: For 25. Best known for the "tragedy and blood" genre, this author-playwright --

ROSE: You deserve to die alone for what you've done.

JIMMY: I don't know what I've done.

ROSE: Yes you do.

JIMMY: Stay here, please don't leave me, please, please, if I said I knew would you stay?

ROSE: No.

JIMMY: I don't know what I've done.

ROSE: You should know better.

ROSE: ...Jimmy...

JIMMY: I really don't know.

ROSE: But you can't say....

JIMMY: I don't know what I've done.

ROSE: Yes you do....you do and you won't say.

JIMMY: ...I don't know...

ROSE: Jimmy, did you touch her?

JIMMY: I don't know.

JIMMY: She thinks terrible things that somehow got in her head...that I might have done something. She said that to me last time...when it was...ten years ago she walked out the door, "You touched me wrong..." "I know that." Some crazy thought in her, in her head...

ROSE: Did you ever touch her?

JIMMY: ...No....

ROSE: ...say it, Jimmy...

JIMMY: Do you know the answer to this?

ROSE: I'm asking you. I'm asking you if you know why Clauida will not speak to you....please, Jimmy....tell me.

JIMMY: I think that she thinks I may have molested her.

ROSE: Why doesn't Claudia talk to you, Jimmy?

JIMMY: Why, well I think we've, we both don't know...what do you mean?

ROSE: I think that you know.

JIMMY: Maybe...I don't...

JIMMY: That's it.

ROSE: No one else that I know?

JIMMY: No.

ROSE: How long with Ellen?

JIMMY: Just once.

ROSE: How long with Paula?

JIMMY: Two years...three years...

ROSE: What about now?

JIMMY: It's over. I talked to her this morning.

ROSE: Is it over 'cause you're sick?

JIMMY: It's over becuase...for all the the right reasons I hope, what I said.

ROSE: Do you have any children with anyone?

JIMMY: What? No, Rose, jesus, no --

ROSE: Well maybe.

JIMMY: I don't.

ROSE: Do you feel better now that you've said this?

JIMMY: I don't know....

ROSE: I'm not mad. I am, but I'm not. Y'know?

JIMMY: I love you so much.

ROSE: I'm not through asking my questions.

ROSE: How many times....it's ok...just say... Just say...

JIMMY: I don't even remember...many...twenty... maybe more...not much more...twenty times.

ROSE: I don't hate you, Jimmy. But I have a couple questions that I wanna ask....

JIMMY: I'll answer anything.

ROSE: Was there anyone that I know?

JIMMY: Yes.

ROSE: Who?

JIMMY: Rose, I don't --

ROSE: hey.

JIMMY: Paula. Ellen.

ROSE: ...No...I don't hate you. Do you want talk...do you really want to talk to me and say things and get things figured out, Jimmy?

JIMMY: Yeah.

ROSE: The question isn't wether or not you cheated on me, the question is how many times have you cheated on me?

JIMMY: Will that help?

ROSE: Yeah.

ROSE: You're my handsome man.

JIMMY: I'm a bad person.

ROSE: No. No.

JIMMY: No, I mean: I'm telling you this, now. You see? You see I want to make everything clear and clean...and apologize for me....for all the stupid things I've done....that will eat me up....

ROSE: You feel like you want to be forgiven for your sins? Honey, you're not on your death bed, yet....this kinda talk's gonna get you in trouble --

JIMMY: --- don't. don't. Please. Just... listen to me...honey.... ...I've done...I've cheated on you.

JIMMY: How do we do this, then?

ROSE: We just do it...we do it and we figure it out and we do as we do, I guess...

JIMMY: Do you love me, Rose?

JIMMY: I don't think I want that.

ROSE: It'll take the pain away.

JIMMY: It's not really pain.

ROSE: How you doing?

JIMMY: I'm drinking.

ROSE: Slowly or quickly?

JIMMY: As fast as I can.

ROSE: Come home soon after the show.

JIMMY: I went to see her -- some fuckin' asshole answers the door in his underwear, he's fifty years old, there's coke and shit laid out on the table --

ROSE: -- did she talk to you?

JIMMY: She went crazy. She went crazy, Rose.

ROSE: Did you tell her?

JIMMY: I don't know. I have to go, I don't have time and I have more drinking to do before I go march --

ROSE: I love you.

JIMMY: Love you too..

ROSE: Bye.

JIMMY: I'm sorry.

MIDDLE AGED GUY: It's alright.

MIDDLE AGED GUY: Want me to wake her up?

JIMMY: I'II go....is it...back here?

JIMMY: Can I come in?

MIDDLE AGED GUY: Yeah. She's sleeping now, I mean --

MIDDLE AGED GUY: Hello?

JIMMY: Hello. Is Claudia here?

MIDDLE AGED GUY: She's asleep.

JIMMY: Are you her boyfriend?

MIDDLE AGED GUY: You're Jimmy Gator, right?

JIMMY: Yes. What's your name?

MIDDLE AGED GUY: I'm Bob.

JIMMY: You're her boyfriend?

MIDDLE AGED GUY: No, I'm just a friend. What are you doing here, I mean...you know Claudia?

JIMMY: I'm her father.

JULIA: We're not going out two days before we set the record, it's not gonna happen.

RICHARD: When they want us done, they'll call in the Harvard S.W.A.T team or some shit.

RICHARD: Was it a call back?

JULIA: No. But I probably will get a call back.

RICHARD: If we beat the record, you might get a call back --

JULIA: I'll get it because I'm a good actress, Richard.

RICHARD: Saucy-saucy.

JULIA: Do you still have to do homework?

RICHARD: Not as much as I used to. Ever since we started, I haven't really gone in to school that much because I've been getting more and more auditions --

JULIA: You have to go, Stanley. You're the smartest.

STANLEY: I don't wanna do it. Why can't one of you do it --

STANLEY: They look pretty smart, I think.

JULIA: No they don't --

JULIA: Commercials, a sitcom, an MOW or something.

STANLEY: What's MOW?

JULIA: Movie Of The Week. I went up for one this morning with Alan Thicke and Corey Haim --

JULIA: Do you have an agent, Stanley?

STANLEY: No.

JULIA: You should get one, I'm serious, you could get a lot of stuff out of this --

STANLEY: Like what?

KLIGMAN: Let me call you a car, Linda.

LINDA: Shut the fuck up.

LINDA: I don't want him to die, I didn't love him when we met, and I've done so many bad things to him that he doesn't know, things I want to confess to him, but now I do: I love him. I love him so much and I can't stand -- he's going.

KLIGMAN: What kind of medication are you on right now, Linda that's --

LINDA: This is not any fucking medication talking, this isn't -- I don't know. I don't know -- Can you give me nothing? You have power of attorney, can you see him, can you, in this final fucking moment, go see him and make sure --- change the fucking will -- I don't want any money, I couldn't live with myself, this thing I've done -- I've fucking done so many bad things -- I fucked around. I fucked around on him, I fucking cheated on him, Alan. You're his lawyer, our laywer, THERE, I'm his wife, we are married. I broke the conract of marriage, I fucking cheated on him, many times over, I sucked other men's cocks and fuck - fuck - fuck - ....fuck.... Other Things I've Done..

KLIGMAN: Adultery isn't illegal -- it's not something that can be used in a court to discredit the will or -- Linda. Linda. Calm down.

LINDA: I can't.

KLIGMAN: You don't have to change the will, if what you want to do is get nothing you can renounce the will when it's time.

LINDA: Where will the money go?

KLIGMAN: Well. Considering that there's no one else mentioned in the will...we'd have to go to the laws of intestacy, which is -- as if someone died without a will --

LINDA: What does that mean?

KLIGMAN: The money would go to Frank. The court would put the money in the hands of a relative --

LINDA: -- that can't happen. Earl doesn't want him to have the money, the things.

KLIGMAN: -- unless Frank is specifically ommitted as a beneficiary that's what will happen.

LINDA: This is so over-the-top and fucked-up I can hardly stand it.

KLIGMAN: Linda, you just have to take a moment and breath and one thing at a time --

LINDA: Shut the fuck up.

KLIGMAN: I'm trying to help, Linda --

LINDA: Shut the fuck up. Shut the fuck up.

KLIGMAN: You need to sober up.

LINDA: Now you must really shut the fuck up, please. Shut The Fuck Up.

KLIGMAN: Linda --

LINDA: I have to go.

KLIGMAN: You don't want any water?

LINDA: No...I just... I'm so fucked up here Alan, I don't know...there's so much...so many things --

KLIGMAN: Are you on drugs right now?

LINDA: If I talk to you...y'know...if I tell you things...then you're a lawyer, right? You can't say things, you can't tell anyone, it's like the privelage, right? Attornery-client, you understand?

KLIGMAN: Not exactly, Linda. I'm not sure where you're going with this --

LINDA: Like a shrink, like if I go to see a shrink, I'm protected, I can say things -- fuck -- I don't know what I'm doing --

KLIGMAN: Linda, you're safe. Ok. It's alright. You're my friend. You and Earl are my clients and what you need to talk about won't leave this room, you have something you have to say --

LINDA: -- I have something to tell you. I have to tell you something. I want to change his will, can I change his will?...I need to ---

KLIGMAN: You can't change his will. Only Earl can change his will.

LINDA: No, no....no, you see...I never loved him. I never loved him, Earl. When I started, when I met him, I met him and I fucked him and I married him because I wanted his money, do you understand? I'm telling you this now...this I've never told anyone...I didn't love him. And now....I know I'm in that will, I know, I was there with him, we were all there together when we made that fucking thing and all the money I'II get -- I don't want it -- Because I love him so much now...I've fallen in love with him now, for real, as he's dying, and I look at him and he's about to go, Alan, he's dead...he's moments... I took care of him through this, Alan. And What Now Then?

LINDA: listen...listen to me now, Phil: I'm sorry, sorry I slapped your face. ...because I don't know what I'm doing... ...I don't know how to do this, y'know? You understand? y'know? I...I'm...I do things and I fuck up and I fucked up....forgive me, ok? Can you just...

PHIL: ....it's alright....

LINDA: Tell him I'm sorry, ok, yes, you do that, now, I'm sorry, tell him, for all the things I've done...I fucked up and I'm sorry.... And I'm Gonna Turn Away And Walk Now And Not Look At Him Not See My Man, My Earl, I'll leave now...and tell him it's ok and I'm ok. The whole thing was ok with me -- and I know.

LINDA: You don't do that, you don't call him, you don't know to get involved in the bussiness of his, of his of my family. this is the family, me and him do you understand? You understand? NO ONE ELSE. THERE IS NO ONE ELSE. That man, his son does not exist. HE IS DEAD. HE IS DEAD and WHO TOLD YOU TO DO THAT?

PHIL: Earl asked me, Linda, please, Linda, I'm sorry -- Earl asked me --

LINDA: BULLSHIT. BULLSHIT HE DIDN'T ASK YOU, HE DOESN'T WANT HIM, HE DOESN'T WANT TO TALK TO HIM, SO FUCK YOU THAT HE ASKED THAT. THERE IS NO ONE BUT ME AND HIM.

PHIL: Linda --

LINDA: What are you doing?

PHIL: I've got Frank...Frank Earl's son. He's...he asked me to get him and I did --

LINDA: Hang up the phone.

PHIL: No, Linda, you don't understan --

LINDA: PUT THE FUCKIN' PHONE DOWN, HANG IT UP.

LINDA: You motherfucker...you motherfucker.... YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE, WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU? WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?

YOUNG PHARMACY KID: -- what-what-what, ma'am -- I --

LINDA: I COME IN HERE - YOU DON'T KNOW, YOU DON'T KNOW WHO THE FUCK I AM OR WHAT MY LIFE IS AND YOU HAVE THE FUCKING BALLS, THE INDECENCY TO ASK ME A QUESTION ABOUT MY LIFE --

YOUNG PHARMACY KID: You been on Prozac long? Dexadrine?

LINDA: ...I don't....

YOUNG PHARMACY KID: Cats and Dogs out there, huh?

LINDA: mmmhmm.

YOUNG PHARMACY KID: Must have alot goin' on for all that stuff you got back there, eh? You could have quite a party all that stuff....

YOUNG PHARMACY KID: Hello.

LINDA: Hi.

PINK DOT GIRL: Pink Dot.

PHIL: Hi. I'd like to get an order for delivery.

PINK DOT GIRL: Phone number.

PHIL: 818-753-0088.

PINK DOT GIRL: Partridge?

PHIL: Yeah.

PINK DOT GIRL: What would you like?

PHIL: I'd like to get an order of...um...peanut butter.

PINK DOT GIRL: Mmm.Hmmm.

PHIL: Cigarettes. Camel Lights.

PINK DOT GIRL: mmm.hmm.

PHIL: Water.

PINK DOT GIRL: Bottled Water?

PHIL: Um, no, y'know what? Forget the water, just give me a loaf of bread...white bread.

PINK DOT GIRL: Ok.

PHIL: And um....do you have Swank magazine?

PINK DOT GIRL: Yeah.

PHIL: Ok. One of those. Do you have Ram Rod? The magazine, Ram Rod?

PINK DOT GIRL: Yeah.

PHIL: Ok. One of those. And...um...Barely Legal?

PINK DOT GIRL: yeah.

PHIL: Do you have that?

PINK DOT GIRL: yeah, I said. Is that it?

PHIL: That's it.

PINK DOT GIRL: Do you still want the peanut butter, bread and cigarettes ?

PHIL: Yes. What? Yes.

PINK DOT GIRL: Total is $15.29. Thirty minutes or less.

PHIL: Thank you.

RICHARD: Stanley if you don't fuckin' stand up and go over there I'm gonna beat your ass --

STANLEY: I'm sick of being the one, the one who always has to do everything, I don't want to be the one always --

STANLEY: I don't wanna go, I can't do it this time.

RICHARD: -- the fuck are you talking about?

RICHARD: Did you piss your fuckin' pants, Stanley?

STANLEY: Shut up -- shut up --

RICHARD: The fuck is wrong with you?

STANLEY: I gotta go to the bathroom.

RICHARD: What are they gonna do -- beat us?

STANLEY: Maybe.

STANLEY: I don't have regular classes anymore.

RICHARD: What do you do?

STANLEY: They just let me have my own study-time, my own reading time in the library.

RICHARD: That's pretty cool.

STANLEY: You have to be nicer to me, Dad.

RICK: Go to bed.

STANLEY: I think that you have to be nicer to me.

RICK: Go to bed.

RICK: Are we gonna keep going with this game?

STANLEY: Yes.

RICK: You're two fuckin' days from the record, get through this and I'II do anything for you, you just gotta get through this --

STANLEY: Alright.

RICK: hang in there, ok. I love you.

RICK: ...oh Jesus, what the fuck...?

STANLEY: I'm fine. I'm fine, I just wanna keep playing --

RICK: Why did you do this?

STANLEY: I didn't I'm fine, I'm fine.

RICK: Stand up.

STANLEY: I said I'm fine.

RICK: What's the problem, what's the problem here?

STANLEY: I'm fine. nothing.

RICK: Why didn't you answer those questions?

STANLEY: I didn't know the answer --

RICK: Bullshit. Bullshit. You know the answer to every goddamn question and I knew the answer to those questions and I'm not half as smart as you are so What Happened?

STANLEY: I don't know.

RICK: Go to it, handsome.

STANLEY: See you.

RICK: You ready to keep winning?

STANLEY: Sure.

RICK: C'mon, man.

STANLEY: You're late, not me.

RICK: You coulda been in front --

STANLEY: -- I didn't see you from the window.

RICK: Be ready at two --

STANLEY: Should be one-thirty.

RICK: I got an audition, I won't make it here 'till two, c'mon, I'll see you later. Love you.

STANLEY: Love you too.

RICK: Cmon,cmon,cmon, that one to?

STANLEY: I need this one.

RICK: Why the hell do you need all four bags of books to go to school each day?

STANLEY: I can't carry all of them. I need them. I need my books. I need them to go to school.

RICK: Let's go,let's go, let's go, you shoulda done that ten minutes ago --

STANLEY: We need more dog food --

RICK: -- talk in the car, talk in the car, moves your ass, c'mon --

WORM: What is that?

STANLEY: It's frogs. It's raining frogs.

WORM: ...fuck you mean, it's raining frogs?

STANLEY: It's raining frogs from the sky.

WORM: ....what the fuck, what the fuck....

STANLEY: This happens....this is something that happens.

WORM: What the fuck is goin' on, WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?

WORM: I'm sorry to put all this on you, Stanley --

STANLEY: I have money.

WORM: ...what...?

STANLEY: I have money to give you.

WORM: No. No. I have to do this on my own.

STANLEY: I can take you to get money. I don't need it...I don't need it -- listen to me: I can let you have money so your father won't hit you ever again -- you'll have the money because I don't need it.

WORM: ....you have it...easy....you know? You have a father who loves you, huh?

STANLEY: Yes.

WORM: You know what it's like to come home scared, scared that maybe if you don't have the money you're supposed to go out each day and get that you're gonna get beaten....by a belt...he hits me with a belt, Stanley.... I'm supposed to sell those candy bars, and if I don't, I come home without the money....

STANLEY: ....Why does he do it...?

WORM: Cause he hates me....he hates me so much.

STANLEY: It's not right.

WORM: I hate it.

WORM: Hi.

STANLEY: Hi.

WORM: ..sorry...

STANLEY: It's ok.

WORM: Hi.

STANLEY: Hi.

WORM: ..sorry...

STANLEY: It's ok.