A Little Help Page #2

Overseas, got it.

Got it.

Boo!

God damn it, dad!

Hey!

Let's watch the language.

There are, like, so many rich kids at

this tennis camp, it's disgusting.

Well, you're not exactly

in the slums here, darling.

That's not even the point,

grandma. They're spoiled brats.

Then they should elect you

their queen.

Shut up!

Kathy:
Please don't fight

on your birthday. Thank you.

Wendy:
It was six days ago.

Speaking of fights,

I saw myself on TV last night.

They showed the first

Clay-Liston fight

on that ESPN Classics.

I was there, of course,

covering for the post...

And when Liston

threw in the towel...

First man in the ring, kid!

Yeah, yeah, you told me

that once, actually.

I actually caught the end

of that last night, Warren.

You see me, Paul?

First man in the ring.

Yeah, yeah, no, I saw you.

I'm pretty sure you

were third guy in, though.

What?

No, no, I'm not including

Liston and Clay!

I'm talking about reporters!

Yeah, no, no, I know,

I just think that two reporters

got in right before you.

That's impossible.

Who was in before me?

- Dad, calm down.

- I said who was in before me?!

Calm down, dad.

One guy had a hat on,

I think...

That is a lie!

I'm gonna call

the network right now

and I'm gonna get

a copy of that film!

Warren, don't start

calling people.

Then tell the man

who was in first!

You and the guy with the hat

were pretty darn close...

So I'm gonna give you second.

Hey, you were second!

First, God damn it!

It's documented! Come on!

Grandpa, relax.

He's just shitting you.

Paul,

why would you do that?

It's a joke.

That was so mean, dad.

First man in, wiseass.

And you know what I said

to Clay when I ran in?

I said, "Cassius,

you are the greatest!"

And that's where he got

the moniker...

from me.

Okay, now that's bullshit.

- It's what?

- Bullshit.

Bullshit bullshit!

Grandpa, it splatter me

every time you do that!

What's wrong with you?

Paul:
Warren, you need another?

Yeah, I want a cheeseburger

with two pieces of cheese on it.

One for Clay and one for Lister.

Jesus, take it easy, will ya?

It's only my third.

Yeah, right.

F***, it's hot out there.

(Sighs)

What do you want?

Look, let's just skip

the dance, okay?

If you wanna say something,

just say it.

- What do you think I wanna say?

- I have no idea.

I think you do know,

because you just said that

like you knew what you thought

it was I wanted to say.

You know,

you're a delightful drunk.

You're paranoid and incoherent.

It's a beautiful combination.

How come

you're late so much?

Working. Is that

a tough concept?

Then how come I get your

voice mail all the time?

Probably because when you

call me, I'm in a meeting.

Well, what about this,

what's-her-name, Julie?

Why doesn't she pick up?

Where's she?

'Cause she's in the meetings

with me, okay?

Laura, now you wanna drop this?

I'm not in the mood for this.

I've been feeling like crap all day,

and I'm not gonna talk about this.

Are you getting sick?

No, I'm not.

It's just...

Dennis is disappointed that you aren't

coming home as much as you promised.

Then why don't you

do something with him, huh?

I walk in the door,

you know where he is?

He's in front of the computer,

and where are you?

You're sitting in the kitchen

and you're swilling beer!

We're doing the cake

for the twins now.

- I have to light the candles.

- I'll do it.

- Oh, no, that's all right, dear.

- Mom, I'll do it, okay?

I'll light the candles,

I'll bring out the cake...

And everyone will sing,

it's gonna be awesome, okay?

So I've got it. Thank you.

Buh-bye, buh-bye.

- Well, then do it now, please.

- I'm doing it, okay?!

They're in the drawer

right there.

See, I've got it. Thank you,

okay. Good-bye. Good-bye.

Thank you.

(Sighs)

(Sighs)

Do you want me

to help you?

No.

Was one of your meetings

at the Cherokee Hotel?

I found the receipt

in your pants this morning

when I took it

to to the dry cleaner.

Oh, Christ...

It's the Iroquois Hotel,

all right?

Get your f***in' indians straight,

and yeah, you know what?

It was a meeting, okay?

It was a lunch meeting.

And I submitted it

for reimbursement.

What did you submit?

It was in your pants.

You got me, Columbo.

You're brilliant!

Oh, my God!

I can't believe it!

You know what?

I'm not f***ing Julie, okay?

I'm not f***ing the one-armed

recycling guy or anybody else.

(Sighs)

You got a lot

of f***ing nerve

bringing this on me,

too, all right?

You checked out of this

marriage way before I did.

No, no,

I checked out after you.

Way, way before.

After you! After you started

working late all the time

and not wanting

to have sex any more!

Yeah, after you stopped

taking care of yourself

and being somebody a person

might wanna come home to!

Correct me if I'm wrong.

(Sighs)

What are you doing with the candles?

All right, they're 15, they're not 80.

Laura, come on!

Laura, stop it.

Don't leave it open!

It's rude!

Laura!

Laura, stop it!

Ugh!

(Groans)

Normal, normal,

normal, normal.

I was halfway home,

you know.

They called me

back for this.

Well, what do you

think it was?

There was no chest pain, right?

No, no, I was dizzy,

I couldn't get a full breath,

and it was just a lot of that.

Happened before tonight?

Um, yeah, a few times,

and actually earlier today.

Really?

You didn't tell me that.

Well, it wasn't that bad.

Well, what were you doing when

it happened the other times?

I was just in meetings.

Use drugs, cocaine?

No, never.

That's true, actually.

Ever feel it

when you're exercising?

I haven't worked out in a couple

weeks 'cause I've got a bad ankle.

During sexual intercourse?

Um...

I don't...

We haven't...

It's been

a couple of months.

I don't really remember.

I think the last time

was Memorial Day.

Because that's when my parents

took Dennis...

All right, I don't think

he needs to know everything.

Jesus.

I was just trying to answer

his sexual intercourse question.

You had an anxiety attack,

my friend.

You eat a couple of Xanax before

those killer meetings of yours.

Pay up front.

So you're really okay?

I am really okay.

Get some sleep.

It's late.

Can you pick me up

from camp tomorrow?

We'll see.

I will try.

I lost two pounds.

Goodnight, buddy.

I love you.

I love you, too, dad.

Honey.

Honey.

(Sighs)

Will you close the door

or kill the light please?

(Sighs)

Bobby?

Yeah?

I'm sorry

about tonight,

what I said...

It was stupid.

I trust you.

I want you

to know that, okay?

I'm sorry.

Okay.

And I'm gonna start taking

better care of myself.

I wanna look good

again for you.

I'm gonna stop smoking and

drinking, and work out.

And I'm gonna ask for more hours at work

so you can be home more often, okay?

Mm-hmm.

Okay, honey?

Uh-huh.

Laura, please.

I love you.

I love you, too,

sweetheart,

but honestly,

just not...

It's okay.

You don't have to do anything.

(Sighs)

All right, hey, hey, hey.

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