A Year and Change Page #3

- Is that what it is?

- Yep.

- I'm gonna look that

word up when I get home.

- So, now I'm completely f***ed

because anything I'm even

remotely interested in

is related to computers.

And that all has to be put on

hold for the next five years.

I mean, you know how

much technology

changes in five years, Owen.

That's like a death sentence.

I might as well become

Amish or something.

Hmm, look at that.

Could've used that in prison.

Anyways, I'm hopin' that

Occupy movement starts back up

because economic distribution

in this country is so

vertically hierarchical that

it makes me wanna puke.

Campin' out on the White

House lawn with a bullhorn,

tauntin' the man.

That's more my speed, you know.

- Yeah, I hate to

break it to you but

that Occupy movement

is pretty much dead.

- Yeah, well.

Gotta be something for

me to protest, you know.

- You just got out of jail.

You really wanna go right back?

- Hell no, man.

Prison changes a person.

- Clearly.

Hey, man.

So, I wanna take this.

- Hello.

- It's me.

- Hey.

- I...

- What's goin' on?

- I have to get the pipes

fixed or something

the water at my place is

kind of brown and chunky.

So, I went out to get

some bottled stuff

and now I'm just driving

around until I get tired.

- Where are you?

- Right outside your

house, actually.

I saw your van and I pulled in.

Is that weird?

- Yes, that's kinda weird.

- Oh hey.

What happened to your arm?

- Oh.

I broke it at the

party after you left.

- Oh, did you get in a fight?

I hear that you like

to get into fights.

- Who told you that?

- Been asking around about you.

- Yeah, well don't believe

everything you hear.

- Why not?

- 'Cause it's probably all true.

- Nope, I think you

might be sweet.

Well, good night.

- Good night.

- Beer, beer, beer is fine,

but I'd rather be drinking wine.

Dear Jen,

Isn't strange how sometimes

you can surround yourself

with a whole crowd of people,

yet still feel alone.

Seems to be a pretty common

feeling for me lately.

I think if you were here,

I wouldn't be so alone.

Wow,

is that depressing or what?

- Thank you, sir.

Have a nice day.

- Hey, Vera.

- Hi.

- I need some coin sleeves.

- Okay.

Here to help.

- You're gonna regret that.

Welcome to my world.

- Did you know that it

costs almost 2 1/2 cents

to produce a penny?

- Really?

- Yeah, and over 11

cents to make a nickel.

- I didn't know that.

- Seems like a waste

of money, huh?

- Sometimes I wonder if all

this change is worth it.

They ever catch that guy?

The robber.

- Not yet.

We aren't exactly Fort

Knox around here.

You know, if I were the

manager I would make sure

there was at least one

working security camera.

- Well, you're making me

feel real comfortable

about banking here.

- Oh, don't worry we're insured.

- Manager, huh?

- I think about it.

- Well, in 15, 20

years from now.

They're gonna look back and

say, "The bank robbery

"that was the time

before Vera was manager.

"Before she restored law

and order to these parts."

- You know, Tower Oaks Lodge?

- Yeah.

- Come by there Friday night.

Eight o'clock.

- I'm not ready to date.

- Date? No, I didn't say date.

Did I say date?

I'm talkin' about dessert.

There'll be other people around.

Don't worry.

- I don't know.

- What did you do

last Friday night?

Exactly.

C'mon, it's just dessert.

- Hey.

Your mom says if you don't

eat some of these vegetables

I'm supposed to stick

them in your ear.

I don't know how you're supposed

to get nutrients that way,

but I'll do it.

- She always used to say

that when we were little.

- Well, you look like you

haven't eaten in a week.

- I'm eating.

So...

Victor livin' with you now?

- Oh yeah, got him

all settled in.

Why don't you just buy

your own damn groceries?

- 'Cause...

Can't go into town.

Feels like I'm on display.

- Yeah, Aunt Claire told me what

that girl's accusing you of.

- Yep.

- So?

- So?

So?

I gave her alcohol. Owen.

I didn't take advantage of her.

I never even saw her that night.

F***.

- Okay, then.

Look, if that's the case we

need to get you a lawyer,

right now.

- No. No.

No.

That's just gonna, gonna

make me look guilty.

- And hiding out here

in the woods doesn't?

- So, do you think

you could do it?

- Be a coach?

I don't know.

- Assistant coach.

Matthew's dad is coach,

and Jack's dad keeps stats.

You could just help with

the practices and stuff.

You wouldn't have to

travel or anything.

Mom said you'd

probably be too busy.

- I don't know being a coach

doesn't really seem like...

- Seem like what?

- You know what? I'll do it.

- Really? You'll do it?

- Why not?

- Hi.

- Meet my son, Adam.

- This is your date.

- Mm-hmm.

I just agreed to be

his baseball coach.

- Oh that's awful nice of you.

- I thought so.

- Dad. If you say

you're gonna do it,

you have to do it.

- I'm gonna do it.

- But I have to tell the league

and if you don't do it...

- Adam. Leave it alone.

Before I change my mind.

- What position do you play?

- Third base.

- My brother used to play that.

You think you can get me

some half price tickets

to some of your games?

- The tickets are free.

- Well, then I might just

come to one or two of them.

- We were just about

to have dessert.

Care to join us?

- Yeah. It sounds

like a good idea.

- You smell good.

- Do I?

- Mm-hmm.

Adam come here.

Smell her.

- No, you don't have to do that.

- Go on.

- You smell really nice.

- Thank you.

- What is it?

- It's soap.

And shampoo.

And maybe a little perfume.

- You want cheesecake?

- Yeah.

- You want cheesecake?

- Sure.

- Garon!

- Hey.

Wake up.

Wake up.

C'mon, wake up.

I gotta go to work.

You wanna come with me?

- Do I have a choice?

- Not really.

Hey, so I went to the

cabin yesterday,

and I saw Kenny.

- Well, I really don't wanna

hear about my brother

first thing in the morning.

- You smell like a brewery.

- Mission accomplished.

Wow, you're the harbinger

of tooth decay.

- I am the provider of

temporary sustenance.

- You keep dentists employed.

- You keep strippers and mental

health workers employed.

- Some would argue

they're one in the same.

Hey, you know what would

be the ultimate irony?

- What's that?

- Is if this job came

with dental insurance.

- You know what this

job comes with?

- What?

- A job.

- Hey, the van's loaded Owen.

We can go.

- You know, it wouldn't

kill you to help out.

- I'm not ready for that

kind of responsibility, yet.

Oh!

- Dolly.

- Huh?

Got it. Got it.

Damn.

- It's gonna smell.

- Oh, but it itches too.

- How much for a bag

of those chips?

- Vic, give me a bag of chips.

Here ya go.

Free of charge.

- Thanks.

- Well, you did let me copy

your chemistry homework

back in high school.

- We didn't have

chemistry together.

- See you opened

those chips before

you volunteered

that information.

I'm sorry.

Am I not entertaining

enough for you?

- Oh, I'm sorry Owen.

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