A Year and Change Page #5

- Hey, Owen.

- Yep.

- About New Year's...

- Pam, please. Water under

the bridge, honestly.

- It's been a while.

Who's been cuttin' your hair?

- I've just been

goin' to Quick cuts.

- I've got some time, I can

give you like a quick trim.

- Pam, I don't think

that's a good idea.

We were pretty toxic for

each other last time around.

- Just make sure there's

lots of diet sodas in there.

- I will.

- 'Cause you know I

drink them like water.

- I know.

- Except that's

just an expression

because I hate water.

Can't stand the taste of it.

- Water doesn't have any taste.

- That's what I hate about it.

Except, I don't really like the

taste of diet soda either.

- Really?

- Yeah. I just drink it

because it's low in calories.

Leaves an awful aftertaste.

Kinda like a squirrel just

took a sh*t in your mouth.

You wanna haircut?

- Ah...

- No.

- Yeah.

- Victor can you

help me out please?

- I don't know, Owen. Hair's

kinda gettin' unruly.

- Now!

- I'll just take a raincheck.

- Yeah, next time.

I'm here.

- So, what happened

with you guys?

Somethin' happen on New Year's?

- Yeah, we broke up.

It was bad.

You didn't sense a lot

of tension back there?

- No, I didn't feel the tension.

The only tension I felt was

from you cock-blockin' my ass.

- Well, what are you

talkin' about she's my ex.

- So. She wanted it bro.

All I'm sayin' is you

been cock-blocking

me all over town, man.

- I'm cock-blocking you?

- Yeah, tellin' people that

I didn't go to real prison.

You don't think I

heard about that?

- You didn't.

- You're f***in' with

my street cred, bro.

- You didn't go to real prison.

You're a computer hacker.

- You know what?

How would you feel

if I told people,

yeah you know what,

I'm workin' for Owen,

but it's not a real business.

He just stocks

machines with candy.

- But you're not really working.

Did you remember the

keys for the machine?

- Yeah. Yeah, I got the keys.

- You mean these keys?

Exactly.

- You know what?

You don't have to treat

me like a kid, Owen.

- Why don't you stop

acting like one?

Go see your mother.

What's wrong with you?

- I don't wanna

talk about it, man.

- I know. I know.

I'm just finishin' up.

- I'm serious Owen,

don't forget.

He's excited. He has a

new hat and everything.

- Yeah, okay.

I'll be there don't worry.

- I'm counting on you.

- Oh, hi Vera.

Fancy meeting you here.

- Oh hi, Owen.

Owen, this is Tim. Tim.

Owen. Owen. Tim.

- Hey, you Tim Kim?

- Yes, I am.

- You're that real

estate mogul guy, right?

Yeah, I've seen your face

on the back of buses.

- Best money I've spent.

- I bet.

- So, Owen you're here

to knock some pins down?

- Yeah, it's my

favorite pastime.

- It's my first time with

the duck pins, you know.

Don't hold it against me, Ver.

- Well, you'll get used to

the small balls in no time.

Isn't that right, Ver?

- Yeah, it doesn't take

long to get the hang of it.

- I'm not much of a bowler.

- Okay, well. I'll let

you two do your thing.

- Go. You're up.

- Don't worry Tim Kim.

Just leaves you the opportunity

for a more impressive spare.

Or not.

- Next time.

Next time.

You're doin' good.

Go ahead.

- Yeah, I don't know Vera.

It's been a long

time since I bowled.

I'm not sure I'm ready to

get back out there yet.

You know what I mean?

- Don't be a jerk.

- Ooo!

- That's okay, baby.

- That's a tough spare.

- Next one.

Oh, nice one Owen!

- Lucky roll, Tim Kim.

You know what? I like him.

- Yeah. He's a nice guy.

- Nice guy, yeah.

Yeah, that's exactly

what I would call him.

A nice guy.

- I'm not so sure I

like this side of you.

- I'm not sure I like

the woman I'm dating

gallivanting around

with other men.

- Gallivanting around. Wow.

You know who you

remind of right now?

Martin.

- Well, I guess he's a better

guy than I thought then.

- No, he's not, but I

thought that you were.

- What?

- I thought that you understood.

Yeah.

Hey! No!

I am not ready for

anything serious.

- Obviously.

Vera!

- Thanks. Good job.

- Long look in at the plate.

And here's the pitch.

And there's a slow

roller to third.

The third baseman charges.

It's gonna be tight, and

he got him at first.

- Hey, champ.

C'mon buddy, hop in

we can still make

the fourth and fifth inning.

Let's go.

- Have you been drinking?

Should you even be

driving right now?

- No, I'm fine.

Sorry, man.

I ran into Vera. We broke up.

I lost track of time.

- I liked her.

- Yeah, I like...

I liked her too. Hey! Adam!

I'm sorry!

- Mr. Wheeler?

Hey, Todd.

- Owen.

- Door was open,

everything okay?

- Yeah, I guess.

- You need anything?

- No. Thanks.

- All right.

- Owen.

- Yep?

- Hey, if you have a moment

can you please, can

you come here?

- Yeah, of course.

Oh sh*t.

Mr. Wheeler?

- Unless you have a fetish

for touching dead people,

I think you're

wasting your time.

- What happened?

- Well, he fell, and

then he looked around,

simply petrified.

Then he yelled out, "Oh yeah!

Well f*** you!"

Then he was gone.

Who do you think

he was talking to?

- Sure he wasn't talkin' to you?

- No, any other time

that would make

a great point, but no.

I saw he was locked in

a battle with someone

that you and I would say

is not of this world.

I guess we have that

to look forward to.

- I should call Angie.

- No. No, no, please, please.

Please.

You know, can we just sit

here for a moment, okay?

- Yeah.

Yeah, okay.

- How you holdin' up?

- I'm fine.

- Really?

- The man they buried last

week was not my father.

- What do you mean?

- My mom left us to get away

from my dad's drinking.

He actually quit when she left.

Sober around 11 or 12 years.

- Why did he start again?

- The death of his mother.

When she passed, it was

like he took one step

into the grave with her.

And it took everything we had.

Everything we had

to give him something

to live for, you know.

That and then, then

Todd's accident.

I'd see him out at the bar

and it's like he didn't

even recognize me.

Like I wasn't even there.

Now, that was the

death of my father.

They just waited this long to

put his body in the ground.

I don't even know what I'm gonna

do with his place you know.

- You're not gonna stay here?

- I think I'm gonna sell it.

We're actually

looking for a couple

of facilities that

might take Todd.

- What?

- Yeah.

- Why don't you just

both move in with me?

You can't put Todd

in a facility.

That's crazy.

- Ownen, I appreciate that.

But Todd's not just a plant

that needs watering, okay?

There are actual classes

that you have to take

before I can leave you

in charge of him.

Classes.

- I'll take them.

I'll take the classes.

I'm serious.

He can move into the bedroom

on the first floor.

You take my parents' room.

My mother would hate

for it to go to waste.

I'll put a ramp at the doorstep,

and I'll even make the van

wheelchair accessible.

- You'd do that for us?

- Yeah.

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