All That I Am Page #2
You can sleep here, there's
blankets behind the couch,
and there's no smoking
in the house.
I quit, haven't had
a cigarette--
- Great.
There's food in the fridge,
and I'm picking Win up
at noon.
Great.
Woodsman Supreme, I think.
- What?
That rifle, that gun,
that BB gun.
I remember.
That's what we got you.
Yeah, well,
I don't remember, so.
Goodnight.
[Kate]
Hey.
Hi.
Your buzzer's broken.
You ready?
Huh?
I'm here.
I thought I'd save you
the trouble of picking me up.
Uh.
Yeah.
One second, okay?
[phone ringing]
How are those coming?
- Good.
- Good.
Hello?
- Susan.
- Yes.
- Christian.
- Yes?
Question, would you have any
idea why Kate might be standing
in my drive way with what looks
like a weekend bag
at her feet?
Probably to save you the
trouble of picking her up?
Oh my god, does that mean
you haven't left yet?
What do you mean,
picking here up?
Christian, I can't believe
you haven't left yet!
I promised Charlie
you'd be here before bedtime.
Picking her up? For what?
I left you a message last night.
Although I should've figured
you wouldn't listen to it.
--Why would Kate be coming?
What--why would you do that?
Because I like her.
You like her,
what are you talking about?
You met her once!
[whispering]
We need some milk for that.
What?
What?
I wasn't talking to you.
I met her twice, actually,
and I like her.
So what if you like her?
We broke up--wait. How--how--
How the hell did you
even talk to her?
I had her address
from the thingy.
So you, what,
like you sent her a letter?
It was really nice, actually.
She's great.
You're an idiot.
Susan.
Put two spoonfuls,
and then mix it in,
and then we need
salt and pepper.
Yes. Look, she's nice,
I like her,
Charlie likes her,
I thought it'd be fun.
No, don't you think that's
gonna send Charlie some
mixed signals?
a girl who's not
my girlfriend?
You showed up to her
birthday party wasted,
and puked in her
bouncy castle.
Look, I'm busy over here,
okay?
I do this thing every year,
and it gets more
and more boring.
I like her, I thought it
would be fun, whatever.
Get over it
and get on the road.
I can't believe you
sent her a letter.
How was the meeting?
Uh, great.
I'm really excited to hear
about it.
I'll see you when
you get here.
Yeah, oka--um.
By the way...
Oh...
motherf***er.
Okay. Okay.
Okay. Listen--
Yeah?
Are you ready, Christian?
Cause I'm ready,
and so is this gentleman here,
There's a few things
I need to explain..
This gentleman who says
he's your father.
- Come on, you hit me.
- There is your father?
How, how, how is this
your father?
Like I said, there are a few
things that I need to explain.
First, okay?
My father--how do I even
start this, um--
How about--
My father is alive.
[Dr. Lynn coughs]
Sorry, Mr. Lynn, it seems we
have a little misunderstanding.
You seem, your son killed you
off five years ago.
Okay, see that's actually a
really good place to start,
- cause it was with Susan--
- It's Doctor Lynn,
and you can call me Ed.
Oh, you're a doctor.
No, he's a psychiatrist.
Look, my sister thought it
would be a better idea--
Oh my god, your mom.
Oh, no no no no, dear
She really is dead.
- You're, you're scum.
- I know.
Scum!
He walked out,
when my mother was sick,
when she was in her last days,
he left!
To f***ing Bangkok.
Two months before she died.
So Susan thought it would just
if we just considered him...
dead.
And that is what we
have been doing.
- And you--?
- Not a clue.
I've seen him here in
going on... seven years.
Well.
That's understandable.
Dear, you can have
the front seat.
I'm gonna take a
rest in the back.
I don't know what do here,
Chris.
around like a chauffeur.
Come on.
Bob, get your ass out here!
Look at you, my god,
you're f***in' old!
Look at your hair,
you're a q-tip!
Is this what's gonna
happen to us?
Look at you, you're still
a scrawny little piss-ant.
Give me a hug.
I'll show you scrawny.
[laughter]
- You give!
- I give, I give.
- Man.
- Look at you.
I'm gonna meet up with
you guys tomorrow night.
I got a thing
tomorrow morning.
What thing?
It's just a luncheon thing.
Oh, you won?
Are they gonna give you the--
Yeah. I mean, tomorrow's just
the luncheon with the faculty,
kind of meet-and-greet
bullshit, but...
He won the Barron's Fellowship
for Children's Authors.
That's a big deal.
Why didn't you tell me?
I, I just found out
the other day.
- Congratulations, son.
- Thank you.
Yeah, man.
Congratulations.
It's awesome.
Alright, so you'll be
up there tomorrow?
Yeah.
Alright, good.
We'll talk.
Okay.
Hey, there's some other
publishers I thought we could--
No.
Come here.
Win, just...
Listen to me.
I know that...I haven't been
there, as a big brother.
There was a lot of things
that I didn't do.
But, when this sh*t happened--
I'm not saying that you asked
me, but I tried.
I did.
from all the talk,
all the people...
but that was not something
that I wanted to do,
that was his fault.
So, I'm asking you to please...
don't let me do this alone.
I'm sorry bro, I bailed on that
halfway through.
You wh--you tried to do what?
With who?
You're such an a**hole.
No, come on.
Jeez, you're really scraping
the bottom of the jar.
This could be better
than I thought.
Here.
That's what he got me.
What? Since when do you golf?
Since, I dunno.
No come on, it's supposed
to mean something,
what am I supposed to
say about this?
Dude, I dunno, you know she
always wanted us to relax
and take up hobbies, so...
that's it.
Alright.
Bye, Kate.
- Bye, Dad.
- See you, Win.
[music playing d]
d
d
Can you believe that?
He just jumped right
into his arms,
- he didn't even skip a beat.
- Win--
He hasn't seen the guy
for six f***ing years,
and it's just like,
chucklin', horsin' around.
Well, he's younger, you know,
he might not have--
Unbelievable.
What was that thing
with the putter?
Uh, nothing.
He had to give me a gift.
Does gift--your sister
said it was just--
No, no. You don't have
to get anything.
Yeah, but it's gonna be weird
if everyone's giving gifts
Look, it was for my
Mom's birthday every year.
She made us get each other
a gift instead of for her.
It;s like some hippie sh*t.
And so, when she was dying
she made us promise
to keep doing it,
get each other gifts.
Get together...all that.
Hi.
How you feeling?
Uh, jet lag, I guess.
Where are you coming from?
Burma. Never been to Bangkok,
by the way.
Oh my god, the book.
Burma.
I remember you researching it.
The hook's about all this?
Uh...partly.
What am I saying, of course
I believe it, this is you
we're talking about.
Believe me, you don't even
wanna know why
I didn't tell you--
- What's Burma like?
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