Any Day Now

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# In my arms I will keep

you safe and warm #

# Come to me #

# I will shelter you

from the storm #

# I'm not one to pretend #

# Why can't you understand #

# That I love you? #

# And I love you #

# And I need you #

# And I want you #

# And I love you #

# And I love you #

# And I need you #

# And I want you #

# Come to me #

# Oh, baby #

# I'm a lonely man #

# Living in a world of dreams #

# I've got everything #

# But the one thing

that I really need #

# Come to me #

# I'll give you all the

love you need #

# 'Cause I have love

just for you #

Did you see that gorgeous thing at the bar,

sitting all by his lonesome?

How could we not, what with you

flirting like a cheap whore?

Honey, I may be cheap.

I ain't no whore.

Now, now, Pinocchio. We know what

happens to little boys who tell lies.

- Ooh!

- Oh, please. Enough already.

Come in.

# What's his name?

What's his name? #

Well, hello.

Your first time?

Yeah.

Are you married?

Divorced.

When did you know?

In my first year of high school,

my father made me play football.

Coach told me to line up center,

bend over and grab the ball.

Donnie Walsh was the quarterback.

He- He walked up behind me,

put his hand on my ass for the snap.

I was in heaven.

It's honestly all been downhill

from then on.

Oh, sh*t.

Don't worry. Just roll down the window,

and let me do the talking.

You boys having some fun?

No, Officer. We're actually just talking

about playing high school football.

Yeah, right.

No, really. And you look like you've

played with a few balls in your time.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa!

- Show me your hands.

- Everything's cool, everything's cool!

- Why are you so angry?

- Do you wanna talk about it?

- I'm gonna count to three. One.

- Big man with your big gun!

- Two.

Shut up and do what he says!

Put your hands up!

- Three!

- W-Wait!

You-You pull that trigger,

it's murder one.

I'm with the D.A.'s office.

Jury will convict you in five seconds.

You'll spend the next 50 years

in a jail cell with some guy...

that wants to play cops and robbers

with you every night.

I'm sure the D.A.'s office would love

to know about one of their own...

getting sucked off in a parking lot.

And I'm sure Internal Affairs would love

to hear about one of their own...

drawing his weapon and threatening

two unarmed civilians.

So let's just both forget about

this little misunderstanding.

What do you say?

Don't let me catch you

in this parking lot again.

Okay.

Are you crazy?

- It's not funny.

- Yes, it's so-

It's not funny!

"Drawing his weapon and threatening

two unarmed civilians."

Oh, my God.

I thought he was gonna kill us.

Oh, my God!

What is your name?

Paul Fleiger.

You?

Rudy Donatello. Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you, Mr. Donatello.

What now?

He was kind of cute too.

I'm just staying here till they,

uh, finish my place in Malibu.

- Uh-

- Okay.

Well, w-wait, wait.

Just- Here.

Give me a call.

Are you sure that's what you want?

Hmm.

Hey! What do you want?

You got a kid, right?

Yeah. What about him?

Yeah, yeah.

I figured this must be his.

- You should turn that down.

- What?

Loud music ain't good for kids.

It hurts their ears.

- Are you some expert on

parenting now? - No, but-

Then you know what? Mind your own business,

you cock-sucking motherf***er.

Yo!

Life of the party's here!

Come on!

Let's go!

You're six days late.

Twelve dollars?

What are you? A comedian?

Things have been a bit slow.

I'll-I'll get it to you by tomorrow, I promise.

- Well, tomorrow's not today!

- Tomorrow is not today.

What is this? Some sort of existential

philosophy we're getting now?

You don't have the money by tomorrow,

I'm locking you out!

You know, instead of bleeding me dry,

you could do something about the noise in there!

It's like this morning, noon and night!

Or at least ask her

to close the door!

Geez!

Lady, close your door!

Jesus!

Your mommy didn't come home

at all last night?

Oh. No?

No idea where she might be, huh?

Can you talk?

Oh, good.

What's your name?

Marco.

Hey, Marco.

I'm Rudy.

Paul Fleger's office.

Yeah, hello. I'd like to speak

to Paul Fleiger, please.

- Can I get your name, please?

- Rudy Donatello.

Rudy, my main man.

Can you give me some change?

- Not now, Larry.

- Give me some spare change, man.

Uh, can I tell Mr. Fleiger

what this is regarding?

Come on. Don't be a Nosy Nellie.

Just put Paul on the phone for me, please.

- I'll let him know you're on the line.

- I gotta get something to eat.

This is not a good time to be

hitting me up for money, believe me.

- Look, a quarter, a dime.

- Larry, don't get- Larry!

Jesus Christ, Larry!

This is not a good time, I said already!

Now beat it or I'll bust

your face in two!

- Oh, you crazy f*ggot!

- Get-

It's okay. It's okay.

Hello? Mr. Donatello?

Hello. Yeah, I'm here.

- Yeah, I'm afrad I don't have Mr. Fleger.

- You don't have him?

What is that? Code talk for he's there,

but he don't wanna talk to me?

Would you like to leave

him a message?

No, I would not like to leave a message.

I would like to talk to him.

Look, if you'd like to leave him a message,

I'll be happy to pass it along for you.

Lady, are you deaf? I already said

I do not want to leave a message.

Give me your hand. Come on.

I'm looking for Paul Fleiger.

Do you know where he is? No?

Paul! Paul Fleiger! Pa-

- Hey! Ex-Excuse me.

- Oh.

- Mr. Fleiger's not in his office.

- Paul!

Mister, if you don't stop,

I'm gonna call the police.

- Go for it, sweet cheeks.

- It's all right, Monica.

I'll take care of this.

Come on in. It's all right.

It's-Thank you.

What the hell are you doing,

barging in here like a lunatic?

If you answered your phone, I wouldn't

have to barge in here like a lunatic.

This is my job, Rudy.

This is where I work!

This kid lives in my building. Last night, his mom

left him alone, and she ain't been back since then.

- What do you want me to do about it?

- You're a lawyer.

I- I don't know. Do what lawyers do.

Give me some advice here.

- You want my advice?

- Yes, I do.

- Call Family Services!

- So they can toss him in a foster home?

Do you have any idea what they do

to kids in those places? Come on!

You wanted my advice.

That's my advice.

A real Perry-f***in'-Mason

you are. Come on, kid.

Shh. Sh*t!

Rudy.

Wait!

Hey, Rudy.

Do you need some

money or anything?

Let me guess.

And in exchange for the money, I don't come

around to your office anymore? Hmm?

You should be so ashamed

of yourself right now.

- What's going on?

- That's him. That's the kid right there.

- Who are you?

- I'm the neighbor.

What's the kid doing with you?

I-I was looking after him

till his mommy comes back.

His mommy's not comin' back.

Come here, kid.

- If you need anything else, give me a call.

- I will. I think I got it from here.

- What the hell's going on?

- His mother got picked up by Vice last night.

Come on. We need to get you packed

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