Aspen Extreme Page #5

Pick Him Up, He Got Scared,

He Wouldn't Go Outside.

He Ran And Hid

In My Room.

When I Asked Him Why

He Was Scared, He Couldn't Say

Anything. He Started Crying.

He Started Staying Over

A Lot After That.

Kinda Been Lookin'

After Him Ever Since.

Who Looks After You ?

Well, He Does.

You'll Get Used To Him.

I'm Tryin' To Concentrate, T.J.

Hold It Down, Please.

Hey, When Can I

Read Something ?

There Isn't Anything

To Read Yet.

I Sit At The Typewriter,

Get Halfway Through Something

That Isn't Any Good,

Then I Just Throw It Out.

Maybe I Don't Have Anything

Worth Writing About.

I Don't Think That's True.

[ Sniffing ]

Smell That ?

Winter's Coming.

You Lookin'

Forward To It ?

Yeah ! You ?

No.

Why Not ?

Well, I Kinda Like

The Off-Season.

Really ?

Yeah.

Teej ! Teej,

Check It Out, Man !

What ?

You're On The Cover

Of Powder Magazine, Man.

Check It Out,

You're A Star !

You're Kidding Me, Man !

You're A Star !

Another Season Of Paradise.

Open The Mountain.

Swanson,

You Take Mrs. Franks.

Yes, Sir.

Chris, You Have A

Breakfast Lesson At The Jerome.

Again ?

Cazzi. Oh !

The Mountain Masters

At Snowmass.

Corbett Is Still In Arizona.

Rutecki.

Congratulations.

What For ?

Your First

Private Lesson.

Thanks A Lot, Karl.

Mr. Hayward Will Meet You

At The Bottom Of The Mountain.

- [ Laughing ]

- What ?

What ? What ?

Relax. It's Just That He's

Been Through Everybody Else.

Good Luck, Dex.

I Had Him Yesterday.

Mr. Hayward !

You Him ?

Probably Yeah.

Dexter Rutecki.

Mort Hayward.

Where The Hell You Been ?

I'm Boiling Here !

How Do You Ski,

Mr. Hayward ?

Shitty !

Okay, What Would You

Like To Work On Today, Sir ?

What Do You Think ?

You're Too Tense,

Mr. Hayward.

Relax. Push Out !

You're Pushin' Into Me.

- Oh, Sh*t ! Nooo !

- Push Your Feet Out,

Mr. Hayward !

Aaah !

Snowplow !

Snowplow !

Just Sit Down !

Sit ! Sit Down !

[ Honking ]

Bail ! Bail !

Rutecki,

Where's Your Student ?

Last Time I Saw Him,

He Was Running A Stop Sign

On South Aspen Street.

Did He Get Hurt ?

No, He's Fine.

He Called Me From

The Hotel Jerome Bar.

Do You Think

This Is Funny ?

Relax.

We're Not

Curing Cancer Here.

We're Teachin' People

How To Slide Down Hills

With Sticks On Their Feet.

I'm Sorry.

You're A Professional

Ski Instructor, Rutecki.

I'm Suspending You

For Two Weeks...

So You'll Have Time

To Think About That.

Serious ?

Yes, I Am.

[ Indistinct Chatter ]

Hi.

Jake, This Is

Dexter Rutecki.

[ Jake ] Irish, Huh ?

[ Dex ]

Actually, I'm From Detroit.

[ T.J. ]

Come On, Let Me

Take You To Dinner.

You Took Me To Dinner

Last Night, T.J.

And I Want To Take You

To Dinner Tomorrow Night.

What Are You Gonna Do

When The Season Ends ?

Take You To Mexico.

[ Robin On Radio ]

Khi's Lost And Found

Is Looking For...

A Ten-Inch Dachshund Who

Answers To The Name Sasha.

Sasha Is Wearing

A Cashmere Sweater

And A Gold Collar.

Please Don't

Step On Her.

What Do You Think ?

It's Good.

Yeah ?

Really Good.

But I'll Tell You Something.

You Write Something Like That

For Somebody,

You Better Be Willing

To Go All The Way, Baby.

Maybe I Am.

Can I Talk To You ?

Teej, It's My First

Beer Of The Day.

Give Me A Break.

It's Not About The Beer.

It's About Tina.

Tina ?

What About Tina ?

Do You Know

What She Does ?

I Haven't Asked.

Maybe You Should,

You Know ?

Maybe You Shouldn't Tell Me

How To Pick My Friends.

I'm Pretty Good At That.

I Picked You,

Remember ?

[ Ringing ]

Hello ?

Hi !

Bryce ?

- Can I Explain ?

- Oh, You Don't Have To.

- Look, Uh--

- Things Are Different Now.

- Can I See You ?

- No. I Have To Go.

[ Dial Tone ]

[ Bryce ]

You Don't Hate Me, Do You ?

No ! But You Went

To Philadelphia !

Someone Has To Make Money

In This Family.

Where Are You Going ?

I Have

A Private Lesson.

I Know.

I Hired You For The Day.

I Figured You'd Be Mad

And I Wanted To See You.

And It Worked !

[ Man ]

Thank You.

[ Bryce ]

2Nd-Year Instructor, You're On

The Cover Of Powder Magazine.

Your Picture's On The Poster.

You Could Get Used To That,

Couldn't You ?

Come On, Bryce, They Took

Like A Million Pictures Of

All The Guys In The Ski School.

I'm Probably The Only One

Who Had His Eyes Open.

Sure.

Would You Like

To Come Up For A Drink ?

Um.

Bryce, This Was A Really

Nice Day, But I Just--

Please.

I Just Want To Talk

To You. That's All.

About What ?

About That We Used

To Be Friends Once.

Maybe We Could Be Again.

I Miss It Very Much.

That's All.

Oh, Just A Drink.

Just A Drink !

Come On.

It's Very Simple, Dex.

It's Just Something

I Can't Do On My Own.

Why Not ?

Because My Mother's Comin' In

From Des Moines Tomorrow...

And If I Don't Pick Her Up

At The Airport...

All Of A Sudden

I Don't Love Her Or Somethin'.

You Give This

To A Guy Named Steve.

He'll Know What You Look Like.

What's In It ?

That's The Wrong Question, Man,

Because It Don't Matter.

But Let's Just Say It Did

And The Police Bust You.

They Gonna Give You

A Lie Detector Test.

But You're Gonna Pass.

Know Why ?

'Cause You Don't Know What's

In It.

You Are Completely

Full Of Sh*t, Jake.

It's A Shitty World,

Dex.

[ Clicking Tongue ]

How Much ?

Thousand Bucks.

All I Gotta Do Is Give This

To A Guy Named Steve ?

Hey, If I Wasn't Busy,

Man, I'd Be Doin' It Myself.

[ Sighing ]

I'll Do It.

Is That Clock Right ?

Yeah. Waitin'

For Someone ?

Kind Of.

Hey, You Know A Guy Named,

Uh, Steve Something ?

Stevie Dee, The Stever,

Or Something Like That ?

No, Never

Heard Of Him.

[ Door Opening ]

Are You Steve ?

'Fraid Not.

- Got Some Coffee For Me ?

- Black ?

Get Another One ?

[ Sniffling ]

Maybe He's Steve.

You Steve ?

- Steve Who ?

- Steve Who ?

I Don't Know

His Last Name.

Hey, How You Doin' ?

Mornin'.

[ Cigarette Lighter Top

Snapping ]

[ Whispering ]

Oh No.

You Okay There, Cowboy ?

Fine ! I'm Fine.

Anybody In There ?

Yeah.

[ Toilet Flushing ]

I Don't Know What

You Two Guys Are Up To.

You Want To Frisk Me, Go Ahead !

I Got Nothing. Go Ahead.

You Sure

You're Okay, Pal ?

[ Man ]

Is The B*tch Really Smart ?

[ Bartender ]

She Looks At You With

These 4,000-Year-Old Eyes.

The Other One, Of Course,

Is The Dumb As Stone.

That's To Be Expected.

What Do You Got ?

Doberman,

A Red One And A Black One.

[ Man ]

You Dexter ?

Why ?

I'm Steve.

We Might Have

A Little Problem.

[ Door Opening ]

Can I Talk To You ?

No.

Please.

'Til The End Of This Song.

Look, I Had A Private Lesson.

All Night ?

- Were You With Bryce ?

- Can I Explain This ?

If You Were,

It's Explanation Enough.

Yes, I Was.

Sh*t.

She Hired Me For The Day.

Oh, And You Have

A Speech Impediment ?

- You Can't Say No ?

- She's Just Someone

Who's Taken An Interest...

In My Work,

All Right ?

She's Tryin' To Help Me.

To Be What ?

To Be More Than

Just A Rivet-Head

From Detroit, Michigan.

You Will Always Be

From Michigan, T.J.

Whether You Ever Make

Anything Of Yourself

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