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about it the wrong way.

Right.

I tried to call your mom.

Well, she never says

anything bad about you.

How you doing? You okay?

Where you working now?

Well, we're going

back down to Long Beach.

Then we go up to Seattle.

And down to Scottsdale.

Scottsdale, Arizona.

I was thinking about

orange the other day.

The colour.

You take it for granted, right?

The colour orange.

But what is it, really?

- The colour?

- Yeah.

But that's it. Just tell me,

what is orange?

- I don't know.

- That's my point. You take it for granted.

You don't think about stuff like that.

It's just there.

Did John get you

that camera stuff you wanted?

Yeah.

Yeah, finally.

- He can be a real drag.

- Yeah, Mom thinks he's a creep.

Yeah.

We'll see.

We'll see.

Gotta make some changes.

Anne.

No, no, don't hang up.

What do you mean, Debbie

doesn't come to the phone?

I ran into Bobby the other day.

I wanted to tell you.

No, no, hey... Hey.

Annie?

Annie?

Annie!

Patti, it's an hour earlier in L.A.

It is.

I'm so sorry about what happened

with Scotty's drawings at school, but...

No...

I've agreed to the counselling.

I'm offering you 50l50!

That's fair. That's...

That's more than fair.

I'm trying to be decent.

Well, I don't have that much money!

And don't call me

in my dressing room anymore.

That is where I prepare.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Patti?

Okay, we'll talk then.

Back straight. Chest up.

Chin up. Smile.

"Your drink, key-holder."

- How's your room?

- It's okay.

I'm at the Sunburst.

How are rehearsals going?

That b*tch.

What's wrong?

Why did I get married, Carp?

Once, you can understand.

I got married twice.

Patti showed up with Scotty.

- Yeah?

- No warning.

Just popped in town

to f*** with Bob's head.

My lawyer called.

She told him that Scotty has written

"F*** Daddy" on a wall somewhere.

In the divorce papers, she says

that I showed him X-rated videos.

Did you?

I was editing.

He might've seen something.

It's how it looks, John, you know?

- To the press.

- Right.

You can't give people a chance...

...to put you down.

- You know what I'm saying?

- I do.

You know...

...maybe you should go back to radio.

- You love radio.

- You heard radio lately?

It's attacks on the president of the U.S.

Jokes.

- Yeah.

- Filthy jokes. They're very dirty.

- Rock. It's not my bag.

- You know, I'm just trying to help, Bob.

I'm your friend.

You're my only friend, John.

What time is it?

It's 7:
30.

- We should go.

- I gotta change. Where we going?

Surf or turf?

Surf...

...and turf! Come on!

Yeah, Big Daddy.

Carpy?

John?

That you?

Word is, colonel, there's

going to be a surprise inspection.

I don't know about you, but if

there's gonna be an inspection...

...I got things to hide.

My God, the building's on fire!

Look at all those police cars

and photographers.

Photographers?

Oh, my God, there's the mayor too!

Is my wife down there?

What does she look like?

I don't remember!

She's a fox.

Look at the caboose on her.

A day without sex...

...is a day wasted.

- Is a day wasted. Yeah.

This place is dead.

Well, we still got time

to hit a strip joint.

Yeah, we need to talk.

I don't like the sound of that.

That's what a chick says

when she's gonna lower the boom.

Thinking about getting out.

Of what?

Whole scene.

- Whole what scene?

- The dinner theatre.

- All the rest.

- Excuse me. I'm confused.

The road. The hustling.

The broads. The whole thing.

You mean me.

I'm part of the whole thing?

Well, without the dinner theatre,

we'd see each other less.

I want to restart my career.

You're kidding, right?

- Well, what about my equipment?

- Good news.

You can keep it. I'll buy my own.

You're gonna buy a Betacam, right?

Nobody needs John Carpenter.

You just buy a Betacam.

Tommy Smothers bought Betacam.

Dick Martin. And now you.

- What about me?

- You'll be okay.

We got a good thing going,

Big Daddy. Why ruin it?

You'll be all right.

I see. I'm like Anne and Patti.

You find a better deal,

and dump me.

I'm sick of scoring broads

for you, okay?

There. I said it.

What am I, a drag?

A drag on your career?

Who's always been there for you?

When you were moping?

"Oh, John, John,

nobody wants to hire me!"

Flying around the country.

Hauling your sh*t from the airport.

Taking seconds!

I'm a drag? Well,

you're a f***ing loser.

- Bob Crane's a loser!

- I ain't a loser!

Bob Crane ain't a loser.

You brought Bob Crane down!

- Bob Crane is a good guy!

- Bob, let's not do this.

Please.

John, you're my friend.

Okay?

You'll always be my friend.

Sh*t. I'm supposed to call Carolyn.

About the Jacuzzi party.

- Hello?

- Hey, it's John.

- How's it going?

- All right.

- You alone?

- Yeah.

You didn't score?

Man, I'm in my damn shorts.

How about you?

Negative. I had to drive her

halfway out to nowhere.

- What happened?

- She said, "No way."

Well, what do you mean?

She wouldn't let me

come to her place.

She wouldn't come to my place.

- Boy, I don't need that.

- Christ!

Bob?

You know, I was thinking...

You know...

...if I said anything

earlier tonight that...

- Don't worry about it.

- Well, you know, I...

- Did you think about it?

- What's that?

You know. What we talked about.

You know, what we talked about.

Yeah, I need to take a break.

I just, you know,

this thing with Patti. All of it.

I need a break.

I need a break, I need a break.

You know, I'm sorry.

You'll change your mind.

I'll change my mind?

Are you deaf?

What the f***'s wrong with you?

Kaput. All right?

We're still friends, right?

You need a ride tomorrow

to the airport?

I got a luncheon at noon.

- John?

- Don't bother.

- Just don't f***ing bother.

- Okay.

Don't get all worked up.

I gotta get some sleep.

- Bob?

- I'll give you a call sometime, Carpy.

The investigation

was not well handled.

Scottsdale was a small town

back then.

They suspected Carpy,

but didn't prosecute.

Not a solid case, they said.

This was before DNA.

Fourteen years later, a new district

attorney brought him up for trial.

John told them, "He was my friend.

Why would I kill him?"

Evidence had been lost,

memories faded.

He was acquitted.

Four years later,

he died of a heart attack.

I can't blame him.

He was a cool guy, in his way.

That's how it is.

Men gotta have fun.

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