Beach Pillows Page #2
- Year:
- 2014
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LEAVES BEHIND, YOU KNOW?
NOBODY'S SAYING
IT'S YOUR FAULT, MAN.
HAD I NOT HAD:
MORGAN.
HEY, I'M LIKE A THIRD
YOU GET ALL THE HOLES PUNCHED,
SANDWICH. GOOD SANDWICHES.
IT'S A FREE COUNTRY,
- THAT'S ALL I'M SAYING.
- RIGHT.
SO, SHE EITHER
FOLLOWED ME THERE...
THAT DOESN' SOUND LIKE DANIELLA.
...OR SHE SAW ME, AND THEN SHE
STRATEGICALLY POSITIONED HERSELF
WHICH, I'M SORRY, THAT'S SAD.
SHITSUCKER:
WHY WE HANG OUT WITH CAMPBELL.
DON'T DO THAT.
WHOA! WHOA! WHOA!
WHOA! WHOA! WHOA!
HEY! OH!
[DOG GROWLING]
OH, SHE'S CUTE!
WHAT IS SHE, A WESTIE?
[GROANS]
["ME ME ME" PLAYS]
[METAL CLANGS]
WELL, I DON'T BLAME YOU
[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]
IF HE INTERRUPTS A FEELING
I GUESS IT'S ME, ME, ME
PLEASE HURRY.
HIS NOSE IS BLEEDING REALLY BAD.
I think he's on coke.
- [SIGHS]
WELL, I DON'T JUDGE YOU
[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]
- WHOA! AAH!
THEN LET HIM:
I GUESS IT'S ME, ME, ME
YES, IT'S ME, ME, ME
GOD, IT'S ME, ME, ME, ME, ME
GO! GO!
[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION]
MIDWOOD!
THEY SAID:
NO. NO. THAT'S WEIRD.
I WAS... I WAS ALONE.
THEN WHAT'S THIS
ABOUT CAMPBELL?
WELL, I THOUGH IT WAS HIS APARTMENT.
YOU THOUGH CAMPBELL WAS LIVING THERE?
YEAH, THAT'S WHY
BUT YOU DIDN'T WAIT, MORGAN.
TO THE BATHROOM, MOM!
- OH.
- THAT'S FROM YOU.
TO THE STARBUCKS OR SOMETHING?
I MEAN, THEY'RE PRETTY CLEAN.
OR COOKIE.
- YEAH.
WELL, THAT HAPPENS.
NOT TO ME.
[SIGHS]
LOOK, I FEEL DUMB, MOM.
I'M SORRY, OKAY?
CAMPBELL FORGO TO LEAVE ME A KEY.
I JUST REALLY HAD TO GO SO BAD.
- YEAH, I GOT CONFUSED.
- NO. NO.
I JUST FORGOT, OKAY?
THE CITY'S BIG.
THE ADDRESS?
- NO, I DIDN'T.
LOOK, I REALLY THOUGH I-I KNEW WHERE IT WAS, OKAY?
I FORGOT. I'M... I'M SORRY.
I FEEL STUPID.
NO, STUPID.
I'LL TELL YOU WHAT WAS STUPID.
WHAT WAS STUPID WAS THREATENING
HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I TOLD YOU?
DAD, I WASN'T GONNA
DO ANYTHING.
[SIGHS]
THINK IT WOULD BE BES IF YOU MOVED HOME FOR A WHILE.
WHAT?
SOME MOTIVATION,
SOME CONCEPT OF RESPONSIBILITY.
OH, MY GOD.
YOU DON'T.
AND, BY THE WAY, I'M NOT GONNA
NOT WITH THIS TRIAL COMING UP.
I MEAN, A TRIAL?!
NO, YOU'RE GONNA
I THINK THERE'S A CURVE
I SEE IT!
I'M JUST SAYING
BECAUSE THEY'RE COMING AROUND
THE BLIND SPOT.
I UNDERSTAND THAT,
BUT I CAN'T SEE IT.
I KNOW!
[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
[CAR DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]
[ENGINE TURNS OVER]
[RAILROAD CROSSING DINGING,
TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS]
[SIGHS]
WAKE UP, KARLA.
WAKE UP.
- [SMACKS LIPS] HMM?
- HEY, SWEETIE.
- HEY.
YEAH.
IS EVERYTHING... OH, MY GOD.
WHAT... WHAT HAPPENED
TO YOUR EYE?
OH, NO.
NOTHING. IT'S OKAY.
IN THE WAREHOUSE.
[BOTH LAUGH]
IT'S FINE NOW.
EVERYTHING'S FINE.
- MORGAN?
- WHAT?
I THOUGH IT MIGHT MAKE ME LOOK TOUGH.
[BOTH LAUGH]
NO.
IT'S JUST... [SIGHS]
WHAT?
- OH.
THIS BIG PRESENTATION TOMORROW,
- [LAUGHS]
- I UNDERSTAND.
A GOOD NIGHT'S SLEEP.
I LOVE YOU.
I LOVE YOU.
- GOOD NIGHT, SWEETIE.
- MM-HMM.
[GROANS]
[CHUCKLES]
[SIGHS]
Bye.
[DOOR CLOSES]
[SIGHS]
- [GROWLS PLAYFULLY]
- [SQUEALS]
- OOH!
- HAH!
I JUST FEEL WEIRD ABOU BEING ON THE BED RIGHT NOW.
THAT'S ALL. HE DIDN'T EVEN
[BOTH LAUGH]
JUST WORRY ABOU GETTING THEM OFF.
COME ON.
[LAUGHS]
CAMPBELL.
[HAND SLAPS]
[LAUGHS]
[BOTH MOANING]
THE WRONG APARTMENT,
AND BANG KARLA!
THAT SLICK F***.
REAL SLICK.
MAYBE YOU JUST FORGO WHERE IT WAS.
NAH, NAH, NAH.
I'M PRETTY SURE HE TOLD ME 54.
BACKWARDS.
YOU SAID:
YEAH, I DID SAY
AND, YES,
BUT, NO, I DON'T RECALL
LOOK, WE'RE GETTING
GIVE ME THAT!
[CHUCKLES]
WHERE'S THE TV?
I'D SEE THAT.
THESE THINGS AREN'T HAPPENING?
I WASN'T PRETENDING.
I WAS LISTENING.
AND LISTENING TO WHAT CAMPBELL
DID TO US, MAN.
WITH MY TELEVISION?
BAIL, BUDDY.
BAIL COSTS MONEY.
BAIL ME OUT.
I TRIED, THOUGH!
AND EVERYTHING, MAN!
I HAD TO BORROW ED'S MOM'S CAR.
NO. NO.
THAT WASN'T SMART, NICK.
THAT WAS RECKLESS.
WITH YOUR RECORD...
MORGAN.
AND I APPRECIATE IT, MAN.
I REALLY DO, BUT...
IF THAT FAMILY HAD SEEN YOU...
THAT'S THE THING.
THAT MOTHERF***ER
WAS IN THERE, TOO.
STILL HAD THE PINSTRIPES ON
AND EVERYTHING, THANK GOD,
OR ELSE I PROBABLY WOULDN' EVEN HAVE RECOGNIZED HIM.
HOLY CRAP.
FOR A SPLIT SECOND, EYE CONTACT.
- HOW MUCH DID YOU GET FOR IT?
- FOR WHAT?
THE TV.
- CAN WE... CAN WE BUY IT BACK?
- NO, NO, NO, NO.
UNFORTUNATELY, I HAD TO
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