Beach Pillows Page #2
- Year:
- 2014
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LIVING OFF WHAT MAN
LEAVES BEHIND, YOU KNOW?
NOBODY'S SAYING
IT'S YOUR FAULT, MAN.
I MEAN, IT'S HARD TO SAY
WHAT A GUY LIKE ME
WOULD HAVE GONE THROUGH
HAD I NOT HAD:
THE SUPPORT NETWORK I DID.
MORGAN.
HEY, I'M LIKE A THIRD
OF THE WAY THERE.
YOU GET ALL THE HOLES PUNCHED,
SANDWICH. GOOD SANDWICHES.
IT'S A FREE COUNTRY,
AND WE BECOME ACCUSTOMED
TO HANGING OUT AT THE SAME
- 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:
FORGOT TO LEAVE A KEY.
WHY WE HANG OUT WITH CAMPBELL.
DON'T DO THAT.
WHOA! WHOA! WHOA!
WHOA! WHOA! WHOA!
WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO?
HEY! OH!
WE'RE IN THE WRONG APARTMENT.
[DOG GROWLING]
OH, SHE'S CUTE!
WHAT IS SHE, A WESTIE?
[GROANS]
["ME ME ME" PLAYS]
[METAL CLANGS]
AS MUCH AS YOU COULD STAND
WELL, I DON'T BLAME YOU
[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]
AND PUTS LIES IN YOUR HEAD
IF HE INTERRUPTS A FEELING
THAT HE CANNOT COMPREHEND
I GUESS IT'S ME, ME, ME
PLEASE HURRY.
HIS NOSE IS BLEEDING REALLY BAD.
I think he's on coke.
- [SIGHS]
- BUT I COULD NOT SPEAK UP
WELL, I DON'T JUDGE YOU
[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]
IF YOU JUST WON'T GIVE UP
- AND YOU JUST WON'T GIVE IN
- 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!
SEE YOU IN HELL, SHITSUCKER!
[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION]
MIDWOOD!
CAMPBELL WAS WITH YOU?
HE WAS THE OTHER GUY?
WAIT, WHAT OTHER GUY?
THEY SAID:
THERE WAS ANOTHER GUY.
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.
WELL, I HAD TO GO
TO THE BATHROOM, MOM!
- OH.
- THAT'S FROM YOU.
WELL, WHY DIDN'T YOU GO
TO THE STARBUCKS OR SOMETHING?
I MEAN, THEY'RE PRETTY CLEAN.
OR COOKIE.
- YEAH.
CREPT UP ON ME, DAD.
WELL, THAT HAPPENS.
TO YOU TWO IT 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.
- FROM THE DRUGS.
- NO. NO.
I JUST FORGOT, OKAY?
THE CITY'S BIG.
WELL, DIDN'T YOU WRITE DOWN
THE ADDRESS?
- NO, I DIDN'T.
- ALSO FROM YOU.
'CAUSE YOU KNOW WHAT?
I DID NOT DO ANYTHING.
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
THE MAN WITH A GOLF CLUB.
HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I TOLD YOU?
MEN DO NOT USE WEAPONS.
MEN USE THEIR HANDS!
DAD, I WASN'T GONNA
DO ANYTHING.
- MEN USE THEIR HANDS!
- I WASN'T GONNA DO ANYTHING!
OKAY! HE GETS IT!
WE ALL GET IT!
[SIGHS]
THINK IT WOULD BE BES IF YOU MOVED HOME FOR A WHILE.
WHAT?
AT LEAST UNTIL YOU SHOW
SOME MOTIVATION,
SOME CONCEPT OF RESPONSIBILITY.
OH, MY GOD.
DAD, I WORK REALLY HARD.
YOU DON'T.
AND, BY THE WAY, I'M NOT GONNA
FOR YOUR RENT EVERY MONTH,
NOT WITH THIS TRIAL COMING UP.
I MEAN, A TRIAL?!
HOW MUCH A LAWYER COSTS?
NO, YOU'RE GONNA
STAY HOME WITH US. THAT'S IT.
YOUR MOTHER AND I
CAN KEEP AN EYE ON YOU.
I THINK THERE'S A CURVE
TO THE LEFT HERE.
I SEE IT!
I'M JUST SAYING
YOU GOT TO WATCH OUT FOR IT,
BECAUSE THEY'RE COMING AROUND
THE BLIND SPOT.
THIS IS WHY I DRIVE,
BECAUSE I CAN SEE IT!
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.
- I'M SORRY FOR WAKING YOU.
- HEY.
YEAH.
IS EVERYTHING... OH, MY GOD.
WHAT... WHAT HAPPENED
TO YOUR EYE?
OH, NO.
NOTHING. IT'S OKAY.
THERE WAS THIS A**HOLE BOX
IN THE WAREHOUSE.
[BOTH LAUGH]
IT'S FINE NOW.
EVERYTHING'S FINE.
- MORGAN?
- WHAT?
AM I NOT CUTE ANYMORE?
I THOUGH IT MIGHT MAKE ME LOOK TOUGH.
[BOTH LAUGH]
IS MY SYMMETRY OFF?
'CAUSE YOU CAN KNOCK ME
NO.
IT'S JUST... [SIGHS]
WHAT?
- I HAVE TO GET UP SO EARLY.
- OH.
THIS BIG PRESENTATION TOMORROW,
- [LAUGHS]
- I UNDERSTAND.
I JUST REALLY NEED
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!
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!
I JUST FEEL WEIRD ABOU BEING ON THE BED RIGHT NOW.
THAT'S ALL. HE DIDN'T EVEN
TAKE OFF HIS SHOES.
LET'S NOT TALK ABOUT HIM.
[BOTH LAUGH]
HOW'D YOU GET YOUR UNDERWEAR
BACK ON THE SAME WAY?
JUST WORRY ABOU GETTING THEM OFF.
COME ON.
[LAUGHS]
CAMPBELL.
[HAND SLAPS]
[LAUGHS]
[BOTH MOANING]
THAT'S WHY CAMPBELL TOLD US
THE WRONG APARTMENT,
SO HE COULD SNEAK OFF
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.
WE WENT TO 45!
BACKWARDS.
YOU SAID:
YOU HAD BEEN THERE BEFORE.
YEAH, I DID SAY
I'D BEEN THERE BEFORE,
AND, YES,
I HAD BEEN THERE BEFORE.
BUT, NO, I DON'T RECALL
WHAT THE PLACE LOOKED LIKE.
LOOK, WE'RE GETTING
DANGEROUSLY OFF TOPIC HERE.
WHAT IS THIS, PRINCESS CUT?
GIVE ME THAT!
[CHUCKLES]
WHERE'S THE TV?
I'D SEE THAT.
WHY DO YOU PRETEND LIKE
THESE THINGS AREN'T HAPPENING?
I WASN'T PRETENDING.
I WAS LISTENING.
JUST LISTENING ABOUT KARLA.
AND LISTENING TO WHAT CAMPBELL
DID TO US, MAN.
WITH MY TELEVISION?
BAIL, BUDDY.
BAIL COSTS MONEY.
YEAH, AND YOU DIDN'T EVEN
BAIL ME OUT.
I TRIED, THOUGH!
AND EVERYTHING, MAN!
I HAD TO BORROW ED'S MOM'S CAR.
SHE CALLED IN SICK.
NO. NO.
YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE DONE THAT.
THAT WASN'T SMART, NICK.
THAT WAS RECKLESS.
WITH YOUR RECORD...
MORGAN.
EH, YOU KNOW THAT.
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.
I KNOW... HE LOOKED ME
RIGHT IN THE EYES, TOO.
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
TAKE CARE OF THE OTHER ISSUE
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