Beach Pillows Page #5
- Year:
- 2014
- 96 min
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[SIGHS]
YEAH, ALL GOOD THINGS, ED.
ISN'T THAT RIGHT, MORGAN?
ABSOLUTELY.
ABSOLUTELY RIGHT.
NOW, ARE YOU READY?
JUST START THE F***ING SONG!
- ARE YOU READY, BETTY?
- KATIE.
- HOW...
- MUCH...
- IS...
- THAT...
I THINK THAT'S...
I THINK THAT'S THE MOS IMPORTANT THING IN THE WORLD.
AND ANIMALS?
GOD, WHAT COULD BE
PEOPLE, MAYBE,
BUT THEY'RE NOT NEARLY AS CUTE.
- NOT MOST.
- TWO WORDS.
- ARF!
- ARF!
I WANT TO WRITE.
WHAT DO YOU WAN TO WRITE ABOUT?
THAT'S THE THING.
I HAVEN'T FOUGHT IN A WAR.
I HAVEN'T TROTTED THE GLOBE.
I'D LOVE TO TRAVEL.
- WAGGLY...
- TAIL ME, TOO.
AND PAUSE.
I MEAN, I'M WORKING
ON ALCOHOLISM.
I'M MAKING SOME
PRETTY SIGNIFICANT STRIDES.
YOU WENT TO COLLEGE.
YEAH, BUT, LIKE, ME AND
EVERY OTHER UNEMPLOYED A**HOLE.
I CAN'T WAIT FOR COLLEGE.
DOGGY...
IN...
IT'S, LIKE, THE BEST.
YOU KNOW, ABOUT COLLEGE.
I JUST...
MY ENVIRONMENT'S
NOT PARTICULARLY INTERESTING.
- I...
- DO...
THOUGH IT HAS BEEN
PRETTY ENTERTAINING LATELY.
YOU KNOW?
YEAH, IT COULD BE FUN.
MAYBE I JUST GOT TO, LIKE,
YOU KNOW?
STOP LOOKING IN:
AND START LOOKING UP.
- SALE.
- IT HAPPENED!
OH, IT HAPPENED.
IT HAPPENED, AND IT FEELS
SO MUCH F***ING BETTER
THAN I EVER COULD HAVE IMAGINED.
- CONGRATU-F***ING-LATIONS.
- OH, I TELL YOU.
IT'S LIKE BEING BORN.
- ISN'T IT LIKE BEING BORN?
- I DON'T REMEMBER.
[LAUGHTER]
YOU THINK THAT DOGGY,
THAT MAGNIFICENT BEAST,
ISN'T FOR SALE!
I IMAGINE IT IS, NICK.
YOU'RE F***ING-A RIGHT, IT IS!
BUT I HAVE NO IDEA WHA HE'S F***ING TALKING ABOUT.
GET MY WALLET!
COLLEGE BOUND.
YOU MUST BE EXCITED,
A WHOLE NEW WORLD AHEAD OF YOU.
YEAH.
IT'LL BE GREAT TO GET AWAY
FROM MY PARENTS, THOUGH.
OF THAT ATTITUDE.
I THINK IT MIGHT JUST BE
YOU KNOW?
YOU GOT TO BREAK DOWN THE WALLS.
I MEAN, PEOPLE HAVE
DIFFERENT TASTES IN MUSIC,
DIFFERENT IDEAS:
OF HOW YOU SHOULD DRESS.
WHICH IS COMPLETELY RIDICULOUS,
BECAUSE THIS IS JUST LOVELY.
YOU LIKE IT?
VERY MUCH.
SO, I'M, UH...
I'M A LITTLE BIT OLDER THAN YOU.
YOU DON'T REALLY SEEM IT.
I GET KIND OF UNCOMFORTABLE.
I MEAN,
YOU DON'T LOOK THAT WAY.
OH, I SHAVED YESTERDAY.
ME TOO.
THAT'S FINE.
NOTHING TO BE ASHAMED OF.
MY AUNT HAS A GLANDULAR PROBLEM,
BUT THAT'S JUST...
THAT'S FINE.
[INHALES DEEPLY]
["DOESN'T MATTER" PLAYS]
[SIGHS]
IT'S AFTER NOON
WHEN I WAKE UP:
I NEVER USED TO:
SLEEP THIS MUCH:
THE WINTER'S GONE,
AND SO ARE YOU:
WAITING AROUND:
IS ALL I HAVE TO DO
OH, OH-OH-OH-OH-OH
OH, OH-OH-OH-OH-OH
OH, OH-OH-OH-OH-OH
OH, OH-OH-OH-OH-OH
WHEN I WAKE UP:
THINK THIS MUCH:
I'M FEELING BORED,
I'M NOT CONCERNED
THINGS WILL BE FINE,
OR THEY'LL GET WORSE
OH, OH-OH-OH-OH-OH
HEY, BUDDY.
OH, OH-OH-OH-OH-OH
BUDDY, YOU'RE UP EARLY, HUH?
OH, OH-OH-OH-OH-OH
NICK?
SH*T.
NICK!
OH, OH-OH-OH-OH-OH
HEY! HEY! HEY!
NICK! NICK!
NICK. HEY.
HEY, THERE.
[CHUCKLES]
- ALL RIGHT?
- HEY, YOU.
- HOW YOU DOING?
- I'M GOOD.
YEAH?
DID YOU SLEEP OUT HERE?
I'M OUTSIDE, AREN'T I?
MM-HMM.
SH*T, MORGAN.
YEAH?
I THINK I PISSED MYSELF.
[LAUGHS]
NO. NO, YOU DIDN'T.
DUDE, MY PANTS ARE ALL SOAKED.
- [LAUGHS]
- [GASPS]
YOU OKAY?
AAH!
[COUGHING]
SO, HOW'D IT GO LAST NIGHT?
HOW'D WHAT GO?
WHAT? THE SWEETIE
IN THE BLACK BATHING SUIT.
[SIGHS]
OKAY.
SO, HOW'D IT GO?
[SIGHS]
OKAY.
OKAY-DOKAY OR OKAY-NOKAY?
OKAY-OKAY.
YOU SPEAK IN RIDDLES,
MY FRIEND.
WELL, OKAY-OKAY'S STILL PRETTY
F***ING OKAY WITH THAT DISH.
HMM?
[SIGHS]
IT'S KARLA, YOU KNOW?
NO.
FORTUNATELY, I DON'T.
GOD, YOU KNOW WHAT'S NOT FUN
TO THINK ABOUT?
NOPE.
PLEASE DON'T TELL ME.
YOU WILL NEVER GE WHAT YOU WANT.
AND WHAT'S THAT, EXACTLY?
SEE?
THAT'S WHAT I MEAN.
AND IN SPITE OF EVERYTHING ELSE,
SHE'D STILL BE IT,
BUT BECAUSE OF:
WOW. YOU... YOU MAKE "IT"
SOUND SO SIMPLE.
NO. MAN, IT'S TOUGH.
IT F***ING SUCKS SOMETIMES.
BUT WHEN IT'S COOL,
YOU'LL KNOW IT'S COOL.
AND WITH KARLA,
IT OBVIOUSLY WASN'T.
IT USED TO BE.
YEAH, WELL, MY PARENTS
USED TO BE MARRIED.
SH*T HAPPENS.
"GRADUALLY AND THEN SUDDENLY."
I'M SORRY?
"THE SUN ALSO RISES"?
OH, I SAW THAT.
NUCLEAR APOCALYPSE.
GYLLENHAAL.
[LAUGHS]
HEMINGWAY.
YEAH.
THAT IS SO PRETENTIOUS.
I'M JUST QUOTING NOVELS,
NON SEQUITUR.
YOU KNOW, I'M SORRY.
IT'S NOT PRETENTIOUS,
AS HEMINGWAY IS TOO FAMOUS.
IT'S PATHETIC.
DON'T DO THAT, MAN.
DON'T... DON'T GET DOWN
HEY, I LOVE IT.
THANK YOU.
[LAUGHS]
WHAT EVER HAPPENED
TO YOU BECOMING A WRITER?
WHO'S GONNA IMMORTALIZE ME, HUH?
THERE WAS JUST NOTHING
WHEN I GRADUATED, YOU KNOW?
BAD TIMING.
I DIDN'T GET INTO
THAT IOWA PROGRAM.
HONESTLY, I HAVEN'T HAD ANYTHING
TO WRITE ABOUT...
UNTIL RECENTLY.
SO, LIKE,
STUFF'S HAPPENING, HUH?
CAN'T SEEM TO STOP IT FROM.
CAN I READ IT?
IT'S NOT FINISHED.
YOU KNOW, MAYBE I SHOULD
JUST DO THE FINANCE THING,
LIVE IN THE CITY.
I MEAN, THAT'S WHAT THEY WANT.
WELL, IT'S CLEARLY NO WHAT YOU WANT, BROTHER.
HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT?
HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT?
HOW DO YOU KNOW:
- I MEAN, LOOK AT CAMPBELL.
- NO, F*** CAMPBELL.
I'M NOT GONNA LOOK AT CAMPBELL.
F*** HIM.
ALL CAMPBELL DOES
F***ING READS BOOKS
ABOUT TRADING.
FUCKS HIS GIRLFRIEND
THINKING ABOUT TRADING.
FUCKS OTHER PEOPLE'S GIRLFRIENDS
THINKING ABOUT TRADING
HIS GIRLFRIEND.
WHAT'S HE DOING?
NOTHING.
HE'S MOVING MONEY
FROM ONE PLACE TO ANOTHER.
WHAT'S THAT DO?
WHO'S THAT AFFECT?
- WHO ARE WE AFFECTING?
- WHO ARE WE AFFECTING?
WELL, RIGHT NOW, MORGAN,
I'M TRYING TO GE YOUR HEAD ON STRAIGHT.
AND IF YOU HAD BEEN PAYING
ATTENTION YESTERDAY IN THE POOL,
THE ENTIRE COMFORT LEVEL
OF THE BEACH-GOING COMMUNITY
AS WE KNOW IT!
AND I THINK ED'S UPSTAIRS
BANGING MY SISTER.
HOW'S THAT RUBBING YOU?
EH.
ED'S A GOOD KID.
BESIDES, HIS COCK'S SO SMALL,
HE'S PROBABLY
HARDLY MAKING A DENT.
[BOTH LAUGH]
I JUST CAN'T BELIEVE
YEAH.
SHE DID IT TO THE HALF A MAN
YOU BECAME:
ALL YOUR FAULTS, FAILURES,
AND FORGOTTEN DREAMS
WITH HER PRESENCE,
WHICH IS HALF A MAN LESS
THAN SHE DESERVED.
HEY, SHE'S STILL
A TWO-TIMING SLUT, MY FRIEND.
DON'T YOU F***ING SAY THAT.
OH, DID SHE LIE?
- I MEAN IT.
- WAS SHE PROMISCUOUS?
HEY, I'M JUST SAYING.
- WHERE ARE YOU GOING, MAN?
- LAWYER.
THIS IS MADNESS.
WHO YOU GOT?
CHRIS FUMUSO'S DAD.
I THOUGHT HE COACHED SOCCER.
AHH.
NO, NO, NO, NO, NO.
- MIMI, MIMI, MIMI.
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