Blood and Wine

Henry!

- There he is!

- Sh*t.

- You got him?

- Let him eat.

Yeah. Let him eat it.

All right, let's go!

Got him on!

I got him!

Come on!

Come on back! Whoo!

- Yeah!

- Don't let it whip your ass!

He ain't goin' nowhere!

Whoo!

Look at this puppy go!

All right, hold up!

Hold up! He's running.

What is it?

I don't know. Feels like a bull.

Maybe a hammerhead.

- Oh, no, it's a bull.

- Yeah?

Okay, get ready.

He's turning.

I got him. I got him.

F***. Whoo! Whoo!

All right, here he is!

He's whupped! Let's do it!

- Watch the mouth!

- Hey, you the one with the scar, man!

Here we go!

- You got him! Come on!

- Henry!

Yeah!

Peaceful out here.

Ain't it, Henry?

Yeah.

Buenos das!

Good morning, Miami!

You are listening to 86.9, where the music

is hotter than the weather!

- Got sand up my pants.

- I don't do laundry.

Hey. Here.

So, how much to get

your boat fixed, Henry?

New gasket, fuel pump,

paint job-

Forget the paint.

- Fix it.

- Tears in my eyes, man.

Tears.

I've had it with the beach.

This is the year

I get my own boat.

- Your toast burned.

- I like it dark.

You're not going to work like that.

Go put on a shirt.

This is a shirt.

No, this is a shirt.

It has a collar, sleeves, cuffs, buttons.

No rips, no tears, no slogans.

So fire me.

It's too early for this, guys.

- What's up?

- He wants me to change my shirt.

Oh.

Well... you should

go change your shirt.

Nice to have you home,

just for the novelty.

I told you I was gonna play poker.

Boys' night out.

- I won.

- Hey! Lightning strikes.

We need to skip this conversation.

I was at the market yesterday

buying some groceries.

There was an enormous line...

and I was waiting

for the card to go through.

And there was this old lady who started

actually rolling oranges down the counter...

like a bowling alley.

We were canceled.

I know.

I felt about as big as an ant.

It's the third time this year.

I'll get you a new one.

Things are gonna turn around.

That's your theme song.

Get her to go easy

on the codeine, will ya.

Makes her mean.

Well, maybe if you got home on time once

in a while, she could skip the chemical help.

All she did was break her ankle, Alex.

Did you never have

a fight with his father?

- No.

- Ah.

A saint.

I should have known.

Only the good die young.

Oh! Alex.

The Chateau Pichon-Longueville '85.

Stunning achievement.

Can I call it profound, Alex?

Yeah, that's the word for it,

all right.

Profound. Okay.

Todd!

Has Jason loaded my car yet?

A hundred seventy-seven yards

in the first half.

Fish.

Not bad.

F*** off.

Third down, seven yards to go.

You know what I was doing

when I was your age, Jason?

Selling ties in Saks Fifth Avenue

in New York City.

Hundreds and hundreds of ties.

One time I got so hot,

I sold the tie right off my own neck.

I was pulling down 500 a week.

Lawyers made less,

and they went to college.

But you're broke.

They're not.

I'm talking to you, Jason.

I'm trying to teach you things.

And what do I get?

Prime-time sh*t, sh*t and more sh*t.

Then you're probably used to it by now.

You've been around half my life.

He's changing his play at the line.

This is Fryar in motion

to the right. Marino drops back.

- Go deep. Deep!

- He's under pressure. He's looking for Fryar!

Deep to Fryar!

Throw it!

We're back live. Just over

two minutes remaining in the half.

- Tie score, Mike. You're in trouble.

- Don't underestimate Kelly.

- Kelly's walking in his sleep.

- You're a bad influence on him.

- Good morning.

- How are you?

This is my stepson, Jason.

Gabriela, Jason. Jason, Gabriela.

Hi.

How do you do?

Is Frank around?

They are down at the boat, Mr. Gates.

- Where do you want this?

- These are for the voyage.

Show him to the boat.

I'm going to put this in the wine cellar.

Sure. Come on.

- You don't look like a maid.

- I'm not. I'm the nanny.

Do I look like a nanny?

Nope.

Good, Mr. Reese. Much better.

- Much better?

- You're swinging too fast.

- Try to rotate your wrist a little bit.

- What's wrong with my wrist?

I never see anybody

to fish in the grass before.

- Well!

- See?

- Why can't you just buy bait and then fish?

- Fishing begins with bait.

Everything does.

- Where you off to?

- Me?

I'm not going.

They hire an American nurse for the trip.

They go to Jamaica,

Bermuda, St. Barts.

- What are you gonna do?

- I house-sit.

Anyway, he's fine.

Ay, but I miss the baby.

I like babies.

From the shoulder this time.

That one needs a pacifier.

Is that heavy?

You want to rest?

- You know how much a shark weighs?

- A shark? No.

- How much a shark weigh?

- About three times as much as you.

- You don't know that, because you don't know how much I weigh.

- Ah.

Where's the boss?

He's up in the house.

- He'd open a bottle for me.

- I don't have a corkscrew.

What was that?

The baby's kicking inside of the crib.

You don't know that.

She could have fallen out.

- She's not crying.

- That's because she's dead on the floor.

Go check her.

That's why we have a monitor.

She's smart, but she's got

that cubano temperament.

Good for her.

Whoa.

Frank ever come on to you?

He has a beautiful wife.

Oh.

She ever come on to you?

Alex.

Uh, you ready?

Yeah.

I can see you

tomorrow night after class.

Hope I didn't interrupt

your beauty sleep.

Well, I'm spared your type of day job.

Where are the photos?

The Reeses'll be gone three weeks.

A step down from your place

in London, Vic.

The interesting thing about rich people is,

they're so cheap.

They'll spend 1.3 million on a necklace...

with diamonds

the size of chocolates.

Then they'll lock it

in a tin box from Sears.

- So we got no problems?

- Not with the box.

Where does the alarm wire lead?

I don't know.

Into the wall, Vic. All right?

Oh. Lovely.

Our first complication.

Look, you wanted photographs.

I got you photographs.

And I asked an amateur.

Haven't exactly

been living in an ashram.

- You trust the girl?

- Yeah, I trust her. She doesn't know anything.

Don't take it personally, Alex.

I don't trust the jury system, the phone

company or the Israeli government.

Can we quit jerking off, Vic?

- Are we gonna be ready tomorrow?

- Mm-hmm.

This is for you.

My family want to know

when they are going to meet you...

this man that I see so much.

They have expectations, Alex.

That's all.

So do I.

Ahh. Come on.

- I'm gonna take you places, baby.

- Oh, yeah? Where?

How 'bout Paris?

We can stay at the Ritz...

eat our way through every

three-star restaurant in town.

- Uh-huh.

- Buy you a suit at Chanel.

But no pink, please.

I don't look good in pink.

Okay. No pink.

Which one?

Mmm.

- Both.

- I knew you'd say that.

You know, I could make a mistake

and believe you.

You know, it's a mistake

not to believe me.

Hi.

Go back to sleep.

I did this myself.

I think I look younger

with my hair like this. Don't you?

You look like a janitor.

Fine. I don't have an ego.

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