Buddy Hutchins Page #3

She hid this from

me for two weeks.

It makes me sick.

Well, why don't you call now?

I called three times already.

I can't mom, it's

been two weeks.

It can't hurt.

It's voicemail.

Leave a message.

Come on, mom.

Come on.

Hey, Dunky.

Hey, it's me, Buddy.

Listen,

I'm sorry I didn't

get back to you.

I had a little,

couple crazy weeks.

But, I'd really like

to hear from you

and I'd love to rock out

with you guys again.

So, please, call me back

when you get a chance.

Okay, thanks.

Well, you never know.

$10,000?

$10,000?!

Well, I wasn't gonna

let you rot in there.

How are we gonna pay this?

Don't worry.

But we don't have any money!

Buddy, don't worry.

My God. I'll sell the cleaners.

Buddy. Buddy!

It's the only

thing we have left.

We convene today

to mediate the case

of the state of California

versus Buddy Hutchins.

Evelyn, can you please describe

your martial status

with Mr. Hutchins?

Well, Buddy's never been around.

He's not been

there for the kids.

He's also had a

drinking problem.

So, you feel that

you can sustain

sole responsibility for

both of your children, then?

Yes. Absolutely.

With my job as a teacher,

I feel like I can support

both of my children.

Buddy's cleaners is failing.

Yes. I'm confident I

can support my children.

She cheated on me.

The marriage failed

because she was unfaithful.

Your allegations of infidelity

are unsubstantiated.

Moreover, they're

not the issue here.

She cheated!

Mr. Hutchins, please.

For the record, tell the court

about your last marriage.

Was that

dissolution also not your fault?

Carol's crazy.

She's an alcoholic.

Yes, well.

I'm sorry, but the court

did not see it your way.

Well, sometimes

courts can rule poorly.

Now, speaking of poorly,

how much do you pay ostensibly

this crazy woman

alimony per month?

$200.

And for the court's record,

have you paid last month's

or are you overdue?

I love my dad.

Have you ever noticed any strange,

disturbing behavior?

I don't understand.

I'll rephrase.

Has your dad, in your

opinion, ever acted odd?

Odd as in strangely abnormal.

No.

Joel, tell me about your father

this time last year.

He's gotten a lot

better since then.

Please define

"better" for the court.

Well, every night, he would come

home from work and drink.

And what would happen

when he was intoxicated?

He would yell at

me, yell at mom,

pass out in front

of the TV with a beer

and usually spill

it all over himself.

Thank you.

Buddy's the most loving

father in the world.

All he ever talks

about are his kids.

Mrs. Hutchins, was your husband

not an alcoholic himself?

He had his problems.

Would you call your son

an alcoholic, then?

He hasn't a drink

in almost a year.

Would you call someone

sent by the court order

to A.A. Twice and convicted

of four D.U.I.S an alcoholic?

Mr. Styles, this question

calls for subjective opinion.

It's already on record

that Mr. Hutchins has four

misdemeanor convictions

for drug and alcohol abuse.

Let me rephrase broadly,

then, your honor.

When Mr. Hutchins was driving

drunk almost a year ago

on may 6th with his wife

and children in the car,

three times over

the legal limit,

and smashed into

a concrete wall,

would anyone contest

that he was unfit to care

for a 7 year old

child then or now?

I hereby award

Ms. Evelyn Hutchins

full custody to

the subject minors.

As for financial responsibilities,

Mr. Hutchins,

I hereby order you to pay

$300 a month in child support.

Case closed.

You've got to be

f***ing kidding me.

- My God.

- Are you open, bro?

What?

I got to pick up a tux.

Useless.

Buddy?

Jesus Christ.

Buddy.

You look like sh*t.

Well, it's nice to

see you, too, Carol.

Well, I call and I call.

Can't you see that

things aren't well?

Sorry to hear that.

Sup?

This your pimp?

This is Ricky.

He's taking care of me now.

Meaning?

You know why I'm here.

I know.

Well, it's been two months.

One month, Carol.

Two months today.

You owe me $400, Buddy.

You'll get your damn

money, all right?

Watch your mouth, white boy.

Excuse me?

Watch your f***ing mouth.

What's his problem?

He's got a lot of problems.

Are you f***ing retarded?

Do you not see there's a

big red lock on the door?

My God. What's your problem?

You don't need to get all huffy.

I heard about Evelyn.

Yeah. So what?

Do you have anything for me?

You want something?

Here, Carol.

Here you go.

Take it. Take it.

This isn't enough.

I will get you more soon.

Hold up, hold up, hold up.

You being real disrespectful

right now.

And I'm gonna need

you to pay my girl.

I need till Friday.

Fine.

We'll give you till Friday.

But I'm gonna see you.

Come on, baby.

- Bye, Buddy.

- I'm gonna see you.

I'm Ricky rich, b*tch.

Let's go.

You got one day.

I'm sorry about the cleaners.

Yeah.

I'll be back in

a couple of hours.

So, I heard they locked

you out of the cleaners.

Yeah, that's just temporary.

Mom's been seeing Don.

Good for her.

You don't look too good.

Well, things haven't

really been peachy, now,

have they, Joel?

Well, that's what you get

for being an alcoholic.

Joel.

I'm not an alcoholic.

Really?

That's why your wife is

f***ing your best friend?

What did you just say to me?

- Shut up, Joel!

- You shut up!

Look what you did

to this family.

- This is all your fault.

- Joel, please.

You're the worst dad ever.

Joel, stop being so mean to dad!

You ruined this whole family.

And now you want to

have dinner with me?

No. This is bullshit.

Come on. Let's go.

For what it's worth,

I'm really, really sorry.

You still coming to my show?

Yes, I wouldn't miss

it for the world, baby.

I wouldn't.

Are you ever coming back?

I miss you.

I miss you, too, sweetie.

I do. I miss you very much.

F***, man.

Why did you have

to f***ing leave?

Where'd you go?

Goddamn it.

It's Buddy again.

What do you want?

F*** you, you piece of sh*t.

Get the f*** out of my house.

What do you want, Buddy?

Put Molly on the phone.

It's 11:
00.

I want to talk to her!

She's got a big play.

I want to f***ing

help her with her lines.

You're f***ing wasted.

I want to see her.

If you come over here,

I'm calling the police.

You f***ing c*nt!

F***.

Evelyn!

F***.

F*** you! Goddamn it!

Let me in!

Go away.

No, I want to talk to you.

- Come here.

- Don't touch me.

Don't touch me!

F***ing...

Let go of me!

- I don't want to hurt you!

- Get off her!

You drunk a**hole!

Who hits their own son?

He hit me first.

Are you okay?

Sh*t. You called the cops.

Yeah, I called the cops.

F***. Why? What are you doing?

- You're crazy!

- How can you do this to me?

Hutchins, what the

hell are you doing?

I want to see my

f***ing daughter.

Yeah? Well, you're

waking the neighborhood.

Yeah, I don't give a sh*t.

You want to shoot me?

F***ing shoot me.

Do you want to

walk away from this?

You don't want to

get arrested again.

Come on. I know how you feel.

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