Buddy Hutchins Page #7

- No.

Come on, baby. Go.

Okay.

Shots fired!

Shots fired!

What's going on?

Go.

We got the girl.

We got the girl.

My God!

We can work something out!

Now, now, now!

- Out of the way!

- Go, go, go!

Shots have been fired.

Shots have been fired.

Clear the area.

I didn't think he was

gonna do this far.

I did. He was always crazy.

He's not crazy.

I'm sorry for your loss.

Buddy?

- Duncan!

- Jesus Christ.

What the hell?

- Yeah.

- Where you been, man?

Hey, Buddy.

There's someone here to see you.

- Daddy!

- My God.

- My God.

- Daddy!

My God.

Did you do what I said?

- I didn't tell anybody.

- My God.

Good to see you, brother.

Good to see you.

I can't believe he shot me.

And the house blowing up?

What about Molly running off?

Hey.

Hey! Watch it, a**hole.

My God.

- Sh*t.

- Buddy?

I don't think he's a fit parent.

I've known him for

quite a few years,

and, honestly, I don't think

that he's done very well

as far as recuperating

from his, alcoholism.

He was no Buddy to anybody.

He's actually just a

piece of human slime

that couldn't get over himself,

couldn't get over anything.

I don't he doesn't

have responsibilities,

shouldn't have

custody of anything,

let alone a Facebook page.

He's a worthless worm

who should slither on

the ground by himself

for all eternity.

You know, he came to one

of my rock band's shows,

and, he bought me a

shot after the show.

Actually, he bought

me more than one shot.

And we got pretty drunk.

And, he brought his daughter.

It was kind of weird.

I've, responded

to several calls.

Every time I went there,

he was just out of control.

The neighbors were

always complaining.

He was always

yelling and screaming.

Seems like a very

violent man and I just...

I think it's good that we get

him out of the neighborhood.

He lost my shoe.

It's unbelievable.

I came in,

dropped off a pair of Manolos

for him to fix a button.

How simple is that?

Fixing a button.

And, so, after weeks of

not hearing from the guy,

I go and I call him up,

and he tells me,

"I misplaced your shoe."

Misplaced my shoe?

Excuse me?

I think he's great.

I mean, he's always

so nice to me.

And whenever I see him

in the neighborhood,

he's just hanging

out with his daughter

and having a great time.

I'm actually shocked

about this whole thing.

I won't be hypnotized

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