Coffee Town Page #7

enough

for someone to file a report.

Anything more, some a**holes

gonna wanna solve it. Also...

You can't go in through the

front door cuz there's an

alarm on that thing.

I'm trying to think of

different options in there.

I'm looking at ceilings, I'm

looking at windows,

I don't know yet, I'm gonna

report back tomorrow.

- Good stuff, Gino, good

stuff. Very cool.

- Hey, do you know what I was

just thinkin'?

The Special Olympics are

great, right?

- Yeah they are.

- I like em.

- You know what would be even

more amazing?

An ultimate fighting league

where challenged people

fought non-challenged people.

Because they're so strong, I

feel like it would be equal.

-They are often very strong,

you're right about that.

And if just one could win...

- It'd be like Seabiscuit.

- It wouldn't work. The

non-challenged person would

always win.

- You don't know that, Chad.

You don't know that, K?

So, don't say that, because

think about if it was even,

how amazing that would be! A

level playing field!

We have more speed, more

coordination, more agility.

- Can I ask you a question

real quick, buddy?

- Oooh geez...

- Me?

- Yeah, you have

Down syndrome right?

- Yes I do!

- Hehe, okay, sure.

Do you think a fight between

someone with Down syndrome

and someone without Down

syndrome...

Do you think that'd be fair?

- Someone without?

- Yeah, like, I dunno. Some

shmoe schmuck stupid ass

like this guy.

Like we're lookin' at this

guy, right over here.

- I thought you said someone

without.

- I don't have Down

syndrome... Just, F.Y.I.

- Between you guys, do you

think that would be a fair

fight?

- I could beat the living

sh*t out of this guy.

- Yeah, sure you could, mm

hmm.

- No, I think you could

too... I think you could too.

- You honestly don't think I

could beat up a... a...

- Say it.

Say it!

- Nevermind.

- That's what I thought...

Retard!

- Hey you're a retard!

- You want a piece of me!?

- Is that what you want!?

- C'mon... We're not really

gonna do this are we?

- Yeah... I'm sick of people

like him.

- I'm sick of people like

you!

That sounded awful.

I didn't mean that.

- I'm going to kick your ass!

- Oh yeah!? You gonna kick my

ass? Well bring it, b*tch!

- Hold on. hold on, hold on!

- Bring it b*tch!

- Hold on, hold on.

Okay...

-Thank god, the police.

- I just wanna say

congratulations, okay,

on being the very first match

of the special people versus

non-special people

ultimate fighting

championship.

Thank you guys so much, okay?

Here are the ground rules,

no punching, no eye-gouging,

no kicking...

Just wresting.

- Wait, I can't roundhouse

him?

- You can't roundhouse

anybody, dude.

You don't know how to

roundhouse.

- I know how to roundhouse!

- Fantastic. Roundhouse like

crazy.

- What?

- He gets one special, okay?

- This isn't Mortal Kombat.

- Okay. You don't want a

special?

- Uh...

I indian burn.

- You indian burn?

- Yeah.

- You sure do.

Okay, you guys ready!?

This is it! This is huge!

Fight!

- Ooh! Guess what!

Regular people rule and

special people suck,

mother f***er!

- Aaaah!!

- Oh, OH!

- Aaahh!

- Whoa!

Oh my god!

- Aaaahh!

- Oh! Indian burn!

- This is not funny.

- No no no no no, it's

kinda...

- This is terrible.

- Give it a second.

- I gotta- I gotta stop this.

- No no no, sit down, sit

down.

- Tap out! Tap out!

- Yyeeaahh!

- That's a tap out!

- Boom! That's, it b*tch!

- He's got Down syndrome

a**hole!

- B*tch.

- See you guys.

- Alright, buddy, be good.

- Later.

- Chad, I'll give you a ride.

- Can I smoke back here?

- Yeah, I don't care.

- Wait, hey! Hey, gimme that!

- There you go, you earned

it.

- Thanks.

- Cheers.

- Cheers.

- Thank you so much Mr.

Brown.

That- that's great. Okay,

bye-bye.

Okay, it is down to us and

the Coffee Town in Fullerton.

We got this!

- It was happening. You

could see it on their faces.

- DJ station back here maybe?

I dunno if these people--

- And Coffee Town wasn't

the only thing slipping away.

Oh.

- What?

- She's gonna stop coming in

here.

I don't have her phone

number, I don't know her last

name,

I don't know anything about

her.

I gotta catch her.

- You can use my bike!

- Okay, thanks!

You're looking for

love, calling heaven above

Send me an angel

Send me an angel

Right now

Right now

Send me an angel

Send me an angel

Right now

Right now

Right now

- Hey.. hi... hey.

- I'm sorry, did you just

chase me down on an adult

tricycle?

- Listen... that was a laptop

burn! Okay?

Hey.

- Hey.

- Sorry...

- I know... I asked a doctor

in the E.R. this morning.

Apparently it's fairly

common.

- e.r.?

- I'm a- I'm a trauma nurse.

-Oh you're... a trauma

nurse... Cool.

- Okay.

- Oh, wait wait wait,

Becca Becca Becca... Let me

j--

It's... it's okay if you're

not into me.

Really... I wouldn't be into

me either.

I just don't want you to feel

weird about coming into Coffee

Town.

I mean... you've been going

there longer than I have.

- Last night... that wasn't

me...

Yeah, the- the drugs...

Almost having sex with

somebody I barely know.

It's just not who I am.

- No, no no. Listen, that's

not me either.

Seriously I don't just... go

out to clubs and take ecstasy,

and...

kiss guys, and, you know,

show women my blistered penis.

Seriously, I- I don't do that

stuff, okay?

I'm a nice guy... really...

Sometimes I think I'm too

nice.

- You son of a b*tch!

You think it's funny to steal

an old man's bike!?

I fought a f***ing war for

you!

- Sorry... sorry...

I thought it was, uh...

different...

Can I get a ride?

- Yeah, get in.

- Thanks for the ride.

- Of course.

- Hey... That one's mine.

- Got it.

- Cool.

Later homesnap.

- Okay, bye.

Do you have time for a

coffee?

- Yeah.

- Yeah?

- I think I have a second.

- Ah, good.

- I'll get my own, though.

- Uh, no, actually, here. Let

me get it.

I need this.

-Hey...

- Yup?

- Yeah, um,

let me get a soy latte...

uuh...

and why don't you go ahead

and add a bunch of extra whip

to that.

- Name?

- Becca.

-No.

- Why don't you write a

shitty song about that.

So... trauma nurse.

- Yep!

- Wow. That's gotta be tough.

- Hell, I love it. I mean...

the thing about trauma...

is that... it's always total

chaos.

So, I mean, you get to be a

doctor half the time.

The lines really get blurred,

which, I mean, I love.

- I never thought about it

that way.

- Yeah. It's a total rush.

What about you? I mean you-

you really work out of this

place?

- Yeah, it's- it's not saving

lives without a medical

degree, but-

- I don't usually save them.

- Are you serious?

- I mean why- why work here?

- Look, honestly, um...

I think I just... like being

part of the world.

Feeling like I exist

somewhere.

This is gonna sound really

stupid, but...

I think if I worked out of my

apartment...

The world might forget

who I am.

- Doesn't sound stupid at

all.

- That's what I was about

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