Crazy on the Outside Page #3
Mitch, Mitch!
Eh?
I told ya.
Get him a sausage, okay?
nd wrap Cindy up.
e'll have her for lunch tomorrow.
[Door Opens]
You've been missed, my friend.
You've been really missed.
You've done real well.
here's six billion eyeballs in China.
[Ringtone:
Mock Chinese Melody]
Oh, sh*t.
So, I'm, uh, gonna go freshen up.
You wanna come?
[Man; s Voice]
You better learn how to pick up
the soap with your feet, b*tch.
[Cell Door Slamming]
Welcome back.
I don't think so.
[Gray Speaking Chinese]
ll right.
Sorry.
hese Chinese guys
in San Francisco-
they're makin' me a mint,
but they're a pain in the ass.
hey really are. hanks, baby.
You know, not a Sunday goes by
that I'm in church lightin' candles...
that I don't thank God
you didn't rat me out.
In other words,
thank you, ommy.
A toast.
and I want you back.
I don't care
what your fruitcake sister says,
I'm gonna take good care of you.
Salute.
Salute.
[Door Opens, Closes]
[Footsteps]
re you out of your mind?
Jesus, Vik.
You're home one day,
and you're back
with those people?
Come with me.
You scared the hell out of me,
sitting there in the dark.
Good.
What are you so ticked off about?
I'm a grown man.
Listen. It's your life.
You're darn right.
If you want to screw it up,
you can.
Where are we going?
What are we doing?
What are you gonna do,
lock me in the garage?
Dad's truck.
His first truck.
I was gonna wait
till it was waxed, but...
I don't think
there's any time.
[Chuckles]
Man, Vik.
his thing looks brand-new.
Don't lose sight of this, ommy.
Don't get seduced by Gray.
You can take Dad's old company
and make it new again.
You can do it.
I can't believe you did this.
I don't know what to say.
hanks.
hanks for everything.
I just wish Christy were here
to see all this.
I would, okay- I mean, to-
so that you could have it all.
Uh, Christy would want you to do this.
She would want you to make it.
I'm sorry about tonight.
I know.
[Sighs]
New interior, new tire-
Everything's new. It looks great.
[Synthesizer Flute:
Sea Chantey]
Edgar, dab it.
Dab it. Don't slather.
You're an expert
all of a sudden?
from a slather.
So then why don't I just put
little dollops on it?
Now that's... a smear.
I hate this job.
ey, it's better
than slatherin' in prison.
Ex-cons? Really?
Never would've guessed.
Nice work on the Barnacle Buns,
om. Deft touch.
Thank you, Captain.
Got a little mess
on the poop deck.
Restroom. Lunch overboard.
Somebody barfed.
I need you to swab.
[Man] Can I take your order?
I'm picking up a Buccaneer Burger,
Frigate Fries and a vanilla Shipshake.
ye, matey.
Come on, Seaman om.
Swab the deck. Seaman?
- he poop deck is thataway.
It; s not smelling any fresher.
- [Tom] Just a minute.
Swabbie, when I give an order,
I expect your full attention.
Christy. Christy! Hey, Christy!
[Grunting]
She; s not dead.
uh. She's not-
[Echoing] dead!
[Whistle Blowing]
he doctor says not to worry.
he filling will pass
right through his system.
You told me she was dead!
Bye.
[Gasps]
[Man] What's goin' on?
It's all right, folks.
e's not a real pirate.
e's my brother.
Oh. It's okay.
You told me her car exploded.
Exploded!
[Knocks]
I need the room, Denise.
Well, Mr. Ballandorf
is getting his-
Denise, she needs the room!
You remember my brother.
Mm-hmm.
ello, Mr. Ballandorf.
ow are you?
Uhhh-
All right. I'm gonna tell you
something, but I really need you
to calm down first.
Okay. I'm calm.
First of all,
I love you more than anything
in the entire world.
You are my brother
and I never want to see you hurt.
hhh.
This is so hard for me.
[Moans]
Here.
[Sighs]
I want to start by saying...
I never liked Christy,
and I never thought
she was good enough for you.
Six months after you went in,
she dumped you.
No way.
She dumped you, ommy.
She's trash.
She wanted to tell you
it was over, and I wouldn't let her.
Why not?
I knew how hard it was for you
in prison. I didn't want her
to make it any harder.
his isn't happening.
Yeah, it is.
No, it's not.
[Mr. Ballandorf Sighs]
I have letters she wrote.
She wrote me a lot of letters.
That was me.
Excuse me?
I did it because I love you, Tommy.
I didn't want to see
you suffer anymore.
Yeah, that was a little icky.
[Mr. Ballandorf Moans]
You're upset, aren't you?
[Sighs]
Why did you tell me
that she had died?
Well, Fritzi quit,
and I started working for Ed.
he kids got serious
about soccer.
It was the year we put on
the sunroom, remember?
just more than I could handle.
So I killed her.
[Moaning Continues]
Yep.
- Probably should turn the gas off.
- [Moaning]
[Gas isses]
- [Cell Phone Beeps]
- [Manager]
Sailor Tom, return the car right now,
or you will walk the plank!
hat means "fired," landlubber.
Arr, Cap'n.
[Engine Stops]
[Bicycle Bell Rings]
[Knocking]
Who is it?
It's me. ommy.
Oh, my God.
[Crowbar Clatters]
I just ate at Pirate Burger.
I know. I work there.
It's part of a probation deal.
Listen, I know you've moved on,
I know you fell in love
with somebody else, but, um-
Oh, my God.
I can't believe this is happening.
I know. My-
[Stammering]
I just- I wanted- wanted to do
is- is say that you, uh-
[Breathing Heavily] Yeah.
[Christy Moaning]
[Man On TV, Indistinct]
- [Man]
Flat panels, L.C.D. S, high-def plasmas-
- [Continues Moaning]
Rear projection Vs-
[Indistinct]
We got the largest selection
of big screens in the country.
[Laughs]
And when I say the country,
I mean the county.
So when it comes to
gettin' the best big screen,
there's no better person to see than me-
Frank Fabercini,
the Big Screen Genie.
that I made up myself
for the purpose
of this very spot-
[ommy]
Oh, yeah. Yeah!
97% of the people agree,
size does matter.
[Springs Squeaking,
Increasing In Speed]
- Again?
- [Squeaking Resumes, Stops]
[Squeaking Resumes, Stops]
- Again?
- [Squeaking Resumes]
[Squeaking Continues, Faster]
[Furniture Rattling]
[Figurine Shatters]
[Squeaking Stops]
[Sighs]
Again?
[Operatic Soprano Vocalizing]
I thought you were dead.
Really? I thought
I was moving pretty good.
No. Viki told me
you were dead.
What?
Yeah, she thought,
while I was in prison,
it would, uh, protect me.
[Sputters]
hat is the-
You know, she never liked me.
In my head, I made
Tommy-
No. Marriage, kids, get
my own paint business going.
Slow down. Slow down. Slow down.
No, you gotta hear this.
even though my sister
told me you were dead.
nd I wanna start over.
I know we gotta start slow.
[Frank] Chris?
[Door Closes]
Sh*t.
Who's that?
Frank.
Christy?
Who's Frank?
[Whispering]
Frank. Frank is my boyfriend.
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