Demolition Page #5

F***

is a

great word.

F***

is a

great word.

F***...

Ahh!

Oh, man,

that don't look good at all.

No, it don't.

You dumbass...

Oh, god damn that f***in' hurt!

Whoa!

Sh*t, yeah!

Whoo!

Let's go.

Get outta here.

Dear Chris...

I wish I could talk to you.

I miss how we used to be.

I miss holding you,

kissing your face...

I miss my little boy.

Where did you send this from?

From the mailbox on the corner.

I thought the last one

was the last one.

What do we do

with a couch like this?

Mmm, kiss me!

Ooh, that feels good!

Okay, listen to me.

When was the last time

you really, really

cared about something?

Like, when you were a kid.

What was the most

important thing to you?

Running fast. Yup.

We used to race on blacktop

at recess,

and then I was always so slow.

Just once,

I wanted to beat 'em all,

and blow 'em all away.

Have 'em cheer for me,

and not Rick Russoman

or Mike Barone,

and those speedy motherfuckers.

Yep.

I just wanted to run fast,

more than anything.

I mean, more than break dancing.

Yeah...

Jesus! Can't I get a little privacy?

Whoa! Sorry, man! I thought...

I thought you were

back in school!

I'm taking a personal day.

What is that?

Nothing.

Let's see.

It's Carl's.

Ever shot a gun before?

Your turn.

Let's shoot something.

Like what?

I dunno.

A deer or something.

I don't think

there are any out here.

What about a squirrel?

Hold on a second.

You sure that thing's legit?

Yeah. I mean, yeah.

Ready?

Yeah.

Want me to count down,

or like...

I dunno, do whatever you want.

Okay, I'll surprise you.

Surprise me.

Safety's on.

Yup, it's on the left side.

Yeah, you gotta switch...

Turn...

Ahh!

Sh*t.

What'd it feel like?

Sh*t-yeah!

Whoo!

It hurt, but in like a...

It's like a good kinda hurt.

It felt like someone

was kinda, um...

Whoa.

Surprise!

You are...

You are one f***ed-up kid.

You're one f***ed-up adult.

Don't ever do this again.

F***!

You're trying too hard.

And set to go.

Thank you, dude.

Ah!

Excuse me! Sir?

Excuse me! Sir!

Do you have an appointment?

No, Marty,

I'm just swingin' through!

Oh, Mr. Mitchell. Sorry.

Hey, buddy.

Davis!

Phil here?

Yeah, they're doing

the interviews

for the scholarship candidates!

Mister big!

You better watch out!

Breathing. It's just

me and the water, and...

Sorry.

- Hey, guys.

- Excuse us.

Hey, Davis.

We're in the middle

of something.

Mind if I sit?

Hi, Margot.

You okay, pal?

You look like you've been

doing construction or something.

Steve. I got a f***ing nail

in my foot.

It hurt like hell,

but I'm okay now.

So, Todd, you were saying?

Right. Um...

Lost my train of thought.

We won.

Oh.

What'd you win?

Swimming. I'm a swimmer.

Ah.

Do you swim?

You know,

I used to do laps at the y

and then I realized

how many people

must urinate in that pool

on a daily basis,

and that kinda ruined it for me.

Yeah.

I don't understand

where this is coming from.

This contempt,

this blatant disrespect!

Well, something

doesn't feel right, Phil.

This whole thing, you know?

I wanna do something for her,

but this just doesn't...

You are not feeling right!

We're picking

the finalists today.

I want it signed

on my desk by tomorrow,

or you're done here.

I mean, we're done.

Why you buying all this sh*t?

Uh, the tools of the trade,

my young friend.

What trade would that be?

Destruction, devastation.

I mean, haven't you

ever wanted to just

smash the sh*t out of something?

Davis, if I were to

ask you a question,

you'd give me

a straight answer, right?

I mean, that's your thing,

being honest about everything.

Yeah, that's my thing.

Do you think I'm gay?

I dunno, Chris.

Do you think you're gay?

I dunno. I think maybe.

I figured you would tell me.

Okay. Let's figure it

out together.

Do you like girls?

I dunno.

I think Jennifer hymen's

pretty. She flirts with me.

And sometimes,

I can see the outline

of her bra through

her shirt, but...

I dunno if I like her,

or if I'm just fixating.

Jennifer hymen.

That's really her name?

Yeah.

That f***in' blows.

What about the boys at school?

Is there anybody that you like,

that you find attractive?

Maybe Andrew white.

He's a junior,

and we have

the same gym class too.

We have to get changed together.

Do you watch him

when you get changed?

No.

Well, then I don't think

you're gay, Chris.

I have to try not to look.

I have to tell myself not to.

Yeah, no, that's normal,

you know.

I mean you're young,

and you're curious, it's...

Sometimes, I imagine

his dick in my mouth.

Oh.

That's different.

Uh, I would say that

you're probably gay.

I mean, you know,

or you're bisexual.

But I mean, either way, you're

gonna get tortured. Um...

I mean, my advice

to you, would be

to pretend that you like girls

for the next few years,

and then move into

the city, you know?

Or San Francisco?

Or even Los Angeles,

if you like warm weather.

Anything else?

No.

Get in.

Ah!

Whoa!

What are we doing again?

We're taking apart my marriage.

Yeah.

F***in' a.

Not bad. Keep at it.

Now hold it.

Just like that.

Who's that?

Who the f*** still drives

a station wagon?

No, I just wanna have it...

I wanna take it back home,

see what it looks like in the

library or, uh, in the study.

Nope, not a peep out of him.

Lawyers are exploring

other options.

We'll get him to sign.

Did you send him an invitation?

Oh, come on, honey.

Davis picked me up after school.

Hey. Uh, he was helping me

around my house. Housework...

Hey.

Thank you.

A bulldozer.

You know, you can buy

almost anything on ebay.

I just hope it comes

with a manual.

Hey... sh*t.

A manual and a warranty.

She was so young.

Hey, uh...

Phil would like to

talk to you immediately.

I'll be right back, okay?

Okay.

Hey there.

Oof!

Why you smoking that garbage?

I got something nice.

I'm Todd. Do you swim?

You dare...

Bringing another

woman here? Tonight?

Phil, it's not what you think...

How f***in' dare you?

Every day!

I wake up thinking, why her?

It should've been you!

Signed.

So, Karen.

Can I feel your tits?

Julia's mother and I,

and her husband,

would like to thank you all

for sharing

this special evening.

For those of you who were

fortunate enough

to be a part of Julia's life,

you know what a wonderful

person she was.

Yeah, everything's fine.

A beautiful soul.

So many memories.

Wouldn't even know

where to begin.

But I do know this.

I would trade every one of them

for one more minute

with our daughter.

Julia brought out

the best in people.

That was her gift.

Now, through

the Julia Eastwood-Mitchell

scholarship fund,

that gift will be her legacy.

I'd like to introduce

three young adults

so outstanding

in their character

and academic achievements

that we couldn't choose

just one recipient.

So please welcome

our first-year scholars:

Jennifer Williams.

Benjamin Howard!

And the backstroke

record-holder himself,

Todd Koehler!

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