Dorfman Page #5
DAVID DORFMAN. OR BONO.
BONO DORFMAN.
DAVID BONO DORFMAN.
-LET'S--
-LET'S GO TO VEGAS.
-VEGAS?
-THERE'S NO WORK ON FRIDAY.
-WE'VE GOT PLANS.
-I'M SICK OF PLANS.
FOR A CHANGE?
FUN?
YOU SEEMED LIKE YOU WERE HAVING
FUN FIVE MINUTES AGO.
BUT THEN YOU HAD TO SPOIL I WITH ALL THE BABY TALK.
AND THERE ARE NO JEWISH BONOS,
LEEANN.
WELL, THERE'S NO JEWISH
PIRATES EITHER, CAPTAIN JACK.
JUST ADMIT IT.
YOU DON'T WANT THIS BABY.
MAYBE I DON'T.
(KNOCKING AT DOOR)
IT'S OPEN.
OH, MY HERO.
(DRILL RUNS)
-I SEE THAT.
YOU HAVE A GOOD EYE.
YOU THINK I HAVE A GOOD EYE?
WELL, THE OTHER ONE SUCKS.
BUT...
HEH HEH.
COOL. YOU'RE PAINTING A WALL.
I'VE CREATED A MONSTER.
WELL, I THOUGHT I WOULD PAINT I JAY'S FAVORITE COLOR.
BUT HE DOESN'T HAVE ONE.
SO I AM PAINTING I TO MATCH HIS EYES.
THOUGHTFUL.
THAT'S THE KIND OF GIRL I AM.
SO ARE YOU FREE TO HELP ME
MOVE SOME FURNITURE,
OR DO YOU HAVE A DATE?
BUT WHO WOULD YOU DATE?
BECAUSE YOU'VE DATED EVERYBODY.
SHUT UP AND POINT.
(DRILL RUNS)
LET'S GO.
DON'T DRILL THE FURNITURE.
LET'S JUST MOVE IT.
OH, I'LL SEE.
("LET'S SPEND SOME TIME" PLAYS)
CAN I HELP YOU? NO, I'M FINE.
I PROMISED MY DAUGHTER
WHAT ARE YOU GROWING?
AIR CONDITIONING UNITS?
NOT A FAN OF URBAN WHIMSY, HUH?
NOT A FAN OF URBAN ANYTHING.
THERE ARE A FEW THINGS
THAT I HAVE TO GET.
MY DAUGHTER:
AND HER VERKAKTE LISTS.
SUDDENLY SHE'S
A REGULAR MARTHA STEWAR WITHOUT A PRISON RECORD.
WELL, I'VE GOT TO PICK UP
SOME ART SUPPLIES.
GIVE ME A MINUTE.
WE'LL TAKE MY TRUCK.
EITHER YOU'RE A FAGELA
WHO WANTS MY BODY OR A MENSCH.
TRANSLATION?
COULDN'T I BE BOTH?
-MORNING.
-HEY.
WHOA.
EITHER I'M HALLUCINATING
OR YOU NEED AN INTERVENTION.
OH, MY GOD. YOU HAD A MAKEOVER
AND ARE NOW GOING TO BE PRETTIER
THAN ME AT MY WEDDING.
NO. OK.
QUICK QUESTION.
THIS IS MY FRIEND TAWNY'S DRESS.
I COULD SAVE BIG BUCKS.
BUT TAWNY DUMPED HER HUSBAND
FOR HER KICKBOXING INSTRUCTOR.
SO IS IT BAD LUCK
IF I WEAR THE DIVORCED
DUMPER'S WEDDING DRESS?
WHAT DO YOU THINK?
WHAT DO I DO?
ELOPE. DAN IN?
YEAH. HE WANTS TO SPEAK TO YOU.
LEEANN'S BEEN CALLING,
LIKE, 10 TIMES AND
(DOOR OPENS)
TELL ME YOU'RE GOING ON
A WORK TRIP.
BROKE UP WITH LEEANN
THIS MORNING.
BUT I'M DOING GREAT.
OH, NO, NO, NO, NO.
YOU CAN'T JUST BREAK UP
WITH YOUR WIFE.
LOOK, I WANT TO DO
THE RIGHT THING.
SHE CAN HAVE WHATEVER SHE WANTS.
OH, GOD. DAN, YOU ARE SO
GOING TO REGRET THIS.
I'M FINE. SEE?
(PHONE RINGS)
YEAH, IT'S LEEANN.
DON'T TELL HER WHERE I AM. OK?
OR WHERE I'M GOING.
AH.
IT'S HAPPENING. THE PANICS.
OH, GOD.
HELLO?
HEY, LEEANN.
NO, I HAVEN'T SEEN HIM.
YEAH, I WILL. OK.
BYE.
THANK YOU.
WHERE WERE YOU EVEN
PLANNING ON GOING?
OH, NO.
OH...
THANK YOU FOR THIS.
IF I DON'T WORK EVERY DAY,
I GO A LITTLE CRAZY.
YOU LIKE YOUR WORK. THAT'S NICE.
YOU LIKE YOUR WORK?
WORK'S WORK.
I WAS AN INSURANCE AGENT.
I HAVE A NATURAL GIF FOR PREDICTING DOOM.
COULD YOU SHIFT THE BOTTOM HALF
OY!
I KNOW THIS ISN' COMFORTABLE FOR YOU.
I HAVE A BUM BACK.
WELL, THEN FORGET POSING.
-ME, OH, NO. NO.
-WHY NOT?
STILL LIFE? SELF PORTRAIT?
I'LL GET YOU--
NO, NO, NO, NO. MY WIFE.
SHE WAS THE CREATIVE ONE.
WITH A GLUE GUN.
(DOOR BUZZES)
I'LL GET THE DOOR FOR YOU,
YOUR MAJESTY.
OH, COME ON.
AH, GOOD EVENING, D-TOWN DEB.
HI, LIL G.
THIS IS MY BROTHER DANIEL.
UNFORTUNATELY,
HE'S GOING TO BE STAYING HERE.
AH, SWEET! NICE TO MEET YOU,
BROTHER DAN WITH A TAN.
-HE DOES NOT DESERVE ONE.
-HMM.
(PHONE BEEPS)
-OH, GREAT.
I CAN'T IMAGINE WHO THAT WOULD
BE TEXTING ME FOR THE 65TH TIME.
LEEANN.
IT'S DAD.
HE KNOWS HOW TO TEXT?
OK, WE SHOULD GO.
WAIT A MINUTE. I CAN'T TELL
POP THAT I LEFT LEEANN.
UH, NO. YOU ARE TELLING HIM.
YOU'RE TELLING HIM YOU CHEATED.
NO MORE LIES, DAN.
THAT'S THE DEAL.
OR YOU DON'T GET TO STAY HERE.
-BYE, LIL G.
-WAIT, WAIT, WAIT.
I PROMISE THAT I WILL TELL HIM
IN TIME. BUT NOT NOW.
COME ON.
-WHOA.
-WHOA.
DAN:
BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE.-OK. CONTROL YOURSELF.
-WHAT IS HE DOING?
I THINK I SEE HIM.
YEAH, THERE HE IS. THERE'S POP.
I CAN'T EVEN GET HIM
TO STARBUCKS.
BUT HE'LL COME TO THIS PLACE.
SON, OH,
I'M SO HAPPY TO SEE YOU.
DANIEL, DEB,
MEET MY FRIEND COOKIE.
-HI.
-HEY, HOW ARE YOU, MAN?
YEAH, WE'VE MET.
IN THE WONDERFUL WHIMSICAL
GARDEN AT THE LOFT.
DID YOU KNOW THAT THIS BUILDING
WAS L.A.'S FIRST PRIVATELY OWNED
POWER PLANT?
RESTORE. REFIT. REUSE.
RIGHT, COOKIE?
RIGHT.
MY PLEASURE.
WHERE'S LEEANN?
UM, SAN DIEGO.
HER MOM JUST HAD TOP SECRE BUTT REDUCTION SURGERY.
SO NOT A WORD TO LEEANN.
I THOUGH I'D STAY WITH YOU GUYS.
GREAT. TRY THIS.
IT'S A POMEGRANATE MARTINI.
GOOD FOR THE PROSTATE.
REALLY?
IS THAT REALLY ALL YOU WANT?
I WANT EVERYTHING.
I WANT LOVE.
AND I'M FINALLY FIGHTING FOR IT.
YOU KNOW, I'VE BEEN CRAZY ABOU JAY FOR, LIKE, 10 YEARS.
AND IT'S JUST NOW THA I'M DOING SOMETHING ABOUT IT.
'CAUSE I'VE LEARNED YOU HAVE
TO FIGHT FOR WHAT YOU WANT.
YOU FIGHT, I'LL PAINT.
I'M JUST SAYING THA I DON'T THINK YOU SHOULD
I MEAN, IT'S BETTER TO HAVE
LOVED AND LOST...
SOUNDS LIKE ONE OF YOUR ROMANCE
NOVELS TO ME.
MAYBE. BUT...
GOT TO SUCK IT UP, COOKIE.
OH, YEAH? HEH.
YEAH.
I HAVE TO GO:
TO THE LADIES' ROOM.
YEAH, I GOT TO GO,
UM, SOMEWHERE.
NO, NO, NO.
POP, I WANT TO PEE BY MYSELF.
WELL, FINE.
WE'LL TAKE SEPARATE PEES.
(SIGHS)
WHAT?
SO YOU AND COOKIE?
-POP, PLEASE.
-NO, I THINK IT'S WONDERFUL.
YOUR MOTHER ALWAYS WANTED
FOR YOU.
I'M JUST RELIEVED
LOOK, I DON'T LIKE COOKIE.
OK? I LIKE SOMEONE ELSE.
WHO?
WHO HAVE I HAD A CRUSH ON, LIKE,
MY ENTIRE LIFE?
KOBE BRYANT.
HE'S ALREADY MARRIED.
LISTEN TO ME. I'M YOUR FATHER.
AND FACE REALITY.
YOU'RE NOT GOING
WITH KOBE BRYANT, OK?
-JAY?
YEAH, WHY DO YOU THINK
I'M SPENDING SO MUCH TIME
FIXING UP HIS LOFT?
I THOUGHT MAYBE:
IT WAS YOUR TIME OF THE MONTH.
YOUR MOTHER USED TO REAPPLIQUE
EVERY 30 DAYS.
OK. I DON'T WANT TO TALK
ABOUT THIS ANYMORE.
ALL RIGHT? LET'S JUST TRY
TO HAVE A FUN NIGHT.
-OK. YOU HAVE FUN. I'LL GO PEE.
-OK.
(SNORING)
OK.
UNH.
I DON'T KNOW IF THIS BLUE WORKS.
WAKE UP, SON.
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