Every Day Page #7
He hasn't been friends
with Jasmine in over a year.
Okay. What about
the other one? Ashley.
It was 11:
30 at night.I called you
but you were too busy to answer.
[beeping and calling]
Hey, it's me.
Uh, we're pretty worried about you,
so call us back, okay?
Little sh*t.
You smell like chlorine.
Oh, come on. It's not a big deal.
It was half a tab.
Listen, I need to go because
I told them I'd be home. Excuse me.
You always do what your mommy
and daddy tell you to? Look.
There's an upstairs.
Fifteen minutes.
We can do so much
in 15 minutes.
This is why you came, isn't it?
I told you I wasn't into drugs.
[club music out]
I don't understand
what that means.
(Dr. Lee)
The heart's operating at about 20% capacity.
The blood flow's just enough
to keep the muscle allve
but it won't be for long.
And what do you recommend?
We could run more tests,
some of them invasive
and see what our options are.
Don't you think we should--?
And the alternative to
that would be what?
To let nature take its course.
What does that mean
in terms of a prognosis?
It's not an exact science.
two months at the most.
Probably less.
[cell phone rings]
It's Jonah.
[hospital background noises]
How are you feeling?
I don't like hospitals.
Your heart's not so good.
In fact, it sort of sucks.
They wanna go in
and do some tests.
No!
No more tests.
Ernie, if they
don't do something--
"Despise not death
"but welcome it, for nature wills it
like all else."
No more tests.
So what happened to your face?
I was, uh, leaving work
and someone slammed a door in it.
Where were you?
Uh, I went, I went dancing
with some friends from G S A.
They wanted to, to stay, so.
Was it fun?
It was okay.
Did you meet anybody interesting?
No.
You will, you know.
You're gonna find someone great.
A great guy who's
just right for you.
I promise.
Is he okay?
[sigh]
He seemed shaky.
I don't know what happened.
Did you guys have a fight?
No.
How's Ernie?
They brought him home
in an ambulance.
Hospital policy.
He thought it was
a police escort.
That was some sharp door.
Yeah.
Well, where is he?
I'm not waiting any longer.
Marni, call Ned.
Tell him we're moving on. And--
Sorry. I was just
finishing this up.
What happened to your eye?
Slammed it into
my steering wheel.
Did it help?
(Brlan)
Look, what if it's like, um--
What if it's like one of those, uh,
uh, those sexual assaults in Mexico.
I forget the name of the town.
(Erlc)
Uh, Ciudad Juarez.
Yeah, right. It's like, you know,
the women are, um, uh, kidnapped and raped
and, uh, sometimes
tortured and killed.
Better.
They actually cut
the nipples off of the ladies
and they keep them for mementos.
That's disgusting.
Use it for sweeps.
Why stop there?
Why not make one
of them a cannibal?
You know, maybe you could take
the husbands of the women and, uh
and, uh, slice off
their penises and, uh
do what that guy
in Germany did.
You know, flamb and eat it
with a nice glass of sherry
before he hacks off
the rest of their limbs
and freezes that
for further consumption.
I mean, that'd really get 'em talking
by the water cooler, huh?
And then for the big finale,
maybe we could, oh, I don't know
scour the atrocities of,
uh, Rwanda and Darfur.
Forget the Nazi death camps,
I mean, those guys were pussies.
And see if we can't find some more
fun-filled sadomasochistic
games to keep 'em tunin' in.
That'd be f***in'
fantastic, right?
Shock 'em to death.
Are you done?
To a crisp.
Oh, and I didn't slam my eye
into a steering wheel.
I mean, how f***ing
dumb would that be?
I was attacked by Robin's
psychopathic ex-boyfriend
while she and I
In her very luxurious,very warm,
black-bottom swimming pool.
[door opens and closes]
Are you f***ing crazy?
Sorry. It all just sorta came out.
[chuckles]
I told them you were kidding
that you're stressed out
over your father-in-law.
Look, Ned, I'm sorry
about what happened with my ex.
He just gets
wacko sometimes.
You should get
a restraining order.
Well, at least I'm not
stuck in a bad marriage.
I can get out
whenever it--
Stops being fun?
I never said it
was a bad marriage.
You were f***ing me underwater.
I just assumed.
I thought fun is what
you were missing.
Yeah.
Me too.
[Brazilian music, female singing]
We used to do this
when I was little.
Pick up something, join us.
[music continues]
[music continues]
(Jeannle)
Dad, what happened?
What's happening?
I better lay down.
[music stops]
My legs are cold.
can't feel my toes.
She said you might have
trouble with your circulation.
Your hands are warm.
I don't wanna die alone.
You won't.
I'm right here.
"Nothing happens to anybody
which is not fitted by nature to bear."
Bullshit.
I couldn't say goodbye
I couldn't watch.
Dr. Karlin had to
give me a sedative.
I wasn't able to bear that--
losing Tommy.
[mumbling]
You're only human, Dad.
He was your son.
They're good, your boys.
They're beautlful.
I'm very lucky.
Sometimes luck has
nothing to do with it.
[sighing]
How's Ernie?
I think he's okay.
He doesn't seem to be
in any pain, so.
Thank you, God, for morphine.
It's hard, isn't it?
The whole--parents, children--
being married.
Yeah.
Kinda tough.
We have those two beautiful boys.
We must be doing something right.
Look--
Don't.
We'll talk about it later.
We'll work it out then, okay?
You look good.
I feel old.
But you look good,
that's the main thing.
[Ernie's death rattle]
[Ernie's last breath]
[knocking]
(Ethan)
(Garrett)
Fantastic rewrite.
Midget sex?
Christian Right's
gonna be all over this.
What are you doing?
Leaving.
Just, uh, assumed
after my little, you know.
Self-righteous hyperbolic rant?
Yeah, that.
Well, not unless
you ask me nicely.
You were right.
Now, don't get used to that.
I don't say that very often.
But, you know,
sometimes I go over the top.
And even cable isn't ready
for cannibalism yet.
But, I do think a good
flamb penis story
you can put in on children's
television. Somewhere.
Just, I'll get it in.
Next season. And you--
Good to see you come out
get out of the box
and just fight there.
That was great.
Let loose.
Do it more often.
My son is gay.
He came out six months
ago, but he's--
he's known since he was twelve.
I just--
just thought you should know that.
Look at you.
You're not nearly as boring
as you pretend to be.
(Ethan)
Can I hold him?
He's heavy.
Are all his bones in
here and everything?
Pretty much. That's him.
[sniff]
I don't think I
want to be cremated.
I do.
I don't wanna take years
to decompose underground.
I don't really wanna
be burned, either.
I'm not sure what
the alternative is.
Maybe I can be stuffed
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