Everything Is Fine Page #2

- When?

- Like, now.

It's no joke.

Hurry!

Hey, man.

Chucking his stuff?

Want anything?

No, that's OK.

So are you going back to Iraq soon?

- Afghanistan.

- Yeah, right.

In two days.

That must be pretty heavy.

Yeah, pretty.

Well, ciao.

Mm?

How was school today?

Only one person here

goes to school.

Super cool.

Which classes did you have?

I don't remember.

- Make any new friends?

- No.

A girlfriend?

Nope.

What are you doing?

Damn! I can't believe it.

You're just jealous.

- You bet I am.

Being paid to do graffiti.

I'm paid to make art.

What's the diff?

The difference is,

if I wasn't paid,

the cops'd be after me.

What's it called...

that thing you're in, the program?

Community Explorations

in Art as Leisure and...

Anyway.

OK.

F***.

Do you ever draw anything

besides cyclops

and sparrows and stuff?

- No, I like cyclops.

It's like they see better than us.

Where do you come up with that?

I dunno.

Wait, I'll try closing one eye.

It's true. It's true you see better.

With one eye

your painting is amazing.

Seen like this,

I'd even call it art.

Shut up!

C'mon, grab your cans.

I was wondering...

Do you think cyclops

have just one nut?

Are you shitting me?

Maybe.

Christ!

Ah...

Goddamn idiot!

What's the idea?

There's a guy who buys them.

He...

He resells them.

- Scumbag!

- Stop!

I think I broke my ankle.

Would you give me a sip please?

Don't feel like it.

OK.

Hello.

Hi.

What's her name?

Lindsay.

Hello, Lindsay.

- By the way,

next time you want to buy beer,

be more subtle.

There are cameras.

I made an exception for the funeral.

- Fine.

Want a club card?

I stamp it each time.

The tenth coffee...

- No, I don't want it, thanks.

Why not?

I dunno, I just don't.

A free coffee.

That's great, but no thanks.

- It's free. Just take it.

What's your problem?

Just put it in your pocket.

What a loser.

- First time a guy invites me

on a picnic.

Cool.

Sure you've come here before?

Sure.

But I wasn't always driving, so...

We passed here before.

We have not.

You're lost.

No, it's here.

Oh, yeah.

It's right here.

We're there.

- What do you mean?

We have to walk a bit.

Mia?

What?

If you were a flower, what kind?

Cut it out.

C'mon, just answer.

I dunno.

An iris.

Cool.

If you were a gemstone?

- How do I know?

Next question.

There are lots more.

Who's your favorite movie hero?

Neo.

- In The Matrix?

- Yeah.

Nice. Good choice.

Your favorite hero in real life?

Hubert Reeves.

The dude who plays Superman?

- What a jerk.

- I'm joking.

Do you have a poster

of a movie star in your room?

If so, who?

I can feel Brad Pitt here.

Worse.

C'mon, spit it out. Who?

Bo Bice.

Who?

Bo Bice. From American Idol.

Did he win American Idol?

- No, he didn't win,

but he was on it.

- You chose the loser?

- Screw you!

The water's gross.

You're going to swim in it?

That's the idea.

Will you if it's warm?

No way.

What's he up to?

Ahem.

This isn't funny.

Josh!

Sh*t.

It's not funny!

F*** you!

- Come on.

- F*** you!

Hey...

Mia...

I didn't mean to scare you.

I do that in my bath.

Take me home.

Come on.

Take me home!

- OK, OK.

- F*** you!

We drove by here before.

You're just like Sasha.

You screw up, then apologize

and think everything's OK.

I didn't apologize.

You've a pretty visitor.

I'll see you in the morning.

Bye.

- Bye.

"Why?" Why does there

have to be a reason?

- People don't do things

without a reason.

Not serious things like that.

Serious.

Don't you think it's serious?

Four of your friends

killed themselves.

- Is it that important,

in the big scheme?

Stop looking like you pity me.

They didn't want pity.

Me neither.

- No?

- No.

They did something they chose to do.

Think what you like.

I don't judge them.

Yeah, right.

They never spoke to you about...

their plan?

Pff... I don't remember.

Don't you want to understand?

- No, you want to!

Why don't you get it?

Huh? You want to understand.

- OK, let's say

I want to understand...

- Then it's your damn problem.

See a psychologist.

Y'know, Josh...

you're not being honest with me.

- No, I'm not honest with you

one bit.

Do you know where

your girlfriend is right now?

Your goddamn clock's wrong.

There.

Dammit!

- I never understood them.

- What?

- Bugs. Why do they trip

on light like that?

Are you stoned?

- No, check it out.

The big one's going crazy.

It's not like it helps them.

They don't budge.

It warms them.

It's warm enough, sh*t.

No, it must be like a big party

for them, man.

Something like that.

A party?

- A huge f***ing rave.

With a light show and everything.

The whole shebang.

- And when the rave's over

and the lights go out?

They f*** their brains out, duh!

A f***ing bug group grope!

Well, it's f***ing beautiful.

- Hi, Mia.

- Hi.

- I like your hair.

- Thanks.

The blonde was temporary.

It comes to $32.31.

Drop by the house for a coffee.

You must be busy with this,

school and all.

If you ever have time.

Sorry.

I may have stuff...

I can give you.

Bye, hon. Take care.

You too.

Genevieve?

You OK?

I don't know why he left you.

You were great together.

He still loved you.

- Maybe.

Some people...

think Sasha talked

the others into it.

No.

Nobody talked anyone into it.

I'm sure of that.

I should've seen something.

I didn't see a thing.

There's a dream that I see

I pray it can be

Look cross the land

shake this land...

- Did I ever tell you

about my dad?

I was 8.

He'd taken me bicycling

for the day.

He took me in his arms

and kissed me

and gave me five bucks.

He said to go buy candy

at the store.

When I came back...

he wasn't there.

My mom was standing outside,

bawling her eyes out.

She said not to go upstairs.

I understood.

So I went upstairs

and saw my father.

He'd hung himself in the closet.

He was already blue.

And me...

I've seen his face every day

since I was 8.

I can't hack it.

I can't hack it, man.

So we've got nothing to lose

We can all be free

Maybe not with words

Maybe not with a look

But with your mind

You've got to choose

a wish or command

At the turn of the tide

is withering thee...

Beats Kibble, huh?

Remember one thing

the dream you can see

Pray it to be

shake this land

We all do what we can

So we can do

Just one more thing

We can all be free

Maybe not with words

Maybe not

With a look

But with your mind

But with your mind

Ah!

Hey.

Not in school?

- No, it's a ped day.

- Are you sick?

No, I have a pedagogical day.

Do you ever...

like, play on a golf course?

- Too many people, like.

- OK.

Wanna try?

I dunno.

Yeah, I'd love to.

- It's a golf club, Gretzky,

not a hockey stick.

Hands closer together.

- Like this?

- Place your feet perpendicular

to the trajectory.

Bend your knees a bit. Good.

Your eyes always on the ball.

Man.

Sh*t.

I'm sorry.

Are you making fun of me?

I smashed your window.

- So what?

Just get the driver - the club.

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