Excuse Me for Living
YOU HAVE FORSAKEN
ALL THE LOVE YOU'VE TAKEN
SLEEPIN' ON A RAZOR
THERE'S NOWHERE
LEFT TO FALL:
YOUR BODY'S ACHIN',
EVERY BONE IS BREAKIN'
IT JUST KEEPS HOLDIN' ON
AH AH AH AH-AH
AH AH AH:
AH AH AH-AH
AH AH AH-AH
AH AH AH-AH
AH AH AH-AH AH
AH AH AH-AH
YOUR SOUL IS ABLE,
SLEEPIN' ON THE NAILS,
THERE'S NOWHERE LEFT TO FALL
YOU HAVE ADMIRED,
EVERY MAN DESIRES
EVERYONE IS KING...
( music stops )
OH!
LET GO OF ME.
CAN'T DO THAT,
SONNY BOY.
AND YOU KINDLY:
WILL LET GO, GODDAMN IT!
WATCH WHAT YOU'RE DOING,
FOR CHRIST SAKE!
THIS IS REAL ARMANI.
I DON'T CARE IF
MARY, MOTHER OF GOD,
WEAVED IT HERSELF.
YOU ARE NO KILLING YOURSELF
ON MY BEAT.
( siren approaching )
I WAS SIMPLY TAKING
A LEISURELY STROLL
TO VISI MY POETRY PROFESSOR
IN HOBOKEN,
YOUR HONOR,
WHEN THIS VERY LARGE
POLICEMAN ACCOSTS ME
FROM NOWHERE,
APPLIES A NO DOUB STEROIDS-INDUCED THRASHING,
AND CONJURES WHAT'S PROBABLY
A $150 TAILORING REPAIR JOB
ON MY BILL BLASS.
HE CLAIMED:
IT WAS ARMANI.
- CO-WHO?
BLESS YOU,
OFFICER FRANKLIN.
AND OVERALL,
I MIGHT SAY, JUDGE...
KAMEL.
- NO. KARMEL.
YES, KARAMEL.
THIS VERY LARGE GENTLEMAN,
AND SUPPOSED PROTECTOR
OF THE COURT,
EXTREMELY INHOSPITABLE.
NEVERTHELESS, IN THE SPIRI OF THE CHRISTMAS SEASON,
I'M WILLING TO DROP
ALL CHARGES AGAINST HIM
IF YOU'LL JUST KINDLY--
WHAT, REMOVE
THE HANDCUFFS?
AND MAY 16th IS NO TYPICALLY THOUGHT OF
AS A WINTER HOLIDAY.
( voice echoing )
YOU'RE GETTING TO BE
A REGULAR HERE, DANIEL TOPLER.
IT'S UNUSUAL TO SEE EVEN
YOUNG DRUG ADDICTS LIKE YOU HERE
THREE TIMES A MONTH.
YELLOW WALLS DO NOTHING
FOR THE DECOR.
- WHY ARE THE LIGHTS SO DIM?
- TOPLER!
ARE YOU FEELING OKAY?
SEND HIM BACK TO
THE REHAB CLINIC AGAIN.
( normal voice )
AND GET SOMEONE TO WIPE UP
THAT DROOL, OFFICER FRANKLIN.
DR. FRANKENSTEIN,
I PRESUME.
I'M DR. JACOB Q. BERNSTEIN.
AND I'M FELIX THE CAT.
MEOW.
LET ME OUTTA HERE,
OR I WILL KICK:
YOUR 2,000-YEAR-OLD ASS
FROM HERE TO:
KINGDOM COME.
F***!!
( scornful laughter )
OH, I MUST SAY,
YOU DON'T LOOK SO HO YOURSELF, DR. BERNAISE.
- BERNSTEIN.
- YES, BERN-STINE.
WHY DON'T YOU SIT DOWN
AND WE'LL CHAT A WHILE.
I COULD USE THE COMPANY.
SCRATCHING MY NOSE?
SOME FLY PROBABLY SENT BY
A RIGHT-WING NEO-NAZI
LUFTWAFFE HAS BEEN
DIVE-BOMBING ME.
AH!
YOU ARE A HEALER.
AS A CSN&Y SONG GOES,
"I'M NOT FEELING
UP TO PAR."
DO YOU THINK I SHOULD
CUT MY HAIR,
BECAUSE I ALMOST DID BEFORE
THE BRIDGE, THAT IS.
LINDA.
OH. OH, NO.
OH, YES.
OOH. OOH-OOH.
( grunts )
HELP.
SAVE ME, PLEASE.
( knocking )
GOOD MORNING!
GOOD MORNING, DANIEL!
HURRY UP:
FOR BREAKFAST.
THE VOLLEYBALL TOURNAMEN STARTS SOON.
I'LL HAVE WHIPPED CREAM
LICKED OFF YOUR BREASTS.
I'M NOT ON
THE MENU, DANIEL.
WHY SCREW MY OLD MAN
WHEN YOU CAN HAVE
( door opens )
WELL, I SEE YOU'RE
VERY MUCH AT HOME HERE, DANIEL.
DR. BERNSTEIN.
WHAT DAY IS THIS?
SATURDAY, 9:
00 A.M.YOU HAD:
QUITE A NAP.
I SEE YOUR FATHER'S MILLIONS
HAVE FURNISHED THE ROOM
FROM YOUR:
MANHATTAN LOFT.
ANYONE WHO'S EVER
TAKEN PSYCHOLOGY 101
HAS READ CARL ROGERS'
SEMINAL WORK ON:
BECOMING A PERSON.
ALAS, THERE'S NO TIME
FOR NICETIES.
GOTTA BE GOING.
TA-TA FOR NOW,
BUT DUTY CALLS.
WHEN ONE'S PRESIDEN BEGS ONE TO SERVE ONE'S COUNTRY,
CAN ONE REFUSE?
IT'S HUSH-HUSH.
TOP SECRE AND ON THE Q.T.
SOMETHING ABOU A SCROFULOUS TORSO
LEVITATING FROM:
KIM SONG'S TOMB.
YOU JUST CAN'T TRUS THOSE BASTARD KOREAN
DICTATORS TO STAY DEAD.
WHERE ARE THE STANDARDS,
ANYHOW?
BY THE WAY, DID MY DAD
HAVE MY CAR BROUGHT AROUND YET?
SHALL I CALL LINDA AGAIN?
CAN WE TALK?
OKAY, DOC. SIT DOWN.
TAKE A LOAD OFF.
SURE, LET'S BE PALS,
BUT IT DEPENDS.
IT DEPENDS, HUH?
ON WHAT?
HEADSHRINKER YOU ARE.
MY OWN PREFERENCE LEANS HEAVILY
TOWARDS THE DRUGGIES.
PSYCHO-PHARMACOLOGISTS,
YOU MEAN.
I LOVE THE GREEN PILLS,
BUT YELLOW WORKS FOR ME
THE YELLOWS WORK
FOR YOU, HUH?
OH, I FEEL
A ROGERIAN COMING ON.
CARL ROGERS HELPED
MANY, MANY PEOPLE.
NOW, IF YOU'RE NO PUSHING DRUGS,
I WAS HOPING YOU MIGHT BE
MY SECOND-FAVORITE
KIND OF VOODOO DOCTOR.
YOU OKAY?
UH, YEAH.
DOC?
WHOA!
- THANK YOU.
- YEAH.
I WANNA TELL YOU ABOU A DISCUSSION I LEAD.
OH, MAN, OH, MAN.
HERE WE GO WITH:
THE GROUP THERAPY.
IF I HAVE TO LISTEN TO
ONE MORE SAD SACK
TELL ME THE PITIFUL STORY
OF HIS LIFE,
I WILL LOSE MY MIND.
FORGET ABOUT IT, DOC.
NO, NO, NO.
IT'S NOT LIKE
THAT AT ALL.
JUST GETTING TOGETHER
TO KIBBUTZ.
WHAT'S THE CATCH?
A SCHMOOZE WITH YOUR STIFFS,
AND THEN I'M OUTTA HERE?
NOT PRECISELY.
JUST GET TOGETHER
A FEW TIMES.
A FEW TIMES?
- YES, MORE OR LESS.
- MORE OR LESS?!
SIT DOWN!
YOUNG MAN. LISTEN UP CLOSELY.
IF YOU EVER:
YOU SHOULD TAKE MY OFFER.
YOU UNDERSTAND?
ALL RIGHT.
GOOD.
NOW I'D LIKE YOU TO
JOIN IN A DISCUSSION
WITH MY SENIOR MEN'S
GROUP.
YOU ARE KIDDING,
AREN'T YOU?
WE MEET A TEMPLE B'NAI ISRAEL.
BUT YOU'LL HAVE TO COME
BACK HERE WHEN YOU'RE
NOT AT THE MEETINGS.
A TEMPLE MEN'S GROUP
FOR DYING PEOPLE.
A LOT OF US ARE NO QUITE AS DEAD AS YOU MAY THINK.
WHEN I CALL MY DAD,
IN A NANO-SECOND.
FUN TIME IS OVER.
THE COURT PUT YOU
IN MY CUSTODY.
BESIDES, YOUR FATHER
THINKS IT'S A VERY GOOD IDEA.
WELL?
I'M JUS GIVING YOUR PROPOSAL
THE UTMOST CAREFUL
CONSIDERATION. NO.
ALL RIGHT. I'LL BE BACK
YOU'VE RECONSIDERED.
LINDA, JOE.
PUT YOUR HAND:
IN THERE.
Daniel:
LINDA.OKAY.
OKAY, THIS IS BLACKMAIL!
I WILL ATTEND YOUR MUMMIFIED
DECAFFEINATED KAFFEE KLATSCH.
FINE.
GOOD CHOICE.
SO SHOULD I BRING
MY OWN DENTURES,
OR DO YOU PASS ONE SE AROUND FOR EVERYONE?
TOMORROW, 8:
00 P.M.,YOU CAN USE YOUR OWN CAR.
NURSE LINDA WILL GIVE YOU
A PRESCRIPTION TO HELP
YOU SLEEP,
AND AN ANTI-ABUSE PILL.
DO NOT...
I REPEAT, DO NOT USE
ANY DRUGS OR ALCOHOL HERE,
OR YOU WILL REALLY
FEEL LIKE YOU'RE DYING.
- ( dialing phone )
- ( line ringing )
- HELLO.
- DAD.
I'M BACK HERE A THE LIVE FREE OR DIE CLINIC.
YES, I KNOW.
- YOU KNOW THAT?
- THEY CALLED ME.
WELL, I'M GLAD TO GE A HOLD OF YOU.
THAT'S A CHANGE.
NO, REALLY. I'M HAPPY
TO CHAT WITH YOU.
IN FACT, THE FUNNIES THING JUST HAPPENED.
THIS SHRINK SAID
I'VE GOT TO ATTEND
SOME ALTA KOCKER
DISCUSSION GROUP.
ISN'T THA A YUK AND A HALF?
I THINK IT'S
AN EXCELLENT IDEA, DANIEL.
- DR. BERNSTINE AND I--
- BERNSTEIN.
CHEWED IT OVER EARLIER TODAY.
HE'S A HIGHLY REGARDED
NOW JUST A SECOND, DAD.
NO, YOU JUST A SECOND,
SONNY BOY.
COMPLETELY IN:
THE DOCTOR'S HANDS.
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