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to you next week.
End of the month's
in a week.
Oh, sh*t.
Look who made it out.
-What up, man?
-Hey.
Hey, Pete.
This is my boy, Justin.
-Hi.
-Good to meet you.
Have a seat, man.
Game's getting good.
Get a beer?
-Hey, it's on me.
-All right, thanks.
Yeah.
No problem, man.
So, you're done
studying everything?
-Yeah, sure.
-Yeah. That's right, man.
F*** school.
That's all that's all about.
Yeah.
F*** school.
Whatever.
Cheers to studying hard
and becoming somebody.
Thank you, man.
-Cheers.
-Cheers.
So, Justin,
where you from?
I grew up in Jersey.
Cool.
Follow basketball much?
No. I don't really
follow much.
Dude, we f***ing
live it, man.
Yeah we do.
High school, I was point guard.
This guy was a forward.
Put up more bricks
than a mason worker.
That's cool.
What brings you
down here then?
It's a long story...
basically for work.
All right.
You should have
called it in an instant.
Would have done
you some good.
Another foul.
-Hey, Pete.
-Thanks, a**hole.
Can I have one
of those for the road?
Yeah.
No problem, man.
I didn't know
you smoked.
I haven't in awhile.
There she goes.
Got a light?
-You gonna work tomorrow?
-Yeah.
I'll see ya tomorrow.
Good to meet you.
-You too, Justin.
-Thanks for the beer.
No problem, man. Justin,
if you're gonna live here...
...I'd start drinking.
You wanted
to see me, sir?
Yeah.
John called in sick.
I wonder if you could
work for him tomorrow?
Yeah, sure.
Thank you.
Good.
I've got some
not so good news.
I just talked
with the big boys.
I'm gonna have to
start making some cuts
starting next month.
I'm not gonna
lay you off.
I just don't know how
much work there will be.
I just wanted to give you
a heads up so you could
do what you need to do.
Thank you, sir.
Don't go spreading
that around.
I don't want the others
to know until I've had
a chance to sort it out.
I won't say anything.
Sorry, son.
Times are just
tough around here.
Yeah.
See you tomorrow.
Why have you
been cutting class?
I don't know.
Nothing.
I'm just having
trouble with the V.A.
What about
your disability pay?
Oh, hasn't been
approved yet.
It's been almost a year,
and they still haven't
paid your disability?
They still haven't paid
my tuition yet either.
How are you getting by?
It's tight.
You know, I have to
walk to and from work,
skimp on some things.
I try not to dwell on it.
I mean, there's guys
who have it a lot
worse than I do.
Oh, sorry I took so long.
No.
This is great.
I could talk
to you all night.
Yeah.
It's been good talking.
Do you want to
join me for dinner?
We could go to that little
diner on Knott Street.
Come on.
Teacher's new to
hick town too, and
you're like the only guy
who's been passed the
county line since birth.
Yeah, well I wouldn't
have the Middle East as
but I guess
it still counts.
Well, it's more
interesting than here.
Dinner?
Sure.
I was only married
to the guy for a month,
and he was
completely useless.
You should've seen
him trying to take
out the garbage.
Oh my God.
I told you...
it was completely stupid.
No. Not stupid.
Dumb.
-And the difference?
-The difference?
You marrying some fat,
greasy douche 20 years
older than you
that you met
backpacking in Greece?
That's dumb.
That's you.
I was serving amidst
two wars and believing
the sales pitch
of a better life waiting
for me when I got out,
and thinking the
government who I took
a bullet for would give a sh*t.
-That's stupid.
-That wasn't stupid.
Idealistic nave?
Yeah. Maybe.
Brave, noble?
Definitely.
Brave, noble bullshit.
didn't see another option.
I come from sh*t.
crawl out of that sh*t,
you know, climb the ladder.
What is noble, Justin?
Huh?
Is what I do noble?
Is anyone here doing
anything that means a thing?
I mean, are the
a**holes that sent
you and thousands
of people like you
to fight and die
brave and noble?
Leave it up to our
base human instincts,
and nobody would
do anything that
means anything.
You were there,
you know?
You did what most
of us don't do...
think about, and you
did it all expecting
nothing more than
the form of a handout.
That is noble.
Well, when you
put it that way...
It's f***ing true,
and you know it.
-Come on, it's on me.
-No. I can't...
You know what?
Shut the f*** up.
accept what I told you.
In the future, I recommend
you not sneaking up on me.
Just take me home.
Yes, Miss Teacher.
you have listed in the paper.
Yeah, the job opening.
Okay. 11 a.m.?
Yeah, I could do that.
Hi, Justin.
My name's Becky.
-Nice to meet you.
-How are you doing today?
Good, thank you.
Just some
basic questions.
Do you have
a food handler's card?
No.
Okay, you need to get
one of those before
you can work here.
It's very simple.
You can go online
and get 'em.
It's just a few dollars.
And transportation...
you have transportation?
-Yeah, I have a truck.
-Okay, good.
That's important,
and um, black slacks?
Do you have black slacks
or black pants?
No, I don't
have black slacks.
Those you need to have
before you can start
working here, too.
So, um, what do you think
qualifies you to work in
this establishment?
Well, I just got out
of the Marines.
I don't see how
five tours of duty are
gonna help me here.
Well, you never know.
It's kind of a battle field
in here at times, especially
during the summer.
Um, it's... you know,
right now we are
doing some hiring for
spring and summer,
so um, we do have
a lot of other applications
that we're looking at.
Yeah, so apparently
I'm not the right fit for a fast
Yeah, I don't give
I could just use the
extra cash. That's all.
No.
That is not the uniform
women find sexy.
No. I picked up a few
applications on the way home.
Oh, by the way,
I got your note.
No excuses now, huh?
That was really nice of you,
but you don't have
to be giving me money.
You teachers don't make
be giving it away.
Yeah.
No seriously.
I'll be fine.
It's good to walk... builds
up strength in my gimp leg.
Shut the f*** up.
Shut the f*** up!
F***!
F***, f***, f***,
f***, f***, f***!
Like I've said, poverty
consists not in the decrease
of one's possessions
but in the increase
of one's rate.
So let's talk about how
this relates to the sub
prime mortgage crisis.
We have a couple of groups...
She followed this band
around for six months.
God. My friend Danielle,
she could get back stage
to any show.
Wow. Life must've been
tough for three hot
chicks on the town.
It had its perks,
but I don't miss it though.
My party days
are long gone.
Sounds like it was a blast.
Yeah, it was, but you
know, it was also fake...
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