Garden Party Page #4

The only thing

I want you to say is, "Yes, sir."

Yes, sir.

Now go look at yourself in the mirror.

Fix it.

Yes, sir.

Okay. Interesting.

All right, that's good.

Now come over here.

All right, hold it.

That's nice.

Let me just look at that.

Okay, now go lay down on the couch.

Yes, sir.

Whoa.

Let's get some breakfast.

I gotta feed my dog,

and get to the office.

Well...

...then I'll just wait

for you to call me.

I'd never done anything like that before.

Hey. Where did you go?

I was worried.

I just went out with some friends.

- You stayed up all night.

- Yeah.

You should be more careful.

Go get some sleep in my bed.

What are you doing here?

Hey.

Hey. What are you doing here?

I'm a friend of Nathan's.

Are you two lovers?

No. Nothing like that.

Well, don't let me disturb you.

- What can I get for you?

- Actually, I saw your sign outside.

I was wondering

if you guys are still hiring.

Yeah, we're hiring. But we may

have already found someone.

Well, could I at least write down

my name or something, just in case...

- You looking for a job?

- Kind of. I mean, yeah.

Call me.

- What do you want? It's on me.

- Really?

- Yeah. What do you want?

- Okay. Can I get a hot chocolate?

Hot chocolate.

Good, very good. Very sweet.

So I'll have a latte,

extra hot, non-fat.

Hello? Anna?

Anna?

Anna, hey.

What's going on?

I'm leaving.

I can't take another day of this.

Of what?

I don't know, Todd.

Everything around here is so dark,

and I'm just looking for some light.

Can you close that?

Yeah.

- It's broken.

- All right.

Where you gonna go?

I'm gonna go stay at Donna's.

I'll come back for my stuff

in a couple of days.

- We broke up.

- Why?

I don't know.

We hardly ever

saw each other anymore.

- I don't think she thought I loved her.

- Did you?

I don't know.

Can we not get into this today?

What does love mean to you?

Love. Love is something I can't have.

I don't believe love exists for me.

Did you love Anna?

I wanna talk about something else.

I don't wanna talk about this.

It's your session.

What do you want to talk about?

Well, I don't know.

It was good. All right, here he comes.

I'll call you later.

That's your phone.

Maybe it's Joey.

- Yeah, or somebody for Joey.

- Oh, just answer it.

- Hello?

- Hey, kid. How's it going?

- You get some last night?

- Get some what?

Hey, that's your business.

My business is music,

daddy, all right?

I want you to come by the

studio and meet some people.

You have a pen?

- Yes.

- Yeah, yeah.

You're playing coy.

I like that.

I saw that sexy little devil

you were with last night.

It's on Rowena

and Silver Lake.

I want you to get

there around 4:
00.

You're gonna see

me waiting outside.

I'm gonna walk you up,

so don't be late.

Yeah, okay. All right.

That is so cool!

Is this "Making the Band"?

I'm not holding auditions.

Yeah, I gotta go.

Let's go.

Time is money, time is money.

I'm sweating like Patrick Ewing

in the 4th quarter of game seven.

- Jesus, kid. Where you sleeping?

- At a friend's house.

Yeah? Who's your friend, baby Jesus?

Look like you been sleeping in a manger.

Let's go.

Whatever, it's a look.

Hey. What's crackin', guys?

Dude, this is the f***ing

kid I was telling you about.

This is Sammy.

The kid's a f***ing genius.

Sammy, this is Everbright.

That's Harry, that's Kevin,

and that's Neil right there.

How's it going, Sam?

- So you ready to sing something?

- Yeah, whatever.

I love it. The kid's always on the go.

Kev, give me the lyric sheet.

- Dude, how was that weed I gave you?

- So good.

Dude, it melted your face off, didn't it?

- Can I hear the track?

- Roll that sh*t, roll that sh*t.

It's like listening to the Beatles'

White Album for the first time.

Pop off this sh*t, pop off it.

This is cool. I like it. It's poppy.

You should give me a minute

to work on the lyrics, or whatever.

He's gonna feel it out

like Ray Charles looking for a cricket.

I'll be his silent mom in the corner.

I'm not gonna say a goddamn thing.

How 'bout you, sweetie?

You party on a school night?

Oh, my gosh.

Fifty bucks.

PayPal it to me.

Yeah, okay, hold on.

- You should have it.

- The URL is registered...

...to 5045 Prospect, box #409.

It's a mailbox shop.

- The name on the account is fake.

- How do you know?

"IB Horny".

Sound real to you?

God bless, brother. God bless.

Thanks... Mr. Horny.

Check.

Yeah, I could come up a bit.

It's cool.

Check. Yeah, it's good.

He changed the lyrics.

Just listen to it for a second.

What did I tell you? The kid's a genius.

Remember who found him.

Wonderboy changed the lyrics, man.

It's sounding better, honestly.

It's still good quality.

Well, it sounds good.

He's got a good voice.

But it's not the same.

I mean, he changed all the lyrics.

- Do you want one?

- No, I'm cool.

She's pretty.

What is she, like seventeen?

Eighteen, I think.

- Is that her BMW outside?

- Yeah.

Anyway...

...I just came by to get my stuff...

...and thank you.

- Thank me?

Are you really gonna thank me?

What do you mean?

I don't know. I guess I just thought

this would turn into something more.

You staying here.

Yeah, okay.

But I want some pot.

- Hey.

- Hey.

I gotta help Nathan with something.

So I'll... I should get a ride

back to your place later.

- No, I'll wait for you.

- No.

That's not gonna work.

I'll see you in a couple hours.

- Greetings, soldier.

- Greetings, my friend.

I hail from the Kirklactic Empire.

I've heard quite a

bit about that place.

We've penetrated

the far reaches of space.

You've penetrated everything

you've come in contact with...

... according to my sources.

Studio.

Yeah. Hi.

I'd like to model.

You and everyone

else in this town.

Come on in.

- What the hell is going on?

- Hey, come on back here.

It's an amateur site.

Half of the pictures I receive

are from fans of the site.

They send in pictures of ex-girlfriends,

strippers, girls they saw on the beach.

- Isn't that illegal?

- When they hit the return button...

...they agree they have the rights to the

pictures, and it's no longer my problem.

So do you know

who sent you those photos?

All right, look.

I'll take them off the site, okay?

Just give me $5000.

They're one of the most popular

set of pictures on the site.

Yeah, fine.

- Two thousand.

- Honey, he just agreed to five.

If you wanna renegotiate,

the price is gonna go up.

All right, look.

I know who you are.

I read the real estate

section on Sundays.

Actually, I was maybe gonna

talk to you about my house.

Tell me, do you think

this is a good time to sell, or...?

Call my office.

Wow. Who took the picture?

I could do a much better job,

Sally St. Clair.

- If you change your mind, call me.

- Thank you.

As you see,

that's only some of my work.

- Sorry about the stairs.

- No problem.

Nice... I like your stuff.

- You're early.

- Yeah, well...

I didn't know how long this would take.

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