Goats Page #6

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having to ask Wendy for money.

Then get a job like a normal person!

I'm not a normal person.

Come on, let's go. Pack up the tent.

We'll camp somewhere else.

Let's go.

Would you just give me a second?

- Come on. Get up.

- Get your hands off me.

Damn it! Lance!

Lance!

Goat Man.

Goat Man!

Goat Man.

Goat Man's going to be okay.

- Ellis, sweetie!

- That goat's not riding in my Jeep.

Are you okay?

Did Goat Man call?

The healing workshops were great.

Thanks for asking.

Aren't you even the slightest bit

worried about him?

The Hopi shaman at the workshop

said that I worry too much.

Yeah, about yourself!

Okay, I can't leak my energy right now

worrying about Goat Man.

I have been advised to let it pool inward.

Frank and Judy are married

and they're having a baby.

He's lying, hon. He's trying to hurt you.

Let's go.

Okay, I know you're at Gates.

I know you're smart.

You make pretty good decisions.

But I do worry about you.

All the time.

I'm your mother.

And just so you know,

I was on the phone

with Johanna and the shaman,

and without me telling anything

about what happened,

the shaman mentioned

that Goat Man knows the desert

and knows how to survive.

Okay?

And notice,

I haven't said anything about Frank

or his child bride.

- May I please speak to my mother?

- Who is this?

How many children does Wendy have?

- Did he call?

- Who?

Don't be a prick!

You never even bother to ask

about me or your mother. That is rude.

Did Goat Man call or not?

Well, I have a slight cold,

and your mother...

Maybe you should have Seor Levy

call the police in Mexico and ask

- if they've heard anything...

- I'm sure Goat Man's fine.

Stop whining about him already.

Line up, girls!

Eat my sh*t.

Quick one.

Not bad, Whitman.

Did you have PE today?

Did you get sweaty?

We should get drunk and go see that,

that'd be awesome.

Yeah, sounds like a plan.

Nice bike. Is that carbon fiber?

Yeah, I think so.

Give it to me.

What?

Ellis!

Ellis.

Oh, no.

Come on, sit up.

Sit up.

I read To Kill a Mockingbird.

And at first I thought

Atticus was sort of self-righteous.

But by the end...

You think there are people

like Atticus Finch in real life?

I hope so.

Enjoy the Percocets.

Bye.

Once you have made a cut

around the eyeball,

separate the eye into two halves.

Let the vitreous humor

and any associated structure...

Barney, we're already on step six.

Can I finish? This is step seven.

- Can I finish reading?

- I'm already done.

You may need to tease the vitreous humor

gently away from the

lining of the eye.

I think I'm just gonna

cut the retina. Yeah.

That's definitely not the retina.

It doesn't look like

you're doing anything right.

- I got it.

- Wait, no, no, that's the cornea.

No, that's the cornea, you moron.

Careful, you don't want

to blind that cow forever.

What are you doing here?

I felt like taking a drive, I guess.

What happened to your head?

He got bike-jacked. Four stitches.

By a townie.

They hate all Gates students.

What do you mean?

It's fine. It's healing quickly.

Where's the photo?

I'd like to introduce you

to your new brother,

Gabriel.

He looks like Judy.

Actually, he's a dead ringer for you

when you were a baby.

You know, it's a known fact that all babies

look like old Jewish men.

Oh, boy, go easy on me.

Senior year.

It's not as dorky as I thought.

Wait, Latin club? Young Historians?

I was only in those for my dad,

who was convinced I was too stupid

to get into college on grades alone.

- Really?

- Yeah.

- Eldridge said you were a brain.

- No.

When I was admitted to Princeton,

my father said,

"Everyone wins the lottery once.

Don't blow this, Frank. "

Ellis, do you like it here?

I mean, you know you can go back

to Tucson, or you could even come to DC.

There are a lot of good day schools there.

- Really?

- Yeah.

I like it here, though.

We have our first meet next week.

Coach put me on the varsity team.

I'm actually pretty fast.

Really?

Yeah, that was my room

junior and senior years.

- You lived in Stillwell?

- Yeah.

It's all nerds now.

It was all nerds then, too.

You saw my yearbook photos.

You think Goat Man's all right?

Disappearing for a few months

is a very Goat Man thing to do.

- What about Wendy?

- Why?

I don't know. She seems weird.

She never returns my calls.

She's really into New Age spirituality

and freaks out a lot.

Well, when I first met her,

she was really into The Grateful Dead

and she freaked out a lot.

Ellis, I've always had a hard time

with your mom,

but that's not an excuse.

I'm sorry I've been absent from your life.

Thanks.

I'm sure you've had your fill

of the Gates food,

so we'll go out for dinner tonight.

Barney, too, if he wants.

Are you sure you want to invite Barney?

So Yale's application process

is really tough,

but I've been studying hard,

and Ellis has been helping me out a lot,

so I think I've got a really good shot

of getting in.

But if I don't get into Yale,

I'm gonna try for Tufts.

It's a little early to be

worrying about college, isn't it?

This isn't the right way to the restaurant.

Yeah, we got a little business

to take care of before dinner.

I'll talk reasonably to his parents

and if I don't make any progress,

I'll call the police.

- Hello.

- Yes?

I've come to retrieve my son's bicycle.

I believe you assaulted him and...

Mr. Whitman,

are you still taking us to dinner?

Thanks for coming.

Thanks for getting my bike back.

Think about Telluride this summer.

Judy would love it if you were there.

I mean, I would, too.

Actually, so would your brother

if he could distinguish shapes.

I will.

Oh, I almost forgot.

It's a prospectus for my new company.

Solar panel technology for vehicles.

I assembled a team of geniuses,

aside from myself.

I didn't want you to think

I wasn't doing anything.

I'll look through it.

Good luck with the race next week.

I'm really proud of you, Ellis.

Thanks.

See you soon.

You got a package.

You're studying history already?

Who's it from?

Goat Man!

It's from Goat Man!

Close the door.

Well, of course!

Look at what's happening!

Bullshit. You're a liar.

- You're a liar. You're a big, fat liar.

- It's the only thing.

I can't help but think that if you could

just corral your energy, just redirect it,

- then you wouldn't be doing this.

- No matter how I redirect my energy,

you will always be a pig.

The jig is up. Leave.

- It's disgusting to think...

- But I still have to go through with it.

- ... that you would put...

- 'Cause I've got to put food in my mouth!

...your slimy penis into me after that.

That's disgusting!

- Get out of my face!

- All this...

- Get out of my face, you slut.

- ... seems so drastic.

You're a big fat slut.

Get out of my face.

If that's what you want, I...

I'm done bankrolling you.

- Leave.

- Yeah, yeah.

Runners, take your mark.

Hey.

Hi, there.

What are you doing here so early?

Picking up my pathetic check.

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