Good Time Max Page #4

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Whoo!

Damn, you're hot.

- What's your name?

- I don't know.

# Hold on, hold on

# Hold on, hold on...

Heat it up.

Gonna burn the place up, dude.

I'll burn as much as I want.

By the '70s, the big bang theory

was already well established.

So they tried to come up with alternative

scenarios for the universe's evolution,

like, what if you mess around with gravity

or strength of the electromagnetic force?

What do you think that will do

to the universe's evolution?

- Nothing.

- Wrong, dumbass.

Even the slightest tinkering

derails the whole process.

You're just focusing on what you want to.

There's just as much evidence

for a random universe,

that life is completely insane and chaotic.

What are you talking about, man?

Even the most seemingly random events

have logic behind them.

As far as my life goes,

I know exactly what I'm doing.

Geniuses don't make mistakes.

They instigate their own problems

so they can be worked out

for deeper insight.

Chaos is harder to embrace.

It's scary to think there's no one out there

looking out for us.

Just smoke, man.

# Hold on, hold on

# Hold on, hold on

# Hold on, hold on

# Hold on...

- Hey.

- Hey.

- Come here to Mama.

- It's been a long night.

# Hold on, hold on

I really gotta get going.

# Hold on...

Carl?!

- Christine, who the f*** is this?!

- Carl...

Shut up, b*tch.

You been gone two f***ing days!

- Don't! Leave him alone!

- Come on, I didn't do anything!

- Shut up and get out!

- I don't even know her name!

Hey, man, come on, I...

- Let's get out of here.

- Where we goin', man?

I got an idea.

Tuck that sh*t in, man.

- Yes?

- Uh, hi, uh... Jo.

Uh, yeah, I'm-I'm Max. Adam's brother?

Remember we met one time?

Oh, yes. You shat on the carpet.

- Is-is Adam here?

- No, he's not back from work yet.

Um... well, could we wait for him?

Uh...

Blood pressure's dropping.

I need some more suction.

I can't see.

- 110 over 70.

- Not there, here.

- I need another clamp.

- Hell, we just lost the pulse.

Open up the IV s full bore.

F***.

Oh, yeah, that's it. Yeah.

Put that away. Put that away.

Hey, Adam.

How you doin'?

What the f*** are you doin' here?

I... I just came by

so we could go visit Dad.

- He's dead.

- Aw, sh*t.

- We all missed you at the funeral.

- You guys had a funeral without me?

What the f*** do you care?

You wouldn't have come anyway.

Yeah, I would have.

You know I was with him to the very end?

He could have cared less.

All he kept asking for was you.

I'm sorry. Look, if it was Mom,

you know she would have asked for you.

Would it have been so hard

to just jump on a plane?

One time, do the right thing.

Just... just once.

I'm sorry. There was a lot of traffic.

I couldn't meet you.

Oh, you-you f***ing liar!

Is nothing important to you?

- I really wanted to be there.

- Bullshit!

I did. I'm here now.

A- A-Are you OK?

No, Max, I'm not OK.

Are you gonna take care of me?

That's a f***in' joke. Get out.

- What?

- Get out!

- Is that how you want it?

- Get the f*** out!

- Get the signed consent?

- Got it right here.

- X-rays?

- Uh, no.

- Where the f*** are they?

- Radiology.

You want me to get 'em?

Maybe we should ask the patient.

Has everybody else done their job today?

- Hey, Cohen.

- Yeah?

- Sorry I yelled earlier.

- It's OK. It's my fault.

No, you're doing great.

It's just that I have a temper sometimes.

But I'm working on it.

OK.

Dr. Verbinski,

they need you in O.R. 4 now.

I'll be right there.

Oh, yeah. That's it. Good.

Max?

Max?

Adam, Max just called. He's in jail.

I'm sorry.

I didn't know what to tell him.

- Thanks for coming.

- Sure.

So what does your attorney say?

Uh, well, I mean,

he said I'll probably be out

in, like, six months on parole.

I mean, I'll have to do community service

for, like, the rest of my life,

but... well, at least I'll be free.

But at least I'm clean. I mean,

I haven't used since I got in here.

Oh, congratulations.

Yeah, did they, uh, throw a party for ya?

How you doin'?

I'm fine.

Oh.

Well, what are you gonna do

when you get out of here?

I don't know.

I'll think of something.

I'm always resourceful.

I want you to come stay with me.

- Really?

- Yeah.

OK.

OK.

I'll... I'll do it.

Thanks.

I'm glad you're my brother.

I'm glad you're my brother.

We, uh, set up a room for you.

Wow. This is really great.

- I don't know what to say.

- Oh, no problem.

Uh, dinner's at 7:00 sharp.

Adam likes to eat on time.

OK.

I'm really grateful.

Adam's orders.

So just let me know if you need anything,

and I'll be in the kitchen.

- OK.

- OK.

Doctor, your glove.

Let me get you another one.

Doctor?

Are you OK?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm just tired.

- You don't look OK.

- I'm fine.

Adam, can I, uh, can I speak to you

outside in the hallway for a second?

No, all right?

Now just... put the patient under.

Something's wrong.

We have to talk about this at some point.

Yeah, well, you know what?

I don't want to.

Hi, Max.

Hi.

You sure you're all right?

Yeah.

OK.

Why don't you swing by the hospital

tomorrow around noon?

We can have lunch together.

OK.

All right.

- I'll see ya tomorrow.

- Yeah.

- Hi.

- Hi.

I'm here to meet my brother,

Dr. Adam Verbinski.

OK.

- Hey, Adam.

- Max, what are you doin' here?

- You said we were going to lunch.

- Doctor.

- I did?

- Yeah.

I don't know what I was thinking.

I'm not even hungry.

- What are you doin'?

- I'm working.

So, what, you don't wanna go?

- Adam? It's over, son.

- Can I help you?

- Dr. Verbinski?

- Yes.

I'm Lieutenant Lally.

I have a warrant for your arrest.

They showed me this tape.

Your privileges are suspended.

These gentlemen will escort you

from the premises.

I'm not going anywhere.

Get out of my office!

- Turn around. Take it easy.

- Get the f*** away from me!

- Get off me!

- Dr. Verbinski, please.

- Open your hands!

- What's goin' on?! Where you takin' him?

Find myself a pretty lady...

...big home, nice car,

baby.

I don't know.

It's not really that important right now.

Lotta work to do.

You got work to do?

Yeah, I got work to do.

So do you.

Get your sh*t together.

You're this close, man.

- What?

- What?

What do you mean, "this close"?

I said, "You're this close. "

To what?

To gettin' your sh*t together.

Think Mom... really misses me?

Course she does.

She loves you.

Hey!

Hey, sorry I'm late, man.

What happened?

My license has been suspended.

I can't practice medicine for two years.

Oh, man.

Plus, Jo kicked me out.

I'm sorry.

What are you gonna do?

I don't know.

Well, if you want, you can come stay

at my apartment till you figure it out.

I mean, it ain't much,

but... I got a job.

I'm movin' on up.

- Let me show it to you right now.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

- You're welcome to stay there.

- Great.

Hey, I've matured since the last time.

- I've matured.

- I don't know.

Come on.

Look, let me take care

of you for a while.

We'll go to meetings together.

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