Greenberg Page #8

GlRL:
l don't.

l have, once or twice.

l might get back into drugs.

l've got a Vicodin,

if you want.

l could use that, actually.

You want

a neck massage?

Uh. . .

Okay. Normally,

l'd say no because

l'm a little OCD, but. . .

Okay.

That's great.

Are you kids really

different from me?

l mean,

do the movies,

and the iPods,

and the facility

with MySpace pages

make you guys

really different?

l don't know.

Every article l read

seems to be saying that.

Definitely feel it.

Good coke.

(ALL LAUGHlNG)

What?

Nothing.

You're funny.

You're mean.

The thing about you kids

is you're all

kind of insensitive.

l'm glad l grew

up when l did,

'cause your parents

were too perfect

at parenting.

All that Baby Mozart

and Dan Zanes songs.

You're so sincere and

interested in things.

There's a confidence

in you guys

that's horrifying.

You're all ADD

and carpal tunnel.

You wouldn't know agoraphobia

if it bit you in the ass,

and it makes you mean.

You say things to

someone like me,

who's older and smarter,

with this blithe air.

l'm freaked out

by you kids.

(ALL LAUGHlNG)

l hope l die before

l end up meeting one of you

in a job interview.

F*** or fight?

What?

F*** or fight?

What are you

fighting against?

What do you got?

Uh. . . l don't

have much.

Ah-ha! Then that's what

l'm fighting against,

not much.

Boom !

(HEAVY METAL MUSlC PLAYlNG)

What the f***?

Rich, you a**hole.

l didn't do anything, man.

Oh. Sorry.

Hey, get off the stereo.

l was listening to that.

Where's the Duran Duran?

"Where's the Duran Duran?"

Hey, careful, those

are my brother's records.

"Those are my

brother's records."

F*** off.

(SCREAMS) Jesus!

There's something

in the pool !

Hey, don't feed him.

No, don't feed him !

Mahler, drop it!

Mahler, drop it.

Mahler, drop it.

Drop it. Drop it.

GlRL:
Ow!

God, what is it?

l think it's

a bird or an opossum,

or something.

lt's a. . .

l think we've had

one of these before.

(SCREAMS)

Holy sh*t!

(ALL SCREAMlNG)

(LAUGHlNG)

All right.

lt's coming to get your ass!

l'm sorry your dog

has AlDS.

He doesn't have AlDS.

lt's an autoimmune disorder.

(lN HlGH-PlTCHED VOlCE)

How is Lenny?

Hey, man.

Hey, you okay, man?

ls that pot?

Where did you get that?

You want a puff?

No, man, l quit.

You know that.

Okay, man. Okay.

lsn't this weird?

So, how'd it go?

Fine.

And?

l think

we're gonna have another try.

You're shitting me.

Please don't make

this hard for me.

Oh, God, man.

Don't give in.

l know it's the harder,

more painful decision

to stay free,

but that's what

adulthood is.

l mean, l could

just stay with Florence

because it's easy,

but l don't want easy.

You've been dating

Florence for a month.

l've been married for

Don't tell me

about adulthood.

We're not dating, exactly.

That's my point!

Hey, you're

shouting at me.

lt's been a really

hard time for me, Roger.

l mean, l miss my family.

l feel like

all the hard work

l've done over the years,

kicking the drugs,

being a dad,

l feel like it's all

slipping away from me.

lt's not going away.

lt's transforming.

You're going through

something, which means. . .

l don't think you

understand what it's been

like for me out here,

how the life l'd hoped for. . .

lt's huge to

finally embrace the life

you never planned on.

l wanted to make

that record.

We never would've

survived at a major label

with those restrictions.

How the f*** do you know?

Because that's not

how the world works.

What could you possibly know

about how the world works?

Listen, man,

l think you're playing out

some old family

dynamic here. . .

Apropos of what we

were saying before

about what

people say about us?

People feel you hold on

to petty resentments.

You asked me what

people say about you.

l don't want to know.

Yeah, well,

you should know.

People think you

play the victim.

And l don't mean

this in a bad way,

but you let people

feel sorry for you

when you're

really just protecting

your own narcissism.

l don't want to know!

Well, that's why l didn't

want to be in a f***ing

band with you !

Because you won't

acknowledge your own sh*t.

And you were

f***ed up all the time!

What do you want

me to say, huh?

What do you want me to say?

l had no idea that

would be our only offer.

l didn't think that

l had the power to blow it.

l thought that we were all

just giving our two cents.

F***, l didn't know

l was gonna be

the one to make

the band fall apart.

You know, maybe,

obviously, l would

do it differently now!

Of course l know what

it's like to live a life

l didn't plan on.

What the f*** do

you think l'm doing

right now?

Florence told me

you were in the hospital.

l'd know,

l understand

about those things.

You know,

we could've talked about it,

maybe made each

other feel better,

but instead we never talk

about anything good.

This is a small thing,

and it's probably

boring for you,

but it would've been nice

if you'd have made

an effort to know Vic.

Who's Vic?

My son.

Oh, Victor. l didn't

recognize the diminutive.

(ON ANSWERlNG MACHlNE)

Hi, it's Florence.

Leave a message.

Florence.

Florence, l'm calling

to say l'm sorry

you had to go through

what you're going through.

And Mahler's fine.

He ate pizza.

l'm leaving this

in your voicemail,

but it's really a letter.

l get so angry about

the world, you know?

lf l knew who

to write a letter to

about all the stupidity

in the world, l'd do it.

You're 25.

l was just 27.

You're brave.

Young people are brave.

When l was a kid,

l was a leader

and most of the kids

always looked up to me.

l thought l might go

into space, you know,

as an astronaut.

(CHUCKLES) l can't even

swim in the f***ing pool.

My brother's in Vietnam.

We have the same parents.

l can't blame that.

l really love Phillip,

but l'm not supposed

to be on his bed.

l love my parents.

l love Mahler.

l miss my mom.

l really like you.

l just hate how

embarrassing it all is.

l don't understand.

What happened to me?

Where does experience go?

Remember Charlie Sheen

standing on his balcony

in Wall Street?

Did you see that movie?

Saying, "Who am l?"

Phillip and l used to

make so much fun of it.

l'm thinking, now,

it wasn't so stupid.

Somebody once said to me,

"Hurt people hurt people."

lt's kind of trite,

but it stayed with me.

Oh, man ! That was you,

like, a few days ago.

l used to have

a really good memory, too.

Anyway, we do. . .

l do hurt people.

Hurt people.

l think lvan and l broke up.

Florence, l really like you.

Love, Roger.

(GlRLS CHATTERlNG)

A**holes.

(GlRL LAUGHlNG)

D*cks.

MURlEL:
l don't understand

why she did it.

SARA:
Good morning, sunshine.

Holy sh*t!

How you feeling, Sunny?

What's "Sunny"?

We decided that's

our name for you.

l think l'm still drunk.

Hey, they printed my

letter about Pakistan.

SARA:
Cool.

"Roger Greenberg.

Hollywood, California."

SARA:
l mean,

l've got no problem

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