Grudge Match Page #8

- It's what it is.

The only reason you give a sh*t

is I finally got some heat.

- Let's be honest, Frank.

- Oh.

- Really?

- Yeah.

- Really?

- Uh-huh. Yeah.

Oh, okay. You're the

original media whore.

- Your mother's a whore.

- What?

Your mother's a whore. And I named my

son after her best trick. Right, BJ?

Trey, you stay here.

You call my mother a whore?

You call my mother a whore?

You call my... Unh!

Well, that's that.

Start the car.

Come on, buddy. Let's go.

Let's go, yeah. Let's go, Dad.

Dad? What do the letters in your

name mean? The B and the J?

You gotta be kidding me.

You see what you started?

You started this.

Well, you know, Trey?

I'll answer that.

B and J stands for...

"butterscotch jellybeans." Really?

A lot of guys

like butterscotch jellybeans.

But you know the problem?

Sometimes, women don't like to

give guys butterscotch jellybeans.

- Ha-ha-ha.

- I love butterscotch jellybeans a lot.

I like to have, like, 100 a day.

Well, what an appetite you have.

Boy, oh, boy.

Hey, you know, uh,

what you did back there...

...you stepping up like that.

I appreciate it.

I just want to let you know.

I don't have any use

for that jagoff.

Crap, I'm gonna be late

for football practice.

- Hey, Trey-Trey, you got your stuff, right?

- Yep.

I'm gonna drop you off at

grandma's on the way to Kid's.

I wanna stay with Kid.

Oh, you wanna stay

with Kid? Well, you can't.

No, you know what?

Maybe he could stay over tonight.

We can have like a sleepover.

What do you think? Huh?

- Yeah!

- You like that?

Your grandmother will have my hide.

It ain't happening.

- Come on!

- Look what you started.

- Come on! Please!

- You gotta jump in there too?

Yeah, you're the dad. Come on.

- Please.

- All right, all right. I tell you what.

You can stay, as long as we

make it a dudes-only secret.

Works for me. You know dude secrets

are very important in life, Trey.

Your buddies, they

gotta look out for you.

Like, if you're in a movie and you start

crying, you don't want people to know.

They won't tell anybody

because they're your buddies.

They cover for you when

you get in trouble...

...like when you have a gambling problem

or an unexpected visit in the drunk tank.

- I think he probably he gets the point.

- No, he's a very smart, intelligent kid.

It's amazing you're 8 years old.

I thought you'd be maybe

like 9 or 10, or even 11.

- I'm almost 9.

- Almost 9.

Dad, for my birthday can I

have butterscotch jellybeans?

Ha-ha-ha. I don't know, bud.

- You got a few years to wait on that one.

- Please?

So...

...anyone in your life these days?

There's been a few over the years.

They stick around for a while, and

then they see these kind of, uh...

...Oprah shows about relationships.

They tell me, "How come you don't

talk about your feelings more?"

And I say, "Well, women are

more verbal than men."

And they go, "Huh?"

And "What?" Heh.

Then they leave.

Wow, listen to you.

"Women are more verbal than men."

Yeah, I read an article in

Time magazine that's called:

"Women are More Verbal than Men."

It's true.

You know, I know it was

a long time ago, but...

...what happened? Really.

You were everything in my life.

Then Kid beat you.

And you were different.

And I was lost.

And everything started

to fall apart.

Listen. This is ancient history.

I put it behind me. And I don't

wanna get emotional about it.

I hope you've put it behind you.

I just want to keep it calm.

But why him?

I mean, seriously,

of all the people in the world?

I can't get it through my head.

I lay in bed at night.

I want to pound my head against...

I dream about killing this guy.

Why him? He's the worst

guy in the world.

- Why?

- Okay. Okay.

Remember when you went to

the Catskills to train?

You wanted to be alone.

You wouldn't return my calls.

Six months turned into a year.

I know that now, but I was

focused on winning the title.

I know that. I know that.

But I was so in love with you.

And I even flew up to surprise you.

And then I saw you with that woman.

I didn't know her. Nothing happened. I had

no idea who she was. She just showed up.

What did I know?

I just wanted to hurt you as much

as I thought you had hurt me.

And so...

Kid.

Kid.

Kid. All right.

I understand.

Wow.

I think we've depressed the sh*t

out of these pigeons.

- No, don't say that. Right?

- Ha, ha.

It's the first time taking

you alone. You nervous?

For you, maybe. If I told my dad you

used a 12 pack of beer for a car seat...

...he will not be happy.

He should've given us one, but you

know what? It'll be our secret.

- And I'll drive slow. All right?

- Mm-hm.

So, what do you wanna do

tonight, huh? Go to the movies?

If it's PG-13 or R. I don't do G.

- Oh, wow. You're old for your years.

- You too.

Yeah. Dante.

We bigger than Pittsburgh, Kid!

- Well, what do you mean?

- What's it mean?

It means we sold too many seats.

It means we need a bigger venue.

Dude, the UFC thing

put us over the top.

- How we gonna get a new venue?

- What do you mean? It's already done!

The Consol Energy Center wants us!

Eighteen thousand seats.

- You messing with me?

- No, I ain't messing, you geriatric prick.

Pay-per-view and HBO too.

I forgot that.

Let me tell you, if people buy this thing,

do you understand this will set us straight?

A different type of money.

I'm talking about that Kardashian

sex tape type money.

- Don't mess with me, man.

- This is real, man.

This is money, baby!

Yeah, good. All good. Good.

- I just wanted to let you know.

- Good.

- Bye, man.

- Thanks.

Yeah.

I'm making it, baby!

I left my keys in the house.

Goddamn it.

So since we established

that I've never been that verbal...

...and even you told me I had a hard

time communicating. Remember that?

- Uh, yeah.

- You didn't have to say it like that. Heh.

Well, you were right.

And I worked at it.

I started making things

from junk or objects...

...that I found at the yard.

And I made this for you.

Oh, it's darling.

- It's...

- A mouse, I guess.

No, it looks more like a dog.

Yeah, it's a dog.

- When did all this start?

- I don't know. A long time ago.

It's just that some people look at old rusty

scrap metal and say, "Ah, that's just junk."

But I see something else.

Oh!

That's beautiful! I love that.

Excuse me, Mr. Sharp.

You have a phone call

from a Mr. Dante Slate.

Please tell him I'm busy.

I'm afraid he insisted that it was quote, "mad

important," and that "sh*t just got real."

Maybe you should take it

because it's mad important.

Sh*t just got real.

Heh. Okay.

- Am I missing something here?

- What?

Dante just told you you're

playing the Consol Center.

- Yeah?

- And you act more nervous than excited.

No, listen, I'm excited.

I don't drive a lot at night

and I'm concentrating.

This is gonna be huge...

- Unh. Ooh.

- Sally!

Are you okay?

No, you're cut up here.

I never saw that guy.

He came out of nowhere.

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