High Road Page #10

F***.

That's a major breakthrough,

you guys.

Thanks, Dirty Carl.

I'm sorry I misjudged you.

I'm sorry I knocked you out in the alley,

and then pushed you into the

mirror in the bathroom.

I'm sorry

I jacked you in the face

with everything I had.

Okay...

You guys know

he's a brother Mason?

And I'm gonna get a dog.

All right.

We're gonna hit it. Yeah.

Stop by the house,

though, all right?

We'll have a cookout or something.

For sure.

Hey, you ready? Yeah. Let's go.

Cairo. Abiff.

I'll see you out there.

Yeah. Uh...

We're both kind of f***ed up.

Yeah.

Everybody is, I think. Yeah.

You... Um...

I'll stop by the garage or

something, yeah? Sure, man.

See you soon? Yeah.

F***. Come here.

Take care of yourself.

Later, bud.

Arnie, good to meet you.

Yeah. I'm gonna...

See ya.

Son, with these sandwiches,

I officially make amends

to you.

I know I've been

a deadbeat dad,

but as a grandpa,

I'm gonna be live-beat.

I like that.

You're really weird,

but I love you a lot.

Come on.

You even hug weird.

Come on. You've gotta

go after Monica.

She's such a lovely girl.

She reminds me

a lot of your mom.

Now go get her.

Do you want your apartment key?

No, no. That's okay.

Okay.

Don't worry about it.

Dear Glen, you're an angel.

Arnie. Dad.

I wanna give you

guys some good news.

The good news is that

Monica here... okay...

through her hard work,

grit, and determination,

has been promoted

to segment producer.

So let that be an example to you guys.

Oh, wow.

Thank you.

Hard work, grit, and determination,

all right here.

I hope that makes you

very happy.

So it's just, like...

I feel great, Barry.

Thank you. Yeah.

Good. Good. All right.

You should.

Summer fires. This is gonna

be our sweeps story.

We need chopper footage

of forest fires.

I'm not saying start a fire,

but I'm not saying...

Okay. I'm ready to be a dad.

Okay. Whoa.

This is a closed meeting.

Shut up, Barry.

Uh, you shut up.

Not now, Barry? Oh, not now?

Yeah, not now.

How about not right now?

How about not right now, Bar?

How about not now?

Not now, Barry. Get out.

Not now. You get out. Get...

I see that you're still upset.

Understandable.

I've been kind of an a**hole.

I left you alone

when you needed me.

But, honestly,

kidnapping that kid

was, like, the best thing

that I've ever done.

Let's go.

I realize that I've been

a f***ing a**hole recently.

I've been lying to you.

I've been selling drugs.

I'm a loser.

I wanna be in

my kid's life, though.

I'm a loser

'cause I didn't have a dad,

and I don't want my kid

to be anything like me.

I never, ever want

to make him sandwiches.

That doesn't make sense.

Parents make sandwiches

for their kids all the time.

Dude, I've been in, like,

three fights this weekend.

Yeah?

I'm getting pretty good at it.

Wanna make it four? Yeah!

Do you? Fine! Catch me then!

I haven't even smoked weed

in two days,

and I can go a couple more

without any problem.

So, two days at a time

eventually.

Come on, man.

I'm gonna be there all the time for him.

I bought that car seat.

If you don't like it, we can go back

to the thrift store and get a new one.

They have, like, five different ones.

Get out!

How about I call your wife

and tell her that you

were making out

with my sad, pregnant

girlfriend, you f***ing dick?

That would be weird.

I wanna be in my kid's life.

I wanna be in your life

as much as you'll let me.

And I'm gonna love you forever.

Yeah. I get that

you love me, Fitz.

I can't count on you, though.

Whatever.

Later, loser!

Nothing like

a little comic relief.

Um, go to your worksheets

for a second.

Listen, don't let

that loser get... Ugh!

Okay. You know what?

You are so disgusting.

You can keep your promotion.

Okay?

Keep it. I don't need it.

Fitz!

"I don't need

to be segment producer."

Fitz! Fitz, wait up!

Fitz.

What are you doing here?

So you like the car seat.

Sure.

You're pregnant now,

so we shouldn't...

What, do you wanna die

an elevator virgin?

I miss you, too, Mom.

Wish you were still here.

I love you.

Hey, guys.

Guys, can we go

back to L.A. Soon?

I'm sorry.

Cemeteries really freak me out.

Okay. Just try to relax, all right?

We're going.

Sorry, Katie.

Fogerty's here,

and cemeteries creep him out.

Please? Please?

Fogerty, please.

We gotta cut this visit short.

See you soon, Mom.

F***. What the f***...

You couldn't wait two seconds?

Hey.

Are we, like, a triangle now?

Sure. Yeah.

Why not?

That's weird.

l send a message

at 3:
00 a.m.

It's old news to you

That I've been

drinking again

ln love with you

and missin' my old friends

So if you've got the time,

this is where my story begins

They told me

l was born to lose

l got a winner's heart

but a failure's shoes

There's not much

that l can do

But if l had the chance,

I'd try to marry you

Well, thanks

for wasting time

With me again

Well, thanks

for wasting time

On me

Your friends think

they're better than me

And if l thought real hard,

I'd have to agree

l smoke cigarettes

and too much weed

And l cuss a lot

when l drink whiskey

l wanna give you

what you need

l got a lot of flowers

and no money

There's not much

that l can be

But l swear to God

l got devil in me

Thanks for wasting time

With me again

Well, thanks

for wasting time

On me

Thanks for wasting time

With me again

Well, thanks

for wasting time

On me

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