Jack Goes Boating Page #5

right, Jack?

A special night for special people.

Connie's having wine.

Would you like a glass?

Not yet.

You look really pretty.

Doesn't she, Jack?

Sexy.

Yeah.

Wow.

~ You will lift his body

from the shore... ~

Is it time to take a check on things?

~Oliver James washed in the rain~

~ No longer... ~

Black hashish.

~ Oliver James washed

in the rain... ~

I used to get high

with a bagpipe player from Scotland.

He could really take a puff.

~On the kitchen table~

~ That your grandfather did make ~

~ You and your delicate way ~

~ Will slowly clean his fate ~

~ Oliver James washed

in the rain... ~

The au gratin is turning

the required amber hue-

the critical juncture.

Clyde:
Hey hey!

Yo yo.

- Whoa! Look at my foxy lady.

- Jack:
Everything's almost ready so-

Some after-dinner brandy

that I had to sample to make sure

it was worthy of your fine cuisine.

Okay. Great. Yeah.

Uh, just mellow.

You're my best friend.

- Yeah.

- I love you.

- I want to say something.

- Jack:
Uh, maybe later. Lemme just-

For you and for Connie.

Let me say something.

Look at this. This is beautiful.

Let's smoke a toast

from this beautiful hookah

that my foxy lady got special

for this special night.

To you.

Come on. A toast.

To Jack and to Connie.

Yeah.

~ Where is my love? ~

Beautiful.

Beautiful together.

Both of you.

Let's smoke a toast to all of us.

~ In my arms finally... ~

Connie:
Ooh.

Ooh!

- Oh.

- Connie:
Wow.

Oh.

~ Where is my love? ~

Clyde:
Oh, man.

~ Horses ~

~ Galloping... ~

Clyde:
Whoa.

~ Bringing him~

- ~ To me... ~

- Yeah, this is-

~ Where is my love? ~

Clyde:
So...

~ Where is... ~

- Cool...

- ~ My love? ~

...that Lucy would get this.

- It's so perfect.

- ~ Horses ~

~ Runningfree~

~ Carrying ~

~ You and me... ~

~ Where is my love? ~

~ Where is my love? ~

What's that?

- What?

- Something's burning.

- Burning?

- What?

Oh oh oh!

Oh! Oh no!

Sh*t! F***!

- Oh, God damn!

- Clyde!

- Hurry!

- Jack:
F***!

Calm f***ing down.

- Well, f*** it. What about this?

- Yeah, what about this?

- Just f***ing stop!

- Stop it. Whoa.

- Stop it!

- Ah!

Oh f***!

Jack.

Jack:

Not now!

F***ing-

Clyde:
F***ing-

Shut the f*** up!

- F***ing b*tch!

- I'd like to talk to you.

I just need a minute!

- Connie:
Jack.

- Just a minute!

Clyde:
Jack.

- This always happens.

- What?

Jack:
Whenever there's

anything good, it fucks up!

It f***ed up, but, you know,

- it f***ed up because we forgot.

- No, you f***ed it up,

because you made a f***ing toast!

Clyde:

Because I love you.

We all love you.

You forgot the food

because you were being loved.

That's the important thing

to remember.

We can get by this.

Everything's ruined.

That's f***ed up,

but we can get by this.

Ah.

Clyde:

"Positive vibes. "

Who said that?

~ The rivers of Babylon! ~

- Tape:
~ By the rivers of Babylon ~

- ~ We sat down there! ~

No, it's "Where he sat down. "

- Tape:
~ Where he sat down ~

- ~ Where we sat down ~

~ And there we wept ~

~When we remembered Zion ~

~ But the wicked carried us away ~

~ In captivity ~

~ Required from us a song ~

~ How can we sing

King Alpha song ~

~ In a strange land? ~

- ~ Sing it out loud... ~

- Yeah yeah.

~ Sing a song of love, sister ~

~ Sing a song of love, sister... ~

Clyde:
Forget it, man!

Come on, Jack!

~ So let the words of our hearts~

~ And the meditation

of our heart ~

~ Be acceptable in Thy sight ~

~ Over I... ~

- F*** it!

Tape:

~ Me got a feeling, shorty... ~

Clyde:

All right. The man.

Man of men. My man Jack!

No one ever cooked for you.

You cooked for me.

You're gonna cook,

row in a boat- everything.

Everything. Right, Connie?

That's pure he said?

- What?

- She's okay.

Yeah yeah yeah,

the guy said pure-

Bolivian. Rare he said.

- What's she doing?

- She's in- looking into the mirror.

- Lucy:
Pink?

- She's been in there a long time.

Jack:
She's looking

into the mirror- hash.

Clyde:

Yeah, pink flake he said. Pure.

- Wow. This is mine too, right? Pink?

- What?

- Pink?

- Bolivian.

- Clyde:
Jack, last chance.

- I'm cool.

Bolivian pink.

High-grade, that's what the guy said.

- What guy?

- You know, one of those guys.

It's gone now.

All done. Is she coming out?

- Jack:
Yeah, she's coming out.

- Lucy:
She's okay.

I- I think I'm gonna-

- The bell rang?

- Who can it be?

Shh!

- They'll go away.

- Who?

Wrong buzzer. We won't answer.

- He's calling.

- Who?

- I don't know.

- Whose phone is that?

- Sh*t!

- What?

Nothing.

Nobody. Restricted.

- F***. I need to-

- Forget it. They'll go away.

F***ing paranoid moment.

- Sh*t!

- Jack:
What?

Put out the lights.

- Somebody's there.

- The lights?

- Who is it?

- No no no, put 'em out.

- No.

- F***ing let me go. I want to see.

- Federic. You called him?

- Who?

- The cooking guy.

- Let him in. Let him f***ing in!

- You f***ing a**hole! Let go of me!

- Maybe, let's- if we-

- Cannoli:
Is everything okay?

- Yes, everything's f***ing okay!

- Let go!

- Jack:
I'll talk to her.

- Let me explain!

- Okay.

- Oh!

- I'm sorry.

- Just stop! Just f***ing stop.

- Sorry.

Federic! Federic!

- Federic.

- We'll talk later.

Put the lights on.

Put the f***ing lights back on!

Lucy:

You wanted to totally f*** up

a perfectly good time with friends...

- Clyde:
I was gonna be okay with it.

- ... to totally embarrassed me.

- A**hole.

- No, because I've grown.

- I wanted to show I've grown.

- You are so f***ed up!

Okay. Okay, forget it.

We're done.

I'm sorry.

You're right. I f***ed up.

Forget it, okay? Okay.

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah.

Lucy:

This didn't happen, okay?

- Just forget it. A**hole.

- Clyde:
I wanted to be normal.

I just wanted to be normal

with the Cannoli.

You'll look for some other life

with some other person,

- like the death guy.

- Don't embarrass yourself.

- You think I'm nothing.

- You're f***ing nothing!

That's what you want?!

You're f***ing nothing!

I f***ing try, okay?

- I f***ing try!

- You love I f***ed someone,

you piece of sh*t.

It makes you feel so moral.

Your bullshit night school.

You'll be driving a limo

when you're 100.

You love I f***ed someone else,

so you can feel superior.

You're a baby!

- Clyde:
I never lied to you.

- N- he, uh-

What, Jack? What is it you want

to say about your a**hole friend?

I told you what I did

and you couldn't stop wanting

to f*** me all night.

- I never lied to you.

- And I never told you everything.

You're right.

You're f***ing nothing!

- You'll always be nothing! Nothing!

- No!

What the f***, man? Come on.

What are you staring at?

Lucy?

Open the door.

- Oh. Oh no.

- ~ And there we wept ~

- ~ When he remembered Zion... ~

- We're going.

Let me in. Let me f***ing in.

~ But the wicked

carried us away in captivity... ~

- Lucy!

- ~ Required from us a song... ~

- Jack! We're going.

- ~ How can we sing King Alpha song ~

~ In atrange land? ~

- Thanks.

- ~ But the wicked ~

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