Life of the Party Page #6
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What's that, Mom?
I just don't want you
to blame yourself.
For what, Mom?
Why shouldn't he
blame himself?
It's his life. He made it.
He should lie in it.
I think
it's "bed," Jack.
What?
Bed.
Lie in his bed.
What are you
talking about?
Alcoholism.
What about it?
Sometimes they say
it's in the genes.
- Not my genes.
- Ha!
Not mine.
Oopsie.
Bent your right arm.
Didn't keep
your head down.
Rocked your hips.
Right.
You forget that uncle
you had, Jack.
Very serious drinker.
He was in
a bus station once...
...not a thing
under his raincoat.
He was buck-naked.
And what did he do?
some young drum majorettes.
Stupid stories.
You want to talk heredity?
I'd look at those pills
you pop like they're M&Ms.
Please don't do this.
I have a medical condition.
Even the doctor said...
- Nerves.
- A genuine medical condition.
Everyone has nerves.
Giving in... That's what
he inherited from you.
Your whole family...
...silver spoons hanging
out of their mouths.
Nobody on my side had a
time-out in mental hotels.
Dad!
A spa, Jack.
We had jobs.
You babied him.
Made him as dizzy as you are.
He's doing the best
he can, Jack.
For someone with
a drinking problem...
I think he's doing
very well.
I can't find it anywhere.
The heir and the spare.
What's that, Dad?
Nothing.
- Tell me.
- It was over here, right?
You don't want to hear it.
Yeah, I do.
Come on, you've got the
proverbial ball rolling here.
Go for it.
Pinning all
our hopes on you.
What about it?
That was our mistake.
Mistake?
Those kings
in the old days.
Got their heir to the throne...
...also had a bunch of other kids.
The heir goes down,
there's a backup.
She knows what.
I'm talking about.
She was too frail.
Postpartum thing,
she almost jumped out a window.
Couldn't risk
having another.
If we had...
maybe he'd have known.
what he was doing
with his life...
...made us proud.
You wanted to hear it.
You'd think...
...strangers would feel
this strange together...
...not...
You should spend
some time with a pro.
Work on that chip shot.
You know, I think we have
something going for us here.
I am not my father.
Puts us way ahead of
the game, don't you think?
I didn't know my old pal
was such a great kisser.
But he is a good man...
...and I understand
why you turned to him.
Wasn't such a great kiss...
...and it was never him.
Nobody real.
Not yet, anyway.
Hard to find someone willing
to take on the load.
I'm going to be.
Wasn't sure what to do
A baby?
When were you
going to tell me?
I mean, if I hadn't had just
showed up here right now...
I don't want to stay
together because of it.
I want to feel the joy of it.
I don't want to miss that.
Pheeb... Please.
I can't have two kids
to take care of.
Would you give
me a chance, please?
Where you going?
Where you going?
You should get some sleep.
Take better care of yourself.
A kiss? That's it?
All this drama
for a f***ing kiss?
Can we focus on the
matter at hand, please?
I don't get what's the big.
So he's not home?
Yeah, he probably
went back to the city.
His car is
at his house.
So he went
for a walk.
She said he's been
gone for three hours.
So he's taking.
...a long walk.
I don't get.
what you're so
freaked out about.
No one knows
where he is.
And he has my gun.
How on God's earth
did he get a gun?
Hold on!
Hold on. You know what?
You're the reason
that we screwed.
in the first place.
I mean, we booked you,
$200 an hour. You...
You had an obligation.
What did you get
your degree in?
Farming?
Don't you talk to me like that.
My patient's on life support.
I'm not myself.
He's not himself.
Ah, terrific.
Now then, if I were you...
I'd do my best to find him
as soon as possible.
I don't know why, but suicide
seems to be in the air tonight.
What did he say?
Forgive me.
Bad word. Bad choice of words.
Please disregard it.
Can you do that?
I've got a technique
I can take you through.
Oh, my-my God.
What did he say?
What'd he say?
Excuse me, the guy brought
it up, the guy you hired!
He's gonna take me
through a technique.
It is not my fault.
...that he stole my gun.
This all-consuming need
to screw his wife.
That had nothing to do with
my professional assessment.
Oh, eat me.
That's how you came up.
with the whole idea
in the first place.
He was so on to you.
What are you
talking about?
You know what.
Playing God.
Setting us up
as his judge.
Who the hell
are we to judge?
- Even if you did it subliminally...
- Look...
we're gonna find him, we're
gonna go street by street.
Stuart, you just
went around in a circle.
- Stop the c...
- Pull over and let me.
...drive the car.
Some enchanted evening.
- He's right there.
- Where?
There!
You may see a stranger...
Getting to know you.
Getting to know
all about you.
Getting to like you.
Getting to hope you like me?
You ever seen
him like this?
He's just loaded.
That's all.
Hey, Mikey.
- Hey, pal.
- Oh. Yeah.
Yeah. Whoo!
It's the team!
Where you all been?
You wanna warm up?
Not right now, buddy.
We're a little worried.
Stuart's lost his gun.
- See, we were wondering...
- Yeah.
...if maybe you had it.
Yeah.
This, you mean?
That would be it.
- Don't wave the gun around, pal.
- Michael...
Yeah, give it to us, Mikey.
I want you to forgive me
for whatever pain.
I may have caused.
I was outta line...
...and for that I'm
extremely sorry.
Please, give me the gun.
I get it.
You think I'm gonna
blow my brains out.
That's what you think.
I get it.
Count 'em. All six.
Right here.
You really think I'd walk around.
with a loaded pistol
in my pocket?
What are you, nuts?
What are you,
whacko or something?
Yeah. I guess so.
Guess we were.
Aw, forget it.
Oh, come on, let's do
the big cheer-o-la, huh?
What do you say?
All right.
Let's go.
Let's huddle.
Why don't we take
you home, Michael?
You're tired.
What, are you kidding me?
I'm wide awake.
Come on.
Let's-Let's huddle.
Here we go.
Why do we run?
Why do we run?
For the team, buddy.
You betcha.
How do we win?
Together.
How far can we go?
Come on, say it.
How far can we go?
Forever.
Damn straight.
For-f***ing-ever.
Yeah!
Okay.
How about we
take you home, huh?
What do you say?
Come on.
That's not very exciting.
- Home.
- Come on.
Car's right over there.
All right.
You can walk
on your own.
He can walk on his own.
Let's go.
Now this...
...is exciting.
We got five little sluggerinos
going bye-bye.
We got one in here.
Hell...
Who wants to go home?
What are you doing, pal?
It's early.
I don't want to go home.
Hey, you guys
want to race?
Got the old.
...starting gun.
Uh-oh. Can't start yet.
Well...
I'm gonna warm up.
Michael!
Michael...
Stop. You're
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