Life of the Party Page #7

gonna hurt yourself.

Dr. Doom.

Doom and gloom,

gloom and doom...

Come on, buddy!

We're really sorry

about the whole deal.

It was a really bad deal.

We're really, really sorry.

Really, really,

sorry, sorry.

What a dummy.

What a waste.

Aw, you're

getting cut, dude.

No loser dummies on my team.

You on my team?

I may as well shoot

myself in the foot.

- Michael, no!

- No!

No!

- Phew!

- Jesus Christ, Mike.

Michael.

Let me help you. Let me take you.

...somewhere where

you can get help.

Oh, screw you!

You kissed my girl

behind my back.

For that I'd say you

deserve to lose your balls.

Or your life.

Which'll it be, huh?

Whoa, whoa.

Wait!

Michael!

Stop it!

All right, that's it.

- That's it.

- Oh, God...

I'm not dealing.

with a raving lunatic!

- Oh, f*** you!

- We should get.

- Out of here.

- We're not leaving him here.

- Why not?

- Whoo!

Team's running... Running

in the wrong direction.

We ain't gonna win like that.

- No, Mike.

- Team running the wrong way.

Mike!

Hey!

Jesus, come on, Mike!

What's happening?

What is wrong with you?

Don't try anymore.

We gotta get out of here.

Mike? Buddy?

I'm begging you now.

Okay.

I'll run with you.

Okay? The

right direction.

Just give me the gun.

What are you crying about?

We love you. We don't want

anything to happen.

Oh, you never want

anything to happen!

God!

You know what that makes me

feel like doing?

Mike. Whoa.

Come on.

What are you?

Michael!

Shooting my heart out.

Don't! Michael!

Back off!

Mikey, no! No!

No!

Oh, God.

Whoo!

Damn you!

That's five.

- Whoo!

- Michael, listen to me.

Okay? You've got to stop.

- He's too far gone.

- Oh, f*** you!

Look, he's a fool...

He's a damn useless idiot!

Ah! I got talent!

I got a talent for life!

You lost it.

All of you!

Aw, sh*t!

You never had it.

You couldn't keep up with me.

Always something

holding you back.

Well, look at you now.

Take out the trash,

say your prayers...

...land of the f***ing faded!

I drink too much?

F*** you!

I'd rather have

my life any day.

Sh*t!

If I had to be like you,

you know what I'd do?

Oh!

No!

Michael!

No!

Mike! Come on, please!

No!

No!

Oh, man...

I got to show you something.

Suckers!

Bunch of dead ends!

Dead! Dead

before your time!

Oh, please, God...

...save me from the dead ends!

Show me the lights!

Hey, hold up!

Hey, I'm gonna give you

one more chance.

You want to be on the team?

I'll show you how.

I'll show you the lights.

Hey, come back here!

Hey, I'm talking to you!

Hey, f***ers,

I'm talking to you!

Where are you going?

Come on!

Aw, come back here!

Dr. Trent?

Yes.

Life-support failed

about 20 minutes ago.

I'm very sorry.

Me, too.

Are you...

...a relative?

I'm the guy they had the intervention

for you never made it to.

Forgive me.

Can I help you in any way?

Actually, I wish

I could've talked to him.

I beg your pardon?

Maybe he could've filled me

in on a few things.

Tell me why someone

would go to such lengths.

And if you come back from there...

...how do you find

another way to...

...look at things?

Ah.

You know...

...it's never just about

the drinking.

That's what I've been trying to

tell them all, for God's sake.

It's about something

to look forward to, right?

I used to have things:

The next race, the next girl,

the next drive...

...someplace I'd never been.

I couldn't wait

to get up in the morning.

The future looked good.

The past creeps up

on you, though.

The future gets smaller.

Things get...

...gray.

I like the colors, see?

You have a few drinks,

no gray anymore.

You're up.

I mean, people like me up.

They used to, anyway.

Life as it is...

...plain old life...

I don't know.

Little things.

I know you're supposed

to like the little things.

Little things are...

God, they're little for me.

I guess I've been this way

so long.

...that if I stopped, I'd...

I'd...

I'd be, uh...

I don't know.

Hi.

Hi.

I wrote down where I'll be.

That guy Trent's

checking me in.

Sixth floor, no view,

no cocktails.

Very unpopular vacation spot.

They don't allow visit

ors the first two weeks.

But after that, if you're

in the neighborhood...

I'll be there.

If it's easy.

You are a very

beautiful woman.

And I guess if the child's

anything like you...

...it's gonna be okay.

I guess that's all

we can hope for.

For now.

The 8:
05 to

Manhattan-Penn Station.

...is now arriving.

Come on, move it!

All aboard!

We thought we'd lost him.

Wrong shoes, wrong age.

Still, in his way...

...the one to beat.

Why do we run?

Why do we run?

For the team, buddy.

How do we win?

Together.

How far can we go?

Come on, say it.

How far can we go?

Forever.

Damn straight.

Forever!

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