Little Boxes Page #4

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a plate for your mama.

Clark:
Yeah.

So, what goes on at Julie's?

- Nothing.

- Come on, Clark!

You can tell me.

Well, we watch stuff, grab ass.

Grab ass?

Did you just say, "grab ass"?

My bad.

"My bad"?

It's sort of over as a phrase,

you know, right?

- I mean, I'm just saying.

- I don't think it's over.

It's over, Clark.

I mean, it may not be

in these parts, but...

May I be excused?

Yes.

Oh, god. What time is it?

Hello?

Truck driver:
Mack burns?

It's coast to coast movers.

Oh, hey.

It's the truck.

They called before.

Why didn't you tell me?

Hello?

Truck driver:
There is no need

to keep calling.

We are back on the road now.

Oh, but, it never tells me

where you are, man.

Not my problem, man.

I'm sorry, what?

Complaining to my supervisor

does not speed things up.

And it's also not polite.

Listen, bubba, this is

no longer about politeness.

You have everything we own

right now.

We just want to get

our sh*t back.

Is that too much to ask?

And now you curse.

I don't have to take this.

Well, I'm gonna curse again,

a**hole.

Do you want your stuff...

You want your jazz collection,

$800 Espresso machine?

Sh*t.

Now I'm not going to be

able to go back to sleep.

And I have a huge work day

tomorrow.

All you have to do is show up.

Oh, great.

While I'm writing crap

that you don't even care about

in a moldy,

moldy-ass house.

Okay, let's just try to sleep,

okay?

Yeah. My bad.

Hi!

You scared the sh*t out of me.

I brought you a welcome present.

Oh, wow.

That's nice of you.

It's actually my favorite

Tequila.

I've got Stilton and crackers.

That sound good?

Sounds great! Thanks!

You want to crack that open?

Yeah.

It's actually nice to hang out with

somebody other than my family.

You're telling me.

Hey, um...

I was wondering if maybe

you wanted to hang out

with, uh, these too?

What's that?

Around here,

we call them pharmies.

- They're not like methy or oxy...

- No, no.

- But just stuff you get from a doctor.

- No, no, no.

I'm too... I'm too old

to be doing all that.

Well, okay, yeah,

I hear ya, man.

But you know, small town living

sometimes it could use

a little boost.

Cheers!

Helena:
Oh, yeah.

Gina:
What's... okay.

Maya:
Yes, you, you, you, you.

- Helena:
Thank you.

- Do you guys always, uh,

- work this way?

- It breaks up the monotony.

Yeah. Here's to you.

Ah. Yes!

Sarita:
Yeah, these short-term

committees are the worst!

Oh, and now she is torturing us

with three consecutive days

of crap,

like right before

the students arrive

I hope your family's okay

with all this.

Yeah, they're... They're great!

They're fine! Yeah.

If I had a dime for every tenure

turned divorce in this town.

Sarita:
Ah,

you'd still be poor.

Yes, but I'd have some dimes.

I'd have some dimes in case

pay phones make a comeback.

Oh, man, I'm so glad I met you!

A fellow scribe?

Hey! To scribes!

If I don't get book number two

out soon,

I don't know but I'm gonna be

just a man with an agent.

- You have an agent?

- Mmm-hmm.

I thought I'd made it.

Until I found out I didn't.

But hey, thank god for advances.

Yeah.

What do you do?

Oh, um...

Erotic thrillers.

I e-publish.

They're very sexy.

But very high-class.

Erotic um...

I'm writing an ass chapter

right now, all about asses.

You're into it.

Hey, everybody!

This is my new buddy.

His name is mack.

He's from New York!

His wife is a professor!

He is a writer!

And he's going to write his

new book right here in Rome!

To Mike!

I'm humbled. Thank you.

And the thing about this guy is,

if you close your eyes, you can't

even tell he's black, you know?

I mean, in a good way.

He's just very impressive.

Come on.

- Clark:
Dad! I'm home!

- Yeah, Clarky.

I'm cooking.

Mom's not home, right?

Mack:
No.

Can I do a few games

on your phone?

Mack:
Yes, that's fine.

Sorry, that's not the bit

where you do that.

Ooooh.

Hi!

Hi. This is like...

You okay?

Oh, yes.

You just gotta learn to

pace yourself a little better.

I think I just didn't

really realize

that this job was like

a license to imbibe.

Oh, yeah.

You know, you have

a really good singing voice.

No, no!

- Yeah, yeah.

- No, I don't.

It's li...

I have a friend in New York

who's like an actual

Broadway singer,

like professional,

and she is amazing!

She's like...

Mmm-hmm.

Agh! My New York friends

are so talented.

Well, hooray for them!

All right, heavy door.

- I'm...

- Heavy door.

I'm very sorry.

She got it.

She just grabbed it.

Watch your step.

I'll watch.

- You guys, good?

- We'll be right behind you.

Thank you. I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

- I've been there. No worries.

- It's okay!

I'm sorry,

you have to drive my car.

There's stuff in

the passenger seat.

I know. Just uh...

Just move it.

Oh, god, I have not

been like this for years!

You know what? It's fine.

But I have to tell you, getting

sloppy is embarrassing.

This is a very small town.

Okay, it's fine, it's fine.

- I'm sorry.

- Put your seatbelt on, please.

- I'm really sorry about that.

- Yes.

Mack!

Stop! What?

What is wrong with you?

Look what you did! Look!

Oh, god, what is that?

I told you.

It's mold!

But you forgot, because

you haven't been here.

I have been working! Okay.

You're drunk!

So are you!

Oh, god, oh, god.

It's just mold, Clarky.

- Everything's all right.

- Everything's not all right!

Go to your room, Clark.

Daddy just got angry.

He-he's all right.

Go to your room, Clark!

What did he do?

- Hi.

- What the hell happened?

It's over now.

Your dad got upset

because there was mold,

and we just had

a little fight about it.

But...

What is that?

Agh!

Wait, don't!

This is not how I want you

to understand women.

- Mom, give it back!

- No, I won't give it back.

- Yes!

- No!

Sh*t! You ruin everything.

Don't swear!

F***!

Are we going to say anything

to each other today?

I'm waiting for the mold guy.

What's happening

for your birthday tonight?

Nothing.

Did you call Vizey,

about William coming?

No.

Well, that's sad.

Well, I don't have a kitchen.

I'm going to Julie's.

Man:
Signed editions, 'cause

I want to put those out.

Okay, I have to go,

bye. Hello!

Uh, yeah, hi. Um...

Do you have

any more of the, the Nigel?

Oh, no.

We're completely sold out.

So is big mart.

They went so fast!

Everything just...

My son is having a...

Really hard time.

And I would really love it,

it would be great

if I could get him uh...

- One of the Nigel's.

- The Nigel's.

No, I completely get it.

But we...

- We just don't have any.

- Can you look in the back?

I did a full inventory

right before I had my coffee.

I don't care

if you had your coffee,

okay? That's irrelevant.

Okay. I understand.

I'm sorry.

It's okay, it's okay. Um...

Look,

I heard that they have books

in Wenatchee,

so you might want to try there.

- Thank you. Okay.

- Good luck.

Call Vizey burns Steiner,

mobile.

Ohhh! So chilly.

Is this okay with Julie?

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