Loves Her Gun Page #4
- Sounds okay.
- Oh, a beer...
Thank you so much.
Okay, so you got Charlotte a
beer. Did you get me a beer?
- Yeah.
- I see how it is.
- I see how it is.
- Then, well... you want to share?
- That's the end of that.
- No thank you.
Come up here, pal.
Come here, pal.
Do we have a thing
to open these,
or are they supposed to just
twis...
And they had a bowl of donuts,
and the idea was that the pig
would stick its head
out of the cage
just far enough to get a donut,
in its head.
And so this happened in my
living room.
really work out that well.
I mean...
I hopefully won't ever have
to use it, but...
it's what I have my gun for.
You have a gun?
Bullshit!
Bullshit?
What's this?
- Yeah.
- You brought a gun to a pool party? What is your problem?
- What are... Put that away! What?
- Excited!
Is it loaded?
- Pearl, stop it!
What are you doing?
Put the gun away!
Put the gun away!
Chill out! God.
- Pearl, put the f***ing gun away.
- What is your problem?
You can't just go around
slinging your gun out of your...
- Okay, okay.
- Pearl! Pearl!
- What are you doing?
- What?
I don't want to get an inch
closer to you,
you crazy hick,
but I am coming closer.
Okay?
I just want to take you in
my arms.
- I just want to take you in my arms...
- No.
...and slap you in the f***ing
FACE. You're gonna kill someone!
- That's not nice.
- It's not nice.
- Stop holding the gun!
- Put the gun away.
- What is wrong with you?
Take it. Jesus Christ.
You guys need to chill out.
Why do you have that?
Why do you even have that?
Why DON'T you have one?
Because, do you know you can
get killed more easily,
if you have a gun?
It's a proven statistic.
Like 80% of the people that
have guns get shot.
That is not a proven statistic!
Like 1% of people
self... people using...
self-defense... I don't know.
You guys...
I am so sorry.
- It's not a party until someone pulls out a gun.
- She's f***ing nuts.
Are you okay?
No, I'm fine. There's no reason
to be sorry.
I know she's crazy but I didn't
think she was gonna do that.
Oh, hi honey.
- Is Clark here?
- No.
- He's not here right now.
- Sorry.
We live next door, and...
We just... we're locked out.
Again.
And what happens is,
because he painted the window
shut, we have to climb...
I'm sorry. I'm Don,
and this is Debbie.
- Hi, I'm Debbie. Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you.
- I love what you've done with the yard.
- Thanks.
So we just have to borrow a
ladder,
over there in the garage.
So that Don can climb up to the
second floor and get in,
because he painted the window
shut and all.
- Are you okay?
- She's fine.
Oh. No, no.
It's an accident.
So...
- I'm sure it's fine.
- I'm sorry to bother you. We're really sorry.
- No, no, no. Don't worry about it.
- Yeah.
We were just on our way to my
little nephew's birthday party.
He's turning four, and you know,
he just has all his trucks...
- She doesn't need to know everything.
- and trains and sh*t.
Well, actually,
window shut
on the ground floor.
One time, we were doing
a little "remodel."
And so, that's why we have to
climb up to the...
That is such a pretty dress.
Oh, thanks.
- Did you get that here?
- No, no, no.
I got it in New York.
- Oh, New York?
- Yeah.
We got to go to New York, Don.
We should.
Yeah.
He just doesn't think about
things before he does them,
- and he just goes off half cocked.
- Yeah.
- Yeah, thanks again.
- I really appreciate it.
Yeah. No problem.
- I'll put it back in the garage.
- Oh, okay.
- Thanks.
- All right.
- Make sure and try that brisket.
- All right. I will.
- Oh.
- Jesus.
Sorry, Clark. Hold on.
Are you there?
Oh. No problem, no problem.
Sorry.
You scared me.
- Sorry. How are you?
- It's okay.
Good. How are you?
Good. Take a nap?
- No.
- Why?
I have to deal with this stupid
craigslist stuff.
Oh.
Yeah.
Aw. It's so sweet.
Thanks, Clark.
Yeah. No problem.
- It's really nice.
- It smells good.
You didn't have to do that.
Why not?
I want you to feel comfortable
with me.
Happy here.
Thanks.
Yeah. No problem.
Actually, there are some friends
that are, um,
some drinks later...
And I was wondering
if you want to be my date.
It's gonna be so much fun.
It's gonna be so great.
- I'm just really tired.
- Yeah?
Yeah.
sleep tonight.
I've been up all night,
you know?
- Yeah. Yeah, no problem.
- I'm sorry.
- Oh, no problem.
- Is that okay?
Yeah, no problem.
Thanks, Clark.
You need to sleep.
Yeah. I do.
We can do it other day,
no problem.
All right.
Thanks for being cool.
Yeah. No problem.
Are your windows painted shut?
What?
Are your windows painted shut?
No.
Why?
No.
Never mind.
Stupid question.
When's your next show, man?
What's up next for you, man?
I don't know, like...
First we have to figure out what's
gonna happen with the band.
- So...
- Yeah.
Dan quit the band.
He was too old for this
bullshit band.
- He's old, man.
- I don't know. - Yeah.
- What's he gonna do?
- I don't know.
He moves to Albuquerque
with his dad.
- Albuquerque?
- Yeah.
- For what?
- What's in Albuquerque?
- To manage a restaurant or something like that, yeah.
- Hot dogs?
- To manage a restaurant?
- Yeah.
- That's...
- I mean...
to manage anything.
He can't even manage his own
ass half the time.
- It does surprise me.
- So...
Zoe tells me that
you met a girl.
Oh.
- Come on! Come on!
- No, no.
No...
I met this girl in Brooklyn,
and...
- Brooklyn.
- What's her name?
- Allie.
- Allie?
She went to the show,
and then...
We're like, talking and she
moves with us...
- On the road trip.
- Oh, nice.
Here she's like staying in my
place right now, and...
Why she didn't come down here
and hang out with us, man?
I don't know.
She's kind of weird.
But I really like her, like...
- What do you mean "weird"?
- Yeah, what's up with that?
- Like a modern weird, or...
- We're all weird.
You know, just kind of...
closed and...
But he... she's in my place
right now.
- He?
- Yeah. Sorry. She.
I missed you guys. Salud.
- Salud, Salud.
- Salud.
Good to have you back.
Sure. I need some tequila, man.
All right, 1-2-3 gang!
Come on...
Hey.
Allie.
Allie.
Hey.
Wake up.
Time for work.
- You're gonna be late.
- Uh uh.
- Huh?
- Uh uh.
Wake up...
Frojita.
Come on.
You're gonna be late.
Hey, Sarah.
Sh*t.
I'm so sorry.
Whatever.
Just put that small brick
on the end.
Look, I...
I just, like...
I couldn't sleep last night.
Like, I'm in Clark's f***in'
house,
- It's fine, it's fine.
- and it's like...
you know,
it's like somebody's gonna
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