Lymelife Page #3
What does this feel...
this feels like
just a perpetual acid trip
is what this feels like.
What are you laughing at?
I'm kidding.
You don't know
what an acid trip is.
Hey, do you know
what an acid trip is?
No, I have no f***ing idea.
Good.
Good.
No, it changes.
I mean, sometimes,
it feels like, um,
the flu,
and other times, it's worse,
like, um, you know,
my head's on fire kind of.
Yeah.
Hey, uh,
you probably don't want to tell
your mom about the tick.
Right? No tick?
- Right, no tick.
- No tick?
No... no tick.
Brenda.
Hi.
- Oh, Melissa, hi.
- Hi.
How are you?
How's your new house?
Oh... oh, it's...
it's coming quickly.
Yeah, I'm very happy
with it.
So I'm seeing you today,
right?
Oh, why would you be?
Well, Mickey said
that the boys
were coming out to the site.
I just... well, I figured you
Right.
Yeah, um,
god, well, it's thanksgiving,
though.
Aren't... are you working today?
Indians, you know.
They have different holidays
than us.
Hey, how's Scott doing?
I'm sorry. I was...
I was gonna call you.
I'm sorry.
What do you mean?
He didn't tell you
about the tick?
Stop picking.
Mom, this is ridiculous.
Do you have any idea
how sick you could have gotten?
Do you?
I just look like
a total dingus.
Did he call?
Did who call?
Dad.
No.
Are you mad?
Just don't start lying
to me Scott, okay?
No, I didn't lie.
You didn't ask me anything.
You should have told me,
Scotty.
Just tell me next time, okay?
That's it.
Maybe you should have
had a girl.
They tell their mothers
everything.
asked god
for a mother who doesn't care
about her children.
Look, just don't argue
with me right now, okay?
I'm sorry.
I'm very tired.
Hello.
Yeah, they're both here.
Jimmy's asleep.
Look, was there any reason
I wasn't informed
Yeah, um, you know what?
I don't want to hear it,
uh, and I don't have time
anyway.
Dinner's at 4:
00 sharp.Go wake your brother.
The idea is to presell off
the model, as many as I can,
then borrow from the bank
to build.
This is, uh, Scott street,
and this is James.
Nobody calls me James
anymore.
Had I known, Jim,
you know, boardwalk, park place,
Lexington, Madison.
Why don't we just move here?
Well, this
is affordable housing
for people making
$20,000, $30,000 a year.
That's not us anymore.
Well, how much
do you make?
That's a bad habit, Scott,
asking people how much money
they make.
Your dad, it's okay.
But by this time next year,
we will officially
be millionaires.
And you can quit
that army sh*t,
make some real dough, right?
da da-da da-da da-da
da-da da-da da-da da-dah
da da-da da-da da-da
da-da da-da da-da da-dah
what problems
do they have?
I'll tell you
when you're of age, all right?
Trust me.
Oh, sh*t.
Oh, this is embarrassing.
Hi, guys.
Man.
Oh, jeez.
Oh.
Oh, my god.
Oh.
Ah.
Gosh.
Oh.
I'm sorry. I must have
fallen asleep up there.
How is it?
Is it...
uh, sad to say,
this bird has seen better days.
Ow.
Oh, I...
where's your father?
Oh, god, what a waste.
Ah, well, at least
we have each other, right?
Yeah?
Oh, I'm sorry.
Dad's site is awesome.
How nice.
Yeah, it's... it's huge,
like, the size of six
football fields tied together.
Wow.
Yeah, it's supposed to be
like a modern-day Levittown.
You should go out there.
Really, it's amazing.
Dad said by this time next year,
we'll be millionaires.
More money, more problems.
Jimmy, do you remember
how we used to lay out
on our roof in queens,
remember?
Oh, yeah, yeah,
and what's-his-name,
the old nut next door...
what's his name?
Oh, gee, um, veltry.
Veltry, right.
Oh, yeah, he'd just sit
in his window for hours,
lurking like...
yeah, exactly, like that,
with that face.
Did you burn any turkeys
back then, Dorothy?
Dorothy?
You... you said Dorothy, right?
What did you mean by that?
Because all you have to do
and you're back in queens.
Ah.
On that note.
Anybody up
for a hot game of monopoly?
yeah.
Good, 'cause I am.
Sh*t. Sh*t.
I'm... god damn it, I'm...
All right.
Wow.
Sometimes I just feel
so stupid, you know?
It's okay, mom.
- hi, dad.
- Hey.
What do you think?
Um...
nice shoes.
Could you...
could you zip this up for me?
Uh, sure.
Sweetie, don't you think
you're gonna be kind of cold
with... with all
the back exposed like that?
Dad, dad, come on.
It's fine.
I have a jacket.
And it's a church party.
The... the strap thing,
the pink...
- yes.
- You can see it.
Dad, since when did you
become such a square?
But do you know
that you can see it?
Yeah, yeah, it's...
it's part of the dress.
That's what they're...
that's the look?
That's what the girls
- Okay.
- All right.
Are you sure you're not
gonna come to the church party?
No, I have a lot of, uh,
irons in the fire.
- Are you sure?
- Yeah, I'm sure.
Um, have a great time, okay?
- I will. Love you. Bye.
- All right, sweetie.
I love you.
Lights look great.
Yeah, they're gonna be beautiful
all over the house.
Our father,
who art in heaven,
hallowed be thy name.
Thy kingdom come,
thy will be done
on earth
as it is done in heaven.
And lead us not
into temptation,
but deliver us from evil,
and deliver us, lord,
from all evil,
Peace be with you.
All:
And also with you.And now let's offer
one another
Peace be with you.
And also with you.
Peace be with you, honey.
another
another.
and stand by me
all the while
and stand by me
all the while.
take happiness
with the heartaches
take happiness
with the heartaches.
What's up,
Merry Christmas.
Do you like?
Not bad.
Not bad?
Come on.
Better than not bad.
Yeah, I guess.
Turn around.
Let me see.
This is kind of beat, huh?
It's a church.
Sneak a bottle of red and
meet me in the confessionals.
Thou should always
have faith in me.
in everything I say
and do
in everything I say
and do.
Bless me, father,
for I have blah, blah, blah.
Did you bring the wine?
I said red, not white.
Well, couldn't exactly
be choosy.
You never drank, have you?
Oh, well, yeah.
We're in a confessional,
Scott.
You can't just blatantly lie.
You have to tell me the truth,
no matter what I ask you.
Ask me something.
Um, have you ever
thought of me
as more than just, like,
a brother?
Okay, enough truth.
Let's play dare.
It'll be more fun.
Dare isn't part
of a confession.
Well, neither is drinking.
Fine, I'll dare you
something first.
I dare you...
I dare you to close your eyes.
Okay, open.
What do you think?
Nice.
I said "look," perv.
I hate to ask, Mickey,
and you know how Charlie is
about favors,
but I just can't live
with it.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
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