Lymelife Page #7

you look like an angel.

There you go.

Hey, listen to me, Scott.

Scott.

I know you're mad,

and that's fine.

But, uh...

I have my flaws too.

Okay, baby?

Oh, Mickey, the tie.

Come on over here

for a minute.

- I wanted to talk to you...

- Oh, sure.

Have a seat.

I need to see this.

You know what I think

is funny?

How they say that today

is the actual day

you become a man.

I mean, how do they know that,

right?

It's just a ceremony.

It doesn't really mean

anything literally.

Well, don't rush it, okay?

It's not all it's cracked up

to be.

All right.

All right, we got to cut

this goddamn hair of yours,

for crying out loud.

Okay.

Let's not keep god waiting.

It's muggy tonight, huh?

I take it you're not coming.

Always the party pooper.

It's all right.

I'll bring you home

some leftovers, huh?

wow.

You know, I had, uh,

Donahue on the TV set

the other day.

And they were saying how people

who get separated...

uh, and they didn't say

what number,

but a percentage of them,

a good percentage of them

end up getting back together.

Huh.

Could be bullshit.

I don't know.

You, um...

you want to, uh,

help me make a few of these guys

in this room jealous?

Hi.

Nice party.

Yeah, you know my dad.

Everything's got to be big.

Come talk to me.

I got to tell you,

it's getting awfully lonely

over there.

You know, I thought

maybe tonight,

because it's a special occasion,

I could, you know...

Mickey...

look, you'll always be

the father of my children.

And I respect that.

But if you want

to spend the night,

it's gonna be on the couch.

You got that?

I'll take it.

I thought you weren't

talking to me.

I'm on the fence.

Well, if it means anything,

technically,

I'm a man as of today, so...

Please, a man?

I heard you're still

a bald eagle.

You know, no pubes.

Who said that?

Me.

I just made it up

and told anybody who'd listen.

I'm just kidding, jerk.

Silk?

Uh, I don't know.

It's nice.

Can I try it?

Sure.

Seems like forever ago

since I had mine.

So much has changed.

It was only last year.

It's different for girls.

A lot changes in a year.

Well, you know,

a lot changed for me too.

You know how I always said

I date older guys?

Well, it's not true.

I mean, it's true, but...

I never let them,

you know...

I'm still a virgin.

Well, what do you have

to say about that?

Well, so am I.

Duh.

Let's go inside.

f***.

All right,

first things first.

You never apologized for telling

your dill weed friends

that you fingered me, you know?

I'm sorry.

And, um,

you're not gonna, like,

use me or whatever, right?

N-no.

Are we gonna,

like, do it?

Do you really think

we should talk about it?

Sorry.

What's wrong?

No, that... that was a good thing.

Um, could...

could you help me?

Hey, hey.

So...

how do you feel?

I, uh...

um...

After last night.

You can tell me.

I mean, you know,

do you feel

a little differently, uh...

'cause I know you just...

you're a different person.

Scotty.

You're officially a man

in the eyes of the lord.

I can't take this anymore.

This isn't a marriage.

Every day,

you looked at me in the eye,

and you told me that you

were going out to find a job.

What did you do,

play hide-and-seek

down in the basement?

So you're a 150-pound baby

I'm carrying on my back?

I never knew

I could hate anybody

as much as I hate you, Charlie.

Don't ignore me.

I mean, I don't mind working.

But if I wanted to be

the... the... the breadwinner,

the goddamn man of the house,

believe me, I wouldn't have

picked you to be married to.

don't f***ing

ignore me, Charlie!

What?

Nothing.

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