Management Page #3
Unless you find a way out.
Of what?
- Of whatever it is you're stuck in.
You get it from your father.
He came back from the war stuck.
Been talking about joining the gym ever since.
Never has.
But that doesn't have to be you.
Are you okay?
- Yeah, are you?
Yeah.
She liked you.
- No she doesn't.
Yeah, she did, she told me.
What took you so long?
Dad, you remember Sue?
There's a toilet overflow in 110.
Okay.
Gotta get home to your mom.
Are you really leaving?
- I have to.
You can't stay one more night?
- I have meetings this afternoon in Seattle.
Call them off and just stay for a while.
It's my job.
- I know.
But you know, you could get a job around here.
- Where, Sechuan house?
No.
I'm just saying that...
- Mike, don't know how to say this...
This isn't gonna work.
I mean I'll stop by when I pass through.
Come on, what do you mean?
I can't move from Baltimore to live in a
corner double room of your parents motel.
I mean...
Be serious.
I'm sorry.
I'll stay in better touch this time.
Yeah, whatever you say.
So this is where she wanted?
- This used to be all scrub.
She'd be cringing right now if she
knew they'd be building here.
But. I promised her I'd do it.
Yeah, it's still nice.
I meant to give this to you earlier.
It's your mom's favorite piece of jewelry.
As you know she was a necklace woman.
She thought you should have it.
Dunno why since you won't be wearing it,
maybe you'll find some use for it. Someday.
Thanks, dad. - Also I had some guy call me.
Wanted to buy the motel.
You're gonna do it?
- I doubt it, think we'll just keep running it.
But you can do what you like Mike.
You know, if you wanna leave...
This ain't half bad hunky-dory.
- Yeah, it was my mother's.
Oh god, it's not going down the
sentimental road. - Oh, no I'm just saying...
Yeah, I know what you're saying and
I know you're gonna start crying.
What? I'm not.
- How long you've been in the porn business?
The porn business? - No, pawn business.
How long you've been in the pawn business?
Oh... no, I'm uh... never... I'm...
- Exactly.
So when someone says he ain't gonna start
crying that's sure as sh*t sign that they are
just about to start blubbering like a calf.
See what I mean?
- Just, how much, for the necklace?
I'll give you 300.
- Phh, okay.
Oh...
- Hi. - Hi.
I'm here to see Sue, please.
I'm sorry?
- She moved to Washington.
D.C.?
- State.
Her old boyfriend came to
convince her to move to Aberdeen.
Showed up with flowers, first class plane
tickets, it was very 'officer and gentleman'.
Uh, number eight.
Eight?
Dude, I'm just messing with you.
You're new in town right?
- Oh. Yeah.
You looking for a job?
- Yeah.
You wanna work here?
- Seriously?
Why the f*** wouldn't I be serious?
Al.
- Mike.
Mike, it is nice to meet you man.
- Yeah, you too.
Dude, you stink.
- I do?
Big time.
You can't work here if you stink.
It's my parents place, they're old school
and they really hate stinky people.
So okay, go home, take a shower, please,
come back and I will get you the job.
I don't really have a home.
- Really?
All right, he also needs a place to live
so I was thinking that maybe we could
you know let him stay in the basement
and deduct some rent from his pay?
Great.
Hey thanks for helping me out,
Dude, no problem, man.
You know I've been trying to get my
folks sign someone American anyway
cause we can't less bigger bullshit that way.
Plus I freaking hate working the mornings.
- Why?
Because I like smoking pot and sleeping in.
Oh that's cool.
- So why did you come to Aberdeen, Mike?
Uh, this girl that I'm in love with,
she moved here to be with her ex boyfriend.
Oh, that sucks, man.
- Yeah.
Yeah, especially considering the guy is a punk.
Like a punk punk?
- Ex-punk, think he's older now.
Does he train dogs?
- I dunno.
Is his name like Jango?
- Yeah, I think it is!
I have totally heard of this dude, Mike.
Is he a punk?
- No, he's an ex-punk!
So the thing with this guy right,
he's also a yoghurt magnate.
Ok, totally huge in a yoghurt business,
this guy is like a yoghurt f***ing mogul.
You see those kennels over there?
That's where he keeps the dogs.
Damn it!
- What?
This guy, this guy is like a total stud.
- What do you mean?
I'm not a sexual superman. This guy...
I mean...
No dude, you're probably fine.
- You're just saying that.
Yeah, that's true but what do you want
me to say, that you're right? - No, but...
Ok, look. Now, chicks these days, they
don't want sexual supermen, ok they want
hard workers. You know, guys who hustle.
I mean you're a f***ing hustler Mike.
I mean you came all the way out
to Aberdeen dude, that's gotta
count for something right? Yeah.
This guy's got shrubbery shaped like pitbulls.
Dude I think I got an idea for how
you're gonna get your girl back.
Really?
- See that dude sitting over there?
He runs a flight school over in Olympia.
You should talk to him Mike.
Ok Mike, what I need now is for you to
free your mind! So let us have a spiritually
fulfilling religious f***ing moment!
I'm pretty sure I can do it Stan!
That's the Michael I've come to
know in the past eight hours!
That's the Mike!
Come on now!
Three, two, one...
- Wait! Wait, Stan!
Okay now Mike, you're on your ooooooown!
Jesus! God! Jangoooo!
Oh my god! Who is, who is that?
It's me, Mike.
Mike?
What are you doing?
Mike, come here.
Jango, cut up with shooting!
What the f*** is going on!
Jango, stop shooting people! Stop it!
Come here, follow my hand.
Stop it!
Here, I got you.
Oh god, are you okay?
Stay away. Sue.
Jango, give me the gun, give me the damn gun.
- I'm gonna die.
It's just a bb gun.
- No, I really think I'm dying.
Oh my god!
- Get back, Sue. Come here.
Jango, what are you doing?
- CPR!
Oh my god I'm calling an ambulance.
Well that just looks like
you're kissing him, Jango.
Where am I?
- The Aberdeen medical center.
Did uh, did...
- Yeah, Jango shot you.
Which caused you to go into shock.
Mike, why?
Why did you come out here?
Because I love you.
That... Do I have bb hose in my neck?
- Yeah.
That hurt.
- Well I can imagine.
I thought it was over with that guy?
It's good for me, Mike.
He put me in charge of his company's
non-profit yoghurt fund which allows me to
do a lot of good things for a lot of people.
He also feels horrible for shooting you and
he would like to have you over for dinner.
Oooh, that's nice.
Hey, so who's this guy?
That is me and Joe Strummer in the
summer of '79 at the 100 Club in London.
Who is Joe Strummer?
Joe Strummer most likely made love to
your mother Al and wrote a song about it.
Here's the two of us
throwing over at the CBGB's.
Hey, who is that?
Ah, that's me and Ed McMahon.
Ed Mc-Wild-Mahon.
Now he's a true punker.
Basically for me, dog work is a thrill, adrenaline
rush if you will, that's otherwise hard for
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