Manglehorn Page #2

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Anyway, Jasmine, this dude is a hero.

He was my little league baseball coach.

Probably the greatest genius

of little league of all time.

And he had his little kid, Jacob Manglehorn

his son, was almost retarded.

The dude had like a hunchback, crow's feet,

always sweating twitchin' out, nervous.

He used to walk like a monkey.

We always thought he was

a queer bait but in truth,

he was just a little guy kinda confused,

and I feel bad about it

kinda like a little

Michael J. Fox bowl cut.

What am I gonna do...

Anyway, coach, I heard he's doin' good,

your son. I heard he's rich. Is that true?

Yeah, he's a real stud.

A real son of a prick.

That's how it goes, my man!

All those nerds in high school.

They read all those books,

page 1, chapter 6. I have no idea

what the hell you're talking about.

Gary. Gary. You wanna shut up, Gary?

- Okay? Just tone it down a little.

- Nothin'. Nothin' resonates.

Anyway, coach...

sorry about rambling, man.

You know, it's okay, Gary.

Listen, do me a favor.

I like... I enjoy seein' you,

just leave me alone now.

- Alright, man.

- Yeah.

No problem. Sorry to impede on your...

good fortune, but it's good to see you too.

I would be honored, if maybe tonight...

you wanted to kick it with me

and some of the homies.

I got this mulatto friend who'd just won

a half a million dollars in the Lotto.

- Not tonight, Gary.

- Alright... anyway.

Come have a drink, my man.

I appreciate it.

I take it as a compliment.

Dear, Clara...

I've made so many mistakes and now

I look around and everything's gone.

Why didn't I stay with you?

I'm a fool.

The only thing I wanna do

anymore is love you.

I love you, coach.

Even thinkin' those words

makes my heart pound.

Maybe tomorrow, I'll drive

my beat-up old van home

and there you'll be

waitin' for me with a smile

and a wink and I'll be okay.

Maybe you're looking for me too.

I'm a silly man with stupid dreams?

You gave me my chance,

and I put it out with the wash.

My coach, my old coach.

Coach Manglehorn, a living legend!

Let's turn it up. Coach.

Loosen up.

Coach, how could you not love this?

You were a star, coach. You were beautiful.

What happened to you?

All slumped over. Where's the life?

You were a genius.

We all wanted to be like you, coach.

We wanted to walk like you.

You were the greatest ever!

- Gary, you look good. You look good.

- Coach, you can hear me.

Don't pretend to be deaf,

you're not that old.

Everyone loved you. The way you moved,

the way you walked, the way you talked.

You were smooth.

Live in the moment!

Yeah, live in the moment!

Oh, Fannie, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to scare you last night.

Well, what am I gonna do?

Sometimes I just get crazy.

I broke the toaster, too.

Come on, baby, eat your food.

Nice and tasty.

That's what I'm talking about.

I'm looking at it now.

It's beautiful, yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah, look, it's not an offer that's gonna

stay on the table longer than 24 hours.

I understand. Yes, I understand.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. He's in for 3 mill.

I... yes, that's not the way this goes.

The way this goes down,

you count yourself lucky

for finding me at this time in your life

because you have a chance right now,

right this second

to be so rich, it's sick.

It's sick.

Stan, I don't convince...

That's not what I do.

You should convince me

why I should invest for you.

You understand?

Does that make sense to you?

Look, I'm gonna count to 10. I don't

have time for this. I gotta go lunch.

I come back on the phone, I want a yes.

If I don't hear a yes, the offer's gone.

You don't call me back in 5 minutes you don't

call me back in 3 minutes. You got it?

Start the countdown. 10.

What is it?

Bingo. Great. I'm proud of you, Stan.

We'll go from there. Great work.

Okay.

Sorry about that, Dad.

Just... real idiot.

But he went for it, you know, so...

He's a good guy, He's a... he'll learn.

How you doin'? How you been?

Great.

- Good. Yeah.

- Good?

Yeah. Great.

What the hell's that?

My friend, the elephant.

He's lookin' at you.

That's some elephant.

It doesn't... I don't know,

look like an elephant, Dad.

Well, it depends, you know.

From where I'm sitting here now,

looking down?

- Yeah.

- He does look a little like a baby elephant.

But, you know, that's...

neither here nor there?

You like it?

So you workin'?

Yeah, I'm working. Sure. Of course.

Work is good?

Work is alright.

You know, it's what I do.

- Workin'.

- Yeah.

That's what we do, right?

Why'd you come see me?

Do you need some money?

No.

- I'll give you a loan if you need one...

- No, I don't need your money. Come on.

I just came to see my son, you know.

I mean, you're never ringin' my doorbell

so every once in a while

I come around, ring yours.

- That's all.

- Yeah.

You do what you wanna do

with your money.

You take care of yourself

and you take care of my granddaughter

with your money.

Because that's what your money's for.

- What does Kylie have to do with anything?

- It's got everything to do with her.

You don't want her slippin'

through the cracks now, do you?

You gotta give her

all the love she needs.

- Yeah.

- Even if you have to pay for it.

That's what it is.

- That's great advice.

- Well...

You know who I saw?

- Who's that?

- I ran into Gary.

- Gary who?

- He asked for you.

Gary, you know, old Gary...

Baseball Gary. Remember?

What's his last name?

- Hodges?

- Yeah.

- Gary Hodges.

- Yeah, there it is.

You keep in contact

with Gary Hodges. Why?

I don't keep contact with him, I just...

now and then I run into them.

He's got this successful salon

he's put together.

See. There it is. He's a good kid.

You gotta be kidding me.

Well, he's doing nice.

- Tan-Man? Nice?

- His own business.

Okay, this guy was a drug addict.

Do you remember that?

Gary was a drug addict.

Yeah, I do. I remember it.

He's not a drug addict anymore.

He's got a good head on his shoulders.

He's... you know...

We have the same taste in music.

And... also modern art.

- Really?

- Yeah.

- You up on modern art?

- I don't give a sh*t about modern art.

I wonder why.

You know what? Here's the thing.

I'm just gonna be honest with you.

Gary...

he doesn't mean anything to me.

Okay? I beat Gary.

I beat him long ago. While he was

washing cars you know what I was doing?

I was putting myself

through college, Dad, okay?

While he's running a tanning salon,

you know what I'm doing?

I'm trading commodities with giants.

So if you wanna parade Gary in front of me

as one of your accomplishments, Dad,

I'm not... I'm telling you

I'm not impressed.

Are you gonna talk like a jerk now?

Is this what our conversation's

gonna be?

Because if I wanna hang around

with a jerk, I'd just go...

oh, look in the mirror...

talk to myself.

I didn't mean, I'm not trying

to be a jerk, okay?

I just don't know why you always have

to compare me to everybody else.

I'm glad of that. This food stinks.

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