Monumental Page #5

don't be walking up on me,

step back, appreciate

it, thank you.

Go ahead, get in the car.

Watch your head.

Scoot back.

Alright.

- Can you tell me why

he's being arrested?

- Yep.

He's got warrants.

- For what?

- Failure to appear for

a suspended license.

- You have to

arrest him for that?

We're on a road trip.

- Yeah f*** you motherf***er!

- Hey, be quiet please.

I don't have a choice.

The problem is it's Friday

night and that means

there's no magistrate which

means he's gonna have to

go in front of a judge

on Monday morning.

Alright, good luck to you.

Thank you, appreciate it.

- Please, I can't.

This is unbelievable.

- Hello?

- Hi babe.

- Hi.

Where you guys at now?

- We're somewhere in

Philly, clayne's in jail.

- What?

Why?

- Amy, please,

please, I don't know,

he had some warrants out

or something and driving

with a suspended license,

who the f*** knows with him?

- I knew, I knew this

trip was a bad idea,

especially with clayne.

- Amy, please don't

lecture me right now.

I am just calling to

say hi, wanted to have

a peaceful conversation,

just keep you updated.

- Well thanks

for the daily update

of how much of a f*** up

your best friend is, Steve.

Real newsflash there!

- Amy, please, alright?

God, I'm tired, can I just have

a little support right now?

Please?

- Yeah, it would be

nice, wouldn't it?

How do you think I feel, Steve?

I loved your mom too.

But you left me dealing

with this all on my own.

Curt's just a child,

Steve, he doesn't even

understand that his

grandmother just passed away.

You need to be home

with your family.

- You're acting like i

abandoned my family, Amy.

I didn't.

Look, I'm honoring my mother

the only way I know how.

You don't get it.

I didn't show her appreciation

at all her whole life.

I can't see her again,

Amy, you understand that?

I can't ever talk to her again.

- I'm so sorry baby.

I just want you

here home with us.

Can you just please skip

the rest of the monuments

and come home?

- I love you and curt so

much, I miss you guys.

I just have to do this,

please understand that.

I can't explain it, it's

just something I have to do.

I'll call you soon, alright?

I love you.

- I love you too.

- Hey yo, what are

you in here for?

Hey dipshit, you deaf?

Said what are you in here for?

- Being an idiot.

- Well,

con-f***ing-gratulations.

Aren't you a peach?

- What did you say?

- What are you a f***ing retard?

You one of these

slow di di dits?

You know, you remind me a

lot of my little boy, man.

He's a little b*tch.

Soft, just like his mama.

See that's the problem

with kids nowadays.

They're soft, they

got no backbones.

You slap them up a little

bit to show them what's what

and what they do?

They run and call

the cops on you.

What?

You think my old man didn't

smack me up from time to time?

Sh*t.

That old bastard used

to have this belt,

he used to wrap it around

his hand real, real tight

and then that motherf***er

used to go to town on me.

Used to wake up the next

morning with welts this big

on my back.

But did I cry?

Did I run to school

and tell my teachers

my daddy hit me, my daddy

hit me, like a little

f***ing b*tch?

F*** no.

You know why?

'Cause that's the sh*t

that makes you a man.

But not my boy, no he

can't comprehend that sh*t.

So f*** it, you know what?

He's got a problem with

me laying my hands on him

and trying to make him man up?

F*** it.

That little bastard

can raise himself,

you know what I'm saying?

- I'm really sorry, man.

But thank you.

Where'd you get the

money to bail me out?

- Don't worry about it.

- Steve, I know you don't

have that kind of money

just laying around.

Did they give you the life

insurance money already?

Dude, just tell me where

you got the money--

- I got it from curt's

savings, alright?

Child had to bail you out.

I can't believe you, man.

Take a f***ing road trip

on a suspended license?

Warrants out your f***ing

arrest you don't even tell me?

- I told you, you wouldn't

have let me come, would you?

And I wanna honor mom as well.

- She wasn't your mother.

- Don't f***ing say that.

Alright, we have our

differences, I might be a fuckup

and you can be mad at me,

but don't f***ing go there.

- Everything you f***ing

do affects somebody else,

you know that you

f***ing selfish prick?

- Oh, maybe I should be

more responsible like you,

huh?

- Are you being

sarcastic right now?

Huh?

F***ing hope not, man.

You're lucky I'm

f***ing here right now.

Always bailing you out of

f***ing jail and anything else.

I'm sitting here wondering

when the next f***ing time

I have to bail you out is.

Lisa's doing the right thing

keeping chance from you.

- F*** you!

Need to ask you a favor.

- What?

- Can we stop in St. Louis?

- Are you serious?

- Yeah.

- That's like 300 miles in

the wrong direction, man.

I lost three f***ing days

'cause of your shenanigans.

- Look, I know we've had

our differences this trip.

But this is really

important to me, okay?

Please, I need to

stop in St. Louis.

I have to see my dad.

- Are you sure

he's even ticking?

- Yeah, he's there.

- I'll wait here for you, man.

- Why don't you come in with me?

- You really want me to?

- Yeah.

- Let's go.

- Whatever you two are

selling, I ain't buying.

- You really don't

recognize me, do you?

- Should I?

- Guess not.

It's been 27 years.

- Holy sh*t.

Clayne?

- I'm surprised you

even remember my name.

- Jesus Christ boy!

Who's your friend here?

- That's my buddy Steve.

- I remember you.

Yeah.

These two little bastards

ran all over the neighborhood

causing all kinds of hell.

Yeah.

So how's your mother

doing these days?

- She's great.

She's been dead for 20 years.

- Jeez, I'm sorry to hear that.

- Yeah, so was I.

- Hey look, I'm gonna give

you guys some privacy.

Nice to see you again, sir.

- Well hell.

Say, you boys, you

wanna grab some beers?

I got a nice little spot

around the corner over here,

we can--

- I'm not here to drink

beers with you, bishop.

- No?

What do you want from me?

- What do I want from you?

Okay for starters

how 'bout you tell me

why I haven't heard

from you in 27 years?

- You gotta understand

something, son.

Me and your mother, we

didn't get along so well.

I didn't want to make

things worse for you.

I figured calling and writing

would just make things

harder for you, that's all.

- Harder for me?

You're my dad.

All I wanted from

you was a kind word.

I miss you.

I love you.

A f***ing happy birthday, champ.

Anything!

What kind of piece of sh*t

just disappears like that?

- So you drove all

the way out here

to show me that you're

a better man than me?

Is that it?

Does it make you feel happy?

See your old man's nothing

but a worthless drunk?

Yeah.

Is this gonna make

you feel better, boy?

- Not a day has gone by

since you left that I haven't

thought about you.

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