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you come sniffing around.

You just don't get it, do you?

Just go get Christine

before I have your visa revoked.

It's okay, Nikos.

You've been seeing him behind my back?

No. I'm just here until I find my own place.

I'm not getting back with Nikos.

- Does he know that?

- Of course.

You two sleeping

in the same bed together?

- Jesus. You don't get it.

- What?

I just want you to come home.

- I'm not coming home.

- Why?

Is this because

I don't give you enough attention?

No, it's because

I don't give me enough attention.

I've always depended on men like you

to make me feel better

and take care of me.

I need to be on my own.

All right, well, be on your own.

Be on your own with me.

I mean, I'm traveling,

I can give you all the space you want.

I'm flailing here, okay?

I don't know what you want me to say.

- I love you. I wanna be with you.

- You don't wanna be with me.

You just wanna win me and put me

on a shelf to remind you that you won me.

That's not a relationship, Richard,

I think we need to be apart.

I need to figure out who I am and...

And I think you need to figure out

what's important to you, too.

Margaret, you have a visitor.

Hi, Mom.

How you feeling?

The doctors tell me I'm doing well.

But I don't feel like it, and neither do I.

Schizophrenia humor. That's good, Mom.

You know what I miss?

Dancing.

You know who was a good dancer?

Richard.

Not really.

He took foxtrot, cha-cha, tango lessons.

I used to take him to the nightclubs.

Oh, we had so much fun.

No, Mom, actually, I didn't.

No 12-year-old boy

really wants ballroom dancing lessons.

That's a lie.

- Why'd you do it for two years?

- So that I could be with you.

I wanna take a nap now.

- But your son came so far to visit you.

- That's all right.

That's all right. That's okay, it's fine.

Here, I wanna give you something.

This is a new standard for disability

training for employers nationwide,

and I wrote it.

I don't feel like reading anything.

Well, I just wanna tell you, Mom,

I'm doing great.

I love my job, I'm making a difference.

What do you want?

You want me to pat your hand,

say you're a good boy?

I'm not wired that way.

The average able-bodied person

doesn't give a damn about the disabled.

Would we care about women's rights

if they hadn't mobilized?

We're not gonna care about

disabled people

until they set aside their differences,

stop being invisible,

and come together

for the passage of the ADA.

That would be the Americans

with Disabilities Act, am I right?

Yes, exactly,

Americans with Disabilities Act.

This bill, simply put, says that

you can't discriminate against people

simply because they don't look like you.

Okay. Why don't we hold that thought

right there until...

Now that the election

has come down to Bush and Dukakis,

I have it on very good authority

that the very first candidate who

comes out publicly in support of the ADA

is gonna get the disabled vote.

The whole thing, all of it.

Everybody, which is

millions of votes for the first candidate

that has the balls

to come out and support this.

- Richard, please, just...

- One second.

Rumor has it that one of our senior

elected officials was told by his advisors,

okay, "Sir, we have a problem.

"There is a horrific disease.

"It is infecting homosexuals

and drug addicts at an alarming rate,

"and it is always fatal. "

And you know what he said?

You know what his reply was?

He said,

"What did you say the problem was?"

That is the kind of Nazi Germany

mentality that we're looking at

here in America, in the late 20th century.

That's it. We're off the air, all right?

Somewhere along the way

I realized my heart wasn't driving me.

My anger was.

I think Art noticed it first.

You're a complete a**hole.

You used to be a partial one,

but you graduated.

How the hell did you get in here?

When you're not looking, I can walk.

So you're too busy

to see your friends anymore?

Too deaf to hear the phone ring?

You know what?

Don't bring your wobbling ass in here

and try and guilt-trip me, all right?

You know who I lectured last week?

I do.

The CIA, man. F***ing CIA.

I'm doing great.

But you don't look great.

Yeah? Well, who's this?

"But you don't look great. "

Who's this?

Hey, Mr. Hot Sh*t Phone Recorder.

I feel like an a**hole talking to this thing.

Listen man,

stuff's kinda snowballing here, you know?

Hey, bro, let me ask you something.

You remember what it felt like

on the plane home from Nam?

Mike.

Like you had survived hell and from

now on it didn't matter what happened

'cause just being alive was a blessing,

and you had your whole life ahead of you.

F*** it. I tried.

Later, bro.

Mike. Mike. Hey.

Sh*t.

I'm gonna do whatever it takes

to make sure the disabled

are included in the mainstream.

For too long they've been left out,

but they're not going to be

left out anymore.

It's Bush. Bush, Bush, Bush.

If Bush wins, you know what that means?

That means I'm gonna have to

renovate this whole place

just to service these retards.

You know what that's gonna cost me?

No, what's it gonna cost you?

I'm just talking about

this Disabilities Act, it's gonna...

Yeah, what's it gonna cost you?

It means I have to put in ramps, I have

to put in all these kinds of things.

It's gonna wind up...

It's gonna be a big deficit.

Right. You might have to spend, what,

$1,000 to get a wheelchair ramp

and widen a toilet stall

so somebody can take a piss?

Sir...

I don't mean anything by it, all right...

Yeah, you do.

I'm one of those retards, okay.

I lost my hearing in the war.

You wanna talk about

how much that's gonna cost you?

Tell you what, go ahead.

Go ahead, talk about it, all right?

I won't listen. Say something funny.

Tell him.

Why don't you tell him a joke

about a guy who's got a 180 IQ

but he a has a brain disorder

so he can't tie his shoe?

Huh?

Or a world-class skier who breaks her neck

and now she needs a machine to breathe?

That's funny stuff.

And poor you, 'cause now you gotta

sink a little bit of money

into this piece-of-sh*t restaurant.

You know what? Here you go.

Sorry for the inconvenience.

Buy yourself a conscience.

Richard? Richard, it's me.

Hey, Christine.

It's been a while. How are you?

Good, yeah, I'm just...

I'm meeting some friends.

So are you still

leading seminars, traveling...

Yeah. Yeah, it's good,

- it's going really well.

- Yeah? I'm glad. How's Art?

The same old Art. Is that your husband?

No.

No? You know, it's strange to see you.

I was thinking about you

just the other day.

Thinking about you a lot, actually.

I... Well...

I was remembering the trip to Seattle.

I'm engaged. He's my fianc.

Well, is it hot in here

or is my life going up in flames?

- Richard...

- I'm kidding.

Well, I'm gonna go.

Are you okay?

Yeah, absolutely.

He's just an old friend.

Mr. Pimentel, it is urgent that you

call us back regarding your mother.

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