Not for Human Consumption Page #3

JAY:

Not like we used to... I got

three years as of yesterday.

MARTY:

You mentioned in your letters

said you're all into AA now.

JAY:

It helps...

MARTY:

Sounds like a cult.

JAY:

It kinda is...in a good way.

MARTY:

Well whatever works for ya, I

guess. I gotta get back inside.

JAY:

Maybe we could hang out or

something tonight?

MARTY:

Yeah, sure man...

You look good.

JAY:

I feel good. Yeah, go ahead.

JAY'S SISTER:

It's good to have you home Jay.

JAY:

It's good to be home, sis.

JAY'S SISTER:

Well I have to go to work okay?

So I will see you later. Bye.

Bye mom. See you later.

JAY'S MOTHER:

Bye baby. I love you.

JAY'S MOTHER:

So, how does the house look?

JAY:

It looks good.

Pretty much the same.

JAY'S MOTHER:

You see the backyard?

It's a jungle.

Looks like Viet

Nam back there.

And the landlord - he won't

hire a gardener.

I'm going to have

to do it myself.

He's so goddamn cheap.

Speaking of,

how's your father?

JAY:

He seems good.

JAY'S MOTHER:

I worry about him.

All he thinks about is money.

And how he doesn't have any.

JAY:

He works hard Mom.

JAY'S MOTHER:

He moved out here thinking it

would be easier than up north...

And that you'd do better

out here in the suburbs....

You don't want your cake?

JAY:

I told you, I just had pie!

All right...

JAY'S MOTHER:

I'm glad you're home sweetie.

JAY:

You know I had three years sober

a couple days ago?

JAY'S MOTHER:

You look sober, I can tell

by your eyes.

How do you feel

now that you're home?

JAY:

I feel good. I got a job. I got

an apartment.

I'm going to meetings.

JAY'S MOTHER

That's great, honey. It's really

great and I'm very proud of you.

JAY:

Ya know uhm, one of the twelve

steps in AA is to

make amends to everyone

you've hurt in your life.

I'm sorry.

I put you through hell. I put

you through worse than hell.

Getting kicked out of school,

drugs, drinking...

I know that it hurt you as a

mother to think you weren't

raising a responsible son. But

you were, you did a great job.

I just screwed up.

JAY'S MOTHER:

You listen. You stay clean.

You stay clean and sober and

you give me peace of mind.

I can't go through

any more pain with you.

I love you Jay. Now,

you eat your cake.

RAYMOND:

My Dad told me you

were in prison.

JAY:

Three years.

RAYMOND:

Raw deal, man.

You killed a crack

dealer, so what?

JAY:

I shot him, but

I didn't kill him.

RAYMOND:

Well hey, you're here

now. You're out.

You're hard-working,

you're responsible.

And you can sell mortadella

like nobody I've ever seen.

JAY:

Not so hard when you got a

product as tasty as mortadella.

Listen, I'm grateful to you and

your father for the opportunity.

RAYMOND:

What are you getting up to

tonight man?

JAY:

I got a meeting, then

I'll probably

just go home, hit the

sack.

RAYMOND:

Well, If you could stay

up past your bedtime,

I could show you this

little business

thing I've been working on --

ANTONIO:

He's Always working

on something new.

Mr. Big Shot over here...

you think you're gonna

be the next Mr. West Palm Beach.

RAYMOND:

It's an investment Pop.

I can't work at a deli forever.

ANTONIO:

Why not? I have.

Listen, you should take a page

out of Jay's book here.

Show a little

enthusiasm for the job.

JAY:

So what's the business?

RAYMOND:

These bars do huge in Europe

and the Middle East.

And you don't gotta

be 21 to get in.

JAY:

No booze?

RAYMOND:

Nope. Just a straight-up

hookah bar.

JAY:

So where do I fit in? I mean I

don't have any cash to invest.

RAYMOND:

Sweat equity is what I need.

You worked your ass for my dad.

You do the same for me,

you're a fifty percent partner.

What do you think?

You're in? Yeah?

JAY:

Yeah!

RAYMOND:

Welcome aboard. Take a look.

RAYMOND:

Hey, hey. Come here

with me for a sec.

Relax. It's a hookah bar.

JAY:

This is how I relax.

RAYMOND:

You're stressing everybody out.

Calm down!

JAY:

Hey, you hired me to work.

I'm working.

RAYMOND:

Hey, there's a table of hotties

over there. Go take care of 'em.

Hi, sorry ladies. Excuse me.

JAY:

Welcome to the Hookah Bar. We

got 75 different kinds

of tobacco imported from Israel,

Turkey, and even from China.

DUDE:

Pretty cool place, man.

You own it?

JAY:

Yeah, part-owner.

JAY:

Hey, thanks for coming

in tonight.

APRIL:

Yeah, thanks for having us.

JAY:

Jay Trotta.

APRIL:

April.

JAY:

Do I know you? I do, I know

you from somewhere.

APRIL:

I don't think so.

JAY:

You look really familiar.

APRIL:

I've got that kind of a face.

JAY:

You got a one

in a million face.

APRIL:
laughing

Okay, I gotta go.

JAY:

Can I get your number?

APRIL:

Can I get my number?

That's your line?

JAY:

It's not really much of a line.

APRIL:

No, it really isn't.

JAY:

No, I don't have time

for pickup lines.

I don't have any time to waste.

I don't... that... uhm...

I've been away

for a few years.

Did you go to

school around here?

APRIL:

Yeah I went to Lincoln.

JAY:

What year did you graduate?

APRIL:

Same year as you.

JAY:

Did we know each other?

APRIL:

Not really. I read about

you in the paper.

So you'll be here tomorrow

night?

JAY:

Yeah! Yeah, I'll be here

every night!

RAYMOND:

Not a bad first night. You know

I asked you to serve the lady,

not put on the full-court press.

JAY:

Just trying make the young

lady feel welcome.

RAYMOND:

Sure.

laughing

Good job tonight.

JAY:

Thanks, you too.

SERVER:

Hey Jay, I think that guy's

putting weed in the hookah.

JAY:

All right, I'll handle it.

JAY:

Excuse me, sir, you can't be

putting weed in the hookahs.

GUY:

Oh, it's not weed, mate.

It's called "Spice".

It's aromatic potpourri.

Herbal incense.

JAY:

Do I look like an a**hole

to you?

Why would you be

smoking incense?

GUY:

Because it gets you really high.

JAY:

Smells like incense.

GUY:

That's right.

JAY:

And you get high off it?

GUY:

Off your ass. It's like pot...

Only... stronger.

Yeah, here. Take a hit.

JAY:

I'll take the rest of the

pack if you don't mind.

GUY:

It's yours mate. Enjoy.

JAY:

So?

RAYMOND:

I feel like my head's expanding.

JAY:

So it's like pot?

RAYMOND:

I don't know man, I think

it might be stronger.

JAY:

'Herbal incense' made to give

off a synthetic high

similar to marijuana.

The chemical came from a

chemist at Clemson University

named John W Huffman - hence

the chemical compound name

JWH.

The chemical recipe leaked to

the streets and is now being

manufactured and

sold in Europe.

RAYMOND:

What about the US?

JAY:

Just hasn't hit

The States yet.

RAYMOND:

So it's legal.

JAY:

Well, It's legal if you

sell it as an incense not as

something that gets you high.

RAYMOND:

What else does it say?

JAY:

Jesus! It doesn't show up in

your bloodstream.

You can pass a drug test.

RAYMOND:

It's the wonder drug.

I need to buy

some off the Brit.

JAY:

No. No, we're selling it here.

RAYMOND:

Coming through guys. Right

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