Nothing in Common Page #7

- Remember my angry voice?

- I'm an only child. Their breakup...

- Get out. Get Out.

- I mean, they don't...

Wait, don't get up.

- She'll put you back in the mood.

- That is not fair.

Your friend obviously

has unresolved conflicts.

Please don't give me that

psychoanalytic bullshit, please.

My life's endeavors are bullshit?

Glad this came up. I should go.

No, don't go, please.

I'm sorry.

Just give me a minute

with him, please.

Just a minute, promise.

I don't believe it.

You've still got it.

Where are these kids, huh?

David S. Basner, the swim team,

junior class treasurer,

and Donna, mm-hm, Martin,

drama club. Emily, Our Town.

Maria, West Side Story.

Golden high school moments.

They were fabulous.

I would like to talk about tonight.

Did you hear me screaming?

I can't think of you

being with another guy.

You never ask.

David, I'm sorry,

but we can't do this anymore.

Who else am I gonna talk to?

You're my pal.

I don't want to be that.

I wanna move on. I want

to have a real relationship.

- With Robert?

- With Robert, or someone else...

- Did you change your hair?

- No.

- Something's different.

- No.

Is the bathrobe new?

- The bathrobe is old. You've seen it.

- No, I haven't.

- You wore it.

- I wore the pink one.

This is pink.

You looked great in it.

- Well, let me try it on.

- No.

- I want to see if it fits.

- Listen to me.

I won't be your

emotional pit stop anymore.

An emotional pit stop anymore,

you won't be that.

An "emotional pit stop. "

That's beautiful.

Did Robert tell you this kind of term?

Emotional pit stop.

Like check under the hood,

and examine my heart

and my mental attitude?

And how I'm doing?

How secure I feel, and all that?

It's lovely.

That's psychology, isn't it?

"Psychoanalytical bullshit,"

I think you described it.

I'll remember that.

Does Robert wear the robe?

Go home, David.

Funny sometimes

How you think

You found someone

Out of all the

others you recall

He stays a little longer

On your mind

The only one

When life becomes

The hardest place to fall

If it wasn't love at all

Then what were all those feelings

And why?

If it wasn't love at all

Can't I just

go on dreamin'?

Starting out at zero

We built it up

Built it up

And made it more than

Most will ever do

Maybe it was just

In times of need

We stayed in touch

But not enough

To last one whole life through

If it wasn't love at all

Then what were all those feelings

And why?

If it wasn't love at all

Can't I just go on dreamin'?

Can't I just go on dreamin'

Tonight?

Can't I just go on dreamin'

Tonight?

If it wasn't love at all

I might as well

I just can't seem to drive.

I can get around okay.

- You read the racing form like this.

- I like to study the charts.

You study it so close you got

ink stains on your eyeballs.

- So let's go.

- All right.

I'll go up,

but I'm going up alone.

Now, you're in a loading zone.

Get going before you get a ticket.

You told me you'd see the doctor,

you didn't.

I wanna make sure.

Don't, David.

Don't embarrass me.

They're gonna think I'm some kind of

old guy that can't take care of myself.

- I wanna know what the doctor says.

- Certainly.

Call me.

- All right.

- Call me.

Aw, wait a minute. Wait.

I had this thing timed.

The bridge is up,

I couldn't go anywhere. Wait.

All right, give me the ticket.

I bet you're disappointed

you didn't get to tow it.

That would have

made your day.

I'd much rather

sleep in my own bed.

I don't have a change of

clothing for tomorrow.

- Are you worried

about tomorrow? - No.

We've shot millions of commercials

and we could do this one blindfolded.

As a matter of fact,

why don't we actually go ahead

and shoot this commercial,

with the director blindfolded?

This is a joke.

This is a joke, Cheryl Ann.

I'm making a joke.

You're cute.

Cute.

Get some sleep.

Ahem.

Hello?

Hi, Jo-Jo.

What's going on?

Three beers

and 10 air balls.

Thanks for calling, Jo-Jo.

Whoo!

- You've got nice moves.

- Thank you.

I used to play

for St. Mary's. Ah.

Shoot.

I missed.

- What's the score?

- You're still up by two.

- Hi, David.

- Hi, Mom.

This is my son.

You told me you hang here sometime,

that the people are nice.

Why don't you put on your shoes,

and come out of the cage?

Not many guys have said

that to their mother.

- Thank you, Mr. Wellington. Oh.

- Lloyd.

- I went out on a date tonight.

- With Lloyd?

No, he's just a friend.

I am so thirsty.

- Come on, I'll buy you a drink.

- I think Lloyd drooled on your shoes.

I went out on a date,

with a pediatrician,

I met in yoga class.

Dr. Bedsole.

And we had

a wonderful time.

We went to a movie, had some sushi.

It was a great time.

Sounds great.

So why do I hear that you

were crying and looking for me?

Ed Bedsole,

kissed me,

and I got scared.

Well, why should

that scare you?

I just didn't know

how to respond.

I didn't know whether

I liked it or hated it.

No one's done that

in a long time.

Your father hasn't kissed me for years.

There was nothing.

For 30 years there was nothing.

No love, no passion. Nothing.

He never left.

He was always there.

To eat. And sleep.

And go to the toilet.

He cheated on me.

Everyone knew that.

He humiliated me.

Do you know that?

You never said anything.

Why didn't you say anything to me?

You were just a little boy.

You said your funny little things,

and you ran out of the house.

Then, when you moved away,

you didn't come

around much.

Christmas,

and flowers on my birthday.

- Coral-pink roses.

- And a Mother's Day phone call.

Once from Hawaii.

Well, I'm here now.

I know you're here now.

I have a chance to talk about this,

but I am embarrassed.

I mean, this is not what a mother

should be saying to her son.

I wish I'd been

a better mother, David.

- You did fine.

- No. No.

I wanted to do better.

I didn't even do fine.

I wanted to do

more for you, David.

Excuse me,

I'm going to the ladies' room.

Are you crazy?

It's 4:
00 in the morning.

You just tell me.

What did you do to her?

Do to who?

My mother's afraid to let another man

touch her. What the hell did you do?

I gave her a name.

That's what I did.

I gave her a son.

I gave her food and

clothes for 36 years.

- I did pretty good. - You ever

tell her that you loved her?

That's none of your

goddamn business.

Yeah, it is my business.

It is my business.

She's my mom. You cheated on her.

Then you made her feel dirty.

You have no right to

talk to me like that.

That's between your mother and me.

It has nothing to do with you.

I grew up in this house. You kicked

me in the ass for 20 years.

It looks like you're

doing pretty good.

You're in a Jeep, making money,

boffing everything in sight.

I must have done

something right.

So now you approve of me

now that I'm an adult?

You never approved of

me when I was a kid.

I never knew what you

were talking about.

You were a moody little sh*t.

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