Once Fallen Page #4

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Rosie, Rosie, Rosie.

It's me. Put that piece away.

What took you so long?

Go to prison for five

years. Sh*t stacks up.

You going to bust my balls

or give me some loving.

Oh !

[laughs]

Who did you

bring with you?

Rose, I would like for

you to meet August. This is my son.

Did you say

this is your son?

August, give me

your hand.

I'm gonna use my other

hand so I can see what you look like, okay?

Well, you want a beer?

You know I do.

I got something

for you, too, August.

The place looks great.

Thanks. I've been doing

a lot of decorating.

Here you go, August.

Okay.

[chuckles]

Nice.

Ah, what a sound.

Wait, one.

Two.

Sh*t!

I can still drink you

under the board.

That you can.

What the hell is going on here, Rose.

You gonna introduce me?

Sorry. Chance, August,

this is Sue, my neighbor and my best friend.

Hey, Chance.

Hey, Sue. Sorry about the company

you have to keep.

It wouldn't be so bad if

she'd just hop in bed every once in a while.

She's really

hot for me.

I don't blame her. I'll see what I can

do to help you out.

Thank you.

Look at these.

This is blooming cactus.

Sh*t!

Anyway, wait. I've

been collecting them, I don't know why.

They're just dangerous and beautiful, and I love

them. I want you to touch them.

You want me

to touch them?

Yes. Put your

fingers on them. Touch it.

Squish it really hard.

Ah, f***.

I'm bleeding

here, Rosie.

Hey. Hey, what about some more beer? It's

best two out of three.

All right, I'll

get you a band aid.

Hey, you wanna

watch some TV?

Yeah.

Oh, yeah. Come on in

and watch the tube.

Come here.

Oh, honey.

Here.

Why didn't you

call me sooner?

[laughs]

Sit down.

Don't fall. I don't

wanna take your ass to the hospital.

Sue what are you drinking?

You guys go ahead.

I'll see you later.

You got a boy.

I don't know what I'm

gonna do with him though.

[growling]

F***ing messy n*gger.

You want a foot?

[barks and growls]

I think we're out

of Leshaun. There's no more Leshaun.

(man)

Hi, Rose.

Hey, Ken.

Hey, Annie.

Is he sleeping?

Yeah, he's crashed

up on the couch.

You want a smoke?

Smoke.

Have you talked

to your father?

No.

You know, he actually wrote me a couple of

times through the years.

Yeah, well, I don't really

give a sh*t about him.

Yes, you do.

When you're through trying to

convince yourself that you're never gonna be him, well.

Those mistakes that he made and continues

to make, he's gotta survive.

Those mistakes as

you call 'em, f***ed all our lives up.

What would you have done

in his shoes? Don't answer me.

Just think about it.

Have you heard

from your mother?

No. Not in a long time.

She's just like Kat. A whore who ran away.

Besides, you're my mom.

Don't you talk

that way about her.

She's your mother, and more importantly

that she's my sister.

What is it? What-what makes you think you're so

much better than everybody?

I know.

I know what you do,

mister drug boy.

You gotta go see him.

Would you mind watching

August for a while?

You know, I think

that's a hell of an idea.

He can drink Red Bull and I'll teach him how to

play cards in the porch.

You take all

the time you need.

(Eddie) Okay, hipsters

and chipsters.

and todos el mundo.

Ready to open a jump? Don't

worry about the scratch. It's in the Good Book.

And remember the rules.

The rules are, there ain't no rules.

Hit it.

[cheering]

Well, that didn't

quite work out, did it?

It's better this way.

Eddie, now you set up a re-match

and we'll make

some serious money.

Serious money? You're gonna

pick up a fight on the Wall Street Journal.

There's no serious money. That globe's in a sh*t.

Everybody wants the big dig.

No wanna lickety split.

Real match is gonna take 40 days and 40 nights.

Meanwhile, I need my scratch

so the cat in front of line gets his scratch.

So come manana.

I don't see some loot and scoot.

Somebody's gonna get their young ass scaled,

and it ain't gonna be mine

'cause my ass

is ancient.

No.

No? Is that

the existential no,

or does that refer to

something specifically I just said?

I'm f***ing done.

Done?

While you were well done

right here, motherf***er,

I gave you a home.

I gave you the life.

You were happy with

the scratch we made.

But you wanted the flash

and dash. You wanted the razzle dazzle,

some twisted

punk DEA agent,

and you get five

long hard time.

And while your absolutely

certifiable girlfriend

with that stupid gash

is trying to find herself,

who the f*** was taking

care of your face? Huh?

Who's taking care of your son? Let me give you the

facts of life here, brother.

You show up and

you pay up. Dig it.

Okay. Eddie,

it's no problem.

Would you shut the f*** up? What

do you mean no problem?

No problem.

That's a sentence.

That's where

a period goes.

(woman) Report from Beijing

is on the phone.

(Beat)

Every f***ing night?

[jumbled voices]

Talk to Eddie,

you f***.

The guards f***ing

rained down on me.

Are you f***ing crazy?

It's gonna be smooth

with this run. I'm telling you.

Eddie is up

our asses. Okay?

All that we have to do

is make a few calls to the old gang,

and you and I we can

move this little brother in no time.

Where did you get it?

Beat, where the f***

did you get this?

The less you know,

the better. All right?

Listen to me.

This gives me a way to make up to you for,

for the last time, you know.

You didn't, you didn't

roll on me and I owe you

f***ing forever

for that, okay?

Do you know the definition

of insanity?

Dude, that is a stupid

question to post in me, man.

It's doing the same thing over

and over again expecting different results.

Who said that?

My old man.

How long has it

been? Ten years?

Eleven.

And what are you

doing with yourself?

You know,

this and that.

You clean?

Yeah.

Good.

You?

As the driven snow.

I thought I told you

never to come back here.

Yeah, you did. Rath told me you

cut a deal with him.

I never did a thing

for that twisted f***.

You stay away from him.

He's not gonna last.

So, I got a kid now.

His name's August.

How old is he?

Five.

Sometimes he f***ing looks at me. I don't know

what the f*** he wants.

That sounds familiar.

You know, I have

met this new girl.

Yeah? What's

she like?

She's telling me.

It gets better. Black.

Jesus Christ, man.

If you haven't given me enough troubles.

Holy sh*t.

I got to go.

Guard.

Housekeeping.

(Beat) Leave me

the f*** alone.

What's going on, pal?

What's up, man?

Where are your pills?

I don't want anymore f***ing pills. Just

wanna be f***ing normal.

I don't wanna take

anymore pills.

You gotta take

your pills, man.

Yeah, but when I take them, I don't

get to feel anything !

And if I don't

take them,

what I feel is

too f***ing much.

I'm so sorry.

I though I could

let off the medication.

Now you're back, but you're just-you're

gonna leave me again.

Look at me.

Look at me.

If I go, you go.

You understand?

Sure.

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