One More Time Page #4

the 10 gallon tits.

Pride of Dallas.

It's fort worth.

People down there get

upset when you mix them up.

That's true.

Chastity.

What?

Chastity was her name.

That was her name.

You know what's shocking,

is that marriage lasted

longer than all the others.

Chastity was good.

I liked her.

- She was.

I mean, she actually

stayed with mom

when she was in the hospital.

She was there for your

mom, even up to the end.

Yeah, she really was.

Sure.

What are we talking about?

- Nothing at all.

- Nothing.

Nothing.

Hey, Paul, what do you think?

You got another song in ya?

What'll it be?

Sondheim.

Rodgers and hart.

- Randy Newman.

- No!

Billy Joel!

"Uptown girl."

Jude, come on up and

sing, like days gone by.

Go on.

Do it.

When the world was young.

Get up there.

Ambush.

What is this?

Come on, Jude.

Do it.

Come on, Mingus.

Come on.

Scoot over.

Ok.

You're gonna sit?

All right.

I know I'd stand in line

until you think

you have the time

to spend an evening with me.

And if we go

someplace to dance, I

know that there's a chance

you won't be leaving with me.

And afterwards we'd drop

into a quiet little old place

and have a drink or two.

And then I'd go and spoil it

all by saying something stupid,

like I love you.

I'd practice every day to

find some clever lines to say

to make the meaning come true.

But then I think I'll wait

until the evening gets late,

and I'm alone with you.

The time is right, your

perfume fills my head,

the stars get red, and

oh, the night so blue.

And then I go and spoil

it all by saying something

stupid, like I love you.

Woo!

Dad.

Woo!

The time is right,

your perfume fills my head,

the stars get red, and

oh, the night so blue.

And then I'd go and spoil it

all by saying something stupid,

like, I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

Woo!

That was Paul Lombard, guys!

Dad.

Paul Lombard!

God.

Pauly, Pauly.

Wonderful, Paul.

Woo!

He really can't

help himself, can he?

You know, I really don't want

to be another person telling

you how to live your life.

And I appreciate that, Alan.

Then why don't you let

me help you out a bit?

Do you really want to

be somebody recording

jingles the rest of your life?

Maybe.

Don't be coy.

I mean, it's fine

if you want to,

but I guess that's what

I'm asking, is do you?

Why don't you let me help you?

Because I can take

care of myself.

Can ya?

Don't be a dick, Alan.

Let me make a couple calls.

You know, set up some

meetings, and let's

see if we can avoid you

having to move in with Paul.

If you want to do

that, I can't stop you.

But I'm not asking you.

It's all me.

All my idea.

Did you call

my home number last night?

Well, yeah, but I...

Are you crazy, Jude?

I...

My wife's

not an idiot, you know?

She is a lot of things,

but she's not an idiot.

I couldn't get through

to you on your cell.

I needed to talk to you.

Where are you, anyway?

I'm at my dad's place.

Now, what the

hell are you doing there?

Ugh, it's a long story.

We talked about this.

It's not a healthy

environment for you.

When can I see you?

Soon.

I promise.

You're the one I

want to be with.

I never want you to doubt that.

What about this weekend?

Jude, you're pushing again.

It's not that easy.

All right, when will you know?

I'm doing the best I can.

Work's a disaster.

Hank's breaking

my balls as usual.

Chloe's waiting to hear about

colleges, Joel's playing

hockey for two different teams.

I got a lot of

demand on my time,

not to mention you jeopardizing

everything by calling my house.

Look, I'll figure

something out, all right?

I promise.

You trust me, don't you?

Yeah.

Of course.

We both kinda knew

the deal when we got into this,

didn't we?

Ok, I gotta go.

I'll call you tomorrow.

Bye.

Bye.

I was talking to Charlie

Manson the other day.

He says, is it hot in

here, or am I crazy?

Miss Tallie,

they say you are going.

We will miss your bright

eyes and sweet smile.

Oh, they say you are taking the

sunshine that has brightened

our path for a while.

Yeah!

Why do you give him

that chicory crap?

You know what Dr. Remcor said.

Yep.

I'll see you tonight

at your dad's.

All right, sweetheart.

Mommy's off.

I'll see you later?

Bye, guys.

And if we go someplace to dance,

I know there's a chance you

won't be leaving with me.

And afterwards, we hop

into a tiny little boat,

and have a drink or two.

And then I go and spoil

it all by saying something

stupid, like I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

Come on, move!

It's Tim!

Can I come in?

I'm so...

It's your dad.

Yo, everybody

downstairs, chop chop.

You all right?

Gather round.

What's going on?

I have news.

What?

Alan called.

He says the top guys at

Jupiter heard the master

of "when I live my life."

They think it's gonna be big.

Huge.

They think it's

gonna be a huge hit.

What?

I didn't know.

It's his comeback.

You're f***ing dead.

It's not a comeback.

I never went away.

Yeah, they got me a gig.

Test run live, special guest for

an act called the flaming lips.

Wait... you're opening

for the flaming lips?

That is huge.

That's ridiculous.

Flaming lips.

They're terrific.

I love them.

Ok, for starters,

it's called the flaming

lips, not "the flaming lips."

The flaming lips.

Flaming lips.

Flaming lips.

Do you even know

this band at all?

No.

Ok, let me fill you in.

The flaming lips, their

fans are not your fans.

Like, trust me... not at all.

If they're asking you

to open up for them,

they're doing it out of some

sort of ironic hipster goof.

Jude, beware the

green eyed monster.

I can't believe you actually

like living out here.

You know, it's not so bad.

It's been like, five years now.

You know, Corinne likes

to be near her dad,

and then we get the pool.

You don't miss the city?

Uh, yeah.

Hustle and bustle.

I miss that, but Corinne's

there, like, two days a week,

and then I can work

from home, so I get

to spend more time with David.

You know?

It's probably just a phase.

David, I mean.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Just like, eight

years and counting.

You do a good job with him.

Mm-hm.

Seriously.

I've been watching you.

Good lord, it's

Lee Harvey Oswald.

Jude, come on.

Take a ride.

I'm busy.

Yeah, me too.

Come on.

I'll be dead soon.

You and Corinne, you doing good?

Same as it ever was.

Why?

You're not carrying a

torch for Tim still, right?

God, Paul.

That was, like, 100 years ago.

Give me a break.

Don't get me wrong, I

love Tim, but he's not

the sharpest Swiss army knife.

Well, that is Corinne's

problem, isn't it?

This song, it's such a classic.

It is bona fide classic.

You know, the term is

overused, but is a classic.

It takes me back to an amazing

weekend I spent in Acapulco

with a starlet who

shall remain nameless.

Can you please save your stories

of your prehistoric conquests

for your geriatric friends

at the country club?

Besides, a fan's a friend.

I owe you a phone

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