Panic Page #5

Think about that.

There's nothing to think about.

- So, what's your next job?

- I can't discuss it.

I thought you quit. I did quit.

So there isn't going to be a next job?

No, of course not.

You're free. I'm free.

Liar, liar, tongue's on fire.

I think you're gonna do exactly

what your father wants you to do.

I gotta go. You'll

never be free, alex.

- Alex, stay, wait. Talk.

- I'm sick of talking!

Hey, hey, there you go.

Not bad.

Well... come to see

your old man kick ass?

F*** you!

F*** you

and your a**hole mother!

F*** you all!

Hey, come on, mike.

Don't be like that.

Come back.

It's not our fault.

Do you want something, alex?

No, thanks, eddie.

You shouldn't have done that with sammy, dad.

What are you talking about?

Making him feel bad like that,

about spilling the glue.

The kid's a retard.

He's very smart.

Right. He is!

Okay, I'm sorry.

I get aggravated.

Tell martha I'm sorry. Is

she pissed at me? Yes.

Did she make you come talk to me?

Are you the messenger boy?

No. You p*ssy-whipped, son?

I think you're p*ssy-whipped.

Don't feel bad about it. We're

all f***in' p*ssy-whipped.

Women run the world. Don't let

anybody tell you different.

Women, not men. F*** them.

Eddie, you work

for a living, or what?

Sneaky the

way they do it.

That's what they're good at,

being f***ing sneaky.

Who decides what you're

gonna eat tonight?

Who decides how much

booze you should drink?

Who decides what movie

you're gonna go see?

Follow my drift, alex?

Women are vipers.

I mean, don't get me wrong.

I love your mother.

You get a gun yet? Yes.

About f***in' time.

Dad, I wanna quit. Quit.

Yes, I can't do this anymore.

You wanna quit the business.

Yes.

You wanna change your life. Yes.

Think I don't know where this comes from?

It comes from me.

It comes from that f***in'

shrink, is where it comes from.

Shrink?

You know about my shrink?

What's the first thing

I taught you, alex?

You can't tell anyone what we

do, not even martha, remember?

Now you go blabbin'

to a complete stranger.

Mom told you. Jesus christ.

Your mother

never tells me anything.

Why are you doing this to me?

What?

Trying to get me to kill my own

goddamn shrink! Quiet! Quiet!

Relax. Take a deep breath.

I'll tell you why

I'm doing this to you.

Because you're my son.

My only son.

And I love you too much to stand back

and watch you throw your life away.

Dad, I quit.

Oh, boy, do I quit.

You quit, I'm telling martha and

your little honey, sarah cassidy,

???? What you've

been doing for a living.

You wanna lose

both of your women, alex?

You wanna lose sammy?

Shoot the motherf***er.

I love this song.

Molly, you're so beautiful.

I wanna dance with you.

Come on, I do.

?? Behind closed doors??

?? When she lets her hair

hang down??

?? And she makes me glad

that I'm a man??

?? Oh, no one knows??

?? What goes on

behind closed doors????

- What are you doing?

- Nothing.

Looks to me

like you're stalking me.

Stalking you? No, I'm not...

why would I be stalking you?

I don't know,

'cause you're screwy.

You got nice feet.

Wanna come in?

Close the door.

What are these for?

You don't know me well enough

to ask that question.

How's it going

with your boyfriend?

I sent him packing. I didn't

want to break his heart.

Go ahead. Look.

I've got to get ready for work.

Have you figured out

what you're doing here yet?

I came to say I can't do this.

Do what?

I can't hurt her...

my wife, martha.

Fine. I understand.

That's commendable.

If you were her, you wouldn't want me

being here with somebody else, would you?

No, of course not.

So, good-bye. So long.

It's been great.

Close the door on your way out.

Who's the picture?

My dad.

So, the little girl, that's you?

That's me.

I'm sorry.

Stop saying that.

What happened?

What are you, crazy?

Now you know. I'm given to melodrama.

I'm hysterical.

Maybe I am unbalanced. Maybe I am crazy.

Does that scare you?

No.

It should.

Do you love your wife? Yes.

Will you ever leave her?

No. I've got a kid.

I know you've got

a f***ing kid.

Okay, here are the rules:

She never finds out,

and we never fall in love.

Agreed?

You are so beautiful.

Don't get sick. What?

I'm getting a cold.

I don't care.

He happen to mention the names

of any of his victims? No.

Of course not. And he says

he's gonna do it again.

He didn't actually say it, but he

implied he was going to do it again.

When? Soon.

Did he happen to mention who?

No, but I think

it's going to be me.

You?

Why you?

He's been following me, watching the house.

God knows what else.

You must have really pissed off

one of your patients, doc.

No, I don't think that's it.

You don't think this alex

is maybe lying?

Unfortunately, no, I don't.

You don't think he's maybe confused...

a little confused in his head.

Delusional? Ah, no.

So, he's a completely normal joe

who kills people for a living.

This isn't easy for me, you know..

. coming in here, telling you these things.

This man is my patient, and I'm betraying him.

I feel like sh*t.

Fill out this form.

I don't have a choice, right?

Dad.

Yeah.

What's your favorite group?

I don't have a favorite group.

Well, if you had a favorite

group, what would it be?

I don't know. The beatles.

What about the beach boys?

They're good too.

And beck? And beck.

So, which is

your favorite group?

I don't have a favorite

f***ing group, sammy, okay?

Sorry. Long day.

Sammy, please, I'm sorry, okay?

Eat your Popsicle, sweetheart.

Did you have a nice time this

morning with grandpa? Yes.

Yeah. What did you do,

go to the mall?

- No.

- What did you do?

We flew a model airplane.

That sounds like fun.

Was it fun?

I guess so. Dad, are you and

mom gonna get a divorce?

What?

No, we're not gonna

get a divorce.

Are we, dad? No, of course not.

Absolutely not.

He's asleep.

What's going on, alex?

Nothing's going on.

You yelled at your own son.

I didn't yell.

You scared him.

I'm a little stressed is all.

You sleep as far away from me as you

possibly can without falling out of bed.

When I touch you, you flinch.

I don't flinch.

You're exaggerating.

Who's sarah?

Excuse me?

You heard me.

Sarah?

We got the phone bill today.

Oh, come on. I call a lot

of people from the house.

I sit there all day ordering stuff

and selling stuff. You know that.

I called the number

and she answered.

She's young.

She sounds young, anyway.

You can't tell much

from a person's voice,

but usually you can get

a pretty good idea about age,

and she sounded awful

darn young, all right.

God, listen to me. I sound like some

jealous, middle-aged housewife,

which is, I suppose what I am.

Jesus.

Nothing happened.

Do you love her?

No.

- Do you wanna leave me?

- No.

I want to keep

our family together.

I really do, but you don't

know who I am anymore.

I mean, you don't remember.

Maddie.

Gotta mow that lawn tomorrow.

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