Quicksilver Page #4

There's nothin' to talk about.

The hell there isn't anything to talk ab

There's something to talk about.

I'm your father.

I say there is, damn it.

Okay? You wanna talk?

Let's talk, huh?

Let's talk about you workin'

a double shift at the garage.

Let's talk about you fixin'

these junk cars...

in the yard on weekends.

Let's talk about you and Mom not being

able to take a vacation.

- You wanna talk.

- That's not the issue.

We are talking

about your future.

You are smart.

You have brains.

You're throwin' it away

on that goddamn bicycle.

What about your future, Dad?

Huh? You and Mom.

What--

Mar, what am I supposed to do to get

through to that thick skull of his?

What? just tell me. Please.

- You remember that day, Dad?

- What day?

I said to you, ''Dad, I lost it all.''

Why are we bringing this up?

You know what he says to me? He says,

''We Caseys, we can take a punch.''

That's right. We can.

We can take a punch.

And then you wanted

to make me a sandwich!

I tell you I've lost everything you and Mom

have, and you're worried if I'm hungry or not.

You know, I went out

to the cab and--

I thought about what you said.

And I guess I really--

I really wanted to believe it.

You didn't hear me

come back in, did you?

You were sitting right there,

all slumped over.

And you know,

in my whole life...

I never saw you cry,

not once, until that day.

I gotta go finish

Sweeney's car.

I don't understand you, Son.

You make me so damn mad.

You ever try

eatin' one of these things?

- They're terrible.

- You wanna try another bank?

Wouldn't do no good.

Would it?

You know, I've been on both sides.

Being a messenger

is not so bad.

I ain't going back

to riding no bike,jack.

Hey, and besides, we have

our own lending institutions...

here in the neighborhood.

They'll bleed you. That's crazy, man.

They break peoples' legs.

You been watchin'

too many movies.

They don't do that no more.

Not all the time.

I gotta get outta here.

I gotta return this monkey suit...

or else they're gonna

stick me for another day.

Thank you.

Excuse me.

- Hi. You dressed up.

- Yeah. I'm glad you came.

Yeah, can we go now?

- Hello.

- You look beautiful.

Thank you.

Hi, sweetie.

Ax and Rolf, this is jack Casey.

- Hi.

-jack is a stockbroker.

- Really?

- I was--

A very successful stockbroker.

I peeked at your clippings.

Clippings. My God, a celebrity.

In three years on the floor...

jack grossed $30 million.

My, my.

It was some kind of record,

wasn't it,jack?

Yeah, yeah.

I set another record.

I lost it all in 2 4 hours--

right down the toilet.

Excuse me.

Was it something I said?

You guys go ahead.

Go on.

I want you to come with us.

Come on. I want you

to be their friend too.

- Come with us.

- I can't leave it.

- Leave it.

- It'll get ripped off.

I need my bike.

I'm a bicycle messenger.

- It's just a job-- a job for kids.

- It's my life.

It's a waste of a life.

Leave it.

I don't want to.

All right.

Oh, sh*t.

- Hey.

- Hey, what's doin',jack?

I forgot--

- I'll be back.

- Okay.

That'll do it for you?

Man, things just don't

work that way.

Look. Even here

they check references.

Look, Hector...

I been thinkin'...

and, you know--

What'd you say?

You don't need him.

jack, come on.

What are you talkin' about?

I've been noticing a trend

in the market, in the stock market...

and I see some leverage.

- I was a trader.

- Yeah, and?

I was one of the best, and...

I could take your money in

for you.

And we could lose, huh?

- We could, huh?

- Yeah. Yeah, you're right.

Hey.

But we could win, too, huh?

- Right?

- Yeah, we could.

All right.

We could win.

jesus Christ.

I dropped my stuff.

What are you doin' here?

Could you help me out?

I would've called you, but--

- I don't have a phone.

- You're right.

No, I don't need that.

I need a place to crash tonight, and

it's just gonna be for tonight.

I don't wanna make any waves

between you and your girlfriend.

I noticed you had a big place, and I was

just gonna take a space in the corner.

I'll be out before you wake up

in the morning, I promise.

I got kicked out of my girlfriend's

apartment, so I thought that--

I guess you can sleep

on the couch.

There's some blankets in the chest.

That's okay.

I brought my sleeping bag.

Where's your girlfriend?

There's a pay phone on the corner.

Why don't you go downstairs

and call your mother and father?

- What?

- Vegas. Isn't that where you said they were?

I don't wanna bother them.

No, wait. I'm sure,

if you called them, you know...

told them you were in a jam,

they'd help you out.

Parents are like that.

- So?

- So, what?

So, are you going

to call them?

I told you, they're busy.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, yeah. They're busy in Vegas

singing with Frank.

Right.

They're not in Vegas,

are they, Terri?

Who are you, Dick Tracy?

If you don't want me to stay here,

just say so. I got other friends.

Cut the bullshit,

would you, Terri?

I mean--

You tell Hector

that you're from Chicago...

your father is some kind of

a jet pilot war hero.

Then you turn around and tell me they're

singin' in Vegas with Frank Sinatra?

So, what is it with you?

Why did you lie to me?

What about you, huh? What are you,

some big man stockbroker...

with millions of dollars

on Wall Street...

and pictures of expensive vacations

and fancy girlfriends, huh?

Or is itjack

the bicycle messenger...

living in some warehouse

like a stray cat?

What about that one, huh?

You don't know what you're talkin' about

so do me a favor.

Go downstairs,

call up mommy and daddy...

and go back to wherever it is

you ran away from, all right?

I wish that I could, but...

there isn't gonna be anyone there

to take the call.

You're supposed to have all these brains.

You're supposed to be really smart.

You're dumb.

You see, you have all these choices

that you can make.

I don't have any choices.

I'm sorry that I bothered you.

Hey. Where you goin', hothead? Huh?

Look--

I thought you needed

a place to stay.

So, stay, all right?

I want you to stay.

Okay?

Okay.

Come on.

Here. Watch my bike.

Good luck.

Hey, Dave. Look, could you

get Chip for me?

Mr. Casey, wonderful

to see you again.

- Good to see you.

- It's been a long time, huh?

- What can I do for you?

- I need to get on the floor.

- Can you help me out?

- Sure.

So, what do you like today?

I'm gonna spread out, I guess,

try to build up some momentum.

I'm lookin' for lightning to strike.

You can make that happen,

Mr. Casey. I remember.

Look, if it's okay, I'd like

to handle the phones for you.

- Oh, thank you, Chip, but--

- Really. I'd like to.

- Like old times, huh?

- Okay. Okay, thanks.

Call Ds 45!

Forty-fives at nine!

I'm out.

Ds-- 30, 3 5.

I've got the March 40s

at three quarters.

Buy! Buy! Buy!

Twenty-five, thirty.

Okay. Okay, mama.

I gotta go. Bye-bye.

Hey,jack, it's Maria.

They got her at the hospital.

My mother, she's babblin'

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