Return of the Secaucus Seven Page #5

-Jeff?

-Hi.

Hi!

Hey, everybody, look who's here!

They told me you'd be here.

We thought we weren't gonna see you.

We got the whole squad now.

-Hey!

-You're getting skinny.

It's a sympathetic withdrawal reaction.

-Hi, Jeff.

-Hi.

-You left your parents' party.

-They understood.

You sure you shouldn't have stayed?

We both wanted to be

here, so we're here.

-What are we gonna do?

-What can we do?

Try to keep things moving, I guess. Be

careful with the seating arrangements.

What about J.T. and Maura?

Yeah, they sort of jumped

the gun, didn't they?

I can't imagine what must be going

through J.T.'s head right now.

Probably some new lyrics.

Maybe another pair of socks.

You're already wearing two. I told you

you should've brought your sneakers.

You said nobody played

tennis, and I figured--

There are other games

besides tennis, Chip.

I hope they're not too good.

Have you ever played?

At gunpoint. I played squash

during basketball seasons.

What do you think?

Maybe they'll need a referee.

-Did you tell him?

-Haven't had a chance.

-Are you going to?

-No.

Why should I?

Okay. I'll tell him.

-I feel funny.

-I don't.

It makes things clearer.

-I feel weird.

-It's more definite this way.

I feel awful.

I wanted to let you know before you

heard about it from anybody else...

-...but you're pretty hard to track down.

-I was in Ithaca.

How was that?

You know, the same. High above

Cayuga's waters, and all that.

-Jeez, the kids there looked really young.

-They are really young.

-We never looked that young.

-No, we didn't. Not to each other.

-Jeff, about Maura.

-Hey, I know that she's gotten to be...

...as much your friend as I

am and I think that's great.

We're both gonna

really need our friends.

And I know that it's kind of tough on you,

the both of us being up here like that...

...but it's important that

she know that you like her.

We slept together.

It was mostly just friendly, you know.

She said she needed

to be with somebody...

...and she said it was totally

finished between you two.

It is. It is totally

finished between us.

You pissed off at me?

No, it's just bad timing,

that's all. Forget about it.

Never did have much sense with women.

He's like a puppy dog, Maura. He's not very

discriminating about whose lap he hops on.

I know that. I've known

J.T. for a long time.

It's not

like--

I mean, I'm not leaving

Jeff for J.T. or anything.

J.T. didn't even cross my mind in that

way until we were lying there side by side.

I wouldn't go that far.

All right, all right. Maybe

somewhere in the back of my mind.

That still doesn't change things with

Jeff. Besides, what's wrong with J.T.?

Nothing's wrong with J.T. I

love J.T. I love seeing him.

He's just not the most responsible

person in the world, that's all.

I worry about him.

About him and Maura?

No. It's nice for Maura now.

You know J.T.

I know J.T.

I'm worried about what he's going to do.

I mean, he's 30 years old, he didn't

finish school, there's no family money.

It sounds like he's really

gonna take a shot at L.A.

Yeah, but what if he doesn't make it?

I mean, he doesn't sing or play

well enough to do studio work.

What if his songs don't sell?

J.T.'s always managed to

land on his feet in the past.

Yeah. It's one thing to be knocking

around the country when you're 20.

It's another to be doing

it at 35. I worry about him.

Are you real disappointed?

About him and Maura?

Yeah, I'm disappointed.

I'll live.

Hey! Hey, you guys! Come

on, play with the big boys.

You know, Jeff wasn't kidding about

that sympathetic withdrawal stuff.

He takes on all the

classic addict symptoms:

Jumpiness. Weight change.

Loss of sexual appetite.

He was always really intense.

Finally wore me down.

Ever since VISTA, his causes have

been getting loster and loster.

Like he's just trying to see how

much he can put himself through.

And J.T.?

I know it seems awful sudden, but I went

through most of my period of mourning...

...when I was still with

Jeff. I'm over that now.

I just wanna have fun again. Feel

good about myself. Is that so bad?

There any guys at school

you're interested in?

Doctors? Sons of doctors?

You know those TV ads, "Nine

out of 10 doctors recommend"?

Oh, don't believe them. Nine out

of 10 doctors are douche bags.

I trust them as far as I can throw them.

I'm sorry to hear that. I

thought you were liking it.

Oh, the company stinks. School's

great. I delivered a baby last week.

-You're kidding.

-I was nervous.

But I felt like I was in complete control

the whole time. The woman was scared.

But I got her to trust me, and we

talked about what was happening...

...and what was going to happen next and

what we'd try if there were complications.

And I could see her relax.

Even with all that pain...

...I could see her open up to

it, and we were on the same side.

You know, I wasn't bullshitting her

or condescending or anything like that.

-And then it started coming out.

-Jesus.

-I cried like a baby when it was over.

-You're gonna be a great doctor.

Yeah. I think I am.

-Chip!

-Under! Under!

-Upper tip!

-His is some temper.

-Forget it. Outside again. Outside.

-I got it, I got it, got it.

-No idea what you'll do next?

-Go and see my mother.

Maybe look for some work

down there. Who knows?

-Hey.

-Hi.

Excuse me. Have you seen Howie?

Howie. I don't think I know a Howie.

He's tall, sort of light-haired.

He was with Ron Desjardins.

-Oh, Mike's friend Howie.

-They were gonna come over here.

The guys all went to play

basketball. Maybe they ended up there.

These all yours?

God, I hope not. Just this one and

that one. And I got one at my mother's.

Wow. You wanna sit a

bit? We got some iced tea.

No, thanks. I gotta find Howie. Come

on, all of you, let's go. Bye, now.

-Bye.

-Bye-bye.

Three kids, Jesus.

There but for the grace of Ovral-21 .

Short.

It's up.

-Back, back!

-Oh, yeah!

Got him. You got him.

-Back!

-Got him.

-Oh, yeah!

-I got him. I got it!

-It's up.

-I got it, I got it.

-I got it. Michael, Michael!

-Stay with him.

-Got it, got it.

-Mike, stay on him.

-I got him.

-Nothing, nothing.

-All right. Wide open.

-Yeah! Oh, yeah!

Nothing.

Shoot it!

Nice, nice.

That's it, that's it, that's it.

-Take the shot.

-Okay.

-Jesus.

-Okay, okay.

-Go, go.

-Got it.

I got it.

Nice, nice.

Baby.

-Got it.

-Watch it here.

J.T.!

-I got it. I got it, I got it.

-J.T.!

Nice tip.

-Turn it around!

-Damn it.

-Call it.

-Foul.

-That's out.

-Their ball, their ball.

-That's going out!

-That's ours, that's ours.

Outside, outside.

-Coming through, coming through.

-Watch the run.

-Sh*t, man.

-Are you all right?

-God, I creamed my head.

-You okay, J.T.?

-Kung-fu defense

there. -You okay?

-What is this, hockey?

-Forgot about the pole.

We better take a break.

Soak it in Epsom salt.

-My head?

-Coach used to prescribe it for everything.

-Sprain an ankle, sprain a wrist, break a leg.

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