Senseless Page #8

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- Hold on, Scott. Scott...

- Get over there, buddy. Come on now.

Let's go.

Take the hits.

Aah! Yeah, like that.

- I don't feel anything.

- Aah! You suck!

Aah!

- Aah!

- Jesus.

[Laughs] Yeah!

- [Grunts]

- [Paddle Whooshes, Whacks]

My mama hits harder

than that.

[Whistling]

- Yeah!

- [Whacking Continues]

[Crowd Chattering, Shouting]

[Cheering]

[Announcer] Tonight, your Panthers

face off against the mighty team...

from Astoria University for

a chance to lead the division...

in something other than tuition.

Chet, the Panthers haven't

beaten Astoria in 30 years,

but with Witherspoon in net

this charged-up Stratford crowd...

has found a reason to believe.

[Chet] And Astoria takes

the face-off and races down the ice...

towards star goalie Witherspoon.

[Grunts]

[Chet] Oh! Witherspoon takes out

one of the good guys!

And Astoria picks up a gimme.

Yeah!

Whoo!

- Goddamn!

- Ah, God! Come on!

- [All Moaning]

- I'm gonna get outta here. Let's go.

[Chet] With five minutes left,

Astoria leads by 12.

- [Horn Sounds]

- Where is it? Where is it?

- [Grunts]

- This sucks!

- [Whistle Blows]

- Janice, baby, please be home.

- [Bell Rings]

Don't say anything, please.

Oh. God, this is

so hard for me.

I'm sorry. You believed in me

when nobody else did.

You made me feel special,

and I let you down.

I betrayed you;

I hurt you.

And because of that, I might

lose something that I want so much.

I'm not gonna lose it

without a fight.

Look, I know this sounds crazy, but...

I think I love you.

I love the way you feel; I love the way

you smell; I love your body.

Damn, baby, your breasts got big!

Ohh!

No!

[Grunts]

Daddy, what...

Darryl?

This is the guy

I was telling you about.

Darryl?

Mr. Tyson?

What the hell are you doing here?

- This is my daughter.

- That's your father?

So your mama must be black.

Mr. Tyson, are you dipping

in the chocolate?

Is this the young man

you've been seeing?

Save your breath.

I've already given myself the lecture.

Now I'm gonna give you

the lecture, Darryl.

Next time you wanna pull that whole

sweet, honest, decent young man con,

do it on someone else.

It wasn't a con.

I am that man.

- Spare me, Darryl.

- I'm just going through a whole

lot of stuff right now, okay?

- What stuff?

- Well...

You know, I don't want to hear it.

Look, it doesn't matter, okay?

Lt'll all be over soon, I promise.

Look, I'm every bit

the man I said I was.

- Why should I believe you?

- Because I need you to.

Come on.

Trust me.

I wish I could.

J...

[Sighs]

[Patrons Chattering]

Hey.

Tim. Where you been, man?

I've been looking all over town for you.

- Look, I need your help, bro.

- Yeah, anything.

All right. Look. Tomorrow's the final

competition for the Smythe-Bates job.

Dude, I gotta study.

Will you help me?

Hell, yeah.

I appreciate you helping me

study like this, Dad.

I'm not going to help you; they are.

[Industrial Rock]

- When growth funds do well,

value funds do what?

- Not so well.

- As you can see...

- Mm-hmm.

Is perfect competition possible?

The analytic model...

- When growth funds do well,

value funds do...

- Not so well.

- Because?

- Because I said so.

Can we move on?

That isn't enough, Scott.

What you're missing is the reason why.

No, what I'm missing is the latte

I ordered ten minutes ago.

[Punk Rock]

Well, I drink like a squid.

[Man] The NASDAQ rebounded sharply

from last week's slump...

- [Man] Hey, my stocks are up.

- [All Commenting]

That doesn't make sense. Hey, smack him

on the ass with that thing, will ya?

Yeah, do it. No, don't do it.

I'm kidding.

- You really know this stuff.

- [Chuckles] Yeah.

Yeah, I like it rough. But you

gotta speak up. I can't hear you!

Janice? Baby?

Janice, it's me, Darryl.

Come on, baby. Pick up.

No, I don't think the vice

chairman of the Federal Reserve

would do that in this case.

Uh-huh.

And who are you to say that?

The, um, vice chairman

of the Federal Reserve.

- Ouch.

- But the bottom dropped out

of the market...

- In 1976 because of a hurricane

that destroyed the crops.

- All right!

In between manufacturers

of gross media parts is ignored,

as is the chain

of events that goes...

"l" equals delta...

Dog, you gotta go, eh?

I can't go, man.

I still don't have this chart down.

Dude, you've been studying

your ass off all night.

- Put some faith in fate. You're the man.

- All right.

I think this Protocol 563

is finally leaving my system.

- Hey, dog, I just wanted to thank...

- [Tim Moaning]

- Forget it.

- I'll take care of the tip.

All right.

Oh, no!

No!

Excuse me. I'm sorry.

Excuse me.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

- Hey, what's up?

- Hi. Hey.

- How you doing?

- Hey, listen.

I was wondering if you could show me

where the Smythe-Bates building is.

- You can't see?

- Mm-mm, no.

- You visually in-com-paired?

- Impaired.

Yeah, I can help you out, man.

- Oh, thank you, man. Thank you, brother.

- Brothers gotta stick together.

- Oh, definitely. Thank you, brother.

- Yeah, yeah.

- You know, I know a shortcut.

- Oh, really?

- Yeah. This way.

- Oh, thank you. Thank you.

- Quick, hurry.

- Thank God I met someone like you.

- No, thank God I met somebody like you.

- Huh?

- [Punches Landing]

- [Darryl Squealing]

[Car Horn Honks]

[Woman Screaming]

No, I don't have it.

Please, please...

Just leave me alone.

Go away! Stop it!

[People Chattering]

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

[Rattling]

Excuse me, sir. Can you show me where

the suits are? The drawers? Something.

- This guy is on break

right here, brother.

- Oh, how you doing?

- Maybe I can help you.

- I've got this interview

across the street in ten minutes.

I just got robbed. That's why

I'm sitting in your store assed out.

- Look! Literally!

- Yeah. Come on. Come on.

This way. Follow me.

Listen, my man.

I got $50 in my right sock.

I need this suit. I will come back

tomorrow and pay you, I promise.

- Okay. Young blind brother,

I'm gonna fix you up real good.

- My man.

- [Woman] Smythe-Bates. May I help you?

- [Elevator Bell Dings]

Excuse me.

Is this the 12th floor?

- Yes. Sir, may I help you?

- Yes.

Where's the men's room?

[Exhales, Screams]

What the...

No! I'll kill him!

[Garbled] Aw, sh*t!

Oh, what else can go wrong?

[Liquid Dribbling]

No! No!

[Sobbing]

No!

No! [Sobbing]

[Dr. Wheedon's Voice] The drug just

has to pass through your system.

Trust me,

you'll know when it's gone.

[Garbled]

Oh, no.

[Garbled Speech]

[Panting]

Together.

Get... your sh*t together.

[Laughing]

I'm gonna pay you guys back.

Can you believe me and the boys in

Leverage Buyout got into a water fight?

No. They're ready

for you... now.

- [Tyson] What time is it?

- [Proctor] Twenty after.

I made it. You're going to have

to excuse the suit.

Come to find out, I'm allergic

to everything but polyester.

My, uh, doctor prescribed

this suit for me.

Ladies and gentlemen,

we would like to welcome you...

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