She's So Lovely Page #6

No, I'm not sick.

- I wasn't gonna call you.

- You wasn't?

Joey insisted that he take

Jeannie down to see you.

Joey? Who is he? Should I know?

He'll tell ya.

Oh, sh*t.

You ready?

I don't know what

I'm supposed to do.

You just be you.

You can say anything you want.

Or, if you... don't want to talk,

you don't have to.

I mean, you know, we can be nice.

Remember, he's your father, and it's

important that you meet your father.

- But you're my father.

- You got that right!

I have you and you have me, period.

Just because you didn't

come from me

doesn't mean that I don't love you

as much as if you did.

I love you just as much

as your sisters.

Probably more.

You feel that, though, don't you?

I mean, you... you know it.

I mean, you can feel it?

Yeah, I do.

All right. All right, let's do this.

Don't tell your sisters

what I told you, 'cause I'll deny it.

I know you kids.

You like to torture each other.

- OK, Dad.

- Look at this place, it's a fleabag.

Jesus Christ, I'm surprised

anybody lives here.

I'm makin' toys.

This is your daughter Jeannie.

I'm Joey Giamonti.

Hi.

Hi.

That's a very pretty dress.

Thank you.

Do you recognize me?

Almost.

I mean, I practically do.

Except, I was sick,

and I lost something up here, I think.

Are you very big for your age?

Maureen must feed you well.

Amazing, really.

You been away a long time.

Come here.

All right, look. You've been

on the inside for ten years.

- Where?

- In the institution.

The kid is nine.

Nine years old?

Yeah, while you were on the inside.

- You're nine?

- Nine.

- And who are you?

- Who am I?

I been Jeannie's father for nine years.

Maureen divorced you.

They said you was never

going to get well.

- Who said that?

- Maureen and the hospital.

Yeah. So I married Maureen

and I adopted Jeannie.

And let me tell you something else.

When I found Maureen, she was dead.

Depressed, pregnant.

Really at the f***in' bottom.

Thinkin' all sorts of weird sh*t.

And I helped get her off

the drugs and the booze.

We even quit smokin' together.

You know, forget about that.

That's not important.

The thing is she thinks

she loves you.

She doesn't, but she thinks she does.

OK. I see.

Do you have a cold?

Because you act like you do.

I don't know if you really do or not,

but you act like you're all choked up

on phlegm or something.

F*** did you say to me?

You puttin' me on?

Daddy, remember what you said?

Take it easy on him.

Be quiet and sit down.

You f***in' around with me?

'Cause believe me, I'm not playin'.

- I love Maureen.

- No! I love her!

You don't love anybody!

She's my wife. We got a family.

You just forget about her.

She's not even

the same person anymore.

You don't even think

about her, understand?

Look, I know all about you.

Maureen told me everything. OK?

I don't give a goddamn who you are!

You're not going to come in

and take a sh*t on my life!

You got that?

Do you wanna hit me? Because...

you act like you do, and I accept that,

but I can't get contaminated again.

So you just have to tell me

what you want.

What I want? What the f***...

What the f*** you mean, what do I...

All right, look. We're havin' dinner

at the house. Why don't you be there?

- Why?

- Why?

To settle it!

Why the f*** you think, "Why?"

You got a problem, I got a problem.

Daddy, that's not the way

you ask people to dinner!

Shut up and sit down!

- Now, can you read?

- Yeah.

- You know where Chestnut is?

- Yeah.

- There it is. Be there, bring a friend.

- I can't.

Well, then don't.

I don't understand why you

want me to bring a friend.

Do what you want. Just show up.

We'll straighten this f***ing thing out.

I love Maureen.

And I don't give a damn

if you're married to her or not.

If I come to your house

for dinner, I'm takin' her with me.

Here.

Let's drink it.

You can't walk in there

with a half a bottle of wine.

I can't go in there by myself, Shorty.

You gotta come with.

Inside? Forget about it.

We'll be waitin' right here.

Come on, Shorty.

He said I could bring someone.

Can't ya see he's nervous?

Let's walk him in.

You shut up!

I'll go in with him.

Am I supposed to sit

in the car all f***in' night?

Yeah, you talk too much.

Forget about it.

F*** you, Shorty.

- Shut up.

- I gotta have a drink.

Why the f***

did they ever let you out?

Come on, buddy. You're f***in' up.

We'll have a drink inside!

- I broke!

- You didn't break.

Oh, Jesus. I wanna go back.

- Come on!

- Go ahead!

- How do I look?

- Oh, honey, you look great.

That haircut I gave you, this beautiful

new outfit. Makes ME sweat.

Go get her, Tiger. Come on.

- Come on, come on!

- Come on, ya gonna be fine.

Don't leave me out here

all f***in' night, Shorty!

Shut up.

- How long was I in?

- Ten years, I told you.

- Come on.

- She said three months.

Shorty, this is Joey.

Joey, this is Shorty.

Yeah, good to see ya.

You told me to bring a friend,

I brought a friend.

Brought a bottle of wine,

too, but I drank it.

- Have a seat.

- Fine.

Where's my ex-wife?

She's not feeling very well.

But, uh, she'll be down.

We have two girls. That's Rosie

and Dolly. You already know Jeannie.

- Hello.

- Hi.

If you'll excuse me for a minute...

I'll see if she's ready to come down.

Certainly.

Your haircut's nice.

Thanks. This is Shorty.

- Hi.

- Hi.

What's his real name?

I dunno. Shorty,

that's what we call him.

Tony Russo.

I'm your father's best friend.

Maureen.

Maureen. Wake up.

Time to go.

Time to come downstairs.

Joey! Can you sit down

for a minute?

- I never lied to you.

- I know that.

Well, I lied to him.

I lied to him a lot.

Anyway, I swear to God.

You know how you love me?

This guy goes right off

the bridge for me.

I think he went nuts for me.

Anyway, I just want you

to know it's not you.

- It's just, I owe this guy.

- Bullshit!

You don't owe anybody

except your kids.

Now, you do what you think

is right, baby.

I'm going downstairs.

I'll see you there.

The problem isn't

you and it isn't me, OK?

It's the kids. I mean, Jeannie, she's big.

She's almost grown.

But she still needs her mother.

OK? And the other two,

forget about it.

I can't do anything to hurt them.

You see, we're a family, OK?

And the key to that family

is your ex-wife.

She's... the spit that holds it

all together, you understand?

So what you're saying is kids

are more important than you and me?

They are to me.

What are you telling him that for?

Your fight with him is about Mom!

It has nothing to do with me.

- Hey!

- Don't be so harsh.

I understand what

your father's sayin'. It's very clear.

Kid shouldn't talk up like that.

Shows disrespect.

- Gotta be polite to your parents.

- He's not my father.

Eddie's my real father.

But I don't want you.

You're not the one I married.

Yeah, that's right, and when she gets

older she's gonna realize...

that anybody can be your father.

It just don't matter.

Jesus Christ, what have I got here?

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