Snow Angels Page #4
- Mm-hm. Yeah, well, you know...
...when she gets like that
there's nothing you can do.
No, nothing. And my mother acts
like it's all my fault.
Hm. Like she never yelled at you.
I actually don't think she really ever did.
Hey, excuse me a second.
Hi, can I just borrow your pepper?
Just for a second? Thanks.
I like the big mug, you know?
So let me take care of her more
and take the burden off of you, you know?
I don't think I'm really comfortable
with that right now, Glenn.
Yeah, I know.
I don't care what the judge said,
I'm not a dangerous person.
I wanna be a good father, you know.
I am a good father.
You know I am.
And I love Tara very, very, very much.
I know that you do.
So, I just... I think you should let me.
Thank you.
So, what did you wanna
talk to me about?
What do you mean?
You said you had stuff
you wanted to talk to me about.
You know, I just wanted to take you
to a nice restaurant, you know?
I have to ask you something.
I found this... I found this in your pants...
...and it's a receipt from the Stardust Motel
and it's from last Friday...
...when I worked that double,
and that's your signature.
Right there, that's your signature.
Sweetie, you know
I don't have a credit card.
Okay.
- Um, are you f***ing Annie?
- Oh, boy.
Why would I do that?
You didn't have to pay for your half.
- It's okay. It's not a big deal.
Hey, would you like to go see
a movie with me next week?
I'm probably working.
- Your mom says you got Thursdays off.
I don't have every Thursday off.
I'd have to check my sched...
And stop asking my mother
about my schedule.
Yeah. Do you just not wanna
go out with me?
No, it's complicated, you know?
- Are you seeing somebody?
- Glenn, stop.
- Stop what? What?
- Glenn. You're doing it again.
- What am I doing?
- You're being insecure. Stop it.
It's just a little weird
being asked on a date by your husband...
...and after everything...
- I'm fine. I'm fine. God.
All that is done.
I'm just trying to make a connec...
Is it done? Are you fine?
I'm fine. I'm all better. Seriously.
I mean, you know, can't you tell?
Well, your ears got bigger.
Yeah, I got weird ears. Well, just...
with me again sometime.
- Okay. No, I will, and...
- Just think about it.
Thanks.
- Well...
- Well, I'm gonna go.
Okay.
- Didn't go too well, did it?
- It was good.
It's okay.
I love you.
Hello?
- Barb?
Is this Annie? Listen, Nate isn't gonna
be able to meet you right now.
I'm talking with him.
I'm talking to my husband, all right?
God, what's up with you?
Why did you do this?
Barb, I'm sorry.
I don't care whether you're sorry,
and I don't care what you say.
Don't ever call here again.
I hope you don't think
you're staying here.
Where am I gonna go, huh?
She said if she found me at home
when she got home she'd kill me.
Well, I could tell you
where a nice motel is.
- That's so stupid.
- She's sleeping.
Sorry.
She found a carbon from the motel.
She just sprung it on me.
I didn't know what to say.
- What was I supposed to say?
- So you told her it was me?
Huh?
- Did you tell her it was me?
- Yeah, I told her.
- I'm not gonna lie to her.
- What do you mean?
- You lied to her for weeks.
- You were the first name she came up with.
Oh, and you said yes?
F***.
- You hungry?
- No. F***.
Go back to sleep.
It's okay.
- Okay, go back to sleep.
- Here, Mommy.
Thank you.
Come on, baby, it's late.
- Mommy?
- Yeah?
- My doll fell on the floor.
- Did it?
- Yeah.
- Here you go.
Snuggle down, baby.
Hey.
Hey.
What's all the ruckus?
You drinking? You drinking?
I'm drinking.
Can I get a beer and something short?
Where do I begin?
Mmm.
Hey, Annie.
What's happened to Barb, please?
Barb, can we talk?
Can I talk to you?
We can talk
when you quit this f***ing job.
I can't quit. I can't.
Apparently, you can do whatever
you wanna:
- Come on, Annie.
- Will you listen to me?
You did this to yourself!
Guys, what the hell are you doing?
What you doing? What's going on?
Annie, I wanna know
what's going on here.
I can't believe you're here right now.
I don't wanna look at you.
There's no excuse.
I'm not gonna make up something.
- I thought we were friends.
- We are. We are friends.
Just because your relationship fell apart
doesn't give you any right...
...to tear mine down. Until I can find
another job, I don't wanna look at you.
I don't need this bullshit.
Annie, phone call.
F***ing b*tch.
F***. Coffee. Be right back.
I know what's happening.
I know what's happening and I forgive you.
We're all forgiven. I believe that.
I have to believe it.
Please leave me alone, Glenn.
Do you want me to have to call the police?
And don't give me that born-again bullshit,
and stop spying on me!
Are you having sex with him in our house?
In our bed?
How can you do...?
I love Nate, Annie.
You should know that.
God, you kill me.
My dad got this for me last summer.
I haven't really used it, though.
- See anything you wanna take a picture of?
- No.
Life-affirming...
- Dad?
- Arthur?
What are you doing here?
Taking my friend to get her camera fixed.
- Hi.
- Hi.
- Lila. Nice to meet you.
- Hi, hi. Nice to meet...
- Hello, I'm Marcia.
- Hi.
Marcia. Hi, I'm Marcia.
Hansel thought it strange
that they...
Look, he's got blue-suede shoes
like Elvis.
Aha.
Mm-hm.
He's like Elvis
except without the amphetamines.
- Look. Candy!
- I know. It's terrific.
- What are you doing?
Eating candy.
Have you eaten anything
good for you today?
- Want some candy?
- She had a pickle.
- What did you have to eat today?
Let her have some candy.
Why should she have candy?
- Okay, try decaf.
- What's the matter?
- Look, do not do what I told you not to do!
Spit that out now!
Tara. Okay, you know what?
You, young lady, are gonna listen...
- Stay out of this.
- What's the deal?
We're gonna go upstairs and bath
and you're gonna wash your face.
Annie! Get that car out of here!
Goddamn it.
Don't get mad at me.
Whose car is this, man?
- Annie! Who you got in there?
It's okay.
Oh, man.
Nice car.
- Don't touch my car.
- Don't touch my f***ing car, man.
That's a nice car.
Don't touch my car.
- For a pimp.
You can't be on this property, chief.
You understand?
Hey, man, don't f***ing tell me
I'm not allowed here.
- This is my house, man.
- Not anymore.
That's my family in there.
- That's far enough.
- Aren't you a nurse, Buster Brown?
Go home, will you? Go home.
Hey, Annie, you don't take my calls?
You don't want me to see my daughter?
Aren't you supposed to be
selling carpets?
- Come on, get out of here. Hey, hey.
- Hey, hey.
What are you, a kung fu guy?
What are you, kung fu? You kung fu?
You better get your head and your ass
wired together.
- Yeah. Peace.
- You understand?
- I'll suck you right up my tailpipe, bro.
Piece of sh*t.
- Tailpipe my...
Motherf***er!
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