Stay Hungry Page #4

I'll tell you that right now.

- Be very cool.

- Never.

You know why?

Because my daddy was sheriff,

that's why.

Let's get out of here.

Come on. Come on.

Wait, you don't even

like this thing?

Sir, take this

to the nearest museum...

will you please?

Thank you very much.

Did you see what that crazy

son of a b*tch gave me, huh?

Well, I'll take it.

OK, square the shoulders...

keep it tight down.

Now, shoulders back...

Keep the hip inside...

Tie the belt. Good girl.

OK, shoulders...

Down. Get down further.

Get down further.

OK, on defense...

70%of the weight

is in the back.

OK, ladies, let me

show it to you again, OK?

All right,

let's try it again.

Line up.

Terrific, terrific.

Pathetic. Take a break.

Say the precepts.

Ding-a-ling.

I don't know if it's me, them,

or I'm a bad teacher.

They can't even get position one

after three months of class.

But when they do get it,

look out.

They'll wipe out Birmingham

and everybody in it.

- Mrs. Clyde?

- Yeah.

She had an argument

with her husband...

about who's gonna take

the child to school.

So she chops him one

right in his private area.

Now they all want black belts.

Pretty soon they'll have

to invent a new color.

Gold, maybe or... pink.

How are things on the mountain?

Oh, Anita,

we're having the best time.

You know what we do?

We go outside--

Good. I'm glad

somebody's life is terrific.

Very nice,

Mrs. Clyde, very nice.

Thank you.

Ladies, let's see if

we can do as well as last time.

Here are your supplies

you asked for.

Goddamn it, Newton!

How many times

I have to tell you...

knock before you come in here.

Damn it,

I was doing my pushups.

All right, Joe, can you handle

a little more weight?

Here I come. Open up!

Ain't he wonderful?

Don't you just love him?

Joe, when are you gonna

take that mask off?

Oh, Joe...

I missed you.

There's my man.

How you been, Hal?

Fine, Craig, fine.

You expecting buffalo

up this way, or what?

No. Just a little maintenance.

Come on in.

You're looking good, Hal.

You're looking

all right yourself, Craig.

How are you?

Well, I've been busy.

Pretty busy.

Some of us have got

to earn a living, you know?

Why are you eating

that carrot like that?

It's good for your jaw muscles.

I eat ten of

these little suckers a day.

- Here, try it.

- No, hey--

- Craig, here.

- It's healthy for you.

No... Iook, Craig,

what the hell is going on?

Jabo and those guys

won't wait forever, you know.

It's been almost two weeks.

You don't come to meetings--

I've been down there.

He doesn't want to sell.

Oh, great.

Besides, I'm not too interested

in this deal anymore.

You're not too interested.

Listen, buddy,

You better get interested...

because you got my tail

in a crack down there.

Don't you know

what kind of guys these are?

I know--

They'll have our legs broken

or something.

What the hell

am I gonna tell them?

Tell 'em everything

is fine as wine, Hal.

I don't give a damn

what you tell 'em.

What's all the fussing

about in here?

Mary Tate Farnsworth,

Hal Foss.

How are you?

Everything's fine, baby.

We're just doing

a little business here.

Why don't you go take a bath?

Well, what kind of business?

Go and take your bath,

will you please?

OK, Craig, now I understand...

but listen, Craig...

this whole thing

is too big a deal...

for you to blow

over a little tail...

even if it does

look like that one.

Ease off, Hal.

Come on.

Hey, don't you think...

you're taking

this attraction of yours...

to other types of people

too far?

Ease off, mother.

Come on, man,

take a look at yourself.

Stop it.

Look, you're up here in

your parents' house...

you're letting people

down on deals...

while you whoremonger

around with broads--

I ought to kick

your ass for that, boy.

Listen to me, damn it.

I'm telling you

as a friend, Craig...

you have got to get

yourself on track.

- Ka-ra-te!

- Grow up, will you?

I could take your eye out...

Iike popping an olive

out of a bottle, boy.

Kill your ass

deader than a snapper.

You're pitiful, you know that?

You are really pitiful.

Everything OK down there?

Yeah.

Who was he, anyway?

Ohh... just a friend.

Why don't ol' William

answer that phone?

He's hard of hearing.

Forget it.

I know who it is, anyway.

One thing I can't stand is

a phone that don't quit ringing.

Listen, Mary...

do you think

Thor would ever sell the spa?

No. He still thinks

it's gonna make him rich.

Hoop looks better on me,

doesn't it?

Yeah.

It doesn't look like he's doing

much business down there.

You know, the first thing...

The first thing that...

people give up

during a recession...

is their membership

in clubs like that.

I'm sorry. My dance card's

completely filled.

You know,

I've always wondered...

how you ladies

get out of these things.

My dance card just emptied.

No!

William. Get up.

William...

What are you doing?

I'm quitting,

that's what I'm doing.

You aren't serious, are you?

Yes, sir, I'm serious.

And I'd like

to tell you something.

Your grandmama...

your grandmama,

bless her soul...

if she could see what

you're doing down here...

in her living room

where she entertained...

quality-born

ladies and gentlemen...

she'd come out of

that picture on the wall...

and drive a butcher knife

through your heart...

and I would help her!

Disgrace!

What's the matter with him?

William...

William.

You been with us for 52 years.

Yes, sir.

Fifty-two long, good years.

But no more.

Come on, Willie.

And I'm taking everything

that belongs to me.

Your grandmama left me

a lot of stuff in her will.

She left me this here, too.

Don't worry, honey.

I'll be back to get you...

and I'm gonna take

your poor blind eyes outta here.

You hear? I'll be back.

Dear Craig...

traditionally,

your Uncle Henry has been...

the Blake family's

most notable black sheep.

You seem to be coming up

fast on the outside.

I'll be returning

from South Africa...

in time to attend

Amy Walterson's party.

I assume you'll be there.

Fondest regards, Uncle Albert.

Come on. Let's go.

Still don't feel like telling me

where you're taking me?

Relax.

Hey, Joe! By doggies!

I haven't seen you

in a month of Sundays.

I wasn't expecting you

down here now.

That's my friend, Craig Blake.

This is Tom Haley.

- How do you do, Mr. Haley?

- I'm glad to know you.

Pleased to meet you.

My pleasure.

Why don't you go on around

where they're tuning up...

and we'll be around there

in a little bit.

Hey, son. Where you from?

Birmingham.

Birmingham? Oh, man.

They don't even whistle

down there anymore.

You know what that is

you're listening at?

No, sir,

I can't really say that I do.

That's true stick fiddling.

When you play it on a stand

or off the music...

it's not called stick fiddling.

It's called a violin.

Now, Joe there,

when he first come out...

he asked if he could look on...

and see how

he's using that bow now?

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