Tadpole Page #5
You're taking advantage of him.
Oh, bullshit, Eve.
Oscar's a smart kid.
Now, there are
some forty-year-old men...
of whom I am taking advantage.
Am I overreacting?
He's fifteen!
Well, you and I were hardly
innocent when we were fifteen.
Who went to the Jefferson
Airplane concert...
and pulled down
their tube top and...
That's different, OK?
All right, that's different.
I know why you're upset.
that deep down inside...
if our situations
were reversed...
you would have done
the exact same thing.
- Don't be ridiculous.
- You would have.
With a fifteen-year-old?
Not on your life.
Not just a fifteen-year-old.
A smart, sweet,
passionate person.
You're not the only one
with something missing.
Samantha Steadman
And you let her?
He can take care of himself.
I'm not his mother.
Neither are you.
What is wrong
with your friends?
- Nothing.
- Jesus.
And if you hadn't met somebody
in a really long time...
who was very excited
about life...
you would consider
a fifteen-year-old.
Love-thirty
Or, zero-thirty.
As if you know what love means
Comes from
the French word for egg.
L'oeuf
Eve...
I know how it must look.
I understand how misled
you must feel.
of love and livers
cheap, meaningless...
sexual intercourse
with your best friend.
No.
That's fifteen-thirty, right?
Serve!
Eve...
sometimes
the natural call of man...
is just too strong to...
No. Ugh.
So that's fifteen-forty, right?
A ratio
you seem particularly fond of.
And, yes, Eve,
true passion does still exist...
and I know this...
because I'm a man
who feels true passion.
I think you'll be fine.
If you're gonna mess with
the stuff of
Greek tragedies. Oscar
you're gonna have to be
prepared for the fallout.
Charlie, help me.
OK, let's look
at this rationally.
If you had met Eve
in, say, a coffee shop...
would you still be
attracted to her?
I mean, it's not just 'cause
she's your mother, is it?
She's not my mother.
Stop saying that.
OK, look,
maybe it's not your fault.
Since your father's been
married to another woman
in the eyes of the church,
he's a polygamist.
So maybe you're just
genetically predisposed...
that is, programmed
to repeat the mistakes...
or sins of your biological...
Shut up, Charlie.
You kids having fun?
Do you want some cookies
or anything?
No, ma, we're fine.
My, Oscar, I can't believe
how big you've gotten.
Yeah, I guess
All right, yeah, uh...
All right, ma, thanks.
And I'll, uh, see you later.
Stick to your own mom,
will you?
Hey, Jimmy.
What's on your mind, Tadpole?
Nobody calls me that anymore,
Jimmy.
What do they call you now?
Stupid.
Everything's messed up.
Well, what's the trouble,
Tadp... uh, Stupid?
Women, I guess.
Not girls?
No, they're definitely women.
No women...
no cry.
Thanks for that, Jimmy.
I made you a sandwich.
Thanks.
Grilled cheese... my favorite
I know
Good thing it's something
I can actually cook.
He won't use teflon.
Well, he's a traditionalist.
These, uh, teflon make
replacement heart valves, right?
You know way too much
for a fifteen-year-old.
Nothing worth knowing.
That's not true, Oscar...
plenty worth knowing.
You know...
with Diane...
Oscar, I've already decided
it's really none of my business.
You are old enough
to make your own decisions.
I want to explain.
With Diane, well...
it was teflon sex.
Pardon me?
She was doing this thing
to my back... pressing.
And I was drunk,
she's a chiropractor...
- that kind of thing.
- That kind of thing.
Hormones racing out of control
or pheromones.
I'm not that kind of a person.
You told me once
that it could be years...
before anyone
really understood...
what the hell
I was talking about...
but that the day would come...
when everyone caught up to me.
And while I knew that maybe
you were just being kind...
I knew one thing.
That I love...
things.
- And, and, uh...
- It's OK.
And there was Diane...
and she was...
wearing your scarf.
I better do the dishes.
Well, I lost big-time.
Look at you.
You're a good boy, Oscar.
Where's Eve?
How should I know?
In bed. Probably
Probably.
That Professor Tisch,
I think he's a cheat.
I bet he palms
off the bottom of the deck.
Oscar. have you noticed
this weekend?
Different? Like what?
I don't know,
for the last few months...
she's been going to bed
earlier.
Maybe she's just tired, or...
Or what?
I don't know what.
Maybe I'm missing something.
I thought about
what you said last night.
Maybe I haven't been
listening too well.
Then again, maybe
I'm just imagining things.
Tom. Get your plane
right on time
I know
your part'll go fine
Fly down to Mexico
Do-n-do-n-do-n-do
and here I am
The only living boy
in New York
I get the news I need
on the weather report
I can gather all the news
I need on the weather report
Hey. I got nothing to do
today but smile
Do-n-do-n-do-n-do
and here I am
The only living boy
in New York
Half of the time we're gone.
But we don't know where
And we don't know when
Ahh
I'll get your ticket.
I'll be right back.
You have a loose button.
I'd sew it for you,
but I don't sew.
I know.
I'm not a very good mother...
step-mother.
Who says they have
to cook and sew?
Anyway,
you know how to monitor...
cardiac myocytes...
that's enough.
How's your liver?
Hurts.
Broken?
No.
I love your father very much.
Me, too.
So, see you back here
You two look very serious
We're talking about Christmas.
Oscar's going to his mother's
in France.
He is?
We're going to Portugal,
just the two of us.
- We are?
- Lf you want.
Hey.
Bye, sweetie.
Here.
Thanks, Oscar.
You're welcome.
See you at school.
OK.
"If we don't find
anything pleasant...
something new."
What's that?
Voltaire.
Oh, right.
See you at school.
She is so hot for you.
She smells nice.
She what?
Still don't know
what I was waiting for
And my time
was running wild
So, what happened with Eve?
Every time
I thought I'd got it made
Come on, talk to me, Grubber.
So I turned myself
to face me
Well, it wasn't as important
as I thought it was.
Of how the others
must see the faker
I'm much too fast
to take that test
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
Turn and face the strain
Ch-ch-ch-changes
Don't want to be
a richer man
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
Turn and face the strain
Ch-ch-ch-changes
Just gonna have to be
a different man
Time may change me
But I can't trace time
Ooh. Yeah
I watch the ripples
change their size
of warm impermanence
And so the days
float through my eyes
But still the days
seem the same
And these children
that you spit on
As they try
Are immune
to your consultations
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