Take Care Page #2

---

Like, it's like in...

It was in the bathroom...

Okay.

Is there anything else

you need me to do before I go?

Oh, hey, how's your pain?

Totally hurts all the time.

So, uh, be sure

and give me a call

after the PT nurse

gets here, okay?

- I got to get off to work.

- What? Wait. You...

You can't stay?

Oh, no, sweetie.

I got to go.

Okay.

Okay, bye.

Bye.

I...

How are you going

to buzz her in?

I have no idea.

I don't know. I guess I'll just

get up and do it.

I'm going to order you

a wheelchair.

Right? Right.

Because you could wheel yourself

to the door.

Hey, did I...

Did you hear about the devil?

Yes.

We talked about it.

We did?

Yeah.

Before the accident.

Isn't that insane?

It was like $6 million.

Okay.

Frannie,

please do not obsess about him.

I'm...

Please.

Please.

Sometimes bad things

happen to good people.

And good things happen

to bad people.

There's nothing we can do

about it.

We just try and act

a little dignified, okay?

Great. I got to go.

I love you.

Bye.

Topped with caramelized pecans.

Then the strawberries

that we cut up

just soaking in that sugar,

that natural sweetness,

just coming out from

the strawberry and the juice.

Oh! I can just taste it.

You can also use this

on pound cakes,

cereal, banana splits and...

I hate you.

I hate you.

Ha!

Ha!

Huh?

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Ah, ah.

Oh, f***!

Oh!

I'm going to kill you!

Ow! Okay...

Can you please

lower your f***ing music?

Jesus Christ.

Hey! And keep it lower, okay?

So I don't have

to come back here again.

It's the middle

of the afternoon.

It's not like it's 2:00

in the morning.

You going to argue with me?

Crippled lady in the hallway?

Huh?

Fine.

And you know what else?

Hey!

You have to come make me

a sandwich.

So, um, what is up with all

the music and the grunting?

Are you, like, exercising?

None of your business.

Well, you don't have

to be rude about it.

How am I rude?

Because I don't want to haul you

up five flights of stairs?

Or, like, talk about what I do

inside my own home?

Yeah. For starters.

Why? So that then you can

call me every day and be like,

"I am so sorry,

I really am so sorry,

but can you buy me

some toilet paper?"

Or, like, "Oh, hey,

do you want to watch TV with me?

I'm so lonely."

You know what? You're...

You're awful.

You know what?

I have a mom and a crazy sister

I have to worry about,

all right?

I have an old aunt who lives

in Connecticut

who I never get to visit,

all right?

And, yeah, when I get home I

want to work out like an animal.

So why should I care

about some injured neighbour

who doesn't have anybody

to take care of her?

I have people

to take care of me.

Okay?

Really.

Yeah. Really.

I could be living in New Jersey

right now if I wanted to,

with my sister, but I am

choosing to be independent.

Yeah, very independent.

Knock, knock.

"Hey, stranger,

make me a sandwich."

I was hit by a car!

Okay?

Jesus Christ, I just...

Forgive me for wanting

to be in my own home.

And my friends said

that they would help me.

But they don't want to help you.

Yes, they...

They're just being nice.

They want to go to the movies,

or they want to go out to eat,

or whatever other

fun things they do.

Just not sitting here with you.

Because everyone's

just trying to squeeze out

a little happiness from life,

or just get

some boring sh*t done.

And the last thing they want

is someone getting in their way.

When someone asks me

to do them a favour,

it feels like they're literally

sucking the air out of my lungs.

Like they're trying

to steal my life.

Go.

Goodbye.

At least I'm honest.

Hey.

Oh, hey.

Um, you know,

I've been thinking.

Yeah.

Yeah. Um...

you know, maybe it would be

better if I just...

You know, if I just came

to New Jersey.

What, uh... What made you

change your mind?

Just, um...

You know, I realized it was

kind of selfish of me

to, you know, want to be here...

inconveniencing everyone.

No, but seriously,

you know that, uh, that pipe

that burst in the den, right?

Yeah.

Right, so that's being torn up.

So, uh, you'd have to s-stay

in the living room.

Okay.

But it'll be so fun

either way, right?

The kids are going to be

so happy to have you there.

So I'll see you tonight.

Actually, no.

Jason's coming over tonight.

So I'm good to go.

Okay. See you in the morning.

Okay.

Bye.

You cannot stay

with your sister.

You can't do it.

You need to maintain

your own person space.

Really? Is it that terrible

an idea?

Montclair?

In her living room.

Honey, no.

No, I'm going to second him.

No.

There's no f***ing way

I'm letting you go to Montclair.

That's like the worst idea

I've heard this entire year.

Absolutely not.

Really?

I'm sorry,

what is your name again?

Lawrence.

Hi.

Hi.

Where's your bathroom?

Um, it's right there.

Thanks.

Thank you.

You go, girl.

Oh, my God.

Jase...

Oh, no, no, no.

Okay, I'm sorry.

You knew you were coming.

You're supposed to give me

a sponge bath.

I know. Things happen,

and they changed.

Did you meet him on Grinder?

What?

You met him on Grinder.

I was online for two minutes,

and his headline

was "cutie with a booty."

It just drew me right in.

Jason!

Look at me. I can't meet

a new gay looking like this.

Look, I'm in a garbage bag!

So what? Whatever, like we care.

Look. Jason, please don't

take your pants off.

Okay, I won't. I'm sorry.

Can I say something?

What?

He's really cute though, right?

: And so nice!

He's so f***ing nice.

So cute, his little eyes.

He's so cute I'm going to punch

him in the face! I love him.

How cute is that?

Hi.

You're supposed

to give me a sponge bath.

What? I'm going to give you

a sponge bath.

I smell like a... I'm so sorry.

I could help.

I had a grandma,

she lived to be 102.

You know what? He could help.

He had a grandma, 102.

He used to give sponge baths

to his grandmother.

So we'll give you

a sponge bath together.

It's perfect!

You guys, please.

I'm good.

I can do it myself.

I'm good.

I love you.

I loved meeting you.

I am... I'm good.

All right. Okay, okay.

Okay, fine. You know what?

Let's go. We'll go.

Oh, my God!

What?

The devil.

Frannie had

this boyfriend, okay?

Took care of him for two years.

Colon cancer.

Oh, my God.

Through the whole thing.

And then you know what?

He broke up with her.

No.

Yeah. He did.

Yeah, and now he just sold some

kind of like techie thingy.

Well, I mean, obviously...

I mean, who isn't selling

a techie thingy?

He's all over the Internet.

It's literally multi millions

of dollars.

It's not really that big.

My whole point is...

All I'm saying is you're being

a little dramatic right now.

It's not that big of a deal.

You are going through it.

Right?

Hello?

Hey, Devon.

Frannie?

Yeah. It's me, Frannie.

Hi.

Um, what are you...?

Yeah, I know. I know,

it's kind of late. I'm sorry.

I just...

Um, I wanted to talk.

You want to talk now?

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes