Temps Page #7
- It's over.
- No, let's...
I love you.
-Okay.
-Bye.
Buddy, hello?
- These Tibetan monks
spend 12 painstaking months
creating these mandalas
with colored sand,
and I mean one grain at time.
The lama comes,
and he inspects each mandala,
and he gives his holy nod
of approval.
And then
he whisks the sand away,
just brushes it with a graceful
of his hand,
leaving behind just a smudge
of nothingness.
- Somebody I know
was eaten by a bear.
I'm working at a whack shack,
and I irrevocably f***ed up
the one relationship
I had in my life
that actually mattered,
and you're talking to me
about the impermanence
of sand mandalas?
- Hey, it's not
about the mandalas themselves,
it's about...
- i know what it's about.
You're ridiculous.
You're 50 years old, you live
on a boat that you don't own.
- I know it's
an unbelievable life.
-Unbelievably sad!
You just gave up, dad.
-Oh, wow.
Okay, Jeffy, I get it.
You know,
you have your perspective,
but I'm over here with mine,
and it's cool.
No one's right, no one's wrong.
-No, dad, you... Have to...
Always wrap everything up
in some new-age psycho-babble
self-help doublespeak
that no one understands,
including yourself.
- I am that.
- See?!
You always say that!
"I am that." What is that?
I-i-it's like y-you think
you're empathizing,
but really what you're doing
is invalidating
anybody's sense of self.
It's maddening. I'm mad.
You're f***ing high, as usual.
- I am that.
- Strange
that I feel completely adrift
in every aspect of my life.
- Man, you set me up
for that one.
Jeffy, where you going?
-To not be you.
-Good night, pappy.
-Oh, my goodness.
- I can't believe
you're missing my debut.
- Sorry, man, I just can't go
if Stephanie's gonna be there.
Why would you invite her?
- I just sent out a mass invite
to everyone I know.
Plus, I thought you guys
might get back together,
so I might have sent her
a special e-mail
asking her to come.
- Curtis, do me a favor and just
don't ever try and help, okay?
- Don't you think
that she's going in hopes
that you might be there?
-No, I think she's coming
because she's
a completely decent person
That's fine,
I'll just come to the next one.
-Mmm.
One and done, my friend.
My parents are cutting me off.
I have to get a real job.
They were pretty pissed
when they found out
that I was spending my money
on dance classes.
- What about having the soul
of an artist and all that?
-It's cool.
It's time to grow up.
Besides, dance classes are kind
of silly anyway.
-Schmancy!
How can you afford this
on what we're paying you?
- Well, I was actually kind
of hoping we'd go Dutch.
-You're funny.
That was the first thing
I noticed about you.
You're really... Funny.
- Ha. I... Was actually
only half-joking...
Dutch joking, if you will.
Well, what was the first thing
you noticed about me?
- Your tits.
Are you okay?
-I'm... I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Just guys never take me out
on, like, a real date, you know,
and, I mean, I'm just...
I...
Thank you.
Thank you.
-Yeah, yeah, no problem.
-Sh*t, f***, motherf***er!
- All right!
All right, yeah, man.
Dig it.
Let's keep it going
for x Javier, huh?
You guys are in
for a real treat tonight.
We've got a first-timer
here on our open-Mike stage...
Curtis Ashante!
-Thank you.
Hi, everybody.
This is my movement poem called
"eaten by the proverbial bear."
- So do you want to make out
or something?
-Mmm.
I kind of do
and I kind of don't.
-No pressure.
Just so you know, I'm...
I'm open to it.
- My best friend's
having a show right now
and I'm missing it because
there's this girl, and...
We were friends,
and we were more than friends,
and anyway,
she's going, so I'm not.
- You're missing your best
friend's show because of a girl?
-Yeah.
-That's so shitty.
-I know.
- But, I mean,
if we're not gonna make out,
I mean, what do you want to do,
because I made up this new rule,
no sex before kissing first.
- F***, what am I doing?
- That's what I was saying!
That's why I made up
this new rule.
- You wouldn't want to go see my
friend's solo dance performance
that he choreographed himself
at a local dive bar, would you?
- Yeah.
- Really?
- Yeah.
- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm. And, I mean, if you
want to make out after, I can.
I pretty much
make out with anybody.
- I'm gonna go to
the bathroom real quick, okay?
- Your local ski report
is brought to you
by big sky tires.
- On mount hood, no new snow
in the last 24 hours.
Timberline
is operating seven chairs
with a 36-inch base.
Meadows is reporting
a 32-inch base
with 9 of the 14 lifts running.
And with a 28-inch base,
Skibowl has seven
of their chairs making the trip
for the first time this season.
The weather will be clear
and warm with snow-free roads
all the way up to the lodges.
So grab a friend
and head up to the mountain
for a great day of skiing.
- And, of course, as always,
when you make that trip,
make sure you make it
on big sky tires,
the all-weather tire
every time you drive.
- Yeah, I mean,
I do like the beach a lot.
I like living near the water's
always one of those things
that is like a must.
You know, that's why,
you know, I couldn't, like...
Hey.
- Hey.
- What are you doing back?
- I came here to give you this.
- What is this?
- It's dance classes.
Don't say anything,
just take it.
-You are my friend.
-Oh! Okay.
I...I am that.
-Oh, where are my manners?
This is my friend,
Chloe, from Canada.
-Chloe from Canada.
-And this is my friend, Gloria.
- Hi. Sorry, I was trying
to get a drink.
That bartender hates me.
- Did you ask him.
- Ask me what?
- Okay, you have to
settle this for us.
They're trying to say
that Godzilla is a female,
but there's no way.
- There's totally a way.
- Okay, it has a kid
in "Godzilla's revenge," but...
- that hardly
qualifies as a movie.
-Exactly. Thank you.
-Ha.
Let me, uh, buy you a drink.
- Yeah.
- Yeah. Um, okay, question,
Godzilla versus king Kong?
-King Kong.
-Yes!
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