That Awkward Moment Page #7
Oh, goodness.
Oh!
That should not have happened.
That shouldn't have happened.
Yeah.
It's a cocktail.
Shouldn't have said that.
I'm just gonna go
and check the...
You know what?
Just excuse me one sec.
I've been looking
for a new emotion
I've been taken
with a new emotion I
Cheers!
No. I got to hand it
to you, man.
I'm impressed by the
way you hung in there.
I should have left. I
definitely should have left.
I guess I'm a sucker for abuse.
You must be.
You know the hardest part
about this costume?
It was seeing this thing
next to my actual dick.
I can only imagine.
I didn't know whether
to cry or go kill myself.
What are you laughing at, Bill?
I like this guy, Ell.
I like this guy.
Don't encourage him, Dad.
Don't encourage him.
So?
So?
What do Jason and
Mikey think about this?
What do you mean?
Well, I mean,
like, whatever we're doing.
What have you told them?
I mean, I told them everything.
Yeah. They're really
happy for you.
Sorry. They're
happy for me'?
They're happy for both of us.
They're just so happy
for the two of us.
That's what they... Yeah,
they're just really happy.
And Jason's taking it okay?
Yeah. I mean, he was
a little angry at first,
but now he's in the
fourth stage of grieving.
Denial?
Masturbation.
You know what's so cool?
When I'm being really
serious and you're like,
"Hey, I'm Daniel.
I'm, like, really funny."
I don't sound anything like that
You sound exactly like that.
"Hey, I'm Daniel."
You sound like you have
peanut butter in your mouth.
No.
What do you want me to say?
They think it's cool
that I'm slumming it?
Slumdogging?
No. Honestly, I'm just
happy you told them.
I know how you are with girls.
Or at least how you've been.
You know what'?
Your dad...
Awesome.
Well, he likes you, too, even
though you had that thing on.
Maybe that's why he liked me.
You know you don't have to
clear up anything.
You don't have to help.
No, I want to.
You can't wake up to this.
It's disgusting.
The apartment or you?
You've always hated me.
Just stop talking
for one minute.
I know it's really hard,
but you can just try.
You've always hated me.
Won't you come home,
I surrender
I miss my sweet bag of
bones, drunk and tender
Why don't you want
to stay here suspended
in the dead arms of
a year that has ended? A'
I'm gonna take a shower.
- Okay.
- Okay.
Last night was amazing.
And this morning.
Do you think you
could grow old in New York?
I'm not gonna get old.
Getting old looks so tiring.
I know. You just, like,
wake up in the morning
and have to figure out what
to do in between meals.
I'll tell you what I'm gonna do.
I'm gonna get an old Jaguar
XK-E, completely restored.
And then I'm gonna
eat a ton of acid.
Like, so much acid that if you
went to go see Cirque du Soleil,
you'd think you
were in Connecticut.
And then I'm gonna speed up
the West Side Highway,
as fast as a car can go,
crash through the divider,
and careen off into the Hudson.
In slow-motion,
of course.
Of course.
And that would be it.
My death, premeditated.
Okay.
I mean, here's what's
actually gonna happen.
What?
You'll be 70 years old.
So you'll think
you're going 150,
but actually you're going
25 at best, 15 at worst.
You can't see, so the acid
you think you're eating
will actually be
an errant Lipitor.
You're going to forget what you were
doing in the car in the first place,
bump into the divider,
wet yourself, ruin the car,
lose your license, and your
dignity in one fell swoop.
And then you're gonna be ushered
off into some rest home,
where you have to
wake up in the mornings,
and figure out what the hell
to do in between meals.
You know, you don't have to be right
about everything all the time?
How's Ellie?
What do you mean?
What do you mean what do I mean?
Nothing.
What are you talking about?
What are you talking about?
So? What's up?
Nothing. Where's Chelsea?
What do you mean?
I mean, where is
Chelsea is what I mean.
I gotta talk to
you about Chelsea.
Oh!
What's going on?
Why are you so happy?
Yeah?
I can't be happy to
see my two best friends?
That's not a happy-to-see-your-
two-best-friends face.
No?
What is going on?
You're girl happy.
Look at me.
Did you bone again?
You boned again, didn't you?
No. What are you...
Did you?
No. That's ridiculous. Can you
stop looking at me like that?
You're a f***ing animal!
Yes, you did! Did you?
Did you? Hmm?
Who was it?
Glasses girl?
Was it?
Glasses girl.
Was it?
Hey! Oh!
Wow. Mikey.
It's the beginning of a
beautiful roster, buddy.
Yeah, man. I'm proud of you.
I'm proud of you.
Thank you.
I'm also proud of you.
Your phone is ringing.
Are you going to answer that?
No.
Mmm. You should.
It might be a hot
lonely girl looking
to talk to me,
but she has your number.
No. It's Ellie.
No, it's not.
I can read it. It's
right there on the bar.
It says, "Ellie." See that?
I'll get it later.
That's real mature.
Yeah. You should
answer it,
because she's your girlfriend.
It's... Yeah.
My girlfriend.
Oh, sh*t.
She's calling again.
Back to back?
Answer that phone! She might
need you to pick up diapers!
Or, like, tampons,
or something like that
I'm outwith you guys.
I'm not f***ing answering it.
Well, I'm gonna answer it.
I wish I wasn't.
Hey, Ellie! What's up? No, it's Daniel.
It's Jason's best man.
He just crossed a line.
It's his best man friend.
Best man? What are you talking about?
Uh-huh. Yeah.
All right.
Here he is. Here he is.
Hi.
Hi.
Hello. All strong arm-y.
You wanna strong arm me?
He gets so angry.
Yeah' Hello'?
I can hear you.
Ellie?
Oh, my God.
What? What's up?
Her dad just died.
Her dad died.
You have to.
It's not even a question.
You have to show up
at that funeral.
If I set foot anywhere near that
funeral, then we're dating.
Then don't go, dude.
What the f*** are
you talking about?
If he doesn't want
to go to the funeral,
why should he go to the funeral?
Are you not a human being?
Do you not have a soul?
Technically, she didn't
even invite me.
Technically? She has to
invite you to a funeral?
Yeah. What, he's supposed
to show up and say,
"Hey. I'm Jason. I'm actually
f***ing the dead guy's daughter"?
What're you talking about?
If anything, I'm just
gonna be a distraction.
It's like...
It's better than
being an a**hole. Okay?
It's better than
being an a**hole.
I know. I wish
I could be home, too.
Next year. I promise.
But happy Thanksgiving.
I miss you, too.
Tell Dad I say hello.
I love you, too.
Yeah, no. Take your time.
Take your time.
I'll be here.
Finishing up. Ah, yeah.
Here. That's set.
Oh!
Hey
I'm so glad you came.
You look great.
You look great.
Nice flowers.
Thank you. They're not for you.
They're for your grandma.
Grandma.
There you go.
I picked them myself on the way over.
No big deal.
God. She
is so sweet.
I see where you
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