The Cobbler Page #2
Yes, I'm real serious.
I don't believe this sh*t.
Wow!
Whoo!
Bye-bye.
Whoo!
Mmm.
Oh.
What is this?
Yeah, those are for you.
Oh, so pretty.
I knew you'd like them.
How was your day, Maxie?
It was good.
It was really good.
It was the best day
I've had in a long time.
Good.
You work so hard.
How was your day, Ma?
Uh, better, now that
my tateleh is home.
Yeah.
Hey, Ma, let me
ask you something.
You ever wish you
were somebody else?
No.
I'm your mother.
That's all I ever wanted to be.
But if you could do
whatever you wanted to do
what would it be?
Um.
Have dinner with your father.
That would be nice.
Hi.
Hi.
Hi.
How are you?
Good. How are you?
Very good.
Good. Emiliano wanted
me to drop these off.
What does he want done?
Whatever they need.
Well, it's a 10 and a half.
I could clean 'em up for you.
Okay.
Mmm, looks like
they need new soles.
Sounds good.
Here you are.
Thank you.
Okay, thank you.
Hey, man.
What can I get you?
I'll have a light beer.
No light beer.
Here is the beer list.
And here is our cocktail list.
Why don't you check that out?
What's a pickletini?
Uh, it's vodka and pickle juice.
Want one?
Sure. Okay.
You'll love it.
Enjoy, buddy.
Hi.
Hi.
I know who you are.
You do?
Yeah.
I saw you spin at the
Jane on New Year's.
You saw me spin?
Isn't that what you call it?
Anyway, I tried to pick you up.
Oh, yeah?
Did it work?
No. You went home
with that model.
You were all over each other.
Oh, yeah, that's my girlfriend.
It wasn't your girlfriend.
Yeah, we live together.
No, it definitely
wasn't your girlfriend.
Well, how do you know that?
'Cause it was a guy.
What... A guy?
Are you kidding me?
It's okay.
I don't care.
I think it's hot.
You... You do?
Mmm-hmm.
Oh.
Hi.
So, where are we going?
Uh, I don't know.
Where do you live?
Can't do that, love.
Boyfriend, sorry.
Oh. Oh. Uh, okay,
well, we could go to my place.
Just got to make a call.
Who are you calling?
Uh, my mother.
You... You live
with your mother?
Yeah. And she gets a
little screwy at night,
so I don't wanna surprise her.
Really?
Where do you live?
Sheepshead Bay.
Get home safe.
My name is Bond,
James Bond.
And I live in Sheepshead
Bay with my mother.
Oh, hey.
How's it goin', mate?
All right.
Beautiful night for it.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah?
I forgot my keys.
You're a dork.
I'm about to take a shower.
You there?
Yeah.
Come here.
You want me to come in?
Yeah, come here.
Oh, you gotta be kidding me.
What the hell are you wearing?
You're beautiful.
Are you high?
No, but I wish I was.
Get over here.
Oh sure, okay.
Thank you.
Look, I'm sorry
I screamed at you before.
It's just...
I get scared and I need
to know you want me here.
Oh, I... I do.
I definitely do.
Get in here, cute boy.
Me with...
Really, in there?
With you?
Yeah, really.
Your friends can wait.
Oh, yeah. Yep. Yeah.
Definitely, they can wait.
My friends can wait.
What?
I can't do this.
I gotta go.
Are you serious?
Yeah, I am.
I'm really sorry.
Why are you acting
like such a spaz?
I'm not, I just...
Is this thing locked?
What's the matter with you?
I've got it, right.
What are you doing?
I gotta go.
I'm really sorry.
Bye.
Emiliano?
Emiliano, come back.
Emiliano!
We are here in the
Lower East Side
for the Grand Street
housing protest.
And we're here with
Mr. Solomon... Ma?
Ma?
...you refused to go.
Can I ask why?
Hey.
- I stay here until I die.
- It's Danny Donald.
You're not gonna be pushed around, I see.
Never.
He came by the shop the other day,
I meant to tell you.
How's work?
Work?
Work, uh...
Work was something.
And it's Carmen.
...and I too have lived
here all of my life...
She was in the shop, too.
...to stay here and raise my
family here and not be kicked out.
If people wanna come out
and support your cause...
Please come by and get involved,
we would love to have you.
All right. Thank you,
thank you. Good luck!
Danny Donald from
the Lower East Side,
for New York One.
I like him.
Yeah me, too.
Who's Carmen?
Max!
Hey.
Hi, how's it going?
Good. You left your door open.
Oh, pfft!
Can you shut that
for me, please?
Sure.
Thanks.
I'm delivering groceries to
one of our elderly neighbors.
All by yourself?
Yeah, Max, I'm a badass.
Yeah, okay.
So, you like pickles, huh?
Yeah. Do you?
No, not really.
But I'm glad that you're
supporting a local business.
That's cool.
Oh, we need more names
for our petition.
Do you think you could
get your dad to sign?
No.
Max, this is important.
I know.
My, uh, father took off a while ago.
He ain't around anymore.
I'm sorry.
It happens.
Yeah, it does.
My dad split when I was 12.
Life goes on.
Yeah, right.
Yeah, I gotta deliver these.
I'll see you soon, Max.
Okay.
Come by the office,
get involved.
Yeah. Okay.
Hey, Pop.
There you are.
Ma?
Wow!
You look beautiful.
Come on, it's time.
Okay, my love.
Abraham?
Hello, Sarah.
Of course I'm home.
We have a date.
I missed you so much.
I'm here now.
But where did you go?
I went for pears.
Remember?
Yes, of course.
I'm so glad you're home.
Me too.
Good-bye, Pop.
Good-bye, son.
Ma, you overslept?
Is that what happens
when you have a big date?
Ma?
Ma.
Ma?
Ma?
Ma.
Oh, Ma.
Oh, no.
Max. Max.
You should start saving
for a nice headstone.
She deserves a nice headstone,
your mother.
They're not cheap, Max.
Yeah.
Good of you to come.
How you doin', kid?
You're gonna freeze out here.
I'm all right.
Hey, this was...
This was really nice.
What you did.
She'd have liked it.
You were a good son to her, Max.
Look, Max,
if your dad was
here right now...
But he's not here.
I was all she had and
I wasn't good enough.
Of course you were.
You don't know
the half of it, Jimmy.
I can't even afford
a decent headstone.
I can help out, kid,
you know that.
Why?
What have I ever done for you?
What have I ever
done for anybody?
Look, you're hurting right now,
but don't beat yourself up. Okay?
I better go back inside, Jimmy.
Thanks for coming.
Max?
I promise
it's gonna get better.
Just give it time.
Don't do anything you'll regret.
It's a little late for that.
Yo, shoeman?
Shoeman?
Yes.
Yo, where you been, man?
I've been back and forth to the shop
all week waiting on your punk ass.
I'm sorry.
I was sitting shivah.
Where they do that at?
It's a Jewish ritual for
when somebody dies.
You Jewish?
Yeah.
Lucky you.
So who croaked, man?
What?
Who died? Or you just
making some sh*t up?
My mother.
Oh, man.
Sorry to hear that.
She leave you any money, man?
No, right? Figures.
Ain't that just like a woman?
Do you have your ticket?
Do I look like
I got my ticket, man?
Just go back there
and get my shoes
before I kick some skin
off your forehead.
You know how much
them gators cost?
No, I don't.
But you need your ticket.
New rules, shoeman.
You find my shoes by tomorrow
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