The Girl Who Invented Kissing
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- 2017
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[MUSIC PLAYING]
[DOG BARKING]
[TELEPHONE RINGING]
[TELEPHONE RINGING CONTINUES]
[DIAL TONE RINGS]
[DOOR LOCKS]
[DISHES CLATTERING]
NEWSCASTER:
A few hours to set...
Today 40 years later, the...
[TV CONTINUES PLAYING]
What'd we do last night?
Lot of trick-or-treaters?
Any candy left?
Business was good.
You give out one a piece
like I told you?
What does that mean?
Come on, Victor,
you got your hearing aid in.
- What happened?
- They took it all, Jimmy.
They... they took it all?
Who took it all?
- Aladdin.
- Aladdin?
One kid?
You let one kid
take all the candy?
I thought you were gonna
sit outside with it.
Well, I pu... I put on
the dummy's clothes,
because I wanted to make
believe I was the dummy.
I wanted to scare 'em, but then,
they all rolled up on me
at once and I got scared.
Got scared to scare them.
JIMMY:
Mugged by a bunchof little shits with
- pillow cases.
- Aladdin.
Eh, listen, shake it off.
F*** those kids.
Next year,
I'm getting 'em apples.
[DOOR HINGE CREAKING]
- DONNIE:
Hey Jimmy.- JIMMY:
Morning.- Hey, Jimmy.
- DONNIE:
How you doing?You didn't come home last night.
I was doing inventory.
I was here all night.
- Hey.
- Hey.
Besides, you're okay
by yourself, right?
JIMMY:
You didn't have any problems.
Outside the thing
with the goddamn candy,
you did all right
by yourself, right?
How's it going, Vic?
What's the frequency
down here, buddy?
Hey, did you guys hear
they're shooting a big old movie
down there in the park?
JIMMY:
Yeah, we heard.Vic's all excited,
he's gonna head
over there tonight, right Vic?
Yeah,
it's a John Travolta movie,
but he's not gonna be there.
He's in Hollywood.
Hey, you know, Vic,
You ought to take
your fiddle down there.
You never know, they might give
you a big part or something.
PHIL:
He's right on that one, Victor.
You ever notice
they're always hiring somebody
to do something
in the background.
It's not a fiddle, Donnie,
it's a violin.
DONNIE:
Whatever, same thing.It's not like we've ever
seen you play the damn thing.
All right, leave him alone.
He's had a rough night.
They took all his candy.
DONNIE:
They took his candy?- Who?
- JIMMY:
Aladdin, that's who.[CAR MOTOR REVVING]
[PLATES CLANKING]
- [SIGHS]
- [BURPS]
Excuse me.
[BELL RINGING]
[YELLING]
- [THUDS]
- [GRUNTS]
Geez, Pat, are you okay?
[YELLING]
- NURSE:
You all right?- Yeah, I'm okay.
NURSE:
F***ing druggy maniac.- [SCREAMING]
- [PANTING]
Look at me.
Let's get you cleaned up.
Just go, go outside, go have
a cigarette or something.
All right.
- [TELEPHONE RINGING]
- [TELEPHONE CLICKS]
JIMMY:
Oak.Patti.
Are you all right?
Somebody gonna look at you?
Yeah.
Call me if you need anything.
Yeah. All right.
I'll talk to you later.
[DOOR OPENS]
- Hey, Leo.
- No.
What was I gonna say?
Am I getting any more
f***ing new Hank Snow records?
- Yeah.
- He's been dead,
um, 20 years now,
so he ain't gonna be
making any new albums.
I know he's dead.
So, stop asking me,
you chucklehead.
VICTOR:
You give me no joy, Leo.They're filming a movie here,
you know.
- Who's they?
- They.
Never heard of 'em.
and watch.
You never know.
- VICTOR:
See ya' later, Leo.- Okay, Vic.
[PEOPLE CHATTERING]
[PEOPLE CHATTERING]
- Long day?
- Long day.
You all right?
- Yeah, I'm okay.
- Yeah?
Where's Freddy?
Getting ready for work.
He was home all day?
Yeah.
Didn't wanna wake him.
Why you ask?
Don't know, just asking.
[PEOPLE CHATTERING]
Oh, look at f***ing Victor, man.
Ta-doo, ta-doo, ta-doo.
[LAUGHING]
Yo, he thinks it's a real
phone booth.
[CHUCKLING]
Moron.
[CHUCKLING]
MAN:
We should do something.Yo, let's flip it!
[GLASS SHATTERING]
Jimmy, you need to get down
to Broad Street.
- Why, what's up?
- It's, uh, your brother Vic.
[GROANING]
[CRYING]
- Hey!
- Oh, oh, oh.
- Hey, what happened?
- Wait, who are you?
- I'm his brother.
- VICTOR:
Jimmy?- Jimmy!
- What the f*** happened?
MAN:
We heard a crashand this is what we found.
Jimmy, get me outta here!
Victor, we're gonna get you out.
You gotta relax.
- I'm stuck, Jimmy, I'm stuck!
- Okay, relax, breathe.
- Just breathe.
- Okay.
- JIMMY:
I'm here.- Jimmy!
- Okay, I'm here now.
- [VICTOR SOBBING]
- Jimmy, get me...
- [GRUNTING]
[BUZZING]
- JIMMY:
What's wrong?- [YELLING]
Victor, what's wrong?
JIMMY:
What's wrong?Oh, my hearing aid,
Jimmy, my hearing aid!
Take the hearing aid out,
Victor.
I can't reach it,
Jimmy, I'm stuck!
- Okay, relax...
- Jimmy, Jimmy!
[HIGH-PITCHED BUZZING]
Cover your face!
JIMMY:
F***![GLASS SHATTERING]
- [VICTOR GROANING]
- MAN:
Is he all right?JIMMY:
You okay?It's okay, it's okay,
you all right?
- [SIRENS WAILING]
- You okay?
- [AMBULANCE SIRENS WAILING]
- [HORN BLARING]
[TV CHATTER]
JIMMY:
Hey, knock it off.What do I always tell you?
- Chuck it.
- What?
Chuck it in the f***-it bucket
and move on.
But what else do I tell you?
What did Grandma
used to tell us, huh?
You can't what?
You can't unring a bell,
right, hmm?
Maybe if you didn't lose
or break
every f***ing cell phone
that I buy for you,
then none of this
would've happened.
I wasn't calling anybody Jimmy.
I was just playing.
Come on, let's just drop it.
Besides,
what'd the guy say, right?
They come back to town...
they'll let you,
put you in the movie.
They'll let you stand on
a corner or something.
They're not coming back.
How do you know that?
They went back to Hollywood.
Do me a favor.
Don't go disappearing today.
You come straight back
from the bank, right?
Need you to clean out
all the taps and move the kegs.
Eat your eggs,
they're gonna be like ice.
LEO:
I know, Gram.Every day,
I'm getting a little sick
of running this place
all by myself.
You, me, Cheryl, it's not easy.
By yourself?
You goddamn right.
You, Cheryl, and Grandma?
You goddamn right.
That don't make
no sense, Jimmy.
Oh, yeah?
You feelin' better now?
- Huh?
- You're goddamn right.
Excuse me?
You being a wise ass?
- What?
- Don't what, stop it.
- THE GIRL:
Hello.- [DOOR CLOSES]
You open?
JIMMY:
Yeah, we're open.Hello.
Can I use your girl's room?
Go ahead.
Yeah, you're feeling
much better, huh?
- JIMMY:
Morning.- PHIL:
Morning.DONNIE:
How you doing, Jimmy?Hey there, Vic,
what's the frequency, buddy?
- Just shut up, all right?
- DONNIE:
What?[IMITATING A WALKIE-TALKIE]
Uh, Bell Atlantic,
we have a problem.
- [LAUGHING]
- Didn't I just ask you
to shut the f*** up,
- and leave him alone?
- DONNIE:
Come on Jimmy,I'm just kidding.
He's just bustin' with him,
Jimmy, come on.
Well, sometimes he doesn't know
when to shut the f*** up.
Aw, Vic, I'm sorry, man.
You know I'm just messing
with you, right?
You give me no joy, Donnie.
JIMMY:
That's it, Vic,you tell him.
DONNIE:
Seriously, Jimmy?Nine in the morning with that?
- What?
- It smells like weed,
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