The Girl Who Invented Kissing Page #5
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maybe that's a problem.
- Okay.
- I got insurance bills,
car payments, I'm paying off
that stupid,
high-def TV that he wanted.
I'm paying liquor distributors
for this f***ing shithole...
Hey stop cursing,
you sound like Freddy!
[KEG CLANGING]
Hey, Vic.
Remember Mike LaMonica?
He went AWOL
on a f***ing submarine.
How do you do that?
What, did he swim?
F***ing Aquaman?
- PATTI:
Hey.- This is what Patti tells me.
I'll go home and get yelled at.
Call me when you're in
a better mood.
[TELEPHONE RINGING]
- [TELEPHONE RINGING]
- Oak.
Jimmy, where are you?
What do you mean, where am I?
You just called me, didn't you?
Are you coming home now?
No, how am I gonna come home?
I'm still trying to figure out
where the goddamn
money went, okay?
I'm up to my eyeballs
in f***ing paperwork.
Just stop calling me
every five minutes,
so I can get this sh*t done!
Okay, Jimmy.
But you are coming home, right?
Eh, yes no,
maybe, I don't know.
I'll be home
when I'm done with this, okay?
Just stop calling.
[TELEPHONE CLICKS]
[PHONE CLACKS]
[DOOR LOCK OPENING]
[DOOR SQUEAKING]
[FLOOR CREAKING]
[WATER DRIPPING]
[WATER TRICKLING]
[OPENING LOCK]
Oh!
Um, can you close the door,
it's cold.
[DOOR UNLATCHING]
Would you like some coffee?
Sure.
How long have you been
staying here?
Two weeks, on and off.
Now I know where all
the food's been going.
Victor let you in?
Of course.
I come in through the basement.
He said he'd talk to you first.
You don't say?
I don't suppose
he got the chance?
No.
You mad?
Listen, whatever your name is,
I'm really
not in the mood for this.
I'm having a bad day.
It's late.
I'm tired, so just...
What do you want?
I don't suppose you mean
what do I want in my coffee?
Okay, what do you
want in your coffee?
I'm not really a coffee person.
Can I have tea?
- I know what you're thinking.
- Do you?
You think I'm taking
advantage of your brother.
- And?
- Well, you're wrong.
I know he's different and
I know people around here
treat him like sh*t
and he doesn't deserve it.
And I respect you
for taking care of him,
and looking out for him.
If you weren't suspicious,
then you wouldn't be
much of a brother.
- Can we cut the sh*t?
- It's not sh*t!
What do you want?
What are you looking for?
I just wanted
to be his friend.
His friend?
Is that what you
think Victor thinks,
- that you're his friend?
- Yeah, I do.
No, no, no, no. See, you,
you're the girl
who invented kissing.
He told you that.
That's my fault.
I told him to pick out
a name for me.
Well?
What is your name?
Look, do you want me to leave?
'Cause I will.
I'm used to taking care
of myself, it's what I do.
You mean like with my money?
What money?
Victor didn't mention
anything to you
about the bar missing any money?
No, a**hole!
I don't appreciate
the accusation!
- Hey!
- If you got nothing to hide,
- you got nothing to worry about.
- THE GIRL:
Hey,what the f***
are you doing?
- What do you got in here, huh?
- No one touches my f***ing sh*t!
A**hole!
Don't think I'm afraid of you
'cause I'm not, motherf***er!
Get the f*** off of me.
[HEAVY BREATHING]
[SIGHING]
[MOANING]
[MOANING]
[TV CHATTER]
I'm sorry I didn't come home
last night.
I know I told you I said
I would and I didn't.
So, let's just leave it
at that, okay?
Why is there three?
- It's a tea.
- A tea?
[DOOR CREAKING]
Morning.
JIMMY:
Morning.Oh, thank you.
Uh, would you
like some breakfast?
No, thank you.
Breakfast makes me pokey.
Hey, Jimmy?
Did you find that money?
No.
What happened?
Jimmy lost $2200.
Okay, I didn't lose $2200.
The books are short,
that's all, so whatever I did,
whether I added wrong...
let's just drop it
Okay, you can't unring a bell.
Maybe you should
hire a bookkeeper.
[DOOR CREAKING]
DONNIE:
Happy Thanksgiving, guys.
- Happy Thanksgiving, guys.
- Look at the size of that thing.
I've got 27 pounds.
[INDISTINCT GREETING]
DONNIE:
What do you think, Vic?THE GIRL:
I've never seensomething like that before.
PHIL:
You never seena turkey before?
Hey, Jimmy.
- What's up?
- She's invited, right?
Yeah, of course.
It's Thanksgiving, right?
DONNIE:
Yeah.THE GIRL:
Turkey bowl![GROANING]
[MARCH BAND PLAYING]
So, it's you and you,
me, Donnie, Phil,
Freddy, Patti,
Irene, Irene's mom.
VICTOR:
Mm-hmm.[MARCH BAND PLAYING]
[TV ANNOUNCEMENTS]
What is it?
Hour every three pounds or so?
JIMMY:
Something like that.Frigging thing's so big,
I've moved all the racks,
it still barely fits in.
Guy's like a 35-pound
monster in there.
JIMMY:
Yeah, right?Gonna go for a smoke.
Coming?
- No.
- No.
I'm gonna stay here
and chill with James, all right?
Keep him company.
Everything under control
over there, buddy?
Need any help?
Nah, we're good, Fred, thanks.
All right.
How's The Oak? Still got
that chick coming in there
who was blazing up
the weed in the bathroom?
No, no, we took care of that.
- FREDDY:
Oh, you did?- Thank you, yeah.
Hey, Jimmy, let me
ask you something.
You ever see Patti
in there with anybody?
You mean like,
with a guy or something?
Yeah, like, with a guy,
you know,
like someone
that's not me, behind my back.
No, no, nothing like that.
- Patti's a good lady.
- Yeah.
She comes in with Barbara,
that's all.
[SCOFFS] Barbara!
Jesus.
You know, you got that
one that's married,
then you got one who's single,
the single one starts chirping
in the married one's ear
- and hello, here we go.
- I wouldn't worry about it.
But you know me.
I'm f***ing psycho, man,
I will put someone in the dirt!
Yeah.
[SIGHS] Aw, f***!
I'm f***ing paranoid!
Jesus Christ,
I wish that Barb would
just find a man already!
Yeah, right?
[FREDDY EXHALES]
All right, anyway.
Hey, who's that hot piece
of ass in there you knew?
You hitting that sh*t?
No, no, that's Victor's friend.
[LAUGHING]
- F*** outta here with that!
- Why, it's not funny.
Just relax,
I'm not saying nothing.
It's just that, I don't know,
she looks familiar.
I swear I've seen her before.
JIMMY:
All right, coming in hot![DINNER CHATTER]
- Wow!
- Nice.
Nice, good job, boys.
All right, Victor, the grace.
- Okay.
- THE GIRL:
Can I?That's if Victor doesn't mind.
But Victor always does
the grace.
I don't mind, Jimmy.
Thanks.
All right.
I, uh, I don't really make it
to church ever,
but I just wanna
thank Jimmy and Victor
for inviting me into their home.
I pray the universe will help
those in their time of need,
pain, sorrow and sadness,
and give them hope,
strength,
And if on this day,
you can remember the poor,
the sick, the homeless,
and most especially, the lonely.
I'm hungry.
- Hallelujah!
- ALL:
Hallelujah!FREDDY:
What do you want, this?ALL:
Oh!- IRENE:
I'm sorry.- FREDDY:
Vic!Aw, Irene, don't worry about it.
Come here, come here,
we'll figure it out.
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