The Heavenly Kid Page #3

- Come on, kid. You gotta give it a chance.

I've been taking you to the wrong spots, kid.

Now this is the kind of place

where I used to hang out.

Chicks in here

know how to treat a man right.

- You go ahead. I'll be there in a minute.

- Okay. But don't wait too long.

You're on my turf now.

Lot of changes.

- Something the matter?

- Wrong turf.

Maybe we ought to call it a night.

Hey, this is some bitching car.

We could sure use a ride to the boulevard.

Stretch. Hold on.

Four. Three. Now back in two.

A lot of changes.

Did you see the way

she was hanging on me?

I mean, she was all over me.

- Was I looking good or what?

- You did just fine, kid.

In fact, there were moments tonight,

when you almost reminded me of myself.

- Really?

- Yeah.

- You definitely got potential.

- All right.

Of course, you got a ways to go.

I mean, Rome wasn't built in a day.

And make no mistake, you definitely were

in worse shape than Rome.

- This cigarette tastes funny.

- Where did you get that?

- Off some kid at Max's.

- Here, I think you're doing it wrong.

Damn, what are you trying to do,

kill yourself?

- That's the way you're supposed to do it.

- What is this stuff?

It's called grass.

- I'm smoking somebody's lawn?

- No. Go on. Just take a hit.

I think I'll stick to Camels.

What is this stuff supposed to do, anyway?

Must be strong stuff.

What happened?

It's called getting high.

Lenny. Is everything okay?

Yeah, Mom, just laughing at a book.

Well, if it's so funny,

let me read it when you're finished.

Emily.

- Honey, have you seen my glasses?

- Yeah, they're on the nightstand.

Oh, no.

I'm gonna be sick.

Bobby!

Rafferty, are you there?

Rafferty.

Where you going?

What's going on here?

What happened to you?

Hey, Dad, there's a strange smell

coming from Lenny's room.

- If you know what we mean.

- Hey, back to bed, you two.

Mustard?

You know, you're jamming up

all the frequencies there. What's up?

I just saw Emily.

Why didn't you tell me?

We figured it would be better

you found out for yourself.

Yeah, I found out.

She's married to Joe Barnes.

That meathead's the kid's father.

Look, I don't know whose idea

of a joke this is, but I want out.

- What about Lenny?

- Find somebody else to be his friend.

- If that's the way you feel.

- That's the way I feel.

- What? This is some kind of test, isn't it?

- You could say that.

I should have known.

You guys are famous for stuff like this.

- We knew it would be difficult for you.

- Difficult?

I thought I was over her.

Let me talk to the big chief.

I'll see if I can get you another assignment.

You do that.

Well.

I'll get back to you as soon as I can.

Now, let me get this right.

He gave you the car

and the clothes just like that?

- For free?

- Yes.

What is this guy,

some kind of Good Samaritan?

One question.

- Are you dealing drugs?

- Joe, don't be ridiculous.

Well, you explain it then,

because I sure don't know what's going on.

Let me handle it, dear.

Be my guest.

- This friend of yours...

- Bobby.

- Bobby. Do you know him from school?

- Not exactly.

Does he have a last name?

I can't remember it.

- Do you know where his family lives?

- I don't know.

- Are you in some kind of trouble?

- No, Mom.

You can tell me.

I thought we didn't keep things

from each other.

Okay.

We'll talk about it tomorrow.

Don't worry about it, Mom, really.

I got it covered.

- What?

- I got it covered.

Something wrong, Mom?

No.

Good night.

Bobby?

Bobby?

- All right.

- Some hot wheels there, big brother.

- Where did you get them?

- From a friend.

- What will it do?

- Whatever I make it do.

A hundred?

Hey, Barnes. Where did a jerk like you

get a machine like that?

Yeah, that's too much car

for a wuss like you, Lenny.

- Up yours, liver lips.

- Hey, watch it, you squirrelly little sh*t.

Make them eat dust, Lenny.

Hey, this is really nice, man.

Tell me, is this a 6-cylinder or a V-8?

Both.

So, Barnes, where did you steal this thing?

Built it myself.

- Yeah, bullshit.

- It's easy, Gallo.

I just used something you haven't got.

Brains.

Lenny, what's happening?

Isn't that Barnes?

Lenny?

- You look so different.

- Yeah, you like it?

I guess. Where did you get the clothes?

- What did you do to your hair?

- I felt it was time for a change.

- Hey, Lenny. How are you?

- Where were you yesterday?

What do you mean?

We were supposed

to study together, remember?

- Yeah. I had stuff to do.

- You know, I waited over an hour for you.

- Like I said, I was busy.

- Hey, Lenny.

- How you doing?

- Lenny, what's come over you?

Wait, I want to talk to you.

Hi, Lenny.

- Hi, Sharon.

- Walk me to class?

- We're already here.

- That's all right.

- Where's Sharon?

- She went to class.

After school.

Never fails.

Every one of you, sooner or later,

wanders back to the scene of his demise.

- Nostalgia, I suppose.

- Yeah.

Well, you're in luck, kid.

I think I got you another assignment.

- Changed my mind.

- Had to pull a few strings.

What?

I'm gonna stick this one out.

- I thought...

- I've been doing some thinking.

I got a lot of time invested in this kid.

I figured, I might as well stick it out.

Anyway, the kid's not all that bad.

I'm even starting to like him a little.

- What about Emily?

- I can handle that.

All right, that's the spirit, kid.

I'm gonna tell you, this is gonna save

us both a whole lot of grief.

Well, wish me luck.

I'm on my way to a place called Newark.

And if you think our subways are bad...

Bobby?

Lenny, the rumor's all over school that

you're gonna fight Fred Gallo. Is it true?

What are you gonna do?

Probably die.

This boy looks pretty good.

Yeah, right there.

- Check it out.

- There he is.

Come on.

I got business with you, Barnes.

- You need some help tutoring?

- I'm gonna kick your ass.

- I don't like the way that sounds.

- Yeah?

You're not gonna like

the way that feels either.

Thanks, Will.

You're dead meat, Barnes.

What the hell?

All right, Barnes!

Hey, kid.

Thought you could use a little help.

Lenny.

I sure can use a ride home.

Got your comb? Spare change?

Let me see your socks.

You still haven't told me

where you were this afternoon.

I had some angel business to take care of.

Well, you missed it.

I kicked Gallo's ass all over the schoolyard.

- You got lucky, if I hadn't shown...

- Hey, I could have handled Mclntyre, too.

Yeah, back to business.

What are you gonna tell her first?

Hey, you don't have to coach me,

I know what I'm doing.

I'm still the teacher here.

Now, remember, take it slow and easy.

- A girl like this you just can't rush.

- Right.

She needs special handling, you know?

I mean, take her somewhere real nice.

Appeal to her vanity.

I mean, you know, tell her...

how good her hair looks.

Tell her how pretty her dress is.

Tell her how nice her perfume smells.

And remember...

romance.

Hi, Lenny, how do I look?

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