The Informers
What the f***?
Tell me something, Roger.
Set your watch back.
There's a time difference.
We're landing in Los Angeles.
It's a city in California.
Anything else you want to know?
You all right, Bryan?
You on edge? Want a Valium? Lude?
Gum?
I used to live here, didn't l?
What did he call it?
A talking tomato?
It's a f***ing extraterrestrial, Ron.
So you're telling me
that he's not gonna sign off
until we redesign the talking tomato?
Well, that's bullshit.
Ron, listen, listen to me.
Let me inform you of something, okay?
We don't let 25- year- olds
tell us how to make movies.
Listen, I gotta go. I gotta go, Ron.
Just call... Ron, call me later, okay?
Fast- acting Power Soap really gets in
and blasts stains,
Ieaving your whole wash fresh and clean,
with a brightness
that people will really notice.
Wow! That's incredible.
would never come out of Joe's polo shirt.
Whites simply come out whiter
and colors simply come out brighter.
It's the kind of clean that people
will really notice and talk about.
How did you lift those coffee stains?
I blasted it out with Power Soap!
...and lets you get on with your day.
President and Mrs. Reagan visited
the grieving families and bereaved widows
of the more than 200 Marines
killed last Sunday in Beirut.
He used the occasion
to condemn the actions of what he called
"ruthless terrorists who..."
What time is it?
F***.
F***.
We gotta go. We're gonna be late.
Right. That.
I forgot.
Christie, come on. What are you doing?
I don't feel well.
I don't really want to go.
Neither do l.
Look, I'm not gonna let you...
Good morning.
Look, you want to know
why you're not welcome at my house?
Because you're f***ed up!
That's not a good enough reason.
That's not even a reason.
That's just one person's opinion.
Look, I don't even want to f***ing deal
with you right now, do you understand me?
Listen, I'm calling you from a payphone
outside of Barstow,
and I ain't got any more quarters.
It's simple.
Me and the Indian need a place to hang out
for a couple of days.
We have a plan.
I don't want to hear
about your f***ing plan, Peter.
It doesn't involve you,
so stop pissing yourself.
When you lose a child,
you can't help but wonder
what that child's life would have been like.
You can't help but imagine his future.
A future that now
doesn't exist.
and there's some comfort in that.
And that he was a good boy,
and that he had done all the things
he had ever wanted to do.
That the privilege and freedom
that was granted to him
during his brief time in this world
were what made him happy.
I tell myself that I can only
cherish one fact.
He had everything.
And now, in conclusion,
I'm going to play Bruce's favorite song.
It meant a lot to him.
- Hi.
- Hi.
So I made the reservations for 8:30.
- Where?
- Spago.
Okay. Did you tell Susan and Graham?
Well, no. I thought it was
just gonna be the two of us.
William, I'm not really comfortable
with that right now.
Okay.
Well, I'll call them
and tell them to join us, then.
- Or you could call them.
- No. No, you should do that.
Okay.
What the f***
was with that favorite song, man?
Bruce had shitty taste in music, but no way.
Personally, I think his mom just liked it.
The real question is, what in the hell are
my mom and dad doing by the sushi bar?
I mean, they're actually
talking to each other.
At least your mom and dad are talking.
My mom gets to talk to my dad
through his lawyers.
Guess what?
I get to go to Hawaii with the a**hole.
I can't f***ing believe this sh*t.
I can't believe you guys
are acting this way.
Acting?
What way, Ray- Ray?
Don't tell me he's gonna cry again.
F***!
Face it. Bruce was a jerk.
Okay? He's dead. It's over.
Let's not f***ing dwell on it.
I can't believe you guys
don't f***ing give a sh*t.
You seem like you don't give a sh*t.
Look, Raymond,
there's nothing we can do, okay?
It happened. It's over.
It's time to move on.
He's right, Raymond.
It's already been a week.
Okay. Bruce...
Bruce was a...
A cool guy.
What else can I tell you, Raymond?
I'm sorry it happened.
"Bruce was a cool guy"? Really, Graham?
Okay, what does that even mean, "Cool"?
Especially after that sh*t
he pulled with Christie.
- Martin, what the f*** are you doing?
- What sh*t did he pull with Christie?
- Martin.
- Bruce was f***ing her behind your back.
What, like, you all knew about this?
Graham, you always say
that you're not that serious about Christie.
And it's not like you haven't f***ed around.
You know, you're never gonna win
Boyfriend of the Year.
- She's my girlfriend, Martin.
- Look, who even knows if it's true?
It's just something Bruce told us
and that he bragged about.
Hey, does anybody want to go to a movie?
Sure, what's playing?
I can't believe you guys
are gonna go see a f***ing movie.
What the...
I can't believe you don't give a sh*t, man.
- I was there, you a**hole.
- Hey, come on!
I watched him f***ing bleed to death
just like you did,
so don't give me this sh*t
about how I don't care.
I had his blood all over my face. F***.
Someone should go talk to him.
Tim, Bruce thought
Raymond was an a**hole.
He f***ing loathed the dude, okay?
And what the f*** does it even matter?
We're having a f***ing wake
at the Beverly Hilton.
I mean, come on, do you get it?
Come on. Get up.
Bruce wouldn't want to see you like this.
He was my friend, right?
Yeah. He was your friend.
Are you lying to me, Graham?
No.
I'm telling you the truth.
How's work?
It's good.
I have a full slate of movies
- There's one you might really like.
- Yeah? What's that?
It's a movie about this 12- year- old boy
who becomes the president.
The president of what?
The United States.
Sounds better than the one
about the talking car.
How's Graham?
Well, you know your brother.
He's a little hard to reach.
But I'm sure he's upset
about his friend's death,
so, you know, it's tough.
When I saw him at the memorial,
he seemed fine, though.
He seemed fine at Bruce's memorial?
Yeah.
So how's Cheryl, by the way?
I'm not seeing Cheryl anymore.
What? When did this happen?
That's something
I wanted to talk to you about, actually.
- You talk to your mom lately?
- We talk.
You know, when she's coherent,
which is rarely. Why?
Well, Mom and l
are moving back in together.
We're going to live together again.
She didn't tell me that.
- How do you feel about that?
- Great.
Great. This is a really good move.
Yeah. Really good.
Seriously? I mean,
Well, to be honest, it hasn't totally hit me
that you might actually be serious.
I'm serious.
We're going to be a family again.
Graham and I aren't moving back in, Dad.
We're not gonna be a family.
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