The Savages
I don't want to play in your yard
I don't like you anymore
You'll be sorry
When you see me
Sliding down
Our cellar door
You can't holler
Down our rain barrel
You can't climb our apple tree
I don't want to play
In your yard
If you can't be good to me
Somebody forgot
something in the bathroom.
Lenny, you forgot to flush.
I'm eating my cereal.
Don't you see?
I need to use the restroom.
- So flush it.
- I'm not a housekeeper, remember?
I'm a home health-care professional.
Not mine. You're hers.
Go bother her. I'm eating.
Go take care of your business
in the bathroom, Mr. Savage.
You do it.
you are not under my jurisdiction.
I'm not paid to take care of your sh*t.
What the hell are you doing?
Take care of your business in the bathroom,
and I'll give you back your Wheat Chex.
Son of a b*tch.
Are you cleaning up after yourself,
Mr. Savage?
Way out on the briny
With the moon big and shiny
- Lenny?
- Melting your heart
Of stone
I'd love to get you
On a slow boat to China
I don't hear a flush, Lenny.
All by myself, alone
Leonard?
Fasten your seat belts.
It's going to be a bumpy night.
That was
Bette Davis as Margo Channing...
and this is Wendy Savage as herself.
Leave me a message after the...
Aloha, Wendy.
This is Nancy Lachman, Doris Metzger's
daughter, calling from Honolulu.
I'm calling because... Well, I just got
a very disturbing call from Arizona.
There's been some trouble with your dad.
Dear Selection Committee...
If awarded your prestigious fellowship...
for artistic creation...
I would use the money...
to complete the writing and research...
of my new semi-autobiographical play-
No, wait.
My new...
subversive,
semi-autobiographical play...
about my childhood, entitled...
Wake Me When It's Over.
- Hey, Wen.
- Hi, Matt.
- How's it going? Getting anywhere?
- Just trying to power through.
Oh, yeah. Just do what you can.
Don't kill yourself.
Inspired by the work of Jean Genet...
the can'toons of Lynda Barry...
and the family dramas
of Eugene O'Neill...
Wake Me When It's Over
tells the story...
of a brother and sister who...
after being abandoned
are forced to fend for themselves...
when their depressive mother
goes out on a date...
Thank you for considering my proposal.
Sincerely yours, Wendy Savage.
Hello. Hello.
You have two new messages:
Ms. Savage, this is Donna
from Dr. Reichmars office.
I'm just calling to let you know...
that your Pap smear results
came back today and it's normal.
Everything's fine,
so there's nothing to worry about.
If you have any questions regarding the test, give me...
- Hi.
- Hi.
- Is this a bad time? I saw your lights come on.
- No. I'm just...
- You know...
- Oh, okay, then.
- No. I don't want to disturb you if you're...
- No, do, if you can.
Can you?
I got Marley.
- Let's move to the bed.
- No, I like it here. Let's do it on the floor.
- No, come on, Larry.
- I need you to feel how hard my cock is.
I don't want to! The floor is gross.
You used to like it on the floor.
When you first moved in, remember?
Yeah, well, not anymore.
It's middle-aged and depressing.
It makes me want to cry.
- Come here, sweetie.
- What's the matter?
Come here, good girl. There we go.
- What?
- What things?
- Just... things.
Larry, things. It's personal.
I thought this was personal.
Oh, personal... medical.
Okay?
It's cervical.
I had a Pap smear.
Something was irregular.
Then I had to have another Pap smear.
They just called with the results.
And?
And it's... you know,
it's not for sure yet, you know...
but they might have to go in
and take something out...
and test it and make sure it's not,
you know.
God forbid.
- I'm sorry, Wen.
- Mmm.
Annie had that.
What?
A cervical thing...
some kind of procedure.
I went with her to the appointment.
She said it was pretty painless.
A little sore afterwards...
I feel... I don't need to be hearing
about your wife's cervix right now.
- I'm just trying to be comforting.
- Oh, well, it's not.
- Oh.
- It's upsetting.
Okay.
- Sorry.
- God!
Come here.
Come on!
See you.
Hello.
Jon, it's me.
Dad is writing on the walls
with his sh*t.
- He's what?
- He's writing with his sh*t, Jon-words!
On the bathroom wall, and he's
leaving them there, for this guy...
Eduardo, to find, like messages.
Wendy, what-what the f***
are you talking about?
- Okay.
He is losing his mind, or something.
I got a phone call...
there's something wrong with him.
He's acting out with his sh*t.
It's all he has left.
And now he's using it
to piss this guy off.
- Uh, what guy?
- Doris's caregiver guy.
Here, here. Listen.
Aloha, Wendy.
This is Nancy Lachman,
Doris Metzger's daug...
There's been some trouble
with your dad.
I know you haven't communicated
with your father for quite some time.
He's not the same anymore.
He forgets things, and...
on the machine...
this morning...
- handling his, uh, fecal matter.
- Uh, Wendy...
our mother, not your father.
- Wendy!
- What?
Turn it off!
- What is your problem?
- It's the middle of the night.
I've got to teach in the morning,
and I'm on a deadline.
He is writing with his sh*t, Jon!
Our father!
Do not leave me alone with this!
I'm not leaving you alone.
I'm just hanging up.
- We'll talk tomorrow. Okay?
- We don't even know where the man lives anymore.
You want to know where he lives?
Sun City.
Have you ever heard of that?
In the middle of the desert somewhere.
We're gonna have to
go out there and find him.
We are not gonna have to
go out there and find him.
Wendy, we are not
in a Sam Sheppard play.
We're gonna have to do something.
This is a crisis.
Look, I don't think
this actually qualifies as a crisis.
It's an alarm, okay?
But it's not a crisis, not yet.
- You mean, it's like we're in Orange.
- What?
Yeah. Right, exactly.
But we're in Yellow, okay?
So we should just... be aware...
and be cautious.
And when it hits Red,
then we're in trouble.
Okay?
Your color, right?
Ms. Metzger? Ravishing Red?
Uh, right?
See? Good color, right?
Sexy. Okay.
Oh, my goodness.
Ms. Metzger?
Andy, it's me, Jon.
Good, good.
on that Brecht book.
Yeah, well, he's a complex man.
And you?
Oh, yeah, I heard
Stanford's playing footsie with you.
That's great. Oh, great.
Look, I need a favor.
Well, it's kind of last minute.
I'm out of town, actually.
Arizona.
Yeah, it's a family thing.
No, nothing serious. It's my father.
No, he's just, uh...
his girlfriend died.
Yeah. And, uh, he's getting pretty old
himself, I guess, like everybody.
Yeah. Well, that's what
I was gonna ask you.
It's my 9:
00 am. on Monday."Oedipal Rage and Beckett,"
of all things.
- I have to stop at baggage claim.
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