The Toy Page #9

I love you.

Say it.

I love you.

Say it louder.

I love you!

[GASPS]

U.S.

Oof.

U.S.?

You kinky little devil, you.

Ugh.

[DOOR SLAMS]

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ERIC:

Jack!

Eric, I want you

to understand something.

Whenever I drill an oil well,

buy a cable system,

open a store, it's for you.

When you grow up,

you'll control

South Central Louisiana.

And that's some trick.

Jack says life's about people,

not about your power.

[SCOFFS]

Jack hasn't got any power.

Of course it's people for him.

He has nothing else.

He says the most important

thing is friends.

I'm trying to talk to you, Eric.

He says you don't have

any friends. He says

you know two kinds of people:

Ones that owe you

and ones you owe.

All right,

I've heard enough about Jack.

That's it!

Eric, I'm trying. Give me a chance.

Hey, how about you and me

going to Europe together?

There's no reason for you

to go back to camp this summer.

We'll go to London, Paris, Rome.

Well, it might have been a nice trip.

Hello, Mr. Bates.

Good to see you.

How are things going?

The storm

is moving southwest,

so I don't think

there's any problem...

Mr. Bates! Eric!

Eric! Eric!

Jesus! Come on, follow that kid!

Put it on my dad's bill.

DRIVER:
Okay, kid.

Eric, no.

No. Running away,

what is that?

I wanna stay with you, Jack.

No.

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I don't like this mean game

you're playing with your old man.

He's reaching out to you.

He's making an effort. You're not.

You're a better person than that.

Eric, give the man a break.

Please, Jack.

Come here, man.

I love you, Jack.

I love you too, Eric.

But I want you to do

what's right, man.

Jesus. You, your father and me

gotta be the strangest people

on earth.

You know that?

Hmm?

I want you to go and do what's right.

Hey, Eric.

If you love him and if you need him,

you gotta tell him so. Okay?

If ever two people needed each other,

it's you and your father.

You know...

he's right.

I do need you. And I love you.

I love you, Daddy.

I really love you.

I really love you.

Get in the car, son.

Jack?

You know that job I offered you?

On the newspaper?

It's for real.

You won't be sorry, U.S.

"You ass." You're allowed.

Next year,

he's gonna have two weeks.

One week with me,

one week with you.

All right!

Take it easy, Eric.

ERIC:
See you later, Jack!

DRIVER:

To the airport, Mr. Bates?

ERIC:
We're okay, us.

I'm okay. Me too.

ERIC:

All right, Jack, I'll see you next year.

Hey, Jack.

You got some rich friends.

That's all right, Roberts.

Mr. Brown!

You want to talk to me?

Oh, hi, Mr. Brown.

I don't know if you remember me.

I'm Honey Russell, the DA's wife.

We met at the Bates' party.

I want to talk to you a bit.

You're pulling me.

Yes.

Fancy and I were talking

the other day,

and she told me what a wonderful

job you've done on U.S.'s son.

Is it possible for you to come

and spend a few weeks with us,

and sort of help us

with our son, Eugene?

No. No.

Up yours, you mother!

Eugene!

Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Brown!

Oh, God, he'll never do that... Oh.

No! No!

Mr. Brown, please!

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