The Truth About Lies Page #7
No, I'm serious.
I mean, you can't be exposed
to such powerful experiences
without being affected a little, right?
- Does burned count as affected?
- Are you making fun of me?
- You're totally making fun of me.
- I'm-I'm sorry.
I'm sor... I-I mean, I guess.
It was very intense.
You know, maybe I was
affected without realizing it.
Oh, come on, your burn's not that bad.
What do you know?
What are you now, a-a burn specialist?
This place is ridiculous.
Thanks.
Okay, wait. Is this FDA approved?
Or is this a-a Broken Wing product?
Okay, that's...
Ah! Ow-ow-ow!
- Oh, oh.
- Oh, no, no, no! Stop, please.
- Ow!
- Don't be such a baby.
Please, no. No more! No more!
Didn't your dad tell you never
to cry in front of a girl?
No, actually, I didn't have a father.
Did he-did he pass away
before you were born?
No... Oh, no.
No, I-I never met my father.
I don't know anything about him.
How could you not know
anything about your father?
Um, well, my mom was still
on her free love trip.
Well, maybe that's it.
I mean, maybe that's your revelation.
Gilby, you never had a-a
male figure to look up to.
Uh, you probably have identity issues.
- I can't identify with that.
- I'm being serious.
Did you have any male role model?
I looked up to Han Solo.
I meant someone you knew.
No.
Huh? Well, there you go.
I mean, maybe you should look into it.
That's all I'm saying.
Somehow, I don't think it's that simple.
I-I don't know.
I think everything happens for a reason.
And maybe-maybe that's why we met,
so you could have this revelation.
Trust me. I've got really good
instincts about this kinda thing.
- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.
Well, maybe you're wrong.
Or maybe you just needed to
hear this at the right time,
from the right person.
I'm just saying.
Here, let me-let me go wash these for you.
You should probably burn them.
I was worried. You said it was important.
Don't overreact. I just wanted to talk.
Okay, okay, sorry. Yeah, hi.
Hi. How are you?
I'm good. I'm good. Come on.
Can you please tell me what this is about?
I mean, I thought, like,
your mother died or something.
- How can you even say that?
- You know, I mean, sorry.
- Like, maybe your cat.
- Gilby.
Okay, no one died.
Just, you know, levels of concern.
- Hi.
- Hi.
Hi.
- Anyway.
- Yeah.
You look good.
Thanks, thanks. You, too.
Heard about your job. Congratulations.
Oh, thank you.
Yeah, well, yeah. Yes, it's going well.
Seems like you really have it all together.
Yeah, I wouldn't go that far, but...
Um...
I just feel like I was impatient with you,
or selfish.
That's not true.
- I was a real jerk.
- Well...
No, I'm just... I'm just kidding.
I-I-I,
um...
I mean, I did the right thing,
because we were-we just
were really stagnant.
You feel that way, right?
Yeah. No, I know.
It's, really... It's fine.
I mean, let's just forget about it.
You know, what's the point
of digging up the past?
Yeah.
I guess I just wanted
to say I'm sorry, Gilby.
I'm sorry, too.
I missed you.
I'm glad we can be friends.
Yeah, yeah, me, too.
You're drinking now?
What? It's a nightcap.
Can I talk to you for a minute?
Oh, honey, I don't need
a lecture right now.
No, nothin' like that.
I-I-I just wanna ask
you about some stuff.
- What stuff?
- Well...
about my father.
Oh, not this, again.
How many times do I have to tell you?
Do you know how many guys I slept with?
I have no idea.
How can that be?
Well, it was a different time then.
There were no DNA tests.
Everybody deserves to
know about their father.
How can I know myself
if-if I don't even know where I came from?
You came from Brooklyn. Happy?
That's not good enough.
I-I-I don't
understand.
Why-why can't it be enough for you
that it was and it is just you and me?
I never thought it mattered, but now...
I think I need this.
James Lance.
- What?
- Yeah.
He was an old boyfriend.
He was in the Marines.
He traveled all over the world.
Now, how's that for a role model?
This is great. This is great!
How-how can I get in touch with him?
Now, why would you do that?
He doesn't know anything about you.
This is exactly why I didn't
tell you in the first place.
Well, I'm sure he would wanna know.
Just let sleeping dogs lie.
You asked me, and I told you.
Now, just promise me, you'll drop this.
Okay, I promise.
Oh, boy, what a-what a
interesting conversation.
Oh, God. Thank you.
Don't make such a big deal about it.
- Are you all right?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I'm great.
Good.
Oh, Jeez.
Yeah?
Oh, come on.
Zuck-zucky, stop.
Zucky, sorry. Wait a sec.
Mark Zuckerberg.
Zuck, look, Billy can come,
but I don't want any drinking.
I don't want any incidents.
And he's not in the pool this year.
And no Russians.
We'll-we'll still have fun.
Branson's gonna be there.
He says we're gonna get galactic.
Whatever that means.
Okay, I gotta go. One of my kids walked in.
I know, I know. Back in the game.
Oh, shut up. All right.
Sorry about that.
Some-some of the boys do
an annual get together.
This year, we're going to Larry's Island,
and, well, apparently, a billion
dollars can't cure addiction, okay?
Anyway, what's up? Shoot.
I, uh, I was wondering if you had a second
to help out with a technical problem.
Always got a sec for the tech.
Have you-have you tried
turning off the computer,
waiting 15 seconds?
Oh, yeah, we, uh, we
jiggled the handle, too.
Still won't flush.
Maybe you should take this
a little more seriously.
Well, let's take a look.
I'll see what I can do.
Sure.
Let's do it.
Just gonna use the
bathroom. I'll be right in.
Hey...
So, uh, Brad, where are
we on that, uh, problem?
Oh, we got it.
- You got it?
- Problem solved.
Already? Ah, come on!
I was getting ready to roll up my sleeves.
Get my hands dirty.
- What was it? What was it...
- It was...
There was a little code smell,
but we cleared it right up.
Code smell? I thought that was me.
Yeah.
Yeah, okay. Everybody
remember to, you know,
empty your trash and-and save.
Right? Okay. Back to work.
Yeah, uh, actually, uh, Gilby, um,
I tried to look up your company,
but I couldn't find any
mention of it anywhere.
Which, is strange for any tech company.
Yeah, not for the game changers.
We buried her deep.
Yeah, lawsuits.
- Lawsuits?
- Yeah.
Oh, well, the whole game
was so different back then.
It was the Wild West.
But it doesn't even
apply now, so boring you.
Not interested.
Actually, I'm very interested.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
Good, good.
I like that about you. Stay curious, kid.
Between you and me,
I think you're bigger than this place.
Oh, I don't know. It's...
Oh, damn it.
Hey, Kev.
Well, what's up, man?
Dude, I feel like you've
been blowing me off.
I'm-I'm not blowing
you off. We're talking.
Wait, hold on. I got another call.
Yeah.
- Hey!
- Hey.
Hey, do you wanna go hear a
Tibetan monk speak tomorrow?
Yes, I love Tibetan monks. Listen, listen.
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