The Village Barbershop Page #3

- I said I'd pick you up.

Hey.

- Hey.

Nice place you got here.

It's rental. Should've bought

it when I had the chance.

Wanna tell me

about the ring?

You gonna tell me

about yours?

See you at the shop.

OK. See you at the shop.

I thought we're open till 5?

- No, we close at 2 on Saturdays.

If you wanna stick around and take

care if someone might happen in,

fine by me.

- Well, maybe I will.

Nice haircut.

Hey, I thought we

were here for fun.

Yeah, I've got a hot tip.

- Okay.

Oh, sh*t.

- Some hot tip.

You want another hot-dog?

- What?

No, no. I'm gonna go make some

money back on baseball.

Hey, do you have time

for a haircut?

Yeah, come on in.

- Thanks.

What happened to

the smock?

Watch your step, I just

washed the floor.

This is my chair.

So how do you I iike it?

- Just, neatn' it up a bit.

Got a date tonight.

Who's the lucky girl?

Dude, what the f***?

- Oh, sh*t.

Busted.

- Dude, shut the f*** up!

Dude, what the f***?

Check the wire, man.

- Why do I always have to go?

Dude, what do you see?

Dude...

I see...

No one...

Back there...

Oh, f***!

Dude, what the f*** happened?

- Dude f***ing shot me.

Oh, man! Does that hurt?

Thanks for the haircut

- Thanks for dinner.

It's a wedding ring, but

it's not my wedding ring.

Just so you know.

It was my grandmother's. My

grandpa gave to me when she died.

Never leaves my finger.

It's beautiful.

Of course it's still early, but

everything looks good.

That's good news.

I don't know if this is any

consolation to you.

But I got pregnant when I was

halfway trough med school.

Anatomy practical and morning sickness.

Trust me, it does not mix.

It's difficult, but

you've got options.

And we're here to support

any decision you make.

OK, thanks.

- Sure.

See you again in 30 days?

- Alright.

Oh, and don't forget to take up your needles.

- Okay.

Hair gain with rynoxinol. Oh, boy.

- Morning.

What's with all the

sissy hair crap stuff?

In case you've forgotten,

this is a business.

And this will help you make the

rent and help me keep my job.

How's that?

- Who's hair do we cut?

"We don't cut ladies hair. "

No, you're not birnging any woman to the shop.

- Did I say we were?

No, we cut men's hair.

Yeah.

- What happens to virtually every male?

They go bald.

So we buy this stuff half the price

turn it around and sell

it twice as much.

Well, how much does

that stuff cost you?

20 for the regular, 35 for

the extra-strength.

Lady. Lady. Half guys already

complain about price of a cut.

I hope you saved your receipt.

Wow, you have

really thick hair.

Thanks. I inherited it from my mom.

She's got really thick hairs.

I mean really thick.

Only one little spot.

Spot?

- Yeah, right here.

How bad is it?

- It's not that bad.

Yet. Of course, these

things spread like wild fire.

Wild fire?

- I'm sure you're fine.

And don't forget.

Six squirts, twice a day.

On the spot.

- On the spot.

Wild fire...

Thank you.

- Thanks.

What the hell is this?

What the hell is what?

- You're cashing checks all week.

So what? You got your 200.

- What about my 500? What about your shop?

I'm gonna lose the shop.

- Really, Djicobi is serious.

He offered me 500 bucks to take a walk.

Maybe I should've taken it.

Well, maybe you should.

Why don't you?

You don't get it. I don't

need money. I need stability.

I need this job.

Oh, you gotta be

f***ing kidding me.

So, what's the deal with you

using my credit card at county jail?

You don't get to ask me questions, anymore.

- I want my trailer back, G.

That's his trailer?

You want your f***ing trailer back?

No f***ing way!

Why you gotta be all crazy?

Well, I guess my mom

left that part out.

I'm pregnant.

Idiot.

Hey, kid. Sit down.

How long have you

been wearing that shirt?

Hey.

Hi.

Are you OK?

- Yeah, I'm super awesome.

I am sorry.

Why are you sorry?

Well, that helps...

Do you wanna...

Thanks.

- Sure.

What happened to Rickert?

- I told him to get lost.

Thank you.

Look, I'm really sorry.

I had no idea.

- I barfed in your sink.

Well, I guess I...

- I know. We don't cut ladies hair.

Yeah, I sure don't.

But you used to.

Yeah. She...

She was my life.

She... had breast cancer.

This really valiant breast cancer.

She wouldn't want you to

be this lonely, you know.

It's been 11 years. I don't

even know where to start.

You wanna start with a beer?

- No beer!

You're pregnant

- I meant, for you.

Alright. Two things, non-negotiable.

Seriously.

Number 1. You gotta

let me cut ladies hair.

I can charge 10 times as much. It will

only take me twice as much time.

It's the only way the

shop is gonna stay open.

Alright!

Number 2.

You really gotta get laid.

- I'll start cutting ladies hair.

My own, good time. Thank you very much.

- Okay.

You got a lead?

Maybe.

- Wow, alright then.

She's a waitress, it's

not what you think.

I think that you...

look handsome.

Art!

- Oh, yeah.

Thanks.

- Good luck.

Hey, Wilson.

How's that mushu? Tasty, eh?

- Sh*t.

Art, hey.

- Hey.

Good food.

- Great place to take the kids.

I bet your wife would

really enjoy this place.

Art, about the rest of the

money for Enzo's funeral.

Aha?

- Forget it, lets just call it even.

Enzo was a good man.

He deserved the best.

He cut my dad's hair in the hospital.

- No kidding? He did?

My pleasure, really.

I bet it was.

Good morning, Art.

Where's Gloria?

- I'm right here.

Don't worry, it's gonna be OK.

Is that vanilla?

- Yeah.

What the hell is this?

We call that a penis, Reggie.

You have the freshest breath

of any man I've ever met.

It's peppermint.

- Whatever it is. I like it.

It's a great day

to start the day.

Me too.

Morning Gladis.

- Good morning, Jousey.

Glads, you look

great young lady.

Thank you, Arthur.

Morning, Art.

- Hey, good morning, Gloria.

Morning, Art.

- Aham.

500 for you, young lady.

- Thank you.

Nice shirt, by the way.

- Oh, thank you.

And the rent is paid.

It's gonna be a good day.

OK, here's the rent.

2500 dollars, in full.

What, you don't have

anything smart-ass to say?

Thanks...

Rachel, would you get Mr

Liroldi here his receipt.

Rachel will get you the receipt.

- Why don't you call the bank?

Call the bank.

Nice tie.

- Thanks. It's...

Thanks.

For making the rent.

- For making the rent

I've something I

wanna show you.

It's small, but it's got two bedrooms.

- If you're asking me to move in...

It's for me and the baby.

You won't see my trailer anymore.

- Now, there's a good idea.

It's mine if you sign

letter of employment.

I'm sorry, I have to

talk to my accountant.

I'm your accountat.

- Well, I guess we're good to go.

Thank you.

What happened?

Big Mart?

Djicobi sold out.

The whole place is

getting torn down.

Can't we fight it?

- The lease is good only,

as long as he owns the place.

Look, you did really good here.

I just wanted to say thanks.

Put all your things in

the box over there.

Gotta go.

Hang in there.

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