The Wackness Page #4
Oh, come on.
They're all 18.
Since when is
the drinking age 21?
Bye, Haydn!
- Since forever.
- F***ing Giuliani.
Look around you, Luke,
is this what you want for your mind?
For your life? You want it to be
like this city?
Sweep all the nasty bits under the rug?
Make everything okay?
He puts the homeless people in prison, you know?
These people are sick, mentally.
They're being put in jail.
What do you think about that, Luke?
- Doesn't seem right.
- No.
No, it doesn't. That's why
I don't want you on medication, Luke.
You may as well open up a Starbucks
in your brain. You follow me?
Don't jump for the quick fix.
This whole f***ing city wants a quick fix.
Embrace your pain.
Make it a part of you.
You don't want to be like them.
I don't want you to be like them.
So, you've never taken
any of that stuff?
Jesus, Luke, I'm on all of it.
I don't want you to be like me, either.
Sex is a drug too,
you know?
More powerful than any
synthetic pharmaceutical.
Yeah? Is that why you go around
trying to f*** little girls?
That was just
second base.
Oh, second base, huh?
Hey, what happened to getting fixed first?
Sometimes getting laid
is getting fixed, you know?
Except for dogs.
Now break out that blunt.
- This is a joint.
- Joint. I know that.
- Why'd you do that, Luke?
- Tag this wall?
I'm just kind of putting my stamp on it,
f***ing let people know I was here.
- It's illegal, isn't it?
- It is.
- May I?
- You may.
- Just be careful.
- Careful.
M.D.
- Excellent penmanship, Dr. Squires.
- Why, thank you.
- Oh, no, I thank you.
- No, no, no, I thank you.
- Oh, you're welcome.
- M.D.
- Hey! You two!
- F***!
Stop right there!
Forrest Gump, Luke.
- What are you talking about?
- Running.
Oh!
Who put you up to this, boys? Giuliani?
You got some kind of quota to fill?
Used to be,
you could lick a sheet of acid,
hold up a bank,
without any of you batting an eyelash.
Now, one blunt, we're in the clink.
This whole city's f***ed.
We give you character!
Hey, shut the hell up!
Whoa, whoa, whoa! Come on, now, brother.
Join the revolution!
- What are you in here for?
- I stabbed my wife in the p*ssy.
Oh, wow!
Yo, Squires, maybe we should
keep this on the DL, all right?
- Yo, DL!
- Quiet!
- Hey, shut up!
- Please, come on!
Shapiro!
Squires!
You made bail.
Bail.
- Hi there, Stepdaddy.
- Hi, precious.
- Hey, Steph.
- Shapiro.
Thanks a lot for getting
You know, you're really
- But it wasn't my fault.
- It was my fault.
I know. I was kidding.
Anyway...
- What are you doing today?
- Shapiro's busy.
- No, I'm not.
- Yes, you are.
Okay, well, look, Squires, why don't you
just take the car back to the garage,
and I won't tell my mom
and Shapiro's
coming with me.
Don't touch
my daughter, Luke.
- Stepdaughter.
- Stepdaughter.
So, what's the deal
with you and my stepdad?
Are you guys,
like, gay together?
- We're friends, I guess.
- Weird.
Not really.
- He's very immature.
- I know.
Him and my mom fight about that
all the time.
I know.
We got more in common
than you think, Steph.
Now, I've got something new for you.
Step up and tap. Go up and tap. Long body.
Remember that knee?
Give me one knee here and then a grapevine.
Hey.
Don't you wanna know
where I was last night?
Do you want to tell me?
- I was having an affair.
- Good for you.
I was in prison.
I went to jail.
That's nice, Jeffrey.
I'm taking a nap.
# Give me all the chicken heads
# Bet big
Get in between you #
# Then pick
# Blends and bends
like twizzlers #
What are you
staring at, man?
I'm looking
for my reflection.
Yeah, you're not
gonna find it in there.
No sh*t.
That water's mad dirty.
So, how come we, like,
never hung out in school?
'Cause I was a loser.
I mean, not like a loser-loser,
you know, but
I was definitely the most popular
of the unpopular.
Or maybe the most unpopular
of the popular.
Maybe.
Either way, you're
mad out of my league.
- So what, I'm slumming now?
- Perhaps.
- You want a beer?
- Yeah.
# Never thinking
for a moment, baby #
# That you'd be thinking
of me, too, yeah #
# So I can't wait for the day #
Very handy.
# I can't let you walk away #
Who is this?
Notorious B.I.G.
Just came out.
Real dope.
You should make me
a mix some time.
- Put this on it.
- Definitely.
# Our love was meant to be #
# You were meant for me #
# Oh, baby, can't you see #
# What you do to me #
# Our love was meant to be #
# You were meant for me #
# Every time I see you #
No, dude,
what are you doing?
Nothing.
# Telling me you are the one #
Yo, did it feel good?
Let's try it again.
# I can't wait for the day #
# That we can be together #
Weird.
# Oh, can't you see
You and me #
# Were meant to be, oh, baby #
# There's nothing left
for me to say #
# Oh, baby, can't you see #
# What you do to me #
# Our love was meant to be #
# You were meant for me #
# Oh, baby, can't you see... #
- Thank you.
- All right, bye.
# You were meant for me #
# You take me away
So far away #
# Oh, what you do to me #
# Somewhere just you and me #
# Oh, baby, can't you see #
# Oh, baby, can't you see
What you do to me #
# Our love was meant to be
You were meant for me #
# You were meant for me #
# Oh, baby, can't you see #
# Oh, baby, can't you see
What you do to me #
# Our love was meant to be #
Yo, Mom.
Hello.
Can I make you
a sandwich?
Absolutely.
- Where have you been?
- I think I'm in love.
Well, that's wonderful.
Who's the lucky girl?
Stephanie Squires.
- You're up late.
- Oh, hi. So are you.
You have a nice day
with Luke?
- What's that supposed to mean?
- Nothing.
Do you like him?
I don't know.
What do you care?
Do you like-like him?
Maybe, yeah.
- He's a drug dealer.
- Yeah, I know. Thank you.
Look, I'm really not in the mood for a
father daughter moment right now, Dr. Squires.
Well, may I watch TV
with you?
- Whatever.
- Cool.
So, fill me in.
Well, basically there's been, like,
this big misunderstanding,
- and Mr. Furley thinks Jack's gay.
- I think I've seen this one.
Oh, good morning, Luke.
You're up early.
Couldn't sleep.
It's mad hot.
What's that?
- We're getting evicted?
- Keep your voice down.
I'll take care of it.
I've got a very big deal coming through.
It's not a problem.
- Where will we go?
- I don't know. Downtown, maybe? Jersey?
Not everyone has to live
on the Upper East Side of Manhattan.
Well, I can't live
in Jersey.
Look, I messed up,
and I'm trying to fix it.
- Then fix it.
- All I can do is try.
Be a man, Dad.
Fix it.
What can I do, Luke?
Deal pot?
I don't think you'd be
very good at that.
# "Can I Kick It?"
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