Tilt Page #6

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Andy was not exactly

Mr. Maturity

before Mia came along.

I know.

I mean, that whole

stripper glitter episode?

That was like

a year ago.

Oh! Thank you for

reminding me about that.

I've actually been

really wanting to

start thinking about

that again.

I'm sorry.

And now he's a great dad

is what I'm trying to say.

He's obviously

nuts about Mia,

and I think it's gonna

be the same for Joe.

It'll kick in for him

like it did for Andy.

Ugh! I'm sorry.

I am just like a f***ing

hormone monster right now.

Don't be sorry.

I remember it

very, very well.

It'll get better.

It does?

In six months, when that baby

is out of your body.

And then, like a quick

18 years after that.

When they're supposedly

out of the house,

which I think just like straight

up doesn't happen anymore.

[Joanne laughing]

[melancholy music playing]

[phone ringing]

[recorded message] Hello,

we're not available now.

Please leave your

name and phone number

after the beep.

We will return your call.

[beep]

[Mike] Detective Mike Brayu

calling again

from Hawaii County

Police Department.

I'm trying to reach either

Joseph or Joanne Burns.

I have some questions regarding an

ongoing homicide investigation,

and it's very important

that you return my call.

Otherwise, I'll have to

turn the matter over

to the local precinct

in your area.

My number is 808-555-3341.

Please call as soon as

you get this. Thanks.

[Joanne] I really like the whole

last name as the first name.

No. No Aiden, no Jayden,

no Brayden,

no Clayton.

Yeah.

I know. This is way too early

to be talking about this.

That's what Joe

says, too.

We have ten weeks to even

know what the gender is.

Okay. Just email them to me.

All right.

All right. I'll...

I'll talk to you soon.

I gotta go.

I love you. Bye.

Joe? You home?

Joe?

[woman screaming on TV]

[thunder rumbling]

[clicking]

[Joseph murmuring indistinctly]

[thunder continues rumbling]

[Joseph whispers]

I'm the disruption, he said.

[Joseph continues whispering]

The wall is breached, I think.

With the inevitable truth.

Brace for disruption.

The wall is breached.

The wall is breached, I think.

With the inevitable truth.

Or should we say...

I'm a disruption, he said...

[mutters indistinctly] A new kind

of golden age. Disruption...

[hissing]

Joe?

Where have you been?

I've been so worried

about you.

[sighs]

What are you doing?

Joe?

What is that?

Joe, what is that?

Why do you have that?

Joe?

Please.

- [thuds]

- [Joanne screaming]

Why are you doing this?

[sobbing]

I don't know!

No!

[pinball machine clattering]

[bell dinging]

[man] Tilt.

Scene 29, take two.

So, pinball seems like a

quaint, wholesome game, right?

Well, it might surprise you

there was a time in this country

where in many places

pinball was illegal.

Why? Because it was considered

a game of chance,

and therefore, gambling.

Back in the 1940's, the

mayors of several big cities,

including New York,

banned pinball as part

of a crackdown on...

Oh! Sh*t.

As part of a crackdown on coin

operated gambling machines.

Pinball remained illegal

for over three decades.

Then, in 1976,

this guy from New York,

Roger Sharpe, comes along.

He was known as a wizard on the

underground pinball circuit.

Anyway, one day, he set out

to prove to the courts

that pinball shouldn't be

part of the gambling ban,

since it wasn't

a game of chance at all,

but one of skill.

He said that if

you had enough talent,

hand-eye coordination,

reflexes, focus...

If you had enough

determination and mastery,

you could control the chaos

of the pinball machine

and bend it to your will.

To prove it, he did a demonstration

of his pinball prowess

for them.

He called a shot,

Babe Ruth style,

and made the ball go

exactly where he wanted it to,

right down the middle lane.

And now, to see if

I can control the chaos,

I'm gonna make the ball go

right here,

past the knight's head,

collecting 250,000 points

and receiving an extra ball.

Okay, ready?

Here we go.

And now.

No! No!

Damn it! Sh*t!

Cut, cut, cut, cut.

[somber music playing]

[knock at door]

[knocking continues]

[knocking continues]

Oh, Allison. Hi.

Where the hell

is Joanne?

I've been calling her

all morning

and been getting

her voicemail.

She was supposed to be

at my house at 9:00.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I think she, uh...

I think she's out

running errands.

Um, she said something about

her cell phone being dead.

[Allison] Unbelievable.

Did you guys forget that you're

watching Sebastian this weekend?

No. No, we didn't forget.

I think she's on

her way home. Uh...

Do you wanna...

come inside and wait?

[car honking]

[man] Come on, we gotta go.

[Allison]

Yeah, all right. Okay.

F***!

We're already running late

for the airport.

Here.

Tell my f***ing sister

if we miss our flight

I'm gonna wring her neck.

Bye-bye, sweetie.

Mama loves you.

We'll see you soon.

Oh, and thanks

and everything.

You're gonna smile

for your Uncle Joseph?

[sinister music playing]

[Sebastian cooing]

[woman singing in French]

[instrumental music playing]

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