Transamerica Page #7

There now.

There, there.

There, there.

Toby's gone!

He took my purse...

and my bucking bronco statue.

What do you want to do, Sta--

Bree.

Yes.

He's 17, but you don't know

his date of birth?

What's your

relationship to the missing boy?

l am his father.

Can't you put out an A.P.B.

or something?

We'll do our best.

l'm sorry to say this,

but chances are,

if he doesn't wanna be found,

he's gonna stay lost.

lt's okay

You don't have to be afraid

There's nothin' to worry about

'Cause we got it made

lt's just a simple matter of

Letting me into your love

lf you let that feeling

come over you

Then there's nothin' more

that you can do

Just let it go

Let it go

Hey.

This is Bree.

lf it's love you want

Hold out your arms

Thank you very much.

lt's all right here

lt's safe and warm

lt's okay to feel good

Everything is fine.

Your surgery was

a complete success.

Everything we have

is fresh and new

l will open myself up to you

Like a rose

Like a rose

Hello, my lady.

How are you feeling?

And don't say like a new woman.

l...

feel like a medieval heretic

impaled on a very large

and very thick...

stake...

with splinters.

Nice hat.

lt was a present.

Bree, why do l get the feeling

that there's something

not quite right?

Last week, you said

this was gonna be

the happiest day of your life.

Last week was a long time ago.

Talk to me.

l f***ed up.

lt hurts.

Oh!

Oh, my sweetie.

That's what hearts do.

lt's okay.

Okay.

Okay.

l'm sorry.

No, let it out.

This is good, Bree.

This is good.

Amo la comida mexicana.

Amo la comida mexicana.

Y amo Fernando.

Amo la comida mexicano.

Mexicana.

School's gonna be closing

in about 1 5 minutes.

Wayne, this is really hard.

Do you think

you could give me a hand?

Sure.

What subject?

Sex education.

All right, cut.

He needs help again.

Let's go, let's go.

Did you take your Viagra?

Yes, ma'am.

When's the last time you came?

Like two hours ago.

Christ, kid.

You've got to focus, okay?

Can you focus?

We're behind schedule.

We've gotta move.

Ow.

Toby.

Don't think that l'm

f***ing forgiving you,

because l'm not.

All right.

- l just came over to see if you did it.

- Did what?

Got your dick turned inside out.

Yes.

Won't you come in?

Just for a little while?

- l have something for you.

- What?

Please.

Your parents' house is a lot nicer.

My parents' house

comes with my parents.

l thought you said we were Jewish.

Half-Jewish...

through my father,

so it's technically the wrong half,

and you're only a quarter.

The wrong quarter.

l'm gonna finish up my degree.

l thought l'd take up teaching.

Maybe rent a house someplace.

Someplace with a yard.

What have you got for me?

Hang on a minute.

l've missed you.

Have a seat.

So how have you been?

l've been all right.

Would you care to divulge

a few more details?

- l'm making a movie.

- You are?

Told you l could.

They're already doin'

the advertisement for it.

- Here.

- Oh.

''Cowabunghole.''

That's Dylan Reeves.

He's a big star.

Huh.

And there's you.

lt's a very nice picture.

l like your hair.

lf you want, l could get you

a discount when it comes out.

Thank you.

That's very considerate.

l got these clothes

at the Beverly Center.

Beverly Hills.

Would you like a coke?

l'll take a beer.

All right.

Young man, if you think

you can put your dirty tennis shoes

on my brand-new coffee table,

you're gonna have to think again.

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