Where God Left His Shoes Page #7
- I'm sorry, I can't help you.
- Give me a chance. Come on.
What about the beautician job
in the Bronx?
It's 5:
30, man.By the time we go back uptown
and come back, we'll never make it.
Maybe we could try a few restaurants
over by the building.
- No, it's over.
- It's not over.
Why do you always do that?
You're always giving up.
Hey, there's no shame to losing.
I did my best, okay?
Come on, man.
I wanna make one more stop before
we go to the shelter, all right? Come on.
Hey, is this
what Christina was looking for?
You're buying her a present?
- Yeah, I'm buying her a present, why?
- What about me?
- What about you?
- I walked all over the city,
sprained my ankle
and starved for 10 hours,
and she gets a present?
- Look, all I wanna know is, is this what...?
- Yeah, yeah.
Thank you.
Now go get something for yourself
- and make sure it's under 20 bucks.
- Forget it. Forget it.
- No, go get something.
- I'm fine.
Why would you have brought it up
if you didn't want something?
- I don't want anything.
- Yeah, you do. Yeah, you do.
Come on, you give me sh*t,
and you make me feel bad
for not getting you something,
not thinking about you. Go get something.
Go, go.
Did you mean what you said?
Said about what?
About you not needing me
around anymore.
Come on, come on.
Of course not, man.
We were just arguing, that's all.
What are you doing?
Hey, hey, hey. What are you doing?
What are you doing, man?
What's the matter? Is something wrong,
man? Is your ankle hurting? What?
- Do you love me?
- Do I what?
You always tell Christina and Mom,
but you never tell me.
That's because you're a man.
You're a man. Come on.
You're a little man,
but you're still a man. Come on.
You know I do, right?
So we're men, man,
and men don't do that.
Imagine me dropping you off
at school every day,
saying, "Justin, I love you.
I love you, Justin. "
- You would have kicked my ass, right?
- Yeah.
You know, when we start...
When we play-fight like this
or I pound you on the head, right?
When I pound you and give you noogies,
that's me telling you in code,
all right?
I thought you knew that.
No.
All right, now you know, stupid.
What was that? What was that?
What was that?
Come on. Throw a punch
like the way I taught you.
That's it, that's it.
That's how I used to hit
when I was your age, man.
Go ahead. That's right.
That's getting good, man.
I'm gonna take you to the gym,
but don't tell your mother, all right?
All right. No, that's it, that's it.
That's it. Hey.
What are you doing? Hey, cut it out.
What are you doing, man?
Hey! Come on, stop it. Stop it, man.
What the hell's the matter with you?
People are watching. Hey, stop.
Calm down, I'll let you go.
Calm down, I'll let you go.
All right.
Here, baby.
Hey.
Give me that.
- Hey, are you okay?
- Yeah.
- What happened, baby?
- Oh, he's fine, baby. He's fine.
Just sprained his ankle, that's all.
- How are you doing, Tina?
- She's better. Her fever broke.
Oh, that's good, baby. I'm glad.
Hey, look, look.
Wow.
Look what Santa gave me.
What took you so long?
I started to worry.
Tell me on the way.
Let's get going. Everything's packed.
We're all ready to go. You guys ready?
What's wrong?
Honey, you got new clothes.
Yeah, it's a long story.
Baby, what happened?
We didn't get the apartment.
What are you talking about?
We didn't get the apartment.
I gotta get a job on the books
to qualify, is what I gotta do.
Can we call someone,
do something?
Angie, I went everywhere,
and I tried everything.
Okay.
We'll figure it out.
Let's just go and have dinner.
Some Christmas dinner,
a nice-looking dinner
somewhere, all right? How about that?
Let's go eat.
- Yeah.
- All right?
- The kid's starving, I had a long day...
- Yeah.
All right. I'm gonna go wash up, okay?
Hey, what happened to your hand?
When I slipped, I cut myself.
Oh.
Okay, guys.
We're just gonna go to dinner, okay?
Coats on.
Wanna take your doll out, baby?
Come on, we'll take her out.
I wish you a merry Christmas
I wish you a merry Christmas
I wish you a merry Christmas
And a happy new year
Sit over there.
Thank you.
- Enjoy your meal.
- Thanks.
- What are you gonna have, pumpkin?
- Spaghetti.
- All right, you got it.
- Merry Christmas.
- Merry Christmas.
- Merry Christmas.
What can I get for you?
- Two sodas for the kids.
- You gonna have pasta with butter?
- Yep.
Pasta and butter.
What are you gonna have?
- The chicken Parmesan.
The chicken papa john.
I think that's what I heard him say.
I'm gonna have a steak, medium,
and my wife's gonna have the lobster.
- What's wrong with you?
- And two glasses of red wine.
Very good.
Thank you.
I'll be right back with your drinks.
- You're a jerk, you know that?
- That's why you married me.
Yeah.
That's not funny.
Sit up straight.
Put your napkin on your lap.
Are you gonna tell
everything that happened today?
I think we should dance.
- Dance?
Yeah.
I don't see anybody dancing.
- Ooh.
I need a majority vote.
Who thinks we should dance?
You're not gonna embarrass us?
I said I need a majority vote.
Thank you.
Looks like I got a majority vote here.
You're gonna have to dance with me.
Come on.
Come on.
Come on, let's go over here.
Snowflakes are falling
Outside my window
But it'd be just perfect with you
Children are singing
And sleigh bells are ringing
But it'd be just perfect with you
Ange,
I'm sorry.
Sorry about what?
Being such a goddamn loser.
You're not a loser.
Yeah. I couldn't even get a job.
- Stop it.
- Why are you even with me, huh?
I mean, I had potential,
but what do I got now?
No matter what I say right now, it doesn't
matter. You're not gonna listen to me.
If somebody showed you
a crystal ball right now,
and they said to you,
"This is where you're gonna end up,"
would you do it again?
Come on, the truth.
I love you, you know that.
And you're the best husband
and the best father in the world.
But would I do it again?
No. And neither would you.
And that's just the truth.
I don't feel so good.
Well, you ate everything
but the breadbasket.
How was everything?
It was excellent.
- Great, thank you.
I'll leave this with you.
- The wine is on the house.
- Thank you.
Merry Christmas.
- Merry Christmas to you too.
Goddamn.
Who broke a window in here, huh?
- I told you we shouldn't have come here.
- No, it's fine, it's fine. I got it.
I got it.
Man.
Here, why don't you take the kids outside?
I'll take care of it.
No.
- No, I'm not doing that.
- Doing what?
You don't think I know what you do?
I know what you do.
Just let me pay for it, okay?
That should do it.
All right, everybody, come on.
Everybody, you ready? Bundle up.
It's gonna be cold.
You okay?
How's your leg? What's wrong?
What's wrong?
Come on.
Frank, what's wrong?
Oh!
- Frank!
No. Hey, stop!
- Frank, stop!
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