While She Was Out

I know that.

And for every 9 stocks that fell,

Then, go back with that a**hole

that talked into going on Enron.

You know what?

F*** you, too.

Della?

Della, honey?

What?

What's the matter?

What's the matter?

Honey, you want to tell me

what it is you do all day?

- What do you mean?

- Well...

Honey, look at the goddamn place.

There's kid-sh*t all over

the place, wall to wall.

We do the best we can.

The best you can? Why don't you

just do what I tell you to do?

- Stop.

- Tell me. What happened to you?

- Stop.

- You should put yourself together.

What do you want me

to say? We've got kids.

I don't want you to say anything.

Just to keep the house clean!

God.

- Terry got an "A" in math.

- Goddamn it, Della!

- Don't what?

- That's her favorite doll.

- What?

- You'll have to fix her.

I'll have to what?

- You'll have to fix her.

- I'll have to what?

You'll have...

That's all you worry about.

The kids.

I'll have to what? Would you look

at me when I'm talking to you?

Stop it!

Why don't you stop it?

Don't tell me what to do!

- Stop it.

- You understand me?

You understand what I'm saying?

Don't break my arm.

Don't tell me what to do!

Why do you make me

do this every f***ing time?

What are we supposed to do now?

I'm out...

of wrapping paper.

It's okay.

Come on, it's okay.

It's okay.

How are you doing?

I want a Nintendo Wii

for Christmas, mom.

It's only a few hours

till Christmas.

- Can I get an American Girl doll?

- Guys.

You wrote your letters to Santa.

I don't think another letter

will make it to the North Pole.

- We're going to be okay?

- We're always okay.

We're always okay.

- No matter what happens.

- No matter what happens.

- I'll be back in a while, okay?

- Okay.

Now, promise me one thing.

Listen. You, you.

You have to brush your teeth.

And I want you in the bed

after your treat, all right?

I'll see you later.

Mom!

I made a secret drawing for you.

- I love your drawings.

- Don't look at it yet!

Okay. I'll save it for later.

How about that?

Bye, sweetie.

And you can kiss my ass, Kenneth.

Cellular 411 connect.

How may I direct your call?

- Spring Street Learning Academy.

- Hold, while I connect you.

Thank you for using

Learning Academy.

Meghan speaking.

Hi, Meghan.

It's Della Myers.

Hi.

Are you calling about Spanish?

It's been cancelled.

I knew about that.

It's about next week's

mechanics class.

Would you pass on to Mike

that I won't be there this time?

No problem.

- I'll make sure he gets that.

- Great.

- Hi. Della?

- What's up, Cassie?

I'm over at the mall. What is

it we need to get for Pilates?

One of those rubber bands.

I'm headed over there myself.

Do yourself a favor. Turn around.

It's hell over here.

My cell's dying.

You know... damn!

I left the charger

in the other car.

Silly you. Let me pick you up

something. Save you the trip.

- I mean...

- Are you sure?

No, it's okay.

Cassie, can we meet for a drink?

You still there?

Your phone is breaking up.

Damn.

You're kidding me.

My God!

Damn it!

Damn!

Come on.

You think you're going

to take my spot, think again!

I've been waiting

for 3o minutes! It's Christmas!

Excuse me. Where can I find a

parking space? This is ridiculous!

Ma'am, there is absolutely

nothing close by.

Even the valet's backed up.

- You should try further out.

- Where? Over there?

Now, please keep moving.

Let's go.

Go!

Come on!

Jerk!

What a jerk!

Over there.

Smile.

Good girl.

Merry Christmas!

- Would you like Chanel No. 5?

- No, thank you.

Can I help you with that?

I was just looking.

Thank you.

Hi.

Could I have a hot tea, please?

And one chocolate biscotti.

Milk or dark chocolate?

No, just the tea.

Name?

Della.

Two "L"s.

US$2.65.

Thank you.

Della?

Is that you?

Lynn? Lynn Monroe.

- Hi.

- I haven't seen you since college!

Right.

You married that handsome jock

and we never heard from you again.

You live around here?

We just bought this divine house

in Pleasant Valley. You know it?

Yes, I do.

It's perfect for the kids.

They practically walk to school.

We've got a great backyard.

We're thinking

of putting a pool in it.

They'll love that!

Enough of me.

How are you?

Fine.

I have two children,

Terry and Tammi. Twins.

We're celebrating tonight.

David's been promoted.

I had to buy this gorgeous

black teddy.

It is. It's gorgeous.

- It's been nice talking to you.

- You too.

I've got to get my hair done.

See you later.

See you.

Mitch!

How are you?

- Which one would you like?

- That one.

That one?

This one?

That's the one?

- Thanks.

- Thank you. Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas!

Hello.

US$21.69, please.

- There you go.

- Thank you.

I'm sorry.

It's been declined.

Do you have another card?

No, I don't.

Seventeen...

twenty-one...

There.

It's Christmas Eve,

and the mall is now closed.

Happy Holidays, everyone.

This day is borne a Savior

Of a pure, virgin bride

To free all who trust in Him

From Satan's power and might

Oh, tidings of comfort and joy

Oh, tidings

Of comfort and joy

Sh*t.

Sh*t. What now?

Excuse me?

I've got a gun.

How's about I aim it

at your p*ssy?

Why don't you back your car up?

That's not going to happen.

What are you doing?

I don't know this game.

Trust me, it's not a game.

How about you shut up,

and eat a dick?

When you get done, we're going

to staple your mouth shut.

Right, Chuckie?

"Chuckie"? Is that for real?

At least your parents

have a sense of humor.

I don't have any parents.

I named myself.

Do you have a beef

with us, honey?

Because slipping a note

underneath my wipers...

is an invitation to war

to me and my soldiers.

If you hadn't have parked

like an a**hole...

we wouldn't be standing here.

- Watch your mouth!

- Get away from me!

You're just digging

your grave deeper.

- Where you going?

- F*** you!

- F*** you.

- No, f*** you!

Any trouble here, ma'am?

Not if these punks

move their car!

What's the deal, Barney Fife?

Okay, boys. Back your car up

and let the lady out.

How does that sound, squirt?

We're not in the mood.

In fact...

mind your f***ing business,

and go direct some traffic.

I'm going to make

this my business.

Now, why don't you pile back

into your piece-of-sh*t car...

and get the f*** out of my mall?

Did you hear what I said?

Did you hear me?

Did you hear me, daddy?

Get out of here!

- Put the gun down.

- Get out of here!

- Put the gun down!

- I said, get out of here!

- Put the gun down!

- You want me to put it down?

Make me, b*tch!

I said...

- Sh*t.

- Motherf***er.

She's getting away!

F***, man! She's probably

on the phone with 5-o already!

- We're going to go down for this!

- Don't worry about it, nigga.

Don't call me "nigga".

You ain't the right. None of you.

Take it easy, Huey.

Take it easy.

We got this.

The world is our b*tch.

Get in the car.

Now.

Move over, Tomas!

Come on!

- The cop went down hard.

- Goddamn it, Tomas. Shut up!

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