Why Stop Now Page #5

And what is this on my hand?

People don't live in squalor

like this no more, man.

- Yeah, I guess they do,

though, man.

- Bunch of gypsies living here

that don't wear shoes,

'cause it

smell like feet.

I know some gypsies,

and they ain't got a place

as nasty as this.

- Somebody need

tough-actin' Tinactin.

That's all I'm sayin'.

Yeah?

Okay.

- All right.

There we go.

- Okay.

- Okay.

Good?

All righty.

Are you okay?

- Yeah, no.

- Huh?

I'm starting to feel weird.

- Yeah, and it's gonna get

really weird pretty soon, okay?

But do you know what, baby?

What?

- You can still make

that audition.

I know you can.

Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm.

- Mom.

Mom, ifs pointless now.

- Honey, you play better

than most people

if this hand was amputated,

for heaven's sake, all right?

I know you think

I don't want you to go,

and...you're right.

I don't want you to move away,

but...

Eli.

This is such

a huge opportunity for you.

You have got to try.

Mom...

- Look at this crackhead

Christmas tree.

What the f*** is this?

What is this?

I don't know what that is.

A golf club with a sock on it?

- Pom-pom

or something like that.

- Yeah, I bet you Tiger

don't do nothing like this.

This is crazy.

- Got to get something

in your belly, sweetie,

or you're gonna get so sick.

- I'm not hungry.

I don't think I want anything.

- Just a second.

Oh, not much.

What's that?

- Hey, Mom?

- Ooh! Oof.

That's not--

Easy, baby.

Let's get you up here, baby.

Up on the counter.

- Okay.

- Oh, my God, we got to lose

those couple of idiots soon.

Fore!

What you in here cooking, Penny?

Um...

what are you doing

with my stuff, for God's sake?

- Hey, y'all got any food

up in this joint?

Just a minute, Black.

- We know

you don't be playing golf.

- Mom, he found the golf club.

- Just put my things down.

- There's actually

a really funny story

about that golf club.

My mom tried

to kill her boyfriend

with one of those golf clubs.

She hit him in the head

with a nine iron.

It was a seven.

- Ha, ha, whack!

Ow.

I think it maybe

rubbed him the wrong way,

so he left us the house,

and he moved to Florida.

And Mom let him take my piano.

- It was his piano.

- It was my piano too.

- No, not really.

- Well...

- Tried to kill your pops?

- No...

- No, it was just a flesh wound.

- It was a flesh wound.

That's why they ave him

47 stitches.

No, no, no,

she tried to kill Barry.

That's Nicole's father.

- Here you go, eat this.

What is this?

It's for your belly, sweetie.

No, I don't eat jelly.

I don't eat jelly for my belly.

My pops was a junkie.

Hey, Eli, stop it.

No, no, no, he was a really-

he was a really talented

and famous guy.

Guess what he was famous for?

What?

- What?

Being a junkie.

Thanks for everything, Dad,

you jerk-off.

- Eli, just stop it!

- Okay.

- Don't talk about

your dad that way.

He was a great artist,

just like you're gonna be

one day, sweetie.

Now, um,

listen, you guys,

my son has some really important

stuff to do, all right?

So you think

we can just be done here?

You ain't done with sh*t.

Your son works for me

all day long, and so do you.

I'm under his thumb.

Look, Sprink.

I'm not afraid of you.

Nobody in this town

is afraid of you.

Why do you think

I ripped you off?

- Penny, I don't want you

to be afraid of me.

Oh, good.

- But I do want you

to know this:

I'm not into hitting women,

but I will f*** you up.

Hey, now, wait a minute.

- Come on, come on,

okay, okay, okay.

Okay, no, please excuse me.

You'll go with us, okay?

Okay, does that satisfy you,

Mr. Drug Dealer?

Mr. Drug Dealers?

No, no, no, no, no.

Mom, it's okay.

They'll come with me.

I'll play the audition

with a stupid club hand, okay?

We'll get these morons

their drugs

so we can

get your stupid ass high,

and then we can go

on an airplane.

Not an airplane.

No, where are we going?

Oh, yeah, where do we have to-

oh, the audition.

We have to go to the audition.

- Oh, easy, baby.

- Penny!

- Yeah?

- Get something

in that boy's stomach.

Hey, honey, we're here.

Whoa, look alive.

Put your jacket on, Eli.

Your jacket.

Oh, this is going to be great.

Black, what are you doing?

We don't need you in there.

- No, no, I'm not letting you

out of my sight.

- And I'ma be

on your back.

Oh, fabulous.

Come on, baby.

Let me help you with that.

Here you go.

Easy does it.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Silly, yeah.

- Okay.

- Come on.

Are you gonna be able

to play?

- Yeah, I'm gonna

tear this sh*t up.

I like this guy.

He's crazy.

Things have changed a lot

since I went here.

That was a long-ass time ago.

- Wait a second.

You guys went here too?

- Yep, all-state track runner,

two years in a rizzo, izzo.

Wait, you actually ran track?

- Fastest 1,500

in the state qualifiers.

Come on, Penny, don't act

like you don't remember.

You know I was the man.

- Mm-hmm, I bet

you were super quick.

- Look at this dude.

He got on tights, Black!

Yeah, I like that outfit.

I dig them boots.

Ridiculous.

Everybody is all dressed up

in costumes.

Mom, stop.

- No, honey, I'm just going

to walk you in, okay?

- No, no, no.

Don't walk me in.

What?

No, no, no, stay here.

Don't come in with me.

No, I'm fine.

Stop, and don't-

don't come in, okay?

Somehow you'd find a way

to screw it all up.

Stay here.

- Okay, no, I'll just be

right here then.

Okay, fine, sorry.

Thank you.

Good luck, sweetheart!

That was harsh.

Yeah, that was cold-blooded.

- He's just anxious about

his audition, you know.

That's why he's talking

to me like that.

Black, look, she hurt.

Just got to deal with it.

You getting ready to cry?

- No.

- She'll get over it.

Earthlink.net.

Look who's here.

They're way off

with their wardrobe,

like, by two centuries.

I mean, it's not even period.

What-what is he doing here?

Excuse me, sorry.

I'll be right back.

That's a gorgeous bayonet.

Eli.

Eli.

Oh, hi.

Hey, what are you doing here?

What the hell are you wearing?

- What?

Oh, no, yeah.

This is the family thing

that I was going to

tell you about

when you hung up on me.

- What is all this

weird sh*t, Sprink?

All these people

in these clothes and stuff'?

Civil War party.

A bunch of honkies

playing dress-up.

What's with you?

- My kid, man, you don't know

what this means to him.

It means the world to him.

He's never taken Oxy

like that before.

I mean, I don't know

how he's doing in there.

I don't know what's going on.

I...

- Wait, so you're actually,

like...

like, one of these people?

- Reenactors?

- Yeah.

Yeah, my mom is a seamstress.

My dad's a captain

in the infantry.

I'm the virginal daughter,

Sarah Collins.

- Really?

You're a virginal daughter?

That seems kind of...

No, I'm kidding.

It seems like a really nice

organization for you guys.

- Yeah, we get to dress up,

be different people.

It's fun.

I'd like to try that.

I'm kind of

dressing up too today.

What happened to your hand?

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