Why Stop Now Page #8

and chickens, Jesus.

Well, that's terrible,

and the British are a**holes.

I hope they lose.

How was the audition?

Uh, not so good,

but I'm-l'm so glad

I found you.

- Young sir,

stand down there.

- Uh, yeah, me too, but, Eli,

you should not be here.

This is, like, a big part

of the event,

and I don't want

to piss anybody off.

Back away!

- You are, like,

this beam of white light.

You have no idea.

- Stand down, young hooligan!

- Stop, no, seriously,

you are, like,

this little revolutionary

semi-virginal angel.

It is so adorable.

Um...

That's really sweet, Eli.

I like you too.

I mean, I've always liked you.

But you cannot be here.

They're gonna burn you alive

if you stay.

I told you away!

- Why can't I stay here?

Why can't I stay here?

I could be

the strapping young peasant

trying to win the affection

of the golden virgin,

Sarah Collins.

I could rip my clothes

and rub dirt on my face

and be someone else.

I could be someone else too!

Stand down from the wagon!

You're not dressed right!

It's really sweet

that you want to be

a part of this, but not now.

Maybe next year.

My dad can always use

a good soldier!

- Okay.

- You! Step away!

Wait, wait, do you remember

when we were

in eighth grade biology

and I asked you if

it was a maple leaf or an oak?

Don't hurt him!

- No, no, I knew what kind

of leaf it was.

You said maple,

but it wasn't a maple,

and it wasn't an oak.

It was a sumac!

It was a sumac tree.

And I knew what it was,

but I figured if

I asked you enough questions,

you'd have to talk to me

at some point, because-

please, please let me go-

because I thought

you were so beautiful.

Be gone!

Cajole that wagon right now!

- I'm going, all right?

I surrender.

Okay, okay. Okay-

- Come back later!

I'll be here.

Okay, good-bye, Sarah Collins!

Okay, don't push me.

Bye, piano man.

- I'm sorry if I ruined

your war, everybody.

All right.

- That was so romantic.

- Oh, my God, I know.

I never expected

anything like that.

- I mean, it's like

he learned how to be hot.

Um, yeah.

- Hello?

- Eli, I'm gonna kill her!

- Whoa.

- Get over here!

- Wait, Mom.

Mom, slow down.

Hurry up!

Okay, all right, okay.

Just don't do

anything stupid, okay?

- Take aim!

Fire!

You're acting insane!

That's my daughter!

Oh, Eli!

Thank God!

She has Nicole locked in there!

Oh, Jesus.

- All right, I came over here

just to get my daughter, right?

Yeah.

- And, Eli...

- What?

- She is not coming out of here.

I'll tell you that.

- Hey!

- Shut up!

- Hey, Mom.

- She says to me-

Eli, listen to me!

- What?

- She says that Nicole

would be better off

living here with her!

- Yeah,

that's absolutely insane.

Exactly what I'm saying.

What?

- Calm down, okay?

And go over here.

Go over here.

Trish?

Come on out of there.

- I just want

to take Nicole home.

- I absolutely will not.

I am afraid of her.

- She's afraid of you.

- Afraid of me?

- Yes, afraid of you.

- What did I do?

- Look at yourself!

Now, calm down.

Trish!

Hey.

- Eli...

- Trish, you can come out now.

It's fine.

I'm here.

Just come out, okay?

- I want her away

from the door.

- She's away from the door.

Stay there.

- I'm way over here, Trish,

on the other side of the room!

- Mom, calm down, okay?

Grow up.

Come out.

It's fine.

All right, just relax.

- Ohh, baby!

- Mommy!

- Every single time

she comes over...

- Trish, Trish.

- She makes a scene!

- Every single time.

- Please, don't start.

- Oh, a scene?

Want to see a scene?

Next time you try

to take my daughter,

I will come here

and burn down your house!

- That is a fine thing to say

in front of two small children.

You are scaring them!

- You shut up too.

Sit down!

Sit down!

Mom, sit down,

and you shut up too!

The both of you!

Stop talking!

Stop talking

and stop talking.

- In my own home!

- Shut up, okay?

Jesus Christ, I am

so f***ing sick of this sh*t!

Okay, Trish, you have to stop

patronizing her, okay?

Get off your high horse

and show your sister

a little compassion.

I am so tired of this, okay?

And I know she is

a pain in the ass.

Yes, she is.

- But you are a pretentious

pain in the ass, all right?

No.

Stop!

You have a very nice house,

and you have a very nice car,

and you have

a very nice television set,

but Nicole

does not belong here, okay?

She doesn't.

She belongs at her home

with her own mother.

- Fine.

- Good.

- Thank you, Eli.

- Okay, okay, good.

And, Nicole,

this sock puppet thing,

it's gotta stop.

- Oh, no.

This helps her, sweetie!

I've told you.

No, no, it doesn't help her

when Julio tells people

to f*** off

and calls them names.

That's not good.

He is right about that.

- Hey, if I wanted your help,

I would ask for it.

Thank you very much.

Nicole, seriously.

It's gotta stop.

Do I, Mommy?

Oh, sweetie, no,

you don't have to

get rid of Mario,

but what if he was kinder

to people, huh?

"Oh, Eli, that's

a very nice tie you have on."

- Okay, Mom.

Mom, stop it, okay?

Nicole is not coming home

unless you get help.

All right?

And if you don't do that,

then...

- Honey...

- And if you don't that-

Please, stop it!

If you don't get help, then...

Well, I don't know what's

gonna happen to us, actually.

Yeah, I don't, really.

- Oh, Stevie.

Hey.

Sorry about

all the yelling, huh?

He's right.

I know he's right.

You are a pretentious ass.

I mean-God.

- I know.

I am sorry.

I mean, you need help.

I know.

I know.

J"J"

- Eli's gonna need some help

with Nicole, you know?

Just till I get back, okay?

I know.

You will?

Of course.

Of course I will.

- It'll be okay.

It'll be good.

J"J"

Okay.

Okay.

Who wants a snack?

Come on, come with me.

- Get something

with Stevie, huh?

- Let's go get

something yummy.

J"J"

J"J"

That's so beautiful.

Thank you.

Let's go, baby.

Here we are again.

All the decaf I can drink.

All right.

You ready?

Yeah.

You know, after today,

I don't even feel

like getting high.

Funny,huh?

No.

- You're right.

- Okay.

Time to get clean.

Sweetie, would you keep

a look out of the back?

Yeah, you're good.

You know, Eli, um...

I'm really sorry.

I'm gonna-

I'm gonna take care of this,

and then I'm gonna

take care of you,

and I'm gonna take care

of Coley, I promise.

Thank you.

It's okay.

I promise you.

- Please-

please don't promise me.

We're gonna be okay.

It's gonna be fine.

- Honey, I know I've taken you

through a lot of sh*t.

I don't want that

to get in your way.

I don't want it to stop you.

I'm so proud of you, huh?

Oh, you played

beautifully today.

Thank you.

- I want you to go

to that school, huh?

Huh?

- Yeah, I know.

- Just don't forget me

when you're rich and famous.

- I think it would be

painfully hard to forget you.

Yeah.

And I know you don't think

you have a problem...

but you

could end up here too, hmm?

Eli, it's in your genes.

Thanks for that, Mom.

Okay.

Yeah.

- All right.

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