Worst Friends Page #2
- Hey, hey, hey, wait, wait.
Listen, Cassie and I,
we just got married.
- We're going on our honeymoon.
- Congratulations.
No, wait. Do you know how
expensive in-home care is?
'Cause I didn't.
I was throwing the term around
like it was nothing,
and then I looked it up.
Well, let him pay for it.
He's got all the money.
He's not doing as well
as he likes to sing about.
It costs a lot of money
to put a piece of metal
in somebody's shoulder.
Now, listen, we are gonna get
onto that plane to St. Barts.
I mean, come on!
I don't deserve this!
So how about it?
He's gonna be in a wheelchair
for like another week,
and then after that,
it's gonna be a lot easier.
So do your oldest friend
a big favor.
Stay with Jake while we're gone.
Absolutely not.
I'll pay you $750.
How long do I
have to be here for?
A month.
1,000.
Deal.
500 now,
500 when we get back.
Now, we're leaving
in the morning.
I mean, you gotta stay here.
You understand that, right?
I can't have you
going home at night
just in case
something happens.
Are you sure you're okay
with me staying here?
I'm not a nurse.
You work with kids.
Not the same thing.
It's fine.
Listen, I wouldn't do this
unless I trust
that everything will be okay.
I mean, it's not like
I'm a shitty father, right?
[door closes]
Hello!
- What's going on, dummy?
- Who are you?
- Drop it. I talked to your dad.
- Who?
Eat sh*t, Jake.
I'm gonna go downstairs,
make a sandwich.
You want something?
Yes.
All right.
Is there a note or something
down there?
No.
For the nurse.
My dad said he was gonna
get me a live-in nurse.
F*** you, Jake!
What?
If you call me that
while I'm here,
I'm gonna walk out,
and you're gonna sh*t yourself
and starve to death
in that bed.
What?
Did I stutter?
Don't call me that, Jake.
- It's turkey.
- Are you kidding?
Your dad left food money,
but that's the best I can do
with what's in the fridge.
Is this a joke?
It's the best I can do,
considering.
They're on an airplane, Jake.
[sighs]
You want anything to drink?
Don't try to move,
or I'll hobble you.
Hey!
I have to go to the bathroom!
Watch the door, a**hole.
This door isn't wide enough.
Why would my dad's
second-floor bathroom
be wheelchair accessible?
The default for any bathroom
should be that it be
wheelchair accessible.
Right! Why don't you go ahead
and pioneer that one, nurse?
Second-floor wheelchair
accessible bathrooms.
Great idea.
All right, whatever.
Look, Sam, come on!
I'm messing with you.
Come back.
Sam!
I'm shitting my pants!
- Easy.
- Yeah.
Okay.
[pats back]
Hey.
Can't sh*t through
my pants, buddy.
Move it on back.
[grunts]
Oh, come on.
Nothing you haven't seen before.
- [doorbell rings]
- Who is it?
I don't know yet.
I haven't opened the door.
Who is it?
Hey, I got a delivery here
for Jacob Kitner.
Yeah, I can sign for it.
- He's not Jacob Kitner!
- I'm not.
Are you a resident
of this house?
- He is not a resident!
- I'm not.
sign for this who is?
It ain't him!
He's Jacob Kitner.
He can sign for it.
[door closes]
I'm Jacob Kitner.
Sign here.
[whispering]
This guy, he kidnapped me.
He broke my arm and leg.
You gotta help me.
Did he also cast
and set your injuries?
Yeah.
He's a doctor.
You gotta help me.
Nothing changes, Jake.
Who the hell are you?
Daniel.
Daniel O'Connor.
We took trig together.
See you later, a**hole.
I never took trig!
Hey, sorry, dude.
I didn't recognize you.
That's cool, man.
The hat and shorts and sh*t
Yeah, no doubt.
What are you doing here?
His dad paid me
to take care of him.
- How much?
- A grand.
That's not enough.
That kid's an a**hole.
Yeah, he messes around.
You don't get into an accident
like that for no reason.
He's bad energy.
Yeah.
Where's the package?
Just a second.
By the way, he told me
that you kidnapped him.
All right.
I don't remember that kid
at all.
Somebody loves this guy.
Yeah, then why am I here?
Stop talking and kiss already!
Ugh!
All right, Sam,
see you around.
I'll see you around.
- Help me downstairs.
- I don't think so.
Well, it's either that
or bring the sh*t up here.
I could just as easily
do neither.
Everyone will think you did it,
and you'll go to prison.
[pop]
What the hell am I
supposed to do with this?
It's from your cousin Marie.
You used to have a thing for
Marie, didn't you?
I don't remember.
Yeah, you totally
had a thing for Marie.
Stop it.
Oh, cool! West Wing.
- It's a pretty good show.
Yeah, I bet. You want it?
I'll sell it to you.
- No.
- Wholesale, at cost.
You can't say at cost.
It cost you nothing.
I'm not gonna give this to you for free.
That's ridiculous.
Going, going, gone.
Who would send me this sh*t?
This is from your office.
I know who sent it to me.
I don't understand who'd send it
to me in the figurative way.
Well, looking at this stuff,
whoever sent this to you
doesn't know anything about you.
Actually,
really any of this stuff,
all of it
seems to be indicative
of someone who doesn't
know you at all.
They probably don't know you
because you don't know them.
That's not true.
This is from Kate,
from your office.
What's Kate's last name?
You don't know what the hell
you're talking about.
Been here for a few hours now,
not to mention last night.
You'd rather jerk me around
than ask me how I've been
or what I've been up to.
Are you kidding me?
It's not like you asked me.
All right, fine.
We're in the same position then.
What have you been up to, Sam?
- Shut up.
- No, tell me.
I really, really,
really want to know.
Shut up.
I'm taking you upstairs.
Come on!
No, no, wait, wait.
Seriously. You know
what the difference is
between you asking me what I've
been up to since I left Jersey,
and me asking you?
No.
There are any number of things
that I could've been doing
because I left
my parents' house.
I have something
interesting to say
because I have
something to say.
I know what the answer would be
if I asked you, you know?
You've been doing
what you've been doing
for the last 10 years.
You gotta see
what I'm talking about.
Is that the shirt
Yeah, of course.
When was the last time
you washed that?
You wear that like every night,
wrap it around your face and
sniff it before you go to sleep?
All right, show's over.
[knocking]
Hello?
Hello!
Hello!
[trumpeting ring tone ]
[ring tone continues]
Hello?
[knocks]
Hey, are you Sam?
Yeah, I am.
Who are you?
I'm Lily.
I'm Jake's physical therapist.
- Physical therapist?
- Yeah.
At some point, he's gonna
have to walk again.
No, it's not that.
I'm just surprised
his dad sprang for it.
Well, it was a choice
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