Short Cuts Page #6

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I don't want him to see me here.

Is he?

He won't, baby.

He's still asleep.

'Cause kids shouldn't see

that kind of thing.

[Muttering]

Jesus, how am I gonna explain this?

Jesus. Okay.

Kids. Crack.

Kids- Kids on crack. Okay.

- What?

- F***ing dog.

F***ing dog knows. I know.

That f***ing dog.

- Hey. Ruff!. Ruff!

- Just can't live with all this.

I need to-

What are you gotta smoke

in the morning for?

No, I told you

I don't wanna do that anymore.

[Cello]

[Continues]

[Loud Fart]

Honey?

Honey? You home?

Make me some coffee!

Oh. Something hit me

in the f***in' head last night.

Hello.

Shut up.

[Muttering]

These you can mist.

Water them once a week.

Harriet, we're running

behind schedule.

- I'm gonna bring the bags down to the car.

- Okay. All right.

- So those you can mist. Right.

- So these are the same -

Jerry? Saturday's

Casey's birthday party.

The plan was to swim.

Howard's nephew's a lifeguard.

We were gonna pay him to watch the kids.

But - [Sighs]

I don't know now.

Maybe you should drain the pool,

change the water.

Won't the "methalanon"

contaminate the water?

They sprayed again last night.

It's safe, Mrs. Finnigan.

It's only toxic for a few hours.

The water actually dilutes it,

so water's probably the safest place to be.

So irresponsible. Casey has allergies.

The slightest thing sets him off.

I wouldn't worry about it,

Mrs. Finnigan.

Well... why don't you

come again Saturday?

When's your next regular day?

Tuesday.

L-l-I can't make it Saturday.

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