Alcoholist Page #2

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Nothing was taken,

hardly any damage,

just a couple of bottles

from the company fridge.

The strange thing is,

the thief knew

the alarm codes.

Do you know anything,

Danny?

Get out!

I'm giving you

one week's time

to register yourself

in a rehabilitation clinic.

I want you

to clean yourself up

and come back

and work for me.

Otherwise,

I'll have you arrested.

And believe me,

I will do it.

Honey, didn't you say

that you wanted

to talk to him?

-What?

-The neighbor?

Didn't you say that

as soon as he got home

there was something

that you wanted to ask him?

Oh, yep, yep.

Hello?

Can you come out here

for a sec?

We need to talk.

Hey, hello?

Listen, you can't pull

that sh*t off anymore,

do you understand me?

I use that street,

my wife uses that street,

you can't just park

in the middle of the road.

If you do it again,

i swear by Christ,

I will have you towed.

Hey!

You f***ing drunk.

I can't sleep more than

three or four hours a night.

When I put my head

on the pillow,

my jaw starts

throbbing.

Even the good ones

are starting to go bad.

And since I can't

drink anymore,

the pain is unbearable,

and, so, if anyone

can help me out,

I found a doctor

who can fix me up

for next to nothing...

If anyone can find it

in their heart

to help me out.

Thank you, Jim,

for sharing your experience.

Okay, guys,

let's support Jim.

Hey...

Did the board

mention anything

about giving me

a group?

Yes.

And what did

they say?

It's just a bit

too soon, Claire.

But it's already

been three months.

Well, after what happened,

you know, everybody,

including myself,

feels that you need

a bit more time

before you should interact

with patients directly.

You little sh*t.

When I started

working here

you hadn't even

finished high school.

That's true.

And now

I'm your supervisor.

And as your supervisor,

I suggest you chill

the f*** out

until further notice.

They've asked me

to keep an eye on you.

You're gonna f***ing die.

You're gonna

f***ing die.

You're gonna f***ing die.

You're gonna

f***ing die.

Claire?

Did I dial

the right number?

-Claire?

-It's me.

Is this

a bad time? Um...

Just thought we could talk

for a minute.

Listen, I made a mistake

by showing up yesterday.

I don't think

I'm the right person

to help you.

At least, not right now.

Okay, uh,

i understand, then.

-I shouldn't have called.

-No, no, no, no.

You can call anytime.

It-- it's great

that you're ready

to get help.

It's just that i--

I don't wanna

take your case right now.

I've got colleagues,

people who I trust

who can help you.

I'm just so sick.

I have these

stabbing pains inside,

and i-- I don't know

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