Blue in the Face Page #3

7:
00 you're out there with the tickets.

- That's a schedule?

- It's a schedule. It's a job.

- It's where I have to be. It's something she understands.

- And what is this?

What are you doin' even like deciding

wh-what she needs to think, what l...

Wh-What are you gettin'

in my sh*t for?

I don't give a sh*t

what you do with your life.

- Do what you like. But leave my sister...

- Then shut up about it.

- In one piece.

- Then shut up about it! Why you come in here...

- These... This place... Don't touch me.

- I don't like to see my sister...

How 'bout you don't touch me at all, okay?

Keep your greasy diner f***in' fingers off me.

- What?

- You know, I had...

- Where do you come off?

- I spent a year listening to Phil, my good friend...

You know Phil. I spent a f***in' year

listening to him b*tch about you.

A year! And now you're gonna tell me

how to run my relationship?

- You're gonna tell me what I should do to my girlfriend, or shouldn't do?

- I'm asking...

I believe you come... Y-Y-You... Phil left you.

I think that was the case, right?

- A-Am I mistaken about that?

- I don't think that was the sequence of events.

I think he left... Well, no.

What was, then? What, you left him?

No, I don't think so.

I don't think so! No. He left you.

- You know why he left her? Frigid. Frigid.

- I'm glad you're an ex...

That's why. Frigid.

Nothin'. Nothin'! Nothin'! Nothin'!

- F*** you!

- Ice b*tch. Ice b*tch.

F*** you, you bastard!

I taught him handball, and he's my best

opponent because the score's always tied.

We don't fight at home

because we fight on the court.

I'm talkin' about drop-dead fights.

I won't give.

I'll die. I'll fall down on that court

before I give him a point.

And then he tries

to harass me on, you know.

He said, "Oh! Now," he said,

"I'm gonna get serious."

And every time he does that,

I kick his butt.

What the f*** you come in here

doin' this sh*t for?

These are my friends. You're telling

him how to run his business!

These are my friends. What the hell

you comin' in here tellin' my friends...

- Dennis, come on.

- No! F*** you. F*** you!

- All right, I'll just go out.

- Just forget about it.

- What we... What were you yelling about?

- Is that what this is about?

- You guys sit around here and talk all day this trash?

- Nah. No.

I'm sorry. I started it.

Believe me, I know I started it.

- Nobody talks about you.

- Hmm.

Wh-What were you

yelling about?

- Things we shouldn't've been yelling about.

- You want a hug?

- Yeah.

- Yeah?

Get right in there, Jimmy.

- Do you feel better?

- Yeah, a lot better.

- You're not rigid anymore?

- No, no. Not rigid.

I get rigid sometimes.

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