Flashbacks Of A Fool Page #2

Get outta here! You understand me?

God!

Put that on your nose.

Come and sit down.

Step in.

There you go. Steady.

Put your head back. There you go.

I... I'll make you some tea, shall I?

You don't know how to make tea.

- You're gonna leave me, aren't you?

- What?

You're gonna leave me.

Are you gonna stand there

with your thumb up your ass

or are you gonna get the phone?

Is that a roundabout way of saying

you don't wanna discuss it right now?

- Hello?

- Joe?

- Hi, Mum.

- You picked up the phone!

- Where's Ophelia?

- Busy. Can I call you back?

- I'm in the middle of something.

- Joe, I've got some bad news.

- What, are you OK?

- Yes, I'm fine.

- Is Peggy OK?

- No, Peggy's fine.

I hate to tell you this

over the phone.

Just tell me!

Mum?

- Mum, are you there?

- Oh, dear...

- For God's sake, tell me!

- Joe, I'm so sorry.

Just tell me, Mum, please.

Boots has died.

What?

Boots has died.

When... Boots has died?

- When?

- Yesterday. It happened yesterday.

I'm so sorry, Joe.

How?

They're not sure yet.

There has to be an autopsy.

Joe?

Yeah. Yeah, Mum, I'm here.

They're holding the funeral

at Saint Joseph's.

Ruth would love you to come,

but she understands if you're too busy.

Joe, it's been such a shock to her.

He wasn't even ill. There was no

warning that this was coming.

I feel terrible telling you this

over the phone.

I know you haven't seen him for years,

but I know how much you meant

to each other.

He was so proud of you

and all that you've achieved.

- Can you get me a Bloody Mary?

- Certainly, sir.

I'm so sorry I'm late.

The traffic was dreadful.

Joe Scott, Hollywood's hottest

young director, Ritchie Smith.

How are you doing? The script

is fantastic. Congratulations.

Mannie says you've directed

some music videos.

Did you look at 'em?

F***in' awesome, ain't they?

- You didn't send them to me.

- We didn't?

No.

Excuse me. Hello?

Yeah. What do you mean? I've been

trying to get hold of you for days.

Yes, I have! Now is not a good time.

Don't call me when

I'm in a f***ing lunch meeting!

I am serious! I'll talk to you later.

- Can I get another one?

- Why didn't you call the office?

That's the place to call, not when

I'm having lunch, OK? Call me later.

Sure. Bye.

Sorry about that. There'll be a tape

at your house when you get home, OK?

OK, let's order some food!

OK. This stuff looks good, huh?

I had a big breakfast.

I'm just gonna have a salad.

Yeah, so am I.

Hello?

Dave! How are you, my man?

No, that's great.

Sure, we'll talk later. OK, bye.

Let's order! Excuse me?

- I'm gonna have a green salad.

- Yeah, for me as well.

- Ritchie, want anything?

- Burger.

- Burger.

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