Halloween II Page #2

What the Christ are you doing here?

You're gonna freeze your ass off

out here.

- Please! Please! Please!

- Here, easy.

- Look, just sit down. Here, here.

- Please!

Put this on before they blame me

for you catching pneumonia.

The nurse is dead. The nurse is-

No, no, it's going to be okay.

Listen, it's going to be all right.

I work here. My name is Buddy.

- Okay, it's going to be fine.

- No, it's not.

I've gotta get you back.

- Just let me go get my car, okay?

- Please! Please!

- It'll just take a second.

- No, no!

No, honey, it'll just take a second.

- Please don't leave me.

- The car is right out there.

Look, look, here. Here, here.

Just drink what's left of this

till I get back, okay?

Okay? And I promise,

I'll be back in just a second.

- No, please.

- Nobody's gonna hurt you, honey.

It'll be all right. Here,

I'm gonna lock this door, okay?

One second...

...and then I will pull up

right here, okay?

All right.

Buddy!

Buddy, please.

Buddy, please come back!

Buddy!

Buddy!

I'm sorry.

This old car doesn't always

like to start...

...especially in the rain.

Everything will be fine, okay?

No! Buddy!

Somebody! Somebody, please!

Help me! Help me, please!

No!

Come on.

He's dead.

He's f***ing dead.

Oh, f***.

Oh, God.

I am running ragged this morning.

- Morning.

- Running ragged.

Good morning.

- Did you hear Laurie last night?

- Yes, Dad.

I hear her every night. Please,

God, don't say anything to her.

I won't. I won't.

Want some egg whites?

No. I think I'm gonna get me one

of them sticky buns on the way in.

That's great. Pastry for breakfast.

Seriously, 500 calories

of sugar and sh*t.

I know it, I know it.

- Morning.

- Morning.

Good morning, sunshine.

- I got to go.

- Hey, slow your roll for one second.

Please do not forget

to pick up the pizza.

And whole-wheat crust.

God, Annie.

Why don't we just have them take

the cheese and put it on cardboard?

- Aren't you late?

- Cardboard's got a lot of fiber.

- And it's cheap.

- No meat.

Rough night?

Did you hear me?

Just a little.

God. Just when I think

I can get back to...

...something as simple as sleep,

it's like...

...right back at me.

Do you wanna tell me about it?

Nah.

I don't remember much.

It was a hospital one.

I haven't had one of those in a while.

Guess I know what I'll be

yakking about in therapy today.

One day at a time, babe.

One day at a time.

One f***ing day at a time.

You know what, if I hear that f***ing

phrase one more f***ing time-

She just f***ing sits there in her

f***ing leather chair and judges me...

...like she's f***ing God.

- It's her job, Laurie. My God.

What am I supposed to say?

Boo-f***ing-hoo for you.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes