Middle Men Page #2

Maybe I should go back even further.

Buck Dolby moved out to LA

only a couple of months earlier

to join Wayne Beering.

These two were childhood friends,

and like everybody else,

were trying to figure out a way

to make it big and get rich.

The only problem was that

they had no plan whatsoever

on how to make their dream come true.

Who could guess that would be

the perfect recipe for success?

As I was flying in here,

I noticed there was so much haze.

How do you deal with all this smog?

Oh, yeah, I don't really

go out that much.

Well, you have a job.

No, I've been collecting disability,

but it runs out in a few weeks.

- You hurt yourself?

- No, I fell.

- I told them I was gonna sue.

- What are you gonna do?

Oh, I don't know, but I feel

I'm on the verge of something.

Yeah? Me, too! I feel like

I'm on the verge of something.

It's like I got these ideas.

Theyjust keep rushing at me.

- Yeah.

- Like idea after idea after idea.

- It's like this waterfall.

- Yeah, it's like a cascade.

- Yeah, like...

- Yeah.

Like I said, they were idiots.

Well, that's not exactly true.

Believe it or not,

Buck was some kind of big-shot

rocket scientist at the age of 22.

He apparently has an IQ of 1 87,

although you'd never know it

talking to the guy.

Buck's favorite thing in the world to do

was spending weekends at NASA,

getting coked to the gills

and floating in space.

Needless to say, he got fired.

Sit. Sit. Sit.

From what I understand,

Wayne was a terrific veterinarian.

He even taught some classes.

- Who's the doctor here, you or me?

- You are, but...

The only problem was that he started

performing unnecessary surgeries

to ensure a steady supply

of canine barbiturates.

That pretty much ended

Wayne's career as a veterinarian.

- Good to see you, man.

- Yeah.

Do we have any, like, hook-up or like,

what's the gack situation?

Dealer's coming over tonight.

Now, I found out

a friend of mine in LA

who owned a night club was sick

and he couldn't work.

Apparently his family needed my help.

- Is he all right?

- Yeah, but he can't work for a while.

Susan called. She wanted to know

if you'd go out to LA for a few weeks,

help straighten out his business.

I spoke to a lawyer out there,

a guy named Jerry Haggerty.

He says the place could be

a real gold mine, baby,

but if you don't get out there soon,

that's it.

They're gonna lose everything.

I'm talking the lot.

I didn't want to leave my family

in Houston. We were happy.

Like everybody else,

we were mortgaged to the hilt,

had credit card debt and were constantly

struggling to make ends meet.

Not a great place to be with a family.

Besides, babe...

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