Panic Page #2
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It's late. It's a
school night, remember?
Good night, dad. Good night, sweetheart.
Close your eyes.
Sleep tight.
Don't let the... what?
Don't let the... robbers
come through the window?
Go to sleep.
He's seeing a shrink.
Our son. Who?
Alex is seeing a shrink? Mm-hmm.
What for? I can't imagine.
Shrink.
They talk, right?
Spills his guts?
It's his age. Maybe it'll pass.
On the other hand,
maybe you're losing him.
Like hell I am.
Please, don't say anything. I
promised him I wouldn't tell you.
It's so... sensitive.
I just thought you should know.
I'm late.
I hate having to compress a whole
week's tragedies into 50 minutes.
I mean, it's probably all they're
worth at most. I know that.
But the fact of the matter is,
they're my tragedies.
They're all I've got, and I don't
wanna have to just rush through them.
Not for 130 bucks an hour,
thank you very much.
- Hundred and thirty?
- Yeah. Why? How much do you pay?
Hundred and twenty-five.
I'll be damned.
That b*tch is overcharging me.
Hi, sarah.
Hi.
- Sorry I'm late.
- That-that's your name, huh? Sarah?
- Sarah cassidy.
- Alex.
Why'd you come back, alex?
I don't know.
Are you married? Mm-hmm.
- What's your wife's name?
- Martha.
Children? A boy...
sammy. He's six.
Does martha know what you do?
Mm-mm.
Would she approve if she did know?
Mm-mm.
Alex, if you're going
it's important that I'm
clear about the rules.
What you say in here about the
past is completely protected...
by doctor-patient
confidentiality,
but if I think a crime
is going to be committed,
I'm under obligation to
report it to the authorities.
You understand?
I like p*ssy. Is there
anything wrong with that? No.
Then why are you staring at me
like I kill people for a living?
I'm listening, sarah.
I'm just listening.
Seems more like
disapproving to me.
What if I were to tell you
I was gay?
You are? You'd take my point?
Might. So, anyway,
we had some wine.
Where?
At my place, on the couch.
And the next thing I know, I've got
this idea that I can seduce her.
I mean, why not, right? No big deal. Like
I said, I've slept with girls before.
So what did you do with tracy?
I just kind of leaned over
and kissed her.
She kinda liked it, because the next thing I
knew, she's got her tongue down my throat,
and she's moaning and stuff,
you know, making a lot of noise.
And we're off to the races.
Hey, dad. I got louie to bring
you the chicken a la king.
Love that chicken a la king.
You're lookin' good.
Thanks. You too.
My tits are saggin'
. You, you're young,
strong.
I envy you.
When I was your age,
I used to look
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