Pushing Dead Page #2
- Year:
- 2016
- 110 min
- 61 Views
out of paper
at independently owned
coffee shops and then
tens of people are
gonna show up.
- It's 2015.
- Who's Grumps?
- Uh...
Dot left me.
- What?
Are you serious?
- She threw me out the house.
I deserve it.
I'm a pain in the ass.
- You're a huge pain in the ass
but come on, you guys,
you guys are gonna
get through this,
you've been together forever.
What the hell happened?
[MUSIC]
- I don't know.
[INDISTINCT YELLING]
Got into an argument.
Nothing out of the ordinary.
not knowing how
to be affectionate.
Called me an a**hole,
a motherf***er,
and things got a
little out of hand.
- I've got something
for your ass right now.
- Oh, you got something
for my ass now, okay then.
- I got something
for you right here.
- Yeah I'm, I'm right here.
Get it for my ass right now.
Not, not, not my, not them...
All right then, all right then.
What about my...
What, what-- Oh!
- Yeah, let's get
down in it, now!
- This the one you
really like, huh?
- No you are not!
Watch this, baby.
Right there.
- (slow motion roar) No!
[CERAMIC BREAKING]
[INDISTINCT YELLING]
- Oh you get out of here now!
- I ain't getting
out of nowhere!
- Okay.
Well, it's obviously
not the first
huge fight that you've had,
and it won't be the last.
What are you looking for?
- I thought we had
a blanket here.
It's gonna be cold tonight.
- Stop it.
You're not staying here.
and then tomorrow
you're gonna talk to Dot
and you're gonna
work everything out.
- Hey, Bob, will you
do me a personal favor
and stay with me please?
- Okay.
For one night.
And then I'll set up camp
here in the morning.
- All right,
you've got yourself a deal.
(clears throat)
- Oh, that's a good idea.
It's not like that's a
depressant or anything.
- Ahh.
- We have a capacity
crowd here at Club Dot
for Poetry Slam Thursday.
I am your host,
Dan Shauble.
our first contestant
I have one question:
Do we actually have
any contestants?
How 'bout a,
a simple show of hands?
Is anyone here to slam?
Okay!
Apparently it's just me.
(clears throat)
[MUSIC]
When we met,
my breath was thick.
When you smiled,
one thousand children laughed.
And when you told me
that you loved me,
that's when life made sense.
When you rolled
yourself up
into that thing that you called
the human sphere.
When hawk wings
sprouted from your hunched
reptilian back.
When your body grew to
When you swallowed my ten
dollars in change and sang to me
in that indistinguishable
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