Sleepwalking Page #2
# I can't believe #
# That woman done burnt me out #
Don't say it.
All right.
- How do I look?
- Great.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
- It's... You look great.
- Aren't you a little old for that shirt?
Didn't I just say "Don't say it"?
I think I did.
- Yeah.
- Okay.
- Where are you going at least?
- Out.
Oh, my God. That's him.
All right. Wish me luck.
- Bye.
- Bye.
Have a really wonderful time, Mom.
# Got to get in a hurry #
Hey!
# I got to get on down #
Shut up!
Shut up. This is my brother's place.
Baby, whoa.
Wait. Wait.
Just for fun? Wait.
We can say
it's the alcohol talking later.
But just for fun, just...
just say you love me.
Come on. Just say it.
Doesn't have to mean anything.
- I love you.
- Do you?
I love your jeans.
- Don't say that.
- I love your pants.
- Say it. Just say it.
- I love your underpants.
- Say it.
- I love you.
Yeah?
Who's the man
who always brings you flowers?
You.
Baby! Mmm!
Whoa. Wait. Wait.
Cool your jets. Hang on.
I'll be right back.
I'll be right back, okay?
It's okay. It's okay, baby.
Christ, what kind of flophouse
you runnin' here, Jojo?
I didn't mean to cramp your style, Sly.
Come on. Come on.
Hey.
Hey, get any sleep?
No.
You know, we should've asked you
if we could stay here.
I should've done that.
You asked.
You... You called me up.
No, James.
I remember.
It was 2:
00 in the morning.The cops were going through everything.
I told you. I didn't ask you.
Well, anyway,
I'm glad you guys are here.
Jeez.
You know, James,
you shouldn't turn around and be nice.
That's not how it works.
You're a good guy.
You should start standing up for yourself.
We're not with Dad anymore.
What's Dad got to do with this?
Nothin'.
Hey, you remember this?
- Yeah.
- Yeah?
That's the day we left the farm.
He beat the sh*t out of me that night.
Look at her.
She's growing up so fast.
I really screwed it up this time.
This is a good place for her.
I'm just trying to say thank you, James.
Yeah. It's...
It's okay.
Yeah.
Hey.
Um, I wouldn't go in there just...
just yet, okay?
Where's Mom?
What?
She's not here.
Did she leave a note or anything?
Did you see anything here?
She probably went out for smokes.
I gotta go.
I'm late for work. Sorry.
Hey, how you gonna get to school?
Um, I'll just wait for her.
Okay. Bye.
All right. That's lunch!
So, Speedy, you have any idea
where I could buy
Don't worry. I'm not gonna let
any of these other morons in on it.
So what's she up to?
Joleen in jail?
She and Tara are staying at my place.
What? Oh, sh*t, man!
You gotta have me over!
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