Tammy Page #2
No f***ing way!
I'm gonna be too busy
f***ing models and sh*t!
MQfn!
MQfn!
TAMMY:
Mom, open the door!
Greg's cheating on me, Mom.
- What?
- Yeah, I know.
What a jerk, right?
What happened?
I went home after a shitty day,
and Greg and Missi Jenkins...
...are having, like, a really romantic dinner
at our dining room table.
And Greg made it.
Okay, then I'm sorry. That's terrible.
I'm not exactly thrilled about it myself.
I just need to borrow your car.
Why? Where's yours?
because a deerjumped out in front of me.
Can I just have your car
so I can get out of this shitty town?
I will drive you to work.
I'm not giving you my car.
I don't need you to drive me to work, okay?
Keith fired me.
Little prick.
- Are we really gonna do this again, Tammy?
- What?
Every time something bad happens,
you throw a fit...
...say you're leaving, you never get more
than 10 miles outside of town...
...you start feeling sorry for yourself,
and you come back and throw another fit.
- That's not true.
- It's a pattern.
It's not a pattern.
- It is.
- That's not even what a pattern is.
A pattern is a thing
You just don't know science.
A pattern is a series of things or events...
...that repeat themselves on and on,
sometimes into infinity.
That's what a galaxy is. It's not a pattern.
- Fine.
- God.
If you don't wanna help me,
just give me the keys to Dad's truck.
- No. Absolutely not.
- Fine. Then I'm gonna take Grandma's car.
- No, you're not. She is old and not well.
- Then she doesn't need a car.
Right? You answer that.
- Don't go. Tammy.
- Grandma, I need your car keys.
Yep, I heard everything,
and I am ready to go.
I'm taking your car. I'm not taking you.
- You're not getting my car unless you take me.
No.
- Oh, yeah. What?
Mom.
- What, you packed a bag?
Yeah.
Wait a minute. No one is going anywhere.
I am. I'm just not taking
this a**hole with me.
Hey. You're not exactly my first choice
for a traveling companion either...
...but you're the best bet I have
to get out of this stupid house.
I'm sorry, Deborah, but it is a stupid house.
And I hate it.
I love you, but I am not gonna die
in this house alone.
You're not gonna die here alone.
You're gonna die here with me and Don.
- That's a shitty thing to say.
- That's a very shitty thing to say.
I meant it in a good way.
- What's a good way?
Oh, my God.
Never mind.
- Shitty.
- Very shitty.
Your doctor says you have to take it easy.
Dr. Lansing is an imbecile.
Do we have a deal?
No offense, but no f***ing way.
I have $6700 in cash.
Bullshit. Prove it.
Yeah. That's gonna do it.
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