The Giant Mechanical Man Page #2

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- Your... Wait, what? Are you coming back?

- No.

You're leaving?

Where's your suitcase?

- I don't need a suitcase. This isn't a movie.

- I don't understand.

I'm sick of it, Tim, I'm sick of the robot.

- I'm sick of the struggle.

- This again. The struggle's a part of the art, Pauline.

- Van Gogh never sold a painting.

- Tim, you're not Van Gogh, okay?

Okay. Well... I'm not saying I'm an artist,

but people have called me an artist.

You know what?

I do need a suitcase.

If it looks like a duck and

it acts like a duck, then it's a duck.

- What's a duck?

- I'm a duck.

- What are you talking about?

If it's quacks, and has web feet and feathers

then it's a duck, babe.

- What are you talking about?

- I'm talking about me.

- But I'm not, see? I am talking about us.

I am talking about leaving you and you're

talking about ducks.

- Because I thought you believed in me.

- I never believed in you, Tim.

I just thought it was charming.

I'll be in the car.

- What the hell's goin' on out there?

Can I give you some advice, man to man,

Do you mind?

Cause, I really like you.

But you know what I see when I looked at you?

You're thirty-somethin', you're poor,

my sister's leaving you,

you got no real future to speak of,

And you know why that is?

Look, I'll tell you why that is.

Because, people weren't meant to live like this.

Painted up like a metal guy.

There's a reason the entire population

gets up in the morning and clogs the freeways,

because they gotta go to work.

That's a part of life and always has been. You know?

You're a farmer.

I mean, whether you like it or not, you're a farmer

and you have got to plow the fields.

- What fields?

- You know what I'm saying.

You think I wanna sit behind a desk,

in a little room and push a pencil around the paper all day?

Hell no! But I do it.

Why?

You know that song by The Little River Band,

'Have you heard about the lonesome loser"?

- Great song.

- Well, Tim, if you're not careful, you're gonna end up like the guy in that song.

You're a farmer. Plow the fields.

- Hello?

- Where are you, Janice?

- Oh, hey Jill.

- Are you coming over? Oh... Hold on, hold on.

I know. We ran out of dip.

- Janice?

- Yeah.

- Did you hear me? I said we ran out of dip.

- I didn't know you were talking to me.

- Huh?

- I said I didn't know you were talking to me!

- What does that mean?

- I thought you were talking to someone at the party.

- I'm talking to you, I called you, Janice.

- No, I know, but...

- Aah, Jesus Christ, Janice. Are you even listening?

We ran out of dip. For the chips.

We have no more dip!

- Okay, I'm sorry.

- Don't be sorry, Just, bring some more dip.

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