The Hanging Garden Page #2

your bottle is empty.

Sucker.

B*tch.

Ladies on the left, gents on the right.

Violet, you'll miss the bouquet.

Give me that!

Maizie O'Shea, you better get out of there.

You're not allowed

to catch any more bouquets.

At least, not till you get your divorce!

Okay, let's go.

Who's going to be married next?

Who's going to be the lucky one?

That's a bitter first taste

of married life, isn't it?

Better find her a man before she comes to.

All the gents in their spots,

shove it along, now.

I think you've done enough damage

for one day.

- It was your idea.

- You did it first!

You're supposed to know better.

Idiot.

Where'd it go?

Sh*t!

Jesus.

William caught it!

William caught the headband!

Violet! Get out

of the f***ing street, you idiot!

We could've cracked

your f***ing head open!

F*** you.

That's exactly right, f*** me.

Take him in and clean him up.

Poppy.

He should've been on time.

There's no reason

he couldn't have been on time.

It's okay.

You're okay.

So, what do you do, now?

I'm a waiter, and when I can,

I sing jingles on the radio.

Sorry.

- Jingles?

- Commercials.

Sing me a jingle.

My biggest gig so far has been...

W-98 FM

Radio

But there's two other people

singing it with me.

They play it every 20 minutes, or something.

Mostly, I'm a waiter.

- Look, she's dreaming of me.

- I'll make some tea.

I never looked at the room from up here.

It's a lot different.

Be different if you were tall.

Nobody's that tall.

Magic Johnson.

- I thought I had some of that weird tea.

- Regular's fine.

There's a whole cake left.

I gave Rosemary your room...

but you've got all kinds of stuff

in the basement.

Just take what you want.

Great, I can use my old T-shirts

as bed sheets.

I've been taking care of your things

for 10 years.

I just want you to look around,

and if there's anything that you want...

I want you to take it with you.

That's why I kept your things

in the first place.

Otherwise, I could have got rid of them.

Can he even see?

Sometimes.

Why don't you have him put down?

I've been trying

to have him put down for a year.

Your father won't do it.

All it is to me is suffering.

All those years he knew not to sh*t the floor.

Now, he can't help it.

But he knows he's not supposed to.

He feels bad about it, you can tell.

The expression on his face when

you come home and he's sh*t the floor.

No one punishes him anymore.

He just feels bad.

What about Nana?

They don't let you put down old people.

I don't think she's got dying on her mind.

Known that woman for 30 years.

Never seen her happier.

- Alzheimer's?

- Yeah. About five years ago...

caught her in the middle of the night

taking the stove apart...

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