The Matador Page #2

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- I needed a day like this.

I've had a tough couple of years...

I was with this business at Denver,

for nine years...

And out of the blue...

they laid me off.

Yeah, just like that, and...

...it was about two and a half years ago,

I've been struggling back ever since.

And today you go back.

Well... I hope.

- Today, you're a man again.

- Yeah.

And to be a man,

after they f*** you...

...and destroyed your self-respect...

...well, that is a great thing.

Thank you.

Two Margueritas, please.

- Are you married, Danny?

- Yeah, yeah... 14 years.

Let me guess, high-school sweetheart...

- It's true.

- Unbelievable.

That f***in' american dream,

eh?

Yeah... what about you?

What do you do for living?

Kids...?

You got kids, Danny?

- No, I crossed the line.

- No, you did not.

- Yes I did.

- You did not cross the line.

It's fine.

We lost our son three years ago.

It was a school-bus accident.

And one died...

That was Henry.

We had hard for a while...

- Two mexicans walk into a cantina!

- What?

Two mexicans walk into a cantina.

One of them is a midget, the other one

has a dick that's 15 inches long!

- What are you saying?

- I'm just trying to change the subject.

So the midget says to the bartender:

They call my friend, the human hard-on,

do you know what they call me?

- This is incredible!

- What?

You're very rude.

- I'm just trying to change the subject.

- Thank you very much for the drink.

Goodbye... goodnight, thank you.

Don't you wanna hear the punch-line?

It's a f***in' good one...

Thanks.

- Are you sure you don't wanna switch?

- No, no, you go.

- You're the one with the kids.

- And you're the one with a tree

in your kitchen.

You wanna flip another coin?

Come on somebody has to stay, I'll call

the minute I hear something.

- Call me sooner.

- Yeah.

- Oh, God!

- What?

Cell-phone,

I think I left it at the front desk.

- Watch my stuff for a sec?

- Yeah, yeah.

- So you're staying an extra few days.

- What?

- I couldn't help but overhear. - So you're

spying on my personal conversations now?

Something about the a**hole-buyers

not being completely convinced?

Now they wanna hear about other pitches?

Sorry about that.

I knew things was too good

to be true anyway.

I'm sorry about the circumstances,

bu I'm glad you're still in town-

-because it gives me the opportunity to tell

you how embarrassed I am about last night.

See...

See... the thing is...

I liked you.

I kind of enjoyed talking

to someone, you know.

- Just talking.

- Really?

And yet...

... I tell you about my dead son,

and you mock it.

I lost my wife...

I was 24 years old, I was drunk...

...I crashed our car into an old tree.

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