All We Had Page #3

to do?

Mother:
I don't know

if you've ever been hungry.

I don't know what to do anymore

except keep running.

But we can't,

because our car broke down.

And we have nothing.

I mean, you can go ahead

and call cops, that's fine,

but they're just gonna

send me to jail

and they're gonna send my kid

to child services.

Do you know what child services

is like?

It's rough!

It's really shitty.

My uncle Marty has a bad heart,

and a stunt like that,

you could have killed him.

Shh, shh!

I'm sorry.

Sometimes...

I do...

I make bad decisions

to make up for some other

bad decisions,

and I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry.

-I just --

-you're a thief.

Look, mister,

superheroes don't fly

or look like Jesus.

They drive broken-down cars.

They take their kids with them

no matter where they go

or how bad things get,

and sometimes they make mistakes

just like anyone else.

We're sorry.

Pammy, hang up the phone,

would you, please?

My mother always said

that desperation brings out

the worst in people.

So, I think

if you treat people right,

you're gonna have a good life.

You know anything

about waitressing?

Woman:
Ma'am,

i didn't order this.

So sorry.

Ohh, the coffee's hot.

Woman:
Miss.

I'm sorry, we're still waiting

for our drinks.

Woman:
Can I get some ketchup?

You done with that?

-F*** you, fag!

-Suck my dick, tranny!

F*ggot!

Marty:
Hey, punks!

Get outta here!

Ruthie:
Bullies exist

in every town.

Big and small.

People hate

what they don't understand.

Mother:
Ruthie, wake up.

Wake up.

-Ruthie:
What?

-Mother:
Come on.

-Mother:
We have to get up.

-Ruthie:
Oh, what time is it?

Mother:
I think it's about 5:00.

Ruthie, sighing:
It's so early.

Mother:
I know it's so early.

-Ruthie:
It's so early.

-Mother:
Come on.

Mother:
Gotta get going.

Damn it.

I think the world's

a crazy mess.

Me, I'm simple.

I still listen to my mother.

And when I die...

She's gonna be waiting for me.

I don't lie to people.

I come in every morning.

I open that door.

And every night, I close it.

You know, I'm simple.

You have a prodigious talent.

You know --

you're one of the best

dishwashers I've ever seen.

Did you know that?

You are.

I can't afford to lose you.

I'm gonna give you

a dollar raise,

right here, right now.

Huh?

Whaddya say to that?

You gotta rewash that, though.

Just put it back in.

It's perfectly clean,

but now it has to be rewashed.

Tell you what, go get ready for

tonight's dinner shift, okay?

Okay.

Cute kid.

I've always wanted

a daughter like that.

Not as clumsy, all right,

but she...

She'll do okay.

-Pat sajak:
900.

-T.

Work smarter, not harder.

Man:
Yes, they're talking

about fantasy football,

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