An American Affair Page #3
I've gotta go.
My mom's gonna pick me up.
Yeah, we better.
Call me when you have it fixed.
you weren't gonna tell us about it?
I glued it back in.
You glued it?
This isn't a baby tooth, Adam.
These don't grow back.
I know that.
Then why didn't you tell us?
I don't know.
What is wrong with you?
Nothing is wrong with me.
What is that supposed to mean?
Every day you come home dirty
after working in that woman's garden.
- You spent all the time alone in your room...
- You said...
- You spent all the time alone in your room...
- Because you...
- You don't talk to us anymore.
It's your tooth,
for God's sake.
My tooth!
My tooth.
What was that?
I have no idea.
Well... we'll call the dentist
in the morning.
Society girls and Washington wives.
Nero feels...
Rome burns.
Who the f*** are you?
It isn't safe to ignore people
in the dark kid.
You didn't answer my question.
Oh, you like to sneak around,
is that what you like to do?
You like to watch?
You like to sneak around and watch?
How about I put you in jail?
Let other people watch you for a while.
You can't put me in jail.
Oh no?
You're not a cop.
What makes you say that?
You're drunk.
Drunks come in all shapes and sizes, kid.
Come on.
So this is what a journey to higher consciousness looks like?
Hello, Graham.
Pathetic...
Look at you.
I found this peeping tom outside.
- Hi, Adam.
- Hi.
Oh. You know him...
He's doing some work for me...
in the garden.
In the garden...
Looks like Vietnam. Post napalm.
Don't you like it?
No.
Good.
Why?
It's nice to have a man around the house.
What the f*** are you laughing at?
What!
Go upstairs.
I'll be up in a minute.
What happened to you?
Where did you go?
I'm right here, Graham,
just like always.
You made a promise to me...
and Harris.
You said you'd take care of us,
even after he...
We could have had another kid.
We were still a family.
People see you...
It's not as if it's a secret
Going in and out of the White House.
They see you, Catherine.
Why do you care?
- You're my wife.
- Was!
Was your wife.
Everyone knows...
And you know why?
Cause you're not the only one,
Catherine.
He's got a string of women
and he fucks them all.
Every last one of them.
You can't hurt me anymore, Graham.
Not you, not your government,
your precious agents.
None of it can touch me.
He was my son too...
Was he?
Tough day at the office?
I got Cubans running around south
Florida and Louisiana,
just looking to shoot someone.
Idiots with guns.
Well I told you the anticomunism brigade won't work.
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