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It's Henry, open the door.

Patricia!

No, it's Henry. It's Henry.

- Who?

- It's Henry.

Grandpa, please, open...

Open the door.

Hi, sweetheart.

I thought you were

your mom.

You're dressed okay, there...

Were you going somewhere?

Now I'm goin' to work.

You are tired, OK?

It's very, very late so I need

you to go to sleep, OK?

Lets come to bed.

How're you doin', huh?

Some old people sleep

a lot before they die.

Isn't that silly?

F***.

- Everything okay?

- You shut up!

You listen

I know you're just some

under-educated drone

passing the time with

these old dying people

But I'm paying for his assisted

living, and you're not assisting him.

I told you, take the lock

off of his bathroom door!

You know how he gets

at night and forgets?

So you need to be there for

him, to make him feel safe.

Let me be very clear here!

You stop neglecting his needs

or I'll start f***ing with yours!

I will have you fired!

Then it's gonna

be your family!

Your children,

are gonna be at risk!

You got it?!

I got it.

Don't you ever make me come

down here again at this hour, OK?

Gimme the f***in' money!

You heard me!

Gimmme the f***in' money!

Give me the f***ing

money now!

You think I like you?

Give me the f***ing money!

- You want money?

- Now!

Why are you following me?

I am not. It's late, you should

be home, not to screw men.

What? Are you crazy now?

- What the f*** is your deal, huh?

- Get away from me.

Why did you let that guy

beat the sh*t out of me?

- Huh? You just sat there, like you

were a f***in lemon or something.

Excuse me, I don't wanna

talk to you.

You think there's something

wrong with that?

Listen, little kid.

I don't know how old you

were when it all went wrong,

but this isn't

the f***ing answer, OK?

You'll figure it out,

'cause you're gonne get

really old really quick.

Know that! - Why are you

so mean to me, huh?

You don't think I have feelings?

Do you?

Do you have feelings?

Listen, pal!

I mean, between you and me

you look like you've got

more problems than me.

- Oh really?

- Yeah, really!

- So come on, I'll make you better.

- What are you doing? Get off, please.

- Are you flerting with me?

- Nothing,

I'm just offering to hang out,

if you know what I mean.

- I don't wanna hang out with you.

- I don't know. You seem kinda lonely.

Maybe we go back

to your place just relax.

Afraid you'll like it?

I'm afraid you've been

f***ed and thrown away

so many times

you've gotten used to it.

F*** you, man!

F*** off, queer.

Have a good night, yeah.

Yeah, yeah!

Just walk away? Hey?

Where are you going?

"He just fucks

their sh*t up, and..."

"The ladies cry for me ..."

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