Down the Shore Page #3

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That's a good idea.

- Bailey'll name it.

- Go on.

Aw, f***!

You need help?

No.

Bailey, look what I got.

Oh, yeah?

Where'd you get that?

Jack won the ring toss.

Take that.

How'd he do that?

You know? Here.

I cut the ring so it could fit

the bottle, you know?

They cheat, we cheat.

Hey, Bailey, is it okay if I

leave Martin with you for a bit?

Yeah, sure.

I'll pick you up later, okay?

- Okay.

- Come on.

Hey, be careful

with that, you know?

I would not force so much

this mechanism, you know?

Is very delicate.

What, do you want me to give it

a little French kiss, huh?

Uh, I know this machine.

I can fix it Bailey,

but I need your help,

you know?

We have to, uh...

You know?

Is out of, um...

How you say, not in line?

- Yeah.

- Yeah?

So you need-- you wanna

do that, huh? Paisano?

What, are you Italian now?

Eh, a little bit of everything.

How about Vaffanculo?

Bravo, pow.

Forza.

Come on.

Okay? Uno...

- F*** you.

- ...due...

- Rotten bastard.

- ...tre, come on.

God damn it.

Ow, f***.

Yeah.

We fix it.

Bravo.

- Where's Marty?

- Jesus.

You scared the sh*t

out of me.

- Sorry. - He's at the

kiddie park with Bailey.

You hungry?

Yeah, I'm hungry.

I'm sorry.

This stuff with Susan,

it's hard to deal with, you know?'

Yeah, it doesn't

change anything, you know?

I'm worried about Bailey.

Susan was his whole life.

Bailey's gonna be fine.

You just need

to leave him alone.

I can't leave him alone.

What, I have to put you

under lock and key?

That's not funny.

Uh, joking.

Come on.

Come on, Wiley.

Stop it.

No, come on.

- Come on, I said stop it.

- Come on.

Come on, I mean it.

No, come on,

not like this.

- I can f*** any way I want it.

- No!

What the f***

is wrong with you?

I feel like I'm losing you, Mary.

# You got nobody #

# In the world... #

Sh*t.

F***ing lucky

son of a b*tch.

Hey, Wiley.

You wanna shut the f*** up?

Hey, f*** you, a**hole.

I got money on this.

F*** you.

Why don't you relax, Vinnie?

Come on.

Hey, you wanna go

for a ride?

What, you're not

going home?

No, I'm in the dog house.

How come?

I f***ed up, Bailey.

I don't now what

I'm doing anymore.

Who does?

Nah, it's different.

It's like I see it

in her eyes, man.

She just--

she's waiting for me

to screw up.

Hey.

Open the door.

God, I miss 'em, Bailey.

What?

Big rides.

They're so great when they're

lit up in the summer.

What are you doing?

Come on, cut the crap.

It's freezing out.

Shh, shh, shh.

She's listening.

Who?

Susan.

She loved these rides.

Remember the--

what was it, the Tornado?

What, did we take her on that thing,

like, a thousand times?

I can still hear her screaming.

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