Every Day Page #6

Very male.

Little tweak.

Not too bad.

F***ing fantastic

first script.

Thank you

very much.

How's yours

coming along?

Oh, good. You know.

No, I don't. That's why I'm asking.

It's just, I'm in the thick

of it still.

Can't tell yet.

But I think good.

[imitates Ned's voice]

That's reassuring.

[violin music]

You should work

on your legato.

It's an Italian word.

It means to bind, to tie together.

[clears throat]

From the Latin, ligare.

I'm just learning it.

You're learning it wrong.

Your bowing's jerky.

Did you ever play the violin?

I know what good

musicianship is.

I was a percussionist

in high school and the Army.

I listen to Ellington and Basie.

It's not just about the notes.

He's just beginning it, Dad.

It's a very difficult piece.

If you learn it wrong,

it's twice as difficult.

He's playing for enjoyment.

He's not planning

on being a professional.

Well, I guess then it doesn't matter

how well he plays.

You were never able

to take criticism either.

I think it depends

on how it's given.

There's no easy way to give it.

It's like medicine.

You just take it,

if you really want to get better.

Night.

What am I gonna do with

his son when he comes?

Randy says he's

a real boy-boy.

I have no idea what a boy-boy

talks about.

What do you talk

about with your son?

Uh, clean your room, shut down

the computer, things like that.

[deep sigh]

How long have you and

Randy been together?

Two and a half years.

It's a record.

Except when I was 15 and I fell

madly in love with a seminarian.

How old was he?

Twenty-five.

Must have been weird.

I mean, you know,

the whole age difference.

Some gays like 'em young.

Night, Garrett.

[violin playing]

(Jeannle)

He was supposed to call me back by six.

[smoke alarm beeping]

He increased the dosage

and so now he's getting dizzy.

He also is complaining

about constipation.

You know what? If you could

just have him call me back

that would be great.

Ow, God! Damn him!

[beeping continues]

Don't you have some homework to do?

[door opens and closes]

[beeping stops]

You okay?

Mama burnt dinner again.

We spent five hours at the VA

waiting to see someone.

Flnally I just left.

I had to pick up Ethan.

So now I'm taking him

back there tomorrow.

(Ned) It's okay.

I didn't want lasagna anyway.

I can't do it all.

Chauffeur him to the doctor

pick up Ethan, go shopping,

make dinner

try to resuscitate

my nonexistent, f***ing career.

It's fine. We can order out.

You can never have

too many burritos.

(Jonah)

I'm off

Hey, hey, whoa-whoa-

whoa-whoa. Come here.

What?

You're going to

the prom like that?

Yeah, it's a dance.

It's not like a formal thing.

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