Flying Lessons Page #3
uh, around two o'clock.
Uh, two, two...
Um...
Yeah. That-
that should work out fine.
Oh, great.
I'll see you then.
All right, bye-bye.
( sighs )
( car starts )
Aaah!
Aahh aaah aaah aah!
Aaah aah aaah aah!
Aaah!
You're alive.
You're alive.
These people, I don't
know who they are. Those...
They say he'll get worse.
What's wrong with him?
( chuckles )
According to harry?
Nothing.
According to the doctors
he has Alzheimers disease.
I make his breakfast,
so it'd be lunch,
Maybe dinner, depending on
what time I get back. Mm-hmm.
Don't worry about his bath. I'll
take care of that, unless you-
Oh. (laughs)
No, that's...
That's cool.
It's-really, it's just...
Keeping an eye on things.
Okay.
Harry:
Oughta be ableto figure 'em out...
Harry.
...Too damn many of them.
Harry?
This is Sophie.
Okay. I guess I'll let you two
get to know each other.
Good luck.
( door opens, closes )
Harry?
Can I use your restroom?
Upstairs at
the end of the hall.
Bathroom's
the next one down!
( music box off )
sorry.
Cheers.
( chuckles )
Apart from the gimp,
how ya doin'?
'07 was so much better.
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Benefits denied.
Yep, it's been
a year and a half,
And everybody in
this gossipy f***in' town
Andy killed himself.
I don't think they... They
all think that, ya know?
Well, the insurance company
thinks that.
Well, that's what they do,
these insurance companies.
I mean, they just...
You know, Steven, I was driving
Mm-hmm.
And I couldn't help but notice
My name was still on the sign.
I was promised
a monthly payment,
By you, by the bank,
There was a whole schedule
worked out. Remember?
We're just way past time,
okay?
Andy's interest in the firm
falls to me, right?
I'd like to help you,
really I would, but...
So...
What are you saying?
You just have to be patient.
Sure.
Another year?
What is it?
Huh?
Um, I'm in a little bit
of trouble here, Steven.
What kind of trouble?
Uh, just, um, behind on
And the creditors are-
are circling.
I mean, I guess I could, uh...
Could sell the house, uh,
or, I don't know... what, um-
F***ing foreclosure.
How far behind are you?
Three months.
Let me talk to some
people, and, uh.. Who? Who?
Who can you talk to?
I know some people
down at the bank.
I'll go chat with them and we'll
see if we can figure this out, okay?
Don't worry.
All right?
What are you doing?
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