Grilled

Maury, listen,

man, I got a kid.

I gotta write

some business.

It's not my fault.

You're talking after the close, Dave,

- you panicked.

- You quit.

You quit on half a dozen sits where

there's a deal sitting there.

- Bullshit. Who?

- Long list:

Crocker, Sergeant Saigon

with the shrapnel in his head.

The man was

a writeable deal.

Davey, Jesus, what's with you

this morning? You gotta relax.

You should let me

stimulate your third eye point.

It'll energize you.

Put that away, all right?

I'm not your guinea pig.

You need to get your license before

we discuss you sticking pins in me.

Needles.

Still need a license.

How do I look?

- Good.

- God, I miss her.

Just... just keep

your mind on the day. That's all.

What?

Aw, come on.

Hurry!

Dolly. Dolly,

it's Daddy.

Daddy.

Shh.

Let's go.

We're late.

I love you.

- Me too.

- "Me too," what?

I love you.

What do you think?

Honk! Do you know

what "honk" means?

Korean couple.

- What?

- She was a nurse. There you gave up.

- It's like you don't give a shit.

- I give plenty of shit.

I don't get my tuition

paid by Monday,

- I gotta sit out the whole semester.

- Says who?

The acupuncture

university.

University.

It's a school.

What the hell you think

a university is?

To me, it suggests

a big campus,

sororities, high jinks,

trees... that sort of thing.

- Yeah.

- Your university is on Reseda,

in-between the TJ Maxx

and a Costco.

- Yeah, where's your university, huh?

- I don't need one, man.

It's all in here.

I can't take this

shit anymore.

- Hey, let it play.

- This isn't working.

Don't take it personally, man,

but I gotta make a living.

You want to

go it alone?

You can't do shit without these.

Here, take 'em.

No, I don't need your bullshit leads.

Keep your fucking leads.

- Keep the book too, I don't need that.

- Fine.

All I need is a credit

app and a contract.

- Beautiful.

- I learned this business door-to-door,

my friend. Cold canvassing.

All I need is my shoes

and my mouth.

Could you pull over?

- Just drop me off right here.

- Good, fine.

What are you doing?

- This is here.

- Here means the corner.

You ever drop off

a human being on Earth?

- Okay, great.

- No, here's fine. Here's fine, okay?

I'm gonna write

some business.

- Where you gonna go?

- It's a big world.

Yeah, don't eat it.

- Asshole. You!

- Asshole!

Hi, I'm Dave Langer

with Valley Food Service.

I don't know if any

of your neighbors told you about us,

but we're in the area,

and what I'm trying to do

is give away 10 free chickens

with the price of

just one of our meat plans.

Sir, the one monthly amount includes

everything. Okay, no chicken for you.

Mr. Simmons, hi.

Maurice Burns,

I'm from Valley Food Service.

Oh, yeah yeah, come on in.

Come on in.

- Where do you live?

- I don't really feel that...

Sherman Oaks, but I don't think that

has anything to do with anything.

Here's what I'm gonna do:

I'm gonna come to your house...

knock knock knock.

You wanna buy some of my crap?

You wanna buy some of my shit?

That's okay, sir. I'm sorry for wasting

your time. I apologize.

Have a good day, sir.

Go f*ck yourself.

Why don't you cut

your grass?

I'll bet you hate

to shop, Mr. Simmons.

Oh, I sure do.

Well, now you won't

have to.

Oh, Madden. See, that's

the best NFL coach ever,

right there.

He's good in the booth,

but... seven AFC Western Division titles.

That's the man.

What are you

talking about?

Madden, that's...

how do you know him?

That's my mom.

Uh-huh.

Hi. Can you

recognize my "Hi"?

Is this Maurice?

Yes yes, this is

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