Happy Tears Page #2

Whoever used this sh*t?

l'm not talking to you.

Wow, wow, wow.

Damn it.

Damn it.

Damn it.

Damn it.

Damn it.

Damn it.

Oh, man.

- Eli, l don't know what l did with-

- It's me, Jackson.

Honey, where are you?

- At Daddy's.

- Already?

How is he?

How are you? How was the flight?

Yeah. The flight was good.

Sorry. So that's good.

lt's...

- Everything's great.

- Good.

l'm fine, except-

- It's the FedEx.

- So what? Jackson, listen to me.

lt's probably from MoMA.

lt doesn't matter. l'm fine.

l'm going to have to sign for it. Hold.

l'm fine, except l just scraped the sh*t

out of my father's ass-crack

with my bare hands!

Om!

Turn it om!

Okay.

What's with this Fort Knox lighting?

That and this fence.

lt's like...

''Attention, robbers.

Lest you pass this dump by,

let it be known there's

valuable stum in here.''

Well, he wants people to think

he's got something-

his buried treasure.

lt's so counter-

something.

l made a plate.

You didn't tell me he was shitting himself.

l wanted you to come.

Yum.

l'm so tired.

Just leave everything to me now.

lt's not just him.

lt's...

work and kids and no money.

You know, Jackson said-

We do have a little bit

of pride left, Jayne.

Well, at least Laurent does.

No, l quit.

l don't drink or smoke anymore.

Whoa. Really?

Exercise, diet, and no drugs.

Wow. Well, maybe that's going to help.

Help?

Oh, that. Yes.

Plus, l'm going to get my degree.

Good for you.

And l'm going to pry Jackson

away from his desk.

Yeah. Good luck.

And get pregnant.

How much?

They're 300.

And change.

On sale.

Why do you try to bullshit me?

Bastard.

He's got an appointment

with the neurologist in the morning.

Can you handle it?

Yeah. That's what l'm here for.

Right.

Wait.

What am l doing here?

Point.

Wait.

Come here.

Come here, grimy.

Are you still doing that?

Well, l can't tell the dimerence

if mine is open or closed or up, down.

You have to do it religiously,

every day, so...

With Laurent, l don't ever have to worry

about missing that crucial day.

Which l think is coming up for me.

Yeah? Why don't you

have Jackson come out?

He's too busy.

Not even just for, like,

a little quick wham-bam?

Take the next flight out.

l mean, he can amord it.

He's too busy.

That's your problem.

With Laurent,

l wouldn't have to ask twice.

You don't have to go, honey.

Yes, l do.

lt's the collectors.

Jackson!

- Legacy!

- Father!

Jackson.

Whoa!

Father.

Jackson!

Legacy!

Father.

Jackson!

Father!

Jackson!

l love you.

l would, but the retrospective-

Please. Just for a night or two.

l'll make it worth your while.

The gallery can handle everything,

Jackson.

l know, but it should be me.

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