Henry Poole Is Here Page #4

and I'm especially

disappointed in you.

Sick of it.

Please just leave me alone,

all right?

Blood.

(rock music playing)

# Whoo hoo #

# Whoo hoo #

# Whoo hoo #

# Whoo hoo #

# I got my head checked #

# By a jumbo jet #

# It wasn't easy #

# But nothing is #

# No #

# Whoo hoo #

# When I feel heavy metal #

# Whoo hoo #

# And I'm pins

and I'm needles #

# Whoo hoo #

# Well, I lie

and I'm easy #

# All of the time but

I'm never sure #

# When I need you #

# Pleased to meet you #

# Oh, yeah. #

Thank you.

(humming)

Ooh! Oops.

- "Oops?"

- Sorry.

Oh, I missed.

You... you missed?

Eh, let me just

try again.

- Yeah?

- Mm-hmm.

Okay.

Damn it. Jesus.

Sorry.

- Oh, damn.

- Eh!

- (sighs)

- You know, seriously,

do you want to go

practice and come back?

Maybe warm up on, like, an orange?

What's the story?

You know, at this point, I'm just like,

"A razor blade and a coffee cup,

I'll do it myself."

You know what I mean?

One more time.

It's just...

this is the one.

- Yeah?

- Mm-hmm.

Okay, just relax.

Okay?

I feel it.

Okay.

- Ah, got it.

- Got it?

- Mm-hmm.

- Good.

Ouch! How many times

did she hit you?

Uh, three or four.

I actually kinda lost track.

Three or four, huh?

She's getting better.

She got some practice.

Let me just run through

a couple of standard Q and A.

- You sleeping okay?

- I could use a little more, yeah.

Diet good?

I eat, yeah.

Exercise?

Uh, you know,

here and there.

So no?

- Well...

- Other than that, Mr. Poole,

you're doing fine.

I'd probably try

a little more exercise.

Maybe some yoga?

Or Pilates?

I'll call you in a few days when

your blood and urine come back.

I can help you

over here.

Hope you're not using

that as a mixer.

- Huh?

- 'Cause you're not getting vodka.

Oh, yeah.

Did you know that in 1985,

Gorbachev, right after he became

the party's general secretary,

tried to eradicate

vodka in Russia?

The people wouldn't

have it, though.

Isn't that weird?

I mean...

something like 30,000

Russians die a year

from alcohol poisoning,

but the people,

they want what

they want.

Yeah.

What's wrong with you?

Hmm?

Well, I don't mean

to be rude.

It's just that...

something is clearly

wrong with you.

I don't know if you're sad

or angry or both,

but you're not normal.

I thought maybe you might

want to talk about it.

You want me to tell you

why I'm sad and angry

while you're ringing up

my bottles of bleach?

So it is both...

sad and angry.

- I didn't say that.

- Yes, you did.

- No, I didn't.

- Yes, you did.

I was indulging you.

Okay? I was being polite.

Okay, indulge me

some more.

- Tell me what's wrong.

- Why don't you just ring my stuff up,

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