Man in the Chair Page #4

[lmitates Chewy's growl]

Tell me that was not Chewy!

That was Chewy... What?

That was the worst Chewy

I've ever heard in my life.

That was a good Chewy!

[Both imitate Chewy]

Whatever.

[Police siren wails]

Sh*t, 5-0.

CAMERON:

"5-0", O.K., there, Snoop Dogg.

[Siren continues]

It's not so bad, only one.

[Siren whoops, horn blares]

Don't be harshing

my mellow, po-pos!

It's not bad.

Dude, relax, dude. It's fine.

[More police sirens wail]

CAMERON:
Sh*t.

OFFICER:

Pull the vehicle over!

Now it's bad.

OFFICER:
Pull over! Now!

- Pull over, dude.

- OFFICER:
Do it!

[Sirens wail...]

OFFICER:
Let's see your hands!

Get your hands up!

All right, shut off the engine.

Hands up!

[Police radio squawks...]

[Door thuds loudly]

So you're boosting cars now.

What's next? Banks?

That's pretty funny, Floyd.

Listen, you're through

screwing up, buddy boy.

[Whooshing]

Cameron,

they took your license.

They took it

six months ago, Mom.

And the principal said that

you're cutting classes again.

Where are you going

during the day?

Teachers don't give a sh*t.

Well, we're serious

this time, Cameron.

We're not bailing you out again.

Yeah, we'll see how you smile...

after ten days in County

with the big boys.

Oh, you oughta know.

[Whooshing]

FLO YD:
It's not working!

This! This, this...

JUD Y:
What? This?

FLO YD:
This, the kid, okay?

The kid!

JUD Y:
Well, the kid comes

with me.

- I think you understood that...

- FLO YD:
Well, I don't know him.

[argument

continues indistinctly]

FLO YD:
Maybe

I'm just not a father, O. K?

Maybe

I'm just not a father type.

JUD Y:
Why didn't you

tell me that before?

That's not what I

heard before...

FLO YD:
O.K., because maybe

I wanted to make it work.

- Maybe I wanted something.

- So do I.

FLO YD:
O.K., well, it's

just not working, all right?

- JUD Y:
Why isn't it?

- Because... look at the kid.

He's not even going to school,

for Christ's sake!

I gotta... We gotta go down

and bail him...

We gotta bail him out of jail

at this time of day...

I gotta go to work!

And what...

JUD Y:
He's been through a lot,

you know? O. K? You know.

FLO YD:
O.K. I know

he's been through a lot.

I don't wanna talk about

his father, O. K?

JUD Y:
Oh, I see.

We're not supposed

to talk about stuff now!

FLO YD:
O.K., what,

you wanna talk about it?!

Why don't you go find him,

bring him back...

you guys can live a happy

marriage, a happy family life...

JUD Y, CRYING:

Damn it! Don't say that!

FLO YD:
I'm trying to give it to

you... I can't give it to you!

[Argument

continues indistinctly]

[Lawn mower buzzes...]

NURSE:
Oh, no, you don't!

There's no smoking

for you, Flash.

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