Order Of Chaos Page #4

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and now it's hyperanxiety.

What about you?

You said "were"?

Until I found out

what mind control is.

The sh*t's poison.

I didn't realize

you're a doctor.

I'm not.

Scientologist?

No.

I self-medicate

now.

With what?

Not giving

a sh*t.

Look her

in the eye.

Yeah.

You're a dog person.

Everybody,

this is Rick.

Rick, this is Jennifer,

my fiance.

This is her mother,

Sherry.

This is Stephanie,

my sister...

who likes bad boys.

This is her father,

Marty.

How are you doing,

Marty?

Shiny watch.

Watch out, Marty has

an aversion to money

and those who make it.

John!

I'm just

messing around.

We have that kind of

relationship, don't we, Marty?

I guess we do.

Rick, please.

I'll grab you something.

Saint Peter's like,

"Sister, Sister...

we're all gonna get

into heaven."

It's getting

pretty late.

We should

close this thing down.

Yeah,

it's so late.

Rick.

It was nice

to meet you.

Goodnight.

I'm just going to

clean up.

Interesting girl.

What does that mean?

Nothing bad.

By the way...

thanks for entertaining

the troops.

Families are f***ed.

That Marty guy

is an a**hole.

Whatever.

No, not "whatever."

I don't really care about

the dynamic in there,

but I used to be

a lot like you.

Don't let people push you around

in your own house.

Nobody pushes me

around.

I'm not judging you.

My philosophy is

"know thyself."

That's it.

Look, you're on

the John train.

Your life is the track

that you're heading down.

The most anyone

can ever do

is have their train running

right next to yours, right?

Because that's

their life.

If you know in your balls

where you're headed,

if you know

who you are,

then all you have to do

is look to your left

and look to the right

and see who's keeping up.

Everybody else

can kiss your f***ing ass.

It takes balls

to be an individual.

Society doesn't teach you that

skill, but it rewards it,

and that's how

successful people live.

Independently.

Sounds like you've read

a lot of self-help books.

Come on, John.

Say goodnight.

I've got to go.

Hey, I'll see you

tomorrow.

Come on, Rick.

What the hell?

Run along.

The little lady's

calling you.

I'm f***ing

with you, man.

I'll see you tomorrow.

All right.

Hey.

Thanks for being real

with me.

Goodnight.

Take out the trash.

I don't want to wake up

to the smell of all that food

in the morning.

Rick is...

interesting.

Yeah,

I like him.

I don't know what kind

of a lawyer he is,

but he's definitely

interesting.

A little arrogant,

though.

By the way, you will be

apologizing to my dad.

For what?

You know what.

That rude comment you made

about him and money?

Jennifer,

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