Pushing Dead Page #4

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- Paula, stop it. Shh, stop.

Would you please stop?

The woman hates me.

That's clear.

I don't need a fork.

I don't, I don't even,

I don't even want this.

(sighs)

Oh Jesus,

could this coffee

be any weaker?

- Maybe some people

like it that way.

[DOOR CHIMES]

[MUSIC]

[DOOR CHIMES]

[HEARTBEAT]

(gasps, coughs)

- You okay?

[MUSIC]

That was a really

sharp shooting pain.

- Can I help?

- You know what? I gotta go.

I gotta go anyway.

I forgot about Bob.

and I told him that I would

meet him there,

and you know what,

it's fine.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah,

it's probably just gas.

Or something.

(sighs)

- This...?

- Um, Bob might stay

with us tonight.

- What? Why?

I'm sorry for running

out on you like this.

And I'm sorry for

being a sh*t head.

- I did, and I feel amazing.

Watch, watch this!

[DOOR CHIMES]

Ugh fu--

Ah...

Ah f***.

Ah f***, f***, f***, f***.

(sighs)

[MUSIC]

[80's MUSIC]

This is awful,

how do you watch this sh*t?

- Uh, huh, oh...

- What?

- (sighs)

- You got any smokes?

- Yeah, you know me, man.

I've got, I've got

all the smokes.

What k--, what kind do you want?

- How many kinds do you have?

- I have zero kinds, Bob,

(laughs)

but I'll go get you some,

is what I'm saying.

- Ah, don't worry about it.

- I'm going to get you some.

Because I want you to

die happily.

- Okay, okay.

Why does it have to be dying?

Okay, camels. Okay, unfiltered.

Yeah.

You know, nobody said

anything about dying.

- Do you want anything else?

- No, don't bother,

that's all right.

- I'll see you in a minute.

- This is the worst

date I've ever had.

- [Bob] Ooh, you tell him, baby.

- [Man on TV] Well why don't you

have a little more fried dough?

- Can we watch something else?

- Mm-mm. This is the real deal.

These aren't actors.

- This is real life.

- Hey Karen.

Karen.

Karen. Karen.

Karen. Karen. Karen.

Karen.

Karen.

- This is depressing.

- Yeah, that's right.

- [Karen] I'm glad you

make yourself laugh.

- Just pedal and be quiet.

- You're an ass.

- [Bob] Mm-hm.

Tell him how you feel.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

- Oh.

Good morning, Moonshine.

- Good morning.

- That's disgusting.

You're an animal.

- Mm-hm.

- (sighs) I know what

you're gonna say.

But you don't have to go.

You can stay here as

long as you want.

- Ah, no.

I'll stay at the club until I

figure out what I'm gonna do.

- Did you call Dot?

- Dot, your wife.

Your wife, Dot.

Did you call her?

- To tell her that you love her

and that you want to come home.

- (sighs) Thanks for letting

me spend the night.

-All right.

-Okay.

- Anytime.

- (grunts)

Okay.

I, um...

I'll see you later at the club.

- Please be careful going

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