Ricki and the Flash Page #3

down a little bit

because it's made me

volatile, anorgasmic.

You're having orgasms?

Anorgasmic. "An" means "not."

It's Latin. Oh, i...

Yeah, I know. I knew that.

I just didn't hear you.

What time is it? It's almost 10.

Blowing up here, mom.

Who's Greg?

He's the lead guitarist

in the flash.

The flash?

My band, the flash.

I sent you the Facebook page

a long time ago, remember?

Give me the phone.

He calls you "babe."

Yeah, that's an L.A. thing.

Uh-huh. He also makes copious

use of the smiley face emoji.

As well as the cat

with the hearts for eyes.

How long has Greg

been getting it in?

Hey, let's go to krupke's.

I need a doughnut.

Uh, I don't have any money.

You have a credit card?

Yeah, but it's linked

to Max's account.

Oh, that's not a problem.

Hop in.

'Cause you're really not

that fragile so walk on

you know, it's hard

to find a good cruller

in California. Heh, heh.

I guess you got to give up a lot

of special things

to become a rock star.

Crullers were the least of it.

Yeah, Linda,

that was the subtext.

Listen, honey, I came out here

because I wanted to help you.

I know you're

in shock right now, right?

And I know

you're probably feeling lost.

I tried to kill myself.

You... you...

Hm. Dad didn't mention that.

Oh. Really?

Three Fridays ago,

Max came home,

told me that he was in love

with a girl named Nicole

who works in traffic.

Julie... i thought for a

while about what to do,

and ultimately, I decided to...

Take a bunch of sleeping pills.

I had them on hand

because I'm an insomniac.

Like me.

And millions

of other Americans, yeah.

What are you doing?

I can't believe...

I can't believe you tried

to kill yourself.

Julie, you... you're precious.

Listen, a lot of horrible things

have happened to me

since you left.

Oh, don't.

This is just the incident you know about.

Excuse me.

Could you guys

take this outside?

What, are you listening in?

That is so midwestern.

Excuse me...

Hey, you can't raise kids

in a bubble, man.

I can enjoy my time with my kid

when it's my weekend.

Your weekend? Your weekend?

Maybe you should've tried

to stick it out with her mother

instead of leaving the second

that your boner wilted.

Let's go, journey. Come on.

Journey?

Ugh. Aw.

That's sweet.

I like that name.

Oh, you would.

It's a great band.

He lays this one

right down the center

of the fairway.

Unh! Oh.

You went to krupke's.

I was wondering where you went.

You bring one for me?

Nope.

She's eating.

Our child attempted

suicide and you didn't tell me?

I didn't... I didn't even find

out till the day after, okay?

And I was little more concerned

with Julie than ricki.

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