Sparrows Dance

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Bye, Martha.

Toni, are you still up?

Toni?

Yes.

It's me. It's Sam.

Can I come in?

Yes, Sam.

- Mind if I put your light on?

- Yes.

I knew you were out.

I was sound asleep, I've got a headache.

Okay.

I've got something

to tell you, Toni.

Yes, Sam.

It's my house.

You fucked her in my bed?

Did you f*ck her on my fucking bed?

Did you f*ck on my bed?

You're not going home.

There's two teenagers on the street.

One of them is trying

to steal something.

The guy is trying to steal something from the girl,

but the girl's

screaming for help.

Somebody help me!

Stop it!

On Clinton between Houston and Stanton.

Help me!

Do something.

What's wrong with you fucking people?

Jesus!

Help me! F*ck you.

Go back to her.

F*ck. Fucking do something.

F*ck you.

No, I ain't gonna give you shit.

Get help!

Please, I fucking beg.

Fucking help me! Somebody help me!

Somebody!

Summer may seem far away...

...but now

is the time to plan.

Check out the Fresh Box

Summer Camp...

Right smack in the depth of your soul

You'll find a core

The purity of which

is begging

To start you

from the front

Bang, the gun goes off

The run is weak

and you barely left your seat

Meanwhile

these iniquities are...

Hi. Yes.

For delivery, please.

My number is 347-989-3792.

Yeah. That's the address.

Uh-huh.

Yes, 5F. Right.

Um... I'd like the scallion pancakes,

broccoli and garlic sauce.

Um... Large.

And, um, yeah, hold on.

What do you want, Jim?

Uh, yeah,

I'll have a vegetable fried rice and...

Oh, and a ginger ale.

Did you hear him?

Oh, good. Okay.

Um, cash. Yeah.

Okay, thank you.

Oh, wait. Oh, f*ck. Hello?

Yeah. Hi.

Could you tell me how much that is?

Yeah, hello?

Oh, hi.

Delivery.

Yeah. No.

Hold on a second, Charles.

Yeah, yeah.

Do you see the money?

Yeah, I see it.

Could you please just leave the

bag of food on the floor there

and take the money, okay?

Yeah, yeah. No, I know.

Yeah, it's here.

Yeah. Okay?

Okay.

Thank you.

What? Do you want me

to leave it here?

Yeah. Yeah, right.

Okay.

Thanks so much.

Have a good night.

Okay, you too.

Personally,

I like to jump off rocks

and bridges and things

into water.

I know some people

like to go shopping

and some people

like to shoot guns.

Recycling feels pretty good.

But if you found something

that makes you feel truly alive

and it doesn't hurt anybody else while you do it,

well done, you won

the game of life.

There's a secret to life

Remind me to tell you

When you grow up

How brave you are...

How brave you are

To come and join...

What the f*ck?

What the f*ck?

Water!

Water? Now?

What the f*ck?

Water!

What the f*ck about?

It's draining down all over my fucking soccer jersey!

Oh, f*ck. Oh, f*ck.

You got water flooding all over the fucking hallway

and down into the stairwell.

F*ck. I see it.

Thank you. It's the toilet.

Shit. I'm sorry!

Thank you so much. I'm so sorry.

I'm on it. Thank you.

F*ck.

Can I just

speak to one of your plumbers by phone?

You could look it up

by phone.

No, I understand

that it would cost money.

I'm saying maybe one of your plumbers

could walk me through it by phone

and we could figure it out

on the phone.

That's not how you do things?

Does that mean you won't do it like that?

Fine.

So my options are what?

Yes. I want

to fix the toilet.

No, I'm not a fucking plumber.

I think you fucking know that.

Yeah, excuse my French.

Okay. Fine.

Send the plumber over.

Wait, it's really not possible

that we could do this by phone?

Hello?

Plumber.

Hello?

A lot of locks, huh?

This ain't a bad

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