The Corridor Page #4
F***.
You know, at least
the old Huggsy knew his place.
Now we got to deal
with this a**hole?
Ah, Bobby, that's in your head.
Maybe.
But you need to be careful
what's in Ty's.
Look, man, all I'm
trying to say is that
if you're gonna tell him
you're moving,
you better move quick.
Like, run.
Shut up.
Oof.
Hey, Bobby.
Yeah?
I got an idea.
Minus 7 is...
Is 86.
Okay.
Back to the retreat.
Hello?
Mom?
Holy...
Jesus.
So you went out last night.
I can't lie, man.
I'm not feeling too good.
Yeah, well, we're all
going through stuff, Ty.
And you all keep telling me
about it.
Then you could tell me yours.
I mean,
I deserve both barrels.
All right.
Both barrels, then.
This is arthritic now.
I'm old before my time.
And I still don't know
what I'm gonna be
when I grow up.
You know, I thought that, uh,
this was finally it.
And now, rehab done,
and I am back
to the back of the line.
What's sign language for "I'm sorry"?
But now you're not feeling
so good?
I think I'm still seeing stuff.
What did you see?
I know I've got no right,
but would you just
come with me?
Please.
Just you.
Hey, listen to me, Ty.
Ev was slipping booze
into your drink all night.
Why didn't you tell
me that straight off?
Look, it was a shithead thing
for him to do,
and, hey,
we got back at him for it.
I... I saw...
a shape,
in the woods,
a person.
Ty. Meds? Booze?
You didn't see anything.
Look, we're coming out.
I've been waiting years
for you two to come out.
Ty, after breakfast,
I will go with you, okay?
It's all yours.
Were you guys tossing
some salad in here?
Hey, has he noticed yet?
No. Shh.
Oh, you cock-knockers!
How am I supposed
to make tips?
This is some juvenile
bullshit, boys.
An eyebrow for an eye.
Seems like
I'm nursing a hangover.
See, I thought that this
was a boys' weekend,
not a little boys' weekend.
Just a little something
for my brain to idle.
It's not idling, Jim.
It's reverse.
Jesus, hanging out with,
"Katie, did you pack
my puzzles?"
And...
"I'm unleaded now,
remember?
"Doctor's orders.
I can't drink anything. "
Ev, Ty had nothing to do with this.
No?
I went for a walk.
Great.
We all came up here for you,
and you want to be alone,
in the dark,
in the woods.
Well, as long as everyone else
is comfortable with that.
I got it.
I don't know why
I always have to be the one...
You guys have to stare
in the face of some sh*t.
Listen, Ev.
I need you to have my back.
With what?
I'm nervous.
Me too.
Why are we doing this?
Cause Chris would do it for us.
Shut the f*** up.
All right, Jim?
Yes.
Just keep walking.
You'll know it
when you get there.
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