The Lifeguard Page #2

Hey, hey, hey.

Todd, can I have...

thank you.

Can you please not do that?

Come on.

It's one drag, John.

Fine. Okay?

I got a question

for you, Leigh.

You think these guys

are gigantic losers...

Because they've never

left ridgefield?

I mean, I don't think that.

I'm just asking, you know...

- that's a really judgmental question.

- yeah.

Well, Leigh's cosmopolitan

now, and she understands

this kind of thing.

- What do you think?

- definitely. Absolutely.

- See?

- honestly, I do.

It's a sweet job.

You do nothing.

You do nothing.

But in my field of expertise.

Do you remember that red

one-piece bathing suit

she used to wear?

- She looked like

a swiss army knife.

- you guys could come visit!

- Are you having a nervous breakdown, Leigh?

- John.

- What?

- what? I'm kidding.

Jesus.

Is this parking lot

passed down in the DN.A.

Of skaters?

Like a geese migratory path?

- Look at us.

- that's true. John.

Yes?

You don't know this,

but...

This parking lot,

this very place...

it was like the beating heart

of our high school social life.

This was it.

We used to come here

every night.

Then we'd try and think

of what we were gonna do

that night.

But really we would just

end up standing around

the parking lot.

Oh, yeah?

Like making out and stuff?

- More than that.

- - I'm sure.

I'm pretty sure

I opened the back hatch

of someone's...

No, no, no, no, no.

of someone's...

I'm sorry that I brought it up.

Who was it in the back?

- Come on, please.

- stop it.

Can you not...

stop it.

Well, despite our elderliness,

some things remain

from our youth.

No.

I get up so early.

It's torture.

Me too.

I have to go.

I'm asleep right now.

Good night.

Just...

no, don't go.

Sh*t.

I'm coming.

I'm coming.

It's probably the same sh*t

as before.

I wasn't here in 2000,

so I don't know.

You've gotta log

the pressure in these tanks

every day.

They drop below 10

or above 30,

you gotta let me know.

I remember.

The ritual.

I usually cut the grass

about once a week,

every 10 days.

When it gets really high,

I try to keep it

out of the pool.

You got the hook over there.

Got new chairs.

All right then.

Here are the keys.

I'm usually around

unless I'm not.

Don't skimp on the cleaning.

I will not.

Okay.

Hello.

Hi.

Hey.

I'm Little Jason.

My dad's Big Jason,

head of maintenance.

Leigh.

New lifeguard.

Yep.

I... I live right there.

Apartment in the garage.

Oh.

Oh. Yeah.

See ya.

Hey.

Hi.

No running.

Hey!

No running!

What are you doing in here?

Stop! Oh, my god!

Stop it!

F*** you, you f***ing b*tch!

Suck my dick.

Excuse me?

You need to

leave the pool, now.

Get out.

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