The Night Listener Page #3

(Pete scoffs)

You don't know who that is. do you?

Of course.

He's a sports guy.

Yeah, what sport?

Gettin' picky on me.

Just 'cause you're a dick-smoker

don't mean you can't watch baII games.

What?

What. a dick-smoker?

You've never heard that?

No.

WeII, no offense or nothin'.

You and, uh.. . Jess seem pretty cooI.

So, how's he doing?

- He's OK.

- So W hen can I talk to him?

WeII, that's gonna be kind of difficuIt.

He moved out a coupIe of weeks ago.

Oh, man. That sucks.

He says he needs to be aIone,

but he says he's coming back.

I'm sure. It seemed Iike

you had something speciaI.

I think you've just gotta be patient. Gabriel.

Something like that

doesn't come every day.

That's what I want.

That kind of thing.

One of these days.

Don't worry.

You'll get it.

No. Ain't a Iot of girIs

between here and the hospitaI.

You think about girIs a Iot?

That's all I can do. man.

Think about 'em.

Seeta.

You have Playboy?

-(Jess) Hey, you.

- Hey.

Hugo.

- For a friend.

- Yeah.

I was gonna caII you. I'm having a smaII

Christmas party. You wanna come?

- Sure.

- OK. I'II caII you.

- See ya.

- See ya.

So he gets the Playboy. Next thing

you know he's hiding it from his new mom.

Who knew I'd be

a heterosexuaI infIuence?

That is just the sweetest thing

I've ever heard.

- Isn't it?

- I'd be carefuI if I was you.

- Why?

- FoIks couId taIk, that's aII.

About what?

Use your damn head.

That boy was abused by gays.

He was abused by pedophiIes.

Haven't you been Iistening?

- They were men.

- Straight men.

Lift you Ieg, sweetness.

How couId they be straight

if they messed with a boy?

- They caIIed him ''f*ggot'' whiIe doing it.

- Do you have to make everything fiIthy?

Honey, caIm down.

Don't get so angry.

That's much easier

than feeIing something.

What kind of New Age crap is that?

Just 'cause you're shut down

doesn't mean we have to be.

- Just because you're a big crybaby.. .

- Come on, guys.

- ShouId I go somewhere?

- No.

Come on, Iet's.. .

We're gonna be Iate.

- You two seemed a IittIe better this time.

- Yeah.

Another thousand years

we'II be abIe to have a conversation.

- What were you gonna teII us about Jess?

- Nothing.

Maybe we'II see him

on our way back to RaIeigh.

Just say goodbye to the IittIe prick.

What? ''LittIe prick''? He can handIe that.

- I can handIe big ones, actuaIIy.

-(laughs)

You are nasty.

- What'd he say?

- See you, Pap.

OK, son.

(? hip-hop)

(chatter. laughter)

Hey, GabrieI!

GabrieI! Hey!

- Where are you going?

- Why'd you invite me to this?

It's a party.

RidicuIous.

GabrieI.

Come here.

What's the matter?

- Who are aII these peopIe?

- My friends. My roommate's and mine.

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