The Waterdance Page #3

Uh, yeah, I'll just give

my vote to you, Les.

Yeah, great.

We're gonna have to flip a coin.

Flip a coin, my ass. Hey, we gotta

stick together on this thing, Joe.

I-I don't really

watch tv.

Ain't about tv, man. It's about

football, man. Motherfuckin' raiders!

Listen, around here, you and me,

we gotta stick together, man.

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about not letting these n*ggers

and spicks take over this room, man.

My last name is Garcia, Bloss.

Joel Garcia.

Hey, hey, come on,

big guy, call it.

You should channel this hostility

in a more positive direction.

You're a little prick,

you know that, man?

Come on, Bloss.

Heads or tails, man.

Heads.

Tails it is, man.

Whoo! Garcia!

Garcia?

Oh, boy, that's deep.

That is deep.

Les...

I am.

Guess who's in

the private room.

I am.

Here we go.

Ready to roll.

Gonna have to buy me one

of those vans with a lift.

All right. Okay.

You clear over there?

Yeah, I'm good.

All right.

You okay?

Yes, I'm fine.

Whoo! Whoo!

Cheryl, get him... get him

under the chair. Now.

Looks a little pale.

Are you okay?

Maybe a little dizzy, but...

get that chair

under him, Cheryl!

I got him.

It's nothing to worry about.

Here he goes.

Joel. Joel?

Here he is.

Ah, better wait on that van.

Mm-hmm.

Make way, harley!

Ooh, you're so pitiful.

Pitiful! F*** you!

You're pitiful.

You know you're so pitiful.

Shut the f*** up!

What's the matter, harley,

you running out of gas?

Uh-oh. Uh-oh!

Come on, harley.

I'm gonna wait for you.

Come on, baby.

Harley Davidson ain't sh*t

compared to a Cadillac.

F*** you, motherf***er!

Whoo!

Yes, can I help you?

Yeah, hello?

That's mine.

Yeah, I've been waiting

for about ten minutes.

That's just the way things

are sometimes, isn't it?

Please hold. Wait.

Wait. No, no.

Forget it.

Hey there, Mr. Gibson.

How you doing? All right.

Wonderful. Wonderful.

Hi. How are you?

Hey. Psych!

Les!

Hey! Won't be too long before

the new bambino is here, huh?

That's wonderful.

You know, I got a little girl... Starletta.

Beautiful child.

There's a picture of her over there.

Les!

Rosa, why don't you go see

what Vernon wants?

It's not my name he's calling.

Les!

What's wrong with him, anyway?

Broken neck, a head injury.

Kind of cut his vocabulary

to a minimum.

Les!

I'll be right back.

Les! Les!

Look, man, I'm all wet again.

Gizmo done busted.

Give me five minutes,

okay, Ray?

Okay. Okay.

Hey, how you doing

there, halo head?

So, you're a writer, huh?

- Some people think so.

- Yeah? Well, that's great.

That's great. You know, Raymond

hill is a man of many stories.

True things... make

your a**hole go tight.

See, see, I was settled down

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