What Doesn't Kill You Page #6

I'll be back in a minute.

All right.

- Who is it?

- Brian.

- Hey, Jay.

- What's up, Brian?

I was wondering if you

have any of that money yet.

I told you I wasn't gonna have it

till Friday. Hey, come in, come in.

Thanks. You having a party?

- Yeah, you want a drink?

- Sure.

Hey, Brian, what's

up? I'm Matt.

Hey. How you doing? Yeah,

I've seen you around.

- Here.

- Yeah, I'll take that.

What do you got?

- How much, Brian?

- A "G."

I don't have a

"G." I don't have...

Jay, come on. What do you got?

I don't... I could

give you like 500.

I'll take that. You

got some coke, too?

Yeah, give me a second.

F*** them, Jay. F*** them!

- These your girlfriends?

- No, they're strippers.

- Oh, yeah? You're a dancer?

- Yeah.

Show me some of your moves.

Nice. Let's see the backside.

Nice.

Tim, how you doing?

Yeah, set me up.

I'll set you up.

- What's that you're smoking? Crack?

- Yeah.

You guys are freebasers, huh?

It's like a morgue in here.

I want to be dead like you.

Here's the five, Brian.

Plenty of coke, all right?

Come on, no more coke for you.

That's not bad.

- You gotta suck it in real hard.

- Okay.

When it fills up with

smoke, take your finger off.

All right, I

think I got it now.

Where is he?

Everything all right?

- What do you mean? He's not here?

- No, he never came home.

- Weren't you with him last night?

- Yeah, yeah, I was with him earlier.

- This is it. I've had it.

- What?

Every night he's out until

3:
00, 4:00 in the morning.

- Take it easy.

- You take it easy!

- Stace. Stace.

- 15 years of this sh*t.

I know.

12:
00 in the afternoon?

You're the biggest a**hole...

I just spent the night locked

up! Leave me the f*** alone!

Hello?

He just got in.

It's Paul.

- Yeah, tell him I'll call him back.

- He's gonna call you back.

I don't know, some bullshit

about being arrested. I gotta go.

So what happened?

Nothing. I was just

with some broad.

- You okay?

- Yeah.

Jay! Jay! Jay!

Almost had a touchdown there.

I got your message. What's up?

Yeah. Remember that kid Matt you

met at my house the other night?

- Yeah, yeah. What about him?

- When was this?

What?

Last week sometime.

What about him?

Well, he sells steroids to these

muscle-heads out in Stoneham.

Yeah? There's money in that?

- I guess. He says 20 to 30 grand.

- 20 to 30 grand?

Yeah! Yeah.

Well, anyways, he's

been dealing a few years.

His connection

just got busted.

These f***ing clowns keep paging him

every day for more. They don't know.

- Is he for real? - I figured you guys

might want to take them.

- No bullshit.

- Yeah.

You know, it sounds good.

Sounds real good. All right, we'll

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