All language subtitles for Beach Pillows (2014) BR Eng

What?

Shit sucker
forgot to leave a key.

Maybe he's home.

No, he's still at work.
I just talked to him.

Really?

Yeah, he said he left a key
under the mat.

Campbell!

- Don't kick the door.
- Watch out.

What are you doing?

Oh! Jesus! Fuck!

The touch of a child molester,
you have.

My god.

Remind me again why we hang out
with this guy?

'Cause his apartment's
the tits.

Campbell!

Kind of a gay bedroom.

I don't know what's going on
in there.

Oh!

Would you look at this?!

This is
where i hang the heads

of all the snowmen i kill.

Pretty good, right?

That's a good
campbell impression.

- Hey.
- Thank you.

Till the shit stains
our socks.

You're never gonna let me
forget that, are you?

Mmm.

It's classic morgan.

Whoo!

Okay, campbell.
This is nice.

Yeah. All this after him
and his banker buddies

sodomized the economy
into submission.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
That was consensual, bro.

I mean, the market decided.

Seriously, though,
this is insane.

I mean, i didn't think he had
this much scratch.

This place must have cost
a fortune.

Yeah, but it pays for itself

with all the pussy it rakes in,
man.

Well, assuming you pay
for pussy.

Everybody pays for pussy,
and pussy's expensive.

Very true.

You ready for round two, man?

- Ahh.
- Round two, baby.

You are a madman.

Don't miss the bell
for round two.

Don't you miss that bell,

'cause when i'm in the city,
morgan,

i like to let my goose loose.

- I like to let my goose loose.
- Yeah, i know.

- And see where my goose flies.
- I know all about your goose.

Just let it go, man.
Just let your little goose go!

I've seen your goose
too many times.

Wow. What is it
about a hard day's work

that makes
what you do afterwards

so just rewarding, you know?

Yeah, you know,
how was work today, nick?

Wow.
Maybe i was asking you.

Maybe i wanted to know
what that felt like, man.

You know, not everyone's always
thinking about themselves.

I didn't mean it that way,
okay?

No, you're right, though.

I don't have a job, so i
shouldn't feel good about this.

I should in no way feel worried
about it.

- Oh, stop!
- Shit, sorry.

Stop what?
I'm just saying the truth.

You have a job.
I don't.

You should feel good
about yourself.

I shouldn't.
That's only fair.

I don't feel good about myself,
okay?

I'm sorry, nick.
I hate my job.

This is not rewarding.

This is... sad.

So, we're both failures?

I knew there was a reason
we hung out.

I thought it was just because of
your rosy disposition.

It turns out it's because
we have so much in common.

- Exactly, we're failures.
- Makes sense.

Yeah, we're failures.
I'm gonna smoke a joint.

No, no, no.
Come on.

Let's wait for, uh, campbell
to get here.

Go fuck yourself, man!

You're gonna make me feel shitty
about my life,

you're gonna tell me
i'm a failure,

and then you're not gonna let me
smoke some weed and forget about it?

- Go fuck yourself.
- Aww, what a poor baby.

Go ahead, smoke you weed.

Make you feel better.

And should i make enough
weasel jam for two?

Well,
i'll smoke some if you offer.

That's right. Yeah.

Failures together.

- Yo.
- Yo?

- Yo.
- Yo?

I don't recognize any of
the people in these pictures.

Maybe you have face blindness.

Face blindness? No.

T-t-these photos
aren't of campbell

or anybody in his family.

Campbell leaves in the generic
photos he buys with the frames.

It's sense of humor, morg.

I guess i don't understand
comedy.

That coupled with the fact

that he has a really unsavory
family life.

I guess so.

I mean, a lot you can learn
about a guy's past

just from the pictures
in his room, you know?

It's just weird.

That's why you always run out
the play, buddy.

You never know
what's gonna happen.

Nick!

Oh, my god!

Listen, i think we have
the wrong apartment.

We thought this was...

ah! Ah! Ah!
Oh, she's cute!

What is she, a westie?

♪ Forgot all the shit
you used to talk about ♪

♪ i can't hear you anymore ♪

♪ you put your demons
on the walls of us ♪

♪ you wasted time
that wasn't yours ♪

♪ it's been awhile
since i put my hand out ♪

♪ i've taken time
to hate some more ♪

♪ it's hard to watch you make
your offering ♪

♪ it's even harder to ignore ♪

morgan?

You know you're not supposed to
be doing that, right?

Good.

'Cause the harold shipment
just came in,

so get your ass
over to the warehouse.

What do you say?

Subtitles by explosiveskull

♪ i got a lust for life ♪

♪ and a dangerous mind ♪

♪ in my trail of dust ♪

♪ who knows what you'll find? ♪

♪ Well, i can take a tree ♪

♪ and tear it from its roots ♪

♪ if you see me ♪

♪ i suggest you move ♪

♪ we're full-grown men ♪

♪ though we act like kids ♪

♪ but we'll face the music ♪

♪ next time we roll in ♪

ed, can you ask that girl
over there for a cigarette?

Why?

Cigarettes are cool.

So is this book.
Just get it yourself.

I'll give you 10 bucks.

You can get a whole pack
for 10 bucks.

Considering
your financial situation,

that would not be
a sound investment.

Sound investment.

Chapter four...
sound investments.

You just finish that chapter?

What about supply and demand,
you condescending fuck?

Why can't you just
go over there yourself?

Why can't i
go over there myself?

Because that's daniella delbusso
over there.

Can't exactly go ask her
for a cigarette

given the terms upon which
we ended our relationship.

- So ask somebody else.
- You see anyone else smoking?

Can't exactly go around asking
strangers for cigarettes.

I might as well... might as well
try to score some crack

while i'm at it.

I'm all bent out of shape.
See, this is what they do.

They get you all worked up

about the stigma that goes along
with being a smoker,

your nerves are all shot,
and you need a bud even worse.

Makes you feel like a junkie,
ed!

I feel like a junkie.

Thank you.

So, did she ask about me?

Yeah.

She asked why you couldn't
just go over there yourself.

That bitch has a lot of nerve.

My p.o. says i'm not supposed to
be around immature situations.

I'm going to the city.
Morgan's waiting. Let's go.

Nah, i don't really
feel like it today, man.

Working on a base here.

All right.
Give me your keys.

I can't.
My mom has work tonight.

Okay, fucking drive me
to the train station.

- Let's go.
- All right, after this chapter.

What?

Buy low, sell high.
Poor people are lazy.

Come on, motherfucker!

Ooh!
Whoo-hoo-hoo!

Wow. There it is.

It's perfect.

So, on the price,
is that a hard number,

or is there some w-wiggle?

Um, do you take debit?

I sometimes think
you're smarter

just living on the streets,

living off what man
leaves behind, you know?

Nobody's saying
it's your fault, man.

I mean, it's hard to say

what a guy like me
would have gone through

had i not had
the support network i did.

Morgan.

Hey, i'm like a third
of the way there.

You get all the holes punched,
you get one for free.

Sandwich. Good sandwiches.

It's a free country,
and we become accustomed

to hanging out at the same
places, but it's a big beach.

- That's all i'm saying.
- Right.

So, she either
followed me there...

that doesn't
sound like daniella.

...or she saw me, and then she
strategically positioned herself

in front of us,
which, i'm sorry, that's sad.

Shitsucker
forgot to leave a key.

Remind me again
why we hang out with campbell.

Oh, what are you doing?
Don't do that.

Just knock on the door.

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

What are you gonna do?
Hey! Oh!

We're in the wrong apartment.
We thought this was...

oh, she's cute!

What is she, a westie?

♪ You kept me out of trouble ♪

♪ as much as you could stand ♪

♪ well, i don't blame you ♪

♪ if he lies in your bed ♪

♪ and puts lies in your head ♪

♪ if he interrupts a feeling ♪

♪ that he cannot comprehend ♪

♪ i guess it's me, me, me ♪

please hurry.

His nose is bleeding really bad.

I think he's on coke.

♪ But i could not speak up ♪

♪ well, i don't judge you ♪

♪ if you just won't give up ♪

- ♪ and you just won't give in ♪
- whoa! Aah!

♪ Then let him
drink himself to sleep ♪

♪ and wonder where he's been ♪

♪ i guess it's me, me, me ♪

♪ yes, it's me, me, me ♪

♪ god, it's me, me, me, me, me ♪

go! Go!

See you in hell, shitsucker!

Midwood!

Campbell was with you?
He was the other guy?

Wait, what other guy?

They said
there was another guy.

No. No. That's weird.
I was... i was alone.

Then what's this
about campbell?

Well, i thought
it was his apartment.

You thought
campbell was living there?

Yeah, that's why
i was waiting for him.

But you didn't wait, morgan.

Well, i had to go
to the bathroom, mom!

- Oh.
- That's from you.

Well, why didn't you go
to the starbucks or something?

I mean, they're pretty clean.

Maybe you got to get a coffee
or cookie.

- Yeah.
- Their wraps aren't so bad.

Well, it just sort of
crept up on me, dad.

Well, that happens.

To you two it happens,
not to me.

Look, i feel dumb, mom.

I'm sorry, okay?

Campbell forgot
to leave me a key.

I just really had to go so bad.

- It wasn't his apartment.
- Yeah, i got confused.

- From the drugs.
- No. No.

I just forgot, okay?
The city's big.

Well, didn't you write down
the address?

- No, i didn't.
- Also from you.

Are you getting mad at me?

'Cause you know what?
I did not do anything.

Look, i really thought
i-i knew where it was, okay?

I forgot. I'm... i'm sorry.
I feel stupid.

No, stupid.
I'll tell you what was stupid.

What was stupid was threatening
the man with a golf club.

How many times have i told you?
Men do not use weapons.

Men use their hands!

Dad, i wasn't gonna
do anything.

- Men use their hands!
- I wasn't gonna do anything!

Okay! He gets it!
We all get it!

Your father and i
think it would be best

if you moved home for a while.

What?

At least until you show
some motivation,

some concept of responsibility.

Oh, my god.
Dad, i work really hard.

Not for the money i pay you,
you don't.

And, by the way, i'm not gonna
keep shelling out more money

for your rent every month,
not with this trial coming up.

I mean, a trial?!

Do you have any idea
how much a lawyer costs?

No, you're gonna
stay home with us. That's it.

Your mother and i
can keep an eye on you.

I think there's a curve
to the left here.

I see it!

I'm just saying
you got to watch out for it,

because they're coming around
the blind spot.

This is why i drive,
because i can see it!

I understand that,
but i can't see it.

I know!

Wake up, karla.

Wake up.

- Hmm?
- Hey, sweetie.

- I'm sorry for waking you.
- Hey.

It's been a long day.

Yeah.

Is everything... oh, my god.

What... what happened
to your eye?

Oh, no.
Nothing. It's okay.

There was this asshole box
in the warehouse.

It's fine now.
Everything's fine.

- Morgan?
- What?

Am i not cute anymore?

I thought
it might make me look tough.

Is my symmetry off?

'Cause you can knock me
in the other eye if you want.

No.

It's just...

what?

- I have to get up so early.
- Oh.

This big presentation tomorrow,
and my bed is so tiny.

I understand.

I just really need
a good night's sleep.

I love you.

I love you.

- Good night, sweetie.
- Mm-hmm.

Bye.

- Ooh!
- Hah!

What are you doing?!

I just feel weird about
being on the bed right now.

That's all. He didn't even
take off his shoes.

Let's not talk about him.

How'd you get your underwear
back on the same way?

Just worry about
getting them off.

Come on.

Campbell.

That's why campbell told us
the wrong apartment,

so he could sneak off
and bang karla!

That slick fuck.

Real slick.

Maybe you just forgot
where it was.

Nah, nah, nah.
I'm pretty sure he told me 54.

We went to 45!

Backwards.

You said
you had been there before.

Yeah, i did say
i'd been there before,

and, yes,
i had been there before.

But, no, i don't recall
what the place looked like.

Look, we're getting
dangerously off topic here.

What is this, princess cut?

Give me that!

Where's the tv?

I mean, you had to have known
i'd see that.

Why do you pretend like
these things aren't happening?

I wasn't pretending.
I was listening.

Just listening about karla.

And listening to what campbell
did to us, man.

What the fuck did you do
with my television?

Bail, buddy.

Bail costs money.

Yeah, and you didn't even
bail me out.

I tried, though!

I went all the way in there
and everything, man!

I had to borrow ed's mom's car.
She called in sick.

No. No.
You shouldn't have done that.

That wasn't smart, nick.
That was reckless.

With your record...

i'd do anything for you,
morgan.

Eh, you know that.

And i appreciate it, man.
I really do, but...

if that family had seen you...

that's the thing.

That motherfucker
was in there, too.

Still had the pinstripes on
and everything, thank god,

or else i probably wouldn't
even have recognized him.

Holy crap.

I know... he looked me
right in the eyes, too.

For a split second, eye contact.

- How much did you get for it?
- For what?

The tv.

- Can we... can we buy it back?
- No, no, no, no.

Unfortunately, i had to
take care of the other issue

that arose
from today's confusion,

which, i just want to be clear,
was campbell's fault.

What other issue?

$400 worth of weasel jam.

You know, i thought
you might have been able

to suck that one up

considering i was the one
sitting in jail for it.

I'd have been happy to, morg.

But the fact remains
it wasn't my weed,

and ditto's not one
to be kept waiting.

- Ditto?
- Especially considering

the interest i've accrued
through the years.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Who's ditto?

- You know ditto.
- No, i don't know ditto.

And you know how you should know
that i don't know who ditto is?

Because i just said,
"who's ditto?"

Ditto, along with being
my chief marijuana supplier,

also got kicked out
of high school

for stabbing mrs. Nichols
with a protractor.

And i can't really speak about
mrs. Nichols' social habits,

but i have a hard time
believing she was in to ditto

- for more than i am.
- How much?

Well, like i said,
including interest...

- will you just fucking tell me?!
- The tv almost covered it.

Did you even try
to bail me out?

I mean, did you...
did you even come?

Wow!

Really?

Wow! I'm not even
gonna answer that question.

That's sick.
Wow! Wow!

You know, morgan,

i think you might be letting
the frustrations of the day,

however warranted,
be a little bit misdirected.

Campbell is fucking karla.

I hate to put it in those terms,
but that's just the way it is.

So, i think we know who can
and cannot be trusted here.

I did some thinking last night.

Nick.

No, i did some thinking
about what you said,

about how everything
in your life sucks.

I was really upset.

And this doesn't catch me
off guard, man.

I know you.

I know when things
are getting you down.

Okay, you don't
have to say any more.

And i know when you feel down,
i start feeling down.

So, you're down, i'm down,
everyone's down.

But feeling down isn't helping
any of these problems.

I mean, i don't know
who's at fault here,

but i'm starting to think...

i'm starting to think you might
think i'm partly responsible

for what's been going on.

Okay. Right.
What are you trying to say?

My mom's away, and my little
sister's having a pool party.

I think you should come by
after work.

You know what we need?

We need one of those
motivational posters right here.

I think that could really
turn things around, morgan.

Too bouncy?

We don't make them in varying
degrees of bounciness, sir,

so i think maybe...

i'm sorry?

I-i just don't...
no offense, sir,

but i don't think a man your age
should be jumping on the bed.

I know it's none
of my business, sir,

but, uh... but bottom line is,

we can't be held responsible

for injuries you incur
while jumping on the bed.

Because it's a bed.

You're supposed to be
lying down on it.

Okay. Eh... oh!

Have you contacted the company
that sold you the ceiling fan?

Because maybe, maybe, maybe
if it wasn't spinning so fast,

you wouldn't need
all those goddamn stitches!

- Hey, can you help me?
- Probably.

- Hey, morgan.
- Shut the fuck up.

Excuse me.
Do you... morgan?

It's me. It's dave.

What's going on, man?

Dave.

Dave.

Nothing much, man.
Just working away.

Here?

They let you smoke in here?

Nope.

Morgan.

- Courtney?
- Yeah.

Oh, my god.
Have you seen dave?

Yeah, we're here together.

Why?

We're getting married.

Married?

How long have you two
been dating?

Uh, six months, but felt like
the right time, you know?

Six months.

Yep.
How long have you and karla...

nine years.
What do you do for work, dave?

Oh, real estate.

Hey, are you still writing?

'Cause my mom said that your mom
said that you applied

to some grad school in iowa?

Six months. Jesus.

What happened to your eye,
morgan?

Oh, high lie accident.
You know, the thing with the...

hey, do you have a card?

'Cause i got a ton of clients
who have square footage to fill.

I'd be more than happy...

did you guys even talk
in high school?

How is karla?

I mean, did you guys
even know each other?

Do you have a card?

No, i don't have
a fucking card.

Fucking asshole.

Hey, careful.

Three words...
social net-working.

Face friends, tweeter, halo,
whatever it is... ring a bell?

It's the sound of the future.

I mean, we are in the shit,
economically.

You know,
houston, we got a problem.

Beam me up, scotty.

You know, you win some,
you lose some.

Guess what.
We are losing some.

And the only way
out of this muck

is fresh, fast forward thinking.

You know, when i started
as a young man,

it was all about
having something to sell.

I started out as a waiter in the
city... diners, coffee shops...

and i saved enough money
to buy this store,

and my family hasn't wanted
for a single thing

not one day since.

I'm very proud of that.

I mean, to provide
for the people you love the most

by selling things
that fill people's bellies

or make people comfortable
or whatever it is,

a little bit of happiness
to give to people

in an otherwise very sad world,
but times have changed.

And now it's about
making friends on a computer.

You know,
getting people to follow you.

It's back to the playground,
really, for good or for ill.

I mean, business is like
an ocean, and we're a sailboat.

And there's an idle wind,
and we're just sitting there.

And if you stay put, you sink.

Look, uh, come on.

Somebody come on up here and...
and get this ball rolling.

Will ya?

What do you say?

Anyone?

Now you're starting to get it.

Some cocksucker's
banging my girlfriend.

♪ Johnny's got
a bottle of wine ♪

i wonder where my mom gets off

buying my sister
a nice car like this.

Mimi's going to college.

Exactly!

Another expense all on its own.

Two wrongs make a right?
No.

Anyway, you got see this baby
in the black bather.

I mean, you know
how i love black bathers.

I've always been
a sucker for 'em.

But she just takes the cakes.

Seriously, even in a clown suit,

this girl would be giving me
blood flow.

Look at these slapdicks.

What's up, boys?

Oh, get the fuck out of here!

- Stop! Stop! Stop!
- No, dude! Come on!

- Stop! Stop the fucking car!
- They're like 10 years old, bro!

Yeah, good.
Fucking die like that.

What are you doing?!

Whew.

So, you're gonna protect him?

No, he's
he's on parole.

Does one more thing wrong,
he goes to federal.

I can't believe those kids
snorted acne medicine.

They thought it was ritalin.

Well, i hope he appreciates it.

He does.

And karla?

And karla.

What are you gonna do?

I don't fucking know, man.

I'm trying to figure
this shit out.

No, i meant that,
like, rhetorically.

What are you gonna do.

Oh, right, yeah.

I don't know.

I just feel like my soul is gone

but, like, in a really
tangible way, you know?

Like...

like i lost my wallet.

Or a set of keys?

Yeah.

You know, i tired
to sell my soul once.

Really?

Yeah, i literally
prayed to the devil

for all the money in the world.

- You did?
- Yeah.

Did it work?

No.

- Whoo-hoo! Whoo-hoo! Ohh!
- Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

Pull up to this kid's door!

Pull up to the mailbox.

I got him right
where i want him, baby!

Right where i want him.
Hold on.

Slow down just a fucking
little bit here.

- What are you doing?
- Come here.

No.

Dude!
You broke mimi's mirror.

You broke her handle!

Who's the loser now,
you little shitsuckers?

I fucking broke their mailbox

with their own
goddamn skateboard, dude!

Okay, how do you know that
that was their mailbox?

It probably wasn't, huh?

- No.
- No.

I think it was just
a random mailbox that you hit.

- Yeah. Fuck.
- ♪ All my friends ♪

♪ honey, i ain't kidding ♪

♪ no, i won't be around ♪

♪ me and my friends
will be high ♪

♪ flying o'er the ground ♪

so, basically...

hey, anne frank.

Can you put your diary away
while i tell you my genius idea?

So, basically, it's just
a matter of getting the patent.

You know how to get one?

No, i'm not exactly versed
in the business aspect of it.

But creatively, we're all set,
man. It's a sure thing.

And how did you come up
with this brilliant idea?

As most seminal ideas
are spawned... out of necessity.

You absolutely need a pillow
at the beach?

Necessity, convenience,
luxury...

these are the fuels
that drive the inventor's mind.

Anyway, i'm lying there,
and i think,

"i could really use a little bit
more support for my head, you know?"

And what does one usually do
when they're at the beach?

It's not rhetorical, guys.

I really want you
to participate.

Oh, so you pile up
some sand under.

Resourceful. Good.
Not very comfortable.

Morgan?

Um, roll up your towel?

Exactly.
That's exactly what you do,

and exactly what i decided to do
on that fateful day,

- which got me thinking.
- Two towels.

Ed, the audience-participation
segment is over.

Also, entirely incorrect.

I started thinking
about pillows.

And why don't people bring
pillows to the beach? Morgan?

Wait a minute.
I thought you said

the audience-participation
segment was...

ed, stop being a child.
Morgan?

Because no one gives a shit.

Sand!

Domestic pillows do not protect

against the infiltration
of sand!

Right?
But what, my friends,

is specifically made,
designed to handle sand?

You talking about those
little shovels with the pail?

Ed, you've got to be
the stupidest motherfucker

i've ever met in my entire life.

What could go around the pillow
so as to protect it?

Towels!

Beach towels!

Right? You take
a regular fucking pillow,

but you cover it...
instead of with a pillowcase,

you cover it with a beach towel!

Bing!

- Terry cloth.
- What?

A pillowcase
made out of terry cloth?

No, i'm saying
instead of a pillowcase,

you cover it with a beach towel.

Terry cloth is what
beach towels are made of.

I don't give a fuck
what terry cloth is!

These are beach pillows, and they're
made out of fucking beach towels.

Now, unless you want to get kicked out
on the ground floor of this thing,

you're gonna fucking stop
talking about terry cloth.

I don't think you know
what terry cloth is.

Ed, i swear to god if you
say terry cloth one more time,

i'm gonna drown you
in my mother's pool.

- Fine.
- One more time. Just say it.

Fine, a beach towel.

What if it gets wet, though?

Well, like most pillowcases,
it's removable.

Hey, morgan, baby,
be a sweetheart.

Grab me another sangria.

Sangria!
Time to bring me a sangria!

So, what,
does it have a zipper?

Really? Really?

You think sand works well
with fucking zippers?

♪ Ahh, ahh, ahh ♪

♪ my pride is coming along ♪

♪ it keeps on
following me home ♪

♪ it's gonna get to me soon ♪

♪ it's coming ♪

♪ i'm going home again ♪

i didn't know you were coming.

We already ate,
and i-i didn't know.

It's fine.
I came to see you guys.

Well, we just had dinner, and you
didn't call. I'm sorry, but...

that's okay.
I'm not even hungry.

I'll heat something up, but it's
not going to taste the same.

Okay.

♪ I'm coming home again ♪

♪ i'm coming home ♪

♪ i'm coming home ♪

we meet with a lawyer tomorrow.

Oh, yeah?

- Where'd you find him?
- It's larry fumuso.

Chris fumuso's dad?

Oh, come on, mom.
He coached me in soccer.

We never needed a lawyer
before.

He got an office set
from your father.

It's fine.
It's fine.

Did you ask her?

Not yet.

What are you waiting for?

Um, it just...
it hasn't been the right time.

Well, you better hurry up before she
finds someone who thinks it is.

Let me see it.

It's at my place, my old place.

What happened to yours?

What do you mean?

Where is it?

I lost it at jones beach
when you were little.

Prayed to saint anthony,
but i guess he can't swim.

How did i never...
why didn't you get a new one?

Couldn't afford it at the time,
and then when we could...

i don't need a ring
to know your father loves me.

Speaking of,
he'll take you back.

Just a little hot at the moment.

I'm not sure i want to go back.

Your father can't work forever,
morgan.

The store could be yours
within 15, 20 years.

15 to 20?

Wow.

Yeah, that's... just not for me.

I know he's upset now,
but trust me.

It's for you.

Something going around?

Dirt.

Why are all the, uh,
plaques and stuff on my bed?

Oh, we had to take them down
when we got the house resided.

Okay.

Because of all the banging.

Got it.

No reason to put them back up.

- I'm gonna go.
- Oh, what's the rush?

Thank you, mom.

Just got a lot of stuff
i got to work on with nick.

I'm ready.

For some football?

What?
No, not football.

I'm ready for some
i'm ready to let my goose loose.

Oh, yeah.

Having the same girl
for nine years?

- Yeah, the same pussy.
- The same pussy.

- One pussy.
- One pussy, nine years.

- Forever.
- Forever, you're right.

- Forever. I am right.
- I mean, one pussy forever?

- That's not all upside.
- Are you kidding me?

That's considered capital
punishment in some cultures.

I'm not even sure that's what
a pussy's supposed to look like.

I'm sure it isn't.
Let me ask you this.

Was it an underneath
or an up-front situation?

- Underneath or up front?
- It wasn't an outie, was it?

- I don't...
- was it an outie?

- How do you know this stuff?
- I'm a cunt-oisseur, man.

Look, let's not
get into specifics.

Tonight's your night,

and you say you're ready,
and, brother, you better be.

I'm fucking ready.

Hey!
What's going on over here?

♪ The... ♪

♪ one... ♪

♪ with... ♪

♪ the... ♪

waggly...

fuck that shit.
Drink.

- What?
- What? I said it.

When you should be singing it,
and with the proper inflection.

I'm not gonna compromise
the integrity of the game.

This is gonna take forever.

Yeah, all good things, ed.
Isn't that right, morgan?

Absolutely.

Absolutely right.
Now, are you ready?

Just start the fucking song!

- Are you ready, betty?
- Katie.

- ♪ How... ♪
- ♪ much... ♪

- ♪ is... ♪
- ♪ that... ♪

that's amazing that you know
what you want to do.

I think that's...

i think that's the most
important thing in the world.

And animals?

God, what could be
more rewarding than that?

People, maybe,
but they're not nearly as cute.

- Not most.
- Two words.

- Arf!
- Arf!

I want to write.

What do you want
to write about?

That's the thing.
I haven't fought in a war.

I haven't trotted the globe.

I'd love to travel.

- ♪ Waggly... ♪
- ♪ tail ♪ me, too.

And pause.

I mean, i'm working
on alcoholism.

I'm making some
pretty significant strides.

You went to college.

Yeah, but, like, me and
every other unemployed asshole.

I can't wait for college.
♪ Doggy... ♪

♪ in... ♪
it's, like, the best.

You know, about college.
I just...

my environment's
not particularly interesting.

- ♪ I... ♪
- ♪ do... ♪

though it has been
pretty entertaining lately.

You know?
Maybe... maybe it always was.

Yeah, it could be fun.

Maybe i just got to, like,

get my head out of my ass,
you know?

Stop looking in
and start looking up.

- Sale.
- It happened!

Oh, it happened.

It happened, and it feels
so much fucking better

than i ever could have imagined.

- Congratu-fucking-lations.
- Oh, i tell you.

It's like being born.

- Isn't it like being born?
- I don't remember.

You think that doggy,

that magnificent beast,
isn't for sale!

I imagine it is, nick.

You're fucking-a right, it is!

But i have no idea what
he's fucking talking about.

Get my wallet!
I got to fucking buy it!

College bound.

You must be excited,
a whole new world ahead of you.

Yeah.
I guess i'm a little nervous.

It'll be great to get away
from my parents, though.

I'm noticing more and more
of that attitude.

I think it might just be

a matter of communication,
you know?

You got to break down the walls.

I mean, people have
different tastes in music,

different ideas
of how you should dress.

Which is completely ridiculous,
because this is just lovely.

You like it?

Very much.

So, i'm, uh...
i'm a little bit older than you.

You don't really seem it.

I get kind of uncomfortable.

I mean,
you don't look that way.

Oh, i shaved yesterday.

Me too.

That's fine.
Nothing to be ashamed of.

My aunt has a glandular problem,
but that's just...

that's fine.

♪ It's after noon
when i wake up ♪

♪ i never used to
sleep this much ♪

♪ the winter's gone,
and so are you ♪

♪ waiting around
is all i have to do ♪

♪ oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh ♪

♪ oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh ♪

♪ oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh ♪

♪ oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh ♪

♪ the lights are on
when i wake up ♪

♪ i never used to
think this much ♪

♪ i'm feeling bored,
i'm not concerned ♪

♪ things will be fine,
or they'll get worse ♪

♪ oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh ♪

hey, buddy.

♪ Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh ♪

buddy, you're up early, huh?

♪ Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh ♪

nick?

Shit.

Nick!

♪ Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh ♪

hey! Hey! Hey!

Nick! Nick!

Nick. Hey.

Hey, there.

- All right?
- Hey, you.

- How you doing?
- I'm good.

Yeah?
Did you sleep out here?

I'm outside, aren't i?

Mm-hmm.

Shit, morgan.

Yeah?

I think i pissed myself.

No. No, you didn't.

Dude, my pants are all soaked.

You okay?

Aah!

So, how'd it go last night?

How'd what go?

What? The sweetie
in the black bathing suit.

She was gone when i woke up.

Okay.
So, how'd it go?

Okay.

Okay-dokay or okay-nokay?

Okay-okay.

You speak in riddles,
my friend.

Well, okay-okay's still pretty
fucking okay with that dish.

So, why don't you seem okay?

Hmm?

It's karla, you know?

No.

Fortunately, i don't.

God, you know what's not fun
to think about?

Nope.
Please don't tell me.

You will never get
what you want.

And what's that, exactly?

See?
That's what i mean.

You thought she was it.

And in spite of everything else,
she'd still be it,

but because of
what you thought was it,

nothing else could be it.

Wow. You... you make "it"
sound so simple.

No. Man, it's tough.
It fucking sucks sometimes.

But when it's cool,
you'll know it's cool.

And with karla,
it obviously wasn't.

It used to be.

Yeah, well, my parents
used to be married.

Shit happens.

"Gradually and then suddenly."

I'm sorry?

"The sun also rises"?

Oh, i saw that.
Nuclear apocalypse.

Gyllenhaal.

Hemingway.

Yeah.

That is so pretentious.

I'm just quoting novels,
non sequitur.

You know, i'm sorry.

It's not pretentious,
as hemingway is too famous.

It's pathetic.

Don't do that, man.

Don't... don't get down
on yourself for being smart.

Hey, i love it.

Thank you.

What ever happened
to you becoming a writer?

Who's gonna immortalize me, huh?

There was just nothing
when i graduated, you know?

Bad timing.

I didn't get into
that iowa program.

Honestly, i haven't had anything
to write about...

until recently.

So, like,
stuff's happening, huh?

Can't seem to stop it from.

Can i read it?

It's not finished.

You know, maybe i should
just do the finance thing,

live in the city.

I mean, that's what they want.

Well, it's clearly not
what you want, brother.

How do you know that?
How do you know that?

How do you know
it's not gonna make me happy?

- I mean, look at campbell.
- No, fuck campbell.

I'm not gonna look at campbell.
Fuck him.

All campbell does
is think about trading.

Fucking reads books
about trading.

Fucks his girlfriend
thinking about trading.

Fucks other people's girlfriends

thinking about trading
his girlfriend.

What's he doing?
Nothing.

He's moving money
from one place to another.

What's that do?
Who's that affect?

- Who are we affecting?
- Who are we affecting?

Well, right now, morgan,
you're really bumming me out.

I'm trying to get
your head on straight.

And if you had been paying
attention yesterday in the pool,

i'm on the verge of affecting
the entire comfort level

of the beach-going community
as we know it!

And i think ed's upstairs
banging my sister.

How's that rubbing you?

Eh.

Ed's a good kid.

Besides, his cock's so small,

he's probably
hardly making a dent.

I just can't believe
she did that to me, you know?

Yeah.

She didn't do it to you, man.

She did it to the half a man
you became

by letting her fill up
all your faults, failures,

and forgotten dreams
with her presence,

which is half a man less
than she deserved.

Hey, she's still
a two-timing slut, my friend.

Don't you fucking say that.

Oh, did she lie?

- I mean it.
- Was she promiscuous?

Hey, i'm just saying.
What would you call it?

- Where are you going, man?
- Lawyer.

This is madness.
Who you got?

Chris fumuso's dad.

I thought he coached soccer.

Ahh.

No, no, no, no, no.

- Mimi, mimi, mimi.
- Hey. You're pulling my hair!

As your big brother,
can i tell you something?

You can do better.

All right, guys, don't fuck
on the kitchen table.

Send it!

I think we're wondering
the safest approach.

- Should we bargain?
- Bargain? Sure.

I don't think
we need to bargain.

Do you want to go back to jail?
Is life easier there for you?

Not if i have anything
to say about it.

- Kick it!
- Thank you, larry.

Oh, there's no need
to thank me, rita.

It's my job... the law.

Come on, kick it, evan!
Send it!

Okay, so, um, you...
you hear them come in.

You start panicking.
You're worried. You...

- well...
- no, no, no.

I'm not trying
to understand motive here.

I'm just trying
to analyze the facts.

- There were drugs involved.
- Yes, i-i read that.

Send it!
Send it!

You know, i think,
really, honestly,

the best bet here
is the insanity defense.

- Jesus, mary, and joseph.
- Seriously? Insanity defense?

Hey, hey, hey.
Listen to the man.

He knows
what he's talking about.

No, listen, i-i went
into the wrong apartment.

I was waiting for campbell.
I had the golf club in my hand.

Uh, the guy walked in
and started freaking out.

I mean, the guy was a madman.

Trying to protect his kids.

I wasn't going to do anything.
I was just trying to...

- men use their hands...
- just let me fucking finish?!

Yeah, well, i think
we just should ponder insanity

for the time being, shall we?

Okay, bring it on in!

Let's take a blow, everybody!

Nice practice!

Good job, guys!

Yo, morgan, what's happening?

Uh... i don't know.

Ditto, from school.

Weasel jam.

What?

Oh, hey. Uh...

uh, ditto, what's... what's,
uh... what's going on, man?

Is your...
is your brother playing?

Nah, man. I'm just trying
to meet with larry,

take care of this bullshit
possession charge.

- Oh, cool.
- Hey.

Thanks.

And what about you?

- Just breaking and entering.
- Yeah?

And possession.

- Nice.
- Thanks.

Hey, what happened
to your face?

Ah, some mark-ass bitch
stepped to me.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Word.

Hey, listen, you still hang out
with that dude nick?

Um... no, not really.

Good.

Yeah, you know, i don't see...
i don't see him.

Okay, uh...

it's good seeing you, ditto.

Just, uh, good luck
with everything.

- Yeah, you too, man.
- Okay, yeah.

Yo, larry!
What the fuck?!

Hey, sweetie, it's "kar."

I didn't hear from you
yesterday.

Just wondering what's going on.

You know,
it would be a lot easier

if you still had a cellphone,
but i guess that goes against

your whole monastic sensibility
or whatever.

So, your car's
outside my place.

Were you in jail?

Forget it.
Just call me back.

Love you. Bye.

- Hey, mom.
- Hey, morgan.

Just in time.

For what?

Dinner.

- Cunt.
- What?

Hey, what's going on?

I'm trying to get a facebook
account for the store.

This low-life son of a bitch...

he keeps asking me
what school i went to!

Okay, relax.
I'm not on it.

Just let me in here.
Get in there.

"Midwood furnishing...

university."

All right, that's cool.

Not bad, right?

School's not gonna bill me
for this, are they?

I don't think so.

All right.
Now i want to goose somebody.

How do i...
how do i goose somebody?

No, it's not goose, dad.
It's poke.

Yeah, poke. I want...
i want to poke somebody.

Poke.

All right.
Now we're talking.

I want to poke you,
you son of a bitch.

What are you gonna do about it?

What the hell is he doing
in my bed?

I would assume sleeping.

He seemed really tired,
poor boy.

Poor boy?
How long has he been here?

All afternoon,
but he's just been upstairs.

Okay, is there a reason
why he's here?

Apparently, veronica's
new boyfriend started yelling.

He was doing drugs.

It's unfair what some people
put their kids through.

- Oh.
- Dinner!

Wow.

My mom and this fucking asshole
boyfriend of hers come home,

find me lying on the floor
in my undies, covered in blood,

with a gravity bong in the sink.

This motherfucker's
supposed to be a doctor.

He doesn't even know what it is.

Fucking quack thinks
i'm smoking meth or something.

Fucking bastard prescribes
prescription pills all day long,

peddles them out, right?

Gets paid handsomely for it,
revered by all,

yet i get kicked out
for employing a natural high,

self-medicating.

I'm taking business away
from this motherfucker.

That's the only reason he even
fucking cares about this shit.

Hippocratic oath, indeed.

Hey!

- Hey, morgan!
- Yeah?

Now i'm in a tough spot,
and you're walking away.

You're...
you're in a tough spot

for the same reason
that i'm in a tough spot...

'cause you're a fucking idiot.

Don't fucking call me that.

- I mean, you were getting high.
- Yeah, is that against the law?

Yes.
Yes, it is, fucking idiot!

Yeah, well, it shouldn't be,

so don't fucking throw stones,
all right?!

You know what should be
against the law?

Someone who's got everything...

a family who loves them,
friends, a degree, his health...

someone like that
who mopes around all the time

like he's got fucking cancer.

That should be illegal.

You're right.

You're damn right i'm right.

And maybe if you weren't such
a sad sack of shit all the time,

karla wouldn't have been fucking
campbell for the last month...

and a half.

Do it.

Come on, do it!
You fucking pussy.

Come on!

Do fucking something, morgan.

So, the pillow is actually
wrapped in a towel?

Completely encased, sir.

Which means you can clean it.

Yes. It's removable.

Like a pillowcase?

Kind of but with buttons,
velcro,

possibly laces
to keep out the sand...

whichever you prefer, really.

It's brilliant.

Well, i don't know "brilliant."

No, it's a new
and revolutionary idea.

It's like what einstein said.

He said, "i only had one or two
good ideas my entire life.

The rest is persistence."

And then what did he do?
He blew up the entire world.

That's what we're gonna do, us
together... blow up the world.

That's nice of you to say.

Now, typically, i keep to the
interior side of the business,

but this beach pillow...

i mean, it will bring us
in a new and exciting direction.

I just want to make people's lives
more comfortable, you know?

So, this is what you two
have been working on?

Here.

Bless us, o lord,
and these thy gifts,

which we are about to receive
from thy bounty,

through christ our lord. Amen.

I'm having trouble seeing
the downside, here, pal.

Then again, that's never
really been my strong suit.

Go fuck yourself.

That's particularly hard
for me to do, morgan,

because i think this could
be huge for both of us, man.

Dude, i have no intention

of leaving you out in the cold
on this.

And given the relationship
me and your dad have developed,

i can get you back on the staff
in no time, you know?

I'm sorry i didn't
tell you about karla.

It made me sick.
It really did.

And i wanted to tell you
so badly.

Look, i tried to tell you, man.

Why do you think we went
to campbell's house?

Campbell didn't invite us
over there.

I was trying to bust in
and catch him in the act.

I just couldn't tell you.

You were in such a shitty mood
already, man.

I just didn't want
to make it any worse, you know?

I was dumb.

I was wrong.

I'm sorry.

You know, two weeks ago,
i went to karla's house.

It smelled awful...
like actual shit.

And she was so embarrassed,

she made me walk around
the block with her.

And i wasn't grossed out
or anything.

I just... it was so endearing...

it actually made me
love her more.

But now i realize
it was campbell's shit...

...that i was smelling...
a big porterhouse banker dump.

With the investment
and interest.

The point is, is...
writing was on the wall.

Streaked across the bowl.

There you go.

You can keep being pissed at me

just by my best efforts
to remedy it,

or you can just give in
to the fact that you love me

and we can go celebrate
my newfound employment.

Guess what.

The carnies are in town.

You know i really am
pissed at you, nick.

Yeah.

But you boned that baby
in the black bather,

and i really liked her, man.

Fine.

♪ You're coming back ♪

♪ i don't know why
i feel so bad ♪

♪ oh, a picture always hurts
more than words ♪

♪ you're born at zero
and dead at 23 ♪

♪ ain't it fucking cold? ♪

♪ And the dirt comes free ♪

- ohh!
- Fuck!

- It's like a 5-out-of-5 day.
- Ah, boys, it has been too long.

- Come on.
- This place is tremendous.

I know. We got to get
those all-week passes, man.

- We've got to get those.
- Shit. They have those?

- Yeah.
- Bullshit.

I'm gonna be here every day
until they ship off.

You got to start work
this week, though, man.

- Oh, damn it.
- Yeah.

- That's right.
- Don't worry, though.

I think that shit's only
for the minors, you know?

That's fucking bullshit!

I'm gonna have to speak
to management about that.

Management, seriously?

Textbook discrimination.

- Oh, come on.
- All right?

There's not a jury
in the fucking world that...

they're kids, bro.
Come on, they're just kids.

- What?
- Oh, shit.

- What's the matter?
- It's karla.

- What? Where's karla?
- Karla? Where?

- She's with campbell.
- Seriously?

You're fine for like
a few minutes at it,

- and then fucking...
- no, no, listen, listen, listen.

I'm gonna blow the roof
off this motherfucker.

Come on, you can't
do this shit, man...

not with your trial tomorrow.

And i can't get in there and
protect you 'cause i got parole.

Just put a pin in this
motherfucker and let the shit...

you know, there's ditto.

- Oh, my god.
- That's ditto.

Dude, i thought you said
he was mexican.

Seriously?

Give me your shirt.

- Dude, are you serious?
- Looks italian.

Give me your shirt!

You didn't right things
with ditto, did you?

See that?
How did i know that?

- Fuck.
- Fuck.

Seriously, i thought you said
you'd taken care of this.

How did i know
you didn't take care of this?

Because you're
extremely astute.

Yeah, you are.

Okay, what about the tv,
asshole?

That was more like, you know,
so he wouldn't kill me.

All right, boost me.
You guys, it's spiky.

You got to boost me!

Shit.

♪ I don't know if we'll grow ♪

♪ if we'll reap,
reap just what we sow ♪

♪ or keep diggin' ♪

what happened to your eye?

You should see the other guy.

What does he look like?

He's fucking huge.

♪ If you ever need a love ♪

ah. This song.

This song is about
the civil rights movement,

and we're two middle-class
white kids from the suburbs.

Perspective.

- Perspective.
- Perspective.

No, i got this one.

Thank you.

It's 8 bucks.

There you go.

- Sir, we don't take tabs.
- Fine. Bring it right back.

I mean no credit cards.

Well...

- thank you, morgan.
- You're welcome.

Who are these people?

It's weird, isn't it?

I don't know
a single person here.

- Doesn't make any sense.
- No.

Going to buy some cigarettes.

Oh, do you have any, uh...

thank you, morgan.

- Like this?
- Yeah.

- It's fantastic.
- Okay. Absolutely not.

Blow jobs. Awesome.

Uh...

oh. Big fella, funny stuff.

Funny stuff.

- Hey, mimi.
- Hey, morgan.

- Hey, betty.
- Katie.

Katie. Right.

Hi, alex.

- Hey.
- Hey, where's ed?

Ed... went home.

Hey, don't let nick crash
my fucking car again, okay?

No problems.

Okay, no.

Geronimo!

- Pay that for you?
- I don't know.

Go fuck yourself.

Geronimo!

Hey. Sorry.

I'm trying
to figure this thing out.

I'm not sure
i know how it works.

Could you...

ask the bartender.

So, that was fun. Huh?

What?

The party.

Which one?

Nick's?

Mimi's.

Uh, "how much is that doggy
in the window"?

- Arf-arf.
- Right.

Do you know that it's broken?

Is that what the bartender is
gonna tell me, that it's broken?

I'm not gonna say it again.

Do you maybe want
to take a walk

and, you know,
talk for a second?

About what?

About... this thing i'm writing.

It's a novel.
I mean, it's not a novel.

It... it is a novel.

I'm kind of stuck in here,
so...

right.
That's why i hate booths.

Now, when i have my own bar, i'm
going to only have chairs, see?

I'm asking you.
The information i'm gonna get

from the bartender...
are you privy to it?

'Cause i kind of feel like

maybe you're a little bit
privy to it, right?

Yeah?

You need to get the fuck
out of my face, bro.

All right.

- You're just not a nice guy.
- Yeah.

I'm gonna call it
honest abe's alehouse

on account of no booths.

'Cause he was assassinated
by john wilkes booth.

Fucking asshole.

"Go on, man.
Ask the bartender."

- Just go away, loser.
- Fucking serious?

- Go away.
- You're fat.

- What a fucking loser.
- Definitely fat.

- Fucking loser.
- Definitely fat.

Definitely, definitely,
definitely fat.

The slogan will be, uh,

"come do your drinkin'
in honest able lincoln's..."

nick's looking for you
over there.

"...alehouse,

"and, uh, you won't have to
worry about being assassinated

by john wilkes booth...
in a booth."

I'm gonna work on that.

But it was really nice chatting.

Okay, uh...

see you... katie.

And, um,
have a wonderful evening.

- Oh, my god!
- Oh, my god.

♪ Down came the rain
to wash the spider out ♪

what the hell are you doing?

That was so disgusting.
It was disgusting.

It was disgusting.

- There you are.
- Here i am.

Hey, you know where i could go about
getting some cigarettes around here?

One second, buddy.

What, the machine
wasn't working?

Yeah, and then some fat girl
called me a loser.

Why'd she do that?

Put others down
to build herself up,

slim herself down,
as the case may be.

Supermarket across the street.

- Get me another one of these.
- I'm going.

- What? We just got here.
- Sorry.

This is my night.

Every night is your night.

What's that supposed to mean?

I'm trying to get a fucking
pack of cigarettes,

and i'm the loser.

Oh!

Who's fat now?
I can't hear you!

I can't fucking hear you.

- Aah!
- Huh?

Motherfucker.

What the hell are you doing?!

That fuck called
my girlfriend fat.

Don't fucking
be mad at me, man.

She's the one with
the weight problem. Hit her.

Enough! It's over!
It's over.

He tried to bite me.

Apparently he's got
the same appetite

- as his fatty girlfriend.
- Shut the fuck up, nick!

I'll fucking kill him.

- I'll kill you.
- Go back inside, okay?

Yo, muscle boy,
ugly's one thing.

Turning the lights off
ain't gonna hide that fupa.

- Shut the fuck up, man.
- ♪ I been lookin' for my woman ♪

- ♪ got some time, little girl ♪
- just get him out of here.

Go fuck yourself... muscle boy.

- Look like a fucking gay boy.
- Shut the fuck up.

Motherfucker!

Motherfucker!
Aw, that fucking piece of shit.

That fucking piece of shit.

Okay, take it easy, man,
take it easy.

No, fuck him!
I'm not a fucking loser!

No, you're not.
Just relax.

I'm not a fucking loser!

I know you're not
a fucking loser.

We're gonna call your sister.
She's gonna come pick us up.

- It's gonna be fine.
- Aw!

I'm always fucking shit up,
nick.

Why are you such a failure,
nick?!

Why did you say that?

Why'd i say what?

To the girl.

He cheap-shotted me down a flight
of stairs, you fucking dick!

Yeah, but come on, man,
it wasn't very nice.

Fuck you, man! Are you
fucking kidding me right now?!

I don't know, man.
You know, it's just this shit...

the shit seems
to happen to you a lot.

It's like you're king midas,

except everything you touch
turns to shit.

Oh, everything i touch
turns to shit, huh?

How about you, man?

What happened with alex
in there, huh?

How'd that go?

What? It's fine.
I just said hi.

Oh, yeah?

Did you give her the ring?
Did you propose?

You strike while the iron's hot?

It'll only be
another decade or so

till she realizes
what a waste of life you are!

- Oh, what a waste of life i am?!
- Yeah!

That is big
coming from the ex-con.

At least i got
a fucking excuse, man!

What's your fucking excuse,
huh?!

Where am i gonna go?!
What am i gonna do?!

I can't get a fucking job on
parole! What am i gonna do?!

But you... you had a fucking
chance to get out of here.

You had a chance
to leave this town.

Bad timing?

You got into that school
in iowa.

I saw the letter.

I was home every day that summer
when the mail came, remember?

But you chose to stay here
in this shit fucking town

for that stupid fucking cunt?!

I stayed here because of you!

Fuck!

Fuck! Because somebody has
got to take the rap for you!

You stupid ass.

Fucking end up in the street
or jail or fucking dead?!

I ought to have my goddamn head
examined,

because
i threw my life away, too.

I can't... i can't take
this shit anymore, nick.

I love you...

but just
look at where we are.

You remember what those kids
look like?

No. No, no, no.
Don't do that shit, nick.

You remember what those pills
did to them, what i did to them?

You didn't know
they were gonna snort it.

But they did.

And i didn't...

i didn't care that i went
to jail, you know?

Fucking county is a joke anyway.

I didn't graduate, and i missed
out on the college experience,

and none of it mattered,
you know?

But seeing that kid there
lying in a hospital bed

with his nose running with blood
and his eyes all crossed,

wondering what
he'd done wrong...

it wasn't...
it wasn't your fault, man.

You didn't know
that was gonna happen.

I always thought...
i always thought staying here

was gonna be like some sort
of a penance, you know?

Like somehow
i deserved to, like,

throw my life away.

That i deserve that shit.

But, man,
i don't feel that way anymore.

Good.

You shouldn't.

And i don't need you.

I don't fucking need you.

Aw, fuck.

What?!

Morning.

Hey.

Hey.

How you doing?

I'm okay.

Good.

Jesus christ, nick!
I'm up now, i'm up.

No, look, look. Look.

Guess they're deeper sleepers
than i am.

No.

- Wow.
- Yeah.

Why do you suppose that is?

Sometimes it just takes
a human hand to get you moving.

Wow.

Either that or, like,
the sonic vibrations of the clap

- is different than the horn.
- Oh.

There's
a lot of different things

that probably play into it,
but i think it's mostly

the human-hand portion
that gets the...

i'm gonna call mimi,
have her come pick us up.

She's already on her way, man.

Really?

Yeah. I called her...
oh, shit, get down.

- Hmm?
- Get down, quick.

- What the fuck? Ditto?
- No. Popo.

What, a cop? We'll just
tell them we mangled our keys.

No, no.

The window's broken, man.

It's not your car.
It's not my car.

You can't get in trouble...
not today, not with court.

Fuck.

Just stay calm, man.
Stay relaxed, all right?

Nothing looks amiss.
He'll drive right by.

Right.

Stay low and stay calm, okay?

Yeah, stay calm, stay calm.

Old-fashioned staring contest.

Yeah.

It's been a while.

- What? No.
- Yes.

- No, don't get up.
- Got to go up, man.

Promise me
you're gonna stay here.

Got to lift your head. You got to go out
on the end of the vine to get the fruit.

- Don't you fucking get up.
- It's now or never.

- Don't you fucking get up, man.
- Moment of truth.

I swear to god,
don't you fucking get up.

Remember the alamo, man.

A lot of good americans died
on that day.

And a few good mexicans, too.

Don't.

He's bluffing.
He's bluffing.

Who's bluffing? The cop?

He's bluffing.

- Oh, fuck.
- What the fuck?!

I thought he was bluffing.

All right.

Here goes nothing.

Anything you say
can and will be held against you

in a court of law.
You have the...

officer,
you arrived, thank god!

Hold it right there, buddy!
Hold it right there!

I was starting to think that...
holy shit!

Get your hands up!
Get your hands up!

Holy shit!
Holy shit. Holy shit!

Hold it right there.
Come out slowly.

Come out slowly!

Yeah. Okay.

Slow down.

Okay, yeah, i'm slow, man...
slow and steady.

That's the key.

You... that's not him.

That's not the guy.

What are you talking about?

It's nice of you to say, sir,

but i-i know
what this looks like.

- What does this look like?
- Yeah, i know what i look like.

- What does this look like?
- I've been beaten, man.

My face...
i'm mangled right now.

Look at me. Look at this.

Look at my shirt.

It wasn't him.

He's... he's running off
right now, man.

- Jesus, kid.
- Yeah.

You all right?

No! I'm fucked up!

And you say it wasn't him...
this guy right here?

No, that's my...
that's my buddy morgan.

No, he saved my life.

If it wasn't for him,
i'd be dead.

Swear to god.
God's honest truth.

Is this true?

What did this guy look like?

Uh, a little guy.

Small.

Little.

- He was, um...
- what was he?

- Muscular.
- Yeah.

- Really muscular.
- Yeah, muscular.

Yeah.

Thanks, you... i'm gonna...

oh.

You need a lift
to the hospital?

That'd be real nice, officer,
but i got my sister coming

and, you know,
she's got my insurance cards

and everything, so...

all right.

If we could just get him
to lower the...

oh, yeah, that'd be great.

Ah.

All right, guys.

Oh, shoot.

Stay out of trouble.

Yeah. Yes, officer.

All right. Good day.

All right.

Put it down.

♪ I am the boy
your mother wanted you to meet ♪

♪ but i am broken and torn
with heels at my feet ♪

♪ and with your purest light,
why don't you shine on me? ♪

♪ Well,
i should have been an angel ♪

♪ but i'm too dumb to speak ♪

♪ now as she gets nearer,
the visions get clearer ♪

♪ i'm kneeling, weeping,
i will hold her dear ♪

there you are.

We have to be at the courthouse
at 2:00.

Oh, jesus, nick!

- Your face!
- I know, i'm a sweller.

Oh!

I have extremely weak
white blood cells.

♪ Oh oh-oh-oh oh oh-oh-oh ♪

♪ oh oh oh-oh-oh oh ♪

oh, i am so glad you've decided

to start up again
with your father.

This pillow idea sounds great.

I think
if we mention it to the judge...

- it's not my idea.
- Well, yours and nick's.

Yeah,
and i'm not working for dad.

Why don't you just come with me
to mass,

and we'll think about it.

Mom, it's fucking thursday,

and i'm tired
of thinking about it.

♪ Bloody all night ♪

♪ hit him with a book
and how he crumbles ♪

♪ oh, you should have seen
how the arches tumbled ♪

♪ they're golden no more,
now i'm smiling in my blood ♪

♪ i'm caught in a whirlwind,
i'm goin' to heaven ♪

♪ i'm standin' on trial,
and it's painted on canvas ♪

♪ an eternal testament
to how we are so animalistic ♪

whoa!

Whoa, hey, hey!

- Dad, hey!
- What? What?

What'd i do?

Forget it.

♪ Oh oh oh-oh-oh oh ♪

forget what?

Never mind.

♪ What a cryin' shame ♪

you got sunscreen on?

You know, you can burn
through these clouds.

Yeah, i heard...
i heard that.

Where's nick?

He had a rough night.
He's upstairs.

Everything all right?

Everything's fine.

You always liked nick,
huh, dad?

Oh, yeah, he's a good kid.
He's, you know, he's motivated.

I told you
not to let him in here.

He eats the flowers.

What are you yelling at me for?
I didn't do anything.

Henry.

Mom, he's fine.

He's not fine, morgan!

He gets in the flowers
and ruins them.

But, look,
he's nowhere near the flowers!

You know, i don't think
this church thing is working.

I mean, if you're gonna
come back like this,

you might as well not go.

Shut up!

You do nothing around here,
so just shut up!

- Go, go, fix it.
- Yeah, going.

Mom! Hey!

Mom!

Hey. I was just kidding.

- No.
- What?

Get out!

Mom?

Mom!

Mom!

I just got here.

You never left.

Shit.

♪ What a cryin' shame,
a cryin' shame, what we became ♪

♪ i bow my head
in the morning light... ♪

hey, look.

♪ I held her hand
and i, i kissed her eyes... ♪

it's nice.

It's nice.

Look, i got to go.

♪ ...in the front yard
and died ♪

♪ if you kill a man ♪

♪ they don't let you
drive the hearse ♪

♪ it's your speaking voice,
it's buyer's remorse ♪

♪ just a paper cut ♪

♪ that's been
bleeding you to death ♪

♪ it's a sacrifice ♪

♪ it's a mountain of regret ♪

♪ let them rest ♪

♪ your heart and your head
and your bones ♪

♪ there's nothing left ♪

♪ to prove to anyone you know ♪

♪ say it once ♪

♪ whoo-ooh ooh-ooh ♪

♪ never have to say it again ♪

♪ it's a mess ♪

♪ whoo-ooh-ooh-ooh ♪

♪ maybe it's the only one ♪

♪ let them rest ♪

♪ ooh-ooh ooh-ooh ♪

♪ your heart and your head
and your bones ♪

♪ there's nothing left ♪

♪ to prove to anyone you know ♪

♪ say it once ♪

♪ never have to say it again ♪

♪ it's a mess ♪

♪ whoo-ooh-ooh-ooh ♪

♪ maybe it's the only one ♪

♪ ooh-ooh ooh ooh-ooh ♪

♪ ooh-ooh ooh ooh ooh ♪

♪ ooh-ooh ooh ooh-ooh ♪

♪ ooh-ooh ooh ooh ooh ♪

is this our guy?
Is this morgan?

Yes, your eminence.

I am he.

But we're all morgan
when you get right down to it.

Deep down inside
of every one of us is

a morgan midwood
fighting for what's right,

standing up for the little guy.

And the shame of it all is
that our effort,

our morgan-ism, if you will,
isn't always rewarded.

In fact,
it's often punished...

because this world has
lost sight of the good and true.

Right now we're more concerned
with the sexy and sellable.

But you can't sell honor,
your holiness,

and you can't have sex
with character,

and that's morgan midwood
down to the bone.

That's you and me and you
and you and you

and all of us
at our very best.

But because
of our righteousness,

because of our... our faith,
our innocence,

we're victimized.

You see, morgan didn't know

what he was walking into
that day, my... my liege.

He thought it was some other
shitsucker's apartment.

Don't say anything.

Thanks.

No problem, pal.

Oh!

Glad there's no problem.

Then again...

did our black brethren know
what they were in for

when they climbed aboard
those big boats so long ago?

Ugh!

Whew!

That's how you're gonna
beat 'em, morg.

They keep underestimating you.

Hey.

Hey.

Wh... have you been inside?

Yeah, i just,
uh, i just grabbed my keys.

We haven't spoken.

I'm gonna go.

Is this it?

No.

No, this... this isn't it.

I don't get it.

Yeah, see,
i didn't get it either, but...

i think i'm starting
to get an idea.

Take care, karla.

Wait. I-i'm sorry.

Okay?

I shouldn't have
done that to you.

You didn't.
You didn't do that to me.

You did that to the half a man
that i...

right, okay.

Um, well, it doesn't matter now.

I was wrong,

and i have realized that
these past few days.

I miss you... morgan.

I want you back...
whoever you are.

Well, what...
what about campbell?

Campbell doesn't matter.

Karla...

i think
heaven's missing an angel.

And you probably have her
stuffed in your fucking closet.

Morgan?

And this is just the prototype.

I made this baby
with my bare paws.

Just giving you
the god's honest.

But we got the factory
rolling them out right now.

One week, 10 days, tops,
these babies should be in stock.

- 10 days?
- Tops.

And we can personalize this
to meet your every desire.

So, it's basically, uh,
covered in terry cloth?

No.
Common mistake.

This is entirely beach towel.

I thought
it was the same thing.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Absolutely not.

Absolutely not.

Hey, uh, excuse me for a second,
yeah?

Yeah.

All right, all right.
Check it out. Enjoy.

I like your setup here.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Well, you know, it's my idea.
It's my baby.

It's great.

It's pretty much what i was
doing when i wasn't working,

except for i get to talk
to people besides ed.

So, you think you'll be
into doing this every day?

Big-time.

Besides,
the weekend's not that cool

when every day is a sunday,
you know?

Hey... thanks for what you did.

Ah.

You know,
i was planning on giving

this whole grandiose speech

about the sociopolitical
inequities of the system,

but that guy from the apartment
recognized me

and form-tackled me.

So i came clean.

And, man, it was weird.

Everyone started
feeling sorry for me,

and family dropped
all the charges.

I think that dude wants to be
my foster dad now.

It's funny how that works.

Yeah, yeah.

You gonna be okay?

Yeah, you know...
it's lonely at the top.

- Yo!
- Yo!

Forgetting something?

Feeling a little light.

Oh.

It's good.

Thank you.

I'm very funny.

Thank you again, sir.

You kind of left me hanging,
though,

although i think we added

a couple good pages
the other day.

I think we did.

So... what now?

Now i write the rest.

Bye.

All right, all right.

Okay, okay.

Hey.

It's comfortable. Right?

How'd you come up
with this idea?

Well, like any great idea, sir,
it was spawned from necessity...

necessity, convenience,
comfort.

Oh, i lost my palm tree.

♪ I don't say much ♪

♪ you tell me
that it's not enough ♪

♪ you say "okay"
at the end of every day ♪

♪ well, i can't talk ♪

♪ until i lose a little luck ♪

♪ let's talk about my day ♪

♪ i'd do it if i could ♪

♪ whatever comes ♪

♪ whatever comes ♪

♪ whatever comes our way ♪

♪ whatever comes ♪

♪ whatever comes ♪

♪ whatever comes our way ♪

♪ whatever comes ♪

♪ whatever comes ♪

♪ whatever comes our way ♪

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♪ i don't know ♪

♪ if we'll grow ♪

♪ if we'll reap,
reap just what we sow ♪

♪ but keep digging ♪

♪ just keep digging ♪

♪ and change your ground ♪

♪ when you want to ♪

♪ bury your head ♪

♪ just know that you're hiding
god's face ♪

♪ when you feel like ♪

♪ you'd rather be dead ♪

♪ oh, remember you're
your own saving grace ♪

♪ well, i don't know ♪

♪ if we'll grow ♪

♪ if we'll reap,
reap just what we sow ♪

♪ but keep digging ♪

♪ just keep digging ♪

♪ and change your ground ♪

♪ change your ground ♪

♪ change your ground ♪

♪ change your ground ♪

♪ change your ground ♪