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Previously on Rescue Me

We found a tumor on your kidney.

I'm fairly certain it's renal cancer.

So what do | do?

Take some leave, scrounge up whatever cash you can get your hands on

and get that kidney cut out, or you're gonna have it spread.

You try and use your insurance,

you're as good as off the job.

Alright, | gotta go hide this cash.

You know what though, | gotta better idea.

Why don't you give it to me, I'll hide it.

[aggressive knocking]

Shit!

Somebody in there?

(Knocking on door)

Hang on one sec.

You thinking what I'm thinking?

We get him in the ring,

we get some side action going, a couple of extra cabbage.

This is a chance to make money.

Do you really think that sleeping together is such a bad thing?

Where did you learn to do all of that stuff?

Old boyfriends,

my mother.

So here's how it works,

| had Janet on my pole for like 45 minutes to an hour.

When's the longest you ever lasted with Janet.

We are not having sex.

Hey, can | ride along?

Only if his mother says it's okay.

Hell yeah.

lf he gets into trouble, I'm not looking out for him.

Hey, let me get in there.

Alright.

Here, suit up.

Tommy!

WOMAN [ON PA]: Copy that, 2-3-3, area 8-1-9, Green Street.

Still want me out of this house?

WOMAN: Uh, 2-5-4, smoke unit has been notified.

You're just there for crowd control.

His mother never finds out.

That’s the deal.

MAN 1: Can |? MAN 2: Yeah. All right.

MAN 1: It’s all right? MAN 2: Not a problem.

You okay, kiddo?

Yeah, I’m all right.

Listen, it was Tommy Gavin who pulled your ass

out of that oven.

Maybe one day, you'll have a chance to return the favor.

| hope | do.

| hope you don’t. Come on.

[DOOR OPENS]

Sid, Damien, take a seat.

[CHATTERING ON RADIO]

| insist.

I'll stand.

You sure? Sure you’re not tuckered out

from all the excitement? | mean, it’s nearly nap time.

Up yours. No, up yours, Sid,

way, way up yours. Listen, the kid’s fine.

Nobody got hurt, okay?

Yeah, but, you see,

| seem to remember somebody telling every guy in this room

with hair on his balls that we live in a culture

of accountability.

Know who that was?

| Know. The memory at your age--

Your mother’s-- Hey. Hey, hey, hey.

What, what? What?

Jimmy Keefe’s widow make you a little sweets, huh?

She bat her goddamn eyelashes at you,

and all that fire and brimstone

you're spouting goes right out the window.

You would have done the same.

No. No, you see,

because I’m the boss, okay? This is my house.

These are my men, and right now,

the boss wants to know

which one of you assholes took the kid inside?

Look, nobody brought me in, all right? | snuck in myself.

Kid, you really wanna treat me like an asshole

before you take the exam?

Think before you speak.

It was my idea.

Thomas. What a shock.

He did not, chief. It was me.

TOMMY: Mike. | thought it would be okay.

It’s my responsibility. | was the chief--

| appreciate you guys trying to cover for me,

but I'll take the beating. | got it coming. It was me.

No, chief. | brought him in.

My bag of shit, and I'll carry it--

It was me, chief. Chief, it was me.

Quiet! Stop the bullshit.

| Know it wasn’t you, and | know it wasn’t you.

| took him in. | brought him out, okay?

It was simple as that. You did not.

Guys, | don’t--

We all gotta share the blame on this.

We didn’t think anything was gonna happen.

Quiet.

WOMAN [ON PA]: Engine 35, | show you 10-8.

Try 9. Give, uh, 10-12 to--

Yeah?

You don’t think I’m gonna come down on you

like a ton of goddamn bricks?

You see, unlike Feinberg here,

| got no enemies at H.Q.

I’m a popular guy most places.

Really? Not in this room, apparently.

In my office, now.

And the rest of you, go wash up.

Anything you wanna say to me,

you can say to me in front of the guys.

One, he has absolutely no technical training yet

on how to handle himself in a burn.

Two, that’s your 20-year-old godson you almost got killed,

and three, you already got one dead kid on your conscience.

You really want another one?

In the office.

| said, wash up.

[THE VON BONDIES’ "C’MON, C’MON" PLAYING]

On another day C’mon, c’mon f

With these ropes tied tight Can we do no wrong? J

J Now we grieve ‘Cause now is gone S

Things were good When we were young f

~ With my teeth locked down | can see the blood J

J Of a thousand men Who have come and gone f

J Now we grieve ‘Cause now is gone S

Things were good When we were young f

I Is it safe to say? C’mon, c’mon f

? Was it right to leave? C’mon, c’mon f

~ Will | ever learn? C’mon, c’mon J

~ C’mon, c’mon, C’mon, c’mon f

[CHATTER ON RADIO]

There’s no reason to be nervous.

I’m not gonna jump over the desk and attack you.

Go ahead.

Typical management.

[SIGHS]

| didn’t ask for this desk.

But you took it.

And you wouldn’t? Nope.

Not in a million years.

You know why?

Do | know why? | Know why.

’Cause it’s bullshit.

You know what’s bullshit, Tommy?

You’re bullshit.

Not everybody can be Reggie Jackson,

swinging for the goddamn fences

every time they get up to the plate.

Somebody’s gotta be Billy Martin,

because without Billy Martin keeping the egos in check

and taking heat from the owners

and the players and the fans and the press,

you know what you got? You got a last-place team.

You got anarchy.

Just write me up.

| don’t give a shit.

I’m not gonna write you up, pal.

I’d be implicating myself.

| saw the kid go.

Standing right next to his mother

when the rig pulled out of the garage.

Nah, telling the department would be far too kind.

I’m going back to the fifth grade on this one.

I’m gonna tell his mom on you.

[SCOFFS]

Just like Billy Martin would have done.

[GROANS]

Let me know anytime you wanna jump over that desk.

| got as much guts as you do, Tom.

Yeah.

Well, unless that desk catches on fire,

we're never gonna find out, are we?

[CHATTER ON RADIO]

[RINGS]

Hello.

Hey, uh, Terrence, i's me, Sean.

Hey, Squirt, what are you doing?

Okay, could you not call me Squirt, please, Terrence?

Is Mom around? No. She’s at, uh,

cheerleading practice. Will you just put her on?

It’s about time we heard from you.

Don’t you wanna know how I’m doing?

Yeah. How are you doing?

Doesn't count now, because | had to ask you--

Okay, could you put Mom on, please?

Okay, Squirt. Ma! It’s phone!

Who is it? Sean.

Sean who? Your other son, Sean.

Oh.

What do | owe the pleasure?

Hey, Ma. Listen, |, uh-- Ahem.

| got some news.

You're getting remarried?

No. Oh.

What, then?

Hey, is Terrence still on?

No. He’s in the other room working on his crossword.

He’s so smart, your brother. He’s a really bright boy.

Okay. Well, listen, Ma.

Here’s what | gotta tell you. I-- |, uh--

[SIGHS]

| got cancer. | knew it.

You knew it? What-what do you mean you knew it?

You never call with good news. Just once

I’d like to hear you call and say,

"I’m getting married to a normal, healthy woman,"

or, "| won the lotto.”

Oh. Well, I’m so sorry to disappoint you with the news

of my kidney cancer, Ma.

Is that the kind you got? Yeah.

| always said you didn’t drink enough water.

| drink plenty of water, Mom. It’s not-- It’s not--

| got it from Ground Zero. | told you not to go down there,

that you would get sick.

Well, what other choice did | have?

[CLICK] She’s right, Sean.

Hey! Get off the phone, Terrence!

I’m just saying.

Ma, tell him to get off the phone.

Hang up the phone.

You should have never went down there, Squirt.

Don’t call me that, asshole, okay?

Sean, language. Sorry. Yeah, sorry, Ma.

It’s not my fault you got cancer.

Ma!

Honey, hang up the phone.

All right, Ma. You watch your language, Squirt.

[PHONE CLICKS]

Is he gone? Yeah.

Well, listen. I’m gonna need to get this surgery done.

Okay? And the doctors think that they can stop the cancer

from spreading if they cut out my kidney.

Oh, Seany, my poor baby.

| know. | know, but--

I’m gonna need you to come to New York, ma,

and be with me.

I’m all alone on this one.

| haven’t even told the guys in the firehouse.

It’s so far. Ma, it’s Jersey.

It’s like an hour. How am | supposed to get there?

Ma, please? I-l need you to do this for me, all right?

I'll put you up in a nice hotel.

All right, if you think it'll help.

| do. I-l do, okay? Thanks, Ma. Thank you.

Sweetheart. Yeah?

Do you at least have a new girlfriend?

No. No, Ma, | don’t have a new girlfriend.

Figures.

You are such a dick, Terrence!

Seany! You’re such a dick!

Sorry, Mom. Listen.

| am gonna go, okay?

Thank you, though. I’m gonna call you back, all right?

Okay.

WOMAN [ON PA]: Thirty-three, that’s a possible gas vane leak.

Hey. Hey.

| need you to get in the car.

What?

What-- Whatever it is,

| didn’t do it. lf | did do it,

| apologize, but I’m pretty sure I--

J-Just get in the car.

All right. Is it--? Is it an old thing that | did, ’cause I--

What?

Tommy, it’s not always about you.

[CLEARS THROAT]

Headed my way, beautiful?

Oh! Hey, Coll, it’s me.

| know who the hell it is. You've been watching me

from across the street for the last three hours.

Okay, and you think I’m a freak?

No, no, no. Wait, wait, wait.

| don’t think you’re a freak. Don’t put your hands on me.

Come on. Let me just talk to you. Come on, Coll,

will you just wait for one goddamn second?

Touch me again and I'll knock your block off.

[DISTANT SIREN WAILING]

What? I’m full of shit, okay?

You know how | told you | was wild back in the days,

how | ran through all those women,

banging chicks left and right?

It was all bullshit, all right?

| was just putting up a front.

The truth is I’ve only been with,

like, five women my entire life.

So, what, did you spend the last week banging hookers

to up your average? No.

| spent it sitting in a dark room alone,

thinking about you

and about the night we spent in bed,

the nipple thing, the whip cream,

even that peanut-butter ass play stuff.

Heh-heh-heh. You liked that?

Yeah. And | figured, you know,

what the hell? Just go with it.

It’s just sex, right?

So | think we should just get down and dirty,

do all that nasty, filthy, slutty, whorey,

skanky, animalistic-- You think I’m a whore?

Uh...

"Filthy, nasty, slutty, whorey..."

Uh, n-not street whorey.

| only did all that stuff because we’re getting married.

Yeah.

Oh, God. You don’t wanna marry me anymore.

| didn’t say that. You don’t wanna marry me,

because you think I’m a whore. Come on, boo.

Ow! Sh-- Ah. Shit.

You know, if you wanna marry a virgin,

start trolling grammar schools, asshole.

A-All right, all right. All right.

What’s with all this hitting with you Gavins?

Pussies run. Gavins fight.

No shit.

So, what’s up?

Katy sent us a letter.

Oh. Hate mail?

Hate’s a strong word.

You know, it’s more like intense dislike mail.

Uh-huh.

Basically she doesn’t wanna see us again

unless we can act like grown-ups for a change.

First sign of trouble, she’s cutting us off for good.

Okay, wait-- Who--

She doesn’t get to cut anybody off, okay?

She’s 12.

We-- If anybody cuts-- We cut people--

Okay, Tommy, she can and she will.

| mean, after all the embarrassment

we've cost her?

Okay. Fair enough.

What-- | mean, that normal parents thing,

| don’t know about. We certainly can lie our way

around the rest of it.

Right. You know, | can come over and

pretend to stay over for the weekend,

and, you know, we can--

Yeah, and we should keep having sex.

What?

We should continue having sex.

That was in the letter?

No, that would be for us.

| mean, come on. It was great, right?

Yeah... Yeah.

l-- You-- | don’t know what you're going for here. What’s--?

You wanna have sex with me?

No, uh-- All this-- No.

What? No, I’m saying no strings.

No-- No strings? No.

You're saying that you wanna have sex with me,

with no strings attached? Yeah.

That’s-- No motives? No secret motives? No--

No. No old envy, jealousy?

No resentment? Okay, first of all,

| don’t have jealousy and envy anymore,

but we are throwing all the rest away.

What about Dwight?

Does he have any idea about this secret,

evil no-strings plan? Yeah, for your information,

Dwight and | are done. Oh. And does-- Does Dwight

have that particular information

in his paralyzed lap? Does he have that? No.

No, he doesn’t, does-- No. | know. Yeah.

He will.

Yeah, he will. He will. l-- Ho-ho-ho.

This is just classic.

Ok, you know what? Do you wanna have sex with me or not?

All right, no-no strings, no--

Just pure, unadulterated, one-on-one--

Sex.

All right. It’s never gonna work, but...

When do we start?

[CHATTER ON RADIO]

Hey, Tommy, there’s some guy out front in a wheelchair,

says he wants to talk to you. Name’s Dwight.

Wh-- What-- What’s he doing?

Nothing. He’s, uh,

parked out front, shooting the shit with Niels.

Wh-- What’s he saying?

That he’d like to talk to you.

Can |, uh-- Can | get a couple hours?

LOU: Can you buy me a couple drinks later?

Yeah. Yeah.

Okay. Thanks.

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

| didn’t think so.

How are you? Let me guess...

WOMAN [ON PA]: Industry 14, rescue 88, are you still 89 with the--

Hey, Tom.

There you are.

Dwight. What’s going on?

The guys, they, uh-- Somebody told me

that you were here, and, uh, | was just looking for you.

| didn’t see you and thought maybe you left.

How you doing?

Well, I’m still in a wheelchair, Tom,

but other than that, |’m-- | got no complaints.

Good.

So you’re good.

I’m super.

Cool.

Well, | got a bunch of stuff | gotta take care of.

There is one thing, Tom.

Yeah?

You don’t mind, I’m a little uncomfortable

even bringing this up with you, but--

But | like you, Tom.

Figure if we’re really gonna be friends,

this is something

we should be able to talk about.

Yeah, sure. | mean, we-- You know.

| tell you,

it’s, uh, Janet.

Since she came back from you guys visiting Katy at school,

Yeah? she’s been a little off.

Off? Lately, she hasn't been

opening up to me in the way she normally does,

if you know what | mean.

Yeah. So | was wondering

if you might be able to shed a little light on it for me.

Uh, hey, did you guys have a dust-up or something?

N-No. | didn’t-- A dust-up? I--

But it-it was something, right?

Uh, pfft. You know, Dwight, I--

No. Everything was great. We had a-- We--

Copy that, rescue. Can you transport?

Copy, 88. Show you en route, transport.

Dwight, look,

you know I’m trying to shoot straight with you here.

I’d appreciate that, bro.

Ok. You know, uh, something,

uh, happened.

It was just a thing. There was a thing.

You slept together.

So she told you.

No. You just told me.

Okay, sh-- She had a lot to drink,

and I’m not-- That’s not an excuse. I’m just explaining

what happened to you. She had a lot to drink,

and it just happened.

You had sex with Janet.

Once.

Twice, but it was--

Felt like once, cause it was So--

Hey, look. I-- I’m not gonna lie to you.

l-- |’'ve been there with my ex.

You know, you just get together, you dredge up

all your old feelings, you--

You know, you get desperate.

That’s the-- Drudgery. It was like drudging.

Th-There was not a lot of, uh, enjoyment.

You know it’s going nowhere, but you go there anyway.

We didn’t even know we, uh-- We did-- We went nowhere.

We didn’t-- It’s--

How long did it take you?

Uh, what do you mean?

Were you quick?

The sex?

How long did it take you?

I-I, uh...

Ten minutes, an hour, what?

| don’t know. | hadn’t done it in a while.

It was-- It was probably fi-- Seven minutes.

Seven minutes. Yeah.

Total.

But it was a pretty damn enjoyable seven minutes, huh?

[LAUGHS]

Yeah, well, | mean, you know, | don’t have to tell you.

You’ve been there. Yeah, | been there.

Seven minutes. So we're cool?

Oh, we will be cool in about seven minutes.

Wh-- What do you mean, in about--

Oh! Dwight. Oh!

Seven minutes of pleasure, seven minutes of pain.

Oh, okay, okay. Uh, I-- | probably exaggerated.

It was-- Oh, my God.

It was probably only a couple of minutes, actually. Please.

Don’t fight it, Tommy. I’m not fighting it.

Hey, guys. What’s going on? Hey.

Uh, nothing. Can you come back in, like, uh,

a minute? Give us a minute.

About six minutes and 31 seconds.

Sure. What are you doing?

I’m checking the tire.

He’s got a loose nut. Oh, yeah?

You want a ratchet? No, no. I’m good.

You may need it if you got a loose nut.

No, no, no. | got it. Don’t need a ratchet.

Hey, you guys seen Lou? Yeah. He’s over there.

I'll get you a ratchet. I'll be right back.

Don’t really need one.

LOU: Hey, hey, hey, Sean of the Dead.

Hey, Lou. What’s going on? Hey. How’s your gonorrhea?

My what? Well, Mikey said you were

pissing blood yesterday. My fellow physicians and |

did an amateur diagnosis on the back of the rig.

| don’t have gonorrhea, okay? For your information,

it was a urinary track infection.

[GROANS]

Really? | thought only female sprinters got that

from banging too much.

Yeah? Well, maybe | got it from banging too much.

Yeah, well, it’s possible, but, uh,

A, you're not a chick, anatomically speaking,

and, uh, B, everyone knows you're not getting laid.

[GROANS, THUDDING]

What is going on with him? He needs a ratchet.

Je-- I’m coming, Tom. Jesus. Just came by

to get the cancer money. What cancer money?

The money that we took off the top for the charity.

Oh. Yeah. Well, you know, look, we had a little, uh,

late-night counting issue. That money actually got tossed

back in with the rest of the cash.

Really? Well, | need it.

Oh, you seem awfully eager to get your hands on that money.

Well, | have a heart, Lou, all right?

I’m trying to do something for the good of mankind here.

Jesus. [GROANS]

| gotta get Tommy this.

It’s pronounced "tract," by the way.

Oh, really? See what I’m doing here? This is, uh,

me doing something for my fellow man, unlike you.

All right, what’s going on?

All right, boys, let’s see what we got over here.

Ah, it’s-it’s good. It’s fine.

Yeah? Well, it looks-- Yeah.

You know, | don’t know. No, I’m actually

working on that. | think the tire might be flat.

Well, why don’t | get a pump?

No. No, don’t. Let me get a look at this.

No, no. No, no. No.

Holy.

It’s a, uh, long story.

It’s not that long, actually.

Yes. Looks like you got your hand on his...

Yes. Yes.

Rescue 87, E.M.S.,

got you en route towards a structure fire.

Just...

[RATCHET CLATTERS]

Thanks.

You know, if you hadn’t gone and opened your mouth to Janet

about the pills and the booze, you wouldn't find yourself

in this what | can imagine

is a very uncomfortable position.

Ahem. So you banged her. | could give two shits.

But you had to blab to her like a little bitch.

YOou--

Okay, it hasn’t quite been seven minutes,

but | got a lunch date, and, uh, my hand’s starting to cramp up.

I’m not used to holding something this small

for this long. [GROANS]

Now we’re cool.

IGROANS, SIGHS]

You wanna drop those babies in some ice water.

Engine 18, rescue 87 has 9-15. You may discontinue.

Oh.

Watch the head. Give me two more. Okay.

NEEDLES: Hey! Good. Good job, Frankie.

[CLAPS]

Good job. Way to go.

You're looking good, champ. Hey, Lou,

I’m gonna set something up.

He ain’t ready. The hell he ain't.

He’s got no wind,

his footwork is so sloppy,

a-and, uh, he keeps telegraphing like that,

he’s gonna get his clock cleaned.

Lou, he ain’t fighting Rocky Marciano, for Christ sake.

It’s the department league. Look, no fighter of mine’s

gonna get into the ring unless he knows how to box.

You're forgetting who’s fronting this operation.

You got gym fees, equipment rentals,

dietary supplements. What do you want me to do?

You got any idea how much he eats?

Hey, Lou, come on. I’m ready to go.

See? Oh, you wanna fight?

| am ready to fight, man. You think he’s ready?

Yes, | do. All right, then.

Maybe we'll have a little fight here. Sonny!

SONNY: Yo! This is my old friend

Sonny Volpe from Gleason's.

Come on, champ.

[SCOFFS] What can | do for you?

"Old" is the operative word here.

Yeah, right. What do you say we do a quick round?

Lou, the guy’s 368 years old and he’s got one eye.

I’m not fighting him.

Three minutes. That wouldn’t be nothing.

Yeah. Yeah, three minutes. What do you say?

Pll kill him. No-- Okay.

All right, fine. He'll kill me?

Three minutes. Ready? Start the clock.

Okay. He does this for three minutes, we get him a fight?

You get him to three minutes,

he’s gonna set you up for your first fight.

Okay. All right? That’s good?

Sounds good to me. All right, then.

All right, look, just walk around with the old duffer, huh?

Walk around with him? He’s got one eye.

So stay on the other side.

Let’s go. Let’s get it on. Think he’s a popcorn?

He’s a popcorn. Is he? Tell him.

A what? I’m a what?

You-- You're a popcorn, big guy.

He called you a popcorn.

Start the goddamn clock.

Start the goddamn clock.

Go easy on him, Sonny, will you?

Real lemonade, isn’t he? Real lemonade?

He’s serious, huh? Popcorn retread.

Go do some damage, Sonny.

Okay, big guy. Let’s go. All right.

Come on, Franco. Ding!

Keep those hands up. Wanna see that left.

Come on.

Hands up.

This guy ain’t ready. You hear?

A lemonade.

It’s lemonade.

[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]

[EASY LISTENING SONG PLAYING]

Thought you said--

[CLEARS THROAT]

--you wanted to talk about Damien.

| do.

And | think | remember you saying that you, uh--

it was too personal to talk about on the phone

or at the firehouse.

It is.

Come on. Sit down.

J | swear | feel you f

J Peeking through the keyhole J

~ in my room f

J Love is gonna find you J

~ in my room f

J Sweeped aside J

J Blue veins palpitating J

Tempting fingertips I

J Whispers cross The threshold I

f Falling from your lips

A toast.

To you, for saving my son.

| Know you’re drinking again, Tommy.

Look--

Kitten,

| Know everything about you.

You see--

[CLEARS THROAT]

J Love is gonna find you J

[SIGHS]

Shit.

Heh.

Listen--

[SIGHS]

Hm?

[SIGHS]

‘Cause, you see, Tommy,

[GROANS]

it’s safe for you here.

[GROANS]

Don’t you get it?

You're totally safe here.

Ah.

You can come here,

and you can drink.

You can come here,

and we can do stuff like this.

Mm.

Mm.

You taste that?

Doesn’t that taste good?

| want my son to be safe.

You can come here,

lll Keep your secrets,

and you keep my son safe.

Drink it. Come on.

It’s only a little drink.

Good boy.

Want some more?

Go on.

Mm.

[GASPS]

Ah. Hah.

Shit.

Good boy.

Mm.

Good boy.

Good baby.

Yeah. Ha.

Good boy.

Mm-hm. Uh-huh. Good boy.

[MOANS]

Ah.

Okay.

You gotta go.

Woah.

[GLASS CLATTERS] Ooh. Heh-heh.

[GASPS]

Damien is gonna be home in about a half an hour.

Am | all tucked in? [SIGHS]

What? What, he’s wi-- He’s living here now?

Yes. |am so happy.

It’s like my last stand with him or something.

You know, but don’t worry. | mean, he’s not here

most of the time, so you can come here,

and we can do this. You know, come over

and totally drink, and I'll totally bang your brains out.

He’ll never know.

Um, mm.

[LIGHTS CIGARETTE]

| have needs.

You have needs. It’s mutual.

Get it?

And | know that Jimmy is looking down on this

and he is so proud

that his only son is taking his place at the firehouse

and that you are taking his place here, at home.

In bed and out. Hm.

All right.

Let’s go. Don’t forget your shit.

Okay. Mm.

You sleeping with anybody else right now?

No.

What do you mean? Janet.

You are. That’s perfect.

There was a sudden--

No, no, no. No, listen.

| totally mean that. It’s perfect. Keep doing it,

because that'll be, like, your, um, crazy, resentful,

grudge sex.

Right.

And this will be more like an oasis,

relaxing and slow and easy.

Plus you can drink. Except not right now.

Oh. What--

Okay, listen.

| know, based on how fast you came,

that | still do it for you,

and you definitely still do it for me.

| mean, Christ, that felt good.

Yeah. Didn’t it?

Yeah. Mm. Mm-mm.

Okay. You gotta go.

[LAUGHS]

Are you su--

Listen, do you wanna make this, like, a,

um, a regular night thing, or we should just

call each other when we wanna hook up-- You know what?

Ill just call you.

[STAMMERS]

TOMMY: Are you using sex as a weapon?

What? No. Mm-mm. Uh-uh.

Yes. It’s the only weapon | have so-- Heh-heh.

All right. Well, do--

Do you want me to call you tomorrow?

No, no, no. I'll call you. Don’t worry.

Oh. Okay. All right?

All right. | love you.

What? Huh?

[SIREN BLARING]

[SIGHS]

[SIGHS]

Mm.

Mm-mm.

[SIGHS]

Mm.

[SIGHS]

[SIGHS]

Mm.

[POOL BALLS CLATTER]

[POOL BALLS CLATTER]

[MUSIC, SOFT CONVERSATIONS]

~ Shame, shame I

~ Don’t worry about me f

SNos

~ Doubt, doubt, doubt You’re bluffing

MAN: Really? How’s the beer?

Uh, it’s cold.

MAN: Take a beer.

BARTENDER: Hey, sweetie.

Can | get a shot of vodka, please?

You got I.D.? Come on.

WOMAN: You got another cigarette?

1 can feel my sins I

f As they’re ready to begin J

Hey, Dad.

Creeping J

~ Shame, shame, shame J

See the markets? They’re killing me.

| mean, all day today,

all right, I’m on the phone trying to talk my clients

through this mess.

I’m telling ’em, "Hey, calm down.

Everything’s gonna be fine."

Meanwhile,

every second and a half,

my computer screen is just exploding

with all the stocks | just talked them into

going right down the shitter.

You know, the market keeps up the way it is,

| might have to sell one of my boats.

Screaming J

Hey.

Wouldn’t happen to have any weed with you, would you?

J That there is No score to keep I

Dad?

Oh, by the way,

| just got this new place out in Montauk.

You gotta see it. It’s right on the coast.

I’m only gonna be using it,

like, every other weekend, so if you wanna come out there,

just let me know.

Dad.

Goddamn it, what did | say to you?

| told you in the car that | had to come down here

and talk to this guy and that you needed

to just chill for a minute.

Christ.

Now, go sit down and play your video game.

Christ.

He’s just like his mother. He’s always asking me for shit.

Sorry. Where was |?

| can’t find my game.

What do | look like, your goddamn butler?

Go and look for it.

Jesus Christ.

Tommy?

[MUSIC AND CHATTER CEASE]

What are you doing? | thought Derek was closing up.

Yeah. N-No, he was. He-- | just--

|, uh, forgot my cell phone and,

uh, just, uh,

| came back to get that.

What are you, uh-- What are you doing?

I’m just dropping some gear off.

Me and Damien have rehearsal with the band

after closing tomorrow.

Right.

What, are you drinking?

No. No, no.

Uh, Derek must have left that bottle out,

and | found that glass over on the,

uh, pool table.

Hey, uh, speaking of Damien,

I’m gonna need you to back off on that, uh--

That whole deal.

| was talking to his mother about it, so--

Yeah, back off on what?

Whatever you--

Whatever you wanna call that retarded

mentoring thing you were doing.

And, what, you’re talking to his mom?

Are you trying to turn him against me?

Heh. Yeah, no, no. |’m--

I’m not turning anybody against him.

You almost got him toasted,

so, you know, | talked about it with her and--

| don’t give a shit Hey. Hey.

what his mom thinks. Neither does he, Tom.

The kid looks up to me.

He’s in my band, for Christ’s sake.

| don’t give a shit if he’s in the band.

I’m telling you how it’s gonna be.

I’m taking over. I’m gonna teach the kid

the right way to do things. Oh, really?

So what makes you think | gotta listen

to what you’re telling me to do?

Just cause you were banging his mom today--

Hey! Hey! I’m supposed to back off?

Listen, asshole. | got news for you.

| don’t give a shit whether you’re drunk or not

or who the hell’s sucking your cock.

Hey! You got no rank on me, Tom.

Watch what you’re saying.

You're a goddamn firefighter.

I’m a goddamn firefighter.

Period.

No, correction. You’re an old goddamn firefighter.

Don’t forget who you’re talking to.

You took a beating for me

because we work together as a team,

and you are the goddamn senior member of that team.

I’m glad you remember that.

And when I’m your age,

I'll be doing the same thing, Tom.

Only I'll be wearing Officer’s stripes on my shirt.

You don’t wanna be chief or goddamn lieutenant,

that’s fine with me,

but until you do, you got no right

to tell me what to do. Got it?

You can kiss my ass.

Blow me.

Boy, you got some balls, kid.

Wow. Keep drinking, pal.

[GROANS]

Don’t forget to lock up.

[PORTISHEAD’S "GLORY BOX" PLAYING]

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f Playing with This bow and arrow f

~ Gonna give my heart away J

J Leave it to the other girls f

I To play

2 For I’ve been A temptress too long J

ft Mm, just f

< Give me a reason To love you J

< Give me a reason to be f

J | just wanna be a woman f

< From this time f

~ Unchained I

We're all looking At a different picture J

Through this new Frame of mind I

~ Athousand flowers Could bloom J

J Move over And give us some room I

~ Yeah I

< Give me a reason To love you J

< Give me a reason to be f

J | just wanna be a woman f

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