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Thank you.

Thank you.

you for shopping.

It's not a big deal.

I'm sure you got a bunch of healthy stuff in there.

What's your idea? You didn't say it.

I

didn't

eat anything.

I

didn't

eat anything.

Ma'am.

Manager,

do register three please. Manager, register three.

You know that was a perfectly good

Margarita. I'll turn, buddy, so you might like to walk before you eat.

uh what's the matter pumpkin

My eight months. Big deal.

Yeah, and you know what they say, the older the violin, the sweeter the music.

Yeah, the sweeter the music, the quicker it ends.

It's not a very positive attitude.

What's the matter with you, crazy Joe? You've been sitting here all night.

I

think

about everything that I haven't done, won't do, can't do.

Haven't seen, won't see, can't see, haven't felt, won't feel, and can't

feel.

You take out the garbage. Why do I have to do everything? I have to.

you know, something's wrong.

Did you see those cookies here in the store?

Attention! This is the cookie police.

Put the cookies back and come out with your hands on top of your head.

I can't take a look at this. It's only a lack of a handout, Sam.

I ain't got a cookie on here to hold it, Regan.

We'll be right back.

He's been laughing at it and whining.

That's the second time he's humiliated me in public.

I'm not going to let him do it again.

Hey.

Said the stuff.

Leave us alone or I'll scream.

I'll tell your manager what you're doing.

That's it, you jerk. I'm going to scream.

I'm out of here.

How does it look?

Nothing bad's been happening.

Something very bad.

Hello, my name is Tracy Jill Whitman.

I'm a regular shopper at your store. Can you speak to the manager, please?

Hello, Mr. Costello. This is Tracy Jill Whitman.

I have a little bit of a complaint about your store.

No, nothing serious.

Do you have a new bag for me? It's a little older than the others.

Strange eyes. One where you've got the colors in the other. You know what I'm

talking about?

Right.

Well...

Bye.

um

Take a deep breath.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Oh.

Thank you.

um um

um

Do you even hear a single word that I said?

I do, I do.

I do.

You were talking about... You were talking

about... You're not working on the record.

That's good.

You just might be making some changes around here pretty soon.

I'm fed up.

No.

Oh my God. Oh my God.

you

I love you.

Oh, my God.

I love you.

Check out traffic in the case of Helicopter Wisconsin.

us being lower priced every day. Once again, have a nice day.

You should be ashamed of yourself.

to open those and what you're going to detect there you know and pay for them

Come on, let's go.

Turn the hot water on full blast.

And whoever's in the way is going to get burned.

I felt it this morning when Guy put his hands on me.

Big, ugly hair in his hands. He was tearing chunks away from me.

I just wanted to tell him to stop.

Stop tearing the chunks away because they don't grow back.

I couldn't do it. I couldn't do nothing about it.

Or I'll just be gone.

You know what I mean?

Why is everybody always giving me their fucking opinion about goddamn

everything?

No, I wish I had an opinion.

For every day and every night for the next 30 years,

big, 100-foot letters everybody could read.

Get the fuck out of my face. and shut your goddamn mouth.

The bag boy at the supermarket, you'd be disappointed he wasn't there?

Kind of.

Why?

I don't have anything.

That? Like what?

That?

Like?

Like?

Thing? What thing?

Okay, what stuff?

Stuff like... I want to suck his cock.

You want to suck his cock? Yeah,

you want to suck... I bet.

Yes, I do.

Okay, bye.

Thank you Joe.

Thank you Joe.

What are you doing?

That's a big mess, Tracy Joe.

That's a big mess, Tracy Joe.

That's a big mess, guys.

I know, right?

I'm going to wish for the well.

What's there?

There's in her room watching cartoons.

Has she had dinner?

I gave her some cookies.

Is there any dinner?

Cookies.

I don't want cookies.

How sad she is.

I want, guy.

Where I want.

Any goddamn time I fucking feel like it. I'll smoke every fucking nicotine-y

little stinky cigarette I can get my hands on.

Get the picture, guy.

What is going on?

What happened at the supermarket?

This is the cell I got my boss involved.

My boss!

Things are bad enough without this shit around here.

I don't want to sleep alone tonight.

Wait, what are you talking about?

This isn't a bedroom.

Not for a while.

What's this thing?

It does, you know.

So, on the 51st,

Well, in that case, you can use the stairs.

Someone has to go ahead.

oh

you

Hmm.

Come on.

Hmm.

Can't wait?

No, can't wait.

Will you be there at this hour?

Could be there.

Why can't I go with you?

I don't trust you.

I don't believe in you.

I don't know what that means.

He called my husband, he said.

He told me Roy.

Roy what?

Just Roy.

That's fine.

Take it, yeah.

How do you know my name?

Do I know you?

I don't know.

Do you?

What are you doing just there?

I got me working back here.

Can't work in the front anymore.

Something about a customer.

What do you think would happen?

What would you like to have happen to?

Would you like to take a seat down?

Huh?

What do you want to do?

Want a little bit?

A little bit?

Yeah.

I like that smell.

I like that musky smell. Oh, God, God.

Cool out, Trace and Jill.

I think you can help him.

Be prepared.

I'm going to put some...

He was making a two-day music video.

There's somebody here.

There's somebody up here.

Same thing that you are, Dad.

You've been here the whole time.

Uh-huh.

You two are pretty noisy, too.

And just how did you get here?

Same way.

With reasons that suit the flavor of that yellow book.

Son of a bitch.

What kind of a game are you playing anyway?

Tell you what?

That is you telling me. You don't own him.

You know, nothing even happens.

He won't feel it.

It's kind of ugly thing.

And just how long have you been trying?

If I would have known at all, I'd probably see these faces. They're

listening to your dialogue.

Strictly daytime television.

Now, you know, you're kind of worried about all that.

Not from me, thank you very much. This is for the show.

Right.

You know what?

Cool.

Go paint.

On your brand new four-door, $30,000 Nissan.

We didn't buy you a $30,000 neutron for you to throw red paint on.

You're acting like a spoiled, rotten, destructive little child. It's time to

start acting like an insult.

Do you hear me?

And think of yourself.

Is this what it all is?

Anything else?

Anything at all?

There's something else.

What is the kingdom of?

Chaos.

Darkness. And mindless, average energy.

See,

I know it's the mouth of water. Very solid.

Because what we're talking about here is your basic, low-calorie, no-fat eating.

You know what really pisses me off the most when I think that I could spoil a

child?

The fact that they found you out.

You know what?

You are spoiled.

You're rotten, you're willful, you're destructive, and you are naughty.

How do you know that?

You can fill the hole deep inside of you.

Hold it, Chrissy Jo.

You know, Elizabeth, he's soaked for a month, and he is much better than you.

Well, you know, you can call deep inside and fill those holes.

I think it feels good.

Show it.

You'll see.

I want to do it.

Am I?

I'm on your side, Chrissy Jo.

I'm more than fine with anybody stepping down.

Everything is safe now, if you feel.

You know what?

You are a firm, structured child, and you do want to get them back for having

them there to punch you out.

You fly off in the snow.

And granted, that is an avenue we could pursue, but I find it uncomfortably

common in the ordinary.

I hate guys.

I hate my mother. I hate my father. I hate them all.

I hate children, children. And I hate these kids. Who says we

have to live this fucking way anyway?

Yeah, but that says we have to.

You do. What else?

Then we don't have to deal with everybody. Of course we have to deal.

We can do whatever we want. Yeah, whatever we want. Whatever we want.

Whatever we want.

Bingo!

Well.

Whatever. What are you doing? No way.

Oh, you're on again.

Oh.

um um

shopping, alright?

Got a closet 12-gauge single-action pump on special.

What do you think of this, huh?

Steve, I'd like you to meet Roy.

He lives down at the supermarket.

Has a bag full.

Hey, big guy.

Police, ma'am.

Can we come in?

Got a call of some trouble might be here.

Tracy Jones, go talk to him.

What am I supposed to say?

I don't care. Tell him anything.

I'm going to get busy.

Excuse us, officers. We have a little bit of a misunderstanding.

Just go back to your cars so we can get it worked out. Okay?

Thanks.

Ma'am, we'd really like to come in. Could you open the door, please?

I mean it. There's a guy with a shotgun in his mouth in here, and he really

wants it not to be there.

Go back to your cars.

This is car number six.

We're going to need backup.

Okay, Stephen, where were we? You stuck a gun in his mouth.

Royce, stop it. Say something to her.

He's a really good kid, Elizabeth.

I was going to ask you two questions.

Here comes number one.

Why do you find it so goddamn necessary to fuck your secretary all the time and

not me?

You never did answer that one, Stephen.

And question number two.

How would you like your wife and I to pull the trigger and redecorate the

entire living room in blood and brains if I don't like the answer to number

one?

This isn't funny anymore.

This is very funny.

Aren't you going to do something?

I'm watching.

You're watching?

Funny.

So that's what this is all about.

You bastard.

I'm beginning to figure you out.

You bop into people's lives, stir things up when they're a little bit bored, and

then watch it take its course.

Help me, please, Elizabeth.

You know what, student?

I'm really sorry about this.

Elizabeth, it's not for the best.

There are cops outside and they're going to arrest you.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

This may be a negative experience right now, but it's actually for the best,

okay? Trust it, basically.

Say something to her.

Oh, hey.

Elizabeth?

Honey?

What are you waiting for? Just do it, because I'm dying!

Okay.

Okay. Is there ever an apron or something?

Jesus Christ, Elizabeth!

You're right.

I can use this as my door.

Did you put the tool off for safety?

Roy, what is wrong with your gun?

That was a joke?

Yeah, kind of. A joke?

Well, on second thought... Here we go!

Hey, hey, don't get involved with other people's tips. Here you go.

Yeah, so whatever floats your boat. Thank you.

What the hell's going on in there?

Would you really want to do that, Tracy Jo?

Who the hell are you anyway?

Change of guess?

I don't think I want to.

I don't think we want to either.

It's scary.

But it's neither here nor there.

The fact of the matter is you don't want me to go.

I'm not just having too much fun.

You can do any-

Fucking what?

And you just want to ruin it.

You don't want me to go.

Oh, yes, I do.

No, you don't.

Yes, I definitely do.

Steven,

do something or we're all gonna die.

there with your hands up, or I'll blow you all away.

You are worthless.

I'm going to go with this, but don't you ever, ever tell anyone

what really happened.

Don't you ever harm, threaten, or insult Elizabeth in any way.

Ever again.

You provide a safe, nurturing, loving sanctuary for us, for as long as you

both shall live.

For if God is my witness, I will blow your goddamn head off.

I made it!

One... Two... Hold your fire!

It's all over! Hold your fire!

No,

stop! Wait! Don't shoot!

Don't shoot!

It was horrible. Everything's fine now.

We were held hostage by a maniac.

He came in... the house and and he he took the gun from the guy and shot him

and the guy ran out the back but we're fine and everything's okay

Good luck, buddy.

It's okay. He's with me. It's okay.

Wow.

Pretty wild sign.

What a terrible idea.

Having that madman manipulate you like that, and the things you had to do to

survive, that must have been agonizingly difficult.

Probably not.

When survival vets think, I'm sure the choices are very clear.

That's right, Ed.

That's right.

Amazing story.

And to think that this happened here in boring little Springfield, USA, just

proves anything.

Anything.