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L.I.E. Long Island Expressway

You got the lanes going east. You got the lanes going west.

You also got the lanes going straight to hell.

Hills Woman Dies In Fiery Crash on L.I.E.

A lot of people have died on it.

Harry Chapin. Al Pakula, the movie director.

You probably heard of them.

I bet you never heard Silvia Blitzer, my mom.

She died on a crash at exit 52.

I really miss her.

It's taking a lot of people and I hope it doesn't get me.

I lost 5 pounds.

Can you tell?

No.

You weren't using any protection.

So what? I'm not fucking anyone else. I'm not gonna catch anything.

He means that she can get pregnant, dickhead.

I think she's a little young for that, guys.

Did she bleed, man? Did she get her periods?

She started last year, I think.

You better start using a rubber, cause a baby could be a little hard to explain to your parents.

Especially a two-headed baby.

Hey, fuck off! Something wrong with my family?

If a brother and sister make a baby, a lot of times it can have two heads.

He's right, and everybody knows it.

It's in the books.

Look, ask Blitzer, he's a brain. - You don't know shit.

What I'm supposed to think about a brother making a baby?

Two-headed baby.

He fucks his sister.

I don't believe it.

20 bucks. See for yourself.

I don't mean I don't believe it...

Shit...

I do believe that you fucked your sister. I just think...

I think he's trying to say that it not politically correct to fuck your sister.

You know, I am not involved.

Such a stupid joke, Blitzer.

I wish I had a sister!

Why you give it to him for?

It's got to be a part for these things, he's to make a contribution.

It's jewelry now.

Jewelry.

Good enough to get him angry. - Oh yeah.

I feel when he gets angry, you could squash his brain.

You know what, Cole? If he would go to college for 4 years...

He has study really hard, just to be fucking idiot.

Squash him like a fucking brain.

"With an update on the fire in Freeport."

"Michelle, are you there?"

"Michelle?" "Yes, I am, Mike."

"The hard funded low-income housing project in Freeport..."

"has become the source of a federal investigation."

"The March 14 fire, causing damage to 3 floors, killing 2 fire fighters.."

"was apparently caused by faulting wiring."

"Fire marshals investigating, discovered that illegal aluminum wiring..."

"may have been substituted in an effort to save on construction costs."

"The FBI said today that indictments are expected."

What? "Back to you, Mike."

"Thanks, Michelle."

Who's there?

Gary.

You got to see this.

Man, he was bending like crazy.

Look at those in the ass.

I'd fuck her.

I'd fuck anything.

You'd fuck her?

Nay, your daddy will probably find out.

What about you, Jack?

I don't have a father, maybe an asshole.

Tell me a secret.

Something that nobody else knows.

You tell me one. - You first.

All right, seriously, no fucking around? - Seriously, no fucking around.

All right, never really been with a girl.

That's your secret? - What? I never told anyone before.

Jesus.

Nothing you have to worry about.

New good skin, Great eyes, as blue eyes.

With highlights in her hair

Highlights?

You know, different shades in her hair.

You have cool hair.

People go nuts on that shit.

Seriously?

I know his house.

It is loaded.

I mean, loaded.

The only problem is...

I need someone's help.

You know you can get me, man.

Good friend.

Sounds cool.

Thanks.

Gary, this is fucking nuts. Many people up there.

I am so scared! Pussy!

Gary.

You baked me a cake, mom. - Scott baked it.

You baked me a fucking cake. Sorry mom.

Its a carrot cake.

So good.

How many carrots did you put in this?

I used like 40 carrots.

Who do you think I am? Bugs Bunny?

What the fuck is this?

Thanks mom, what a great birthday.

For god's sake, Scott, smile!

Let's do it again... H.. A.. I... I...

Fuck you!

He almost got me, man! He ripped my fucking pants!

Everything is cool.

You better tell what's going on and what you knew about these things.

Come on, chill down!

He's chewing on the Washington guys.

Why are you doing this to me now?

Don't you know about my wife?

Now you're completely clean. This has nothing to do with you.

I can't talk right now.

I'm telling you: Please, just give him an extra day.

I'll call you later, ok?

You know you got good skin. Great eyes.

Tell me a secret. I know this house...

Never really been with a girl before...

Nobody else knows...

I don't think you have anything to worry about. You're a good friend.

He has good skin. People go nuts over that shit.

What are you looking at?

Play hooky yesterday?

What? Hockey?

Don't be a wise guy. The school called that you missed some of your classes.

Could I come to the office today?

Don't be a wise guy.

Get your ass out of bed.

You just better be on that bus this morning.

And... Your friend Gary is waiting in the kitchen.

Gary is here?

Yeah, I don't like him. He smiles too much.

You've got nothing to be ashamed of.

I'm not ashamed of anything.

I'm not saying that you were. I'm just saying that...

sometimes skinny guys are shy about their bodies.

Well, I'm not ashamed.

My body is ok for my size.

I'm OK, you know?

You know what I just said? Don't get a complex.

Man, your crib is looking good.

Got your own fridge, fucking computer, a huge TV.

Outstanding.

Yeah, I think these are Russian guns.

Somebody might see us here.

This is my ticket to Cali... fucking... fornia.

California?

What?

It's just you didn't say anything.

I don't want anyone to know, dude.

Your parents don't know?

No. I don't care what they say.

I'm splitting.

Why don't you come with me?

You could read your poetry in coffee houses. Shit, man, this is great.

You get paid.

I don't know man. I knew we're working in someone's fucking car wash.

What's wrong with that?

When we'll have fun.

Come with me.

Be a man.

You're really serious?

Fuck yeah. What is keeping you here?

Nothing.

I think I might be going with you, man.

All right!

Turn on the water in the bathroom...

water comes off right my hand.

This is excellent pastrami.

Anyway, splash water at the fucking place.

I called a plumber cause I can't turn it off. Shit. I mean, it's everywhere.

So the plumber gets there, shuts off the valve.

Replaces the faucet. Hands me the bill.

Damn! 400 dollars.

Elliot, 400 dollars.

You work, what, a half hour, tops.

Plumber says so? I say so.

Its like 800 dollars an hour.

I have a lawyer. That's more money than I make.

He says, that's more money than I made when I was a lawyer too.

Elliot. - What?

You're not listening to me.

I'm listening. I'm trying to take your mind off.

I can't do this legal shit right now.

Relax.

You're not one of them.

I didn't cause that fire.

I didn't fucking do anything, compared.

You got 100 guys working for you, 20 subcontractors.

There's no way that they could make a case on you.

Half of them don't even work for you anymore.

That is a lovely name.

What do you call the other one?

Jesus Christ.

Listen, you got to relax.

Listen, I...

Are you nuts?

Cut it out, Elliot, come on.

Elliot, it's too much.

Its too much. Come on.

Elliot?

I don't give a fuck with that.

I know him my whole fucking life. He was taking care of me...

and I got all these fucking problems now.

I thought he was kidding around.

Damn it!

Fucking car!

What the fuck are you doing here?

Why aren't you in school, damn it! - Get off of me!

Hey!

He's my son. - Does that make it ok?

I'm sorry, ok, I'm sorry.

Fuck!

Look who it is. - Blitzer.

What went on?

How you've been?

What the fuck! What the fuck is your problem?

You are in fucking school.

She's watching. She's watching.

Get the fuck off!

What the fuck! It's fuck off!

What? - Get the fuck off!

Don't fucking touch me! - What?

Get the fuck off that.

Ok. All right.

Who punished you?

No one. Where is Gary?

Why did you guys get so tight?

I don't know.

Cause me and Gary used to hang out everyday, last year. Never saw you around.

So?

You better watch your ass around that guy.

Have I ever stiffed you?

Have I ever fucking stiffed you?

I'm missing two of my price possessions and you know very well what they are, Gary.

Who was the little dirt back you were with?

Howie Blitzer. - Where does he live?

Randolph Drive.

I didn't know he took the guns until afterwards.

And I yelled at the man, but he only sold them.

You're not gonna hurt him, are you?

Would I hurt a boy? - You're capable of it.

Get in the car.

How did you find me?

You should know.

I have magical power.

Mr. Blitzer.

What happened to your eye?

Nothing.

I, eh, I got a fight with my brother.

If you having any trouble at home, I want you to come talk to me, ok?

So, I see you have an appointment with Mr. Nielsen.

Yeah, I cut a few classes. - Howie...

Mr. Nielsen is not the dean of disappoint for no reason.

He's a very...

unsympathetic person.

He will expel you in a heartbeat and I will not be able to help you.

No one can help me.

Just saying now:

I know you're different, ok?

Different?

Not a nerd, not a jock.

You're not a scholar or a romeo... - Or a gangster?

Or a clown.

So what am I, then?

You are Howie Blitzer.

I don't category.

Howie, quit it! Ok?

Now, when you see Mr. Nielsen, do not be a wise ass.

You are not one of his favorite people.

Hey, I guess you two wanna be alone now.

Go fuck yourself! - Suck my Titanic, bitch.

20 box! - Yeah, you would do it for a dollar.

Oh shit! I got to split with you, man.

I got a call on home. - What the fuck!

Fuck you all!

So, guess you're ready for California, man.

You and me?

You and me, dude.

Bonjour Howard! Comment allez-vous, mon jeune ami?

Oh yeah, but... everybody calls me Howie.

I am sorry to hear about your mother, Howard.

I was a friend of hers.

Can't tell you how sorry I am.

Sylvia was a good woman.

What if I join you for a minute? - No, no, please...

My name's Harrigan, John Harrigan. People call me Big John.

I didn't see you at the funeral. At least, I don't remember seeing you.

No, no. Regrettably, I couldn't make it.

I just got back from Dallas.

That's cool.

How do you know I speak French?

Your mom used to talk about you all the time, Howard.

She was so proud of you.

Talking about your poetry, too. I had some published in England.

If you like, I'll show it to you.

On a diet?

You like your carbs?

If you finish this, I'll give you a ride back to Randolph Drive.

I'm going that way. - Should be great.

Oh well! - You like it, huh?

I mean this is my dream car. Its the first one I have ever seen in real life.

Real life?

Get in.

Oh God, what I want!

So, what's top speed on this bad one?

You name it. I does it.

Oh yeah? Proof it.

Not now.

Not on these streets.

Howie.

I feel we have a sticking issue to resolve.

I walk around with this thing.

Ever seen Cinderella's glass slipper?

Perhaps you saw it back home.

Believe me, Howard, you wanna talk to me.

You don't wanna talk to the cops.

I know my house is not the only one you've been breaking into.

Now, come back over here.

I just wanna talk to you.

You don't know my mom.

Get in the car! - No fucking way!

Come on, I'm being reasonable here. We just gonna to talk about this thing...

and then I'll drive you home.

Or have you rather... I can take a ride to the police right now.

Listen! I don't wanna chase, I don't chase after people...

I use my head, right? Gonna try it sometimes.

You remember me now, don't you?

You were that guy who's had a party at his house.

You look different in daylight.

I've have that before.

Gary told me everything.

You know Gary?

He told me you guys were very close friends.

That's right, we are.

He also told me that my guns were gone.

I guess they are.

You guess? Come on, Howard.

You sold them. You know that guy.

I didn't sell them. I haven't even touched you guns.

Somebody did. - This is nothing to do with me, mister.

Don't call me that. Call me Big John.

Big John.

I don't lie, all right? I didn't touch your stuff.

I don't believe that Gary told you I did.

Then what the fuck were you doing in my basement?

I just went along.

You just went along?

Gary, lying little psychopath.

If I don't get paid back...

I'm gonna change the way that fuck looks permanently.

How much are they worth? - 3000 dollars.

What if I can get them back for you?

Is that doable?

Could be.

Well, if you do that, then we'll see.

Will we?

What the fuck!

Gary!

Hey, Gary!

Gary!

Where's the fucking money...

Oh, boys...

Yeah.

Is John home?

Who are you?

I have something for Big John. I'm Howie.

You can give it to me. - No.

Who is it?

Some kid named Howie.

I don't know any kid called Howie.

Howard Blitzer.

Come in. Come on in.

Well, well, well.

Look at you!

You've shown up, son of a bitch!

Oh ho, hail to thee blind spirit!

Where is my Takarev?

It's all I could find.

That means, you guys owe me about a thousand dollars.

Shit! Come on! I mean, there's no way I can get that. I mean, there's no way.

All right, look, maybe...

Maybe I could work it off for something?

Work it off, huh?

And just how do you propose to work off a 1000 dollars?

I don't know, you tell me.

Look, I did show up, and I brought you your stuff.

Oh, come on, come on. Come in, sit down, relax. You make me nervous.

Wow, how much you own!

Better take this. We should have stolen this.

You know a Chagall?

Doesn't everybody?

I'm certainly dealing with the higher class criminal with you.

How old are you, Howard?

I'm almost 16.

When are you 16?

July 8.

How tall are you? What's your weight?

I don't know, eh, 5'6, 120 pounds.

Why do you wanna...? - You're doing all this for your friend Gary?

Yeah.

What do you know about Gary, Howard?

He is a good friend and a cool guy, that's all I need to know.

What do you know about me?

Nothing.

Do you wanna know something about me?

No offence, but not really.

What have you got that's worth a thousand dollars?

What?

What do I got? Well, nothing.

Hey, listen to me, Howard.

5 inches is a lot of snow.

It's a tremendous amount of rain, but it ain't a whole lot of dick.

You've got more than 5 inches Howard. Huh? Do you?

Yes.

She's good, isn't she?

She knows how to suck a cock.

Ever had a blow job, Howard?

No. Probably not.

Not yet.

But you thought about it, haven't you?

You have thought about it.

There's nothing like it.

It's better than sex.

Everybody says so.

I'm better than her.

I'm the best cock sucker in whole Western atmosphere.

"Hi, leave a message after the beep."

John Henry. John Henry. This is your mother.

We walked past your house.

Lillian said she saw your car in the driveway.

I thought you went to the doctor for your hemorrhoids?

Hello, why don't you pick up the phone. Hello?

John, your mother's on the phone. - I know, I know, I have ears.

I'm talking to your mother, John Henry.

How this thing work? - I'm coming over. Bye.

What are you people doing to me?

Did you know this delicate work?

Listen, confidentiality is a religion.

We can work out this debt.

I'll see about you driving the Cutlass, huh?

You should be ashamed of yourself.

Oh, I am.

I am.

I always have.

Gary, where the hell are you, man? I'll go down and talk to you.

Your friend Big John, he came walking right up to me at the pizza place.

I mean, why did you tell him I took the guns and stuff?

How come you never told me about him?

I had to return the guns, otherwise you would have been in deep shit.

Where is the other gun, man?

Just call me, we got to talk about the trip.

Two headed baby born to cousins!

Hey, hey, its Captain Kirk!

Did you see that old Star Trek show, with big Captain Kirk?

And Spock, and the doctor phones.

You mean Bones.

What? It's phones of course.

Bones is a nick name for a doctor, idiot.

No, it's like getting the doctor on the phone, like house calls.

It's Bones. - It's phones.

Yo, where the fuck is Gary?

It's phones.

Her dress is so short, you can see her quit.

What? - Her quit, it's in her pussy.

You mean clit.

Fuck you. I mean like... clintosaurus!

It's clitoris, fucking idiot!

It's a clint.

Yeah. - Can you see Clint Eastwood in her pussy?

You got to admit she's fuckable.

Holly shit, man. Something about Blitzer.

That's fuck.

Let me see the paper. I guess there's a lot of Blitzers.

Back off!

All right.

Let me just see the fucking paper, Cole!

Its my fucking paper.

Just give me.

Where you get, punk?

Yeah, hello, is Gary there?

Excuse me?

Oh shit!

He said that Gary ran away.

Fuck-o-la!

He never trust him for shit, man.

Now that he's gone, maybe to chase some girls or something.

What?

I'm trying to say, when you do stuff with guys... that's gay stuff.

When you do stuff with girls... that's straight stuff.

What the fuck are you trying to say?

You got to know you're a salami swiper.

Look, I never did anything with Gary.

I know he was a swiper.

That's so, he's rich.

So? - Fucking idiot!

You don't wanna do this.

Stop, man!

Let's smash the other one.

Always fucking. Shit off, man.

Blitzer, wait.

I thought you're fucking your sister. - Hey!

We'll go to Boca, baby.

What the hell happened?

You don't care. - I care very much.

Bullshit.

Enough with the cursing!

Just tell me what the fuck happened?

It's great, dad. It's great.

Come here.

Come here.

We never did this.

I miss mom too, you know?

I see her in every room in this house.

Why don't we get out of here?

We go to Boca this weekend, you and me...

You always say that. - But I mean it this time.

Not the lady too, right?

I wish you'd tell me what is up with you.

I just wish you take care of yourself.

Tell me what the fuck is going on with you?

I took care of myself.

Close your eyes.

You can open them.

Thanks.

My father gave one to me.

This is wire, that's alligator clips.

Everything, to blow up the school.

Listen...

I don't think I'm gonna be working for a while.

That's good. You worked too much.

Actually, it's not that funny.

So, are you gonna teach me how to drive, like you said?

Yeah, sure.

And you can bring your smiley little friend Gary along.

Actually, we're not really friends anymore.

I told you about him.

Hi.

Howie. Howie.

Hey, Kevin. Heard you got a C+. That is great.

What happened?

What?

Your eye.

Fell in the washroom.

Howie, what's going on?

I got to get back...

How are things at home?

Things are great.

You know Mr. Neilson cut your grade.

He's not gonna expel you. - That's great.

Howie, listen to me. I'm gonna give you a number.

If you have any trouble at home, I want you to call it. Ok?

Look, I don't need any number, all right? I'm fine.

Hey, dude.

Good to see you looking so happy.

I heard about Gary.

He just took off, huh.

Do you know where he is?

Nobody does.

I do.

Oh yeah? Where?

No, I can't. You don't want me to tell you more.

Hey, I understand.

You miss him a lot.

Not really.

Well, you wanna take her for a spin?

I don't know.

Look, we're friends.

I'm not gonna say anything about you and Gary breaking in the house.

All right.

Hey, Schumacher. You drive on this side.

Right.

Wait for me.

So, what's was the eyes?

Sorry.

Sorry.

What's the smell?

Oh that? It's me.

It's my cologne. It's called Burundi.

Just brought it back from Casablanca. You can have some if you like. - No.

So, you used to work for the government, right?

Guilty. - What did you do for them?

If I tell you, I have to kill you.

I was attached to foreign embassies of the United States.

So you were a diplomatic attaché?

That's exactly it, mon ami.

As noble a euphemism as there is.

Big John, you were a spy?

Come on. Such a vulgar accusation.

Look me in the eye and deny it then.

I can't. - Why not?

Because your eyes should be on the road.

And if I was a spy...

What would you think of me then, mon coeur?

I'd think that you really are just like James Bond...

except James Bond doesn't go around doing boys.

So, tell me about your writing.

That's stupid.

Stupid? I think that writing is a gift.

I don't know. It's kind of hard with others being around.

I bet.

I'll tell you what's harder, though.

Not been able to do something, because some assholes said you couldn't do it.

Don't waste what you've got, Howie.

Ok.

I can remember the smell of her perfume.

I didn't think you'll remember her smell, but it's her.

And I know that never again, for the rest of my life...

will anyone check to see if I have a fever,

touching her lips to my forehead.

So, what about your writing?

My writing?

I started writing poetry in 7th grade.

And I was in love, of course.

Her name was Diane.

Her name, Diane?

Yes, Howard, Diane was a girl.

But um... - I like girls, Howard.

I know. It's confusing.

You are a...

No, actually. I'm a virgin in that department.

Didn't have much luck with them. - It's amazing.

What's amazing about it?

The professional ball busters, you know it.

So, how long have you and Gary been doing the horizontal mambo?

What?

How long have you guys been lovers?

I never did anything with Gary.

No?

You must be only guy in Long lsland who hasn't fucked him.

He's a slut.

The only thing that hasn't been used on him is his brain.

Can I drive again?

Well, you can always.

You and I are much alike.

No.

I got it.

Demon of birth,

sent the boy his soul,

Is it indeed what you make that you sing?

Or is it really to me?

For I was a child,

My tongue was used to sleeping,

Now I've heard you.

Now in the moment,

I know what I am for.

I awake.

Never more the price of unsatisfied love be absent from me.

Never again leave me be the peaceful child that I was before.

What there in the yellow and sagging moon,

messengers, they are aroused,

fire,

the sweet hell within,

the unknown what.

And the destiny of me.

My God!

Walt Whitman!

I'm gonna take a piss.

Hold on.

You try to seduce me?

You know what?

I think I wanna walk from here.

What?

Jesus!

No!

Fuck!

No! No! No!

What the fuck is he here for now?

What the fuck you want from me now?

Martin Blitzer, FBI.

Wait...

Ok, I stole it. I give up.

Freeze! - Ok, I'm down.

This is so fucking unfair, with my own neighbors.

Fucking people in the Federal government.

Stop your whining.

Dad?

Hey, dad.

Shit!

Hey, dad?

Hello, you reached Blitzer Builders Incorporation.

Please leave a message. Thank you.

What the hell are you...? - Get out of here!

Fuck!

Are you Howie Blitzer?

Juvenile detectives have some questions for you. Let's go.

Come on.

Hey, you got hard on a police station.

What's your name, son? - What the fuck is matter with you?

I am the Captain of the Titanic!

All right, go to sit over there.

Wow, actually. - It's my Kung Fu Fighting.

Shut up, dude! - What's going on here?

Some houses were robbed, and they thought that...

they thought it might be us.

We didn't tell them shit and they called our parents.

Shit the parents, Blitzer.

Don't tell them shit. - Ok, I won't, all right?

I'll see you, Tom.

You thought you made me real proud right now?

Sorry, Dad.

You wanna follow my footsteps and this is how you do it, asshole?

Let's get out of here.

I came to pick up my son.

What's your name? - Cole. It's Francis Cole.

Right up there.

Kevin. Are you all right?

I knew it. I knew this couldn't be your idea.

Come on, I'm taking you home.

Why do you hang out with these kids?

Come on.

Hey, we found your dog.

What if no one comes for me?

What?

What if no one comes for me?

I guess we have to put you in jail then.

Practice, Tuesday.

Big John. - Hi. Tommy.

What's up? - Just went by to pick up Dillinger here.

This one is yours, huh?

Don't wish that on me. Is my sister's kid, my nephew.

If I had known, man, I could have...

That's all right, this kid is squeaky clean.

Did they question him? - No, not yet.

They are trying to contact the parents, but...

You can take him, you know?

Tommy, if you need any names, I can get them for you.

Yeah, I know.

Hey, how's your mom doing?

Come on, Howard.

She's great, Tommy.

Thanks. See you.

Ho, ho, ho, let's go!

Little schmuck.

Will he stay in my room or yours?

Nothing to worry about.

Well, I need you to stay at the motel for a few days.

I really appreciate it.

Oh, ok.

Did you do my...

Your hair got so dark.

Get the bag with you.

That's gonna be you someday, Mr. special boy.

Just because you fuck, you know that?

You've got everything you want.

Now you wanna take what's mine.

Why don't you go home to your mother?

She's dead.

So is mine.

Get the fuck out of here.

These are for you.

Do you shave?

I got a few hairs.

Nod bad!

Wash your face.

Hey.

I guess this means you like me, huh?

Kill them all, and God sore them out

Did your father see your raccoon look?

I haven't seen no one fucking love me.

That's what you were talking about.

Talking about an empty house?

He got some girl. He's gone.

What about his court case?

Court case.

Howie.

Howie, you got a clue what's going on with your dad?

What do you mean?

He was arrested.

Your father was arrested.

You think he'll abandon you?

He left me.

He's a Federal prisoner.

It's all over the news.

Holy shit!

Holly shit!

Come on.

Come on. Let it out. Let it out.

Then if you go on.

Come on.

He didn't leave me! - No.

Have a good brawl here.

Don't leave me.

Hey. Hey, hey, hey.

Let me get you some pillows, son.

Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling

From glen to glen, and down the mountain side.

The summer's gone, and all the leaves are falling,

'T is you, 't is you must go and I must bide.

And I shall hear, though soft you tread above me,

And all my grave will warmer, sweeter be,

And you shall bend and whisper that you love me,

And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me.

Hello.

Johnny.

Hello.

Don't leave the milk out like that.

Scottie?

Damn cells!

I hope you're hungry.

I'm making a mix grill.

You know what that is?

It's an old Kansas City breakfast thing:

slice of ham, some sausages, couple of strips of bacon...

two eggs, any style...

home fries, ham...

hot butter toast.

Ok, now me.

That's hot!

Take your time.

Hello.

Hi, mom.

You know what?

Because that Dr. Raj is a tall head. He's nothing but a third world snake charmer!

What? Would you rather just complain about it?

Ok. I'll call him.

Bye, mom. You too.

Kiss, kiss.

We're gonna be late.

For what? - To see Pa.

Here.

Have a muffin.

You know...

you can come back...

when you're finished.

Anything you want.

I'm there.

Probably I like sex.

Now, don't be crash, Howard.

I mean friendship, like help. A safe place if you need it.

I don't know if I can go in there.

Look, I'm no good at being noble.

But if you don't go in there...

you're gonna regret it.

Maybe not tomorrow, but soon, and for the rest of your life.

I can't believe you.

It's from the movie Casablanca.

Take this for the cab.

Thanks.

...and to keep our honor clean.

We are proud to claim the title...

of United States Marines.

Hi, I came to see Martin Blitzer.

No watches. Belt.

Ok.

Look at this place.

You know I didn't do this, right?

Give me a break, dad.

What do you mean, give you a break? What? You think I'm a liar?

Well, your whole live is a lie.

I'll call your aunt to come and get you.

I don't need anyone to come and get me. I'm fine at the house.

You got stuff to eat?

Yeah. I could use some money, though.

My ATM card is in the kitchen junk drawer.

The code is 7886.

Its my birthday.

I'm sorry about that.

I'm sorry about everything.

You're sorry about bringing that bimbo into mommy's bed?

She's not a bimbo.

Did you ever think for a second how I feel about that?

I mean, you just like roll mommy around, to get someone else.

But that decision took you like a week.

I mean, how would you feel if I got some guy to replace you?

Just been the father, Howie.

Time's up, Blitzer.

Guess I'll see you when you get yourself out of this mess.

Howie.

Where you're gonna be?

Be at the house.

I'll see you when I work out.

And dad...

Don't ever fucking hit me again.

Hey, Scottie!

L.I.E. Long Island Expressway

You got the lanes going east. You got the lanes going west.

You also got the lanes going straight to hell.

A lot of people died on it.

Harry Chapin. Al Pakula, the movie director.

Silvia Blitzer, my mom.

But I'm not gonna let it get me.

Subtitles: Curtis Bennett