All language subtitles for Rescue Me (2004) - S05E10 - Control (1080p BluRay x265 Panda)

NARRATOR: Previously on
Rescue Me...

-Oh, you want to fight?
-Yeah, I'm ready to fight,
Lou, let's do it.

(GRUNTS)

This guy ain't ready.

(SINGING) Reality...

Dude,
you gotta be in my band, bro.

-That was sick!
-Count me in, bro!

We should continue having sex.

You're saying that you want to
have sex with me,

-with no strings attached.
-Yeah.

You don't have to worry about
Teddy anymore.

-You know how he was banged-up
after your father died.
-Right.

He's running around
volunteering at every
single VA hospital there is.

Kill me.

I'll give you three grand.

Look, I'm here to offer
support and let you guys
know you're not forgotten.

How about for 20 grand?

Apparently, your sister Maggie
is down there with him.

And she's into it 110 percent.

They got in so much trouble.
Mr. Wills, are you masturbating?

Somebody call Arlington
National, tell them
there's going to be a rush.

You know, it's about time we
heard from you.

Okay, could you put Mom on,
please?

To what do | owe the pleasure?

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.

-| got cancer.
-Oh, Seanie, my poor baby.

I'm gonna need you to come to
New York, Ma, and be with me.

I'm all alone in this,
| haven't even told
the guys in the firehouse.

You're totally safe here.
And you can drink,
and I'll Keep your secrets,

and you keep my son safe.

-You sleeping with
anybody else right now?
-No. What do you mean?

Janet. You are. That's
perfect, perfect,
keep doing it.

This will be more like...
An oasis.

Tommy? What, are you drinking?

-No, no, no.
-You got no right to
tell me what to do, got it?

Boy, you got some balls, kid.

Keep drinking, pal.

Ah, shit.

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

Hey. What’s up?

We got lots of damage
to the upper floors.

A couple of residents
unaccounted for.

You and Mike, you want to do
a quick sweep of the basement?

No.
No.

Yes. Go out that door.

Cross the courtyard--

Yeah, yeah, | remember,
| got it. Yeah.

[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]

We had a fire here when | first
got into the department.

Oh, yeah? Probably
started by a dinosaur.

Ha-ha. Me and Jimmy got assigned
to the basement.

| think the set-up in these
apartments might be different,

but down there should be
just about the same.

Yeah? Was that during
the Kennedy administration?

Ha, that’s so funny.

Sorry. Were the Beatles
broken up yet?

[TOMMY SIGHS]

You know what,
speaking of bands,

| don’t want Damien playing in
your little shitty one, okay?

| want him focused on everything
he’s gotta do at the academy.

We’re not a shitty band, Tommy.
We’re actually pretty good,

and Damien rips it up
on the guitar.

He’s got some
really good chops.

| don’t care if he has a
Jimi Hendrix tribute solo

that he can pull
out of his ass.

| want him focused on
the work at hand. Nothing else.

Why don’t you come and tell him
that yourself, face-to-face,

when he’s got his axe strapped
on his back, you know?

We’re rehearsing
at the bar tonight

because it’s an off night.

Oh, wait, | forgot.
You probably already know that

because you'll be doing your
secret drinking thing there.

Try to stay sober long enough
so you can hear us.

Hey, that was--
| was tired that night.

That was what that was about.
Yeah, whatever,

| didn’t say anything,
asshole.

| Kept your dirty little
secret for three reasons:

One, | was really embarrassed.
Ashamed actually.

And two, you know, Damien’s got
enough on his plate

without having to worry
whether his uncle

is gonna show up
shitfaced or clear-eyed

holding a cup of coffee
in his very steady hand.

What was the third thing?

What?

You said there was
three things.

Did | mention shame?

Yeah, you said
you were ashamed

after the really
embarrassed thing.

Really embarrassed,
that was the third thing.

That was the third thing?
Yes! Why?

Because most people would
include the really embarrassed

in with the just
regular embarrassed.

It would all be one thing.

Shame would be its own,
separate whole individual thing.

Right. | should have made shame
its own, like, area.

Because you know what?

| was ashamed. You really
should be too, Tom.

Now it’s an area? | thought
it was just a thing.

Hey, | can quit the booze
whenever | want, okay, asshole?

Then you should. Quit
while you’re ahead, Tom.

| don’t feel like it,
all right? Holy shit.

[COUGHS]

Hey, you know what?

Check the other side
of the room, all right?

Yeah.

Hey, Lou, you might want
to run a line down here.

| got smoke with
no bitch, all right?

LOU [OVER RADIO]:
Copy.

Yeah, | can quit the sauce
whenever | want to, Pancho.

Oh, yeah?
Yep.

What about all that A. A.
bullshit then, Tom, you know?

About it being a disease
and everything.

Yeah, well, some people it is.
It’s like bone cancer, you know?

Kills them dead.
Me, it was like the flu.

| had it and now
I’m over it, you know?

Let me ask you
something, Tom.

What?

How much have you had
to drink today?

Why don’t you take
a swing at me

and we'll find out, asshole.
[BOARDS CREAKING]

[LOUD CRASHING,
MEN YELLING]

[GLASS SHATTERING]

Shit!

[GROANS]

Lou, what the hell was that?

LOU [OVER RADIO]:
Are you guys okay?

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
we’re fine.

Floor gave way
on the third story.

A guy had
a goddamn safe up there.

What kind of safe?

Not your ordinary home safe.

An 8,000-pound
goddamn bank safe.

Oh, shit, Tom,
the door’s jammed.

Hey, Lou, any chance you
guys coming down here,

maybe clearing
the doorway for us?

Copy. Be right there.

Oh.

[GRUNTING]

All right, enough.

What are we gonna do?

Play Scrabble.

Shit.

[COUGHS]

Where is that coming from?

[COUGHING]

Wow.

[COUGHING]

Hey!

Hey. Relax.

[COUGHS]

Hey, hey,
relax, will you?

[BREATHING DEEPLY]

What are you doing?

| forgot to fill the tanks
from the last job, Tom.

[LAUGHS, SNORTS]

You're shitting me, right?

[COUGHS]
That’s awesome.

LOU:
Tom.

Yeah?

We got problems, or should
| say problem.

The safe, it’s down
at the bottom of the stairs

up against
the basement door.

Trying to think of a way

to get out of there,
coming up dry. You?

TOMMY:
Uh, let me think.

Um...nope.
| got nothing.

How’s your air?

[TOMMY CHUCKLES]

Uh, douchebag

forgot to switch the tanks out
after the last call.

So he’s done,
and I’m probably

really goddamn low.

[HAWKS, SPITS]
LOU: Shit.

[COUGHING]

You all right? Just relax, okay?
Take it easy.

All right?

What are we gonna do, Tom?
Just relax.

Ahem. Lou.

I’m spitballing here.

But that time Jimmy and | were
in this building, | think...

| think if you
go up a floor,

the second apartment
in the back.

Go into the apartment,
go into the living room,

and, uh, the center
of the living room floor

should be just above
where we are, okay?

You'll be there when we are?

Ahem. Yeah.
Dead or alive.

Give us two minutes.

All right.

[EXPLOSION]

Lou, if you could shave about
a minute and a half off that,

it would really help.
Copy that.

Oh, shit! Oh, shit.

Holy shit.

[BOTH COUGHING]

All right, kid, hang on.

What do we do, Tom?

| can’t knock it down.

Hey, hey, hey.
Tom.

Relax.

Knock it down, Tom!

Shut up!
You're eating up air.

T-Tom, we’re gonna
burn in here, Tom.

Hang on, kid.

Here. Come on.

[BREATHES DEEPLY]

All right, all right,
all right, enough.

Hey! Hey! Oh, Jesus.

[BREATHING DEEPLY]

All right, one more time.
Come on, quick, quick.

Enough.

Do you pray, kid?
Yeah.

Might want to get an

Our Father
or a Hail Mary in.

Ready to go, Lou?

Here, go.

Go.

Enough.

All right, come on.
Come on, let’s go.

Get up, get up.

All right, listen.

You keep my secret,
| Keep yours, got it?

[BOTH GRUNTING]
Hey!

LOU:
Sorry we're late, guys.

We've been a little busy
saving civilians.

Oh, really?
Yeah, plus there’s

a Milla Jovovich poster
out in the hallway.

Oh, yeah, which movie?
Resident Evil.

Ah, one or two?

Two. Pull.

[BOTH GRUNTING]

You got it?

There you go, pal.

[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 J

Guys, all I’m saying is,

you take the Boston off
the front of a Boston cream pie,

and you have a dessert
that everybody can enjoy.

How is a Yankee fan supposed to
dig into that dessert

and not feel like
a total scumbag traitor?

| just think
you're overreacting.

It kills me, every bite
| take.

This is America.
Lou.

Hi, Ken.

Candy.

Long time, no see.

FRANCO:
Who’s your friend, Lou?

Oh, just a lovely young lady

that blew into my life
a couple years ago

and took about $26,000
of my money, or just about

everything | had saved up
at that point.

You're looking good.
Can we talk?

Let me just have the guys
hold my wallet.

lll be right out. Go ahead.

What the hell
was that about?

| don’t know. The ghost
of thieving hookers past.

Are you all right?

Yeah, I’m all right.

I’m fine.

| know | should have--
Move. Away from the house.

Move. You have got
some nerve, bitch.

You've got some goddamn nerve
walking in here smiling,

acting like nothing happened.

| have never hit a woman before,

but | swear to God,
if | were you,

| would keep walking
and walking fast.

| came to tell you
how sorry | am about--

About what? About what?

About running away
with my life savings?

You could have saved
yourself the trip.

You could have went into
a Hallmark and bought

a "Sorry | ripped
you off" card,

and shoved 26 grand into it
and mailed it to me.

| can pay you back
most of it.

It’s not about
the goddamned money!

You know, | don’t say the words
"| love you" naturally.

Those words, they just don’t
form in that order in my mouth

without a lot of
goddamned heavy lifting.

And the fact is, | opened up and
| exposed myself to you.

And then | just find out that
I’m just one more asshole

in a whole line of them,

just waiting
to be fleeced by you!

| am a different person, Ken.

Well, congratulations.
Now screw.

I’ve changed, but you
haven't. I’m sure of it.

You are still a good man
with a good heart.

lf | really needed you,
you wouldn't turn me away.

Yeah, well, try me.

I’m not leaving until
you're ready to talk.

I’m not leaving, Ken.

Nope. That way.
[SNAPS FINGERS]

That way-- No.
That way.

Okay. Hey!
Hey.

How’s it going?
Not too good.

| got a dilemma.

You've got a dilemma.
Take a look around you.

The level of need in
this place is ridiculous.

| have found
a new sense of purpose.

Listen,
you don’t understand.

Why, they want you
to kill them?

My cats, they’re very, very
sick. How did you know that?

Got my ways.

Oh, my God! Your father would
spin in his grave if he knew

you were having sex
with these old-timers.

Oh, please! Dad would have
given his goddamn purple heart.

Besides, some of these
Vietnam and Gulf War vets

are totally hot.

And | dabbled in Korea, but
that’s where | draw the line.

Anything beyond Korea
would just be gross.

You have some
serious issues.

| got issues?
You should talk to Stumpy.

Stumpy’s number four
on my list.

Life without arms
is no picnic.

You should try scratching
an itch on your nose

while you’re cut off
at the elbows.

It’s like a cat
licking his balls.

You ought to consider
siding him up a bit.

| came here to help
my fellow vets,

not play angel of death.

Well, | didn’t come here
to play angel of sex,

but sometimes the roles
we play choose us.

Jesus, Mags, you’re even
more twisted than | thought.

Hey, Ma,
how’d you sleep? Okay?

Not great. It’s hard for me
to adjust to a new mattress.

Or maybe it was
those crazy sheets.

Who is that little yellow
person, anyway?

Oh. SpongeBob
SquarePants.

Mike said he was going
to get rid of those. I’m sorry.

It’s fine. | didn’t
expect the Four Seasons.

More like the one season:
winter.

A/C kept kicking on
every five minutes.

| have a swelling
of the respiratory tract.

You have a what?
Acold.

Then why didn’t you
just say that? A cold?

Instead of coming up with
some cockamamie, fancy word

trying to look smart,

when in reality
you still can’t

hold down a job and you still
live at home with Ma.

And could you use a glass?
Please, Terrence? Jesus.

| looked at your glasses,
Squirt. They’re filthy.

I’m sorry if | don’t
want a rhinovirus.

A what? Ma, did you have
to bring him? Really?

You didn’t tell me not to.

Yeah, | did, Ma. Like 10 times
in a three-minute phone call.

It was like a chant
at one point.

| wanted to spend some
time alone with you.

Is this about your
cancer thing?

Oh, shut up, Terrence.

No, get over yourself,
Squirt.

| mean, obviously you’re going
to milk this cancer thing.

Which reminds me,
you need more milk.

You’re such an asshole!

Sean Leslie Garrity,
the language!

Apologize to your brother.
Are you kidding me?

Terrence is just trying
to tell you that maybe

you're getting self-absorbed
about your health issues,

which is probably
why you didn’t have time

to find us a hotel room

after our six-hour drive
from Trenton.

Okay, it’s not six hours
from Trenton.

The turnpike was
bumper to bumper.

And we stopped at some
outlet stores.

| didn’t put you up in
a hotel because I’m spending

all my money on the surgery
I’m having in a couple of days.

Oh, boy. See, Ma,
| warned you.

He needs money.
Oh.

Look, I’ll pack up,
you pull the car around.

Terrence...

| don’t know, | just
started baking again.

You know, because | got
a lot of time on my hands.

But | didn’t want to leave them
lying around the house,

because then | would eat every
last crumb and | didn’t want

my ass going all Ponderosa,

so we thought that
we would bring them here.

Nice.

You thought. | thought I’d like
to get to school on time.

Can we go?
Hey, look.

Ooh, Lou, muffins.

Later.

What--? What is--?
It’s blue--

Since when does Lou
not want a muffin?

Hm. Revelations, 2:3.

And the lieutenant
shall shun baked goods.

So how was your first fire?
Were you scared?

You know, a little.

Not the answer
that | was looking for.

All right, a lot.

| was scared shitless if
you want to know the truth.

Yeah, well, you’re scared.

As soon as you don’t show
the bitch some respect,

that’s when you have
to start picking out

the kind of casket you want.

You know what? How about
we not talk about caskets,

because...

you're spoiling my muffins.

Hm.

| tell you what.

You go back to probie school

and you listen to your Dis

like Joe Higgins
and those guys,

and you graduate top
of your class or close,

ll tell you
what I’m going to do.

I’m gonna...

put in a good word

and try to get you assigned
to this house,

to this crew.
You could do that?

Well, | never called in
any favors,

so | just, you know, might as
well take the opportunity. What?

Mwah!

Thank you.
Thank you.

Wow, this is incredible.

Uh, I’m just--
I’m really honored.

Thanks, Tommy.
Well...

Um, shit,
look at the time.

I’m gonna go wait
in the car.

Okay.
Okay.

Hey, thanks, Tommy.
TOMMY: Okay.

And you know what?

I’m glad you guys are
sleeping together again.

What-- Wait, what?

Huh?
Back the truck up!

What?

Well, you are, right?
No!

[SCOFFS]

Oh, come on.
| Know the signs.

What signs?

She’s baking,
she’s happy.

And when you use Tommy’s name,
you say it without that, uh,

"I’m gonna chop his balls off"
tone you usually have.

Listen to me. Your uncle
has just given you

very good news
about your future.

Can you not disrespect him
by talking about his balls?

Come on,
we're all adults here.

You should do
what makes you happy.

Damien, for the last time,

we literally
are not having sex.

No--
[SCOFFS]

Fine. Whatever.
Look, can we go, please?

| really can’t be late.
Yeah.

All right. Thanks again, Tommy.
TOMMY: Okay.

What do you think,
did he see something?

Oh!

| want to make something
very, very clear here.

We’re not gonna
have sex anymore?

What? No, shh. No, no,
we’re totally having sex.

That part is good.
| don’t care

if you
come over to my house

and drink and
have sex with me,

and all that’s good.

| just want to make sure

that you have a handle
on the booze.

Because if | get one iota of
an inch of a whisper of a whiff

that you are drinking
on the job--

I’m not drinking
on the job.

I’m gonna take these
sensitive brown tits

right off your goddamn table.

I’m not
drinking on the job.

Then you still
have my tits.

Okay.

Who else knows about--?
Nobody.

All right. Besides me
and Lou and Janet?

Mike.
Why?

After | left your house
that night, | went to the bar,

and we got-- We got into
an argument about Damien.

It was-- | wasn’t even--
| had, like, two drinks.

Damien is what I’m
worried about, okay?

Look, there is safety
in numbers.

The more guys that know,

the better the odds are of
you keeping it under control.

| guess | never thought
of it that way.

Well, do me a favor and start
thinking about it that way.

[CLEARS THROAT]

Mwah.

Be at my house around 7?

[DISPATCH RADIO CHATTER]

Bye.

[DOOR CLOSES]

[SIGHS]

This Channel 4 weather chick
can get it. Hot to death, man.

No, | don’t like her hair.
It’s too poofy, you know?

That chick on Channel 7
with the olivey skin,

that’s who I’d bang.

What about the one
from Channel 2?

Oh, the one with
the big lips, right?

Yeah.
FRANCO: No, no, no.

Her voice
is too squeaky.

It’s like, "nyah, nyah."

Lou?
What?

Weather chicks?

You know what, the mood
I’m in, Al goddamn Roker.

Guys, could you turn off the TV,

I’ve got an announcement
want to make.

Is that the Channel 4
weather chick?

Yeah.
Yeah.

Nice tits,
but hm, Spock ears.

Listen, guys, | got an
announcement I'd like to make.

| put a lot of thought
into this.

Just gonna put it
out there.

I’m drinking again.

| know a couple
of you guys, Lou and Mike,

already have this information,

but | want you guys to know,
okay? I’m not an alcoholic.

| think | was going through
a rough patch and that’s all.

Now I’m drinking again,
| can control it and,

in the spirit of the brotherhood
and working together

and being 100 percent clear,
| want to put it out there.

I’m drinking again.
| can control it.

It’s not going
to be a prob-- What?

You told Mikey
before you told me?

Okay, not on purpose.
It was-- Shawn?

This mean it’s okay
for everybody to know?

Yeah, I’m not an alcoholic.

| really don’t care
who-- Yeah?

Probie gets
the info before | do?

I’m not a goddamn
probie anymore.

Raise your hand, asshole.

Guys, will you please--?
Yeah, Shawn?

So | can tell Colleen?

Yes. No. Let me--
Let me clarify.

Mike, you’re not
the probie anymore.

| have to go to the bathroom.
Okay, you know what,

don’t tell Colleen.

Tell everybody else,
not Colleen.

Full disclosure?
Full disclosure.

Except Colleen.
You can go to the bathroom.

No, no, | was just curious. What
does "full disclosure" mean?

You can tell everybody.

What?
So is there

any protocol
on how we tell people?

| don’t know, oldest, dearest,
closest friends first,

or is it the reverse: guys you
barely know or trust,

the probie who doesn’t
think he’s a probie anymore

because there’s another
probie?

This is bullshit.
Hey, hand, probie, hand, okay?

| bet you told Derek
the bar back too.

No, | did not tell Derek
the bar back,

but that’s probably a good idea.
Don’t tell Derek the bar back,

because he’s my sponsee.

Don’t tell Mickey, either,
because |’m his sponsee.

So just don’t--
Yeah, Mike.

What about Garrity?
Don’t tell me he told Garrity!

Hand, asshole, hand!
I’m gonna take my hand--

Hey, hey, hey--

[ALL YELLING]

LOU:
Not the hands. Come on,

you got your first
match tonight.

Easy on the hands.
Christ!

All right,
so are we clear?

Yes.
Everybody knows what to--

What’s what?

Yeah, gotcha.
Okay.

| just-- You know,
| want to say that I--

You guys are, you know,
you're my brothers and | just--

| really appreciate you letting
me unload and get that off my...

Means a lot.

So we’re supposed to tell
everyone except Garrity, right?

No, no, no. We tell
Garrity and everyone else,

but we don’t tell Colleen,
right?

| know we don’t
tell Derek.

Guys.

[CLEARS THROAT]

It’s very simple.
Garrity Knows.

Cool.
Got it.

Got it.

Yeah.
We got it.

Okay.
We got it.

Good.
No problem.

So Mickey we tell?
Right.

No, no, no, no.

Mickey, Derek, Colleen,

they don’t get
to know anything,

okay?
LOU: Nothing.

Okay? And anybody else

can know
the whole thing.

Everything.
Yes.

Oh.
Whoa.

Everybody knows what?

Nothing.

Tommy isn’t drinking still,
anymore. Right?

Right.

Good for you.
Turn on Channel 4.

The chick with the tits
is in a hurricane.

WOMAN [OVER PA]:
Any available orderly...

Lester,
what the hell happened?

You were doing
so good the other day.

When you're 87,

good days don’t last.

You’ve come to kill me?

Oh, knock it off,
will you?

You want prune juice,
I’m your man.

Angel of death,
you got to look elsewhere.

| don’t have long.

My breathing is shot.

That means
it’s almost over.

If | could only

talk to my son

one last time,

make things right.

You had a falling out?

Terrible.

He a queer?

No. He married a Jap chick.

After serving
in the big one,

| was against it.

A Jap chink?

Chick. A Jap chick.

Oh, that’s good,
because a Jap chink--

| don’t think
you can do both.

| haven't talked
to my boy in over 25 years.

He lives two towns over.

Not a word.

What’s his name?

Arthur Frost. He...

He has a financial consulting
business in Salem.

You hang in there. I'll bring
your boy here. Don’t worry.

[MEDICAL EQUIPMENT BEEPING]

What, what is it, pal?

[CROAKING]
What is--? Oh, God!

I’m standing on your
oxygen tube.

What nitwit put that there?
[GASPS]

You're all right now.
Yeah, that’s it. Breathe deep.

Sit tight.

Hey, fellas.

How’s it going?

Good.
Great.

Everything all right?

Yeah.
Yeah, never been better.

Good sandwiches?

Off the chain.

Killer.

Listen, is--?

Tommy is doing great.

Awesome.

No drinking.
Nothing.

Not a drop.
Nada.

Coffee.

Yeah, coffee.

Well, he drinks so much coffee
that we call him

the Coffee King.

Who calls him that,
dude?

Everybody who’s cool,
Mikey.

Now, | can go in there
and get him,

because he’s probably in the
kitchen making more coffee,

because he’s
the Coffee King.

Maybe | should go.
That won’t be necessary.

| already know
what | need to know.

[WOMAN SPEAKING ON PA]

He drinks coffee.

Shit, dude.

Listen, that guy
wasn’t here, all right?

We didn’t talk to him,
we don’t know him.

We don’t know
who the hell he is.

| mean, that’s
Tommy’s cousin Mickey.

Just eat your sandwich,
okay?

Hey. How are
them sandwiches?

Good, right?
Oh, great.

Hey, is that my cousin Mickey’ s
car?

No.
Yes.

MAN 1 [OVER TV]:
Shut up, Carol Ann.
You shut up.

MAN 2:
Hey, both of you shut up.

[CLEARS THROAT]

Hey, Ma.

Hello?

What are you watching?

| don’t know. The people
on these reality shows,

they’re just pathetic.

Yeah. Yeah.

I’m glad you came.

| Know | haven’t exactly
been the best son

in terms of visiting
and calling and all that,

but | really appreciate
you being here so,

what with everything
that’s going on.

You mean the cancer?

Yes, | mean-- Yeah,
the cancer.

It’s a pretty big deal
for me, So...

But you’re having it
taken care of, so that’s good.

Yeah, | am getting
it taken care of,

but it’s still a big deal,
you know.

| mean, it’s cancer.

Hey, Ma.
It’s not like--

Sorry to interrupt.
Well, not really.

Hey, look, | just made a B.M.,
and I’m a little concerned.

It’s loose and has got
a green hue to it.

Will you take a look at it?

Yeah, let me check.

| was just trying to talk to you
about my cancer,

and you were acting
like it’s no big deal.

He took a big green shit,
and you’re ready to

jump out of the chair.
| don’t understand.

Here he goes again:
"Look at me, | got cancer."

You know, at least
you know what you have.

Green fecal matter
could indicate

any number of health
irregularities.

Well, excuse me for
freaking out a little bit

that | might actually die
from my cancer, okay.

You're not gonna die from
a big, dumb, green shit--

Shh.
Sorry.

--that you just
took in the toilet

unless it’s sitting there
with a goddamn gun.

Sean!
Sorry. I’m sorry.

How’d you get
this cancer anyway?

Kidney cancer accounts
for 3 percent of all cancers.

And its victims are typically
between 50 and 70 years old.

| mean, you can’t even get a
terminal disease right, Squirt.

Mom.

It’s amazing
how he knows these facts.

But he always liked to read.
You should have read more, Sean.

Come on, sweetheart,
let’s have a look.

So selfish.

Give him everything
you got, Chuckie.

You do not hold back.
He gives you the opening,

you take him down, okay?
You got that?

Any of this getting through?

I’m banging your wife.

Your mother’s a whore.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

| heard you like
little boys.

No? Nothing?
Okay, then.

How you feeling, kid?
You loose?

Yeah.
Good.

No. This guy looks a little
bit questionable, chief.

| mean, is he in
the department or what?

He’s in the system.

The system? All right,
well, what system?

The penal system.
Killed a guy with his thumb.

Allegedly. Don’t worry,
he’s wearing gloves.

The point is he’s not an old
man, so keep your hands up.

You lose this bout,
Lou’s never gonna let you

back in the ring again.
All right?

Yeah.
Feel good?

Yeah.

No.

No, something-- It just
doesn't feel right, chief.

Hey, hey, Frank. You don’t do
anything you don’t want to do,

all right?

Just so you know,
this guy voted for Bush.

Twice. And the way
| hear it,

he says his prayers
at night,

he thanks God almighty
Bush junior was in office

when 9/11 hit.

And anyone who thinks
it was an inside job

is a traitor
and a coward.

| know what
you're doing, chief.

Is it working?
Yeah, a little bit.

Kick his ass,

all right?

Come on, Frankie.

Use your feet, Franco,
use your feet.

Come on, Frank!

Let’s go, Frankie!

Get those arms up,
Frankie. Come on.

Let’s go, Frankie.
Come on. Come on.

[GRUNTS]

MAN 1:
Whoo!

MAN 2:
All right.

| think Frankie’s ready.

| think Chuckie’s dead.

Get the car.

Right in here.
You can do it, Artie.

It’s been too long.

You don’t have
to say anything.

He wants to offer you an olive
branch. Let him do the talking.

It’s almost over.

He looks terrible.

WOMAN [OVER PA]:
Respiratory therapist
to the nurse’s station.

Arthur?

Son?

I’m here, Pop.

My son.

After so long,

my boy’s here.

| told you
I’d bring him.

Let me look at you.

How are you, boy?

I’m good, Pop.
I’m good.

And how’s that
gook bitch of yours?

You prick.

She home, or is she out
in a rice paddy?

Go to hell.

[CHUCKLES]

Thanks for dragging me
down here,

you son of a bitch.

"Ooh, me rove you
rong time, Joe."

[LAUGHING]

[SIGHS]

Now | can die.

|-- Yeah, | just don’t see
what the big deal is.

If he knows we’re having sex,
why can’t | stay over, you know?

Because A,

he doesn’t definitely know
that we’re having sex,

and two, this is, like,
my last time with him.

He’s gonna graduate
from the academy

and go to the firehouse

and probably want
to move out on his own.

It’s like my last hurrah.

Yeah.
Okay?

You know what? When we
move to the new place,

maybe I'll let you stay over
a couple of nights.

| feel like
a goddamn hooker.

What’s with the new place,
by the way?

Well, it’s smaller.
It’s, um, more intimate--

It’s closer to the firehouse.

You got to cut the cord,
I’m telling you.

Because, you know, once
the kids sees--

He’s almost out
of the academy now.

When he comes out
and gets into the firehouse,

you can’t be dropping by
unannounced all the time.

It’s embarrassing. The guys
will be busting his balls.

Really?
Yeah.

You're gonna talk to me
about cutting the cord?

What?
Janet.

Okay, off-limits.

Wife.

What is it
with the two of you?

It’s like she’s the goddamn
Death Star and she keeps, like,

pulling you back into her, like,
warped, blond, black hole.

Whatever. Can | have
another glass of wine?

You don’t love her.

[SCOFFS]
| love her.

No, you don’t.
Yes, | do.

No, you don't.
Don’t tell me--

Give me a glass
of wine, please.

You don’t need her.
You just don’t want to lose her,

right, because you're Tommy
Gavin and nobody walks away

from Tommy Gavin, right?
Especially not his wife.

Right? It’s like you just
keep circling around.

Okay, and you’re never gonna
move forward like that, Tommy.

It’s like you’re an army guy

or like this general, like,

who’s really strong enough

and brave enough,
but he just keeps,

you know, fighting the same
battle and taking the same hill.

Now get out because
| gotta do the dishes.

My purse is over there.
You can take 20 bucks.

Heh. Give me
a glass of wine.

No! | said that you
could drink, not get drunk.

Just drink.

I’m not getting drunk.

I’m asking
for another glass.

Come on.
No.

Give me the bottle.
No.

No!
Give me the...

Give me the bottle.
Mm-mm.

[MOANS]
Um...

Mm-hm.

Oh. Mm-hm.

[MOANING]

[GIGGLES]

Let me ask you something.

Yeah?

Um...

Is it better with me
or with her?

Her.
Ooh!

You.

That’s good.

Okay,
here’s another thing.

What?
Um, | want you to promise...

Mm-hm.

...that you are never going
to make love to me

and her on the same day.

Well, how am | gonna--?
Zip it.

That’s an impossible--
Promise.

Vow it.

Okay.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Oh!

Mom, do you know where--

Oh, I’m sorry, | didn’t know
anyone else was here.

Yes, please.

Yeah?

Just, you know,
your mom’s having some wine.

Thank you.

I’m looking
for my red shirt.

You know, my favorite one.

| got band rehearsal
with the guys.

| was wondering
maybe you packed it or--

What?
| don’t know. What?

Shirt. He’s looking
for the-- What color?

The red shirt.
The red shirt.

Yes, | packed it.
Packed. She packed it.

Thanks. See you later.
Okay.

[DOOR CLOSES]
Jesus.

Oh, my God.
Do you think he knows?

That made
my upper lip sweat.

Um, the sex? Yeah,
he knows about that.

But the booze, | think
that we covered that up

really nicely with the...

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Come in.

Hey, Ma.

You should be sleeping.
You need your rest.

Yeah, | know, | just-- I’m
gonna turn in in a minute.

Terrence still up?

Yeah, yeah.
He’s watching Adult Swim.

You boys and your
sports programs.

Yeah.

[CHUCKLES]

Thanks for coming, Ma.

I’ve been having
a hard time lately.

I’m all alone on this one
and | haven’t really talked

to the guys in the firehouse
about it, so...

You know, | really appreciate
you being here.

It makes it seem a little less,
uh, you know...

I’m afraid, though, Ma.
I’m pretty scared.

You, the big firefighter?
You’re not scared.

Yeah, | am, Ma. There’s a lot
of stuff | haven’t done yet.

And if | die--
You won’t die.

Ma, you don’t know that.
This is cancer, okay?

It’s not like a cold
or a big, green turd.

It’s serious.
I’m here, aren't |?

What are you talking about?

| beat it,
you can beat it too.

What do you mean?
You didn’t have cancer.

| did, yeah.

Two years
after you were born.

| was watching The Today Show
one morning,

and they did this segment on
checking yourself for lumps,

you know, checking your breasts.

| remember
| was sitting there

with a cup of coffee and
a bowl of Kellogg’s All-Bran,

and | can still see it.

| slid my hand inside my robe
and | felt a lump.

My whole world--
The ceiling fell in on me.

Well, what happened?

Well, it turned out fine,
obviously.

| had surgery,
they caught it in time.

Just like they’re
gonna catch yours.

[SCOFFS]

Why didn’t you ever
tell me that?

| just did.

[SCOFFS]

Go to bed,
my handsome boy.

All right. Thanks, Ma.

TERRENCE:
I’m handsome too!

~ | don’t know
What to draw from J

f Didn't realize
At the beginning f

f Only at the end f

J Reach inside yourself
Find the real me J

< Been dreamin’ on I

I It's my self-reality J

? Been hidin’
Been fightin’ I

~My synthetic self f

Been hidin’, been fightin’

J My synthetic self

< Who have | become
When | was a kid? I

< Seems so hard to fall f

~ Can't go back J

~ The way | came J
Hey, guys, hold up.

Hold up. Mike.
What are you doing, dude?

We had
a good thing going.

Yeah, but | got an idea.
What if, uh--?

What if at the end
of that chorus,

instead of going
right into the next verse

Rob does a kick-ass fill
for two bars,

and then we come in
singing halftime

for the first two lines

and then we kick back
into regular time?

It sounds good
the way it was, all right?

| think it needs
to be broken up a bit.

| don’t know.
| like the idea.

Because you want
to do a kick-ass fill.

Come on, Mike. Why don’t we
at least give it a shot, man?

Look, guys, this is my band,
all right? I’m the leader.

I’m the one paying you.
We’re gonna go

with my musical sense
and my direction. All right?

[SIGHS]

You know what?
| got an idea.

Um, after that
second chorus,

instead of going
back into the verse,

why don’t you do like,
a cool drum lick or something,

then we'll go back
into the verse halftime.

TOMMY:
| think you’re right, Mike.

Hey.

Hey. Sounds great.

Thanks.

Sounds awesome. | was--
| was really-- I’m impressed.

You gonna maybe stick
around for a couple tunes?

TOMMY:
No, | just came in
to have one for the road.

Mm.

See you later.

See you, Tommy.
See you later.

Thanks.

See? | told you he’s
got it under control.

Yeah, | guess so.

[BONOBO’S "IF YOU STAYED OVER"
PLAYING]

f And if its on S

I It's on for good J

~ Yeah I

J Cause when it’s gone I

f It's gone for good I

Let me tell you J

f And if you stayed over I

< You know we would J

< lf we could f

¢ Put it back together J

< We could be fine f

flfls

flfls

~ Breathe in the future I

? Breathe out the past I

~ Yeah I

~ Savor this moment J

f As long as it lasts f

Let me tell you J

J Put it back I

J Piece by piece J

f And if you stayed over I

~ I'd make it so sweet I

I I'll make you remember I

f Baby I

J From your head to your feet I

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