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What's up?

Nothing.

Come here.

Have a seat.

Let's talk about it.

Rough night?

To say the least.

Don't tell me about it.

No.

Are you and my mom gonna break up?

She says you're a loser, and you're a drunk, and you almost got everyone

killed on your last flight.

Is that true?

No, it's not true, okay?

Listen, I'm going through some issues with my career.

But listen, I'll figure it out, okay?

Well, you've always been sweet.

We both know she's really not the friendly type, so... Oh, God, India. Can

we just get over this, okay?

I don't know what to tell you, but... I don't know.

Can we?

I'm trying.

Really, I'm trying, okay?

It's slow.

Anything?

Well, Hank was saying that maybe some cargo runs out of the southwest.

Sounds iffy.

Yeah. Sounds iffy, but maybe something will come out of it. I don't know.

Yeah.

Is there, like, a small little problem with your pilot?

You don't have one?

Okay, kid, can we just eat in peace just for once? Just once.

One day out of my life. Christ, you two are acting like spoiled kids.

Oh, you're one to talk.

Mom, look, he is trying, okay? Well, you know what? He's not trying hard enough.

You know what?

My appetite is here.

Oh, perfect.

Just leave.

That's how you solve everything, right? Just walk away.

Mm-hmm.

Listen, what do you want me to do? You want me to... Vomit and puff gas at the

municipal airport?

No? Maybe clean up the vomit out of the tour helicopters?

You know, it's something.

It's not anything, okay?

You want me to go down and get an $8 an hour job?

I'll do that tomorrow morning.

At least it will be something.

It's not going to be nothing, okay?

Do you understand that? I'm a pilot.

I will find something that someone wants me to fly.

And that's what's going to happen.

In light of everything that's going on, don't you think that that's a little

inappropriate?

You know what? Fuck what everybody thinks.

Yeah, that's right.

Fuck what people think. Yeah, you know what? That's right.

You know what? If you want to fly, you should fly.

Yeah. That's all I've ever wanted to do.

Cool.

I just want to let you know that I really appreciate everything you've done

to try to help me.

Even though, you know, I never really seemed to give a shit.

I know.

I used to be a 16-year-old teenager, too.

I know it's hard to believe, but... Listen.

All I ever wanted to do...

Get up in the air.

Let's get away from it all.

So, what's with the drinking? I mean, you're not a drunk. You drink some.

What happened?

I don't know.

You know?

At some point, it just got away from me.

You know?

When I started out, it was an adventure. But now, it's routine. It's a job.

You know, I've been winding up for a while.

Why? Give up lucrative commercial flying for the cheap, dangerous, but

adventurous career of a crop duster?

What sounds of that?

You? What do you mean?

Something's troubling you.

Yeah, well... There was this guy.

And?

He's with someone else.

It hurts.

Yeah, it hurts a lot.

You know, if he doesn't know what a terrific girl you are, then he's a

loser, and he doesn't deserve you. And you're better off without him.

Yeah, well, I wish, because I still think about him.

Well, that will happen, and that's going to pass, too.

And you know what? You're going to find somebody that really appreciates you,

and you're going to forget about this guy.

You promise?

It was in Washington.

um

Thank you.

Oh, baby girl.

Oh.

Do you want to?

Do you want it?

Oh.

I'll show you something, baby.

Do you want to choke on it? Do you want to choke on it?

More? You want more?

Right down the hatch.

Right down the hatch.

That's it.

That's it.

Take your time. Nice and slow.

Nice and slow. Right down here.

Right down.

There we go. There we go.

Thank you.

Oh my God.

I love it.

I love it.

Oh, my.

Oh, my.

That's what I wanted.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah, right there.

Yes. Yes.

Yes.

Yes. Yes.

Yes. Yes.

Thank you.

Oh my god, oh my god, oh!

Put me back in.

I'm hurt.

I'm hurt.

I'm hurt. I'm hurt.

Congrats.

Yeah.

Bye bye.

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah.

Thank you.

Yeah. Yeah.

Yes, yes, yes, yes. Oh, boy.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah.

Give me.

Right now.

Right now.

Right now. Right now.

Yes.

Yes. Yes. Oh.

Yeah. Uh-huh.

Yes, I do.

Yes, I do.

Yeah. Yeah.

Oh, I still think I'm better.

I'm so drunk.

Yeah, oh

I'm sorry.

So, yeah, that happened.

Like you didn't guess it already.

Situation with the wife, not so good.

Yeah, she finally left.

Not as forgiving as her daughter, you know, about the job situation and

everything.

She walked off with the bulk of the savings, checking the accounts, the

vacation house in Tahoe.

She let me have the house, though, because, as she put it, it's too fucking

big. I'll keep this too expensive.

It's mortgaged out the ass.

Real estate takes, so no way. I want to keep that Albatross of a behemoth.

But you know what the strangest thing was?

Of course you don't.

Because I haven't told you yet.

Through it all, the only thing I cared about was Carl.

Yes, I did love her.

Yes, we had this torrid affair, which only further angered her mother.

Yes, I knew it wasn't going to last forever.

But somehow, I just knew things would turn out okay.

Nothing else seemed bad.

Thank you.