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Thank you.

That'll allow these two rotten apples to destroy the whole barrel.

Now, we've devised a format.

A bastardized correspondence course, if you will, for those students who have

already decided that things will be done their way and education and society be

damned. It's a controlled environment.

Students are given all the materials that the law requires they perceive, and

they will do with them what they will. It's lunacy. It is, barring conviction

of crime, the only alternative we have, and nobody is convicting them. Nobody's

convicting them. How about condemning them?

Those students, difficult as they may be, should be isolated from each other.

They shouldn't be thrown together in that room. You've created a feeding

frenzy. Come on, for God's sake. Down there, education is unable to infuse any

spirit of good into their minds. Wake up! What the fuck are we paying for?

Put the cigarette out and watch.

Talk to the old man.

Those kids are animals.

That one master kid, he smashed my car window and threatened to kill me last

year when I had him in class.

No, I have to agree with Principal Jones.

Those bastards are incorrigible.

What about Arnold Brock?

Well, Arnold is a special case.

Do you realize what a place like that will do to a student like Arnold? Put in

his present condition, Arnold just doesn't fit into the mainstream profile.

Look, that boy is strange, and he's disruptive. That boy, as you call him,

is one of the brightest people I've ever met. But I'm afraid if he stays in that

hellhole, we may lose him. Now, that may not mean much to all of you, but I'm a

teacher, not a warden.

My profession still means a great deal to me, and so does that boy. Dr.

Rankin, that is an insult.

My profession means a great deal to me also. However, I am a teacher, not a

psychotherapist. My obligation is to provide a learning environment to the 95

% of the students who have chosen the responsible path to a continuing

education if the other 5%, including Arnold Mosk, decide to be defiant. Ms.

Frank, I applaud your unbridled optimism, but 5%?

Oh, Arnie. Hey. Hey. Arnie.

Look, uh... Well, look, uh... But maybe we could, uh... Maybe we could have a

talk later?

Fine.

In any case, Arnold Mosk is a young man who's grown up in an extremely

dysfunctional environment. Understanding his reasons for using drugs is not the

guidance that Mr. Mosk needs.

He must be taught that substance abuse is never the answer and will not be

tolerated. Now, if he was as bright as you claim, he would have learned that

already.

Yeah, and Rankin, why are you so obsessed with this Mosk kid? What the

hell does that mean? Let's all just take it easy.

Some good kids are gonna be lost with this approach, but...

The majority will benefit greatly. I'm sure we all agree with Dr.

Rankin from the point of view that we are indeed teachers, not wardens. But

teacher does not mean target.

And for the time being, we are going to continue with this program.

I don't want those kids' blood on my hands. Better their blood on my hands

than my blood on theirs.

Amen. All right, look, nobody is saying that this is the ideal solution or even

a permanent one. We simply cannot allow the tail to wag the dog any longer.

That's the main shit.

They pulled it out of the dog and the fucker was still squirming.

Tell him about your cousin. Tell him about the glove boy. Glove boy. I'll

pass.

Hinge's cousin worked at the state mental hospital near Whippany. And one

of his duties, you're not going to fucking believe this, was to shove the

hemorrhoids back up the ass of this one crazy dude.

Talk about a fucking job.

Hey, get a story for real.

You see, the psycho fuck's family, they started raising so much cane that they

put him in this special isolation ward away from all the other fudge packers.

And the first morning they checked on him, he was so used to getting fucked up

the ass that he reached up there and he pulled out the blue strings and... Hey,

man, your cousin's at work there. My cousin?

I'm swooping off eight long ones at Broadway.

Sounds like there may be an opening.

Eddie, you should check it out.

That's a prick that took my girl.

Case in point.

Well,

well, well.

It's the prom, queer.

It's awfully pretty today. Where's your Letterman jacket?

Right there at home.

Kick his ass.

Hey, don't be tardy, y'all.

Pussy. For the party.

Mask. Arnie.

Love boy. Oh, wait. Woo-hoo. Love boy. Arnie, my main man.

My main fucking man. How long has it been?

It's truly amazing how you consistently amuse yourself by annoying others. Truly

amazing. Truly amazing.

No, you are truly fucking amazing. I really, I don't have time for this.

Really? Just shut up. Love boy.

Why don't you leave him alone?

What?

You got shit in your ears? I said leave him alone, scumbag.

Shit.

He's a tough man.

I'll tell you what, let's play a little game, huh?

Let's see if you can throw your face into my face before I can throw mine

into yours, huh? Don't start an ear off on the right foot, I see.

Look, forget about it, all right, Arnie? We're going, come on. Get the fuck out

of my way. What, what, what? Are you trying to mess with me? Are you afraid

Deb ain't gonna bang into you?

Deborah, Deb.

Deborah. Don't even go there. Are you talking about my girl now? I'm talking

about your bitch.

You're calling her a bitch. I called her a bitch twice. She's got a nice, moving

heart. Oh, yeah? Is that your opinion? Gary, just shut the fuck up, cheerleader

boy. Don't worry about it, all right? Should I tell him about opinions? Yeah,

I think I love an opinion. I do. That's so very pretty, isn't it? You know what

I do to your opinion? What do you do? I fuck your opinion so hard. Get the jock

and win a prize. Come on, Doug, knock him out.

All right, let's go.

more months of him.

Um, I'm just gonna... Yeah, right.

So...

What the fuck did that mean?

What's with Van Halen and that fucking scream, man?

Historically, the Toys R Us have always held the revolutionary part.

And when they had the upper hand, they put an end to all idyllic, patriarchal,

pastoral relations.

You don't get it.

You ain't ever gonna get it. Either you do or you don't. And you don't.

He gets it.

He's a poet. He's a prophet.

He's a genius.

He's a fucking genius. He gets it. Don't listen to this punk-ass Hinge. You'll

get it. All right. What's Hinge got?

Hinge, you got the crabs, bitch?

No, it's nothing more than a practical dictator region emanating from the ruler

out over the perfect community from which he comes. Give it up, compadre.

It's a fucking waste of his time. Give it up.

Put that box away.

Put that box away now.

Now!

You guys having a party in here? What seems to be your problem, officer? Shut

up, God.

I apologize, sir. I'm just trying to be of some assistance.

You're coming with us.

But pray tell us this regardless. Shut your face!

I'm watching your ass, man.

I'm gonna get me some of that ass, boys.

It's like your mom said. I'm gonna get me some of that ass.

Sweetheart, can I call you later? I have a session now.

Okay.

Thanks a lot.

Arnie, what happened to you?

Nothing untypical.

Barbarians rarely capitulate.

Then how's it?

I thought you two resolved your feuding last year.

The problem, Doctor, is that we're dealing with only one few door.

Is there anything you want me to do?

You don't think I know the real world? This isn't about you.

So what's it about, then?

Okay.

What do you do when you want to escape?

Go to a movie.

But that's a two-dimensional experience.

What do you mean?

I mean you see it and you hear it, but you don't really experience it. When I

experience something, I want to feel it with all my senses. Even at the expense

of your health?

Doctor, this very minute there are organisms eating you alive. Every second

your body is waging war against creatures bent on your destruction.

What I do is no worse than going to a fast food joint a couple times a week.

Besides, nobody lives forever.

What we need is that... You get these test results.

Now,

what we're going to do is give you a present.

Tori, what are you doing? Get over here.

What are you writing?

You want to write something down?

I guess that's the time.

You know I don't belong down there.

Please?

That room, that new special attempt.

Ostrich education.

Ostrich education?

Yeah, the brain trust basically stick their heads up their asses and hope that

their problems will go away, which is fine, because I guess they have to do

something to justify their existence.

Arnold, the people are fed up.

They make the rules, and you need to learn how to play the game. Great rules.

Arnold, how bad can it be? be get off the ship arnold tow the line and you're

out easy as that yes but that's my private life let's just keep it that way

all right what am i gonna do put a gun to your head you're gonna do what you're

gonna do reverse psychology very nice mr musk i would never dare attempt such an

underhanded method, nor would I presume that such a method would not be

instantaneously detected as well as dissected by someone with such

incredible powers as yourself.

Thank you very much, Mr. Moss. Good day. Auf Wiedersehen.

Something crawled up your ass and died.

Fuck off, you're ruining everything.

Buckle up, tall ladies and gents. The ride's about to begin.

Hey, how you doing?

I'm hurt.

I'm truly troubled by you. You just don't seem to want to be my friend.

Let's do lunch.

Why don't we do like what they did? A guy delivers.

Come on!

Have lunch with us!

The boys are out.

Stanley, what did this faggot say about me? All right, relax.

We have a situation here.

You boys seem to have a little personality conflict, compounded by the

fact, Mr.

Van Housen, that you're something of a bully.

Hey, man.

It's all good.

Keep quiet.

Arnold told me what happened in the boys' room. Oh, it's bullshit.

Or should I say pork shit?

Shut up!

Now, look, I'm not going to try and conduct some kind of half-baked

courtroom here, so here it is.

You two boys will cease to interact as of this very moment. Do I make myself

clear?

Van Housen, you so much as look at Moscow, or vice versa, and we're going

to be in a lot more trouble here than we are right now.

I'm going to do something that's going to be solitary, it's going to be

punitive, it's going to be something, but this is not going to go on.

Is that understood?

Is that understood? Is that understood?

Do I make myself clear?

Do I make myself clear? If you so much as look at Moscow, if you so much as

look at Moscow, if you so much as look at Van Housen, if you think the animals

are in this trouble, I'm going to show you what real trouble is.

Now, I hope that this is the last time we have a conversation like this.

You too.

That was helpful.

You cop-sucking weasel.

You're mine.

What I'm gonna do to you.

So much fun.

Am I not to say?

I heard about what happened.

Are you okay? It's a pretty shitty thing to happen.

I don't mean it that way.

No, I'm serious.

Are you okay? I'm serious.

Who wants to know?

Listen, I want to talk to you about something later.

Maybe I could stop by to practice or something.

Why not? We'll have milk and cookies.

Okay, great.

I'll be there. Yeah.

Okay, it's over. What's up with the freak?

He's a friend.

You got a problem, Dad?

Take it easy. I was just, you know... What's up with

him?

I'm going to stop by his house. I want to talk to him about something. Why are

you going there?

There? Not you two.

He scares me. He's always, like, staring.

Look, he's harmless. He's one of the sweetest guys you'll ever meet.

Really? Yeah, really.

I mean, you know, we've kind of drifted apart lately.

If I ever needed a true friend, I'd call Arnie.

You want to call me?

You know what I mean.

He's had some problems lately. Family shit.

If you knew him a couple years ago, he was totally different.

Well, if you say he's nice, I'm sure he is.

Hey, you coming to my party?

Of course I'm coming to your party.

And I'm bringing Arnie.

Okay?

Do you think that's a good idea? You know what? He's not a leper.

Sorry. Okay.

I wouldn't want him to feel... I don't...

Of course he's welcome.

We'll have a great time.

Bye.

Well, for the most part, I think that things are moving in the right

direction.

Well, I mean, we have not achieved complete unanimity. There still is a

degree of dissension around the program.

No, yes, I think it needs to be continued.

Hey, Tony.

You know what's working, guy?

How's this?

Hey, you tell that rat back to the master.

If I catch him here again, the break is fucking next.

How you doing, man?

Yo, Borkinsky.

Eddie's outside. He wants to talk to you. Okay. Outside?

Yep.

I'll take that.

Bye.

Get out of the

way. Keep quiet.

Where's Tony cover for me, right?

I don't like that.

What's up, brother?

Gonna have to take off work today. We got plans.

Yeah, what's up?

Shelly's gonna have a little party. We're all invited. It's gonna be a

celebration.

Chop you to little pieces and feed you to my dog.

Mitchell?

Mitchell,

what's going on?

Don't fucking breathe. Isn't that what you're trying to do?

You do believe me, don't you?

Yeah.

Hey, look, check it out. He's got noodle legs.

Oh, yeah, he's a regular fucking rock head.

Stay down.

Oh, God, Mom is in the bedroom.

I'm feeling kind of sad.

You like this, don't you?

I bet you chair boy keeps you pretty dry down there.

Get me your husband's gun.

And if you're lucky, maybe I'll come back one day and give you a good

fucking... Like that.

Do you want to see the look in your husband's eyes as I make you come?

Don't flatter yourself I wouldn't let my dog fucking dried up piece of shit

like you Most people generally don't live they exist

Tonight, you and your husband, you lived.

Just take the gun and talk.

Just take the gun and go.

Pathetic.

You know your daughter begs me to fuck her in the ass. You know what a bad girl

she is.

You did a good job raising her. You should be proud.

We bid you good evening. Good evening? How about a farewell?

Whatever.

What do you suppose makes someone like Doug Van Housen tick?

Who knows? Why do you ask that?

Well, he's been a problem to you over the past few years.

Did you ever get your parents involved?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'll tell you a story about Douglas Van Housen.

I don't know how much of it's true, but...

It seems a couple years ago, this new group of thugs wanted to piss on their

own plot of hallway and dethrone the king of the hill.

Oh, look at that pretty hair. You dye that yourself?

You did a nice job, you fucking faggot. You suck dick? Huh? You want to suck my

dick? Hey, I got an idea.

Why don't I take you home and make you my fuckdog?

Don't worry. I ain't going to stick you.

That'll take too much effort.

You want my blood?

There's my blood. Take it.

You want my soul?

No problem. As far as I know, I ain't got one. What you're dealing with here,

man, is a lump of instinct.

I don't know nothing about that instinct shit. But I do know that if you want to

run with the big dogs, you got to piss in the tall weeds.

You done with me?

Pray I don't wake up.

Anyway, before you knew it, none of the four was in school anymore.

Rumor had it that Dougie and company killed each of those four guys over the

next year or so, one at a time, with no witnesses. And solid alibis, too. I

remember reading the obits in the paper. One of them was found in a gully at

Chicken Rock Overdose, and another drowned in Coon Lake when, and how do

they put it, it was great, he had dived onto a submerged rock while swimming

alone.

Sounds a little far-fetched.

Well, back to hell.

Arnold, I'm gonna get you out of there. You just gotta give me a little more

time.

You've had time.

Hey. Hey. Can I come in?

Yeah, yeah.

How's it going?

Oh, good.

Good. I didn't think you'd show up.

You didn't? Oh, well, I mean, I would.

Yeah.

So, uh, how you been?

I've been fine, Gary. How have you been?

I've, uh, been good. How are your parents?

Well, that depends on who you ask, but, uh... Gary?

How are you, my boy?

I'm fine.

We haven't seen you in so long.

How are you doing?

Arne doesn't keep a very active social life lately. He's... Oh, well.

How are you doing? How's your mother?

She's great. Everybody's great.

And this house looks great.

The house?

Yeah.

Oh, Gary, it is so nice to see you. I hope you plan on staying for dinner, you

know? I really haven't cooked anything, but I'm sure that we could call out.

We could do that, Arnie, couldn't we?

Maybe another time.

Today's not... I have plans.

Oh, are you sure?

Arnie, you wouldn't mind getting some... takeout, would you, honey?

Oh, well.

The offer stands.

I'll go.

I've got to go now.

Housework. If you boys need anything, just shout.

Oh, Gary, it really is so nice to see you.

Same here, Mrs. Mosk.

I'm sorry about that.

Hey, what?

Come here.

Boy, remember this guy who used to tear the skin off our backs?

You remember that?

God,

this whole place just brings back all these memories.

Come on, let's go up to my room before I start crying.

Fuck you.

Your mom is still drinking, huh?

Yeah.

The folks have nothing left.

This is a safe mausoleum for her.

Her liquor bills are paid for anyway.

So you're really into Shakespeare, huh?

Are you really interested in the answers to all these questions?

Listen.

I know we've...

Sort of lost touch over the past few years.

But I still value our friendship.

And this summer, before I go away to Rutgers in the fall,

I want to do that Caribbean trip like we planned when we were kids.

You remember?

I got it all laid out.

I got islands. I got the whole thing. I got dates. I got tickets.

I got everything.

Take a look.

At least you get really excited about this trip.

Yeah, Arnie, this is it.

This is really going to be great for the both of us. This is going to clear out

our heads. This is going to get us away from the pressures and the, you know,

the bullshit.

What do you say?

It used to be so easy. Now it's like...

This black hole that surrounds everything I do and everywhere I go.

That's that fucking school.

That's that fucking class you're in.

Arnie, in a few months, you can kiss that all goodbye.

You think so?

Will the world really shine on Arnold Mosque?

Yeah, I think so.

I think it will.

What? It's not like I was oblivious to these events, Gary.

I was there.

When we entered junior high, I saw this big shift, this change in our

friendship.

And then it was like I was... It was like I was standing at the edge of a

swimming pool and I was looking down and I could see you at the bottom.

Like a scuba diver.

And I could see you in a distorted sort of way, but I couldn't join you.

I wasn't equipped for that environment.

You know, I...

I had no tank.

But you are different, and you're equipped for that environment.

And that's fine, but don't pretend that you just slipped.

You just slipped into this pack mentality of conformity, because that is

not true, Gary. You embraced it with open arms, like you had been saved.

You know, it's not like I was standing at the edge of the pool, and if I'd have

jumped in, I'd...

I'd have drowned, man. I'd have drowned for sure.

Didn't you sort of drown anyway?

Well, you know, they say that drowning's quite a peaceful way to die.

Once you get over the initial panic and pain of water filling up your lungs,

it's supposed to be quite peaceful.

No, my private hell of late has been anything but peaceful.

It's no big deal. It's no big deal. I'm not one to hold a grudge. You know, I'm

not gonna lay any headcase bullshit guilt on you, so...

So what do you say we bury the hatchet and start fresh?

Every man has his price, Gary.

Yours just happens to be lower than most.

So we're really going? Yep.

Will she join us?

Oh, she'll be there. She'll be there?

For just like her, actually. You gonna hook me up?

You're my hook, you know. I'm your pimp. When I'm in the Caribbean in my Speedos,

I'm a ninja.

Mother, the next time I have someone over, I don't want you to talk to them.

I don't want you to look at them. I don't want you to interact with them.

Nothing!

And tomorrow...

Whatever part of this little conversation you don't remember, I'll be

more than happy to repeat for you.

What?

Don't mess up my hair. I'm just putting it in place. I'm just taking it.

I have heard of your paintings, too, well enough.

God has given you one face, you paint yourself another.

You jig, you amble, you lisp and nickname God's creatures and make your

wantonness your ignorance.

Why wouldst thou be a breeder of sinners? I myself am indifferent,

honest, but I could accuse myself of such things that I wish my mother had

not borne me.

I have more offenses at my beck than thoughts to put them in, imagination to

give them shape.

or time to act them in.

Hamlet.

Yeah. That was very good.

Arnold, isn't it?

Yeah. Well, you should come by my drama class this afternoon. You might find it

interesting.

Really. It was very impressive. Oh, thanks, but I have enough problems

dealing with the real world right now.

Well, the offer stands.

Thanks. Deb, see you later. Gary.

So... Lawrence Olivier.

I didn't know you read Shakespeare.

I read it. The guy obviously memorized it.

He's the bard boy.

Hey, bard boy.

We gonna have lunch today?

Same place.

Same menu.

Easy, jock boy.

That's clever.

Jock boy meets bard boy.

Neats. Foxy little mama on the side.

It's like the three blind mice.

See how they run.

See how Dad makes them run.

Like the Trinity.

Don't listen to that trash.

Every day I hate him worse.

Today I hate him like it was tomorrow.

Hello, Deborah.

Well, Master, you better go away. Take it easy.

It's so cold.

Did that do that to you?

Did that jock do that to you?

Huh?

You weren't like that a few months back.

Eddie, please just go away, okay?

It was a big mistake. It's over.

I mean, it never even started.

Water under the bridge, okay?

Don't flatter yourself.

It was one night.

Mare was a nightmare.

It was so good, though. We were so hot together.

Remember that night in Lugoli?

It was so wet.

That's it. Get the fuck away from here. You're a sick bastard, you know that?

You better leave if Gary sees you here.

You're gonna be a girlfriend in Floran to protect you.

Gary's a hero now, isn't he?

That's right. I think he's gonna put the hurt on me. What? You down for that

scene?

What ha- What happened to you, Eddie?

What happened to you? Where'd you jump off the road?

You know, too much crystal?

Ecstasy? Yeah.

Your folks were good to you. You used to do well in school.

Good in sports.

You know, not half bad looking.

That Doug Vanhausen must be quite some shit for him to get you to drop your

life like that. Another half of Doug Vanhausen. Ooh, sounds deep.

You didn't even think, Edward.

I think that you and the other lost boys are full of shit.

I think Doug knows it.

And he's probably laughing his ass off watching you and the other losers run

around and around in circles.

Debbie, I'm sorry.

I shouldn't have come over here.

Let me just ask you a question.

What?

Do you still...

Swallow? Dad!

All the elements.

Mankind's greatest drama can be found in Night of the Living Dead. You have this

psychologically confining situation.

The house.

presents many basic problems.

Should they stay boarded up on the main floor, lock themselves in the basement,

or flee in the truck?

What's the solution?

I would win the ad. I always liked the truck.

Yeah, me too.

But ultimately, the real battle line was drawn between Mr. Cooper and the black

guy, the basement of the main floor.

A classic literary device, like Jonathan Swift.

Which one he play?

That was a date with the hot girlfriend.

Jonathan Swift.

Gulliver's Travels. The Big Enders and the Little Enders.

How the Lilliputians should crack open their eggs when they eat them for

breakfast. You know, which end?

Big or little?

Andrew, man, I think you saw a double feature because I don't remember no

fucking eggs in Night of the Living Dead.

They couldn't decide whether to stay and fight or hide out down below.

And in Gulliver's Travels, they couldn't decide.

Which end of the egg to crack open first?

Okay, all right, I see. It's all very clear now. In that case, the ball guy,

Mr. Cooper. Right, yeah, he was the smartest one.

What are you talking about? He was a fucking dickhead.

He wouldn't help when the zombies were breaking and wouldn't help board the

windows. He risked his whole fucking family.

Yeah, maybe so. But in the end, the black guy did go down the basement and

he did board himself up.

I mean, think about how many lives they would have saved if they... They just

would have went with Mr. Cooper in the first place. He was vindicated by Hunt.

I think Cooper was a worm.

Such pretty pictures.

What the hell's going on over there?

They're such an ugly boy. Henry provided the perfect ending.

Oh, Henry.

Now, was he the director?

Never mind.

Those dead guys are not so great.

Why are you such a filthy scumbag? What'd you say to him?

He called Doug a filthy scumbag. Oh, Doug Van Halen a filthy scumbag? Now,

that wasn't good.

That was not a smart thing to do. That's redundant.

Scumbags are already filthy by virtue of the scum. Dude, I just... Do you realize

who you're talking to?

Stupid. Fuck you, man. I'm not scared of you, Porky. Well, Master, this is none

of your business.

Careful, man. You might draw.

Brain trudge.

Ain't Porky you gotta worry about.

All right, sit down and shut up, stupid.

Now!

Come on, Baldy. I still can hear a fucking thing.

Okay, try it now.

You asked me a question.

You asked me why you're such a filthy scumbag.

Is that what he said to me, gentlemen?

Yes. Gentlemen,

did he say that to me? Yes.

Do you want to know why? I'll tell you why. Do you really want to know why?

It's because my mother left me alone too much when I was a kid.

I am a victim of the modern age.

Societies have deemed shitholes responsible for my upbringing.

No right, no wrong.

No mother, no father, no questions, just orders.

If you were very bad boys, you'd be able to snap.

Am I penetrating a thick bald skull of yours? I mean, am I actually reaching

that craniest, stinkiest?

I don't know, I mean, I look at you and all I see is this little, tiny piece of

fucking shit.

Hmm? Hmm? You know what I think I need to do?

I think I need to, you know, kind of peel away some of that baldness.

Speak directly to the brain itself.

Yeah, I'll just stand out of the fucking brain.

Take off that tough guy tattoo.

You're a tough guy?

Huh? You're a tough guy?

Oh, it's equivalent.

He's quivering like a baby.

He's shaking like a little bird.

I'm not going to rub your head raw.

I'm going to take way too much energy.

Besides, why don't you take care of that yourself?

Do you think I'm doing this for his benefit?

Come on.

Oh, fuck.

Little one.

Good night.

I don't fucking want it. No, see if anybody's on the docks, man.

This shit don't work.

She brought her little friend again.

Hey, let me see.

You know I bring her. She's our mascot.

I thought the master was our mascot. Roll me.

Let me see that critter. Come on. And the dog can...

Kiss my bunny.

Kiss your buddy, Douglas?

Go eat, Diana.

Why?

Come on.

Don't.

It's not me, Diana.

It's not me, Diana.

It's just a fucking bunny!

Don't you fucking care about anything!

Don't do it! Come on, Cheryl. Come on, come on.

Don't do it!

What's going on?

I'm fucking tired.

Fucking hell, how the fuck should I know? Maybe you bit him.

Doug?

I'm out of here, man.

Don't touch me.

You selected. Look at this. All of us.

Honey,

you wouldn't mind getting some takeout, would you? What I'm going to do to you?

Oh, I need more time.

I'm going to get you out. I'm going to get you out. I'm going to get you out.

Okay,

this afternoon's topic, teens today. What's up and what's wrong? This is

Mitch James, the voice of New Jersey. My man Donald is live in the field at the

Marlin Paramedics to take comments from our listeners as usual.

We go first to Betty from Margate. Hey, Betty, what's on your mind?

See what all this fuss is about anyway. I mean, in my neighborhood, the young

people do... In your neighborhood?

Listen, Betty, some of us don't have the privilege of living in your

neighborhood. You know, some of us live in Newark, in Patterson, Jersey City, in

Camden. You know, our tax dollars don't afford us the luxury of making pompous

statements like, in my neighborhood, the kids are very well-behaved. No, I

didn't... Say that. Really? Then what were you going to say? How it's the

parents, the lack of religious schooling and what have you that affects their

behavior? You are very... You had a real job. You wouldn't have time to pollute

my airtime. Take off the rose-colored glasses, lose the pretensions, you mealy

-mouthed airbag. Let's go to Tony from Brickensley. Hey, Tony.

Kid, turn the f***ing toilet.

And you're going to f*** them if you ask me. What do you say to that? No.

Save me. Ah!

You sure got a lot on your mind, Tony.

Miriam. Excuse me? You're on the air, Miriam. Jesus, it doesn't get any

easier. No, I'm on the air. No, Miriam, you're not on the air. You're in the

air. Oh.

Miriam, you are the air. Mitch, can I speak?

My dear, we are collectively hanging on your every word.

Treachery may be among the absolutely blessed fruits of time, and to quarrel

with any of their details may be blasphemy.

Oh, officer, I've got to relieve my borrowed functions.

You have two minutes.

Jesus Christ, I forgot my star watch at home.

Hinge, can I borrow yours? It's very funny, Lelastin. You ought to be on

stage. It's the right.

I am the fairy of the night.

You don't believe that room is good for those kids any more than I do. Look, it

is not an ideal situation. But you know that outside of murder, the state says

that the kids have got to be in school. But it doesn't say they've got to be

part of our general population.

Look, you know how hard it is to staff the school under the best of

circumstances. Can you imagine what would happen if I let one of those

animals out of there? I would lose half the goddamn faculty. That's why I'm

down.

I understand.

But I happen to deal with one of those animals on a personal basis.

That kid is not born for this world, Stanley.

Please, please help me.

I understand him, Oscar. I understand him on your side about that. You're

probably right about him, but the problem is he is heavily into drugs, and

that puts him into the program. Now, if you can get him to clean up his act, I

would be happy to put him back in the general population, but until then, my

hands are absolutely... Will you look at the nonsense that I have to deal with?

Okay, guys, let's go. Let's move it. All right, let's go. Let's move it out. Come

on.

How are you going?

What do you want from me?

I want your blood in my mouth.

I was reading the book a while back.

Did you ever read it, the good book?

I was reading that. I was reading about this guy named Job.

Now, this guy, this guy had it all.

He was wealthy. He was upright. He feared God and he shunned evil, all that

good stuff. And he was the man.

And like thousands of sheep, thousands of camels, big, large,

healthy family, tons of servants.

This guy's got going on. And one day, Satan decided he'd, you know, pay God

a little visit. And God takes one look at Satan and says, Satan, where have you

been?

I have been wandering the earth.

And I found this guy named Job.

And he says, give a man all the fortune he's bound to be righteous and follow

you. But if you take this shit away from him, he'll be my first recruit Monday

morning. You watch him, God, he'll curse your name.

And God, you know, that kind of thinks about it a second.

Takes a moment.

He says, you have at it.

So Satan kills the animals. He kills the servants. He makes Job's house collapse

in on his family, killing all of his children.

And he never curses God. So Satan flies back to God.

And he says, God, anybody, any man, will give up anything to save his own ass.

Now you let me fuck.

With Job himself. And I guarantee you. He will be mine.

Aha.

Blame Satan.

He's from hell.

So Satan goes back to Job. And he strikes at his flesh and blood.

Covering him. With his painful oozing sores. From the soles of his feet to the

top of his head. Sores all over his body. And this guy Job doesn't fold.

He just figures to himself. Shit happens. Shit happens.

Shit happens. And he never curses God. As long.

As this man has life in his body, he never, ever...

He was a faithful man.

This guy got in the ass in a major way. He never, ever lost his faith.

So, here's my question to you, Arnie Mosk.

When shit happens, who do you curse?

A wise man once said, the world is a comedy to those who think. A tragedy.

Doctor, you don't have to quote Francis Bacon to me.

Quotes, they don't mean shit. I have got a guy who says he wants my fucking blood

in his mouth. And you're giving me quotes. Do you hear what I say? He wants

my blood in his mouth.

All of this little...

Talk? It's just bullshit.

The fact of the matter is you can't do shit. You are trapped in your own little

web. Arnold!

I asked you to come in a little early today because I have something very

important to discuss with you.

I...

We've

grown.

Rather close over the past few years.

And... You have a right.

Christ, I haven't even told my wife yet.

Dr. Rankin, are you trying to tell me you're gay?

No, no.

It's nothing like that. It's... It's just that I'm...

program it's a financial thing I just can't pass up the money in private

practice any longer I tell you what I here's my number at home

and if you ever need anything I want you to please this is the

number of the beach house if I'm not there and for some reason I'm not my

wife

I'm sorry.

Hey, CJ, come here.

Henry. Hey, Mom.

Hi, honey. Hi.

Oh, Debbie, come on. Did you get that note on the fridge?

Yeah, yeah.

How was school?

School was fine.

You know, I'm getting really excited about my trip with Arnie.

You should have seen his face when I told him about it. He was like the old

Arnie for a second.

I really think it's going to help him.

I hope so, too. You're a good friend.

Arnie's lucky to have a friend like you.

Well, I did sort of let him down for a while, though. That's not fair. You were

busy.

Besides, you couldn't have prevented Arnie's family problems.

And don't forget, you have your own life to worry about.

Seems like everybody just thinks about themselves lately.

Honestly, Gary, you can't be a hero to the whole world. Now, I'm happy that you

and Arnie are going away for the summer, but...

If things don't work out like you hope, please don't blame yourself.

I won't, I promise.

Get out of here.

My blood in your mouth?

Little fucking pieces of your brain in my hand.

How's your family?

In a few months you can kiss that all goodbye.

Don't do it, son.

First of all, I'm not your son.

Go on, do it.

Do it.

It'll be self-defense.

Put the gun down.

Put it down.

Think of the stories you can tell.

Hello?

Hi, Dr. Vincent.

The son is in a coma.

Yes, off-school property, that's right.

Yes, yes, it was a case of self-defense caused by the student's personal

problems at home.

Well, of course, well, naturally, I have no intention of... They will get the

story straight, sir. There is no public opinion.

Yes, exactly.

Yes. Mr. Jones, Mrs. Moss is here to see you.

Excuse me?

All right, look, look, tell her I'll be right with her. Just give me a minute.

Excuse me, sir, I'm sorry. That was just some other business I had to take care

of. Look, sir, you have my word. We will stay the course. I don't care who he's

talking to. This program will succeed.

They tell me that you're the man.

I'm sorry, I've got to put my... The person responsible for... for my boy

being...

for keeping me in that program. Let me just start by telling you how terribly

sorry... They tell me that you're the person who could have helped him get

out. Is that true? Are you the one?

Please, let me just try and explain. Are you the one who could have prevented my

boyfriend being put in that fucking program?

Are you? Tell me.

That's my son in that hospital.

I could have prevented that, yes.

Shame on us, Stanley.

We knew better.

Not from you.

That woman was not wrong in coming in here, but I am not entirely.

Not from you.

Cozy towns and warm houses, that's where those ideas were born. I will not accept

them from you.

Stanley. Private affairs and public functions, those same ideas breed the

elite. Fat wives in their pearl necklaces, they stuff their faces with

shrimp and they criticize us. They talk about the state of affairs, the state of

education. They point their fingers and say that people like us aren't doing our

jobs. Different times, things would be easier if they were

civilized times. We wouldn't need the room, but this is here and this is now.

So, doctor, you say or do anything you want, but don't sit on the sideline with

the shrimp eaters and point your fucking finger at me and criticize me.

Pointing out problems, that's easy.

I know what you one of the people think about me. You think I'm a fool. Well,

let me tell you, I am no fool.

You say I play the game. Well, if not me, who then?

Someone else, I assure you. And one more thing. If that woman had done her

parenting thing a little bit better, she wouldn't have been in here today.

That boy would not be in the hospital now.

So good day, and get the fuck out of my office.

Were you asleep, were you daydreaming, or were you really asleep?

What do you think?

In a moment of lucid clarity, as if awakening from a deep, dark dream, the

angels descended.

It's beautiful.

It gives me chills.

I don't know, man.

No,

I disagree at all, man.

Lookie here, Mr.

fucking Gary Trance has found himself a little fucking toy.

You'll die, mother... No.

No, I'm not going.

He says we leave, we leave!

If you do Maddox and shoot, you got this, fuck.

Saddle up, boys.

Hi.

You okay?

leave now if you want.

You sure, baby? I'm not kidding. If you want me, we can.

I don't want to leave.

I'm going to go get a drink. Can I bring you one?

Maybe you'll get lucky and take advantage of me.

I'm okay. I just need my mother, okay?

Okay.

I'll be back.

Once you tell your friend, I'll be waiting for him when he gets out.

I know that gun he had was meant for me.

And I'm going to give him a chance to even score.

No, no, no

I will be there when your children wake up.

I will be there when you get married. I will be there your next birthday.

I will be there when little Artie gets out of the hospital.

You hear what I'm saying to you, Gary?

I will always be there.

I will always be there.

I'm getting home.

Hello?

This is C.

I'm gonna lose myself

It's happened all before