Road to Damascus

Hey.

Thanks.

Yeah.

I can't keep working half-shifts like this, Shelly.

You need to help me jump my car again.

I gotta start working more hours.

Tomorrow.

Then I'm gonna need the car again tonight.

I picked up a shift from Tommy.

Okay.

What time?

11:30.

Fine.

Do you have this month's rent?

Hey, Shell.

Hey, what's up?

What's up? What's going on?

You know...

Yeah, I know what you mean.

Super lame over here too.

Do you think you could take those books back

to the uni for me?

They've been really riding my ass.

Yeah, I mean...

I could, or...

we could go together.

Uh...

I don't... I don't think so.

Yeah, why don't we go together?

I'll help you register.

You know you can still come back.

I just...

No, I...

It'd be weird, I just...

It's not, though.

It's really not.

It'll be fine.

Look, are you... are you gonna do it for me or not?

Yeah, whatever.

Hey, um, is Thomas around?

No, he's at the store.

He's on this really annoying homemade-everything kick.

I don't know.

Oh, he just got in.

A little help would be great.

- What? - It's Shelly.

All right, I got some more down in the car, will you go grab it?

Clean your fucking nose off.

Shelly, hey, how's it goin'?

Oh...

You know, it's tough.

Yeah? Real dog-eat-dog out there.

What can I do for you?

You think... just maybe, um...

I've just... I got expenses everywhere,

I've got no fucking cash.

- Shelly. - Rebecca's hounding me...

Shelly, Shelly, Shelly, I got you, I got you.

Great.

Oh my God, Thomas, thank you.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, no worries, that's fine, it's just, uh,

you know, remember our deal, all right?

Could you maybe come by my work late today?

I'll find some time, I'll come through

and I'll give you a bag, all right,

to tide you over till later.

Thanks, thanks again, Thomas.

All right, yup, see ya when I see ya.

Jesus Christ, do you think you got enough?

Stockin' up, baby.

I see that.

Wait, did you hang up?

- Yeah. - I wasn't done talking to her.

She was done talking to you.

Wow, Thomas, you just really don't care

about anybody, do you?

Rebecca... all right, you know what,

you wanna know what I'm doing here?

- Huh? - Yeah, I do.

I'm trying to go to her house so I can speak to her

about this whole, you know, college thing,

speak her language,

see if I can get a fire under her belly, you know?

Look...

I get it, all right, she's depressed and lonely,

and she's your friend,

and if you want me to play the supportive boyfriend role,

then that's what I'm gonna do for you.

It's not just that.

- There's... - What is it?

I don't know, there's more to it!

You can't just push Shelly.

She's... she's fragile.

She's not just depressed or whatever.

And I was already talking to her about it...

Rebecca, Rebecca, it was her idea!

All right?

What do you want me to do about it, huh?

Really, what do you want me to do?

I don't know!

Look...

I think Shelly is frustrated

with the way that you nag her about this shit all the time.

I mean, think about it, Jesus Christ, I would be.

All you do is you make her feel guilty about this shit,

and I know that you know you're doing that, so...

you know, if someone's being selfish here, it's you.

- Fuck you, Thomas. - Yeah, all right,

let's react about it.

Let's react about it.

Chop up some lines, let's do coke all day.

That sounds tight.

Car trouble?

Yeah.

I can maybe give you a jump.

You try that yet?

I, uh...

I don't know.

Well, why don't we give it a shot?

- What's up, Shelly? - Thomas!

How we doin'?

Hate my life, wanna die.

- So you still need help. - Yeah.

You see that?

I don't give a fuck, I'm not the boss.

All right, so we can do it right here?

- Yeah. - All right.

Till next time.

- Thanks, Thomas. - Yup.

Thanks, Grover, I... don't know

how I let it sit here for so long.

That's all right.

But, uh,

I'm gonna need that rent, Francis.

Come on, man, I thought we were having a moment here.

Rules are rules, man.

Look, I... I've got your money.

I... I just need to take care of a couple things first.

Shelly...

Shelly hasn't been a lot of help.

No shit!

Never got why you live with a queer.

All right, Grover, thanks.

Sure, Francis.

I'll be seein' you about that rent, man.

Greedy motherfucker.

Hey, Sam.

Yeah, no, I'm coming.

- Hey. - Hey!

Wanna go to the bar later?

- Definitely! - Cool.

Hey, Shelly, um... I just want to let you know

that I got my car back up and running,

so I'm not gonna need the truck later.

Are you okay?

Yeah, no, I'm... I'm fine.

I'm just outta the house.

Okay, so, you don't need the truck?

No, it's fine.

You sure you're all right?

Look, Shelly, I gotta go.