The first 199 lines.
- It's all right to do that because--
No, no, no, no.
That's disgusting.
Eww, gross.
Yep, yep, yep.
- Oh my gosh, your hair is so cute.
- It's your first day today, huh?
You excited.
Yeah.
Yeah?
You don't sound very excited.
How was your (speaking in a foreign language)?
Isn't that what that little Mexican dude
on Sesame Street calls Frosted Flakes?
- I don't know what is wrong with your daddy.
- Hey did you get enough to eat?
Yeah.
- Yeah, you want anything else?
No, thanks.
No?
- All right, you got everything packed up?
You ready to go?
Um hmm.
- All right, tell bad Daddy bye.
- Hey did you feed your dog?
No, I did.
No?
All right, easy, easy.
Hey listen, you have the best day today, okay?
And we're gonna be nice to people,
and what do we do?
- Make sure others are being nice too.
And we don't pick on anyone.
- Don't let on anyone pick on anybody else.
I love you.
All right, bye daddy.
- I'll see you right after school.
Bye.
- Love you. - I love you.
I'll see you later.
Yes, you will.
Stop.
All right, let's go.
Come on.
- Sticky and humid with a high of 96.
With the winds out of the east at 14 miles per hour.
It's currently 75 degrees.
¶ Lift your head up ¶
Hey.
Hi.
I was just leaving.
Okay.
Here's your coffee.
Thanks.
Good morning, Waylon.
Good morning, Janet.
I was just wondering if you could tell me
who send out these welcome to the new school year letters.
I do.
You do?
I'm so sorry.
It's an automated system through the computer
that prints out the letters and the labels.
- Right, right, right but someone has to put
the information in there and take it out.
Ain't you the person in charge of that?
Yes.
- Yeah, so you could've taken
Justine's name outta there.
I'm so sorry.
Well you know Justine's dead.
You were at the funeral.
Yes--
- Listen, let me tell you what's a good fucking time
is getting this in the mail and having my wife
crying because you didn't want to do your fucking job.
As if we needed another reminder that our little girl
ain't here no more, Janet, because every fuckin' thing does.
Waylon.
- I just want to come by this morning
and say thank you for reminding me
my little girl ain't gonna start third grade this year.
Waylon, I'm so sorry.
- Have yourself a lovely day, Janet.
Yo.
- Hey grab a gallon in front of the fridge.
How much is it?
- Mom said to put it on her bill.
I'll just pay.
There's a trap in there too.
What?
- Dad broke the trap in the kitchen sink or somethin'.
Of course he did.
Did he flood the house?
Mom didn't say.
- I don't have time for this shit today.
What's wrong?
Nothing, just another day.
You got any?
No, I don't.
Dad says hurry.
He's waiting on the milk.
Hey!
Yo!
What took you so long?
Can't eat without something to drink.
- They didn't have any whole milk.
They only had skim.
- Oh that right there, see that's what they get
for not letting Raylene do the ordering.
That old lady that runs the place is worthless
as tits on a boar hog.
- He's just pulling your leg, you old grump.
It's true.
Here is your whole milk.
- I wouldn't have been surprised.
- What are you doing underneath the sink anyway?
I was fixing it.
It had a leak.
No, it did not.
The thing was clogged up.
It only started to leak once you took
the trap out, couldn't figure out how to put it back in.
- You've just got it cross threaded.
All right, turn the faucet on.
Wow, look at that.
Work?
Yeah of course it is.
- I couldn't see what I was doing under there.
- Well that's more the reason to leave it run.
What's the matter?
My back hurts.
- Grab one of my pills and take one.
Where they at?
- Right in front of ya on the counter.
Bring me one.
You only have three in here.
That's all right, take it.
- I'll call the drugstore and get a refill.
- You've been taking more of those than you're supposed to?
I only take what you give me.
- You want me to stop on my way home
and pick 'em up for you?
No, that's all right, honey.
I gotta go to town anyway.
You sure?
Yep.
- All right, well call if you need anything, all right?
Bye.
- Hey stay our from underneath that sink.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Can't get these.
Hey Waylon, got a second?
I'll see you, boy.
- Could you get that door, Waylon?
What can I do for you?
- I got a paper here that I need you
to have your doctor sign.
What kind of paper?
- It's just a paper saying that you have prescription.
What are you talking about?
- You know your drug test came back saying
you had opioids in your system which is fine
provided that you have a prescription.
- Well I ain't got no prescription.
I mean I took a pain pill.
I understand.
But you know with these fellas, opioids
can mean any number of things.
So they just wanna see a script.
Well what does it mean?
- No script, it means a failed drug test.
- Okay but Jimmy, I just told you I don't
have no script, so what does it mean?
- They will assume the worst without a script.
- Well I will tell 'em it's my dad's,
and it's because of all these orders right here.
I mean Jimmy, when they start cutting
the ever living shit out of them posts,
it hurts my fucking back so bad I can barely sleep at night.
Jimmy, have I ever missed a day?
No.
Never been late.
Don't have a write up for nothing.
I know.
- I got a back that hurts when they decide
China needs a post cut for a week.
- Well you can take the test again.
We give everyone the chance to take it again
if something shows up the first time.
- Of course, I'll do whatever they want.
Okay, okay good.
You got four days.
I want you to go back and see that same doctor.
And Waylon, buddy, this one's got to be clean.
It will be.
Now go on home.
I appreciate you, Jimmy.
Good evening, Waylon.
No comments yet. Be the first to leave one.