Wounds

Ready?

‐ There's no way. ‐ Uh‐uh.

‐ This is ridiculous ‐Mm‐hm.

‐That's actually impressive ‐You're kidding me.

‐Cough it up, baby. ‐Okay. I'm going to give you five.

‐ ‐I don’t know how you do it, man.

I’m just blessed. Thank you for contributing to my slush fund.

Jesus.

Dude, this place is so disgusting.

Don’t trash the bar. It’s just bugs.

‐You should get an exterminator. ‐That’s above my pay grade.

‐Oh, my God! ‐Oh, gee!

‐ ‐You're such an asshole!

Oh.

They say when you see one, there’s thousands more in the walls.

‐Shut up, Jeffrey. ‐ Yeah, shut up, Jeffrey.

Why don't you make me?

Make me shut up.

Don’t mind me!

Trash coming through.

How you living, Eric?

‐Large. ‐Expect nothing less.

I’ll be right down.

That shirt comes off, you drink for free.

I'm just saying.

‐Oh, yeah? ‐That's bar policy.

You get naked, it's free drinks all night. Ain’t that right, Mary?

Damn right.

I don’t make the rules.

‐Give me a shot. Line ’em up. ‐Now we're talking. Now we're talking.

‐Maybe you will see something later. ‐Don't you tease me.

‐Where are you going? ‐I'm just going to the bathroom, babe.

He seems like a good kid.

He is a good kid.

I wonder how long this one going's to last.

I'm kidding. Come on, look. May you both live happily ever after.

Cheers.

‐Nah, I'm going to wait for my boyfriend. ‐Well, your loss.

Milady.

‐Who the fuck are you, man? ‐Whoa!

‐Hey, Eric, he’s with me! He's with me. ‐That's just Jeffrey. You remember him?

Ah, yeah. Ah, yeah. How are you doing brother, man?

Fine. Thanks.

Good game.

Scored a goal. I'm here!

I was so close.

You break one more stool, Rosie's going to make you stand while you're here.

‐Long night? ‐

‐Just getting started. ‐Yeah? Usual?

‐Yes, please. ‐Coming right up.

You know what? You go buy yourself a drink.

Ah, my man.

And drinks for the progressive couple over there doing the smooching.

‐You're a real gentleman. ‐It's fine. You don't have to do that.

I know I don’t have to... I want to.

‐ Thank you. We appreciate it. ‐Thank you.

You're welcome.

That shirt better come off now.

Um, to Eric.

To Eric.

Cheers.

Aw, come on, Eric.

Everybody 21?

‐What about everybody else? ‐Yeah, man.

Want me to get them?

Nah, fuck it, you're fine. What do you want?

Just beer. Four, please.

Just beer? All right.

These are twist‐off. Y'all should be able to handle that.

Yeah, man, we can handle it.

You know those kids are underage.

Yeah, whatever. They’re harmless. Let them have their fun.

‐Hit me again, please. ‐Ah, right, yeah. My bad.

Shit.

I swear we got more bugs than people in the bar tonight.

That's fucking gross, bugs fucking on the whiskey.

‐ Thank you. ‐There you go.

‐ ‐There you are!

‐What's up, brother? ‐I'm all right. How are you?

‐Good. Give me a hug. ‐Enjoying your last days of freedom?

‐You know it. ‐Good. Good.

‐Hi. ‐How are you?

You fellas let me know if you need anything else.

We’re good for now, brother. Let’s shoot some pool! Pool!

Hey, Mary. You want to play?

He's been on, like, a non‐stop bender for a week.

He’s back on the rig on Monday, so I think we're safe.

‐Fuck you, Eric! ‐

‐Hey, Mary! Come on. They're only kidding. ‐ Wait, Mary.

Where you going, baby?

‐You're breaking my heart. ‐Hey, fellas, let’s be cool, all right?

‐It's a family establishment. ‐Sorry, Mom.

Fucking animals.

Hey, what did I just say?

Well...

You’re a dick, Eric!

Whatever, babe.

‐What happened with Mary? ‐He was shoving the cue in her face.

Should we get out of here maybe, like... go?

‐Can you get this man a drink, please? ‐Yes. I can.

‐No, I have a deadline. ‐Technically it's my job.

I got to work. I'm tired. No, no, no. I... I have a deadline, so...

Just get wasted and write drunk. That's what I'd do.

It doesn’t sound like the best advice.

‐Got my ass through college. ‐Well, yeah, that was college.

‐You know he went to Tulane. ‐Really? That's where I went.

Yeah. I think I was there before your time, sonny.

‐When did you graduate? ‐The year I dropped out.

‐ ‐Oh!

Now what, bitch?

Eric, knock it off!

‐ ‐Eric!

Hey, Eric! Come on, man!

Somebody get the bottle out of that guy's hand!

Will, call the cops.

‐Hey, man... Baby, no. ‐ It's the bartender at Rosie’s.

We got a fight breaking out. Someone’s going to get hurt.

You wanna cut me, huh? You wanna cut me?

Jeffrey! Stop it! Jeffrey, stop it!

‐Fuck! ‐Jeffrey, stop!

Okay, okay, okay, come on. Come on.

‐Come on. Come on. Fighting in the bar. ‐

‐Did you call the cops? ‐Yeah. Yeah.

‐Let’s go. ‐Let's go.

You got him. You got him.

Dude, what the fuck? What the fuck, Dude?

You got to go to the hospital, man.

‐You call the cops? ‐Of course.

‐Should've called an ambulance. ‐Fucking pussy.

Dude, you...

‐ ‐Let's go.

Quit milking it, man. You're fine.

Here you go, man.

You all right?

Just fuck off, dude.

Yeah? Why don't you tell that to the cops, when they get here?

Grabbing a bottle in a fight is chickenshit.

The hell was that? You're not some tough guy. You could've been hurt.

He could've killed him. What else was I supposed to do?

‐Yeah, okay. ‐You did good, kid.

‐Fuck. ‐You did good.

Oh, fuck.

That's probably one of the kids’. Fucked up they actually filmed the whole thing.

Fucking millennials.

Anybody need a drink?

Hi, honey.

Guess who's home.

You feel like waking up?

Uh‐uh.

Hm?

Uh‐uh.

And stop fucking around.

Good morning, pretty little thing.

Will, the yolk. You're going to make me burn the eggs.

Whose phone is that?

Just some chick. She left it at the bar.

So you brought it home?

I just picked it up, but forgot to leave it there.

There was a bit of a fracas at the bar last night.

‐Cool. ‐Mm.

Thank you.

‐How’s your paper coming? ‐I'm nearly there.

I just have to go over it again and probably rewrite the ending.

Turn it in and hope Steve likes it.

I'm sure he will.

He better. It's a quarter of my grade.

Yeah.

What are you doing today?

Oh, I don't have any plans. Probably go check on Eric at some point.

Why?

‐He was the one in the fight last night. ‐I thought you said it was a girl.

No, there was a group of college kids, but they got spooked

and they took off. Eric got cut pretty bad.

‐It was brutal. ‐Well, that's not shocking.