02x02 - Out, Out, Brief Candle

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100 yards 10 times, 80 yards times eight, 60 by six, 40 by four, 20 by two.

All in under 14 minutes, you know the drill!

Let's toe the line, gentlemen!

Listen, I gotta make this cutdown, man, my scholarship...

Look, man, just don't stop runnin', don't stop for nothing.

You keep up with me, you'll be on that starting line opening game, word as bond.

You're platinum, baby.

I said, do you wanna play football?!

( Together ) Yes, sir!

I can't hear you!

( Together ) Yes, sir!

( Blowing whistle )

( Coach ) Dig, dig, dig, dig, dig!

Jesus Christ, pick it up!

Run, you sorry pieces of sh*t!

How you doin', rookie?

You just worry about your own self.

( Coach ) Touch that line, goddamnit!

This is me, b*ating you.

Blow me, f*gg*t.

( Coach ) Bring it home, bring it home, bring it home!

Man down, man down, we got a player down.

Way to fight through it, Sam.

Sam?

Sam?

Okay, okay, he's breathing.

He's got air.

Oh, f*ck.

( Coach ) Give a hand to Sam, everybody.

This is the spirit of a real football player.

( Radio news playing )

You think caviar is too pretentious?

Well, with the foie Gras and the smoked salmon, it might seem like you're trying a little too hard to impress them.

f*ck.

I do want to impress them without it looking like I could give a sh*t, which, actually, I don't.

So, why do you want to impress them?

I don't know.

Because Trevor was a big part of my life once.

Because his wife won a f*cking national book award.

Because I have nothing else to obsess about.

Well, you have me.

You I take totally for granted, don't you know that?

I'm so glad you're feeling better.

Yeah, you and me both, bucko.

That's the thing about depression, if you really allow yourself to feel it, it gets very boring very fast.

You're not jealous, are you?

Of Trevor?

Should I be?

No.

Of course not.

So what if he's the man whose masterly touch ushered me into womanhood?

The one I ultimately compare all other men to.

Okay, okay, fine, but just so you know, you'll only have yourself to blame when I go all Alpha dog and b*at him to a bloody pulp in front of his wife and kid.

Oh, my hero.

I'm gonna kick his ass.

( Laughing ) f*cking Trevor.

f*cking Trevor.

Good morning, Mrs. Huntley.

Looks like another scorcher, huh?

Where are my new acquisitions, Mr. Gilardi?

I'm on it.

What you're on is my sh*t list, cowboy.

I made you personally responsible for finding three homes that we could dump at a profit, and what do I get from you?

Diddly squat.

I already closed McKenzie brothers and Dale-Montgomery.

Three new homes, Mr. Gilardi.

Apparently I misjudged your capabilities.

What about Fisher and sons?

You've been after them for months now.

They're more resilient than I expected.

Geez-Louise, Matt, play like you got a big d*ck.

Can you get 'em for me or not?

You said I had until the end of the year.

Well, Christmas came early, you're fired.

What?!

Your presence is no longer required.

You are hereby rendered irrelevant.

You can't be serious.

Mitzi...

I can do this, I swear.

Now, just give me another chance.

You know, just because I f*cked you that doesn't put us on a first-name basis.

You're dressed early.

We have an intake at 9:30, Josh Langmead.

Am I supposed to know who that is?

Don't you watch the news?

Not if I can help it, it's too depressing.

Josh Langmead is the Cal state football player who d*ed of heat stroke yesterday.

21 years old, in perfect health, until his brain fried.

f*ck.

Well, I'm off to Torrance.

I have a breakfast meeting with the living splendor sales rep.

Wait a minute, that means...

Now that you're a licensed funeral director, we can get twice as much work done around here.

Just do me a favor, don't even mention the word "cremation".

Okay, can I mention the word "condescending"?

I'll be back by noon.

We thought Josh would want to be wearing his number for the viewing.

Of course.

( Father sobbing )

I took him to his first rams game when he was three.

Wasn't long after that he started in pop Warner football.

He had...

He had NFL sheets, curtains, pajamas.

Five Halloweens in a row he went as Bo Jackson.

( Father ) It was his dream to play pro.

I bet he could've, too.

I think he was good enough.

He was certainly motivated enough.

You ever play ball?

Football?

No, no way.

My dad wouldn't let me, said it was too Dan...

I did play a little baseball in high school.

Have you made a decision about a casket?

We like the titan four.

How much is that?

92 hundred.

What the hell, it's only money.

Granted, 14 hundred square feet is a bit cozy, but the layout is so ergonomic that it feels twice as large.

Honey, it's got a sun room like Tia Rita's.

Girl's gotta get a better poker face.

Too late.

It's very good that you brought your own inspector.

Uh, no, he's my cousin.

He's in construction.

So, what's with the foundation?

Nothing, perfect shape.

Well, part of it was rebuilt two years ago to the tune of 20 thousand.

So, it's better than new now.

Excuse me.

What do you think, man?

I'm not livin' in it, man, I got a house.

What do you think?

I don't know, Vanessa likes it.

Yeah, Vanessa likes dragging you around by your crank, too, is what I think.

You're talking about my wife, man.

Vanessa and me are tight, man, you know that.

It's not about her.

I'm just breakin' it down to you the way the guys have been telling me.

You been acting like a candy-ass bitch ever since you got married.

Screw you, Ramon.

Hey, screw me all you want.

You know I'm right.

What are all these people doing in our new house?

Baby, you really like the house?

Yes, yes, yes!

Rico, the house is good.

It's got some little problems, but nothing I can't fix.

Rico, there's a yard for the boys.

They'll be able to walk to school, you're closer to work.

Ramon, can we use your truck to move?

( Sobbing )

( Phone )

Nate Fisher.

( Female ) Hi there, Nate, this is Sherrie from Appleby Caskets.

We received your fax order, and I'm awfully sorry, but the titan four is no longer in production.

You gotta be sh1tting me.

Uh, you must not have our 2002 catalog.

What's the closest casket to the titan?

That would probably be our haven two, 41 hundred wholesale, usually retails for about 11.6.

Son-of-a-mother-f*ck.

Sir?

Alright, I'll have to get back to you.

I swear, I f*cking hate public school.

This year-round sh*t?

f*ck.

B track gets all of October off, and then six weeks in the spring.

What do you want?

This Persian girl who used to be my best friend at Archer until I f*cked her brother, she's spending the entire summer in France.

Where the f*ck is Gabe?

He was supposed to meet us here like, 10 minutes ago.

Dink, it's gonna be alright, man.

Everything is chill.

It's not chill.

The cops have that f*cking video in every school in L.A.!

Which means they haven't I.D.'d us yet, okay?

Which means they probably can't I.D. us, and anyone who could is gonna keep quiet if they know what's good for 'em.

We better f*ckin' hope so.

Did you f*cking...

Did you tell somebody?

Because if you f*cking told somebody I will f*cking k*ll your bitch ass, do you hear me?

( Phone ringing ) No, assh*le!

What about Andy?

How am I supposed to know? He's your f*cking best friend.

( Phone )

What?

Ah, you were supposed to meet us like, 10 minutes ago.

We're waiting.

Jesus, Claire, don't p*ssy-whip him.

You gotta act like you don't care.

Guys hate it when you're all over them.

Like you've ever stuck around long enough to find out, wonder-slut.

What, squirrel nut?

Your soul is on fire.

I know.

Our souls are on fire.

Whoa, you are not on the list of people who get to touch my tits.

Ahh...!

Andy, what is wrong?

The f*ck off me, get 'em off me!

Whoa, this is so f*cked up.

Oh, god!

Andy!

Andy, say something to me.

I don't know what to do right now!

Andy, Andy, oh, my god.

Andy.

Andy, look at me.

Go get the nurse.

Did he take something?

Go!

Stop it.

Andy, stop it right now, you f*cking bitch, or I will kick the sh*t out of you, do you hear me?

What the f*ck are you looking at?!

( David ) I told you last week the titan series was out of production.

( Nate ) Yeah, well, I think that you should've torn the damn page out of the catalog.

It was an honest mistake.

We'll give them the haven two for 11 instead of 11.6.

David, they're already paying more than they can afford.

You don't know that.

God, I cannot tell you how much I hate it when you patronize me.

I'm being understanding.

You want patronizing, I'll give you patronizing.

Uh-huh. Hey, guys.

Hey, Rico, Langmead's in the reefer.

Yeah, you guys got a moment?

Yeah, what's up?

Vanessa and I found a house.

Oh, Rico, that's great.

Yeah, yeah, we really like the house, and we can swing the monthly payments...

If we put down 20 percent.

What are we talking about?

Well, we've pieced most of it together, but...

We're about 11 grand short.

( Whistling )

11 thousand?

Yup.

By tomorrow.

Look, we'll pay you back over 18 months at seven percent interest, that's a lot better than the bank, and not too far off the market.

We'll let you know by tomorrow.

Thanks.

But right now, Mr. Langmead needs your attention.

I'm on it.

See? I am understanding.

That's a lovely arrangement.

What is it?

Scalene vase.

Didn't they teach you anything at daffodil university?

Actually, it's...

A combination of inverted-t and scalene.

It's my own design.

And, um... it's yours.

No, I just wanted to learn how to make one.

It's a gift from my heart.

Seriously.

Thank you so much, Robbie.

Okay, Ruth, this is gonna be hard for me to say, but, um...

I forgive you.

Forgive me?

For what?

You destroyed the natural order of the universe, cupcake.

Everything was perfectly quiet and boring around here before you came.

And now Nikolai's all aflutter, wanting to make improvements, I'm expected to work.

For his own carnal reasons, he favors you over me, and for that, I forgive you.

I resent that!

I've always conducted myself with complete professionalism.

Whatever, Ruth, I forgive you.

I don't need your forgiveness!

Oh, no, oh, goddamnit.

It's not supposed to go this way.

What isn't?

Okay, Ruth.

I'm graduating from the plan tomorrow and I would really like it if you would be my witness.

"The plan"? What is "the plan"?

It's a multi-disciplined course that allows you to think way beyond yourself, and rebuild your life from the ground floor, plank by plank.

That sounds awful.

It teaches you how to feel really good about yourself, and get what you want out of life.

You want to go?

It would really...

Mean a lot to me, Ruth.

Wow.

Pretty sweet, huh?

Each portal is lit by recessed halogens.

Tasteful signage for the model name, materials, and pricing.

And this little drawer here?

This displays your interior upholstery fabric.

Point-of-purchase does not get any better than this, my friends.

It's very impressive.

Impressive? It's f*cking gorgeous.

It's a completely interactive retail experience.

Because human beings, we're tactile.

We like to touch the fruit before we buy.

I can't believe you guys are still using a catalog.

Now, these caskets here are on the upper level, they appeal to men.

It's at their average height.

Down below are the lady's favorites.

I have seen the future and this is it.

Dave, where would it go?

We put it in the second viewing room.

The room we've been using for storage?

That room needs serious work.

So, we use this as a reason to do it.

Haven't we been planning to do that with the money mom gave us anyway?

Dave, that money's almost all gone.

A two by five like this will not break your back, 21.5

I'll tell you what, 20 even, that includes installation.

I'll even throw in a fresh coat of paint for your room.

You cannot b*at that with a stick.

Nate, you always say we have to spend money to make money.

Alright, how long to install?

Give me the word and you'll be making sales in two days.

You really like it?

Who wouldn't?!

I've never seen David happier.

It was like Christmas morning when we were kids.

Whoa.

You working out a little aggression there?

We're having chicken piccata, I want to marinate it overnight.

You never cook like this for me.

You never even cook.

And when Trevor goes back to new haven, I need you to forget that I can.

Alright, what should I wear?

A speedo, hair extensions.

Wear what you want, I don't care.

Don't wear one of your funeral suits.

Oh, I thought you don't care.

Wear something that makes you look like the sexy bad boy you really are.

Something that makes Mr. Wife and kids question all his middle-class choices.

I'm all for that.

Just as long as you wear something low cut in the back so he can see my name branded on your ass!

( Hammering )

Hello!

Hello?!

Hello?

Hello.

Hey.

New casket wall, huh?

You boys are doing better than I thought.

I'm Mitzi Dalton Huntley.

David Fisher.

Do you need to plan a funeral?

You have no idea who I am, do you?

I'm southwest regional director for Kroehner services international.

I was hoping that maybe you and your brother might share a cup of coffee with me.

Well, hello.

Mitzi Dalton Huntley.

Nate Fisher.

You're a runner, huh?

That's bad for your knees.

Yeah, well, everything's bad for something.

So, I hear.

Why are you here?

I made it abundantly clear to Matt Gilardi we're not interested in selling.

Oh, Matt Gilardi is no longer with Kroehner.

Yep.

I fired his worthless ass because I didn't like the way that he was representing our company.

And that is why I'm here today, to do a little damage control and apologize to you boys.

Right.

Oh, I don't blame you for not trusting me.

Frankly, I'd be worried about you if you did.

Cream with three sugars.

Well, thank you.

You didn't put rat poison in here, did you?

Drink it and find out.

Oh, please.

You boys aren't afraid of big bad Mitzi, are you?

C'mon.

The economy is in a tailspin.

Corporations are downsizing, and re-sizing and reorganizing, including Kroehner.

We can't afford to take you over.

Honey, we got problems of our own.

Okay, let's just cut the foreplay.

But that's the best part.

It's not that we don't trust you.

We despise everything you stand for.

Corporate profits over personal service, stockholders over clients, greed over everything else.

So, I think you should take your gesture of good faith and shove it up your ass.

Well, that's one opinion.

Anything that you would care to add, David?

No, I think Nate pretty much summed our position up.

Well, alrighty, then.

I'll just show myself out.

By the way, you might want to clean out your coffee-maker.

Your coffee sucks.

This is not so good.

Who the f*ck is named "Mitzi" anyway?

That sounds like something you'd name a f*cking chihuahua.

( Nate ) Pretty bitchin', huh?

When did you start getting a pup tent over caskets?

You're turning into David.

Don't ever say that again.

( Rico ) Very nice.

Oh, welcome to casketeria.

May I take your order?

So, Mr. Langmead is all ready to go.

Great.

Yeah.

So, Nate, have you guys had a chance to think about what we...

You know.

Ah, yeah.

Yeah, let's go into the office.

Okay.

So, do these really open?

Can you like, hide sh*t in here?

Close the door?

"Close the door" doesn't sound too good.

We can't give you a loan right now, Rico.

Look, we just spent a fortune on the new casket wall.

And you know, we've gotta maintain an emergency fund in case Kroehner starts acting up again, which suddenly looks very likely.

It was a tough choice, I'm sorry.

How much did that casket wall cost?

Rico, our first priority is keeping this house open.

The more income we make, the more you can make.

Tell me one thing.

Did you and David decide to buy that wall before or after we spoke?

Wow.

You know, first you won't make me a partner, now you won't even...

God, I've had it with you moping about not being a partner!

It's not happening, alright?!

I wish I could help you, but I can't.

I mean, f*ck, we're your employer, alright?

We're not a g*dd*mn savings and loan!

I'm sorry, Rico.

If it were my money, I'd give you all of it, you know that.

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, I'll pass that along to my kids... who have to play in a parking lot next to a dumpster.

f*ck.

( Sighing loudly )

I'm scared.

What's going to happen to me now?

Well, that's not my problem, pal.

What?!

I was so young.

Why me?

Well, why the f*ck not you?

What did you think, you were immune to this?

Everybody dies, everybody!

What makes you so f*cking special?!

What do you think?

I'm not signing up for anything.

Oh, I'm not selling anything.

I'm a visitor just like you.

You know how you can tell?

The elevated wear plastic tags.

"The elevated"?

Oh, you'll learn the lingo.

My daughter is graduating today.

You?

My, uh...

Business associate is graduating.

So, what exactly is this?

Well, I don't know for sure myself.

But Sheila has never been happier.

So, I wanted to see what it was all about.

( Female ) Let's get started.

Today just might be the most important day of your life.

Come sit with me.

There's safety in numbers.

You cannot design a life that works without first drafting a clear blueprint.

And you cannot construct a life that has meaning without first laying a solid foundation.

You are the architect of your life, not your emotionally distant father, not your overly critical mother, not your petty, fair-weather friends... you.

It was hard, the first time I stood up for myself.

I always wanted everybody to like me.

Even though I hated myself, you had to like me.

When I re-built my foundation, and I was able to honor and elevate the better part of me, I realized I really like me.

So, you don't have to.

I am not a salvage job.

I am not a tear-down, I am not junk.

It's taken me many years to say that, to believe it.

There are days that I slip and I treat people like sh*t...

like I treated myself for the last 30 years.

But dammit, I swear, I'm gonna win this.

I'm gonna build the life that I always wanted to live.

Yeah, okay.

I thought it was too late.

Two terrible marriages, children who...

Won't even return my phone calls.

It hurts.

I'm 41 and feel like I'm 80.

But I have value.

I'm still here.

And as long as I believe in myself, and speak fiercely from the "I", then there's still hope.

There's no mortgage on my life.

I own it.

Thank you, mom.

Well, that was humiliating.

As if my self-esteem wasn't low enough.

It's kind of funny.

All that time we were "racquetball partners" we actually never played racquetball.

I am serious about wanting to learn how to play.

You available Thursday afternoon?

I don't know, I'll check.

Hey, you wanna drop by my niece's birthday party later?

Eddie's on call.

Uh, sure.

I got a couple errands to run.

I'll call you later.

I've got nothing to do.

I'll just tag along, if that's okay.

Oh, my god, did you hear?

Andy was doing fry.

I'm sorry, in English?

Fry.

Wet, Illy.

You're telling me you've never heard of fry.

I'm sorry, my parole officer frowns on controlled substances.

Okay.

You take your standard garden variety doobie, right?

You dip it in embalming fluid, cut it with god knows what and, bam, all your states are altered and you see god.

Or you're in tweaker hell, bouncing off lockers and swallowing your own tongue, like Andy.

Embalming fluid, are you kidding me?

I've smelled that sh*t, it's like, lethal.

You oughta get out more.

Live a little.

No. You've done this?

But if you ever wanted to make a quick buck...

Oh, f*ck off, Parker.

I'm not getting into the pot and embalming fluid business.

I've had enough run-ins with the police, thank you.

At 50 dollars a pop?

You might change your mind.

Oh, my god, that f*cking assh*le.

Right, right?

Andy's gonna be in detox for like, a week.

Look okay?

It looks fine.

It looks like a page out of "gourmet" magazine.

Excellent.

You know they put hair spray on food before they photograph it sometimes?

Really.

Yeah, I used to go out with this food stylist in Seattle.

They do stuff to food that is way worse than what we do to dead bodies, believe you me.

( Knocking )

Okay...

Tell me I look beautiful.

You are beautiful.

Wow.

You even mean that.

Okay.

Hey!

Will, at least say hello!

Hello!

( Trevor ) Wow, Bren.

It's great to see you, it really is.

Oh, my god.

I'm gonna cry.

You must be dawn.

( Dawn ) Hi!

It's nice to meet you.

Thank you so much for letting us bring will, Trevor really wanted you to meet him.

Oh, I really wanted to meet him.

Hey.

Hi, will.

( Dawn ) Will, can you say hi?

He'll crash in a little while, I promise.

Hi, I'm Trevor.

Nate, dawn.

( Dawn ) Pleasure. Hi, how are you?

( Trevor ) Thanks. Come in.

Oh, this is really cool.

Yeah.

So, wine, anyone?

I'd love a glass.

You're driving.

Alright.

( Will ) I want wine!

Oh, you do, well, what do you say?

"I want wine, please."

( Dawn ) Alright, Mr. Pooh bear, do you remember what we discussed in the car?

We're gonna use our very best manners tonight.

Sweetie pie.

Please.

So, how's the press tour going?

Oh, god, I feel like such a sell-out.

I actually did "politically incorrect" last night.

Wow, was it fun?

Oh, hardly, it was me, Kobe Bryant, that emaciated chick from "the practice" and some 12-year-old rap singer that I've never even heard of.

I read your first book.

I thought it was brilliant.

Thank you.

I could send you a copy of the new one, if you'd like.

I would, thank you.

You know, I read "Charlotte, light and dark".

Oh, dear.

Why?

In grad school.

I had this idiot professor who insisted that it was the perfect profile of a classic borderline personality.

You've heard that before, right?

I actually went to the library and looked up the symptoms and started behaving like that, just to f*ck with them.

Seriously?

That's brilliant.

How old were you?

Ah, must've been nine or 10.

It was toward the end.

Personally, I think it's a crock of sh*t.

Did you ever notice how the majority of borderlines are women?

I see it as just a misogynistic attempt to pathologize women who refuse to toe the patriarchal line.

Yeah, yeah, I spent six months in Seattle on a teaching fellowship.

You ever do any climbing there?

Oh, yeah, some bouldering, no real climbing with ropes.

Were you a cragger?

Eh, the rank amateur urban kind.

But I do love it.

Have you done the u-dub climbing rock?

Yeah, that's where I learned.

I never knew 30 feet was so high off the ground.

30 feet, that's nothing.

I got a couple buddies, they're real thrill-seekers, I mean, they climb high, but...

No way I can do that.

Gotta think about more than just myself now.

Bren looks great.

How's she doing?

Oh, she's doing great.

Man, she is so f*cking smart.

Yeah, she is.

She used to run circles around me, I can tell you that.

Everybody expected such great things from her.

How's her brother?

He's in a hospital right now.

( Brenda ) I just really wanted to get out of my head.

So, I took 18 months of classes down at the shiatsu institute, thinking I'd do it until I figured out what I really wanted to do, and here we are 10 years later.

But you love what you do, right?

( Brenda ) I do.

( Trevor ) That's the key, and you know what?

There is this girl in my health club, she doesn't do shiatsu, but I swear, she is gifted.

Gift-ed.

You know, there is a science to shiatsu.

Chinese medicine dates back over 2,000 years.

This is delicious, Brenda.

You know, I never cook like this.

I can make pasta, but that's about it.

She's got me b*at, though.

I can make toast.

And ice cubes.

Nate does pretty good microwave popcorn.

What do you do, Nate?

I'm a funeral director.

Really?

Huh.

What...

What makes one decide to become a funeral director?

Well, I was born into it, actually.

Sort of like being born into the mafia.

Wow.

Oh, hey, not so fast there, hotshot.

This is a toll road.

( Will screaming )

( Trevor ) Will, will!

Time out.

Sometimes he becomes completely irrational, just to get attention.

Hell, sometimes I do that.

( Knocking )

Uncle K!

Hey, baby girl, happy birthday.

I'm nine.

Oh, well, I guess that means I can't call you "baby girl" anymore.

You better not.

This is my friend, David.

Hi, there.

Hi.

So, where's the party?

You want some? It's good.

This is for you, sweetheart.

I saw this in the store!

Yeah, I can't believe they still make these.

I thought you'd like it.

Thanks, Uncle K.

Where's mommy?

In the bedroom, sleeping.

I am gonna go and talk to her for a little bit, alright?

Okay.

Karla...

Karla!

Oh, hi.

I thought you wasn't coming till later.

It is later.

What happened to Taylor's birthday party?

Oh, sh*t.

I got home from work and was bone tired.

I'll take her to a flea market on the weekend, get her something.

That's all you did for her birthday?

Buy her an Entenmann's cake?!

It's her favorite.

What are you on?

Don't lie to me!

I ain't on nothing, okay?

What, you think I'm suicidal, or just plain stupid?

I think you need to stop living just for yourself, and start thinking about that little girl in there!

I am seven months clean!

I work two jobs and take care of my kid.

What, I forgot a motherfuckin' birthday.

You want to arrest me for that?

Look, you can do all the damage you want to yourself, I can't stop that!

But I'm not gonna let you f*ck up her life!

Take your hands off me.

Karla...

I will file an as*ault charge, and you do not want that.

My sister had one of these when she was a kid, but I broke it.

On purpose?

No, I wanted to make a pizza, and I put in a 300-watt bulb and the whole thing melted.

That's dumb.

I know, and I was 17.

( Keith ) You don't give a f*ck about her!

You live in a house?

Yup.

A big house?

Not that big.

You got a daddy?

I used to.

( Door opening )

Um, we gotta go, okay?

Okay.

Alright, listen...

I'll come back tomorrow.

As soon as I get off of work, and we'll go to the movies, okay?

Okay.

We gotta go.

( Brenda ) Oh, my god, what was I thinking?

Well, I was only 19.

Come on, he wasn't that bad.

"There is this girl at my health club, she is gift-ed."

Gift-ed.

What a dork.

His ears were filthy, did you notice that?

No.

Now, her, I liked.

That kid, what a freak.

Oh!

Start saving up for therapy now.

We need some friends.

Some couples we don't hate.

We have each other.

Maybe we should volunteer some place.

No, I'm serious, do something good for the world.

A needle exchange program, habitat for humanity, meals on wheels.

Give more, consume less.

Brenda, I'm dying.

What?

What did you say?

After the auto accident, I had x-rays, MRIs, and they found something.

They found, it's called avm, and I think I'm gonna die from it, I don't know when.

I'm so scared.

Are you listening to me?

Yeah, yeah, meals on wheels.

You really want to do that?

I don't know, I have to do something.

I hate my f*cking life.

What's wrong?

I was watching Trevor and dawn tonight... thinking they're just so, so, so complete.

They have something that I will never have, ever.

Either I wasn't born with it or it was beaten out of me, or maybe, maybe, I made myself into a self-fulfilling prophecy and I really am a borderline personality.

Now, wouldn't that be ironic?

Hey, what's going on with you?

I don't know.

I've spent my childhood performing for clinicians, the rest of my life taking care of my train wreck of a brother, and I have no idea who I am.

I'm gonna make a cup of tea, you want one?

No, thanks.

( David ) God, I can't wait until our next funeral!

What do you think, mom?

It's very modern.

We figure it'll pay for itself in less than eight months.

What did we spend on this?

About 20 thousand?

How much is left in the reserve fund I gave you?

I'll have to check.

I want a full accounting of how you spent that 93 thousand.

I'm an investor in Fisher and sons.

That wall is part of my investment, and I expect a return.

Well, of course, mom.

I am speaking fiercely from the "I".

Do you mind?!

I just need one of you to sign right here and we'll be done.

Do we need to write you a check right now, or could we just mail one to your office?

Uh...

You might want to open this first.

Came out good, huh?

It's beautiful. It's great.

"Enjoy the new casket wall, it's on me.

Kisses, Mitzi Dalton Huntley."

Why would she pay for our wall?

She didn't pay for it.

Appleby caskets is owned by Kroehner.

Since when?

Since three weeks ago.

Enjoy.

She has us selling Kroehner caskets.

Wow.

She's good.

Well, I guess we can at least help out Rico now.

Yeah, that's a good idea.

Then we go under and he's out of work and can't afford to pay us back, which won't matter, because we won't exist anymore.

David.

We just saved 20 grand.

We didn't save 20 grand, we just didn't spend it.

Actually, we just lost 16 hundred, because we had to give the Langmeads the haven four for an even 10, thank you very much.

Honey, of course I love the house, but believe me, they are never gonna give us the money.

You love the house, though.

We just have to keep on looking, baby.

No, we don't.

I went to the realtor this morning and we got the house.

I wrote a check for the down payment.

Now Julio can have his own room.

Where'd you get the money? What do you mean?

Okay, don't be mad.

You went behind my back and asked your sister for the money?

Are you crazy?

Rico, I wasn't about to lose that house.

I provide for this family, not her!

I'm gone eight to 10 hours a day, missing my kids, to get us what we need!

I don't need her f*cking handouts!

I don't want to hear any machismo bullshit today, okay?

What did you say to me?

Baby...

We have a house.

It's our first house.

Can't you be happy?

I'm canceling that check.

Listen to me.

When the transmission went last month, where'd the money come from?

When I chipped my tooth and we couldn't afford the dentist, who paid for it?

Angelica's doing good, she has extra money.

She's family.

She loves us, she wants to help us.

So, please...

Put down the phone.

We have a house.

Everything is good.

Hey.

I haven't seen you all day.

How's Andy?

He's gonna be okay.

What was he on?

Some weird sh*t, I don't really know.

'Cause I heard that he smoked a joint dipped in embalming fluid.

Yeah, I wouldn't know.

That wouldn't be embalming fluid that you stole from my house, right?

What the f*ck is wrong with you?!

Do you have any idea how much trouble this could get us in?

I mean, first of all, he could've d*ed.

And my brothers could be getting a f*cking phone call from the cops right now, okay?

You're gonna bring this on my...

Would you stop?!

Look, I gave Andy five fry sticks to sell, and he f*cking smoked them all.

I am sorry that I f*cked with you.

But you took me down there and I saw the stuff, and I just wasn't thinking.

Oh, you were thinking.

You were thinking about yourself.

Claire, listen to me, listen to me.

Look...

The cops have a videotape of me and Andy and dink robbing a f*cking convenience store.

And now I'm worried that Andy's gonna turn me in.

Who the f*ck are you?

Everything I touch turns to sh*t.

Everything is sh*t!

Everybody was right about you.

You are the only good thing that I have left.

Please don't give up on me.

Please.

No.

( Sobbing )

Aw, Christ.

You know, you're really starting to piss me off!

What, what, what?!

What the f*ck do you want from me?!

I want you to see me!

Look at me!

Look at me.

That's more like it.

You're done with your run already?

Uh, I didn't need it.

Well, the Langmead viewing is at six.

You're ready, right?

Because if you're not, I need to...

David, I need to tell you something.

What have you done now?

I think we should sit down.

What is it?

Um...

Listen, if I've been a d*ck or something, I'm really sorry.

I found out that I have a condition called avm.

It basically means that I could have a stroke or aneurysm just about any time.

( Sobbing ) I'm not coping with this very well...

I don't know how to feel, I don't know what to do.

f*ck!