sick.
Im sorry I didnt try harder to find the words. . .
. . .to teII you what I was feeIing.
Im sorry I never fixed the screen door.
I fixed it now.
Im sorry I ever fought with you.
Im sorry I didnt apoIogize more.
I was too proud.
Im sorry I didnt bring you more compIiments. . .
. . .on everything you wore and every way you fixed your hair.
Im sorry I didnt hoId on to you with so much strength
worked...
- at MGM with Laddie? - Thats right, by God.
So are you still at ICM?
- Im at TriStar. - Youre at TriStar.
- Youll have to say hello to Mike. - I will.
Hes not there anymore, but Ill hunt him down.
- Can I talk to you, please? - Sure.
- Please? - Be right back.
Hold the fort, kiddo. I have my own office this way.
- What is the matter with him? - Hes sick.
I cant help you anymore. Do you
knife.
*NOTE: At this point we intercut shots of the empty lobby and halls of the
PLAZA THEATER. A POV shot standing outside the LADIES ROOM door.
BEN
(turning pale)
Listen you sick fuck, is this your idea of a joke?
VOICE
More of a game really.
BEN
What kind of a game?
VOICE
You seem to be familiar with the STAB movies.
Heres how we play. I ask you a question.
You get it right, your girlfrie
sick?
No.
We gave the stand up.
-Too much work.
-Oh.
The boys
panic should have told me...
it was more than school
he was afraid of...
and that littered,
closed-up vegetable stand...
should have
told me something, too.
When I last saw it,
less than a month ago...
it was the cleanest
and busiest stand on the road.
Thats strange.
She was in to see you, too--
last Friday.
I tried to get her to see
D
Sick fuck.
Thats good.
Did you get that?
Yeah.
Lets do it.
Phone.
Here we go.
-Happy New Year, Defense Minister.
-Who is speaking?
You could think of me as your conscience.
Sending.
Maybe you should direct your attention
to the big screen.
Last month, you took $ million
of UN aid money...
...and spent it
on Chinese missile technology.
That money was for flood victims
and starving children.
Now Im
sick of you, man!
You know, that school was rough
when I went there.
Its way beyond that now.
Well, then, just forget about it.
Dont even discuss it again.
I cant quite do that. Coach officially
offered me the job tonight.
The clocks ticking.
And when you say "offering job,"
theres usually money involved.
Yeah, there might be
a thousand bucks in it for me.
For five months of work?
Oh, well, you c
did not ask to become a widow before the age of forty.
I know that.
Give me a hug.
- I will not cut again. - Let me hear the "P" word.
I promise.
Jesus! I am late. I have to get to work.
Lock the top lock the minute I close the door.
And do not open for anyone. Bye. I love you.
Are you alone? Okay. Move it!
Do yourself to the drain.
Tough guy.
Do it. I will make it easier for you.
Go ahead.
work.
- All right, be good.
- Bye.
Wait a minute.
I got something for you.
Whats this?
Its supposed to bring you luck.
Its nice.
Thanks.
I could use it.
- Howd it go, Frank? Good furlough?
- The best.
- Did you see that game?
- I have to admit, I missed it.
- It was awesome.
- Was it?
- Yes. You missed a good one.
- I missed a good one?
- I had more fun than you this weekend.
- I bet you did.
Her
sick.
But I tried to stay on the left
as much as possible to avoid vomiting.
One more time.
And how is Isak?
He sure regrets joining
that Swedish research project.
Dont move.
It cant hurt for him
to meet some new people.
- I have trouble getting him in here.
- I can imagine.
Youre fit as a fiddle.
Disappointed?
Let the Swedish
camping season begin.
- Here he comes.
- Not likely.
- Do you have a w
all right?Shes only filled my cup three times.
I want it filled six times.
Six times? Well, what ifshes too fuckin busy?
The words "too fuckin busy"shouldnt be in a waitresss vocabulary.
Excuse me, Mr. Pink,but the last fuckin thing you needs...
another cup of coffee.
These ladies arent starvin to death.They make minimum wage.
I used to work minimum wage,and when I did...
I wasnt lucky eno