"Get yourself a nice, big umbrella, friend." "You're in the middle of a major shit storm." "That gay prick shoots his mouth off, and pisses all over the memories of those good men that died down at Ground Zero, and I'm the bad guy?" "You didn't have to beat the living crap out of him." "He's in a coma, you know." "Now, hold on." "A medically induced coma." "The doctors put him there, not me." "Oh, good." "That makes a difference." "He threw the first punch." "You got a witness to that?" "There were plenty of guys down there that saw what happened." "I'm sure one of them will step up." "You better hope." "You're gonna need all the help you can get." "Mayor's office is sniffing around, newspapers..." "Headquarters will cut you loose, use you as an example to show that they're not afraid to discipline a senior officer." "This could be it for you, pal." "Can't you call somebody?" "I called everybody I know." "You call somebody." "Like a good lawyer." "Meeting's over." "Look, chief, you got to" "I said, the meeting's over." ""Crash!" "The sky is falling." ""Crash!" ""A shower of glass and fire." ""Crash!" ""My maker's calling, but I won't answer his heavenly choir."" "Another "crash"?" "One more." "Across the line!" "Let's go!" "Two-line pass!" "Change!" "Hey, watch this kid right here." "Right here." "Number 12." "He's fast." "He skates good." "Nice move." "Put it in, put it in, put it in." "Nice!" " That's why we don't have probies." " Why ?" "They all think they're frickin' Bobby Orr." "Guess what." "They're not." "Kid got his first grab last week." "One month out of proble school." "If he pulled me out of the fire, I'd give a shit." "The annual cop game's coming up." "We've lost two years in a row." "All right?" "I'm not losing again." "I need kids with balls, not kids who skate with blinders on." "Kid's got balls." "He just needs some coaching." "Well, you coach him." "I'm here to beat the cops." "Look, me and you, we're co-captains, right?" "There's no you." "There's me." "I have 14 years on this team, five more than you." "That means I got seniority." "Yeah?" "We both got As on our chest, okay?" "Yours got voted on, all right?" "As far as I'm concerned, the A is honorary." "Might as well stand for "asshole."" "Hey, 12!" "Change it up!" "All I'm saying, the kid's got speed." "We ain't getting any younger, you know?" "Yeah, you're out there huffing and puffing like the big bad wolf." "Oh, and you're not, huh?" "Yeah." "Hey, rook, you're done." "Leave your jersey in the locker room." "What did I tell you, huh?" "You ain't skating alone out there." "Keep the jersey and show up for the game anyway." "All right, but he just told me to" "What did I just tell you?" "Now, screw." "KANSAS" "Calm down, huh?" "You're gonna be fine." "Calm down, my ass." "Pencil pushers downtown, the red tape, it'll be months before you hear anything." "By that time, the whole thing will have blown over." "I don't know." "The Grinch is making this sound like it's the end of the world." "Well, he would." "I mean, so this gay guy's in a medically induced coma." "Billy's been in one of those for years." "Hello?" "See what I mean?" "You're gonna be okay." "Thanks, Lou." "Hmm." "This is bullshit, Tommy." "Yeah, I know, I know." "We need that probie." "He's fast." "I'm working on it, okay?" "Yeah?" "Tommy, hey." "It's your brother Johnny." "Listen, man, you got to lay a little cash down on Damian." " Catch up with you later." " What?" "Look, he says he knows for a fact his computer virus screwed up Roger's office for at least three days, and he deserves to be compensated." "What, I have to be the bagman for my own godson?" "Yeah." "Five bills, bro." "F--?" "Five bills?" "Forget about it." "Tell him to kiss my white Irish ass." "I'm not paying this guy 500 bucks." "What is he, nuts?" "The balls on this kid." "Yeah, well, he says if you don't pay up, he's gonna tell his mother." "How's that?" "Goddamn it." "All right." "Tell him I'll pay it." "Oh!" "Sorry, Gavin." "I didn't see you there." "Son of a bitch." "That was a good choice, you know?" "Drop the cabbage off this afternoon." " He'll be home after 3." " All right, fine." "Hey, you, uh...?" "You talked to Dad lately?" " No." "Why?" " Give him a call." "I talked to him last week." "He sounded strange." "Strange how?" "Tommy, just give him a call, all right?" " All right." " All right." "Talk to you later." "Bye." "Uh-huh." "See you, guys." " Yeah, see you." " Yeah." "Hey." "Hey." "How's it going?" "Great." "Andrew." "Andy." "Yeah, yeah." "I remember." "What are you doing here?" "Waiting for you." "What's up with dinner?" "What?" "Our dinner." "We haven't scheduled it yet." "Hey, listen, you got to let me buy you dinner." "You saved my life." "So, uh, how's your week looking?" "Bad." "Aw." "Yeah, I-I-I got this" "I just made the department hockey team, and I got this big game against the cops, and I got practice, and all kinds of" "Mm." "Mm-hmm." "It's just bad." "Busy guy." "Hey, don't worry about it, buddy." "It's okay." "I'll just, uh..." "I'll check back in next week and see how your schedule is, okay?" "I'll call you." "You have my number?" "Yeah." "I got your cell phone." "Why, do you have a home phone?" "No." "Um, I can't afford it." "Good luck with your game." "Yeah." "You're the best." "I'll call you." "Three and two is the count." "Yeah." "Hey, Dad." "Oh, how you doing, Tommy?" "Good." "Yeah, you want to talk to your mother?" " Is she good?" " Yeah, yeah." "She's upstairs." "How you doing?" "Oh, I'm doing good." "I'm just watching the Astros get the shit kicked out of them." "Great." "Clemens pitching?" "No, no, uh... that other piece of shit is, Pettit." "Couple of mutts." "I hope the two of them get skin cancer." "Not enough to kill 'em." "Just enough to keep them out of the lineup for a while." "I don't know, Dad." "I think most ballplayers nowadays wear sunscreen, you know?" "Well, okay, then." "I'll call you in a couple days." "All right?" "Okay, son." "Bye." "...reports and warnings..." "Hey, how'd it go?" "Good." "Well, pretty good." "Captain of the team's kind of a jerk." "Yeah." "Tommy?" "No, the other guy." "And Tommy." "Oh." "I like hockey." "I could never play, though." "I got weak ankles." "That's not the only thing you got that's weak." "What does that mean?" "Nothing." "No, what does that mean?" "It was a joke, Shum." "Well, what are you saying?" "Like, I got weak knees?" "No." "Arms?" "What?" "I was talking about your mind." "I'm saying you got a weak mind." "You know what, Franco?" "Do I piss all over you all the time?" "I don't understand why you're such a prick." "Hey, girls, do I have to separate you?" "He said I had a weak mind, Lou." "Yeah, like he's pulling that out of thin air." "PTSD?" "What's this bullshit?" ""Headquarters is sponsoring" ""a post-traumatic stress disorder seminar." ""If anybody would like to discuss their feelings" ""about 9/11" ""with members of the general public--"" "Let me see that." "You know, like this is going to help anybody." "Bunch of goddamn crybabies." "Probably still broken up about the Hindenburg going down." "Hey, what's the Hindenburg?" "It's, uh, one of the space shuttles?" "Hmm." "Gentlemen of the jury, I rest my case." "What jury?" "Damian?" "Hello?" "Damian?" "Hey, Uncle Tommy." "Jesus." "You scared me." "Hey, is your mom home?" "Not yet." "So how about that virus, huh?" "Am I good or what?" "Yeah, that was great." "I just sent a second virus through." "That's two more days of misery for Roger." "Oh, and the second one's on the house." " No charge." " Heh." "So... got my money?" "Well..." "I appreciate what you did." "You did a great job for me, and, uh, it was terrific, but, uh, I'm not giving you the money." "And I'll tell you what, it's not about the cash." "It's about the principle of the thing." "I'm your godfather." "I'm in charge of keeping track of you now, and making sure you do the right thing, and the right thing in this particular circumstance is not to give you the money." "Cool?" "Great." "See you." "I'm telling my mom." "Okay." "Let me explain this again." "Um, I'll tell you what I'll do." "I'll" " I'll give you the money, but I'm not gonna physically give it to you." "I'm gonna put it into an account, and when you're 18 years old, you can do whatever you want." "Mm." "I'm gonna call her right now." "All right." "Put that away." "Look, you asked me to do something illegal." "I did it." "Now you got to pay me." "I'm not paying you." "Oh, no?" "Well, my mom is the least of your worries." "Oh, really?" "Yeah, there's the legal system, and the fire department." "Oh, and Aunt Janet." "She'd be pissed if she found out." "You want some yogurt?" "I can only get 300 bucks out of the ATM." "That's okay." "You can owe me the rest." "I trust you." "You know what, kid?" "I was at your christening, and I didn't drown you, okay?" "So let's think about who owes who, all right?" "Hey!" "Hi, you!" "What are you doing here?" "Hey, Mom." "Just catching up." "You want a hand?" " Yeah." " Uh, you know what?" "Actually," "I got a lot of homework to finish, so I'll leave you two alone, but, uh, thanks, Uncle Tom." "Yeah, yeah." "Go Yankees." "Yeah." "Right." "Hey." "How you been?" "Uh, good." "You?" "Not bad." "Actually, I suck." "Yeah?" "Well, you know, my marriage." "I'm sure you've heard Janet's point of view." "Not really." "We don't" "Well, I mean," "I see her at the supermarket and school stuff, but she doesn't really call me anymore." "Really?" "When's the last time she, uh" "Uh, Christmas... but whatever." "It's no big thing." "You know, some people, they don't know what to say." "It just comes down to some good days, and some bad days, and some really, really close girlfriends, like Lisa, you know, that have the time to put in, because" "I don't know." "I might want to go to the movies, or I might get emotionally crippled and want to bawl my eyes out all night and curse the gods." "Sounds like fun, right?" "Yeah." "Sounds like my life except the crying is replaced by whiskey and black rage." "Oh, you drinking again?" "No, no, I'm kidding about the... whiskey part." "What's this?" "An avocado." "Ah, right." "Fridge?" "Yeah." "Hello?" "Uh, yeah, Dr. Thompson?" "It's "Thompkins."" "Oh, right, sorry." "Your name's on the crease." "Uh-huh." "I wanted to get some information about this post-traumatic stress group thing you got going on." "Yeah, by all means." "Not that I'm planning on getting involved." "Uh, it's just, uh..." "I was there 9/11." "I'm a firefighter." "Oh, my God." "Um, well, it" " It would be so incredible, so helpful if you would come and speak." " I mean, to have someone" " Hey, what's up?" "None of your goddamn business." "Hello?" "What did I do?" "Hello?" "Anything now?" "No, it's still snow." "You got to let me get you a new TV." "This is ridiculous." "No." "Jimmy got that." "Believe me," "Jimmy would want you to have a new TV." "Okay?" "How's work?" "It's all right." "Got the, uh, annual cop hockey game coming up." "You guys feeling good?" "Well, Ryan's being a beast." "That guy's such an asshole, you know?" "Yeah." "He's called me a couple times." "What?" "Yeah, last week, last night." "About what?" "Asked me out." " Are you kidding me?" " No." "Don't knock it, okay?" "He's my only male suitor since Jimmy died." "He's married, all right?" "Told me he was getting divorced." "News to his wife." "Scumbag." "Oh!" "Jesus!" "Are you all right?" "You know what?" "Can we just forget this?" "Let me call the cable company" "No." "No." "I can fix this." "I can definitely do this." "So... you dating yet?" "Me?" "No." "No, no." "How's, uh, Lisa doing?" "Oh, she's fine." "She's out of town this week." "You know what?" "You and me?" "We should go out on a date." "What do you mean?" "Let's go this week." "We'll get dressed up, go to a nice restaurant, do the whole nine yards." " I don't know." "I mean" " Come on, come on!" "Tuesday's good for me." "All right." "I mean, why not?" "Right?" "Mm." "Okay, but I'm" " I'm paying." "Yeah, you bet your ass you're paying." "Roger, is your computer on?" "Hibernating." "Wake it up." "Hello, Roger." "Hello, Roger." "Another virus?" "Who exactly did you piss off?" "Hello, Roger." "Hello, Roger." "Hey, I was thinking about that Hindenburg thing." "I stopped off at the Barnes  Noble, looked it up." "It turns out it was this huge blimp that blew up in New Jersey." "See?" "That's exactly why I'm trying to read the paper more." "I miss stuff." "What?" "No, it didn't happen recently." "It happened like, way back in the..." "In the '30s or something." "Oh." "Thank God." "I wouldn't want to be out of the loop that bad." "Excuse me." "Is Chief Jerry Reilly around?" "The guy said something he shouldn't have said, and I took exception to it." "So I went there to have my say." "He took the first swing." "I threw a couple of my own." "End of story." "Or beginning of story, as far as the papers are concerned." "You didn't know it was a gay bar?" "Hell, no." "I mean, everybody there looked like they were regular guys." "What the hell is going on here?" "The Bureau of Investigation is talking with people." "They are gathering eyewitness accounts." "That's why I'm here speaking with you." "A punishment is deemed necessary, it'll come from the commissioner, and you'll have a few days to accept or decline it." "What kind of punishment are we talking about?" "As an example?" "30 days' pay." "A 30-day rip?" "Bullshit." "Gimme the paper." "I'll decline it right now." "If you decline, it goes to trial." "Do you really want that?" "I don't really care." "I'm in the right here." "I'll have to take a more detailed statement from you." "I've already given you my statement." "Now you're wasting my time, kid." "I have a house to run." "And if you want to keep running it," "Chief Reilly, I suggest you sit down and start talking to me." "Wake up." "Your job's at stake here." "Your future, your pension." "Now, you can bluster all you want." "This thing isn't going away." "Hello?" "Hey, doc, it's the fireman again." "I'm so glad you called back." "Hey, I'm sorry I didn't get back to you yesterday." "So this group..." "Yeah, uh, listen, it would mean so much if you would come and share with us, especially if you could share how you've dealt with the emotional repercussions of the attack." "Well, I..." "I haven't dealt with all that too much." "I've been writing some poetry." "Poetry?" "Huh." "Well, you see, that's exactly what I'm talking about." "If you could come and maybe share some of it with the group..." "I don't know." "It's, um, not that good." "Well, I-I'm sure It's better than you think." "Would you at least consider it?" "Um, can I get back to you on that?" "You have no idea how helpful" "Hey, Bill, what's going on?" "Hello?" "I was thinking about global warming last night, and you realize they're saying that Greenland's in danger of melting away altogether?" "So I couldn't sleep." "I'm tossing, I'm turning" "Bill, uh, I didn't really care." "I'm... sorry." "Some day, Franco, science is gonna isolate the gene that makes people think barbecuing indoors is a good idea." "Can't happen soon enough." "I'm telling you, Tommy, there's no way those guys were gay." "They were dressed like regular guys, like you and me." "That's the whole point, okay?" "It's one of the most famous gay bars in Manhattan." "You said this guy swung at you first, he was an asshole, blah blah, blah." "Was there anybody who was there can attest to that fact?" "Well, some Italian guy." " His name is Vinny something." " There you go." "There's no way he was gay." "You were in a gay bar, okay?" "He's probably gay." "You better pray he was gay, because you need a gay character witness." "Why?" "Because, to prove that you're not some crazy gay-bashing guy." "You know any other fags?" "Besides you?" "No." "I'm serious, chief." "I'm serious too." "I don't know anybody that's gay." "Now get off of my ass." "Go help those guys take up the line." "Gay..." ""Soldiers marching into hells known and unknown," ""brothers working side by side armed only with water, axe, muscle and bone."" ""With axe, muscle, water and bone."" "That's better, baby." "Okay, what are you doing?" "Oh, Jesus." "I come down here and hear you talking to yourself." "You can't get something off that screen fast enough." "Why do you spy on me?" "Why don't you get a hobby?" "Knit something." "I know what you're doing down here, Kenneth." " Oh, is that right?" " Yeah." "You think that I don't know, but I know." "It's porn." "Porn?" "That's right." "Internet porn." "You're hooked." "You're a pig." "It's not porn." "It's a fishing site, for God's sakes." "Come look at it." "I'm not looking at that crap." "You don't need to lie to me, either." "What are you doing?" "Okay, you want the truth?" "Yeah." "I've been writing poetry." "What?" "Poetry." "Since just after 9/11." "It's kind of been..." "I don't know, my therapy, I guess." "I don't know." "You're writing poetry?" "Yeah." "Oh, my God." "Why couldn't it have been the porn?" "Hey!" "You are not gonna believe this." "I just passed a newsstand." "I thought you were gonna let me sleep." "Get up, sweetheart." "You want to see this." "It's The New York Post." "Your dad's name is Jerry, right?" "Yeah." "He beat up a gay man the other night in some bar." "Oh, my God." "Oh, you son of a bitch." "Tommy!" "Hey." "What the hell are you doing?" "Oh, I got this prick of a squirrel." "He's eating through my roof." "I just missed him." "What are you doing?" "Look." "I am so damned angry." "I found this in Damian's underwear drawer." "Look at this." "Look at this." "It's $300, Tommy." "Okay, listen, calm down, okay?" "The thing is..." "I'm sure there's a" "I think that he's" "I think he's dealing drugs." "No." "Damian, no, he wouldn't" "He wouldn't be involved in anything like that." "No." "Where else would he get this kind of money?" "You're right." "It's probably drugs." "You know what I'm gonna do?" "I'm gonna go home and beat his ass black and blue." "No." "You know what?" "Let me go over there, and I'll talk to him." "I'll straighten it out, okay?" "All right?" "It's just" "I wish that Jimmy was here." "Yeah." "Yeah." "So you'll talk to him?" "Jimmy?" "Damian." "Oh, yeah." "Yeah." "Yeah, first thing tomorrow, I'll talk to him." "Thank you." "You got a ciggy butt?" "Yeah, I do, actually." "Ahhh..." "Mm." "Thank you." "Is it just me, or does it feel like the whole world is just falling to pieces?" "No." "I know what you mean." "I feel the same way." "Everything that's good and fun, it's just... sliding away." "You know?" "Jimmy, all the good times we used to have down at the firehouse... that's all changed." "Come home here, and dealing with this shit across the street." "I just feel like everything-- everything good in my life is just... sliding away, and there's nothing I can do about it." "Jesus, Tommy." "What?" "How big a pussy are you?" "I had something taken away from me, my husband, but the things you want, they're here." "All you have to do is fight for them." "Grow a pair of balls, why don't you?" "And talk to Damian." "I will." "She still looks good, though." "I thought maybe the sadness of me dying might have aged her, you know?" "I mean, I see a little of that, but she looks okay, don't you think?" "She's your wife." "I don't look at her that way." "What way?" "Like I look at women who aren't your wife." "All right?" "Is there a bottle in the living room?" "No." "What are you doing?" "Stopping the slide, brother." "So when can you do it?" "Um... give me till the end of the week." "Yeah." "We'll come down, we'll take a look at it, and I'll give you an est-- I got to go." "Yeah, I'll call you back." "All right." "Hang on." "Hang on." "Hang on." "What is that?" "What, the cookies?" "No." "Below the cookies, peeking out of your pants, and it better not be a tattoo, because if it is a tattoo, you're not gonna see the light of day ever again." "It's not like it's huge." "Move the cookies." "Oh, my God." "What the hell?" "It's a shamrock." "I can see it's a shamrock." "You're always saying we should be proud of being Irish." "You want to be proud you're Irish?" "Wave a flag, march in a parade, have 100 kids." "Not yet." " Oh, my God." " Neat!" "Can I get one too?" "How would you like to eat dinner in front of the TV?" "Awesome!" "But we're not allowed to" "You're allowed tonight." " Grab your food and go." " Yes!" ""S  M"?" "You're into S  M?" "What's S  M?" "Never mind." "Whose initials are those?" "None of your business." "What's the Murphy kid's first name?" "Sean." "Thank you." "Goddamn it." "I knew that kid was trouble." "It's not that big of a deal." "Mom has a tattoo on her butt." "How do you know that?" "She showed me." "She showed you?" "Jesus Christ." "I'll tell you what." "You're gonna get rid of that yourself, or I'll get rid of it for you." "How?" "I'm sure Black  Decker has some kind of attachment." "It's my body." "You can't tell me what to do with it." "Oh, really?" "Let me just remind you of a couple things, okay?" "When you turn 18 years old, you can move out of this house." "Get a flower tattoo on your ass, get a rainbow tattooed on your tits, but until then, when you live under my roof, you play by my rules." "I didn't get it when I was living under your roof." "I got it under Mom's." "Don't be a smart-ass with me." "I don't care what you say." "I'm keeping it." "You're not keeping it." "Aw, Christ." "Hello." "Hey, it's me." "Oh, hi." "Look, I hate to ask you for favors, but a pipe is leaking in the kitchen, and Roger's coming over for dinner." "He can't fix it himself?" "No." "He's not good with tools." "Yeah, that's funny, seeing as how he is one." "I really need your help, Tommy." "I'll be right over." "Watch them." "So the poetry, what exactly are you planning on doing with it?" "Nothing." "But there's this psychiatrist guy who wants me to read some of it to this group he has." "What group?" "Post-traumatic stress disorder." "I don't know." "It's a support group." "He thinks me reading my stuff might help some of these people." "So are you gonna do it?" "I'm thinking about it." "The thing is," "I don't know whether the stuff is good or not." "I mean, I'm gonna feel like enough of an idiot just going to this thing." "If I go and the stuff sucks..." "Hey, look, if it sucks, you don't do it, right?" " You don't look like a big jerk." " Yeah, I guess." "I guess I'm just looking for someone to tell me whether the stuff is good or not." "Well, don't be looking at me." "Aw, come on, Phyll." "I got no one else I can trust." "No one else even knows that I'm doing this." "Not the guys on my crew, not my brother, nobody." "I'm not good with poetry, Ken." "It's too fancy." "It's not fancy." "It's not." "Would you read it for me?" "Please?" "I did not show it to her, Tom." "She walked in while I was getting dressed." "If anything, mine should be a deterrent." "I mean, a heart with your initials in it?" "I mean, it should prove that even the most well-intentioned tattoo can become absolutely useless." "Whatever." "So I was talking to Sheila." "She says you don't call her anymore." "Yeah?" "Well, Sheila's a bitch who treated me like shit when we first started dating, then acted barely civil towards me once you and Jimmy became firemen." "So her husband gets killed, and I'm supposed to be her best friend?" "She can kiss my tight Irish ass." "Her and all the other two-faced hypocrite broads like her are one of the main reasons" "I can't wait to get out of this neighborhood." "I'm gonna read between the lines here and guess what you're really trying to say is" " "hypocritical Italian broads," right?" " Is it fixed?" "No." "Well, you can't just leave me here with all the wet towels on the floor." "Roger's gonna be here any minute and" " Shit!" " What?" "The tablecloth is still in the dryer." "Okay, I'm gonna be right back." "Please don't go." "Boy..." "And now the dryer smells funny." "Like wires burning." "Well, so, what about the sink?" "Well, it's not fixed, but it won't leak." "Franco actually has a plumber buddy." "I'll be able to get the part that we need from him, on the arm." "It's actually a pretty expensive part of the garbage disposal, but I'll do that tomorrow." "You're too under-the-gun tonight." "Oh." "Well, thanks." "I really appreciate it." "You're welcome." "What are you doing?" "Well, I..." "I fixed the sink." "Hey, babe." "Oh." "Hey!" "Hey, I hope that you're hungry." "I made way too much food." "I can't stay for dinner, actually." "I've got some stuff to do." "Okay." "Toodles." "Hi." "Oh, my God." "What?" "Nothing." "I'm not finished yet." "Go away." "Yeah." "Secret evil plan, one," "Roger, nothing." "Hey, Jimmy, you got to see this, man." "This is great." "Son of a bitch!" "Hey!" "Roger, don't do this." "Get the hell off of me!" "Hey!" "What are you doing?" "I know where you live, Murphy, you son of a bitch!" "What are you doing?" "Should I call the cops?" "No." "Go back to bed, Mrs. O'Brian." "Everything's fine." "This is crazy." "I'm out of here." "Roger!" "Hey, that was the Murphy kid." "Yes, I know." "Roger!" "He was over in my house..." "Roger, don't leave." "while I was over here." "See you, Rog." "What's eating him?" "Don't say anything." "Everything all right out there?" "Yeah, yeah." "It's fine." "Oh, God, how I hate this neighborhood." "What do you want me to do about Colleen?" "Just send her home." "Yeah, nice talking to you too." "Oh." "Pretty powerful stuff, huh?" "Oh, Kenny, it's awful." "I know." "You know, some of the imagery I chose was pretty" "No, the poetry." "It's awful." "It's some of the worst stuff" "I ever read in my whole life." "No, it can't be." "I-I-I rushed you." "Maybe you should read it again." "Oh, my God, no." "Kenny, you can't show this to anybody." "Wait a minute." "Now, you listen to me." "This is how I've learned how to express myself, my feelings about work, the stuff that goes on, the things that I've seen." "I thought you'd be happy." "I'm finally able to... open up to you, share." "No, Ken, please, I don't need you to share." "I don't want you opening up." "I don't want you coming home from work and talking about dead babies and cats and people burning." "Kenny, I like it when it's just me and you and some red wine and cookies and watching Mary Tyler Moore and The Match Game." "I love you the way you are, okay?" "So I'll get rid of these." "...take into account the amount of room they're going to have under the salary cap next year." "I mean, I don't think" "Richardson is going to get..." "What are you doing with that?" "You're missing a button." "I'm gonna fix it in the morning." "Took it out of the closet so I wouldn't forget." "You coming up?" "Yeah, in a minute." "So where you think he'll end up?" "There's plenty of teams that can still use a veteran player..." "Huh." "Come on." "Pick it up here." "We're better than this." "Goddamn it." "Who's covering him, huh?" "I had my guy." "This is bullshit, Ryan." "You got to put the kid in." "Seriously." "Play some defense." "You're joking." "I was playing defense." "Got no speed down there." "We're dying out there." "Let's take a vote, guys." "Who wants to put the kid in?" "I do!" "Pretty much unanimous." "You ladies can stick your votes up your asses." "This isn't a democracy." "It's a dictatorship, and I'm Castro." "The kid sits." "Scumbag." "What the--?" "How you doing now, Fidel, huh?" "How you doing now?" "What's up with those guys?" "I don't know." "That's got to be against the rules, right?" "I don't know." "Go get him, John." "Come on, break it up, Tommy." "Come on, Tommy, break it up." "If you call Sheila again, you're a dead man." "Scumbag." "Sheridan Real Estate." "Don Regis speaking." "Yeah, I think you might have spoken to my wife last week," "Janet Gavin." "Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah." "About the farmhouse." "Farmhouse?" "In San Jose?" "No, we're located in Wichita..." "Kansas." "Kansas?" "Oh, my God." "Hey!" "What's up, man?" "You going in?" "Take care of yourself, all right, man?" "It was good seeing you." "All right." "Hey, hey!" "Oh, it's you." "Yeah." "You got a lot of balls showing up here." "There are 20 or 30 guys inside right now who'd like a piece of your ass." "Well, it is that kind of joint, isn't it?" "Yeah, very funny." "Hey, wait." "It's Vinny, right?" "I didn't come here the other night looking for a fight." "And I didn't come tonight looking for one, either." "I came to talk to that Teff guy." "He started the fight." "He threw the first punch, you saw him do that." "And I know a couple of other guys in there" " saw it, too." " So?" "So, uh..." "I mean, it's possible I..." "I might need a witness, and I was hoping you'd, you know, do the right thing." "You know, funny thing about gay bashers." "They're all tough guys until they get caught." "I never" "I saw what every other guy in the place saw." "You threw the first punch." "Kansas." "What the hell is she thinking?" "I mean, of all the places she could pick." "You've seen The Wizard of Oz." "Kansas sucks." "What does that mean to you, though?" "I mean, you're not going anywhere, right?" "No, I'm not going there." "Forget that." "All right." "Good." "I mean, you can't, right?" "Why?" "What are you talking about?" "No, I'm just saying you can't go to Kan" "What would happen to me?" "I'm stuck here." "I don't have enough worries and responsibilities." "I have to worry about where you're gonna go?" "After everything I've done for you?" "Are you drunk?" "What have you done for me?" "I" " What do you mean, what have I--?" "I gotta sit here and listen to you whine, bitch and moan about this and that." "I gotta baby-sit your demons." "You know-- You insensitive prick!" "You know what?" "If things are so rough for you around here, why don't you go haunt somebody else, okay?" "Go ahead, huh?" "Go to somebody else's house and hang around, and you know what?" "You can take them with you." "You can take the little girl with the kitten and the black kid." "Go get 'em." "Screw." "As a matter of fact, get the hell out now." "Get out!" "Tommy?" "I, uh..." "I knocked." "I, uh, guess you didn't hear." "I thought you got company." "I heard you talking to somebody." "No, no, no." "I was yelling at the..." "The game was on." "The cable went out." "You want a drink?" "Yeah, sure." "Here you go, pal." "Hey, thanks." "So how you doing?" "I'm all right." "Yeah?" "What's going on?" "Did I ever tell you about my old man?" "The cop." "Yeah." "On the force for 39 years." "I mean, he wasn't like a star or anything, but they gave him points for staying power, you know what I mean?" "Anyway, he puts his paper in, and my mother, Edna, she wanted to travel, you know?" "A little golf, maybe." "Maybe get a motor home, you know, and travel around the country, all that bullshit." "Then three days into it, he, uh..." "He takes his service revolver, and he tries to blow his head off." "Holy shit." "Oh, yeah." "He missed, though." "Thank God." "Wow." "Anyway, you know... we're in the hospital, just the two of us, huh?" "And I said to him," ""You busted your ass for 39 years." ""I mean, you're finally free," ""and this is what you do?" "What the hell?"" "And you know what he says to me?" "He said he couldn't live without his family." "I said, "What are you talking about?" ""We're all right here:" "Mom, me, Danny boy."" "He meant the guys on the job." "Oh, God, Tommy." "What have I done?" "Jesus Christ, what have I done?" "All right, pal." "Take it easy." "All right?" "Everything will be fine." "Tough, huh?" "Yeah." "Don't worry, cuz." "I'll always be here for you." "Ahhh."