200 baris pertama.
Skylar, get off your butt and unload the car.
Hey, I know you girls heard me.
Go get the groceries.
Did you get more yogurt?
Nope. Wasn't on the list.
I always eat yogurt.
Well, then you should have put it on the list.
Now go help. Come on.
Good morning.
Oh, Christ.
I think I'm getting sick.
I brought you something.
Thanks, love.
I'm going to Burbank later to pick up a new girl.
Where is she from?
Florida.
18.
Looks like she's 14.
Double D's,
but I'll believe that when I fucking see it.
We'll do a cam-show tonight.
- We'll ease her in, okay? - Mm-hmm.
What's her name?
Kayla.
We'll put her in Skylar's room.
Oh, can you tell her or Monique or Shannon,
whoever the fuck it is
that's flushing tampons down the fucking toilet
to knock it off?
They're fucking up the pipes.
I've told them before, but I'll tell them again.
All right. Cheers, love.
Oh, and can you turn the AC down a bit?
It's hotter than shit in here.
Chrissy...
thanks for the breakfast.
Don't know what we'd do without you, love.
I'm gonna fight again.
I mean, they're setting it up right now, but, yeah.
Yeah. Legends Fight.
- That's what they call it. - Hmm.
I'm a legend.
Crazy.
I wasn't looking for it.
You know, it came out of the blue.
It...
I'm done, you know?
I've been done 10 years.
Even then, I... I fought too long.
What makes you say that?
- What? - That you fought too long?
I mean...
My last few fights weren't too good, you know?
I-I lost a couple that I shouldn't have.
I lost the last one.
It still bothers me.
You mean as far as legacy?
Oh, fuck that.
Fuck legacy.
I don't care how some motherfucker
sees me in his head, you know?
It's, uh...
It's useless.
You fucking die, you're gone.
Nobody's thinking about you.
Unless they want to blame for some of their own shit,
you know, whatever that may be.
What I'm talking about is an... is an...
is an open wound.
You know what I mean?
It's a job not complete.
You win, you go out on your own terms.
You lose...
they push you the fuck out.
Couldn't finish.
What happens if you lose again?
Where does that put you?
You're thinking too far ahead.
No, I don't... I don't...
Honestly, ever since this came up,
I... I, uh...
I feel optimistic.
Optimistic about the future?
Yeah, I guess. Maybe.
I mean, I don't know.
You know, I just... I'll tell you what.
I haven't felt like this in a while.
Well, that's a good thing.
I want to come off the Lexapro.
Well, we tried that before.
It didn't go so well.
Yeah, well, I was a fucking idiot before.
You know, we do it the right way this time.
You wean me off.
You'll still feel some withdrawals.
You got anxiety, uh,
depression, irritability...
Mm-hmm. insomnia.
Okay. I mean, I can handle it.
I'm gonna fight again.
I got to... I got to feel something.
I got to feel my full range of emotions, you know?
I got to be who I was.
Fuck. Fuck.
Ryan, this is what happens
when you don't help me with these.
And I...
What? Why?
Coming.
Good morning.
I'm looking for Ryan Wheeler.
King Beast?
That's right. Does he live here?
Ryan?
Rough neighborhood, huh?
If you're a sex offender,
this neighborhood is a jungle, sir.
I bet.
- Ryan? - What, Keith? What?
Someone's here.
Oh, hey, man.
What are you doing here?
I have a gift for you.
Your chariot awaits.
A gift from your friends
at King Beast and the Middle East.
- You're giving this to me? - Yes.
It's a nice car. It's a beautiful car.
Thing is, I already have a car.
What I don't have is a contract.
I'll give you both.
Talk to Lisa.
Whoa, whoa. Wait, wait. Hey, hey, hey.
I love Lisa, okay?
She does a great job for you, but she's a manager.
Sometimes they cloud the message.
I want you to know exactly...
exactly how important you are to this promotion, okay?
Please.
It's a gift from me to you, no strings.
One string.
You come out with me tonight, let me show you the love.
You don't like it, we part ways,
but you keep the car.
We've been through a lot together, man.
Give me one night.
It's about time you spent some fucking money on me.
I love it. Bring a sports coat, okay?
- Classy night tonight. - Okay. Yeah.
I'll have a car sent for you.
Hey, don't tell Lisa, huh?
Boys' night out.
Take your vitamins, motherfucker.
We're gonna have some good times.
As you surface...
slowly feeling your surroundings...
and when you're ready, open your eyes.
Okay. Ahh.
Does anyone want to talk about their experience?
Tim, go ahead.
Uh, at first, I felt kind of fidgety,
just couldn't sit still, was thinking to myself,
"Well, Tim, here's another thing you suck at."
And that lasted about 19 minutes.
But then I went back to my mantra.
And that last minute was solid.
That's great, Tim. Thank you.
Anyone else?
Lisa.
Uh, yeah,
I didn't have any trouble at all,
unlike Tim here.
Um, I just felt completely still,
but, like, in my soul, you know?
Does anyone ever have that?
No. No.
And then, for some reason,
I thought of a bunch of Smurfs carrying a cantaloupe.
Except they weren't blue,
so I have no idea what that means.
When the mind is still,
we can think of some pretty funny things.
Uh, what color were they?
All different colors.
Oh, like a rainbow.
Yeah, like a rainbow.
Exactly.
Uh, Lisa?
Tim.
Hi.
You are so good at meditation.
I mean, the way you keep your eyes open the whole time...
that is just next-level shit.
I learned it from an old Indian woman.
Oh, wow.
- I would love to get her number. - Oy.
Unfortunately, she, uh, doesn't have a phone.
She lives outside.
That makes sense.
Uh, sorry.
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