Animals

It's almost 7:00.

Save those. Save those.

Ah.

Still hurts?

Yeah, and will soon.

I think a millimeter from my lingual nerve.

Your lingual nerve?

My boob hurts.

Still?

I know. What if I have cancer?

You do not have cancer.

Everyone says you're pretty.

Perverts.

I'm proud of it.

You don't count.

I'm just categorizing some CDs.

Bobbie: Oh.

- Uh, yeah, the poetry ones. - Cool.

- Do you like poetry? - Yeah.

You know, it's like music without music.

Oh, I love this.

- Any luck? - Look what they have.

Do you guys have this on cassette by any chance?

'Cause we don't have a CD player in our car.

Oh, yeah, well, we got a bargain box of tapes

around here someplace.

Um, I'll go look for it.

Bobbie: Thanks.

I don't know. 12 I think.

Anything good?

No.

But... it'll sell.

Oh, shit, this is like 15.

Perry Mary better give me a five apiece for this.

- 16. - Oh!

My little Harry Houdini.

I guess he still has that bargain bin

he was talking about.

I love you.

Now... wish me luck.

Good luck.

- Baby! - Oh, my God.

I hate it when you do that.

Sorry. I'm sorry.

How much did you get?

Perry Mary says nobody's bought a CD in two weeks.

How much did you get?

50.

( indistinct police radio chatter )

What's up, bro?

Y'all got shit fucked up

doing everything the way y'all want to.

He cool. What's up, Adam?

- Hey. - Haven't seen you in a while.

Yeah, just laying low, bro.

- No crazy hustles? - Not lately.

- How much you need? - Six.

Uh, seven.

I can seven for the 60.

Thanks, man. Whoo.

Waiting on the bus?

Yep.

Still with the old girl?

Yeah. Yeah, she's out there.

That shit been hot, man.

Half the block got locked up Thursday.

I gotta get out this shit.

I gotta play that stock market, man.

Know what they say-- buy low.

Sell high. You take it slow, Adam.

- Thanks, man. - All right.

We're in business.

He said it's strong, so go easy.

He always says that.

Jude.

I need a minute here, love.

I need your lighter.

Kind of in a pinch, honey.

Just slide it across the floor.

You want me to slide it across the floor.

- Yes. - Across this dirty, germ-infested--

- Yes. - All right, hold on.

( music continues muffled and distorted )

Women, right?

I'll help clean you.

See, there's more nerves in the bottom of the human foot

than any other part of the body.

It stimulates the Babinski Effect.

- ( giggles ) Babinski? - Babinski.

I still say boobs are much sensitiver.

But Gary didn't have boobs.

So what I would do is I would tie him up,

and then I would nail a bunch of pins

to the bottom of his feet, like a hundred of them,

- and he'd never walk again. - ( laughs )

- What's wrong? - It's no use.

I'm sorry. I just-- I did too much shit.

- I could-- - No.

- I could-- - I know, I know.

I'm sorry.

Bobby: Wax on, wax off.

Ooh-chop. I love his little karate outfit.

Oh, my God, amazing. Two windows over.

Jude: Holy crackers.

I want that to be us one day.

Top left.

Woman: Jesus.

30 seconds, go.

Hi there.

Are you lonely tonight? Do you need a little company?

Well, I'm a sexy, horny college girl

looking to blow off a little steam,

if you know what I mean.

So call Roxy at mailbox 721.

Done.

- How was that? - It was good.

Let me do it again.

No, it's good. I want some of that.

Roxy? Really?

Yeah.

I went to high school with a girl named Roxy.

She had a lisp.

We're too early.

What are we gonna do for an hour?

How do I look?

Like a guy who works at a funeral home.

Like the handsomest guy who works in a funeral home.

Just act like we belong.

We do.

Do you think a prayer gets more attention

if it's wrapped in a $10 bill?

Nah. A 20 maybe.

I could price, you know, 4,000 CDs in a year,

and wouldn't even come close.

No, shit!

I've always wanted one of these.

Oh, how perfect would this be for our road trip?

Let's keep it.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

How close are we?

We are...

here.

Aw, yeah.

Look at that landscaping.

I need a hit for this. Do you have anything?

- I'm out. - No.

I gotta like a rinse. That's it.

Shit.

Don't forget to honk this time.

Take this.

- For what? - For protection.

What am I gonna do? Put up shelves?

So... welcome.

Make yourself comfortable.

- Wow. - Yeah, I was just watching the game.

Announcer: ...have already surpassed their sack total

from all of last season.

Woman: Turn it off.

Announcer: They have nine sacks, have six--

I'm, uh-- my name is--

Oh, it doesn't matter. I'm gonna call you Guy.

If that's okay with you, Guy.

Sure.

Yeah.

Sit, Guy, you're making me nervous.

Oh... I'm sorry.

So what do you do?

Uh, I'm in, uh--

I work at the Board of Trade.

You must be good at your job.

Oh, you know.

I do all right.

I had some good things happen in grains.

I work in grains.

Cool.

Not at all.

But, you know, it's a job, though.

So you're gonna behave yourself, right?

Hmm?

We can do our business without Frank

having to come in here and watch us the whole time.

Oh, y-yeah. Yeah.

Of course.

Good.

I hate it when he watches.

I have some cocaine.

Yeah-oh.

Do you, um-- do you party?

This is-- well.

It's supposed to be pretty good stuff.

So, well, you know, it's an option.