Cecil Sweeney:
My house. You think this is a sign?
Lou Benzoa:
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Yeah, it's a sign your house is gone.
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Moonie Pottie:
Why can't I just be alone?
Francis Pottie:
[angry; points up the stairs] All right, Mooney, go to your room!
Moonie Pottie:
I don't have a room! I sleep in the hall, remember?
Lou Benzoa:
The Hudson River is filled with piss, cola, and sludge, OK? There's hardly any water in it.
Cecil Sweeney:
Class is over, Joey, go eat some Halibut.
Lou Benzoa:
Hey, this the boxing club?
Boxing Trainer:
Yep.
Lou Benzoa:
So, you guys use standing eight-counts or what?
Boxing Trainer:
Let them kill each other, pretty much.
Tammy:
And then, I find out he has three kids already. He said that he had a vasectomy. Jesus.
Lou Benzoa:
Are you sure he didn't say tonsillectomy?
Lou Benzoa:
This is crazy. Wish we had some sorta sign.
Boy:
[the boy in the sweater and skirt walks up to them, smiling shyly] This was my mother's sweater. She was wearing it when she died, after she ate a grilled-cheese sandwich.
[he walks off]
Lou Benzoa:
That's not... really helpful to us in any way, is it?
Moonie Pottie:
I don't think so.
Lou Benzoa:
He looked good, though.
Moonie Pottie:
Yeah, he did.
Moonie Pottie:
Ask me anything. I know Lexter Pottie cried with happiness when they named the triplets Rudy, Joy, and Brenda. I know all the street-names. I know how to re-use a tea-bag. I know what they do up number eleven. I know how to beat the crap out of someone. I know all about God's country. Ask me anything.
Felix Pottie:
[as they wait outside their occupied bathroom] What did you dream about, dad?
Francis Pottie:
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