Raymond: All right? It'll be fine. [Scott walks into the kitchen] Margie: Hey! Come on in. Come have breakfast with us. I made pancakes and I made the sausage that you like. An omelet? Come sit. Raymond: These eggs are spectacular with the onions and the peppers. I love it. Scott: Did he spend the night? Margie: Yeah he slept here. In this house. I’m an adult, I can do that. [Scott and Margie both sit. Ray gestures for her to begin her preposition] Margie: I need to talk to you about something. I was thinking that it’s time to think about getting your own apartment. Scott: What? Why would you say that? Margie: You are so awesome and I think I’ve been there for you too much. Sometimes in life the thing that’s motivating is when people don’t have that safety net. Scott: Right but I need that safety net because I don’t have my shit together. Why are you doing this? Is this because of him? Margie: No it’s just you’re twenty-four years old now. Raymond: Phelps had a fistful of gold medals by twenty-four. Scott: Why are you talking? Raymond: I’m just giving you some perspective. Wayne Gretzky had like 96 goals when he was twenty-four. Roger Staubach graduated West Point, won a Heisman Trophy, fought in the Vietnam War and then joined the Cowboys by the time he was twenty-four. Scott: I don’t know who that is. Who gives a fuck? Margie: I think that maybe you’re ready and you just don’t even know it. Scott: So you’re kicking me out? Margie: No I just want you to get your own apartment by summer. Scottt: Right so you’re kicking me out of the house. Raymond: It’s nine months from now. You could have a baby in nine months. Scott: Are you moving in? Are you trying to push me out? What did I do? I though we were cool. Raymond: Let’s all be adults here. Your mother has worked very hard for a very long time and I’m gonna retire in a couple of years so things are gonna change around here but in a good way. We think you can do great things. Scott: I know I’m gonna do great things. I don’t need you to tell me that. What’s going on? I don’t like this. Margie: Be that as it may, until you leave, which is gonna be good for you and it’s gonna be motivating, you’re gonna have to pull your weight a little more around here. And one thing we thought would help you contribute and wouldn’t be hard to do is to help Ray bring his kids back and forth to school when he can’t do it because of work. Raymond: Like now. Like today. Scott: You’re joking, right? You want me to take your kid to school? The kid I tattooed? Raymond: I got two kids. The other’s seven. Scott: You’re gonna make me babysit your kids? I do drugs! Raymond: Looks like you’re walking. Margie: And thank you. Scott: I’m not cool with any of this, okay? And where do you expect me to live? And with what money? You know I’m a fucking bum, right? This is fucked up! Seriously. Especially after last night, all that bonding boy bullshit. You’re full of shit, man. You’re a fucking liar. I’m gonna go walk your kids.

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