[Sean is a little drunk]
Hey, man, straighten up. There two hot chicks in a party full of gay guys. It's like catching fish in a barrel.
Sean
[pauses] It's shooting fish.
Sean
It's shooting fish in a barrel. That's the expression, you dumbass.
Yeah but if they're in the barrel, why would you shoot 'em? Why wouldn't you just reach in with your hands and pull one out?
Sean
You call up and you tell them what kind of service you want, what kind of hours you need and they send over a bunch of nurses.
Sean
I know, but that's like the fun of it. They send over a bunch and you choose one. It's like American Idol, you know, except it's nurses instead of singers, and you don't get to call up and vote to see who wins, and Paula Abdul's not there acting like a freak show. Actually it's not like American Idol at all.
[seeing Sean and Mike play Scrabble] Look at this: A meeting of the minds and the minds are a no-show.
[looking at the Scrabble board] Hmm. "Tag." "Arm." "It." "Go." That's great guys.
Why even bother keepin' score?
[placing tiles on the board] F-E-L-L. Read it and weep.
Sean
Oh, shit. How many points? [Sean and Mike just stare at each other, Mike takes a little time to figure it out]
Sean
Hey, I've--I've been thinkin' about your nuts. And I think it's gonna be okay. I mean, look at Lance Armstrong. He turned out really well.
Yeah, was that before or after he landed on the moon?
Sean
No, Lance Armstrong. The guy who won the Tour de France like 26 times in a row. (Mike is silent) Whoa, holy shit, bro you don't even know what the Tour de France is, do you?
I want to say wine tasting?
Sean
Seriously, this whole Katy thing is freaking me out. I can't shake it.
So you believe in heaven?
Sean
Of course.
With people standing around on clouds all day?
Sean
Well, yeah.
Sean
We---I don't know about wings. That seems a little stupid.
But people standing around all day on water vapor. That's perfectly reasonable?
Sean
Look, all I'm saying is that there is a heaven, okay? I've always believe that. What it is exactly, that's up to each individual person. You know? Like, my heaven, for example, I mean, there's clouds.
Sean
But there's a lot of downtime, y'know? And you can play video games all day. Oh, and the best part is, if you, like want a Mountain Dew or somethin', you don't have to go and get it and open the can, y'know? You just-- You think it, and then taste just...appears in you mouth, and you're quenched. You know, your thirst.
Sean
[After talking to Katy] You had to be there, Lou. It was eerie.
Yeah spooky. Like in horror movies where the little girl's a total freak and kills everyone in the end.
Sean
Yeah, and the way she was talking, uh, and her eyes. She didn't blink the entire time that we were with her.
She didn't. I was watching.
You know, guys, she's a little girl whose brother just died. She's dealing with it.
[Sean and Mike enter Katy's room while she's sitting on her bed drawing on a pad using crayons.]
Sean
Hi.
Sean
How are you doing? (He walks towards the bed and sits down next to Katy.)
Sean
Yeah, yeah, I bet. But you know what, Katy? You just- ah- you just gotta remember that you're gonna- see him again... someday. You know, up in heaven.
[Katy is silent.]
SWSean whispers to Mike
You want to help me out here, say something? Say something. Say something!
Um, you see, Katy, um, where he is right now, there is no pain. He is happy. And he doesn't remember anything about the accident. God makes that all go away.
Sean
Is that true?
Sean
Wow. Wow.
[They turn their attention back to Katy.]
Sean
Listen Katy, you gotta know that Connor is fine and he's being taken care of, and you're going to see him again."
Sean
Yes, you will, sweetie, I promise.
No, I won't. Because there is no heaven.
Of course there's a heaven, honey.
[Mike and Sean glance at each other and whisper something.]
Sean
Um... See, y-you just have to... believe.
I do believe. I believe there is no heaven, just as there is no god. Human beings know he doesn't exist. We need to feel special, more special than animals and bugs. Because we are scared. We need to think there is someone out there protecting us, watching over us. We're nothing. We come from dirt, and we go back into the dirt.
See ya. (He quickly gets up and leaves.)
Sean
Listen, Katy-
Can you please leave me alone now?"
Sean
Absolutely. (He gets up and leave.)
Sean
You know, she looks like my mom.
Sean
That lady, she, she reminds me of my mom.
JJerry
Your mom is that hot?
Sean
Oh yeah, oh yeah. I mean, hotter.
Really? Your mom has that kind of face? Those lips? That kind of rack?
Sean
Yeah, well, my mom's rack is a little bigger actually.
Where do you come off mentioning your mom and the word 'rack' in the same sentence?
Sean
I'm just saying, my mom she's, she's got like a large set of... of uh, you know, she's really...
Sean
What?
Goddamnit... I was, I was gonna go over and talk to that chick! Let me correctify that. She's not a chick. In a room full of self-involved, young titless little chicks, she's a woman, okay? A real woman. Probably a very witty and wonderful woman...
The rack was secondary, okay? It doesn't matter now. But the point being, I can't go over there and talk to her now.
Sean
But why, why not?
Because even if I went over to talk to her and got her to come home with me somehow, and got her to reveal the afore-mentioned great rack, all I would be thinking about is your mom's rack, and how great your mom's rack is. Not that I ever thought of your mom's rack before, but that's all I can think of now! Your mom's rack!
Sean
Hey, woah. You know what, my mom's married pal, okay?
[Jerry laughs, and Tommy leaves]
Sean
What?
Forbidden fruit, ball face.
Sean
You mean, like, melons?
So, Sean John, you gonna see your new girlfriend tonight?
Sean
Uh... yeah, maybe, I don't know.
Sean
What?
Yeah? Maybe? I don't know? Pick one.
Sean
Yeah, yeah.
Sean
Yeah, yeah, she's doin' good. She's really good.
Nah, nah, nah, nah. I mean, is she good?
Sean
Uh... that's really, you know, really I'm not so comfortable discussin' that.
Yeah, I mean we talk about this shit all the time. It's pretty much all we talk about. Does she like it from the back? Hair pulled? Ass smacked?
Sean
You know what that's a little-- I'm tryin' to be respectful, I respect her-- She's respectable. C'mon, y'know. [pause, all silent]
So, what you're sayin' is that you're pretty much all about... respect now?
Sean
Yeah, yeah. Y'know, tryin'. [Sean is really uncomfortable and leaves]
Jesus, Tom, this is even more fun then you said it would be.
Hey, you talk to T about Maggie yet?
Sean
No. Oh God, no. He seems kinda raw y'know, after the whole Johnny thing.
Sean
Really?
Yeah been laughin', bullshittin' like normal.
Sean
Really? He was doing this whole bristling thing the other day, and in the kitchen he just threw me this really weird vibe. It kinda freaked me out.
Sean
Yeah.
Sean
Oh, shit. Really, ya think?
Yeah, you said he was bristling, right?
Sean
Yeah, well, I don't know, he coulda been stewing.
Well, Sean, there's a difference. If he's bristling he defiantly knows. If he's stewing it's up in the air.
Sean
Shit.
Well, maybe he's just waitin' for the right moment to bash your face in and set you on fire.
Sean
No way, I've been too careful, there's no way that he knows.
Ah, Sean. No offense, but being careful for you is like tempting fate for most.
Hey, Garrity. Humpin' around last night?
Sean
[coughs] What? Humpin' around...uh, no. I was uh, only hump the one--I just--I just uh, make love to the girlfriend.
So you're like a one woman guy now?
Sean
Yeah, pretty much. Pretty much.
So when are we gonna meet the girlfriend?
Sean
Meet her? The girlfriend? Uh...she's, uh, soon. I don't know, she works a lot.
Sean
Yeah, yeah. So y'know. Hey, that was some brew-ha-ha the other night, wasn't it? I mean not ha-ha funny just sorta...actually it wasn't funny at all... it was sickening, kinda.
Yeah that's how we settle things in my family, y'know, we're Irish.
Sean
Yeah, well, hey, please, tell me about it. Garrity.
No, I mean like we're real Irish. Not your generation fake, faggotity Irish. Y'know, what I mean? I know you guys are like 'my feelings' and y'know talk it out. We don't talk it out. We find out who's responsible, then we find the person and we beat the living shit outta them. My grandfather's best friend growin' up, he was friends with this guy for like 40 years and I guess the guy was flirtin' with my grandmother one day--- long story short my grandfather rearranged the guy's face and he can barely talk now.
Sean
Wow. Well, wha--what did the guy say to your grandma?
Uh, good morning. [Tommy throws down his cigarette and makes Sean step on it] Don't tell anyone about that.
Sean
Hey, we all make mistakes, right?
Sean
You say somethin'? [Tommy leaves] I'm a dead man.
Sean
You know what, Tom, this is just you -- being you, y'know, overprotective and thinkin' I'm good enough for your sister.
That is not the issue believe me.
Sean
Yes it is.
Of course you're good enough for her.
Sean
Oh, really?
Yeah. And so are the four other guys, the underwear and the sock guys.
Sean
Oh, very funny. [they get into a shoving match]
Sean
She's my girlfriend! [Sean starts walking away]
And well, one other thing, asshole.
Sean
What?
Don't tell her I mentioned this stuff to you, alright? Please? Sean?