[Lip exits police station to find Clyde waiting for him]
Nice ghetto job on the windows.
Clyde
Yeah, some drunk asshole smashed them with a tire iron.
Must have been pretty drunk.
Clyde
Must have been.
Clyde
Against my better judgment, yeah.
I thought they, uh, screwed up the paperwork, made a mistake.
Clyde
May have been a mistake.
Too early to know for sure.
Clyde
You need help. I know a place. Not fancy, but they get the job done.
Clyde
You're a drunk. Believe me, I know whereof I speak.
Look, I got to go to class.
Clyde
You're joking, right?
Well, classical mechanics. Frankel.
Clyde
You took a swing at a campus cop. Believe me, you're as good as expelled.
Oh, fuck 'em. I was sick of it anyway.
Clyde
Sure. fuck 'em. Of course. You've got a problem, Lip. It's time to grow up and deal with it.
That's kind of strange coming from you. You know, kettle, pot, black, all that.
Clyde
I've been in and out five times.
Well, it doesn't say much for the whole rehab thing, does it?
Clyde
I had two doctorates. I had two kids and tenure before I started drinking. You're 22. Look, you go, you work the steps. I'll see what I can do about getting you a job in the field when you get out. Come on, get in. I'll drive you over there.
My sister's getting married tomorrow.
Clyde
Congratulations.
Clyde
Right.
Hey, can I get a ride to the El?
Clyde
No.
And show up for your court appearance.
Clyde
I can't afford to forfeit the bail.
Clyde
So... you did it.
Clyde
How was it?
It was pretty boring, actually.
Clyde
Get anything out of it?
Oh, yeah. I learned a lot.
Clyde
Like what?
The people in there are pretty fucked up, definitely need to quit drinking.
Clyde
[Chuckles] That a fact?
And I learned, uh... a lot of new clichés. One day at a time.
Clyde
This too shall pass. Keep it simple. Do the next right thing. Let go, let God.
They're big on clichés in AA.
Clyde
It doesn't mean they're not true. So... can I take you to a meeting?
Hey, you're going to meetings now?
Clyde
No. I just said I'd take you to one.
[Referring to cardboard substituting a vehicle window] Never got that fixed, huh?
Clyde
[Sighs] Been meaning to take care of it. Come on. I'll give you a lift.
Clyde
"Yo"?! That your way of committing to a life in the ghetto in one syllable or less?
Clyde
What's up is I need an answer. Am I cancelling my office hours so I can testify on your behalf or not?
What are you talking about?
Clyde
Your appeal hearing.
I thought told you to cancel that.
Clyde
And I didn't listen.
Clyde
'Cause you're stubborn as hell but generally not stupid, so I thought you might come around. And because the 20 Gs you owe me for rehab aren't likely to get paid back on a dishwasher's salary.
Clyde
Is "fuck you" the new thank you?!
Clyde
Then fuck you too. I'll see you at noon at the Provost's office. And maybe bring a witness to vouch for your character. With that mouth, you're gonna need it.
Your professor? We at the eavesdropping stage of our casual relationship?
You going to that college hearing thing?
'Cause I think brains are sexy in a man.
Hey, are we at that "kissing in public" stage of our casual relationship? We smell so bad.
Clyde
[Calls Lip] I trust you licked your wounds by now.
Clyde
I scored you an interview. Hedge fund. Just went public.
Clyde
Yes.
Clyde
But this one pays. I need you to go in tomorrow morning. Early. Real early. We're on Wall Street time. Come on. I feel rotten I put you through that board of appeal bullshit. Ease my conscience and make a buck. Two birds, one stone.
Clyde
You still washing diner dishes?
Text me the details, okay?
Clyde
Good. Don't blow it.