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This is ridiculous.
I know it's ridiculous.
Now if Dante could see me now, he'd laugh.
Then he'd punch me right in the head.
Los Angeles small-timer, supposed to be laying low,
does something he'll probably regret to make some extra cash.
What the ***? I'm supposed to be helping my fellow alcoholic, aren't I?
Isn't that in the by-laws somewhere?
Can I help you?
"Yeah, are you Tamara Jenkins?" "Yes."
I've heard a lot about you and your gallery here.
Good things, I hope.
"Welcome, can I get you something to drink?" "No, thanks."
"Beer? Wine?" "No. Thank you."
We're featuring the work of a local artist in here now. Terry Cannon.
"Next week we'll have some sculpture by John McLeod." "I'll take this one over here."
"Excuse me?" "The red bike? I'll take that."
"Don't you want to know ...?" "It's no object. Gotta have it."
Come with me. I'll write up the paperwork.
Some racket you got going on here.
Sell a lot of those paintings?
A few. But you're the first one today.
That'll be 14 thousand 5 hundred dollars. How would you like to pay for that?
I wouldn't. I'm actually working for Gary Prudhomme, Ms. Jenkins.
I should have known. Why did you have me write that up?
He seems convinced that you're his fiancee. Are you?
"I'm not." "I figured. You're not really his type."
"Gary finds creative ways to keep tabs on me, Mr. ..." "Harlin."
Mister Harlin.
Obviously you're the latest.
Hope he hasn't gotten you to do anything illegal.
If he has, it wasn't worth it.
Fourteen five, huh?
You'd have to be on something.
"I'm Daniel I'm an alcoholic." "Hi Daniel."
Well, for me, it's all in that book.
If I'm fearless with this thing
and I work the steps the whole way through
I get what I want
and that's sobriety.
And I'm not tortured anymore by my past mistakes.
Cause I've learned I can use those mistakes to help somebody else comin' in here to get sober.
And when that happens
my whole attitude about life changes.
All the fear I had
of people and money,
all things I couldn't control.
I just don't worry about it so much anymore
and I can deal with things and
work through things that I couldn't handle before.
Yeah, need a roundtrip ticket, LAX to Chattanooga, Tennessee.
And I realize
Maybe God is doing for me what I can never do for myself