Transcript: Volume 4, Track 3

Ray: I need an ashtray.

Peter: Very good. I don't care if you need an ashtray. Call 'em.

[phone rings]

Ray: Hello. Yes, who is calling. I'm sorry I can't understand a word you're sayin'.

[unintelligible]

[hangs up]

Peter: Shut up little man. I keep telling you shut up and I mean it. Just shut up. If you're afraid of something then you call the police. If you're not I have never...

Ray: [unintelligible]

Peter: Uhh... uhh... what I have been afraid of is that you would kill me. Now stop it.

Ray: That's what I'm afraid of.

Peter: No I would never do that.

Ray: I wouldn't dare go to sleep. You'd kill me you dirty son of a bitch.

Peter: Alright then you sleep out here with Tony. Whatever.

Ray: No. No. Nobody should be safe around you. I'm sorry. I'm... I'm afraid to go to sleep.

Peter: Uhh you're the one that uhh caused this.

Ray: No.

Peter: Look. Look. You got a ashtray out there. Why don't you pick it up off the floor?

Ray: Why don't you mind your own...

Peter: Why don't you pick it up off the floor? Dummy?

Ray: Why don't you mind your own fuckin' business?

Peter: Dummy?

Ray: I'm afraid to go to sleep.

Peter: That's Tony's ashtray.

Ray: 'Cause I....

Peter: Why don't you get it off the floor?

Ray: 'Cause you probably threw mine away. I... I...

Peter: I didn't throw yours away. Idiot. I was... I was dressed in this. I was... I was dressed in a robe. And he called and I... I'll tell you what uhh Ray. I want you outta here at the end of the month. Tony and I can live here or I can get somebody else to live here. But I'm not gonna take this.

Ray: Alright I...

Peter: Shut up little man! I'm not gonna take this.

Ray: Would you mind shuttin' you fuckin' mouth [unintelligible]

Peter: No I won't little man!

Ray: Shut your fuckin' mouth.

Peter: Little man. Shut up.

Ray: Tony, if you're willin' to... to take 'im... you're right. He's right. Uhh you can pay the other three fifty or [unintelligible]

Peter: I can find somebody else to pay it.

Ray: [unintelligible]

Peter: It doesn't matter whether it's Tony or who it is.

Ray: No. No.

Peter: It is uhh not going to [unintelligible]

Ray: I'm gonna go out and get a pack of cigarettes you stupid son of a...

Peter: Yeah get me some uhh vodka.

Ray: Fuck you you cocksucker.

Peter: Get me some vodka.

Ray: Go to hell.

Peter: You owe me vodka.

Ray: You drank it yourself.

Peter: No I didn't.

Tony: Ray.

Peter: No I didn't.

Tony: Ray. You goin' to get cigarettes?

Ray: Yes.

Tony: Hey get me a pack.

Peter: Get me some vodka sir.

Ray: I won't get you a fuckin'...

Peter: You stole my money and you uhh....

Ray: I won't get you...

Peter: ...put me in jail uhh god.

Ray: I don't wanna hear your shit.

Peter: Go ahead. You're... that's the way you are.

Ray: You wanna cigarettes? You said [unintelligible]

Peter: I don't want cigerettes. I have cigarettes.

Ray: Nah that's alright.

Peter: I always do have cigarettes.

Tony: [unintelligible]

Peter: And I don't ask for money either.

Ray: I'll pay... I'll pay [unintelligible]

Peter: I don't ask for money. You do every time.

Ray: I don't...

Peter: You're a cheap little bitch.

Ray: I don't ask for money.

Tony: Yeah, a buck seventy-five. Get me a pack of Marlboro.

Peter: Uhh and decent vodka.

Ray: Marlboro [unintelligible]

Tony: Yeah.

Ray: No way. You cocksucker. I wouldn't buy you a fuckin' [unintelligible]

Peter: Of course you drank it all up.

Ray: I don't drink your fuckin'...

Peter: You drank it.

Ray: You're a lyin' son of a bitch.

Peter: I am not a lying son of a bitch. You know exactly what happened. You drank it and you drunk the wine and you were drunk. And that is why you did what you did.

Ray: Marlboro...

Tony: Lights.

Ray: Lights.

[Ray leaves]

Peter: I'm sorry Tony.

Tony: Well hey I don't know nothin' about this but...

Peter: I know. But he's drunk... he's drunk all the vodka and he's drunk all the wine. And that's what happened again. And he called the police on me so I got picked up and I... I was in bed. I had to put on my pajamas and wearing a robe. This robe I wear when I go out... during the night. If I go out to get some ice water or something.

Tony: Heh

Peter: This is what I was wearing.

Tony: Heh. [unintelligible]

Peter: And they said put on your pants.

Tony: Heh.

Peter: So I put on my pants.

[unintelligible]

Peter: [unintelligible] uhh Park Station.

Tony: That's fucked up.

Peter: There I was in there for three hours.

Tony: And no fuckin' money.

Peter: I got out. I had no money. I had to walk all the way home from Stanyan and the Park Station. I did have a dollar and I got some change and I called Ray to tell him I didn't have any keys and to let me in. I'm not going to take this any more Tony. I'm really not. This is what happened a couple of days ago. I finally blew up. Because you see, when you can take something no longer you do have to blow up. And that's what I did couple days ago. I'm not gonna have it.

Tony: I tell you what. I ain't gonna let the dinner go to hell. I'm gonna indulge in a little bit of it then.

Peter: Well I would hope so. They was dinner made you see.

Tony: I see.

Peter: Becasue you see it was a hot day and we figured... I figured well the... it would be nice to have... just a cool... just a thing that you can... uhh there's uhh dressing in there. I was going to make more dressing but that didn't happen either. And there's bread there if you wanna make sandwiches.

Tony: Yeah I... I made a sandwich earlier.

Peter: Yes. OK. Fine. But you see that's what it was supposed to be. But god damn it. I'm sorry uhh Tony. I cannot take this from...

Tony: Yeah I can't let that go to hell.

Peter: You what?

Tony: [unintelligible]

Peter: [unintelligible] go to hell?

Tony: I said I can't let this dinner go to hell.

Peter: No. It was all ready. That was dinner and then... then he screwed it up. I didn't even have any socks. I don't have socks on. Barefoot [unintelligible] shoes. I had this instead of a shirt. Because [unintelligible] I will not take it any more. I'm serious about that Tony. I will not. I... he seems to think that he is such a great great great uhh something-or-other. I don't know. To me he is the most slobby thing that I've ever seen in my life. I can't live with that. I cannot [unintelligible] pull all the shit that he does. He gets drunk. He does this crap. He drank uhh my vodka. I bought a bottle of vodka. I drank about this much and he drunk down to here. [unintelligible]

Tony: Yeah I didn't know about that [unintelligible]

Peter: Now he pulled this other shit. And I will not take it any more. Since uhh... that is why I blew up several days ago and I've [unintelligible] to get away from him. 'Cause I told him what a bastard he is. And he didn't like it and so I... I've been... staying away for the last couple of days. This morning I came out. The... [sigh] His shit that he needed and then he found it [unintelligible]. He said I did it all. I... I'm sorry I don't take stuff like that. OK I talked to Don about it and he uhh... I don't know that Don's gotten [unintelligible]. He said, "My god Peter! You've never stolen from anybody! You've always helped people all you life!" I said, "I know."

Tony: You got some other shit in the mail today.

Peter: Yeah. Yeah [unintelligible]. And [unintelligible] got down there. You gave me that dollar and I was gonna get four cents.

Tony: [unintelligible]

Peter: The crazy money machine was out of dollars and cents. I had five dimes. [unintelligible] and I got [unintelligible]

Tony: Heh.

Peter: I could've made it two stamps. But I'll buy some more stamps. Seven of 'em.

Tony: [unintelligible]

Peter: [unintelligible] because uhh hey. Sometimes you need to mail something and... see uhh uhh that's why... this is another thing. Ray never buys stamps. I buy his FastPass for him. I've... uhh that... that's what we got into the other day too. He says, "I... I don't want the newspaper." I said, "Well I'm paying for it." And I paid for all the magazines. I paid uhh forty dollars in the last two months [unintelligible]. "[unintelligible]" Well I don't care. I... I... I think that it's nice to have these. I don't know what to say.

Tony: I know [unintelligible] money [unintelligible] go get [unintelligible].

Peter: Well he wouldn't go get it because I told him, "Hey. [unintelligible] not paying for it." [unintelligible]

Tony: Yeah.

Peter: So he decided he wouldn't do it. In the meantime he's tells me I'm not paying for anything. I'm not buying food. I'm not doing this. I'm not doing that and I hate it. And when I quit that's when it looks like it looks like right now.

Tony: Mmm hmm.

Peter: [cough cough] I quit for three days uhh... [unintelligible] last two days. I can't do it. And I start doing it again today but here... here's this [unintelligible]. But no I'm... I'm... I'm sorry about it Tony. I don't know what to say. I just don't understand. Now god damn I'll get so sick of this. Today he asked me that, "Well..." He said, "Well how much janitor work is there?"

[Ray returns]

Ray: Go on ahead. Marlboro hard pack.

Tony: Thanks man.

Ray: You're welcome. It ain't happenin'. [unintelligible]

Peter: They're much cheaper here [unintelligible] Walgreens. Walgreens was closed.

Ray: [unintelligible]

Peter: They're very good but they were closed.

Ray: [unintelligible]

Peter: I know. It's 12:08.

Ray: [unintelligible]

Peter: Don't do it again please.

Ray: I won't tell you another fuckin' thing alright? They didn't have what I wanted. They did have the Kool 100s but they didn't have the damn Marlboro hard pack and they didn't [unintelligible].

Peter: I can't believe it.

Ray: So I said, "Well... hey... I'm gonna walk out and go to a different store." And they said...

Peter: They said, "Good luck." I mean look. This is one of your stories that you're telling.

Ray: Good you cocksucker! Believe any fuckin' thing you wanna believe. I don't give a shit. But I... I tried to buy 'em at Walgreens and they didn't have 'em.

Peter: Walgreens...

Ray: One yes. None of the others.

Peter: Walgreens is closed.

Ray: [unintelligible] They're not closed [unintelligible]

Peter: Except they closed at eleven... uhh they close at ten o'clock on...

Ray: Good! They're open...

Peter: They... this is Sunday.

Ray: They're open right now.

Peter: This is Sunday. No I'm sorry. They close at ten o'clock on Sunday.

Ray: Go out there and check. They're open right now.

Peter: They close at ten o'clock on Sunday.

Ray: Make me a fuckin' bet you son of a bitch. They're open right now. You wanna [unintelligible]

Peter: They were not open.

Ray: You lyin' son of a bitch.

Peter: I'm not a lying son of a bitch. I know their hours.

Ray: [unintelligible]

Peter: I know their hours Ray.

Ray: You don't know shit. You don't even know your own fuckin' name.

Peter: Their hours on Sunday are ten to nine.

Ray: You don't know a fuckin' thing you asshole [unintelligible] fiercely. And they [unintelligible] a little more.

Peter: Uhh read the [unintelligible]

Ray: I don't give a shit what your little fuckin'... ads say. They were open...

Peter: I'm not talking about the ads. I'm talking about what they say in the [unintelligible]

Ray: Alright piss on you. I don't give a shit about that. That was uhh... they was fine, open and... havin' fun.

Peter: No.

Ray: But god damn it...

Peter: They were not... they were not open at midnight.

Ray: You're... well... hell I'm [unintelligible]

Peter: [unintelligible] You weren't there because they would have cigarettes also.

Ray: They did not have cigarettes.

Peter: No I don't believe that.

Ray: Alright you... cocksucker! You... you dr... dream anything you wanna dream! I don't give a fuck what...

Peter: I don't... I...

Ray: Hey look I don't give a fuck what you think!

Peter: I don't have to dream.

Ray: I don't give a fuck what you think you cocksucker!

Peter: I don't... I don't have to dream.

Ray: I was there.

Peter: I don't have to dream.

Ray: They didn't have...

Peter: They...

Ray: ...Pall Malls and they didn't have fuckin' [unintelligible]

Peter: Uhh they close at ten o'clock on Sunday night.

Ray: Oh isn't that nice. You uhh...

Peter: Mmm hmm.

Ray: You lyin' son of a bitch.

Peter: They close at ten o'clock.

Ray: You're a lyin' son of a bitch.

Peter: No I'm not.