:30:02
Now Geronimo realized...
:30:05
he could sell his damn tar paintings
for a fortune and split the loot with us...
:30:10
if only everyone would
just keep believing...
:30:13
that Izzy really painted them.
:30:16
And all he needed was a little help
from his friends and from television.
:30:22
- Television.
- So let's get our story straight.
:30:24
All right, first off.
Over to you, Stix.
:30:28
I just lent Izzy my room sometimes.
:30:32
Nice room, bachelor pad.
:30:35
Izzy brought a girl sometimes.
:30:38
- He never brought me to your room.
- No, he brought the ones from the clubs.
:30:42
Are you saying that I wasn't good enough
for your "bachelor pad", shit box?
:30:46
Hey, no shit in my box, babe!
Ain't no shit in my veins.
:30:51
- I'm gonna break your black balls!
- Hey! Chill! Chill!
:30:54
Oh, God!
:30:55
- Anybody laughs, I'll crack their heads.
- Nobody laugh.
:30:59
Don't you..!
Come on, Jessica.
:31:01
You want some of this?
Come on, bitch!
:31:05
- Oh, you wish you could!
- Sit down!
:31:07
Izzy and me were engaged.
Yeah, we were gonna have a big church wedding!
:31:12
In Beverly Hills with his whole family
and all his friends.
:31:16
- And no one from down here.
- Vivien, Izzy was Jewish, dear.
:31:20
I know that.
You think I don't know that? Fuck you!
:31:24
- Well, fuck you!
- Fuck you!
:31:26
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you!
:31:27
Oh, well, if it isn't the Virgin Mary.
:31:31
She did it, she messed him up.
:31:34
- He was gonna marry me. That slut!
- No, no, no, Vivien!
:31:39
He didn't rape her.
:31:41
She wanted it!
:31:47
Jesus Christ!
You guys are all fucking nuts.
:31:50
I may be a drunk,
but my brain is still functioning.
:31:53
I ain't no freaky-deaky
Yankee noodles, like you are.
:31:56
No, sit down, you are drunk.
:31:58
All right, all right. We're all fucking
noodle soups in our heads here.