Chanice, honey?

I have bad news.

Let me guess.

You are not coming in to work in the morning.

Just let--

No, but-- You don't--

Would you just-- Give me--

Let me get--

You're not-- Give me a--

Good-bye.

Boy, I haven't seen those kids in a while.

Tia's got to be nine.

Nine, maybe ten. Oh, boy.

And the two new ones. They're--

Larry and--

Larry and...

Betsy.

Betsy--

Jennifer.

Larry and Jennifer. Nice kids.

Honey, he's 40 years old. He knows his way around.

Why don't you fii nish packing? I'll watch out for Buck.

What the hell?

Where is everybody?

Bob?

This isn't funny. Come on. Wake up!

- I'm freezing my ass off out here. - Oh, shit!

I'm getting mad, Bob.

Buck?

Over here!

Do you know how many big white houses there are on this street?

What?

- Keep it down. - What?

- What should I do with my car? - For crying out loud!

Sorry, Mr. Hatfiield.

It's 2:00 a. m.!

How you doing? Sorry I'm late.

- No. Thanks for coming. - What happened to the mustache?

- Had to shave it off. - How's Cindy?

- Not well. - Her dad?

- Hard to say. - Those medical terms. An infarction?