An outrageous scene that he cleaned up perfectly and felt good about.
They woke him with their fight. All right! Happy birthday!
He was down there again on step six, feeling rich with memories, really comfortable.
He'd missed part of it but could tell it had to do with Sarah-the best ones always did.
She'd graduated college with honors, had been accepted to the first medical school of her choice, and Doctor was flying up to see her, rewarding her with money, a new wardrobe, and a trip abroad, all expenses paid-first- class airfare, the best hotels, a couple of charge cards.
When the hell did you ever give me anything like that? When the hell did you ever deserve it?
Screw you, you cheap bastard. I gave you my life, that's all. Ruined myself for you! Here we go again.
Don't sigh at me, you bastard. You're damned right here we go again. Don't think for a minute I don't know what you're doing.
And what's that?
Giving her all your money so there won't be any left in the community property.
Thinking about inheritance, are you?
Damned right. What else is there to live for?
Way you're going with the booze and the purging, Christina, I wouldn't count on being around to inherit anything.
Just you wait, you bastard. I'll be standing there when they put you under, laughing, dancing on your grave.
Don't count on it.
I'm counting.
Ten to one your electrolytes are out of whack, God knows how much liver you've got left-you even smell like a drunk. Jesus.
Don't Jesus me. Jesus loves me and he hates you, 'cause you're a Jesus killer. Don't you dare roll your eyes at me, you fucking kike Christ-killer.
All of a sudden you're religious.
I've always been religious. Jesus loves me and I love him.
You and Jesus have a regular thing going, do you?
Laugh all you want, you bastard. I'll be saved and you'll burn-along with that little hook-nosed bitch and her hooknosed mother. I'd take you to the cleaners right now, show the world what a thief you are if it didn't mean they'd stick their grubby hands in the pot, get their kike shyster lawyers to take it all away from me.
I thought I was giving it to them, anyway.
Don't try to shit me, Charles. I know what you're up to.
Fine, fine, whatever you say.
I say your hook-nosed bitches are going to burn along with you. I say I'll be damned if they clean me out before they do it.
Sarah's a terrific kid. She's earned it. I'll give her what I want.
I'll bet.
What's that supposed to mean?
No smile anymore? You know exactly what I mean.
You're disgusting. Get the hell out of my sight.
And your little hook-nose bitch, she's pure class, with her hairy legs and nose like a-
Lillian's a thousand times the woman you'll ever be.
-parrot beak. Real classy, that nose, huh?
Shut up, Christina-Shut up, Christina-trying to throw me out with the trash, are you? Well, I wasn't so disgusting when you wanted shiksa pussy, was I? Ignoring me, hotshot? You didn't ignore me when you wanted shiksa pussy, when shiksa pussy was all you wanted. You kicked your hook-nose bitch out so you could have some of this, c'mere, look-all blonde and sweet and ready to-
You're repulsive. Cover yourself.
Hook-nosed bitches don't have this, do they? Hook-nosed bitches are all hairy and smelly and dirty, just like the animals they are. Hook-nose Lillian, hook-nose Sarah- Shut your mouth!
Ah, that wipes the smile off your face, the thought of your He angel having a dirty- Shut up before I-
Before you what? Beat me up? Kill me? Go ahead. I'll come back to haunt you, dance on your grave. Enough.
Not enough, Charles. It's never enough, because you're a king, lying bastard who wants to give away what's mine to some little slut because she's convinced him she's the fucking
Virgin Mary or something. What do you think, you stupid bastard. she doesn't have one too? How do you think she got into med school? Got on her knees for some admissions officer and-
