shhhhh… (repeated) good mourning, rise and shine. (repeated) we’re rocking and rolling all the way! (repeated) death to america! (repeated!) good mourning….. rise and shine.

1, 2, 3, 4. I got high standards, Baby. It will take a lot to woo me. Cuz I care a lot, Baby. Do you care for all totally? You do, huh? Well tell me: Do you care about homo sapien rights? For all homo sapiens? Child, elderly, LGBT- What about non-homo sapiens? [Unidentifiable, overlapping monologue] CARE. Yes I’m an idealist. But I’m a realist. Am I crazy? For so much caring? Maybe it’s a fantasy. Maybe it’s all a dream. Is it so crazy? To want world peace a reality?

1 I care (repeated umpteenth times) I care about you. I care about myself. Self-care. I care about us. All of us, I care about the world, I care about the universe. 2 Do you care? (repeated umpteenth times) Do you care about yourself? Do you care about me? Do you care about her? Do you care about him? Do you care about them? Do care about the stranger sitting next to you on the bus? Do you care about family? Do you care about friends? Do you care about the world? Do you care about the universe? Who do you care for? What do you care for? 3 Do we care? (repeated umpteenth times) Do we care? Do we say we care but do we really care? What do we care about? Who do we care about? When do we care about? Do we care about the past? Do we care about the present? Do we care about the future? Did we once care but not anymore? Do we care more than we did before? How do we care? Seriously. Do you actually fucking care? (1,2, you care about you) Do you care about what he said? (1,2,3, do you care about me?) Do you care about what she said? Do you care about what they said? Do you care about what I said? (1,2,3,4, and more?) Do care about what she did? (1,2, you care about you) Do you care about what he did? (1,2,3, do you care about me?) Do you care about they did? Do you care about I did? (1,2,3,4, and more?) Do you care about what she will say? (1,2, you care about you) Do you care about what he will say? (1,2,3, do you care about me?) Do you care about what they will say? Do you care about what I will say? (1,2,3,4, and more?) If you won’t listen to me, (1,2, you care about you) If you won’t listen to him. (1,2,3, do you care about me?) If you won’t listen to her, (1,2,3,4, and more?) If you won’t listen to them, (1,2, you care about you) Then the truth is, (1,2,3, do you care about me?) You don’t fucking care about any of us ("us" repeated umpteenth times) (1,2,3,4, and more?) 2 syllables: I care. ("Do you give a fuck? How many fucks do you give? I give plenty. But I don’t think too many"- repeated umpteenth times) I care. How many times do I gotta say that until you believe me? Do you care about me? I care, I care, I CARE. I fucking love you. The woes of being sentient. Mmmmmmmm Did you care to ask my pronouns? Oh, That’s right, You did on the first day of class Of the new semester. Why Would you ask If you wouldn’t use them? Don’t you think it seems counterintuitive To inclusivity? Look If you don’t care I won’t take too much offense. If at least you’re just honest to me. Do you care To tell the truth And nothing but the truth to us? It’s all I ask of you. Can you do that for me?

John: i gave you a toothbrush. you said thank you. it is so easy. but you make it so hard. i have no malintent i love you. it’s a toothbrush. i have a plethora of toothbrushes. i know it was dream. accepting oral instruments is not your thing. i gave you a toothbrush. you said thank you. it is so easy. but you made it so hard. i never had any malintent. i always loved you. it is a toothbrush. i have a plethora of toothbrushes, still. i think I know it was dream. accepting oral instruments was never your thing. Jasmine: your breath smell exactly like your ass, it smells like shit. hot, boiled, port-a-potty shit. John: i gave you a toothbrush. Jasmine: i need all drag queens, all performers John: you said thank you. Jasmine: i don’t give a damn who you are- whether you perform or not- John: it is sooooooooo easy. Jasmine: and if you smoke cigarettes- John: but you always made it so hard! Jasmine: kiki- girl you can’t kiki me with your breath smelling like hot ass shit. John: i have no malintent… i love you… it is a toothbrush! i have a pleathora of toothbrushes still! Jasmine: ‘hi jasmine- da-da-da-da-da!’ and i’m like girl, i’m only saying this, i’m not being rude so imma pull you aside John: i know it was a dream. accepting oral instruments was not, was never, your dream. Jasmine: you don’t taste that? John: it’s okay. Jasmine: you gotta taste it- John: are you traveling? Jasmine: your fucking breath- John: you’ve had a travel for what? months? years? Jasmine: you don’t taste that lil funny taste in there? John: it’s okay. Jasmine: you gotta taste it cuz I smell a hot, boiled- John: just… Jasmine: port-a-potty- John: brush your damn teeth! is it so hard to brush twice a day! i’m not even asking you to floss- it’s okay- or rinse your mouth with mouthwash- it’s okay, it’s okay! Jasmine: some type of listerine (repeated) John : BRUSH YOUR DAMN TEETH! (Repeated) so fresh fresh, so clean clean (repeated)

John: I feel uncomfortable by your remarks and temper. We don't have to argue. I prefer discussion. I feel you are not hearing all that I am saying. Only bits and pieces. I am not sure if I am miscommunicating or you are misunderstanding. We are human. We feel. Anger is a part of the human experience. I get it. Let's talk through our feelings together. Shall we talk another time? Demi: I’m about to beat this bitch up. John: Your remarks and anger. We have to argue. You’re not hearing all that I am saying. You are misunderstanding. Let’s talk. Christian: Kick your fucking ass! I want you off the fucking set you prick! Shane: Christian, I'm sorry. Christian: No, don't just be sorry, think for one fucking second. What the fuck are you doing? Are you professional or not? Shane: Yes I am. Christian: Do I fucking walk around and- No, shut the fuck up Bruce! No! No! Don't shut me up! Am I going to walk around and rip your fucking lights down, in the middle of a scene? Then why the fuck are you walking right through ah-da-uh-da-ah like this in the background. What the fuck is it with you? What don't you fucking understand? You got any fucking idea about, hey, it's fucking distracting having somebody walking up behind Bryce in the middle of the fucking scene? Give me a fucking answer! What don't you get about it? Shane: I was looking at the light. Christian: Oh, good for you, and how was it? I hope it was fucking good, because it's useless now, isn't it? Fuck-sake man, you're amateur. John: Conversation? Confrontation. Discuss? Disagree. Christian: Stay off the fucking set man. For fuck-sake. Alright, let's go again. Let's not take a fucking minute, let's go again. And let’s not have you fucking walking in! Can I have Tom put this on please? You're unbelievable, you're un-fuckking-believable. Number of times you're strolling and fucking around in the background. I've never had a DP behave like this. You don't fucking understand what it's like working with actors, that's what that is. That's what that is man, I'm telling you. I'm not asking, I'm telling you. You wouldn't have done that otherwise. I'm going to fucking kick your fucking ass- ass- ass- ass- ass- I'm going to fucking kick your fucking ass! I’m gonna go, you want me to go trash your lights? Do you want me to fucking trash them? Then why are you trashing my scene? You are trashing my scene! You do it one more fucking time and I ain't walking on this set if you're still hired. I'm fucking serious. You're a nice guy. You're a nice guy, but that don't fucking cut it when you're bullshitting and fucking around like this on set. Yeah you might get it, you might, but he (does not get it) [18x] Seriously man, you and me, we're fucking done.

The first and only time we talked, you said u had two sons. Then I went on your facebook and saw, y'all don't keep in touch. I knew from the moment we met, problems at home I was sure. But to see your place abandoned... No use for a cure. Do u hav a mother? Or did u hav a mommy, mama, or mom? Did u hav someone? Did u hav anyone? To call on when it got tough? I'll never know much about u. I now kno u went thru it too. Maybe it's too late too say, but ur welcome at my place any day.

Mom- Red beans and rice. Red beans and rice. I'm gonna (cough) johnni- (laughs) Mom- Do that! Alright. Red beans and rice. Red beans and rice. I'm gonna get me some red beans and rice. That's the song.

Earnest: Papa was a rolling stone, yeah yeah. Wherever he laid his hat was his home. Dianna: And when he died- Earnest: All he left us [indistinguishable] (Repeated) John: Where are the others? (Repeated) Did you say he left us alone? You did leave us alone. I feel alone. I’m still here. Where are you? (Repeated) Dianna: And when he died- (Repeated) John: It doesn’t make sense, logically. You shouldn’t have died. It should’ve been… me, who died. A long, long time, ago. When I was stupid and you helped to save me. Earnest: Papa was a rolling stone, yeah yeah. Wherever he laid his hat was his home. (Repeated) John: Well I wasn’t stupid, I was sick. And I appreciate you and mom [indistinguishable] And I know I can’t diagnose you now but… were you sick? I start to think that sometimes and if you were… you were. I know… but did you know? It’s very possible that you didn’t. [indistinguishable] done something? But you were a rolling stone, yeah yeah. Wherever you laid your hat was your home. Home feels a lot different without you. I know we live in a lot of homes in my lifetime with you… But wherever we were it always felt like home with you. You had such a strong presence. And yes, you know, Mom loves her decorating so she makes our apartment homey. But it’s still not the same without you. Earnest: Where did she go? [indistinguishable] She’s looking for her stuff, she’s lost, and half the time I’m looking for her. John: You spent so much time worrying about Mom, and me, and Lawrence, and the whole family… Now I look back of how much time did you worry about yourself. Should I have worried more about you? And… now it’s all in the past, but, I want you to know that, you know… we’ll be fine. We’ll be okay. And, you know, I… I think that not being able to talk to you anymore is probably the worst… Thing about it… And I don’t know where you are… I don’t know if you’ve gone on to the, into the next life Or if you’re still here but um… We’ll be okay. Sorry, uh, we’ll be okay. We’ll be fine. We’re still here. And maybe you are too. Or maybe you’ve moved on and… that’s okay.

maria, uhhh can i get the aux cord? of course, lawrence. you know, in the past 21 years or so of us being siblings, you’ve introduced me to a number of bands and artists on car rides through you playing music through the aux cord. so of course. you get the aux cord. you get the aux, you get the aux cord. (Repeated) i love your style, i love your taste. so of course your music, you can play. (Repeated) of course you get the aux cord (repeated) lawrence you can totally get the aux cord. here take the aux cord. take the aux cord. take it! take it! let’s jam in this car. LETS GOOOOO. blast those motherfucking bops dude! hit it!

I do not have to explain myself. Especially to someone with a wall, so high, so thick, that it's useless You don't need to hear You don't need to see You need to feel. I think, you should feel. You are your own person. I will not tell you what to do. Frankly, you are choosing to be ignorant. I cannot change you. I stopped caring I stopped sharing cuz what's the use? If you won't care, I might as well be silent. Silent. Yes, you silenced me but you did not know I could be strong silent too. I know I am beautiful I know I am kind I know I am talented And you know that too. Is that why you pushed me to the side. I don't want you anymore. No. I do not need you- at all -anymore. I am not mad. I love myself. And I love you. So, God bless you.