Phil’s matured well: he’s probably better at being old than he was at being young. Billy’s always been a complete menace, but now he gets into the movies real cheap; when he’s bored in the afternoon, he’ll go to a matinée and put his dick in other peoples’ popcorn buckets and just leer at them. Mickey vacillates between the sublime (charity work for sick kids) and the sublimely ridiculous (trying to turn the Golden Gate Bridge into a pan flute).
It’s easy to overlook the fact that Bobby has turned crazier than a barbershop full of Puerto Ricans.
Why do you say shit like that? We’re only gonna have to–
MY OFFICE. NOW!
—have a meeting.
I hate you.