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Secret Lives: Episode 50:Friday 3/30/2018
Terence Trent D'Arby on the Oldies station: Dance Little Sister
www.youtube.com/watch?v=FcUmIRw0N5w
Get up outta your rockin' chair grandma! or rather
Paradise: (annoyed, when Michael opens the door to her bedroom) So, there's this apparently outdated concept called courtesy? You used to knock before you opened someone's private door?
Michael: Seriously? You're up here, doing nothing as far as I can see, while Mom's making dinner on YOUR night, after she worked all day, and you want to discuss courtesy?
Amber: Wow, and I suddenly got this overwhelming urge to go help out with the dinner thing. (she slides off the bed)
Paradise: You don't have to go.
Amber: (glances at Michael) Yeah, he's being all, coppish. I'll be downstairs, in the kitchen, with all the hot burners and sharp implements, where it's safer. (smirks and ducks out of the room)
Terence Trent D'Arby on the Oldies station: I can assure you when you're my age you'll learn from all you've left behind
Michael: I know you think I'm being a bully, Par, but Mom deserves a break.
Paradise: (angrily jumping off the bed) I get it. I'll go finish making dinner. You don't have to grill me anymore, Officer.
Michael: (his tone is apologetic as he catches her hand) Hey, Par, hang on a sec'.
Paradise: (yanks her hand from his) Be careful! Amber just did my nails! (she checks them)
Michael: Sorry. Did I mess them up?
Paradise: (relieved, but still annoyed) No, they're okay.
Michael: (smiles a little) I remember when I used to do your nails.
Terence Trent D'Arby on the Oldies station: Hang on 'til tomorrow don't give up your stay
Paradise: You were nicer to me when I was little. You weren't always yelling at me.
Michael: I wasn't yelling -- I was badgering.
Paradise: Badgers must be loud.
Michael: (his smile widens a little more) I guess so. Par, I'm sorry. You're my little sister, and I want everything in your life to work out.
Paradise: Then why are you always saying I need to get my head out of the clouds and forget about being rich, and travelling all over the world?
Michael: Par, I don't care if you have dreams about having money and going places.
Paradise: But you think I'm only good enough to work in some stock room, sorting frames and stuff.
Terence Trent D'Arby on the Oldies station: Time is on your side would you just watch the clock and let it tick for you
Michael: That's not what I think. (lays his hands on her shoulders and stoops a little so that they're eye-to-eye) It's just that everybody starts somewhere, okay? You can aspire to be the wealthiest woman in the world, but what I don't want you to do is aspire to be one of the Griffins. I don't have a problem with money. I have a problem with them.
Paradise: That doesn't make any sense. If being a Griffin is my dream, why can't I aspire to that?
Michael: (straightens and takes his hands from her shoulders) If they'd gotten their money through hard work, honestly, I wouldn't have a problem with them, but they didn't.
Paradise: What do you mean? Amias Griffin is an investment broker. He basically earns everything on Wall Street and buys businesses and stuff.
Michael: He makes huge windfalls from insider trading. He buys companies that are going under then switches them over to automation and fires the majority of employees. He owns casinos in Vegas, Reno, and Laughlin, and that might sound glamorous and exciting, but that's all on the surface.
Paradise: Insider trading? Isn't that something illegal?
Michael: It is.
Paradise: But, if he was doing that, then he'd be arrested.
Michael: Only if you're caught, and he hasn't been caught, yet.
Paradise: Then how do you know --
Michael: Because Dad found out, and he told me, and he was going to tell the cops then ...
Paradise: Then?
Michael: (shakes his head) I don't know.
Paradise: Is that when he had his nervous breakdown? When he had to go to the hospital?
Michael: That's what they called it.
Paradise: Mom says he was overworked and the pressure was just too much. She said Dad was always a "sensitive soul" and sometimes people just collapse from stress. She said she didn't blame him for what happened, but when he got out, he was different, and they couldn't stay together anymore.
Michael: That's what we've been told.
Paradise: Why do you say it like that? Like maybe it's not the truth?
Michael: Because you were nine when it happened, and I was seventeen, and I remember him being fine one day, and a mental wreck the next.
Paradise: Can't it happen like that?
Michael: Maybe, but I've talked to a lot of shrinks, and his breakdown seems more like PTSD than anxiety from being overworked.
Paradise: Back up, big brother. YOU have talked to a LOT of shrinks?
Terence Trent D'Arby on the Oldies station: Dance little sister don't give up today
Michael: Mom had us all seeing shrinks for a while.
Paradise: Mom had us seeing a family psychologist for maybe a year after Daddy went to the hospital. And then for a few months after he came back and they decided they had to separate.
Michael: Yeah, well, I have to see one for cop stuff, too. They like to make sure your head's in the right place.
Paradise: (smiles) Never thought of you having to see a shrink. Guess you're not all perfect and stuff, huh?
Michael: Not at all.
Paradise: That makes me feel so much better about myself.
Michael: (grins ruefully) Glad I could help.
Paradise: The one thing you don't have to help me with is finding a summer job.
Michael: Come on, Par --
Terence Trent D'Arby on the Oldies station: You've got to dance little sister don't give up today
Paradise: Don't get your handcuffs twisted, I mean, because I already have a place in mind, where I'm going to apply, tomorrow.
Michael: Are you going back to the country club?
Paradise: Nope. Believe it or not, I'm going to try the fast food thing.
Michael: (stares in silence after her as she exits her room) Hang on! YOU are going to flip burgers?
Paradise: (shrugs) Whatever they have me do.
Michael: (follows her out, closing the door behind him) Where? Come on, where?
Terence Trent D'Arby on the Oldies station: Hang on 'til tomorrow I don't wanna hear you're late - Dance little sister don't give up today
(Thank you to Erebus for playing Michael Dylan. Join us next week for further adventures in Secret Lives!)
Secret Lives: Episode 50:Friday 3/30/2018
Terence Trent D'Arby on the Oldies station: Dance Little Sister
www.youtube.com/watch?v=FcUmIRw0N5w
Get up outta your rockin' chair grandma! or rather
Paradise: (annoyed, when Michael opens the door to her bedroom) So, there's this apparently outdated concept called courtesy? You used to knock before you opened someone's private door?
Michael: Seriously? You're up here, doing nothing as far as I can see, while Mom's making dinner on YOUR night, after she worked all day, and you want to discuss courtesy?
Amber: Wow, and I suddenly got this overwhelming urge to go help out with the dinner thing. (she slides off the bed)
Paradise: You don't have to go.
Amber: (glances at Michael) Yeah, he's being all, coppish. I'll be downstairs, in the kitchen, with all the hot burners and sharp implements, where it's safer. (smirks and ducks out of the room)
Terence Trent D'Arby on the Oldies station: I can assure you when you're my age you'll learn from all you've left behind
Michael: I know you think I'm being a bully, Par, but Mom deserves a break.
Paradise: (angrily jumping off the bed) I get it. I'll go finish making dinner. You don't have to grill me anymore, Officer.
Michael: (his tone is apologetic as he catches her hand) Hey, Par, hang on a sec'.
Paradise: (yanks her hand from his) Be careful! Amber just did my nails! (she checks them)
Michael: Sorry. Did I mess them up?
Paradise: (relieved, but still annoyed) No, they're okay.
Michael: (smiles a little) I remember when I used to do your nails.
Terence Trent D'Arby on the Oldies station: Hang on 'til tomorrow don't give up your stay
Paradise: You were nicer to me when I was little. You weren't always yelling at me.
Michael: I wasn't yelling -- I was badgering.
Paradise: Badgers must be loud.
Michael: (his smile widens a little more) I guess so. Par, I'm sorry. You're my little sister, and I want everything in your life to work out.
Paradise: Then why are you always saying I need to get my head out of the clouds and forget about being rich, and travelling all over the world?
Michael: Par, I don't care if you have dreams about having money and going places.
Paradise: But you think I'm only good enough to work in some stock room, sorting frames and stuff.
Terence Trent D'Arby on the Oldies station: Time is on your side would you just watch the clock and let it tick for you
Michael: That's not what I think. (lays his hands on her shoulders and stoops a little so that they're eye-to-eye) It's just that everybody starts somewhere, okay? You can aspire to be the wealthiest woman in the world, but what I don't want you to do is aspire to be one of the Griffins. I don't have a problem with money. I have a problem with them.
Paradise: That doesn't make any sense. If being a Griffin is my dream, why can't I aspire to that?
Michael: (straightens and takes his hands from her shoulders) If they'd gotten their money through hard work, honestly, I wouldn't have a problem with them, but they didn't.
Paradise: What do you mean? Amias Griffin is an investment broker. He basically earns everything on Wall Street and buys businesses and stuff.
Michael: He makes huge windfalls from insider trading. He buys companies that are going under then switches them over to automation and fires the majority of employees. He owns casinos in Vegas, Reno, and Laughlin, and that might sound glamorous and exciting, but that's all on the surface.
Paradise: Insider trading? Isn't that something illegal?
Michael: It is.
Paradise: But, if he was doing that, then he'd be arrested.
Michael: Only if you're caught, and he hasn't been caught, yet.
Paradise: Then how do you know --
Michael: Because Dad found out, and he told me, and he was going to tell the cops then ...
Paradise: Then?
Michael: (shakes his head) I don't know.
Paradise: Is that when he had his nervous breakdown? When he had to go to the hospital?
Michael: That's what they called it.
Paradise: Mom says he was overworked and the pressure was just too much. She said Dad was always a "sensitive soul" and sometimes people just collapse from stress. She said she didn't blame him for what happened, but when he got out, he was different, and they couldn't stay together anymore.
Michael: That's what we've been told.
Paradise: Why do you say it like that? Like maybe it's not the truth?
Michael: Because you were nine when it happened, and I was seventeen, and I remember him being fine one day, and a mental wreck the next.
Paradise: Can't it happen like that?
Michael: Maybe, but I've talked to a lot of shrinks, and his breakdown seems more like PTSD than anxiety from being overworked.
Paradise: Back up, big brother. YOU have talked to a LOT of shrinks?
Terence Trent D'Arby on the Oldies station: Dance little sister don't give up today
Michael: Mom had us all seeing shrinks for a while.
Paradise: Mom had us seeing a family psychologist for maybe a year after Daddy went to the hospital. And then for a few months after he came back and they decided they had to separate.
Michael: Yeah, well, I have to see one for cop stuff, too. They like to make sure your head's in the right place.
Paradise: (smiles) Never thought of you having to see a shrink. Guess you're not all perfect and stuff, huh?
Michael: Not at all.
Paradise: That makes me feel so much better about myself.
Michael: (grins ruefully) Glad I could help.
Paradise: The one thing you don't have to help me with is finding a summer job.
Michael: Come on, Par --
Terence Trent D'Arby on the Oldies station: You've got to dance little sister don't give up today
Paradise: Don't get your handcuffs twisted, I mean, because I already have a place in mind, where I'm going to apply, tomorrow.
Michael: Are you going back to the country club?
Paradise: Nope. Believe it or not, I'm going to try the fast food thing.
Michael: (stares in silence after her as she exits her room) Hang on! YOU are going to flip burgers?
Paradise: (shrugs) Whatever they have me do.
Michael: (follows her out, closing the door behind him) Where? Come on, where?
Terence Trent D'Arby on the Oldies station: Hang on 'til tomorrow I don't wanna hear you're late - Dance little sister don't give up today
(Thank you to Erebus for playing Michael Dylan. Join us next week for further adventures in Secret Lives!)