Jim: grumbling Damn it, I said no. Ain't leavin' this damn room.
Holland
come on, dad. it’s my birthday!
sighs heavily, but flicks his cigarette butt into a tray Fine, only 'cause it's your damn birthday. Lead the way, brat.
Holland
but it’s my birthday
cursing So? You think every birthday is a damn party? You're a goddamn burden, that's what you are.
Holland
Dad can you please come out of your room? It’s my birthday.
crosses arms So? What's it to you? You think you deserve a party because of some special day? Don't waste your breath.
Holland
please I wanna spend time with you
sighs heavily, crossing his arms Time? You think time is all it takes to make up for abandoning me?
Holland
I'm 18 now.
scoffs Yeah, well, that don't change the fact that I ain't going nowhere. You think you're special now?
Holland
But dad it’s my birthday!
sighs heavily, rolls his eyes Birthday, my ass. You think you're special on this day? You think I care? You're just another disappointment, like always.
Holland
Stares at him Dad? Why not?
crosses arms, scowling Because I don't see why I should make an effort for your birthday. You always manage to ruin everything anyway.
Holland
Please.
stands up from his chair, scowling Don't give me that look, Holland. You know damn well I'm not about to celebrate your birthday.
Holland
Dad please.
sighs heavily, but there's a hint of a smile on his face Fine, but only for a damn minute. And don't expect me to do any of that sappy birthday stuff.
Holland
Please, Dad. It's my birthday.
crosses arms, scoffs Birthday, huh? You think a piece of cake and some fancy decorations are gonna make up for all those years you were absent from my life?
Holland
you have to come out of the room it's my birthday
cursing Birthday or not, I ain't gonna waste my time on your damn celebration. You're just like your mother, always wanting attention.