01x14 - Not Fade Away

[bunniefuu]

I did not take $10
from your wallet.

Yes, you did.

No, you owed me 17 from that
time I bought you a t-shirt

at the Stone Boys
concert, so I'm not...

I've got to talk to you guys.

Uh-uh. Uh-uh. I paid you back
for that in dimes, remember?

You borrowed those from me.

I've really gotta talk to you.

Not now, Charlie. Plus, I had
Will pick up that CD for you,

so I'm up like 23 at least.

It's sort of a big
thing to me...

Not now, Char, 23?

...and I've thought about
how to say this...

You're not getting
a penny from me

Hey, what about my dimes?

Those are dimes you
took from me, Claud.

Kirsten's moving in.

What?

This isn't exactly how I
wanted to break the news,

but, anyway, she's moving in...

...with us.

With me.

Wow. Kind of fast,
isn't it, Charlie?

Yeah, I mean, a month ago,

you guys weren't even
talking to each other.

Yeah, well, it's been a
pretty intense month for us,

and, uh... this is what we want.

We decided.

She's really going to be here?
I mean, be here all the time?

Isn't it great?

She's going to live in
Mom and Dad's room?

Yeah, in my room.

I'm, uh... I'm moving
her stuff in today.

Anyway, it's pretty
incredible news, huh?

I can't believe you.

I mean, you just
announce it like that?

A person is moving
in with us to stay.

Even if it is Kirsten.
It's a big deal.

I mean, that changes
everything around here.

No, it doesn't. I mean, Come on.

She's right, Charlie.

You did owe it to us to at least
talk to us about it first.

What?

You guys love Kirsten.

That's not the point.

You don't have the right to make a
decision about who lives in this house.

Our house.

♪ Everybody wants to live ♪

♪ Like they wanna live ♪

♪ And everybody wants to love ♪

♪ Like they wanna love ♪

♪ Everybody wants to be ♪

♪ Closer to free ♪

♪ Everybody wants to live ♪

♪ Like they wanna live ♪

♪ Everybody wants to love ♪

♪ Like they wanna love ♪

♪ Everybody wants to be ♪

♪ Closer to free ♪

Watch it, watch the
door, tilt it back.

I'm tilting. I'm tilting.

Just keep moving forward.

- Ow!
- What?

Oh, God.

Are you okay?

- Ah!
- Let me see.

Just a finger. I have more.

What are you doing?

Mutilating your brother.

Just hoisting some furniture.

That's mom's dresser.

No kidding. The drawers
are kind of shallow.

Kirsten has a big one we're
going to move in tomorrow.

What?

Where are you going to put it?

I don't know. Garage, maybe.

The garage? Charlie, this
is part of the bedroom set

that Nana and Papa gave Mom
and Dad for their wedding.

Really?

Maybe we shouldn't
move it, Charlie.

Oh, please, Jule. It's
like 30 years old.

It's got a history, huh?

Well, we played hide-and-seek
behind it when we were kids,

and we'd put Claudia
in one of the drawers

and pretend she was
in the morgue.

You're really going to put it
in the garage and let it rot?

You know what? I can
definitely use it.

It'll work fine.

No, um, move it in my room.
I'll use it.

Whatever.

Happy?

Excuse me, sir.

Uh, I can't decide.

Would you recommend
calfskin or the alligator

for someone who's into
the bondage scene?

Jill...

What?

For God's sakes, Bailey,
just live it up a little.

Check these out.

Try them on.

Oh, wow. They're you.

Seventy bucks.

Does the size fit?

As if. I'm not paying 70
bucks for a pair of gloves.

Come on. Let's, uh,
find the baby section.

I'm going to get
that parka for Owen.

You coming?

Hey, I got an idea.

Why don't we stop in the mattress
department on the way out,

you know, and sample a few beds,

see how many salespeople
we can freak out.

Come on.

What do you think?

Nice. I mean, it's not exactly
"Silent Night," but it's nice.

What's it for?

I have to sing it when I'm called
to the Torah to be bar mitzvahed.

Julia has this friend who got bar
mitzvahed a couple of years ago.

What did she get? I think
she got a laser-disc player

and some savings bonds.

Savings bonds are stinky gifts.

That's not the point, Claudia.

You know, you could take
this more seriously.

I mean, being Jewish
is important to me.

What do you mean? I take
this very seriously.

It's hard enough for
me to be kind of,

you know, seeing someone
who isn't Jewish.

If we got married, it would
just k*ll my grandmother.

I don't want to do that.

- Get married?
- k*ll your grandmother.

Oh.

Artie, if we did get married...

I mean, if, say, in the
next 10 to 15 years,

I don't meet a single person I
like nearly as much as I like you,

and, of course,
you don't either,

what would we do religion-wise?

That's a toughie.

Statistics on the failure rate of
mixed marriages are staggering.

Life is so complicated.

It'd be nice if we believed in
the same thing, wouldn't it?

I guess one of us could switch.

I mean, you know, like...

Convert?

Oh, I couldn't do that.
I couldn't!

Oh.

"September 27, 1982.

The Haydn is a mess and I spent
the morning trying to talk Avery

out of taking it
into the studio.

We fought,

and in the middle
of my histrionics,

he said, "Let's try it
again right this second,"

and, amazingly, it worked.

He makes me better.

October 21st.

Nick and the boys took Avery
and me to the airport.

Julia cried when I
kissed her goodbye.

An awkward moment between
Nick and Avery at the gate.

The flight was
coast-to-coast turbulence.

Avery held my hand the whole
way and made me listen

to a very bad recording of Mendelssohn
on the airplane headphones.

It helped.

October 22nd.

Avery insisted we knock
off rehearsal early

and go for a walk.

We ended up on the Upper West
Side in a used book store.

He bought me this ancient
edition of Dante's Inferno.

I read the Paolo and
Francesca chapter

when I got back to my room.

It was so romantic.

I just called home.

but Nick's putting the kids
to bed and can't talk.

November 1st.

The recording session is over.
Seven takes of the Handel.

My fault, all of them,
Avery got me through it.

At the postmortem party, I
watched him across the room.

and when he smiled at me, this
beautiful and warm smile,

I actually looked
over my shoulder

because I assumed it was
meant for someone else.

We slipped out a back exit

and took a carriage
ride around the park,

around and around and around."

No. You have to guess.

Okay.

Soft, non-edible.

I don't know. A rabbit?

People eat rabbits.

How big is it?

"Yes or no" answers only.

Okay, okay. Is it
bigger than my hand?

I'd say it's pretty
much the same size.

Yes. Yes.

I don't know, Jill.

Really, I'm terrible at this.
Just tell me.

All right. Close your eyes.

Okay. Open them.

You like them?

Like them? Are you kidding me?
Jill...

These are a fortune.

They'll keep your hands warm so we can
keep the top down all winter long.

God, when did you...

I didn't even see you buy these.

Oh, I didn't...

Buy them.

Oh.

See, the black
matches your Jeep.

Oh, just put them on already.

So which side do you want?

We could flip a coin.

Better yet, why don't we
just see where we end up?

Charlie...

What?

They'll hear.

No, they won't.

Oh, it's so loud.

I can't.

I can't. It's embarrassing,

you know, if I think
people can hear.

Look, they know we're together.

It's not going to come
as a total shock.

I know, but, still,
I feel inhibited.

Well, we can't
have that, can we?

What are you doing?

Snooping around to see what
kind of birth control they use?

Oh, gross.

What are you doing?

Bay, when we packed up
Mom and Dad's stuff,

do you remember
seeing any journals?

No. Neither one of
them kept a journal.

But that's not necessarily the
kind of stuff you'd know, right?

I mean, let's say Mom
did keep a journal,

and she hid it somewhere
so no one would see it.

I mean, maybe we weren't
looking hard enough

when we packed everything up.

Well, we, we found
those love letters

they wrote each other, remember?

Mmm-hmm.

We found that weird see-through
nightgown of Mom's.

We found that picture
of Dad's butt

that Mom took when
they went to Jamaica.

I'd say we found all the stuff
they didn't want us to know about.

It's weird seeing
her stuff here.

Kirsten's.

Hey, Kirsten?

Mmm-hmm?

What are you?

What am I?

What do you mean,
like what's my sign?

No. Your religion. What are you?

I'm... Well, I'm kind of
an agnostic, actually.

No kidding?

I don't know any of those.

What is an agnostic?

An agnostic is someone who
neither denies or accepts God.

Nor. Neither, nor.

You mean you don't
believe in God?

The thing is, I don't
know for sure.

That's what an agnostic is.
Someone who doesn't know.

So, like, your family,
they're agnostics too.

No, actually, they're
Episcopalians, like you guys.

You mean you converted?

No, not formally,

but I thought about it a lot
and I tried to figure out

you know, what
felt right for me.

Say you and Charlie have kids,

would you want them
to be agnostic?

I'd like them to learn
as much as they can

about all kinds of religions

and then make up
their own minds.

And you wouldn't be mad if it was
different from what you believed?

Claudia, religion is a
very personal thing.

Just because their parents
believe in something

doesn't necessarily mean
that their kids have to.

Right.

Exactly.

You're not having...

A weird conscience
thing here, are you?

A conscience thing?

No, no. I'm not.

It's just, uh...

It's a practical thing with
me, You know, I figure

why steal something that
you don't really need?

Don't be a drag, Bailey.

It's supposed to be
real clear tonight.

You could put these on.

We could take the top down
on the Jeep and just...

...go.

Yes.

Yeah.

No.

What?

Uh...

I have this thing tonight,
this family thing.

We eat dinner
together once a week.

It's kind of a tradition.

- Really?
- Yeah.

You eat dinner together?

We did that once, my family,
when I was, like, seven.

No, really, it's very quaint.

Can you get out of it?

"Blessed art thou,
O Lord, our God,

who commanded us to kindle... "

Claud, what are you doing?

The prayer over the
Sabbath candles.

- Excuse me? -Well, I
wanted to do it in Hebrew,

and they've got this
funny translation

that I can't quite figure out.

See...

Claud, why are you doing this?

You mean, 'cause
it isn't Sabbath?

No, I mean, 'cause
we're not Jewish.

Oh.

Well, Jule, I kind of have
something important to tell you,

and try to keep an
open mind about this,

'cause I'm thinking about
it, about becoming Jewish.

Artie and I have discussed
it pretty thoroughly,

and, well, I'm thinking
of converting.

You're not converting.

I don't think it's really
your decision, Jule.

It's not like making me
go to bed at bedtime.

It's kind of a...

A personal choice.

Not for you. You're too young.

That's not what Kirsten said.

She said that every person has...

I don't care what
Kirsten said, okay?

Kirsten is not a part of
this family, Claudia.

You don't just
change your religion

like you would change
a stupid sweater.

It's a part of who we are.

Really?

It didn't matter
much to Mom and Dad.

I mean, it's not like we ever
went to church or anything.

You don't have to go to church for
it to matter. It mattered to them.

God, everyone is perfectly okay
with just throwing everything away.

You're not converting
and that's final.

- Hey, Joe.
- Hey, kiddo.

I'll get C.C. to set your
table up in a second.

Oh, the others aren't here yet.
It's just me.

Listen, you got a sec? I
need to ask you something.

Yeah, sh**t.

Do you know a man
named Avery Baltus?

Avery Baltus? God.

I haven't heard that
name in a while.

Yeah. He was a cellist, right?

He and your mom used to
perform together for a while,

and they made some recordings.

What was he like?
Was he handsome?

Never did a thing for me.

Were Dad and he close?

Uh, he was more
your mom's friend,

or colleague.

Why all the questions, Jule?

So they weren't friends, Dad and this
guy, is that what you're saying?

Well, no, but...

Why didn't Dad like him?

Uh, like I said, honey, it
was a very long time ago,

so I don't know.

Maybe they didn't hit
it off or something.

Or maybe, uh...

Dad didn't like him 'cause he was
having an affair with my Mom.

What?

Julia...

Well, did they have an affair?

Well, no, of course not.

Come on, Joe. I'm old
enough to know the truth.

Please? It's important.
I need to know.

I don't know.

You mean they might have?

You mean it's possible?

Honestly, Julia, I...
I don't know.

Okay.

Not exactly an amazing turnout
for your first family dinner.

Usually no one misses it.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Where you been? We
waited for you.

I came by early to talk to Joe.

Where's Bailey going to sit?

You know what? I'll
just pull up a chair.

Yeah. I'll get you one.

So, what do you guys order?
What's the usual?

Anything except the manicotti.

Hey.

- Bailey.
- Sorry I'm late...

We're late.

Thanks for inviting me.

So...

We don't really have the room.

Well, I guess we'll
just have to move

to a bigger table,
then, won't we?

This is the table
we always sit at.

Well, tonight we'll sit over there, okay?
It's no big deal.

Joe, we're going to
sit over there, okay?

Yeah, go ahead.

I thought this was
a family dinner.

Can I talk to you for a second?

Yeah. Sit down.

Be right back.

What's the problem?

What's going on, Bay? I
mean, why is she here?

Jill? Because I want her here.

Come on. We always said this
was a family thing, right?

We don't bring other people, we don't
make other plans. It's just us.

You've got to be kidding me. You're saying
this with Kirsten sitting right there?

That is different.

How the hell is that different?

Keep your voice down.

It's different because
she's living with me.

Because this is serious with
us, and she's part of my life,

which means that she's
part of this family...

Not some first date.

For your information, this
is not some first date.

You know what, Bay? You're taking advantage
here, and it's not fair to the others.

So in other words, you
get to change the rules

about how things work around
here, and no one else does.

Yeah, you got it. You
really understand.

Yeah, well, screw that.

I'll tell you what, Char,

you send Kirsten home,
and I'll send Jill home.

How's that for a solution?

I guess we're all having
dinner together, then, huh?

Kirsten.

Kirsten.

Claud?

Why are you guys
sleeping on the floor?

Mmm.

What do you want, Claud?

I don't feel so good.

I'm all sweaty, and my
stomach really hurts.

Let me feel.

I think I'm going to throw up.

You want me to go with you?

- Yeah.
- You don't have to.

No, it's okay. I don't mind.

Claud, you okay?

She'll be fine.
Go back to sleep.

Oh, I hate throwing up.

I know. I'm right here.

I'm right here.

It's okay.

Hey, you didn't have to wait up.

She's going to be fine.

It's probably just a
24-hour bug or something.

Anyway, I got her cleaned up

and changed nighties and
had some ginger ale.

I read her Harriet the Spy.

What?

I love you.

Well, I love you too.

No. That's not...

I didn't say it to
hear it said back.

I just wanted you to know.

I am totally, completely
in love with you.

I love you being here.

I love that you got up for her just
now, without even thinking about it.

Claud wanted you.
She asked for you.

All right, and this is, uh...

...some sort of
research project?

Yes, we're, um... We're
supposed to investigate

the early works and recordings
of an important musician.

Important musician?

I see, and you got me?

I got you.

Yes.

Oh, um, you did some recordings
in New York in the early '80s.

That's right. That's right.
Columbia Masterworks.

Well, you've done your homework.

A series of duets.

Right, for cello and violin.

With a violinist named, um...

Sorry. I don't remember.

Diana Gordon Salinger.

S-A-L-I-N-G-E-R.

Thanks.

Digs.

What?

That's the name I
used to call her.

From the letters in
her name, "Digs."

She hated it.

Used to swat me.

It's, uh... It's sad.

She died.

God, it must be almost
a year ago now.

Really?

Well, we had lost touch
long before that.

Oh, she was a
wonderful violinist.

You never knew what
she was going to do,

where her music was
going to take her.

She was completely
impossible to play with.

She was, she was my favorite.

I'm sorry. This is not
what you came for.

Uh, no, um... It's
really helpful.

I'm interested in these
recordings you did.

Well, they would be
very hard to find.

They were the only
recordings she ever made.

Really? Why?

She quit...

Uh, to raise a family.

Two boys and a girl.

It's a shame.

Not for them. For me.

I could show you a picture. She
really was quite beautiful.

I'm sorry. This is ridiculous.
I'm very embarrassed.

It's just that, uh...

I really was in love with her.

Well, uh...

I'm sorry. Is there
anything else?

Uh...

No.

Bailey, look at these.

I love them.

Yeah, you look great.
How much are they?

Fifty five dollars? Wow.

I want them.

Can you afford a $55 pair of shades?
'Cause I can't.

No, I can't afford them at all,

but I want them.

Jill...

I got you something
the other day.

Jill...

I want them.

Hey, buddy.

Yeah?

Take your hand out of
your pocket, please.

I got him.

Hey, Julia.

What's that?

Matzo Ball Soup.

Special request
from your sister.

She thought it was the only
thing her stomach could handle.

So what are your plans for
the rest of the afternoon?

Enrolling her in Hebrew school?

- What?
- Or maybe after that

you could rearrange the furniture,
get rid of some more stuff.

How about Mom's piano? I mean,
none of us really use it.

It just takes up space, right?

Julia, come on.

You told Claudia that it was
okay for her to convert.

Convert.

I did not.

I told her she had to make up her
own mind about what she believed.

And who are you
to tell her that?

She came to me. She asked me.

So it's okay, then,
for you to tell her

she just can just walk away
from what Mom and Dad believed?

Look, maybe I should've
handled it differently.

I didn't mean to...

To act like you're her mother.

That's what you're
doing, you know.

Giving her advice,
making her soup.

She comes to me when she's sick.

Well, I'm sorry.

She didn't this time.

That's 'cause you've
got her all confused.

I mean, we have had enough
changes around here as it is.

We don't need anymore.

She's disappearing.

My mom is disappearing,

and every time you
guys move her things

or tell Claudia that it's okay
for her to be something else,

there's less and less
of her in this house.

And pretty soon, there's not gonna
be anything left of her at all.

Look, I'm sorry, man.
I know it was stupid.

Stupid?

Stupid doesn't begin
to cover it, Bay.

Okay, so I screwed up.

What's the worst
they can do, huh?

They could arrest you.

In fact, that's probably what
they're doing right now,

calling the police, getting
ready to haul you off,

and you'd better believe that I'm gonna let
you sit on your ass in jail overnight.

They'd do that over a
lousy pair of sunglasses?

- I don't think so. -Yeah, it's
pretty obvious you don't think.

Hey, leave her out of this.

Was this her idea?

Jill.

Feel free to call me Jill.

No, it wasn't.

You're just into ladies'
sunglasses, is that it?

Is there something you
want to tell me, Bay?

Well, you're lucky, son.

The management's decided
not to press charges.

Thank you, sir. Thanks.

We really appreciate that, Mr.
Thurman,

and it won't happen again.
I promise.

Isn't that right, Bay?

Yes.

I mean, no, it won't
happen again, sir.

Julia, I need to talk to you.

- Charlie...
- It can't wait.

In my room, now.

I heard about what
happened yesterday.

- Charlie, you don't have to...
- Great.

So this is how it works?

I'm not tattling on you, Julia.

Really.

I just think we all
need to sit down and...

I think you owe her an apology.

- Forget this.
- Charlie, stop.

Maybe we started out on
the wrong foot here.

I think we probably should have come and
talked to you guys before I moved in.

Yeah, you should have.

We made a mistake.

That still doesn't give you the
right to make her feel unwelcome.

Charlie...

You actually think she wants to
come in here and replace Mom?

Do you?

You actually think she
wants to be your mother?

Damn right she doesn't,

any more than I
want to run around

acting like some
replacement for Dad.

Chasing after Bailey,
dealing with you...

I'm sick of it half the time.

Okay, Charlie.

I'm not trying to take
anyone's place, Julia.

I don't know what's going on with
you, 'cause you seem so sensitive.

I feel like I'm losing her.

Julia...

And I don't want to talk about it,
because it's really not your fault.

She is not disappearing,
okay, Jule?

I'm not going to get rid
of any of her stuff,

and no one is going
to replace her.

I promise,

and actually, not that much
has changed around here.

I know.

All we want is to be together,

and we've got to do
it in this house,

because I don't have any choice.

It's not like I can go off
and get myself a place.

I know how much you give
up for us, Charlie.

All I'm asking is just that you
cut us a little slack here.

I mean,

come on, give us half the
chance to make this work.

It's not too much to ask.

No.

It's not too much to ask.

So what's the deal
with pork and stuff?

That's only if you're kosher.

You can't have pork or shrimp,

and you can't have a hamburger
and milkshake at the same time.

Oh. Brutal.

But you don't have to be kosher.

We're not kosher.

Oh, good. That's easier,

because I'm already having a
little trouble with my family

on the conversion issue.

- They're pissed?
- Yeah.

Well, historically,

Jews have always
been persecuted.

So you're saying I should
just get used to it?

Yeah.

It's just tough.

I'm sorry. I should
quit complaining.

Oh, no.

If you're really
becoming Jewish,

you should never apologize
for complaining.

I just can't figure it
out about religion,

if it's something
you believe in,

or if it's just, you
know, something you are,

and if it's something you are,
then how can you convert?

And if it's something
you believe in,

then how can I convert
until I believe in it?

I'm sorry. Could you
run that by me again?

Maybe becoming Jewish

could really be important
to me some day.

Hey, like it is to you.

I just have to learn
more about it.

Like...

What are all those
names on the wall?

Those are people who died.

It's to remember them,

and there's this special prayer

that we say to
remember them too.

Really?

Yeah.

It's called the
"Mourners' Kaddish."

Can you teach it to me?

I don't even want
to talk about it.

He's such a stupid hypocrite.

Yeah, well, he's over 20.

That's what happens to people.

I mean, you wouldn't believe
some of the stuff that he did.

You know, he holds the record

for most days being sent to the
principal's office in a row.

Nine. Nine days.

That's like, that's like, eight years
ago, and the record still stands.

What's your point, Bailey?

My point is, is that I don't
want to hear it from him.

I don't want to hear
how I screwed up

or how, how disappointed he is,

like it's some big
deal, I mean, so what?

So I took something. So what?

Exactly. So what?

It just, it just pisses
me off, that's all.

Well,

at least Charlie came down.

What?

No one in my family was
even around to bail me out.

I mean, a little anger is
better than being ignored.

Yeah? I don't think so.

Well, trust me, okay?

It's 'cause you're not ignored.

Well, I wouldn't mind if
my whole family just,

left me the hell alone
once in a while.

You're Julia, her daughter,

her little girl, all grown up.

I went back and looked
at the recordings.

I hadn't looked at
them in a long time,

and there on the liner notes
was the picture of her.

It could've been a
picture of you.

I don't know why I didn't
put it together right away.

I'm sorry. I should've
said something.

Well, these are tapes of
our recording sessions.

I thought you might
like to hear them.

I would. Thanks.

Uh...

So it was really her you
wanted to know about?

Not me. Why didn't you just ask?

I thought if you knew who I was,

you wouldn't be honest with me,

about who you were
to each other.

Who we were?

We were friends, Julia.

I can handle the truth.

So my mom had an affair.

With you.

So I should know that, right?

So I don't walk around thinking my
parents had this perfect marriage.

We didn't have an affair, Julia.

You said you were
in love with her.

You told me.

I was in love with her.

And she was in love with you.

I read her journals.

I know...

I know about New York.

New York?

You want to know the truth?

The truth was, it was
a beautiful night,

and we had just played Bach

better than we ever played
it in our entire lives,

and we had too much to drink

and too many people telling
us how wonderful we were,

and she had on this
long, black dress,

and she lost her barrette
someplace around 6th Avenue,

and her hair was just
whipping all over the place,

and she was 32 and
away from home,

and I told her I was
in love with her.

And for a moment,

it might've happened,

but, uh,

when we got back
to the hotel, uh,

her room was filled
with flowers.

Dozens of flowers. They
were from your father.

There was a note, she
wouldn't let me read it,

but it made her laugh.

She just sat on the bed
and laughed and laughed,

and I knew I had lost her.

We played duets together
for a short time, Julia,

but she was in love
with your father.

There was never one second,

never one second, where
that wasn't the truth.

Were they lilies?

'Cause, uh,

'cause he would bring her
lilies home sometimes.

Yes.

They were lilies.

Yeah? Who is it?

Did you buy this
new creme rinse?

'Cause it sucks big time.

My hair's all in knots.

You want me to...

I don't know.

You still mad at me?

I'll try not to talk, okay?

Okay.

Thanks.

Jule, I kind of got to thinking.

Maybe I shouldn't convert
to Judaism after all.

No?

Why not?

Well, things were
going pretty good.

I mean, I was actually
getting pretty good

at the pronunciations and stuff,

like, like it's "k-vetch,"

one syllable, not two,

and I really like the
stories of the holidays.

Hanukkah's pretty cool.

I mean, eight days of presents.

It's a beautiful religion

and maybe I could believe in it,

but then I kind of hit a snag.

Oh, you did?

Yeah.

Well, Artie and I got to
talking about death and stuff

and where people go,

and Mom and Dad,
they're in heaven.

I mean, I know that,

but it's the heaven
they believe in, right?

And that makes
sense, doesn't it?

Yeah, I guess.

So I got to thinking
that maybe that's why

I need to believe
what they believed.

So that you believe
in the same heaven?

Well, yeah.

I can't take the chance
that some day we might not

all end up in the same place.

I kind of need to know that
we'll all be together.

Why did you stop?

Keep going.

What?

Charlie, come on.

Sit down.

I have a surprise for you.

You didn't buy me some incredibly
extravagant gift, did you?

No.

Hmm.

Bounce up and down.

What?

I fixed it.

No squeak.

- Oh, okay.
- Which means...

We can still be happy at night

and wake up refreshed
in the morning.

What a handy guy you are.

What?

Nothing.

Charlie...

Oh, come on.

I can't.

It's just a little squeak.

A medium squeak.

I can't.

Kirsten, what are
you going to do?

Tiptoe around the house,

hide your toothbrush
in the bathroom,

get your mail at a
post office box?

So they can hear us.
So we make love.

So what?

You know what? You're
not invisible,

and I don't want you to be, and you don't
have to be, because you belong here.

Let's let everybody know
how much you belong here.

What do you say? Let's
make some noise.

Just don't scream "Bravo"
when we're finished.

God, look at the time.

They going to be
worried about you?

Probably.

Definitely.

So...

Where should we go?

Where do you want to go?

Um, Mexico.

Why not?

Tell you what.

Hop in.

How about...

If we just drive until
we run out of gas?

You got a full t*nk?

Let's do it.

So how far you think we'll get?

Not a clue.

Maybe someplace I've
never been before.

Oh, I never get that right.
What is my problem?

- You're rushing it.
- I am?

Was that better?

Stop smirking. Yours
wasn't perfect either.

Excuse me?

Oh, I never get that right.
What is my problem?

- You're rushing it.
- I am?

Was that better?

Stop smirking. Yours
wasn't perfect either.

Excuse me?

What? You didn't hear that?

Your stomach was gurgling
through the adagio.

So what?

It sounds good as a trio.

Stop smirking. Yours
wasn't perfect either.

Excuse me?

What? You didn't hear that?

Your stomach was gurgling
through the adagio.

So what? It sounds
good as a trio.

Okay. All right. All
right, all right.

All right. That's wonderful.

That's, that's just wonderful.

Digs the professional. I like that.
Here we go.

- Okay.
- Okay, I'm fine.

Okay.

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