12x13 - The Unknown

[bunniefuu]

[theme music playing]

-No. -Impossible.

Stack Bibles.

He can't be here.

He just had a liver transplant.

Seek for yourself. His office looks like a set

from General Hospital or something.

I mean, he brought in everything but the bedpan.

We can get rid of this guy.

Where do you think he'll spend his vacation,

accounting department?

Sometimes I feel like I'm working for Howard Hughes.

Maybe I should tell him I'm a Mormon.

[phone ringing in the background]

This certainly proves

that money can't buy common sense.

Common sense tells me not to let

a multi-million dollar business go down the toilet.

You have got a letter opener?

Don't you have anybody in your office

that can handle this?

Yes. Here.

Oh, thank you.

I am getting nowhere.

Maybe you can make him take better care of himself.

Well, after they get married, he'll have to listen to her.

Won't you?

[Claudia] I wouldn't count on that, Katie.

You know your uncle.

[Kate] Yeah, that's true.

[phone beeping]

[female #1 on speaker] Mr. Sumner has a call.

Should I put it through?

Don't even think about it.

Take a message.

Feeling at home?

Oh, I was looking for some tape.

Like hell you were. Stay out of my files.

But I need it. For this.

We're so happy you're getting married.

-Surprise! -Congratulations, Paige.

What is this?

Congratulations.

-Oh, geez, you shouldn't have. -What's the date?

It's a shower for Paige.

How sweet.

Jeez.

You're sending a kid back home to a father who beats him.

Why don't you just slap a sign on his back

that says, "kick me?"

You're out of line, Mr. MacKenzie

Your system is out of line!

We have over 50,000 children in our system.

We get two dozen new cases every day.

Babies with cigarette burns, toddlers with skull fractures.

You have no idea what's out there.

Our job is to help the ones at greatest risk

and Jason Lochner

doesn't appear to be one of them.

Oh, well, forgive me.

You know, I didn't understand.

As long as we know that there are kids out there

that are worse off

we don't need to help this one, do we?

Mr. MacKenzie, you're beginning to irritate me

because you don't want to face the facts.

One, Jason Lochner asked to be sent home.

Two, home may be better than where he spent

those two days away from home.

Or did you think we put him up at the Disneyland hotel?

Have you hear of juvenile halls, Mr. MacKenzie?

and three, he and his father testified

they were only yelling,

and until we get something more, our hands are tied.

It's a lie. I know it.

If Jason Lochner wants to claim that his dad

is the finest human being to walk the face of this earth

at this point, I can't prove otherwise.

Can you?

Let's settle down.

Okay, class, take your seats.

It's a tough shirt, man. Did you get that for Christmas?

No, I hadn't.

You weren't at the Christmas dance.

-Where were you? -I was sick.

-Sure you were. -Of you.

Eat boogers.

The proper word, I believe, is Lucas.

Sounds worse.

Has anyone made any New Year's resolutions?

More fun in 91.

[laughs]

That's poetic.

Maybe you'd like to sign up

for our interpretive readings this week?

There's still time.

-What readings? -From Spoon River Anthology.

You weren't here when I announced it

before Christmas.

You may not remember the text.

We only spent a month or so on it.

I've passed out invitations for family and friends.

Let's get a good turn out.

-Yes, Jason. -Okay.

-Okay, what? -I'll do the reading.

Okay.

What, I like Spoon River, okay?

-You are sick. -Page 43.

Any messages?

Hello to you too.

Those are Franks. These are for you.

Alright, find out who these people are.

I don't want to talk to anyone.

Oh, of course, since you asked so nicely

you have a visitor.

-This is a bad time? -No, no,

I don't want to talk to anyone on the phone.

In person is different because in person is personal.

-How you doing? -Good. I'm fine,

'Cause this is personal.

-Oh, have a seat. -Thank you.

So.

You know

when when I think back to the days

when you used to come home with Greg

and you'd toss the ball around and you'd raid the refrigerator.

I can't believe that I am facing you now

as a future in law.

-Oh that. -Paige is so lovely.

She's so self assured, so competent.

Why on earth would she want to marry my brother?

Aren't you supposed to be rooting

for your side of the family?

Oh well, naturally, I love Greg

because he's my brother, but

I have to keep asking myself

What is she seeing him? Do you have any idea?

No, no, none.

None whatsoever.

You know, I would talk to Anne about this

but she tends to be

practical about these things.

It means it's a wonderful trade, you know, but she

doesn't always consider matters of the heart.

But believe me

if I thought that Greg and Paige would be happy together

I would be the first one to throw the rice.

But I know my brother only too well

and there aren't many women

who could live with him, or have.

I hold the record for that so far

and it wasn't by choice.

Look, it's, it's

not my place to really say anything

to either one of them.

Isn't there anything that you could do

to persuade your daughter to put this off?

[Mack scoffs]

I'm the last person on earth that has any influence on her.

Or anyone else for that matter.

No, all I can do is just stand by and watch.

So you're really going to do this spoon river thing, huh?

Yeah.

Crack me up, man.

Why? He'll be great at it.

I'm doing it. Why don't you?

-Because he's chicken. -I'm not.

Cool, I'll sign you up.

No, I don't think so, man.

Hey, Jason. Run out man. Don't even think--

-Bye, bye. -Hey, Jason.

Hey.

Come on, I was walking this way. Do you mind?

Yeah, I said I mind.

-How you doing? -Fine.

Goodbye.

You know, I want you to know if you ever need to

You can call me.

So the cops take me away? No, thank you.

I was just trying to help.

Jason, I want to help.

You take my number, and call me.

Better get your hearing checked.

Take my number.

I don't want your number.

Don't you have anything better to do than follow me around?

Or is this what you do all day? Follow teenagers?

I bet you'd offer to buy me an ice cream next, is that it?

You're some kind of perverted standing on kids houses

in a little red Santa suit?

Is that it? Huh? Am I your type?

I said d you better leave me alone.

[dramatic music]

-There you go. -Okay.

Hi.

-How was court this morning? -Fine.

-And Karen? -No problem.

-How's Meg? -Fine.

Then what is the problem?

The problem is, nobody wants to admit there's a problem.

-Hi all. -Hi.

Mack, we've got a problem.

Almost nobody.

So what's the problem?

Ending up in this awkward position.

What's that?

You know, parents of the bride.

You know, I wish people would stop trying

to involve me in this wedding.

What people?

Claudia was here yesterday, and she thinks

that it's a bad idea for Paige to marry Greg.

Of course it's a bad idea.

What business is it of Claudia's?

What business is it of your or mine?

Paige wants to marry the worst person on earth

and she does, that's her problem.

She wants to marry some dying old man out of pity

and she does, that's her problem.

She wants to marry a different lunatic each week, and she does.

That's her problem.

I just think that if it's what Paige wants,

we should try to be good sports about it.

Oh, you want cheering?

Mack, we have to do something for the wedding.

No. No, we don't.

There's no point in making an enemy of your new son-in-law.

Millions of people do it, and I don't care how rich he is.

I never said anything about his money.

You will at least attend the wedding.

Why should I? I went to the last fiasco

and nothing happened.

Let's face it, weddings aren't where it's happening.

Val and Gary Ewing canceled their last wedding

and left me with a room full of party stuff.

Yeah, I heard about that.

What happened?

Well, Val, Val has a problem.

She's, her behavior is unpredictable.

She's always been unpredictable.

Well, she's more unpredictable.

I used to live across the street from the woman, so I know.

But I have to ask.

How can you tell?

Val, do you realize you ran off

and left your children alone on the roof?

They were fine, Gary, and you know it.

-They were not fine. -Well, then blame Julie.

She was babysitting them.

Val, you never called Julie.

Look, I've got a right

to go and see my own mother

once in a while, don't you think?

Okay, okay.

How is she?

I don't know.

Barely saw her.

She left on a bus tour with some church group

claims she already had her ticket.

She wasn't there? No, she wasn't there?

And you just love rubbing it in. Don't you just love it?

That she'd rather be with some Baptist than be with me?

You.

You haven't even said anything to me about my hair.

Bobby. Betsy, come on. We're going home.

Val, you're not taking those kids everywhere.

-Get out of my way Gary. -They are not safe with you.

-Get off! -You got to see a doctor.

Stop it!

-I mean it. -You son of a b*tch.

You'll keep me from my children, and I will call the police.

And I'll tell them you abandoned them on the roof.

And I will tell them that you are lying.

Karen saw them. She'll back me up.

Karen's on this too?

[eerie music]

Why are you doing this to me?

Val.

Honey, you're sick.

It's not your fault, but you are.

You don't want to hurt your children, would you?

No, of course not.

The go see a doctor, please.

Get your hands off me, Gary.

I'll take you myself, today.

We'll see who's sick.

Kids! Mommy wants to see you.

Kids!

These are Julie's test papers.

There's some expository writing, some haiku.

Did you see her short story?

-No, no -It's charming.

As you can see, she's really beginning to apply herself.

Whatever you're doing, it's working.

It's flying by the seat of my pants, but thank you.

Are you coming to the readings this week?

Oh yes, yes. Spoon River Anthology.

I wouldn't miss it for the world.

In fact, I think I can remember some of that thing.

All all all are sleep.

Please. I am so sick of that book.

[laughs]

I think Julie's a little nervous about performing

and it would be nice if you sat up front

where she could see you Fine.

Fine.

I could save you a seat next to mine if you like.

That'll be fine.

A group of us is going for coffee afterward.

Would you like to join us?

It's no big deal. Let me know then.

-Okay. -See you Friday.

Okay.

-Can I see them? -Why? What for?

I want to see what they look like.

They look like pills, Gary.

They're either red, yellow, white or blue

and they're in the size, shape and quantity

that jerk doctor prescribes.

-He is not a jerk. -He's your doctor, Val.

Not anymore he isn't. Temporal lobe seizure.

How much did you have to pay for that phony diagnosis anyway?

You saw the test results yourself.

-At leas, it's treatable. -Run out.

She's only here to help.

You know, you're so naive sometimes I could scream.

Don't you see what's going on?

This man here can't take it

that I won't be his adoring little misses.

So he's planning on making me his sl*ve.

-Oh, for God's sake. -You are trying to trap me.

He's trying to make me look crazy

so that he can get the children.

Well, I'd have to be crazy to leave Bobby and Betsy

alone with you out there at that ranch, and you know it.

So I will stay out there with you.

But nothing will make me marry you, nothing.

And don't you even think about touching me.

You know, that's what this is all about.

That's all he really wants, is sex.

Well, you're not getting any.

[eerie music]

What are you going to do now?

Take care of her.

From a distance.

[eerie music intensifies]

Here.

You want to see these damn pills?

Here we go.

Now, you happy?

Make you feel good.

What's this?

Plans. I'm thinking of doing a remodel.

I like the way it is.

Yeah, but for every day.

It's a little too cozy.

What do you mean for every day?

-Every day. -Here?

Yeah, I'm thinking of moving the executive dining room

and pushing up.

I've always wanted to have it, two-story penthouse.

Well, I'm not spending day and night here.

I could never raise children here.

I might want to do that someday.

Impossible.

I've had a vasectomy.

-When? -After Meg was born.

-You never told me. -It never came up.

Well, don't you think it's something

you should have told me?

It would have been nice knowing what my options were.

You didn't have any options.

I guess not.

-Where you going? -Out to dinner?

You're right, this place is too cozy.

Wouldn't be here this late if one of us

hadn't been so distracted lately.

Yeah, well, pass the salsa.

You know you're always trying to solve problems.

You're always trying to help people out.

Sometimes you can't help them out.

Sometimes you shouldn't.

Don't hug the beans.

That's why there's trials,

Yes, squired.

To dig out the facts.

Maybe you don't have all the facts about this kid.

But I have the important part.

You do. You know something?

-I've heard Meg scream. -No, you haven't.

Yes I have, when you wash your hair.

Alright, maybe have.

When I wash her hair, she's a real pain.

If someone had come to the door at that precise moment

they think you were hitting her.

But I wasn't. And Jason just wasn't screaming.

He was screaming "don't hit me."

I don't know how to break this to your Mack

but Jason is an extremely obnoxious kid.

-I almost dogged the boy myself. -But you didn't.

And I don't care if he's mouthy or rude or obnoxious.

That's what teenagers are all about.

Does that justify physical violence?

Mack. Maybe, okay, okay.

Maybe the kid father did spank him

maybe hit him across the butt.

But I wouldn't call that physical violence.

It's both physical and violent.

Mack, sometimes kids, sometimes kids, need spanking.

It's how they learn.

All they get to learn is that the big person

hits the little person. Think about it.

If you and I have a disagreement

as we often do, do I hit you? No.

Do you hit me? No.

But somehow parents think it's okay to hit their kids.

So.

So you're saying you should never hit a child?

Ever? That's what you're saying?

Yeah, maybe I am. Yeah, I am.

Hurry up, I'm starving.

That damn school of yours

schedules the parent conferences at the worst times

and then if you don't go, they blame you

for every little thing that goes wrong with your kid.

You said you'd have dinner ready.

I had to stay after school and practice.

For what?

That reading I'm going to do on Friday.

-I told you about it. -You did. You did.

If you don't have time to go, I understand

It would be great if you did. But if you don't--

Do I have time to go and watch you

be proper and upstanding, when you've done nothing

but try to make me look like an ogre and a fool?

No, thank you.

You said you were going to bring home dinner

not lard on a drumstick.

This is the same kind you always get.

I get crispy.

No you don't.

Oh, I guess you know everything.

Oh, for God's sake, hand me the bucket, will you?

Oh, watch out, watch out.

I wouldn't want anything to drip on you.

Those drops can be painful.

Oh, no, no, no, no. Let me, let me, please.

I don't want you to strain yourself

or feel in any way overburdened

or, God forbid, unappreciated.

I mean, you won't report this to the authorities, won't you?

Please, please. Oh, please tell me you won't.

And this was an accident. Truly, it was an accident.

I would never do anything

to harm my precious little Angel

that I'm shackled with.

Now what?

Sit down.

[eerie music]

What are you doing roaming the halls?

Well, I'm just taking my new liver

on a shakedown cruise.

Listen, tell me the truth.

You didn't decide to marry me

because I was dying, did you?

Because if you did, you're in trouble.

I'm planning to live forever.

That's good.

Well, what do you say we tie the knot next week?

Next week?

Well, I'm not exactly ready.

What's to get ready?

You brush your teeth, you put your hair in curlers,

and we march down the aisle.

Well.

What day would you like to do it?

You picked it. That doesn't matter.

We'll do it on our lunch hour.

And here, read this over and sign it

before we march down the aisle.

A prenuptial agreement?

Yeah, all grown-ups have them these days.

[sighs]

Hi, I'm.

I'm here about the wedding.

Isn't it exciting?

Apparently I have my doubts.

I came to you because I am the mother of the bride

and well you're practically the mother of the groom.

And if we don't worry about these things, who will?

You have doubts?

I've done my utmost to put a stop to it.

Really?

Paige had no idea she was set to inherit

my father's estate when she married.

That little marriage I made on her behalf

remember to the tall Italian

was merely a desperate attempt on my part

to get her the money early

so she wouldn't have to marry Greg for security.

Not that she doesn't love your brother

for his good qualities

but subconsciously

I am sure that she realized

that his financial stability was one of them.

Unfortunately, just when I thought I had her inheritance

the bank went belly up

and the whole thing was lost.

Paige didn't get a penny.

I hated giving her the bad news.

You told her what you did.

The whole story.

She was disappointed, but she understood.

On the other hand,

your brother may not be quite as forgiving

about the three innovative wills

you had me witness.

Fraudulently, I believe, is the word.

And since Greg and Paige

seem determined to be united.

Despite our mutual misgivings

maybe we should just go inside

and hear those little documents up.

That way the newlyweds

can make whatever arrangements between them

they think is best.

Without our interference.

What do you say?

I see your point.

Well, after the wedding,

Paige will be your sister-in-law.

What did that make me?

Oh, I'm sure I'll think of something to call you.

[laughs]

Paige really raked in the loot.

How was the shower?

Oh, it was okay I guess.

At least we don't have to play any party games.

Linda said thank you for loaning her the punch bowl.

Why would anyone throw Paige a shower?

She's marrying Mr. Gut Rocks. Let him buy her a toaster.

The point was to wish her well.

Boy, wish she wished well.

She got two of practically everything.

-You're kidding. -Including this.

Oh, no.

I brought it back and said

that you could exchange it for her.

You bough Paige an apron?

Well, it was it was just a, you know, token.

Karen.

I thought that, you know, she might.

What?

Incinerate weenies with Greg Sumner on weekends

while the stock markets are closed?

That kid's not going to have

any kind of a normal life with that guy.

Maybe he's changed, you know?

I mean, he did almost die.

His wife died

and his daughter was k*lled, and he didn't change.

The only reason he asked Paige to marry him

was so that he wouldn't die alone.

And she only accepted because she didn't want to feel guilty

letting him die alone.

Well, whatever the reason

I think she wants to have a happy marriage.

I think she wants to be more like you and less like.

-Her mother? -Her mother?

Well, her mother may be eccentric

but at least she covers her rear end in public.

Paige is young, she's going to outgrow some of these things.

Let's hope she doesn't outgrow her skirts.

or we're all going to be in big trouble.

-Michael. -I've had it with her.

You know, all she's ever done

is complain about her lousy upbringing.

A lot of kids out there who have it

a hell of a lot worse than Paige Matheson ever did.

She's had more advantages than 99% of the population out there,

and she still can't get her act together.

You know what? Save that for someone who really gives.

Save it for someone who appreciates

what marriage is all about.

What life is all about.

You want me to give it to Linda?

[eerie music]

What are you doing?

-You know. -Look...

Look, honey, I don't think this is a good idea.

Why? Kids are asleep.

Yeah, I know. I know that, I know that.

But, sweetheart, you were really angry with me before.

-No, I wasn't, Gary. -Yeah. Yeah, you were.

And... Look...

I don't want you to do anything

you're going to regret or blame me for later.

-No. -So why don't we wait till you're feeling better, okay?

Honey.

You took your medicine, didn't you?

-I feel fine. -Yeah, but...

-You did take a pill, right? -I did, Gary.

Look, I'll, uh... I'll get you your medicine.

Oh, Gary, those pills are not going to do any good.

-Come on, come on. -No. No.

No. What do you mean no?

No.

You mean to tell me after all those years

of my saying yes,

even when I didn't feel like it, which was often enough,

you are now going to say no?

Keep your voice down.

I think you've forgotten how

or at least part of you has?

You make me want to vomit.

Daddy.

Why was Mommy yelling?

Um...

She was kind of upset, um, but she's okay now.

You two can go back to bed.

Will you come and tuck us in?

Yeah, honey, I'll be there in a minute.

Nobody sleeps in this town.

We're about to close, but I can pour you a short one.

Uh, club soda. I'm driving.

Well, how about that?

Somebody actually come in here

because they were thirsty.

Not really.

You don't want alcohol.

And you're not thirsty.

But you're out all alone

wandering around in the middle of the night

nervous and tense.

This could only mean one thing.

You're getting married.

Very good.

Happens all the time.

Holler if you need something.

So.

You're getting married.

Next week.

Has anybody talked to you about men?

[piano music]

Well, I don't know if it qualifies

but my mother has.

Then you know it.

Know what?

Men are jerks.

That's what my mother said.

Bless their little heart, they just can't seem to help it.

But it doesn't make them any easier to live with.

You're married.

A long, long time.

You must be happy.

To stay married for such a long time.

God, you're young.

I haven't even thought about happy for years.

You look happy.

Do you have any idea what I would give

for my husband to hold my hand

take me for a walk around the block

He can't even get his nose out of that financial page

long enough to sneeze.

If he's so bad, why have you stayed married?

I've been stupid.

I kept telling myself,

"But it's his upbringing

"his background, his style."

Deep down, he loves me."

Finally, I, I decided that

there just isn't any excuse for a person

not being very nice.

I mean, there may be an explanation

but not an excuse because you see in the end

a person who is not nice

is just not nice.

[laughs]

I even kept thinking

that surely I would outlive him.

And then at least I could enjoy his money.

He's damn near 100.

That old coot just won't die.

Sad part is

I did have a chance.

I had one good chance for a happy life.

Once he said to me

"you want to call it off?"

All I had to do was say yes.

Well.

Good luck to you.

Oh, wait.

What's your name?

Don't you know?

I'm Paige Sumner.

[car honk]

Come on, I'm going to be late for school.

-Okay, wait, wait, wait. -What?

Which one?

I don't know this one.

Are you never wear tie to work.

Yeah, no, I got to go straight from the office

to the performance.

You don't have to wear a tie to hear interpretive readings.

-Makes me look good, don't you? -Well, you always look good.

Well, for an old guy, but you know.

Wait a minute.

You're not going anywhere

until I get something off my chest.

Now what?

I'm sorry I spanked you.

Dad, you haven't spanked me

in maybe what? Ten years?

Yeah, I know, and I've been trying like the Dickens

to remember why I ever did in the first place.

I can't remember. Can you?

Well, I don't remember, But it must have been important.

I don't know back then.

Whatever it was

it wasn't as important as you.

I'm sorry I did.

Well, it's time you said so. Now let's go.

Dad, come on.

I'm just trying to tie the tie.

-Morning. -Morning.

-You look exhausted. -I'm okay.

Gary.

Between Val and the kids, I can't seem to get any sleep.

-What she's doing? -Don't ask.

She spent all night roaming the house.

Isn't the medication working?

Not yet.

How are the kids taking it?

It's gonna be harder than I thought.

Well, I'll tell you what.

You take him to school

and enjoy yourself for a few hours.

I'll hold down the Fort.

-Thanks. -What's Val doing?

Now she's sleeping.

-Any checks? -Nope.

Only requests for donations.

So many causes, so little cash.

It's easy to write a check.

It's a lot harder to help someone face to face

especially when they don't want any help.

Did the best you could. You tried.

Maybe.

What's with you?

I'm going over to the school.

Julie's class is doing Spoon River Anthology.

But what are you trying to do?

Wake up the whole cemetery with that smell?

You mind waiting until I leave the office to make fun of me?

Is Julie's whole class going to be there?

I have no idea.

-Wait up. I'll go with you. -Wait a minute.

-You don't have an invitation. -Yes, I do.

No, you don't. Who invited you?

-You did. -No I didn't.

Open the windows.

Let me some orange juice.

I know you, Jerry, right?

Gary, thank you.

Well, I knew it was a G in it.

Do I know you?

Well, I'm glad you don't remember me

because I'm the one who ate a dozen cookies

after the Christmas church service.

-You're. -Anne.

But I was a lot thinner before the holidays.

You know what they say.

A moment on the lips. A lifetime on the hips.

Well, I can see you don't have that problem

so you'll understand if I hate you.

Now I really hate you.

Boy, you really needed that laugh, didn't you?

[laughs]

Hi, thank you.

Thank you.

Why do schools always smell like macaroni and cheese?

Are you sure it's not your Cologne?

So.

How about where do you want to sit?

-Hello. -Hi.

I saved your seat.

That's right down front

right down front.

Well, listen, about tonight.

Coffee, afterwards?

-I can't go. -Oh, you can't?

No, I want to.

I just can't.

See, I just lost my wife.

Wait. Excuse me. There you are.

Hi.

Frank, I'd like you to meet my friend Bruce Coe.

This is Frank Williams, the parent I told you about.

How you do?

Hi.

Mack MacKenzie.

-Mack. -How you doing?

Well, why don't we sit down?

I can't believe my father is sitting in the front row.

That's nothing.

My family takes up the whole left side.

My third cousin even came with her camera.

Told you this was a dumb idea.

Where's your father?

I guess he was busy.

But it looks like they're ready guys, come on.

I tried to help her out. She died.

They indicted me. The newspapers disgraced me

My wife perished of a broken heart

and pneumonia finished me.

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The Unknown.

Ye aspiring ones

listen to the story of the unknown.

Who lies here with no stone to mark the place

As a boy, reckless and wanton

wandering with g*n in hand through the fores t

near the mansion of Aaron Hatfield

I shot a hawk perched on the top of a dead tree.

He fell with guttural cry at my feet

his wing broken.

And then I put him in a cage where he lived many days

clawing angrily at me when I offered him food.

Daily I searched the realms of Hades

for the soul of the Hawk.

That I may offer him the friendship.

Of one whom life wounded and cage.

There are no laughs in this thing.

I guess I'll talk to my lawyer about that.

That's completely one sided.

Yeah, you'll have to talk to your lawyer about that.

No, that won't be necessary.

I'm not signing that.

What did you expect?

You're not marrying Tommy Ryan.

I own a bunch of stuff here.

I just presumed that you knew there'd be agreements to sign.

You presume too much.

You presume where I want to live.

You presume when I want to get married

you presume that I won't want children.

And apparently you presume

that we're going to get divorced.

I don't expect to get divorced.

I can appreciate your point of view.

You're poor. You can afford to be romantic.

Call me old fashioned

but when I get married, I intend to stay married.

Two months ago, you were going to marry for life

that mutt, Ryan.

And if you hadn't presumed into fear

it would have been for life.

Well, you can thank me later.

I saved him from a lifetime of grief.

You know something? Your attitude stinks.

It was a joke.

I presumed you knew that. Where you going?

What are you walking away from me for?

You want to call this off?

Yes.

Let's call it off.

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