02x05 - The Invisible Woman

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( Toilet flushing )

( Microwave beeping )

( TV playing ) A report by this entertainment industry analyst released today showed a severe drop in the summer box office results of the major studios.

A Warner brothers' spokesman "poo-poo'd" the projections...

( turning TV off )

( Collapsing sound )

( Knocking )

( Male ) Miss Previn?

Miss Previn, are you in there?

It's George, the building manager.

( Female ) You know, I started to smell something a few days ago, but I just thought someone was cooking cabbage.

See, you can still smell it, I'm not crazy.

Oh, my god!

I'm just surprised.

Why, I told you I was gonna write a book.

No, you didn't.

I thought I did.

What?

I need to get in there.

So, you're just gonna sit down today and start writing?

Yeah, I think that's how it's usually done.

Oh, except for Hemingway.

He stood.

What?

I need to get in there now.

What, you think I can't write a book?

No, of course not.

It's just a book is so...

Big.

Not all of them.

Well, it's just, the last time we talked about you doing something new, you mentioned getting some of Billy's friends to help you open an art gallery.

Yeah, well, I got to thinking, I don't need to help other people express themselves.

I should do it myself.

Well, I think this is great.

Charlotte finally speaks.

The story of your f*cked up childhood, but from your point of view.

People will want to read that.

No way!

I'm not gonna write a memoir.

Well, what is it then?

Fiction.

Really?

That's so ambitious, I love it.

Hey, I hope I'm gonna be in it, I've always wanted to be thinly veiled.

You might be in it.

If you ever do anything interesting.

I need help.

Do you think the hair on Mr. Peterson's forearms is sexy?

Or is it too unkempt?

Sometimes he gets all "tufty".

I really don't have time for this.

This weekend is my last chance to take the S.A.T.s, and I have to do well on them.

Just take a break.

It'll keep you from burning out.

Every fall I rate the male teachers' "fuckability", I've been doing it since the sixth grade.

I am like 400 times smarter than you.

Why aren't you panicking more about this test than I am?

Because I know how to play the game.

I have a tutor, I've taken practice tests.

And my mom's life Coach is advising me.

Your mom's life Coach?

Parker, do you have any idea what a parody of yourself you are?

I feel bad for Mr. Van kirk.

If he hadn't stopped working out, he could've easily cracked the top 10.

Give me that.

Gitterman's coming in at 22?

I was feeling generous.

Hey, Claire.

Oh.

Gary, hi.

See you this afternoon?

Yep.

Gary has a great ass.

You think he has a great ass?

Yeah, like you haven't noticed.

My mom calls them "buns".

She is so not of this century.

I don't care how much she pays her life Coach.

I could f*ck Gary.

Easy.

So, this woman in her 40s just d*ed alone in her apartment?

Just out of the blue?

I mean, she must've had some kind of medical condition.

No, she choked to death.

She laid there for a week before anyone found her.

Why didn't anybody notice sooner?

Maybe they thought she was on vacation.

Here are all the arrangements for her funeral.

They're pretty self-explanatory.

You should be able to take care of it yourself.

Wait, shouldn't I talk to whoever's gonna Bury her, see what they want?

Nate, it's a pre-need, she buried herself.

She came in a few years ago and bought everything she wanted ahead of time.

You have her contact list for family and friends, her directions for the service, and all the specifications about her restoration.

She knew exactly what kind of service she wanted.

So, you'll need to order this sheet music for the organist.

"And I am telling you I'm not going."

Well, she certainly had a sense of humor.

What song is that?

It's from "dreamgirls", you know it...

♪ And I am telling you, I am not goin' ♪

♪ you're the best man ♪

"I've ever known."

It must be really weird to fill one of these things out for yourself.

I had fun doing mine.

( Computer beeping )

Well, I have a test on Monday, I have an art history paper due next week, and I know I could do a good job on both of them if I had more time, but I don't.

Do I have something on my face?

No.

'Cause you're giving me this look.

It's just nice to see you so involved.

And you're taking the S.A.T. This weekend?

I saw the books in the library.

I don't know why I didn't tell you.

It's okay.

I just signed up for it, I wasn't sure if I would.

It's great, you're starting to take school more seriously, and you're gonna take the S.A.T., it shows you're nurturing yourself.

Give me a break.

I'm so scared of having my own thoughts or going in my own direction that I need some safety or approval.

I mean, this stuff is just cop-out distractions.

You know what?

This session is actually giving me some clarity.

I should just blow this test off tomorrow and look really hard inside myself for what I really want.

Claire, you're obviously frightened by taking this test, why?

I don't know, it's like...

When I think about the test, I see this like nasty fluorescent light.

The kind that shows all your pockmarks and tiny scars that you wish you could hide.

I see, so it's...

Very safe in the darkness, isn't it?

Okay, you're getting kind of corny.

Alright.

All I'm saying is you're finally in a place where you're starting to coming into your own.

You're afraid if people see the real you, it'll be scary.

And guess what, it is scary.

For all of us, isn't it?

Don't be silly, David.

You don't need to apologize for what you said about "the plan".

If you live in a neighborhood for a long time, and somebody moves in and renovates the house across the street, that could just make you feel your own house is shabby.

I see.

Did you just insult me?

Of course not.

You'll see.

When you're ready, you're going to live in a palace.

Claire, wash your hands, we're about to eat.

Mom, don't set a place for me, I'm not staying.

Who are you having dinner with?

No one.

I'm having coffee with someone I met at St. Stephen's.

David, if you have a date, just say it.

Nothing ever gets built if the materials aren't labeled properly.

Okay, I have a date.

David, I'm having a problem with the Emily Previn funeral.

Let's hear it.

Well, I've called her entire contact list, and the few friends she listed have either moved or d*ed.

And then she's got two distant relatives, one of which I can't reach, and the other has this phobia about going to funerals.

Some people are so sick.

Now we know why she wasn't found for a week.

I don't think this woman had anybody in her life.

How awful.

Have you called her job to notify her colleagues about the service?

No, she worked at a temp agency.

So, she just had jobs here and there.

She must've had someone that she forgot to write down on the list.

Try her high school, it's on the form.

Everyone has friends from high school.

No, they don't.

Maybe they have people they talk to, or even do things with.

But they're not really friends.

They're just filler.

What, it's true.

I want a glass of wine.

Oh, god, it's so weird.

Who the hell was Emily Previn?

Nate, are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Your eyes look really weird.

Yeah, it's just this medication I'm taking, it makes me a little drowsy, that's all.

Honestly.

Maybe Emily Previn was autistic.

I read an article once about a high-functioning autistic person who didn't need people.

She just had a job designing these big cattle slaughterhouses and at night she came home and sat in this little machine that made her feel like she was being hugged.

That was all the intimacy she needed.

That's really upsetting.

I don't see why this person has to be mentally ill just because she had a life that doesn't conform to some familiar image we have in our heads.

Maybe she was living the life she wanted.

A life without the hassle of other people.

What kind of a life is that?!

"Well, I'm sorry, your honor, but how was I supposed to know it was your car?"

I don't think I could be a public defender.

Well, why not?

I just don't think I could defend people who are guilty.

I guess I could be a some-of-the-public defender.

So, what do you do?

Me, well my family owns a business.

Actually, it's a funeral home.

But I got out of that really quickly, and now I'm in textiles.

Oh.

I like fabric.

Well, I have to be in court in the morning, so, I have a lot of work to do...

Okay, well, maybe we'll see each other around.

David, relax.

It's fine, I understand.

I guess there's not much of a spark here.

Oh.

I thought there was, you don't?

No, I do.

I was just...

Worried.

I'm sorry, Ben, I get a little nervous at these things.

If I seem at all calm, it's only because I take a beta blocker before...

I have to get in front of a jury, or first dates.

You're still nervous on the inside, but you don't show it as much.

Do you have any extra?

Mm-mmm.

Let's go on a real date next time, like for dinner.

Okay, that would be nice.

You seem a little...

Are you coming out of a bad break-up, or...?

No, I'm coming out of a bad celibacy.

I was in a relationship, but that, uh...

Ended.

Well, whatever happened, I blame him.

You shouldn't, he's a great guy.

You get your spoiled little ass into that bed right now!

Do you hear me?!

You suck!

Right now, I mean it!

I'm not tired.

And when I'm at my real home, I don't have to go to sleep until I get tired.

Well, I'm gonna turn off the lights now, and soon you'll be tired!

What if I never get tired?

Then you'll lay awake for hours and hours wondering why life is so hard.

That's what the rest of us do.

That sounds boring.

You get used to it.

Hey...

You want to talk about anything?

Like, how you feel about staying here?

Or being scared, because your mom's been up in Oakland for so long?

No!

Okay, but we don't know how long you're gonna be here, so, why don't we both try and ease up on each other a little bit, okay?

You guys have bad toothpaste.

My first instinct is to get angry with her.

I open my mouth and I hear my father.

Stop being so hard on yourself.

That child is not easy.

I swore to myself I would never be like him.

I'm not in the mood.

Fine.

Get up!

Get up!

Get up!

( Phone ringing )

( Female ) Hello?

Hi, Melissa, it's Brenda.

Chenoweth.

Your massage therapist?

Oh.

Hey, how's it going?

Listen, I was just wondering if you hadn't eaten yet, if you wanted to have lunch.

Actually, I'm at a restaurant right now.

Oh, look, I'm probably breaking all these client/masseuse boundaries.

So, I'll just see you at your regular appointment tomorrow.

No, I was just gonna say I'm by myself, I'd love the company.

Thank god.

Oh, Jesus!

Uh-huh, this one's gonna be one hell of a ride.

I'm sure you'll be able to take care of it.

Yeah, well, don't be.

She must've been laying out for a week or so in a partially ventilated space.

Dammit, why can't everyone die in an air-conditioned room?

Her face is all discolored from where she was laying on it, now, that I can fix, although it's gonna take me hours.

And her abdomen's all distended.

Now, this woman's got a lot of gas in there.

When I poke a hole...

We're gonna get some major fumes.

Whew, Nelly.

I have no idea why I came in here.

Maybe you have Alzheimer's.

Yeah, maybe.

We really are just biology, aren't we?

Nate, you may need to talk the family out of an open casket.

I mean, there's only so much I could do, man.

She doesn't have any family.

No one?

No friends, or anybody.

I ran an obituary in the paper today.

I'm praying someone will read it and show up tomorrow.

Ah, pre-need?

Well, if she wanted an open casket, we'll try to give her one.

I'll boost up the fluids and see if that'll bring the swelling down, but there's a good chance we're gonna get some skin slippage and then we're screwed.

Maybe she was just some vicious assh*le, you know?

Just twisted and evil.

Maybe that's why she didn't have any people in her life.

Nah.

You can tell what kind of life people lived, even when they're dead.

Yeah, she was alright.

( Female ) Please have your ids out and ready so that we can speed things along.

Thank you.

Claire Fisher.

ID?

Sign right here.

Name?

Parker McKenna.

Let's see...

Okay, Parker, sign here please?

Next?

( Female ) Does anybody have an extra number two pencil?

Here you go.

So, it sounds like a pretty serious relationship for you.

It is.

I love Nate, I really do.

But lately I feel kinda separate from him, which I know is healthy on one level, but on another...

I kind of miss how it was.

When we first started seeing each other and we weren't together, I'd be wondering, "what is doing" all day long.

Now?

I never even think about it.

I don't know exactly when it changed, but at some point, he became less present with me.

Sometimes I think it's because I don't give him enough to be present for.

But then I think maybe he's not present because he knows that if he was really present, then I'd leave him.

You know, it's just so sad that you can love somebody so much, and have absolutely no idea what's going on in their head.

Relationships are f*cked.

That's what I always say.

I haven't had a real relationship in over a decade.

Is that because you...

'cause I blow guys for money?

I'm so sorry, that was...

( chuckling ) It's okay.

I've only been doing that for about five years.

So why, then?

I'm just not built for it.

Some people aren't, I think.

It's not healthy or unhealthy.

It just is.

( Pager beeping )

Oh, sh*t.

I'm being paged by a client.

I am not driving out to Calabasas in this traffic.

Let the jerk whack off.

I'm really glad you could have lunch.

Me, too.

It means a lot to me that you're so normal around me.

Most people have preconceived notions about what I do.

Yeah, well, people can be such judgmental assholes, you don't have to tell me that.

Want to know what's worse?

Most girls...

They just want to be my friend so they can pump me for all the gory details about being a lady of the evening.

It's just question after question, like I'm some kind of freak.

( Laughing )

Alright, you get three questions.

Oh, goodie.

There's that one.

No, I think that one makes you look fat.

Very funny.

Seriously, which one do you think is gonna look better on Miss Previn?

I guess the pink one.

Didn't she specify which casket gown she wanted, or did dad slip up?

Dad didn't slip up.

She marked down she wanted to be buried in her own clothes.

But the outfit she came in here with was sh*t.

Then give her the blue one, I've been dying to get rid of it.

It's coming apart in the back.

David!

Mom, did you want something?

I was dusting your casket wall.

If this woman wanted to be buried in her own clothes, then one of you boys should go to her home and pick something out.

Isn't that a bit much?

I remember dad doing it once or twice.

You get the building manager to let you in.

Fine, I'll pick out something dressy.

Actually, considering the shape her body's in, I should pick whatever covers her up the most.

I'll come with you.

You don't have to do that.

I know that.

Aren't the guys scary?

It must get dangerous.

To tell you the truth, it doesn't.

You just have to trust your instinct.

It's never wrong.

We're kind of like animals that way.

When I first meet a client I take a good long look into his eyes.

All that stupid stuff they say about lookin' in people's eyes is true.

You just look into them and you know.

Know what?

Whether someone is right or whether they're, you know...

Wrong.

And if they're wrong, you just get out of there, immediately.

I think everyone has the answers to everything in life, it's just a matter of knowing how to listen.

You're fantastic.

f*ck you.

You are!

There is no bullshit with you.

You are just who you are, period.

You know, even the way you talk about your work, you provide a service for which you're well compensated.

Unlike the rest of us losers.

Please.

If there were anything else people would pay me this much money for, I would do it in a heartbeat.

But there's not a touch of victim-hood about you.

It's almost like it's empowering, in a way.

I went through that whole feminist rationalization stuff at first.

Now I'm just a little more honest.

It's just a way to pay the bills.

Sorry, I can't make it to the funeral, but my kid's got a soccer game, so...

She was one of your tenants, for god sake.

She lived among you.

Hey, c'mon, I just started.

She only lived among me for a week.

She never even got to finish her crossword puzzle.

Alright, look, five minutes?

Yeah.

Great.

Mom?

Eddie needs to be able to adapt to how things have changed.

I have a lot more responsibility now.

He just needs to be more understanding that sometimes I'm gonna be tired, man.

Yeah, kids come first, period.

Yeah, exactly.

Hey, have you had this conversation with him?

He'd just say I need to make more time for him, which would piss me off.

So, why bother talking to him about it?

Because you keep everything bottled up inside you, my friend.

That's not good, that creates cancer.

Give me a break.

Hey, it does.

My wife's cousin was a very angry person, but she never showed it.

She just cleaned all day, then she lost both her breasts.

It's weird...

You get away from me!

Dickless f*ck, you don't own me, alright?!

What's wrong with you?!

You know, you f*cking lied to me, bitch!

I'll blow your f*cking brains out, you stupid c**t!

I wish you would, but you don't got the balls to sh**t me!

Police, drop the g*n!

Stay out of this, f*cking cops!

He said drop the g*n, mister!

You sh**t me, they're gonna sh**t you.

And then you're gonna be dead, you worthless piece of sh*t, and you know what?

The world will be a better place!

Shut up!

Drop the g*n, now!

( g*nsh*t )

What's wrong with you, what did you do that for?

What's wrong with you, huh?!

I like all of these, but they seem so...

Flat.

I wish one had a little more oomph.

Just grab that one, that one has oomph.

No, it doesn't.

Don't rush me, Nate, I'm not nearly done and I haven't even started with the shoes and the jewelry.

( Phone ringing )

Nate Fisher.

Yeah, hi, I left a message there for father Martin Farrell?

He was requested by the deceased to officiate at her funeral.

Oh, great.

Well, I'm f*cked.

I'm sorry, sister.

Well, are there any other priests you'd recommend...

Uh, mom?

What, are you hungry?

Of course not.

Then, are you ready to go?

I don't know.

Maybe she liked solitude.

Maybe she was living the life she wanted and was happy.

I hope so.

But what if some nights she wanted to talk to someone and she picked up the telephone and realized she didn't have anyone she could call, what then?

We don't know that she didn't have anyone to call, maybe there was someone.

I hope so.

( Chattering )

No one thinks you did anything wrong.

You were just doing your job, okay?

Wait, now I know what's different.

You're not wearing your glasses tonight.

Oh.

I was getting dressed and nothing looked right, and I realized it was all my glasses' fault.

So, I put in these contacts, which I actually hate.

But I thought it was worth it, if you'd...

This is me without beta blockers.

It's good.

Maybe it's even better.

I...

Still work in the family business.

Excuse me?

I'm a funeral director, that's who I am.

Oh, well...

I have to say I'm glad you're not in textiles.

That sounded really dull.

But why did you lie?

Oh, c'mon.

People always get that look in their eyes, like there's something wrong with you.

And they only wait about five seconds before bringing the conversation around to necrophilia.

I just liked you too much.

I was scared it would repulse you.

So, what made you tell me now?

Because on our last date I just sort of liked you and now I really like you.

So, I didn't screw things up because I lied?

No, I think it's cute.

And I'm gonna wanna take this slow.

Alright, alright, can we just make out already?

( Knocking )

Claire!

We had plans to meet tonight.

At the Tiki Ti.

Did we?

Claire, why did you blow me off?

And why didn't you return my phone calls?

Because I have nothing to say to you.

Hey, look, I know this is about the S.A.T.s.

But it wasn't my fault.

It was my mother's idea.

She heard about this girl through one of her friends.

She's this genius from Westlake who's going around taking the test and let me tell you, it works.

She got three people into Yale and five into Harvard.

This is so gross.

What was I supposed to do?

My mom came into my room last night and told me she'd already paid the girl $1,000.

You make me so sick, just get out of here!

Okay, I don't feel like ever seeing you again.

You're serious.

Yeah, I am.

Fine.

f*ck you, Claire!

And by the way, I flirted for 45 minutes with Gary Deitman outside of school yesterday.

And he's this total horny little freak and I'm gonna bag him, big time.

Oh, congratulations.

I hope you and his stupid buns will be very happy together.

( Door slamming )

( David thinking ) David Fisher and Benjamin Cooper invite you to a holiday open house.

Merry Christmas from Ben and David.

Happy holidays from the Cooper-fishers.

"Fish and Coop", new this fall on ABC.

( Knocking )

Keith, what's wrong?

I'm not sure.

Okay.

Come in and sit down.

I shouldn't have even come here.

It's fine.

You want a beer?

I have rolling rock or amstel light...

I k*lled someone today.

Oh, my god.

It was this guy...

Him and this woman were having a fight.

They were obviously both high on something and he had a g*n and...

I'm sure whatever it was, you did the right thing.

He's dead, you f*cking idiot.

I should've aimed at his arm or his leg.

I'm stupid.

I'm so f*cking stupid.

I never k*lled someone before.

I can't live with this.

I don't know how to help you.

Do you...

Do you want to pray?

Maybe that would do something.

David's not up yet?

So, where's Emily Previn?

She's, uh...

She's in there.

Oh, so, she's not gonna have an open casket.

I couldn't do it.

Okay.

I was supposed to take the kids to dinner last night so Vanessa could have the night off, but instead I was here until 9:00 last night.

But the skin was friggin' pouring off that woman's face!

So, I get all this sh*t from Vanessa and I wasn't even able to restore the f*cking poor lady.

Nobody could have.

Rico...

But here, you think you can do it?

Here's some tools.

I want to watch you swim in that skin, go ahead!

Hey, all I said was okay.

I'm sorry.

I just wish I could've done her the way she wanted.

Look, if it'll make you feel any better, I don't think there are even gonna be any mourners.

Thanks.

( Phone ringing )

( Phone ) Keith?

Hello?

Hey, it's me.

I thought you were still here.

I had to get back home.

Oh, are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Listen, what happened last night, that was wrong.

I don't know why I went to you, but obviously I wasn't thinking right.

Obviously.

I'm in a relationship.

I know that, I'm not an idiot.

I just thought you and I could be friends, but I was just kidding myself.

Look, I don't think that you and I should see each other anymore.

David?

Yeah, I'm here, sure, whatever you want.

I knew you would understand.

( Door slamming ) Well, goodbye.

Bye.

Thank you.

That was intense.

You're practically like jelly, you really don't need this.

Maybe not, but I love it.

You're gifted, you know that.

( Phone ringing )

Hello?

Don't give me that bullshit, Allison.

I want your ass there in half an hour.

Okay, f*ck you.

You are officially dead to me now.

Everything okay?

I have a client at 2:15 and my watcher just canceled.

Your watcher?

Yeah, he likes to be watched by another girl while I do him.

It's like the easiest hundred bucks in the world, but this assh*le just blew me off for a runway audition.

God, I hate models.

f*ck...

Hey, Paula.

If you're sitting in the corner depressed, pick up.

Pick up.

Alright, be depressed.

( Hanging up phone )

Hey, listen, if you're in a jam...

This isn't a science project, honey, this is business.

Oh please, you think I can't handle it?

Well, like I said, it's pretty easy.

Actually, it's like you're invisible.

Just sitting and watching.

I can do that.

I sit and watch all the time.

In fact, that's mostly all I do.

And I guess you've been in three-way situations before.

I mean, who hasn't?

f*ck.

I've never seen you this angry before.

I think it's terrific.

My nephew made that.

Oh, sorry.

Talk to me.

This girl cheated on the S.A.T.s and now she's gonna get away with it.

Okay, what's this girl's name?

When I realized what was going on, I just wanted to run and not take the test.

But I did, I took it like an idiot and what was the point?

This is all some stupid game.

And I don't know what I want, but I know I don't want this.

So, you're gonna use this as an excuse to bail?

Bail, what is that some hip lingo you think the kids are saying?

You are so f*cking lame sometimes.

It's fine for you to direct your anger at me if that's what you need to do.

By the way, you can f*ck Parker McKenna if you want to, I don't care.

But if I were you I would wear a condom, because I'm sure that girl has a major case of hepatitis at the very least!

What are you talking about?

Look, if you're referring to the fact that I had a conversation with Parker yesterday, that's all it was, a conversation.

I have conversations with lots of young women.

They approach me.

Ugh.

Claire, I'm worried about you.

Why?

Because I see you getting your life together and it scares you.

So you want to slip into the old familiar habit of focusing on someone else's drama instead of concentrating on yourself.

You need to stop doing that.

You're right.

And now is probably as good a time as any for us to talk about the sexual tension between us.

What?!

It exists.

It's a normal part of transference and counter-transference.

So, we should both acknowledge that it's out there and it will never be acted upon, because to do so would be irresponsible and destructive.

Do you have anything that you would like to contribute?

No, I don't!

Okay.

So...

I bet you I could glue this together if I tried hard.

I know people don't really glue things together anymore.

But I could probably fix this.

( Phone ringing )

Oh...

( Answering machine ) You've reached the private line of David Fisher.

Please leave a message after the beep.

( Beeping )

( Male ) Hi, David, it's Ben.

I'm just calling to figure out what time's good for you on Saturday.

Oh, and I had a really good time last night, especially the making out part.

Okay, um...

Bye.

( Hanging up )

( Male ) Oh yeah, honey.

You know exactly how I like it.

C'mon, move your tongue around it.

Yeah.

( Playing "I am telling you, I'm not going" )

♪ And I am telling you I'm not going ♪

♪ I'm the best man you'll ever know ♪

♪ there's no way I could ever go ♪

( Female ) I'll do anything, Nate, I love you!

Now, that I've heard this crappy song five times in a row, I can honestly say I don't like it.

I'm here for the service.

Mom, look around, there's nobody here.

There's not gonna be any service.

I couldn't even get a Minister to come and those guys get paid.

I've taken care of that.

Father Jack is on his way here right now.

Just give me 10 minutes.

For what?

Federico.

Yes, Mrs. F.?

Could you come upstairs, please?

( Door slamming )

Keith?

Oh.

David, I need you for a few minutes.

Mom, I have a headache.

Too bad.

But I'm in the middle of a show.

Just do what I say!

And get out of those ragamuffin clothes.

Why is this happening?

I don't know, our structures probably need new fencing.

Or our roofs have bad shingles.

I had shingles once.

She was supposed to have an open casket.

I did the best I could, okay?

I didn't see you down there helping me out!

Leave it alone.

We gather to mourn the passing of Emily Previn.

I did not know Emily Previn.

From what I gather, few, if any people did.

People might wonder what point there is in leading a life, where you don't touch any other lives.

But it would be arrogant of us to assume that.

Every life is a contribution, we just may not see how.

I am glad to encounter Emily Previn, even if it is in death.

Everyone comes into our life for a reason and it is our responsibility to learn what they have to teach us.

Now, in accordance with Emily's wishes, I will read from the book of Matthew, chapter 11.

It's strange, but somehow I feel like Emily won.

She remains a f*cking question Mark right up to the bitter end.

Basically, all I know about her is that she kept wheat thins in her refrigerator.

Well, that's something.

So, tell your mother I have to get back to work.

Unlike some people.

I'm sorry, Federico, but I have a headache.

Am I not allowed to have a headache?

David?

It's so good to see you.

Hello, father.

How is everything at St. Stephen's?

It's...

Okay.

Apropos of what I said earlier, I wanted to thank you, David.

I'm really glad you came into my life.

You will never know how much you taught me about myself.

Really, how so?

Another time maybe.

You look a little sad.

I have a headache.

Well, god bless.

David, come over here.

There's something I want to say to the three of you.

Oh lord, our gutters are clogged.

I think we need to see about removing the leaves.

That's very funny, Claire.

I know you three think "the plan" is ridiculous.

No, we don't.

We just think it's weird.

Did any one of you wonder why I felt the need to change the structure of my life?

Did you even care?

At first I didn't understand why I was so upset about Emily Previn, and then it hit me.

I don't want to turn into her.

Life is hard enough without not having people to help you through it.

Mom, you have us.

I do not!

Nate, you've been walking around like a zombie for months.

David, you're lying in bed in the middle of the day god knows why.

I have a headache.

Claire, I can't even look in your direction without you acting like it's some incredible imposition.

All I want is for us not to be strangers.

I want some intimacy.

Give me intimacy.

Won't any of you have intimacy with me?

Okay, I guess I have my answer.

Mom, wait, I just think that intimacy should happen a little more organically than this.

Fine.

Then I'll simply wait for it, like I have been.

I just pray that it happens before I end up like Emily Previn.

Now, if you'll please excuse me.

When I saw you typing at your computer tonight, you had the strangest expression on your face.

I was writing.

It's called "flow".

You know all about "flow", don't you?

Let me ask you a question.

Do you think you and I have as much intimacy as you want?

I don't have as much of anything as I want.

That's not really much of an answer.

Well, it wasn't really much of a question.

Did you remember to lock the door?

Yes, I did, for the second time.

You've been acting really strange tonight.

What do you mean?

Well, you've been all jumpy.

Oh, god.

Okay, something has been on my mind.

Nate Fisher...

Would you be my wife?

Oh, my god, this isn't what I was expecting.

Is that a "no"?

No, of course not.

It is kind of an ugly ring.

It's got these Greek letters on it.

Delta phi delta, it's my grandfather's fraternity ring.

I found it when I was cleaning up and that's when I got the idea to propose to you.

So, why today?

I...

I just started thinking...

I didn't know what I'd do if I ever lost you.

Well, I'm not going anywhere.

Promise?

Of course I'll marry you, I love you.

Absolutely!

I love you.

Yeah, let's get married, yes, yes, yes!

Let's get married, c'mon.

I love you, too.

( Whistling )

( Sobbing )