01x11 - The Living Years

Episode transcripts for the TV show "Little Men". Aired: November 7, 1998 – December 17, 1999.*
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Based on Louisa May Alcott's book "Little Men", the sequel to "Little Women", this show chronicles the heroic struggles of Jo Bhaer as she attempts to manage Plumfield, a boarding school for boys in Concord, Massachusetts.
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01x11 - The Living Years

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- [Nan]: Faster, Mrs. Jo, I think we lost him!

- [Asia]: Sure hope Sheriff Berkley ain'’t around.

- Oh, whoa, oh! Ha-ha, we b*at him!

- Hello, ladies.

What took you so long?

- That'’s not fair, you cheated!

- What?

- You took a shortcut.

- Nobody said nothing about staying on the road.

- All right, you two! We'’ve got some shopping to do.

- You just wait until we'’re both on horses.

- Ooh, now I'’m scared.

- Ohh!

- Miss Jo... Children.

- Oh, none are in here for me.

- The mail is slow nowadays.

Um... I'’m sure there'’s a few letters

on their way to you right now.

- I doubt it.

- Oatmeal, oatmeal, oatmeal...

Excuse me.

Oatmeal.

- Excellent, thank you.

And... cod liver oil, just one bottle.

Cod liver oil, uh...

Cod liver oil...

- What happened to your shelves?

- Collapsed.

It all came tumbling down, like an avalanche.

- [ sighs ]

- Your carpenter should'’ve anchored '’em.

- My carpenter'’s incompetent.

Now I'’ll have to pay someone else

to get the same job done right.

Here.

- Oh, thank you.

- You wouldn'’t know a decent repairmen, would you?

- Oh, no, Nick does my repairs for me.

I mean, he'’s decent. He'’s more than decent.

Actually, he'’s very skilled.

- Perfect, you'’re hired.

- Hah!

- No, I'’m serious.

- Nah, I already got a job.

- I know, but this would only be temporary.

- It'’s fine with me, if you think you can handle both.

- Uh... suppose I could find the time,

finish this off in a few days.

- Good, good, good... Can you start right now?

- Ahh...

- Sure.

- Marvelous.

- Uncle, how much for this fabric?

- Twenty-five cents a yard.

Oh, uh... have you folks met my niece? Miss Charlotte Gerson.

- Hello, I'’m Jo Bhaer.

- Nick Riley, ma'’am.

- Hello.

- Uh, Charlotte'’s visiting from Stockbridge.

She'’ll be working with me for the next few weeks.

- Oh...

- My aunt and uncle have been so hospitable, I insisted.

- Oh, Charlotte, Mr. Riley here'’s

agreed to build us some new shelves.

- Oh, wonderful! It'’s been terrible like this.

Took me minutes just to find a can of peaches.

- Uh... well, I'’m just uh... glad I can be of some help.

- Got it?

- Yeah.

- You wanna put this next to it?

- Maybe we should tie these things down?

- Tie them down?

- In case Mrs. Jo and Nick have any more ideas

about racing back home.

- She does that and I'’m walking.

- Asia?

That is you, ain'’t it?

Look at ya, givin'’ me those same big eyes.

- Get in.

- Asia, why?

- Get in the sleigh!

Miss Jo!

- Where you going so fast?

- I'’ve got work to do.

- Sorry to keep you waiting.

- I, I came all this way to pay ya a visit.

- Pay him no mind, Miss Jo.

- All I wanna do is... is talk.

- We'’re ready.

- Are you all right?

- Please, Miss Jo, let'’s go.

Please.

- I'’ll be staying at the boarding house over on Hickory.

You come by and see me, ya hear. Asia?

- Who was that man?

- That'’s my father.

- I thought Asia'’s father was dead?

- I did, too.

- My stepfather'’s dead.

He'’s the man who raised me.

He took real good care of me and my Ma...

when that man you saw in the street today, upped and left us.

- What, what do you mean by left you?

- He just took off one day, like he did sometimes,

except... he just didn'’t come back that time.

- How old were you?

- Just turned .

I only seen him times since... including today.

- [Nan]: What do you think he wants?

- I know what he wants...

He wants money for liquor.

But he'’s not getting any more of that.

- My, you are a good worker, aren'’t you?

- Well, I like to get things done.

- Well, don'’t finish too fast, Mr. Riley,

I'’m glad to have the company.

I love my Uncle dearly, but he'’s not the most interesting fellow.

I heard you were a merchant marine.

- That'’s right.

- I bet you have some fascinating tales to tell.

- Well, I don'’t know about fascinatin'’...

but I'’ve seen some things.

- And I'’d like to hear about each and every one of them.

- Excuse me.

- Let'’s get our chores done quick

so we can go for a hike before dinner.

- Sounds good to me.

Look who'’s coming.

- [Nat]: Who'’s that?

- [Nan]: Asia'’s father.

[ knocking ]

Coming!

- [Out of breath] Hey there, young lady...

I saw you in town.

- Yeah.

- Is my daughter here?

- Oh, uh... she'’s inside the kitchen, but she'’s really busy.

- Mr. Franklin! Hello, I'’m Jo Bhaer.

- Pleased to meet ya, ma'’am, but my name'’s Tyler.

Samuel Tyler.

- Oh, I'’m sorry, Mr. Tyler.

- Asia must go by Franklin, that'’s her stepdaddy'’s name.

- I apologize.

- Oh, no matter.

- Did you walk all the way here?

- Oh, I figured I'’d wait forever

'’fore Asia come and see me in town.

- Well please, come inside.

I'’ll go and find Asia.

- Oh, you'’re most kind.

- I told him not to come here.

- Well, he did. He'’s waiting in the parlor.

- Well, you can just tell him to leave.

- Asia.

- I don'’t have anything to say to him.

- Well, clearly he has something to say to you.

- Well, it doesn'’t mean I have to listen.

- Asia, I know this is difficult for you,

but can'’t you just spend a few moments with him?

- All right.

- Oh, my Asia was a rascal, that one.

Got into trouble quicker than a blink.

- Really?

- Yeah, I could never stay mad at her, though.

All she gotta do was give me them big brown eyes

and that beautiful smile...

I fell for it every time.

- Well, what else did she do?

- Yeah, what was she like?

- Well, I seem to recall... she loved climbing trees,

the higher the better.

And her, her favorite food was apples.

Y'’know, she, she used to make me peel the apples first,

and then she'’d eat the peel separate.

- [Dan]: Yeah, Asia still eats her apples like that.

- I remember, uh... I used to carve little dolls for her.

Pieces of wood all strung together, like a puppet.

Re-re-remember that?

Remember those dolls, Asia?

- No.

- Well, su-sure you do. You used to play with '’em for hours.

I- I- um... I could make you one, if you like.

- I don'’t play with dolls.

- Nan!

- But thank- but thank you.

- Well... why don'’t we let Mr. Tyler

and Asia have some time alone?

Come on.

- Mrs. Jo, what'’re you doing?

She doesn'’t wanna talk to him.

- I know that Asia is angry, Nan, but--

- Well, of course she is! She'’s got a right to be.

- We don'’t know that her father came here to ask for money.

Perhaps he came here to ask for her forgiveness.

- He left her when she was years old.

He doesn'’t deserve forgiveness.

- This here'’s a fine house, it'’s big.

Must get real lively with all the children about.

- Sometimes.

- Are you happy here, Asia?

- I'’m comfortable.

- And the folks here...

do they treat ya kind?

- Miss Jo'’s...

a real good friend.

She treats me like family.

- Well...

it does my heart good.

A father likes to see his child happy.

- You'’ll have to excuse me, but I'’m behind in my work.

- Well, of course.

I don'’t mean to cause you no trouble, I just-- [ groans ]

- Are you all right?

- Yes...

Yeah.

You think maybe you could spare a little,

a little sh*t of something?

Help out your old man?

- You ain'’t changed a bit.

- Well, it- it- it'’s cold outside

and I... I got chilled to the bone.

- This ain'’t no tavern.

- Just, just--

- You'’ll have to excuse me, I'’ve got work.

- Mr. Tyler, are you leaving?

- Got to.

- Why don'’t I get my carriage, I'’ll take you into town.

- Don'’t, don'’t bother, Mrs. Bhaer.

- Really, it'’s not a problem.

- He'’ll be fine.

- Thank you kindly.

I'’ll manage.

When can I see ya again, Asia?

Well, you know where to find me.

- Good morning.

- Psst...

there'’s Nick.

- [Meg]: Well, I wonder what'’s he doing here?

- [Amy]: What'’s she doing, is the question?

- Ahh... ohh! Oh...

- Did you see that?

- Yes, she slipped?

- Slipped? Meg, you saw that as plainly as I did!

We have to tell Jo.

- Amy!

- You mean Charlotte?

- Well, we didn'’t hear her name.

- Is that her name?

Honestly Jo, you should have seen her.

She deliberately fell into Nick'’s arms.

- Well, it did seem rather calculating.

- What'’s going on? - Shh! Dan, quiet.

- It was a shameless display of guile.

- [Jo]: It sounds like quite a performance.

- Mm-hmm... I must say, I must give Nick credit though.

He was very gallant with her,

he put her down and went back to his work.

- [Meg]: He doesn'’t seem taken with her.

- Not yet anyway.

I mean, they work together in that little store,

and that brazen woman is chasing after Nick like a freight train!

- [Jo]: A freight train?

- [Amy]: A pretty freight train.

- This is ridiculous!

Nick is a grown man, he can do as he pleases.

- So, you'’re just gonna stand by and watch this happen?

- If Nick wants this to happen,

I can'’t do anything to stop it.

- [Amy]: Jo...

- Some lady'’s got her sights set on Nick.

- I heard.

- Well, we gotta do somethin'’, Bess.

He'’s gonna keep workin'’ there at that store with her.

Only be a matter of time before she gets him to marry her.

- Oh, that'’s highly unlikely, Dan.

- Yeah, but what if she does? Nick'’ll have to leave Plumfield.

Now you don'’t want that to happen, do you?

- You know I don'’t want Nick to leave Plumfield,

but what are we gonna do?

- Well, we gotta get everybody together,

and think of ways to keep Nick from workin'’ at the store.

- Well, have you got any ideas?

Because I'’d sure like to hear them now, Dan.

- As a matter of fact I do.

- There'’s leftover stew, if you'’re hungry.

- Oh, thanks, I had dinner in town.

- Oh.

- Just needed something sweet.

- I have just the thing...

Cookies.

- Perfect.

- I made them myself.

They'’re a little b*rned on the bottom,

but they'’re still good.

- Not bad.

- So how did things go in town?

- Fine, I guess.

Mmm... I wanna thank you again for lettin'’ me take the job.

- Well, you don'’t need my permission.

- Well actually, I work for you, so... I do.

- Well, I suppose...

but I'’d like you to know that you can do as you please.

If you wanna spend time there...

it'’s none of my business.

Good night.

- Good night.

- [Out of breath]: Ya caught me by surprise,

your coming to see me like this.

- Well, I wasn'’t sure I should, but Asia'’s my friend.

I know she hasn'’t exactly welcomed your visit, but-

- Well, she'’s got good reason not to.

Lord knows, I ain'’t meant much in that girl'’s life.

Mrs. Bhaer, I know I can'’t make up for all the things I...

I should of done...

but I just want Asia to know

she ain'’t never left my heart.

- Would you like to come to dinner

at Plumfield tomorrow night?

- Surely, but... how'’s Asia gonna be with that?

- Don'’t worry about Asia, I'’ll speak with her.

She'’ll come around.

Say about o'’clock?

- I'’ll be there.

- I'’ll see you then.

Hello.

- Good morning.

- [Nick]: I'’d been up all night, remember?

And that raft was feelin'’ mighty cozy...

I only closed my eyes for a few seconds but before I knew it-

- Don'’t tell me!

- That'’s right.

Fell asleep on the raft,

woke up a couple a miles off the coast of New Zealand.

- You mean, you were just floating there, all by yourself?

- Oh, I had a couple a dolphins to keep me company.

Jo.

- Nick...

Hello.

- Mrs. Bhaer, can I help you with something?

- No, thank you.

Cod liver oil. I just... I just needed some cod liver oil.

- I thought you just bought a bottle yesterday.

- Yes. Tommy spilled it all over, he'’s a silly boy.

I just thought, while I was in town...

- Oh, of course.

- Well, these new shelves look great.

- They look wonderful!

- Ah, simple shelves really.

Not much to '’em.

- I'’ll put that on your account.

- Thank you.

Ooh!

I'’m very sorry. Bye.

- How could you do that?!

How could you invite him here without asking me?!

- Forgive me, Asia, you know that I don'’t like to meddle--

- Hah!

- Mrs. Jo, she already told you,

she wants nothing to do with him.

- If you could'’ve heard the way he spoke about you today.

He said that you'’ve always been in his heart.

- Ain'’t that sweet.

In his heart!

Where was he when my mother was working jobs

tryin'’ to put bread on the table?

- I'’m not excusing what he'’s done...

But is there nothing he can do now to make amends?

He is your father.

I told him tomorrow night at o'’clock.

- You what?!

- I'’ll cook.

- No... I'’ll cook.

But I'’m not making nothin'’ special.

- Ohh...

- Nan... her father is trying.

- I guess so.

- It'’s been awhile since

you'’ve heard from your father, isn'’t it?

- Yeah, well, a few weeks.

- Have you written to him?

- What'’s the point?

It'’s not like he'’ll write back to me.

[ polite knocking ]

- Oh, I'’ll get it.

- Oh, hello.

Oh...

Hello, I'’m Miss Gerson.

Is Mr. Nick Riley about?

- Oh, Nick is unavailable right now.

- He'’s out getting more wood.

- We'’ll tell him you came by.

- Oh, Mrs. Bhaer, it'’s good to see you.

- What a surprise.

- I hope you don'’t mind.

Nick said he'’d be here all day to catch up on his work,

so I brought him my preserves.

- Preserves?

- He enjoyed them so much at the store yesterday,

I cooked up a fresh batch.

- Well, wasn'’t that nice of you

to bring them all the way over here.

- I'’ll see that he gets it.

- I, I... could give it to him.

- Nick'’s out in the woods...

could be gone for hours.

- Really... Would you mind if I wait a bit?

- Not, not at all.

- Don'’t you have chores to do?

- No.

- Go.

Go, go on!

Well...

- How many children are there exactly?

- Oh, I lost count at .

Hah! - Oh...

When did you say Nick would be back?

- Well, it'’s hard to tell, really. Cream, sugar?

- Yes, thank you.

Two.

You know, I'’ve gotten so used to having Nick around.

I know it'’s only been a few days,

yet I feel like I'’ve known him... forever.

- Hmm. How do you like living in Concord?

- Oh, it'’s just lovely, thank you.

Tell me, Mrs. Bhaer...

is Nick...

attached?

- Attached?

- Is he available? I mean, he'’s not involved with anyone...

is he?

- Well, I can'’t be certain,

Nick is a very private person.

- Yes, that brooding manner of his.

It'’s quite compelling, isn'’t it?

Nick!

- Hey, Charlotte.

Uh... what brings you here?

- My preserves!

- Oh.

- I made raspberry this time. Wait till you try it.

- Um... thanks.

- Isn'’t that sweet?

- It was my pleasure.

Nick, my uncle has been so happy with the work you'’ve been doing,

he insisted that you join us for dinner tonight.

- Tonight?

Uh... thanks, Charlotte,

but I let too much of my work slip by here.

- But you have to. He'’d be so disappointed.

And Aunt Sue'’s already started the cooking.

- Well, I- I... got all these chores to get done.

- Mrs. Bhaer, surely you could release Nick a little early...

- Release him? He'’s not imprisoned here.

Nick, if you wanna go,

I'’m sure you can complete your work later.

- You'’re wonderful!

We'’ll expect you at :.

- :.

- [ sighs ]

Well, the table looks lovely, Asia.

- Thank you.

- So do you.

He'’ll be here.

What happened?

- I don'’t know, it'’s like

somebody drug it through the stables a few times.

- Well... this should get the odor out.

- What is Aunt Jo doing? She'’s ruining everything.

- Fresh as a forest.

- I hope.

Thanks, Jo...

I owe ya one.

- Yep, you do.

- Well...

have a good night.

- Yeah, yeah, you too.

- Come on.

- Can we eat yet?

- Let'’s just wait a little while longer.

Perhaps something happened.

- No!

- He'’s just a little bit late.

- He'’s not coming!

- Maybe I could--

- No!

Look, you'’ve done enough.

Just leave me alone, Miss Jo. Go!

- Mornin'’.

- Oh, good morning.

- So, uh... how was your dinner last night?

- Oh, nothing special.

- Oh, really?

I mean... oh... really.

- Pretty tough to top Asia'’s cookin'’.

- Yeah, but how about the company?

I mean, it must be kinda dull,

sittin'’ around with ol'’ Mr. Gerson and his family, huh?

- They'’re nice folks.

- But not as good as being here, right?

- Oh, you can'’t b*at the company around here.

Jo?

Mm-hmm?

- Mr. Gerson'’s found a couple more things

for me to fix down at the store.

I thought I'’d take care of '’em this morning.

- Oh, that'’s fine with me.

- All right then. See ya.

- Mr. Gerson'’s gonna keep finding things for Nick to do.

- Then we gotta keep findin'’ things

to make sure Nick stays here.

- Asia?

I shouldn'’t have interfered.

- Miss Jo, I know you meant well,

and I'’m sorry for lashing out at you,

but I can'’t let him do that to me again.

Every time I give him a chance, he lets me down.

- He was so sincere in town when I talked to him.

He was eager to come.

- Maybe he was, but it'’s the same old story.

He stops off for a quick drink,

has another and another and before he knows it,

he'’s passed out.

- Then maybe we should go and check on him.

- Mrs. Jo, don'’t you get it?

Some folks just have bad fathers.

We'’re not all lucky like you.

- Look, Miss Jo, you can check on him if you want to...

but I'’m done.

[ door slams ]

- Nick, Nick, you gotta come quick!

- What is it?

- Smoke'’s pouring from the kitchen chimney! Come on!

- What'’s happening?

- I don'’t know, the flue'’s open, I checked!

The chimney must be clogged!

- It can'’t be, I just swept it last week.

- Guess you'’ll have to stay here and fix it.

- Listen, I don'’t know what you kids are up to,

but you better not be messing with the chimneys.

It'’s dangerous!

- Nick, of course not!

-All right, everybody out.

It'’s not good to breathe in this smoke.

- I'’ll go and let Mr. Gerson know you may be delayed.

- Thanks.

- Mrs. Bhaer.

- Oh, Miss Gerson, is your uncle here?

- No, I'’m afraid not. May I help you with something?

- If you could just tell him that Nick

may not be able to make it into work today.

- Oh, I'’m sorry to hear that. Is he ill?

- Oh no, he'’s fine.

The chimney in my kitchen is clogged,

he had to stay home and repair it.

- I see.

- If you could just give the message to your uncle.

- Certainly.

Very convenient, though, isn'’t it?

- Pardon?

- Come now, Mrs. Bhaer, clogged chimney?

- I'’m afraid I don'’t know what you mean?

- Don'’t you?

You'’ll have to do better than that

to keep Nick away from me.

- Miss Gerson, I find this highly improper

and very insulting.

- Aren'’t you the perfect schoolmistress?

- If this is the manner in which you address your customers-

There you go again... Always so grammatical.

Who are you going to impress with that fancy talk...?

Not Nick.

The of us have a wonderful time together.

- Well, I'’m sure he makes very polite conversation,

while passing the time working here.

But really, is it any more than that?

Well, I'’d best go and see how Nick'’s getting along at home.

- Is everything all right, Mrs. Bhaer?

- I'’m not sure.

I'’m looking for Samuel Tyler.

- You know him?

- He'’s Asia'’s father.

I stopped by the tavern, the barkeeper told me

that he brought him here last night?

- Yes, that'’s right.

- He was drinking heavily?

- Yes, but it seems that'’s how he handled his chest pain.

From his bad heart.

- Bad heart?

- Well, surely, you knew?

Oh, dear, I... I shouldn'’t have--

- No, Dr. Pierce, it'’s good that you told me.

Do you know where I can find him?

- No, I wish I did.

I left him here earlier, when I came back, he was gone.

- He just left?

- And a man in that condition shouldn'’t be exerting himself.

- Thank you, Dr. Pierce.

[ panting ]

[ knocking ]

- [ knocking ] - I'’ll get it!

- I don'’t wanna see him!

- [wheezing]: Asia, honey?

- No!

- You'’d better go.

- No, I wanna, I wanna apologize.

- It'’s too late for that.

- Don'’t, don'’t say that, dear, ain'’t never too late.

- You can'’t keep hurting your daughter like that.

How could ya do it?

How could you just leave her that way?

How could you just forget her?

- I ain'’t never, I ain'’t never forgot her.

- Just go!

Just go!

Mr. Tyler?

Mr. Tyler, what is it?!

[ gasping ]

- Asia! Asia, come quick!

- Mr. Tyler!

- Where'’s Asia?

- Mr. Tyler!

- Oh Asia, A--

- Oh, my God! What happened?

What happened?!

- I...

- Well, help me get him in the parlor, Miss Jo, please!

- Wait, wait...

I know I shamed ya...

but I ain'’t never stopped loving ya.

Know that.

Look at ya...

givin'’ me those same big eyes...

I love you, Asia.

- [crying] No...

No...

Daddy!

Daddy... no!

Please, no...

- Ahem... Did I scare you?

- Ahh... you surprised me.

- A good surprise, I hope.

- You know, I was gonna come back and finish up.

- Oh, I couldn'’t wait that long, I missed you too much.

Haven'’t you missed me?

- Charlotte, I'’m workin'’ jobs now,

I gotta get things done-

- But I just got here.

Nick, I need more time with you.

- Maybe we can talk later, at the store.

- But, but there'’s always people around,

and I never get a chance to tell you...

to say to you... exactly how I feel...

There... that says it.

- Charlotte, you'’re a fine woman,

and some man'’s gonna be happy to have ya.

But not me.

Now, I'’ll see you at the store.

- Meg, she needs to talk about it, and she needs to tell him.

- Jo!

- Well, I wasn'’t expecting you to come by today.

- Well, we were in the area.

- We want to know what'’s going on...

Between Nick and Charlotte.

- Well...

they kissed.

- They kissed?!

- I saw them.

- Well, what kind of kiss?

I mean, was it a cordial sort of peck on the cheek?

- Hah... it was hardly a peck.

It was a kiss.

- So what are you going to do about it?

- Excuse me?

- Well, you can'’t just let her win!

- Amy, this isn'’t a contest.

- Jo, what Amy is trying to say is...

well... if you'’ve developed a certain...

fondness for Nick...

- Even if I have, I'’m not ready.

I'’m far from ready to act upon that fondness.

- Well, at least tell him you have feelings for him.

- Meg... I am delighted that

you have found someone like Edward...

but it'’s much too soon for me to get involved.

- Well, tell him that, too.

Jo, if you do care for him,

you should make him aware.

Because if he cares for you too,

perhaps he'’ll be willing to wait.

- Or you could stay quiet as a mouse...

lose him to that hussy...

and spend the rest of your life alone.

- Amy!

- It'’s all taken care of.

I'’ve arranged for a small graveside service tomorrow.

- That sounds fine.

Thank you for going Miss Jo, for me.

- Your father'’s belongings.

- Probably all he had in the world is in this box.

- Could I get you something? Get us some tea?

- Thank you, Miss Jo, but maybe later.

It'’s all right, Nan, come on in.

- Who'’s that little girl?

- That'’s me.

He kept it...

My Daddy kept it with him all these years.

- He must'’ve really loved you.

- And I loved him, too.

But I... I held on to my anger so tight,

I... I couldn'’t bring myself to tell him.

And now it'’s too late...

it'’s too late... it'’s too late... it'’s too late...

It'’s too late...

[span tts:fontStyle="italic"]- "Dear Father, there[/span] [span tts:fontStyle="italic"] have been so many times"[/span]

[span tts:fontStyle="italic"]"that I wanted to write"[/span]

[span tts:fontStyle="italic"]"to tell you how I feel."[/span]

[span tts:fontStyle="italic"]"To tell you that...[/span]

[span tts:fontStyle="italic"]"to tell you that, um..."[/span]

[span tts:fontStyle="italic"]"I love you."[/span]

- Hi, Nick.

You'’re eating late.

- I just got back from town. I finished up at the store.

- Oh, good.

I, um...

I wanted to tell you that, uh...

This is a little awkward...

Um... when you started working in town, at the store...

it made me realize how accustomed I'’ve become

to having you here every day.

I know you have every right to pursue any relationship-

-Jo, I'’m not interested in Charlotte.

- But I saw you kissing her just this morning.

Uh... completely by accident.

- First of all, she was kissing me.

That woman came at me like a... freight train.

But I set told her she was aiming for the wrong man.

- Still...

one must admire her for

how direct she can be with her feelings.

- Don'’t matter if she'’s direct

when they'’re feelings you don'’t share.

- I wanted to tell you that, um...

I have certain feelings...

Hints, hints of feelings, really.

But still, they'’re um... they'’re real.

I just don'’t know how long it'’ll be before I can express them.

- Lucky for me, I'’m in no rush to go anywhere.

- Lucky for me.
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