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-Hey. -Hi.
Me and my buddy, we just moved in next door.
We were wondering who lives here.
Nice to meet you. I was just about to get in the shower.
Come on in, I'll be out in a moment.
Nice.
-She's hot. -Yeah, you're telling me.
I thought I told you guys to wait in the other room.
We thought you might need some help getting clean.
This is so cool.
-Yeah, you like this, don't you? -Oh, yeah.
Let's move over here.
You're a nasty girl, aren't you?
You guys are the best neighbors I ever had.
David.
You're aII wet.
Were you crying?
No, it was raining.
And, yes, I was crying.
I Iove you.
We get just about all the minerals and vitamins that bones need...
from things like sunshine.
Didn't I ask you to cIean up after yourseIf?
Why did you ask for an omeIet if you weren't hungry?
I was, but now my tummy hurts.
Again? GirI, you better eat some breakfast.
Maybe I'm fuII.
Eat haIf of it and you can watch MTV...
or don't eat and go to schooI hungry, it's your choice.
That's good, bribe her.
Did I ask for your input?
-I gotta go. -Go.
Your car is bIocking me in.
What the fuck is wrong with you?
What's wrong with me? I'm taking care of TayIor...
I don't know where her mother is, I haven't sIept in two months...
since I shot and kiIIed that man. I'm sick of your shit.
I'm sick and tired of you taking it aII out on me.
This is way more than I signed on for.
I've got an idea. Find what's yours, and take it when you Ieave.
Then I'II never have to Iook at your ass again.
I have a better idea. I'II go right now.
If you find any of my stuff, you can shove it up your tight white ass.
Who the heII you think you're taIking to? I know you didn't caII my ass white.
My tummy hurts.
The answer is no, I'm sorry.
It's not Iike it's some stranger. It's your sister.
It's not Iike it's KabuI. It's Topanga, it's not even an hour from here.
You heard what was done to Nate.
I don't think anything was done to him.
In case you haven't hung out with any 15-year-oId guys...
they're Iike totaI hornswoggIers.
It was a much more innocent time.
What, the '80s?
Your brother was a much more innocent boy...
to say nothing of what happened to David.
He hiked three miIes down the canyon in pitch dark...
to get away from those peopIe.
He cut his ear on a brambIe. The answer is no.
Have you thought at aII about scaffoIding?
When your house is faIIing apart, you buiId scaffoIding...
to support you whiIe you are doing the work.
And I think a great way to buiId scaffoIding...
is to revisit oId experiences but try them a new way.
So I'm going out there after schooI today...
and spend the weekend and be back on Sunday.
I haven't even told Justin yet.
He doesn't know his father's dead.
Jewish tradition says we have to bury him tomorrow.
You have had Jewish funeraIs here before, right?
Of course.
We decided not to do this in our tempIe because of the way Jeffrey died.
Jess, if you want, I can do this with Jeffrey's mother.
Fuck it, I can do it.
What do you need to know?
He kiIIed himseIf for no reason...
whiIe I was at goddamn Gymboree with Tess.
Tess is four.
WhiIe I was with her, my husband, Jeffrey Shapiro...
who worked for the third best Iaw firm in LA...
and was three months away from making partner....
He came home...
on his Iunch break and he hung himseIf...
with his pants around his ankIes in our goddamn sunroom.
There's your fucking euIogy. Can you say that in Hebrew?
So you'II be conducting the service, Rabbi?
I Iove my new pIace. You have to come see it.
It's a condo, but it's Iike a hoteI, too.
It's got a concierge and a bidet.
Get me one of those jumbo beers on the side as weII.
-I'II share it with her. -Get your own.
Make it two, thanks.
To Iiving aIone, finaIIy.
To bidets.
And to starting over, with us, sweetheart.
I think I was under much more emotionaI pressure than I ever reaIized.
And I'm actuaIIy so sorry for those awfuI things I said to you.
Thank you.
Aren't you sorry for hitting me?
Yes, that was insane of me, but--
No buts, Brenda. Just be sorry.
I know it was probabIy my fauIt, but I don't want to know why.
So, now the headIine.
That whore has moved in with your father.
Dad's seeing a whore?
The whore of TranquiIity Spa, Brenda.
Has your father said anything to you about her?
What's in it for her, money?
I know she's not in it for sex.
Your father's not what he used to be after years of PaxiI--
Okay, that'II be fine, Mom.
AII right, then. Let's taIk about you.
You sure you want to Iose the focus just yet?
Come on now, what's up in your worId?
Nate and I are getting married.
Is he smart enough for you? Does he have what it takes, up here?
Like you? Like me?
No, Mom, he's not Iike us.
He doesn't think so hard he wants to put a stapIe gun to his forehead.
I get it. He's uncompIicated.
I've been with a man or three Iike that.
But Bern aIways had me because I knew he was much smarter than I am.
That's why it's stiII so hot with us, aII these years Iater.
And we're back.
I'm sorry.
So, how did he propose?
I asked him.
You didn't.
Yeah, I know, it's reaIIy funny.
It's aImost as funny as the notion of you trying to buiId a Iife on your own.
I don't see how he couId kiII himseIf when he's got three kids.
-I don't think he meant to. -He hung himseIf.
I taIked to the Quincy down at the morgue...
and he says that the cops said there was a porno pIaying in the VCR.
-And they found a bottIe of AstrogIide. -What's AstrogIide?
It's Iube. Lubrication. For sex.
-Thank you, David. -No probIemo.
Wait a minute, I know about this. He was doing autoerotic asphyxiation...
-Iike the guy in that band? -You got it.
See, you cut off the air suppIy...
and that heightens the stimuIation in the ensuing orgasm.
Here's the giveaway: they found a Iemon wedge on the fIoor.
You keep the Iemon in your mouth...
and at the moment of cIimax...
you bite down on it to wake you up, so you don't die.
See, the Iemon was Iying on the fIoor, untouched.
I'm caIIing to Iet you know that Eddie and I broke up.
I'm so sorry. Are you okay?
I broke it off with him.
AII right, then.
Thank you for teIIing me, I'm going to go now.
So, there's this part in my book...
where the main character meets a high-cIass hooker.
Is this fiction, or nonfiction?
It's stiII kind of working itseIf out.
There's definiteIy someone based on you.
-Part of her is you. -ExceIIent.
As Iong as she doesn't get raped and murdered to pay for her sins.
I'm so sick of that tired oId story.
She's way beyond conventionaI moraIity.
I can't wait to read it.
I jerked off a cIient the other day.
-I didn't know you did reIease. -No, I don't.
He didn't ask me to.
So, I'm sure you can imagine sometimes the guy gets a hard-on.
NormaIIy I just ignore it.
So what, was this guy just exceptionaIIy hot?
No, not even.
So I'm giving the guy a massage...
he fIips over, there's this hard-on.
It was kind of huge, but you'd never guess by Iooking at the guy.
I couId teII that he wanted me to touch it.
I thought, weII, I wouId be crossing a Iine.
And then I did.
I crossed a Iine.
You are hiIarious.
I mean, what is that? Am I trying to be you or something?
I don't know. How'd you feeI afterwards?
I was weirdIy kind of inspired. I wrote this reaIIy cooI chapter about it.
-As Iong as it's aII for your art. -Yeah.
Aunt Sarah, hi!
Baby, is everything okay?
I thought we said a ''probabIy-maybe'' about next weekend.
But this weekend is fine, it's just fine.
I thought it was this weekend.
I'm totaIIy cooI to go home and come back whenever.
You're here, and you're mine.
I have to beIieve the universe sent you.
It's our annuaI Howl weekend.
-AIIen Ginsburg Howl? -Yes.
So you're down. WonderfuI.
He was a dear friend.
We once shared a fIat in BerIin...
untiI I got fed up with the parade of Aryan starfucker boys.
I'm going to summon his energy this weekend.
I'm expecting some visitors. A wonderfuI poet named BasiI...
and the painter Fiona KIeinschmidt, have you heard of her?
A coupIe of freaks and some nasty hippies from my druggie days.
It's going to be a riot.
Sure you don't want me to come back Iater?
WouIdn't hear of it. I'II show you to your sIeeping nook.
I Iove that bag.
-Why did you do that to me? -Do what?
That. Just caIIing me and teIIing me that.
HoId on a second.
Mom, I'm on the phone.
Are you going to have supper? I'm making pork chops.
No, Mom, I won't be having dinner with you.
Sorry. What do you want?
You caIIed me.
I was caIIing to find out why you caIIed me to teII me you guys broke up.
You're my friend.
I thought you'd want to know what happens in my Iife.
A month ago you didn't think we shouId see each other anymore.
Things change.
Just what exactIy is your agenda?
-I don't have an agenda, okay? -Yeah, right.
-WonderfuI. -Great.
Thank you for sharing.
Shut up, just keep it shut.
I was just eating.
I spent most of the '90s thinking that stripping was goddess work...
but I've come around to my originaI position which is that it's just pIain cheap.
I've aIways been astonished at some of that poIe work.
I once saw this woman, she couId hang upside down from 20 feet in the air.
She Iooked Iike an inverted Jesus.
It's the PVC boots. They make your Iegs stick to the metaI.
No way.
I wouId totaIIy take my cIothes off on stage...
at Ieast once, if I didn't harbor a vague feeIing of hatred about my body.
You're crazy, you have a beautifuI body.
Thank you.
That's Nate. Listen, the whoIe prostitute thing...
-he wouIdn't be into it. -Whatever.
-Hey. -Hi.
Oh, God.
Where'd you get the hummus?
Sorry, incredibIy rude and hungry.
This is Nate, my fiancé.
This is my friend, MeIissa.
CooI. Where'd you guys meet?
MeIissa's a cIient of mine.
So does Brenda have aII your auras aIigned?
Chakras. Did you note the tone of mocking?
Have you guys ever heard of autoerotic asphyxiation?
Cutting off your air suppIy so you can come harder? Sure.
There's a name for it in the fetish community. It's caIIed breath pIay.
I read a thing.
We have this guy who died of it...
and it's weird because it's definiteIy suicide...
but is it accidentaI suicide or just pIain oId suicide?
He was induIging in something he knew couId kiII him...
but even if it's accidentaI it's stiII sort of on purpose, right?
What do you mean, ''this guy we have''?
-Nate's an undertaker. -FuneraI director.
Did you note the tone of mocking in that?
Don't teII me you're a coupIe that Iikes to bicker in front of others...
untiI it gets uncomfortabIe and I have to Ieave and you guys fuck?
No.
No, not us.
Okay, you want to know my agenda?
My agenda is to take you to dinner tomorrow night.
You there?
If I say yes, what am I agreeing to?
You and me having dinner, maybe a IittIe conversation, that's aII.
Dinner?
We couId make a pIan, but it seems a IittIe soon after--
WouId you just shut up and say yes?
Yes, I wouId Iike to have dinner with you tomorrow night.
-How you doing, baby? -Good.
How are you?
Be carefuI, Snoopy has an ear infection.
I brought tomatoes from my garden.
But I'm making the sauce, right? Do you have fresh pasta or do I make some?
The Napa contingent can't make it.
Fernando's doing community service, again.
Who are you?
This is CIaire, Ruth's daughter.
I didn't know Ruth had a daughter.
If I remember correctIy, you certainIy knew she had a son.
-How is Ruth? -How is NathanieI?
My mom's great. My dad is not so great. He's dead.
Shame. HeII of a guy, your dad.
So funny, fucking wicked.
I can stiII see him sitting here at this counter...
hunched over his IittIe roIIing machine. He used a roIIing machine.
I'm gonna have my ceII phone on, in case you need to caII me or anything.
Okay, have a good one.
-You want another cup of coffee? -If you make it, I'II drink it.
Be reaIIy carefuI when you're taking down this pIastic...
'cause of JuIio's aIIergies.
-There's tons of dust aII through here. -Okay, I got it.
We know, honey.
I'm going to make some breakfast. Hungry?
That sounds good.
I moved your circuIar saw to the porch.
I know, man, I got it. It's cooI.
Honey...
Iisten, if it gets too Ioud in here...
you can take the kids to the park. You don't have to stay.
Okay, baby, I got it. Have a good day.
Okay.
JuIio, turn that TV down.
There's a spray cIeaner that's much more earth friendIy.
Maybe I'II order it.
Oh, god damn it!
Or we can keep using this.
I don't taIking to you!
Are you mad at us?
Why the grumps, Mr. Cranky Pants?
Someone's in a reaI snoot.
-I don't think he's feeIing weII. -I feeIing fine.
I can't come to your house for dinner tonight. I have other obIigation.
We pIanned this three days ago. I bought aubergines.
I can't. Stop with aII the question, okay?
I'm not asking you questions. I haven't asked you any questions.
So, teII...
what do you do with aubergines?
It's a Greek thing, it's Iike a....
It's Iike a Iasagna.
WouId you Iike to have dinner with me tonight?
Nothing wouId pIease me more, muffin.
Star sighting. I think I just saw that Jewish ''Friend'' in there.
-What, Jennifer Aniston? -The guy.
-Ross. -Right. I'II be back in a coupIe hours.
-Hey, did you forget to shave? -I was running Iate.
ReaIIy?
I'II thank you not to discuss my faciaI hair any further.
Come here, Iet me check it out. Come on.
-What time's your date? -Who said I have a date?
Tonight. Dinner.
It's a IittIe soon.
The whoIe Oops-I-didn't-know-I-was-sexy stubbIe Iook...
wiII peak at around noon tomorrow.
BeIieve me, I've perfected the art.
Can you make it drinks after dinner? You'II have more time.
-I can't discuss this now. I'm going out. -CIothes shopping?
-No. -Stay out of Structure.
Augusto's got a IittIe coId...
so I'm gonna head home and give Vanessa a IittIe break.
Okay, that's cooI.
I'II be right here, then.
You may be seated.
We are here today to mourn the Ioss of Jeffrey Marc Shapiro.
TaImud says, ''Better is one day in this Iife...
''than aII eternity in the worId to come.''
''And if they ask, you answer
''Damn the high-waIIed guard towers of right and Ieft
''Coast to coast, now, here upon a time
''where Ieaf shines, shimmers
''tokes to toasts
''Fear forever, nevermore''
And there you have it, the crap of the moment!
It's not crap.
Look what just arrived.
Hi, JiII!
Hey, magic mushrooms, speciaI deIivery.
Throw them in the sauce.
No, no, sauté them first. You guys, sauté them first!
Hey, do you have any of that THC butter in the freezer from Iast year?
Hey!
Fuck!
What the fuck?
What the fuck is going on in here?
Just get out of here, man. Give me a sec.
Get out of here?
This is my fucking house, you fucking homo!
It's nothing. Just chiII, Rico. Damn!
Are you out of your fucking mind? My kids couId have seen that! Vanessa!
She took the kids to the park.
Are you fucking crazy? Are you out of your fucking homo mind?
Get the fuck out of here! What the fuck is wrong with you, Ramon?
Do you have anything to fucking say?
No, I'm just going to get out of here untiI you caIm the heII down, okay?
Damn!
What the fuck?
What the fucking fuck?
-Rabbi? -You can caII me Ari.
I need to ask you a few questions.
As a funeraI director, I want to ask about death from a Jewish point of view.
Sure. But I warn you, Jews tend to answer questions with more questions.
-I'II give you my card. -I mean now.
We're going straight to the cemetery.
You couId drive with me.
I'm coming.
-Mother. -Baby.
I got this for you. It doesn't need watering or caring about in any way.
So, Brenda, I had this vision of your wedding at the HoIIyhock House.
They're wonderfuI as Iong as you bring in your own caterer.
LouIou SmigeI's daughter had her wedding there.
WeII, actuaIIy, I was thinking of somewhere more beautifuI and naturaI.
Oh, God!
What?
You know, your father and I got married on the beach...
and we ran in the surf afterwards.
Yeah, I know. You were barefoot, he wore cIogs.
I think you're going to have to Ieave.
I've just got so much coming up right now...
and I need to go in my room and sob for an hour.
Look, I couId stay. I'II massage your shouIders.
No, that....
It doesn't heIp me right now that you're here.
Sure I can't make you a cup of tea or something?
I'm sure. And, Brenda...
pIease don't teII your father that you saw me cry.
Mom, come on, Iet me heIp.
I'm not BiIIy. If you want to heIp me, just Ieave.
Okay.
Every time I get a headache, I'm thinking this couId be it.
You must be reaIIy scared.
Yeah, I'm going to die.
Yeah, me, too.
-ReaIIy, what do you have? -A body.
Okay. Yeah, we're aII going to die...
and maybe I'm going to die before everyone eIse, maybe not.
So what's the Jewish answer to what I'm supposed to do now?
I don't know what the Jewish answer is. I know what I try to do.
I try to Iive my Iife...
every day in a way that honors God.
I don't even know if I beIieve in God.
Maybe it's time to find him.
-Maybe God's a woman. -Maybe.
There he is now.
Jeffrey Shapiro.
I'II wait here by the car.
Come and watch him be buried.
Jeffrey can't repay you, so it's considered a great mitzvah.
Kindness, Iove, for its own sake.
Some peopIe caII that God.
What I'm saying is, yes, definiteIy, forgive your mother and father.
I mean, we've aII heard that before, but what's become cIear...
is that my famiIy of origin never reaIIy Iived in a house.
They Iived in this tent city psychoIogicaIIy.
It's no wonder that my own house never feIt remoteIy Iike it was buiIt on soIid ground--
Shut up. Shut the mouth.
It was buiIt on this quicksand of emotionaI incest...
-if there is such a thing.... -Shutting it now.
Shutting it and stopping it.
But The PIan wouId caII that ''oId bIueprinting''....
If you say another word, I will stab you in the heart with a fork.
...that's about the size of it.
If there is a God in heaven, he will surely shut your mouth.
You never stop renovating.
Robbie, I have to teII you something now.
I do beIieve I've Iearned everything I needed to Iearn from The PIan...
and I no Ionger feeI the urge to speak in buiIding metaphors...
or taIk about myseIf or my feeIings in this way...
any Ionger.
I don't know what kind of power trip you're on, but it seems crueI, to be honest.
Oh, God, Keith, you poor thing.
-You mind checking on her one more time? -Sure.
-Hi. -Hey.
-How is she? -She's in surgery right now.
I guess her appendix was huge, but they got it before it burst...
and she's going to be fine. I'm just waiting. It's been an hour and a haIf.
She kept teIIing me her stomach was hurting...
and I thought it was some kind of game.
You can't be perfect aII the time, Keith.
That's what Iife's about: striving for perfection.
And when that faiIs, accepting ourseIves for being imperfect.
Not in my book.
-God, you are so seIf-righteous sometimes. -Yeah, and you are a doormat.
Do I reaIIy come off as being a doormat?
-How is she? -Great.
It went very smoothIy. She's in recovery.
Good. When can I see her?
You can wait for her in her room.
When she comes out of her anesthesia, she might be a IittIe weepy.
Don't Iet it concern you.
Thank you.
-Oh, God, don't Iet her come over here. -No, it's too Iate.
Beat these gourds!
No spectators!
Oh, my God, is there a Iock on this thing?
They use this pIace as a meditation hut...
but it's been my safe-house more times than I care to remember.
What fucking freaks.
Yeah, at Ieast two of them aren't your parents.
I'm their designated driver...every year.
Sorry.
It's better than getting a caII from the sheriff...
saying your parents are Iaying in the bottom of Topanga Canyon...
and wouId I Iike a ride in a heIicopter.
-We shouIdn't be doing this. -Why not?
Because, you know, Iike...
peopIe are having, Iike, end-of-the-worId sex...
and just, I didn't bring condoms....
Like I wouId even anyway.
Yeah, right.
No.
No. I mean, you're quite the fox, I'm happy to report...
but, Iike, I wouId never just hook up with somebody I just met.
Like, ever.
SeriousIy?
SeriousIy.
I get it. You're just trying to Iet me get my guard down...
and then, aII of a sudden, we're hooking up.
Wrong.
I'm 19, okay, CIaire? I've had the major Iife experience to know...
it kind of sucks to enter the body of another human being you're not in Iove with.
Okay, what are you, Iike, straight-edge, or aII Jesusy or just gay?
None of those things, okay? Forget it.
Just Iay down here with me.
We won't have sex. That's aII you have to know.
Whatever. Who said I even wanted you to?
I promise you, you're gonna be fine.
This is aII going to be over soon, and we'II have you back at home.
I'm sorry I got sick.
Baby, it's not your fauIt. You kept trying to teII me.
I just wasn't paying attention to you.
In the future, we need to have a code word, okay?
Okay.
Secret words you can use to Iet me know when the pain is reaI...
and you're not just pIaying.
But it was aIways reaI.
I know.
Baby, I'm sorry.
I don't know why you guys are depressed. I haven't gotten Iaid since September 1 1 ...
1985.
You Iaughed at the wrong part. I'm just teIIing you. What a crowd!
You drinking NyQuiI, Iadies? Sit up, come on!
BIonde Jews, everybody! Hip crowd!
Good to see you back in men's cIothes, Senator. AII right.
Cousin Stu, right out of rehab. Good to see you.
-The Iandscaper's here, thank God! -So what's shiva mean, standup?
Jeffrey represented a Iot of comedians.
There's one part I haven't toId you. I'm engaged.
WeII, we couIdn't go out anyway. You're not Jewish.
No, I didn't mean.... You wouId go out with me?
No, I just said I wouIdn't.
-But it crossed your mind. -I said, I wouId not.
WeII, then, why'd you say it?
You thought about it. Come on.
Maybe.
You know, with your whoIe iIIness thing...
I have a bit of a messiah compIex...
saving the men.
Yes, messiah compIex.
You know, you can save me.
If that's what you need to do, you can save me.
It's reaIIy good that you have someone. If anything is going to save you, that wiII.
Yeah.
I haven't toId her about my whoIe head thing.
How couId you not teII your souI mate something Iike that?
I don't even know if she's my souI mate.
I get it. She's not your souI mate but you're going to marry her...
I don't know what eIse to do.
...because you have nothing better to do. Great. That sounds good.
Hey, I don't even know what a souI mate is, do you?
The person who makes you be the most ''you'' that you couId possibIy be.
Maybe your souI mate...
is the person...
who forces your souI to grow the most.
Not aII growth feeIs good.
Hey, MeIissa, it's Brenda. I've been driving around for hours.
You want to have a drink or something? CaII me if you get in tonight, okay? Bye.
Whatever.
-Like that? -Oh, yeah.
Are you gonna fuck me?
Yeah, I'm gonna fuck you.
-I'm gonna fuck you hard. -Yeah?
-Harder than you ever been fucked. -Oh, good!
What's your name?
-Thank you for coming, Mr. Fisher. -GIad to.
Did he want to die?
Did he want to Ieave us?
-How couId he have wanted that? -I don't know.
What do you think?
I don't think he wanted to die.
Nate, leave your clothes on.
I'II get naked. You can go outside and come back as a dangerous intruder.
Come on, I'm serious.
It'II be fun.
I'II pretend I'm asIeep, and then you can come in and have your way with me.
I don't reaIIy feeI Iike it, aII right?
Okay, you don't have to go outside. Just do it from in here.
Hey, I've never seen you before.
-What's your name? -Nate.
-My name is Nate. -That's pretty funny.
My fiancé's name is Nate.
I Iove you so much.
You're so soft, baby.
I Iove you. I Iove you so much.
Harder!
Come on.
Did the music wake you up?
No, I've been up for a whiIe actuaIIy. I took a waIk in the canyon.
-BeautifuI, isn't it? -My God, it's gorgeous!
We'II have a weekend soon, just you and me, okay?
You come back when there's not so much craziness.
The craziness was totaIIy fine. It was fun, actuaIIy.
Good.
I Iove this song. It's so pretty.
You want a waffIe before you go?
No, thanks.
WeII, then, teII everyone I Iove them and miss them...
and want them to get their butts here super soon, okay?
EspeciaIIy that mama of yours.
Yeah, right, Iike she wouId ever.
I think she hides inside of herseIf because she's so afraid we'II reject her.
So Iet's don't, okay?
She's had enough heartache for one Iifetime.
-You can keep it, sweetheart. -Thanks.
As soon as I figure out which two are my parents...
I'm just gonna roII them up in a rug and throw them in my trunk.
Let me know if I can heIp.
I think I'II start with some coffee. But give me your number if you're taking off.
SeriousIy?
I figured I'd never see you again.
WeII, you were wrong. I'II come into the city.
Okay, I'II write down my number.
So, you get the 8 x 10 and the 24 waIIet sizes for under $20.
-Pedro is the spitting image of Ramon. -Right?
And everybody said he Iooked just Iike me for the Iongest time.
Hey, morning, baby!
Hey! Hey, GracieIa.
So, Rico, Ramon toId me why he's not finishing your house.
He did?
Yeah, just because he has different taste in tiIe than you do.
I mean, you couId have returned what he bought and got something eIse.
Yeah, I guess I couId have.
I know, girI, it sounds crazy to me, too, but you know how men are.
Se ponen locos with that machismo stuff.
I guess I just reaIIy wanted to do my own house myseIf.
My way.
You know how to do construction?
You know, I want to Iearn. I got some books and--
That's cooI, but just don't hoId a grudge, okay?
I gotta go. Ramon is watching the kids, and he's going to kiII me.
-Okay, girI. Bye. -See you guys Iater.
Baby, you're such a weirdo sometimes.
Whatever.
Are you even going to ask about my weekend?
I wasn't pIanning on it.
-I had fun. -I'm gIad.
I found some sIugs in the garden.
Neat.
I'm gonna go take a nap.