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Man, I am out of here! This family is so fucked! |
We're studying the Holocaust in Social Studies. |
Oh, yeah? |
Well, I'm supposed to watch Schindler's List for homework. The movie's like almost four hours. And then I'm supposed to write a report on survivors. You know any survivors, Dad? |
Hmmm...Do I know any...personally...? |
Hi, I'm here to pick up Ben. |
Does Jackie know this? |
No. I'm doing it behind her back. |
In seven years Jackie's never missed one of Tucker's parties. Where is she? |
Something came up. C'mon Ben! I've got a shoot at three... |
Tucker hasn't penned Ben's present yet it won't be too much longer. |
Okay, if they're going to <u>have</u> a sauce, put something <u>in</u> it besides flour and chicken broth... |
It was a veal stock, I thi... |
Well, it wasn't a reduction like you do it! Boiling down half a ton of bones... |
The way you cook. If you could make love, I'd marry you. |
We have to talk. |
Uhoh. I mention marriage, all of a sudden... Ve <u>haff</u> to ta... |
I didn't want to spoil our supper... |
You'd rather spoil our walk home. |
Yeh, it's cheaper. |
I just found out I have to go to Boston to get a deposition. I might not be back until Saturday. |
So I'll have to order in? |
We have the kids this weekend, so... |
Jesus. |
Anyway, I thought...while I'm gone...maybe I'll hire in some help. |
For what? |
Just a babysitter I mean...you're working... |
I can take them to work with me I can shift things around |
You don't need to. I don't expect you to handle them yourself. |
Can't handle them myself is what you mean. Can't. |
You don't trust me to be alone with them. |
I trust you of course I do but |
But? But what? |
But you're not good at this. Not yet. I'm sorry. |
I know how responsible, caring adults parent children. I'm bribe 'em. But 'em a dog or something. Maybe a Doberman. |
Look. I know they hate me. |
They don't hate you |
And what you're telling them is keep hating her keep up the good work |
Nobody's telling them to hate you |
Really? Look in your exwife's eyes. |
It's complicated for Jackie. It's complicated for me...You don't have kids you don't understand |
Oh right...So it's just complicated for you and Jackie for me it's pretty simple cause I just don't understand... |
No you don't. And I'm not gonna screw with my kids heads right now |
You know I don't need another person in this family making me feel like an idiot...your exwife's doing a bang up job and I have to face it every Tuesday and Thursday and every other goddamn weekend and I just don't know how the hell you were married to her for so goddamn long! Jesus what did you see in her? I don't get it I just don't get it. |
Get ready. To get <u>really</u> mad. |
Uh. Annabelle's video report has been switched again. |
Not yet. |
Hey, I sold my body to Satan to clear Friday at two o'clo... |
We have the kids. Next weekend. |
And it's <u>my</u> call. I promised them waterskiing, instead o... |
Our weekend. At that sweet little B & B. |
Why are you taking this out on <u>him</u>? |
Rache, get out of th... |
You haven't done <u>one</u> goddam thing to make any of this easier... |
Oh my God. Are you serious? |
I think so...What do you think? |
I think so too... |
It's forever you know. |
Okay...Is that the good thing or the bad thing? |
Because I can't hurt anyone like this ever again. |
Everything's gonna work out. The kids and I...we're going to love each other. |
Rache, it may take time. |
What's eight, ten years? Hell, you'll still be ambulatory. I think. |
Well, I think you should tell him you changed your mi... |
It's no biggie. |
It's just an assignment. |
It's Anna Sui, you should be doing it. |
Are you hungry? You could make us something? |
They're my kids. |
Great, wallow in guilt, you <u>sure</u> you're not Jewish? |
She's not gonna die. |
I know that. |
No problem. |
I made that paella you liked. It's on the stove. |
What a great surpri... |
Hold your applause. We're not having fun, here. |
Just like to make sure. That your past. And my future. Are real different. |
Well, they will be. |
Imagine my relief. So what's for dinner? |
Why in the world would she t... |
You took a fishing trip with the boys. Liked it so much, you took another. |
I needed some time away. |
...while she watched the kids. Then, you booked this flat in Paris for your family's summer. But she said... |
'...the kids have camp. Their friends are here. Over there, I'll just be shopping in a language I don't even know. My life, and the kids' lives, aren't here to service your midlife crisis.' Did it go like that? |
She called it a fight. <u>The</u> fight. |
What do you call it? You told her you had doubts. |
Can we go sit somewhere? |
Let me put it this way. Hell, no. |
I told her I loved her. |
By way of saying you were unhappy. |
Restless. |
Excuse me. 'Things are so confusing for me, Jack. Our life feels too comfortable, too safe, too predict able. It's a partnership, it's juggling schedules. When I think of playing that out, every day, for the rest of my life...' |
'...I don't know if I can make it.' That's what I said. But I didn't leave. |
No, she threw you out. What a difficult woman. |
That's a pretty ugly thing you just said. |
No, here's ugly. 'I love <u>you</u>, babe. It's just our <u>life</u> together I'm not so sure about...' |
'But keep dancing, and if you're lucky, I might just never leave, who knows?' |
That's not us. |
Because you've changed so much. |
We make our lives, one step at a time. We do the best we can. The truth about the future? A promise. Is only a hope. |
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