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I am, really. |
It's just she's been the focus for a while. |
Not the focus. |
You know what I mean. |
To tell you the truth...I'm excited. |
You are... |
To get my life back. To have some time for myself. Some time for us. |
You did a great job. She's a good kid. |
We did. |
It's just us now. |
I know. |
Tired? |
Nope. |
Wanna fool around? |
Yup. |
Did you... |
Shhh. |
And we moved out here for the quiet. |
Mmm. |
Maybe we should just... |
Tomorrow. |
I'm finished at three. No. Squash with Stan. |
After that. |
I'll be there. |
Of what? |
Of him I think. |
Did she say that? |
More or less. |
Honey, they're young. They're probably newlyweds. |
I'm telling you. There was something in her voice... |
Remember how we were? |
Not like this. We were never like this. I want to go over there. After dinner, we can |
Why? |
To make sure she's all right. |
Claire, honey, we are not going to march next door and accuse our new neighbor of |
That's not what I'm sug |
...when tonight they'll probably be keeping us awake. |
But what if something happens? |
Claire... |
I'd never be able to live with mysel |
Nothing's going to happen. Besides, I have to work tonight. The conference is in less than two weeks. I've got to stay focused on that for just a little longer. This is... |
I know. |
It's what I've been working for. |
I just wish you could have heard her. |
Look, I'll call Harvey Tomes in the Psych department, see what I can find out. |
Promise? |
Norman, you have to look at this! |
Mmnph. |
Hurry... |
Nothing. There was...I thought I saw something. |
Is it gone? |
Hi. |
I'm stuck here for another couple of hours. |
Oh. |
Unless you need me to come home... |
No, no. It's fine. |
Claire? |
Huh? Absolutely. Take your time. |
What are you doing here? |
There were some noises. I didn't want to disturb you. |
What do you mean? Some noises where? |
In the house. I was scared. |
Did you call the police? |
No. Can you drive me home? I'll bring you back in the morning. |
Of course. |
It was there. This angry music all by itself. And I heard whispering. |
What kind of whispering? |
I don't know. Just...whispering. |
I've got the conference next week. I want you to feel safe. |
I do, I do. I'm sure I'm just...how was your day? |
Think I may have cracked it. |
Really? |
I think so. Maybe. |
You are so brilliant. |
Yep. |
Madame Curie, Jonas Salk, Norman Spencer... |
You know what that does to me. |
Ohmigod. You'll never believe...I saw Schumway... |
You're kidding. |
He's here giving some arcane spiel for the physics department, so Bob Shine introduces us... |
Wow. |
And he says...you'll fucking love this, he says, "Doctor Spencer, I am a great admirer of your work..." |
Well, that's nice. |
"...especially Spencer's Theorem..." |
Oh, no... |
"...of Perpetual Distances." Everybody's checking their shoelaces. Pins drop. "I'm afraid you've mistaken me," I say... |
That's... |
"...for my father." |
I'm so sorry. |
Didn't know he was dead, every stinking paper on the globe. |
That's just mean. Oh. Jody wanted to know if I could get her some. |
Did you tell her? |
What? No. No. |
You didn't? |
Norman, you are so funny about that. No, I didn't. |
Sorry. You understand. |
Did you call about the Feurs? |
Oh, right. Yes. Harvey says the guy's a sweetheart. Wouldn't hurt a fly. |
Huh. |
Get down! He'll see. |
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