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