Party of Five s03e14 Episode Script

[CAR HORN HONKS.]
I know.
I know, I'm late.
You're late.
I know.
The recording studio's on Grant.
Right? We could shoot straight up Columbus, and we'd have you there before you can say, or sing, * Earl's House Of Big and Tall * How's the rest of it go again? * The finest fat wear In the Stonestown Mall * What's that? Oh, that.
That's not your birthday present just in case you're worried, 'cause I'm working on something, and let me say, I think you're gonna be mighty pleased.
Uh-huh.
So, what is that for? I saw it sticking out of a dumpster over on Stockton.
I figure we can use it to kind of screen off my bedroom.
So when we hang out at my place, we can have some privacy.
You're kidding? I mean, you've got to be kidding.
You don't actually plan to keep on living there, do you? That's not your place, Bailey.
That's Callie's place.
Oh.
Well-- You said it was over between you two.
It is over.
Why would you want to keep living with her? I mean, after what happened, after what you did to me? Look, Sarah, I just didn't think-- Obviously.
That's exactly what got you into trouble before, isn't it? Look, you've got to move out of there, Bailey.
I thought that was understood.
[SIGHS.]
Happy? I hope there's no traffic on Columbus.
[THE BODEANS' "CLOSER TO FIVE" PLAYING.]
* Everybody wants to live * * Like they wanna love * * Everybody wants to be * * Closer to free-ee-ee-ee * * Closer to free * Oh, no.
No way that's Charlie.
Well, it's either, uh, Charlie or, uh, Flea from the Red Hot Chili Peppers.
Ha! That hair.
Good lord.
[BOTH GIGGLE.]
What's the matter? What is that doing here? Well, I just figure, you know, you'd want to get into the mood for tomorrow night.
And-- And I wanted to see what your friends look like, especially the ones that are coming.
You know, this Aaron guy's kind of cute.
Mm.
So you were a big basketball star in high school.
Who knew? Right.
Big star.
Look where that got me.
And T.
J.
, he's pretty cute too.
I swear, I don't even know why I said yes to this thing.
Why did you? Six months ago, when the guys called and said that we should go, it sounded like a decent idea.
But, now, I just-- I wouldn't mind bagging the whole thing.
I think it'll be fun for you to see all your old friends.
Check in, touch base, remember old times.
Right.
And, hey, you know, I'll get to brag to everybody about the-- About the wife and the kids and, of course, my-- My fabulous career.
Claudia.
Hm? Smack him for me, would you? We wake up at 6:00.
We drive there.
We're walking to the ski lift, and Robin trips, tears some ligaments.
We have to spend the rest of the day in the emergency room.
Oh, lousy way to spend the end the year.
Well, it wasn't that bad.
We cuddled a lot, and, uh-- I guess I have a thing for klutzes, huh? [LAUGHS.]
Libby, hi.
Hi, guys.
Listen, I'm sorry I didn't get a chance to call you-- Libby, congratulations on Harvard.
Your mom told my mom.
Mazel tov.
Thanks.
Uh, congratulations about what on Harvard? I got in.
You-- Early action over Christmas, they tell you.
What? That's-- That's fantastic.
What did you do when you found out? I don't know.
Nothing much.
Went out to dinner with my parents.
It's really not such a big thing.
Stop it.
It's-- It's huge.
Right? Right.
Right.
That's huge.
That's giant.
This-- This is us.
Did you hear how smug she was about that? How can you say she was smug? I don't think she was even planning on telling us.
Exactly.
The best favor I ever did her was to break up with her.
Probably gave her loads of time to study.
Probably never even left the house in the past two years.
Justin, that is just off the charts mean and not true.
Man, not only did she get into, like, the hardest place in the world, but she already knows about it.
That's-- She's so lucky.
We'll know soon.
End of January, beginning of February is what they said.
If we don't get into Stanford early, we'll get in the regular time or we'll get in somewhere else.
We'll be fine.
Yeah, right.
We will.
And Libby can go to Harvard and she can live her life and she can be happy and whatever.
[BELL RINGS.]
Jimmy's flying in from Atlanta.
Mindy Geisler will be there.
She organized the whole thing.
I wonder what she's up to.
That is not a good name for an adult woman.
Mindy.
She, uh-- She came into the restaurant once.
She works in Oakland, a massage therapist.
Translation: prostitute.
That's very nice.
So who else do you think's gonna be there? Translation: Is Lori coming? I didn't say that.
No? Well, maybe if she does show up, she'll wear that cheerleader sweater, and maybe you can try to pressure her into sleeping with you.
And she can get all mad and never talk to you again.
Now, that would be nostalgic.
T.
J.
, shut up.
You shut up.
Man, you guys are exactly the same.
Man, I've missed you.
I've always said you're like the brother I never had.
You're like the brother I do have.
He's three.
Oh.
He shoots, he scores.
Oops.
Sorry, Mr.
NCAA.
You're the one who shoots and scores.
Yeah, that'd be me.
Yeah.
Anyway, this whole Lori thing, that's ancient history, right? I mean, you've been with what? Six hundred women since then? Actually, it's, um, 700.
Wait.
What was that--? I wrote something in your yearbook.
What was it? I remember.
It was something like Charlie's the least likely to marry and the most likely to have kids.
See, I was right, kind of.
Yep, you were right.
God, this college application stuff is mind-numbing.
What's this? What's what? This.
This hair.
This long red hair.
This long red hair in your bed? Sarah, her hair's all over the entire apartment.
She's always brushing it and braiding it and stuff.
It's everywhere.
Look, Sarah, is there some stuff you want to talk about? 'Cause it seems like you want to pick a fight or something.
Nope.
Why would I want to do that? Oh, God, I can barely keep my eyes open.
You know, I should probably hit the road before I fall asleep behind the wheel.
Oh, three times around Lake Merced.
My endurance is okay, but my form sucks.
Oh, Sarah.
I, um, should probably take a shower.
So, uh You don't think her form sucks, do you? I thought you were going home? I thought you were tired.
I just got my second wind.
AARON: Shh! You guys.
CHARLIE: I can't believe we're doing this.
T.
J.
: What are they gonna do? Suspend us? AARON: How about arrest us? Whoa.
AARON: God, we're old.
This place.
Hey, over here.
Heads up.
Yo! Okay.
Six seconds left on the clock.
Salinger has had the game of his life with 23 points, but Grant is still down by two.
Oh, here we go.
Come on, this is it.
The clock's ticking.
Tech's defense is anticipating Grant to go to Hughes in the low post to tie the game and go into overtime.
Jansen dribbles right.
Hughes rubs off a perfect pick set up by Salinger.
He's open underneath the basket.
Hey! Over here.
Wait.
What's going on? Jansen's not passing.
He fakes left.
He fakes right.
Jansen's either very brave or very stupid.
T.
J.
, do something.
Two seconds! Coach Smithers is screaming.
Over here.
The crowd leaps to its feet.
Jansen fades back.
[CROWD CHEERING.]
[BUZZER BUZZES.]
Yes! Yes! Do you believe in miracles? Grant wins the city championship.
Yes.
Yeah! My heart.
Feels just like it did that night.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Wow.
I'd almost forgotten.
So how did you keep from cracking up in his face? Bit the inside of my cheek till it was practically bleeding.
Oh.
Is that better? Yeah? Justin, hey.
Could I, uh, talk to you? Um, sure.
Uh, this is Sam, by the way.
Sam, Justin.
Justin, Sam.
SAM: Hey.
Could we, uh--? I'll just be a sec.
What's going on? You didn't hear? Hear what? Robin told me.
Uh, Gail called her.
Libby's dead.
[SCOFFS.]
That's-- That's ridiculous.
She's not dead.
No.
She is, Julia.
She killed herself.
[BELL RINGS.]
I didn't sleep at all last night.
I said all those horrible things about her.
I mean, about Harvard and-- That didn't mean anything.
MISS BAIRD: You guys, we are going to skip moving forward on Franny and Zooey for now.
I think maybe let's-- Let's just talk.
Okay? About Libby and what happened and how you feel.
It's a terrible loss for all of us.
She left me a message over Christmas break.
I didn't call her back.
She left one for me too.
Did you call her back? No.
MISS BAIRD: Let's just go around and remember her.
It's so weird.
You know, it's-- It's horrible.
I feel like I want to cry.
I don't know how somebody can do that.
You know, I think that's it.
You know, you can't understand unless you're there in that-- That place where that person is which must be-- God, so scary.
Listen, I should get home.
Okay? I have a paper that I have to finish.
Oh.
Well, couldn't we spend a little more time together.
Sarah-- Please.
I just-- Look, don't go home.
Stay here a little while.
Callie's not at home if that's what you're worried about.
What? God, what's that supposed to mean? Never mind.
Wow.
I can't-- You think that I'm saying I need you because I want to keep you away from Callie? You think that I'm faking this? Well, after last night-- Someone we know just killed herself.
And I'm asking to talk about it.
And-- And who else am I gonna talk about it with but you? God, Bailey.
Okay.
[CLEARS THROAT.]
Okay.
We'll talk about it.
No.
I-- It's okay.
Go.
Write your paper.
I'm fine.
I'll see you tonight for my birthday.
It's okay.
It's okay.
I'll stay.
I'll stay.
And, uh, this is me, Ellen, Cody, and Wiggles.
Wiggles is the dog, I hope.
[LAUGHS.]
It's a beautiful family, Steven.
Pretty ironic given that I'm the one who went to prom with my sister.
You know what? Um, I'll catch up with you a little later.
Oh, sure.
Where'd you get that fancy last name? Uh, it came free with my wedding ring.
[LAUGHS.]
Lori, look at you.
No more flip thing.
Oh, I can't believe my mother actually let me out of the house like that.
Cut it out.
You were beautiful.
You still are.
Hey, you guys going in? I hear there's pâté in the shape of possums.
Ugh.
You know what? Um, save us some seats.
Okay.
You know, I-- I thought about calling you a couple of times, but I figured that you pretty much hated me.
No.
Well, I guess all you needed was 10 years, huh? [LAUGHS.]
It was dumb the way I-- I pressured you.
I shouldn't have done that.
It was just-- Winning that game and all, I was just-- I was so-- God.
I could close my eyes and we'd be back there, that parking lot outside the gym.
Here we are again.
Us and parking lots.
[LAUGHS.]
Don't worry.
You're not gonna start yelling "I love you.
Why won't you go to bed with me?" Nah, not this time.
I did, though.
Love you.
You're the first girl that I said that to that it actually meant anything.
Thank you for telling me that.
It's true.
Well, we should probably go in.
I'm starting to feel like we're cutting class or something.
That's nothing.
Last night the guys and I broke into the gym.
It looked small.
It's funny.
It always felt like everything was life and death in high school.
You failed an exam, or your best friend found a new best friend, you broke up with someone, it was the end of the world.
But you look back at it now, it was so easy.
No kidding.
What do you think? If God came down right now and stood in front of that minivan and said that you could go back, senior year, 17, no responsibilities? Be pretty tempting.
Happy birthday.
It's a fake ID.
It's a good picture, huh? So now, I can go out drinking with you? Is that the idea? Well, it's so we can hang out together and have fun together.
Right.
Thanks.
Thanks.
But I-- I can't go out partying with you tonight.
The idea of celebrating-- No.
No.
I understand.
Maybe tomorrow.
So is there-- Is there a card with this or anything? Oh, yeah.
Yeah.
What? Nothing.
If you have a problem, just say it.
"Happy birthday.
I love you, Bailey.
" That's it? That's all you wanted to say? It's a birthday card.
Sarah, I wrote "happy birthday.
" Right.
Right.
And you wrote the word love too.
And that's-- Oh, that's so romantic and very heartfelt.
God.
You know, how long did that take you? What is your problem? I don't know.
You know, maybe-- Maybe it's that I-- I write these-- These really long funny things to you on your birthday, these really romantic things, and I don't know, are you trying to tell me something? [SIGHS.]
I wrote "I love you.
" Sarah, what do you think I'm trying to tell you? Just so you know it is not that easy to get a good fake ID, and that is a really good one.
It took me a whole week.
I spent two hours trying to find exactly the right card for you.
I went three different places.
Is that enough time for you? Is that not enough? Well? Yeah, it's enough time.
Good.
JUSTIN: Thanks for doing this.
I, uh, kept trying to proof it, but my brain is-- I can't focus.
It's okay.
No problem.
I was gonna finish up mine tonight too.
I still haven't done that essay for Northwestern.
Yesterday in the hall, do you think that she knew she was gonna do it? I don't know.
Uh You know what? I really have to finish my applications.
I can't sit here all night.
I can't stop picturing her.
Taking these pills and, uh, going off to the garage.
And I keep imagining us finding out.
I mean, I don't know how.
Somehow.
And getting there in time and stopping the engine.
And pulling her out of the car.
Yeah.
I thought about that too.
By how were we supposed to know? I mean, it's not like she said something to me or to you that would-- Why would she? I dumped her, and you stopped being her friend.
She stopped being my friend.
Well, she didn't have another boyfriend after me, right? I don't know.
Maybe that's why she was so unhappy or-- Uh-uh.
No.
It-- It-- It's not our fault.
That's just-- No.
No.
Okay.
Fine.
Then why? She's 17.
There's her whole life, everything right in front of her.
Why, Julia? I mean, explain it to me.
[***.]
I can't.
And it was great, actually.
I'm glad I went.
You were right.
As is so often the case.
Heh-heh.
Um, Aaron and I stayed up talking pretty late last night, and he asked me if I wanted to come work with him.
Corporate insurance.
He's got his own company.
For real? Yeah.
I'm thinking about it.
Oh.
Little dry, maybe? I don't know.
No, not necessarily.
Okay.
Look, it's not so much the job.
It's-- Being around these people again.
You know, feeling-- I don't even know how to describe it.
And I know that you can't go home again and all that, but maybe I can get some of that back.
You know? And those were the best years of my life, high school.
Boy, it's a good thing you and I met now and not then because I was miserable those entire four years.
Not me.
I-- I liked who I was then.
Mrs.
Dwyer, hi.
Jul-- [***.]
That was her sweet 16.
She wanted to invite you, but it was right after you and Justin-- Yeah, I know.
It's okay.
She looks pretty.
[DOORBELL RINGS.]
It's probably more flowers.
I don't-- I don't understand why everyone sends flowers.
Is there, uh--? Is there anything that I can--? What am I gonna do? I-- I don't know how I'm gonna-- [SOBBING.]
I don't know how I'm gonna-- And then I think, "Is this how she felt?" This-- This must have been how she felt.
Why didn't we know? No-- Nobody can figure it out.
I wish she'd left a note, something.
Maybe I don't wish that.
I don't know anymore.
Oh.
There's some clothes, some sweaters that we-- We got her for Christmas that, uh, she'd never even-- See.
This would be pretty on you.
Okay.
Thanks.
She kept a journal, you know.
I mean, she-- She did when we were-- I know a couple of years ago.
Maybe she still-- Do you know where she kept it? In the-- In the box for her cowboy boots.
[***.]
I can't.
I can't.
Please.
LIBBY: "One a.
m.
now, "watching Love Story on Channel 2.
"And there's Harvard.
"I take it as a sign.
"I'll take anything as a sign.
"Please, please, please, please let me get in.
"What if I don't get in? "What will I say? "I can't even think about not getting in.
I'd die.
I would.
" [DANCE MUSIC PLAYING ON SPEAKERS.]
Do you like this song? It's okay.
I like this song.
So you want something to drink? We're gonna stay here? What? Nothing.
Nothing.
We'll stay.
Sarah, I thought you liked this place.
No.
You like this place.
Sarah-- Forget it.
We'll stay.
I said, we'll stay.
I'll have a-- A sparkling water.
Okay.
What? Dance with me? Oh-- Oh, I-- I can't.
Come on.
Yeah.
Okay.
* It's not right * * To leave me alone * * You know what you know * * I can't take it no more * * It's just not right To leave for so long * * Now you are coming back * * But you better move on * *It's not right * * To leave me alone * * You know what you know * * I can't take it no more * * It's just not right To leave for so long * * Now you are coming back But you * JULIA: "I got accepted today.
"'Dear Libby Dwyer, "welcome to Harvard class of 2001.
' "I feel like somebody dropped a million-pound weight on me, "and I'm under it, and I can't push it off, "and it's crushing me.
"Why did I want this? "Who was I kidding? "What if I screw up? "I don't even understand all the class descriptions.
"How am I gonna pass the courses? "Oh, God, if I flunk out, "that's worse than not getting in.
"I can't do this.
"And I look at those pictures in the catalogue, "all those kids who are smarter than me "and better than me and more popular than me.
I'm never gonna be one of them.
" That's it? That's the last page? Yeah.
That's all.
My God.
Libby.
I am not gonna have another fight with you.
No.
No way.
You do not decide when this is over.
I was dancing with some guy, Bailey.
Big deal.
It's not like I went home with him or anything.
Yeah, right.
You were trying to make me feel like crap, Sarah, and you know what? It worked.
That's exactly how I felt.
So good for you.
God, you know, that is so-- You want to cheat on me? Huh? Just for the hell of it? Just to get even with me? You want me to find you in bed with some other guy? Yeah, maybe I do.
[SIGHS.]
I really hate this.
Yeah, well-- It's like nothing I do is good enough.
Nothing I buy you, no-- No time I spend with you, no place I take you.
And I'm trying here to-- To be, like, a really good boyfriend to you and to make it up to you somehow, and I know that-- That is impossible, but I'm still trying, but it's never enough.
Right.
Well, it has to stop.
Right.
'Cause it's been-- It's been what? Three weeks? And that's a really long time.
God, I should be over it by now.
Three weeks and you really have suffered enough.
Sarah-- But how long did you keep me hanging on while you were sleeping with her, making me feel like I was the one who was doing something wrong? Was it six weeks? Two months? Sarah-- No.
Tell me, 'cause I want to know how long I have until we're even.
I don't-- What do you want? I want to be in love with someone else.
But I'm in love with you.
Hey, guys.
Come on, the pizza's ready.
Whoo! Can't it wait? T.
J.
has got H-O-R-S.
Uh-oh.
Char, so you know, Aaron and I decided we're not leaving tomorrow.
We're moving in.
By the way, I'm gonna marry your little sister here.
[GIGGLES.]
Oh, yes.
Teej, let me take one.
Sorry.
Important match going here.
Man, you ever gonna learn how to pass the ball or is that completely a lost cause? Now, see.
Look at that.
Nice.
Now, you'd done that in any of our games, I wouldn't have had to hog the ball all the time.
Oh, did--? Did I ever thank you for that? Charlie, did we ever thank him for that? Thank you for making all us poor slobs look so good.
Really.
Get out of here.
No, no.
I'm-- I'm humbled in your presence.
I mean, you know, when I turn on the games on the weekend and see you playing in the NBA-- Oh, wait a minute.
You're not in the NBA.
You're selling tennis shoes.
That's right.
What are you yammering about? Six seconds to go.
Grant down by two.
Ring any bells? That was my shot.
The 10-years-ago game, that's what you're talking about here? Coach said pass it to me.
I was clear.
That's bull.
You were showing off.
You got lucky.
What's the difference? We won.
You don't know if you would've made the shot.
Yeah, I would have.
Maybe every recruiter would be kissing my butt instead of yours.
Maybe I wouldn't be stuck in this lousy, boring job.
Wait.
Hold on.
Lousy, boring job? What? You saying that I took something that was yours? Yeah, yeah, exactly.
Oh.
Hey, guys, cut this out.
This is dumb.
What? What? T.
J.
, what "Oh"? Nothing.
Just, uh, I find it pretty amusing coming from a guy who slept with his best friend's girlfriend while they were dating.
Whoops.
Guess that slipped out.
Whoa.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
You--? You and Lori--? Look, Charlie, I'm so sorry.
God, don't, don't, don't.
Both of you.
Really, really, too bad we don't see each other more often.
[***.]
Thanks.
She's sweet.
Oh, right now she's obsessed with her hair.
It's gotta be a different style every day.
And she just started picking out her own outfits, which takes forever.
[CHUCKLES.]
What? Nothing.
I know, she sounds exactly like her mother.
Don't say it.
Heh-heh.
I wasn't.
So it must have been fun these past few days, you and the guys.
Three stooges back together again.
It had its moments.
Um, there was-- There was this one conversation, and, um-- This is so not a big deal in the grand scheme of things, but I was kind of curious.
You slept with Aaron? He told you? Not exactly.
Sort of.
God, I'm sorry.
I guess good gossip has a really, really long shelf life.
I was 17.
I was an idiot.
Who wasn't? We were-- We were at some party, and Paula-- Paula somebody and her boyfriend spiked the punch and And after I kept thinking, "What am I? Some slut?" And then you wanted to-- And what was I supposed to do? Pretend like it never happened? Let you think this was my first time? Does this matter to you now? I mean, really matter? No.
Okay.
It's just-- [SIGHS.]
With this whole reunion thing and all, I've been thinking about that time a lot.
You know, kind of like-- What's that expression? "We'll always have Paris," you know? We'll always have senior year before we had to go off and be grownups, before people started leaving.
It was this perfect time.
Only now it turns out that it wasn't.
I guess I'm gonna have to stop wishing that I was 17 again.
Oh.
[ORGAN MUSIC PLAYING.]
Hey.
Hey.
A lot of people.
Teachers and-- Yeah.
Even Pasternak's here.
Only B she ever got.
She'd probably be pissed he was here.
Yeah.
Hey, Julia.
What? Do me a favor.
Don't ever die.
I'm sorry I'm late.
You're not that late.
God.
God, this is so-- Have you ever been to a funeral before? GAIL: If she could come back and say one thing to us, I know what it would be.
It would be, "Don't stop your lives over this.
" I mean, she'd want us to remember her definitely, but Libby was the type of person who would want us to keep going on.
So let's.
For her.
Would anybody else like to? Uh, hi.
Um I don't think that Gail is right.
I'm-- I'm not sure that-- That Libby would say keep going.
I kind of think that she might say stop.
Stop and make sure that everything that you're doing right now, right now, is really what makes you happy, you know? I'm, uh-- I'm just trying to find something to take from this, 'cause otherwise all it is is that my friend is dead.
[***.]
And that's-- The thing is, is that you can't just live for some goal in the future and-- And have that be everything, have that be it, 'cause that's what she did.
It's like she got on this-- Well, not really but-- This road and there were all these signs saying "This way, this way.
" But what if you get there? You get exactly what you wanted like Libby did, except that all the things that were wrong are still wrong? Then what? Libby, I'm-- I'm so sorry that you were so unhappy.
And I'll miss you.
So was it awful? Oh, God, such a stupid question.
Of course it was awful.
I mean, what funeral isn't? It was pretty awful, yeah.
Was Sarah really upset? She barely said two words the whole afternoon.
Well, maybe this is her way of dealing with it, you know? She's mad at me still.
And yesterday-- Yesterday, I finally got to the point where I was like, "Enough already.
I can't keep apologizing to you.
" Yeah, so you reached your limit.
You know, it happens.
I mean, there's only so many times you can say I'm sorry, right? No.
No.
See, that's wrong.
I have to keep on saying it.
So I'm just gonna wait.
I'm gonna give her the time she needs because I love her.
What is that, like, a revelation or something? I just lost sight of it somehow.
Uh-oh.
Forgot to change this.
He shoots.
He scores.
High five.
Hey, buddy, you want to give me a hand? Okay.
Nice job.
Nice wrist action.
I should think about putting you to work here, huh? I mean, that name up there, Salinger's, that's not just mine, that's yours too.
Start you off easy, and when you get a little older, a little taller, make our way over to the register.
I mean, you don't have to work here if you don't want to, but if you do that'd be pretty cool, us running this place together, huh? What do you think? You in? I'm in.
Yeah.
I'm in too.
You want to get something to eat? A pizza or something? Nah.
I'm not very hungry.
Bailey, who's the strongest person you know? I don't know.
There's this guy in the weight room, Mike Shatner.
He can bench press, like-- No, I meant character strong.
Oh.
Oh.
Strongest person.
Um, I guess-- I guess Claudia.
Why? Claudia? Really? She's had all this bad stuff happen to her and she's still such a great kid.
Never feels sorry for herself, and always stands up for herself.
If there's one thing she's not, it's a pushover.
Pushover.
Right.
I'm kind of a pushover, aren't I? You? No.
No way.
No, I am.
You know, I-- I am, and the truth is I don't like myself very much these days.
Sarah, stop.
No.
It's-- It's good to say, to admit, you know, that I don't like myself.
And-- And I really don't like myself with you, Bailey.
Okay.
Well-- Well, that's because it's not like you to be this-- This cold, angry person all the time.
Right.
Right.
You know, I-- I stay mad at you and I'm this-- This bitch bent on making you miserable, which I hate.
But I forgive you and I am a total wuss with absolutely no self-respect.
You know, I can't win unless-- Unless what? Unless I end this.
End what? What are you talking about? Wh--? Are you talking about us? What do you--? You want to break up? I was sitting at that funeral thinking, "You know, what is the point of all this?" The fighting, and-- And apologizing, the breaking up and-- And getting back together.
You know, we should just stop this.
You-- But-- Sarah, you-- Y-you don't go through everything that you and I have gone through and then just-- Just give up.
Yeah, you do.
Sometimes you do.
[SIGHS.]
Don't you want to be happier than this, Bailey? I mean, don't you want that? Life's so short, and it's too short not to try.
Huh.
How about that? I did it.
Hi.
Uh, how much to mail these? Well, let's see what we got.
Hm, Berkeley, Northwestern, University of Iowa.
Looks and brains.
Dollar twenty-five cents each, please.
Okay.
Thank you.
Don't worry about it.
I'll just toss these in here.
Um, you know what? Uh-- I'd rather-- I'll-- I'll just take them.
Sure.
Thanks.
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