$50K and a Call Girl: A Love Story Page #7

from aborted fetus'

or something.

I'm not putting a f***ing

aborted fetus inside my brain.

Can you just listen to me

for a second, please.

He sounded like,

really positive, like...

like it could work.

We talked about this

at the very beginning.

I don't want to go back

to a doctor.

I don't want to go back

to a f***ing hospital.

Now you're bringing it up?

I'm f***ing shitting myself.

I can't barely walk.

I can't see out of my eye.

And now,

"Oh hey, let's try it now."

Now that I'm all f***ed up,

"Let's try this now."

Awesome, is he going to bring

my f***ing eye sight back?

You know what?

I f***ing understand why

you've never been in love.

Because you're a f***ing

selfish a**hole.

And you don't

give a f*** about me

or your family or your brother.

You just--

you can't do this to me!

I'm not gonna f***ing do it!

Hey....

Look, I'm sorry, all right?

I didn't know

you felt like that.

All right, let's...

Let's go.

I'll get the treatment,

all right?

What do you mean?

The f***ing treatment.

I'll do it.

I was being an a**hole.

Try it.

You will?

I love you.

In five days,

we would fly back to Los Angeles

to begin experimental

stem cell therapy.

Ross was weak...

but hopeful.

As Ross began

consulting on the phone with his team

of doctors in Los Angeles, I felt

a mixture of hope, relief...

and a new kind of sadness that I

was struggling to understand.

All of these people, all of

these patients are still alive.

What are you guys doing?

What are you looking at?

Is that the clinical

trial stuff?

Yeah, I just want to know what

I'm getting into, you know?

What are the side effects?

The usual...

Fatigue...

hair loss, chocolate penis.

The ushe

Chocolate penis?

Mm-hmm, I'm happy about it.

She loves chocolate.

It's a win-win.

What about you?

What do you mean?

What are you gonna do

when I'm all better?

I'm gonna f***ing celebrate.

I'm gonna drink a f***in' gallon

of hobo's blood

and just walk the streets

in my nudity.

Are you capable of having

a serious conversation?

Uh, I can try.

Why?

I feel like you guys are about

to do an intervention on me.

I'm just wondering.

- No, I mean, look...

I love you...

and you've been awesome to me for

the last two-and-a-half years

for going through all this sh*t

with me and...

documenting it and I get

all of it but...

What the f*** has

happened to you?

What do you mean?

What do I mean?

Look... look at yourself.

Okay.

- Look at this guy in the f***ing mirror?

What do you see there?

I see

David Schwimmer with a Mohawk.

See?

- Like the love child of...

Bette Midler

and David Schwimmer.

and you know that I love you and I

think you're f***ing hilarious...

But truthfully, that's a guy

who's lost right there.

You've lost Lauren,

you lost your fianc.

Jesus Christ, you lost most of

your hair...

With a razor... and you just

keep joking around about it.

It seems like when I got sick,

you started drinking,

you started getting

more out of control

and living like it was

your last day on earth.

Yeah.

Now you don't have Lauren,

you don't have a fianc,

you're getting f***ed up

all the time.

What's-- What's gonna happen?

Either this works and I live

and I go on and live my life

with her...

What life do you go back to?

Who do you go home to at night?

'Cause eventually this is gonna

end one way or another.

Like either, like I'm going

to die or I'm going to live,

but the party's gotta f***in

stop at some point.

When the party was over...

What would I be left with?

And what would I be

left without?

We're engaged!!

This is like hours later.

But we've had a lot of steak

and a lot of wine

and Florence has treated us

very well.

- We wanted to tell you.

All of you.

- All of you.

That we love...

- Our public.

...our public.

Anyways...

- Okay, love you!

So what just happened?

Umm...

Seth just proposed to me,

in Florence.

And I thought that

he was absolutely

100 thousand million

percent not.

I cannot even...

I'm really surprised.

Like, I still have to sit down.

I have not gotten up

from this chair.

This is where it happened.

He kneeled down,

and we're in Florence.

He was sitting here,

he looked really scared

and I did not know why, um...

Should we reenact it for them?

Okay...

No

- No.

Okay.

So with the

last of our wedding money,

I flew down to Maryland

and went to Lauren's parents'

house to make a grand gesture.

In a rented tuxedo

and a white horse.

Lauren!

Lauren!

Seth what are you doing

on a horse?

Is Lauren home?

I don't think she

wants to see you right now.

Her parents told

me that she didn't want to see me,

and she finally came outside so

that I could make my case.

I told her that I knew

I'd been an a**hole.

I'd made her feel

like an outsider.

It was all my fault and there

was no excuse I could make

that would justify my behavior.

But it was up to her to decide

if she could forgive me.

At the end of the day, I think

the horse and the outfit

did most of the work.

Later that afternoon,

Lauren and I flew back

to New York together

to meet up with Ross and Carly.

Baby?

Yeah?

Everyone's leaving the ice.

I know.

We'll go, we'll go...

Let's just take our time.

So we're making our way back?

Ow, my foot.

Let's make our way back,

everyone's leaving.

I know, hold on one second.

I think my...

I think one of my laces

might have come undone...

No...

Is it-- Is it alright?

Okay.

- No, I was just checking my lace.

- Let's go.

Hey baby?

I uh...

I wanted to tell you...

I'm so, uh...

I'm so sorry for what happened

when we were in, uh...

Las Vegas... and when you gave

the ring back to me,

it was like the worst day

of my life.

But uh...

I wanna tell you that...

I love you so much.

- Oh my God.

What are you doing?

- And...

- What are you doing?

I want-- I want you back.

And I wanna do it

for real this time.

So I want you to tell--

- Oh my God... oh my god.

Oh my God!

- Basically...

- What are you doing?!

Oh my God!

- Basically...

Will you marry me?

Oh my God!!

- It's not going on.

- Oh my God.

- What do you say?

- Yes.

- Yes?

- Yes.

Come here, come here.

- What is this?

Oh my God.

Oh my God.

Oh, thank you!

- Congratulations!

- Thank you so much!

Oh my God.

You okay?

I'm okay.

With two days left before

his treatment was scheduled to begin.

Ross decided it was finally

time to go home.

There she is.

Hey, Mom!

- Good Lord!

Hi!

Haven't seen you for awhile!

Good to see you.

- Good to see you.

- Hi!

- I'm Ross' mom, Sandra.

This is Carly.

Nice to meet you.

Come on in!

So how long have you known Ross?

Um like, like a month or two.

A month or two?

- Mm-hm.

Well you seem happy.

You seem like a cute couple.

Yeah, we are.

Can I tell you something?

Do I want to know?

We're married.

Get out...

Seriously?

Yeah, seriously!

You heard the good news!

Yeah, what a surprise.

- Yeah.

Uh, I really don't know

what to say...

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