A Quiet Little Marriage Page #4
We confirmed a pill prescription
for you a few months back.
It's possible
to get pregnant right away,
but for most people,
it takes some trying.
If things
don't happen naturally,
come back,
and we'll talk.
My pill prescription?
Your birth control pill.
No, I'm not taking
the birth control pills.
Right.
But you renewed your
prescription four months ago.
So you haven't been off it
very long.
No.
I renewed?
When did you take
your pill last?
I'm sorry.
Um...
I don't know
when I took my last pill.
Yeah, it's still in your body.
Just give it a while.
Keep trying.
You can get dressed now.
Hey, just the person
I wanted to see.
Not now.
Hey, Olive.
I could really use some advice
about something.
Hi.
What's going on?
What happened?
I went to
the gynecologist today, Dax.
You okay?
No.
Apparently, I messed up
my birth control pills,
and that's...
that's not very good for me,
you know?
It's not too f***ing healthy.
I...
I've been slipping them
to you.
Is that what
you're trying to say?
Because I found
your little pill stash.
How could you do that to me?
Do you know how stupid I felt
sitting in that office
thinking I was pregnant?
I found your diaphragm.
You started it.
Well, I'm sorry,
but that's not the same thing.
It's not the same thing?
You can't sneak a baby,
Olive.
It's a human being,
for Christ sake.
You wouldn't even talk to me
about it.
You wouldn't even
discuss it with me.
I told you.
I told you
I did not want to have a kid.
I mean, look at my family.
Is that what you want?
I don't think you know.
You know,
I think it's some sort of
conceptual thing for you, Olive.
Oh, okay.
I'm sorry.
I forgot that you know
what's best for everyone.
If we had a kid,
everything we did,
every mistake we made
would affect that kid.
I mean, we'd mess it up.
You what?
Did you...
You put it in my coffee
every day?
Every day
for how many months?
Don't look at me like that.
No.
You don't get to look at me
like that
with everything
that I have going on right now
with my dad.
Exactly.
It's just,
your dad's falling apart.
into having a baby.
No, you don't get to talk
to me about him.
You don't get to talk to me
about my dad.
How could you do this to me?
and compare scores with you
on who's worse,
because you drugged me, Dax.
I was...
Ah...
Dax?
Are you okay?
Dax?
I don't feel...
- Okay.
- I don't feel good.
Okay.
Just stay right there.
Vitamin B and vitamin C
and Tylenol cold and sinus,
some codeine that
was left over from a root canal.
Okay.
I think there were
some children vitamins.
Laxatives.
And birth control pills,
just two of them.
And that's all.
And some echinacea.
And that's all.
Okay.
I didn't make it for you,
you know?
I just wanted to see
how easy it was to hide pills.
Okay, Mr. Hughes.
These will help
settle your stomach.
You probably won't feel
like eating tomorrow,
and that's okay.
Remember to stay hydrated,
even if you're sipping water
or chewing ice slivers.
This has the contact number
should you have
any more problems.
Keep an eye on him.
What do you want?
You want to split?
Do you want a divorce?
I don't know.
Do you?
I don't know.
I don't think so.
I don't know.
I'm pissed, Olive.
Yeah.
You can reach me
on my cell.
Olive!
I thought
I had the wrong place.
I'm sorry it's so late.
What's going on?
Olive left me.
I just wanted to talk.
Yeah.
That's shitty, man.
Can I come in?
No.
I can't come in?
Well, Sylvia's sick.
She's really sick.
And I think...
I think it's contagious.
She's back?
Yeah.
It's just a bad time.
I'll...
I could stop by later.
We could get a beer
or something.
I'm sorry about Olive.
Olive.
Mrs. Hughes.
We've been trying
to reach you.
Your dad had a stroke
last night.
He died early this morning.
He was very peaceful.
He wasn't alone.
No.
I was with him.
Nobody called me.
Yes, we've been calling.
Oh, God.
Olive.
Olive?
Dax?
Olive?
Dax.
My dad died.
Oh, Jesus.
I'll never be able
to go back there.
I ran away.
I'll never be able
to go back there.
Yes, you can.
I'll go with you.
Yeah?
Yeah.
Let's have a baby.
What are you talking about?
Not because of what happened
with your dad.
I was thinking about it
before you even came back.
I'm scared,
but that's a bad reason
not to do something, you know?
The way we love each other,
you know, it'd be okay.
Dax.
We can't have a baby.
We're a total f***ing mess.
But I love you.
You want one,
and I want one.
I love you so much.
But no.
We're the last people
in the world
But I want one.
No.
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Olive?
Hey, baby,
your coffee's ready.
Olive?
Sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm about to iron.
Do you want me to iron
your shirt?
No, no.
I just won't
take my jacket off.
- Are you sure?
- Yeah.
Okay.
Are you okay?
Yeah.
Okay.
I'm gonna grab that real quick,
all right?
Okay.
Thank you.
Yeah.
Jackson.
Hey, little brother.
Wow.
You... you look sharp.
Yeah.
Olive's dad died.
We're going to the funeral.
Who's that?
Oh.
Yeah, he's a small one.
Look,
all his little fingers
barely add up
to one of mine.
He's kind of good-looking,
though,
don't you think?
When?
I think he's about a month.
Where's Sylvia?
Oh, man.
That's been kind of a nightmare.
She shows up a week ago.
She dumps him on me.
And then she sneaks out
in the night.
Oh, man.
Come on, you should come inside.
The thing is,
I'm doing my best,
and I've been clean
for two whole days,
and I'm gonna stay that way.
But the kid,
he can't stay at my place.
Sh*t, I can't even
stay at my place.
Jackson, what are you
talking about?
Dax, I'm going upstate.
There's a rehab up there,
okay?
I've been talking
to one of the counselors,
and I'm gonna
turn my sh*t around.
Now, listen,
Mary's been up there, okay?
She says it's a great place.
And you said
you'd help me, Dax.
I need you to take my baby.
What about Sylvia?
Okay, so there's diapers
in this bag, okay?
There's... there's a bottle.
There's formula.
Jackson.
Jackson.
You can't just dump this on me.
Dax, I can't.
I can't.
But I will call you,
and I will be back.
Wait.
Jackson.
I'll be back.
How do I...
Okay.
I'm ready.
Who's that?
It's Jackson's son.
Jackson has a baby?
Yeah.
Well, where's Jackson?
He left.
When is he coming back?
I don't know.
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