About Alex Page #3

in the bay area.

That sounded strange. I'm

sorry, I didn't realize

until it came out of my mouth.

Shame I didn't have your number.

You could've solved

all my problems.

Why did you lie?

When?

Alex, about the book.

I didn't lie.

I said the book will be

done soon and it will.

Why not just say it's

still in research.

Just, you know?

Because maybe this weekend

isn't about my problems.

If you want to schedule

some time to do that, we can

find it.

She seems really sweet.

Stop it.

Tell us all about your

illicit office romance.

Hmm?

You're being so annoying.

Did you play naughty intern?

That's not what happened.

What, I think it's hot.

Go to sleep.

All of you, go to sleep.

Get out of here.

I'm ready to go to sleep.

I'm over it.

I'll go with you.

Good night.

Night guys.

Night.

Just gonna hang out?

How many times does she

wake up during the night?

Like do you have to feed

her, like, I don't know,

hour and a half?

You're such an a**hole.

Cause my friend, I have

some friends who have

kids, and they say

it's like Vietnam.

Go f*** yourself.

He had been calling me a lot.

Mm?

Alex...

Not too much to talk

about, just checking in.

Always asking about the book.

"How's the book?

How's the book going?

How you doing

on the book?"

Got to the point where I

was screening his calls.

The taste in my

mouth, it's good.

Agh!

Isn't it so funny how

we're all breathing under

the same roof again.

Do you ever wish we

could just go back?

Sometimes.

Actually, no I don't.

I really don't.

Why?

Not at all.

Because I...

I don't know, I guess I

was mainly just scared.

Of what?

Of you all.

The possibility that

you didn't like me.

That's ridiculous.

It's the truth.

I remember that that

feeling did not go away.

Until, um, until junior

year when Ben had me at

his parents' place for Easter.

We took the train

there and back.

Barely talked, but you

know, it was, it was

better than talking.

It was just...

Just nice.

Hm?

I don't know how to say this.

But, have you ever thought

about going to therapy?

Because, I've done

it a lot, and...

You have?

Yeah.

Why?

Seriously?

Yeah, you're fine.

Oh, um, let me think, how

I'm constantly anxious and

I can never pinpoint why,

and how ever since college

I can only be with guys

who are a**holes or

married or both...

Has the therapy helped?

I mean, I take Xanax now.

That helps, and also, you

know, the other stuff is

helpful.

It's through, it's

complicated, though.

My therapist kind of

thinks that it's very deep

rooted in my childhood and...

I'm s-sorry I'm

talking about myself.

I'm so self-absorbed.

This is why I'm in therapy.

No it isn't!

No it isn't.

You just need sleep.

I know, but are you okay?

Do you need something

right now before we go to sleep?

Sarah, you're going to have

to stop asking me that, okay?

Mmm...

You're very nice.

Well, I think you're doing

a really good job, and I'm

just going to wait here

until you fall asleep.

Alright, forget it.

Good night, thank you.

I'm glad you're here.

Isaac.

Isaac!

Uh huh?

You're awake?

Unh...

What do you like about me?

What?

You waited too long.

Baby, it's the

middle of the light.

Well now, now I can't

trust what you say because

it didn't just come to you.

Wait can we, can we just

talk about this in the morning?

No, we can't talk about

it in the morning.

I think, I think your

friends think I'm...

Stupid and young.

They don't think you're

stupid or young.

You're neither.

Go back to sleep.

We'll talk about this tomorrow.

But...

Oh, hey.

Hi.

Oh, you know what I

wanted to tell you?

What's that show that you like?

The one with, with all the

ladies and they're in a city.

What is it? What is that?

The real housewives?

- Yeah, I don't

- the real housewives.

No, no, no, but I was

watching that show.

No you weren't.

No, it was on, and I was

there, and I couldn't look

away, and do you

want to know why?

Oh, shut up.

Sarah, do you want to know why?

Because I realized why you

love that show so much.

Because at its core, it's

about the human condition.

No.

What?

I thought they hated each other.

They do and they don't.

It's like a weird

game they play.

Your friends are f***ed up.

They prefer complicated.

Sarah and Josh.

Just like old times.

I wonder why I let

this keep happening.

I don't know, Sarah.

Maybe because you want it to.

No, it's just something

I think I want and then

later I feel awful about.

You alright?

Yes.

Are Ben and Siri acting

weird, or is it just me?

It's just you.

You think they heard us?

How would I know?

Well, I don't know.

She's a light

sleeper, that Siri.

And you're very loud.

You've gotten louder.

What is that supposed

to mean "she's a light sleeper?"

Oh, I thought you were

talking about the fact

that you got louder.

I don't, you know,

remember in college with

those dorky little

orange earbuds?

And she will still

complain about being woken

up by the church bells?

You're still in love with her.

I'm not still in love with her.

Yes you are.

I'm not still in

love with her, Sarah.

I just find it fascinating

that Ben seems to get

everything that

he wants in life?

Can I ask you a question?

Where do you get off

thinking the whole world

is conspiring against you?

You want to go again?

No.

What?

You're a dick.

Yeah.

All men are d*cks, Sarah.

We're hardwired that way.

Yeah, but you're a dick

who thinks he's better

than a dick because he

can back up his dickish

behavior with psychobabble

and pseudoscience.

Yeah, blah blah blah blah blah.

Let's go again.

I don't want to.

I think it would be a

good idea to go again.

You can't go again.

I can go again.

There are three stages

of finding friends in college.

The first is desperation.

Second is panic.

The third is fate.

When you wind up at

the same table together

somehow, then your

real life begins.

Busted!

Does everyone else know.

Paper-thin walls.

Perfect.

No one is judging.

Ugh, besides me.

It's like I'm this mature,

successful, adult woman,

except when I'm with Josh,

it's like I'm back in

sophomore year and I'm

just total insecure, and...

It's complicated.

He was your first.

It's not complicated.

He's using me.

Who's to say you

aren't using him?

My therapist, actually.

Josh is a man-child who

uses sex, I'm serious, as

a means of processing

deep-seated emotional issues.

And you are an overworked

tax attorney who could

stand to get laid.

I'm a...

Mergers and acquisitions

attorney who could stand

to get laid, thank you.

Whatever.

Are you still...

With...

I think I might be a little...

What?

You don't run.

Well, I'm thinking

of picking it up.

Alex, you're still recovering.

Why don't you take it easy?

I can always stop.

I have been trying to get

motivated all morning.

Come with me.

Yeah?

How'd you sleep?

Fine, why?

Really?

Just wanted to make

sure you weren't being attacked.

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