Afternoon Delight Page #8
What do you want?
What do you want?
Just tell me.
-I want out.
-OK.
-Not out of this
marriage, Jeff.
I want out of this head!
I want out of this life.
-I get it.
It's fine.
Your wish is granted.
I am leaving.
[crying]
-Come here.
Come on.
Come here.
Come here.
[crying]
-Hey.
-Hey.
-So, I'm glad I saw you, I
but I also just wanted to
give you your space.
Also, tell you I'm so sorry.
-You know what, Rachel, I
Silver Lake that many years, but
where I come from in the
Palisades woman have
each other's backs.
-I think that's why I thought
that I could help her.
-OK, Rach, but you had
to know better.
Um, I meant to email you about
your room at Big Bear, for
your family.
I'm giving it to Amanda's family
because, you know, it's
gonna be awkward for the boy's
this time at the lake without
their dad, so just kind of have
to be really strong for
them, and I can't really do
that if you're there, so.
-Amanda.
Hey.
-Hi.
-I know I got really drunk the
other night and I know I said
some pretty awful things.
I didn't mean to call you--
-Kosher Amanda.
I'm actually not kosher.
-Oh, I think I just assumed.
-Sam keeps kosher, but
I love to cook.
I love to cook.
And there are so many things to
cook that are not kosher.
-But I do light the candles
on Friday nights.
I don't know why that gives me
such a bad rap around here.
Anyway.
So, I'll see you.
-I'm sorry.
You've reached Jeff.
Leave me a message.
[beep]
-I miss you so much.
Please come home.
-Did that feel better?
To be a pariah?
-I never felt like I fit in
with those moms anyway.
I mean, they don't work.
-You don't work either.
-I used to want to be
a war reporter.
-I remember.
-You do?
I said that, didn't I?
-Yes, you said it.
-Jeff acts like he
doesn't remember.
-Well, if you need evidence,
I take copious notes.
Sure it's in here.
-Jeff has been sleeping in Bo
and Stephanie's garage.
-Are you afraid he's
going to leave you?
-Yes.
-May I share something?
Portia and I broke up.
And I know this is
inappropriate.
-You know how you can be living
with someone and take
them for granted?
I did that with her.
The moment I met her, I said to
her, I want to be looking
at your eyes when I die.
-That is a lot for
a first date.
-That was the truth.
I didn't know what I
had when I had it.
I don't wanna start all over.
[sobbing]
-I don't wanna start all over.
[phone ringing]
JEFF (VOICEMAIL): Uh, hey.
You've reached Jeff.
[knocking]
-Jeff.
Je--
Hi.
Nice digs.
the middle of our life.
Our beautiful life.
Does Bo have any weed?
Oh my god.
-Hey, Rach.
Um, in my head, I kinda put this
all on you, but I think I
was asleep, so I'm sorry.
-What day is it?
-Friday.
-Oh, we should light candles.
[singing in hebrew]
-What are you saying?
You have no idea what you're
saying, do you?
-You're supposed to
cover your eyes.
That I know.
-Both of us?
-Mhmm.
-OK.
Eyes are covered.
[MUSIC PLAYING - DIRTY
PROJECTORS,
"IMPREGNABLE QUESTION"]
-It's for you.
I put that together.
Do you wanna know how
long that took?
-No.
-Long time.
All right, Mr. Giraffe.
Have a safe trip.
Don't be too scared.
RACHEL (OFFSCREEN): Send
us a post card!
[MUSIC PLAYING - DIRTY
PROJECTORS,
"IMPREGNABLE QUESTION"]
STEPHANIE (OFFSCREEN): I can't
believe he didn't talk to her.
That's crazy.
RACHEL (OFFSCREEN): There
was nothing to say.
-How'd she look?
-She looked good.
-Yeah?
-She looked, well, the same.
She seems happy.
-Well, that's good.
Good.
Still dancing, huh?
-Still hoofing it.
[MUSIC PLAYING - DIRTY
PROJECTORS,
"IMPREGNABLE QUESTION"]
JEFF (OVER PHONE): Hey.
-Hi.
JEFF (OVER PHONE):
What's going on?
-What are you up to?
You wanna meet me at home?
JEFF (OVER PHONE): Uh, yes.
-I'll see you in like
seven minutes.
JEFF (OVER PHONE):
See you soon.
-Nah, let's let him stay.
Bonnet, this is how
humans do sex.
[MUSIC PLAYING - DIRTY
PROJECTORS,
"IMPREGNABLE QUESTION"]
JEFF (OVER PHONE): Faster.
-Look in my eyes.
Look at me.
I'm here.
[MUSIC PLAYING - JJAMZ,
"GET WHAT YOU WANT"]
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