Breaking Up Page #2

Yeah.

But we would have

ended up in a bed anyway.

Now that it's out of the way,

it's better.

Takes the pressure off

the rest of the evening.

Why do you say things like that?

- Like what?

- "Takes the pressure off."

What does that mean?

I don't know.

I thought you were...

...ecstatically happy to see me.

- And I was. I am.

So?

- So, what?

- So maybe that means something.

Would you pass me that bowl?

Thank you.

Like maybe we should

be seeing each other again.

- I thought we were breaking up.

- Well...

What do you think?

We shouldn't talk like it

was a trip to the dentist.

- It was good.

- Something to get out of the way.

I didn't mean it like that.

- Why did you say it like that?

- Because.

What?

When we were going out

to dinner or something...

...it was always better if we,

you know, had sex before we went out.

For me, it was better.

Why?

I don't know. I just always

had a better time.

- In bed?

- No.

At dinner or wherever we went after.

I don't get it.

It's not important.

You really gotta let me buy the wine.

Didn't I leave a half a dozen

bottles of Napa here?

The cab sauv? What happened to them?

Okay, bad question.

I hope he enjoyed them.

To you, mi querida.

So whatever we were doing, you were

thinking about whether we'd go to bed?

It wasn't the only thing

on my mind, okay?

Hey, I'm not a nymphomaniac.

It had nothing to do with the sex.

I wasn't worried about whether I'd get

laid or not. I was worried about...

What?

I don't know.

You. Us, I guess.

How you felt maybe.

It made me nervous.

And then if we made love,

everything was okay.

I thought that it meant

that you loved me. That's all.

And then I could just relax.

I could just be myself.

We were having a good time

because we were good together...

...not because we were

desperate or horny.

I guess I thought it meant there

was a reason for us to be together.

I didn't know you felt like that.

No, I guess you didn't.

You put the carrots in the pasta?

Monica.

- Jesus, what are you doing?

- So you want to go to dinner?

It is not my fault if you cannot cook.

- You are an insensitive bastard.

- Insensitive?

- Want to know what I don't get?

- Get the hell out of here. Me?

- You invited me back.

- Stop calling and sending messages.

- I have not.

- I know it's you.

- Must be your other boyfriends.

- Only you would do that.

- Stay away from me. You are an abuser.

- I'm a what?

- You abuse me.

- Oh, my God!

- Stay the hell away from me.

- You're the one that abuses.

- Stay out of my life.

- I'm going. I'm gone.

- Get it through your head. It's over.

- I'm going.

- Leave me alone. Get out of my life.

- Fine!

Hi. Are you surprised? Really?

So am I. I'm surprised at myself.

Steve...

...I miss you. I do.

Well, six weeks is a long time.

No sex, I mean, six.

My phone, Darren.

Say what again? I miss you? Okay.

I miss you. Okay?

Are you happy now? Okay.

You don't have to do that.

You don't have to say it because

I said it. I didn't say it so... You do?

That's nice.

Because.

I hate not seeing you.

And I feel more

comfortable on the phone.

We do better on the phone.

Have you noticed that? We do.

We're nicer to each other.

And if we were on the phone and one of

us was out of town, it was even better.

Look, if you were in Australia

right now, I'd ask you to marry me.

Stop that. Don't be dirty.

Stop it.

Steve...

...l've been thinking.

There used to be reasons for people

to be together, to stay together...

... like stability and security

and even kids.

But you see, I don't need you

for these reasons nowadays.

I mean, I can get all this

on my own if I wanted to.

So if there are no real reasons

for two people to be together...

...then you're into unreal reasons,

fantastic things.

Like happiness and...

...good company and comfort...

...and understanding

and emotional support.

God, you wouldn't ask

that much from a saint.

You look at this person that you have

this relationship with, and you think:

"What the heck

is he good for anyway?"

I hate being without you.

I hate it.

It's not right.

Can't we do something about it?

I can't take it.

I can't.

Please.

Steve, what are you doing?

- Nothing.

- What?

- Go back to sleep.

- Are you all right?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yes, I am.

- Go to sleep.

- Why don't you turn on the light?

I don't need a light.

- You're going to break your neck.

- I can see.

- What are you doing?

- I'm looking for my shoes.

- You're dressed.

- I can't find them.

You're all dressed.

I must have taken them off

in the other room.

- Where are you going?

- I gotta go.

- Where?

- I gotta get home.

Why?

It's late.

- Come on, let's go back to bed.

- Look, I woke you. I'm sorry.

- You woke me?

- Yeah.

What were you going to do? Just leave?

Yeah.

What is going on?

- Nothing.

- Nothing?

- Nothing.

- What happened?

Nothing.

- Well, why are you leaving?

- I gotta get up.

- Besides that.

- No besides. I gotta get up.

Everybody's gotta get up, Steve.

I gotta get up.

The whole world's gotta get up.

We can talk about that one

some other time.

- I'm going crazy.

- See, that's different.

I thought it was your everyday,

garden-variety, existential crisis.

But crazy is different.

I'll call you tomorrow.

- What is it this time?

- What?

- Did I do something?

- Why do you think that?

Because I always do something.

No, nothing.

You didn't do anything, okay?

Look, I don't mind. Really.

I mean, we're not even

seeing each other anymore...

...so it doesn't matter.

But just as a favor, since it

makes no difference...

...could you not disappear

in the night like a thief...

...like you realized that you're at

the wrong place, like you made...

...this horrible mistake?

So I don't have to worry...

...that I upset you or disappointed

you or hurt you or drooled on you.

Just this once, I'd like to get laid

and get a good night's sleep, okay?

What do you say? For old times' sake.

Come on, we'll go to sleep.

We'll wake up in the morning.

I'll make you some coffee.

We'll read the paper.

You never disappointed me.

I didn't?

No.

That's what I thought.

No, no, no, no, no.

I was afraid.

I used to wake up...

I'd fall asleep and then be wide awake,

and I had to get out.

- Why?

- Not because it was bad, okay?

But because being here with you...

...everything else

was far away, just gone.

Me and my life, and every day

what I do and who I am.

I was losing that here.

I'd wake up and think, "It's gone.

I'm gone."

I've gotta get back to see

if it's still there.

See if I'm still there.

Because here...

I don't know who I am here.

I get lost here.

- Is that such a bad thing?

- It's not that it's bad. All right?

It's not good or bad.

It just takes over.

- It changes everything.

- It's supposed to change everything.

Yeah.

- Love, right?

- Right.

But suppose it doesn't last.

I gotta hang on to what I have besides

this, to who I am away from this.

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