Careful What You Wish For Page #2

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There we go.

- What? You're just gonna let go?

- Well, I wasn't planning on prosecuting.

Dead. I'm gonna... fix this.

Yeah, I think I jammed it. Elliot's gonna kill me.

Come on. Come on.

Y'know, sometimes you just have to... push in.

Hmm! You got a lot of experience with that?

- Umm.

- You're a lifesaver.

Good thing you're next door.

I, uh... glad to be there.

Alright! A friggin' spider?

Yeah, by the end she was

practically sitting in my lap.

- Exactly.

- She was in here the other night.

Man!

But that husband of hers... he seems

a little loose around the pegs.

Why, what'd he do?

He gave Danny a death glare,

just for talking to her.

Freaked him out.

What? Danny's huge!

Yeah, man. But this guy looks

like he would hit a child.

I'm just sayin'. Hey, hey... watch your sh*t.

'Cause if he finds out that his lonely,

sex-starved wife, is givin' you a lap dance...

Uh-uhh.

Oh. You got such a pretty smile. It's not gonna

look like that when he's done with you.

Hey.

- Hey.

- I didn't want to wake your parents.

It occured to me, I don't think we

met all the way. You're Doug, right?

- Yeah.

- I'm Lena.

You'll never guess what happened.

The spider came back with a big spider gang?

No!

I... locked myself out.

Give me a hand?

Yeah.

- Would you mind keeping this between us?

- Uh, sure. Why?

Elliot warned me I wouldn't be able to take

care of myself out here in the Summer.

- I hate when he thinks he's right.

- Yeah, well, is he right?

Not if I have you to look after me.

It'll be our secret. This way.

There's a window we can break.

Yeah, but there's gotta be an

open one around here, somewhere.

I checked.

Have at it.

What, we just break your window?

Gonna wake my parents.

I don't know, maybe you could, uh.. wrap

your shirt around it. Muffle the sound.

- OK, can you hold that?

- Yeah.

- You sure?

- Yeah.

Quick!

Hey.

Oh, no, you're bleeding. Now I feel horrible.

- Oh, no, it's no big deal, it's...

- But I'm not sending you home like this.

There's a first-aid kit in the kitchen.

Indulge me. Come on.

- You want a beer?

- Uh, sure. Yeah.

Thanks.

It's research. He's looking

to invest in a micro-brewery.

Me, I don't wanna think about

how profitable a beer is.

I just wanna taste it.

So, it's here, somewhere.

He bought it with all this new stuff, for the boat.

- Projects of the week.

- He doesn't stay interested long?

Well, we've been out here 12 days,

and he's been gone 10 of them.

Even missed our anniversary.

Let's see what we have here.

Lift your shirt.

- It's not as bad as I thought.

- That's always good to hear.

I think you'll live.

Cool.

I'm sorry, that-that was bad.

Then try again...

but better.

You didn't wanna do that.

And you don't wanna do this.

Oh, my God.

Hi. Hey.

I think... you should probably go.

Did I do something wrong?

Look where you are.

I'd say this is pretty wrong.

But no, you were good.

I was?

Wait, have you ever been with a girl before?

Have you ever been with a girl before?

Maybe once or twice, but seriously,

this was your first time? Just now?

No. The kitchen was my first time,

and then the stairs and then here,

so t-technically, it's my third time.

You're very technical, Doug Martin.

You can't tell anybody about this.

You know that, right?

I know.

So... you must be pumped from last night.

What the hell were you watchin', anyway?

Skinemax? YouPorn? Poopydoggy.com?

- What are you talkin' about?

- You butt-dialed me last night, dude.

And... is that you?

Did you go interactive? Hey ...

Great.

Well, why would you settle for that

when you could have the real thing?

Look, Emma Shalloway and Jane Davis.

Aw, look at that smile! She wants your virginity.

- No, I'm good.

- Good! Good?!

Good? What, are you kiddin' me?

Hey, this is ridiculous.

- This is the sound of desperation.

- Yeah, desperation.

- Please don't go all Viagra commercial on me.

- Oh, Dougie.

Don't forget to tip the help.

My husband sent me to see how

you're coming along with the boat.

Show me what you've done inside.

- Shut that, would you?

- Yeah.

- I thought about you all week.

- Me, not at all.

It must be amazing to know how to sail.

My grandfather taught me. When I was

little, he told me about this kid,

Robin Lee Graham, who sailed all around the

world, all by himself. Left when he was 16.

Didn't come back for like, five years.

When do we set sail?

Come on, what's stopping you?

- Well, we-we're on a lake.

- True.

I've always... dreamed of just disappearing.

Just take off, relax, throw caution to the wind.

That is not my specialty.

Trust me, it's easy.

You just... leave everything behind.

Lena! Come on.

Hey, what'd I tell ya? I got a

good feelin' about tonight.

You know, that's what's

incredible about you, Carson.

You always have a good feeling.

You are undeterrable.

Thank you.

Elliot.

Right now. I can't wait.

Are you crazy? Elliot's right out front!

Lena?

Don't move.

Lena?

Oh, there you are. Hurry and finish up.

I'm gonna grab a smoke.

I'm done, just let's get home.

Hey!

I need a word, immediately. Doug, get down here!

This hasn't been caulked thoroughly.

Just one oversight, like that, one

leak... and the whole thing rots.

OK.

Just don't be lazy, Doug. Anything

worth doing's worth doing all the way.

You're right. I'm sorry.

I gotta go out of town again tonight.

I'm workin' on a deal for a micro-brewery.

You travel a lot.

You know why I'm givin' you a hard time, Dougie?

You're not like these kids down here,

just cruisin' through town, partying.

I like that. You take things seriously.

I think I give you a hard time,

because you remind me of me.

Gettin' ahead... takes, uh... sweat... focus.

Then, when you think you get there, and you,

you think you got somebody to... share it with,

you get some respect, some appreciation...

Well, maybe you have to treat someone

right, for them to appreciate you.

Fix the floor, Dougie.

Who wants Oreos?

- What's all this?

- It's a bed picnic.

It's been so long, since I've been this happy.

- Then, why do you look so sad?

- Oh...

I dunno.

I can't help but feel like... like

I'm stealing away your youth.

Are you kidding me? It's the best youth ever.

What's this?

Yeah, when you're young, you don't realize

the permanence of your decisions.

First love...

feels so big.

- What, there was a matching one?

- Mm-hm, they fit together.

Pretty dumb, I know, because, of course, it winds

up being not half a heart but a broken heart.

There we go.

Maybe I'll get a second chance.

Maybe.

- For you.

- What's this?

They're prepaid... untraceable.

Elliot's pretty paranoid. Just keep it hidden.

You have no idea what he's capable of.

You're it!

- Where you going?

- I need more fuel.

Come and get it.

Ah, food. Yes!

God! I'm gonna have to restock

before Elliot gets home.

The gardener.

Hey, you didn't sign the log last time.

Yeah.

Thanks.

I'll leave you two boys to your joyride.

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