Catch and Release Page #3

It was a symbol of our decision

to spend the rest of our lives together.

Yes, but you didn't spend

the rest of your life with him.

He spent the rest of his with me.

I don't know what to say.

I'm going to go.

What is it with this town?

Everyone's so happy all the time.

And people aren't happy in Los Angeles?

Not like this.

This is like a Patagonia Disneyland.

Maybe they're all medicated.

You hear about that, you know,

towns where everybody's on Prozac?

Sounds pretty good. When can I move?

Bad day?

- Not great.

- What happened?

I was attacked by a mountain lion.

- Seriously?

- Oh, sort of. Kind of.

Hey, I...

I have something for you.

It was Grady's.

I thought you might want it.

- Lf you don't, you don't have to...

- No. No. Thank you.

Sporty.

I have to get back to work.

Tragic widow. Right?

If you can't blow off work now,

when can you?

I used to take pictures all the time.

Why'd you stop?

I started getting paid for it.

Took all the fun out.

I owe you an apology.

Just one?

I mean the funeral. Sorry I ruined it for you.

Yeah, if it hadn't been for you,

that would've been one great day.

I just...

Didn't want to be there, you know?

I wanted to be anywhere but there.

- You know?

- I know.

I mean, hey, if the other caterer

hadn't been gay, who knows?

I might've been doing

the same thing myself.

- Probably not.

- Yeah, probably not.

So, what are we doing tomorrow?

A little hiking? Mountain biking?

I can't skip work two days in a row.

Of course you can.

You can do whatever you want.

I don't know.

I do. Trust me. Hooky looks good on you.

Hey, check it out!

Grady just won $10 million.

That worked out well.

What the hell are you doing?

Little party, sir.

Jesus.

Sammy, did you take some of these?

How many of these did you take?

Hey. You dumbass. All right.

Come on, Sammy, get up. Come on.

We're getting up and we're walking.

- Come on, buddy. Get up. Get up.

- All right, all right.

Sammy?

Those were my pills, Sam.

If anyone's going to use them to check out,

it's going to be me.

Sorry.

I knew it was a bad idea.

Which? I mean, the vodka, the pills

or the combo?

The trip.

And I almost told him.

You know, like, so many times,

I was this close to saying,

"Come on, dude.

That pass, like, in a flat-bottom boat?

"Not even you, you know?

That's just crazy dangerous.

"Don't do it, sir."

And who knows, you know?

Maybe just this one time he might be, like...

"You're right, Sambo.

"Let's just shitcan

the great outdoors this weekend,

"stay home, rock some PlayStation instead."

It's not your fault.

I just miss him so much.

He was just the man, you know?

Move.

Scoot over.

Oh, man, I don't want to alarm you,

but you just totally pulled my I.V. Out.

Oh, my God, you painted!

The walls were disgusting.

It doesn't even really look like

his room anymore.

It looks like a Tampax box!

The doctor said he'd be sluggish.

Yeah, how about selfish?

Did the doctor say he'd be selfish?

Let's take it a little easy on the guy,

what with him trying to kill himself

and everything.

A few sleeping pills is not a suicide attempt.

It's just his way to get out of

helping with the peace garden.

If he'd really wanted to end it all, he'd have

gone out and gotten himself a gun.

They're not hard to come by.

This is America.

You guys go on ahead and get started

and I'll bring Sam in a few.

No, you have to be there.

They're expecting you.

I said I'll come.

So, this peace garden,

bringing a lot of peace into your life so far?

That's good. That's funny.

Sam, you almost ready?

Oh, excuse me.

Hi. Can you tell me...

I'm looking for someone who knows

something about Grady Douglas.

They're not here.

What?

Well, who are you?

I'm the cleaning woman.

Okay, well, can you tell

whoever's dealing with things

that I really need to talk to them?

Here, let me give you my card.

Does that game just end

or is it just going on forever?

You know when you just put everything in

the thing and you just can't find the one...

Here's me. I'm Maureen.

Yeah.

And we're staying

at the Silver Saddle Motel, okay?

Thanks.

Come on, honey!

He's not eight, is he?

- What?

- Your son.

He's not a very small eight-year-old, is he?

No. He'll be four in October. Why?

Eight?

God, the kid's practically in diapers!

Come here.

Yes, party people,

let's get this b*tch in the ground!

Right? To the roots! Let's plant a tree, man.

With the D-Man, where you going?

Where you going, Dennis?

Wait...

Oh, my God, how'd it get to be night out?

Oh, Lord. I missed it, didn't I?

Well, that's unfortunate.

Yo.

I think he blew off, hon.

He's on that biking trip again.

Let me get a message from you.

Persephone.

Okay.

Hey, man, how's it going down there?

Is it hot?

Persephone.

She's a Greek deity.

She's the goddess of the underworld?

You know what? Forget it. Too complicated.

I'm just going to tell him that you called.

And he will be so pleased.

All right. Bye-bye.

I mean,

it's not like I called her Antigone

or something. Jesus.

Oh, yes!

The glorious morning in the corn!

So, yeah, it wasn't before you,

it was more during you.

But it was only just that once, right?

Say "yes," please.

Hey, I could.

Believe me, I can bullshit

until the cows come home, but...

How many times?

I wasn't really keeping count.

When did it start?

When he started coming out to L.A.

For work.

He wouldn't see her

every time he went out there, though...

Would he?

Wow, wow.

Oh, this is bad. This is...

It's really bad.

Was it still going on?

No.

Not as far as I know, anyway.

She's really sexy, isn't she?

Naw.

No, she is.

No.

About that

other thing.

That's impossible.

The mother is a massage therapist

in Los Angeles.

Well, she's lying. Grady wasn't that stupid.

Well, he was sending her money.

He probably felt sorry for her.

He was very generous.

I saw the kid. He looks just like him.

You could show me 10 toddlers

and I would find

similarities between each of them

and Grady.

I'm sure I could.

I talked to Eve.

In Colorado, in the absence of a will,

a child is the sole heir.

Therefore, this boy will get everything.

How the hell did you let this happen?

Me?

Wait, how am I at fault here?

No satisfied man

goes screwing cocktail waitresses.

I'm calling Eve.

That kid isn't getting one cent

of my son's money

without coughing up some damn good DNA.

Okay, all right. Come on, man!

That's not yours.

This ain't funny anymore, kid!

$500 piece of equipment!

All right, put the... Kid, look at me.

I am not in shape enough

to chase you around this house.

- Hey, kid, this is not your sh*t, man!

- What is the problem?

The problem is your kid is like

an earthquake in short pants.

- He's all over the joint.

- That's his playfulness.

You have to be at ease. If you're at ease,

then he'll be at ease.

- What?

- Hi.

You didn't give anybody my message.

What is she doing here?

Hey, Gray. This is...

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