Come Back to Me Page #3

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Just give me a moment.

Yeah.

Here, this'll calm your nerves.

I'm pregnant.

You don't seem too thrilled.

I just can't believe it.

That's how I first felt.

Congratulations.

I guess so.

You guess so?

Come on, this is what you wanted, right?

Hey, I'm sure Josh'll be over the moon.

Give me a call when you feel better.

I'll do a blood test to confirm the good news.

Hey, Dale.

Hi, Sarah.

Look, I... I know this may seem weird,

but... have you been home all day?

Did you see me go for a run or anything?

You didn't see me fall?

Are you OK?

I don't know.

Dale?

Oh, hello, Dr. Dell.

You two know each other?

Dale used to deliver my groceries until, uhh...

Why did you stop?

I don't like dogs.

Ah, Buster.

Sorry to bother you, Dale.

Bye, Dale.

Just go in and tell him.

I often get told there's a hot babe waiting for

me at the bar, but none of them are this smokin'.

Oh, I think we can do much better than that.

Johnny, uh, something a little

stronger for my lady friend, here.

- I can't, Josh.

- Oh, come on, Tequila.

I already tried, bud.

Josh...

I can't.

Wha...

are you?

See you soon, Paul.

It's alright, babe. I'll see myself out.

Are you sure you're OK?

Yeah, yeah, just, uh...

surprised.

- Yeah, well, that's what happens when a man...

- Yeah, I get how it works.

I love you so much.

I'll see you at home.

Shot of whiskey.

Listen, listen, man,

- I know what you're thinking...

- Just...

Just keep 'em coming.

Josh?

Oops, sorry.

Jesus Christ, Josh.

What, you didn't hear me calling out?

I mean, what are you even doing home?

Did something happen at work?

Talk to me.

OK, fine, well can you at least

clean up the broken glass?

In, uh, in college, like everyone else,

I was-I was, up for some extra cash.

Some buddies of mine were...

getting beer money by donating their...

So, I gave it a shot.

But I was politely turned away.

Apparently, my, uh, count was...

zero.

I've-I've wanted so badly to tell you.

You know, at the... when we were

staying at the casino and...

well, since we've been married.

And I-I've seen every f***ing specialist around,

but the diagnosis is always the same:

"Hey, sorry, kid, you're shootin' blanks."

But, you can't be.

Oh, well... there's the thing.

I'm sterile, and you're pregnant.

Now, I'm no Einstein, but you

know, I can add that one up.

I don't wanna know whose it is or how

long it's been going on. I just, I-I...

Wait! Wait, what is going on?

Well, that's what I'd like to know,

Sarah, but I really don't wanna hear it.

- What, you're leaving me?!

- Well, what did you expect?!

Sarah!

Wha-wh... what, do you want me to sit around and

rejoice the fact that you're cheating on me?

- I... I could never cheat on you.

- Oh, well, then what is this, huh? What?

I-immaculate conception?

- Josh, don't go.

- No, no, I should've expected this.

Yeah, what with you sitting around

watching that nasty sh*t all day.

Look, OK, you're drunk, you can't drive.

Oh, I'm gonna drink a shitload more...

until I pass out...

hopefully wake up, and all this

is some f***ing nightmare.

What the f*** is happening?!

You got what you wanted.

That's what's happening.

No, Josh, Josh, please!

Leave me alone.

Alright, you've reached Josh McClaren. Uh,

leave a message, and I'll get back to you.

Josh?

- It's me. I'm coming over.

- No, please, I'm fine.

You're not. You sounded terrible today.

You shouldn't be alone.

Look, I'm not gonna be much company.

Never thought you were.

See you soon.

OK, in ya go. That's it.

How many of those pills did you have?

Good, Buster, you stay there.

OK, in ya go.

There you go.

- We'll be right here, OK?

- Thank you.

- That's it, just relax.

- OK.

You good, Buster?

Jesus, Buster.

Sarah, it's OK, go back to sleep.

Buster, come here.

Buster.

Buster, shh!

Buster, come on, seriously?

Shh!

Buster... Josh, is that you? It's Leslie.

Buster!

Buster?!

Come, buddy.

Buster.

Buster!

Buster?!

Come on, come on, buddy.

Leslie?

Leslie?

Is that Buster?

Buster, Buster!

Come here, buddy. Come here.

Why is the door open? Buster!

Buster, come in, buddy.

Buster!

Buster!

Sarah!

What?

Sarah?

There's a beautiful baby boy waiting to meet you.

Thank you.

Hey. Congratulations!

Let me take a look at the little man.

I guess I don't know who the father is, after all.

Beer?

I gotta go to work, man.

Come on, you're a bartender,

you're not a brain surgeon.

I thought you were gonna go home last night.

Didn't know what to say.

Well, "let's talk" is usually

a good place to start.

Sh*t, man, stop being such a p*ssy.

Yeah, she's your wife, for Christ sake.

I mean, even that ought to entitle

her to a-a civil hearing.

Uh, pretty sure you lose that right

when you f*** someone else.

Oh, come-come on. Seriously? Get

off your high horse, alright?

'Cause it's not like you've

been honest with her, is it?

Look, man...

I might just be some

cocktail-slinging stoner, right?

But even I believe good

things happen to good people.

Now, you thought you were shooting blanks, right?

It only takes one little swimmer to make a baby.

You let Sarah go without a fight,

you're more of a f***-up than I am.

Think about that.

Go ahead, go take a shower, change

out of that stinking uniform,

and please, hey, please, at least give her a call.

Hello?

It's me.

Hey, uh, how are you?

I wanna leave already.

For a doctor, I really hate hospitals.

How's the little one?

He's good.

I think you should stay at my place tonight.

- I can't.

- Please.

I don't know what's going on, but I sure as

hell don't think you should

be at your place on your own.

Exactly. I don't know what's going

on, and I need to find out, Les.

I... I'll call you tomorrow, OK?

Just like the last time...

Shh.

Shh, it'll be just like last time.

You didn't like my other music...

so maybe this will relax you.

Dale?

Would you like to dance?

Rainbridge Farms.

You introduced me to these, remember?

Can't stay long tonight.

But I can't wait to see you again tomorrow.

I really love our time together.

I think you're the one.

I'm dead?

I'm dead?

I'm f***ing dead?

He killed me?

He killed me?

Impossible.

He killed you.

I just saw him kill you.

What is this?

- This is what's been happening since he moved in.

- You've gotta go to the police.

And tell them what?

My f***ing neighbor is killing me?

You've got it all on tape.

But I'm alive, Leslie. If I go to the

police, they're gonna think it's fake.

That it's a joke, that I doctored

it somehow, it's special effects.

I'm a hundred percent normal.

Perfectly healthy.

No signs of trauma, anywhere.

He breathed into me.

He just breathed into me.

And it all went away.

Every cut...

every scar.

Let me show you something.

I did multiple searches trying to

figure out what the f*** was going on.

Dale plus bring back the dead,

Dale plus resurrection,

Dale plus back to life.

And then I found this.

This is what the first cop on the scene said.

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