Happy Tears Page #5
doesn't even want to have a child.
He never did.
He's afraid he'll be like his father.
That he'll pass on his neuroses or...
What do l do?
l think...
the truth is out there to see...
if you really want to see it.
Like you and Laurent?
You two have an arrangement
or something, right?
Well...
He says...
He says he doesn't need
to sleep with men anymore.
l knew it.
l mean, you know, at least he's
But we'll see.
And l...
l can bend.
l don't know how far.
Not as far as Mommy.
But l love Jackson.
Mommy loved Daddy.
Should she have stayed?
This way.
- Joe, stop it!
- Come on!
- What are you doing?
- Hey, stop it!
- You were supposed to be watching him!
- Really!
l swear, l was.
- Christ.
- Yes!
Stop it! Stop it!
- Dad, get down from there!
- Let's have another try at it.
Get back. Get back. Get back.
- Get om!
- Watch out. Don't get on there!
Hey, get down. Get down.
Get down there.
Joe!
- Joe!
- Yo!
- It ain't funny!
- What isn't funny?
lt's for our girls!
Joe! Joe!
Mallory, please, step down, will you?
Please, sweetie.
Step down, dar- Thank you.
- Oh, my God! Joe!
- You get the hell out of there, too!
What is he- Jayne?
- Get out of there!
- Jayne!
Hold on.
Oh, Dad!
Get it, Joe!
You know,
online l found an excellent facility
- less than an hour from home.
- Yeah?
Now we got it.
Put it down.
lt costs a fortune,
- but l think you can amord it.
- l can amord it.
- Yes, l can.
- On the right.
Yeah. There you go.
What is that?
Yes!
- What is it, Dad?
- Sisters!
Joe, what have you got?
Those girls aren't safe.
Do something.
Mr. Deacks,
l've got your guitar over here.
Care to play us a tune?
What's he doing?
Oh, my God!
- Girls, look out!
- Look!
Be careful! Oh, my God!
He's not full of sh*t!
He's not!
Oh, girls!
Quarters!
He's crazy.
Joe, you are the man!
You think...
You think she
would've done anything
All Joe's girls.
Maybe she would've left.
Gone to Japan.
She did know.
Maybe she didn't.
- It smells of her.
- Mommy?
No, Shelly.
You know, l might have felt
sorry for the woman
if she hadn't stolen Mommy's pendant.
l'm a bad person.
No, you're not.
lt meant something to you, too.
Hi.
lt's nice.
lt is, isn't it?
l thought you were supposed
to be the crazy one.
Me, too.
You can come home.
- The doctors-
- l will.
ln time for-
What if he's like me?
He won't be.
l mean, he's gonna
be his own little person.
Don't cry.
l'm not.
These are just-
They're just happy tears.
How long till we move back home?
Very soon.
l'm gonna have my own room, right?
Yep.
- Me, too?
- Yep.
But shh, because your daddy's
trying to work.
Eli.
Yes. It's called ''Study for Entitled.''
Let's get you out of those.
l can't. l'm a married man.
Yes, l know. l'll try to control myself.
Let's go.
- That's hurting.
- That's it. Okay. Here we go.
Right in, right in, right in, right in.
Guess what. We're gonna have a room
made out of Grandpa's old quarters.
Well, not exactly, sweetie.
They're gonna be paid for
by Grandpa's quarters.
A lot of quarters.
Help your mother, Laura.
Help your mother with this, will you?
Daddy, she's perfectly capable.
l have all my ladies with me now.
- All my ladies.
- That's right.
Well, who's in here?
Your little sister.
Okay, then.
l'd like to make a toast to rebirth.
To a healthy baby.
- Thank you.
- To creation,
wherever it may come from.
Yes.
Cheers.
Here's to you.
lt's wonderful.
Got an anniversary coming up?
Christie's auction house in New York
might have just the thing.
A canister of tea for $100,000.
Dealer Kyle Winters is here to explain.
Kyle, thank you for joining us.
Karen, the pleasure is entirely mine.
Oh, my God.
The pineapple form of the tea caddy
was rumored to exist, but so far
no genuine examples
have actually surfaced.
But, Kyle, a hundred grand?
Minimum, l should think.
You know, l wasn't looking for this.
No, you know, l knew someday
l'd find something,
but l- l had no idea it would be this.
lt's funny.
Not till we find it,
whatever it is,
you don't know what it will look like.
l guess that's what
this box represents to me.
Can't put a price on that.
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