
I Think I Love My Wife Page #10
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- Year:
- 2007
- 90 min
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quite having sex yet.
Um, but-but, hey, we
are getting along,
and-and it's not all
about sex, right?
Yeah, l-I, I'm not complaining.
Uh, I'm just trying
to appreciate
the non-sex that we're having.
You know, you don't
have to have sex
to show somebody you love them.
I see.
What you writing?
Oh, nothing.
CHRISSY:
What is wrong with me?
I know everything i wanted.
HANNAH:
Are you OK, Chrissy?
Hey, nah-uh.
You don't hit each other, Hannah.
I'm angry for the bad one
and probably the things she does.
Why did you hit her?
She's recording it.
Oh my god.
I don't know---.
Shut up.
You may gimme your phone now!
CHARLES:
You know what, Hannah?
You're pissing your pants.
I know.
(slow R&B theme playing)
Guys, I am so sorry I'm late.
Something came up at the office.
Not a problem.
Richard, this is Sean.
Sean, Richard.
Nikki tells me you work
at Pupkin & Langford.
Do you know Matt Landis?
Yeah, that's my boss.
Ah! I feel sorry for you.
( chuckles)
Well, next time
you see him,
- tell him Sean Waters said hello.
- Yeah.
I wish you would've
shown up earlier.
You know, I have to go and
take care of a few things.
(groans)
Will you call me when you're done?
- Yes.
- Okay.
Don't forget: Nobu at 9:00.
- Mm-hmm.
- Don't be late.
I won't be.
Richard, next time
you're in Malibu, look us up.
Bring your wife;
we'll all go out to dinner.
Oh, that's a great idea, babe.
This is what you want?
You're getting married.
(laughs softly)
Do you love him?
Do I love him?
( chuckles)
In a few years, maybe.
I'm gonna be like you.
You know, I'm gonna have
a nice house,
a nice husband,
couple kids-
a nice, easy, dull, boring life.
And I will never again
have to live
in a tiny-ass studio apartment.
Come on.
Don't-don't hurt the guy.
What do you care?
You hurt?
Don't go there.
You started it.
Do I love him?
( chuckles)
You know, we could be
really happy together,
you and me.
Don't you want to be happy?
My life's not about
what... I want.
I hear ice cracking.
Careful not to drown, Richie.
So, Sean leaves for
L.A. In the morning.
I don't leave till Wednesday.
So why don't you
come by tomorrow
and we can have a proper good-bye?
Y-You know, Nikki, I'm-I'm not sure.
I will call you
with the address,
and I will see you at 2:00.
##
Richard?
Baby, you up?
Hmm?
RICHARD:
When I woke up this morning,
I had no idea
what I was going to do.
You know, some people say
life is short
and that you could get hit
by a bus at any moment
and that you have to live
each day like it's your last.
Bullshit.
Life is long.
You're probably not
gonna get hit by a bus,
and you're gonna have to live
with the choices you make
for the next 50 years.
RICHARD:
You know, their numberswere pretty good last year.
I always thought
that was a good buy.
But that's just me.
Sure, we could buy every day.
Uh, Lowenstein at Poco.
He speaks Japanese, and he's gay.
I only say that 'cause I took
him to Scores last Tuesday,
disaster, all right?
See what you can do.
Uh, all right, big guy wants us
all to concentrate on EuroTech.
And nobody talks to them
except me and Richard.
You got it.
All right.
RICHARD:
When two people admit
that they're attracted
to each other,
they're no longer in control.
The relationship
has to play itself out,
for better or for worse.
Where's he going?
Lunch, Tracy.
(woman singing romantic song)
(singing continues)
Thank you.
Uh, excuse me...
Uh-huh?
Do you have any condoms?
Sorry, I didn't hear what you said.
Condoms.
Oh, condoms! Sure.
What kind you want?
Quiet ones.
Let me just get the blue.
Three-pack or 12-pack?
Three.
Look... (sighs)
Can you just get me
some f***ing condoms?
I don't have change of a $20.
Hey, Bob!
You have change of a $20?
You got to have change of a $20.
Bob, the man needs his condoms!
You know what?
Just keep it.
- Well...
- Just keep it.
Well...
(slow, sultry theme plays)
(bell dings)
Nikki?
NI KKl:
I'm in here.You're here.
I thought you might get scared
and not show up.
Scared?
Scared of what?
I don't know.
Just scared.
You want to help me with this?
Yeah, yeah, sure.
Sure, I'll help you.
Ooh, ooh. Sorry.
It's all right, just...
It's okay.
It's okay.
Okay.
Just got here and you're
putting me to work.
( chuckles)
I think... I got it.
No.
Not yet.
But you will.
You like my shoes?
You're wearing shoes?
Yeah, I like them.
You mind if I keep them on?
Go right ahead.
What are you doing
all the way over there?
Thought you weren't scared.
I'm just taking it all in.
You look real good, Nikki.
Why don't you take it all in
a little closer?
I'm not gonna bite.
I'm gonna miss you.
(man singing soft rock)
Gonna miss you, too.
So what are you waiting for?
(singing continues)
Wait, wait, wait.
Take your clothes off.
(singing continues)
What?
What?
Richard?
(singing continues)
What?
No, it's okay.
Sweetheart, it's okay.
S... What are you...?
Richard, stop it!
No, st... What are you doing?!
(singing continues)
Richard! Richard!
RICHARD:
Life is about choice.We're all the sum of our choices.
And most of them are made for us.
You can't choose when you're born.
You can't choose where you're born.
You can't choose your family.
You can't even choose who you love.
But you can choose how you love.
(singing continues)
(song ends)
Richard.
Are you okay?
Yeah, yeah, l-I'm fine.
Oh, honey, what are you
doing home so early?
Where are the kids?
I just dropped them off
at my mother's house.
Hey, you're scaring me.
What... What's going on?
I missed you.
I miss you, too.
What's happening to us?
I don't know.
I feel like it's my fault
that we're not as close
as we used to be.
Ah, it's-it's not your fault.
It's my fault.
I'm not doing everything
I'm supposed to do.
Is it too late?
I don't know.
(R&B music playing)
You know, baby,
I just want to tell you
how sorry I am for being so cold.
It's not like I don't like
being married.
It's just that sometimes
it feels like
the walls are closing in on me.
Now, hold on one minute.
Whatever you did,
you did to yourself.
'Cause I been
running around here,
trying to make
a nice life for us,
taking care of the kids,
being Everywoman.
But lately...
#You've been cold as ice #
# So cold. #
So have you.
Oh, grow up.
You know it's true.
Look...
I know none of this is easy,
but I miss us.
I miss what we had.
I miss it to the core,
and I just need to know...
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