Jenny's Wedding Page #5

I'm coming to your wedding.

You're my sister.

You know, I just, I really

was dreading telling you.

Why? - Because you're... you're

the most like Mom and Dad.

No, I'm not, Jenny.

You are.

So?

- I'm sorry.

- For what, being the favorite?

What?

Do you think you'd be getting

away with this if you weren't?

First of all,

this isn't a stunt, Anne.

This is my life.

Secondly, I'm not getting away

with anything.

I am nobody's favorite,

not anymore.

So you need to just,

get over it.

Feeling unloved is not

something you just get over.

Yes. It is.

You just have to grow up.

Why did you come here, Jenny,

to pick a fight?

No.

No, I...

I wanted to say

I was sorry for not telling you.

I wanted to, but Mom,

couldn't handle it.

We're sisters! Why didn't

you tell me years ago?

Come on, Anne. We never really

shared our secrets with one another.

And for good reason.

Instead of just coming to me

when you saw me with Kitty

you ran straight to Mom.

Fair enough.

- Can I come in?

- No.

You'll over excite the kids,

and Frankie's asleep.

But have a seat.

So there's something

I want to ask you...

My wedding gown won't fit you.

I don't want

to wear your wedding gown.

Um, I wanted to know if you

would be my maid of honor.

If you don't want to, it's okay

but, it would mean a lot to me

if you would.

You want me to be

your maid of honor?

Well, yeah.

I was yours,

and you're my sister.

I know, but...

I don't know.

I always felt like...

you acted like

I wasn't in your league.

Anne... it was never that.

Okay, it was never that.

I just... I was in hiding.

And I just really couldn't

afford to get close to you.

Dad!

I, uh, I can't

talk about this... right now.

I have to go.

Okay.

- I'll call you later, okay?

- Mm-hmm.

How long have you been

with Kitty?

5 years.

When I saw you kissing,

you looked really...

really happy.

That grass is completely dead.

It's winter.

Yeah, I know, but...

It's always dead.

Even in the spring.

Dad! Dad!

I gotta go.

Frankie!

What are you doing?

I don't have any cash.

Get it out of the bank

like I do. I'm not an ATM.

Why are you all dressed up?

Where are you going?

Um, didn't I tell you?

Pete called.

He wants to talk to me

about something.

Business probably.

Business?

You and Pete

are unarmed security guards.

Don't wait up. You know Pete.

Why don't you ever

water the grass?

Why would I water the grass

in the winter?

Because you never water it even in

the summer and it's always dead.

Okay, if it bothers you

so much, why don't you water it?

Because it's not my job! I do

everything else around here!

You could at least do that!

I gotta go.

I don't understand

why she hasn't called.

I've left 6 messages,

you've left 4.

- 5.

- 5.

Ah, just things went

a little too far, that's all.

She'll call when she calms down.

You weren't there, Eddie.

I've never seen her like that.

No, no. She'll calm down.

What's she gonna do?

Never call us again? Hmm?

I don't, I don't want

to go in there.

I want you here.

Hi, everybody.

- Kitty.

- Hi. Mrs. Farrell, Mr. Farrell.

Jen.

When you didn't call back,

I didn't think you were coming.

Of course I was coming.

Mrs. McMahan was my favorite

neighbor.

Kitty, you remember

Mr. and Mrs. O'Leary.

Oh, yes.

Yes, nice to see you again.

Nice to see you, Kitty.

- Kitty is Jenny's roommate.

- Oh, right.

Kitty isn't my roommate,

Mrs. O'Leary.

She is my partner,

and we've been together 5 years.

We're getting married.

We're a little bit old fashioned

so we figured

we'd tie the knot before

starting a family.

Um, can I talk to you a minute?

- I was just gonna go in...

- I want to talk first.

What are you doing? Are you

trying to hurt your mother?

How am I hurting her?

By making a scene at a funeral.

Stutzman's is a place for grief.

If you want to humiliate your mother,

go try and do it someplace else.

I'm sorry if telling people who I

am and how I live is humiliating.

But I am not gonna pretend to be somebody

else anymore just to make you feel okay.

Why is it always about you?

It's about her too.

We called you over and over

again, why didn't you reply?

How do you think she felt when you walked

away from her in the arcade the other day?

Why is it always about her?

Isn't there a you in this?

Why don't you stop

hiding behind Mom

and tell me how it's about you?

Well, I will, I will

tell you about how I feel.

It's not how I live.

I don't understand any of it.

And I don't understand you.

You're, you're getting married,

but I..

I don't know who's who.

- Who's who?

- Yeah, yeah.

You're both feminine girls.

And I don't know.

I don't know who's,

I don't know what you do.

- What we do?

- And I don't want to.

I just, I mean,

you're my daughter and..

I just don't want

to think about it.

I mean, I spend enough time at

that firehouse. Men are animals.

It's what they think about when

they look at porno movies.

But if, if you were marrying a guy, I wouldn't

think about it. I'd know what you do.

When I was a kid, I used to hate

to think about you and Mom in bed.

It gave me the creeps,

so I think I know how you feel.

Let me put your mind at rest.

Hey, Kitty.

My dad wants to know if one of

us straps it on in bed.

Oh, I'm sorry, Dad.

She's a little bit funny.

She doesn't like to tell people

what she does or doesn't do in bed!

I don't know

who you are anymore.

And I don't know if I care.

What's happened to you?

I'll tell you

what's happened. I grew up.

I used to care so much about

what the two of you thought

but not anymore. Why would I!

How dare you talk to me

about meeting the right person.

Do you know who you meet every

time you or Mom change?

The same couple

of lying cowards.

From now on, I only care about

what I think and what I do.

And if you don't like it,

then you can get out of my life.

Believe me, I will not miss you,

it will be a relief.

If all you can do is tolerate me

I will be happier

when you're gone.

Well, uh, it was

nice... seeing you all again.

I have to go.

Your mother will come around.

No, she won't.

They never do or say anything

without the other

and now he'll never come around.

Give him time.

You don't know him.

He lets a lot of stuff go

but... I called him out tonight.

I...I made him look like a fool

in public and now he'll never

get over that, and he hardly

ever shuts the door

but when he does it,

it stays shut.

Not that I care.

Because I'm not apologizing

to anybody for anything.

We have to talk

about this, Eddie.

I already told you.

I got nothing to say.

I'm not trying to defend her.

She said ter...

Rose. Are you deaf?

I just told you, I've got

nothing to say. I mean it.

So don't bring it up

with me again. Ever.

Rose.

Rose.

Rose.

Hi, Ellen. Hi.

I've been so worried.

I left messages all week,

but you never called back.

- Are you okay?

- I'm fine.

Oh, how can you be fine after that

disgraceful incident at Stutzman's?

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