Kelly and Cal Page #7

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What?

Um, this thing

that we have between us,

it was wrong,

and it was my fault,

and I shouldn't have, uh,

let it go as far as it did.

And I thought

we were being friends.

That's what I told myself.

But I... we have to just...

You're serious.

- I have a husband,

and I have a baby,

and I'm, like, twice your age.

I'm supposed to be a grownup.

I shouldn't have never... ever

let it get as far as it did.

- What's that?

I can't hear you.

Speak up!

I'm sorry!

I'm sorry!

- Don't!

- Hey.

- Hi.

- How are you?

How's everybody?

How are you?

- So you gonna go

to that art show thing?

Hmm?

That Special Teen thing?

- I don't know.

Maybe.

So he's still doing art, huh?

I mean, 'cause of you?

Yeah.

- Well, guess I was wrong

about that shitty pottery.

Kidding.

No, um,

actually,

I think it's pretty cool.

You, uh, really

made a difference in his life.

Thanks.

Do you like it?

Where have you been?

Here and there.

I had to get ready

for this show, find a kiln,

get it all fired up.

What is that doing here

with my name on it?

- Hopefully winning

the grand jury prize

in the art show for retards.

You might want to unhand me,

by the way.

You're basically assaulting

a handicapped teenager

in public right now.

That was a private moment.

That's better.

Now it just seems like

we're having a lovers' spat.

Stop pushing me, all right?

That was between us.

There is no us.

I think you made that

very clear.

- That moment, I did

'cause I was worried about you

and I didn't want you

slipping away and opting out.

And I wanted you to stop

feeling sorry for yourself

and start living.

- Wrong, you felt sorry

for yourself,

and you were jerking me around

so you could get more

f***ing attention.

- That's not true.

- Come on!

Just come out and say it,

all right?

You're a big f***ing cock tease!

- What are you doing?

- Cal!

I'm so sorry.

I-I have no idea

what would make him say

something like that.

- Where do you think I got

the idea

to sculpt a naked woman, Mother?

It wasn't from Rodin.

- Calvin, let's just calm down,

okay,

and think about what's

gonna come out of our mouths

before we talk.

- With her parading around

with her tits out,

begging me to look,

and her kissing me?

Give me a f***ing lap dance

and then pretending

like it meant nothing.

Why do you think

that I called it Kelly?

Tell her.

- That's...

- Come on.

- That's enough.

- Tell her.

- Tell me what?

It wasn't like that.

It wasn't like that.

It wasn't like that.

It wasn't like that.

You should go.

Josh, wait!

Wait!

It's not what it looks like!

- Really?

Really?

Then what is it, Kel?

Because, you know,

this should not be confusing.

It's stupid.

It's a puppy love crush.

- He made a life-sized

nude sculpture of you,

a pretty accurate one too,

and publicly displayed it.

I mean, Christ.

But it's nothing.

It's nothing, I swear.

I just needed someone

to talk to.

- Right, right, so naturally

you thought a teenaged boy

would be the perfect person

to pour your heart out to,

right?

Because, well, I mean,

hell, they're legendary

for being sensitive

and insightful.

I mean, are you serious?

Maybe it didn't occur to me

that anybody could ever look

at me like that anymore!

Kelly, he's a child.

What have you done?

- I don't know,

and I was just lonely,

and you were...

Oh, my God.

- And you were gone

all the time!

- Yeah, I was gone!

I was at work!

I was at work!

- Probably with your secretary!

- Oh, my God,

are you f***ing serious?

Are you really gonna try

and turn this around on me?

Really?

I was working my ass off, Kelly,

for you, for Jackson, for us.

- Where are you going?

- My parents'.

- What about Jackson?

- Now you ask.

- Josh,

will you just talk to me?

- The baby's with Josh.

He's fine.

I just, uh, stopped by

to gather a few things.

Josh wants to crash on our couch

for a while

if we're okay with it,

and we are.

A baby changes marriage

in ways no one can imagine.

If there's a crack before,

it tends to widen.

He loves you,

but you can only

push someone away so often.

Give it time.

Okay?

Yeah.

Josh.

Kelly, this is Cal's mother.

Oh, hi, hello.

Is Cal there?

- No, I haven't seen him

since the gallery.

Is everything okay?

Hello?

Cal!

Cal!

You got everybody worried

about you.

I'm worried about you.

What are you doing?

I'm not talking to you.

- You broke

into a public building.

Don't you think

you're going to get caught?

- I have a mask.

They can't ID me.

And gloves, no fingerprints.

- How many wheelchair bandits

do you think are out there, huh?

Come on.

What's your plan?

Cal, what are you gonna do?

Come on.

Cal!

Cal.

Come on.

Come on.

Talk to me.

How many times do you think

that one person can have

their heart broken in a year

and survive?

Every time that you put someone

up on a pedestal,

they just show you how

they don't deserve to be there.

I mean, I tried

to lift Bailey up.

I tried to climb too high,

and I...

fell.

And then I did it with you,

my blue lady.

Cal...

- I realize now that I should

have never talked to you.

I mean, I had

unrealistic expectations.

I should have never broken down

my wall of illusion.

You paint a picture of someone

that you want to see,

and the reality

never measures up.

I took my blue lady

off her pedestal.

- Okay, I hear

what you're saying, all right?

And I completely understand you.

But, you know,

why don't we go get some coffee

and we'll continue

this conversation?

We can go to the diner

or something.

Oh, sh*t.

See, now we're both broken.

Come on.

Graduation's next week.

Yeah?

Are you gonna go?

Yeah, I don't know.

Apparently, they're trying

to get me

some kind of, like,

a scholarship

for winning the art show.

- Who?

Special Teens?

- Special Teens, yeah.

- No sh*t?

Does it still count if you

obliterated the winning entry?

- Mm-hmm.

I took pictures.

Why do you do that, Cal?

Destroy everything

that you make?

I don't know.

I was thinking

that maybe I'm a Buddhist

and I'm highlighting

the impermanence of things,

you know?

Yeah, I'm sure that's it.

- Could be like a Hindu,

you know,

reminding everyone

the other half of creation

is destruction.

Brahma and Shiva.

- Yep, that's exactly

what I thought.

- Or maybe

I need to chill the f*** out.

I mean, I don't know.

Maybe they can teach me that

at art school,

like, preferably with the use

of recreational drugage.

Hugs, not drugs.

- Right,

'cause life is precious,

short and precious.

Yeah.

What's gonna happen with, uh...

with Josh?

I don't know.

Am I ever gonna see you again?

I-I don't know.

I love you.

You know that, right?

I know.

You'll get over it.

I promise.

Hello, Kelly.

Hi, Bev.

Is Josh here?

Come on in.

Thank you.

Wake up, Josh.

What are you doing here?

I came to apologize.

Outside.

Is he sleeping?

Yeah.

Oh, good.

So...

Um, I've been thinking...

A lot about you and me.

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