Lost Valentine Page #5

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Did you get a blister?

Come on, I'll help you.

You help me, like I'll ever get

any-careful-help from you.

I lugged those huge bags up to the 6th floor all by

myself... Let me go, don't touch it, it hurts...

You should have worn those

regular, those comfortable ones...

Yeah, thanks, professor. F***, well

yeah, those red sneakers, right?

At a live broadcast from parliament! Right!

The committee chairman brought in a bouquet of

roses like this today, and gave them all to Irena.

He walked right by me as if I wasn't there.

So what are you nodding about, I can't take it anymore,

Jesus, Mary, and Joseph... I can't live like this..

The elevator doesn't work, my husband is lame,

my foot will probably have to be amputated,

screw this... this... what's this?

Well I thought maybe someone

would come home from work tired...

Hold on, I got so caught up at work,

I must have missed something...

Do we have some sort of occasion?

Well yeah. We have us and

we have Valentine's Day.

Hold on, Valentine I understand,

but what do we have to do with it?

Well after all, Valentine's Day is...

What?

Well it's like the day for people in love.

For who?

I mean, it's the day of love.

The day of love?

Old man, you old man.

I mean, I understand, two people

met, made love, and, well,

if you didn't enjoy it, you didn't

enjoy it, just go ahead and say so

So you think I made love

to you? This was revenge.

What?

What do you think, I'm such an idiot

that I can't tell my gears apart?

I rammed into your ass on purpose.

Hold on. I don't get it. What do I

have to do with anything? Why?

Because I'm not in Paris right now.

Because he told me to go

and have sex. With you.

He thought I'd lie there like

some wimp. And cry all alone.

But I up and did it. I

had sex with Baumila.

Baumila.

Whatever.

Hold on. So someone told you

to go and have sex with me.

That's right.

And you rammed into my ass on purpose.

Yeah. I did.

No, you're really screwed up.

For that money you could have

found someone at least as good.

Take the money. Take

the money, I'm no slut!

You ass, take that money!

Listen, leave me alone, b*tch, OK?

I'm telling you, take the money!

Get off of me, you psycho! Let go!

Vilyte.

The professor knew how

to turn on the oven.

Alittle tomato, mm, smoked bacon, mm...

That's right. Wine?

Vaicekauskas forgot that I drink

white. It's OK, it's OK, pour, pour.

Oh, I'm sorry.

No regrets, no regrets, no regrets...

Greek salad, wow...

I'm going to have beer, OK?

So.

Vilyte...

I want to say something.

Yes.

You and I have been together for 24 years.

Hard to believe.

Can you imagine?

We brought up the kids.

I don't regret a single day.

What I really want to say is, you...

That's right, Jonas called...

He asked us to come over on Saturday,

he's going to slaughter a pig.

Let's go out there, huh?

I mean, I was just at the store

and spent 120, just like that.

Yeah..

I'm sorry, Vaicekauskas is going to speak.

Thank you. Right.

Living with you, I really have

become a better person.

That's nice...

Honestly, you were always my

greatest helper and friend.

No, I mean, Vilyte, I just want to say that

you are my best friend and, you know,

there comes a moment in everyone's life when

they have to change something a little.

Like the furniture.

Not exactly change, I just want

to say that I've decided...

What have you decided?

Well not exactly decided, I just, well,

I've just realized, I mean, I've come

to the sensible decision that

the way it's been so far, well it

just can't be like that any longer.

You have another woman?

Kitty cat, there's no one else.

It's just a stupid situation.

Get out of here Oscar.

I'll be a good husband, I just

love coming home to you.

But I really do.

Oscar, get out of my sight!

Fine, if that's what you want, we

can do it like this. Let's draw a line.

Forget the past and begin a new stage.

Open a new, clean, white

page in our relationship.

No, Oscar.

Do you even know yourself how

many times you've hurt me?

How many nights I've spent crying

while you chase after your girlfriends,

coming home all dean,

fresh from a shower.

Well I also pretended that

I didn't notice anything.

I honestly believed that if I give you a

home, warmth, love... that you'll change.

You will love me for real.

I was so naive.

You don't love me, Oscar.

Tell me the truth for once.

What do you need a wedding for?

Why the circus?

And they're like cockroaches,

you can't get rid of them,

they just keep coming out of the woodwork

with their lame little problems...

Professor, you're the only one

who can help me, professor,

I'm losing my grasp, professor,

your therapy isn't helping me.

How is it going to help you if God put a

butt muscle where your brains should be.

Oh, 30 years of this, 30 years

of the same old thing,

it's always-professor,

professor, professor.

I'll give you a professor!

Client?

Personal. He can wait.

So why don't you tell them that?

Your patients?

Because they pay me money.

Do you tell your clients if

theirs is short or crooked?

No, for the same reason,

but the difference is that I honestly love

them for that hour, and you hate them.

Why do you hate them?

Because I envy them.

How I envy them...

Their love, lack of love, fidelity,

infidelity, youth, their pain.

Because if a person hurts,

it means that he's alive.

Nothing hurts me anymore.

Can you feel the fresh air?

And the cold?

And what about now?

And now?

Listen to me, you're going to end the pity

party and stop preparing for your funeral,

and God dammit, stop provoking fate.

If God gave you time then enjoy it.

Listen, there are thousands

of wonderful single women

just waiting for someone like you

to call and invite them for coffee.

So pick up your toys and get the

f*** out of this crib of yours.

Go to Australia, Lentvaris, Cuba,

around the world, it doesn't matter.

Just get up and go.

Hello?

No, I can't

No, Valentine, I can't right now.

I'm with a client.

In what closet?

You're not making any

sense, f***, I really can't.

I really won't go to another

doctor, Valentine,

please, wait, wait, no, no,

come. OK. Ill come.

Sometime.

Do you have a car?

What?

Can you give me a ride?

Sure.

So you woke up Baumila?

You're totally out of your mind.

Well you're kind of cute.

Want some wine?

Maybe some water?

Get your strength back!

It's back!

Come over here.

Would you like anything else?

Surprise me.

So that's what you'd like.

Oh, no... no...

Yes!

That's not necessary..

It is, it is!

Don't pick up.

See who's calling.

Valentine Work

My boss, I have to answer.

In the middle of the night?

It's my job.

Hello?

Hello?

No, I don't have any other

woman, listen to me...

You do, you do, you do.

Vilyte, bunny, do you really think I'd make

all this for you if I had another woman...

That's the only time you men are good,

when you've done something wrong...

I haven't done anything wrong.

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