Must Love Dogs Page #10

But better to have loved | and lost. Am I right?

She was a unique constellation | of attributes.

She was my Halley's comet.

But... Universe is designed | to break your heart, yes?

A philosopher as well as an artist. | Yes, it's we who suffer most.

Yes. With the possible exception | being the victims of violent crime.

- Well, it's been a pleasure to meet you, sir. | - No, no, pleasure's all mine. Jake.

- Bill. I have a daughter who would... | - No, no.

Never mind. No, no. Sorry.

Well, this is a surprise.

Can't a father pay a visit to his daughter | on a beautiful Sunday morning?

Carol called you, didn't she? She's afraid | I'm getting into my pajamas again.

Actually, Carol called Christine, | Christine called Michael...

...Michael called me. | - Any word from Aunt Eileen?

She said to tell you that | Casey Donovan was adopted.

If that helps.

Well, at this point, he's starting | to look awfully good.

He's out there, Sarah.

Someone who would appreciate | all you have to offer.

After all, you're this unique | constellation of attributes.

- You're Halley's comet... | - What did you just say?

It's a nice turn of phrase, | but it's not my own.

I heard it from a young man | I met this morning.

Builds beautiful Irish boats.

Poor lad. Had his heart broken | by a woman he deeply cared about.

Deeply.

- Jake. Jake! | - Hello there.

Hi. Hi, I'm looking for Jake. | Jake Anderson. Is he here?

- No, he isn't. But lucky for us, I am. | - I don't have time for this.

- Do you know where he is? | - You're "must love dogs," aren't you?

You've already crushed him, | he's been moping for weeks.

He's even given up | the whole wooden-boat thing.

- You've done enough. | - That's all wrong.

I have to talk to him. Where is he?

- I can't tell you that. | - Where is he?

I'm not telling you.

You know the bridge | by the boat ramp?

Jake?

Jake.

Jake!

- I'd like to rent a boat, please. | - I'm sorry, we're all out of boats.

- All right, come on. | - Oh, a love chase.

Come on, girl, you can do this.

This is really important to me. | Come on.

I think he could be the one.

Come on, girls, let's get going.

Push! Push!

Push! Push!

Push, push!

Push! Push! Push!

- Push! | - Push!

That's him. I see him!

Jake! Jake!

Stop the boat!

Never mind.

Okay, girl, here we go.

Jake!

Here she goes!

Jake.

What are you doing?

All right. Here we go. | All the way up. Almost.

- Come on, girl. | - Come on.

- Good girl, you can do it. | - Here we go.

- Watch your paws there. | - Easy, easy.

Cold. Cold. Very cold.

Here we go.

Thank you.

Was there something you wanted | to say to me?

Yes.

Could have just called.

Perhaps that would have been | the wiser course, yes.

What's up?

I owe you my story. | You asked me for honesty...

...and it scared the hell out of me, | and I held back...

...and I didn't want to let you | see the real me.

Because I was afraid | of getting hurt again.

But, listen, I hear that the universe | lets your heart expand...

...and grow back even bigger | after you go through all that pain.

Well, I believe that now.

And I was just wishing | there was a way that...

...I could have another chance | to make this work.

I'll be right with you.

Hi, how can l...?

Don't worry, I got it.

Single chicken breast, no dating advice, | coming right up.

Actually, I would like to have | three whole fryers, please.

And six pork chops and a lamb shank.

And do you have any dog bones | back there?

If you do, throw them in the can't. | What are the specials today?

Yes.

Thank you.

How many people | are actually in this family?

- Hey. | - Hey.

Get down.

Down!

How did we meet?

- Oh, that's a great story. Tell it, hon. | - Great story.

Well, actually, | it's a very romantic story.

- You tell it, Carol. | - No, go ahead, honey.

No, no, really, you should. | She tells this story great.

You don't remember, do you?

Don't remember? How we met?

I don't remember.

But I love her.

I love her!

Love is not reserved for the young, | you know.

As the poet said:

The best is yet to be

- Yeats? | - No.

- Tennyson? | - No.

- Browning. | - Browning.

Who knows her daddy?

Oh, my gosh, I did not think | I was ready to settle down...

...but look at the size of this rock.

And you want to know what else? | I'm gonna get a cute little tattoo...

...in someplace that's | N-O-N of your business.

And wanna know what it's gonna say?

"Mrs. Casey Donovan."

The best place to meet someone...

...is Parseghiars Armenian restaurant | in Koreatown.

I don't care if you're young, | you're old...

...you're single, you're divorced...

I'm getting there.

7100 First Street.

Wednesday, mother-in-law night.

All she can eat.

- In a dog park. | - Dog park, yeah.

- It's true. | - I know.

I was very... I was nervous.

We had no idea at the time | that we could ever wind up...

Oh, that's not true. I did.

- You did not. | - I did too.

- I have a theory about this. | - He has lots of theories.

I do. This is actually a good one. | I took some notes.

Oh, God, you're so prepared for this.

You grow up, you're an adult, right?

And you think you have all this worldly | experience, right? That's point A.

You think your personality is formed.

And then you think you're complete...

...but you meet somebody, | you start feeling new things.

And you start feeling | excruciatingly painful things.

You get confused, right? | You get nauseous.

And I think when you get really nauseous, | like that, it's, like, the completion of self.

The person who can fill the final void.

That's what it was like | when I met Sarah.

- I made you nauseous. | - In a good way. I was lovesick.

That was good, honey.

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