Neighbor Page #3

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- Pick up my suit.

I know.

Just reminding you.

Thank you, sweetheart.

You don't want to be late, Liz.

Yeah. Right. Okay.

I'll be back by lunchtime.

I'll be here.

Well, bef-

She's still not

gonna be there, Don.

DC's a pretty long commute.

And besides, aren't you living

with your girlfriend now, piggy?

It's a habit, I swear.

So how nervous are you?

Scared shitless, right?

No, not really.

That's bullshit.

That's what I want.

Don't forget your suits, d*cks.

Don. Suits. All right?

Okay. And don't wear

that bandana, please.

I'm going to wear

nothing but the bandana.

Jesus!

I'm sorry.

I wasn't even thinking.

- Seriously?

- I'm sorry.

Okay.

I'm sorry, too.

You okay?

Yeah.

So what did the doctor say?

Really?

Really?

Wow.

It's pretty cool.

It's really cool.

Did you remember to-

No.

Wow.

Sam, help me!

That's enough.

It can wait.

Sam!

Aren't you nervous at all?

Just for the first dance.

Mike cannot dance a step.

I know. Don's not much

of a dancer, either.

I didn't meant it that way.

I know you didn't.

How's he been?

Is he still going to the shrink?

Yeah.

He still has some bad days.

But more good lately.

That's good.

He's a strong guy,

and he's got you.

Thanks.

Yeah.

You want to dance, Lizzie?

Go ahead.

You sure?

You know I hate dancing.

No! No!

What's wrong, honey?

Don, you okay?

I didn't have to dance with her, dude.

I feel like such a jackass.

It's no big deal.

I was so dumb.

Everyone understands.

I love you so much.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

Sorry.

That's okay.

I took a pill.

Jesus.

Jesus! What the f***?

Get the f*** off me!

Get off me!

God. You were raping me.

What the-

Oh, my God.

You sick f***! You sick f***ing f***!

You raped me.

I'll show you.

I'll show you what it

feels like to be violated.

My parents used to have these.

The Vietnamese invented this.

I learned about it in school.

No. No.

Oh, God!

Damn it!

God! F***!

Damn it!

Oh, God!

F***!

No.

- F***!

- Stay with me.

Stay with me now.

Sam!

Sam left you.

I had the craziest

f***ing dream last night.

This morning, I guess.

Christ, will you just go talk to her?

You've been staring at that girl

for three freaking years now, Don,

and in that time, you've said what?

I don't know. 17 words to her.

- I...

- Sad, man.

Sad.

That's the girl in my dream.

You didn't just say that.

No. No. I-It's-

We know. The girl of your dreams.

Stop obsessing, Debbie Gibson.

Yeah. Snagged.

Okay, I gotta drain the tank.

Can I get another juice?

Sure.

Stupid mushrooms.

Awesome.

You're a freaking genius.

What?

You're staring.

What?

I'm sorry.

Just thinking.

We always fight.

You always start them.

Don't you realize

how perfect things could be

if you'd just, you know...

What?

You were in the middle of saying

something earth-shattering.

Yeah. I was.

You can be such a pillowcase, Don.

What are you doing?

Hello.

Yeah. Hi, Mom.

Wait, wait, wait. Just stop.

No, don't touch anything.

I'll come and help you.

Just don't touch anything else.

Okay.

I just got my mom a new Mac.

Go help your mom, Don.

We can finish this stuff

tomorrow morning.

Hey, you still having

that thing on Friday?

The mix isn't ready.

You know,

problem with the studio.

I'll let you know

as soon as I reschedule.

All right? I'll...

see you later.

Don!

On, God, no.

No, no, no, no. Leave her alone.

Please.

It's the funniest story.

Oh, hi.

Hello.

Don's expecting me.

Come on in.

I was just gonna make some tea,

and then we can go downstairs.

I'm just helping Don

with some recording stuff.

Oh, okay.

Sorry. My feet are killing me.

Don't be silly. Relax.

I'm Christine, by the way.

Elizabeth.

So has Don been working all day?

Oh, yeah. Since pretty early.

He gets really

into his work, you know.

Well, that's good.

Good for him.

How are you liking it?

I've been having

a lot of fun down there.

Really.

Come on, Elizabeth.

He talks about you all the time.

He does?

I probably shouldn't have said that.

But you did.

What does he say?

He says you're the one who got away.

Should've chased after you.

Sorry. I didn't mean to embarrass you.

You didn't.

It's been a long day.

I'll say.

- I got your text.

- Oh, shut up.

No.

If you hurt her, a**hole,

I will f***ing kill you.

Please...

Oh, yeah. What's this for?

What are you allergic to?

For God sakes!

F***! F***!

Peanuts!

Peanuts, for God sakes! God!

F***!

Seriously, dude, was that so hard?

Why are you doing this?

You need to stop screaming.

Help!

Help!

Help!

Go ahead and scream.

Scream your head off.

We're miles away from where

anyone can hear you.

Hey, you know where that's from?

It's from a movie.

Help!

Jesus, b*tch. Figure it out.

This gray sh*t everywhere

keeps the sound down here.

Okay, I'm bored.

Let's play a game.

Hey, I know you.

No, you don't.

- I do.

- No.

You don't.

Oh, God! No!

No!

Don't kill Elizabeth!

F***! F*** you, b*tch!

I'll f***ing-

f***ing kill you.

Oh, no.

Now I want you to watch this.

Oh, God!

Oh, God!

Oh, God! F***!

Oh, f***!

Wait, wait, wait.

Cut me, Mick. Cut me.

You know that one?

I guess a Clockwork quote

might be more appropriate right now.

Can you think of one?

Please, whatever

you're thinking of doing...

No. That's Misery.

I'm so sorry, Elizabeth.

I'm so sorry.

No...

"Pull off gray safety cap.

Insert flat tip on thigh. "

Oh, God.

Now, that got a little crazy.

Now, who the f*** could that be?

I'm sorry. I work here.

Are you okay?

I don't understand.

You're fired.

I'm beat.

...notorious inmate Shawn Gracey

is still on the loose.

Gracey escaped

from this institution three days ago

and is still believed to be in the city.

If you have any info-

I gotta give it to you.

You're pretty resilient.

How much more you got in you?

Enough.

Good.

No!

So you're having a party.

What time are the boys getting here?

I don't know what you're talking about.

What girl doesn't love a party?

Hello.

- Hi.

- Hey, worker bee.

Just letting you know I'll be out back.

Yeah, okay.

You sure it's an assistant gig

and not some slave racket?

No.

I'm happy to do it.

He say when he's gonna be back?

No.

Mike's coming over after work.

That's all I know.

Well, I pretty much did the inside.

I mean, I wouldn't

open up any closets.

You don't want anything to come out

and bop you in the head.

Mike's bringing snacks.

Then the inside's done.

So I guess we have some time to kill.

You know,

I...

could give you a sneak peek.

He gave me the key

so I could finish some stuff up.

He's gonna be a while, right?

It's your band.

Yeah, but he's weird about...

letting...

Limited time offer.

Okay.

Let's make it quick.

I can't promise that.

Hey.

Slow down, buddy.

Whoa.

Crazy.

Welcome.

After you.

Why, thank you, ma'am.

I can't feel my legs.

What are you doing?

I can't feel my legs.

What are- Sam?

Don!

Don...

Seriously, dude,

couldn't think of anything better?

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