Nine Lives Page #3

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And is your bed on the bathroom side

or under the window?

Under the window.

Does Kelly Escalante live next door still?

- No, she's in Denver.

- She flew!

What made you think of her?

She could see my bedroom

from her window.

Jesus.

Hey, what was that song we used to sing,

from pre-school?

You know,

the one about the planting of the seeds.

You know, you know.

With fertile ground

I don't know. Come.

I know it.

Come, come, let's do it. You know it.

It's...

Inch by inch

- Right?

- Yeah.

Row by row

I'm gonna make this garden grow

All I need is a rake and a hoe

And a piece of fertile ground

Pulling weeds

Picking stones

We are made from dreams and bones

Need a place to call my home

When the rain comes tumbling down

You can't live like this, Holly.

I know.

God damn.

Go on. You said you'd go. Go.

No, no, no. Don't come any closer.

Okay.

No, I don't.

God, I didn't think it was this swank.

- It's swank, isn't it?

- He's got money.

You always say that.

They're rich.

It's okay.

It's good to have rich friends. Thanks.

- Don't be an a**hole.

- I'm your a**hole.

Martin Smith for Damian Stone.

I could get used to this.

Don't.

Why not?

- It could be.

- No.

They are who they are. We are who we are.

I like the sound of that.

"We are who we are."

- I thought they hadn't moved in yet.

- They haven't.

- They're just showing us the apartment.

- Why?

They just want to show it to us.

- Then we'll go out.

- Jesus.

Look, look.

They're like children off to school.

They've lived through so much.

They've shared everything.

I love you.

- Maybe it wasn't tonight.

- You wish. It's tonight.

I want to see them.

Yeah, right.

They're not picking up.

They're in, though. I'll call back in a minute.

You think something's wrong?

Nothing's wrong

except they love to f*** with us.

What?

Probably laughing at us right now.

Jesus, are you nuts?

Paranoia. Hey.

Come sit with me.

- You can't smoke here.

- I know that, Mom.

You look like a hood.

- Not good enough for you?

- No.

Not the man you want

for the father of your children?

Go ahead, sir. 207.

Make a left

when you come out of the elevator...

then another left at the end of the hallway.

- What?

- It's tiny.

- Don't start, Sonia. Don't f***ing start.

- Can we walk up?

- No.

- Please. It's just one flight.

No. I'm not walking up the f***ing stairs.

Please.

You're a prick to me sometimes.

I know.

Hello.

- Hey, guys.

- Thought maybe you'd forgotten.

- No, we didn't.

- About what?

About tonight.

The man at reception

said you weren't picking up.

- What, just now?

- We were here. We're here.

Yeah, that's right.

You know, when we were in the back,

we probably didn't hear the phone.

- Were you having sex?

- Yeah, right.

That's funny.

- You look great.

- Hi.

What a place.

You guys want a drink?

- You have one?

- Yeah, sure.

Brought a bottle to celebrate.

- Serve it up.

- I'll take you for a tour.

- It's not really big enough to call it a tour.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah. Come on.

So what's up?

Same old.

This is elegant, Lisa.

It wasn't that expensive. For what it is.

You guys were having sex just now,

weren't you?

What, on the wood floor? No, thank you.

You have that glow.

It's not a glow. That's a headache.

- You look good.

- Do I?

- Good earrings.

- Thanks.

I love those.

- Guess who I ran into.

- Who?

Barry.

- The Ghost of Christmas Past.

- Yeah.

I talk to him.

- You do?

- Sometimes.

You sleep with him?

No.

No more screwing around.

Martin and I are really building on

something now. We talk about the future.

- I'm happy to hear that.

- I know how you feel about him.

Prove me wrong.

- He's frail, you know.

- Yes. Yeah.

How are things at work?

Really good.

And for Martin?

- The lap of luxury.

- Shut up. Come on.

Hey.

Let's drink a toast.

How nice. Cozy.

What shall we drink to?

- Whatever your heart desires.

- To your new place.

- All right.

- No. Let me think.

To continuity.

What does that mean?

What I want to drink to.

- It's intellectual.

- I know what she means.

What?

Continuity. Flow.

- Growth.

- Thank you.

- To continuity.

- Cheers.

Cheers.

Yeah.

Listen, we want to apologize again

about last week.

- Forget it.

- No, it was wrong. Just not showing up.

We had a huge fight.

Did Martin tell you about it?

- No.

- Well, we had this huge fight in the car...

on the way over here...

and Martin jumped out of the car

and walked away.

Against traffic, you know.

And so I had to get behind the wheel.

I couldn't make the U-turn. I was crying.

It was beautiful.

You made her cry?

I thought we weren't going to talk

about this.

We can talk about it with these guys.

I thought we agreed

that we were gonna make another excuse.

Did we agree to that?

See, this is why we have these huge battles.

Because we make a decision...

a good one,

to make things better for ourselves...

then we don't stick to it.

- Don't get angry with her.

- I'm not angry, I'm not. I just...

I love her. I love you, Sonia. I just wish we

could stick to a single thing we agree on.

I'll give you another example.

We always said

that we wouldn't get pregnant...

- before being together for four years.

- I don't wanna talk about this.

- We're close to these guys.

- Martin, come on.

No, they're our closest friends.

We can talk to them about this.

So we agreed on four years, and after

six months, we slip and we get pregnant.

So we both agree, at first,

that we don't want the baby.

So we set a date to get...

To take care of it, you know?

Then I'm out sick for two weeks.

Walking pneumonia.

And we have to cancel.

By the time I'm back on my feet again,

Sonia's changed her mind.

She wants the baby.

So I sit down with her,

and we go over all the reasons...

why we said we didn't want children yet.

And we set another appointment

to take care of it.

And while we're waiting for it to come up,

I start getting cold feet.

I wasn't as torn as she was

in the first place...

but, you know, I started thinking,

"Are we doing the right thing?

"Maybe we should have the f***ing baby."

And I don't say anything to her...

because, you know,

I don't want to confuse the issue any more...

so I keep it to myself and it's okay.

But it could have been messy.

We should have stuck to our guns.

We shouldn't have got pregnant.

We were sloppy.

We did the right thing in the end,

but we were sloppy, like we are.

Can I use your bathroom?

- Sammy?

- Yeah?

- What's going on?

- Nothing.

- Where's your mom?

- She's back there.

- Doing what?

- Nothing.

Don't worry. Don't get up, please, I've got it.

What about you, June bug?

Still love your dad?

No.

I love you. You know, for the both of us.

- Is that a song?

- Will you sit with me?

Dad, I've got a sh*t load of homework

due tomorrow.

You kiss your boyfriend with that mouth?

I have news for you.

What?

Well, I didn't want to tell you before,

but now you're old enough.

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