P.S. I Love You Page #6

With a Galway girl

That's a very nice jacket.

I won it in a bet.

We were halfway there

When the rain came down

Of a day

L- ay-I-ay

And she asked me up to her flat downtown

Of a fine soft day I-ay

And I ask you, friend

What's a fella to do

'Cause her hair was black

And her eyes were blue

Enough of this.

Why does he want me to remember

all these things that make it harder?

It's cruel.

I don't know, baby.

But I don't think he means to be cruel.

What does he mean?

I don't know.

Come on, let's go.

We're taking you back.

- I think you should find William.

- No.

I left without saying anything.

He must think I'm an idiot.

Well, you're an American.

They expect us to be idiots.

Don't push her.

If she's not ready, she's not ready.

Although if memory serves me correctly,

Holly...

...the longer you go without sex,

the meaner and bitchier you get.

- Eat me.

- Hello.

Well, I'm really mad at Gerry.

Maybe that's why he did it. You have to

stop wanting him at some point.

When?

- Grab the pole!

- What?

- You've got a fish!

- It's a fish!

- Okay.

Holly, grab the pole!

- Okay, I'm grabbing it! I am, I am.

Take it out.

- Hurry it up!

- Aah!

You're not holding the ball.

Turn the knobby thing!

- Will you stop being so butch?!

Just watch it! Oh! Ow!

- Help me!

Do you wanna get the fish?

I'm trying.

Stop! My nails are wet!

- Guys!

- Careful!

Guys, I lost...

Oh, my God.

What happened to our oars?

Oh, my God.

Help!

Help!

Help!

I hate cosmetics companies.

They get you addicted to

the perfect lipstick or nail polish...

...and then six months later,

they discontinue it.

You have to buy your favorite colors like

you're storing up for the apocalypse.

That was my last bottle of this.

I think that one of us

should swim ashore...

...and it should be the one

who's already inflated.

Okay, no, that's good. Here!

- There, go swim ashore.

- Was that necessary?

- You can swim ashore.

- You happy...

...I inhaled all these toxins?

- You jump in!

- Stop fighting! You're acting like babies!

- All right. Shut up!

Nice.

Maybe we'll eventually

drift towards the shore.

What shore? That could take months.

Better not take more than nine or else

there'll be another person on this boat.

What?

I wasn't gonna say anything

until we got back.

I'm having a baby.

A baby? Sharon, wow.

I know, I know.

- When are you due?

- March.

Oh, thank God.

You can still be in my wedding.

What?

Ah! I'm getting married.

Tom proposed, I said yes...

...and we're planning

a New Year's Eve wedding.

Aah! Gosh!

Congratulations!

- You okay?

- Yeah. No. Yeah.

No, I mean, it's just... This is just

a lot of information to get in one boat.

Oh, baby, I'm sorry.

I wasn't gonna say anything

until we got back. This is your trip.

- No, no, it's okay.

- Yeah, no, me too.

But, you know, we might die here,

so I'm not going down as a spinster.

- You're getting married.

- You're having a baby.

- Oh, my God. What, are you kidding me?

- What?

- God.

- I know.

Mm.

Who's the cook?

- I am.

- Me.

- We all helped.

- Ugh.

Denise is getting married.

Isn't that great?

Sharon's pregnant. Heh.

Congratulations to both of you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

The food was great. I don't think

I came up for air once.

You know, it got a lot darker

while I was busy.

Mm. Yeah, it gets dark at night...

...here.

You work on the lake?

Two days a week. Kind of a patrolman.

Although, I gotta say, first time

I ever had to save anyone.

I feel really badly about you having

to drive all the way back this late.

- That's enough.

In this rain, forget it.

Feel free to stay till morning.

Yeah, we have a pull-out couch.

A bed that pulls out.

Oh.

It is a long drive.

- I would love a shower.

- What a great idea!

There's one downstairs, it's fantastic.

I'll get you some linens and towels.

I'll show you.

Great. Take your wine...

What, are you crazy?

He's staying the whole night.

He's gonna be here all night long,

all night long.

He's gonna be here all night.

You have to get pregnant immediately.

Immediately. We can have kids together.

How cute is that?

I mean, how cute is that?

I don't know, I have this weird feeling.

I feel like there's a boy inside of me.

Oh, Jesus! Oh, sorry.

I thought you were upstairs.

I need to just get my clothes.

I'll get out of your way.

Sorry about that.

Would you like a drink?

Should I just lick it off the counter, then?

- Oh, no!

- Yeah.

Sorry, no... It's been a long time

since I've seen a man that naked.

I mean, you have a...

How about that drink?

- You're very sweet.

- Oh, God.

The last time a guy said that he followed

it up with, "But I don't date 13-year-olds."

Well, lucky for you, neither do I.

Cheers.

Cheers.

- Oh, I'm sorry.

- Hi.

Sorry. Oh, I can't do this, I'm sorry.

It's not you.

Look at me, I'm shaking.

I don't know how to do this.

Don't even know if I want to,

I haven't been held in...

Oh, never mind. I'm just screwed up.

I'm trouble. Yeah.

- I like trouble.

- Oh, no. Heh.

I don't mean "cool Pulp Fiction" trouble...

...I mean "mental case wacko" trouble.

I'm out of my league here. I mean,

I haven't had a new man in over 10 years.

I had this old one. I mean, he wasn't old.

He was just old to me

because I had him so often.

He was my husband, but he died.

Kissing him like that,

I'm not surprised, poor lad.

No, it's not gonna work.

I feel like I'm trying on a new pair of shoes

I really wanna buy, but they just don't fit.

Sorry.

All right then, how about

going barefoot for a while?

There's no man, alive or dead,

who's gonna fault you for living.

You're very sweet.

He was a good man, I reckon,

your man who died.

Yes...

...a very good man.

- William?

- Hmm?

Could you drive me to Enniskerry

in the morning?

Sure.

You got friends there?

Family. Sort of.

- In-laws. I should see them.

- Hmm.

What's their name? Maybe I know them.

The Kennedys.

Not Rose and Martin?

Yeah. You know them?

You're not Gerry's Holly?

What?

Oh...

You're the girl from the pub that night.

I was in Gerry's band.

Not Billy...

...Gallagher?

- One and the same.

It's... It's all right.

It's all right. Me and Gerry,

we shared everything together.

Oh, no, no, no, I didn't mean it like that.

What I meant was, you know,

he wouldn't have a problem...

Well, he might have a problem

but, you know...

...there's not much

he can do about it now, is there?

Holly.

Come here. Come back to bed.

Now, let's... Let's talk.

Oh...

I heard he died.

Tumor, was it? Yeah.

You know, Gerry and I, we...

We hadn't seen each other

in a long, long while.

It's sad when that happens

to best friends, isn't it?

He... He was a wonderful lad.

It's all right, you know.

It's okay.

You know, these things...

...they happen now and again.

Not very often...

...but now and again.

Would you like me to tell you

some stories about me and Gerry?

I've got plenty.

Yeah?

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