Private Number
1
Come on, buddy.
You did this once.
You can do it again.
All right.
Hey, babe!
Hey, punkin patch!
How you doing?
Look at you in that dress
and those shoes and that face.
Mm.
Come here.
Come here.
How's things going
at the, uh, boutique?
Good. We, uh...
I got the mannequins in today.
Oh, yeah?
the display tables,
fix the bathrooms.
Oh, yeah, speaking of handymen.
You didn't fix the door?
I didn't fix the door.
What, do you turn to the
right or the left?
Kick it.
You really need
to fix this door.
Attagirl!
Soon it's not gonna open at all.
I got it.
How'd the writing go today?
Good. Good, yeah.
Uh, I think
I made a breakthrough.
Great.
I can't wait to read it.
Um, whose turn is it
to do the dishes?
I got 'em.
Good.
Gonna get some afternoon sun.
Okay.
That's a lot of dishes.
Oh, sh*t.
Sorry. I didn't mean
to interrupt.
I just wanted to tell you
that I love you.
I love you, too, baby.
All right. Well, I don't
wanna distract you.
I'm gonna go get ready.
Okay.
Wanna join me?
Now?
I just finished my makeup!
You can do it again.
In 20 minutes?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
You just don't wanna
share the shower with me because
you're a water Nazi.
Well, that's true.
But you know what?
They are gonna be here
in 20 minutes,
so you need to hurry up.
I'm a man.
I can be ready in five.
I'm so glad we're
having people over.
I was beginning to feel like we
were becoming my parents.
You think I'm your dad?
That's pretty creepy, babe.
Oh, I mean,
you know what I mean.
We used to go out with
couples all the time.
Now I'm so busy at the boutique,
and you're constantly in
front of the computer,
and at night we just
come home and collapse.
You know what?
Life is gonna pass us by,
and one day we're gonna wake up
and realize that we missed it.
So tonight, let's just have fun.
Deal?
No talk about work.
No.
I can't argue with you
in that dress.
Mm.
You'll mess up my makeup.
Mm-hmm.
So I gotta ask.
Like, whose idea was the bowtie?
The matching?
Who do you think?
I am just so awful to these two.
I don't know how
they put up with me.
as you don't have
the matching Christmas pictures
with everyone in the same color.
You know what I mean?
Actually, I was thinking...
How did you know, Michael?
Reindeer sweaters for everyone.
So a whole year?
Yeah, a whole year.
Not a drop, man.
Not even cough syrup.
Yeah, and, uh, that is next.
Yes, it is. Yes, it is.
Now you need to learn to eat
like a big boy already,
because you are
a big boy, Mason.
Oh, I'm sorry, Kat.
I'll help you clean this up.
It's fine.
Um, so, Michael,
tell us about the new book.
I gotta tell you,
it's kicking my butt,
but I'm trouping through.
Good.
Well, I love "Knight Fire,"
so if you ever need anyone to
give this version a read,
I'm your woman.
Yeah, good luck with that.
He doesn't even let me read it.
Yeah, top secret,
mm-hmm.
No way. It would
drive me absolutely nuts
if Bill was working on something
this big and kept it from me.
Well, I can't wait
till it's ready.
She means it.
She tells all her friends
she knows the guy who wrote
that "Knight" book.
Really?
Yeah.
Aww, thank you.
Yeah.
Then she asks why
I can't be a writer, so...
You could be a writer, man.
No. I don't know the first
thing about writing.
I didn't know how to write a
I still don't know
how to write a book.
Make it up as you go along.
So is this new one a
continuation of the last one?
Kind of.
Same main characters.
Oh, so question
of the evening...
The Knight is
coming back, yes. Yes.
Yay. He makes it so much fun.
What a great character.
Thank you.
Everybody likes the Knight.
Toast. Toast.
Sounds good.
To friendship.
To friendship.
Cheers.
Cheers.
I'd make a great mommy.
Wouldn't our daughter
be adorable?
Are you coming to bed?
Coming.
What are you doing?
I, uh...
Did you set the alarm?
Yeah.
God, thinking of
hearing something,
I keep having this dream
where something's
whispering in my ear,
and I think I understand 'em.
And then I wake up, and I have
no idea what they were saying.
That's odd, huh?
Yeah, that's weird.
Well, I'm off to bed.
Don't be long.
Okay.
So when will you be
finished with your book?
I don't know, baby.
A month just to finish
the first draft,
and then there's editor's notes
and publisher's notes
Takes forever to finish a book.
Yeah, tell me about it.
I wanna write, like, 12 a week.
That's nice.
Does that feel good?
Come here.
You are so beautiful.
You know that?
You are so beautiful.
I wanna feel you.
I want you inside me.
I wanna have your baby.
What? Is that
what this is about?
Can't you see
that that's what I want?
Can we not talk
about this right now?
Well, when can we talk about it?
a hundred times.
Look, I'm...
I mean, most of my friends
are on their second
or third kid by now.
that we wait
is another day that we don't get
to spend with our child.
Like, can't we just...
Just let me finish my book!
That's all, and then we
can talk about family.
That's what you said about me
opening my boutique.
Now what's the real reason?
Why are you pulling away?
That's the real reason!
I-I'm under pressure!
I want to finish my book!
F*** you!
You know what the real
f***ing reason is!
Yeah?
What's the real reason?
You're not attracted to me!
What do you...
You f***ing want
some 18-year-old?
You want some f***ing stupid
f***ing young chick?
Am I too old for you?
What? Oh, my God.
Because then you could just wait
for 20 more years!
Why can't you just
give me what I want?
Good night.
You know,
Wednesday, 2:
44 A.M.Remember me?
End of messages.
Hello, old chap.
Long time, no see. Heh.
I've missed
our tittle-tattles.
Aww.
Trouble with the missus, eh?
Not to worry.
Belly up to the bar, mate.
Cheers to one year of
sobriety and many more.
Couldn't have done it
without you, baby.
Look, I'm... I'm really sorry
about the other night.
It's just seeing
Bill and Mary's son...
Baby, stop.
or in the gutter
if you hadn't have dried me out,
so as far as I'm concerned,
there isn't
an 18-year-old
in the world
that could take your place.
I love you, baby.
I love you, too.
To us.
Hey, I wanted
to give this to you.
It's a big-shot literary agent
my friend told me about.
Macmillan?
Baby, this is like
a Big Six company.
I mean, "Knight Fire" did okay,
but it wasn't
a best seller. I'm not...
I'm not ready for this.
Ohh. Come on, babe.
Don't be so hard on yourself.
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