Rabbit Hole Page #2
Taz! Stop, stop. Come here and eat.
Come on. Come on.
Stay. Sorry, he's not really dangerous. Eat.
- Yeah.
- He's just kind of dumb.
No, I know. He's my dog.
You're Becca.
I should have recognized you, of course.
I'm Auggie.
- Hi, Auggie.
- Hi.
Oh, my God!
Why didn't you tell me
you were coming over?
I would have picked up the house.
- That's Auggie.
- Yeah, we met. Is Izzy here?
Yeah, she's here.
She got fired from Applebee's.
I was planning on taking
it all down to Goodwill,
but now I'm glad that I didn't,
because look at these shirts.
Look at them. And these sweaters...
I don't know, Becca.
I mean, they're in baby clothes for so long.
It'll probably be a while
before he can even fit into that stuff.
No. It comes up very quickly, you'll see.
You're gonna be happy that I saved it.
- Is he living here?
- He has to. His girlfriend kicked him out.
- Ex-girlfriend.
- She knows what I meant.
- Did you see this one?
- That's cute. Look at that.
What if it's a girl?
Well, then...
I don't know, I'll give it to someone else.
But you're gonna... You're gonna thank me.
There's a couple of years' worth
of clothes here.
Think of all the money you're gonna save.
- It's not about the money.
- Well, it should be.
Come on, Izzy.
You gotta start thinking about that.
I mean, especially if the dad's a musician. It
costs a lot to raise a child, I'm telling you.
It would just be weird, Becca,
if it was a boy, to see him running around
in Danny's clothes.
I would just feel weird about it.
Yeah.
- I'm sorry. Of course it would be weird.
- It was a nice offer.
You're gonna get a lot of clothes.
Christmas, birthdays.
- You don't have anything to worry about.
- It's probably a girl, anyway.
You know,
I'm a little psychic about these things.
Remember, I said Sheila was having a girl?
And Karin!
- I think there's a girl in there.
- I hope there is. I mean, I want a girl.
I want it to be healthy, obviously,
but I really hope it's a girl.
Me, too.
You want some coffee cake?
I've got some coffee cake for us.
because I promised Howie
that I'd pick up some dinner.
Looks good, though.
Here. Eat some cake.
- When did Rick ever beat me at squash?
- Did he mention Debbie at all?
You can call her, you know.
Get the reports directly.
I don't want to call
her. She should call me.
I would have been there for her if anything
had ever happened to Robbie or Em.
I wouldn't have vanished the way she did.
I wouldn't.
Howie?
You know what I mean?
Yeah.
Howie.
Turn around.
Come on. You need to relax.
- Your shoulders are all knotted up.
- Yeah.
Yeah.
Forget about Debbie
and whatever else is bothering you.
I know what this is. Dimming the lights...
You're plying me with... With liquor.
It worked in college.
That's enough. That's enough.
Where are you going?
No, I just... I'm feeling antsy tonight.
I'm sorry. It just... It was a weird day.
- Right.
- What, now you're gonna pout?
- It's been eight months.
- But who's keeping track?
I am. I'm keeping track.
I'm not ready yet, Howie.
All right? I'm just...
I'm sorry if you think that that's abnormal.
I don't.
I don't think it's abnormal at all, but...
So, what's the problem?
We need to at least head in that direction,
which might feel strange at first, but...
- But you want to have sex.
- Don't say it like that.
- You're trying to rope me into having sex.
- I am not. I wasn't roping you into sex.
- Al Green isn't roping?
- No.
- Al Green?
- I thought it was nice. That's all.
I was trying to make things nice.
You can't. You just can't, all right?
I'm sorry. Things aren't nice anymore.
Babe, will you hold him for a second?
Just hold him like that.
- Taz, quit it.
- Yeah, tell Taz to quit it.
- All right. Now...
- 'Cause Taz wants to go on the tire.
- Hold on. Let me see Mama and...
- Okay, you ready? I'm gonna let you go.
- Ready?
- Yes.
Here it goes. There!
- Keep your feet up.
- Danny.
- Look at me on the way back, Danny.
- Keep your feet up, Danny.
Hey.
If you're not gonna go to group,
I need you to see someone.
- Any plans for the day?
- You're looking at them.
- I'll see you tonight.
- Yeah.
I'm here to see Scott Baiter
in the Events department.
I don't have a Baiter listed.
That's weird.
- Kate Finn. What about Kate?
- I have a Robert Finn in Dec Arts.
If you have an appointment,
I can just call up there.
Who are you?
I... I don't have an appointment. I...
I'm an old friend. I used to work here.
Becca?
- Gary!
- Hey! What are you doing here?
I had some errands to
run in the city and I...
I thought I'd pop in and say hello,
but apparently nobody works here anymore.
Yeah, no, Scott went over to Christie's
back in March. Traitor.
It's good to see
you're still doing the coffee runs, though.
No. No, no, no. I don't usually.
I'm in Scott's old job.
- Hey, how's the family?
- You know what, Gary, I...
I know how busy it gets up there,
so I'm gonna let you get back to it.
Yeah, that hasn't changed.
- It was great to see you, though.
- You, too.
- There are fines, you know?
- No, I know.
The book's quite overdue.
We sent out several notices.
- Yeah, that's why I'm here.
- $7.00.
Thank you.
Can I help you?
Yeah, actually. Would it be possible
for me to check this out?
Certainly.
"I will become a fish in a trout stream
and I will swim away from you."
- He's an iguana.
- Yeah, he is.
"'If you become a fish in a trout stream,'
said his mother,
"'I will become a fisherman
and I will fish for you..."'
Sorry.
What do you think's gonna happen?
- I don't know.
- Let's see.
- Hey.
- Hey.
I just scored Yankee tickets off of Rowan.
Tonight. You interested?
- I can't. I got group.
- You can't skip one night?
They're right behind home plate.
- Another time.
- If there is one.
- You going stag tonight?
- Yeah.
No. Becca, she's...
She's gonna take a little break.
From the group.
I'm gonna get a coffee.
- Want to sit?
- Yeah.
- Hello?
- Hi, Mom. It's me.
- What's wrong?
- Nothing.
I was thinking about making Izzy's
birthday cake. Would that be all right?
Honey, you don't have to do all that.
I was just gonna grab her
one of those Carvel things. She likes those.
I don't mind. I really don't.
I mean, it will give me something to do.
Okay, okay.
No group tonight?
Howie's there. It's too
much God talk for me.
- What?
- Nothing. It's just that...
You know,
some people find that comforting.
Yeah, well, it pisses me off.
You know, Becca, when your brother died,
I found the church very helpful.
I know. I know you did, but that's you.
That's not me, and Danny...
Danny isn't Arthur.
You know,
I brought you to church every Sunday.
Let's not start this again, okay, Mom?
I'm just... I'm just calling about the cake.
You're not right about everything,
you know?
- What if there is a God?
- Then I'd say he's a sadistic prick.
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