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families of their own.
So, this year,
I am giving thanks
To something so simple...
...life.
Hear! Hear!
To life.
You want to know what
I'm thankful for, Robert?
Yes, darling.
We... We would like to know.
I'm thankful
That today I can see life
for what it really is,
To know that
just beneath the surface,
Just under the radar is death.
And every day we wake up,
And we run from it
as fast as we can...
but it's coming.
Maybe not today,
maybe not next week,
But when it does,
this, all this...
This doesn't matter.
So, today,
I'm not grateful for life.
I'm giving thanks for death.
To death.
That was fun.
Your idea.
Let's just say I won't be
pushing for Christmas.
In fact, I think we
should boycott Christmas.
You can't boycott
Christmas, friend.
Wanna bet?
Harder.
Harder...
me even harder.
Oh!
Thanks so much
for coming in.
Thank you.
Thanks a lot.
You killed that.
I know.
Yet you don't seem
happy about it.
What?
Nothing.
Dana.
What?
What?
This a**hole
didn't call me at Christmas.
Problem is, I really like
this a**hole, so...
well, I'm not
your garden-Variety a**hole.
I'm more of a hybrid.
The lovable prick.
Yeah, it's a curse.
I'm loathe to admit this,
But I actually miss you
when you're not around.
Don't.
Everybody needs somebody, right?
Hey.
You don't want to be
involved with me.
And the last thing I want to do
Is destroy something else
in my life that I care about.
I'm not afraid of you.
You should be.
Oh.
I'm a mess.
Oh?
Lucky for you, I like messes.
You know what you need?
You need someone
to cook you a proper meal,
And I am hell on wheels
with gnocchi.
Hmm.
Hey.
It'll be okay.
I've cooked pasta before.
Hi, you've reached Aaron royal.
Please leave a message.
Hi, you've reached Aaron royal.
Pl...
Hi, you've reached Aaron royal.
You're up early.
Oh, they're killing me at work.
I thought you died.
No such luck.
You know... all night
I was thinking you were dead,
Even though I knew you were
just... that girl.
I wasn't...
you know, the worst part
is I don't care.
I just care
that you're not dead.
My baby died.
That's enough.
So did mine.
I didn't call
because my phone is dead.
Sorry.
Supposed to get one of these
at the fricking office,
And they haven't.
I want a divorce.
Sweetie...
I look at you...
the way you used to
look at me... is gone.
You are gone, Maggie.
And I don't know
how to get you back.
You know what I see
when I look at you?
I just see death.
He looked like you.
He did.
But he was bloated
and purple and dead.
I don't want a divorce.
We can't live like this.
How's Aaron?
I don't know.
Wasn't thinking about him
until you brought him up.
Well, he didn't
do anything wrong.
Why do you always take his side?
I'm not taking sides.
You're doing it again.
I just think
it would be a good idea
For you to see things from
his point of view for once.
You're doing it again.
What?
You're defending him.
I am not.
Mom, you're pathological.
You know, whatever's
going on between you and Dana,
You know, I understand.
I get it. Dad.
It's really none
of your business.
Well, it is my business
because it's my business.
It's been a rough year.
Remember my motto...
Love 'em and leave 'em
and leave 'em laughing.
Was that your motto
when you left mom?
Because I don't recall
a lot of laughing.
I never brought it to work.
Do you feel like you're 100?
I feel like I'm 100.
Yeah.
You are way too old to be here.
Me?
You know, this is the place
That you met randy the handyman.
He was a wiz with a screwdriver.
He was.
You seem better.
Like, happy.
Kinda.
Yeah.
I'd been shaking
like I had the DT's
For the last six months,
but look now... Solid.
Yeah.
Have you heard from him?
Yeah, we talk.
It's strange.
I think I just need the space
right now, you know?
Yeah, do I.
With three boys at home,
I haven't taken a sh*t
by my myself in four years.
It's true.
I'm sorry about
the last six months.
Don't apologize.
I shouldn't have been
so callous as to have a baby.
Yeah.
You insensitive b*tch.
I really am.
Yay!
Oh, my god!
You didn't! Come on.
I did.
And we are. Thank you.
That is so 1998.
Yeah, well, it's a tradition.
Thank you.
All right.
All right.
Here we go.
Here we go.
Cheers.
To you.
What's the matter?
Ohh.
I just got...
I don't know.
Be right back.
Oh, my god.
Oh, god.
That is awful.
Ooh, but I feel handsome now.
Oh, wow.
Are you okay?
Yeah, no, I'm fine.
I'm fine.
What's the matter?
I don't know.
Come on.
All right.
Bottoms up.
Yep.
Oh, my god.
What is it?
I can't.
What?
Oh, honey, I...
You don't feel good?
I got to go home.
Oh, really?
Are you sure? I'm sorry.
Ah, damn it.
I got a sitter and everything.
Oh, my god.
Go be hammered
at home now... again.
It'll only hurt for a second.
Round your back, please.
That's it.
This is the local.
It is in preparation
for the epidural.
We've also just started
a pitocin drip
Which should induce labor within
the next eight hours or so.
Did you bring anything to do?
If not, I think
we have a deck of cards
At the nurse's station.
It's missing
the queen of diamonds.
I don't think that
really matters right now.
Want to play cards?
Fours?
No.
Queens?
Must be the queen of hearts
that's missing.
And push, 2, 3, 4,
5, 6, 7, 8, 9, release.
One more.
Begin, and hold.
Push, 2, 3, 4...
...5, 6, 7, 8, 9,
release.
One more, breathe in.
Hold it and push.
2...
push, Maggie.
I am pushing!
5, 6, 7, 8, 9, and 10.
Take a minute.
Catch your breath.
Okay.
Ohh.
You're doing great.
You're doing great, Maggie.
You're doing great.
Come on, baby.
Come on, baby.
You can come out.
It's okay, baby.
It's your mommy. Come on!
I love you.
Come on, baby.
I love you.
Come on.
He's so pretty.
Look at him.
Come see, daddy.
Come see.
Oh, my god.
Okay, are you two ready?
They put him in a cardboard box.
I'm real sorry, Maggie.
That hour we spent with him...
hugging him, kissing him...
...that was the most beautiful
hour of my life.
I didn't want it to end.
What's strange,
this pain I feel, I love it.
I love it.
And I embrace it.
I'm afraid if I let it go...
I'm gonna lose the last little
piece of him I still have.
It's so funny, this thing
no one tells you about...
About the relationship that
begins with them after they die.
If I can... quiet my head down
enough, I can feel him.
I hear him.
I can see why
you want to have this baby.
You're a wonderful mother.
I'm afraid.
I'm afraid to get close.
I am afraid of everything.
Hi.
Hey, Meglet.
How's my girl?
Ohh...
honey, what's wrong?
I'm pregnant.
How did that happen?
Honey, could you get...
Yeah, let me get
some wine for us.
Oh, Maggie.
Mom, just please be really
careful what you say right now.
Look, I know it's hard now,
and it might not make any sense,
But everything happens
for a reason.
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