See Girl Run Page #4
Me an Emmie?
Me an Emmie.
Did she say something?
No.
All right.
Hey, what's her husband like?
Just...
Uh...
Yeah, it's...
I don't feel comfortable
talking about him.
Sure, yeah.
Sorry.
Well, maybe I'll
get to meet him
myself one day, you know?
Does she ever
come to visit?
Hey.
Are you crying?
Yeah.
I'm sorry, Brandon, I didn't
mean to, like, get heavy
or-or wh... whatever it is.
Hey. Why don't you and I...
like, get together and hang out?
You know, there aren't that
worth hanging out with
that don't have
little squirts, so...
I should be done with some
paintings I gotta work on
this afternoon around 6:00.
Swing by at 7:
00?You remember where
my folks live?
Yeah.
Em. Em!
Goddamn it.
Em! Wait up!
Em! Jesus Christ.
Em, f***. You're gonna
f***ing kill me.
I'm sorry!
Jesus, I'm sorry.
I just... at least just tell me
if she's okay.
If I knew, I would tell you.
Aren't you worried about her?
Of course, Graham.
If I hear from her,
I'll have her call you.
Well, I've already left her
about a million messages.
Obviously, she'll call me
when she feels like it, I...
Just please, just let me know
if you hear from her, okay?
I'm sure she's fine.
We all know Emmie can
take care of herself.
All right, tell her I love her.
If I talk to her, of course.
Hang in there.
# And stuff
yourself with shrimp galore #
# Lobster, clam
and crab and more #
# You'll overdose
on lobster tail, so... #
# You forget you're
getting old as hell. #
Happy birthday!
What's this?
It's for your transfer.
Now, wait a minute...
Jason.
Hey.
Um...
I'm done.
With... with what?
With the job?
With me?
It's not right, Beck.
None of it.
Hey, I gotta get back
in a little while.
Mm.
Another rousing evening
of Scrabble with Mom and Dad?
Jason wants to hang out.
With you?
Yeah.
Tonight?
Yeah.
Were you going to maybe
f***ing tell me? Ah!
Wouldn't you rather
go out with him?
Not yet. Come on,
I know you would.
Why don't you come with us?
I... I'm not...
ready to see him yet.
So why the new outfit?
It's for when I am.
When you're ready?
You know full well that
I'm not the kind of person...
But that's what
everyone thinks.
It's what everyone thinks.
Until they do the thing they
think they'd never, ever do.
Does Graham know you're here?
Okay, in all honesty,
tell me what you
really think of Graham.
In all honesty?
Yeah.
He's good.
Good?
Okay, I was a little surprised
when first you told me
you were engaged.
I mean, it had nothing
to do with Graham.
I just... I don't know.
I didn't expect you
to settle down so quickly.
Settle down or just settle?
Emmie?
I'm going to the bookstore.
Emmie Carey.
Tami Beck.
Yeah! Yeah.
Come here, cutie!
You look so good!
Thank you.
Yeah.
Yeah, you, too.
You know what, it's actually
Tami Ayers now, yeah.
At first it was Beck,
and then it was Highsmith.
Now it's Ayers, so... Yeah.
Yeah. Wow.
You look awesome!
Yeah.
Thank you. You, too.
Thank you. Yeah, yeah.
Buying some stuff?
Yeah, really cute stuff.
Did you see this over there?
Graham?
Hey. It's Marty.
I thought Tommy and I were
perfect for each other,
you know.
Not just because of the
whole "Tami/Tommy" thing either,
even though that was
really fun.
Um, but no, we had the same
tastes in
a lot of different things:
Um, shoes.
We're both really
into shoes big-time.
We both loved the same shows.
That was important to me.
But I think, looking back,
that's how I knew
that we were not really
on the same page anymore
because I liked to
watch Housewives,
and, um, Tommy didn't,
which is fine.
He can have
his cable news shows.
That's why God invented more
than one TV set.
So we watch in different
rooms, no big deal.
We had, like, seven
TVs in the house,
you might as well use 'em.
But the thing is,
we both like Grey's.
And Grey's comes on
right after Housewives
and right after Tommy's show.
But instead of us watching
watching Grey's together
in the same room, we both just
ended up staying in
separate rooms
to watch the same show.
Which was nuts. And neither
of us noticed for weeks.
Once I figured out what
was going on, I kind of was,
like, "Oh, this is bad.
Yeah, this is bad.
We're doomed."
But it's okay. Things were
really getting stale anyway
up to that point, so...
Well, what did you do?
Divorce.
That's what I'm talking about.
Wow. God.
You didn't try anything first?
What do you mean?
Like, I don't know, counseling
or something like that.
No, no, we thought about it.
But no, life is too short.
And plus it's worked out.
I'm with Mark and I love him.
He's awesome.
Yeah, he's amazing.
That's great.
Yeah, it is.
But what about you?
How's your hubby?
How's your old man?
Well, you're married, right?
No.
No?
Somebody told me you...
I am.
I thought you were married.
I am.
You are?
I thought so!
It's like, "What, what?" Yeah.
Sorry about that.
Didn't Meredith
and Tory Cage get married
a couple years ago?
Yeah. Divorced.
Excuse me.
I don't mean to be rude.
Mm-hmm, yeah. I've been waiting
for a call from my brother.
But I've been doing
all the talking.
Tell me about yourself.
You're the one who lives
in the Big Apple.
I want to hear about city life.
Come on, come on, come on.
Not a lot, really.
There's got to be
some crazy stories.
It's the city.
The city that never sleeps.
You know what
your mom calls me.
The best lay north of Boston.
Well...
she used to, son.
She used to.
No. She calls me an enabler.
Now, every time
I've covered your rent
or bailed you out of debt,
it's always been because
I want my son
to have every chance
to follow his dreams.
Okay, all right, Dad.
But you know, it's not like
you just give me money,
like a handout or something.
Jesus, how many friggin'
pictures of frogs
do you think we need
in the house?
All right, look, um,
I'll pay you back.
You know I'll pay you
back when something...
You know what?
I had dreams, too.
You may find that
hard to believe, but I did.
I have supported you
because I always defend your
right to be what you want
because I love you
and believe in you,
and I want you to have
everything you want.
I know what you're capable of.
It's just that it's hard
to blame Mom, you know?
Because at some point
we'd like to be able
to see you take care
of yourself.
To see all your dedication
come to fruition.
Well, look, I know that
something is going to happen
soon. I know it.
I can feel it.
This is a new one.
Your mother doesn't
know about it
and she doesn't have to.
Okay.
Don't abuse it, okay?
I won't.
I won't.
Necessities only.
Um... what about...?
Oh, I'll send Gary rent
for the next three months.
By then, who knows?
Maybe you'll be
the Thomas Kinkade
of amphibian paintings.
Thanks, Dad.
How long have you been
holding onto that stuff?
Most of it since high school.
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