Suburban Girl Page #7

Most women would be flattered.

Being a muse is demeaning.

Did you know that Renoir only used

to paint women he thought were dumb?

I told you that.

How's your old man?

Which one?

Were you drinking, Archie?

Is that why you're here?

Actually, I've been drinking all along.

ARCHIE:
I wish you would have let me come

to your father's funeral.

I could have wiped your tears.

I'm really very good at that.

I'll be okay. I promise.

ARCHIE:
I love you, babe.

I'm here if you need me.

I know. Thanks.

ETHAN:
Need a push?

No, thanks.

I know I'm not Dad,

but if you ever need to talk to anyone

about anything,

I could try and manufacture something

that sounds lucid.

The only thing that I can't bear...

It's killing me.

Is the thought that he was worried about me

when he died.

He wasn't worried.

How do you know?

I was here the morning

that Dad got the phone call from Mickey.

I don't understand.

Well, after he hung up the phone, I...

You know, I told him

I would gladly assassinate Archie,

if that's what he wanted.

Like a dying wish

kind of vendetta-like thing.

- That's very comforting.

- Yeah.

Anyway, he said, "Thanks,

"but I think Brett can take care of herself."

He really said that?

Oh, yeah. That's straight from the mouth

of Robert Eisenberg,

MD.

MD.

My Dad.

Thanks for offering

to kill someone for me, Ethan.

ETHAN:
Anytime.

(LAUGHS)

I don't think you wanna go.

Why do I feel like I'm about to enter

an lbsen play?

You're too skinny to play Hedda Gabler.

You look beautiful.

So, how's your mom doing?

She's okay.

Honestly, I think she's relieved.

It was hard for her. Watching him suffer.

Is that for me?

It's the rest of your things.

I had a Chinese laundry wash it all for you.

I hope that means they folded my socks

into those neat, little cubes.

Definitely.

Do you have

your BlackBerry with you?

Of course.

Would you take it out?

I don't think you did it right.

I'm not getting anything.

Let me try this again.

(BLACKBERRY BUZZING)

Read it.

I'm sorry, Archie.

You shouldn't be drinking soda.

- Why not?

- Because of your blood sugar.

No, not why shouldn't I be drinking a soda.

Why won't you marry me?

- Are you asking me to explain?

- Yes. I am.

Because when I look at you,

I see a teacher.

But when you look at me,

you see a student.

Because you like to run away.

It's part of who you are.

Because, in the end,

a girl can't grow up until she loses a father

and leaves an Archie.

You'll always have your pick of women.

You know that.

Can't you at least pretend that the idea of

me with somebody else is hard for you?

Is this a consolation prize?

No.

Should I open it now?

Maybe you should wait.

You know, it's more dramatic that way.

Does it have a happy ending?

We deserved one.

Goodbye, Archie.

Goodbye, Pumpkin.

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