The Boy Downstairs Page #7
Yep, OK, puddle.
Puddle.
- Puddle.
- OK.
- OK.
- Thank you.
Here.
All right.
Thanks.
Do you need anything else?
Uh, no, I think I'm good.
Water and meds is perfect.
OK, good.
I'm glad you made it.
Me, too.
Thanks for helping
me tonight, really.
Yeah, you're welcome.
Just being a friend, I guess.
Sure you're OK?
Yeah.
[clearing throat]
Yeah, I'm good.
I guess I won't be seeing
you around anymore.
Well, I wish you luck in all
of your future endeavors.
Thank you.
You, too.
Why, thank you.
BEN:
You're welcome.Hey, um, does my head look OK?
It just... it just
kind of stings.
Um, I mean, yeah, I don't
want to take the bandage off.
Yeah, I really think it's OK.
I'm gonna go.
Yeah, OK.
BEN:
Feel better.Thank you.
BEN:
OK, bye.Bye.
[door opening and closing]
Yeah.
- Bye.
- Thanks.
- Yeah, you're welcome.
- Bye.
- Stay warm.
- OK, bye.
Bye.
Do you want some tea, too?
Yes, please.
Thank you.
AMY:
So how are you feeling?Good, I'm better, yeah.
Good.
Foot's still bothering
me a little bit, but...
That will take some time.
I can't believe you
took such a tumble.
I know.
I know.
It was, um, stupid.
I saw our new neighbor.
Oh, yeah, he's in med school.
to have an in-house doctor.
Yes, probably wise.
So how is your book coming?
Um, not great.
Why not?
I just haven't really
been working on it.
What's wrong?
I don't know.
Um, I don't know what I'm doing.
Well, what do you
want to be doing?
I don't know.
Yes, you do.
Doll, you're thinking too much.
Do you want to be writing?
Yeah, yeah.
Then don't get comfortable
doing something else.
Don't settle before
you've even really
tried to do what you want.
Yeah, but, uh, what
if it doesn't work out?
What if I'm not any good?
I know.
But you can't not go for what
you really want because you're
scared of not getting it.
And listen.
Things might not work out.
You might not succeed.
You might get rejected.
Those things might
happen, or they might not.
But they are things
worth knowing.
I know.
You're trying to
protect yourself.
That you're doing it
to a fault, and I don't
want you to regret not trying.
Be brave.
[kettle whistling]
Tea.
DIANA:
Thank you.How's Ben?
I don't know 'cause he
doesn't live here anymore.
Oh, sweetie.
I think I f***ed up.
Do you have anything stronger?
Yes, I do.
OK, can we drink that?
Yes, we can.
OK.
(WHISPERING) Make a plan.
Hey.
Hi.
What are you doing here?
I... I brought you your sweater
because I'm leaving tomorrow.
Thanks.
Bye.
[music playing]
Oh, hi.
Oh, thanks.
[knocking]
...more than I want
to do it, you know?
- Seriously?
- Oh.
[sigh]
Ben.
Hey, Diana, Diana.
Hey.
Hey.
What's up?
Are you OK?
Yeah.
Yeah, Amy gave me your address.
I hope that's OK.
Yeah.
Um, yeah, I didn't know
Meg was gonna be there,
so I'm sorry.
Are you guys back together?
I don't know.
We're figuring it out.
Is everything OK?
Mm-hmm.
Mm-hmm.
Mm-hmm.
Yep.
Except I'm pretty sure
that I'm in love with you.
So, um, OK.
OK, so I know that I hurt you.
I know... I know that I
hurt you, and I'm so sorry.
I was scared, and
I was so confused.
And, um, I thought that
if I ended it, that it
would be less painful later on.
But it wasn't.
And then I moved
back, and I saw you.
And I just didn't
know what to do.
So, um, I told myself that I
just wanted to be your friend,
or that I was just lonely.
But that's not it because, um,
I think about you all the time.
I think about you all the time.
And I... I don't know if,
um, we got back together,
if we would grow old
together or if we
would just break up again.
And it would be
horrible and sad.
But, um, but I'm in
love with you, Ben.
This is so unfair.
I mean, you can't do this now.
I'm OK, you know?
And it... it took me a while.
I just... I just
can't go there again.
OK.
Um, don't... don't say no
for the same reason that I
said no because I was an idiot.
Just, um, just
please only say no
if you actually want to say no.
I'm really sorry.
I gotta go.
OK.
[music playing]
[sobbing]
Uh, yeah, I was just making
sure that you got my samples.
Oh, OK, great, um,
yes, that's it.
Thank you.
Thank you so much.
Oh, yeah.
Mm, hey.
I got you hot chocolate.
Aw, thanks, baby.
You're welcome.
Hey, I've been thinking about
starting to go by Gabrielle.
What do you think?
Um, no.
Why?
I don't know.
I feel like it sounds
more professional.
Mm, no, I like Gabby.
I also think I'm going
to stop wearing bras.
Right, because it's
not professional?
No, but apparently
it's good for your b*obs.
Like, I read this article about
how wearing bras all the time
can make your b*obs sag
earlier because the tissue
and the ligaments...
or maybe it's the muscles...
anyway, they become
lazy or something.
Seriously?
Yeah, I'm getting the details
mixed up, but it's true.
I thought it was that,
like, the underwire
actually helps to sort of remind
them to, like, sit up straight.
You know, that they're like...
Uh, D, Ben's here.
I'm gonna go.
Um, just go say hi.
And... and don't be weird, OK?
OK, just call me later.
Hey.
Hey.
What are you doing here?
I was just, uh, picking up
some mail that Amy had for me.
It's actually, uh,
warrants for my arrest.
Oh.
Parking tickets, I guess
I just forgot about them.
I mean, you had so
many parking tickets.
I don't even own a car.
Well, there's always Mexico.
Yeah, yeah, no, Mexico is
not something I considered.
But now I'll probably do that.
Um, what are you
actually doing right now?
Um, I have to pick
up my dry cleaning, uh,
before they close.
Oh, OK.
BEN:
Yeah.Sure.
Yeah, um, maybe
do you want to come?
Yeah.
Yeah.
[MUSIC:
WARDELL - "FUNNYTHING"]
(SINGING) I wasn't blind,
gonna hurt yourself.
Too many times,
it's a funny thing.
I wouldn't like any way.
And if I tried, we
would all be dead.
Oh, oh, yeah.
Oh, oh, yeah.
Our love won't let up on
the heels of giving up.
We could try to survive, but
it'd feel like giving up.
Any case, what a shame,
and the car was heating up.
Don't give it up.
Don't give it up.
Don't you go messing it up.
I wouldn't know that the
truth of it lies on the floor.
It's a funny thing.
I wouldn't try to hurt
yourself to please yourself.
And go on not to ease yourself
so you could only lie.
Oh, oh, yeah.
Oh, oh, yeah.
Our love won't let up on
We could try to survive, but
it'd feel like giving up.
Any case, what a shame,
and the car was heating up.
Don't give it up.
Don't give it up.
Don't you go messing it up.
Oh, oh.
And so I'll say that I'm OK.
Our love won't let up on
We could try to survive, but
it'd feel like like giving up.
Any case, what a shame,
and the car was heating up.
Don't give it up.
Don't give it up.
Don't you go messing it up.
Oh, oh.
And so I'll say that I'm OK.
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