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or cookies or something?

Give it up, Sam.

We all know this isn't a social

visit, so let's get to it.

Some of the women here have

husbands who you, well, serviced.

And some have husbands who you didn't.

But we're all here for the same reason.

Yes, I know why you're here.

If you could just hear me out first.

We were broke...

Hat broke.

And I don't know if any of y'all

have ever been there,

but when it happens, and you realize

there's a way to make it all go away,

well, it's amazing

what you're capable of saying yes to.

And I know...

I mean, I really know

that it is no excuse,

but, my whole life,

I just always depended on my looks,

and I thought this was just gonna be

another one of those times.

I really thought I was doing

the best thing for my family.

But in the end, the very thing

I was trying to save, I lost.

So really,

just about the worst thing that you

could ever wish on me has happened.

And I'm just real sorry,

from the bottom of my heart,

for the pain that I caused you.

Yeah, that was a real nice speech,

but, frankly,

we don't give a damn about you.

We're not here to get an apology

or to give forgiveness.

Okay, well, then, what are you-?

Why do they come to you?

What do you do

that we don't?

How can we make them think about

us the way they think about you?

That's why you're here?

Mm-hm.

Y'all want tips?

Yes.

Oh.

Oh, well.

All right, then let's talk about that.

For what it's worth, Carol,

when Jim came to see me,

I sent him home.

You did?

That's in the past.

Right now,

let's just focus on the present.

Okay, um...

You'll leave here today,

tonight, your husbands won't know

what hit them.

My God, you showed

them how to do that?

They wanted me to

demonstrate everything.

I went through

two bunches of bananas.

Ugh. My feet are killing me.

Then have a seat.

And happy birthday.

It's not till tomorrow,

but you're off then, so here.

Tanya, thank you.

Now, grab a fork.

I'm way ahead of you.

Make a wish.

When I was little,

I used to wish

that everyone else's wishes

would come true, including mine.

I thought it would give me

brownie points for being unselfish.

Hm. It's Jenna's birthday too,

right?

Yeah, her party's tomorrow.

It's gonna be the first time

since me and Rex separated.

That'll be tough, huh?

Yeah, but he's doing good.

You know,

his exterminating thing's going okay,

and he's finally getting over

that I-can't-play-football anger.

Well, that's great.

No, actually, it's terrible.

I mean, him going and getting

all wonderful after he left me.

Heh. I know, right?

It's good.

We actually make great friends,

and he's being real supportive

of me going back to school.

He's gonna come and see me get

my six-month-clean pin next week.

Congratulations.

Well, I gotta get to class.

Five-dollar tip.

Not bad for a cup of coffee

and a piece of pie.

Even though a year ago I was getting

a $1000 tip and a marriage proposal.

Minimum wage plus

'keep the change'

doesn't have quite the same kick,

does it?

Hey, do you remember

how we used to say:

'This sure beats the hell

out of waitressing'?

Yeah.

Back then, we were just guessing.

He's gotta be one of mine.

They're all biters.

Could you hold him?

Oh, I'm not really good with- Okay.

Whoo!

Sam, I've been thinking.

You did an awful thing.

Oh, Mama, please,

not on my birthday.

Let me finish.

You did an awful thing,

but I think maybe

I need to accept some of the blame.

You're more than just pretty.

Are you trying to tell me

I'm about to lose my looks?

No, you got a couple years left.

Heh.

What I'm saying is you're also smart,

capable and strong.

You screwed up.

But you cleaned up your mess

and you moved on.

And I think maybe

I should've encouraged you

to rely more on stuff like that,

stuff that lasts longer than beauty.

Thanks, Mama.

Still doesn't mean you can slouch.

Straighten up.

Yes, ma'am.

I'll go tell them

we're ready for the cake.

Mama.

Hey, how did you do?

I won all this.

Go get some more. Go on.

Hey, Daddy.

Hey, sugar.

So how's work?

You know, waitressing.

It is what it is.

School?

Hard.

Scary.

Exciting.

Well, you look good.

You look real good.

I'm glad you're looking at me again.

I can't believe

our baby's 4 years old.

She sure was the best

birthday present ever.

You know, it's good to share a birthday

with your child.

It keeps the day

from ever being able to get you down.

She loved that dollhouse

you got her.

She wanted a pony.

What about you?

What do you want?

You know what I want.

I'm taking baby steps.

What do you think?

I think that's the second-best

birthday present I ever got.

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