The Disappearance of Eleanor Rigby: Her Page #4
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- 2013
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Try the backseat.
Where... where are you going?
Out here.
You coming?
Yeah.
Where are we?
Someplace good.
- Amazing.
- I know.
You don't have to tell me.
Sh*t.
Come on, wake up.
Wake up.
What?
You scared the crap out of me.
How did I do that?
I went into your room
and you were gone
and the car was gone.
Yeah, I went for a drive.
Well, don't ever do it again.
Why were you checking on me?
L'm sorry?
You want a sip?
No. Wrong side of the day for me.
You feeling a bit dramatic today?
No, why?
OK.
I played second violin on this.
Boston Symphony. Itzhak Perlman.
I haven't forgotten.
No, I was just reminding myself.
Are you that unhappy?
Mm, I don't believe in unhappy.
I'm just having a quiet crisis,
like you're having yours.
Katy is having hers.
- Dad's having a crisis?
- Yes.
One in a series.
Why?
No, I don't want to talk
about this now.
Let's keep that
between him and me.
What?
I never wanted to be a mother.
Not much you can do
about that now.
Yeah. It's too late.
I was too young when I had you.
I was the baby.
Why are you telling me this?
I'm telling you this because
I don't want to lie to you.
I don't want you to take
our relationship too personally.
Idoni
- No.
- Give... No.
Give me my wine.
Give me my wine.
Why didn't you tell me Conor
came by the house the other day?
Run for your life, El.
What is that supposed to mean?
Well, this is all too realistic.
Run away for a while.
You sure you're not projecting?
Yes, yes,
I'm sure I'm not projecting.
You liked your semester in Paris,
so why don't you go back there
and finish your dissertation?
read Le Monde.
Eat bread,
make eyes at strangers.
Yeah, I could.
So why are you still here?
I don't know.
No, but then he takes it out,
and he run, he goes out...
We're not open quite yet.
Hey, Alexis.
Holy sh*t.
Is he around?
Uh, he's in the kitchen
having a talk with Stuart.
OK.
- How you been?
- Good.
- How have you been?
- Good, good.
- How's the painting coming?
- Gmm.
I'm just finishing up
some stuff that I do at home.
Sorry... everybody.
Holy Shatner.
Good to see you, too, Stuart.
Well, this has been nice,
reconnecting and, uh...
Seems like old times.
I'm gonna go back to the, uh, kitchen.
Cool, I'll join you.
- Sorry.
- Sorry.
Shirley Temple?
Please.
What do I owe you?
Your money's no good here.
You know that.
So business is good?
Yeah.
It's great.
We're closing.
- I'm sorry.
- Yeah.
Yeah, me, too.
So, what's next?
Well, I was thinking
of developing some interests
take an interest in.
You gonna work for your dad?
I don't know.
You know, before I met you,
I had no clue who I was.
And then when I was with you...
...I thought I had it
all figured out, but now...
Now I'm just back to wondering again.
Well, when you figure it out,
tell me how.
OK.
- Let's get out of here.
- Huh?
Let's go.
What? Right now?
Come on. Don't believe
in wasting time.
OK.
Uh...
Hey, so, where are we going exactly?
To rent a car.
Fuckefl
We got the car with retarded wipers.
Well, there's no rush.
What are we doing here, El?
You tell me.
You stalked me.
You've said we needed to talk,
and you showed up at my parents' house.
An hour ago, you waltzed into my bar
and suggested we drive aimlessly
into the perfect f***ing storm here.
So...
It's kind of funny.
Yeah.
Yeah, it's f***ing hilarious.
You know, there was a brief moment
I thought we actually pieced together
I have to move everything out
of the apartment next week.
Do you want me to keep
anything for you?
Where are you moving to?
I can move in with
my dad for a while,
until I get things
figured out.
Oh.
You're sopping wet.
You noticed that?
El...
...wait, wait, wait.
Please, please, wait.
You told me to.
You told me to.
You left.
El, you left.
Hey, now don't...
El?
El?
It doesn't matter.
You suck at lying, El.
You're supposed to say,
"How the f*** could you
do this to me, Conor?"
Come on, you're supposed
to say, "That's bullshit. "
You're supposed to say,
"You're a selfish,
- hopeless, disgusting person, Conor. "
- No, no, no, no.
- We're past that.
- No, we're not!
And you just said it for me.
Let's go back to the city.
This is fine.
I'll get out here.
' Wdlvl Ma'am?
" Yes?
Flaughsl
You're a dick.
And you look like ass.
Thank you.
Where were you last night?
Do you want to take a load off?
I come here on breaks.
One of the librarians advocates
a whole nap philosophy.
Nap philosophy?
Yeah, naps throughout the day, like,
help with productivity and stuff.
Mm.
Ifyouu.
Want to read this.
What?
I was hoping
you could read my mind.
Wouldn't that be nice?
You want to do something stupid
this weekend?
Yeah. I'm the queen of
doing something stupid.
What are you thinking?
Get bent, take a train into the city,
save the world.
When did you become an idealist?
I have a date with the
dentist this weekend.
It's OK.
He can be our third wheel.
All right.
I should get back to work.
I'll come wake you up
in a little bit.
' Hi!
- Would you like drinks?
- Yeah.
Yeah, I'll have a drink.
- Should we get, like...
- A shot?
Three shots?
Tequila.
A round of tequila.
I feel old!
- What?
- I feel...
I feel old!
Me, too!
Cheers.
Thanks!
What's your name?
I'm good, thanks.
Oh, wait.
Wait...
No, wait, wait, wait.
- What? What?
- Wait.
What is it?
Did I hurt you?
No, no.
What is it?
You're a stranger.
So are you.
You ever have that moment
where you...
know you're doing something stupid,
but you do it anyway?
Yeah, every day.
What?
Come on.
- No.
- Come on.
Stay there.
I'm gonna go.
No, don't go.
- Don't.
- Oh, Jesus.
Just stay for a minute.
Really?
Sorry.
Where to?
Uh...
Just make a loop around the city.
Got a destination?
Eventually.
"All the lonely people,
where do they all come from?"
Hmm?
That's the Beatles song
you were named after.
Ah. Three Splendas.
Wow, full service.
Want me to come down there or
you want to join me in here?
I think I'm gonna leave your class.
You're breaking up with me.
So this is what heartbreak feels like.
You never had your heart broken?
Only read about it in books.
Liar.
Sure.
You know, you don't have to tell me
this. You could've just not shown up.
I just got to get out of here.
"Here"?
The tri-state area.
Oh.
You know, they say that if you
walk away from things,
then you'll just keep walking away
and start a whole
history of walk-aways.
Did that sound as lame
as I thought it did?
No.
Good, 'cause I don't have a f***ing clue
as to how life should be lived.
to someone who does, please?
Yeah.
I had a dog, Miles.
I got him from a pound.
He did it pretty well.
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