The Last Kiss Page #7

I did a bad thing.

I have no excuse.

There nothing I can say to you

other than that I'm so sorry,

and it's really not about you at all.

Why do people always say that?

How can it not be about me

if you can sleep with me one minute,

and then walk out on me the next?

I'm sorry, Kim.

I gotta go.

-All right.

-All right.

No, you'll be fine.

You are the suckiest driver.

No way. I'm not.

Well, how many miles do you think

you guys will be making fun of me for?

I'd say pretty much

the whole entire way.

I'm not going to make fun of you.

I think there's a bus stop...

-Is there a bus down there? Oh, good.

-It's four miles.

Because my friends aren't giving me

a ride home, so...

I think it's going to rain.

Sorry I'm not coming, guys.

-No, don't apologize.

-No. You're doing the right thing, man.

-Send a postcard?

-Sure.

Call me.

Fly's down.

Honey.

Michael's coming over.

-You told him I was here?

-He knew.

Come on, Mom.

Jenna, sweetheart, look, I know.

I know it hurts like hell

and I am sorry, I really am.

But you know, two days ago

you told me these things happen...

You and Daddy have been together

We aren't even married yet

and he's already cheating on me.

I know. I know.

And I really don't need you

to defend him right now, okay?

I'm not. There's nothing to defend.

It's despicable. He did an awful thing.

It's not an awful thing, Mom.

It's an unforgivable thing.

Unforgivable?

What do you want?

-I just want to talk to you!

-Get out of here! It's over!

-Jenna?

-You hear me? It's over!

-So what are we supposed to do?

-Let him in.

Thank you.

No, wait. Let me talk to her again.

Jenna. Open up.

Michael's not here.

He's outside with your dad.

Jenna.

Have you got something to say

for yourself?

I don't know, I'm... I panicked.

I got scared.

Well, that's a very compelling argument.

You won't have any trouble

convincing her of that.

What the f*** were you thinking?

Did you just get bored?

-No, I'm just an idiot.

-On that much, we're agreed.

I love her, Stephen.

I realize now I love her more

than I will ever love anybody else.

Stop talking about love.

Every a**hole in the world

says he loves somebody.

-It means nothing.

-But it's true.

It still doesn't mean anything.

What you feel only matters to you.

It's what you do to the people

you say you love, that's what matters.

It's the only thing that counts.

And you did do this thing, right?

I just saw the rest of my life,

and there were no more surprises.

This was it.

I mean, it was great...

But it was it.

What makes you think

this isn't gonna happen again?

-I know it won't.

-Oh, right.

Come on!

Aren't we supposed to be able

to learn from our mistakes?

I did something horrible,

but I learned from it.

I met this little brunette and I faltered.

Are you telling me that throughout your

entire marriage you never faltered?

You haven't?

Never?

-Never.

-Oh, that makes me feel great.

You think it's because I wasn't tempted?

You think that this woman

is the last brunette that's ever gonna

let you know that she wants you?

Look at me.

I haven't met my last brunette.

She's the last one I'm gonna kiss.

I'm in love with your daughter, Stephen.

And maybe that doesn't mean anything

to you, but I'm standing here.

You're her father. I'm looking you

in the eyes and I'm telling you,

I will do anything in the world

to get your daughter back.

-Really? Anything?

-I'll do anything.

-People say that. They don't mean it.

-But I mean it.

Well, it's very simple.

Just do whatever it takes.

-It's that simple.

-Yes.

You can't fail if you don't give up.

You know, being right

isn't all it's cracked up to be.

And you can't try so hard to control it all.

You know, life is pretty much

in the grays for the most part.

And if you insist always

on black and white,

you are gonna be very unhappy.

That's a convenient philosophy for you,

Mom.

Look, I don't defend what I did

to your father.

But the truth of the matter

is that we both gave up.

But now we are trying,

we are trying very hard

to get back on track

by listening to each other,

something we've never done.

Honey, whatever you decide

about Michael, talk to him.

As painful as it is.

Don't be so quick to walk away.

She's in her room.

People know the truth.

They may not like it or want to know it,

but they always know.

Lie, and you will lose her.

It'll never happen again in my life.

I promise.

Why did you do something so awful

to me?

Because I was scared.

Do you know what?

I don't want to hear it.

You said you're okay

with having this baby.

What am I supposed to say to you,

Jenna?

I'm terrified that my life is over?

I'm terrified because I don't think

I'm ready to grow up yet?

I mean, a guy can't say that

to the woman that's having his baby.

-You would've never forgiven me.

-No, you're right, and I don't.

That doesn't mean I feel that way now,

though.

No, now you feel guilty.

You're still scared.

You're just scared of what I'll do to you.

Well, that's true.

-You were really terrified?

-Jenna, I am terrified.

So am I, you idiot.

I'm scared I'm gonna be a bad mother,

and you won't love me,

and you'll ignore me, and...

I won't want you,

and the whole thing will fall apart

and I won't know what to do.

-Baby, that's not gonna happen.

-How do you know?

Because I know.

-You know now, you didn't know before?

-Yes.

I know now.

Were you telling me the truth last night?

You didn't sleep with her?

I was telling you the truth.

But then I went back.

F*** you!

Jenna. Calm down! Listen to me.

I'm telling you the truth.

-Get the f*** out!

-I'm telling you the truth!

Get out! Get out! Get out! Get out!

I'm sorry!

I'm trying to be totally honest with you!

Jenna, I could've lied and I'd be inside

that door right now, but I didn't.

Isn't the truth more important

than anything else, Jenna?

Not if the truth

is you slept with another woman!

Jen?

Just listen to me for one second.

I'm so sorry.

Baby, I'm so sorry. Jenna, please...

-Don't touch me!

-Listen to me for one second.

I mean it! I mean it!

Get... Get away from me!

Where are you going to go, Jenna?

Jenna?

-Get away from me!

-Listen to me!

Jenna?

Stop! I love you!

-Motherf***er.

-Jenna? Jenna?

Don't even think about coming

in the house. Michael, I mean it.

-Okay. I'm not gonna come inside.

-Damn right, you're not.

But I'm not gonna leave, either.

I'm not gonna leave, Jenna.

You're gonna have to come talk to me

sooner or later.

Go away!

I can't! I'm sorry. I can't.

I love you, and I don't deserve you,

but this is our home.

This is our home, Jenna, and I'm...

I'm not gonna leave this porch

until you talk to me.

Jenna?

Hey.

I'm not coming back.

I'm sorry.

But I'm moving into Kenny's.

I'm still gonna be his dad.

Okay. Good.

-Hey.

-You can start now.

Hi.

Sorry?

Lise?

I'm exhausted, Chris.

Everything you need is in here.

You need anything else, call.

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