The Memory Book Page #7

Friday.

Friday night.

Time?

Seven.

How about 7:
00 pm?

We look forward to seeing you.

Wow. That felt good.

This is going to be great.

Roller coasters, boy

how I hated those things.

I'd ride with her all day

if she asked.

I knew how much

she loved them.

Jack, when was the last time

you wore a tie?

I'm not a tie kinda guy,

check the book.

A beauty, wasn't she?

She still is.

Are you sure you're alright

with this?

Is she ok with this?

That's the real question.

Hey, she sounded great

on the phone.

Sure she did.

Sarah was always great.

Where'd you say you found this?

At a swap meet.

It's a shame, isn't it?

Anybody's memories

should wind up for sale.

[bell]

Hey, Vito, we have a customer.

She's here.

Showtime.

Some advice from an old guy.

If you find love,

hold onto it.

Trust your heart.

It never lies.

Excuse me, miss.

Is this seat taken?

Jonathan?

You haven't changed a day.

Oh, well...

your eyesight must be failing.

Maybe.

But my memory is working

up here.

It's like yesterday.

Wherever my father is tonight,

I know he's smiling.

It's like they've never

been apart.

Yeah.

Makes the whole search

worth it.

What are you doing?

Well, it's a special meal.

You didn't think I was gonna

trust it with Vito, did you?

Ok, still, you should

probably ask.

He knows.

You know that nest egg

I've been sitting on?

That career I've been

looking for?

What, you're going to buy

the restaurant?

We worked it out this morning;

Vito and me, 50/50

The kitchen, that's my 50.

Hand me those tomatoes

over there.

Ok.

In a way, this is all your idea,

so it better work out.

Yeah.

Speaking of ideas, do you

think we could talk about

the other night at the gallery?

It was all my fault.

Huge mistake.

I was jumping in without

thinking things through

as usual.

We just found Jack,

anything seemed possible.

Truth is, some things,

they just aren't possible.

They just aren't.

Sure.

Yeah, you were clear from

the start, never lead me on.

Whatever I thought was going

on, it was all in my head.

Let's just leave it at that.

No harm, no foul.

Here's to us.

Over the past few weeks,

I've developed a new

appreciation for faces,

for relationships.

Old ones, new ones, and

relationship rediscovery.

It's an exciting

new direction for me.

Very nice, Miss Davenport.

Your work is stunning.

It demonstrates a

deep understanding

of matters of the heart.

I'm impressed.

Thank you.

Thank you very much, Mr...

Crestor.

Art critic for the Chronicle.

Give me a call

this coming week.

I'd like to do a profile on you.

If you don't mind.

No, I don't mind.

Thank you very much.

Was that somebody?

That was Jeffrey Crestor,

wasn't it?

The critic?

He specializes in

neo-expressionism.

I read.

Sweetie, would you mind

getting us something to drink?

Anything wet.

Sure.

So...

what did he say?

He loves my work.

And you know who else does?

My fianc.

Your what?

I know, I wouldn't believe

it either, except I have proof.

I am absolutely...

Me too.

Absolutely.

And he wants to buy a

framed copy of that one.

The couple in the restaurant.

He finds it inspiring.

I've gotta go.

Hey, we'll be closing up soon.

Do you want me to start

packing stuff up?

Just one more minute?

Sure.

My days are filled

with mistakes

some added in make.

I carry them around.

Some people don't feel

a thing

Some kind of

blissful dream

I wish I could live

that now.

Oh, I

Wish I could live

that now.

Chloe?

What are you doing here?

It is your first day

with the new business

and I thought that deserved

a celebration.

Yeah, um...

how did you get in?

Oh, just a suggestion that

the first thing you might need

is a new alarm system.

Yeah.

Hey, um... listen.

About the other night...

There's plenty of time to talk

about that over breakfast.

Breakfast?

What is this?

It's only breakfast.

And I microwaved half of it, so

don't worry, your job is safe.

Sit.

Um...

there's something I want

to say,

and I want to get

all the way through

so please don't interrupt.

You and I could not be more

wrong for each other,

and you have no concept of

the rules of the road,

you choose your adventure

at the drop of a hat.

You nearly drowned me

and fed me to wildlife.

Is that it?

That is the tip of

the iceberg.

But the thing is, Gabe,

I love that iceberg.

I really do.

And if it melted, I don't know

what I would do.

So just so you don't

forget that...

What's this?

A peace offering.

Sarah had a great idea.

This is just a start.

There's plenty more pages to be

filled in if you're game.

And do you Gabe, take Chloe to

be your lawfully wedded wife,

to have and to hold,

for better or for worse,

for richer or for poor,

in sickness and in health,

to love and to cherish

from this day forward

for as long as you both

shall live?

I do.

I now proudly present you

as husband and wife.

You may kiss the bride.

[Applause]

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