The Object of My Affection Page #5

- What are you doing here?

- I promised Sally I'd come.

- It's so good to see you.

- You too. How you doin', Vince?

We almost didn't make it.

First trimester's got us a little queasy.

- Vince has become an expert on pregnancy.

- I'm lovin' it. You should visit us.

Vince, we are not an official "us".

There is still you and there is still me.

OK.

He's like glue.

- Madame Reynolds asked for you last week.

- Oh, I would love to go dancing.

- Just don't exhaust yourself.

- George, when's the trophy presentation?

- 20 minutes.

- The trophy presentation?

What happened to "It's not about winning,

it's about how you play the game"?

There shouldn't be any trophies.

It's the parents who want them.

It's what's ruining this country - the

obsession with being number one starts here.

I hear you. I try to teach

these kids a sense of community.

You can't do that.

These parents are natural-born killers.

Vince, that is such bullshit. I don't know

anyone who is more competitive than you.

Did I say anything was wrong

with striving for excellence?

- Jesus Christ!

- No.

At least somebody appreciates

what I'm saying. What's your name?

- Melissa Marx...

- I'm gonna lose it. Just get me out of here.

Ooh!

- You're right.

- I didn't ask him to come.

You're absolutely right.

It's not gonna work.

By the way, we're both pregnant. First, we get

sick together, then we throw up together,

then we get our f***ing sonograms together!

Nina, it's a bad equation -

you, Vince and the baby. Bad for all of you.

- No sh*t, Sherlock!

- You made me an offer and I never refused.

What?

I spent all yesterday afternoon watching

this little kid play catch with his father.

I always thought that

I could teach other people's children,

but someone else, you know, a real guy

like Vince gets to take them home.

Then I thought I don't always have to be

the one who's watching them leave.

I don't always have to be the one

who waits for twilight to pass.

For the first time I thought

I could be the guy who says good night.

What are you saying to me?

I'm saying "Yeah".

Sorry to break this up,

but it's time to go home.

Um...

I'm not gonna home with you, Vince.

I'm gonna go back to Brooklyn.

You can't go back to Brooklyn. We got

a doctor's appointment in the morning.

No. We don't have a doctor's appointment.

I have a doctor's appointment.

Fine. OK, you have an appointment.

You're getting caught up in nonsense, Nina.

- OK, Vince, this isn't working.

- Could we talk about this later?

- No! We need to talk about it now.

- In front of him?

Yeah. Vince, I have tried to talk to you

in private. You don't listen to me.

George...

This is between me and Nina.

You've done enough to f*** us up. Get out.

This is my school.

You don't get to tell me what to do.

Nothing has been the same

between me and Nina since you showed up.

- Does that make you happy?

- Vince, just listen to me...

No, you listen to me. You don't see this guy

for who he is. He's a troublemaking little sh*t.

Vince...

I wanna raise my child with George.

Oh.

Oh.

You know what?

I wanna raise it with the man in the moon.

For once, why don't you just goddamn listen

to what she has to say?

- Hey! Vince, just calm down.

- No, I will not calm down!

You have some nerve, you homo boys.

You screw up women's personal lives, but

can't take any physical responsibility for it.

Listen to me. No.

When this kid comes to you

and asks you who its father is,

you tell it that its father never wanted

to lay eyes on its mother ever again.

Head up, young person.

Would you like to hear the heartbeat?

- Can I?

- Yeah, sure.

It's amazing.

Come on.

George Hanson.

Steve Casillo?!

Wow!

- You're not someone I'd expect to see in here.

- Uh, yeah, uh...

- Oh, this is my friend Nina Borowski.

- Yeah, I can see that.

- Hi.

- No, she's my friend. Friend.

She's expecting.

- I can give you a discount on this one.

- Oh, just browsing.

Yeah, we're...

Feel free to look around.

OK.

Small world.

Wow.

- Lemonade?

- Thanks.

- The Hampton benefit season's in full swing...

- Oh, my God.

...at Sidney Miller's house.

Guests included Anne Rice, King Hussein

and Colin Powell. Hot fun in the summertime.

- So how come we weren't invited?

- Thank God we weren't invited! Oh!

Who was that man in the crib store today?

Just someone I had a fling with

before I met Joley.

You know,

if you ever wanted to invite him here,

that would be fine.

- Mm-mm.

- I could sleep in your room.

What if I said "That's a great idea,

he'll be right over"?

I'd say "Great".

This isn't a marriage.

I don't wanna make you give up your life.

You're not.

Great.

- So, are you gonna call him?

- I'm leaving with him for Paris tonight.

- You are?

- Oh, God!

- I just hate secrets, George.

- What secrets? I tell you everything.

Just promise that if anything in your life

changes, that you'll tell me.

Nothing's gonna change.

I'm not going anywhere. This isn't temporary.

- Don't you miss men?

- Yeah, sure. Sometimes.

Don't you?

I guess.

But I don't miss them when I'm with you.

D'you think most married couples

are as happy as we are?

I hope so, cos we're pretty happy.

I guess sex is just no big deal.

Not even with Lucy Jane?

I just adore you, Nina. I really do.

I adore you, too.

Yeah?

George, hi.

It's Joley.

How are you?

Look, um,

I know that it's been a long time,

but, well, I told you that I'd call

and, uh...

Oh, God. These things are so weird.

I guess.

Who is it?

Uh, my brother.

George, are you still there?

Yeah. Nina says hello.

Oh.

I was so sure you'd be with someone by now.

That's really why I haven't called.

- Yeah, Nina's still here.

- George, it's so good to hear your voice.

I'm surprised you'd even talk to me.

I behaved like an idiot.

I'm addressing a critics' convention

at your old college the weekend after next.

And I've been thinking about

that time we drove up there.

That was our first Christmas together.

You remember?

So you want me to come with you?

That's very considerate of you.

I wouldn't be surprised if you never

wanted to lay eyes on me again, but...

it would really mean a lot to me,

just to be with you.

I made a reservation

at that sweet little inn we stayed at.

Well, I'll call you if I can make it.

I think about you all the time.

And, for what it's worth, I really miss you.

Yeah. Thank you.

I'll talk to you soon.

Where does he want you to go?

My college.

For a reunion?

Sort of.

Nina, that was, uh... Joley.

So, are you gonna go?

I don't know.

That usually means yes.

I hate that you know me so well.

- Hi.

- Hey.

You look great.

I love this.

- I'll call you at Constance's tomorrow.

- Promise?

I promise.

- What time?

- Early. I promise.

Ordinarily I wouldn't go to conferences,

but they insisted I come,

and I guess it never hurts

to stay on the good side of reviewers.

Oh, my book! Did I tell you my book

is coming out in paperback in England?

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