The Pretty One Page #3

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I'll go back to her.

And you and I can... We'll just pretend

that none of this ever happened.

So wait, what, you would

just be with both of us?

That's what you want, isn't it?

I don't wanna be

someone's mistress.

I don't wanna be

someone's second choice.

I deserve better than that.

Audrey.

Wait. Audrey!

Leave me alone!

- Audrey.

- Go pay our check!

I don't understand what's...

Audrey. Goddamn it. Open up the door.

You're acting like a child.

Go away, okay?

Or I'm gonna call the police.

- Can we talk about this like adults?

- Go away.

No. You're not my second choice.

Why do you think I want a divorce?

- I'm trying to make this real.

- Audrey, is everything all right?

- Basel, is that you?

- Yes.

- Can you make him go away?

- I'm not gonna go away.

- Open the door.

- She said she wants you to go away.

This really doesn't concern you.

Oh, it kind of does

because she asked you...

Hey, don't kick her door.

Let's be gentlemen. Let's call her.

It'll make this...

Would you mind

your own business, pal?

What did you punch me

in the face for, man?

You son of a b*tch.

- Is he gonna be okay?

- Oh, I'm sure he'll be just fine.

Oh, my God, are you okay?

Your boyfriend just accidentally

punched me in the face.

- I guess it's funny.

- I'm sorry.

Come in. I have, like,

Band-Aids, I think, and stuff.

It's a huge overreaction

by that guy.

I know. I'm sorry.

He's not really my boyfriend.

I'm really sorry about the mess.

I just didn't know what to wear.

Well, I'm just judging with

my one good eye anyhow.

Oh, f***.

No, no, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, no, no, no. F***, f***, f***.

Oh, you f***ing idiot.

I have all this stuff.

Sorry. I was looking at it

and then blood spilled on it.

I didn't mean to.

- Can I get a towel or something?

- Oh, yeah, I'm sorry.

- Let me tilt your head back.

- Sure.

- I really just need one of these.

- Okay.

Thanks.

I think it's really good.

The painting.

Oh, no, it's not.

I just... I didn't even finish it.

I'm serious. I think it's really good.

I think it's better than the original.

I mean it. She's got,

like, bigger secrets.

Looks like she's got

plans for the weekend.

Yeah. I don't know.

I was gonna throw it away.

Throw it away? Well...

Considering it's our first collaboration,

with my blood and all, can I keep it?

Sure. I mean, if you want.

Well, I'll take it. Thanks.

How's your arm?

It must've been a

pretty gnarly accident.

Yeah.

Yeah, it was.

My sister...

died in it, the accident.

F***, Audrey. I didn't...

Was she older than you

or younger than you?

Younger...

by two minutes.

Your twin sister died?

- Oh, f***.

- Yeah.

Laurel.

Did I ever tell you about her?

No, you never told me about her.

We've never actually

talked, Audrey.

It's a miracle that

I'm sitting here now.

- I'm sorry.

- No, you don't... That came out wrong.

You don't have to be sorry.

Your twin just died.

You never have to be sorry

for anything again.

So like a free pass to just

be, like, a horrible person?

Sure.

You could be raping and pillaging.

- I'd probably forgive you for it.

- Great.

When my grandma died...

She raised me, meant everything to me.

I freaked out.

I got drunk all the time,

just waggled my dick around.

Just looked for trouble.

What was she like? Your sister?

If you don't mind talking about it.

Laurel...

lived at home still.

She took care of our dad.

We come from this

really small town.

People thought, you know, pretty

much thought she was a weirdo.

I was kind of her only friend.

Well, everybody thinks

I'm really weird.

But I'm not. I'm actually f***ing

really smart and talented.

So that's probably

how your sister is too.

Do you do that a lot?

Compliment yourself.

- Doesn't everybody?

- No, I don't think so.

I think everybody pretty much just tells

themselves they suck all the time.

Well, then I dare you.

Oh, yeah, to what?

What do you think?

To compliment yourself.

Okay.

Okay. I am... I am really...

I am really small.

That is the worst

compliment I've heard.

That's a fact.

That's not a compliment,

but it's a start.

We got a start, Audrey.

All right.

Here. Were you serious

about this painting?

Or was that what people say when

you bleed on their painting?

- Yeah, you can take that if you want it.

- I want to.

No, no, no. It's okay.

Thanks for everything.

- Thanks for defending me.

- You got it.

Hey...

we should hang out

sometime, you know?

Oh, yeah. I mean...

You mean like a date or...?

No, just as friends.

Oh, yeah, right. Friends. Cool.

Anyway, I've got this thing that I

was in the middle of doing and...

What the...?

Audrey, darling.

I am so sorry for your loss.

I can't imagine what

you've been through.

Oh, thank you.

- Edith.

- Edith.

Take as much time as you need.

And let me know if I can

do anything for you.

- Anything.

- Great.

We're actually on our way

to show some properties.

Wonderful. We need her back in

action as soon as we can get her.

Come.

All right.

Let's do this.

All right.

The empty ones are always

the hardest to sell.

Oh, yeah, totally.

- Are you all right?

- I'm cool.

Okay. It's second nature.

You just point out the good

stuff, minimize the bad.

Pitch them on a future life

where their dreams come true.

They either like it or not, and

you do the f***ing paperwork.

Okay.

Okay.

- You're gonna be great.

- Great.

All right.

- Hi, Mrs. Matthews.

- Hello.

- Come in.

- Thank you.

- David.

- Hi.

- Darren.

- Oh, my stars.

- What happened to you?

- Oh, I got in an accident.

- I'm fine.

- Oh, well...

So...

So this is the...

living room.

Over there is a...

little door.

I'm sorry.

I froze.

I'm gonna figure it out, I promise.

Please.

Just don't be mad at me.

I'm not mad at you.

I just don't know what

is going on with you.

That's not you.

I got nervous.

There's like this whole community

for twins whose twin died...

and, okay, they have

these support groups.

I got you some brochures, here.

Why did you get me so many?

Hey, Audrey.

This is the girl I told you about,

the one who has amnesia.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- What?

- Nothing.

Basel thinks you're prettier now

that you stopped being a beyotch.

- Peter.

- Someone's gotta have some balls.

He said that? Really?

Do you "like" like him?

No.

What are you doing?

- Nothing.

- Nothing.

What did you say?

- Nothing.

- Nothing.

What did you guys say?

- Nothing.

- Nothing.

Why you guys talking

at the same time again?

No.

No, don't go.

Don't leave.

Hello?

Hello?

Hi, Daddy. I mean, Dad.

May and I are getting married

at the end of the month.

It's just a little

courthouse thing...

so we'd like you to come

be our witness.

Don't you think it's a little

soon, Dad? I mean...

she just died.

Life's too short to

wait any longer.

I've been alone a long time.

Dad?

It's just...

you know, I get to

painting in the morning...

and I realize I'm

just really hungry.

I'm waiting for her to

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