The Pretty One Page #4

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come bring me breakfast.

She used to smash raspberries

down on the toast, you know?

- She said that...

- Jam is too sugary.

Yeah, yeah.

- Dad.

- Frank.

- Dad.

- Yeah?

Nothing.

Look, I know we haven't

talked since...

But now that's... We're all that's

left of our little family, you know?

You know, maybe we should

try to talk sometimes.

Sure, Dad.

Frank.

I gotta go, okay?

I gotta go. I gotta go.

I think that that's something that James

has been struggling with as well. So...

Hi, welcome.

Come join us, please.

Hi.

New members usually start

by introducing themselves.

Would you like to do that?

My name is Laurel... Audrey.

Hi, Laurel Audrey.

Welcome to Twins Without Twins.

Would you like to tell

us what you're feeling?

I'm...

just having a hard time...

letting go of my sister.

I think we all know how that feels,

right?

- Yes.

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

Would you like to tell us more

about your twin...

or the different emotions that

you've been going through?

Hey.

Oh, hey.

Did they say you could do that?

No, they didn't. Come on in.

I can't.

So what?

Hang on.

- Nice work.

- Thank you.

Well, come on in.

You've already done the hard part.

I'd take the stairs,

it's the easiest way in.

- Is it okay?

- It's cold.

Yeah, they don't heat it

when they're gone.

Yeah, just commit to

it, just jump in.

It's super terrible but just do it.

Nice job.

- It's cold, right?

- Yeah.

- Well, I'm glad you did it.

- Yeah.

I think...

I think I might...

Well, thank you for joining me for

this midnight swim, Mrs. Brown.

What?

It's kind of easier if we just pretend

we're married and this is our pool.

Mr. Brown...

you've done such a beautiful job

keeping this pool nice and clean.

Well, Mrs. Brown, you know,

I do everything I can.

I shouldn't have fired

the heating guy.

You know me, Mrs. Brown, I think

I can do everything myself.

I think...

I'm gonna need your help with

the children in the morning.

For the bake sale?

Yeah, because we've gotta raise

some money for the rainforest.

Oh, absolutely. That's a big concern

of Dicky and Janey.

And maybe you could pack their

lunches in the morning.

I'll pack their lunch, put a note in

there, tell them how much I adore...

Their mother?

Yeah.

And then, you know...

after school we can...

you know, take them

to the playground and...

How do you take this thing off?

Just break it.

- Oh, my God.

- No, not...

- Am I doing something wrong?

- No, you're not.

- What am I doing?

- Nothing.

Just say it.

I like it when you touch me.

That was it.

- You did?

- I do, that was...

Even when I touch you in your ear?

- Beep.

- Beep.

Beep.

Thanks.

I feed you.

Audrey.

Audrey.

Audrey, are you here?

Audrey.

Audrey, come on.

What do you wanna order, Mr. Brown?

- Would you like to split something?

- I suppose, Mr. Brown.

- Does that sound good?

- Sounds good.

- Seriously?

- It's so crazy that your twin died.

Elvis' twin died at birth.

He never got over it.

- Jesus, Patrick.

- What? It's true.

You have the subtlety

of a monster truck.

- Sorry.

- It's okay.

- Yeah, he totally killed himself.

- Dude.

What is...? Everybody

knows Elvis died.

Oh, God.

She shouldn't be

having so much fun.

I mean, it's not right.

It's not right to have fun?

No, not when you're

mourning your twin sister.

What, you want her wearing black

and wailing all the time?

Yeah. No.

But she doesn't...

She seems different, doesn't she?

- She's still hot.

- Oh, f*** you, Patrick.

Hey, Mrs. Brown.

It's time to wake up if we're

gonna beat the crowds.

But who's gonna watch the kids?

Come on.

- Hi.

- Hey.

She's out back painting if you want her.

You can walk through my place.

- I actually need to talk to you.

- To me?

Well, what have I done?

Does she ever...?

- Does she talk to you about Laurel?

- Yeah, a lot.

That is... Yeah.

She won't talk to me and

I wanted to make sure...

- ...that someone was here for her...

- Well, I'm here.

I got it.

Okay.

You know, she seems

perfect but she's not.

Usually she has her guard up, okay?

She wants everyone to believe

she's got it all together...

but with you, she's

let her guard down.

If you break her heart, I will

f***ing murder your face.

- Definitely. Thanks for talking to me.

- I don't get it.

Just a few weeks ago, we

were making fun of your B.O.

Thanks for stopping by.

How come you don't ever talk

about your sister with me?

You know, everything

is so great with us.

Come on, cool it with that.

What do you think, if you show me how

you feel, I'm not gonna like you?

- Yeah, maybe.

- Really?

This isn't gonna last

if it's like that.

If this is real, we gotta tell

each other the bad stuff.

And if this isn't real, if this

is just my kind of imagination...

then I wanna know now.

I don't know what I'm doing.

I have never done this before.

I don't...

I don't even know what

the real me looks like.

- Well, I think I do.

- Really?

Yes, I do.

She's funny and she's weird...

and likes to play games

and she makes me laugh.

I think that's the real you.

I like her.

That's who I want.

That's what I want.

So this is my favorite

feature of the house.

I thought it would make a great little

clubhouse for your kids someday.

- I'm never gonna be able to get in there.

- But I can.

No, I'm definitely not

gonna fit in there.

- Isn't this awesome?

- I love it.

Here is the yard.

Now, you said you like to cook.

I was thinking you could plant a little

vegetable garden right over there.

And eat the harvest

every year as a family.

I'm so excited to show you this.

There's a beautiful place you'll

really love to put a swing.

I like swinging.

- Happy hour after?

- Of course.

- I'll get started on the agreement.

- Get those papers, girl.

I know.

- So proud of you.

- Thank you.

Hi, sir.

What are you doing here?

- Hi, dear.

- Hi.

- How's everything going?

- It's great.

Guess what? I just got an

offer on the new storybook.

Fantastic.

Audrey is recovering

from a nasty accident.

Terrible.

He's not a client, he's my ex.

I think we should get going.

The appointment... We don't

wanna be late for that.

And we can discuss this in the car.

What part of "Can you keep your dick out

of my office while I'm pregnant?"...

did you not understand?

- Edith, let's discuss this in the car.

- No, we'll be discussing this now.

I am so sorry.

I will be back at 3 and I expect there

to be no trace of you left here.

All we did was kiss.

Oh, my God, I'm... Your poor baby.

I'm really, really...

Audrey.

Charles.

Charles.

She was not supposed to be the one

to f*** this up. I was. It is my job.

- I am always the one who does that.

- You'll get another job, Audrey.

- I think you need to take some time off.

- I don't wanna take time off.

I don't want to have all

day to sit around...

and think about how half of me is

f***ing dead for f***ing ever.

- Does that sound like fun to you?

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