The Truth About Lies Page #9
- That was like two animals.
- No, listen. Wild animals.
Sort of exploded.
- It was wrong.
- A terrifying pornographic film.
It was wild.
I think you should go talk to your dad.
Oh... I feel ridiculous.
What am I gonna say?
I don't know. Don't think about it.
Just-just let it happen.
I don't know.
Knowing me, I'll just,
you know, mess it all up,
and I'll-I'll blurt it
out at the wrong time.
Well, you'll know when the time is right.
I love you.
- Don't say that.
- I do. Why not?
- No, don't-no, don't say that.
- I...
I know this can work.
No, I-I love my
life, my-my home.
Yeah, you didn't say your husband.
I-I told you that the
only way I could continue
was if we were done by
the time Eric got home.
You told me you understood.
Right? I mean, you said it yourself,
that we could treat this like a vacation
from our boring lives.
I know what I said,
but I don't know how to stop now.
I didn't think I was gonna feel this way.
Well, me neither. I mean, I...
I'm married.
Yeah. Yeah, I know.
You're still coming tomorrow, right?
What's tomorrow?
that I'm throwing for Kevin.
- Did you forget?
- I... Are you crazy?
I can't come to your house.
- I can't see Eric. I-I can't.
- Are you... No, no.
You have to come. It's done.
You're coming, right?
I don't-I don't know any
of Kevin's other friends.
You're the only one I invited.
I'm...
- Okay, okay.
- Okay?
Okay, I'll come if you
promise me one thing.
- Okay, what?
- I know we can work.
Please?
- Okay.
- Okay?
Okay.
God, it's just-it's just so good to hear.
Old May, she's still doin' well?
Yeah, she's doin' well.
I... Hey, listen.
Look, thanks for meeting with me.
I, uh... The reason I called was, um...
All right, here it goes.
I'm your son.
What?
Yeah, yeah.
I'm-I'm-I'm your son.
- And you're sure?
- Yeah, yeah, I'm...
She just told me.
Oh, oh, Jeez. That's heavy stuff.
- I know. I...
- That's heavy stuff.
I'm not a kid. That's heavy stuff.
I know, I know, I know.
I mean, I-I-I don't know
what to do, you know?
I don't-I don't know
what we should do now.
Give your old man a hug. Come here.
Come here. Come here.
You're my boy, then you'll
be my boy from this moment on.
me and my son, right here.
Go ahead.
Oh, thank-thank you. Thank you. I was...
God, you're so cool.
Thank you... Dad.
Dad. Oh, Jesus, Dad.
Nobody ever called me that in my life.
I never was a dad.
- You know what's really unbelievable?
- What?
For a kid in his 40's, you're so beautiful.
Come on. You gotta be great.
- You got her genes.
- No, uh, not-not 40's.
I'm-I'm 31.
No, but it can't be, buddy. It can't be.
I haven't been with May in over 40 years.
Well, you must be
remembering wrong, because...
No, no, kid, they-they sent me to war.
I got shipped out to Vietnam in 1969.
I mean, May and I
were-were well over by then.
Well over. The timing is wrong.
I'm not your dad. Give me the drink anyway.
Give me the drink anyway.
Come on. Jesus. Come on, have your drink.
Come on. Have your drink.
- Thank you.
- I'm sorry.
It's over.
All right.
I can't believe you!
Do you know how much money this
is gonna cost me in therapy?
You said it would help
you if you had a father,
so I gave you a father.
Can't you hear how crazy that is?
- It-it's like the Dumbo story.
- What?
What the hell is the Dumbo story?
The crows gave him a magic
feather, so he could fly,
but he didn't really need it.
He could fly by himself,
but he didn't have the confidence.
What are you talking about?
Didn't I take you to see
"Dumbo," when you were little?
- No!
- Oh, what about "The Wizard of Oz"?
- No!
- Oh, would you like to see them now?
No! I don't wanna watch them now!
How could you be so dishonest?
I never claimed that I was above lying.
Hey, guys, morning. Morning. Good morning.
Hey, Brad, where's that memo I asked for?
I'm just kidding. No memo.
Last day humor. See ya.
Can you hang on a second?
Let me just finish this.
Okay, it's fine. Just
don't be late, please.
I'm not gonna be late.
Hang on just two seconds.
I'm gonna go run the errands.
Then I will go pick everything up and...
- Hey.
- There's the man.
Gilby, hang on. Let me just send this.
Uh, okay, I can help, literally...
- Hang on a second.
- Gary, on two.
Can you please hold
him? I wanna talk to him.
I've been trying to reach him all day.
I'm gonna go.
I might be able to help you in 15 minutes.
Just call me then. It's fine.
I'll see both of you, um, later.
- Yeah.
- Bye. Au revoir.
You want me to help with her?
Could you help her with the groceries?
It will take ten minutes, then
come back, and I want a full recap.
- Sure, yeah. See ya. Good to see ya.
- Okay, okay, Gilby.
Okay, put him on.
Hey.
- What are you doing?
- I told Eric I'd help you.
Hi. Excuse me. Hi.
What?
- When? When?
- I can't do this right now.
- I don't know.
- Gilby.
Hey, man.
- How are you?
- Hey.
Wow, look at you.
You're lookin' bloody fantastic.
How are... This is Rachel.
- Hey. Hey.
- Oh, hi.
Uh, what was your name?
- Sorry. Calvin.
- Calvin.
Calvin. Calvin. Did I not say that?
So, how do you guys know each other?
I'm dating Gilby's sister, Sharon.
Oh, I didn't-I didn't
know you had a sister.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- You know what?
- You guys should come to my dinner party tonight.
- No!
- No?
- No, I'm sure they can't.
- I'm sure you have plans.
- No, we're totally free.
- We really are. Yes.
- You're kidding.
- That's great!
- That is great.
It's actually Gilby's best friend's...
- My brother's birthday.
- Okay.
- Does Kevin know your sister?
- My what?
Uh, I mean, Sharon, yes.
- Well, this is great.
- That's great.
Okay, so, I'm thinking, um, eightish.
- Is that... Does that work?
- No, that works.
- Perfect.
- Well, or-or don't.
You know, 8. I'm sorry.
She's usually not such a fascist.
I'm sorry.
Come by at 8.
At 8:
30, the trains leave, you know?- Settle down.
- Come on.
- It's gonna be fine.
- I don't know.
- It sounds like lots of fun, actually.
- I don't know.
Hey, buddy, it was great
bumping into you guys.
Really, you're lookin' great.
To think I was just about
to walk right past ya.
Imagine that.
No, imagine if that had happened instead.
I don't know. What would have happened?
Eight p.m. You're all set, yeah.
Eight p.m. is fine. Great.
- So, I'll see you tonight.
- Wonderful.
Unless you can't make it.
In which case, don't worry about it.
It's not a big deal if you have to cancel.
- Essentially, forget it.
- Hey, Gilby, I think he's got it.
- I...
- He's got it.
- Okay.
- Okay.
So, I'll see you tonight, guys.
Okay, great. Thank you, by the way.
- Oh, no worries. Nice to meet you.
- Or maybe not.
If-if somethin' else comes up.
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