The Upside of Anger Page #4

76 years, but I'll give you

that one, smarty pants.

Can I come over?

When?

Now.

- Now?

- Yeah, now.

- Did you hang up?

- Uh, not yet.

Good, then, um...

I'm coming over.

I am, so...

don't go hide

in the yard,

don't pull any

reciprocal crap.

Is that what you did that day?

You hid in the yard?

No, um...

You know what?

Delete that last line.

Look, um...

I'm coming over.

I am.

I'm coming now.

Hold it.

#Hold it! #

Wait, wait, wait.

- What is this?

- Your lunches.

- Our lunches?

- Mm-hmm.

- Are you kidding?

- I make my own lunch.

You haven't done

it in years.

I'm back to basics.

What do you want?

- Bye.

- Have a good day!

No!

Oh, sh*t. Great.

Were you...

you taking off?

Hey. You're taking off,

just like that?

Yeah, I'm going to hide

in your yard.

Oh, come on, that's bullshit.

I was kidding.

- What are you doing?

- Step out.

Just step out.

- Are you stoned?

- Not at all.

- Not a bit.

- Well, you should be.

Listen, I, uh...

I know that you're fresh.

I know you're good and hurt

and I know that on some level,

this is way too soon...

- and not right.

- Yeah.

What's the other level?

I dial your number

10 times a day and hang up.

Come on!

Just a minute.

Goddamn, Terry, it's not like, you know,

it's not like I'm asking a lot.

It's just...

it's just...

I get it, okay?

I know who I am

for you.

I'm this guy that you sit

and you drink...

and you talk with.

- And now you want to f*** me.

- Well, you offered it.

That was before you hid

in your yard.

Well, I'm not hiding

in my yard, now am I?!

- Hey come on, lady!

- Hey, hey, hey!

Can that horn, now!

Jeez!

Not bad.

Thank you.

You wanna...

go back to my house?

I've seen your house.

I'll make the bed!

Let's go to my house.

Fine, let's go

to your house.

Oh, God.

Now that was

a real misstep.

Aw...

that was

a sweet thing to say.

God, what am I doing?

Why am I here?

You're here because

you're sad and lonely.

Desperate.

You need someone,

something,

anything to fill you.

Any...

- port in a storm.

- Mmm.

I asked why I

was here, not you.

What's my story?

Oh, your story is...

you're good

and bent out of shape.

Pissed off like

I've never seen a woman.

What?

Francis Wellard.

Timothy Westerburg.

Matthew Wintergarden.

Hadley Wolfmeyer!

Stephanie Winnington!

Nancy Woodside.

It's a special day

for her. So, just be nice.

- She's excited for you to meet him.

- Oh, really,

how excited can she be?

She's been seeing him for three years.

And she's in love?

She's in love?

- I'm just hearing about this today?

- Be nice!

It's not in my nature.

Why does she hate me so damn much?

She doesn't hate you,

she just thinks that he's stupid.

She thinks he's stupid?!

I thought she loved him.

No, she thinks

you'll think he's stupid.

Well, I won't think that.

That's my point.

She judges me so harshly.

I am her mother.

- Okay.

- I love her. I want her to be happy.

I mean, if she loves

this guy I'm gonna love...

- Okie dokie.

- Hi! Hi! Oh, baby!

Baby!

Oh God, I'm so proud

of you! I am!

I am so proud of you.

- Let me see your face.

- Mother.

A college graduate.

I'm so proud of you.

Your father doesn't know

what he's missing today.

I think he might.

Mm-mmm!

This is it.

This is life.

Mom?

- David. Hi, nice to meet you.

- Nice to meet you too.

My parents are having lunch

at the Wheeler hotel.

- You're all invited.

- The Wheeler, really?

We'd... well, girls,

would you like that?

- We... we had lunch.

- Have it again.

Come on, I want us to go.

I want you to meet David's parents.

David you tell your folks

we'd absolutely love to join them, okay?

- Cool. Okay, see you later.

- See you later.

Bye.

Wow.

He is so handsome.

Nice and...

- intelligent.

- Mother.

Oh! He is, baby.

I can tell by looking at him.

He's incredibly

intelligent.

All right...

um...

there's something

you all should know.

You're pregnant

and you're getting married.

How did you know that?

Who told you that?

I guessed?

Really?

I guessed that?

I was right?

No, you've got

to be kidding me.

No, I'm... I'm not.

I'm getting married.

This is how I find out?

Through Popeye?

A 15-year-old?

- Don't be condescending...

- Close it!

You are a child.

What do you know?

Oh, that old chestnut.

You close it

as well, please.

Do his parents know?

Yes, they're ecstatic.

Oh, how long

have they been ecstatic?

You know what, can we just

go to the lunch please?

How long have they been

ecstatic, damn you, Hadley?!

I need a Bloody Mary as soon

as is humanly possible.

Hi. I'm Terry.

Oh. Gina.

Nice to meet you.

- Nice to meet you.

- And this is David, my husband.

Oh, David Senior.

That's nice.

You're not Jews, obviously.

Oh, well I mean

not that that's a good or a bad thing.

That they don't

just name their children

after... okay,

that was horrible.

Um... these are

Hadley's sisters,

Emily, Andrea

and Popeye.

- Hi, girls.

- Hi.

Could we order you

a drink before lunch?

Oh, I'm set for now.

Thank you.

Um, I'll have the same.

Mmn. Mmn!

So, I understand we have something

to celebrate? Some good news, huh?

Oh, we're

very excited, Terry.

We are crazy about Hadley.

We really are.

I knew from the minute

I met her. I did.

- You did not.

- I did.

No, Mother, you didn't.

If she said she did,

she probably did!

Well, I was taken

for a surprise,

- but... but a happy one.

- Yeah, well, you and me both.

- Should we toast?

- Oh, yes. Let's do.

Well... to David

and Hadley.

- David and Hadley...

- Oh wait, wait, wait.

My glass is...

this is bad luck. Uh, waiter?

Mother, it's okay.

Here.

Oh.

Oh, just...

a little more.

Just...

Thank you.

So, shall we toast?

- May I?

- Please, do.

To David and Hadley.

A long and beautiful

partnership.

- Aww.

- Thanks.

The... mostly right now...

I'm sorry, David,

this is very emotional for me.

To my baby.

My first born,

my little Hadley-wadley.

Aww.

That's what we called her.

Hadley-wadley.

She was so loved

from the minute she was born.

Just an adorable

little thing.

She was... well,

she grew up too fast didn't she?

She grew up so fast

and had a mouth on her.

Mother!

When she was in her teens

she was her own little boss.

Mother!

And she would sometimes

just not come home...

All right, could we just toast, please?

Thank you.

Okay, baby.

We'll toast.

You have to

forgive me. Um...

you all had a chance

to process this,

and I'm just coming

on board, so to speak.

To Hadley-wadley.

Hadley-wadley.

Mmn.

Oh.

Oh!

Oh, no, no.

I'm done toasting.

I'm just ordering

another drink.

- It was horrible.

- Maybe it wasn't.

Maybe it wasn't

as bad as you thought.

No, it was horrible.

It was. I made an ass

of myself. I was like...

a public service film

against drinking.

Just...

yeah, I was an old lush.

Poor Hadley.

I feel so bad

for her, Denny.

Why are we going

out here?

I hate the way

I come off to my girls.

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