The Upside of Anger Page #8

Why don't you just put

some valium in her soup?

Don't test me tonight,

Hadley, I mean it.

I want her calm.

- Hey you.

- Hey.

- Hi.

- Look at you. You look beautiful.

No, you really do.

You look fantastic.

What?

So... David and I

have some news.

- We're pregnant again.

- Jesus.

Really? Wow.

You... are...

Well, you... you don't

look stressed out to me.

What do you know?

You're a child.

Wh... what do you mean you want

to end it? You're dumping me?

No, not really.

I just...

want us to move on...

- see other people.

- And continue seeing each other?

No, probably not.

So, you don't want

to sleep together anymore?

I mean, did I do something wrong,

'cause we were doing great.

I can't believe

we're hearing this.

Hey, don't turn around, man.

Just pretend we're in a meeting, okay.

Is this because

your mother detests me?

'Cause that's not a big deal.

A lot of people do.

I-I-I wouldn't have the things

that I have in my life

if people detesting me

was a big deal, 'cause it isn't.

It's not about my mother,

Shep, It's me.

Is it 'cause I've been

falling asleep lately?

Been, y-y-you know, quick,

whatever you're saying?

'Cause I'm tired,

but basically the sex is good, right?

I don't know.

Yeah, I guess.

You guess?

You make a lot of noise

and a lot of very odd sounds

for someone that guesses.

I guess I've just gotten

good at faking it.

I'm sorry.

Okay, look, I just

want to move on with my life.

I'm sorry.

Don't be sorry.

Don't be sorry.

You know what?

It was inevitable.

Don't be sorry.

You're right.

It was bound to happen.

- Right?

- Yeah, I guess so.

Okay.

We gonna be able to

work together?

I mean... me producing

morning drive and you in the afternoons?

Yeah. Yeah,

it's gonna be fine.

- Okay.

- It's gonna be fine. It doesn't matter

'cause you're not gonna

be here that much longer anyway.

- What?

- This place is too small-time for you.

You're gonna be

long gone, real soon.

Now he's kissing

her ass, now?

Okay, I gotta get

back to work.

- All right? Okay.

- Go, go, go.

- Hello?

- Hey, come to the window.

What?

Come to the window.

I'm not a liar.

I really do bungee jump.

You are so stoned.

Yeah, I know.

Whoa!

Whoa!

Oh!

Gorden, shh.

Oh! Hold it.

Whoa! Whoa!

Don't worry about that.

Go to the back and start working.

All right, all right,

I got it.

Oh, hey.

Hello, Shep.

How are you?

I'm doin' good.

How are you?

- You and Denny still not talkin'?

- No.

No, it's been awhile.

You know, it's been hard.

You know...

I'm not as bad as you

have me painted out to be, Terry.

Just so you know.

I promised myself

if I ever ran into you,

I would say that.

So there, I said it.

I should come over

some night with a bottle,

and you and I

should sit and talk.

- God...

- What?

What? You gave me that whole lecture

at Hadley's wedding.

- What lecture?

- About sleeping with women my own age.

You know, I'd love to sit

with you and talk to you

and give you my side

of that story.

You know, without

getting slapped around.

Oh, so you wanna come over

and sleep with me?

- Is that it, Shep?

- No, I didn't say that.

I said I'd like to have

a drink with you.

Hey, I'm not

drinking, okay?

Good, then we'll hang!

We'll hang...

or talk about you and Denny.

I mean, this is silly,

- you guys should be talking.

- It's silly, huh?

So you wanna tell me

how to live my life? Is that it?

Oh, God. Shep, you know, you were doing

better when you just wanted to screw me.

- What was that?!

- Hey...

you are a piece

of work. I gotta shop.

- Move back.

- Go.

Go.

- Go.

- Shep!

Oh, Jeez!

Just for the record,

I never wanted to screw you!

Got it, got it.

Heavens to Murgatroids.

It's Denny Davies.

That promo's on disk two,

loaded and ready to go, Art.

You hit on Terry?

- What?

- You hit on Terry in a grocery store?

You guys are talking now.

That's good.

We are now. We're talking about

what an a**hole you are.

Come on. I was talking

about something very innocent.

I was gonna pay

a little social call.

No, you wanted

to go over there with a bottle of wine.

You wanted to...

you wanted to screw her.

Screw her?

No, I didn't.

I wa... I was talking

about something very innocent.

Right out of "Gunsmoke."

This is the problem

with being a deviant,

everyone sees you

as so one-dimensional.

Don't... no, don't do your rap on me.

I know you.

You were hitting

on her.

I wasn't hitting on her, Den.

You're over-reacting.

Yeah, you were

and I'll tell you something else.

The whole Andy thing?

That was wrong.

It should have

never happened.

You had no business

being with her daughter.

I should've

said something. L...

- Go, Art.

- I don't know why I didn't.

Terry's right

to despise you.

She's right

to despise me?

What are you, a victim

of Stockholm Syndrome?

Come on. This is me.

Don't do this.

I knocked off

a great piece of ass...

What the f***

are you doing?!

Shep, stop it!

Just stop it.

Okay, Arthur,

do your list...

and your promo and the give-away

Go right into the give-away.

You know what, Denny?

Everybody won here.

Okay? She went from being

a production assistant

to a producer in record time,

so you do the math.

I'll talk baseball.

I will...

but I don't want you producing

my show anymore, Shep.

I'm done with you.

I mean, I'll say what they want,

but you're off

of my show.

Now you want

to tell them

or should I?

Sorry, Arthur.

It's not your year,

is it, Sparky?

- Do you want me to dry your back?

- Jesus!

Oh, you scared

the hell out of me.

Oh!

You have no boundaries.

You have quite an ass,

know that?

What are you doing?

Have a drink?

No thanks.

Just, um... I'm not

drinking right now.

Do you want

to stay for dinner?

What do you think?

I didn't just come over

to see you naked.

You know,

been there, done that.

Gonna be late,

ladies!

Let's move!

Thanks for going

to this.

Oh, I know it means

a lot to you.

Mom, did you call him?

Did you ever call him?

No, I didn't.

And you know... you know,

I don't need to.

The doctor says

you're improving.

You're not wiggin' out

about this, are you? Stressing out?

Jeez.

Terry?

I don't mean to be the girl here,

but we're gonna be late.

People don't know

how to love.

They bite

rather than kiss,

and they slap

rather than stroke.

Maybe it's because they realize

how easy it is for love to go bad,

to become

suddenly impossible...

unworkable,

an exercise in futility.

So they avoid it

and seek solace in angst

and fear

and aggression,

which are always there

and readily available.

Or maybe sometimes...

they just don't have

all the facts.

In here?

Holy mother of sh*t.

What is it?

What is it?

What is it?

You'd better go back, okay?

Just...

- I'll be right there. Look... no, no.

- No, what is it?

We pulled this jacket up,

found a wallet.

Go back, Terry.

Look, I mean it, honey.

- I mean it. Go back, go back

- No, I don't wanna go back.

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