The Vow Page #4

and they sound just as good?

Ryan.

What?

Look, the records that I like,

they have life

and warmth and soul.

Like the slapback on Scotty

Moore's guitar on Mystery Train.

Look, you're not gonna get

that in your computer.

You're gonna want a live room,

you're gonna want to bounce to tape.

You're gonna want real musicians in

a room, vibing off of each other.

You...

I guess, to answer your question,

it may be a dying field

and you can record

high-quality stuff at home.

But, I mean, come on,

you can't get the Sun

Sessions on your laptop.

Wow.

Wow.

Wow.

Wow.

I heard everyone is

gonna be here tonight.

This kind of thing might be a

little too much for Paige.

Oh, no,

I'm good here, actually.

Isn't that Diane Chain?

Yeah, we don't really

hang out anymore.

God, you have been

away a long time.

Oh, my God!

Good luck, man.

Hi.

Hi!

Sorry. Leo, these are my

friends from high school.

This is Shana, Carrie, Lizbet.

Hi.

What about me?

I don't get an introduction?

Hi.

Hi.

Sorry, this is...

Jeremy.

It's been a long time.

Has it?

It doesn't seem like it.

You haven't changed a bit.

I'm not sure if she

mentioned it. I'm Leo.

Hi.

Paige's husband.

Right.

I'm gonna grab a drink.

You guys want anything?

Disaronno sour?

I'll have a blueberry mojito.

Really?

Yes, I remember.

Oh, my God, Paige.

Do you remember when we

were in the ninth grade,

and we were getting ready

for the Christmas dance,

we were curling your hair...

We ended up

burning off half your hair.

I totally remember that!

And didn't I wind up having

to wear a beret to the dance?

No, no, no,

that was the...

It was like she was

some sweater-set wearing,

mojito-drinking

sorority girl.

Like a Stepford wife?

Yeah, basically.

She was even flirting with

Jeremy right in front of me.

Ex-fianc Jeremy?

No, no. No.

In her mind,

it's current fianc Jeremy.

Which is why it was

probably pretty annoying

to have her stranger husband

cock-block her all night.

That is a lot to

get my mind around.

So, what turns her on?

Paige?

No, her mother.

Yes, Paige.

Like, in bed?

Oh, my God, Leo.

What?

It's private. It's...

I don't know.

It's... It's kind of a

between-me-and-her kind of thing.

Hey, I'm not gonna judge.

She likes being tickled.

Seriously?

Wow. Thought you

weren't gonna judge.

I'm not. I'm just... I...

I don't care if

you're into kink.

It's not like that.

It just breaks her down

when she's stuck in her head.

Okay.

You should give that a shot.

Seriously?

Yeah. What do

you have to lose?

Hey, Lisa.

Hey.

Paige?

Because I've been dealing with these

people forever and I know they have...

Something important

just popped up.

I'm gonna call you

right back. Okay.

Hi.

Hi.

Please.

So, you remember

that time at the lake,

when you told me you'd always

have my back, no matter what?

The night in the boathouse.

Mmm-hmm. Yeah.

Yeah.

So, can you please tell me

what went down with us?

Only you, Paige,

can dump a guy,

then come back

and demand answers.

So I dumped you?

A cruel, hard,

pre-wedding dumping.

Why?

Well, that's a question

that I and all of my friends

and the two rebound girls,

yeah, we'd all

love an answer to.

Come on, seriously.

I must have had

some kind of reason.

You...

You... You changed.

You talked differently,

you dressed differently.

You weren't sure

about law school anymore.

And you definitely weren't

sure about me anymore.

Did I give you your ring back?

Yeah, you did.

Who has that now?

No one yet.

But I've been with Rose.

You remember?

From Gwen's class.

I've been with Rose

for about a year now.

I couldn't wait forever, Paige.

You couldn't have anticipated

that I'd have a brain trauma

and forget our break-up

and come waltzing

into your office

demanding answers?

What's wrong with you?

I'm sorry. I'm gonna

let you go back to work.

Sure.

Sorry.

I'm sorry.

I was not expecting that.

Habit, I guess.

I honestly didn't even know where I

was headed until I found myself here.

It just seems

so ridiculous to me

that I shut everyone out

for five years.

It just doesn't feel right.

Hey.

Hey.

How was your day?

Uh...

It was fine.

I'm just happy to

be home with you.

Sorry about the mess here.

No problem.

What, are you collaging?

Do I collage?

No, not that I remember.

No, you know,

I was just so inspired

just seeing

everybody last night.

To collage?

All those memories just

came flooding back to me,

so I thought I'd make a

timeline, you know, of my life.

That's... That's great.

That's a great idea.

Yeah.

I kind of rummaged through some of your stuff.

I hope you don't mind.

It's fine. It's fine.

What's mine is yours.

I even have a certificate from the

State of Illinois to prove it.

Yes, I found that.

It's in the lost years.

See, I started over here.

I found some family photos, me when

I was little, stuff like that.

That was easy to put

into chronological order

because I remember that stuff.

That's good, right?

Yeah, yeah. I guess so.

But what I've been trying to do

is pinpoint

the last memory I had

before everything

just went blank.

How's that going?

I think I was

at the Macaroni Grill,

and I was asking them if they had

those special toasted ravioli.

And I don't

remember the answer.

That's it, that's all,

that's my last memory

before I woke up in a hospital.

Oh, no. How are we ever gonna

know if they had toasted ravioli?

God, this is not happening.

It's okay.

This is not happening.

Okay? No, no, no, no,

please don't do that.

Come on.

What...

What are you doing?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. Was that...

That was one of our things?

Yeah, kind of. It...

I'm sorry...

No. You don't have

to say it.

You don't. I get it.

It'll all come back.

We just have to keep

doing what we're doing,

let you fall back

into your life.

It'll

all sort itself out.

Yeah.

About a dozen

downtown businesses were boarded up...

About a dozen

downtown businesses were boarded up...

Glass littered sidewalks,

following two nights of protests

over the police

shooting of an...

Hey.

There were few people

on the street.

I think I'm ready

to see my studio now.

Will you show it to me?

Yeah.

Come on.

This is the first studio

you've ever had to yourself.

It's a cool space, huh?

Wow.

You weren't sure you liked

it at first, though.

Until you had this idea

to burn some smudge stick

that you bought from some guy

on the corner of Diversey.

We lit this thing

and we started waving it around

until we realized that it was

just some old pieces of lettuce.

So, we're waving around burning lettuce.

I don't know.

But it must've done

the trick, though,

'cause after that, I couldn't

get you out of here.

You would come in

and crank your music,

and you'd get lost

in a project,

and I'd have to come and remind

you that it was night-time.

This is one of your pieces

for the Tribune Tower series.

What is it supposed to be?

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