This Is 40 Page #5
Come on. I gotta
tell you something.
What?
Your mother wanted you aborted.
Oh. Jesus Christ.
No, no. It's the truth.
You know, it was the '70s.
We were 22 years old.
That's what everybody did. You did
some blow, had sex, had an abortion.
Really?
Yes.
We were on the way to
the doctor's office.
I said, "Let's stop,
have a pizza, talk about it."
"If you still wanna do it
after lunch, it's okay."
The pizza saved your life.
But don't give me money,
because I'm not worth it.
So, how much do I owe
you for saving my life?
I don't have a number. You just
keep giving like you're giving.
Hey. Oh, hi, Pete.
Hey.
Hey.
Why aren't you
playing with the kids?
We were playing
all day with them.
Pete is just talking to me
about his 40th birthday party.
Whatever I can do to help.
Okay. Did you feed them?
I fed half of one.
Half of...
Let's go, we'll feed them.
Mommy will feed them.
Who wants tuna with
a side of jet fuel?
Hi, I'm looking for my dad.
I mean, an older man.
So, how's Sony treating Pete?
He's not with Sony anymore.
He went out on his own.
Now he's able to
focus on the artists
that he's really
passionate about.
Hmm.
How's Sadie doing?
The last time I saw her, she was
throwing her Cheerios on the floor.
What a mess.
Right.
She just got her period.
Well, I guess she's not
a little baby anymore.
It would be nice to
see more of each other.
Well, we can certainly arrange for that.
I'd love to see the girls.
That would be nice.
Mm-hmm. It would.
Do you have a day that is better...
A good day?
I would say the weekends,
but our weekends are hell.
Soccer competitions,
kids' exams.
Right, right.
I mean, we're both so busy.
I have young children,
you have young children.
ourselves too harshly about that.
I know, I wasn't...
I didn't say anything.
No, I'm glad we're here.
I think this is a good start.
And then, we can spend more
time together, it'd be nice.
It'd be nice.
Do you want to see
pictures of the kids?
Oh. Yeah.
This is Kel, my son.
He's handsome. He's 13?
Mm-hmm.
And that's Alexandra, my daughter.
She's a real perfectionist.
A lot like you.
That's the whole gang at Cabo.
Excuse me, dear,
I gotta go to the restroom.
Be right back.
Okay.
Daddy and I are
making some changes
so that we can be
happier and healthier.
And we're starting with
this meal that I prepared.
Doesn't it look good?
What is that, grilled cheeses?
No, baked tofu.
Oh.
It's actually really tasty.
And the lettuce is
so fresh and tasty
that you forget how good
lettuce tastes on its own,
without dressing.
No, dressing always gets in the way
of the natural taste of the lettuce.
And another thing we've decided
is to cut back on
all of the electronics we use.
Basically, what we're going to
do, is get rid of the Wi-Fi
and only use the computer...
What? ...from 8:
00to 8:
30 at night.How are we gonna
go on the computer?
We're gonna have
a hard line in the kitchen.
Yeah. We'll supervise that.
You can't do this. You
can't take away the Wi-Fi.
No Wi-Fi!
A-ha-ha.
You don't spend
enough time with the family
when you're constantly on your
iPhone and your computer.
And, you know, you're only
here for five more years.
So, you won't see
me after five years?
No, but you won't
be living with us.
And you should get to
know your little sister.
You've got the perfect
friend, right here.
I don't wanna be
friends with her now.
I'll be friends with her when
she's 20 and a normal person.
I don't wanna hang out
with her when I'm in my 20s.
You're on the computer
too much as it is.
You need to get outside more,
do some playing outside.
Yeah, you could build things.
You could build a fort outside.
What?
Yeah, build a fort.
Play with your
friends and have...
Make a fort? Outside?
And do what?
Do what in the fort?
When I was a kid, we used to build
tree houses and play with sticks.
Nobody plays with sticks.
You and Charlotte can
have a lemonade stand.
Play kick the can.
Look for dead bodies.
It's fun. That's fun to do.
Get a tire and then just take a stick
and run down a street with it.
Nobody does that crap.
It's 2012.
You don't need technology.
No technology!
Charlotte, put that down.
I don't need to be monitored
all the time on the computer.
I don't do anything bad.
Nobody said you were bad.
I don't do things
I'm not supposed to.
I don't illegally
download music.
I don't look at
porn like Wendy.
She is up to no good. She's not
allowed to come over here anymore.
What's porn?
No, she said "corn."
This isn't turning out
the way I wanted it to.
I'm not hungry.
No computer.
Listen to your mom.
I need to use it
for my homework.
She's outplaying us.
I know. She's tough.
This is the best
birthday present.
It's good to get away.
We haven't been to Laguna
without the kids in years.
I know. If we're
happy, they're happy.
Yeah, I mean, I can't take it.
With the hormones,
and the crying.
Jesus.
And "do my homework."
Them's lil' b*tches.
Them's lil' b*tches. Bugging
us for sh*t all the time.
And they never
appreciate anything.
No! God, no.
They're selfish a**holes.
Aw, I feel bad.
I love them.
I know.
I miss them already.
Should we go home?
Nah.
Why do we fight?
I don't know,
it makes no sense.
It makes no sense.
When we get in a fight,
look at my eyes and let's
remember this moment, right now,
and know that we
never have to fight.
But you're such
a dick sometimes.
I know, I am a dick sometimes.
People think I'm so nice,
but I'm such a dick.
Thank you for admitting that.
And you get so mad at me, I
feel like you want to kill me.
I do want to kill you.
How would you do it?
I don't know. I'd poison you.
I'd poison your cupcakes that you
pretend not to eat every day.
And just put enough in
to just slowly weaken you.
I love it.
I would enjoy our last few
months together. Me too.
Because you'd be
so weak and sweet.
And I could take care of you...
But while killing you.
See, you know
what I love about us?
You can still surprise me.
I figured, for sure, you'd knock me
out with one fell swoop of poison.
But you would extend it
over a series of months.
Have you ever
thought about killing me?
Oh, yeah.
Really?
Sure.
How would you do it?
Wood chipper.
A wood chipper?
Yeah.
A wood chipper.
Yeah.
Wow.
I know. Did you see Fargo?
Yeah.
Ugh.
That's a bad plan. The
cupcakes is a way better plan.
It is. You're right.
You know what?
I won't murder you.
Aw!
I love you.
I love you, too.
Do you know what I brought?
What?
A medical marijuana cookie. Ben
gave it to me last Christmas.
What?
Yeah. I brought it.
You did?
Chocolate chip kooky.
Should we do it?
Let's eat the cookie and then we'll
order a bunch of cheeseburgers.
Let's order the entire
room service menu.
Just get all of it. You
deserve it, you really do.
Wouldn't you
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