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I mean, maybe he doesn't mind paying for it.
I didn't mean that, I just mean I need him, I really need Andy to live.
- Look. I said I was sorry. - I left five messages for you. Five!
- Nice. - What?
Oh God, Patty. What would I do? I mean, how would I survive?
Great! So, I'll telephone you later, okay?
No, that's not true, it doesn't work with just anyone...
I better put these away.
- in her own bed, you know? - Sure, of course.
- Honey. How are you feeling? - Okay.
Yeah. Hold on a second.
I know that you and Sharon haven't been on the best terms, but...
- or do you just want to go to school? - Well, I...
So Sharon's dad is going to be okay.
- Where are you going? - I'm sorry!
I can't even say anything--
- Is Sharon here? - Yes, and so is dad.
- We're eight months apart. - I know.
Good.
I can't believe you can't even be nice to me at a time like this!
That's rough. I better go.
It's not a bad idea, if you're mom is going to stay here.
So I guess you've heard. Sharon's dad is okay.
No, you don't understand, I need him. I'm not like you.
- Hi! - Daddy you're home!
Under the planter.
- I don't believe this. - Believe it.
Why do I think he had a heart attack at 40?
- Right? - Yes.
Sharon?
Please! Just let it be, okay?
- What will I do? I don't even... - I don't know what you're going to do.