All That I Am Page #3

you wouldn't listen to it.

--Why would Kate be coming?

Um, because I invited her?

What--why would you do that?

Because I like her.

You like her,

what are you talking about?

You met her once!

[whispering]

We need some milk for that.

What?

What?

I wasn't talking to you.

I met her twice, actually,

and I like her.

So what if you like her?

We broke up--wait. How--how--

How the hell did you

even talk to her?

I had her address

from the thingy.

So you, what,

like you sent her a letter?

It was really nice, actually.

She's great.

You're an idiot.

Susan.

Put two spoonfuls,

and then mix it in,

and then we need

salt and pepper.

Yes. Look, she's nice,

I like her,

Charlie likes her,

I thought it'd be fun.

No, don't you think that's

gonna send Charlie some

mixed signals?

Me going over there with

a girl who's not

my girlfriend?

You showed up to her

birthday party wasted,

and puked in her

bouncy castle.

I think she can handle this.

Look, I'm busy over here,

okay?

I do this thing every year,

and it gets more

and more boring.

I like her, I thought it

would be fun, whatever.

Get over it

and get on the road.

I can't believe you

sent her a letter.

How was the meeting?

Uh, great.

I'm really excited to hear

about it.

I'll see you when

you get here.

Yeah, oka--um.

By the way...

Oh...

motherf***er.

Okay. Okay.

Okay. Listen--

Yeah?

Are you ready, Christian?

Cause I'm ready,

and so is this gentleman here,

There's a few things

I need to explain..

This gentleman who says

he's your father.

- Come on, you hit me.

- There is your father?

How, how, how is this

your father?

Like I said, there are a few

things that I need to explain.

First, okay?

My father--how do I even

start this, um--

How about--

My father is alive.

[Dr. Lynn coughs]

Sorry, Mr. Lynn, it seems we

have a little misunderstanding.

You seem, your son killed you

off five years ago.

Okay, see that's actually a

really good place to start,

- cause it was with Susan--

- It's Doctor Lynn,

and you can call me Ed.

Oh, you're a doctor.

No, he's a psychiatrist.

Look, my sister thought it

would be a better idea--

Oh my god, your mom.

Oh, no no no no, dear

She really is dead.

- You're, you're scum.

- I know.

Scum!

He walked out,

when my mother was sick,

when she was in her last days,

he left!

To f***ing Bangkok.

Two months before she died.

So Susan thought it would just

be easier for legal matters

if we just considered him...

dead.

And that is what we

have been doing.

- And you--?

- Not a clue.

I've seen him here in

going on... seven years.

Well.

That's understandable.

Dear, you can have

the front seat.

I'm gonna take a

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