Hector and the Search for Happiness Page #2

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(STAMMERING)

I've got it, I've got it,

I've got it.

Far be it from me,

and I...

Forgive me for asking,

and I don't mean to pry.

But... do you consider yourself

as a happy person?

Is this because I'm not ready

to be a mother?

- Other hand, please.

- Absolutely not.

- But I've only done the left one.

- Sorry.

This has nothing... nothing to do

with you not being a mother.

I know what you're saying, Hector.

No one wants to live with a person

knowing they'll never be happy.

- So, you're, uh...

- Back in business.

- Yes.

- And you can...

Channel what's to come.

See the future. Yes.

- Mm-hmm.

- Give me your hand.

- Oh, not again.

- Please. Come on.

Wait, are we off the clock?

- Call it even.

- Cool.

But you are getting a bargain.

I charge more than you.

I keep telling you,

you should put up your fees.

You're going on a journey.

Am I?

Be serious.

I am. You are.

To distant lands.

- (THUNDERCLAP, CLUCKING)

- (CRUNCHING)

(RETCHING)

Well, is there anything else?

I see you're at peace.

I see you're happy.

Really?

I see you loving like

you've never loved before.

Wow!

(SIGHING) Yeah, well.

- Maybe in my next life.

- Hector, this is your next life.

- I see you with a dead dog.

- What?

You're a little boy.

You're crying.

Oh, my God!

You were an only child.

- A lonely child, you poor thing.

- Oh, come on.

It makes sense, your life.

How exhausting.

- I see a girl on a beach.

- What do you mean a girl on a...

- Why have you never called her?

- What do you mean call her?

- Are you sterile?

- No, I am not sterile.

No, no, no, wait.

That's not it.

It's your life.

Why am I getting sterility?

Someone is hurting you,

making you angry.

- Time's up.

- It's you.

- Come on.

- It's you. You're making you angry.

Just stop, okay! Stop.

Stop projecting.

I'm not the patient here,

Anjali, come on.

- So exhausting.

- Yes, so exhausting.

I know, I know. Thank you.

See you next week. Thank you.

- (SIGHS IN RELIEF)

- ANJALI:
Who's Agnes?

I can't sell the house,

the cracks are back.

They'd taken it off the menu.

The evening was ruined.

The only reason to go there

was the white pie.

I'm thinking of taking in

other people's laundry.

To get some extra cash

to help pay for the nanny.

(SPEAKING IN MAN'S VOICE)

Otherwise, we're going under.

(SPEAKING IN WOMAN'S VOICE)

I was doing the exercises, but I fell asleep.

And now the sergeant says

I'm not standing straight.

(SPEAKING IN WOMAN'S VOICE)

Nobody brought me a birthday...

(SPEAKING IN MAN'S VOICE)

- Present I actually wanted.

- About the matter of weight...

But his feet

really are a problem.

Nipples just aren't

an erogenous zone for men.

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