In The Land Of Women Page #3

- Well, don't be worried.

- No?

No, no, you'll be great.

All right, I appreciate that.

Oh, sh*t.

I better get going before my daughter

gives me that look...

...like I'm the most embarrassing person

on earth. I hate that look.

Probably because I used to give it

to my mother.

- It's a beautiful night.

- Come on.

- Yeah.

- Wicked.

Yeah, I guess it is.

Hey, Lucy. I thought maybe... .

You wanna sit in the front?

No, that's fine.

Either that or she's just fat.

Hi.

This is gonna sound weird,

but my parents don't know that I smoke...

...so I was wondering if you could not... .

You have a cigarette on you now?

No.

Maybe. Why?

Because I'm taking it hostage.

So... .

This message is from

the Kurtzman Radiology Center...

... calling to confirm Sarah Hardwicke

for her appointment tomorrow, Tuesday.

- wake up with aching back,

your mattress may be the problem.

Wake up refreshed and feel like new...

... with our revolutionary

comfort-adjusted mattress system.

This may be the biggest no-brainer

in the history of mankind.

Devon runs a lazy finger

around the rim of her wine glass...

... trying not to glance

at Trent's bulging crotch.

"We've got to keep this professional.

Maybe we could just consider it

one of our attorney-client privileges. "

- Hello.

- Hi.

Hi, Phyllis. How's it going?

That's Mrs. Harding.

Hardwicke.

Who gives a sh*t?

Okay. Grandma, I got it.

Thank-- Thank you.

I'm so sorry.

Yeah. Well, I made some cookies.

Wow, thank you so much.

They look a little bit like Fig Newtons.

That's right. That's exactly what they are.

I didn't so much as make them...

...as wrap them and put them on the plate

because I wanted to give the illusion... .

- The truth is I'm a terrible baker. Bakess.

- Yeah, well, thank you so much anyways.

My grandmother will just completely

devour these. It's pretty disturbing.

Well, actually,

it was an excuse to come over.

And this might sound a little bit weird...

...but it's a beautiful day

and I have to walk the dog...

...and I was wondering

if you wanted to... .

Yeah. Okay.

Great. Really?

Yeah. Just give me one minute.

I'm on the plane on the way out here

and I turn on my computer...

...and I start reading these e-mails

that I sent her.

Like, 30 or more, maybe,

over the course of our relationship.

And not just short messages.

I'm talking about long,

involved love letters.

Like, desperately trying to be romantic

and poetic. Whatever.

And as embarrassing as it is...

...it's also, like, kind of

the best stuff I've ever written...

...because it's got this naive idealism thing

going on...

...where ours is gonna be

the greatest love stories ever told.

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