Joshua Page #2
Brad.
BRAD:
Mm?
Brad.
Hmm?
Do you hear that?
Hmm? What?
I think there's someone
in the baby's room.
(static clicking softly)
No, that's static, sweetie.
No, there's someone in Lily's room.
Abby, wait a second.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Sweetie?
Abby.
Damn it.
She's breathing, right?
She's fine, sweetie.
She's fine.
I thought she was choking
or something.
It's amazing how tiny they are.
ABBY:
It's almost heartbreaking.
classical piece)
(piano continues playing)
(baby cooing)
Hey, did you walk the dog?
Okay, let's roll, little man.
(mumbles)
(baby fussing)
Oh.
Oh, don't cry.
(piano continues playing)
Um, yeah, put it on the...
put it on the desk.
All right, thanks a lot.
Listen, hey, I'm running late.
I got to... Okay.
Hey, buddy.
How you doing?
High five. Down low.
Two. Hey, hey, come on.
You all right?
Okay.
I'll see you later.
Hey!
(continues playing
classical piece)
Did you solve them all already?
(piano continues playing)
And ten million's the minimum
for this particular fund.
Of course... of course
we would love your support,
but ten is the number.
It's not six.
(mumbles)
(whispers)
Yeah.
(piano continues playing)
(slide projector clicks)
WOMAN:
Okay, now let's
take a moment talking
about how and why
these ancient people
embalmed their dead.
BOY:
Mummies?
Yes, mummies.
(laughs)
Oh, you're like a bird
trapped in a garage.
Yeah. That's...
Come on.
Serve.
(whistle blows)
(piano continues playing)
(piano continues playing)
(door opening)
(piano playing stops)
(resumes playing,
finishes piece)
(keys clattering)
(Brad humming)
Hey.
Hey, I didn't see you there.
ABBY:
Brad...
- BRAD:
Sweetie, I'm...- It ricochets.
I'm cultured, I swear.
- (laughing)
- See?
(baby coos)
God.
You know,
someone died in this apartment.
BRAD:
Oh, yeah?
Really?
I-I-I... I'm pretty sure
that's not true.
If you think
about it,
someone has died
of this planet.
You know, dig down anywhere,
and you'll find bones.
(Abby laughs)
ABBY:
I don't know. I thinkyou...
We'd probably know if
someone was killed here.
I didn't say killed.
Why do you think killed?
Do you have that sense, too?
(Brad chewing loudly)
Nobody died here, man.
Are you sure?
ABBY (laughing):
I'm pretty sure.
Kind of sure.
(baby cooing)
What? Tell him about it.
(talking gibberish)
Tell him about your shots.
She had her shots today.
BRAD:
Oh,yeah?
Yeah. She was so good.
- I was a mess, however.
- Ah...
Oh, you poor thing.
What was I like as a baby?
BRAD:
You were great.
You were... you were very, uh...
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