Mischief Night Page #2

'Cause I gotta say,

if you are,

it's a wonder you could stand,

let alone see.

Look, I don't wanna

talk about this anymore.

Well, you know, that's, uh,

that's just catnip to someone in my profession, okay?

That's probably the precise thing

we should be talking about.

We've been over this

and over it.

You asked why you're still

on the medication,

why you can't see,

why you're still in therapy

after nine years.

Well?

You have to tell me.

Oh, for God's sake!

No, that's the way that it works, kiddo, okay?

You have the answer.

Oh, well, then,

what's the question?

Why do you blame yourself

for your mother's death?

Because it was my fault!

Jimmy calling.

Jimmy calling.

Jimmy calling.

Hey, Jimmy. No, not yet.

I... I will soon.

Tonight. I'll ask him tonight.

I... I promise.

Oh. Me, too.

So how's Jimmy?

Oh, he's fine.

You know, he's a pain.

He's really excited

because it's Mischief Night

and he and his friends are going to

prank some of the guys on the JV squad.

I guess it's some

annual tradition. Boys.

Hey, it's what we do, right?

Get tortured and then torture others in turn.

So it goes,

from one generation to the next.

You did that too?

Well, when we were kids,

we called it "Cabbage Night," believe it or not.

We actually threw

rotten cabbages at each other.

And the occasional car window.

"Cabbage Night?"

God, you were a nerd.

It takes one to know one, huh?

Want me to make you

some dinner before I head out?

Dad, I'm not 12,

I can make my own dinner.

Okay, okay, just asking.

Well, what do you think?

How do I look?

- New sweater?

- No. No.

I... I just haven't worn it

in a while.

Yeah, but you're wearing

your lucky shirt.

Trying to get lucky tonight, eh? Eh?

It's a first date, Em.

I'll be lucky if it lasts an hour.

Ah, you'll end up sleeping with

her and spending the night,

and I'll be on my own.

You're gonna leave me alone all

by myself in this horrifying house.

We've only been here

a few months,

I don't even know

my way around here yet.

Listen to you!

If it wasn't for your constant nagging,

I wouldn't be going at all.

Yeah, well, thank God

for my constant nagging.

The rate you're going,

you'll end up watching the Hallmark Channel,

eating frozen meals for one.

I... I'm sorry, Dad.

I was just kidding.

No, I... I know, sweetheart.

It's just...

Dating is hard.

At my age...

And in my condition,

if that's the right word for it?

I'm still in love

with your mom.

I mean, she was the love

of my life. I don't...

It's been nine years.

Life goes on, right?

That's what my shrink said.

Didn't yours?

Yeah, he did. And it does.

After all,

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