P.S. I Love You Page #2
- PG-13
- Year:
- 2007
- 126 min
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Can I come back?
Yeah.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
- I'm sorry, luv. Ahhh.
- I'm sorry.
I'm sorry I said the wrong thing
to your mother.
God, I still get nervous around her.
I still think after nine years,
she doesn't like me.
I know I'm being stupid.
No, you're not being stupid, baby.
She doesn't like you.
Really? And I thought deep down,
No, she doesn't.
I was 19 when we got married.
And you corrupted me
with sex and charm...
...and the longer it takes you to make your
fortune, the less sexy and charming you are.
Hmm.
What? What are you looking for?
Me balls. They were hanging there
a minute ago.
My mother said it was a mistake marrying
you because I loved you too much.
"It won't last."
I don't wanna make any mistakes, Gerry.
Well, you're in the wrong species, luv.
Be a duck.
My baby.
We're not a mistake
just because we don't have any money.
And we are gonna last.
You know how I know?
Because I still wake up every morning...
...and the first thing I want to do
is see your face.
Oh, I'm sorry.
I see people buying bigger apartments
and having babies.
I get so afraid sometimes
No, baby.
We're already in our life.
It's already started. This is it.
You have to stop waiting, baby.
And Hol, you can't keep eating
me head off, telling me to leave.
I'm not going anywhere.
I'm not your dad.
Or don't you know that yet?
I should get my shoes.
They're all over the place.
They're gonna think I don't love them.
Whoo!
Shake it, baby.
Do the stomach shake.
Whoo!
Oh! Ow! Aah! Ooh!
My eye! I'm blind.
Oh, I just wanna lick
your little Glaswegian chocolate.
Okay, okay. I can't believe
I'm in love with a leprechaun.
- Oh, wait. The light. You were up last.
- The light?
- No.
- You were up last.
But I'm not up now, am I?
Baby, look, I'm injured. My eye.
God. A pain in me hole.
That's a good girl.
That's a good girl.
Come on, get back to bed
or I'm gonna start without you.
Aah! Sh*t.
- You okay?
- Sh*t, no! My toe! Oh! Ow!
I tell you what. Someone should get a
light, that side of the bed. It's ridiculous.
Ridiculous.
- I'll get my next husband to do it.
- Oh, come here.
Next husband. Oh-ho-ho. Next husband.
Come here, you.
I'm sorry I lose my mind sometimes.
- Did it hurt you? Let me look.
- Will you shut up and kiss me, okay?
You crazy b*tch. Pain in me hole.
Oh, Daniel, we forgot those Thanksgiving
decorations. Will you take them down?
Sure, Mrs. Reilly.
Where do you want them?
Patricia. In the skinny closet.
Have you got the key?
No, I don't.
I'll make you a set next week.
And ask Gerry's drivers
to close the curtains, will you?
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