Scorned Page #2

You just came three minutes ago.

Well, I'm not Superman.

Yes, well, I am your Kryptonite,

but I need to go dry our

messy, messy clothes.

- Okay?

- Okay,

- Leave me alone for five minutes.

- Yeah, all right. Fine.

We'll be right out here.

Kevin,

tell me how much you love me again.

Okay, I love you again.

I'm serious.

You know how much I love you.

Do you think we're going

to grow old together?

Sadie, you having a

girl moment right now?

Is that what that is?

Can you really be happy having sex

with just one woman for

the rest of your life?

As long as that one

woman was you, yeah.

For the rest of your life?

Starting today, the only p*ssy

you'll ever have is mine?

As long as you're attached to it.

So...

you'll never cheat on me?

Honey, you're too cute, all right?

Now cut it out, would you?

Stop being so serious.

Come over here and kiss me already.

What's a fella got to do?

Where are my cigarettes, honey?

You give me so much grief

for smoking cigars,

and you smoke that sh*t?

You know how much I hate

that medication you take.

We've had this argument.

Yeah, I know, and for good reason.

Psychs are paid by

pharmaceutical companies

to prescribe that sh*t.

It's a total scam.

I think meds make

people more crazy.

Some people need it.

You've never been manic.

You don't understand.

If you want me to get off my meds,

get me pregnant.

I'd stop taking 'em

if I was pregnant.

I think we'd have to be

married first for that.

Is that a proposal?

I know what you want.

I'm going to give you

what you really want.

- All right.

- You're gonna love this, baby.

You guys like it

- when girls are angry...

- Ow.

and pissed off when they're

giving you head, huh?

- Really? Come on now.

- Yeah.

That's how you like it.

- You pervs like it like this.

- All right, that's...

Ah, God!

God! What the f***?!

Ah, my eyes.

God damn...

get me some water.

No. No water.

What the f*** happened

to my f***ing head?

You scorned me, Kevin.

Oh, baby, I'm... I'm sorry.

- You took my heart...

- I'm really sorry.

and you...

you broke my heart.

I'm sorry, baby.

And you know how much

that was going to hurt me.

Um...

I knew.

I'm stupid.

I'm really sorry.

I was just...

You know what?

You know what?

I love you.

I love you.

Do you know what I was going

to tell you this weekend?

What?

This weekend,

I was going to tell you

that we're going to have a baby.

I took a pregnancy test last week.

I am growing an innocent little

baby right here in my tummy.

And you know I could

never abort a baby.

I could never harm an innocent life.

- I'm going to be sick.

- You know that, right?

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