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No, I just...

Okay, it better not be about

that creep on the trip.

- Kirsten!

- I'm sorry. I'm just asking.

- I mean, hell, I feel guilty about it.

- No, it's just...

It's about a lot of things.

- You're back.

- Hi, Mrs. Kennedy.

The bugs seemed to like you.

Oh... yeah.

I actually think the insects over there,

prefer the taste of bug-spray.

So, I was just doing laundry,

and I ran out of detergent before I left.

Do you have some?

A woman doesn't run out of detergent.

Dmitri called.

You haven't decided on the wedding band.

Yeah, I know. I just got back today.

But I have it on my list

to call him tomorrow.

And the caterer? And the florist?

You have a deposit due for the dress.

And Myrna won't finish

the alterations, until you pay it.

- I know.

- You know?

And still you left on some trip,

with your friends.

Well, I'm back now. Who would've known

weddings would be this hard, right?

Marriage is hard.

Kids are hard.

You know nothing of either.

If you can't handle something so silly,

so simple, as a wedding...

then I pray for my son.

Don't forget your detergent.

- This is it. We're here!

- You look beautiful. It's fine!

Look at this rock!

This is a rock!

Hi, Cyrano! How's my favorite puppy?

I missed you so much. Yes, I did!

- We were hoping you'd stop by today.

- Hi, Mr. Matheson.

Poor boy. He's been

moping about for over a week.

I don't think I've seen him

this sad since Silvia passed.

So, how was your trip?

Exhausting. It's good to be back.

That's for sure.

- Vacations can do that.

- Do what?

Well, make you miss the little things.

- It's good to have you back, Casey.

- Thanks, Mr. Matheson. It's good to be back.

Well, you two go have fun.

And thanks for walking him.

Thanks. We will.

Come on, boy. Come on. Come on.

Come on, Cyrano.

I have to postpone the wedding.

I just...

I can't do it.

- I know. I know it's really hard.

- I can't do it.

- I'm not ready.

- I know, honey.

That's why you need to talk to him,

tonight. Tell him how you feel.

You owe it to him and yourself.

If you wait any longer, it will be

too close to the wedding to turn back.

And how...

Mom, please. Enough already.

I don't want to hear it anymore.

Well, you're going to.

Mom, Casey and I are getting married.

You need to start accepting it.

You're my son. The only good thing

I have in this wretched world,

and I will not just watch you

make the same mistakes I did.

For the last time, Mom, my fianc is not,

nor has she ever, cheated on me.

That's what I said about your father.

She's not good for you.

I've gotta go.

I'll see you later.

- You're late.

- I know. I'm sorry, babe. Work was...

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