Let's Kill Ward's Wife

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Okay, everybody!

Hello!

Hi!

Thanks for coming.

Um, so this is

a really big day for me.

Uh, I guess. Well, duh.

'Cause it's

my only son's baptism.

Yay. Ooh-ooh!

Um...

I love paper.

I do. It's, like, my passion.

And I've always wanted

to own my own papiere.

Not that you care,

because I don't...

I don't tell people that, because

people steal ideas all the time.

It's happened to me

numerous occasions with... what?

Huh? What did you say?

You just said something. What?

I didn't say anything.

Yes, you did. You made, like,

a noise or something. I...

Whatever.

Great.

Um...

- God, um...

- You were saying?

I know what I'm saying!

I know what I'm saying.

Just let me say it.

I had this whole thing prepared

about god and paper and love

and godparents,

and it was all tied in together.

Now I can't do it now.

I can't do it now.

So, um...

You know what?

You can say something.

Ward!

Say it. Okay. Okay.

I'll just plate the cake.

We would like to thank...

no, not "we," ward.

I wanted to say something,

and you ruined it.

You didn't let me say it,

so now it's on you.

You can f***ing say something,

you a**hole.

Thank you all for coming. Uh...

I thought that we

could be so much more

we've got cake! Right.

I just wanna smash

her f***ing face

right in that f***ing cake.

I put my heart into that

speech, and you ruined it.

Honey, I didn't say...

you gonna let her up?

I wouldn't. F*** her.

Are you sure

it's not in your bag?

Yeah, honey, I'm sure. You said

you saw it in the bathroom?

I never said that.

You're nervous.

No, I'm not... I'm not

nervous, I'm excited.

I mean, it's robin peters,

you know?

I don't even remember

the last thing she was in.

How does she look these days?

Well, here.

Pretty good.

Hmm.

Do you think she has implants?

Maybe I should get implants.

Maybe her, not you.

Well, it looks like it.

See if you can tell,

but don't be obvious.

Can you give me a break?

Babe, I checked there.

Huh.

Well, thank you.

All right.

I love you.

I will see you later.

I love you too.

Maybe we can do

some loving tonight?

Yeah. Okay.

Lily, come on, honey.

We gotta move.

Hello? Y... oh.

Sorry. Hey.

Uh, yeah, yeah. I got it all.

Got her lunch, her snack,

got all her sh*t.

What? She can't hear me. She's

in the other room. Shh, shh.

I'm right here.

She just rounded the corner.

We got it. We'll be there.

Traitor. Potty mouth.

Honey... again!

Chicken wrap, all white,

no tomato, salsa... extra salsa.

On the side!

Christ! On the side!

On the side. I got it, babe.

Morning. Morning, Stacy.

Apparently I'm

your number one neighbor.

You got a tough one there, my friend.

Well...

Late start for you, huh?

Nah, I just forgot my shades.

Oh, there you go.

You know, you got

a brake light out there, ward.

Really?

Yep. Brake light is out.

I'm gonna need to see

you driver's license

and registration.

Okay. I got...

hold it. Give me a second.

Ward. Yeah?

I'm kidding. I'm your neighbor.

You have a good day, my friend.

Thanks, Bruce.

Yeah!

Hello.

You know what the f***ing problem is?

Good morning.

Every f***ing morning,

I spend nearly $3

for my iced coffee, mind you,

which is the same as the drip,

which is given to you at the

counter, where you pay.

But is my iced coffee

given to me at the counter?

I am guessing no.

Do you know how long it takes

to make a blended drink?

Uh, seven hours.

F*** you. A long f***ing time.

These people move

with the urgency of a glacier.

Hold on. Hey, you need a hand?

Oh, I got it. You sure?

Mm-hmm. How's your iced coffee?

It's the best one yet.

You like it creamy?

I'll see you tomorrow.

Who was that? The chick

that works the counter.

Wow. You really let her know how you feel.

F*** you. She's cute.

She sucks at her job,

but she's f***ing cute.

Hey, are we still on for Sunday?

Yeah, we better be.

Good. A father's day golf

is just what the doctor ordered.

Of course, I'll spend my day

hitting tour-quality shots

while p*ssy ward

thins every iron

and somehow manages

to end up on the green.

Oh, hey, I'm pulling up

to robin peters.

Oh, dude, that's today?

Yeah. I'll fill you in later.

W-w-wait. Tell her she

sucked in prairie girl.

Ms. Peters, I'm so sorry I'm late.

Tom Bradford, ego magazine.

Mr. Bradford,

I've been doing interviews

for over two decades now,

and not once have I had

to wait for the interviewer.

I'm... I'm so sorry I'm late.

Uh...

You are seven minutes late.

Relax.

Sit down.

Thank you.

Hey.

Sorry. We, uh... we were...

we just got a muffin.

We stopped, and the line was...

I've actually never seen

a line that long.

Sure. Hey, tootsie. Sorry.

Why don't you

go into your classroom,

and we'll be right there, okay?

Go on inside, okay?

Go on. Run, run.

What does that mean, "sure"?

Nothing.

Can you take lily this weekend?

You can't do this weekend?

I was just hoping we could

switch weekends is all.

I mean, if it's a big deal,

then...

No. I can help you out.

Thanks. You're welcome.

You got a hot date? Or... no?

Nothing? You just... you

just wanna be alone?

Get some alone time?

It's not like a Vegas girl's weekend...

can you switch with me or not?

Look, I'm just trying to have

an adult conversation here.

Is that what this is?

You're being super defensive,

so, uh...

so I guess I'll take that

as you have a new lover.

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