Lovely Molly Page #3

What's going on, Molly?

I don't know.

I can't remember.

Are you using again?

- Did Hannah say that?|- I didn't talk to Hannah.

Are you using again?

I smoked a little pot|on my birthday.

That's it.

You know you shouldn't be|doing any of that stuff, babe.

I know. It was just one joint.

You're smarter than that.

When are you leaving again?

Monday.

A short one,|just a couple of days.

I'll be back Wednesday.

I can cancel if you want.

No.

Just go.

We need the money.

Who's alive?

What?

Yesterday when I found you|in the spare room,

you said, "He's alive."

Who's he?

I think this is going to be|good for us, babe.

It's been too long|since we've gone.

Yeah. It has.

Well, suddenly Tim|comes back into town,

and you don't return|my phone calls?

Yeah, I know.|I've just been out of it, you know?

You okay?|You feeling all right?

I mean, Hensley said you|called in sick the other day.

Yeah. I just, you know...

I've got some stuff to figure out.

Well, are you sure?

Yeah.

All right.|Well, look. I got to go.

Yeah, I got to go.|Let's hang out though.

I mean, Ryan's got to get Peter.

And I love you.|And I miss you. And I just want...

It's going to be all right,|Molls, all right?

I know.

Hey, babe, good morning.

I didn't want to wake you. I...

I made some eggs.|I made some bacon.

Babe.

Babe...

F***!

F***!

Goddamn!

Jesus.

Molly?

Molly!

Molly?

Ron?

You okay?

Yeah, I guess so.

You don't look so good.

Thank you, Ron.

Maybe you should go home.|You might be contagious.

I need the hours, Ron. Come on.

I mean...|I promise I won't cough on anyone.

Look, I'm not supposed to let you|work when you're sick, Molly.

It's not good for the customers|to see you like this.

Come on, Ron.

I'll work back here|if you want me to.

Seriously?

Yeah. Sure.

Just stay out of sight, okay?

Who's there?

Who is it?

Molly, Lovely Molly...

Something is wrong with me.

I'm feeling something.

Someone.

Someone that couldn't|possibly be here anymore.

I... I went through some things,

after my dad died.

And I saw some things...

Some things|that didn't make sense.

And no one...

No one believed me.

I'm going to|show people this time.

Show them all of it.

You did lay in my arms

Molly, lovely Molly

I'll return in the spring

When the angels

And the turtle doves

And the nightingale sing

No. No. No.

Please.|Please. Please. No. No. No.

Please, no.|Why? Why? No. No. No! No!

Not again! No!

Please, no! No!

Molly, hold on a minute.

Don't punch in.

I need to see you in my office.

Close the door.

Please, Ron,|can you just stop it now?

Please.

I'm sorry I had|to show you that, Molly.

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