Melinda and Melinda Page #3

but do you have any vodka?

- Vodka?

- Maybe we should call a doctor.

lt's OK.

l just need something to calm my nerves.

- Do you live in this building?

- l've been subletting for a month.

- Somebody call a doctor.

- Careful.

- l'm gonna be sick.

- That's the best thing.

No, no, not on the carpet.

That's a new carpet. Go to the bathroom.

l smell smoke. Can you smell smoke?

God! The Chilean sea bass

lightly dusted with lime!

Should you be taking those pills?

You didn't have any dinner.

lf l don't, l can't sleep.

Well, Cassie's put on weight,

not that l'd ever say anything to her.

- Cassie's pregnant.

- Again?

They swear they're stopping at three children.

For me, two was just the right number.

- ls there any word?

- No, there's none. There's nothing.

Now, l don't want you to get panicky,

but l am planning on staying. Just for a while.

l just need to find a place

and settle in and rebuild my career.

And you did say that you had

enough room to put me up.

We were surprised you never showed up.

We had everything ready.

Lee had gotten your room in order.

l apologise for that. l was going through

a kind of confused down period.

l was worried. Lee couldn't figure out

how to get in contact with you.

l'd no idea you were using different names.

What happened?

l thought the worst was over.

- Can l speak openly?

- Of course.

l tried to commit suicide.

You didn't.

l did, and it wasn't a half-hearted attempt.

lt wasn't a cry for help.

Why? l thought everything that happened was

past. l thought you'd pulled yourself together.

Because that's what l wrote you,

and some days l honestly thought it.

But in the end,

l just couldn't take it any more.

Melinda.

You didn't find me because l was indisposed.

lf you've never been in a state mental hospital

in a straitjacket, l wouldn't recommend one,

especially not the one l was in,

in the Midwest.

l'm overwhelmed.

Are you OK? l mean...

l'm all right. l'm on the road back.

l'm still a little fragile

when everything closes in,

but l get stronger every day.

You know you're welcome to stay here

as long as you like.

- There. How long is she gonna stay?

- Why?

We promised my sister

could stay for Thanksgiving.

- Well, Thanksgiving's not for a while.

- Well, l'm just saying.

- She's trying to pull her life back together.

- She's her own worst enemy.

- You don't know the details.

- Details? What details?

She was married to some doctor.

She had two kids.

What was she doing playing around with...

What was he?

He was a photographer.

Melinda.

Lee's right. Whatever l went through,

l'm responsible for.

Look, we've all been drinking

and we're really tired. lt's...

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