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It's been four months.

How's Greggie?

He's good.

So I hear.

How's Becky?

Uh, that's nothing.

It's just a party thing.

Couple of parties.

It's not going anywhere.

Oh, OK.

Um, why did you want to see me?

Thanks.

No worries.

I miss you.

Remember that time when we thought

you were, like...pregnant?

The first time or the second time?

Either. Either.

Yes.

Well, I've been thinking about that.

The idea of us, you and me,

having a kid.

Where does that sit for you now?

OK. What's going on?

Ava, lately...

Things in my life have just been

clicking into place,

and it's making me think

maybe kids, family and all that.

Maybe that's my thing.

Your thing?

Yeah, that I'm supposed

to be doing in life.

Now.

With you.

Oh, come on!

OK, Jonah, why don't you

tell me why we're really here?

What? This.

For this. Yeah.

What are you thinking?

Calling me up after four months...

OK. Ava, the thing is...

The thing is, Jonah,

that you are entirely incapable

of considering other people's feelings.

Ever since your mother died,

people have cut you so much slack,

and now you just crash through life

without even thinking about anything

but what you want in the moment.

I mean, as if I would want to have

a baby with someone like that!

# Two lost cousins

# And one new watch

# A chauffeur-driven dream

# Told us where to drop

# All of our feelings

# They're in the Porsche

# So no-one could avoid

# So no-one

could avoid

# Hold on

# To where you're from

# It's where your heart goes

# When you're done

# So let's say

# I'll come another day

# And maybe you'll understand

# I look into your eyes

# And you don't know who I am... #

I just need more time.

Jonah, you've been very lucky so far, but

with any cancer there's risk of a spread.

It's a small risk...

How small?

Apart from anything else, I don't have

another available time until the 10th.

That's over three weeks away.

The 10th is good.

When you're dealing with cancer, Jonah,

three weeks is a very long time.

I'll take the 10th.

Hey...we cracked a record on Friday.

Two grand, pure profit, after expenses.

So that's, you know, $737 each.

It's a weekly wage. A f***ing good one!

Oh. Cool.

I owe you two bucks, but...it's...cool.

It's f***ed, isn't it?

You know, if you want

to talk about it, it's...

..just...hit me.

What's the calendar for?

That's, uh, humiliatingly basic.

Yeah, are you just looking for

excuses to get me over here?

Sprung. You got me.

I rig all the computers to malfunction

once a week just to get you over here.

Sorry.

Yeah, no. Go. Go.

Gus, I'm at work.

You need to call Jonah.

You need to talk to Jonah right now.

He's pushed back his treatment.

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