Our Souls at Night

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And we will be

broadcasting live from the fairgrounds

in Pueblo on Friday

and again next Tuesday.

Mike and I will be eating corn dogs.

Mike says that's his favorite.

Rob, what's yours?

It's gonna be the funnel cake,

I must admit, yes.

The funnel cake?

Okay, hope to see you guys all there.

Lena, thank you. Well, right now,

looking a lot like fall outside...

Looking due west, so we do have...

And, uh, you know, for the most part,

they're not dumping a lot of rain

at this point.

They actually have some movement to them,

so not very stationary,

staying on point, I should say.

So, as we go through

the hour-by-hour here,

maybe around midnight tonight...

We're gonna stop this here.

- Hello, Louis.

- Hello, Mrs. Moore.

Addie.

Is everything all right?

Can I talk to you about something?

Sure.

- May I come in?

- Oh, oh, yeah, sure.

This is the next storm system moving

into the Pacific Northwest.

This will come in our direction

over the next two days

and really clear everything

on out of here.

So the highs today,

we only saw the lower 70s today.

Tomorrow, much the same.

We're gonna be embedded

in a lot of cloud cover,

maybe a few streaks of sun here and there.

But by Saturday, watch this.

So...

by the time we get into Sunday

because that system comes right through,

- dries us out...

- Oh, oh! I'm so sorry.

I want to suggest something to you.

It's a... proposal of sorts.

Not marriage.

It is a kind of marriage-like question,

actually, but, um...

I'm getting cold feet.

Would you be interested in coming

to my house sometime to sleep with me?

- Did I take your breath away?

- Yeah.

See...

we're both alone.

You know, we've been on our own for...

for years.

And, uh...

I'm lonely,

and I'm guessing you might be, too.

Louis, it's not about sex.

I lost interest in that a long time ago.

No, it's, um...

It's about getting through the night,

you know?

About...

lying down in bed together and...

And talking through the night

until we fall asleep, that kind of thing.

Nights are the worst, don't you think?

But I think I could sleep again

if there was somebody next to me,

you know, someone nice.

- I don't know.

- Is it...

Would that be something

of interest to you?

Can I think about it?

Certainly, of course.

I'll... I'll call you, okay?

I'll give you a call.

I'm sure Diane had your number

here somewhere.

- Thank you for your time.

- No, thank you.

Oh, here. Stupid door.

Here, let me get that.

Thank you.

He's a puzzle. He's a puzzle.

And if he drinks half as much

as I hear he does,

then I am glad he lost his job.

About time, I say.

- And his dad...

- I remember him.

His dad was just exactly like him.

He used to paint that old

kind of jalopy car

all those ridiculous colors

and just for attention.

And then he had the guts to drive

that piece of crap around town...

cruising the streets.

It was one ugly vehicle.

We can say one thing

about those two guys, father and son...

they knew what "cocktail hour" was.

Oh, yeah.

- Hello?

- Uh, Addie?

Hello?

- Addie?

- Hi!

This is Louis Waters.

- Hello, Louis.

- Hi.

So, uh, I've been thinking

about what you suggested,

and I think I'd like to try it.

Oh.

Well, uh, when... when were you thinking?

Tomorrow night?

What time tomorrow?

Nine?

- Okay, tomorrow works for me.

- Okay.

- Um, I'll see you then.

- Right.

What are you doing back here?

Well, I wasn't sure if...

You know how it is. People talk.

Um...

How about a drink?

Sounds like a good idea.

Red okay?

Do you have any beer?

I'll get some beer for you next time.

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