P.S. I Love You Page #4

gonna give us the money...

...so we might as well have some fun."

No, don't clean.

No, I have to do something.

I can't talk anymore.

- Wanna stay with us while your sister's here?

- No.

I think...

You know, I think I should be home.

I think I need to be...

...home.

- Well...

...this is your home too, you know.

But that's good. Get back on your feet.

That's a good thing.

Hey, it's Gerry at Enniskerry Limo.

Leave a message.

Hey, it's Gerry at Enniskerry Limo.

Leave a message.

Hey, it's Gerry at Enniskerry Limo.

Leave a message.

Hey, it's Gerry at Enniskerry Limo.

Leave a message.

Holly? It's Mom. Are you all right?

Are you showering? Don't make me worry.

I'm worried you're not calling me back.

I know it's hard, honey, but don't lock

yourself in. It's been over a week.

- I'm here, okay?

Hey, it's Denise.

Listen, I buzzed your apartment.

Nobody's heard from you.

Where are you? All right, call somebody.

I love you.

I'll make him pay for it. I will.

Whatever you might do,

I can do more...

...because I know how to fight

better than you.

Why can't I be Bette Davis?

All right? I mean, the job...

...makes you cranky

at home every bloody day anyway.

You wanna have a baby? Let's do it.

See? I hate when you do that.

Hah. Do what?

"Let's have a baby." La-la-la!

In a five-floor walkup

we can barely move in.

You can't act like everything's just

gonna work out by itself, Gerry.

Why do I have to be the responsible

grownup who worries?

If you're killed, I'll be free.

If I'm killed, it really doesn't matter.

If we both die, good riddance!

Go ahead, crash it. Crash it!

Gerry, get the light.

It's your turn.

Mmm.

I just want to see you

When you're all alone

I just want to catch you if I can

I just want to be there When

the morning light explodes

On your face it radiates

I can't escape

I love you till the end

- Do all Irishmen sing?

- Heh.

I'll love you till the end

Ah. Only the really well-hung ones.

I can't fall asleep alone.

I'm right here, baby.

I had a terrible dream.

Don't tell me.

Gerry, I don't wanna go back to work.

- What should I do?

- Quit.

Stay here with me.

I don't have a plan, Gerry.

That's okay, luv,

your plans never work out anyway.

Hmm.

That's true.

And all because of the man

That got away

No more his eager call

The writing's on the wall

The dreams you dreamed Have all

Gone astray

The man that won you Has

run off and undone you

That great beginning Has seen a final inning

Don't know what happened

It's all a crazy game

No more that all-time thrill

For you've been

Through the mill

And never a new love

Will be the same

Good riddance, goodbye...

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