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But now you're telling me all about

your boyfriend. Oh, sorry, your fianc.

So either we've become best friends

over dinner or you're lying to me.

I'm guessing

you're lying to me.

You don't really have a boyfriend, do you?

But you want one.

You want somebody who cares about you...

- Worries about you...

- Please, don't.

You've got a great family.

You've got Lorraine.

Jimmy and Rose. They love you.

They're probably getting worried about you.

Maybe we should give them a call. Yeah?

Tell them you're okay.

What do you think?

What should we say?

I know.

We should say you made other plans.

No. You probably already said that one.

You know what?

You should think of something.

You're a good liar.

Go ahead.

Go!

No.

Hello? Hello?

Hey, Rosie.

Can you get your mommy on the phone?

Who's calling, please?

- It's Auntie Angie.

- Mommy, it's Aunt Angie.

Give me a second, okay?

Hey, where are you?

- Angela?

- I'm not feeling well.

What do you mean?

We're all waiting for you.

She says she's not feeling well.

That's what she said the last time.

Can I talk to my sister, please?

Where are you, Angie?

She's got a real job. It's not like...

Angela?

I went home.

What's wrong? Where is she?

I don't understand.

Last time I talked to you,

you were on your way.

What about the costume?

Let's just eat.

You should know your sister by now.

It would be nice if you'd try

and put your family

ahead of your work sometimes.

That's enough. Give me the phone.

Angie, what's wrong?

Hello? I can't hear her.

Sweetie? Can you hear me?

- Hi, Mom. I'm here.

- Honey, what happened? Where are you?

I don't know.

I think it's the flu.

You really sound terrible.

Are you sure you're okay?

Yeah. I just need some rest.

Okay.

Rest up and hopefully you'll

feel better for lunch tomorrow.

And don't worry about the costume, okay?

- Merry Christmas, angel. I love you.

- I love you too, Mom.

That was the best Christmas present

anyone's ever given me.

Thank you.

And now I have a present for you.

Go ahead.

Open it.

Aren't you even curious?

Open it.

Yes.

Bet you're curious now.

Okay. Enough torture.

Watch. It's all cued up.

- Why are you showing this to me?

- Wait.

You f***ed up now, a**hole.

Sorry you had to see that.

You want to go for a stroll?

These guys always do whatever they want.

Here we go.

Rocky, sit down!

Why did you do that?

Rocky, shut the f*** up!

- Let me help you up.

- Don't.

- Don't touch me!

- I'm not gonna hurt you. All right?

You're hurting my arm.

That's because you won't

relax your arms. Okay?

- Come on.

- Just let me go. I won't tell anyone.

Yeah, I believe you.

I just need to show you something.

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