Rabbit Hole Page #3

There's a couple of years' worth

of clothes here.

Think of all the money you're gonna save.

- It's not about the money.

- Well, it should be.

Come on, Izzy.

You gotta start thinking about that.

I mean, especially if the dad's a musician. It

costs a lot to raise a child, I'm telling you.

It would just be weird, Becca,

if it was a boy, to see him running around

in Danny's clothes.

I would just feel weird about it.

Yeah.

- I'm sorry. Of course it would be weird.

- It was a nice offer.

You're gonna get a lot of clothes.

Christmas, birthdays.

- You don't have anything to worry about.

- It's probably a girl, anyway.

You know,

I'm a little psychic about these things.

Remember, I said Sheila was having a girl?

And Karin!

- I think there's a girl in there.

- I hope there is. I mean, I want a girl.

I want it to be healthy, obviously,

but I really hope it's a girl.

Me, too.

You want some coffee cake?

I've got some coffee cake for us.

I'm actually gonna take off

because I promised Howie

that I'd pick up some dinner.

Looks good, though.

Here. Eat some cake.

- When did Rick ever beat me at squash?

- Did he mention Debbie at all?

You can call her, you know.

Get the reports directly.

I don't want to call

her. She should call me.

I would have been there for her if anything

had ever happened to Robbie or Em.

I wouldn't have vanished the way she did.

I wouldn't.

Howie?

You know what I mean?

Yeah.

Howie.

Turn around.

Come on. You need to relax.

- Your shoulders are all knotted up.

- Yeah.

Yeah.

Forget about Debbie

and whatever else is bothering you.

I know what this is. Dimming the lights...

You're trying to seduce me.

You're plying me with... With liquor.

It worked in college.

That's enough. That's enough.

Where are you going?

No, I just... I'm feeling antsy tonight.

I'm sorry. It just... It was a weird day.

- Right.

- What, now you're gonna pout?

- It's been eight months.

- But who's keeping track?

I am. I'm keeping track.

I'm not ready yet, Howie.

All right? I'm just...

I'm sorry if you think that that's abnormal.

I don't.

I don't think it's abnormal at all, but...

So, what's the problem?

We need to at least head in that direction,

which might feel strange at first, but...

- But you want to have sex.

- Don't say it like that.

- You're trying to rope me into having sex.

- I am not. I wasn't roping you into sex.

- Al Green isn't roping?

- No.

- Al Green?

- I thought it was nice. That's all.

I was trying to make things nice.

You can't. You just can't, all right?

I'm sorry. Things aren't nice anymore.

Babe, will you hold him for a second?

Just hold him like that.

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