Some Velvet Morning Page #8

The honesty, the surprise, I

mean...

- Do you?

- Yes! That's why I'm here.

You're seeing me! I wanted to show

you me, for the first time, naked.

This is me.

This is the Fred that I always

wanted to show you.

- I appreciate that.

- Yeah, but I don't think you understand.

I just don't think you get it.

I have not been this person for

a long time.

I mean, maybe not ever.

Or maybe the first time I saw you, that's when.

Maybe not even then. I don't know.

Do you remember that? Do you remember

the first time that I saw you?

When Chris brought you up to the

lake house...

and I was standing there grilling

at the barbecue like an a**hole...

babbling away, talking to you,

making small talk.

and Chris went into the house and

he was talking to his mother?

Do you remember?

And I'm sitting there jabbering

on and on and on...

and I was staring at you and you

were staring at me...

and you had that cute little

smile on your lips.

You just stared into my eyes, and

I don't think you blinked once.

And then you walked away...

and you went into the house...

to find my son.

And I knew then...

that we had to be together, that

I had to be with you.

And that there was nobody more

important, more beautiful...

or worth spending my time with.

I knew that I loved you.

And It's taken me a long time to

get there.

And that's why I've come here.

To get down on one knee and to

tell you how much I love you.

It's been four years, though.

I know. I know.

Do you? Okay, just so you do.

I do.

Well, people...

You know, people can do...

Things can be...

Yeah, people do funny things.

Yeah. I know.

Why are you doing this to me

today, Fred?

'Cause I don't feel the same way

for you.

Not in the same way that you're

saying.

I don't. Not anymore.

- You don't?

- No.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Really, Fred, though, how could

I, you know? It's been so long.

How is it possible? I mean, how

really...

I'm sorry.

You know, you said sorry before and

it didn't sound so great then.

And now it just sounds repetitive. So could

you come up with something else maybe?

Oh, God. Please don't be mean

right now.

Well, what do you want me to be?

I just left my other life for

you.

For you!

- I didn't ask you to.

- No, I know that.

Okay, you're right. I'm aware of that

little crack in my f***ing armor...

or my plan, or whichever one of those

f***ing things gets a crack in it.

But still, what I did was I left

it for you. Okay?

- And, Fred, it's very flattering.

- Oh, come on!

Don't f***ing do that! Don't be

condescending to me!

I am not a f***ing toddler!

All right? Things are not going

great for me right now, okay?

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