The Domestics Page #5

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everything happened.

You're still wearing your ring,

I see.

It feels weird to take it off.

In the beginning,

things were different.

He would sneak into my office

and leave sweet notes all over

the place for me to find.

We were crazy about each other.

But then life got hard.

All we did was fight.

It broke my heart.

And then the world changed.

Happiness isn't

out there, Nina.

Not anymore.

It's in front of you.

We need more wine.

Yes.

Dinner was amazing,

by the way.

That's all Theresa.

Those, uh, hamburger steaks

that we had tonight,

do you think you'd be willing

to do some trading?

Dry foods have been getting

a little bit old,

and I've got bullets,

tools, gas.

How about if I just

give you some?

If you can guess what it is.

Um... beef?

Now when was the last time

you saw a cow?

That's a good point. Um...

Uh, venison?

Mark, when was the last time

you saw a cow, a deer,

a dog, bird?

Hell, they all died out

before we started to.

It was...

It was meat, right?

I mean, it wasn't

a veggie burger

or a bean patty,

or, I don't know,

some vegan sh*t.

No.

No.

Not bad, right?

I mean, a little gamey,

but tender.

You okay?

I ate a f***ing person?

-We all did.

-Jesus Christ.

Come on, Mark.

The Darwin Awards, we made it.

We didn't drink the government

Kool-Aid.

We escaped the race wars,

toxins didn't do jack sh*t

to our immune systems.

When they hit

the reset button

and we said f*** you.

Now I think that allows us

a little freedom.

- Good people

didn't survive, Mark.

We did.

If you tell Nina what we ate,

I will kill you.

Keeping secrets from your wife?

Not the healthiest choice

in a marriage.

-I assume you tell your wife

everything.

-I do.

Then you're a f***ing liar.

We're leaving. Nina!

Whoa. Wait, calm down.

Now, listen.

Let me tell you

what's gonna happen.

You and Nina will stay

and continue to have

a wonderful time.

And if you don't,

I will bleed you both out

like pigs,

and feed you to my wife

and children. You understand?

Or maybe just you?

Seems to me Nina

would be better off.

One a day,

keeps the blues away.

Is everything all right here?

I was just about to mix up

a couple of cocktails

for Mark and me.

You ladies want one?

I make a killer Old Fashioned.

I'm okay.

Yeah, I'm good.

So who wants

to play a board game?

How about Monopoly?

Bella!

Bella! Bella!

Oh, my God!

Didn't expect to see me again,

did you?

Should've finished the job.

It's okay.

Mommy's here.

You're gonna be okay, baby.

Please don't hurt her.

Now, what do you want?

Anything.

Just don't hurt my--

Him.

And her.

They're yours.

Just give me my daughter.

Daddy.

It's okay. Mommy's here.

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