The Secrets of Emily Blair Page #3
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- 2016
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Yes, it has.
Father, this is Emily,
my fiancee.
Father Avital has been my priest
since, well, since I was born.
That makes me feel old.
Oh, please,
you don't look a day older
than the first day you
arrived at St. Mark's.
I wish.
It's a pleasure
to meet you, Emily.
William's mom and dad
speak very highly of you.
Oh, yeah.
They tell me you're in medicine.
She's a nurse at County.
Ah!
What an honorable profession.
Do you like it?
Em?
Um...
Father, I am sorry. She's
not been feeling very well.
In certain cases, it's the exact
thing that needs to be done.
Mmm. You could
be right.
Hey.
Can I talk to you for a second?
Yeah, sure.
Emily, what's going on?
Mmm.
What the hell?
I've seen you looking at me.
Emily, Jesus, this is
your engagement party.
What are you thinking?
If you don't want me,
then just tell 'me to stop.
Well, excuse me.
Oh, Jesus.
Emily, what are you doing?
All right, everyone, it's time
for the maid of honor to talk.
And get comfy,
'cause I tend to get a little
chatty after champagne.
Okay, so, I've known Emily since
freshman year of college.
That's when she was going
through what I like to call
her "mom jeans" phase.
But with my guidance she
rebounded from fashion disaster.
Sweetie, dial it back.
When she met Will,
I knew it was special.
so when she brought him up,
I just knew that...
Okay, Em, kind of
doing something up here.
Emily.
Oh, my God.
- Are you cut?
- Are you okay?
It's bleeding.
You're okay.
Oh, my God.
- Let's get you some water.
- Okay.
You're lucky
you didn't cut yourself.
Are you on something?
No! Of course not.
I just...
I don't know. I guess I just
had too much champagne.
No, I've seen you drunk. I've
never seen you act like that.
That was just plain rude.
I'm sorry.
You were acting
like a crazy person.
Do you want me to call
Hmm?
Do you want out?
No.
Well, you don't have to put on a
show, you just have to tell me.
You are my person.
I know I can act
crazy sometimes.
This isn't the norm
Em crazy, this is...
A little elevated?
Yeah, a little.
Hey, I'm not supposed to be there
for 20 more minutes, right?
I know.
Consider this
your reminder call.
I'm sorry, honey, I'm just not thrilled
about Catholic marriage class.
I know, but
it's important to my folks.
Father Avital means a lot to us
and if we want him to do the
wedding, we gotta do the classes.
Okay, I'm walking
out the door right now.
Attagirl.
Love you.
Sh*t.
Come on.
William.
Father.
Emily, it's nice
to see you again.
Uh... Again?
Uh. Father Avital was at our engagement
party, sweetie. I introduced you.
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