The Upside of Anger Page #4

of boundaries?

Okay, that's it.

I'm drinking them both.

Give me the drink.

I-I wasn't looking.

All right?

I, uh...

I didn't see much.

All right, well...

what are you doing here?

- What do you want?

- Well, little Emily invited me...

for dinner.

- She did?

- Yes, she did,

and I think you know

my position on free food.

Which one of you

recites Brownie?

Come on, your mother

told me once that one of you

recites Brownie,

beautifully.

Oh. Browning,

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

and I was telling you that...

um... Popeye,

a few years back

when you were like,

I don't know, nine or 10 or so.

I had her read Browning

and she used to

commit some

of the poems to memory

and recite them here

at the dinner table.

That's right.

That's what it was.

That sounds...

that sounds good.

I've never heard anything

like it before

but it...

it sounds fun.

To who?

To all of us,

if she can remember.

Popeye?

Can we do this tomorrow night

when I've had notice

and can make plans

to eat somewhere else?

I don't remember any

of them anyway.

I do.

- You do?

- Yeah.

Really?

Wow.

I'm impressed.

Good.

You should be.

What's so funny?

Nothing. Just...

You're just all...

I don't know...

very female.

I got her number in Sweden...

from Helen Trailer.

It forwards and I...

called last night.

It must've been the middle

of the night there.

It was Grey that answered.

I'm sure of it.

Yeah. I hung up

like a six-year-old.

Ah, he'll marry her.

I'd bet any money in the world.

What do you think

you'll do?

Eh, what can I do?

Well, you're set up,

right?

Right?

I mean Grey's got to be

pretty chunky

in the money department,

- plus, you have...

- I have, what?

Bills?

Responsibilities?

Four girls?

One that hates me,

two or three that are

leaning that way.

You can have your damn lots

back there, Denny.

I'm not here

for the lots.

Then leave.

Any other reason than that

for you to be here, frankly,

is just pitiful.

- Are you okay?

- No.

I'm a wreck.

She's gonna take us

to school.

You see women...

on TV, in the movies,

and they get left

or whatever.

You just wanna kick 'em,

they're so whiny.

Look at me.

I hate his guts.

I hate his guts for what he's done.

Oh.

He's a pig,

your dad.

Just a vile, selfish,

horrible pig,

but you know what?

I'm not gonna trash him

to you girls.

I'm not.

I hate him too.

I hate him so much.

I know you do, baby.

You're human.

How could you not?

#When your eyes

were open wide #

- All right. See you.

- # For the the last... #

Hey, hey, wait.

Who is that?

He's cute.

That's Gorden Reiner.

He's new.

He's from Chicago.

- Go meet him.

- Yeah.

I met him. He's not

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