TiMER Page #4

Three days?

That's bullshit!

Excuse me.

Three days, Paul.

That is an unusually fast

countdown, but...

- It's better to know earlier.

- Than later?

Dick.

We're gonna have grandchildren,

after all!

Hey! My eggs, they can hear you!

Freshman year, that's my boy!

Oona.

You know what, I'm gonna go.

Oona, this must feel unfair.

Sorry about Brian.

Thank you, Paul.

It's okay, Mom, really.

No! Don't even think

about it, you stay.

I'm just gonna go to bed anyway.

It's fine.

Congratulations.

Bye bye.

What time do you get off?

What?

Do you want me to repeat it?

Yes, into the loudspeaker,

if you don't mind.

Believe me when I tell you,

this is your one shot,

so make it count.

Now, now, I get off now...

Nelson!

Hey dude, cover for me.

Not cool, bro.

So, what do you do?

Orthodontist.

Far out, like a dentist?

Yeah.

Only an orthodontist.

Cool.

So what's your name?

Uh... So, I have roommates.

How many?

Four. But they should be out.

Guys, where are your manners?

Everybody, this is Oona.

Oona, this is TJ, Zuckerman,

the skinny guy in the chair

is Greggy, and that's Wretch.

Uma, like Uma Thurman?

Sure.

Wretch, is it?

We'll be in the bedroom, it's

just around the corner there.

Lead the way.

Who is that?

I don't wanna know how old you are.

Okay?

OK.

How old are you?

I turn 30 this January.

Maybe this was a bad idea.

No! No, no, no. This is a great idea.

It's up there with, um...

Gravity, or cold fusion...

what-have-you, it's just...

It's a really, really good idea.

Four months to go, hm.

Yeah, well, you know...

Four... long months.

You enjoy that time.

What?

Yeah, I'll just-- I gotta...

- No, no. Stay.

- No, I really...

- I can't stay.

- No, no, can't-- Let's go back...

The kissing...

Hey.

Hey.

Who are you?

I'm him.

You know what they say

about a watched pot.

Attention residents. The raffle

will begin in 5 minutes.

- I'm fine.

- Did I ask?

Margaret? Is that you, Margaret?

Sure isn't, Sadie.

Oh, my mistake.

So? How are you?

I'm fine.

Mom even found me a date

for tomorrow night.

Somebody's grandson.

The woman is unstoppable.

Margaret!

Answer your mother, Margaret.

Yeah. Not your daughter, Sadie.

'Kay?

- Pardon me.

- Okay.

Did I totally ruin Jesse's night?

No! Matchmaker Ron

handled that all on his own.

You know, Romeo and Juliet were

14 when they found each other.

If only life were more

like theater camp.

Margaret. Is that you, Margaret?

Hang on.

You bet, Mom.

Great news:

I'm gay.

- You're...

- Gay!

Gay as the day is long.

Dykey-dyke, dyke.

Plus, my girlfriend...

She's black.

That's not funny.

I gotta go.

- It was a little funny.

- Miss DePaul.

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