We Don't Live Here Anymore
You want a drink?
I think we're out of beer.
- We out of beer?
- You're empty.
- I'll go get some.
- I'll go.
- No, I'll go. I don't care.
- No, I'll go. I could use the air.
Jungle warrior!
Wait.
What are we doing?
I don't know.
Should we stop this?
Stop what?
- Oh, my God.
- Should we stop?
- No.
- I don't ever wanna stop.
- I don't either.
- I'll meet you tomorrow at 12 at Shane's.
- Yeah, okay.
- All right.
Okay.
- Bye, you guys.
- All right. Good night.
- Come here.
- What?
- Come here. Get in here.
- What? Terry?
What's the matter?
No more of this crap, all right?
From now on, we act like a married couple.
- No more flirting around. You understand?
- No. How could I?
Who can understand
such a flaming pile of bullshit?
Oh, Jack. Come on, don't play dumb.
- Please.
- Terry...
...why don't you have some wine.
We've been drinking gin.
I don't want wine.
Let's talk about this in the morning.
You're drunk and we're gonna fight.
And you have that look of yours.
Forget that look of mine.
Let's talk about you and Edith.
These damn errands.
Somebody runs out of something...
...some goddamn egg rolls, and off you go,
you and Edith.
Egg rolls? Really?
Egg rolls?
What are you talking about?
You know, you shouldn't
leave me with Hank...
...and put me in that position.
- What position?
- Jack, listen to me.
- What?
Something's going on.
I mean, either you want it to,
or it is.
That is such a lot of horseshit. Okay?
What is wrong with me and Edith going off
to get a goddamn six-pack of beer?
What are you really worried about?
It's you and Hank being left alone together.
- I see you two. You're horny for Hank.
- Oh, please.
- I'm supposed to feel guilty because of that?
- I'm horny for my husband.
Jesus. We're not a couple of fucking
honeymooners anymore, for chrissake.
Why aren't we?! We've been married
so long that you're bored?
- Terry.
- No. Is that what it is?
- You can leave anytime.
- Terry...
Maybe we should talk about...
...how long this is gonna last.
- Terry!
- I am not going anywhere!
- The kids'll be fine.
If you're suffering...
...if this is such a disappointment.
- You're the only wife I know...
...that gets pissed off at her husband
for not hanging on her at a party!
- You see Hank fondling Edith every second?
Hank doesn't love her.
He told me while you were out.
- He said that to you?
- Yeah.
- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.
Why? Why did he tell you that?
I don't know. He just said it.
What were you doing?
He just blurted that out? Seems odd.
We were talking.
How else do people tell each other things?
When people say things like that
Yeah, I was blowing him on the porch.
- What do you care?
- I don't.
- As long as you tell me the truth.
- The truth?
Jack, you won't even admit the truth.
- You don't really love me.
- Terry, it's not true.
It's never been true. And when you say shit
like that, for one minute it is the truth!
- Do you understand me?
- F*ck you!
F*ck you!
Goddamn it!
Fucker!
Bastard!
I'm trying to concentrate!
Give me back my paper!
Oh, shit.
Dad!
Stop it! You're making too much noise.
Oh, shit.
Mom!
Stop it!
Come back here!
Mom!
- Mom!
- What?!
Go to school.
It's summer. I don't have to.
You go to school.
It's Saturday. I don't have to.
So, what are you gonna do today?
Make up stories.
Why?
Make people laugh. Make people cry.
But why?
- Hey, have you seen my keys?
- Yeah. They're over here.
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