While You Were Sleeping Page #4

or what l would have|when l got older.

And, you know,|it was the normal stuff.

You know, ld have a house|and family and things like that.

Not-- You know, not that lm,|lm complaining or anything.

Cause, you know, l have,|l have, l have a cat.

l have an apartment,|um--

Sole possession of the remote|control. Thats very important.

lts just...

l never met anybody that|l could laugh with, you know?

D--

Do you believe in love|at first sight?

Nah, l bet you dont. Youre|probably too sensible for that.

Or have you ever like|seen somebody and,

and you knew that if only|that person really knew you...

they would, well, of course, dump|the perfect model that they were with...

and, and realize that you were|the one that they wanted...

to just grow old with.

Have you ever fallen in love with|somebody you havent even talked to?

Have you ever been so alone you spend|the night confusing a man in a coma?

Bryan Lynch.|Mr. Bryan Lynch,

please call|Amber Lynch at 2617.

Oh, my god.

Bye.

- Lucy!|- Hi.|- We didnt know you were here.

- Hi.|- Hi. Were you here all night?

Youre like me.|l could always sleep anywhere.

And believe me, she has.

Wait to go, Gram!

- So, hows Peter?|- Oh, well, hes got more color.

- He has some color.|Looks like he has some color.|- Yeah.

Well, l, l have to go, so it|was great to see you guys again.

- Tell her. Go on, tell her.|- Yeah.

We didnt get to, uh,|celebrate Christmas, so, uh,

it would be nice|if you could join us.

Oh, um-- Oh, l-l-l would|love to, but l, l cant.

- Jacks gonna be there.|- Thats right.|You havent met Jack yet.

- No, not yet.|- Oh, hell be so happy to meet you.

- So youll come tonight?|- l, l, l really shouldnt|because l have to work.

-l cant.|-Well, look here. Put your phone|number and address down there.

- Midgell call you|and talk you into it.|- Okay.

And heres another card|for when you change your mind.

Were in the estate|furniture business.

We buy furniture|from dead people.

Okay. All right, well|l have, l have it.

- So, bye. Bye.|- Bye, dear. See you later.

Bye.

- Maam? Excuse me, maam.|- What? What is this?

lm sorry, Mrs. Callaghan.|These are your husbands things.

- Hes not my husband!|- lm sorry. Your fiancee.

Uh, youre Peters fiancee?

- Okay.|- Dalton Clark.

Colleague of Peters at Lubel,|Parker, Jacobs and Fink.

- l have to go now.|- Oh, hes a great guy.

Hes had a tough year. What,|with the accident last month and all.

- Accident?|- Well, of course it was an accident?

l mean, it wasnt my--|Did he tell you it was my fault?

Were playing basketball,|all right? l carry a pencil!

- lm a lawyer! l do that!|- Okay.

- Jesus, whats he telling--|- lts gonna be okay.

- So whats the big deal?|- Whats the big deal?

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