Your Sister's Sister Page #5

or sisters?

- Now you're talking.

I had a brother.

- That's right.

I'm sorry.

- Don't be sorry.

- I knew that.

- Don't.

- That's... I'm sorry.

That's my bad.

- Why are you sorry?

- I don't know.

- There's nothing

to be sorry about.

I used to have a brother,

and I don't anymore.

And that's what it is, you know?

It's like,

it is what it is,

and it sucks.

And it... you know, it was,

you know,

it was terrible, obviously.

But, um...

but I'm good.

And, um, thank you for that.

But it's not necessary.

- To your brother.

- To your sister.

And her sister, being you.

- That would be me.

- Yeah.

- I guess

I better drink then.

- Come on.

Mm-mm!

Mm-mm.

- I can't.

- Look, if we're gonna

drink to someone

as awesome as your sister

and my dead brother,

we're throwing

the sh*t back.

- Okay.

- Come on, wham it.

Mm!

There it is.

- Holy sh*t.

- Yet another similarity

with you and Iris.

I can talk her into drinking

anything.

I can't believe you let me

talk you into that.

That's really great.

You want another one?

(festive salsa music)

Okay, my best friend

is your sister.

- Right.

- It's like a kind of in-law,

of sort, that makes us.

You know what I'm saying?

- What are you talking about?

- I'm doing...

- Yeah, no, no, no, go, go, go.

I cut you off when you were

actually going

with something good.

- I'm drawing

a brilliant parallel.

Go again.

(mumbling)

Going down.

Getting weird with the...

(slurring) All right,

let me tell you something.

- Yeah!

- All right,

it's not that I was...

I was in love with her.

I was totally f***ing

in love with her.

But what I was in love with

was the potential that

she was holding that was me.

- Right.

- Does that make sense?

- Right.

- That's what I was

in love with.

- Right, right.

- Was that.

- And then I started

to realize, like,

it was like I gave her

all my, like, zhuzh,

all my good stuff.

Is this making any sense?

- Yeah.

You shouldn't do that.

- And, like... and she

wouldn't give it back.

So, like, as the... as the...

as, like, the years went on

and everything went on,

I was just, like...

this is gonna sound

so f***ing melodramatic.

I was, like, this f***ing,

like, little f***ing bird,

Like, in a cage.

And finally she came over

and unlocked it,

and I just sat there.

- Wow.

- I sat there

for three more months

when she was hooking up

with a...

(gagging)

Ugh, this woman, girl,

who's so much younger than me.

And I just couldn't...

I just sat there

and waited for her

to be attracted

to me again

or to just look at me

like I was, uh...

- Whoa.

We're gonna stop

this conversation.

I got a sense of it, okay?

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