"?" "?" "?" "?" "?" "I did" "?" "?" "excuse me?" "?" "?" "?" "and ?" "?" "I know how much you love that job okay?" "?" "?" "joe!" "victory... what do you mean you're not a halloween person?" "i love halloween." "one of the best nights of the year." "oh, come on." "it's just an excuse for women to dress up like sluts, and for men to wear makeup without their masculinity questioned." "and there goes my jack sparrow idea." "i think that halloween gives people license to not act like themselves." "it just irritates me." "so what do you do, just erase october 31st off the calendar?" "no, i ignore it." "and i focus on the holidays that i enjoy, like christmas." "do you ski?" "i snowboard." "have you ever been to aspen?" "no." "i would love to take you to this resort that my travel editor has raved about." "it's this hotel in the side of the mountain." "ski in, ski out." "four-star restaurant." "sounds great." "but a little pricey for me." "i guess i could pick up a catering shift." "well, don't worry about it." "okay?" "shane." "shane." "shane, honey?" "hi, honey." "where's your dad?" "he left for his business trip." "already, without saying good-bye?" "oh, yeah, he said to say good-bye." "too close." "honey, these are beautiful." "so taylor and his buddy, they don't want to be firemen anymore." "they want to be pirates." "you volunteered to sew costumes?" "please, come on." "what takes you 15 minutes will take me 15 years." "taylor will have to wear it to his prom." "please." "what did you do before me?" "i had a wife." "he made the costumes." "where you going?" "you don't need to do it right now." "honey... maya." "you outsource to me, i outsource to maya." "hi. i have a very special assignment for you." "how long is shane in vancouver?" "two days." "but he really had to go." "it's a big, big movie." "get to the part you're upset about." "i'm not upset." "you're smoking your straw." "he left without kissing me good-bye, and it's making me crazy." "who am i?" "when did i become the needy housewife?" "wanting your husband to kiss you good-bye doesn't make you needy." "okay, it makes you a little needy." "well, i can't stand myself like this." "why would i expect him to?" "stop it." "shane probably just wanted you to catch up on all the sleep that he got when you were the one bringing home the bacon." "what does it matter who brings home the bacon?" "i agree." "as long as there's enough bacon for everyone, it shouldn't matter." "why are you yelling at me?" "because kirby won't let me pay for a vacation." "do you ever let him pay for anything?" "wendy, he is struggling to just get by. i mean-- i know, believe me." "i get it, okay?" "just let him pay for a few little things every now and then." "it'll go a long way." "(victory) okay." "maya's on it." "thank you." "i'm too tired and sleep deprived to be near a fast-moving needle." "you guys, i had a nightmare about joe." "okay, he was mountain climbing in a blizzard." "and then he fell, and he broke his neck." "what does that mean?" "all right, i'm no freud, but joe bennett on a mountain?" "how 'bout the mountain of debt you owe him." "the mountain of work you have." "the mountain of pressure that you're under... okay." "get off my mountain." "sounds like a sex dream to me." "ugh." "i would know if i had a sex dream." "it wouldn't involve a person with icicles and a missing nose." "eww." "should i call him?" "of course you should." "of course not." "she is allowed to still care about him." "don't call him." "you need to go out." "you love halloween." "go out." "have a fun night." "she's right." "i shouldn't call him." "[phone ringing] (joe) hello?" "why are you panting?" "why are you calling me?" "are you okay?" "[straining] this is not a good time." "(woman) yeah, yeah, put your right hand there." "who's that?" "(woman) no, don't-- don't go down there yet." "uh, yeah, picking up the phone while you're having sex?" "that is not a good sign." "i am not having sex." "i am training for a climb." "you're--you're...what?" "wh-where?" "why?" "why are you climbing?" "because you can't get to the top of the matterhorn any other way." "can i call you when i get to geneva?" "i'll be there tomorrow night." "* read my lips * * be all that you can be * * make a difference * * give your dreams to me * * no time for sleeping * * there's too much to do * * don't you forget that *" "* we do what we want to do * * let's get nuts * * let's make some money * * ooh, ooh * * take your shirt off honey * * let's freak out * * ooh, ooh *" "* work the summertime * * read my lips *" "=ÆÆÀÃÐÜ×ÖÄ"×é=- ·­Òë£º¸öÈËID Ð£¶Ô£º¸öÈËID Ê±¼äÖá£º¼Ó·¹µÄ²ËÖí  oh!" "good form, taylor." "next time you'll connect with the ball." "is it too late to push him towards chess?" "watch it, that's my kid's best friend you're talking about." "nice pass, finn." "way to hustle!" "show off." "so how are the costumes coming?" "i actually had to put them in the hands of some professionals." "oh, wendy... after all that smack you were talking about your sewing skills, it wasn't smack." "i figured they'd be done by now." "you kidding?" "done?" "please, it took me 45 minutes just to download the quick and easy pattern." "shoulda called me to help." "you would have made fun of me." "mercilessly." "but then i would have helped." "well, if it's any consolation, they're being made by a top designer." "i'd be happy if the label just said "fire resistant."" "(dennis) so, uh, i was thinking we'd come over to your placearound 6:00?" "sounds great." "oh, is kate coming?" "well, then, i guess that makes us both halloween widows." "or would the plural be "wid-i"?" "or "wid-we"?" "don't bail on me, all right?" "i'm not." "[cell phone rings] i gotta take this." "we keep missing each other." "sal, hey. finally." "are we still on for lunch next week?" "what are you doing tomorrow?" "i am so ready." "this place just isn't the same without you." "griffin wants to be cc'd when i pee." "look, i'll fill you in tomorrow." "how's tribeca grill at 1:00?" "all right." "i miss you." "i just cant talk right now." "i'm running into this thing with griffin." "go. go, all right?" "i'll see you tomorrow." "ah, somebody's got good news." "yeah, it was my friend sal." "we've been talking about starting our own production company." "the timing's just never been right." "from the look of the great smile i'd say the timing's pretty right." "wrong way, taylor!" "he's got other skills." "ask him to recite the state capitals." "it's pretty impressive." "mm-hmm." "you busy?" "always." "how can i help you?" "you ever hear of this little sports magazine?" "hang time?" "yeah, it's owned by lou peterman." "quarterbacks with too much money." "great ad revenue." "7% growth over the last year." "you know it just went on the market?" "you making a play?" "yep." "thought you could help me out." "how's that?" "well, as the editor of our most successful magazine, you can sell peterman on what it's like to work for matrick-verner." "should i talk about the instability since you fired wendy healy?" "look, you're in no way obligated to help." "this clearly falls outside of your job description." "then again, your job description could always evolve." "into?" "who knows?" "maybe you'll oversee a few of our publications." "when's the meeting?" "you willing to work halloween?" "i hate halloween." "i thought i was the only one." "take." "i thought we agreed i'd call you from europe." "i'm kinda busy." "you can't go on this trip." "it's too dangerous." "no, live before caller i.d., that was dangerous." "this is a challenge." "gloria, climbing." "actually, could you give us a minute?" "i had a nightmare." "a nightmare." "it was vivid." "you were mountain climbing, and you slipped and fell to your death." "i'm sure it's not the first time." "you've killed me in a dream." "no, this is creepy." "i didn't even know that you were going on this trip." "and then i dream that you slip off a mountain?" "that's weird." "and creepy." "admit that it's weird." "it's weird." "and creepy." "i wouldn't say that." "so can you maybe put this off... till your 80th birthday?" "i might not make it to my next one." "what's that supposed to mean?" "my father died when he was just a year older than i am right now." "you never told me that." "lived a whole life before i met you, victory." "you wanna hear the rest of it, become a sherpa." "climbing!" "[sighs] okay, please, race a car if you have to, just...don't climb a mountain." "why are you even here right now?" "last time i saw you, you screamed at me," ""move on" at a bar." "in public." "joe-- does "move on" have some other meaning to you?" "is there some connotation that i'm not teasing out of it?" "i meant move on romantically." "it doesn't mean that if something happens to you, i can't care about you." "i still consider you a friend." "or at least i'd like to." "pass." "if you'll excuse me... okay, fine." "yeah. whatever." "if something happens to you, not on me." "wear sunscreen." "so you're saying that you don't want to go to aspen?" "no, i want to." "we just might have to stay at a motel 6 and, you know, eat leftover room service." "this is the part where you laugh." "honey, look, why don't you let me handle this trip, and you can get the next one." "we'll do something fun, like go camping or... you...camping?" "that's funny?" "does that mean a three-star hotel?" "then i-- i got dinner." "okay." "hey." "thanks." "can, uh-- can you take back the spider roll?" "and, uh... and the baked cod." "and maybe the edamame too." "so that way there's enough for a tip." "thanks." "i don't think pirate couture was what we were going after, was it?" "nah, they're great." "if they're trying out for cirque du soleil." "finn's not that limber, though." "how 'bout taylor?" "stop talking, please." "take these scissors and take the buttons off." "i hope you know first aid." "only what i learned from e.r." "everything okay?" "yeah. yeah." "it's just kate." "she's, uh-- she's going to try to be home by 11:00." "it's probably a busy time right now." "banks collapsing." "the market?" "it's always busy." "you know, it's about choices." "and lately hers have been pretty crappy." "i'm sorry, i shouldn't be talking about my personal life." "don't worry about it." "listen, i get it." "that used to be me texting shane." "no matter how many hours you work in this town or how much money you make, it's never enough." "there's just not enough of anything." "except for maybe guilt." "how'd you guys figure out the balance?" "it's a constant tug-of-war." "he'd say something about my being gone." "i'd counterattack." "he'd get defensive." "well, at least it was a dialogue, right?" "true." "but now here i am on the other side, alone on halloween, trying not to feel resentful." "how's that going?" "trying not to feel resentful." "hey, talk to her." "i--i did." "i tried." "well, try again." "okay?" "it's worth it." "the minute you stop talking, you become roommates." "all right." "hey, sorry i'm late." "that scumbag stop you too?" "what scumbag?" "i just got here." "that freak with three cameras around his neck at the curb." "what'd he want?" "to sneak in here to take some tacky pictures of clare mirani for the tabloids." "she's on the guest list tonight." "that girl from america's got talent?" "yeah, apparently her talent is chugging liters of vodka and racking up duis." "didn't they force her into rehab?" "i thought she was on the wagon." "yeah, well, it sort of came to a rolling stop, then drove off without her." "that's the rumor, anyway." "and now whoever gets a shot of her, you know, doing a shot..." "wins the lottery." "gag me." "how much would he make?" "who knows." "3,000, 4,000." "why, you wanna change careers?" "right, yeah, no." "i understand." "okay." "all right, just get it done." "all right?" "gotta go." "(wendy) oh, hey!" "hey!" "i missed you. mwah." "i missed you too." "uh-oh." "don't tell me-- griffin's green-lit his life story:" "the devil wears gucci." "he, um... he called me into his office for a chat." "sal, don't worry about it." "this is a good thing, okay?" "i am ready." "i've already called my lawyer." "think about it, sal." "oh, we'll finally get to be able to do the kind of movies that we've always talked about." "no, wendy... he offered me your job." "wow, well... that's great." "no, it's not great." "it's awkward." "it stinks." "it's-- no." "it's fantastic." "yeah, it is an amazing opportunity for you." "you deserve it." "wendy, i can't take your job." "it's no longer my job." "it might not be the worst thing in the world." "i'll bring you projects." "we'll still be able to work together." "i can't--i don't-- don't. don't." "stop. stop. okay?" "listen, this is the kind of offer that comes once in a lifetime." "trust me, you gotta take it." "it's okay." "sal, it's all good." "i am happy for you." "yeah?" "thrilled." "this is great news." "honestly." "come on, i'm over the moon." "moon here." "me, way up here." "are you sure?" "absolutely." "[cell phone buzzing] ah...sorry." "that's okay." "don't worry about it." "i gotta go to the ladies' room anyway, okay?" "order me the chicken caesar." "okay. hey." "ms. ford, seriously, i think this set design is inspired." "oh, my god, i can't believe i let dahlia talk me into this whole egg thing." "i thought your theme was rebirth." "this does not say "rebirth."" "this says "happy easter!"" "ms. ford, you're second-guessing all your decisions." "you need to trust your instincts." "this is--they're good." "i pay you to say that." "have you shown the plans to your friends?" "they wouldn't tell me the truth because they love me too much." "it's like--it's like trying to ask my parents." "they're predisposed to not be critical." "we have very different parents." "you know who was always telling me the truth?" "joe, but i'm not gonna ask him." "you wanna know why?" "because he's falling off an alp?" "no, because we're not friends!" "which is fine by me." "okay, so what if we bedazzled it?" "you know, we can make it like faberge." "or i could make it silver, and then we could call it an orb and not an egg." "ms. ford, drop the pencil and step away from the work." "i'm going to that halloween party." "i'm going to have to insist that you come with me for your own good." "do you have a costume for me?" "we'll get you one." "(nico) how high are we willing to go for peterman's magazine?" "(griffin) eight million." "(nico) well, anything under ten's a bargain." "(griffin) let's not lead with that." "(nico) you think?" "can you believe this place?" "start wrestling and you can have a house like this." "you must be bell." "lou peterman." "good to meet you." "griffin bell." "it's a pleasure." "this is-- a hot-lookin' date." "what are you dressed as?" "editor in chief of bonfire magazine." "you give those jobs to women?" "yeah, when we keep our crying and our baking and having babies in check." "[chuckles] this is nico reilly." "and i'm not his date." "oh..." "and my eyes are up here." "you got a nice set of those too." "i'm inhaling feathers." "you want-- you want to trade?" "oh, well, we could." "but then i think you'd have to borrow my stockings too." "[chuckles] wouldn't be the first time." "i'm joking, kind of." "not really." "yeah, i am. hmm." "roy, this was a good idea." "this is good." "this is exactly what i needed, you know." "it's distraction." "i'm not thinking about work, or at the store or-- joe bennett." "okay, see, why do you have to go and mention-- i need a drink." "i'm on it." "you've got your subscription business in place, but let's blow it out." "you should be on news stands." "let's go after sports illustrated." "know what the problem is with sports illustrated, griffin?" "they only have girls in bathing suits once a year." "what the hell's with that, huh?" "in the last four years, bonfire has shown an increase every quarter in our key demographics." "you seem a little uptight." "are all the girls in your company as serious as her?" "actually, we have a team-- 'cause i'm feelin' like i'm back in the third grade at our lady of perpetual guilt." "you know what, lou." "i think you went to the wrong parrish." "i was in our lady of perpetual sin." "and you know what they taught us there?" "never let your shot glass go dry." "any more tequila?" "now you're talkin'!" "thank you." "he is a piece of work." "yeah." "(nico) mm, but i don't scare easily." "even on halloween." "well, it's not worth it, nico." "are you kidding me?" "hang time is killing its competition, which would mean millions to matrick-verner." "okay, but i can handle it." "you don't have to stay for this." "take the car." "oh, no, you take the car." "i'm not done with this guy." "kirby!" "hey!" "hey!" "i didn't know you were gonna be here." "yeah." "so what are you?" "uh, magician?" "i'm a waiter. thanks." "pumpkini?" "sounds gross." "i'll take two." "ugh. eww." "don't look at me." "i'm just here to get people drunk." "well, good luck." "these taste like candles." "when'd you become a caterer?" "tonight--trying to make a little extra cash so i can ski in, ski out." "come on." "oh, kirby, you gotta let nico pay for aspen." "take it from someone who dated a guy whose idea of takeout involved a private jet." "pick and choose your battles." "it's different, though." "i mean, you're a woman." "kirby, i have a news flash for you." "feeling inadequate has a universal zip code." "i just feel that she's gonna get tired of the whole struggling artist thing pretty soon." "i really wish you didn't feel that way, because i know that she doesn't." "you have other things to offer." "yeah, i know." "pumpkini?" "(woman) excuse me?" "excuse me." "who's got the shrimp kebabs?" "they're over by the buffet." "would you like a pumpkini?" "no, thanks." "where's the buffet?" "it is around the corner." "i'm so eating carbs tonight." "i don't care." "wow, clare mirani turning down booze for the buffet?" "i guess rehab really does work." "[kids in distance] trick or treat." "so just out of the clear blue, huh?" "partnering with sal was gonna be my lifeline." "it was gonna get me back on track." "yeah, but why do you need sal?" "start your own company." "i mean, you seem like you can do anything you set your mind to." "here, take this." "take what you want." "otherwise i'll eat all of it." "what does kate like?" "save her some." "she's not much of a candy person." "i wish i was like her." "no, you don't." "[boy as pirate] gimme your candy!" "no, i'll take yours first!" "i took your advice..." "about talking to her." "oh, good." "i think we're going to separate." "what?" "oh, god, dennis, no." "that--that's not what i was-- no, no, it's okay." "you, uh-- you helped clarify the whole situation." "me?" "well, if you can't talk, you're just roommates, right?" "i was just trying to help, though." "i-- believe me, you did." "there you are." "we supposed to share that?" "oh, no, no." "you can have it." "i'm gonna go dancing." "you met someone already?" "right there." "oh...you're gonna dance with someone who hasn't taken their mask off?" "what if he doesn't have eyebrows?" "i'm not dancing with his eyebrows." "(victory) oh, my god." "happy halloween." "there we go." "what took you so long?" "here we go." "down the hatch." "that's good." "so tell me, how did you go from crushing the danish destroyer to starting hang time?" "the whole big toys for big boys theme?" "genius." "it came to me while i was riding my hog." "i got a bike for every day of the week." "get out. uhh... wanna go for a spin?" "i'm hardly dressed for it." "so go hardly dressed." "ha ha ha, lou, you're a riot!" "lemme have another one." "you got it." "thank you." "oh, whoa, whoa, yeah!" "thank you." "cheers." "cheers." "thanks for asking me to dance." "i'm alex, by the way." "i'm victory." "you saved me." "from what?" "excuse me one second." "joe?" "sorry." "joe?" "joe?" "excuse me." "excuse me." "pardon me." "excuse me." "they're halfway through the movie, trying not to fall asleep." "i confiscated the candy corn." "they were starting to look a little green." "[chuckles] thanks." "hey, finish your wine." "ah, it doesn't get better than this." "this moment right here." "i love this moment." "the end of the day when everything stops." "mm. enjoy it while it lasts." "shh." "don't interrupt it." "hey, listen... i hope i was in no way responsible for you and kate." "no, no, no, no." "not at all." "i'm just grateful that i've got someone like you to talk to." "well, honestly... 'cause i really wasn't trying to give you marital advice." "i was just talking about me and shane and the way we need to communicate." "wendy, stop." "this has been a long time coming." "it had nothing to do with you." "okay." "mm, this is good." "it has a nice finish." "what is it?" "red." "[laughs] oh, i liked the label." "it had a kangaroo on it." "i had read this article on australian wines." "this is from long island." "[laughs] see?" "there you go." "can't seem to get anything right today." "i think my heart is actually still pounding from lunch." "let me see." "i hope you realize i have no idea what i'm doing here." "just what i picked up from watching e.r. e.r." "i don't feel anything." "are you alive?" "barely." "maybe i'll get a better pulse up here." "okay." "oh, yeah, it's pounding, all right." "i, um... do you--do you want something else to drink?" "maybe, um, some water." "i've had enough wine." "um, wendy, i'm-- i'm sorry." "(wendy) forget it, okay?" "really, i've got water and soda and juice." "i take that back." "no juice." "yeah, wendy, listen to me." "i--i--i just-- dennis." "it's okay." "you know, finn's seen that movie 100 times." "finn, buddy, time to go." "[victory's voice on machine] this is victory, leave a message." "hey, uh, vic, um..." "it's wen." "could you just call me when you get this, okay?" "thanks. bye." "what are you doing-- oh, my!" "no, no, no." "just leave me alone." "are you okay, miss?" "can i get you some water?" "i'm sorry, i thought you were-- i'm sorry." "well, that was quite a show you put on back there." "well, it was worth it." "nine million." "not a bad number." "mm." "you don't agree?" "we're walking away from the magazine." "after all that?" "because of all that." "this guy is not an asset to our company." "yes, but his magazine is." "if we decide not to do business with all the pigs in the world-- come on, nico, do you really want to work with him?" "no, but once he's working for me on my turf, things will go very differently." "you're sure about this?" "yes, i'm very sure." "and fortunately i've had a lot of experience with people like that." "when i first started out, i interned for a guy." "he used to like to talk with his hands." "on me." "ooh." "yeah." "i see." "trust me, i been there." "what a guy's gotten handsy with you?" "not exactly." "not exactly that." "i was in l.a. on business." "i'm standing on the curb wearing my finest armani." "and the ad guy i was scheduled to have lunch with walks up to me, hands me his keys and a 20 and says," ""take extra good care of my beemer."" "when was that?" "last month." "oh... should have taken his car and driven off, but i wanted to close the deal, so i didn't." "same reason you didn't coldcock lou with this hardass purse of yours." "yeah, well, it's hard to get dumbass out of leather." "[cell phone rings]" "hey, wendy." "what's up?" "(wendy) hey, uh... this day has just... um, what?" "is there any way that you can come over here?" "um...i just need to talk to you." "of course." "of course, yeah." "(nico) i'll get there as soon as i can." "thanks, honey." "don't worry about it." "bye-bye." "i mean, it's my fault." "i've gone over and over the conversations trying to figure out what signals i gave him." "you didn't send him a signal, you treated him like a friend." "and that was your mistake, trust me." "no, it was naive." "no, it wasn't." "you've had plenty of male friends--it's worked." "no, i've had colleagues." "and boundaries already in place." "what about sal?" "sal's different." "maybe that was my mistake." "i was treating dennis like he was my new sal." "what happened to the old sal?" "he's the new me." "yeah." "yeah, he's sitting in my chair at my desk getting my old job." "when did this happen?" "griffin offered it to him this morning." "did you know about this?" "no, of course she didn't know about it." "griffin's not gonna tell her." "he knows she's one of my best friends." "wen, why didn't you come and tell us right away?" "i came home, and dennis was here with his kid." "and he wanted to listen." "and i have to admit i needed the attention." "well, you should have called us." "we wouldn't have kissed you." "unless you wanted us to." "(nico) well, honey, i thought i had it bad." "i mean, lou only touched me inappropriately with his eyes." "will you stop hogging all the tootsie rolls!" "i deserve these." "i need them more than you do." "oh, no, i had a lot to drink tonight." "yes, but did you hallucinate?" "and blow off a perfectly nice guy?" "fine." "he was a really good dancer, by the way." "what the hell is wrong with me?" "i didn't hate it." "the kiss, i didn't hate it." "that's the scariest part." "but you didn't act on it." "you didn't do anything wrong." "nico, i owe you an apology." "i never realized how easy it would be to go there." "honey, nothing happened here tonight." "hey, what are you doing here?" "hey, just wanted to bring you some breakfast." "that is so sweet." "i don't have a whole lot of time." "i gotta get to wor-- mmm... this won't take a lot of time." "light breakfast." "open it." "i got us two plane tickets to aspen." "you didn't have to do that." "i can afford it now." "how?" "i sold a photograph." "that's great." "thank you." "congratulations." "(man) good job, buddy." "oh!" "how did it go?" "i almost made a goal." "oh, that's great." "come on, let's go home." "you can tell me all about it." "no, wait." "finn, come here." "oh, all right." "(finn) what's up?" "hey, dennis, how are you?" "good. good." "look, i wanna apologize for the other night." "again, i'm sorry." "please." "it never happened." "can we have a play date tomorrow?" "yeah, can we?" "sure." "absolutely." "why don't i take you guys to the movies tomorrow, okay?" "all right, we'll give dad here a day off." "come on." "it was good to see you." "good to see you." "[joe's voice on machine] this is joe, leave a message." "[beep] joe bennett, this is victory ford." "i just want to clear something up, because it's been haunting me, which is why you've been haunting me." "if you're not already dead, you should know that i would happen to make a very good friend." "you should check my references, you know." "you would be very, very lucky." "unless you want to die alone." "in which case, go ahead, fine, you know, fall off a mountain." "i-- i'm gonna have to call you back." "what are you doing here?" "didn't go." "well, you might want to delete your last voice mail." "what happened?" "it sort of lost its appeal." "well... i'm not surprised." "i mean..." "the matterhorn?" "!" "what were you thinking?" "i was just trying to stop thinking." "lately, since, um-- actually since nico's husband died-- charles." "charles." "and then my dad dying at my age, i-- well, what if it was my last year?" "joe, you're not gonna die this year." "but if it were, i wanted to accomplish something tangible." "i'm sorry, i've either just misheard you, or we're in a full existential crisis right now." "come on, you accomplish things every day." "i know, i know." "no, you donate millions to charity." "you've built schools in latin america." "trust me, joe, people would notice if you were gone." "i was starting to get that feeling." "which is why i'm at a considerably lower elevation than i had intended at this point." "so let me ask you something." "shoot." "how do you feel about eggs?" "hate 'em runny." "yeah?" "'cause i have these plans for the show." "do you have a second?" "sure." "let's see 'em." "but if eggs are involved, i'm thinking no." "were you at a hallowee-- never mind." "okay... rebirth." "(wendy) hey, babe, it's me." "i'm not gonna leave a long message." "i just, um... i just miss you." "and i love you." "so come home soon."