P.S. I Love You

I know I should know this, darling, but are you mad at me?

Baby. Holly.

I did something, right? I did something bad, right?

Should I know what it is?

Or is it something maybe you just think I did?

No, no. I did it. I did it.

It was a bad, bad thing I did, and I'm so sorry, luv.

Holly, come on, will you?

Holly, wait. Baby...

...you have to let me in on it.

Or are you waiting until we're in the apartment before you talk to me?

Are you gonna make me sleep in the bathtub again?

Oh, no, I don't know what I said.

- You said it. You know you said it. - No, I don't know what I said...

...but I didn't mean it. - You mean everything you say.

Sometimes I mean nothing when I say something.

Something is never nothing. It's always something.

Most of what I say is nothing. Just something to say.

Men say it's just something to say to get away with saying something...

...but they know they're saying something. - Say what? What did I say?

You said at my mother's, you would have a baby but I'm not ready.

To my mother! You might as well have said I'm a lesbian.

Well, I am the only man you ever had.

Oh, I dated Timmy Harrison for four months before I met you.

- Isn't he a woman now? - Aah!

You told my mother I didn't want children!

- I did not. I didn't say that. - Yes, you did.

- Yes, you did. You said exactly that. - I did not.

I didn't say that you weren't ready to have a baby. I said that you wanted to wait.

Which means I don't want one right now.

- Right. - Thank you.

Wait a minute. I'm confused. Can I get a ruling on this?

No, you're not confused. You're just wrong.

"Holly doesn't wanna have a baby. " We had a plan, Gerry.

To wait to have children until we could buy an apartment...

...put 25 percent of each paycheck into a separate joint account...

...with a 6.25 interest for 5 years. Why didn't you tell my mother that?

Ha-ha-ha. Each paycheck?

Darling, you only just started getting regular paychecks.

- You quit five jobs in two years, remember? - Well, I can't work for idiots.

- They can't all be idiots. - Yes, they can.

They can all be idiots. And why didn't you tell my mother...

...about the business loan you and John took out without asking me?

Oh... Aha!

You see, you... You finally said it.

- I knew that's why you're angry. - That's not the reason.

It is not the reason.

- It is the reason. - We should have waited.

Waited for what? What? I've been driving limos for four years, Holly.

So John and me, we wanna start a business. We buy a few cars, we get a few clients.

That's a career right there. What is your problem?!

What if it doesn't work? What if we always have to live here?

And what about what I want, huh?

You think I wanna be a real estate agent...

...showing apartments to buy that I can never live in?

There may be other things I wanna do with my life.

- Okay. Like what? - I don't know. Other things.

Then quit, all right? The job makes you cranky at home every bloody day anyway.

- You wanna have a baby? Let's do it. - See?

- I hate when you do that. - Hah. Do what?

"Let's have a baby. " La-la-la!

In a five-floor walkup we can barely move in. I'd change diapers on the windowsill.

You have to have a plan. You can't act like everything's just gonna work out by itself.

Why do I have to be the responsible grownup who worries?

Why can't I be the cute, carefree Irish guy who sings all the time?

Because you can't sing without making dogs bark.

Look, Holly, people have babies with no money all the time.

If you're so worried about it, why don't you stop buying designer clothes?

I buy everything on eBay.

It doesn't count when you're wearing Marc Jacobs from Minneapolis.

Do you want to have a baby?

- Do you? - Yes, I do.

- See? - See what?

I know what you're really saying even when you don't say it.

You mean the two conversations thing.

The one we're having and the one you think we're having.

You said that to my mother because you're mad at me for not wanting children yet...

...and because I'm no fun anymore and we don't have enough hot, nasty sex...

...because I'm always bitching about bills. Why don't you just be honest and say it?

Say what you mean.

All right.

I wish we had more hot, nasty sex.

Or the other kind is fine.

What you're really saying is this isn't the life you wanted, is it?

Well, that's not what I'm saying. Is that what you're saying?

And what if this is it, Gerry? What if this is all there is to our life?

- What do you mean? - It means this is it.

We're a married couple who own a limo company...

...who may or may not have children, end of story.

- Well, what other story do you want? - I don't know. L...

What do you want, Hol? What?

Because I'm tired of trying to figure it out.

You want a bigger apartment? I'll take a second job.

You want a child, you don't want a child. What?

I know what I want because I have it in my hands right now.

Do you? Do you know what you want?

Because you better tell me now if I'm not it.

Or what? You gonna leave?

- You want me to leave? - If you wanna leave.

- Don't use me as an excuse. - I'll leave if you want me to.

Then leave if you wanna go.

- Don't push me. - You wanna leave, just say goodbye.

Oh, that's me bollocks!

- Stop acting bilingual. - Oh, kiss me arse.

Kiss mine in English!

Are we finished now, luv? Can I come back?

Yeah.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

- I'm sorry, luv. Ahhh. - I'm sorry.

I'm sorry I said the wrong thing to your mother.

God, I still get nervous around her.

I still think after nine years, she doesn't like me.

I know I'm being stupid.

No, you're not being stupid, baby. She doesn't like you.

Really? And I thought deep down, she really loved me.

No, she doesn't. I was 19 when we got married.

And you corrupted me with sex and charm...

...and the longer it takes you to make your fortune, the less sexy and charming you are honey.

Hmm.

What? What are you looking for?

Me balls. They were hanging there a minute ago.

My mother said it was a mistake marrying you because I loved you too much.

"It won't last. "

I don't wanna make any mistakes, Gerry.

Well, you're in the wrong species, luv. Be a duck.

My baby.

We're not a mistake just because we don't have any money.

And we are gonna last.

You know how I know?

Because I still wake up every morning...

...and the first thing I want to do is see your face.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I see people buying bigger apartments and having babies.

I get so afraid sometimes our life's never gonna start.

No, baby.

We're already in our life.

It's already started. This is it.

You have to stop waiting, baby.

And Hol, you can't keep eating me head off, telling me to leave.

I'm not going anywhere.

I'm not your dad.

Or don't you know that yet?

I should get my shoes.

They're all over the place. They're gonna think I don't love them.

Whoo!

Shake it, baby.

Do the stomach shake.

Whoo!

Oh! Ow! Aah! Ooh!

My eye! I'm blind.

Oh, I just wanna lick your little Glaswegian chocolate.

Okay, okay. I can't believe I'm in love with a leprechaun.

- Oh, wait. The light. You were up last. - The light?

- No. - You were up last.

But I'm not up now, am I? Baby, look, I'm injured. My eye.

God. A pain in me hole.

That's a good girl. That's a good girl.

Come on, get back to bed or I'm gonna start without you.

Aah! Shit.

- You okay? - Shit, no! My toe! Oh! Ow!

I tell you what. Someone should get a light, that side of the bed. It's ridiculous.

Ridiculous.

- I'll get my next husband to do it. - Oh, come here.

Next husband. Oh-ho-ho. Next husband. Come here, you.

I'm sorry I lose my mind sometimes.

- Did it hurt you? Let me look. - Will you shut up and kiss me, okay?

You crazy bitch. Pain in me hole.

Oh, Daniel, we forgot those Thanksgiving decorations. Will you take them down?

Sure, Mrs. Reilly. Where do you want them?

Patricia. In the skinny closet. Have you got the key?

No, I don't.

I'll make you a set next week.

And ask Gerry's drivers to close the curtains, will you?

Sure.

Go ahead. Thanks.

- John. - What?

- Oh, Denise. - Hi.

- Oh, it's good to see you. - Do I have to help?

- No, you do not have to help. - Good.

- Sharon, you look great. - Hi.

- Hi. This is good. - So do you.

- Am I late? - No. This is gorgeous.

Wait till you see Gerry. You're gonna die.

- Oh, yeah? - Yeah.

Well, as Gerry would say, let's get this party started.

Gerry Kennedy did not want a lot of words. He preferred music.

He was a unique young man...

...as you can see by the urn he had designed by the love of his life...

...his wife, Holly.

His life may be over for now, but we can still hear it.

He lives in us forever in our hearts...

...like his favorite song.

Got on a lucky one

Came in eighteen to one

I've got a feeling

This year's for me and you

So happy Christmas

I love you, baby

I can see a better time

When all our dreams come true