Kill Me Later

- -Get up is morning!

- -My God, why don't tell me?

I thought I just did.

I need my pants.

Thank you!

What the hell am I going to tell her this time?

I don't know, why don't you try the truth for once?

That's nice of you, you're not helping!

Thanks, I wasn't trying to.

Come here, you.

You taste like my aunt, Margaret.

Would you knock this stuff off.

Jesus, what the hell are you doing kissing

your aunt Margaret, anyway?

You know, you're incredibly sexy when you stuck off like that.

Baby!

Shawn! Sweetie!

Sweetie!

You didn't buy those tickets for Tahoe already, did you?

Let me guess, you can't go right?

Sweetie, Elizabeth cancelled her trip.

There's nothing I can do about it,

but we'll go some other time, okay?

Whatever!

I'll get over it.

Thank you, I knew you'd understand, I...

Bye!

Good morning, Washington.

In our beautiful state today, the weather will be

partially cloudy,

with intermittent showers throughout the day.

Punctuated by occasional sunshine.

I am not kidding, that's what they told me to say.

Punctuated by occasional sunshine.

You know if you ask me that's something way too complicated

writing this stuff. Why don't they just say,

it's going to be grey and wet as usual,

with the sun coming out once in a while,

instead of messing with your head.

Jesus!

Good morning, Jason. You alive?

More alive than you'll ever be.

This is my setup.

Hey!

Whose this?

That's mine.

Keeping something from me, Billy?

What no, Heather's, I mean...

As long as it don't interfere with the job at hand,

I don't mind.

- -Damn!

Prostate.

Have to piss all the time.

Good, let's go.

Charlie I gave all my money to Heather.

Can I borrow some money?

Other than gas, what do we need?

You pay after, Billy. Women are bad, masturbating,

it's good.

You ask Charlie, knows all about it.

Daddy!

Listen Shawn, this isn't a good time.

Lily was awake all night, she's got gas.

Oh gas, you must be so proud.

We are, she's pretty cute.

- -Dad!

Listen I got to go, you need something?

It's a good girl!

No, dad. I'm great, I'm fine,

-I don't need anything-- -Okay great, bye.

Bye!

We don't qualify, do we? I knew it!

Be quiet, she hasn't said anything yet.

-No, you qualify. -I knew it!

Technically!

Technically? What does that mean?

It means that in paper you qualify for this home loan.

But you are not gonna give it to us, I knew it.

No. All I am saying is that I want you guys to fully consider

you're getting yourselves into.

For instance, this is your first child, right?

Have any idea how much it costs

to put a child through college these days?

He's not even born yet.

By my calculations with your current salary

and your future earning potential,

you'll never be able to save enough money

to put one kid through college, much less two.

What if the kid needs braces?

What if he has learning disability

and needs private tutoring?

What if he does something stupid,

gets arrested and you need to hire an attorney?

What if you get divorced?

Are we talking about two households here?

I just wanna make sure you considered all the possibilities

before you take on a debt this huge.

Oh I'm...

she's right, honey. We really haven't thought this through.

Let's go!

But she said we quality for the loan.

There too many what-ifs.

I knew we couldn't do this.

What kind of a miserable person are you anyway?

Honey, honey we can always find a condo.

Well you look like shit!

You should get more sleep.

Thanks, I'll think about it.

What's that?

Some stuff that belongs to you.

That's very thoughtful.

It's over, Mathew.

I don't wanna see you, anymore.

Jesus Shawn, I can't handle the injured lover routine right now,

can we talk about this later? Please, thank you.

Sure, I'll reschedule.

Sweetie!

I know you're upset about his weekend and...

Is that what you think this is about?

Well, what's this about?

Please!

It's been a year you miserable, me pathetic

I don't even have sympathy for myself anymore.

Things are gonna change real soon.

You just have to be patient.

I never asked you to leave your wife,

and I am not now.

-I know that's... -Mathew!

Hey, sweetie!

-Hi honey! -What a surprise!

Hi!

-Well... -Oh, sorry am I interrupting?

No! This is fine.

You're pregnant?

Yeah, I'm a...

-Well, we are. -We are, yeah.

-Congratulations. -Thank you very much.

We'll pick up on the other thing, later.

Great!

Stupid.

Stupid.

We are, yeah!

What kind of miserable person are you anyway?

How you doing?

Drop the money!