Lady Bug

I can't do this alone.

- My mom is going batty in that little house of hers.

I'm not moving to San Diego.

I can't uproot the kids.

Maybe this was just a bad idea us moving back to the States.

Everything is gonna be all right.

A year.

Afghanistan for a whole year.

Let's just say something, let's make something up.

Let's say that you're sick or, that I need you.

Anything.

Eat one, just one.

Please?

Just one.

Can you eat yours, please?

Excuse me!

Annie, I've been workin' my ass off

here in this godforsaken desert.

Any minute I can have my ass blown off, and all you can

talk about is how hard you've got it watchin' the kids.

It's hard to do this alone,

and did you just call me Annie?

You're still alive.

Oh, you're such a big girl.

Let's cuddle.

Put lamby over us, come on.

I'm scared too, baby.

Come here.

This is your fault.

Oh, it's all your fucking fault.

Oh, fuck off.

I don't need this shit.

Oh shit, who the hell are you?

Lexie, where the hell are you?

I'm sitting here in front of the base, all alone!

My flight landed over two hours ago.

Not a good time for one of your disappearing acts, Lexie.

Damnit, I just spent 22 hours on a transport.

Guess I'm taking a cab.

Any minute I can have my ass blown off and all you can talk

about is how hard you've got it watchin' the kids.

- Enough with your war stories, Roy,

you'll scare the kids.

When did you lose respect for me?

Shit.

Fly away, little fella.

There's nothing for you here, go back to your family.

Roy, I'm at the house.

What's going on?

- That San Diego job I interviewed for last March?

It finally came through, we moved in with my mom.

- No, you did not take-- - I'm the father.

And I need to do what's best.

- I know that you're the father, but I'm the mother.

I have sole custody, Lexie.

San Diego.

How am I supposed to visit?

Shit, my battery's about to go.

Charger's in the apartment and I'm locked out.

- Maybe if you didn't stay out all night,

every night.

Where were you three days ago?

I had a problem with my car.

I heard it was impounded.

I wasn't drunk.

- The rumor mill has a not-so-cloudy recollection.

Shit.

So what happened to you?

Guess this bastard killed you and I happened to

stumble on him dumping you in the sea.

I have all the luck.

We need to get to San Diego.

I miss my babies.

I don't know who I am without them.

Who are you?

And what are you doin' on my boat?

Your boat said San Diego.

You're nowhere near San Diego, darlin'.

- What happened to you in the engine compartment yesterday?

Blew the electrical system.

Nearly blew my head off.

There's a dead body,

a woman down there.

What the fuck?

Why is there a dead body down there?

We're driftin'.

Gonna run ashore in a few days.

Or it could be weeks.

Why is there a dead body down there?

Why is there a dead body down there?

Let me out of here.

Why is there a dead body?

Look at you.

The original good-time girl.

So I guess I stumbled across the...

murder and dump the wife in the ocean thing, huh?

This really is my lucky day.

I'll call you Lady Bug.

What?

On your ankle.

There, your tattoo.

I bet there's a story behind that.

Whatever.

Lady Bug.

See his polka-dots on him?

Let's go put him outside.

Okay, come on, let's go put him outside.

We're driftin'.

Even in the middle of the ocean,

I find the only obnoxious asshole to say the obvious.

We'll be down in Mexico in three days.

Of course it could take a month or so to drift down to

South America.

- If I have to stay on this thing with you for a month,

I'll kill myself.

Oh, don't do that.

We're gonna have such a fun month.

I have all the luck.

- Of course it is possible to never hit the shore at all.

Drift all the way around the great horn.

So, you can untie me,

or you can let out the anchor yourself.

If you want to survive this.

And, I'm guessing you do.

You wanna drop the anchor?

Surely if we put down the anchor, that would stop us

from getting back to shore.

I'm stupid but I am not that stupid.

You get too close to the shore,

you could run aground.

Rocks.

You don't wanna hit 'em.

Trust me.

Trust you.

- Dragging anchor can save your life at night.

Yeah.

Shit.

You can't leave me here.

You can't leave me here!

You can't leave me here!

Lady!

You got it, you got it.

Hey, hey!

Woo!

We got a big one!

Come on, honey!