We Don't Live Here Anymore

You want another drink?

Uh, I think we're out of beer.

We out of beer?

You're empty. I'll go get some.

I'll go.

No, I'll go. I don't care.

No, I'll go. I could use the air.

[MATATA'S "JUNGLE WARRIOR" PLAYING]

* Whoa ohhh *

* Ooh-whoa ohhh *

* Ooh-whoa ohhh *

* Jungle warrior *

["JUNGLE WARRIOR" CONTINUES PLAYING]

* Ooh-whoa ohhh *

Wait.

What are we doing?

I don't know.

Should we stop this?

Stop what?

Oh, my God.

Should we stop? No.

Yeah, I don't ever wanna stop. I don't either.

I'll meet you tomorrow at 12 at Shane's.

Yeah, okay. All right.

Okay.

[KEYS JANGLE, ENGINE STARTS]

Bye, you guys!

All right. Good night.

Come here! What?

Come here. Get in here! What?

What do you--? Terry,

what's the matter?

Listen to me. No more of this crap, all right?

From now on, we act like a married couple.

No more flirting around. You understand me?

No. How could I?

Who could understand such a flaming pile of bullshit?

Oh, Jack.

Come on. Don't play dumb.

Please. Terry...

Hey, why don't you have some wine?

Because we've been drinking gin and I don't want wine.

Let's not talk about this now.

Let's talk about this in the morning.

You're drunk and we're gonna fight

and you have that look of yours.

Forget that look of mine.

Let's talk about you and Edith.

The little trips you take.

These damn errands.

Huh? Somebody runs out of something.

Some goddamn egg rolls

and off you go, you and Edith.

Egg rolls? Really?

Egg rolls?

What are you talking about?

You know what?

You shouldn't leave me with Hank like that

and put me in that position.

What position, Terry?

Jack, listen to me... What?

...something's going on.

I mean, either you want it to...

or it is.

That is such a lot of horseshit, okay?

What is wrong

with me and Edith going off to get a goddamn

six-pack of beer?

What are you really worried about, Terry?

It's you and Hank being left alone here together.

That's what it is.

I see you two together.

You're horny for Hank. Oh, please.

Am I supposed to feel guilty because of that?

I'm horny for my husband.

Jesus Christ, Terry, we're not a couple

of fucking honeymooners anymore, for chrissakes.

Why aren't we?!

We've been married so long

that you're bored, is that it?

Terry-- No, is that what it is?

Because you can leave any time. Terry--

Maybe you and I should sit down and talk about

how long this thing's gonna last between you and me.

Terry! I am not going anywhere!

It's fine. The kids will be fine.

If you're suffering-- I am not suffering.

If this is such a disappointment to you--

Jesus Christ, you're the only wife that I know

that actually gets pissed off at her husband

for not hanging on her at a party!

Other husbands touch their wives!

Do you see Hank fondling Edith every second?

Hank doesn't love her.

He told me while you were out.

He said that to you?

Yeah.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

Why? Why did he tell you that?

He told-- I-I don't know. He just said it.

So, what were you guys doing?

He just blurted that out? Seems odd.

We were talking.

How else do people tell each other things?

Well, usually when people say things like that,

they're doing other things.

Yeah, I was blowing him on the porch. What do you care?

I don't. As long as you tell me the truth.

The truth?

Jack, you won't even admit the truth.

You don't really love me. Terry.

It's not true. You don't love me.

It's never been true.

I'll tell you something! You don't love me!

When you say shit like that, for one minute, it is the truth.

Do you understand me?

Fuck you! Aah!

Fuck you!

Goddamn it.

[CAT MEOWS, DOGS BARKING]

Fucker!

Bastard!

Give it!

I'm trying to concentrate.

Nyah, nyah, nyah, nyah.

[CHILD 2 YELLS INDISTINCTLY]

[CHILD 2 YELLS INDISTINCTLY]

Oh, shit.

Dad!

[BEETHOVEN'S "1ST SYMPHONY" PLAYING]

Be careful with your new shoes, boy.

They're slippery.

Stop it! You're making too much noise.

Oh.

Oh, shit.

Mom!

Stop it!

Come back here!

Stop it!

Mom!

Stop!

Mom! What?!

[BEETHOVEN'S "1ST SYMPHONY" CONTINUES PLAYING]

Go to school.

It's summer. I don't have to.

You go to school.

It's Saturday. I don't have to.

So, what are you gonna do today?

Make up stories.

Why?

Uh, make people laugh, make people cry.

But why?

Hey, have you seen my keys?

Yeah, they're up here.

The sitter's coming over in a couple hours,

then I'm gonna go out, do some things.

All right. I'm gonna go run with Jack after I finish writing.

Okay. I'll see you at dinner.

Okay.

Hey.

Have a good day.

You too.

Ha-ha, I'm beating you.

Ha-ha, I beat you.

No, I'm beating you.

Hey.

Yeah?

You want lunch or breakfast?

What do you got?

Just cereal if you want breakfast.

But if you want lunch,

I could get us lobsters. Just for you and me.

Kids don't like them anyway.

I can't, I'm in a hurry. I'm taking the car in.

It'll just take half an hour.

I need the car there by 12.

You have to?

If I want the work done, yeah.

Well, what's the work?

Oil and a lube.

Oh, it doesn't take very long, so...

Terry, those guys have got work to do,

and they want the car now or not at all.

They don't care if you want lobster.