The first 200 lines.
Stop. Stop it.Whoa, whoa. That's a skunk.
Yes. Yes, it is.
Guys, I think I may have met someone.
Oh, God!
What do we do now?I'll take it to my vet.
He's, like, ten minutes away.
That was really nice teamwork.
Thanks for being so braveand, uh, so stupid.
: Yeah.
I can't stop thinking about her.
Well, who is she?
I have no idea.
Uh, hi.
May I help you?
I hope so. Uh...
Have you recently had a womancome in with a skunk?
Are you missing a skunk?
No. No, no, no, it's not-not really about the skunk.
I'm-I'm trying to hunt down the woman.
N-Not "hunt down." Find.
Yes. Find.
She's, uh, she's beautiful,
and we had a moment,and I'm-I'm just desperate to...
Mm-mm-- Not "desperate." Interested.
Interested in finding her.
Look, I'm sorry if this seems a little weird.
I promise I'm a super normal guy.FORREST: Hey, Wade?
If I may?Yeah.
It's actually a charming story.
My friend here met this woman in a cemetery
when he was celebrating his wife's birthday.
I mean, she's dead.
Obviously. I mean,
he wouldn't be hitting on women if she were alive.
And certainly not in a cemetery.
Although,
you know...BEN:Forrest?
Go sit by the fish tank.
Yep.
Uh, so, no... no skunks?
: No.
Okay. Uh, guys? Onto the next vet.
That's not for people.
Not at all.
: I'm so sorry.
What flavor is that?
Five veterinarians.
Five. No skunk lady.
Well, our boy is, uh, determined.
Look, I know it sounds crazy,
but I am being perfectly logical.
She said that she was going to a vet.
It's not like I'm looking for a skunk in a dentist's office.
Well, I think it's sweet.
It's like a rom-com. Must Love Skunks.
Thank you, Michelle.
I think it's a little more like a stalker movie.
Oh.
Damn it, it's just my sister.
She's waiting to hear back
from a couple of the colleges she applied to.
Ooh. Ugh, I hate this. Forrest!
Whoa.Could you please sit down?
You are making me anxious.
Sorry. Can't. Standing's my thing now.
At my job, my new job, we all have standing desks.
It's so cool.
Yeah.I feel like a million bucks.
I mean, look at me.
You're just standing.
No, look at my posture. Look at my alignment.
Honestly? I think I'm getting taller.
Look.
I think it's ridiculous.
Huh.
Mm-hmm. Oh.
Uh, yeah, uh...
Okay.
Ooh.
There you go.
You're right. I love it.
Can I get my ears pierced?
Uh, no.
Okay. Let me rephrase this.
I'm getting my ears pierced.
Oh, well, uh, let me rephrase: no, ma'am.
Dad, come on. I'm going into seventh grade.
I can't walk around with those clip-ons anymore.
I look like a baby.
Well, I'm sorry, but your mommade Grace wait till she was 13.
I am 13.
If you round up.
Okay. All right.
If you're so mature, let's make a deal.
You want your ears pierced, restain the backyard fence.
I can't do that. I'm only 12.
I'm telling you, after a week of this,
my butt is as hard as rock.
I believe you.
I don't, I don't think you do.
I don't think, uh-- I'm gonna come show you.
You got to feel this.
Come on, give it a thwack.Nah.
Oh, my God.
It's an e-mailfrom Sanderson State.
I can't look.
Look, don't tell me if it's bad news.
Uh, tell me. I can take it.
Accepted.Hey!
Good for you.
Wow, baby. You three for three so far.
Nice.Sanderson's a really good school.
Mm-hmm.And their basketball team
almost won the conference last season.
Okay, I'm not going to college
so that you can goto basketball games.
Hey, I just want you to have the whole college experience.
Well, that's it. Andrew's gone.
Gone with his family to Maine for the next six weeks.
Oh, honey, I'm-I'm sorry.
But hey,
six weeks isn't that long.
It's forever, Dad.
Our relationship had just started, and now it's dead.
I get it, kiddo.
I know. It's tough. It's tough.
You know what'd make herfeel better?
Me getting my ears pierced.Restain the fence.
I don't even know what "stain" is.
Who ordered chips and salsa?
Oh, Wade, I'm sorry
your search didn't turn out.
I-I know that you think she's the one.
Even though you only spent two minutes with her.
I'm telling you, Delia,
if you would've seen her saving that poor skunk...
It was amazing.
Ugh, she has such a big heart.
Mm-hmm.And these piercing blue eyes.
Oh, it-- the whole thing, it was, it was electric.
You know, it may have only been two minutes,
but I know everything I need to know about her.
Except for who she is and how to find her.
Oh, those
are just details.
I'm not giving up.
Don't think of it as giving up.
Maybe be a little more open-minded.
There are a lot of fantastic women in Raleigh
who are not driving around in cemeteries
with skunks in their cars.
Michelle, that's a great idea.
I should focus on finding her car.
Nope. Not even kind of what I meant.
I remember that it had
a-a bumper sticker.
It was a...
an apple tree
and a-a, and a sun.
And it's, uh,
a baby blue Volvo wagon.
I mean, come on.
How many of those could there be in this town?
Literally thousands.
Yes, but this one was old.
It's probably in the shop all the time.
I mean, how many mechanics can there be in this town?
Literally hundreds.
See? We're closing in.
Uh, you know what?
I'm gonna make a list of all the mechanics
so we can all start making some calls.
All right.We got this.All right. We got it.
We can do this!We can do this.
Yeah.Yes, we got this.
We got this, Wade!
Forrest. What are you doing?
I'm sorry. I don't know. He's very inspiring.
I'm telling you, I think Wade's getting obsessed. What's next?
Is he gonna swab every headstonein the cemetery
to get this woman's DNA?
Do not make that joke in front of him.
Huh.What's up?
Well, Piedmont just put me on the wait list.
To hell with them anyway, right?
You went three for four, baby.
Yeah, but Piedmont has a really good business program.
So does Sanderson.
Plus, Piedmont's, like, an hour's drive.
Oh, it's not worth an hour's drive to get a good education?
Uh, yes. Of course it is, baby.
So why won't they let me in?
What the hell is wrong with those fools?
Wade, what are you doodling?
Oh, it's the...the bumper sticker
I keep tellingyou guys about.
You know, the onethat was on her car.
I can't stop drawing it.
Oh, my God, you're still obsessing over this.
Huh. It does look very familiar.Right?
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