Life During Wartime

Joy?

Yeah?

You okay?

Uh-huh.

You sure?

Ever since we got here, you seem a little... upset.

Oh, no, no.

Just a little... déjà vu.

They have a lot of vegetarian options here, you know.

Oh, I know.

And, uh, I'm happy-

Really. Promise.

Okay.

Well, I, um -

I bought you a little present.

JOY? Joy, what's wrong?

I -

- What? ls - Is it your period? - No.

I'm so sorry, Allen.

It's okay.

I'm okay.

Here, let me open it now.

It's an original Gainsford reproduction.

Late 1880s.

Oh. Where - Where did you find this?

EBay.

- Oh, Allen. You did this? - Look at the side.

Isn't that amazing? I found it just like that.

- [Crying 1 - Antique.

What, you don't like it?

I'm sorry, Allen. I didn't mean to.

it's nothing.

You sure?

Mm-hmm. Thank you.

You're welcome.

Happy -

Happy -

Happy anniversary.

Allen. Allen, I really do like it.

I'm sorry. it's just -

You know how you always said a person should forgive?

Forgive and forget. Yes.

Well, so I thought that I should try to be more open.

Uh-huh.

- 'Cause I've been really trying, Joy. - Mm-hmm.

- No more cocaine. - Uh-uh.

- No more crack. - Uh-uh.

- No more crack cocaine. - Uh-uh.

No more hanging around doing nothing without a job.

Mm-hmm.

No more sarcastic remarks or physical attacks aimed at my boss.

Uh-huh.

No more helping old gang members with burglaries and armed robberies.

Uh-huh.

No more getting into fights with strangers, waking up in the gutter.

Uh-huh.

Oh, Joy. it's been like a never-ending struggle.

And I keep fighting it, but it's just this one thing I can't stop.

- I'm trying awful hard - - Hello.

Are you ready to ord -

Oh, sorry. Do you need some more time?

No, no. We're ready.

- Yeah. - Um...

I was wondering if you could please tell us if you have any specials.

Miss?

Say again?

I - I was wondering if you could please tell us if there's any specials, I mean.

What did you say?

I-I, uh-

I was wondering if -

I know who you are.

I'm-I'm sorry. Do I know -

- Fuckin' pervert! - I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

The m?

Miss, he's changed. He doesn't do that anymore.

We even threw out the phone book.

Really. He's a different person.

His voice is the same. Motherfucker.

Allen?

You don't still -

Just - Just a little.

On Sundays.

“What the heck are you doing?”

Oh!

You know - You know what I like about you?

What? What?

You're so... normal.

Me?

It feels so good to be with someone who isn't... weird.

Or screwed up.

Or sicko-pervy.

Oh. So, uh -

- Are your kids off at college? - I wish.

Mine are all out of the house. Hell, I'm out of the house.

Kicked out, that is.

Oh. Feeling lonely?

Well -

Divorce isn't easy after 35 years together.

Hell.

I haven't even been with a woman outside of Marj.

I'm not sure I would, uh - would know what to do.

Harvey. it's okay.

It's okay.

What you're feeling is normal.

I can't - I can't talk about my sex life.

- I can't talk about mine either. - There's so much I don't understand.

Sometimes it's better not to understand.

My son, Mark - he's a great kid.

You know, he's a little troubled - just feels a little paranoid.

But he's - he's really a very sweet kid.

I know. Good heart.

Anyway, so he moved down here.

I wanted to be near him, you know...

help him adjust, make sure that he doesn't get...

misinterpreted.

So I moved here also.

Oh.

That is so... beautiful.

Ah, he's a beautiful son.

You're a beautiful father.

- And you're - - Don't say it.

Say it.

Say what?

Nothing.

You look like a tulip.

Trish.

I can't afford to fail, not again.

I hate failure.

More water?

And for you?

You know, I first met Marj on a blind date.

Bill and I met on a blind date too.

- Harvey. - Yes?

Have you ever been to Israel?

No. No.

But it's where I want to be buried.

Oh, my God.

Me too. Me too.

Well -

- Um- - Hey

Oh, my God.

You're so not my type...

but I - I don't know what's coming over me.

Love, Trish.

Love.

“What Does It Mean to Become a Man?

A Bar Mitzvah Speech,” by Timmy Maplewood.

“According to my brother, Billy, who's in college...

becoming a man means you're ready to take on certain responsibilities.

For example, learning to stand up for yourself and what you believe in...

even if it means everyone will make fun of you or say what you're doing is wrong...

or just plain hate you...

and put things up on the Internet about you that are totally untrue.

Even if it means getting beaten up, your face smashed in...

wedgied raw and hard or just plain tortured.

Even if it means being kicked out of school or arrested and put in jail.

My father always believed in freedom and democracy.

And if he were alive today -

Hi, Mom.

Hi, hon.

- Chloe in bed? - Yeah.

But how come you're back so late? It's after midnight.

Oh, Timmy. Timmy.

What?

I'm in love.

Really? But you just met him.

I know, but -

What's he like? Is he like Dad was?

Oh, no. He's totally different.

Harvey's, um -

Harvey's a real man.

But Dad was a real man also.

Yes, but -

I don't know how to put this, but it's like -

He has this power.

What do you mean?

I mean like -

He just touched me...

touched my elbow right here just like this, and -

- And - - And what?

I got... wet all over.

Just by touching your elbow?

I know. It sounds so strange, and it's so hard to explain.

But it's like...

I felt things I never knew I could feel.

Like What?

Like -

Like a tulip just opening her petals.

You felt like a tulip?

Oh, my God. What is wrong with me?

How can I be talking about this with you?

What? Hello!

But, Mom, why?

- Why can't you explain? - Because.

You're still a child.

But I'm almost -

I'm almost a man.

A man.

Are you still wet?

Oh, no. I...