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Come in.
- Hi, Mama. How you doing?
Hanging in there?
Yeah.
Okay, go ahead and lay back.
And scoot down.
All right, let's see how we're healing up.
Where's the little one? Home with Daddy?
Yes.
Enjoying motherhood so far?
Yes.
- Any bleeding, hemorrhoids, or itching?
Um, no.
- Good. Good.
Well, incision's healing up great.
Everything looks dandy down there.
All clear for whoopee,
not that most women are raring to go at six weeks.
Uh, birth control?
- Somehow I don't think we'll be needing that right away.
- Yeah, I've heard that one before.
Just had one in here with a 2-month-old
and pregnant again.
Sound like your idea of a good time?
So, you know, have fun, but play it safe.
Any other questions?
Um...
Okay, good to see you.
Bye, now.
- I don't... I don't know why he's fussing.
You want me to change him?
I already did that.
I don't know what his problem is.
- Here. Bring him to me.
I'll take him. Come here.
Hey, there, buddy.
- I got my six-week checkup today.
- Yeah, that's right. How'd that go?
Good.
The doctor said we could get back to business,
if you know what I mean.
Really?
You up for that?
I am if you are.
Well, you know, I just figure
you're so tired with the baby and everything.
Josh, we haven't had sex in six months.
- Right, right. No need to rush.
Hey, what are you...
Do I disgust you?
What?
No, of course not.
- Is it because I have stretch marks now?
Am I just gross to you?
- You are perfect exactly the way you are.
Okay?
I'm serious.
- Then why don't you stop jerking off
and fuck your wife?
God.
Oh, for Christ sake.
Oh, you're so sexy.
Oh, God.
Oh.
Honey!
Honey!
Fuck!
Oh!
What time are you gonna be home tonight?
Uh, it's hard to say.
They are really killing us this week.
But, um, I'll do my best.
Bye.
Fuck.
- You supposed to be smoking, Mommy?
None of your fucking business.
- Do you mind if I have one? One of your...
Thank you.
Do you have a light?
- What, do you want me to light it for you?
Would you mind?
Thank you.
I'm Cal, by the way.
I'm Kelly.
Nice to meet you.
Your kid is crying, Kelly.
I know.
The whole fucking neighborhood can hear him cry.
- So you just gonna let him cry it out?
Cry it out?
It's called Ferberizing...
when they cry and...
- Right, right, I think I heard of Ferberizing.
I'm sure you have.
No, I'm not kidding.
Okay.
Cool smoke rings.
You have great tits.
Excuse me?
- Little Junior in there should be more grateful.
- I don't know who you are, but you should not...
Whoa, whoa, whoa, relax.
I was just trying to give you a compliment, like, uh...
Get away from my house.
- Well, draw the freakin' curtains
if you don't want the whole neighborhood
to watch you breastfeed.
- If you don't leave, I will call the cops.
Okay, okay, okay.
Okay.
Ciao, mamacita.
Oh, fuck.
- That's some opening line, you know?
"Nice tits."
I feel like such an asshole.
- Why? Kid's a Peeping Tom.
- I know, but he's kind of the first real person I've met
since we've moved here.
- Oh, so he gets a free pass because he's in a wheelchair?
- No, I just shouldn't have snapped at him.
He's a perv.
- Well, at least someone's looking.
I'm looking.
It's just hard to think of your boobs like that
when they're Jackson's food supply right now.
- Wow, since you put it like that...
Know what you should do?
Take the baby on a stroll.
Explore the neighborhood a little bit.
You know, a little exercise.
Get the endorphins going.
- Sure, I'm exhausted, I can barely get dressed,
but a nice brisk walk in the neighborhood,
that might do the trick.
You never know.
It'll get better.
Mm, so they say.
Shh.
Okay.
Hey.
Hey.
Hey! Wait.
I am nowhere near your house.
Oh, wait.
Wait.
I wanted to apologize for yelling at you before.
Oh, yeah?
- Yeah. I didn't realize that, um...
Oh, right, the chair.
Because Tourette's is a common side effect of spinal injuries.
Okay.
- No, I've just been feeling really exhausted
and out of sorts, you know, since the...
- You got your baby to sleep. Congratulations.
Yeah, I did.
Apparently, he really likes going on walks.
Me too.
You know, that's a joke about the walking.
You can laugh.
Right.
Okay.
- Okay. This is my stop.
Wow.
You live here?
Nice house.
- I accept your apology, and in return, I apologize
if I admired your breasts inappropriately.
Oh, hey.
Hey.
Mom wanted to drop by for dinner tonight.
Okay with you?
Oh, y-sure.
This was so good.
- He's so beautiful. - Sweet.
He is the sweetest one ever.
And you look so beautiful, Julie.
He looks just like you, Kelly.
Ooh, that is plenty.
This was so great.
Thanks again for cooking, Mom. - It was really good.
- Thank you. It was my pleasure, as always.
Mmm, mmm, mmm.
It's okay.
- Anybody want anything from the kitchen?
How was your day, Mommy?
Huh?
I'm sorry.
What?
You must be exhausted.
I was just wondering how your day was.
Okay.
Good. I met a neighbor.
I...
- That's great. - All right.
- Who'd you meet? - You did? Great.
That's wonderful.
Remember our old neighbor Charlie?
- You know, he's back with his wife now.
- The old wife? - Mary Ellen.
- Oh, guys, don't forget I'm taking Jackson
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