I'm getting fat.

Come on.

It's better with bread.

Not if I don't want.

But it's not All right.

I love bread.

Just break it open for you know what is your Just break open the bread.

Mhm.

This is a ring.

Yeah.

What are you proposing or?

Yeah.

And rehab.

No, I'm proposing to you now.

You happen to be here.

Yeah, but I don't know.

I mean, Well, how did he ask?

Well, he came down to visit me and we have games.

It's not a moonlight mouth.

Where did you think we were gonna get married?

McSorley's pub?

Why not make a good story?

I don't need any more stories.

I have enough stories.

I would like the life.

I guess that's what I thought I was offering.

Mhm.

Yeah.

What is that?

Champagne?

I brought it to go with the proposal.

Thinking wrongly.

This might be quite a romantic moment.

This is so not how I saw this whole thing playing out.

I'm sorry.

I'm just not taking this as lightly as I used to Taking what?

This this this this straighten up and fly, right thing.

This I don't know.

I mean maybe maybe there is something wrong with me.

Is that what they're telling?

You know?

No.

Yeah, it is.

And you know what?

I think they're right.

Well they're not trust me.

You just didn't run.

It happens to everyone.

No Jazz.

There's an entire world of people out there who do everything right.

They live right.

They don't drink, they don't do drugs rockets and they are happy.

They're not happy.

No one adult human being is happy.

People are born.

They have a limited amount of time going around thinking life is dandy, but then inevitably tragedy strikes and they realize life equals loss.

No point of the game is to minimize the pain caused by that equation.

Some people do it by having kids or making money or taking up coin collecting and others do it by getting wasted adding that little switch in the head, turn the hot light off and the cool light on, nobody gets hurt collecting coins.

Everybody hurts everybody.

It's the human condition.

Oh, come on, queenie.

Don't let them tell you there's something wrong with you and there isn't.

You're fine.

I don't feel fine.

Of course you don't feel fine.

You're in deliverance countries around by a bunch of sober freaks and you're not with me.

Come on, I don't feel fine these days either.

Anything that's because we're apart your mind, I'm yours.

I love you.

Why do you want me to death?

It was such a nice, I like mess.

Yeah, yeah.