#future!josh.0

[sirdouchecanoe]

"jesse, i'm really pissed at you right now."

"i know. i'm sorry. i--i panicked. i'm not sure how to act with carols gone and then you just dropped this massive bomb on me. i just--i--uhhh--"

(jesse's eyes drop to her thighs)

(bee suddenly looks over at him and catches him)

"oh my god. you're totally perving on me right now! what the hell is wrong with you?"

"i was not. i was gathering my thoughts."

(short pause and he faces forward)

"it's totally not my fault when you wear that skirt."

"how did i let you father five of my children?"

[loveactually]

"... how long have we been out here?" "fuck if i know.  when did our wives want us back in?" "... fuck, i forgot." "you're such a fucking drunk." "says the woman with the biggest fucking merlot glass in the world." 

[sirdouchecanoe]

"so what do you think? does it make a statement?"

"what are you going for? never getting laid again?"

"walk away before i remove something you need."

(jeanet wields a knife)

"i knew i shouldn't have listened to mom and invited you to my vow renewal ceremony."

[seethatglimmer-blog]

"thanks for coming. the first appointment always freaks me out."

"you know me. i love this baby stuff. but shouldn't your husband be here too?"

"he's not ready. no one is ready for this yet. so, really, thanks."

"anything for you. congratulations, by the way. i don't think anyone has said that yet."

"they haven't. thanks. add this to the list of things i'm thankful for you for."

"noted."

[loveactually]

"i'm sick." "what?" "i'm dying." "what?" "there isn't any other way to say it, cate." "oh, my god.  this can't be happening." 

[sirdouchecanoe]

"look at you. you look great."

"really?"

"fuck no. you look horrible, fortune cookie."

(jesse laughs softly and carols smiles)

"thanks, buddha."

[loveactually]

(jenn walks up to the door of their bedroom where cate is crying) "babe?  what's wrong?  what happened?" (cate looks up)  "carols died." 

[seethatglimmer-blog]

"where is the rest of the dapper gang?"

"jesse took them to the park at two. so they should be in the custody of children's services by now." (looks back) "what are you looking at?"

"so how does it work?"

"a sink?"

"no. do they just walk out of your vagina now?"

"how dare you! my kids have more manners than that. they knock first."