-So...
-So?
Oh, she, um, she signed them.
-Yeah! Yes!
Congratulations!
-Yeah, thank you.
-Ah, we're both divorced!
-Well, not for long...
-What? What does that mean?
-Well, until you say yes...
-Oh.
Brad.
-No, no, no. Now I have these papers,
it says I can officially persue you.
-Oh, officially, hm?
Is that so?
-I'm not sure if you are aware of this,
but I am the most amazing romantic guy
you'll ever meet.
-Well now,
this I have to see.
Now, don't act like you haven't seen it already.
-No, I've seen it.
But I have not seen this
full court press you're talking about.
-Ah, well, maybe I'll show you then.
-I look forward to it.
Are you hungry?
-I'm starving.
-Good, you can start this romance off
by cooking!
-Oh, really?
-Yes, I'm starving.
-So, you want to eat this late?
-Yeah, it's only 11.
-Okay, well maybe I'll
make something
-Yes, and quick.
-Okay, done.
[Phone rings]
-Who's this?
Hello?
-Mister Montgomery?
-Yeah?
-Hi, it's Chelsea.
-Who?
-I'm your babysitter.
-Oh, uh, hi.
What's going on?
Well, your wife was supposed
to be back a few hours ago
and I really have to go home.
Okay.
Have you tried calling her?
-Yeah, she's not answering.
-Oh, okay.
-Yeah, I really need to leave.
-Um, are the kids asleep?
-Yeah.
-And the baby?
-Yeah.
-Okay, I'll be right over.
-Okay, thank you.
-Sure.
-What was that about.
-Alex isn't home.
-This late?
-Yeah, I don't know where she is.
-Where the hell could she be?
-Probably trying to trick you
into coming over.
No, she knows better than that.
-Well, I'm just saying.
[On phone] -This is Alex, leave a message.
-Alex, this is Brad.
The babysitter just called me and says
you're not home, you're late.
So, please give me a call soon
as you get this message. Okay. Bye.
-Huh.. I don't know where she could be.
-Are you going?
-Well, yeah, I have to.
Otherwise the kids
are gonna be there by themselves.
-Just try her again.
[Dial tone]
[On phone] -This is Alex, leave a message.
-Nope.
-Okay, well, try her from my phone.
-She's not going to answer from your phone.
-Alright, well, try her from the land line.
-Sure.
[Dial tone]
-Here.
[Dial tone]
[On phone] -This is Alex, leave a message.
-Hey, bitch. You're kids are looking for you
where the hell are you?
-Marcie, don't.
-It's not helping.
-Well, I'm sorry,
I just think she's doing this
because she knows that we're together.
-It's okay.
-No! It's not okay, you know what!
-Just relax, alright, this is about my kids.
-You're right. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry for making this about me.
-Alright, I'm gonna go.
-Okay.
-I'll call you.
-Hurry.
-Bitch!