Oh...God!
Oh, God! I mean, it's just so..
Isn't it?
I mean, this is like reading about my own life.
I mean, this book could-could have been called
"Be Your Own Wind-Keeper, Rachel."
I don't think it would have sold a million copies
but it would've made a nice gift for you.
- Hey, you guys. - Hey.
Uh, sweetie, we've got to go.
No!
No?
No, why do we always have to do everything
according to your timetable?
Actually, it's the movie theater that has the timetable.
It's so you don't miss the beginning.
No. See, this isn't about the movie theater.
This is about you stealing my wind.
You go, girl!
I can't pull that off, can I?
Excuse me, your..
...your, your wind?
Yes. My wind.
How do you expect me to grow if you won't let me blow?
You, you know I...I don't have a..
...have a, a problem with that.
Okay.
I just...I just really need to be
with myself right now.
- I'm sorry. - Mm-mm-mm.
Uh, you're right.
I don't have to apologize.
Sorry. Damn it!