All language subtitles for The.Time_.Travelers.Wife_.S01E06.WEBRip.x264-ION10

I hate video.

Most people love nostalgia.

That's why they love video,
but...

you know, I'm just thinking

maybe you don't even know
what video is.

Maybe these are nostalgia
for you now.

Nostalgia for a time traveler
is a bear trap.

Memories are basically
trapdoors, but...

no, I've already told you
that before...

Okay. Okay. Shit.

Henry?

Henry? Are you back?

Henry?

Clare?

Henry?

- What's that music?
- What music?

The-- the song?

Oh, it's just my mom.

Garden party.
She's playing records.

She loves stupid old musicals.
It's embarrassing.

Don't you want your shoes?

What's wrong?

Nothing. Just, uh, memories.

Because of the song?

Yeah. Because of the song.

Well, what are you remembering?

Shoe polish day.

Annette, will you have
this man to be your husband,

and will you be faithful to him
as long as you both shall live?

I will.

Richard, will you have
this woman to be your wife?

Will you love her, comfort her,
honor and keep her,

in sickness and in health,

as long as you both shall live?

I will.

Now that Richard and Annette

have given themselves
to one another

by solemn vows
and the joining of hands

and the giving
and receiving of rings,

I pronounce that they are
husband and wife

in the name of the Father,
and of the Son,

and of the Holy Spirit.

Henry!

- Dad!
- Dad!

Hey.

- You want me to turn that off?
- No.

Yeah, I'm not gay.

If that's what you're thinking,
I'm not-- I'm not gay.

There were two of you.

Yeah, and the other one's gone.

Are you hearing me, Dad?

If you're thinking I'm gay,
I'm not-- I'm not.

- That's not what was happening.
- Henry...

Look, in my...
...circumstances,

I have a particular opportunity,

and I think that if more people
had the opportunity, I think...

Henry, I don't care
if you're gay!

I'm a professional musician,
everybody's gay!

There were two of you.

Okay. So, Dad, the thing is...

I-- I'm a time traveler.

It's true.

I'm a time traveler.
I travel... in time.

Sometimes there are two of me,
because I meet myself.

Which, as I'm trying
to explain to you,

presents a person
with a particular opportunity...

You're a what?

Yeah. It's true.
Sorry. It's just true.

- It's all water.
- It's not all water.

No... it is.

You know,
I should probably cut down.

A time traveler?

All those times at school

when I was disappearing,
I wasn't skipping class.

I was time traveling.
I couldn't help it.

Why do you say things like that?

- It's true.
- Why do you say

stupid things like that!

- Dad!
- Why can't you just
tell the truth?

You kissed her in the rain.

Mom.

The very first time.

You stood outside
of her apartment block.

And when she walked inside,
you did a little dance.

You didn't think
anyone could see you.

You were wrong.

I could see you.

I danced too.

I'm a time traveler,

and I saw
my parents' first kiss.

Can I turn that off now?
I... I can hear Mom's voice.

I...

I like hearing her voice.

So do I. But it's just video.

I hate video.

You hate what?

What does that even mean,
you "hate video"?

- Everyone has a wedding video.
- Oh, okay, let's be everyone.

What an ambition.

I mean what-- what is it
we're doing here exactly?

Looking at floral displays.

- Why?
- To see which ones we prefer.

How is a preference possible?
They're flowers.

It's literally decorating
with vegetables.

It'll be something to remind us.

- What will? The vegetables?
- The video.

It'll be nice to look back.

I don't need to look back,
Clare.

- I go back.
- I don't.

- God, I'm bored.
- Yeah, so you keep saying.

Well, I'm planning to say it
a few more times too,

because, basically, I'm bored.

Can't we just remember it?
If people have videos,

all they ever remember
is watching the video.

I'm so bored

that I'm growing new parts
of my brain to be bored in.

We're having a video.

- You don't have to watch it.
- Do I have to be in it?

Well, there has to be a groom,

I'm increasingly open
to suggestions.

Are you a bit grumpy today,
Henry?

- No.
- He time traveled

in his sleep last night.

- Makes him cranky.
- Christ, I'm not cranky!

Where did you go?

Uh, I don't know.
It was a quick one.

- Past or future?
- Future, I think.

Because the air was thinner,
right?

- No. The TV was huge.
- Awesome.

How many people
for the top table?

Henry, is your dad
gonna bring someone?

I mean, is he, you know,
seeing anybody?

Sorry.

I just keep forgetting
my dad's gonna be there.

Well,
of course he's gonna be there.

I know.

I'm looking forward
to meeting him.

Who?

Your dad.

Oh. Okay.

Have you forgotten that's what
we're doing tomorrow?

No, no.

Why do you avoid him?

I don't. I see him.

I mean, hardly ever.

Yeah, well, he drinks too much.

Well, I'm sure that's not
the only thing

- you've got in common.
- It's not.

When he looks at me, all he sees
is his wife not there.

And when I look at him,
I'm just thinking

where the hell Mom is.

That's not the basis
for a relationship.

It's the basis
for a drinking habit.

Clare!

- You okay?
- Yeah.

You were gone most of the night.

Well, it was about
two minutes for me.

Well, where were you?
Was it a bad one?

No, it was fine, it was nothing.

Okay.

Good.

So you can get in the shower
now, yeah?

- Are we going somewhere?
- You know where we're going.

You never thought
of seeing a doctor?

Getting yourself examined?

Christ, no.

- Why not?
- It's that word "examined."

It's a little too close
to "dissected."

They're not gonna dissect you!

I'm the only time traveler
on the planet.

They'd never let me
go home again.

- Yes, they would.
- Why?

Because I'm here now,
and because...

I'm who you come home to,
and I'm not ever

gonna let anyone keep you
away from me.

Fact.

Look at my face.

Fact.

That was "I love you,"
but in more words.

Ah. You see, there it is.

- There what is?
- You.

Look at you.

All beautiful and perfect
and in love with me.

Now, I've got happiness.

- Oh, you poor thing.
- Full-blown happiness.

- Like an alarm bell.
- What? You're against happiness?

Happiness is suddenly having
an opinion about a future.

- Yes, it is.
- Which is a mistake.

Henry, I love you
and you love me.

Now, I don't want to get all
"greetings card" about it,

but I happen to think, and
I'm not exactly alone in this,

but I happen to think that love
is what gives meaning to life,

and is the single best thing

that could happen
to a human being.

Love is what gives hope
to mortals.

It's the cruelest thing I know.

Okay. So what's good about this

is that we are not gonna be
writing our own vows.

Hey, Dad.

Yeah, I know. Long time no see.
Guess your luck just ran out.

Yes. Welcome.

- Hello.
- Hi.

- Uh, Clare, this is my dad.
- Very pleased to meet you.

You're not blonde.

- No.
- Clare Abshire.

Not blonde and he knows
your last name?

You getting married?

Beautiful.

Wasn't she?

Both of you.

May I ask you a question?

- Sure.
- You seem quite lovely.

What on earth
is your interest in Henry?

Well, to be honest...
he's exceptionally good in bed.

Well, I know he thinks so.

It was an opportunity.

I think anyone given the same
opportunity would've, you know.

- We got a date yet?
- October 23rd.

My parents are planning
like we're invading somewhere.

Church,
reception at the yachting club,

and white tie
is being considered.

- White tie?
- Didn't I tell you that?

- What yachting club?
- Always remember, Henry,

a marriage is about two people,

but a wedding is about exactly
one woman.

And you are marrying
her daughter.

You liked him, didn't you?

He reminded me of you.

- Was that a yes or a no?
- Both.

Both...

Fuck!

I think this is exactly
the place you're looking for.

There are a few items
of furniture still here

they'll be picked up
over the next few days.

Can we look
at the work area first?

- The studio?
- Of course!

- Why do you always do this?
- Do what?

Go straight to a window

and look at the backyard.

You never even look
at the rest of the house.

The studio is this way.

Could you give us a moment,
please?

- Of course.
- Thanks.

The studio's gonna be great.

- This is the one.
- We haven't even seen it yet.

Oh, I've seen it lots of times.

This is the house we are
gonna live in, in the future.

See that tree out there?

I have seen that tree
at every kind of height.

What if I feel like
deciding for myself?

Oh, you should do that.

But this is the decision
you're gonna make.

Is anything allowed
to be spontaneous anymore?

You are being spontaneous.
I'm just telling you

how your spontaneity
is gonna work out.

Do you have
any idea what it's like

being married to you?

No, but neither do you.
Technically we're not married.

- Fair point.
- Hmm.

Come on.

Let's go and look
at this excellent studio space

which you are gonna love
spontaneously.

How do we even afford
a place like this?

Are you planning
on winning the lottery?

Okay.

- Okay?
- Lottery's tonight,
eight o'clock.

- So?
- I wasn't talking to you.

- Who were you talking to?
- Just a ghost.

The most exciting event
today is the lottery,

Illinois's favorite
jackpot game.

Once again,
the last three numbers are 20,

3, and finally
is number 15, everyone.

Good luck, everybody,
and good night.

It's getting to be every night.
You sleeping at all?

Not much.

It's nice you've started
coming around again.

Mm-hmm. Yeah.
I'm wondering if you, uh,

got tranquilizers.

Like, maybe you started taking
something when, uh,

sorry, Mom died?

Tranquilizer.

Yeah, well, I can't spend
my whole wedding day drunk.

What's the problem?

I'm time traveling a lot
at the moment.

'Cause I'm stressing.

And if I stress at the wedding,
I could flip out.

Everybody flips out
at their wedding.

Yeah, but when I flip out,
I end up naked

at a hoedown in 1987.
All right? I need drugs.

I need something
that's gonna calm me down

for the whole day
and not turn me into
a f-- zombie.

Go to a doctor.

- We've been through that.
- And I keep telling you,

there isn't some secret
government agency

- dissecting American citizens.
- How do you know?

Because it's the kind of thing
that only happens in movies.

So is time travel.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

I'm fine.

Where were you?

Nowhere interesting.

You used to tell me.
Why'd you stop?

What's this?

It's nothing.

My mom gave it to me
when I was little.

For all my precious jewelry.

Just saying.

It's happened before.

Yeah, well, this is different.

But going to the same place
over and over again.

- Like your mother's death?
- Bad memories are trapdoors.

But now, it's the future
I'm worried about,

so that's where I wind up.

Hey, can you come with me
for a second?

- Uh, yeah, sure.
- Thank you.

Hang on, Dad.

Okay, so I need your opinion
on something.

Sure.

Preference!
Do you have a preference?

- Between those?
- Mm-hmm. What do you think?

- Uh...
- Couldn't you just
have one opinion

about one single thing
we buy together?

Which one do you like?

I want to know
which ones you like.

That one.

- That one?
- Yeah, that one.

Definitely that one?

Yeah. That's the one
I like better, for sure.

- Not that one?
- Yeah, that one.

- Okay, great.
- Ms. Abshire?

Hi.

Could you please bring out
the Vivekin serving plates?

- Mm-hmm.
- I'm gonna wait here, thank you.

- Hey, Dad.
- Hey.

It's nice you've started
calling me.

Yeah, well, I'm worried.

It's nice I'm who you call
when you're worried.

Uh, actually,
it's worse than worried.

It's hope.

I'm so full of hope.

You all right?

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Stop stressing, okay?

We're gonna get married
and it's gonna be fine, okay?

We're so glad
you could come.

Thanks for hosting this.

Of course.
I just wanted to tell you that

really your, uh, your wife,
she was such a marvelous singer.

Such a talent.
We both thought so. Don't we?

Oh, it-- it was an honor
to see her perform.

- Yes.
- It really was.

Well, that's kind of you.
That's very kind.
She was... wonderful.

Oh, we've got a joke thing.

- It-- it's a fun thing.
- It's really sort of an in-joke.

Yeah, people won't
find it funny,

but they'll be totally wrong.

If nobody laughs at a joke,
did the joke really happen?

- Yes.
- Are you sure?

I make a lot of jokes like that.

- Good jokes?
- Great jokes.

- How do you know?
- Comedic instinct.

But nobody laughs.

Some people
don't have my instinct.

- A lot of people?
- So many.

Where is Henry?
I'd love to meet your fiancé.

Oh, yeah. Uh, excuse me, thanks.

Is something wrong?

Are we still talking
about the wedding?

Honey. Try to understand.

This wedding is a major
Broadway production.

I mean, my parents are planning
a festival of joy

that will dwarf the achievements
of all their friends

and cripple the social ambition
of everyone they love.

I mean, they have used
the words "shock and awe."

They literally want
other peoples' weddings canceled

in actual despair.

Now, we can't take
that from them.

Aren't you worried
that I might just disappear?

That I might time travel
during the ceremony

and just leave you at the altar.

- I know you won't.
- How?

'Cause I know we're married
in the future.

What are you reading?

The Physician's Desktop Journal.

Oh! Sexy. What's in it?

- Drugs.
- You do drugs?

Eh, I had my moments,
back in the day.

- Oh!
- What?

- Uh, nothing!
- Nothing?

Yeah, I-- I gotta go.
I gotta make a phone call.

Wait, you're on your phone now?

Thanks for understanding.
Love you, bye.

- I--
- Hey.

Jesus Christ.

Henry?

Gomez?

- What are you doing here?
- Client. How about you?

- I'm just, uh, meeting a friend.
- Huh.

Did, uh, Clare get you
to follow me

- 'cause she was worried?
- If I was following you,

I'd come up with a better lie
than a client in this place.

No, that's about your level.

- Huh.
- Oh, hey, Henry.

- This your guy?
- Oh, yeah.

Hey.

Hey.

Henry, sorry.

Business.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Oh, uh, Gomez,
this is an old friend of mine

from, basically...
library school.

- Ben, this is Gomez.
- Hey, Gomez.

- He's a lawyer.
- Fuck.

Uh, that was
an unrelated thought,

which accidentally...
...emitted.

Okay. Busy, busy.
Catch you later.

Well done
on not looking at all guilty.

That was both
subtle and awesome.

- So how you feeling?
- AIDS.

Well, that's what
I was asking about.

Uh, ten pills a day,
and they work,

but I think I've lost more hair.

- Yeah. Uh, speaking of pills--
- What do you want?

After all these years
of ignoring me?

Come on. We're men.
Ignoring each other

is the medium of our friendship.

What do you want?

Well, I'm, uh-- I'm not looking
for fun this time.

I want the opposite.

To stay in one spot
for nine hours

without stressing out
and time traveling.

- Ugh. You're still doing that?
- Still doing it.

What's gonna stress you out
for nine hours?

My wedding day.
- I should
call Evangeline.

- Evangeline?
- I promised to get her cat food,

- I forgot.
- Why is that relevant?

It's not.
It just came to mind.

Could you maybe focus?
I need something to...

KO every dopamine receptor
I got for at least nine hours.

- You got anything for that?
- Mm.

- What's that?
- Morphine plus.

Morphine plus what?

Morphine plus
none of your business.

- Can I try it?
- Now?

- Oh, God, no.
- Wh-- why not?

Because I might do it badly,
'cause I'm nervous.

You cut hair for a living.

What's the worst
that can happen?

- I could stab your brain.
- What's that?

- What's what?
- That song?

- The radio.
- Yeah, but that song,

I know that song.

What are you doing?

Um, it's just a thing.

"A thing"?

You have the most
irresponsible attitude

to pharmaceuticals of anyone
I ever met.

I make a suggestion,

I show you a pill,

a sensible person

is not supposed
to just swallow it.

I know you're in there.

I know my friend is too.
Open up, please.

- Wh-- why-- what do you want?
- What you gotta know?

I'm a lawyer,
who has clients in this area,

and I know exactly who you are,
and what you do.

None of this is good news.

But it will be even worse news,
if you don't open this door!

Sure.

Okay,
and what you gotta know is,

sometimes there are side effects

which are not directly
the fault of the vendor.

Shit.

You don't make
decisions like that,
not on your own!

I didn't have a choice!
I know what happens!

- You have to come
to me, and we talk about it!
- Why?

That is what wives
and husbands do!

- Fuck you!
- Fuck you!

I will never
forgive you for this, Henry!

Oh, thank fuck!
Where the hell have you been?

That's not the point!
I know what happened!

And you wouldn't talk
to your wife?

- You're not my fucking wife!
- I'm your cat?

- Fuck you!
- Fuck you!

I will never forgive you!

Henry. Hey. Hey, hey, Henry!
Henry!

- Henry, you okay?
- What are you doing here?

I called him,
I thought maybe he could help.

My Dad?
What the fuck does he know?

I figured he's gotta
know something.

You're getting married
in seven hours.

- I was freaking out.
- Seven hours?

- You've been gone a whole day.
- Are you okay, huh?
Can you hang on?

Doesn't usually work this way.

Yeah,
well he's not usually high.

Just to be clear,
I am not a drug dealer.

I supply unauthorized medical
care to the genuinely ill.

- You're also a drug dealer.
- It's a matter of emphasis.

Dad.

Go away.

Please. Just go away.

Of course
I told her. How could I not?

Well, she... hates me.

She said
I was basically a murderer,

so yeah, I guess you could say
it went down badly.

Sorry, David, I got to go.

No.

Just a ghost.

Why did you call me a ghost?

You are a ghost.

From where I'm sitting.

Let's see, when are you from?

Before the wedding?

Worrying about the future?
Haunting it?

Why is Clare crying?

- Because people do sometimes.
- No.

She's not people,
she's your wife.

- Why is your wife crying?
- No, she isn't.

I just saw her.
I just spoke to her.

She isn't my wife.

Technically speaking.

Sorry, junior.

You tried, but you couldn't
stick the landing.

Speaking of which.

Miscarriages?

I make time travel babies,
and guess what?

Time travel
right out of the womb.

- Oh, God.
- Yeah.

What have you done?

I know you've done something.

Whatever it is,
Clare hates you for it,

you just said so yourself.

Do you have any idea
what this has been like?

Every time she gets pregnant...

every time...

she thinks this is the one.

This time, it'll happen.

She's so full of hope.

She's so happy,
it fills up this whole house.

And I always know
it won't work.

It won't ever, ever, work.

And do you know
how long I've known that?

Since I was standing
on the other side of this desk.

Since I was you.

You had a vasectomy?

- Yeah.
- You didn't even tell her?

- You just went ahead and did it?
- Yeah. That's what I did.

I'm not gonna do that.

That's exactly
what you're gonna do.

How long
are you here for, junior?

My memory's a little fuzzy.

Hey. Did you hear me?
I'm not gonna do that.

Of course, you're high.
That probably explains it.

- I will never do that to Clare.
- No, you will do exactly that,

because that's what happens
and you can't change it!

- Fuck you!
- Oh, what,
you're gonna change it?

You can't change it!

Fucking doofus,
can't change anything.

- Yeah, well, I'm changing this.
- Fuck off!

You couldn't even get married.

Henry? Who are you shouting at?

Jesus.

You like cutting it fine,
don't you?

You all right?
You all right? Yeah?

Hello?

Clare, it's me. Let me in.

- Henry?
- He's back, we got him.

Oh, thank Christ!

I'll get him
to the church.

Okay, okay, good.
Thank you.

Gomez, look at him.

Yeah, I see him.
We need to get going.

Look at him.

It's the wrong Henry.

Well now,
isn't this complicated?

Thank you. Sorry, thank you.

Sorry.

- I'll get you a towel.
- Please.

- Oh, shit.
- Yeah.

- You're--
- Yup.

- Here.
- Thanks.

- Did you just punch my husband?
- You're welcome.

Oh, Christ. No, not tonight.

Fuck.
I can't take this, not tonight.

Look, I know how hard this is.
I know this is difficult.

No, you don't understand.

- I'm not ready for this.
- Ready for what?

- It's shoe polish day.
- Shoe polish what?

It's shoe polish day.

We need the other one back.
Where's the other one?

And what age are you anyway?

Thirty-six by the calendar year.

- Hey, am I still there?
- Where?

- When you're 36.
- Yeah.

- We played pool last Tuesday.
- Thanks, man.

Shoe polish!
I need shoe polish!

- Shoe polish?
- Why?

Well, I'm guessing none of you
guys are carrying hair dye.

No offense,
but your husband's an asshole.

True. Remind me.

Why don't you like
watching videos?

The past is a hole
I keep falling down.

Looking at it gives me vertigo.

Well, this isn't the past.
This is right now.

- How is this ever gonna work?
- Relax.

I know how this plays out.

I handle the wedding,
then I ping back home.

Then junior pings back here,
and he handles the marriage.

- He won't be married.
- Well, technically, no.

Well.

What do you think, Dad?
Do I pass?

Your mother would be proud.

Well, that's all
that matters, right?

You okay?

The way you look at me.

What?

Like you haven't seen me
in a while.

Dad, I-- I-- know that--

Your mother would be proud,
and so am I.

Okay!
Let's get moving, hmm?

- Hey, Dad.
- Hmm?

- Was it worth it?
- Getting married?

- Of course it is.
- No, no.

Serious thing, serious question.

What I'm asking is, was marrying
Mom worth losing her?

This isn't about me.

It's about Clare.
I'm aging faster than I should,

and I've seen enough
of the future

to know that I'm not
gonna make it all the way, so...

for Clare's sake.

Was marrying Mom
worth losing her?

- That's a big question.
- Well, it's a big day.

Yeah.

It wasn't easy...

but it was worth it.

Thanks.

Because of you.

I don't say it enough,
but it was worth it

because of you.

Give her a child.

If you can't stay, do that.

Give her a child.

Well, there might be
a problem with that.

Problems can be solved.

Not this one, Dad.

Guys, come on.
I gotta get you to the church.

- Okay. We're coming.
- On time!

- Oh, I know.
- There's kind of a joke
about that.

You'll see. Come on.

I know about the joke, Gomez.
I've watched the video.

I mean,
what's the point of this?

I'm not gonna show up.
I'm not--

No. You have gotta
be shitting me.

- You have got to be shitting me.
- Hmm.

What the fuck is he doing there?

- He's getting married.
- Yeah. To my girlfriend!

Keep in mind,

he remembers
watching these videos.

- Why?
- Asshole.

Oh, nice.

Classy. Very classy.
In a church!

He'll remember that too.

Yeah, you make quite
an impression on the cameraman.

Hi.

I'm so sorry.
We're running very late,

we're gonna have to bring
the bride in straight away.

Oh, yeah. No problems.
Just lock and load!

All right, remember,
don't let anyone

get a good look at you
in case they notice

how old and shitty you are.

Oh, thanks, Gomez.
Way to calm my nerves.

Oh, don't be nervous,
you'll crinkle.

I thought you'd be angrier.

I am angry.

I'm gonna be angry
for a very long time.

Now shut up and admire my dress.

Thanks, Dad.

Yep. Now she's getting it.

- Where is he?
- You look amazing.

You smell of shoe polish.

- You must be glad I hit him.
- Why?

I saw your face.
I saw you fighting.

- You-- you hated him.
- No, I never hate him.

Dearly beloved, we have
come together into the house...

I mean, I could punch
his stupid,

thoughtless little face in,
but I could never hate him.

What's he doing?

Remembering.

I love you.

...Clare and Henry.

Asshole.

Have you come here,

to enter into marriage
without coercion,

freely and wholeheartedly?

- I have.
- I have.

Are you prepared
to accept children,

lovingly from God?

And to bring them up,

according to the law of Christ
and his church?

- I am.
- I am.

I hate what he did to you.

Oh, he did
what he thought he had to.

I guess 'cause he thought
I couldn't take it anymore.

- And...
- I, Henry...

...well, because
he definitely couldn't.

Thing is, I wanted children.

I wanted your children
more than anything in the world.

- And I want that too.
- No.

- In sickness and in health...
- You gave up after five tries.

...until death do us part.

I would never have given up.
I would have done anything.

So how are you gonna forgive me?

I, Clare, take you, Henry...

I guess I'm gonna have
to figure that one out.

To have and to hold

from this day forward.
For better, for worse...

But I'm supposed
to make you happy.

In sickness and in health...

Who told you that?

To love and to cherish,
until death do us part.

Oh! Look at that face.

How old are you now?
Twenty-eight?

Yeah.

Twenty-eight.

Mm. Hey, I'm the older woman.

Finally! I like this.

Henry, we're not supposed
to make each other happy.

If we do, great,
but that's not the point.

We're getting married.

Not going on a hot date,
or a vacation,

or a weekend away somewhere,
but, actually...

getting married.

I mean, look at us.

Look.

Do we look like
we're gonna go on vacation?

It's like...

...like setting sail,
into a storm.

And you know for a fact,

you both won't make it out
the other side.

So what do you do?

You cling on
for as long as you can,

because you know,

that this is as good
as anything ever gets.

Make my happy days happier...

make my sad days bearable.

And if you forgive me
when I hurt you,

I'll try to do
the same for you.

Deal?

Okay.

I miss you.

- Uh, sorry, what?
- I miss you.

You... you...
...young, angry, asshole you.

Did I make you change?

Did I chase you away?

- Well, uh, I...
- Come see me sometimes.

- Excuse me?
- Well, if you time travel here,

come see me.
You're my husband, I'm entitled.

- Isn't that, uh... a bit...
- Henry, we're married.

I now pronounce
you man and wife.

You may now kiss the bride.

Don't worry.
Junior will be back in a bit.

I've missed you.

Hey there, comrade.

Here comes the funny.

No, but it's too weird.
It's a weird idea,

me coming to see you
now and then.

I mean, I'm just him.

I'm just basically the guy
who got a vasectomy.

Not yet you're not.