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(Horn honking)

(Indistinct chatter)

- Phil? - Excuse me. Yeah?

- I wanted you to meet my sister, Evelyn.

The real genius of the family.

She just graduated with distinction in music

from the University of Ottawa.

Ev, this is Philip Grimmer, my new partner.

He's about to become the most powerful lawyer

in Montreal thanks to me.

- Ah, you must be the brains behind the new firm.

- That makes me the beauty. - Or the beast.

(Chuckling)

- Drinks?

- Uh, yeah.

(Chuckling)

- My brother has told me a lot about you...

that you have a real way with words.

- Right, uh...

Ottawa...

Uh, it's nice this time of year, yeah?

(Chuckling)

Oh, God. No.

- That's a start.

(Chuckling)

- This is gonna sound crazy, but...

I feel like I already know you.

You know, like you're a part of my life.

That you're...

- What?

- Everything.

- I'm moving to Prague soon to study.

Don't get attached.

- Too late.

♪ ♪ ♪

(Alarm beeping)

(Groaning)

(Phil yawning)

(Phil groaning, floor creaking)

(Phone buzzing)

Is that mine?

It's your brother freaking out, 'cause I haven't sent this yet.

- No, it's mine.

Yeah, hi.

Don't worry, I was awake.

I'd love to have you both here, but you know.

Sure, that works, Dad.

Yeah, bye.

(Keyboard clicking)

We're invited to my parents' for dinner tomorrow.

- Ugh, come on. - It's my mom's birthday.

- Ugh, what is... - Can you come?

- Ugh, this Wifi keeps crapping out.

It's driving me crazy.

What?

- Dinner. My parents. Tomorrow.

- Oh, uh...

your dad's homemade wine could strip the paint off these walls.

No, you go. You'll have more fun without me.

- Fine, don't come. I'm not pushing for it anymore.

- What? Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Can I get that on the record please?

- Not now. - Come on.

I need some proof for when you try and...

(Door closing, saw whirring)

Back in January,

you said this was gonna be seven or eight weeks.

Here we are, in the middle of May.

- Your cheque bounced.

- OK, well, I mean,

that's a-- that's a banking issue.

I can fix that. But come on.

It's still not an excuse to be this far behind schedule.

- Maybe it's because you forced me to hire your brother.

Andy, how are those French doors coming?

No French doors and no brother.

- OK, OK.

If I can get him to be where he's supposed to be, uh,

can you rush the job?

(Chuckling)

(Sighing)

What if we hire another guy?

- Yeah. Yeah, that'll work.

(Hammer pounding, saw whirring)

- OK, great.

- Well, you sure told him.

- Don't rub it in.

- Why do you protect your brother?

- Look, he hasn't had it easy, OK?

He's trying.

- He's never gonna take responsibility

for his actions if you always bail him out.

I know.

- No, this is nothing like your brother,

and you know it.

Besides, Andy charges us less than half

of one of Cedric's guys.

- Yeah, but what's the point if it takes three times longer?

(Sighing)

Stop trying to fix everything and everyone.

- I will take care of the money, OK?

Promise.

We're gonna get a big injection of cash

after we sign Keas tomorrow.

- Turn left. We'll avoid the traffic.

- No, I'm going right.

- Phil! - What? It's quicker this way.

- Yeah...

(Sighing)

- Shit!

(Horns honking)

- I'm taking the subway.

- We're going to the same place.

- I told you, I have an errand.

- Ev! - I'll see you at work.

- I'll deal with Andy.

(Door closing)

(Knocking on door)

Hello?

- Oh God! - Andy?

- Yeah, what's going on?

- Oh, are you OK?

- What? Yeah, I'm OK.

Uh, you wouldn't believe what happened last night.

- Right... - No, the power went out a--

- Were you drinking?

- What? No, come on.

- Andy, I got you a job.

You gotta show up for it.

Every day, starting now.

Take a cab.

(Phone ringing)

Maybe a shower too.

Hello? - Where the hell are you?

We need to prep! - Yes.

I'm on my way.

(Phone chiming)

(Breathing heavily)

(Sniffling)

(Phone chiming)

(Elevator chiming)

(Phone ringing)

- Sorry I'm late.

Here are all the briefs concerning

the protected farmland Keas wants to purchase.

- Oh, yeah. Phil and I can give it some context.

- Yeah. - Everything's there.

You just need to merge it with the rest

of the presentation and print it out.

- Uh, can you do it? We kind of lost our intern.

- And you still have no receptionist.

- Well, after we sign Keas, it'll be a whole new ball game.

- It better be.

- We'll be expanding, right, Phil?

- Yes, that's right.

Three more lawyers,

a receptionist and a paralegal.

Which reminds me,

can you pull together a candidate list,

set up interviews with the best and brightest?

- Me?

- Yeah.

Please?

- This was supposed to be part-time.

I'm up to sixty hours a week.

- I know, I know. It's temporary, I promise.

(Phone ringing)

- I hope you catch your big fish.

If not, I'm the next one out the door.

- Don't you worry,

you'll be very busy counting our Keas income.

- Grimmer and Landry.

How can I help you?

(Sirens blaring)

- All right,

my part's done.

Are you winning? - Almost.

I just have to look it over one last time in the morning.

- Good. Look at us.

It's all happening, man.

Six years ago, we started with nothing.

- It's about time.

(Chuckling)

(Sighing)

Hold on, Ev.

We're almost there.

(Birds chirping)

(Sighing)

- What colour did we agree on for the bedroom?

(Sighing)

- Good morning to you too.

- What colour?

(Sighing)

- Blue.

- Unbelievable.

- OK, Ev, why don't you tell me what colour we wanted

for the bedroom.

- I have told you, but you never listen.

I'm sick and tired of my opinion counting for shit.

- Ev, come on.

This is paint.

I don't have the energy to fight with you over,

like, meaningless details.

- Meaningless details?

Like making me the firm's secretary?

- Jesus. We all gotta make sacrifices.

- Yeah, some more than others.

- OK, you know what?

I have to focus on the presentation here.

- Go get them!

(Chuckling)

- You're not coming into the office?

- You guys will be out all day. I'll work from home.

- OK. I love you.

(Door closing)

(Horns honking)

Now, we all know to develop this mine means the involvement

of three levels of government.

And every law firm worth its salt has

its contacts in each of them.

But we have something special.

We know the region you want to excavate.

We grew up here. We know the people.

We understand the issues from the ground up.

And we can handle all of the inevitable concerns

that locals are gonna have

about a project of this magnitude.

So yes, we'll have influence with the municipal counsel,

but more importantly,

with the very residents who are gonna vote

on whether or not your project gets green lit.

And that...

well, I mean, that's priceless.

Ev!

(Door closing)

You here?

Come on! We're celebrating!

Got us reservations...

Hey, what's going on?

- I didn't want to spoil your presentation.

- What are you doing?

- I can't do this anymore, Phil.

- Are you leaving me?

- I need some space to think, to clear my head.

- Whoa, whoa, Evelyn.

OK, hey, hey, hey.

Ev, slow down.

Hey, we--we hit a rough patch

with the firm and the house,

but it's over, OK?

We--we did it. We got through it.

We--we can finally have the life that we wanted.

We can start a family. - N-not like this.

- What? What are you talking about?

- Phil, you have no idea how I've felt

for the past 6 months.

- Then tell me, how?

- I'm not sure this is the life that I want.

- Well then, what is the life that you want, Ev?

You gotta tell me.

- You have no idea?

You have no clue?

- I...

- Why am I not surprised?

- Come on, Evelyn.

Evelyn, stop. Hey!

We can talk about this!

(Footsteps retreating, door opening)

Ev!

Ev, come on. Where are you going?

Evelyn, stop!

This is--this is crazy.

You gotta stop.

Evelyn! Where...

OK.

- Hey, you've reached Evelyn. Please leave a message.

(Phone beeping)

- Ev, come on.

Don't turn your back on us, OK?

We can turn this around.

You just...

you gotta come home.

Please.

Wait.

Can I get that on the record, please?

- Not now.

- Come on, I need some proof for when you try and...

Oh shit!

♪ ♪ ♪

♪ ♪ ♪

Hey.

- Ev said you had to work late.

- What?

No, I wouldn't miss it for the world.

- No, uh, Phil's not staying, Dad.

Just give us a minute, and I'll be right in.

- Ev... - Look, don't make a scene.

- You cannot throw away 6 years over nothing.

- Just go. - This is ridiculous.

- Ridiculous?

Phil, you're exhausting. - What?

What am I doing? - Keep your voice down.

It's Mom's birthday.

- What is the life you want, Ev?

What? Tell me.

- So you don't remember?

- What?

Music?

You wan--you want to play music again?

That's fine. We can fix that.

- No, stop trying to fix everything.

I need time to think!

- You can think at home!

I'll leave you alone.

- No, you'll argue, break me down.

- Break you down? - I'll get confused.

- You sound confused!

- OK, va chier.

- All right, that's enough, Phil.

- No, Evelyn.

- OK, let's go. - Evelyn, come on.

Don't do this! - All right.

That's enough. - Oh my God!

- OK?

- You knew?

- I asked her to wait till after the presentation.

- You didn't give me a heads-up? I thought we were friends.

- I am your friend, but she's my sister.

- And I love her.

- Well, that's not how you've been treating her for a while.

- And how have I been treating her exactly?

- Come on, Phil, she hasn't been your priority.

- What the hell are you talking about?

I have been working my ass off to give her everything

that she wants!

Pat, she is my whole life!

- OK, sure.

It's just that, lately, Ev...

(Sighing)

- What?

What do you know?

- I can't get in the middle of this.

Hey, um, I think I found a way to cement our bid for Keas.

- Keas?

No, I don't give a shit about Keas.

If--if Ev and I are over,

then... none of that fucking matters.

(Crowd cheering)

(Horn blaring, Pat sighing)

- Five-nothing.

We're getting our asses handed to us

by the worst fucking team in the league.

- Is that her?

- I gotta go.

You should get some sleep.

- Pat, what is going on here?

What am I missing?

- Why don't you ask her?

Better late than never, buddy.

Go home.

(Indistinct chatter)

(Sniffling)

♪ ♪ ♪

(Dog barking)

(Line ringing)

- Do you know what time it is? - Hey, where are you?

I'm outside your house. Your car's not here.

- Did you talk to Eric?

- Uh, no.

I'm in a cab.

- Don't bother him, OK?

- What is going on?

Are you with Ev? - No!

- Pat, don't fuck around. Are you?

I need to know where she is.

- I don't know. We'll talk tomorrow.

Just get away from my house. - OK.

Don-- Ugh!

(Phone ringing)

- Hey, you've reached Evelyn.

Please leave a message.

(Phone beeping)

- Ev, you're right.

I haven't been present.

I haven't been listening.

And I...

I know things have been bad between us.

I still don't know what to do.

I don't know how to get back to us.

But all of it...

all of it was for us, Ev.

Please call me back.

(Phone chiming)

(Sniffling)

(Sniffling)

(Phone beeping)

(Line ringing)

- Bienvenue à l'agence Plan B.

Welcome to Plan B Agency.

For English, press nine.

Please enter your credit card number.

(Phone beeping)

Philip Grimmer, 34 Dorion Avenue.

If this address is correct, press one.

(Phone beeping)

Select your desired destination.

For the year 2022, press one.

For 2021, press--

- What the fuck?

Fuck.

(Grunting)

(Screaming)

(Phone beeping)

- State the reason for the trip.

(Chuckling)

- The reason for my trip.

- The system could not register your answer.

Please try again.

(Chuckling)

Please try again.

- I want a second chance.

- The system could not register your answer.

Please try again.

- To win back my girlfriend.

- The system could not register your an--

- That's the fucking reason!

- Please try again.

- All right, to avoid breaking up with Evelyn!

Can you understand me,

you stupid fucking piece of shit?

- "Avoid" and "breaking up" have been accepted.

- Oh.

- Using the keypad,

enter the desired date of the trip

starting with the month, followed by the day.

- My trip?

- The system could not register your request.

Please try again.

(Sighing)

- I don't know, uh, yesterday.

- Using the keypad,

enter the desired date of the trip

starting with the month, followed by the day.

- Are you fucking kidding me?

- Your request has been registered.

Your trip is scheduled for 18 May, 2022.

To confirm, press one.

Our agents will arrive tomorrow

between 9:00 a.m. and 9:00 p.m.

Thank you for choosing Plan B.

(Phone beeping)

- Wait.

(Scoffing)

(Saw whirring, Phil grunting)

(Sighing)

Andy?

- Hey.

Check out this perfect French door.

- Yeah, that-- that looks great.

- Yeah, I hope so.

Only took you 3 days to do it.

- Asshole.

You know I only charge you for the hours that I work.

Just trying to make my brother's house flawless.

Trust me.

- Yeah, I know.

- And, honestly,

you're lucky I'm here to keep an eye

on these lazy clowns,

make sure that they don't butcher the house.

- Oh.

- In sports news,

a humiliating 5-0 defeat for the Habs shook

Montreal fans yesterday.

- Yeah? - Where are you, man?

Everyone's waiting.

I got a follow-up with Keas.

- Yeah, OK.

Can you take it down a notch, please?

My head's about to explode.

- Get your ass here. - I'll be right there.

(Hammer pounding, doorbell ringing)

- Philip Grimmer? - Yeah?

Hey! Hey! Let go of me.

Let go of me! Stop!

Hey! Ugh!

(Tires squealing)

(Alarm beeping)

- Are you OK?

- What's the date?

- The 18th.

(Gasping)

- Oh my God!

(Phone buzzing)

- Yeah, hi.

Don't worry, I was awake.

Um, I'd love to have you both here,

but you know.

Sure, that works, Dad.

Yeah, bye.

We're invited to-- - It's your mom's birthday.

- You remembered?

- Yeah. Yeah, of course.

And...

and she's having a dinner.

And, uh, and, uh, and I think we should go.

- Are you messing with me?

You never want to go to my parents'.

- Yeah, but, uh, I want to go now.

- What's going on?

- Nothing.

No--nothing, nothing. I just...

I--I want to go. I'm excited.

- OK...

- First thing's first,

don't deposit that cheque I gave you.

We're gonna pay you cash from now on.

Here you go. - Thank you.

- Second, we need this done in 2 weeks.

- That's impossible.

- We've been living in a warzone for months.

That stops now.

- One condition--

- That we hire a new guy to replace my brother

who I shouldn't have insisted you hire in the first place.

I agree. He's unreliable.

So, I handle that and we have a deal?

- We got a deal.

- Great.

(Saw whirring, hammer pounding)

- Well, you sure told him.

- Not bad, right?

- So, when did you decide not to enable your brother anymore?

- Look, my guilt about our childhood isn't

gonna help him.

If he doesn't start learning to do things for himself now,

he never will.

- And the cash you promised?

Where is it gonna come from?

- The Keas contract.

Don't worry. You'll see.

- Turn left.

We'll avoid the traffic.

- Uh, yeah, good call.

(Scoffing)

Shit!

- OK, I'll take the subway.

I have to go somewhere before work anyway.

- Wait, what is this errand?

- I'll see you at the office.

- Ev, you--

♪ ♪ ♪

♪ ♪ ♪

- You followed me?

- Are you sick?

- No, it's not that.

- Well, then what is it?

- I'm late.

- A-a-are you pregnant?

- I don't know.

I had to do a more accurate test.

- You--you took a test without telling me?

(Door opening)

- Ms. Landry?

- Evelyn...

- Can we talk after?

OK.

- Come on in.

(Breathing heavily)

- Were you ever gonna tell me?

- I needed to know for myself.

And you were consumed with work.

- This is more important.

Evelyn, you gotta talk to me.

- I didn't tell you because I think I'm done...

with us.

- No.

No, we're not over.

This isn't over.

- Phil, you can't honestly say that we've been good...

that you're happy, that...

I know I'm not.

- Do you not love me anymore?

- No, that's not the issue. - That's the only issue.

Ev, you gotta give me a chance here.

OK? To--to prove...

to prove to you that I can make this work, OK?

You--you gotta give me time.

Please?

Ma--maybe this is a sign.

You know?

A fresh start.

(Phone chiming)

- We should go inside before he blows nuclear.

- Can we talk more about this tonight?

- Um, I made plans with Naomi.

The house will be full of fumes.

- Fumes?

Oh shit!

Right, the paint.

What colour did you want again?

- Vanilla. - Vanilla, right.

- Why? You ordered it, right?

(Keys clanging)

- Yeah, absolutely.

(Elevator chiming)

Uh, tell Pat I'll be right in.

- Mm-hmm.

(Phone ringing)

- Cedric, hey, have you started on the bedroom?

How's the vanilla going?

- Uh, you mean the steel blue, because that's what you ordered.

(Sighing)

- Stop painting now.

- They almost did the first coat.

- No, stop.

I'll finish it.

- Uh, your brother showed up.

I thought we had a deal?

- We do.

Ugh! Put him on.

- For you.

(Sighing)

- Yeah?

- Andy? You're fired.

- Oh, come on.

Why? Because I'm late?

- No, because you're unreliable.

- I'm no leech.

I only charge you for the days that I work.

- It has nothing to do with that.

- Wha--what am I supposed to tell Miriam, huh?

That I can't pay child support?

You think she's gonna let me see my daughter?

Think this helps keep me sober?

- Look, I'll help you find another job. OK?

I'll come over tonight. We'll strategize.

- Fuck strategy.

You're my brother.

- Andy, I gotta do things differently this t--

(Phone beeping)

- Everything's there, you just need

to merge it with the rest of the file and print it.

- Can you do it? We lost our intern.

- And you still don't have a receptionist.

- Well, after we sign Keas, it'll be a whole new ball game.

- It better be.

- Uh, why don't I handle the documents, actually.

It's not fair Evelyn has to pick up

the slack, right?

We should chip in.

In fact, why don't I set up the interviews

for the new hires?

- All that by yourself?

- Come on, we hired Evelyn to be a part-time paralegal.

Now she's working, what, sixty hours a week?

No, that stops now.

Evelyn, I got it.

Grimmer and Landry.

Yes, speaking?

- Hey. - Hey.

- Everything OK with you? - Yeah, what about you?

Want to tell me what you wouldn't say

at the bar last night?

- Bar?

- Is everything OK with you and Eric?

- Uh, sure. Great.

- Nothing you want to tell me?

- No. Why?

Is your section of the presentation ready?

- Yeah, almost.

I just have to look it over again in the morning.

- Big day tomorrow. Let's nail it.

- Uh, hold on one second.

Ev!

Hey, Ev!

Ev.

Ev!

- Yeah?

- I'll see you at home after Naomi's?

- Yeah, of course. - OK.

Take your time.

Have fun.

(Elevator chiming)

(Knocking on door)

(Sighing)

- About time, bro.

Strategy my ass.

(Chuckling)

Oh, Miriam.

- You've been drinking.

Do you at least have this month's child support?

- No.

♪ ♪ ♪

(Crickets chirping)

- OK, so, they did the wrong colour?

- Uh...

yeah, but, uh, actually, it's--it's my fault.

I got it wrong.

Now I'm trying to fix it.

- Well, you're not doing a great job.

(Chuckling)

- Yeah, I was hoping, uh,

it'd be the attempt that counted.

(Chuckling)

Ev, I, uh...

I haven't been listening to you.

We both know this isn't the life you wanted, right?

You want to be playing music.

Right?

- Yeah.

- You need to start practicing and auditioning.

Hold on one second.

(♪ Need It by Half Moon Run on phone ♪)

Make-up dance.

♪♪ In a dream ♪

♪ I was untrue ♪

♪ In sweats ♪

♪ And I knew it was you ... ♪

- OK, Phil!

Phil!

OK, are we gonna talk about this?

(Sighing)

Phil?

We need to talk about this.

(Sighing)

- I'm sorry, OK? I'm...

I didn't mean it.

I'm just sick and tired of this fucking mess.

- Mm-hmm.

We're not gonna be one of those couples who break up

over renovations, are we?

- No, that would be dumb.

- Yeah, very dumb.

- Very dumb. - Mm-hmm.

(♪ Need It by Half Moon Run on phone ♪)

- What's this?

Wait a minute. Is this--is this make-up sex?

- No, it's make-up dancing.

Much better.

♪ Can't be the same ♪

♪ As we lie in the light ♪

♪ Knowing full well ♪

♪ Your virtue's my vice ... ♪

- What?

♪ And if you ... ♪

- Phil... - What?

- What are you doing to me?

♪ I'll breathe in... ♪

- Ev...

♪ And slowly let go ♪

♪ If you need it ♪

♪ Then I need it ♪

♪ And only we'll know ♪

♪ Your sorry words ♪

♪ Need not know my mind ♪

♪ So refrain from use ♪♪

- Where's your presentation? We need to print it.

- I didn't finish it. - What do you mean?

You said you'd finish it last night

and reread it this morning.

(Pat sighing)

Tell me this isn't fucking happening.

- Shit!

- Our apologies,

we were gonna have presentation handouts,

but we had a technical glitch.

Um, but allow me to introduce my partner, Philip Grimmer,

who will run you through the entire presentation.

- Well, uh, first of all,

none of the larger firms-- - I'm sorry.

We need to see supporting documentation

to assess your proposal.

(Sighing)

- Montreal's got this one in the bag.

They can't lose.

- I wouldn't bet on that.

This is so thoughtful, Phil.

- Please, it's not everyday your mother-in-law turns 65.

- Oh?

(Chuckling)

- This celebration calls for my latest vintage.

- Mmm!

- Chateau Landry.

So, a toast to my beautiful Diane.

- (Phil): Cheers. - (Evelyn): Cheers.

- I'd also, uh, like to add just how inspiring it is

to see the two of you surrounded by the family

that you've built together.

Some...

Well, family is everything.

To family. - To family.

- To family. - To family.

(Sighing)

- You saw the email from Keas?

- Yeah.

Sorry, it was my fault.

- I want to know how you figured it out.

- Figured what out?

- The woman from Keas.

- What about her?

- You knew I was keeping something from you.

- Wait a minute, you and her? - Oh, come off it.

You knew.

Of all the big firms Keas could have met with,

why do you think they gave us a foot in the door?

(Sighing)

- What about Eric and the kids?

- I did it for them.

All of it.

(Sighing)

There's a price to pay to get the things

you want in life, Phil.

- And some things are not worth it.

(Phone buzzing)

- That's her.

Maybe I can get us a shot at the brass ring.

You with me on this?

Hey, Phil, do you--do you want the Keas contract or not?

- Yes, yes, go.

- All right.

(Chuckling)

(Door opening, closing)

(Turn signal clicking)

- Thanks for being so great with my folks.

I appreciate the effort...

even though I know why you're doing this.

Where are you going?

- Ev, I'm doing it...

because I love you.

- It's been a long time since you looked at me that way.

♪ ♪ ♪

(Phil groaning)

(Groaning, inhaling deeply)

- What are you doing?

- Ah, the Wifi keeps cutting in and out.

- You're up early.

- Yeah, I'm shopping for my cello.

I emailed my former instructor to see if she'd take me on

for lessons again.

- I can't really afford a new cello right now, Ev.

- Then I'll rent one.

- Don't you think this should wait

until after the baby?

- Oh, so you've decided we're having the baby?

- I don't know.

We--we've been...

I'd like that, yes.

- (Andy): Back off, or I'll drill your fucking head!

- What was that? - It's been three days!

I'll drill your fucking head, man!

- Andy, stop! - You're drunk!

- Fuck you! - Get him out of here!

- Andy, stop! - This is not your house!

- Screw you! Fucking get off me.

- Andy, stop! - Little brother, man.

Here to save the day!

- I thought you said he was done?

- It's a misunderstanding.

- You got that cash for me?

- What? - Ha! Pack up, boys!

- No, wait. No, no, no!

- No, no, no, no! Please, Cedric!

- I'll do this myself.

- Andy! - You're useless.

Fuck off! - Stop! Look at me.

Take a breath now!

What--what is going on?

- Nothing.

- Andy, it's a setback, OK?

- No. - I'm not gonna tell anybody.

- I won't be able to see my daughter anymore.

- A humiliating 5-0 defeat for the Habs

shook Montreal fans yesterday.

- Wait.

Shit! Hold on.

Hold on!

Hello? - Where are you, man?

Everyone's waiting.

I got us a follow-up with Keas.

I did what I had to. - Oh shit!

- Get your ass here. - OK, OK, OK, OK!

I'll be there in a second.

(Phone chiming)

Ah, fuck!

- Getting the fuck out of here.

- Andy. Andy, stop!

Listen!

Evelyn, Evelyn, I'm sorry! I got this, OK?

- No, you're not helping by protecting him.

So, everything you said about my music,

was that bullshit too?

- No! I-it's not! It's just...

Until we get the contract, we don't have enough money.

I can't hire another paralegal. That's all!

- I knew it.

- Ev, I can handle this... - Don't bother!

- ...I just need time! I promise you!

- I need to get ready for work.

- Look, I am gonna make this all work, OK?

I'm gonna take care of everything!

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