we go out to dinner - we might never come back.
i live. here.
you're - home early.
are you. okay? crawford shrugs, smiling strangely. he looks pained.
have you been drinking? he lets go and she steps back. studying him. scared.
that's creepy.
tommy -
what are you talking about?
those don't sound like feelings.
you think you're so much smarter than i am. that must make you feel very powerful.
okay. maybe it's time to really talk.
no? he shakes his head. frayed and worn, she sighs.
fine. whatever. i'll make you some dinner. he watches her turn and head for the kitchen. to her back:
i'm so sorry.