rob, it's liz. just calling to see, well, if you're okay. give me a ring. i'm not taking sides. yet. lot's of love. bye.
hey. it's liz.
you called this morning?
how're you holding up?
yeah. like i said, i don't want to take sides. and i like laura with you. she's more fun, more open. you guys are good together. i just wish you two could, i don't know. i don't think much of this ian guy --
-- no, no, no, don't even. i talked to laura, rob. i talked to her and she gave me a little background. and you're a fucking asshole.
to think i sympathized with you for two seconds! poor rob! laura left him out of nowhere for the schmuck upstairs. you let me believe that!
rob! two years ago you got laura pregnant; you then proceeded to cheat on her! you borrowed money from her and never paid a dime back! and then, just a few weeks ago, you told her you were unhappy with her and were "kind of looking around for somebody else!"
it's a crematorium.
what difference does it make?
no. they don't know him. and ken liked you. rob, ken didn't die for your benefit, you know. it's like everybody's a supporting actor in the film of your life story.
how are you?
she's had a pretty rough few weeks already, without this. it's hard when you're putting all of your efforts into one part of your life and it doesn't work out.
we are talking about somebody else. laura. laura and ray, actually.
enough of what?
maybe i've been a little unfair. but is this really the time?
if by "we" you are referring to men, then i have to say that just the once would do.