David's Mom:
When your father was here, I used to think, "This was it. This is the way it was always going to be. I had the right house. I had the right car. I had the right life."
David:
There is no right house. There is no right car.
David's Mom:
God, my face must be a mess.
David:
It looks great.
David's Mom:
Honey, it's really sweet of you, but I'm sure it does not look "great."
David:
Sure it does. Come here.
David's Mom:
I'm 40 years old. I mean, it's not supposed to be like this.
David:
It's not supposed to be anything. Hold still.
David's Mom:
How'd you get so smart all of a sudden?
David:
[long slow smile]
I had a good day.
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