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What the hell are you gonna do with this? Hmm? What do you think you're gonna do? You're gonna stop? No. You're right. I am. Go ahead and try. You do this, April. You do this, and I swear to God, yo. What? You'll leave me? Is that a threat or a promise? When did you buy this, April? How long have you had this? I want to know. Jesus Christ, you really are being melodramatic about this whole thing.
As long as it's done in the first 12 weeks, it's perfectly safe. That's now, April. Don't I get a sense? Of course you do. It would be for you, Frank. Don't you see? So you can have time, just like we talked about. How can it be for me when the thought of it makes my stomach turn over? For God's sake, that is for me. Tell me we can have the baby in Paris, Frank. Tell me we can have a different life, but don't make me stay here, please. We can't have the baby in Paris. Why not? I don't need everything we have here. I, I don't care where we live. I mean, who made these rules, anyway? Look, the only reason we moved out here was because I got pregnant. Then we had another child to prove the first one wasn't a mistake. I mean, how long does it go on, Frank? Do you actually want another child? Well, do you? Come on, tell me. Tell me the truth, Frank. Remember that we used to live by it. And you know what's so good about the truth? Everyone knows what it is. However long they've lived without it. No one forgets the truth, Frank. They just get better at lying. So tell me, do you really want another child?
All I know is what I feel, and anyone else in their right mind would feel the same way. April. But I've had two children. Doesn't that count in my favor? Christ, April, the fact that you even put it that way. You make it seem as if having children is, is some sort of a god punishment. I love my children, Frank. And you're sure about that? What the, huh? Is that supposed to mean, April? You just said our daughter was a mistake. How do I know you didn't try to get rid of her, or Michael, for that matter? How do I know you didn't try to flush our entire family down the toilet? That's true. Of course I didn't. But how do I know? April, stop. Please, just stop. Frank, April, a normal woman, a normal, sane mother doesn't buy a piece of rubber tubing to give herself an abortion so she can live out some kind of a god fantasy. Look, all I'm saying is you don't seem entirely rational about this thing, and I think it's about time we found somebody to help make some sense of your life. And the new job's gonna pay for that too. April, if you need a shrink, it will be paid for. Obviously.
Okay, I guess there isn't much more to say than is there? So I guess Paris was a pretty childish idea, huh? I guess maybe it was, April. We can be happy here. I can make you happy here. We've had a great couple of months. It doesn't need to end. We're gonna be okay. I promise. I hope so, Frank. I really hope so. You.