< VOCA >
be mad at ~
~에 화나다
Play catch-up
놓친 상황을 파악 중이다
상대를 따라잡으려 애쓰다
Cliché
<문학 비평 용어> 상투적인 생각/문구
sober
술이 깬, 술이 깨다
< KEY EXPRESSION >
어떤 상황인지 파악중인데요
I’m playing catch-up.
당신은 이 단어와 친숙하겠죠.
You’re familiar with this word.
난 화낼 권리가 없지.
I have no right to be angry.
나한테는 당신 뿐이었어.
You’ve been always the only one.
< SCRIPT >
57:06
And I'm so mad at you. I'm really
mad at you for what you did. But, mad
at myself too. Because I should not have jumped out
of that car. I should've fought
for you. Because you fight for your soul mates. Least, that's what my
13-year-old son tells me.
He's a really strange kid.
He scares the shit out of me.
I miss you too.
Mr. and Mrs. Weaver?
No way in hell.
Cal, what are you doing here?
Oh, you two know each other?
Yes. Yeah, right. We've met before, yes.
"We have met before"? Seriously?
So I'd like to introduce you to my wife, Emily.
Hi, I'm Robbie's mom.
She's your wife again. How convenient.
So shall we enter?
Okay.
Why don't we?
Let's do that.
58:24
I'm sorry. I'm playing catch-up. How
do you two know each other, exactly?
Maybe your husband
should tell you.
We... I think we met at last year's parent-teacher conference, wasn't it?
Did I miss it? Did I miss the parent-teacher
conference thing last year?
Yeah. I don't remember. Why don't we just, why don’t we focus on Robbie?
Yes. Yes, let's do that. Let’s, let's focus on Robbie. As you know,
Robbie's shining moment this year was when he set a school record for cursing in an eighth-grade English class. Asshole.
You're familiar with this word, Mrs.
Weaver.
Yes, I am. And I've spoken to
Principal...
Asshole. As in someone who tells a woman that he'll call and never does.
Asshole. As in someone who uses honesty
to get a woman into bed with him but is actually full of shit like the rest
of them.
This is not
about Robbie.
Asshole. As in someone who allows a woman to go downtown for 45 minutes because
he's nervous.
You know what? Here's the deal.
She's an
alcoholic.
Emily, Emily, wait.
Leave me alone, Cal.
I'm sober five
years, asshole!
Okay, yeah, I did. I did. I slept with our son's eighth-grade English teacher.
I know. I know. And I cheated, so I
have no right to be angry.
Not the point. When we were first married you were the only woman that I had ever
slept with and now I have had sex with nine different women... God.
Nine? Nine? Wow. You showed me.
I wasn't trying to show you. I was trying to move on. But I don't want to. You've
always been the only one.
Tell her she's the perfect combination of sexy and cute, asshole.
You said that to her?
I did, yes.
Who are you?
I'm your soul mate.
What a cliché.