— Mrs. Weathersby, Gigantic
Happy: I’m sorry. This is definitely my fault. I just have so much I want to tell you. First I want to you tell you that I care for you. I really do. Never met anyone like you. I’m just so fucked up. I don’t have a real job. I’ve never had a boyfriend. I’ve never been in love. It’s just a lot. It’s too much. You’re about to have a fucking kid, Brian. I feel like shit. I am shit.