Some Things Bear Repeating

By Brewt.Blacklist

July 2010

Once

"I love you."

"Hmm?"

"I said I love you."

"I know. Thanks. I love you, too."

"You know, when you say it like that, it sounds, well, bored."

"Hmm?"

"Bored. You sound bored."

"I…uhh…"

"Bored. Bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored. Oh my god, I'm boring you."

"Uhhh…"

"All this time together, doing absolutely everything we could together, and you would rather watch TV."

"Well, um, not everything."

"Hmm?"

"We haven't done everything."

"…"

"…"

"I don't think I know what you mean."

"Yes, you do."

"Wait, what?"

"Wake up the hamsters. Turn the wheel. Do some math."

"…"

"…"

"Are weeee tal…"

"Uh huh."

"…"

"…"

"You've…always…said 'no' to things like that. Firmly."

"Yeah, well, things change."

"I don't think we're talking about the same thing."

"Yes, we are."

"I'm pretty sure I don't know where to begin."

"Well, what do you keep asking for."

"You know that was always in the heat of the moment, and I always respected your 'no's. And I have quit asking."

"Well, we're not there, are we. And I'm not saying 'no'."

"You're saying 'yes'."

"Yes. 'Yes'."

"What if you say 'no' anyway?"

"I'm giving you an override pass. Ignore it. Old habits, you know."

"So let me get this straight. You are telling me that we are going to do that…thing…and if you say 'no' it means 'yes'."

"No, I'm pretty sure I'm going to mean 'no' with every fiber of my being. And I don't suspect I will be easy about it. But you get to ignore it. Busy?"

"What?"

"Right now. What are you doing?"

"Uhh, talking to you."

"I married a fucking genius. So you don't really have anything else to do right now, do you."

"You mean now."

"Yes. Now. Bored, remember?"

"Wait, wait, wait. I need to know something."

"What else do you want? A bid? A summons?"

"Afterwards. What happens afterwards?"

"What's the matter? Don't you trust me? Don't you loovve me?"

"You know what I mean."

"What do I have to do here, sing an Abba song?"

"God, that movie sucked."

"Brosnan, yes. Streep was a nice surprise. Don't change the subject. C'mon. 'Yes'. Look at me. 'Yes'."

"…"

"Come on, now. You're going to ruin it. Tomorrow is another day."

"…Ok."

(loud exhale) "'Bout god damn time."

"Yeah yeah yeah. You hated that movie, hard."

"IIIIII liike it! Better?"

"Boom. With the way you feel about Peter Weller, are you stoking my delicate male ego here?"

"Mmhmm. Annnd…honey?"

"Hmm?"

"God doesn't exist, you're the Easter bunny, Oz is real, and that guy? Not what you think."

"Do you seriously think that as much as we've had to go through for one lousy word that your powers of persuasion are now infinite?"

"Had to try. Just screwing with you. Oh, maybe shouln'tda put it that way. Ha ha."

"Yer still a chuckle and a half."

"Hi-frickin-larious. And I love you."

"Say that to me again in half an hour."

"Make it an hour."

"Sure, thing, baby."

"God, no, no, no no no Stop! Stop!"

"Naawwww…"

"I was kidding! Really! Please don't!"

"Not a chance, baby."

"Aaarrrggh! I mean it! Don't! I'll leave you!"

"No, you won't."

"Yes! Yes I will! Stooppppp!!!"

"If you really mean that, why aren't you struggling?"

"BECAUSE YOU TIED ME UP! LET ME GO! AAHH!"

"No."

"NO! NO! NO! NO! AAARRGGG! I HATE YOU! MMBLPHPHMMM!"

"No you don't."

"YES I DO! Now let me GO!"

"Yes, no, yes, no. Gawd, you're confusing."

"Please, please, let me go. I didn't mean it. Really. This is true now. I was only kidding. Let me go. PLEASE!"

"Oh, my god. You're wet!"

"Noooooo!!!! I divorce you! I Divorce You! I DIVOOORCE YOOOUUUUUUU!"

"And not just a little wet, you are wet like a whore!"

"That can't be. I hate this. I hate you. I want out. I refuse to be a victim!"

"Not until we finish this." Uuuhgng.

"And This." UURRHGHGNG.

"AND THIS!!" AARRRGHNOOOOOOO!!!

"…"

"Hhhh hhhh hhhh hhhhnnnnnn."

"So. Was it good for you?"

"Pttooo."

"Now that wasn't nice, spitting on me; so mellow fucking out. Maybe something will have to be done about that."

"You fucking bastard. How dare you do that to me. You know how I really felt!"

"God, your mixed messages are mixed-ier than usual. Hmmm?"

"Take your god damn hands off uh, me. You know what I mean. Let me go!"

"…Don't you feel naked?"

"I am naked. I want my fucking clothes…I'm just an ordinary girl with nothing left to lose. Now. Oh god. God."

"…"

"…ooohhh…"

"Hmmm. Who's a rock star?"

"Ooohhhhhh. I'm a rock star."

"What do you say?"

"…mmm…."

"C'mon, what do you say?"

"I…I…I love you…."

"That'll do, pig. That'll do."

Twice

"…"

"…"

"Thanks for going out with me tonight."

"Sure."

"No, really, it meant something to me. And the movie didn't suck for once. Thank you."

"Uh, yeah, sure."

"…Something bothering you?"

"Oh, uh, no, I…I need cigarettes."

"Well, should we pull in over here?"

"Yes. Yes, please."

"Nothin' to it."

"…"

"Want me to wait?"

"Nnnno, come in with me."

"Yeah. Sure."

"…"

"Oh, hey. Done?"

"C'm'ere"

"Hmm?"

"C'mon. Come with me."

"Where are we goin'?"

"'Back."

"I've seen that look before. What are we doing?"

"Do you want to argue instead?"

"Nnoo…"

"Mmmm…This place not good enough for ya?"

"Wait. What about…you know…The clerk?"

"Not invited."

"That's not what I meant."

"Clerk won't care. Just you. Let's go, Casanova."

"…Never argue with a lady…"

"Uhhh…I like this…"

"I knew you would."

"Oh, yeah, I really like this…"

"Uhhmmmm…"

"Mmmm…hhh…hhh…"

"Wait. Wait. What are you doing?"

"You know."

"No. No, god damnnit. Stop."

"Thaaat's not gonna happen."

"I'll scream."

"No you won't. You started this."

"No. Uhhh. Don't…please don't do this."

"Oh, yeah, baby. Uuhhhhhh."

"That was j-j-just the once. Uh uh uh."

"Go with it. You know you want to."

"No. No. No. Nooooo. Aarrrgghhhhh nonono."

"Keep your voice down, unless you want one of those other things to happen. Say yes. HmHm."

"No. Aahhh. No. Let me go."

"Say yes."

"Oh god, I hate you. Oh. Uhhgh."

"Do it. Say yes."

"Aarrgggg…Nooooo…yesno…no. No. hhhhhh NO!"

"Sshhh. See? Aaahhhh. Told you."

"Oh. Fuck. Ugghhh. Why are you doing this again?"

"You wanted me to. Say yes."

"…"

"Say it."

"… hhhhh"

"…"

"…yes. God damn you, you fucking bastard, yes."

"God, I love you."

"Bullshit."

"This was great, baby. I loved this. Thank you."

"I hated it."

"No, you didn't. Why would you set this up if you really hated it?"

"…ptoo"

"Pretty. Answer me…"

"…b….because I love you. And…uh… you needed it."

"Murmph. That I did. Kiss me."

"Mm."

"No, kiss me like you mean it."

"Mm. Mmmmm. Mmmmm. Better?"

"I love you."

"Love you, too."

"Still bored?"

"What do you think?"

Thrice

"No."

"Hm?"

"You heard me."

"…uhhh… 'no' what?"

"You know."

(Yawn) "Ya lost me."

"No I didn't. Leave it alone."

"Isn't it kinda early?"

"Just do what I want."

"I wasn't doing anything."

"Good. Keep it that way."

"Gawd, is there coffee?"

"Don't change the subject."

"What subject? I…uh…oh. Wait."

"Yeeaah: 'No'."

"No?"

"No."

"…"

"…"

"Is this one of those 'no's that doesn't really mean no?"

"No. 'No' means 'no'. And don't you ever forget it. Never again."

"Did I ask something?"

"No. And the answer is still 'no'."

"So, let me get this straight. We had us a 'no' that meant 'no', except it meant 'yes' a coupla times, and now it means 'no' again. Right?"

"Yes. 'No'."

"Wait. What?"

"Don't make me say it again."

"…So, you're not bored anymore."

"I'd rather be bored."

"I see. So, why?"

"Hm?"

"Here we go. 'You heard me'."

"…"

"Why. Why is the 'no' that was 'yes' again a 'no'?"

"I…I didn't like it."

"I beg to differ."

"I didn't like how it made me feel."

"Again with the begging and the differing."

"The next day. I didn't like how it made me feel the next day."

"And how was that?"

"I really don't want to talk about it. I felt…I felt…dirty…"

"Ah. I see. I make you feel dirty. Got it."

"No, not you. Just that…you know."

"That's…not any better, you know."

"Hmm?"

"Because…that…you know, made me believe you finally trusted me. 'Trusting me', makes you feel dirty. Great."

"Wait, where are you going?"

"I'm gonna go pout for a while."

"Why? I'm just telling you what I want and how I feel!"

"Because my wife didn't trust me, then she did, and now she doesn't again."

"No! don't go…oh god. Fuck."

"Mmmm. See? Uhhh. Isn't this nice?"

"Yeah."

"God, that feels good. Hhhh. Hhhh."

"Good."

"Hhhuhhh, hhuhhh, hhhuhhh. Oh, god…"

"…"

"Ooohhhhhhh. Mmmm. Mmm. Mm."

"…"

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing. This is great."

"…"

"…"

"Did you finish?"

"Yeah. Yeah."

"I…I didn't notice."

"You were busy. Really, this was fine."

"Mmmmm. God, I love you. Is that ok?"

"Love you, too."