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I trashed the house.

How badly?

I finally understand why you hate that

place so much. Hmm.

I trashed your room once after the fire,

and everybody thought you were dead.

Really? Elizabeth and

I never recovered after that fire.

You know, we were great as teenagers.

Loved each other. Helped each other

through some really tough times.

I think we were pretty good parents, too.

It's just that in between place where

a grown up man meets a grown up woman

that's never the one. Oh, I'm not

so sure that's true.

Every time Elizabeth and I are close to

each other, she puts a someone between us.

First it was Jason. Now it's Nicholas.

It's almost like she thinks that they're

more dangerous than me or something.

Well, that's only because she has an

untrained eye. You know, you were always

that guy with mom. A dangerous

guy. You know, she'd follow you all over

the world, for God's sake.

With Elizabeth, it's somehow in her

mind I'm like this safe haven. She

presents it like it's this great,

everlasting love, and I'm just a living

room in that damn house.

Trashed it pretty good, did you?

Yeah. You'd be proud of me. I got that old

baseball bat in the closet. Yeah,

I was screaming scream at all the ghosts

in that place. You were right.

Love is a lie.

Well, if I ever said that, I was wrong.

Love is not a lie. Love is

the real deal. The problem is love

is human, and it's flawed.

And despite all the songs and the poems,

it does not heal all

wounds. And so

many excuses for Elizabeth. Cause she

needs more time, more distance,

closeness, freedom, security.

Family. No family. Truth is,

I have no idea what she

wants or what she needs. But it

sure as hell isn't me safe,

Abe. That's what that house was for

me. One place where I didn't have to be on

the defensive or look over my shoulder,

scout out the nearest exit. But that is

exactly what I should have been doing all

along.

You put your heart and your soul on the

line for your love with Elizabeth.

I admire that. I admire that commitment.

I admire the chances that you took.

You're fearless.

Well, I guess

we're about to find out.

Thought you were gonna stay here and

drink. I've got some place I need

to be.

Why would he ask me to stay if it was

gonna trigger this kind of reaction? He

left us both. He's an optimist. He thought

he could handle it. What do you think it

just all of a sudden just hit him, or what

I guess, I guess he expected too much of

himself. I feel like such a hypocrite.

Yeah, you and me both. But what happened

between us will never happen again,

right? Right.

We can help him get back on track. Cause I

know Lucky wants a life with me and the

kids more than he wants a drink. Okay, I

think I should talk to him first. Fine.

Justin.

Well, isn't this perfect?

I was, I was just on my way out, so I'm

gonna, no, it's okay. It's okay. You don't

have to explain anything.

Lulu was just here. Why is she,

she told you I was drinking? We're really

worried about you.

We just want to help you, Lucky. You

already have. You help

me see the truth. And as any drunk can

tell you, facing the truth is you have

to face the truth. Does that

mean you're willing to go to a meeting?

You're so amazing.

You're always, always looking out for me,

you know, helping me hold on to my dreams,

like building a house in the country or

spending the rest of my life with you.

But as it turns out, the truth has set us

all free. Lucky, you're drunk. You're not

making a whole lot of sense. You need

help. I already told you. You have helped

me. You shocked me out

of my dream world, my adolescent

fantasies. You finally made

me see reality.

You don't love me, Elizabeth.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be screwing my

brother behind my back.