Doug found Ami's mom's phone number and called her.
DOUG: I can't live with myself anymore. You have to let me come stay with you.
MOM: I don't care if you're a hungry hobo. You're not interrupting this family.
DOUG: Come on...I-I want to be with you again.
AMI: Hey Doug! Why don't you go live in a cardboard box with the rest of your friends?! THE MORE THE MERRIER!
Mom covered the microphone on the phone.
MOM: Sweetie, why don't you go practice your violin?
AMI: Can do.
Mom got back on.
MOM: You aren't helping us one bit!
DOUG: Ami doesn't even know how to call me her father does she? Does she even want to?
MOM: No because you are ruining everything. My son passed away last week! We have so many arrangements that we haven't even finished.
DOUG: Son? You mean, there were twins?
MOM: No! I was having an affair and long before we had Ami, we had a son.
DOUG: Before we even met?!!
MOM: Yes Doug.
DOUG: I don't believe this.
MOM: You aren't making our lives better! Why don't you go get one?
DOUG: Please............please.....let me see Ami.
Doug was waiting forever and then heard the hang-up tone. He got really upset. His fury led him to believe he was going to become a stalker; that wasn't his bag. He was desperate to see his flesh and blood. His former wife forbid him to ever do so. He doesn't even feel like singing, "RE-UNITED AND IT FEELS SO GOOD"
 tabluvr · Wed Mar 11, 2009 @ 12:29am · 0 Comments |
