Thirtysomething1987

Nancy Krieger Weston:
Elliot? Eli?

Elliot Weston:
[waking abruptly on the couch where he was snoozing] Huh? Are you all right?

Nancy Krieger Weston:
Yeah, I'm all right.

Elliot Weston:
Can I get you something? Some water or something?

Nancy Krieger Weston:
No. I just want to talk.

Elliot Weston:
[trying to rouse himself] Okay, great.

Nancy Krieger Weston:
[still a little out of it from the procedure earlier that day] Can you take Ethan to basketball tomorrow?

Elliot Weston:
Sure.

Nancy Krieger Weston:
And about some other things. I need to talk about some other things.

Elliot Weston:
Okay.

Nancy Krieger Weston:
Like the kids.

Elliot Weston:
The kids?

Nancy Krieger Weston:
Because if something would happen to me, we need to talk. About if something would happen to me. Like their education...

[the two look at one another and slowly realize]

Nancy Krieger Weston:
...so you'll take him to basketball tomorrow?

Elliot Weston:
Okay.

Nancy Krieger Weston:
And Elliot?

Elliot Weston:
Mmm-hmm?

Nancy Krieger Weston:
Nobody knows.

Elliot Weston:
What?

Nancy Krieger Weston:
About this. This is just us. Understand?

Elliot Weston:
I understand.