What I Did Last Summer

Come on.

Why don't we see if we can't find you something...

To prove that life's worth living for, baby.

It has to be something good.

Well, you know what?

I got a therapist friend of mine.

I'm sure she can get right to the heart of what's bothering me.

I'll try.

I feel really bad, though.

You'll feel really bad.

Listen, you might have to ********, but on this suit no one will notice, so it's okay.

So it's just a little, you know, suicide blonde joke.

You're making me feel better already.

Right.

We'll find out what's going on, baby.

I'm just feeling really down.

Well...

I'm sorry.

I can understand that in this crap car of yours.

I mean, who wouldn't be?

Oh, it's got to be a rich husband or something, right?

I just love the things that you just come on top of me.

Well, you know, babe, that's not... that's no solution, really.

It just seemed like a good idea at the time.

Well, let's go and talk to somebody who can find a way through all that, huh?

Okay.

You've just got to put a bit of trust in this person and she'll change your whole way of thinking.

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