"Did you sign the papers yet?"
"No. They didn't come in yet."
"I need those papers signed."
"You don't think I want those papers signed as much as you want, too?"
"Call me when you get them."
"Marissa, it's been a month."
"I know. It's not my fault Fedex can't deliver a package on time. Look, we need to talk about your child support. The papers can wait, your daughter can't."
"Fine. Dinner at 6. I'll come over. Make sure that the dog is on a leash or I swear to God I'm going to shoot that damned thing."
"Your daughter wants to go to the movies."
"Okay. I'll pick her up today-"
"I'm coming."
"No, you're not. I'm taking my daughter out, not you."
"If you think I'm leaving my daughter alone with someone like you then you must be way more stupid that I thought you were. I am coming, whether you like it or not."
"Your daughter wants to talk to you- Hi daddy."
"Hey sweetie."
"We need to go out more."
"I can't sweetie. Mommy's not letting you out of the house alone with me."
"Come over then. Mommy and I will cook for you."
"Thanks for the dinner."
"No problem. Come over anytime you want...to see your daughter of course. I mean- why else would you…"
4 years later…
"I have the papers."
"They just came in?"
"..."
"Do you still want to sign them?"
"...no."
"Can I come home now?"
"...yes."