Max & Roy: Vol. 2 - Part 4: The Wedding

MAX

PRIEST: Max, please repeat after me: I, Maximilian Francis Morgan...

(Oh God, here we go. This is it, Max. Keep it together, big guy. Just keep your shit together...)

MAX: I, Max... uh, Maximilian...

... Um...

(You can say your own damned name, for God’s sake, man. Just breathe. Breathe in, breathe out... That’s it...)

MAX: ... Maximilian Francis Morgan, do take thee, Roy Baker to be my lawfully wedded husband...

(Good lord, he looks so beautiful. He is the most perfect, beautiful man there ever was.

Don’t cry, Max.. Do NOT cry...)

MAX: ... ‘til death do us part, so long as we both shall live.

(I’m sweating, I know I am. I think my hands are shaking. I can’t stop them)

PRIEST: And now Roy, please repeat after me: I, Roy Baker...

(I can’t believe this is it. This is finally it. My heart’s going crazy. I can’t believe he’s actually saying the words)

ROY: I, Roy Baker, take thee, Maximilian Francis Morgan to be my lawfully wedded husband, in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, til death do us part, so long as we both shall live.

(I feel so full of... pure LOVE, I think I could burst. Just gotta keep it together a little longer... Little longer...)

PRIEST: With the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and husband!

You may kiss the groom...

ENTIRE CHURCH: (Erupts into applause and cheering)

(Aaaand here come the waterworks...)

ROY: I love you so, so, SO much.

MAX: (Sniff) I love you, Roy... Sorry, I just gotta... (sniff) get the cry out...

(THE DINNER)

ROY: ... And when they asked me if I was sleeping with the boss, I said ‘I can neither confirm nor deny’, haha...

(Look at them all laughing up his speech. He was so worried about getting it right, and here he is - rehearsed to perfection after all.

Everything he does is perfect. I know it’s a fault of mine to put him on a pedestal all the time, but fuck it - I just can’t help it)

ROY: ... And thank you all so much for coming today. You’ve made us so happy by being here. And thank you to half of MorganCorp for filling out my side of the church, haha.

I’ll hand over to the big man himself now, my wonderful husband Max...

EVERYONE: (Applauses)

MAX: Thank you, honey. And thank you, everybody, for joining us today, it means the world to me and Roy. You know, when I first met him I was a very different person...

MAX’S UNCLE: A much smaller person!

MAX: Uncle Gerald, thank God you were here to point that out, or else no-one would have noticed!

EVERYONE: (Laughs)

MAX’S UNCLE: Hmmph.

(THE RECEPTION)

MAX: How’s that for a first dance, huh?

ROY: It was perfect. You got fancy footwork there, Mr Morgan-Baker. Where did you learn to dance like that?

MAX: Oh, you know, when you’re as old as the dinosaurs, you pick up a few things.

ROY: We should go mingle with everyone, I guess, huh?

MAX: Probably, but I’d much rather stay here holding onto you.

ROY: Me too. You look... fucking amazing. You’re the most handsome man in the world, you know that? I just wanna...

MAX: What?

ROY: I don’t know, I wanna... rip that suit off and just plunge my face into that massive belly of yours, haha!

MAX: Tonight, big guy, I promise. And every night, if you want. Whatever you want, anytime. I’m yours.

ROY: There aren’t even words for how much I love you, I hope you know that.

MAX: Of course I do, big guy, and you know I’m right there with you.

Did I do okay on the venue?

ROY: It’s perfect, Max. Everything is. You’re perfect.

MAX: That’s you, Mister.

Oh, hey, what’d I tell you - Did you see the look on my mom’s face when she saw the size of me? Haha.

ROY: I think you nearly gave the poor woman a heart attack. Say, who’s that guy she’s dancing with?

MAX: I think some new beau she’s seeing, I’m not sure.

ROY: That’s sweet.

MAX: Yeah. You wanna go again? Second dance? You know, you’ve got some moves yourself for such a huge beefcake...

TEDDIE: Oh, he’s full of surprises...

(What the...?)

ROY: Huh, who’s...

TEDDIE: ... aren’t you, “Roy”?

ROY: Teddie?! What the -

(Teddie? I thought Roy didn’t want him here?)

ROY: What are you doing here?!

TEDDIE: Gee, nice to see you too, Bro. Congrats, by the way.

(Uh oh. Teddie looks drunk already. This can’t be good)

ROY: Max, I’m sorry, can you - I gotta take Teddie aside a second...

MAX: Sure, sweetheart...

(Should I call security? I don’t wanna make a scene out of it if we don’t have to)

TEDDIE: Oh, do you now? You gotta take me aside?

ROY: You, come with me. Now.

(MOMENTS LATER, OUTSIDE)

TEDDIE: Real nice shindig you got here, Brother. You’ve done well for yourself, haven’t you?

ROY: Listen, Teddie, I’m sorry - Who’d you come with, anyway?

TEDDIE: That skinny teenage kid. He got in touch the other day. Said he was a friend of yours.

ROY: I’m gonna fucking kill Ezra...

I am pleased to see you, Bro. I am. I’m sorry I didn’t - I didn’t send you a proper invite.

But... who have you talked to since you got here?

TEDDIE: (Shrugs)

ROY: Did you talk to Ezra? I mean, did you talk to him?

TEDDIE: (Sighing) I’m always a liability, according to you, aren’t I?

ROY: Teddie, look at me. Did you or did you not talk to anyone in there about it? You know how important this is.

TEDDIE: Fuckin relax, alright? It’s a party. People fucking talk at parties. Why you always gotta be so strung up, jeez?

ROY: Jesus, fuck...

EZRA: Oooh, I’m just in time for the reunion!

ROY: God!

MAX: I’m sorry, babe, I told him not to come out here. I tried to stop him...

ROY: It’s okay, I just... God-fucking-damn, Ezra, I TOLD you to stay out of my family affairs!

TEDDIE: Can’t have your little brother ruining all your fun, can we? Spillin’ all your little secrets...

ROY: Teddie, I apologize for not inviting you here, okay? But you can’t stay. I’m sorry, but you just can’t. Maybe we can get together after my honeymoon.

(What did Teddie mean by ‘all Roy’s little secrets’?)

TEDDIE: Oh, sure, now that you’re jetsetting around the world with your new 1 per cent husband here. How gracious that you’d “maybe” make time for me.

(I don’t like this. I don’t like this one bit. Something feels very wrong here. But he’s Roy’s family. I need to follow what the big guy wants on this one)

EZRA: Teddie, you should tell Max what you told me earlier.

(Tell me what? Why do I not like the sound of that?)

ROY: NO! You should absolutely NOT tell my husband-

TEDDIE: You haven’t fucking TOLD him yourself by now? Jesus fucking Christ, man-

MAX: Told me what? Roy, what is going on here?

ROY: Please, if everyone could just stop talking for a -

EZRA: Roy isn’t even his real name!

MAX: ...

ROY: ...

TEDDIE: ...

MAX: ... What...?

TEDDIE: I cannot believe you didn’t tell him, Bro, and you just got fucking married!

ROY: ...

MAX: Roy... what are they talking about?

(My heart won’t stop. And it’s for all the wrong reasons.

I feel like I’m falling)

ROY: That’s not - That’s not true, what they’re saying. Roy IS my name. Roy Baker has been my legal name for as long as I’ve known you, Max. I haven’t lied to you or anything, so please don’t...

MAX: I don’t understand.

ROY: It’s just not my original name, that’s all. God fucking damn I did not want to do this on my wedding day...

TEDDIE: Are you gonna tell him or should I?

ROY: Please just fucking shut up for second, Teddie. Okay?

MAX: Sweetheart... what’s going on?

ROY: My original name was Heath.

And... and...

(Heath?

What?

I can’t stop this falling sensation. I feel sick. I think I might, I don’t know, pass out?)

ROY: Max, there’s something I need to tell you.