Yes, you all have to leave.
I'm not taking any more of your smartness and sarcasm.
You see this sign?
Fantastic that you could figure that out...
so that you could come up with a way to get your toast.
Yeah? Well, I didn't get it, did I?
No, but it was very clever. I would've just punched her out.
People.
Animals are not like that.
They're always cleaning themselves. Did you ever see pigeons?
He's always picking on himself and his friends.
They're always picking bugs out of their hair.
Monkeys too.
Except they do something out in the open that I don't go for.
I read where they invented this car that runs on...
When you boil water?
Steam.
Right. A car you could ride in and not cause a stink.
Do you know they will not even let us have it?
Can you believe it?
Why? Man!
He likes to create a stink.
I've seen filth that you wouldn't believe.
What a stink.
I don't even wanna talk about it.
You depressed about your daddy, hon?
I imagine it's me, then. Isn't it?
Is what you?
Are you depressed I come along?
Who says I'm depressed?
Is that a happy face I see?
'Cause if it is, I'll just catch a Greyhound back.
You're not gonna kill yourself this time. I wish I'd known.
Well...
I don't know if I'm going to be able to get to sleep.
Hint, hint.
Guess I'll have to count the sheep.
One, two...
three, four...
five, six...
seven...
Look at this old cold shoulder.
What am I going to do about it?
If you wouldn't open your mouth, everything would be just fine.
Tick a lock.
Why can't I go to your family's house? Give me one good reason.
I have to see what's going on first.
My father's sick. You understand?
They wouldn't be prepared for my bringing anyone.
How long do I have to twiddle my thumbs here?
Look, if you can't do what I'm asking you...
why don't you just take the money and go back south with it?
Honey, don't talk like that.
Would you try and understand? This is not something that I want to do.
Jesus Christ. You ought to know me well enough for that.
All right.
It'll be all right. There's stuff for me to do.
They've got magazines in there, and the TV, right?
Yeah.
I'll try and call you in a couple of days.
All right.
Bye.
He doesn't even know who the hell I am.
- How long... - Remember Mother used to...
- Excuse me. - Excuse me.
Go ahead. Excuse me.
I wanted to ask Robert how long he's been away from here.
Three years.
No, it's more like two years, isn't it, hmm?
It's been more than that, Carl.
Těta, you have no sense of timing away from the piano.
I don't think that's true.
It's true.
What have you been doing since then?
Odd jobs of work here and there. Nothing too interesting.
You no longer play at all?
You know, before my misfortune...
I'm not sure you're aware of my accident.
Yeah. Těta was telling me about it.
It's very difficult for me to turn my neck, this way especially.
If I want to look at Catherine, I have to shift my whole body around.
I was real sorry to hear about it, Carl.
I said, I was real sorry to hear about it.
Anyway, as I was saying...
Catherine, what was I saying, hmm?
You were saying something about something...
that happened around the time of the accident.
Oh, yes! Just before the accident.
After I'd come off tour with the Betanthaller Quartet...
Father and Herbert and I had a summit conference concerning you.
A summit conference? Where was I, polishing silver behind the coal bin?
I don't know where you were, penis envy.
I hope I didn't hear that.
Nevertheless...
they wanted to hire a detective to ferret you out.
I talked them out of it because I felt that whatever you were doing...
you had a perfect right to do no matter how...
nonsensical your adventures might be.
- It was as simple as that. - I really appreciate it.
I don't think you ought to imply Daddy was wrong in front of Daddy.
Don't force him that way, Spicer.
How long have you been here?
Oh, only two months.
Well, satiety is my father and mother.
Carl?
If you're finished, I think I'd like to go do some work.
Certainly, dear.
Excuse me. See you later.
I hope you feel right at home, Robert.
I feel fine.
He has ways of communicating, Robert.
I can tell when he's expressing approval or disapproval, just from his eyes.
Yeah. Some range.
I can't take much more of seeing him sitting there like a stone.
It's not that bad.
Yes, it is.
Will you stay a while?
I don't know.
Breathe. All right.
Now, once more.
- Hello. - Hi.
I've been looking all over for you.
- You have? I went riding. - Riding?
- Mm-hmm. - That's dangerous, you know.
Riding?
You play the piano all day, then jump on a horse, you could get cramps.
Well, I like to ride.
Rain or shine, I do it any chance I can get.
- It's very invigorating. - Is it?
Yes.
I don't like to get too invigorated myself.
You don't?
What else do you do?
Well, there's fishing, boating.
There's concerts on the mainland.
I feel silly telling you. This is really your home.
You know better than I what there is to do.
Nothing.
- Nothing? - Nothing.
It must be very boring for you here.
That's right.
I find that hard to comprehend.
I don't think I've ever been bored. Excuse me.
What are you doing right now?
Right now I plan to take a hot tub and soak myself.
Then after that?
After that I plan to read some music and rest for a while.
Tomorrow then?
Tomorrow. Tomorrow's a full practice day.
But the day after tomorrow, I will be free.
Carl has hydrotherapy on Tuesdays.
- The day after tomorrow? - Will you be free?
Yeah, I'll probably be free.
One thing I find very difficult to imagine...
is how one could have this incredible background in music...
and then just walk away from it without giving it a second thought.
I gave it a second thought.
How could you no longer play at all? I think that's very strange.
I played a little bit here and there.
As a matter of fact, once I was a rehearsal pianist.
For ballet, an opera?
Las Vegas musical revue.
- You don't call that music. - Oh, yes, I do.
It's music, you know.
Bring on the girls I'm singing you a song
And off with the hey...
More gingerbread?
No, thank you.
Applesauce?
You know what I suggest, Ray.
Yeah, that's what I suggest...
because I don't know how long it's gonna be.
I have to go now.
I have to get off now, Ray.
Yeah, well, uh...
I'll try and call you in a couple of days.
If you're gone, you're gone. Bye.
Robert, shh. My playing put Father to sleep.
Would you help me with this, please?
That's it.
You sure you should be playing, Carl?
What do you mean? I'm in superb shape, except for my neck.
There's something funny about the way you move.
I'm not aware of... What do you mean?
Two, eighteen.
I'd hate to see you walk across a concert stage like that.
Two, nineteen.
I'd get somebody to coach you on how to walk, if I was you, Carl.
I think it's a substantial problem.
Damn it.
Look at that.
- Why are you being so mean? - Mean? I'm not being mean.
He does walk funny. Don't you see that?
He's walking around...
I don't think I'd notice. I'm so used to Carl.
Yeah, well...
Do you think Spicer is attractive?
I think he's got a terrific personality.
Spicer was formerly a sailor.
Look. Don't you see that? Look at that. The guy's...
Sailors are sadistic, I feel.
You see? There's nothing wrong with my walk, hmm? Where were we?
At game, Carl.
Well, that's three games to "Z," Carl.
How about a rematch?
I thought you were going to the mainland today. You'll miss the ferry.
Just when I was hitting my stride.
Say good-bye to Catherine for me, will you?
Can I play now?
Tell her I'll be back sometime tomorrow, will you?
Where is she, anyway?
Who? Shopping in the village.
My turn.
Why don't you and Spicer play?
Hi.
Hello.
What's the matter?
Nothing.
Would you do something for me?
Would you play for me?
Catherine, your game.
Will you?
That was beautiful. I'm surprised.
Thank you.
I was really very moved by...
- What's wrong? - Nothing. It's just...
I picked the easiest piece that I could think of.
I first played it when I was eight, and I played it better then.
Can't you understand it was the feeling I was affected by?
I didn't have any.
- You had no inner feeling? - None.
Well, then, I must have been supplying it.
Maybe if you'd supply more, it might rub off on me. Who knows?
I doubt it.
I could get interested.
Well, I couldn't.
What does it have to be with you? Grim and serious?
Look, you played.
I honestly responded...
and you made me feel embarrassed for having responded to you.
It wasn't necessary.
Yeah, it was.
I faked a little Chopin. You faked a big response.
I don't think that's accurate.
Up till now, All I've been getting from you...
is meaningful looks at the dinner table...
and a lot of vague suggestions about the day after tomorrow.
I am not conscious of having given you any particular looks.
And as for the day after tomorrow, this is the day after tomorrow...
and I am, unfortunately, seeing you.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'd like to take a bath.
- What do you want? - I need some bath oil.
Bath oil? How about some avocado or some of this?
- Or some jasmine? How about this? - What are you doing?
What are you doing, screwing around with all this crap?
I do not find your language very charming.
It isn't. It's direct.
I'd like you to leave so that I can take a bath.
Is that direct?
Serious...
- Is that what's important to you? - Yes, that's what's important to me.
- Let's be serious. - Don't do that.
Shut up.
No inner feeling?
I told him the truth finally.
He was my husband, and I loved him very much.
But my God, it wasn't working any better the second time...
than it did the first.
He was a cellist...
and there was I, no longer 17...
looking up at him, and I said to him...
"Joseph, you're full of beans."
And I left him.
- Is that what you said to him? - Something like that.
As a matter of fact, Joseph introduced me to Carl right around then.
How are you?
I'm incredible.
Carl restored me. He really did.
He's much more substantial than you give him credit for being.
Do you think you could discreetly move across the hall now?
Yes, I think I could discreetly move across the hall now.
I have some free time tomorrow morning before Carl gets back, if you'd like.
Of course I'd like it.
Bananas, bananas.
You certainly do have a beautiful piece of real estate out here, Mr. Dupea.
Can he hear me?
He's not hard of hearing.
Oh, that's a blessing at least.
This certainly is an improvement on the motel and coffee shop.
How could you ever have left such a beautiful place, Bobby?
I don't know.
You mean you've been staying in a motel all this time?
For two whole weeks, and there was hardly nobody to talk to but me.
But I don't understand? Why did you stay there? There's plenty of room here.
I was going to, but...
Bobby had to come up here, he said, and feel it up here first.
But then it took so long...
I run flat out of money.
You didn't leave me any number or anything, honey.
And I had to, you know, get in a taxi...
and come on out here...
in the hopes that I would not be intrudin' myself.
No, not at all. You're perfectly welcome to stay here.
Well, thank you.
That's a very nice thing for you to say.
Not at all.
You certainly do have a beautiful head of hair.
Thank you.
Is it natural?
What?
Just finish eating.
Am I holdin' up dessert?
No, not at all. Take all the time you want.
I do eat slow as a bird...
whereas Bobby can pack it away like a speed swing.
- Is there any ketchup around? - For God's sake.
Robert, please, let's not be rude.
It's okay. He didn't mean anything by that.
I don't, huh?
Bobby's just about...
the moodiest man I've ever been with.
- Are you all right? - Where are you going?
To pick up some friends of Carl's and mine.
- I wanna talk to you. - I'll be back later.
I want to talk to you right now. I want to explain.
- No, it isn't necessary. - Yes, it is.
Come on, get moving!
- Will you shut up! - Robert, I have to go.
Will you just wait one minute?
I haven't been fair to Carl.
I have to tell you that.
What? I can't hear you.
I'm sorry everything's been so confusing.
I'll see you later this evening.
But you see, man is born into the world...
with his existent adversary from the first.
It is his historic, mythic inheritance.
So, is this startling?
Aggression is prehistoric. An organism behaves according to its nature...
and its nature derives from the circumstances of its inheritance.
The fact remains that primitive man took delight in tearing his adversary apart.
And there is where, I think, the core of the problem resides.
Doesn't that seem unnecessarily apocalyptic?
I do not make poetry.
Is there a TV in the house?
I remarked to John...
that rationality is not a device to alter facts.
But moreover, I think of it as an extraneous tool, a gadget...
somewhat like the television.
To look at it any other way is ridiculous.
There's some good things on it, though.
- I beg your pardon. - The TV.
There's some good things on it sometimes.
I have strong doubts. Nevertheless, I am not discussing media.
And there is always hope for the few.
- What about love? - What about it?
Wouldn't you say that more ill has been done in the name of love...
than in the name of abomination?
No, I wouldn't.
Well, you are a romantic, Catherine...
and once more, about to be married.
So you can be excused from objective discussions. But ask Carl.
Ask him if even the institution of marriage is completely free from it.
Ask him.
I think these cold, objective discussions are aggressive.
- Excuse me. - That's reactive.
But if I may say without dampening the spirit of your adventure...
You haven't dampened my spirit, Samia.
- Excuse me. - Well, I should hope not.
- But it's still open to discussion. - I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, I don't speak French.
And loftier natures...
- What kind of dog is this? - This is a border collie.
I had a baby kitty cat once.
It was a fluffy thing. Bobby gave it to me. Remember, Bobby?
- The little pussy cat you gave me? - Yeah.
It had two little white front paws...
and I was crazy after her.
We left her at some friends' house...
and she got squashed flatter than a tortilla outside their mobile home.
There. Do you see what I mean?
The choice of words juxtaposed with the image of a fluffy kitten.
The enchantment of words "squashed," "flat," et cetera.
- Et cetera. - Well, she was.
Perhaps, but it was just what I was trying to point out.
Don't point at her.
I beg your pardon.
- I said, don't point at her, you creep. - But I was just...
Where do you get the ass to tell anybody anything about class...
or who's got it or what she typifies?
You shouldn't be in the same room with her, you pompous celibate.
- This is too much. - Just calm down.
You're totally full of shit.
You're all full of shit.
I can't talk to you. Leave me alone.
- What the hell's going on? - What are you doing?
Get out of my room. This is my room.
I'm talking to you, Tita! I told you to take your hands off her, nurse!
- Move out! - Stop it!
Will ya... Hold it! Take it easy.
- Take it easy, will ya? - Please, stop!
- Will you give up? Give up, will ya? - Stop it!
Give up!
I just wanted to talk to you.
It's useless.
Look, give me a chance.
I'm trying to be delicate with you...
but you just won't understand.
I couldn't go with you.
Not because of Carl and my music, but because of you.
You're a strange person, Robert.
What will you come to?
If a person has no love for himself, no respect for himself...
no love of his friends, family, work, something...
how can he ask for love in return?
Why should he ask for it?
Living here in this rest home, asylum... that's what you want?
Yes.
That will make you happy?
I hope it will. Yes.
I'm sorry.
Okay.
Are you cold?
I don't know if you'd be...
particularly interested in hearing anything about me...
my life.
Most of it doesn't add up to much that I could relay...
as a way of life that you'd approve of.
I move around a lot.
Not because I'm looking for anything really, but...
'cause I'm getting away from things that get bad...
if I stay.
Auspicious beginnings. You know what I mean?
I'm trying to imagine your...
your half of this conversation.
My feeling is, I don't know...
that if you could talk, we wouldn't be talking.
It's pretty much the way that it got to be before I left.
Are you all right?
I don't know what to say.
Tita suggested that we try to... I don't know.
I think that she feels...
I think that she feels that we've got some understanding to reach.
She totally denies the fact that we were never that comfortable...
with one another to begin with.
The best that I can do is apologize.
We both know that I was never that good at it anyway.
I'm sorry it didn't work out.
- You're leaving. - Yeah.
I said a week. I think I overstayed myself.
You were going without saying good-bye to me.
I didn't want to say good-bye to anyone.
What about me?
I'll say good-bye to you, Tita.
Watch the birdie!
- Bye. - Bye.
- Come on. - Wait a sec.
I want Tita to take a picture of you and me in front of the place.
I never got to thank you all for your hospitality.
Tell Carl, if any of you want to come to our place, you're more than welcome.
Bye, now.
Your kiss is like a drink
When I am thirsty
Oh, and I'm thirsty
For you
With all my heart
But don 't love me then pretend
As though we've never even kissed
Don't touch me
Cut it out!
Son of a bitch, Bobby! You quit pushing me away like that.
I've had enough of that to last me an entire lifetime.
Why don't you just be good to me for a change?
There isn't anybody gonna look after you and love you as good as I do.
Did you hear me?
Baby?
I'm going in that cafe for some coffee.
You want anything?
You got any change?
You don't have any change?
Sure you don't want anything?
Fill it up, will ya?
Hey, wait!
Don't you got a jacket or anything with you?
It got burned up.
Everything in the car got the shit burned out of it.
Everything. All I've got is what I've got on.
I got one behind the seat. If you want it, put it on.
No, it's okay.
Suit yourself. I'll tell you one thing.
Where we're going, it's gonna get colder than hell.
No, that's okay.
I'm fine.