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Don't do this. | I found out I was pregnant and it scared the shit out of me. |
I found out I was pregnant and it scared the shit out of me. | Don't do this! |
Don't do this! | I told you when we met I never wanted children. I don't want kids in my life. We talked about it. You weren't listening. |
I told you when we met I never wanted children. I don't want kids in my life. We talked about it. You weren't listening. | You changed your mind. |
You changed your mind. | I wanted you back. |
You think this was to hurt you?! My God, Joe. It isn't about you. | What?! You aborted our child?! |
What?! You aborted our child?! | I'm a monster. Exactly. |
I'm a monster. Exactly. | You're not ready. |
You're not ready. | Don't make allowances. I'll never be ready. Some people just shouldn't have children. I'd be a terrible fucking mother, Joe. I did want it for us. But I couldn't do it. I don't really think I can do it. |
Don't make allowances. I'll never be ready. Some people just shouldn't have children. I'd be a terrible fucking mother, Joe. I did want it for us. But I couldn't do it. I don't really think I can do it. | I wasn't part of that picture at all, was I? I wasn't part of that decision. Did I occur to you at all? It's a fucking farce. It's a fucking farce. How long did you think you could keep it going. You're amazing. Do you have any idea what you've done to us? |
I wasn't part of that picture at all, was I? I wasn't part of that decision. Did I occur to you at all? It's a fucking farce. It's a fucking farce. How long did you think you could keep it going. You're amazing. Do you have any idea what you've done to us? | Yes. |
Yes. | I'll never forgive you. |
I'll never forgive you. | I know. |
I know. | I have no idea who you are. |
No. | Okay. |
Okay. | Pretty much a disaster, tonight, wasn't it? |
Pretty much a disaster, tonight, wasn't it? | I guess. |
I guess. | Life gets messy. Ugly messy. But I don't understand you. And I don't think I ever understood Lucy. I don't understand throwing it away. How do you throw all that away? Any of it. I want it all. You guys want guarantees? I want the possibilities. And all kinds of crap comes with that. A lot of bad shit. And I... |
Life gets messy. Ugly messy. But I don't understand you. And I don't think I ever understood Lucy. I don't understand throwing it away. How do you throw all that away? Any of it. I want it all. You guys want guarantees? I want the possibilities. And all kinds of crap comes with that. A lot of bad shit. And I... | Me too. |
Me too. | That's under lock and key. |
That's under lock and key. | Me too. |
Stop being such a bitch, Sal. | I'm so sorry. |
I'm so sorry. | It was a mistake. This isn't a plot to do in Otis. |
I was faking it. I've been feeling caged for sometime. Funny, huh? | No, it's not... Fuck fuck fuck fuck. |
Are you making an ass of yourself? | There's only you, Ryan. You know what, Ryan? You're beautiful. I love you so much... You need... |
There's only you, Ryan. You know what, Ryan? You're beautiful. I love you so much... You need... | I don't need a drug. |
I don't need a drug. | You need a good review and you'll be fine. The whole color of the world will change, mark my words. |
Jesus Christ, it's a fucking dog! | Don't go in, Ryan. |
Don't go in, Ryan. | What? |
What? | Let's just go home, okay? |
I'm sorry. | There's a goddamn sign on the gate. |
There's a goddamn sign on the gate. | I'm so sorry. |
I'm so sorry. | You fucking cow, can't you read?! |
You fucking cow, can't you read?! | I... |
I... | How long ago was it? |
Otis!! Shostakovich identified with the Jew. He felt persecuted, hunted, crushed under the thumb of Stalinist imperialism. | Not to mention Andrew Zhdanov... Otis, come!! |
Not to mention Andrew Zhdanov... Otis, come!! | Andre Zhdanov? How the hell do you know about Andre Zhdanov? |
Andre Zhdanov? How the hell do you know about Andre Zhdanov? | Who doesn't know about the infamous composer's conference of 1948 where Zhdanov persecuted the leaders of Soviet Music - Shostakovich, Prokofieve, and Myaskovsky. |
Who doesn't know about the infamous composer's conference of 1948 where Zhdanov persecuted the leaders of Soviet Music - Shostakovich, Prokofieve, and Myaskovsky. | I'll tell you who doesn't know, cute girls don't know. |
I'll tell you who doesn't know, cute girls don't know. | Do Peter Sellers again. |
Do Peter Sellers again. | Otis you crazy dog! Otis are you in this God forsaken Canyon? My people are very hungry. |
Otis you crazy dog! Otis are you in this God forsaken Canyon? My people are very hungry. | I just did a movie about Bob Yar, I played Gittle, the Jewish milkmaid who gets shot in the head, and they used Shostakovich's 13th Symphony. |
I just did a movie about Bob Yar, I played Gittle, the Jewish milkmaid who gets shot in the head, and they used Shostakovich's 13th Symphony. | Set to the poem of Yetveshenko! |
Set to the poem of Yetveshenko! | Exactly! So I dug it, and I did a lot of research. |
Exactly! So I dug it, and I did a lot of research. | Do you really, you really, like Shostakovich? |
Do you really, you really, like Shostakovich? | Yeah. |
Yeah. | Would you, like, marry him? |
Would you, like, marry him? | If he were still alive, maybe. |
If he were still alive, maybe. | How about someone who really really liked Shostakovich? |
How about someone who really really liked Shostakovich? | Are you asking me to marry you? |
Are you asking me to marry you? | No, I'm just testing to see how deeply perverted and impulsive you are. |
No, I'm just testing to see how deeply perverted and impulsive you are. | Very. |
Very. | Oh good, I'm worse... Are you really twenty-two? |
Oh good, I'm worse... Are you really twenty-two? | Who told you that? No. I'm twenty... Five. |
Oh, Jesus, Panes. I can't, I can't believe that bitch is in my house. | You don't know she's a bitch. |
You don't know she's a bitch. | She's all over him, are you blind? |
She's all over him, are you blind? | It could be worse. |
It could be worse. | How? |
How? | She could be playing the role in Joe's movie that should be yours. |
She could be playing the role in Joe's movie that should be yours. | Fuck you, Panes. |
Fuck you, Panes. | You see, that's worse. |
You see, that's worse. | I just wanted tonight to be with the people we love. |
I just wanted tonight to be with the people we love. | Like your business managers? |
Like your business managers? | They're not just our business managers, Panes. |
They're not just our business managers, Panes. | Oh, okay, forgive me. Your neighbors are here, for fuck's sake. |
Oh, okay, forgive me. Your neighbors are here, for fuck's sake. | Exactly what I mean. It's all ruined. |
Exactly what I mean. It's all ruined. | It's not ruined, for fuck's sake. It's one of your parties. |
It's not ruined, for fuck's sake. It's one of your parties. | I don't want it to be just one of our parties. |
I don't want it to be just one of our parties. | "How are you really doing, Panes?" "Lousy, thank you, I'm falling apart." |
"How are you really doing, Panes?" "Lousy, thank you, I'm falling apart." | Like the last time. |
Like the last time. | No. No, not like the last time. She was the rest of my life. |
No. No, not like the last time. She was the rest of my life. | Like the last time. |
Like the last time. | I wasn't finished. |
I wasn't finished. | Okay. |
Okay. | "We can't stand seeing you like this, Panes. I hate you being alone. Why don't you stay with us for a while?" "I'd love to, thanks." |
"We can't stand seeing you like this, Panes. I hate you being alone. Why don't you stay with us for a while?" "I'd love to, thanks." | It's our anniversary, Panes. |
It's our anniversary, Panes. | I didn't hear me say tonight. |
I didn't hear me say tonight. | We're just feeling our way back. |
We're just feeling our way back. | "Otherwise, we'd insist on your being here." |
"Otherwise, we'd insist on your being here." | You know it's true. |
Well, I don't trust her. I never have. | She took our wedding photos, for chrissakes. You don't trust anyone. |
She took our wedding photos, for chrissakes. You don't trust anyone. | I trust you. |
I trust you. | Oh Soph... |
Oh Soph... | You'll hate it in London. It's wet and miserable. A medical hellhole Sally. It's socialized. Beds in the corridors. Terrible plumbing. |
You'll hate it in London. It's wet and miserable. A medical hellhole Sally. It's socialized. Beds in the corridors. Terrible plumbing. | And the food sucks, I know. |
And the food sucks, I know. | You are not having your baby in London. You're going to have your baby at Cedars in Beverly Hills, America, delivered by Dr. Milton Cohen. Period. And you're getting that epidural right away, don't let anyone talk you into any of that Lamase bullshit. There's no excuse for pain like that. |
You are not having your baby in London. You're going to have your baby at Cedars in Beverly Hills, America, delivered by Dr. Milton Cohen. Period. And you're getting that epidural right away, don't let anyone talk you into any of that Lamase bullshit. There's no excuse for pain like that. | Sophia! I'm not even pregnant! |
Sophia! I'm not even pregnant! | Well good. Thank God. |
Well good. Thank God. | Let's go in the kitchen and spy on everyone. |
Let's go in the kitchen and spy on everyone. | Oh honey, let's. |
What do you mean, thank God? | Well, are you sure about this baby thing? It's not the ticking clock shit, is it? |
Well, are you sure about this baby thing? It's not the ticking clock shit, is it? | No, no, not at all... I mean I've still got plenty of time. Don't I? I mean I still have a good six years, whatever. We could have three kids yet, if we wanted. And I know I've always said I never wanted kids, and I didn't... but this year, I really, truly, feel ready... |
No, no, not at all... I mean I've still got plenty of time. Don't I? I mean I still have a good six years, whatever. We could have three kids yet, if we wanted. And I know I've always said I never wanted kids, and I didn't... but this year, I really, truly, feel ready... | Honey, I'm not worried about you. You are going to be a fantastic mom. Not an issue. I pressed you, remember? Joe, on the other hand, is a different story. |
Honey, I'm not worried about you. You are going to be a fantastic mom. Not an issue. I pressed you, remember? Joe, on the other hand, is a different story. | Oh Soph, Joe loves kids. Joe wants kids. Joe thinks he needs kids. |
Oh Soph, Joe loves kids. Joe wants kids. Joe thinks he needs kids. | He wants playmates. Oh he's a sweetheart, Sal, you know I love him. But he's not going to be a good father. He's just not parenting material. |
He wants playmates. Oh he's a sweetheart, Sal, you know I love him. But he's not going to be a good father. He's just not parenting material. | Hey, let's sit down. I bet the rug feels really nice against your skin. |
You don't have kids to keep a marriage together, Sally. It's only five months since Joe came back. | We're fine. We're great. We're having a baby and we're moving to London. |
We're fine. We're great. We're having a baby and we're moving to London. | Well, you weren't fine last summer when you went Sylvia Plath on me in Connecticut. |
Well, you weren't fine last summer when you went Sylvia Plath on me in Connecticut. | Not nice. Not kind. |
Not nice. Not kind. | Ha! Not half so not kind as your husband was in his portrayal of you in his novel. |
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