All language subtitles for Cukor_The_Chapman_Report_1962_vonst

[orchestral music]

Section 4, Para 1,
question 2.

Ten percent of the married women
were strongly aroused

twenty-seven percent somewhat,
sixty-three percent not at all.

That's within a percentage point
of Chicago and St. Louis figure.

(pilot on speaker)
'They report
a ground temperature'

'at Los Angeles International
Airport as 89 degrees.'

I don't think you gentlemen
will be needing these.

- Mr. Radford?
- Yeah, that's mine.

- And Dr. Chapman.
- Yes, thank you.

[jazz music]

[music continues]

[music continues]

Is the average American male
more obsessed with sex?

You see, that's another
loaded question.

Until we complete our survey
and compile the results

any answer to that question
would be misleading.

What motivates the American
female to marry?

She marries because of security,
social acceptance, conformity

children, companionship--

(female #1)
'Not love?'

What happens
if she's disappointed?

In extreme cases,
divorce, a lover

an analyst, or a bottle.

Do you expect to find marital
infidelity more common

in an upper income bracket
community like Briarwood?

No comment.

Does a report
on the subject of sex

belong on
the best seller list?

I feel, my job
is to gather facts

not tell people
what to think. You see--

We're running
out of time, Doctor.

Dr. Chapman's speaking
at the Briarwood Women's Club

in less than two hours.

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.

- Thank you.
- Thank you, very much.

Driver, will you wait
a minute, please?

- Hey, what's the big rush?
- Debbie hasn't got her lunch.

- Relax, she wont starve.
- I'm sure I gave it to her.

- Look, she found it.
- 'Oh.'

[engine revving]

Frank, I might be
a little late tonight.

I'm gonna help out
with the Nurse's Aide class.

Did you hear
what I just said?

Perfectly. May be a little late
tonight, the Nurse's Aide class.

Looks like another
tough day, Sarah.

- Let's stay home tonight.
- When don't we stay home?

It's a nice house. I like it.
What's wrong with that?

Drive carefully.

[engine starts]

[instrumental music]

(man on phone)
'Yes?'

- Fred?
- 'Alright, what is it?'

- It's me.
- 'Told you that.'

Going to be a little late,
but I'll be there.

'Alright.'

[music continues]

[car honking]

Grace?

(female #2)
'Hello, Kathleen.'

Well, I called the airport.
They're not coming.

The lecture will
start on schedule.

Dr. Chapman's
on his way, now.

I missed you at the board
meeting last night.

Father and I
were working on Boy's book.

It's not right for you
to be cooped up in that house.

Boy's been dead for two years.
I want you to get out more.

Oh, Grace, Grace, Grace.
I do go out.

As a matter of fact,
I have a dinner date tonight.

- Ted Dyson.
- Ted Dyson.

Ted Dyson's an old friend
of your husband's

and that hardly counts.

I want you to have a beau.
A real beau.

Honey, where's Dr. Chapman's
lecture gonna be held?

- The Women's Club.
- Oh, silly, I know that.

- But which room?
- The Garden room.

It's more intimate

and we can see those two
marvelous pieces of sculpture

that you sold
the club last month.

I suppose we should've
donated them

but this is such
a commercial world.

- Ha-ha.
- What? What-what did I say?

I was just thinking
of all the fascinating things

I'm going to tell
Dr. Chapman.

You, my love, are going
to be in a book.

- Bye bye, darling.
- Bye, honey.

[pleasant music]

[knocking on the door]

(male #1)
'Water man.'

Water man.

[music continues]

Shall I leave
an extra bottle?

You're new.

Just till the regular
fellow gets back.

He's...down with the flu.

What did he tell you
about me, hmm?

I never met him.

Well, here's your money.

[music continues]

Take your money.

I'll, uh,
see if I have change.

'What's your name?'

Bob, Bob Jensen.

You live here alone?

Yes, I live alone.

[music continues]

No, leave me alone.

Go away. Go away.

Please go away!

[dog barking]

Danny..

[whining]

...and I know
that if years ago

my wife had come
to me and told me

she was attending
a lecture of this kind

why, I'd have
hit the ceiling.

I probably would've told her
to stick to washing and ironing.

[all laughing]

While your presence
here indicates

that your husbands
are not as prudish..

...fact remains that prudery,
in general, is far from dead.

In many sections
of this country

sex is a secret
and shameful function.

An unhealthy
attitude persists.

Too many women suffer from too
little knowledge about a subject

that occupies a major
and crucial part of their lives.

'Why, as many as four or five
out of every ten women'

'in this room...probably suffer
from this lack of knowledge.'

'As a result, their happiness
is seriously impaired.'

The subject of sex
remains under the table.

Back-room, back-street,
suppressed, unknown

and always indecent.

My associates and I believe
that through our findings

'these women will come
to understand'

'that sex is descent,
clean and dignified.'

Now to help us succeed
in our task

'we must have
your complete confidence'

'your trust, we need it'

'we ask for it.'

'And to this end
I wanna assure you'

'that we are fact finders,
no more, no less.'

We are not in the business
of upraising

correcting or commenting.

'To many of you,
the idea of discussing'

'intimate sexual details
with a stranger'

'even though he is hidden
from you by a screen'

'an embarrassing idea.'

If I could use one word to,
uh, describe our approach

that word would be...detachment.

'In the final analysis'

'each of you will have been
absorbed by the whole.'

'In no way could our published
findings ever embarrass anyone.'

'Never could the results be
traced to a single individual.'

Well, I want you to imagine
that your speaking not to a man

but to an uncritical machine

'that has never heard
a single sexual history'

'that it has not heard
repeated time and time again.'

I ask that you, uh,
take home the brochures

that you found on your seats

'study them.'

'If you have any questions,
call my secretary, Miss Selby'

'here at the club.'

When you are convinced
of the importance of our project

would you please fill out the
enclosed card and mail it to me.

Do not sign it.

'You'll be known
only by the number'

'that you find in the upper
right-hand corner.'

To those of you who prefer
not to volunteer..

...we understand.

To the rest, thanks.

Marvelous! Marvelous!

I find this entire lecture
physically disgusting.

[indistinct chattering]

I'll give the board a list of
the people who didn't show up.

They're probably the bluenose,
the sexually suspect.

- Did I miss much?
- No.

He says that four out of five
were suffering from lack of--

- You didn't take notes?
- Knowledge.

For Geoffrey. Oh, now,
I'm off to the beach

with my faithful
little tape recorder

I'm speaking my poems
against the roar of the waves

and the cry of the gulls.

Against?

You know, like that,
that-that Greek by the sea.

- Demosketes--
- Demosthenes.

Didn't he fill
his mouth with pebbles?

Only because he stammered.

And Geoffrey says it's good
for my projection.

- Mail in your card.
- I'll do that right away.

And don't forget
the party, Tuesday week.

And, Kathleen,
don't you dare come stag.

Well, I suppose I might
as well face Dr. Chapman.

I may be hours.

- I'll drive you home.
- Thanks.

- You don't mind?
- No.

Eighty-two? Weren't we
promised a full turn out?

I think the doctor
had figured around 150.

- I see we made the front page.
- Mmm.

Along with Dr. Jonas.

I'm Grace Waterton.
Is Dr. Chapman available?

Sorry, he had an appointment
at the university.

Ah, this is his assistant,
Mr. Radford. He'll--

Oh, Mr. Radford,
oh, he's the one.

'He's the one that's responsible
for this wretched turn out.'

'He appeared in front
of the board and prohibited it.'

'That was the very word
he used, "prohibited".'

You tell Dr. Chapman that Grace
Waterton's not through fighting.

I'll have his volunteers here
by marching them up at gunpoint.

Thank you, Mrs. Waterton.

I'm sure Dr. Chapman
will be pleased.

I'm terribly sorry about this
and I'll do my best.

[door closes]

That ain't so good.

What's his game?

You can correct me if I'm wrong,
but I'm not aware

that Dr. Chapman
ever used the word love

either in print or speech.

I miss it. All your diagrams,
graphs, tables

are diverted to the physical act

quantity, frequency,
how much and how often.

But that doesn't tell these
women a damn thing about love..

...or happiness.

This is separating sex
from affection, warmth

tenderness, devotion.

And I don't think
that it should.

How can you measure love?

Why pretend that the physical
act is a measurement of love?

Dr. Chapman never said that.

By not saying anything to the
contrary, that's what he infers.

People read your digits,
make the comparisons

and then...label themselves
either normal or abnormal.

You're just reading
one side of the coin.

Turn it over. Obversely,
it reads exactly the opposite

of what you been arguing.

Show these women
the factual statistics

relating to their behavior,
and it removes the shame

and abnormality from them.

I say this is helpful.
It liberates millions

from needless repressions
and guilts.

I'm not sure I like
that kind of a gamble.

Have you ever considered
in terms of human suffering

the cost of your surveys?

These women come in
to see you, sick or well.

Most of them
have everything in order

properly in place, properly
replaced and they function.

Then you start hammering
your questions, digging, prying.

Each question of painful probe
into areas properly forgotten.

Then all order disappears.

You start an uncontrolled chain
of unwholesome, noxious forces.

And you don't follow through,
you don't stay with the subject

help them put everything
back in place again.

You set off a chain reaction,
then let them go.

And I wonder..

...go where? To what?

'What do they lack afterwards?'

'What becomes of them?'

(male #2)
'Kath?'

In here, father.

Oh, your home early.

- I think I'll go.
- Good....where?

Chapman interviews.

- But you're feverish, you--
- Now, now, now..

Before you get angry. I think
that you should read this--

I stopped reading
that kind of literature

when I got out of high school.

It's not that kind of
literature. It's explaining--

I don't care
what it explains.

Can you imagine what will happen
to the reception of Boy's book

when the public learn
that you..

...that you went
to this thing?

You mean the sale?

I don't think the public gives
a hoot whether I live or die.

Now, that is where you're wrong.

As Boy's widow, you hold
a special position.

I don't see how you can possibly
consider discussing..

'...the certain matters
about Boy and you'

'that belong properly
only to yourselves.'

[intense music]

Please, Boy.

(Boy)
'Go Back to bed, Kath.
Get some sleep.'

I'll see you in the morning.

No, Boy, don't do this to me.

I love you.

Boy, I want you. Please,
be patient and-and gentle.

Wait, my lovely tall blonde,
when I've been patient

two years patient.

Two long cold years!

Oh, but I've tried, Boy.

You know how hard I've tried.

I must admit you tried.

Look, Kath, you've gotta
face the facts.

Remember Jim,
Korea, during the war?

He was shacked up
with a French nurse.

- Femme de glace, he called her.
- No, don't.

Femme de glace, woman of ice.

- That's you, woman of--
- No.

Oh, Boy, we're not shacked up.
We're married.

We're in love.

Oh, please, Boy, if there's,
if there's something..

Help me!

I-I don't wanna be half a woman.

I-I-I don't feel cold, Boy.
I want you, I need you.

Oh, it's.. Boy, it's just
that there's something..

...that moment, oh..

...when you,
when you touch me--

That's what's known
as being frigid.

You, Kath, were born
a frigid woman.

There's nothing
you can do about it.

Oh, oh..

No, no, I'm not.

Oh, I'm not.

I'm not, I'm not.
You're wrong, I'm not.

[music continues]

I'm a little tired, Father.

Goodnight.

'Well, did you
forget something?'

Oh, Dad.

Won't you come in?

Please make
yourself comfortable.

Thank you.

Good morning.

I'm one of the interviewers
for this research project.

Are you quite comfortable?

Why, yes, thank you.

'In our correspondence,
you were assigned a number.'

'Do you have
that card with you?'

Oh, yes.

'Is the number 481-J?'

Four eighty-one, yes.

Now, let me see.

You're 24-years of age.
Marital status, widow.

Born in Richmond, Virginia.

Moved to San Francisco
when 12-years-old.

Educated, Roanoke College.

And the Sorbonne.

'The Sorbonne, yes,
I have that here.'

'Might we begin with questions
about your adolescent years?'

Yes, of course.

'Take as much time as you like'

'and if there's one
that isn't clear, let me know.'

Alright.

'During your teens did you
go out with boys a great deal?'

I think so, yes.

'In your relationship
with them'

'were you at anytime
physically intimate?'

Never.

We were friends except when they
wanted to be more than friends.

'Did you engage
in heavy petting?'

- No.
- 'Casual petting?'

No.

'Kissing?'

Occasionally.

'Then in your teens
you generally resisted'

'the physical advances
of young men?'

Yes.

'Was this because of your sense
of right and wrong?'

'Disinterest or fear
of possible consequences?'

Right and wrong.

'And this came
from teachings at school?'

'In church?'

'Or at home?'

All three.

I think my father and I
had a wonderful relationship.

And...he was very
understanding...and strict.

He still is.

Uh, understanding, I mean.

'I see your husband died
two years ago.'

You see, he was a test pilot.

He held...four world records
for speed in a jet.

'And your marriage
lasted three years?'

Yes.

'The next few questions
are concerned '

'with physical relationship.'

'First, frequency.'

Um..

Let me think, uh..

You needn't be exact.

Well, he was away a good deal.
His work kept him away.

Did you engage
in preliminary love playing?

We.. Yes, of course.

'How much time
was devoted to this?'

'Generally.'

[exhales]

A long time.

Can you be more specific?

I, bu.. I.. What?

[clattering]

Oh.

'Is anything wrong?'

Are you alright?

Yes, I'm alright.
I, I just dropped my bag.

'Did you enjoy
the physical relationship'

'with your husband?'

Not very much?

Very much, not at all?

Very much.

Isn't that normal?

I'm no different
than anybody else.

Why do you have to put so much
emphasis on physical love?

I-I mean why, why do you
have to keep asking

all these sickening details?

Can't you just ask me
about love?

I'm trying.

I can't!

I can't!

[dramatic music]

Excuse me.

You'll have to forgive me.
I'm sorry.

[door knob clicking]

[door closes]

[music continues]

Oh.

That young lady, Mr. Radford,
number 481-J.

Is there anything wrong?

Well, she must have
dropped this wallet.

I'll put it
in the afternoon mail.

Could you glance at this?

- Unusual?
- Yeah.

That article in the newspaper,
yesterday, bothered me.

Went out to see Dr. Jonas.

And?

He's intelligent.
He has some good points.

- She was a evasive.
- She was also lying.

It's incomplete.

So I noticed.

This isn't your first
incomplete interview.

It's the first after
talking to Dr. Jonas.

Setting off chain reactions?
Don't let him throw you, Paul.

We've a full time job
ahead of us, as it is.

Ready, Doctor?

No, just give me
a couple of minutes.

Don't let him throw you, Paul.

[dramatic music]

(male announcer #1 on TV)
'And there he goes.
Safe at second. Another..'

Here's your pop-corn. Taste it.
See if it's got enough salt.

You used to like baseball.

I still look at it
once in a while.

Perfect.

(male announcer #1 on TV)
'Little shaken up
over that stolen base.'

'Here's the wind up
and the pitch.'

'And it's right down the middle.

'No runs, no hits, no errors
Still a tie ball game.'

- 'George?'
- 'Right, Fred.'

(male announcer #2)
'Now, you're gonna hear'

'a word from your
friendly loan company.'

- No, I'm not.
- 'If you had--'

How was it, today,
at the hospital?

Didn't you say somethin'
about the Nurse's Aide class?

Why do you ask me?

You don't have to answer.
I was only making conversation.

Frank, excuse me. I'm jittery.
I-I'm taking those diet pills.

I want to lose four pounds.

What are you trying to be?
Miss America?

To me, you're exactly right.
Isn't that enough?

[dramatic music]

When the relationships
between the characters

become full and rich

then we'll get
to the heart of the play.

'And for a director'

that's-that's a greater reward

than the commercial theatre
can ever offer.

'Thank you for a very
good evening. Good night.'

Mrs. Garnell, would you
mind waiting a moment?

I'd like to discuss about your
last entrance in the last scene.

I don't think you're taking
a long enough pause, there.

- I don't think--
- You should take a beat there.

And-and have the courage
to let them wonder

because wonderment is the heart
and soul of the theatre.

We wonder-we wonder
about tonight.

We wonder about tomorrow.

[dramatic music]

Is scotch alright?

I never drink at..

Thanks.

[spectators cheering on TV]

It's getting late.
Shouldn't the children be home?

When they're with Mrs. Tasker,
I don't worry.

Did you tell them not to stay
for the second show?

Got quite an argument.

Those kids. Like their mother.

'Their idea of heaven
is a theatre.'

[dramatic music]

Really, Mr. Linden.

You won't have any trouble
replacing me in the play.

It-It's just I..

As a matter of fact,
I don't have enough time.

I..

You know, you have the
loveliest mouth, I've ever seen.

No, I..

[music continues]

Frank.

Frank, let's go away some place.

- Of course--
- Palm springs or any place.

Come on, we haven't been
anywhere together for months.

Sarah, you know me.
I'd go anywhere.

Who'd run the office
this time of the year?

Yeah.

I know.

- Good night, Frank.
- Good night.

[doorbell ringing]

- Mrs. Barclay?
- Yes.

- Kathleen Barclay?
- Yes, that's right.

Oh, this must be yours.
It was turned into our office.

I'm Paul Radford.
Dr. Chapman's assistant.

- Oh, please.
- Thank you.

Not half as many
credit cards as I have.

You couldn't get along
without it.

You're very kind.

It was found in one
of the interview rooms.

Yes...I-I dropped my bag.

And the secretary found it
under the chair.

You were on the other side
of that screen?

You interviewed me.

I realize it seems strange but--

You asked me those questions
and then you come here..

Why did you come here?

The simple truth is,
I felt responsible

for what happened this morning.

I thought if you're still
disturbed, perhaps I--

Yes, I'm disturbed.

Can you blame me?

I went through with
that-that stupid interview..

'I don't know why I did.'

But, they told me
it would be anonymous.

And now, the first thing I know,
the interviewer is in my house.

'And staring!'

I'm sorry, Mrs. Barclay.

My coming here was a mistake.

Goodnight.

Do you realize the kind of hell
you've put me through?

Do you?

Don't look at me
like that. Don't.

I'm not one of your
pathological cases.

Boy and I had
a wonderful life together.

We..

[sobbing]

Goodnight.

[instrumental music]

I'm not a pathological case.

"I have forgot much, Cynara!
gone with the wind

"flung roses, roses
riotously with the throng

"yea, all the time,
because the dance was long

"I have been faithful
to thee, Cynara!

"In my fashion.

[men shouting]

"I cried for madder music
and for stronger wine

"but when the feast is finished
and the lamps expire

'"then falls thy shadow,
Cynara!'

[men yelling]

"But when the feast is finished
and the lamps expire

"then falls thy shadow, Cynara!
The night is thine.

"Yea, hungry for the lips
of my desire

"I have been faithful
to thee, Cynara.

[indistinct shouting]

"I have been faithful
to thee, Cynara!

In my fashion."

- 'Hut! Hut!'
- Alright!

- 'Hut 2.'
- 'Here we go.'

'Fall back, 70 across, on 2.
Let's go. On 2.'

- Oh come on!
- Come on!

The louts. And what with
their profane shouting

I had to repeat
that third verse five times.

What a lovely night.

Darling, it's Thursday.

Our night.

[romantic music]

Followed by Friday,
your big day.

You know, even when
I-I just think

about tomorrow's interview,
I feel wicked.

I think husbands
should be allowed

to share this experience.

I think, Dr. Chapman
should interview husbands

with their wives.

Darling.

You just gave me an idea.

(Dr. Chapman)
'At one point, you used
the word "endurable"'

'in relationship to--'

Oh, I'm sure
that I meant pleasurable.

'Well, thank you.
I'll make that correction.'

May I ask a question?

'Well, of course.'

I may be wrong..

...but am I being interviewed
by Dr. George Chapman?

Why, yes.

I am deeply moved, sir.

My husband and I
have read your two books.

And we venerate your writing.

I had to ask.

If I'd gone
to an analyst in Vienna

at the turn of the century

I would've wanted to have known
if he was Sigmund Freud.

Well, I'm very honored.
Thank you.

Now, to return to a series
of question on pre-marital--

'Well, after we were engaged'

'our marriage
was delayed a year.'

(Teresa on tape)
'Due to family circumstances'

'his mother took all
of Geoffrey's money and time.'

'But of course...we were adult
about our relationship.'

(Dr. Chapman on tape)
'And by "adult", you mean?'

(Teresa on tape)
'Until we were married'

'we refrained
from sexual union.'

Marvelous. Your voice
is marvelous. You know--

(Teresa on tape)
'We adhered to accepted
moral standard.'

(Dr. Chapman on tape)
'Regarding your
marital intimacy'

'comparing the present
with the your first year'

'has there been any noticeable
change in the regularity'

'of the physical relationships?'

Would you lower the treble
just a little, darling?.

(Teresa on tape)
'It has remained...constant.'

'Orderly, civilized
and constant.'

(Dr. Chapman on tape)
'As to the time of day?'

(Teresa on tape)
'Oh, not during the day.'

(Dr. Chapman on tape)
'Have you ever wished
or dreamed'

'that your husband
were another man?'

(Teresa on tape)
'I've never had such wishes
or dreams, Doctor.'

- I meant that, darling.
- Shh.

(Dr. Chapman on tape)
'Thank you. That'll be all.'

'We appreciate
the time you've given us.'

(Teresa on tape)
'But, Doctor, we're
not through already?'

Geoffrey, are we abnormal?

We must put that voice
on the stereo.

I'll have the art department
get right on the album cover.

"Readings at Random",
by Teresa Harnish.

Geoffrey, are you listening?
I asked you, are we abnormal?

We have abnormally good taste.
We're abnormally happy.

I think Dr. Chapman was bored.

Well, why on earth
should he be bored?

No no, he sounded
very interested.

You weren't listening.
The interview was so short.

And when he asked me
for details

I had none to give him.

It was...no.

No.

Seldom.

Never.

It's obvious. He found
us just plain dull.

Are we doing it
for his enjoyment or ours?

I thought our marriage
was a perfect blending

of beauty and passion.

Oh, it is.

It is, darling.

Where's Dr. Chapman's
first book?

(Tape recording)
- 'May I ask a question?'
- 'Of course.'

We'll compare.

(Teresa on tape)
'I may be wrong,
but am I being interviewed'

'by Dr. George Chapman?'

One ninety-eight.

(Dr. George Chapman on tape)
'Why, yes.'

(Teresa on tape)
'I'm deeply moved, sir.'

'My husband and I
have read your two books'

'and we venerate your writing.'

'I had to ask.'

'If I'd gone
to an analyst in Vienna'

'at the turn of the century'

'I would've wanted to have known
if it was Sigmund Freud.'

(Dr. Chapman on tape)
'Well, I'm very honored.
Thank you.'

Geoffrey...I think
we're missing something.

(Dr. Chapman on recorder)
'Now to return to a series
of questions on pre-marital--'

How long have you been married?

Twelve years.

'How would you describe
your marriage?'

Very gratifying? Satisfactory?

Unsatisfactory? Intolerable?

I don't know how to answer that.

I have two beautiful children.

'What we wanna know about'

'is your relationship
with your husband?'

He's a very fine person. He..

'Your physical relationship.'

Oh.

'Very gratifying? Satisfactory?'

'Unsatisfactory? Intolerable?'

Well, you might
classify it as..

...tolerable.

- 'What about the frequency?'
- Once a week.

'Exactly?'

Saturday comes
once a week, exactly.

Before your marriage,
were there other men?

I had boys who..

If you mean, um,
anything...serious, no.

'Now we have
a series of questions'

'about extra-marital
relationships.'

'Have you been in such
relationship with any man'

'or men, other than
your husband?'

Yes.

'One man or more?'

One man.

'When did it happen?'

Now.

'And how long has it lasted?'

Uh, three months.

'How often do you
meet this man?'

Uh, two...or three times a week.
Whenever it's possible.

'Is your partner,
in this relationship'

'single or married?'

He's married,
but he's separated.

His wife won't
give him a divorce.

'Now, another question.'

'To the best
of your knowledge'

'would you say your husband
knows about this relationship?'

'You might reply, "he knows
because he was told"'

'"He knows
because he found out"'

'"He probably suspects"'

'"He does not know".'

'Which would you say?'

He does not know.

'How do you expect it to end?'

End?

'Do you plan
to leave your husband?'

No.

'Do you plan to stop
seeing the other man?'

- No.
- 'No, which?'

I don't plan either
of...these things.

'You expect things to continue
as they are, then?'

I haven't thought about..

Yes, I suppose so.

'For how long?'

How long?

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

Sarah. What the devil
are you doing here?

Uh, I had to see you, Fred.
I-I got through early.

I wanted to see you.
Who-who is that woman?

You mean, you met her?

Certainly, I met her.

Why? Shouldn't I have?

Oh, don't be silly. It's not
that. It doesn't matter.

Just that I beg you
to telephone, first.

Why? Who is she?

My wife.

Oh. Uh, does she do this often?

Do what? There's nothing.

I've told you,
there's nothing between us.

We just have some community
property, that's all.

Now, let me have my kiss, huh?

Why did she come here?

She comes here once or twice
a month and we sign some papers.

- You always give her a drink?
- She was thirsty.

For what?

Sarah.

I'm sorry. I..

I..

Fred, don't be angry at me.
Please, don't be angry at me.

I'm not angry. I only wish
you try not to do this again.

I have nothing to hide.
But sometimes, it-it's awkward.

I-I won't do it again, never.

I just had to see you today.

You want a drink?

Fred.

[laughs]

You know Madame Bovary?

I don't know her personally.

Come on, I mean the book.

Of course, I know the book.

Don't say of course.
Not everybody knows.

Frank..

You know, I learnt
some of the lines, by heart.

Uh, they kind of describe
exactly how I was before I met..

Would you like
to hear me recite?

Alright.

Um...uh..

"Her innermost heart

"Was waiting for something
to happen to her.

"She turned to despairing gaze

"over the solitude of her life.

"Searching for some white sail

"in the dark mist
of the horizon.

"Nothing happened to her.

"The future was a dark corridor

"the door at the end, shut fast.

"White sail..

"...on the far mist
of the hori.."

Oh, Fred.

I'm so glad
you did happen to me.

Tell me, you love me, huh.

Of course, I love you.

Let's not ever spoil it
by being rash.

I want this to go on forever.

But the main thing
we must both remember..

...we must be sensible.

Why?

- 'Hello?'
- Dr. Chapman's office?

- 'Mmm-hmm.'
- Mr. Radford, please.

[indistinct voice on phone]

How long will that be?

[indistinct voice on phone]

I'd like to leave a message
for him, please.

Well, Joe..

...I may as well.

Later.

[soft music]

- Good afternoon.
- Hello.

I was positive
that you wouldn't turn up.

Wouldn't have blamed you,
if you hadn't.

[sighs]

Oh, it's hell
to apologize.

Then don't. I shouldn't
have come to your house.

I should've had
Miss Selby call you.

You would've come, picked up
the wallet and that was it.

I should be doing
the apologizing.

- What will you have?
- Uh, vodka martini.

Two vodka martinis, Joe.

You've been in this
type of work long?

No, just a few years.

I used to be a teacher
and a writer, of sorts.

Oh, what made you
give it up?

[laughs]

I'm tempted to say,
an interest in women and money.

Well, actually,
I suppose I was flattered

by the offer to...work
under Dr. Chapman.

To be on the inside
of...something so important.

I suppose, there's some
secret place

I still think
of myself as a writer.

There's no such thing
as an ex-writer.

I like to believe that..

...one day, all this
will be useful.

The Dr. Chapman's lecture
was impressive.

He's a remarkable man.

He's solid,
single-minded, dedicated.

Good to be with a man like that,
when everything around you seems

uncertain, unsolved,
flying off in every direction.

He's been a fine example.

I'm surprised you need one.
You seem so...sure of yourself.

Oh, I mean that
in a nice way.

It's a facade.
I'm like everyone else.

Inside there are too many
corridors and turnings and..

...we all get lost sometimes.

I've been talking too much.

It's only fair, you've had
the advantage of learning..

...at the interview.

That was business.

And this?

This isn't business.

You mean to tell me,
you don't enjoy all that..

...talk with assorted women?

It's meaningless
after a while.

There's an inevitable
sadness about everyone.

Oh, does that include me?

And me.

[laughs]

- Pleasant thought?
- Not really.

I was childish
the other night.

I've apologized.

It was easy.

Oh!

Another?

Do you have any plans
for dinner?

Oh, I promised Father..

No, not really.

Good.

[doorbell rings]

Well, you're selling
something or what?

I live down the block.

Well?

And my name is Wash Dillon.

Maybe, you've heard my band.
We've got some records.

Yes.

Mrs. Shields?

Ms. Shields.

Now, how could that be?

Well, anyway.

It says "Mrs." here.

- What's that?
- Your mail.

Mailman must have hung one on,
he left it in my box by mistake.

So I came over with it
neighborly like.

- Anything important?
- No, it's a bill.

I, uh, don't know
how to thank you.

I know how.

You might give a good neighbor
a good cup of coffee

for the road.

It's a long block.

Couple of cups left.

Drink and get out, though.

I've a business appointment.

You lived here long?

Mmm-hmm. Three years.

'Your...wife like Briarwood?'

No, there's no wife, not yet.

Bachelorhood is the best
thing for a musician.

How about your husband?

We divorced three years ago.

You know, honey, I just
had a hunch that was so.

How is your band?

Obvious combo.

- Oh, where do you play?
- 'On the strip.'

'Place called
Jorrocks' Jollities.'

How often do you perform?

Every night, honey.

[sensual music]

Need to say, honey. I just had
a hunch, you're divorced.

Did you?

You can always tell when
there's been no man around.

You can?

'It's the way a woman moves.'

Unsettled.

One of your girls
teach you that?

[Wash laughs]

'Sharp!'

No, honey..

...my women
don't move like that.

My women don't move at all.

Pretty cocky, aren't you?

Alright to be.
Never had a complain.

[intense music]

I don't like
this kind of talk!

I don't like it!

[sobbing]

Oh, Wash, don't.
You're hurting..

Oh, no. I don't want to.

I don't want to. I don't.

Oh. No!

[moans]

[doorbell rings]

Honey, wait now.

Oh, there's someone
at the door.

- Let him be.
- Oh.

[doorbell rings]

[doorbell rings]

(boy #1)
'My father came here.'

'Pop! Ma says to come home.'

I'll be along.
Now, beat it!

She says, I ain't
to come home without you

or she'll come
and get you herself.

Well, it's the way
the cookie crumbles.

- Alright, Johnny.
- You..

You look awful hungry, honey.

Come on over
to Jorrock's sometime.

[jazz music]

[indistinct chatter]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[indistinct chatter]

[music continues]

[people applauding]

That's a beer
you owe me, Dad.

She'll be back.

"Last night, ah, yesternight

"betwixt her lips and mine

"there fell a shadow

[men chattering]

"Cynara!

"Thy breath was shed

all night upon mine heart
I felt her warm heart beat"

[men yelling]

Oh!

[man laughing]

Oh, ho. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, lady.

Jackie, there,
has got a lot of speed

'but he hasn't got
much control.'

Here...we won't let
it happen again.

Oh, that's alright.
I wasn't scared.

Well, we'll watch it next time.

Now, don't you worry.
I don't mind.

It is, it's fun watching.

What game is it?

Football, touch football.
We play it to keep in shape.

Don't take any
wood nickels, lady.

Do you..

Are you a real player?

Pro-ball, lady.

Well, I only played
second string last year.

But you watch my smoke
this year.

I'd like to.

- But what name do I--
- Ed, Ed Krowski. Write it.

Keep fast, hog breath!

Stay loose, lady.

(male #3)
'Pass it here.'

[indistinct yelling]

Come on. Come on.
Come on! Think fast!

"Yea, all the time.."

- 'Here we go.
'- 'Come on. Let's go.'

Wh-what a magnificent animal.

"All the time because"

Oh, magnificent!

Well, look at him,
he's showing off his muscles.

[indistinct yelling]

"All the time
because the dance was long"

Look at those long legs.

I wonder what sort of girl
goes out with him.

"I have been faithful to thee"

I expect one of those
common girls

you see riding
on the surfboards.

"In my fashion

I have been faithful to thee"

You know, he could be
quite attractive.

- Alright, here we go.
- Let's pull up.

He's the kind
of man...who needs..

...who needs a woman..

...to help him.

A woman who's...
better than he is.

A woman with taste.

A woman who's aware
of the beauty.

Not me, but..

...somebody like me.

[tape erasing]

Spatial sensation.
Isn't this just great?

How do you like this?

Well, it's little
on the orange side.

Have you made up a guest list
for the party, yet?

Well, I thought we'll
do it together tonight.

You like this?

This is perfect.

Darling.

[saxophone music]

Have you ever thought of-of

joining one of those
health clubs?

You know, build up the body.

Build up the body?

Geoffrey.

Our lives should be richer.

We should enjoy our gifts fully.

After all..

...these are the
best years of our lives.

Do you like this?

I've arranged for your recording
date. Have you been rehearsing?

Entire morning.

I believe I've, uh,
found what was lacking.

Can I hear the tape?

I, uh, erased it.

I wasn't satisfied.

You're showing more enthusiasm
for this project

than the summer
you spent dwarfing trees.

But this gives me the
opportunity to express myself.

To give myself
to a primitive force

which will give added depth
and, and-and breadth..

...of the spirit.

[upbeat music]

Hey, hey, let's do the
signals, one, two.

Oh, mister.

- 'One, two.'
- Oh, mister.

Look, lady, you're
fouling up the signals.

I'm sorry.

I was, I was hoping
to see your friend.

A beautiful young man.

Beautiful?

He's usually with you,
I can't remember his name.

He's the Ed.

Ed?
Ed Kraski.

He's working
at the amusement park.

Would you give him
a message for me?

Will you say that
the lady on the beach

will be down to see him
tomorrow morning?

The lady on the beach?

He'll know who I mean.

I'll see he get's
the message, lady.

Thanks.
Thanks very much.

Fellows.

Oh!

- Out?
- 'In.'

Right, right on the line.

'Phew!'

Congratulations.

You gave me quite a run
for my money.

Don't you think it'd be
more sensible to play doubles?

Nonsense. I'll take up doubles
when they put me out to pasture.

Oh, he's here.

Please don't say anything about
Dr. Chapman or the interviews.

That's your business, Kathy.

I've never told you
who you should see

but this investigator..

- He's not an investigator.
- Well, whatever he is.

Haven't you seen him enough
and now meeting him here.

Not louder. He'll hear you.
Hello, Paul.

I'd like you to meet my father,
Paul Radford.

Sorry, I missed the game.
Who won?

- Father, but one of these--
- I'm going to shower.

- Will I see you at the club?
- No, not today.

Um, Paul's giving me
a lesson in bowling.

I'll see you at home then.
Bye, Mr. Radford.

Oh, he still cant bear
to see me with..

He and Boy were like
father and son.

They enjoyed each other.

Boy used to let him win
in the last sets.

And you?

Oh, no, I'm a..

He's a much better player
than I am.

Last year, I think,
I only won one or two games.

Oh, he's so marvelous
since Boy..

You know, he has given up
most of his activities.

We are due in ten minutes.

I'll run up and shower.

Thank you.
Meet you in the car?

[indistinct chatter]

What a morning.

No hello?
No how are you, Sarah?

Oh, you promised
to phone me, remember?

Charlie, vodka and tonic.

I phoned you so often the last
couple of days my finger's numb.

Oh, I'm sorry, baby.

But I was on the trail
of something good.

Oh, no, no,
not that, the job.

But it turned out to be
just another TV part

so I told them that I was not
interested at any price.

And now, I'm all yours again.

- All mine.
- Mm-hmm.

From 11 in the morning till, uh,
5:00 in the afternoon.

Three days a week, some weeks.

And then only if
I phone first, right?

Sarah, what's got into you?

I thought we had worked out
a very sensible arrangement.

This is no place
to talk about those things.

This place and your boat,
that's our world.

Our oh so sensible world.

Fred, what if we stop
being so sensible?

What if you ask
your wife for a divorce?

What if I leave Frank?

Look, Sarah, let me
get out of this soup

before you hit me over the head
with all that serious talk.

Let's go to the boat, huh?

I have to go back.

I love you so much.

I'll, uh, I'll phone you
first thing in the morning, huh?

Frank.

- Frank.
- Hmm.

Oh.

Who won again?

Always the game.

Let's have one of our talks
the way we used to.

Come here, sit down.

You know, the fact is I've been
wanting to talk to you.

There's nothing wrong.

Frank.

What would you do if, uh..

What if something
happened to me?

Ah, come on, our talks
were never that serious.

Well, it is serious,
what if it did?

How would you take care
of the children?

I don't know, I'd get someone
to stay with us.

But what brought this up?

Would you get
your sister Mildred?

Mildred it is.

Sarah, please.

I don't wanna think
of you ever leaving.

Frank, uh..

- Um, goodnight.
- Sleep tight.

[indistinct chatter]

You can buy me
that beer anytime.

Yeah, lots of luck.

As we soon I get out of this,
we're going home.

This is my home
away from home.

The boys and I use it
for recreation.

Come on in, honey.

You polish your stuff?

No, they throw in
a maid service.

She's not bad either.

[intense music]

[indistinct chatter]

Wash, can you call me a cab?

[chatter continues]

[indistinct chatter]

Will you call me a cab?

[chatter continues]

Have a seat, baby,
maybe you can bring me--

Wash, will you..

Hey, you don't wanna
fool around with my girl.

Well, I'm sorry,
Wash, I didn't know.

- Sorry
- Aah!

What about me, baby?

- Let go of me.
- Anything you say.

...gentleman aren't gentleman,
as for me..

[intense music]

[screaming]

[music continues]

(male #4)
'Here we go.'

[screaming]

[tires screeching]

(Wash)
'Alright, honey, this is it.
Just let yourself out of here.'

'Come on. Come on, honey.'

[tires screeching]

Naomi?

Naomi.

[sobbing]

Naomi.

Come on, dear.

Shh.

It's alright.

It's alright, it's me,
it's Kathleen.

Come on.

It's alright, it's alright,
it's alright.

It's alright.

Here, let me help you.

It's alright, shh.

It's alright, baby.
It's Kathleen.

No, don't. Leave me alone.

I want to bathe.

Please run me some hot water.

Scalding hot.

That's the last thing you need.

What the hell do you know
about what I need.

Listen, you're in no condition
to get tough with me.

- Now, take that off--
- To hell with you.

Don't you look at me like that,
it wouldn't hurt you to have..

Oh!

What is it?
Shall I call a doctor?

No. What do I have to do to get
you out of here? Just leave me.

- Will you call me if you need--
- Yes, damn it, yes.

- Kath.
- Yes.

Feed the dog.

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

Hello.

Oh, hi, I didn't
recognize you at first.

Can we go somewhere and talk?

He doesn't like us
to leave the platform.

What a cute little bubble?

(male #5)
'Hey, where do you think
you're going?'

- May I call you Ed?
- Everybody else does.

You wanted to talk?

I've been watching you on the
beach and...you're so agile.

- Your body is so--
- Well, I keep in shape.

That brings me to why
I wanted to see you.

I'm an artist,
quite a good one.

And from the moment I first
saw you I said to myself

I must capture that on canvas.

- Capture?
- Paint.

Paint? Me?
You mean oil paintings?

Dozens of 'em.
I hope you will consent.

Well, I don't know,
what-what are they for?

For?

Oh, myself, exhibitions

uh, probably reproduced
in magazines or books.

They take much time?

An hour or two a day, no more.

I don't know, I haven't got much
time with this and practice.

Well, a man has
to relax a little.

I think you'd find it relaxing.

That's not what I mean

Well, what do you call relaxing?

Few beers with the boys,
movie and well, some fun.

- You mean girls?
- Yeah.

Yeah, that's right.

Ed, you'd be surprised
what good sport this can be.

Well, I don't know.

Of course, I wouldn't expect
you to model for nothing.

I saw your friend yesterday
and I told him that I want..

Oh, perhaps I didn't.

I'll pay you $20
for each session.

Um, for each session
that you pose.

- For a couple of hours?
- That's right.

Well, lady,
you got yourself a deal.

When should we have
our first meeting?

Name it.

Tomorrow morning at 11?

Oh, I'm not free until 5.

Five, not until five?
Well, five's fine.

You just write
your address there.

Tomorrow at 5.

[car honks and car door shuts]

- Miss Barclay?
- Yes.

- Kathleen Barclay?
- Yes, where's my wallet?

With the number
of credit cards you carry

I just couldn't resist
the temptation.

You, idiot.
How did things go today?

Ten interviews,
all say no women.

Oh, what a dreary life you lead.

I had a tough afternoon
proofreading Boy's book.

Is it, is it always this way?

I mean, I, I want
to re-write everything.

Always. I take it
you're not pleased.

I have no way of judging.

I'd like you to read it.
As a writer.

I'd be glad to
as a writer.

On the other hand, I

I don't think I wanna read
about you and another man.

Oh, Paul, that's not what
it's about. It's his life.

I don't, I don't play
a very important part in it.

I never did play a
very important part in his life.

I mean, his, his public life.

I appear briefly
as the conventional happy bride.

You look like the happy bride.

As he'd just been
awarded a citation.

You're so young.

Yes, I was young in many ways.

What was he like?

You see, I do wanna know
about him and you.

Then, you'll just have
to read the book.

I'm, uh, I wanna be sure
of at least one sale.

What do you want to know?

Why do you want to know?

We were married,
we were happy..

Must we talk about it?

Of course not.

Oh, Paul, I-I want to tell you.

Only it's-it's-it's hard.

When you're used to telling
a story in-in-in a certain way

oh, it's so hard to tell
that same story.

That-that un-untruth.

I know.

To somebody you care for.

Kath.

- Hello. Would you like a drink?
- Hello.

Thank you.

We've been, we've been talking
about the proofs.

What do you think? Kathy tells
me you were once an author.

It stands a good chance of being
a bestseller, war stories--

No, it's a story
of a dedicated man, a hero.

And a wonderful husband.

I'm off to the club.

This has to be back
to the publisher by this week.

Bye, Mr. Radford.

Not too late tonight.

I'm still his little girl.

And still Boy's wife.

What about your early teens?

Teens?

I engaged in lovemaking
during my early teens.

'And from then
until your marriage?'

Many.

This was from your early teens,
until your marriage?

No, mostly after I was 21.

I like your voice.
How old are you?

'In these affairs,
did you accept favors?'

- What does that mean?
- 'Well, cash, gifts.'

Oh, you certainly
don't think that I'm--

- 'No, of course not.'
- Nothing.

Get this straight, nobody and I
mean nobody ever touched me

unless I wanted them to.

I did it for love, I did it
because I wanted to.

'Please don't misunderstand.'

Well, see that
you don't misunderstand.

Were the affairs satisfactory?

Question so ridiculous,
I'm not gonna answer it.

Fill that one in for yourself.

'And you were married
only once?'

This screen is a nuisance.

I like to face the man
I'm talking to.

You asked..

Oh, yes, I was married
only once.

Time for a drink.

- Would you like coffee, tea?
- Gin.

I'm afraid that's
in Dr. Chapman's

positively no list.

It's in code.

What did you answer?

That you didn't reply
to the question

and that in my opinion the
affairs were not satisfactory.

You're a fool.

With your experience
in this kind of work

can you tell
by just looking at me?

Can you tell what a woman's like
by just looking at her?

I don't think so.

I mean about what you call,
I suppose, her appetite?

No.

Well, look at me,
it must show.

A man, a musician, came to the
door the other day, he looked.

He knew.

During your marital years--

- Often.
- Often what?

Often, I cheated on my husband.

I know I shouldn't have done,
but I did.

He was kind.

He was honest.
He was loving.

I really wanted him,
but I wanted everyone else too.

- You understand?
- 'I think so.'

The poor man just couldn't..

Anyway, I wasn't very happy.

Maybe, I'll never will be.
I don't know.

You, uh..

You were right just now.

Don't go giving me
any cheap advice

about seeing a psychiatrist,
I've had that bit.

The thing I learned was analysis
is no substitute for guts.

You're not a woman.

You don't know what
it's like to need love.

And not to have it.

At least not to have
what you need.

I-I didn't hear that.

Nothing.

We were talking
about my married life.

I was discreet.

I'd go downtown and I'd pick up
someone in a bar or in a movie.

First it was once or twice a
month, didn't know their names.

I couldn't risk
getting involved.

Then, it started to get worse.

Soon I had nothing else on my
mind. I thought I'd go insane.

And someone, a...friend

saw me in another town with
a man and scared me witless.

And then I was away such a lot,
my husband became suspicious.

No, that's not true.
He trusted me.

He became..

[chuckles]

He became curious.

So I determined to stop
going out for a while.

But I couldn't.

I just couldn't sit home
and wait for him

Just sit there and wait for him.

I thought I'd go out of my mind.
I really began to go insane.

I was desperate.

Then..

...there was a neighborhood kid,
not a kid exactly.

He was about 20.

But I..

I knew whenever I ran into him,
I could he was mad about me.

He was always looking at me.

One night, I knew my husband
would be working, I..

I went out and I found the boy
and invited him for the evening.

'Then..'

...then someone switched
on the lights.

It was my husband.

The kid just got up and ran
and there I was.

I wanted him to beat me.

I wanted him to kill me.

I told him about the others,
not all, just some.

You know what he did?

He cried, poor thing.

He just stood there
and he cried.

It was the worst part of it.

He cried.

I was determined
I was going to kill myself.

Took a couple of days of
drinking to work up the nerve.

I drove at top speed through
busy intersections, red lights

and all I got was a ticket.

'Sorry, I-I--'

I said I tried, but I couldn't
even kill myself.

Years later..

Last night, I..

...I tried again

I wanted to crawl back
to that musician..

...to his friends, I..

I thought if I took
enough pills, I would..

Ha!

I took enough.

The whole box.

Too many, I threw them up.

I was sick whole night.

That's why I was late.

I'm sorry.

[intense jazz music]

[music continues]

Now, everything's gotta be
finished by 7 o'clock.

The guests are invited
for 7:30 and with any luck

they won't be here before 7:45.

Now, George fixes the drinks,
the Danish ham..

It's in the oven.

4:30. 4:30?

Be a dear and put my art things
in the back of the car.

Oh, and Mrs. Simmons,
would you please tell my husband

that I'll be back in
about an hour and a half.

An hour and three quarters.

The flowers.

I want them right here,
just off center.

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

Hey, there she is.

* Whoa la de de do do *

[whistling]

[guitar music]

(Ed singing)
* One night she passed through
close by my bed *

* When I was fast.. *

Come in.

* She put her arms
around my neck *

* And then began to weep *

Hi, getting a
little practice.

* She wept she cried
she pulled her hair *

* Me, what could I do *

* So all along
I held her in my arms *

* To keep her
from that pokie pokie dude *

It's one of the favorites
down at the coffeehouse.

Say, how about a beer?
It'll set you up.

Only if you will
have one with me.

Well, I've had three,
but I'm not one to say no.

* The only only thing that
I did that was wrong *

* Was keep her from.. *

Well, not bad, huh?

Here.

Here's to a lot
of famous pictures.

- And here's to art and life.
- Right.

Sit down, sit down and take
a load off of your feet. Here.

Jackie and I put a board
under it. You like a hard bed?

That's what finished
the Romans you know?

- Hard beds?
- Soft beds and hot baths.

Yeah, well I take cold showers.

Might we get started.

Uh, is your roommate up to..

- Will he be home soon?
- No, I kicked him out.

I'm not gonna let him
sit around and heckle me

while I'm being painted.

I'm so glad because ever
since the first day I saw you

at the beach
in your natural element

I observed the grace
of your body

and the freedom of your limbs

I've wanted to sketch you
as a Greek Olympic hero.

Have you ever seen
that classical statue

of the discus thrower?

No.

Well, inspired by your body

I feel that I can surpass
Myron the Greek.

Assume the possession.

Huh?

Oh, like this.

That's right.

You know, the discus throwers
were in the nude.

I like all the Greek Olympians

and that is how
I'd like you to pose.

- With nothing on?
- In the classical tradition.

Now, if you'd get disrobed,
I'll be getting ready.

Now, wait a minute, lady.

You don't expect me to take off
my clothes in front of a woman.

Why, you don't settle
for false modesty.

After all this is for art.

Art.

In your profession, I suppose
you must take care of your body.

Like a baby, but a man has
to have one vice.

Is that your only vice?

Now, it depends
on what you call vice.

Well, female companionship?

Oh, no, not while
I'm in training.

Besides, if you saw some
of those flipper hoes that got

washed up on the beach.

Well, Ed, you are modest.

Yes.

[trumpet blowing]

Think of me as something
that's washed up on the beach.

Think of me as-as-as
one of your flipper hoes.

What did you say?

You think that I'm too much
of a lady to be one of your..

Well, I'm a lady,
but I'm also a woman.

Are you gonna paint me?

Of course, not silly.
I can do that next time.

I want..

You know..

First time I saw you, I fought
the feeling inside of me.

I knew that I was
enamored of you.

Foolishly so.

But women in love are foolish.

And now I just want your love.

Do you want to kiss me, Ed?

Kiss me, Eddie.

You might enjoy it.

Well, pick my teeth.

Jackie said!

- He said what, Ed?
- Well, he had a hunch.

Yes.

He said, "Boy, there's
a lot of pepper in that tomato."

And you like pepper, Ed?

I do.

- Are you ready?
- Oh, so ready.

I, I can't breathe, Ed.

Oh, relax, Ed.

Boy, that Jackie, he can
heckle off my way.

Just listen to me, Ed, stop it.

I, I do find you desirable.

It, it's just that..

things like this
should be done..

Things like this
should take time.

You can't just toss me
about like a football.

I, I admire your, your
strength and the..

Ed. Ouch!

Really you must
listen to reason.

Things like this
could be beautiful.

No, Ed.
Stop it!

'For heaven's sake!'

(Ed)
'Hey, your alright, kid?'

You can paint me
anytime of the week.

Hey, I don't even know
your name.

[laughing]

[dramatic music]

[tires screeching]

(Geoffrey)
'What if we move this
slightly to the left'

'to balance the table better?'

'That's not good.'

'It hides the lobster
and we should think of color.'

'Color and food is important
to the appetite.'

Wouldn't you say?

I'm absolutely
lost without her.

Here.

Oh, no, no, no.
I said just off center.

You're early.

Yes, I-I finished
a little earlier.

Darling. Let me look at you.
Oh, you look marvelous.

So, so slim.

Give me a kiss.

Do I smell beer?

Well, it was, it was rather hot.

Mable, will you run
my bath for me, please?

Don't you think we should
have the silver platters?

- Oh, darling.
- Yes.

You're wonderful.

We haven't missed a thing.

No, I don't think so. We've
the ham, we've the flowers.

We can, we can live
our life to the fullest.

Just the two of us.

Now, I'm going to change.

Will you see
to the hors d'oeuvres?

Certainly, darling.

Now, I'll tell you what..

Wash away my trouble.

Wash.

Wash.

Wash.

Wash.

Wash.

Wash.

Wash in a tub.

Rub a dub dub.

Three men

in a tub.

[intense jazz music]

(woman on phone)
'Operator.'

I want Wash.

'...wrong number..'

Oh.

I want the number.

It's a night club.

Well, it's like in happy..

J-Jollity, Jorrocks' Jollity.
Jollity.

It's on Sunset.

[music continues]

(man speaking indistinctly)

It is?

It's a joke.

You say Jollity,
I say...well, same to you.

I want to talk to Wash.

On the bandstand. Wash.

[Wash speaking indistinctly]

Hello, Wash?

I left my bag there
the other night.

That's right.

Why should I be mad?
How are the boys?

Alright.

I'll leave the door open.

[intense continues]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[indistinct chatter]

- Would you care for some crab?
- Yes. Thank you.

- May I help you, sir?
- No, thanks..

Hello, Dorothy,
how are you?

Paul, can you imagine
the sensation

if they knew you were
one of the interviewers?

I couldn't recognize
one voice from the next

what goes out in one ear
goes out the other.

You're probably just saying that
to protect your clients.

We have the most exciting plan.

To raise the money we're going
to put on a play this summer.

Everybody must try out for it
and that means both of you.

Oh, marvelous, but only
if we can play the lovers.

We'd thought of putting on
one of those avant-garde plays.

You know, Sartre, Ionesco.

You will be marvelous in one of
these things, Sarah.

I had hoped to get Fred.
You know, Fred Linden.

'I thought he'd
jump at the chance.'

'It seems that his wife wanted
to break up a certain affair'

'so she arranged a TV directing
deal for him in Mexico City.'

'So he's leaving tomorrow.'

You just have to get a list
of all the available directors.

You have no idea the problems
one runs into trying to

organize one of these things.

If you could call me tomorrow
and give me that list..

Hello, this is Sarah.

Look, I'm tied up right now.

Fred, you listen to me.

Are you leaving for Mexico
tomorrow morning?

'Who told you that?'

I'm in a party, Fred,
I just overheard it.

I want you to tell me
if it's true.

I wanna know, you say it.
I wanna hear this from you.

I was gonna write you a note
after the meeting tonight..

Oh, you were gonna
write me a note?

You are pulling my life
out from under me.

I'll be back in six weeks
and we'll be together as before.

Six weeks?

I can't live without you for
six weeks, darling, I'll die.

I'll be back.

You'll be back and then what?
More trips?

Fred, we can't live
like this anymore.

We can't. I'll come with you.

No, I've, I-I've made up my
mind. Nothing could change it.

I-I'll come back. I'll come
down to the boat tonight.

'...not making any sense.'

I am making sense for
the first time in my life.

'You've family.
What's got into you?..'

You're my family now.

Fred, you can
keep me from coming.

You tell me that
you don't love me.

Tell me you don't want me.

Go on, tell me you,
you never want me again.

I-I can't say that, Sarah.

See, it's settled.
I'm going to go with..

I have to hang up now.

Your choice of weapons.

Thank you.

Would you tell Frank..

I, uh, I want to go
check up on the children.

[indistinct chatter]

[slow orchestral music]

(Teresa on gramophone)
'I have forgot much, Cynara,
gone with the wind.'

'Flung roses, roses riotously
with the throng.'

'Dancing, to put the pale,
lost lilies out of my mind.'

'But I was desolate
and sick of an old passion.'

'Yeah, all the time,
because the dance was long.'

'I have been faithful to thee,
Cynara, in my fashion.'

- Oh, darling--
- Shh!.

'I cried for madder music
and for stronger wine.'

'But when the feast is finished
and the lamps expire.'

'Then falls thy shadow,
Cynara, the night is thine.'

'And I am desolate
and sick of an old passion.'

'Yeah, hungry for the lips
of my desire.'

I have been faithful to thee.

'...Cynara, in my fashion.'

[guests applauding]

(female #3)
'Bravo!'

[indistinct chatter]

[intense music]

Fred, I've got my suitcase
out in the car.

I'm Ruth Linden.

Mrs. Linden.

- Where's Fred?
- Oh, he's around, hiding.

Hiding while
I do his dirty work.

He has always run
from responsibility.

You started closing in
asking him to get a divorce.

Well, that's where I come in.

In fact, it's the only time
I'm useful.

Except for the money.
"You've gotta help me, Ruth."

"You've gotta get me
out of this, Ruth baby."

Ruth baby always does.

- He doesn't love you.
- You're right.

It doesn't matter.
He doesn't love you either.

And that does matter.

I've left my husband,
we're going away together.

Haven't I got through
to you yet? It's over.

Fred left me here to tell you.
It's all over.

- I don't believe you.
- Oh, yes, you do.

Just be honest with yourself.

Why do you--

Pick him up when he falls down?

Take a good look.

You're looking at
a woman without pride.

'I know that in the end
he always comes back to me.'

'So in the end
I'm there waiting.'

Go home, Mrs. Garnell.

I know where he is, I..

...I won't give him up.

Don't. Not for my sake.
For yours.

I know where he is.

[jazz music]

[music continues]

Hey, Fred, somebody
is looking for you.

- 'I'll give you one of mine.'
- 'Boy, you've got a deal..'

[indistinct chatter]

[car approaching]

[car door slams]

- It's late.
- Yeah.

It's going to rain,
I heard it on the radio.

Uh...are those
the lumber contracts?

Cement.

Maybe I should close
the windows, you know the rain.

If you want to,
it isn't necessary.

You read it, didn't you?

The note?

Yeah, I read it.

Why didn't you
say something?

I didn't know
what to say.

To tell the truth,
I still don't know.

When you love
someone for 12 years

what the hell can you say?

I read it.

I re-read it.

I know that things
were different lately

but this I, I hadn't figured.

I thought I knew you.

I thought that
I knew myself.

Why did you come back,
Sarah?

I couldn't think of
anyplace else to go tonight.

I'll leave in the morning.

You want to know
what happened?

No.

I-I think you should.

For your own sake.

I-I'm not trying
to defend myself.

Twelve years...twelve years.

I don't understand what..

Not that it matters, Frank.

But it's all over now.

I just thought
I would tell you.

Over?

How the hell
could that be over?

As long as either of us
can remember it won't be over!

Well, all I'm asking you.

Don't turn the kids
against me, please.

Um, tell them any story
you want to tomorrow.

Just as long as I can
see them now and then, huh?

My mouth is dry.
You want to drink water?

No, no, thank you.

I'll go now.

Uh, I'll send you
the car back tomorrow.

Sarah.

When I said
for better or worse..

...I meant it.

It isn't going to be easy.

We'll have to work
something out.

Now, go to sleep.

[soft music]

[Sarah sobbing]

[music continues]

If only I'd stayed with her.

I...I shouldn't have
left her alone.

Why? Why?

Oh, there are so many reasons.
She had no one. She was--

Lots of people have no one.

That's no reason
to kill yourself.

I keep remembering
things she said.

There's no substitute for guts.

She really wanted to escape.

All alone.

Paul.

I..

...I don't want to be alone.

You had a near miss.

Hello, Dr. Jonas.
Near miss?

I'm lecturing just
down the hallway.

That Shields girl,
Naomi Shields.

They found a Chapman
interview card at her home.

I interviewed her.

I wanted to go before the board,
have them stop this business.

With that band leader's
statement in that police report

I have no proof.
I'm late, very late.

Your interview
was a contributing factor.

'Oh, doctor.
Dr. Jonas.'

I'm sure you know that the
books on Naomi Shields

were closed a long time ago.

That girl was doomed.
It was only a matter of time.

But there's someone else
I'm very concerned about.

- Oh, who's that?
- Her name's Kathleen Barclay.

Don't tell me Kathy has
allowed herself to become

one of your statistics.

- You know her?
- I've known her from her birth.

She's a sensible girl. I can't
believe that she'd subject--

- She did. That's how we met.
- I see.

Now, the scalpel
has cut too deep.

You're afraid she has become
a victim of the chain reaction.

Goes deeper than that.

Why do you single her out
for your concern?

She's the first case history
I have ever allowed to become

more than a statistic.

I love her.

I love her very much.

Oh, I see.

Kathy is a fine girl,
but she had the misfortune

of going from a
domineering father

to a husband who was,
to put it plainly, crude.

But what is more important

for a girl with her
emotional problems

the findings of your report
might make her feel

that her pre-marital innocence
was not normal.

Might make her feel
inadequate as a wife.

Then, you think
it's possible she imagines

that her coldness
and inhibitions during marriage

were the result of her
inexperience before marriage?

Exactly.

And, of course, nothing could
be further from the truth.

But if she goes on thinking
that way, blaming herself

for what she ought to be
most proud of

she'll end up
destroying herself.

Someone has got
to make her understand

that statistics
don't make morality.

You have the one
and only cure.

Love. Real love.

Now, I'm hopelessly late.

Paul.

Come here.

[soft music]

[music continues]

Marry me.

[music continues]

[music continues]

Boy was right.

Femme de glace.

Frigid.

So you don't wanna
go through with it?

I can't.

Why?

Why?

Why? Because I love you.

That makes sense to you?

You've decided to crawl back in
your shell because you love me?

- Exactly.
- You're driving me up the wall.

Isn't it better that you know
now rather than after we..

...rather than later?

My natural inclination
is to get the hell out of here.

But I'm not.

You're nobody's fool.
This is no whim.

I have nowhere to go.

You father is not home.
Tomorrow is Sunday.

[scoffs]

- You've crawled back!
- You said that.

Crawled back into the role
of a mourning widow.

Well, it's a bore.

I'm and I'm sure your friends
are bored with your problems.

It wasn't Boy's fault. I'm only
half a woman. I'm incapable.

It finally becomes a bore!

Don't you think I know that?

You're not the first woman
to be afraid.

To find the physical act
repellent.

And you didn't
invent that fear.

Fear was obviously brought on
because Boy was insensitive.

But you comparing him with me.

Do you think, I'd chance it
if I weren't sure.

You've got to break away
from all these.

And your father.

You can't go on
being daddy's little girl.

Paul.

I love you.

I..

[soft music]

- Getting a late start.
- Well, it's Sunday morning.

- Last night was Saturday night.
- Not just any Saturday night.

Let's get on with it.

Three percent, I'm not
in love with my husband.

Ten percent, not sure.

Eighty seven percent,
I'm in love with my husband.

Eighty seven percent.

- Pretty good odds.
- For what?

For a man, say me,
to marry a Briarwood girl.

Ah, I see what you mean
about last night being special.

- Congratulations.
- Thank you.

Your odds were just as
good in New York

or any other big city
for that matter.

It is too late to change now.

Good.

I found that within
a percentage point

good marriages to bad
are the same in

Boston, New York, Chicago.

But the bad ones
are so vivid

that we lose sight of the fact
that the vast majority

falls right into this column

of happily married
women...and men.

I'm really delighted, Paul.

Section 3.

And I look forward to meeting
the future Mrs. Radford.

Column 2, question 1.

Ten percent, strongly..

What about, uh, what
about dinner tonight?

Fine.

Question 2.

Twenty seven percent, somewhat.

Sixty three percent, not at all.

(Dr. Chapman)
'Question 3.'

(Paul)
'Thirty nine percent, yes.
Sixty one percent, no.'

[instrumental music]