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What are you doing? What you looking at? What you looking at?

That's a baby. That's a little boy. How's my little boy?

Look at that angel. Look at that little sweet.

Where are you going?

Come on, sweetie.

Peter! Peter!

Look at that face! Look at that face!

That's my boy. That's my boy.

Yes, yes. Yummy.

Mommy?

I have to wash your sister too. Okay, my sweet boy.

It's nice to have your back washed, isn't it?

Okay, my love.

- Margaret? - Daddy's home, sweetheart!

- Daddy, Daddy, Daddy! - Oh, good, good, good! Attagirl!

Hey, where are you going? Where are you going?

Where are you going, sweetie-pie?

Lizzie? Get the chain, honey.

You got it?

Yeah.

Hey, Daddy thanks you.

We got our birthday suit on. Jump up here.

Come on. Gotta shut the door.

Mommy got me crayons and they're good to eat.

Mommy got crayons and they're good to eat? I think she meant...

...crayons aren't poisonous, but aren't good to eat. Margaret?

- Honey? - I'm in here!

- We were getting worried. - Me too, Daddy.

I let three buses go by.

Then the one I got on was still so crowded I got off and walked.

Hold still. Let Daddy take his coat off.

Wanna give it to Daddy?

Nothing much. You hungry?

- Yeah, I am. - Oh, good.

Don't, I'm cold.

- What do you mean you're cold? - Put me back in the tub.

I'll put you back into the tub.

You hurt my hand. You hurt my hand!

What are you doing to your mother?

Hold my legs.

Thank you.

Like that?

Or like that?

- Cut it out. - Or like that?

Don't come near me.

I dare you.

See this line?

Don't cross it.

Bad.

- You just crossed the line. - That's right.

Don't touch me.

Don't.

He touched me.

I didn't mean it!

- I quit. - Ow, my toe!

Quiet, you ruffian!

Stop it!

Don't you know your children are sleeping?

Okay, I quit. What happened?

No fair, no fair, you son of a bitch!

You could have had the decency...

...to call earlier, then I could've done something!

All right, never mind.

That woman is absolutely untrustworthy.

Can you stay with the kids a couple hours?

I have a meeting in 20 minutes. I'm late.

I'll have to wait another month for my checkup.

Hey, look, if something's really wrong, I'll try to work it out.

No, you better go ahead.

Okay.

What about Elinore?

- Hi! - Hello, sweetheart.

Robby!

- Robby. - What do you want?

Can I play in your room?

- Okay. Don't touch the models. - I won't.

I'll be back by 12:00. It'll be the last time, I promise.

No, it won't.

- What about Paul? - What about Paul?

He supports three people, I support three people.

Did you ever ask yourself why you consider his time more important?

You can leave Robby with me this afternoon.

You're hopeless.

- Try to be back by 1, okay? - Okay.

I appreciate it. Can I bring you anything?

No! Go! Go ahead, you'll be late.

When did it start?

Couple of weeks, I guess.

All right. Sit up, please, Margaret.

Let's have a deep breath.

Again.

Again.

I read Paul's article in the Columbia Forum.

- You must be proud. - I am.

And drop the gown, please.

I liked his point about oppressed people accepting their slavery.

Then when things improve, when they have raising expectations, they revolt.

- It's part of his new book. - Lie down, please.

Your hands are cold.

Your husband's a lucky man.

He's involved with important ideas.

Here I am looking after a handful of women on the Upper West Side.

Maybe you should change your work. Go someplace you feel more needed.

Think so? Sit up, please.

Anything I can take for it?

Yes, there is.

A pregnancy test.

Oh?

Yes, I'm quite sure you're pregnant again.

I wish you and your brilliant husband the best of luck.

I'll do it, I'll do it.

We'll finish later. Let's eat.

Forgot the mustard.

Hi, honey!

What a surprise.

- Something wrong? - I thought I'd take you to lunch.

I'm sorry, we already ate.

Dr. Bolden, I'd like you to meet my wife.

- Nice to meet you. - We're going through the curriculum.

- Let's have coffee. - Great.

- What time's the meeting? - 12:30.

- It's all right. See you at home. - I'm sorry.

- Did you get to the doctor on time? - Yeah.

Everything all right?

Fine.

Dr. Bolden?

Could I speak with you for just a minute?

Of course.

Are you having an affair with my husband?

As a matter of fact, I am.

- You are? - Yes, of course.

A close relationship is helpful in our work.

It's a wonderful way to get rid of the inhibitions...

...that exist between colleagues. Don't you agree?

lt, it does sound... It sounds reasonable.

Where do you do it?

Do you do it in your...

...your apartment? - No, no.

There's a very comfortable army cot in the book closet.

You know he's my husband and father of my children, and he's all we have?

Oh, Mrs. Reynolds. You needn't worry about Paul.

He loves you very much. He told me.

- He told you that? - Yes, he did.

He worships you.

Do you mean that?

Thank you!

- Thank you very much. - It's okay. It's okay.

- Hi, ladies! Ladies! - Hey!

- Hi, Jo. - Hi, Jo.

- How are you? - Fine.

- Good. - How are you? Did you see this?

- Congratulations. - Thanks.

- What is it? - Arnie.

- I thought I showed you. - Oh, my! Arnold!

- Call him Arnie. - Let me see.

- What a great picture! - Thank you.

- He won that case? - Yes.

- Congratulations. - Thank you. Isn't that incredible?

- People were calling all morning. - Why?

- Here we go. - It's thrilling when something...

...like this happens to you!

- I know, but it isn't your picture. - Oh, come on, Cath!

It's not every day you win against a corporation.

It's terrific what he did, but what Cathie means is, what do you do?

What do you mean?

If you got your photo in the Times, would he be showing it to people?

- Fat chance. - Yes, I do!

- He'd be doing headstands. - Right.

As long as you do the dishes...

Let me tell you, Arnie does dishes plenty.

And you say thank you.

Wait a minute. It's important to stand up for someone.

I am not putting him down.

- It just doesn't work both ways. - Yeah.

I was an administrative assistant. It means gofer.

What's that?

- I'm hungry. - A gofer is a person...

...when they sent for coffee and sandwiches, that was me.

I couldn't make enough to pay for a cab and babysitting.

So I quit the job and fired the babysitter.

She was messing up the kids with her problems. Which I found out too late.

Do you know there's somebody staring at us?

No, he's not. As I was saying, I read this study...

...and it said that the best mothers maintain their own identities.

- It's not necessary to have a career. - I read the child-psych books.

To be a good mother, you gotta learn to eat shit.

Hey, he's coming over here!

Margaret, what's the matter? You look a little green.

I feel sick. I think they put glue in the pies.

Please excuse me, but you're Margaret Kerner, aren't you?

That was my maiden name.

I'm Dr. Loffert. Don't you remember?

You were my professor in Latin American studies?

Exactly. Your friend wrote quite an original paper for me once.

On the changing role of the United States in Latin American economies.

- Isn't that right? - Did I write on that?

- I can't believe you remember. - Remember!

I was very impressed. I often thought of you.

- You look splendid. - Thank you.

Could we talk alone for a moment?

It could be rather important.

All right.

Cath?

- That's a good-looking father image. - Mommy?

- Just a minute, darling. - Would you really like to come?

I'd like to very much.

Mommy!

Good. Until tonight, then.

You know, I have my suspicions about Margaret.

You think so?

Clear the area. Everyone clear the area. Go home. Everyone go home.

I'm with Dr. Loffert.

- Americans for America! - What?

- We want freedom in our country. - Dr. Loffert.

- We are a republic! - Reynolds?

Here. The Gold Room. Right up the stairs.

Freedom! Americans for America!

Look at the statistics!

Over 40 percent of American women work.

And less than 10 percent of that group, 10 percent, are professionals.

Seventy-five percent...

...seventy-five percent, do menial work.

How can children have dignity when their mothers are stripped of it?

- The middle class... - Hi, you're late.

I'm sorry, the baby threw up.

Women should have equal education, equal opportunities...

...equal pay and equal power!

And so...

...with our new community nursery programs...

...a new mother can be back at her job in days.

A job that gives her full dignity and freedom!

Children will not be smothered by moms who resent the cycle of social suicide.

- My children aren't smothered. - Quiet!

Mothers should be functional in the community. And at night...

...have time to give attention to children. Freely and without regret!

Women need to lift themselves out of the pit of ignorance in which men...

...have buried them for centuries. I intend that my country...

...will be inspirational to the world.

To halt the incredible waste of half the human resources of this planet:

lts women!

- Excuse me. Excuse me. - Quiet! Quiet!

- What are you doing? - Well, I just had a question.

You middle-class women live like slaves.

You are dependent on the whims of your husbands.

You are treated like inferiors!

In order to change your status you need power.

And in order to get that power you must have female leaders.

Especially female military leaders!

The last thing this world needs are female military leaders!

You're embarrassing me!

You see here a woman so oppressed...

...she's afraid to take power. Afraid to change!

We don't want your power! Why should we join men in their barbaric...

...their insane struggles? They've brought the world close to extinction!

Let her speak! Let her speak!

- Let's hear what she has to say. - Let her speak!

This is a free country.

Thank you.

Sir...

Our world is fragile, as you know.

It is in great danger.

It needs every drop of love and care or else it will die!

Where are we going to find this loving care? In military academies?

In the councils of state? No.

In its women. If we must use power, let us speak about the power...

...of mothers who can instill in sons a true masculinity and create...

...a breed of men who will not use toy weapons...

...and uniforms to show their manhood. Men who will build and preserve...

...rather than destroy. Men who will stand up for love instead of hate!

We do not have to become more like you!

We only have to become more like ourselves.

You have insulted our comandante.

You are a capitalistic tool.

And I will demand an apology from your government!

Do you speak for some organization?

Are you married?

Do you have any children? Who do you work for?

What magazine do you work for?

Please, this way.

- You will come with us. - Why?

- The comandante wants to see you. - I have to go home...

- Come. - Can I bring my friend?

No, no, no, no. You alone. Come on.

Take notes! Don't forget, take notes.

We will wait here.

- What are these? - Creptanium berricotula.

How you say, cucarachas?

Cockroaches!

Yes. I'm an entomologist. And whenever I visit New York...

...I bring samples for a friend of mine at the Museum of Natural History.

- Interesting. - Yes, very!

My especialidad is the sex life of the praying mantis.

These are some fine specimens.

I am sure you know, the female mantis betrays the male during intercourse.

- She bites his head off! - How horrible!

Perhaps. But I have proven beyond a doubt...

...that decapitation is the only way a male manages to reach a climax.

Leave us!

There is no reason for me to leave.

- A fascinating woman! - Before the revolution she was a whore.

- Would you like for some wine? - Yes, thank you.

What is your name?

Mrs. Paul Reynolds.

I have a feeling you may be the one...

...I have been looking for, Mrs. Reynolds.

I'm afraid I don't understand.

Mrs. Reynolds, what's your first name?

- Margaret. - Margaret. Margarita.

Margarita. Una flor.

Margarita, I am in possession of a secret.

An earth-shaking revelation that could change the world as we know it.

A secret that, when made public, will free all women from the shackles...

...that have kept them as second-class citizens.

Are you that woman? Are you the woman who will help me tell my secret?

- I'd like to be. - Good.

I trust you.

And now you must trust me.

Come!

No habla espanol.

I wish I could "comprehende." Comprende?

Baila? I remember that. You dance very well.

Thank you, thank you!

Oh, getting fancy?

Perhaps you have already guessed my secret, Margarita?

No. What is it?

Don't you sense anything strange about me?

- Anything? - I don't think so.

Look closely. Very closely.

Anything about my face? My beard?

- Your beard? - Yes.

Maybe there is...

Right there, below your lower left lip there.

- What is it? - Hollandaise sauce.

That's not what I mean.

- Now can you guess? - The beard's phony! That's the secret!

- Why do you wear a phony beard? - That's part of the secret.

Does this give you more of a hint?

- Oh, my God! - Say my secret!

- You're a fag! - No!

- I gotta get out of here. - Don't be frightened! Margarita!

I will give you another hint. Two hints. Would you like that?

Do you know what they are, Margarita?

- They ain't pineapples! - Margarita.

Please! For women everywhere!

- Write the story! - I only minored in journalism!

When the world knows women will assume their position.

Tell everyone!

- Tell them I am a woman! - You're not a woman! You're a dyke!

Margarita! Margarita! Love me.

Rejoice with me that at last we have a true female military leader!

Paul?

Paul.

When I was pregnant with Peter...

...did you want other women?

I had other women.

How many?

Two a day. Sometimes three.

Margaret!

- Margaret, dear! - Oh, no.

- You didn't call. - Let me in.

I told you not to come without calling. Go away.

Margaret, stop being silly.

You have no respect for my privacy! I'm not a child anymore.

Don't forget you're talking to your mother!

How can I forget? Mother, stop that!

- I'll call the police! - That is no way to talk to a mother!

Mothers have no special privileges around here! Oh, no!

Margaret? Margaret, dear!

- Mother, why didn't you call? - Why didn't I call?

Hello, sweetie. How have you been?

- Hello, Grandma. - Hello, love!

- Hi, Maria. - How's my peach?

Give Grandma a great big kiss!

- I got a present for you! - Thank you.

- Maria? Start with the living room. - Right-o!

Where's my baby? Where is my baby?

There he is!

Look at this mess! I don't even want to put my gloves down.

Move to New Jersey. The air is cleaner...

...and nobody writes "Lesbians Unite" in the elevator.

I brought some stuff. You won't have to go out.

- The neighborhood isn't that bad. - Not bad?

- Maria? - Yes!

How many times were we nearly raped walking from the cab?

- You should be so lucky, Mom. - Never mind. Don't be nasty.

What do you do all day? You don't cook or clean. Where's your soup stock?

Where's your vegetables? No wonder you're always sick in this house.

- No one's sick in this house. - Well, you should be.

I read in the paper, a block from here, a rat bit a baby!

Sorry, but we're well. What do you want from me?

- I want you to move out of this dump. - This is not a dump!

I tell friends where you live...

...they wonder how I got underprivileged grandchildren.

Don't let Liz take any candy from strangers or talk to anyone.

- Which one do I press? - Up.

- We're going to the roof? - No, the street.

Magic!

- Hi. - Hello.

Right!

Good! Big girl!

Hi.

Tell your kid to keep her hands off me.

Stay close to Mommy, darling.

Good morning, Mrs. Reynolds.

They're having a special on cantaloupes at A&P. They're nice.

Thank you.

Let me go! Let me go! You son of a bitch!

You're a goddamn liar!

Everybody knows you're crazy! I'll kill him!

You're a whore! That's what you are!

You're always yelling at me!

Let me go! Let me go, you son of a bitch!

Let go of me!

Hey, monkey!

Hey! Stop hitting each other or I'll come over and slug you!

Hi, how you doing?

How's your baby?

Asleep.

Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!

- Will you keep an eye on Peter for me? - Sure.

- Mommy! - Darling! Okay, hold on, sweetheart.

Here we go.

Okay, I'm gonna get your feet!

- I got them! - They're waiting for you.

Would you get them some ice cream?

I've got it. You'd better go.

Peter's diapers and stuff are over by the sandbox.

- See you later, darling. - Bye.

You can't dock here! What are you doing?

- We're running out of gas. - There's no gas here!

- Can't we phone the Coast Guard? - Yeah, I'll radio them, all right.

Who would run out of gas in New York Harbor?

You're gonna be fined, you know.

Police!

Take that.

Okay.

One...

...two...

...light.

Come on, let's go!

Hey! There's somebody up there!

Hey, you!

Come on, let's go!

Christ!

Margaret, come on!

Hey, mister! Get down from there!

Come back here! We're leaving!

We can't murder him!

The hell with him! The hell with him! Run! Get to the boat!

Let's go!

Wait!

I'm going to jump, do you hear? And nobody's going to stop me! Nobody!

I'm going to jump! I'm going to jump, understand?

Forgive me! Forgive me, Paul!

You need any help?

- Need any help tonight? - No.

You stay in bed.

For crying out loud.

Man! Jesus.

Oh, no.

- Shit! - What's the matter?

She's ruined all of them!

Look at this! You and your damn crayons!

Sorry, I told her not to touch...

I told you not to let her play in here!

I'll type it over for you.

- They took me months! - She probably thought you'd like it.

Why don't you give her some paint and let her paint the wall!

I'd like that! I'll move in the basement. You can have the apartment!

I'm sorry you're having problems with the book, Paul.

- Hi. - Hello!

- How are you? - Fine, thank you.

- Careful. - Here you are, Mommy.

Have you been a good girl? I got you a present!

Look, a real bracelet!

Mom, don't give her this stuff.

It's just rhinestones. It's good for her. It'll make her feel feminine.

I hope you're all hungry, I got a great meal.

Thank you, Grandma.

Make the kids talk to each other. Watch out for the soft part.

Now, I want to hear her play it.

- Please, not the hair! - Play louder!

- Hello. - Hello!

Sing for me, Till.

Come on, not on the head!

Hi, Marvin!

It's very exclusive for the price.

Plenty of nice children all up and down the street.

You and Paul can do the painting on the weekends.

You'll save a little and you'll be doing together.

You can go into the city whenever you like for dinner or a movie.

I'll always be with the children. After a while, you'll find...

...that you won't want to go in so often.

We want to give you the down payment.

We want you to enjoy it while we're still alive.

Only, please, just don't tell your sisters.

You listen to her, Maggie.

Your payments won't be any more than your rent.

- For a slum. - It's not a slum.

Okay, everybody, just act natural. Pretend I'm not here.

Wait, you're wasting film. I haven't fixed my hair!

You look great, Mom. Place smells terrific.

That was right in my eyes, dear.

- Paul, darling, she wants the house. - You think so?

I know her. She's just stubborn if I suggest anything.

But she's dying for space and some help with the kids.

You know you can't pitch in much. I'm not criticizing, dear.

I wouldn't want her to be married to a kitchen fairy.

Everybody in the other room! Come over here.

She's afraid you won't like to commute.

I could put up with the travel if that's what she wants.

It is! But she's denying it to protect you. She's so unselfish.

Help her to have what she really wants.

Mom, is this enough salad?

I suppose so, if you're tired.

Enjoying yourself?

- She's putting on the pressure. - Wait till she gets going.

One, two, three!

Happy 33rd anniversary Happy 33rd anniversary

Happy 33rd anniversary

We wish you many more

We love you, Mom and Pop

We love you, Mom and Pop

Happy 33rd anniversary

We wish you many more

- Isn't that beautiful! - Where did you hide it?

They hid it in my own house!

God bless you both. You really deserved each other.

- Speech! Speech! - We want a speech!

Daddy and I are so surprised!

We're so surprised.

- Say thank you, Daddy. - Thank you.

- Once more! I don't think I got it. - Thank you!

That's better.

I want to tell you, Daddy...

...living 33 years with the man I love has been wonderful!

Wonderful!

And all we wish for is 33 more.

All right, now blow out the candles! Blow out the candles!

- Make a wish! - Make a wish.

One, two...

Get them all!

Mom and Dad.

This is from all of us.

Wait a second, I'm so excited!

Rome!

How did you know? Rome, Italy! Look, Daddy!

I said I wanted to go to Miami.

- I know this is what you really wanted. - I wanted Miami!

Speech! Speech!

- Daddy and l... - I wanted to tell...

Daddy and I, okay...

Daddy and I wish to accept...

...this wonderful adventure in Italy...

...as an expression of your devotion.

I've done the best I know how with you kids.

The best I know how.

There isn't another thing I could ask for. Not another thing!

Except, except...!

Except for Margaret and Paul to move out here.

Then our whole family would be together.

Margaret, just say yes and make our happiness complete!

Margaret?

No.

Should I cut the cake, dear?

Children, go in the other room and play.

We'll bring your cake in there.

Marvin, turn off that thing. We've had enough.

Sometimes we have to make sacrifices for our husband and our children.

- I'm sure he'd like a bigger family. - I don't know...

Too many people in the world already.

What a thing to say! I'm sure you don't mean that.

There's room for the right people.

I'm not having more kids. I'm going back to school.

You don't understand...

...I refuse to let you go on raising your kids in that disgusting city...

...with Spanish-speaking persons and colored people.

Don't you ever shut up? I don't come here and tell you how to live!

But you barge in on me at any time. Imagine if we lived in the same state!

You'd turn my kids into narrow-minded, overweight schnooks!

See, it never occurs to you to think...

...about what your husband or parents like.

No, you're selfish!

I don't want to live near you!

If being a mom is like this, I turn in my ovaries!

- It's too late now, dear. - What do you mean by that?

You already have two little investments.

- Everybody, hold on to your hats! - Mom, please.

- I've got news! - Mom, please.

She's already got a little bun in the oven.

She's gonna have three, just like me!

Congratulations!

Don't listen to her. She's absolutely crazy. Don't listen!

What happened? We were having so much fun.

Please, say something to me!

- Mommy, I can't see your face. - Come on! That's the way, Mommy.

Come on, Mom. Hit her!

And one more time. And again!

Get away! Come on. That's it. Come on!

Fight back! You're not fighting back. Now you're fighting back.

- Here you go. - Thank you.

Why don't you move to New Jersey?

- Can we discuss it some other time? - All right.

You're gonna walk funny with an Instamatic up your ass!

Mommy! Mommy!

- Miss Spittlemeister? - Would you mind calling me Bernice?

Okay, Bernice.

Come this way. I'll show you the children's room.

Elizabeth is my daughter, and she sleeps on the bed.

On the right. She wakes up if the TV's too loud.

A friend's coming over to do organic chemistry with me.

Margaret?

Peter, my son, if he wakes, talk to him softly for a few minutes.

He should go back to sleep. If not, use his bottle.

There's chicken there if you want. The number's by the phone.

Don't hesitate to call if there's a problem.

Let's go! Let's go! Get your coat.

- Don't forget to lock the locks. - Okay.

- Leave some chicken for my husband? - Yes.

And, remarkably, a percussion instrument too.

But this remains the basic percussion instrument.

- Margaret! - Hi, Rose, how are you?

- How are the kids? - Marvelous.

- How's Fred? - Stuffing it in, fast as I can cook it.

Are you on the More Sandboxes Committee?

Somebody did call me. Told me to send a telegram to the park commissioner.

If more did, he'd have to get off his butt!

- Hello, Rose! - Ray, oh!

You know Margaret? Paul Reynolds' wife?

Of course! How are you, Mrs. Reynolds? Enjoying the party?

- Yes, thank you. - You've done wonders with this place.

It's coming along. My good pieces are in storage.

- Have you met the guest of honor? - No, but I like his style.

I've heard 25 kakakis playing in unison. It's shattering. Shattering.

- Hazard of righteousness. - Pistachio cheddar.

- This is Vicki. And this is my wife. - Margaret.

I'm boring Vicki with my pessimistic views.

She's for violent activism if no one gets hurt.

- Would you like this? - Thanks.

That's not what I meant.

Is your field the same as your husband's?

- No. - What field are you in?

- Domestic arts. - Oh.

Do you help him with his manuscripts, typing, and so forth?

I'm told I add a touch of color.

I talk over my ideas with Margaret. She's patient with them.

I don't agree with them all.

He's so provocative. He tries to trap me with definitions.

Can you tell righteousness from idealism?

- See you later. - Okay.

Start on the premise that there's a difference.

Of course you know that both of them result in catastrophe.

I love the way you put things, Dr. Reynolds.

Some said there was no proof of their existence.

He sought the tribe where women were hunter-warriors...

...and men took care of children.

Finally, after incredible hardships, he found the Ungulas.

But he was hacked to death...

...when he tried to discover their secret of painless childbirth.

This kakaki is used by the Ungulas during their dance of birth ceremony.

Did he say it's called a kakaki?

Name one revolutionary victory that hasn't...

...resulted in a new tyranny replacing the old.

After a power struggle, Thermidorian reaction.

It's not the 18th century. And Platonic theory won't apply.

- Having a good time, darling? - Hi, honey.

Hey, what did you do to your hair?

- Combed it. - I want to finish this thought.

You can't make an omelette without breaking eggs. But eggs aren't people.

You'd look at it differently if you were getting hanged, shot, tortured.

The problem is individualism.

The idea that you help make a revolution isn't comforting.

I feel peculiar. I'd like to go home.

- Individualism is obsolete. - Few minutes.

Expediency today makes individualism sentimental!

- You accusing me of sentimentality? - Perhaps.

I am not easily bored! I'm talking about human feelings.

- Sorry. I can't follow you. - Don't touch me!

What are you saying?

- Don't touch me! - Are you jealous?

No! I love watching liverwurst turn brown.

We can't always be Tweedledum and Tweedledee.

Somewhere between Pablum and carrots, I seem to have lost my pizzazz.

- It isn't you! - What?

- To be jealous! - I'm not jealous. I am disgusted!

How can an intelligent man be hypnotized by boobs?

Come on. Miss Boobs happens to have a very clear idea what she's doing.

She's working in biochemistry toward a Ph. D...

...intends to have one child and back to work.

You know what? I'd hate to be her kid.

You're being unfair.

Miss Boobs happens to be a very interesting woman.

Your idea of an interesting woman is one who listens to you.

I don't have time.

I see a doctor, he tells me your work is wonderful...

...while he gets paid to touch my tit.

That's wonderful. You're all great big professionals.

A woman like me works twice as hard. For stretch marks and varicose veins!

You have one job, I have 97. I should be in Time.

Dust Mop of the Year. Queen of the Laundry Room. Expert on Tinkertoys.

- I can't do it. - What?

I can't be your perfect image of a female. My tits aren't as big as hers!

I'm not that accomplished!

I'm not that good a housekeeper!

I'm a zero! I thought love was enough!

- Maybe you'd be happier doing more? - I cook, sew, squeegee.

I wait for a sale on sandals to save pennies!

I have a kid who likes Sicilian pizza.

One who likes Western omelettes.

One hates raisins, one's afraid of the wind.

I'm an errand boy, a cook, a dishwasher!

And you say I'd be happier if I did more!

What's the matter?

Miss Spittlemeister's finishing her organic!

Dr. Beineke?

You are sure that this is the right place?

Oh, yes. They'll be here any minute with our gear.

We're right here, you see...

...and Nabooner and the porters should be coming in...

...from this direction...

...right here. There! Right there, there.

No use waiting around. We'll head due...

...west, and intercept them.

- Do you feel we're being watched? - Nonsense.

You're as safe here as you would be in New York.

There isn't an unfriendly native within 200 miles of here.

When we meet him, Nabooner will lead us to the Ungulas.

- I hear animals! - Remember...

...you must show no fear, whatever happens.

Women are the warriors.

They value courage. They'll be watching closely.

- Dr. Beineke? - Huh?

- You've been here before? - No! But I've studied the maps.

I know this country like the back of my hand.

We're right on course to meet the porters.

- Ah, accequonta! Very rare! - Accequonta!

- Margaret! - What?

- Listen! - What?

That sound!

Margaret, listen! Margaret!

- Hey, that's my pocketbook! - I think we're in trouble.

You speak English.

Thank God, civilization!

Gracious lady, we're delighted to be in your magnificent land...

...to gather information about your secret of painless childbirth.

Childbirth sacred.

Well, yes, of course, it's sacred. It's sacred to us too.

- What will they do to us? - Some primitive ritual, no doubt.

That's what you get for going to pot parties and opening a Chinese laundry.

It's a wonder you weren't bludgeoned.

- Why didn't you let Paul call a doctor? - I don't need one.

Breakfast for the invalid. Perked coffee included.

Oh, I forgot your marmalade.

What happened last night? He's really upset! Why did you fight with him?

Remember, marriage is a 75-25 proposition.

The woman gives 75.

He fixed a gorgeous breakfast. The toast is charcoal...

...the coffee's like tar and a rubber tire for an omelette.

But it's delicious, my darling. You understand?

- One marmalade. - You know he feels terrible?

He didn't sleep a wink over your bellyaching.

- I didn't bellyache. - She didn't.

She passed out. It's the same thing. I'm taking a walk.

It's a beautiful morning. Shouldn't be too many snipers on the roof.

How's the coffee?

It's very... good. Very tasty.

How about the eggs?

They're delicious. They're very... interesting.

You're a liar.

Are you sticking around just to insult me?

Can we be open with each other? Truthful?

Truthful, huh?

That's funny, Mom just gave me the opposite advice.

To tell you lies about the breakfast.

Something about saving our marriage, I think.

Do you think our marriage needs saving?

Wonderful toast.

I tried to scrape it.

Margaret, come on!

Aren't you ever sorry you got married so young?

Don't you feel trapped...

...held back...

...suffocated?

That sort of thing?

You can tell me the truth.

Is it cold out?

I forgot to make your French toast this morning.

The one thing you like on Sunday.

You think what I want from you is French toast?

You think that little of me?

Listen to me, I wanna help.

If life in the city gets you down, I'll get a job elsewhere.

My book will be finished in six months. We'll do whatever you want.

You can get a fresh start!

Hold it.

Before you go any further...

...there's something you ought to know. I want another child...

...and more children after that.

Three or four, at least.

Maybe five more.

Paul, I can just imagine you at the head of a great, long dining room table...

...with children on both sides eating, laughing, having fun!

They'll bring friends home, and we'll have 17 for dinner.

On holidays, maybe 21. Can you imagine?

Twenty-one children filling our whole life...

...with warmth, with joy, with noise, with laughter.

In the summertime, we'll go to the country.

We'll know all the wildflowers.

And you'll go fishing. I'll work in the garden.

The children will take care of the animals. Horses, lambs, pigs, rabbits.

In the evenings, music! We'll play different instruments.

I'll take up the piano again. We'll sing. We'll have such fulfillment!

Like hell we will! You and I are through!

You're useless.

You're ruining me and now you want to fill the world with more mouths to feed.

Isn't there enough misery and starvation and overcrowding?

Two children per couple. That's it! Zap! Maximum!

After that, compulsory abortion! Understand? Then out to work!

Why aren't you earning money? So I can finish my book?

That would add something to the world, instead of more bodies!

Don't you think I know what you're hiding here?

You thought you could hide it from me? You, a writer!

The great American novel hidden in your dirty laundry!

You can't concentrate or put two thoughts together!

Drivel! Drivel!

Feminine drivel!

Slop! Not even good enough for a women's magazine!

Go ahead, I dare you! You're no good! Who needs you?

Look, honey, I want you to be happy. I want you to be fulfilled.

You understand, I want you to be...

- I want to help you. - Who are you to help?

- You can't take care of your own shirts. - And whose fault is that?

You take care of me like a child, then you're surprised when I act like one.

Do you really want to help?

- I'd like the day off. - Fine.

Starting right now.

What about the kids?

Okay. Sure.

I love you.

Daddy!

- Daddy! I'm hungry! - Okay, okay.

- Daddy, I want some cake. - No, you can't have any cake.

How about cereal? We'll have cereal, milk and scrambled eggs.

- Daddy's gonna fix some scrambled eggs. - I want chocolate cake.

No.

Daddy!

- That's all I want for breakfast. - No chocolate cake for breakfast.

- Daddy, I'm hungry. That's what I want. - Okay, okay!

Take the yellow slip to Room 483 for the exam.

I'll send the rest of the information later.

Fill out 138A. Have your doctor sign. Then before you fill out 139 and 40...

...you must fill out questions 137 A, B, and C.

- Thank you. - Yes. Can I help you?

Reynolds. I had an appointment yesterday.

- What happened? - I wasn't feeling well.

One moment. Fill this out.

Take the yellow slip to Room 483 for the exam...

- Miss...? - One minute.

483 for the exam.

Tell them I'll send the rest of the information up later.

You'll have to use your own pen. What is it?

Do I fill out 139 and 140 or don't I?

You cannot fill out 139 and 140...

...until you have answered questions 137 A, B and C.

If you note the instructions in paragraph 5...

... requests for therapeutic abortions must include a pregnancy test.

If you're over 12 weeks pregnant, you must fill out...

Good morning, Mrs. Reynolds!

Come on, honey, it's time to go.

- I don't like shots. - It's not going to hurt at all.

Okay, dearie, this is just to relax you.

Margaret!

Margaret!

No!

Margaret! No!

Margaret! No! Don't!

Get out of here!

Get out! Men are not permitted in this ward.

It's her decision. You better get used to it.

- It was my decision, not yours. - Like hell it is. Get your hands off me.

Darling, I know how you really feel.

Throw him out!

Paul!

Hi, Mommy!

- How do you feel? - I'm pregnant.

- What did you say? - I'm pregnant!

- How do you feel about it, Paul? - It's beautiful.

You sure, Paul?

Bring another child into a world as crazy as this?

Honey, our children will be a credit to the world.

They'll make it less crazy.

All right.

Maybe we'll give it a try.

Margaret.

Margaret!

- Margaret, I want to talk to you. - Later, darling.

Margaret!

- I want to talk to you. - There's time.

Where are you going?

It's a beautiful day. I don't know.

- Hey... - What?

I love you.

Daddy, I'm hungry! I'm hungry!

Get me something to eat. I'm hungry, Daddy!

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