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- Truman, Truman, wake up.

There's someone in the house.

- Wake up, wake up.

- Oh, party's over, huh?

- Yeah.

- Oh.

Thanks, great party.

By the way, where exactly am I?

- Belle, just a second,

I wanna put these out for the mailman.

- Good morning, Mr. Weston.

- Thank you, Belle.

- Weston residence.

Yes, just a moment.

It's for you, Mr. Weston.

- Oh, thanks, Belle.

Yeah, yeah, what is it, Mike?

I've got exactly seven minutes.

Belle, Belle, can you get him

to hold it down out there, please?

- Yes sir, it's fine, Mr. Weston.

Hey, hey, can you hold it down out there.

- Belle, listen, I'm gonna late tonight.

I've got a meeting downtown with the buyers.

Oh, will you get this refilled for me?

- Oh sure, Mrs. Weston, I'll keep dinner for you.

- Thank you.

- Mike, Mike, if I could off the phone.

Yes, yes.

- Pasta stuffed for dinner.

- Yes, Mrs. Weston.

- All right, Mike, I'll be there.

Okay, I'm on my way, bye.

Belle, I want you to go to the cleaners today,

pick up my gray suit.

I've got a big meeting tomorrow.

It's my lucky suit.

- You better pick out a lucky tie too.

That suit don't work too good the last time.

- You know something, she's right.

Better make it the blue one.

- Hold it.

Have you both forgot that today's Robey's birthday?

- Aw. - Oh no.

- I'll just have to pick up something at lunch.

I'm really late.

- Okay.

Belle, tell him that I said happy birthday

and that I'll see him tonight.

Maybe you can pick him up a cake or something.

Traffic's gonna be murder.

See you later, Belle.

- Bye, Mrs. Weston.

Hey, hold it, where do you think you're going?

Get in the kitchen and get some breakfast.

- No, I'm not hungry right now, okay?

- Go and don't you give me no trouble, huh?

- Blow out the candles and make a wish.

Now, open your present.

- Thanks, Belle.

- You find a girlfriend to give it to, okay?

- Okay.

- Good, now go.

Go or you're gonna be late for school.

- Hey, I'm goin'.

Bye.

- Bye.

- I'm bringing Mason Wainwright home for dinner tonight.

- I can't do this every night, Truman.

- No, no, no, no, just Wainwright, that's all.

I just need tonight, I'll close the deal.

- That's what you said last night.

- Look, this is my business.

You know how may guys are out there

just waiting for me to slip up this much, and I'm out.

I'm back to designing strip malls

for some two-bit developer in Ohio.

- That's not gonna happen.

- Baby, we are so close.

We're so close.

Wainwright is the biggest client

that I've ever brought into the office.

He's got 60 lots of prime L.A. real estate to develop.

The partnership's mine.

Kramer's about to retire.

He's practically dropping it in my lap.

- Truman, what have you done?

- Come here.

Now, don't peek.

- Truman, what are you doing?

- Do not peek.

Okay.

Peek.

- What is that?

- It's leased.

Gotta look like we can play with the big boys.

- Truman, we can't afford a new car.

We're up to our ears in debt.

You never needed an expensive car to do your job before.

- It's not just my job.

It's my career, it's my life.

You know what they say, if you wait till you can afford it,

you're never gonna have it.

- Truman, I can go back to work, at least part time.

- Christ, Patty, don't bring me down.

Can't you just believe in me?

Haven't I given you everything?

- What I want is a home and a family, Truman,

not a car payment or a mortgage.

- You let me worry about that.

I'm gonna take care of you.

But we're so close, baby, we're so close.

Dinner's at eight.

Wear somethin' pretty, okay?

- Can you believe this guy's called

three times in one morning?

- Good morning!

- Thanks, Patty.

Am I ever glad you're here.

Everyone in this office is acting incredibly strange today.

Even my computer is on the fritz.

I can't get the functions to work.

Look at that one.

Call back Brad, he's called three times

in less than an hour.

Please, just call him.

- Did Wainwright call?

- No, not this morning.

- Well, give him an hour or so to sleep off last night,

and confirm dinner with him tonight,

okay, call him. - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

What's this?

- What's goin' on in there?

- I have a great respect for your talent.

- Beats me, Green and Kramer

have been hiding in there for two hours.

Something's up.

- You're my eyes and ears around here, darling,

keep 'em open.

- I'll see what I can do.

- Hey, Cheryl.

- Hi, Robey, why aren't you in class?

- Uh, well, I was actually waiting for you.

There's something I wanted to ask you.

- Sure, what is it?

- Well, today's kinda my birthday,

and uh, I was just hopin' that maybe

you'd like to come over later, maybe do something.

- Oh, I'm really sorry, I can't.

I'm kinda seein' somebody right now.

- Oh.

Well, that's okay.

- I'm really sorry, happy birthday, though.

- Yeah.

Sure.

- Oh, Mr. Kramer, I just wanted to--

- What's goin' on?

- All right, here's all I know.

His name is Alex West,

and he's some hot shot over with Platt and Associates.

Kramer's been on the phone with him

for the past couple of weeks.

- What for?

- I don't know, nobody's talking.

- Nothing to worry about there.

- It's big.

- Oh no, definitely--

- Keep on, okay?

- Remind me, none of my lawyers--

- All right.

- All the way.

Let's go. - Let's go.

- Tough day, Mr. Weston.

- Just long, Belle.

- Well, your lucky suit is up in the closet,

but I'm pushing for the blue one.

So, you want the good news or the bad news.

- Uh, surprise me.

- Okay, here goes.

The gardener busted out the window in the guest house.

I told him that if he doesn't replace it before it rains,

he'd find a scorpion in his bed.

- Okay, so what's the good news?

- That is the good news.

The bad news is the school called.

Robey didn't show up today.

- Robey!

- Excuse me, Mr. Weston. - Yeah, dad?

- Robey, come down here.

- Traitor.

- So, it was a nice day today.

You have the top down, yeah?

Good, good.

We got just a few weeks left

till the end of the school year.

And the Brookview Academy agreed

to take you as part of their summer session,

providing you brought up your academic standing a notch.

So, do you think now is the time for you to fuck up?

- I don't understand why

I can't just finish high school here.

- Robey, the Brookview Academy's

one of the finest college prep schools in the country.

Your mother and I are trying to give you

an opportunity that few young men could hope for,

your freedom to choose a college, to choose your life,

rather than the other way around.

- And if I choose something different.

- Well, I guess until you're capable

of making those decisions with some sort of clarity,

I'll just have to make 'em for you.

Give me the keys.

- What?

- Give me the car keys.

- Dad, come on.

- The keys, Robey, just call it business.

When you can hold up your end of the bargain,

then you can have 'em back.

It's the way life works.

- Yeah, well, it sucks.

- What'd you say?

- I said, yes, sir.

- Wait, watch out for that step.

Come on, here.

Uh, sorry we're late.

We just, we stopped for a drink.

Time just slipped away.

Are we forgiven?

- I would personally feel very hurt

if I wasn't forgiven by such a beautiful woman.

- Dinner's been ready for over an hour.

I can't guarantee the outcome.

- Well, if tastes a fraction as delicious as you are,

my dear, I'm sure it'll be a veritable feast.

- Come on, let me get ya a drink.

- And yes!

Very nice.

You are too kind.

- Pat,

babe.

You can save that for later.

Mason thinks you don't like him.

- Truman, I'd like to get this food off the table.

- Come on, have some wine.

- I'm really tired.

- I got him hooked.

Help me reel him in.

Be nice to him, party a little bit.

Hey, buddy

- Yeah.

- A little freshener.

- Uh, yeah, thanks.

- And Patty, as glass-- - No, please, no.

- Oh, please, have one.

- Excuse me.

Hello.

Who?

- Your husband's a very lucky man.

- My man.

- He's gonna make a lot of money with me.

- Well, good.

- The party's canceled.

No, there's no party tonight.

- To big business?

- Just the guy I'm-- - Okay.

- Tell them tomorrow.

- You're a very beautiful woman.

- Yes, I'll call you tomorrow.

- I beg your pardon. - All right.

Talk to you later, bye, bye.

- Sorry.

Just tryin' to be a little friendly.

- Yeah, right.

- Hey, what's goin' on?

- You finish your business

and you tell that creep to get out of here.

- Well, what's the matter?

- He had his hands all over me, that's what's the matter.

- He wouldn't be here if this wasn't so important.

- Did you hear what I said to you?

- I'm just being cordial to him.

- He had his hand up my dress.

- Look, I need this deal.

Please, be nice to him!

- What are you saying?

- Just do this for us.

- Damn it!

- Mason.

- Hm?

- Have some more wine.

- Very impressive, Truman.

As a matter of fact, you've, you impress the hell.

- We have a deal, then?

- Well, I was kind of looking for something

a little bit extra, something,

how shall I say, to, uh, sweeten the pot.

- Mason, I've done my homework on you.

You're in good hands.

- That's what I've been waitin' to hear, Truman.

That is what I have been waiting to hear all night long.

You forgot your wine.

- Truman, I didn't expect you this early.

- I just closed the Wainwright deal,

thought I'd get started on the paperwork.

- Now Truman, I'd like you to meet Alex Weston.

- How do you do?

- Alex, this is Truman Langley.

Alex will be joining us.

- Uh, I'm gonna grab a cup of coffee.

- Good idea.

- It was nice meeting you, Truman.

- What's up, Mike?

- Weston's a good man,

top executive at Platt and Associates.

He comes in with two major international developers

and a luxury hotel chain.

Now, I don't have to tell you

what clients like that are gonna do for us.

- That's great, that's great, Mike.

- And I'm thinking about retiring--

- Mike, please, why don't you just tell me

what's going on around here?

- Partnership's going to Weston.

- Jesus Mike, it's my partnership,

I worked my ass off for that.

- It was the only way we could get him to come in.

And now, we need a strong administrator,

and we're gonna have to ask you to step down,

take an office downstairs--

- Wait, wait, what are you gonna do?

Just put me in shipping and receiving

until you can get rid of me all together?

- I'm sorry, Truman.

- Yeah, yeah, I'm sorry too.

- Rina.

- Mm?

- Can you take this off?

- Mm, honey, what time is it?

It's, uh, it's 11:30.

- A.m or p.m.?

- A.m.

- Oh, god.

Mm.

Alex, if you didn't know me,

would you wanna have sex with me?

- Sweetheart, I do know you,

and I am trying desperately to have sex with you right now.

- No, honey.

I mean, I if was just some stranger

that you saw standing across the street, would you want me?

- Rina, I don't know what you want me to say.

- God Alex, just answer the damn question.

- Yes, I would wanna make love to you.

I wanna make love to you right now,

but you kinda have to be here for it.

- I thought that we agreed to use some sort of protection.

I think I may be ovulating.

- Well, that did it.

- Here.

I think that we should pretend

that we're adrift in the middle of the ocean all day.

- Don't mind if I swim to shore

for coffee and a Sunday paper, do ya?

- Black, lots of sugar.

- Aye aye, captain.

- Oh Alex, could you check on Robey.

I didn't hear him come in last night.

- Sure.

- Tru.

Truman?

Whatcha doin', honey?

- I'm goin' to the office.

- It's Sunday, you never work on Sunday, honey.

- Partnership went to someone else.

- Workin' on Sunday, huh, Mr. Langley?

I guess that's why you make the big bucks, huh?

Mr. Langley, Mr. Langley?

Mr. Langley?

Mr. Langley?

- Belle.

Belle!

- Excuse me, Mr. Weston.

You scared me half to death.

- I'm sorry, Belle, I just wanted to let you know

I'm gonna be doing some work at home this afternoon.

- In all the years that I worked for you,

I can't remember you worked at home.

Something wrong, Mr. Weston?

- Yeah, well, I can't move into my new office until tomorrow

because maintenance has to repaint,

then patch a bullet hole first.

I'll be in the den if anyone calls.

Oh, and Belle, I want you to go upstairs

and find my lucky suit and burn it.

Robey.

Robey!

I'm trying to get some work done here.

- Yeah.

- Robey, are you smoking?

- We'll catch ya later here, man.

Nice to see you, Mr. Weston.

- Good morning, Kramer, Weston, Green, and Associates,

how may I direct your call?

One moment please.

Good morning, Kramer, Weston, Green, and Associates,

how may I direct your call?

Good morning, Mr. Green.

Yes, she is, let me transfer you.

Hi, I'll be with you in one second.

- Good morning, Kramer, Weston, Green, and Associates,

how may I direct your call?

Can I take a message?

Thank you.

Mr. Kramer's expecting you, go right ahead.

- Good morning, Kramer, Weston, Green, and Associates,

how may I direct your call?

- Mr. Kramer, Patricia Langley is here to see you.

- Oh, bring her in.

Ah, Patty. - Hi Mike.

- Here, sit down, come.

Can I get you something, coffee, tea?

- No, thank you, I'm fine.

- We're all so very sorry.

- Mike, about the company's life insurance plan,

isn't there something you can do?

- It's completely out of my hands, Patty.

Since Truman's death was self-inflicted,

the policy is worthless.

Now surely, Truman had a personal policy.

- He borrowed against it.

- What about other assets?

Stocks, savings?

- I haven't really gotten into that yet, Mike.

- Aw, give yourself some time,

and when you're ready, I'll be here to help you.

Oh.

Well, let me get you some water.

- Good, I'll get someone to work on these right away.

- Right.

- Uh, Karen, can you file these please.

- Sure, have a nice lunch.

- Good tastes, Weston.

- Thanks.

- I don't know if you're up to this, Patty,

but some of Truman's things

are still in Alex Weston's office.

I thought you might wanna go through them.

I'll leave you alone for a little while.

- You son of a bitch.

Who did you have to fuck, Alex Weston?

- I need this deal!

Please!

Be nice to him!

- I was just tryin' to be a little friendly.

- Just do this.

- Well, nice to see you again.

What?

- I say we cut out at third period, don't you?

- I can't cut out at third period, man.

- I've got 35 kids in my gym class.

35, got that?

I don't know, they wanna play

two-on-two basketball with 35 kids.

- Good morning, may I help you?

- I hope so.

My husband and I just moved here from the east coast,

and we were hoping to enroll our daughter Stephanie

in El Camino next semester.

- Well, this is a lovely school.

- Our concern is that Stephanie

would have difficulty with the new curriculum,

and I was hoping you could recommend a tutor

who could bring her up to speed during the summer.

- Oh, we have several wonderful teachers

who work during the summer.

I have them on file.

Let me get them for you.

- Thank you.

- Well, it's a 12th grade course

to prepare them for college.

- Let me get, I have to get back to my gym course.

I got them playing volleyball.

- Volleyball?

- Here's a list of teachers who do private tutoring,

and here's an application for admission,

and we're looking forward to seeing Stephanie in the fall.

- Thank you.

Goodbye.

I'm gonna destroy you Alex Weston,

you and your family, one by one.

- Robey!

- What's wrong, Mr. Weston?

- Aw, nothing, now, where's Robey?

- Oh, he went out.

- What about Mrs. Weston?

- Upstairs, I think.

Rina, Marina!

- I'm on an island in the middle of the Caribbean.

Unless you come bearing pineapples and trinkets,

there's no one home in this little grass hut.

- How 'bout if I scrub your back?

- Mm, only if I can call you boy.

- There's a letter from Robey's school.

- Aw, what now?

- Uh, I don't know.

They're afraid they can't recommend him

for the Brookview Academy

unless he can bring his overall grade point up

before the end of the semester.

- Alex, he studies, we stay on him all the time.

I mean, what else can we do?

- I don't know.

Maybe he's not focused.

They suggested a tutor.

They sent a list of three names.

- You're looking at me like I have time to deal with this.

- I'm overwhelmed at the office.

I had to take over all of Truman Langley's clients--

- Enough, boy, I'll call these people,

but you have to be the one to tell him

that he has to spend the rest of his free time

with his nose in a book.

- Why not?

I'm his least favorite person right now anyway.

- Hm, Belle, can you find my other shoe for me,

please, sweetie, I'm gonna be late?

- Oh sure, Mrs. Weston.

- Thank you.

Yes hi, I'm trying to reach Amanda Cressfield.

- Yes, this is Amanda Cressfield.

Yes, I am available.

I'd be glad to.

When would you like to start?

- Could you come by this evening?

I'm sorry I'm in such a rush.

- That'll be fine.

Yes, I have a pencil right here, mm-hmm.

Say, 5:30 then.

Look forward to meeting you, Mrs. Weston.

- Robey, could you come in here please?

There's someone I'd like for you to meet.

Sweetheart, please don't bounce that in the house,

I've asked you not to.

Robey, this is Amanda Cressfield.

She's gonna be your new tutor.

- Nice to meet you.

It'll be painless, I promise.

Have a seat.

- He hasn't been very focused lately.

He has the potential,

but he just hasn't been applying himself.

- I'd like to hear what you have to say.

- Alex, sweetheart,

could you come in here for a minute?

There's someone I'd like for you to meet.

Amanda, this is my husband, Alex.

- Well, it's nice to meet you.

- Alex, this is Amanda Cressfield.

She's gonna be tutoring Robey.

- Pleasure.

- Oh, sweetheart, you found someone.

- Yeah.

- We really appreciate your help.

So, when can you start.

- Well, there may be a slight problem.

The owners of the building I live in

are having some contractors come over

to do renovations on Tuesday,

and I know this morning I said I could start earlier,

but I'm gonna need about a week to find a new place to live.

- Well, Robey's finals are in just a few weeks.

- I know.

- I'll understand if you wanna find someone else,

and I'll help you.

- We have a guest house.

- The guest house?

It needs so much work.

Alex, what do you think?

- I don't know, it's empty, if you don't mind.

Well, I think if it helps our son get in Brookview Academy,

then I'm all for it.

Thanks, Belle.

- Belle, do you think that you

could work some magic with the guest house?

- If that's what you want, Mrs. Weston.

- I can't thank you enough.

That's just terrific.

- What do you mean, you gotta go?

You gotta go where?

- I gotta go study with a tutor.

- Oh man, come on.

You are turnin' into a drag.

We're not gonna be able to get a game goin'.

You know, Weston, if you get a plastic pocket protector

and some glasses, you could be a real nerd.

- Hi, Robey.

Want a ride?

- Dude!

- Thought we could get started early.

Wanna drive?

- Whoa.

- Who was that?

- I don't know, man, but she is awesome.

- You're doing good work, Robey.

Trust me, we'll have your grades lined up in no time.

- You should have something to eat.

You'll get a headache if you

work your brain too hard on an empty stomach.

- Thanks, Belle.

- Yeah, thanks, Belle.

Now, if you don't mind, we're busy.

- Yeah, sure, I just wanted to make sure

he doesn't strain his brain or his eyes.

- Quite a shopping spree.

- I am so glad to be home.

I have been to at least a 100 different stores.

My feet hurt and my back is killing me.

- Well, 30 minutes of yoga and a massage works wonders.

- Well, if I start right now,

I might just be lucky enough

to be presentable by seven o'clock.

- Okay, um, hot bath, stiff drink.

Less therapeutic, same results.

- You know what the really irritating thing is?

Alex will come in here at 6:15,

he will shave, shower, dress,

and be standing downstairs harping at me

that we're gonna be late by 6:45.

- Where do you want these?

- Um, upstairs, actually,

I was hoping Belle would be here to help me.

Belle!

- She must be out shopping or something, let me help.

- Oh no, I couldn't ask.

- Please, I'm dying to see what you've bought.

- Okay, okay.

- Running one very hot bubble bath with essence of gardenia.

- Oh, I can't thank you enough.

I wanted to thank you for all of your hard work with Robey.

He's been very dedicated for the last few days.

He feels very comfortable with you.

I just don't get to spend much time with him.

- That's a devastating gown.

Party?

- Fundraiser at the country club,

all of Alex's design cronies.

Do you really think it's me?

You don't think that it's too much for me?

- Are you kidding?

You'll be stunning.

- Huh, you know, sometimes I forget how old I am.

I find myself having to mark my age

by how many years we've lived in this house

or when we bought our second car or the year Robey was born.

- Time slips away quickly, doesn't it?

- Sometimes, I feel like I haven't paid enough attention,

you know, or, I don't know, I just,

somehow things just slipped by me when I wasn't looking.

- It's easy to let that happen.

- Yeah, most of the time,

I just see a stranger in the mirror.

When did I get to be a grownup?

- About the time you joined the country club.

I think they only take grownups, don't they?

- Oh my god, you're right.

I have become a country club matron.

- Trust me, not in that dress.

Oh, your bath!

I'll get it.

Hello, Weston residence.

- Is Alex home, please?

- No, I'm sorry, he's not.

Can I take a message?

- Oh no, it's not important.

- Want me to tell him who called.

- It's uh, Mike Kramer, I'll call back.

- Who was that?

- Oh, some woman, wanted to talk to Alex.

Wouldn't leave a message and refused to give her name.

You know what they say, if a woman answers, hang up.

Hot bath and wine as promised.

- Oh thanks, you're very sweet.

Mm.

- More wine?

- Mm, I'm Cleopatra floating down the Nile

alone on my barge.

- Well, Your Highness, you're getting pruny.

No one likes a pruny potentate.

Especially in a low-cut gown.

- Mm.

- You know, I used to model a little

when I was much younger, and I worked with a designer once,

and he said to me, the key to how a woman feels

when she wears my clothes is how she puts them on,

and he said, everything that touches a woman's body

should feel good because when she feels good,

she looks good.

And now, a little scent on all the pulse points.

And you never know.

Look how beautiful you are.

- I feel beautiful.

- Marina, honey, I'm home!

Marina!

Marina, let's go, we're gonna be late!

- I'm gonna finish up my work now, Mr. Weston.

I'll see you on Monday.

- Aw, that's great, Belle.

Be sure to lock up, and have a nice weekend.

- Thank you.

- Alex, I'm ready.

- Rina?

I love it.

- Oh, Mrs. Weston, you look so beautiful.

- It was worth the wait, sweetheart.

- Ow, Belle, come on.

I was just lookin' for my basketball.

- Sure, and pigs fly.

So, young Mr. Weston is now a peeping Tom.

- I am not, I didn't do anything.

- You are not so big

that I still can't put you over my knee.

If I catch you again, I am going to tell your father.

Now, go to your room,

and if you look for that dirty magazine under your mattress,

you won't find it no more.

- How does it feel?

- How does what feel?

Why are you in here?

- I wanted to see your room.

- It's kinda messy.

- You were lookin' in my window tonight, weren't you?

- Ow!

- Don't lie.

It doesn't feel very good

havin' someone spy on you, does it?

When you do bad things, you have to be punished.

Have you ever been punished?

- Yes.

- It's Friday night.

Why aren't you out with your friends having a good time?

- I don't know.

- Are you a virgin?

Next time you wanna see something,

knock on my door and ask me.

- Oh shit.

Shit!

- I'm gonna teach you everything I know.

Pay attention.

You'll be tested on all the material later.

I expect your grades to go up.

I may even give you a pop quiz.

Take off your clothes.

Do it.

All of them.

Mm.

You have to go.

- I wanna stay here.

- You can't, if your father catches you here at this hour,

it's over for us, do you understand?

- All right.

- Robey.

- Yes, sir.

- Robey, it's four o'clock in the morning.

Where have you been?

- Out.

- Out?

Well, for the next week, you can just stay in.

You come straight home after school and hit the books.

- Yes, sir.

- Oh god.

- So, how much did you have to drink last night?

- I don't know, I didn't think I had that much.

I was very tired.

- You were very drunk.

- Alex please, if I made a fool out of myself,

I don't wanna hear about it, not now.

- Okay.

- Mind if I join you?

- No, of course not, sit down.

I've been wanting to talk to you for several days anyway.

How's the guest house?

- It's wonderful.

Can't thank you enough for that.

- Well, it will be thanks enough

if you tell me my son's grades are improving.

- He's doing great.

- Really?

- He seems very eager to please.

- That's a relief.

You know, he's got finals in less than a week.

- He'll be fine.

I notice you have a pool table in the house.

Do you play?

- Why, do you?

- Oh, I can hold my own.

- Is that a challenge?

I'm warning you, I play for keeps.

- So do I.

What are you doing?

- Just giving you some privacy.

- I'll be home in time for dinner, Belle.

- Belle, I want you to go to my room

and take those damn birds out of there.

I also want you to strip all the beds upstairs today.

- But Mrs. Weston, I just--

- Belle, just do it, and don't give me such a hard time!

Jesus, just once I would like to ask

that something be done and see that happened.

I just wanna know that I'm sleeping on clean sheets.

I don't think that I'm asking for too much, do you?

Thank you.

- Oy vey.

- Now, we're going to do a figure eight

only we're not gonna do it with our finger.

We're going to do it with our hips, like this.

Okay, let's start with a twist to the left.

- Weston residence.

- Push your right hip--

Right, left, and center, please.

Push to the right and here,

push the left hip back.

Back, center.

Hips, like this.

Okay?

But to start, we'll twist to the left, bend the knees,

two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four.

Back and center.

Hips, like this.

Okay?

But to start, we'll twist, and left.

Five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.

Chest, two, three, four.

Push your chest one and then in one.

Back and forth, five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.

Push your chest, front, and slide you chest to the left.

Then touch right back, rolling the shoulders forward.

Then relax.

Ready, and five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four,

five, six, seven, eight. - And then there were three.

- One, two, three, four, five, six, seven.

- Belle!

I'm home!

Belle!

Belle!

Hey.

Belle!

I'm gonna go do my homework.

Amanda?

- I'm in here.

Wait, wait, whoa, whoa!

Wait, how did you do on your math quiz?

- Got a 94.

- Oh, let me see.

- What, you don't trust me?

- No ticket, no laundry, let me see.

Oh, very good boy.

What's this?

What is this?

- I hate French.

I don't get it.

- Yesterday when I asked you about French,

you said you were doing fine.

48 isn't fine!

A 48 isn't acceptable.

A 48 isn't even passing.

- It's my worst subject.

- You lied to me.

You know how I feel about lying.

- I'm sorry, I--

- Turn around, turn around, face the table.

- What are you gonna do, spank me or something?

Ow!

- You're gonna learn French.

- What?

My name is--

- In French and quickly.

- Ow!

You're hungry.

You want something hard.

- Raise your arms.

Do you now what this is?

- No.

- Well, you're gonna find out.

Don't move, uh huh.

Uh huh, in an hour, I promise,

you'll be able to beg in two languages.

- Belle!

Belle!

Belle!

Belle!

Belle!

This is all my fault.

I was in a bad mood and I took it out on her.

- It's not your fault.

It was an accident, just an accident.

- No, I'll never believe that.

- It was just an accident, mom.

- I'm gonna make you some tea.

- Rina!

- Alex.

Oh, Alex.

- I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry.

Help me get your mother upstairs.

- Nice shot.

- Oh, Jesus.

- Oh, I'm sorry, I hate that too.

Couldn't sleep, huh?

- No.

No, I couldn't.

- I'm sorry about Belle.

How's Marina?

- She's upstairs, she's a mess.

She blames herself.

- Well, that's ridiculous.

- Marina hasn't been too clear lately

on exactly what's ridiculous and what isn't.

- Oh, tranquilizers will have that effect on you.

- Is it that obvious?

She's been under a lot of stress.

- Moodiness, depression, denial,

loss of appetite, loss of sex drive.

15 in the corner.

What's the matter?

Are you afraid of me.

- It's been a hell of a day.

Belle was with us for 12 years.

She was part of the family.

My wife is upstairs passed out on Valium again.

My son hates me.

I'm down here feelin' sorry for myself.

And yes, I am afraid of you,

afraid of looking at you too long,

afraid of standing too close to you,

afraid that right now I could justify almost anything.

- I can help you, Alex.

I know what you're going through.

Hurt me, Alex.

Harder, come on.

- Robey?

- So Alex, that was one hell of a game of pool.

You know, I've been thinkin', maybe goin' off to school

might not be such a bad idea after all.

We can just call it business.

- Good morning.

- Good morning, I made you some coffee.

- Amanda, you don't have to do that.

- I know, I want to.

- Marina's not feeling well this morning.

- I'll stay with her.

You need me.

- Chapman Pharmacy, good day.

- Hello, this is Marina Weston.

- Yes.

- I'd like to get a prescription

refilled and delivered, please.

- All right, that shouldn't be a problem.

Do you happen to have

the prescription number handy, Mrs. Weston.

- Yes, number 1276977.

- Just a moment please.

- Marina?

Are you awake?

I brought you something.

- Amanda?

I didn't know you were here.

- I'm gonna stay and help out for a while.

- Oh, god.

- Don't cry, everything'll be okay.

Here, camomile, guaranteed to chase the blues away.

I promise.

Come on, sit up.

- Amanda, I just feel so terrible.

I just feel so terrible about Belle, about,

I haven't paid any attention to my house,

my husband, my son, myself.

What on earth is happening to me?

- You've been through something terrible.

Give yourself a little time.

- No, I've wasted too much time, and I want it all back.

Amanda,

I'm really glad that you're here.

I don't have anybody else to talk to.

- Oh, there, just lay down, come on.

Everything's gonna be okay, shh.

- Robey isn't in school?

- Hello!

Anyone home?

- Robey?

- Mom, didn't know you were home.

- Why aren't you at school?

- I have to study for finals.

- Robey, don't ignore me.

- I'm not in school 'cause I don't wanna be.

- Sweetheart listen, I know that you're upset about Belle,

but please don't take this out on me.

- You have no idea what I'm upset about.

You never do.

You wanna know why I'm not in school?

Why don't you ask me where I was last night

or why I didn't bother to come home?

You didn't even know I wasn't here.

Take another fucking pill, mother.

- Robey!

Robey, please, I'm sorry!

God!

- You go and apologize to your mother right now.

- No.

I won't.

- I know you're angry, but you're not angry with her.

You're angry at what you saw in the pool room last night.

Oh Robey, I wish you hadn't been there.

I wish you hadn't seen what your father did to me, but.

- He forced you.

- He was angry, hurt.

He didn't know what he was doing.

I know he never would have done it to me if--

- Did he hurt you?

Did my father hurt you?

Did he hurt you?

- No, I'm all right.

I was just a little scared.

- That son of a bitch.

That son of a bitch!

- Robey, no, wait.

You'll only be making things worse and hurting your mother.

- I just wanna get the hell outta here.

- I know, baby.

We're almost there.

We're almost there, we're almost there.

Just a few more days, okay?

And you can pack your bags and go.

Marina I brought you some tea.

I'm gonna make some soup or something.

- Um, I'm not hungry.

Tea will be fine.

- You know, you really should eat.

Oh, I found this in the laundry.

It's an antique earing.

I hope you have a mate to it, it's really beautiful.

- Marina?

Marina, if you're sick, go to a doctor.

- Oh, Alex, leave me alone, I don't wanna see you right now.

- Marina, don't shut me out.

- Alex, leave me alone.

- Where are they?

- What? - Where are they?

- These, these, goddamn it!

- I haven't taken anything. - No!

- Alex, stop it!

- I said, get up, Marina! - Stop it!

God, stop it, Alex!

- Look at yourself, look at you!

You can't even stand up.

- Alex, stop, no, Alex!

- Don't fight me!

- Stop!

- Damn it, Marina!

- Stop!

Alex, you're hurting me.

Alex, stop!

Alex!

Alex, please!

Alex, you're hurting me.

Alex, stop!

Alex, what are you doing?

- Amanda told me you'd deny it.

I didn't believe her.

Let me tell you something, Robey.

This is my house, and as long as you're in it,

you're gonna treat me and your mother with some respect.

You got that?

I don't care what your problem is.

Oh, what, you mad at me, huh?

You wanna take a swing at me?

You wanna challenge me?

Well, come on, you little shit.

Huh?

Come on, tough guy.

- Oh sorry, I just came to get my sweatshirt.

Marina?

You look like you could use some.

- I guess I was just feeling a little dizzy.

- Maybe the sun isn't a good place for you.

- Hm.

I was just trying to stay busy.

Actually, I was, I was trying to help Robey pack,

but I think I was just more in his way.

I just have to remember

that he's not my little baby anymore.

- No.

I know you'll miss him.

- I already do.

- My apartment will be ready in a few days.

- So, you're gonna be leaving too?

Amanda, you've been a really good friend.

- That won't change.

- Oh!

Uh.

Oh!

- Are you all packed?

- Yeah, I guess.

- When do you leave?

- Tomorrow afternoon.

Ryan's pickin' me up, takin' me to the airport.

- I guess this is our last chance to say goodbye.

- I'll be home late tonight.

- Alex.

Aren't you even gonna say goodbye to Robey?

- We've said our goodbyes.

I just think it's better this way.

- Okay.

I love you.

- I love you too, mom.

- I love you so much.

Okay, get outta here.

- All right.

- Now listen, you guys be careful.

- See ya later, Mrs. Weston.

- And please make sure that you call me, okay?

- And then there were two.

- All right, I'll call you as soon as we get there.

- Hello.

Hello.

Hello?

Hello.

Hello!

Whoever this is, I'm gonna call the police.

- Rina?

Jesus Christ, Rina, what the hell's wrong with you?

Put down the damn knife.

Rina, it's a blown fuse, that's it.

You stay here, we've just blown a fuse.

- Alex, no, please don't go downstairs!

- Damn it, Marina, you coulda killed me.

Unless that's what you were trying to do.

- Alex, there was someone in the house.

Someone kept calling and then the phone lines went dead.

Then I heard someone on the stairs.

You gotta believe me.

- Rina, Rina listen, the phone's are fine, Rina.

Everything's all right.

There's no one here.

- Alex, Alex, listen to me.

I think she's trying to kill me.

- Who?

- Amanda, I really think she's trying to kill me.

- For god's sake, Rina, Amanda is not here.

Will you listen to me, Rina?

She's not here, you're fine.

- You don't understand.

You gotta believe me.

- For Christ's sake, Rina, let's go upstairs.

- Alex, don't patronize me, I am not crazy!

- Rina look at me.

Look at what the tranquilizers are doing to you.

- God damn you, Alex, I'm not taking anything.

- Alex.

Alex!

- Yeah?

- I've been talking to you for two minutes.

Did you hear anything I said?

- Sorry, I'm just a little tired today.

- The design department's looking

for all the research on Reich Development.

Alex?

Alex, what is wrong with you?

What happened to your hand?

- Uh, it's nothin', i just had a little accident.

So, where are the files?

- Uh, probably still in the boxes over there.

- Thanks, Karen, what would I do without you?

- Mm-hmm, too little, too late, Weston.

Too little, too late.

- I will not be afraid in my own house.

My babies.

Oh, I'll feed my babies.

Angels?

Angels, good morning.

- Hello, Marina.

- What are you doing here?

- I brought you some tea.

- I don't want any tea.

I know that that's what's making me sick.

- Drink it.

- I don't want it!

- Get up.

Get up.

Don't make this any harder on yourself.

Move!

- What are you gonna do to me?

- Alex is gonna understand

what it's like to have nothing left.

- Please, don't do this.

- He's gonna come home and find that you slashed your wrists

and bled to death.

- No, no, he knows I could never do such a thing.

- You've been irrational and depressed for weeks.

You've taken Seconal every day with your vitamins,

and yours will be the only prints left on the knife.

Take it, it won't hurt as much if you take the pill.

Take the pill, Marina.

That's it.

- Aw, Alex, I'm sorry you're having

to play cleanup behind Langley.

- Ah, it's no problem, Mike.

- Listen, I'd like you to go over this file with me.

- Excuse me, I have to make a phone call.

- Alex, is there a problem?

- The woman in this picture next to Langley,

who is she?

- That's Patricia Langley, Truman's widow.

- That's it.

- Weston, Weston!

- Excuse me.

- Good afternoon.

Kramer, Weston, and Green Associates,

how may I direct your call? - I think I have to pay a fine

and uh, hey Alex, how ya doin'?

- Alex!

- The aftermath's a sign that you really gotta--

- Could you duplicate these blueprints, please,

and send them over--

- I gotta go over.

- I need you to make an emergency call for me.

I said a fucking emergency!

Call the police, give 'em my address.

Tell 'em my wife is in danger.

- Is he all right?

You know, if you keep struggling,

the pills won't work very quickly.

I don't have to wait, you know?

You were right, Marina.

You should've paid more attention.

You had it all, you had everything and you let it slip away.

So did Alex.

And his job is more important than his wife.

- Marina!

Oh my god!

I know who you are.

Everybody knows.

- I don't give a damn who knows.

You deserve this, you son of a bitch.

- I love my wife very, very much.

Now please, put down the knife.

- Is that why you fucked me, Alex?

'Cause you love your wife so much?

You're pathetic.

Your son's a better lover than you anyway,

so was your wife for that matter.

- You bitch.

- I'm sorry, Mr. Weston, we've searched the entire property.

There's no sign of her anywhere.

Obviously, she wasn't hurt as badly as you thought.

There's nothin' much left in the guest house,

except a few personal items.

- What do we do if she comes back?

- I strongly doubt if she'll be back.

She knows everyone's lookin' for her.

After you get this arm taken care of,

I'm gonna need you both to come down to the station,

give us a statement.

Where's your son?

- He's away at school, thanks god.

- Honey, I don't want him to know about this.

- I'm gonna need that statement as soon as possible.

Office Young'll wrap up here.

- No, no, no!

- All right, shh.

Shh.

Honey, honey, it's okay, it's okay, sweetheart.

I just brought you some tea.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you.

- Alex, it's not that.

I just need some time.

Hello.

- Hello, mom.

- Robey, hi honey, I'm so glad you called.

Are you okay?

- Yeah.

- Is everything all right?

- Yes, mom, I feel fine.

- I miss you so much, baby.

- Yeah, I miss you too.

- Your father's right here, would you like to talk to him?

- No, I don't wanna talk to dad, not now.

- Okay, um, listen, you stay in touch with us, all right.

I love you.

- I love you.

- Bye.

Mommy and daddy send their love.