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- Mom!

Mama!

It's Dory.

Let me in.

- My God, Doris, not again!

Mama.

- Come in.

Sit down over here now.

- Len just wasn't hitting me this time.

- Hey, what's going on?

- I mean, he was really trying to hurt me.

And he kept on saying that

I was fooling around with somebody, and-

- Edna, keep her quiet, will you?

- I've never done anything like that.

- Be quiet, Doris, be quiet.

I need ice!
- Baby, please.

Just calm down.

- Here.

Here's some aspirin.

- Here's some aspirin.

Let me see there.

Oh, I'll get some ice for your cheek,

and I'll get some water for the aspirin.

- Why does he keep doing it?

- Hey look, grandma!

Watch this.

Touchdown!

We killed them, grandma, 53 to 39.

Dad taught me all about how
to run and hold the ball.

Ouch!

- That doesn't hurt.

See that big guy?

It's Ed Nealy.

- Did you take these, Suze?

- No, mom, Mike did.

Really, the
color is lovely, Mike.

- It's all automatic, Lauren.

- Well, maybe I better
get a camera for my trip.

- Do, mom, I'd love to
see the Japanese temples.

What, what are they called?

- Japanese temples.

- Grandma, look!

Yay, Stevie!

Touchdown!

Here's a shot.

- Mike, don't do that.

- You'd make a great cheerleader, honey.

What's that?

Hey you!

- Good Lord!

- What, ma?

- My car.

- Oh, that's just great.

Come on, Stevie.

Damn it, I couldn't get the number.

- Boy, mom, he really racked up your car.

- What happened?

- Is that the police?

Hello?

Hello!

Hello, this is Michael Hawkes.

I wanna report a hit and run.

No, no one was injured.

Just our car.

Yes, I'll hold.

- Can I do anything, dear?

- I'm gonna be late for my class!

- You go on and get ready.

I'll report it.

- Tell them it was an
old red Ford, '56, '57.

Okay.

- Poor old mobi.

Grandma, we've had more
problems with that car.

- Aw, never a dull moment
in the Hawkes house.

- You know, sweetheart, you were parked

about a foot and a half from the curb.

- But Mike...

Yes, I'll hold.

- My car is supposed to go in tomorrow.

- I'll call a cab, but you,

listen, you better get going now.

- Goodbye, Lauren, if I
don't see you in the morning,

have a nice trip home.

- Give a good lecture, dear.

- I'll see you.

- Oh, it was an old red Ford.

'56 or '57.

- '56 or '57.

- Doris.

I know you're in there.

Now, you come out here and
I'm gonna take you home.

- Go on, Len,

and get that piece of chunk off my lawn.

- Now you stay out of this!

I'm warning you, Dory.

You ain't hiding in there.

And I'm warning you, doofus.

- I'm talking to my wife.

All right, let's go, Dory.

- She's not going anywhere, big shot,

so go on home and sleep it off.

- Doris, this is it!

Now hustle your bustle and come out here,

or I'm gonna come in there
and I'm gonna drag you home.

- Knock it off, Len!

Unless you want a whole lot of trouble.

- Dory!

Oh please, Dory, I didn't mean it.

Hey, Dory, I didn't mean it, Dory.

Oh!

- All right, let's go.

Come on, out.

- What's the matter, officer?

That's my wife in there.

- Against the car.

- Come on, you got the wrong guy, my wife!

- Against the car and spread 'em.

What are you doing this for?

- Officer.

- Good evening, sir, ma'am.

You know that man?

He claims you're keeping
his wife in there.

- Well, yes, but she's my daughter

and she's visiting us, but he's not.

- You oughta lock that lunatic up.

- Uh, you could charge him
with disturbing the peace.

- Oh no, I, I wouldn't that.

There's no harm done.

Just let him go.

- Hands off to the side.

Heel to toe.

- Sorry, ma'am, can't do that.

We've gotta take him in on
drunken driving and, uh-

- No.

- Is something wrong?

Officer, come on, will ya?

- No, nothing.

I just came
here to claim my woman.

- Hands in.

- Oh, come on now, what
are you arresting me for?

- Okay, fella, let's go, come on.

We're gonna take you downtown.

- Don't try me, guys.

- Now he's really gonna give it to me.

- You didn't do anything.

Come on, let's get some supper.

Come on.

Get in.

- Shut up, you mutt!

- Sh.

- Thanks for the ride, babe.

- Hey, good luck with the box.

- Who needs luck with the three of you?

- Andy, I could get a sitter

and maybe come pick you up after-

- No, I'll take the bus home.

- Okay, but I'll wait up.

- Okay.

- Okay.

- I love you, girl.

- I love you, boy.

You should get out of here.

- For those of you who were able

to bring your inventions in,

I hope I've been able to
help you with the specifics

of your particular problems,

like where to go to get
the needed information

in order to protect yourselves,

because one little legal error
can cost you a million bucks.

You see, patent law is
so technical, so precise

that, uh, well, an inventor
can really get taken

if he isn't careful.

Otherwise, there'd be no
need for lawyers like me.

Any more questions?

Okay, one final note of caution.

Check out the so-called
invention development companies

with the Inventors Assistance League.

Do your patent research thoroughly.

And when in doubt, consultant a lawyer,

preferably a good one.

Good luck.

- Mr. Hawkes.

- Yeah.

- Thanks for letting me sit in.

- Oh, sure thing.

How's that alarm system coming along?

Have you worked out that
problem you were having?

- Hey, you know, you wouldn't believe it.

About two weeks ago I was up
in the middle of the night,

and all of the sudden, I knew exactly

what I needed to do.

Crazy, huh?

- Yeah, crazy like Edison,
that's terrific, Andy.

Tell you what, let me give you my card.

When you're ready to apply
for a patent, give me a call.

I'd be happy to represent you.

- Yeah!

Yeah, right.

Thanks a lot.

Thanks.
- You're welcome.

Goodnight.

- Goodnight.

♪ Hold me a little bit stronger ♪

♪ I need someone to leave ♪

♪ Well, you don't always
give me what I want ♪

- Oh, Andy, hi!

- Hi, gorgeous.

- I waited up for you, see.

- Sure did.

Excuse me a minute.

- Let me do that, babe.

- Okay.

- Now, don't you open that.

♪ In spite of all that you
said and I just had my way ♪

♪ I'll never know how you re-arranged it ♪

- This time your daddy's
really gonna do it.

Mm-hmm!

Oh!

I couldn't help myself.

- Those kids, they sure are beautiful.

- Oh, well, they oughta be.

They take after their mommy and daddy.

- Mm!

Oh Gin!
- What?

- You know that lawyer
I was telling you about,

the guy that teaches us
about patents and all.

- Yeah.

- Well, he likes me and
he gave me his card!

- Oh, Andy!

Oh, Andy, that's great!

- Oh, this is it, baby.

This is our ticket out of here.

We'll be able to move
out of this neighborhood

and maybe put something
in the bank for the kids.

- Oh, Andy, do you really think so?

- I know so.

- Oh!

Hey!
- What?

- Your present!

- Oh, yes, to the present.

They don't wrap them like they used to.

Andy.

- Come on, babe.

This here is a celebration.

I know we should be
using the good glasses,

but these will do for now, huh?

- Hey, Andy, you promised
we, you wouldn't.

- Oh babe, this here ain't drinking.

This here's a toast.

Ooh yeah.

Yeah.

- Ooh!

- To me and you, Gin,

to making all our dreams come true.

You're not toasting?

- No, no more for me.

Please don't.

Andy, you promised.

- Relax, girl, a little
champagne never hurt nothing.

- Not so tired after all, eh?

- That's the property tax
bill, just put on the bureau.

- Should we talk about it?

I'll take care of it.

- I know.

Let's don't talk about it.

- That's my girl.

- Mike, do you have...

- What?

- Nothing, it's...

Nothing, it's stupid, it's...

- Well, come on to bed.

- Ow.

Gin?

Baby, open up.

- I'll be out in a minute.

Are you all right?

Baby, I'm sorry.

- I know you are, Andy.

- Oh, babe.

Are you okay?

- I'm okay.

- Gin, I don't know what gets into me.

I love you so much.

I'm giving up drinking.

No, I mean it.

- Oh, Andy, that's what
you said the last time.

- I swear it, baby, believe me!

I hate myself for hurting you.

- Look, I'm tired of
sleeping in the car, Andy.

- I know,

and it won't happen again.

- Yeah.

- Gin, tell me that you forgive me.

- Oh, Andy, you're such a good man,

but you gotta give up the drinking or...

I don't know what I'll do.

- I promise, babe.

No more.

- Still hot?

- Help yourself.

- Strong coffee.

- 80 proof.

- Foolproof, that stuff's
gonna get you fired.

- On the contrary, my
friend, it keeps me cool.

Now, here's Thomas Clooney,

you're driving me loony.

And Armistead Fred, I'll
bust you in the head.

And Mrs. Silverman, let's
send you to this house today.

And Pat McCormick,

let's fire you right here.

- How are you?

- Are you kidding?

Come on, let's go!

The best to you each morning, my beauty.

- Now how about some breakfast?

- Can't eat on an empty stomach.

George.

- Bill, Len got out on bail, you know.

$43 it cost him and he's mad as hell.

So what's new?

- And Dory will be leaving the house

just as soon as you get there.

- You didn't let her spend
the night again, did you?

- Well, just one night.

- Oh, you big softie.

I told you once you let her stay,

she'll come running to you every time.

- You're probably right.

Maybe if they had a little
baby, they'd sort of quiet down.

- Oh, you just want a little
granddaughter, don't you?

Coochy, coochy, coochy,

coochy, coochy, coochy, coochy coo.

Georgie, another shot.

Coming right up, Billy boy.

- And then some food.

You have got to eat and
I've got to go to the store.

- Time to knock off, brother.

- It's still early up, man.

- Slow down, you'll live a lot longer.

- I'm all right.

- You may be, but I'm not.

You see, Andy, when I got
you a job on this crew,

I told the guys you'd be all right.

- What's that supposed to mean?

- Man, you're acting like a hot shot.

You're setting the pace.

It's making the rest of us look slow.

Ease off!

- What do you want me to
do, brother man, shuffle?

- Honey, Stevie and I are
gonna eat our dinner now.

You sure you don't want anything?

- No, thanks.

- How about a little bouillon?

- No, Susannah!

- Mike, I know you've
got a lot on your mind.

Wouldn't it help to talk about it?

- There's nothing to talk about, Susie.

I just have a lot of work to do.

- If this is about the property tax,

you know they, they put me on a paid job.

- No, Susannah.

- Well.

Isn't there anything I can do?

- Yes, you can leave me alone.

- I'm sorry.

I won't bother you anymore.

- Honey.

Just let me work through
this myself, okay?

- Okay.

- That story you just told,

that is the Frankie Avalon story,

went into a room and came out

eight years later with eight kids.

Nobody believed-

- Susannah, where's
my blue striped shirt?

- In your drawer!

Dummie.

No, the one
you took to the cleaners.

- What?

- The one you took to Oscar's
that I asked you to pick up.

- I, I didn't get there this afternoon.

I'll pick it up tomorrow.

Huh, honestly, Susannah.

You're always so anxious to be helpful.

I ask you to do me one simple
favor, and you don't remember?

- Mike, I said I'd pick it up tomorrow.

- I wanted to wear it tomorrow.

- Well, you can wear another shirt.

Holly, stop it now.

- You promised me, I-

- I know, Holly, would you please stop it?

Or I'm gonna give it to you good now!

- Let me help you.

- Thanks, Helen.

- Well, hi, young man, how are you?

Are you all right?

- Yeah.

What do you mean?

- Oh, nothing.

Boy, the children are growing.

Like weeds.

Look, I better get on upstairs now.

- Here, let me help you.

- Thanks.

- You better stop.

Let's go upstairs and watch some cartoons.

All right!

Hi, mom!

- Hi, honey.

Mike, I'm sorry.

- No, I'm the one.

- I'm sorry.

- I should be on my knees!

I don' know what happened to me.

- Well, I forgot those stupid shirts,

and then you had so much-

- The thing is I've
never hit a woman before

in my entire life, you know that!

- You didn't mean to.

- Let alone the woman I love.

- I know.

- I walked around all night.

- Yeah, I was scared something was

really wrong between us.

- No, no!

It's the pressure, it's not us.

Let's just put it out of our minds.

You know what we need?

- What?

- A nice, quiet evening with Irv and Jess.

- Oh, that would be so good!

I'm gonna make you
something really special.

- Well, everything's all right.

I'll go see how Stevie is.

- Sure.

- I love you.

- Hey.

- Just a minute, please.

- Morning, professor.

You're late again!

- And you're smoking again.

- So what if I am?

I have cancer and it's terminal,

and I'll smoke if I damn
well want to, young lady.

- Not unless you let me have one.

What?

- Professor, as you have
so clearly taught me,

sometimes it's good to break the rules,

even your own rules.

- Well, if you feel that
way, maybe you can help me.

- Do what?

- Escape.

- What?

- It's not enough that these
paid sadists are allowed

to torture me to death in
this elegant mausoleum.

But on top of that, they won't allow me

to see my great-grandchild!

- Why not?

- Because he's not 18.

- How old is he?

- He's four months old.

His name is Jeremiah Wadsworth Hayden IV.

- And they won't let him in to see you.

- No, and they won't let me out either.

- Professor, I promise
you, one way or another,

you will see your great-grandson.

- Before the funeral!

I promise.

- And what about getting
me a cigarette lighter?

- Professor!

- Oh, hello, Ms. Phillips,
top of the morning to you

on this bright and glorious day.

- Excuse me, professor.

Can I have a word with you, Mrs. Hawkes?

Certainly.

- What did you slip him?

He just about tore my head off earlier.

- I hope you don't mind
about the cigarette.

- Do you have another one?

- They were his.

- Oh, I should have known it.

To tell you the truth,

when you were late this morning,
I was worried about you.

- Oh, I'm sorry.

Professor Hayden?

- No, no, not about him.

He's fine when you're with him.

That's what I wanna talk to you about.

At the end of the month,
the county is holding

a seminar at the junior college.

We're gonna have lots of workshops

all to do with gerontology.

I'd like you to conduct one of them.

- Me conduct a workshop?

But I'm just a volunteer.

But besides, I'm much too
disorganized for presenting

a, a formal lecture or anything like that.

- You don't have to give a formal lecture

to share your experiences
and answer some questions.

- You really think I could do it?

Oh, I certainly do.

- Okay, I'll try.

- Oh, wonderful.

We'll talk about it later.

Mm-hmm.
- Okay, buh-bye.

- Started the weekend without me, huh?

- Oh God, Bill, I've got
to talk to you about Doris.

- Oh no.

- She's having an awful
time, honest she is.

- So what's new?

- Could she please stay with
us a couple of days, please?

- Not a snowball's chance in hell.

It must be my own little
darling is losing her memory.

Let me elucidate.

The last time she was
here a couple of days

Len came after her.

I had to replace the window.

I had to repair the door,

and we still haven't got a new table.

Furthermore, she wasn't
here a couple of days,

she was here a couple of weeks.

- Oh, my head hurts!

- Come here you big, fat softy.

You know, Edna, on my way home

I passed by that RV camper lot,

and they had such a little beauty there

that you wouldn't believe.

We'll go over later and take a look, huh?

You know, a sweet baby like that

is gonna get us out of here.

Just you and me on the road riding high.

And when we get to the mountains,

it'll be such sweet, clean air.

Not like this garbage we breathe here.

And streams.

- Ooh!

- The fish, and eat trout
whenever we want it.

- Give me a cigarette, Loveface.

- Sure, babe.

- Oh no, my Walter gave me that!

Oh, you stupid, ham-fisted klutz!

- Why you silly, old bitty!

If that junk of yours is so important,

why don't you keep it out of the way?

You know, I oughta take it all
and dump it in the garbage.

- You do and I'll dump
your head in the garbage!

- Whose head, whose head, whose head!

- Oh not yours, Bill.

I'm only teasing.

- Now that's my own little girl.

- Boy, a meal like that is enough

to make a man consider getting married.

- Sorry, partner, she's taken,
and I've got an exclusive.

- Don't recipes fall into the
category of public domain.

- Oh, really?

Irv, that's your department, isn't it?

- If he means the department
of interior, it is!

- Hey, that's hitting
below the belt, come on!

- I would love the recipe
for the salmon mousse.

- She cooks.

All right, that's it.

When are you sending out the invites?

- Oh, not before I get back from Africa.

Oh my, my, my!

- Yes, I have to go back to complete

a photography assignment.

- She's doing that before she
negotiates any new contracts.

- Besides, Mike, not everyone gets married

two weeks after they meet.

- Is that what you two did?

- Hey, tell her, Suze, it's a great story.

Go ahead.

- Oh, I don't think it's-

- Go on, hon.

- Okay.

Well, it was spring break,

and, uh, I was coming down
to New York from Boston

for this, um, a demonstration that-

- It was an anti-war
demonstration she'd help organize.

- Yeah.

And, uh,

this Harvard guy asks for a ride.

Mm-hmm, uh-huh!

- Who was it, honey?

- It doesn't matter, sweetie,
tell about the drive.

- Tell about the curves, Suze.

- Oh, come on!

Come on, guys, let her tell the story.

- Um.

Right, we were very serious at first,

and then little by little,
the atmosphere changed.

And, uh, it got very quiet

and I found myself waiting

for the next curve, inventing curves.

You know, just to be next to him.

- It was incredibly erotic.

Well, go on, hon, tell
about the demonstration.

- Oh yeah, well, when we got to New York,

it was just time

for the march to begin.

And I started my speech

when these construction
workers moved in on us,

and these two hardhats grabbed me,

and Mike just jumped on them!

I mean, they were really
big, I was terrified,

but he just barreled in
there and held them at bay

until the police came with
their billy clubs and-

- Then we hightailed it back to the car.

Yeah.

Go on, hon.

- Um, we got in and, and
I was, uh, still shaking.

I was holding on to Mike, and he said, uh,

"There are some folk out there

who don't realize how valuable
you are, lady Susannah.

If you need someone to look out for you,

I've got the next five days or

the rest of my life."

- Mike said that?

- Well, I, I knew he was
just saying that, but

at the same time,

still I just...

I, uh, didn't ever wanna
be anywhere without him.

Hmm, ahem.

- What happened about the rally?

- We watched it on
television at the hotel.

- And never left the hotel room.

- I got hit on the head and arrested.

- Oh!

- What is it, sweetie?

- Uh, I don't, I don't know.

Everything's just so different now.

- You and Mike?

- It's me.

Well, there's nothing to be done about it,

so why dwell on it?

- Of course, there's
something to be done about it.

- What, cut my hair?

- Well, you could try what I did.

Eat yourself into
oblivion, gain 50 pounds,

and then get hooked on diet pills.

Oh!

- What happened, sweetheart?

- Nothing.

I just, I just feel like a big zero.

- A zero?

Come on!

You're a wonderful mother,
you're a great wife.

You do volunteer work.

- I know, I know.

It's just self-pity, really.

- Hey, what happened, are you all right?

- Oh, we were just in this hot
discussion about repairmen.

- I'm sorry, Mike.

- It's all right.

I just wanna make sure everything's okay.

- Oh, couldn't get along without us, huh?

- Is there anything I can do?

- No, I'll just bring this in in a minute.

- Okay.

- Thanks.

I'm sorry.

- Mommy, can I have a glass of water?

- Holly, honey, you just had a glass.

Now, now, now, go on
back to sleep, go ahead.

- I can't go to sleep.

There's a big, ugly monster in my closet.

- Holly, would you
please stop playing now?

Can't you see daddy's
trying to do some work?

Go to bed!

- Come here, baby, come here.

Now, if daddy gets you some lemonade,

will you go to sleep then?

You sure.

- Andy, I don't think
that's the way to teach her.

- Just get her the lemonade!

I want some peace and quiet around here.

You hear me!

- I can never get this
blasted thing to work!

Mike!

- It's so nice to have
a man around the house.

Me, I'm exhausted.

- I should think you would be after

that performance tonight.

- I'm sorry about that.

- It's a little embarrassing to have

my wife weeping over the
story of how she first met me.

- I don't know what's the matter with me.

You know what Jess said.

Hmm?

- She said I oughta see a therapist.

- Now, that's ridiculous.

It'd be one thing if you needed it,

and you know what they get these days.

- What do you think I should do?

- I think you should just
pull yourself together.

- Don't be angry, Mike.

Don't turn away from me like that.

- Then stop feeling so
damn sorry for yourself!

Goodnight!

- Have a nice time with
your magazine, dear.

- What!

- No!

Mike!

Mike, you're hurting me!

Stop!
- What did you say!

- Stop it!

- What!

Stop it!
- What!

- Please don't!

Stop it!

Help!

No!

You!

- Please, please don't!

Shut up!

Shut up!

- Not the baby!

Andy!

Oh, Andy!

Oh.

You hurt the baby.

That's it, now I've had it with you, man!

Why you!

- The lady here, lady.

- That's my favorite thing, you!

Walter gave me that.

- Oh, Walter gave you that.

- Yes, it's an antique.

- You know what you can do with Walter,

and you know what I'm gonna do with this.

- You won't get by with this.

What have you done, Bill?

Oh!

- Get off!

- Come here!

- Get away from me!

Get off of me!

Let go of me!

Open up, it's the police.

- Now, you're gonna pay.

Thank God you're here,
get him out of here!

He hit the baby-
- All right, lady!

and he keeps hitting me.
- Calm down.

Take it easy!

Ted, get him out of here.

Get out of here!

Take it easy!

Now leave it to the cops and take it easy.

- Okay, you, out you go.

Get out of here!

- And close the door.

All right, and why don't
you just take it easy now?

Everything's gonna be all right.

- Everything is not all right.

I want him out of here, and
I don't want him coming back!

Look, look, you got laws, right?

He could've killed the baby.

He's crazy.

He doesn't know what he's doing.

- He seems to be all right.

Do you want us to take
him down to emergency?

- No, I just want Andy locked up.

- Well, ma'am, now I can't do that.

- What?

- Unless the crime is
committed in our presence.

- Do, do you mean you can't arrest a man

when he's beaten up a woman?

Not unless we see him do it.

- Well, what am I supposed to do?

He'll come back, he'll beat me some more.

- All right, now here's what you can do.

You can make a citizen's arrest.

You're gonna have to sign papers

charging him with assault and battery.

- All right, what do I sign?

- All right, just wait a minute.

Does your husband have a job?

- Yeah, but what does
that have to do with it?

- Because if he does, then
he's gonna be out of jail

in an hour on his own
recognizance in the worst humor.

Oh God.

- Now, look, Ted's probably
got him calmed down by now.

Here.

If you need us, you can call this number.

They'll get right through to us.

- Wha...

Is this supposed to keep me safe?

What?

- Ow.

Aah.

Oh!

- Bill.

Oh, Bill, Loveface.

It took them so long to
get those papers fixed.

I thought I'd blow my top.

- Edna, I never thought
you'd do that to me.

- I feel just so rotten about it.

When I woke up this
morning, I was so ashamed!

I was here before the
building was open even.

- You shouldn't have done it.

I was thinking about it all last night.

You wouldn't even send a
creep like Len to jail,

but you did me.

You know, I really oughta
let you have it for that.

Had you going there
for a minute, didn't I?

- Well, I finally got
all your forms together.

Now, to fill these out
we'll need, let's see,

birth certificates,

bank account statements,
rent receipts, utility bills.

- Oh but-

- Car registrations.

- Those are all at home.

See, Andy takes care of all that.

- You mean, you're still
living with your husband?

- Well, yeah, that's why I need the money,

so I'll be able to move out.

- I don't know why they sent you to me.

You're not eligible for welfare
under those circumstances.

- What?

- So long as you remain with
your husband and he's employed,

you cannot receive any
money from this office.

- But how can I get out,
if you don't give me money?

Look, look, I gotta get out.

Have you spoken to the police?

- Yeah, but...

- Look, I have a friend at
the City Prosecutor's Office.

She's a secretary there.

Now, I'm sure she could
help you get an appointment.

They deal with this sort
of problem all the time.

Perhaps, you could get a restraining order

against your husband.

- But I don't wanna make
any trouble for Andy.

Well, see, he's got a real
good job, and I couldn't-

- It's up to you.

- Ow!

Damn!

Damn!

Damn!

Damn!

- Dad?

- It's nothing, son.

I hope I didn't wake your mother.

- Dad, should I set a place
for mom, make a tray, what?

What do you think?

- Hmm, she's not feeling too good, so-

- Would you like to go up to her room

and see what she wants?

- Sure.

- There you are.

We were just wondering
what you might want.

I was gonna fix some french fries

and warm up some leftover roast.

- Mom, you shouldn't be out
of bed in your bare feet.

Should I go and get your slippers for you?

- Uh-huh.

- Okay.

- By the way, I fixed that deadbolt lock.

Stupid of me to have
put it off for so long.

Only took 10 minutes.

You should find it works
quite smoothly now.

Stupid thing was annoying you.

Sorry it took me so
long in the first place.

- Then if your complaint's upheld,

the court will issue a restraining order.

This would forbid your husband
from entering the premises.

- That's it, that's exactly what I want.

- Let me tell you the problem
with a restraining order.

It won't do you much good at 3:00 A.M.

if he gets in and goes after you.

- So what can I do?

- Well, on the other hand, if he violates

the restraining order,

you can take him to court
and he could go to jail.

- Oh, hey, look, I don't
wanna put Andy in jail.

I just want some protection
for me and the kids.

- Mrs. Sinclair, let me tell
you what I tell all the girls

that come to me with this problem.

I can't give you any protection.

The police can't either.

Don't you think that for your safety

and your children's safety,

you'd be better off trying
to patch up the marriage?

- Okay, Holly, let's, let's go home.

- There's daddy!

- He's home early today.

Come on, babe.

- Hi daddy!

- Hi!

I picked him up from the sitters.

- You're home early.

- Well, I got off work early,

and Helen told me that you
and Holly had gone shopping.

Did you have enough, money I mean?

- Yeah.

- I'm so glad you're home, babe.

I love you, girl.

Well, come on, David.

We'll be home in about a half hour, okay?

Bye, Holly.

- Bye, daddy!

- Mwah!

Buh-bye.

Bye!

- Gin.

Yeah?

- Don't plan anything
special for tonight, okay?

Because I got you covered.

Buh-bye.

Larry.

- Oh.

- Just five minutes, Larry, please.

We've got customers, Edna.

- For God's sake, Doris,

if you're gonna leave him, leave him.

Quit running to me.

- Mom, just for a few days

until I find an apartment.

- Where, and how are you gonna pay for it?

- I'll find a job.

- Oh, sure, just like the last time.

Len will show up and they'll fire you.

- He won't find me.

- Dreamer.

- Be with you, ma'am.

- Well, what do you
think I should do, mama?

- Oh, I don't know, Doris.

All I know is I never ran out on my man.

- I guess it's a good thing
that daddy died on you then.

And I suppose that you're such a good wife

that Bill never lays a hand on you.

- I can handle him.

I give him back everything he gives me.

- So just because you can't get out,

you think I should stay?

- Oh, I do as I damn please.

Look, Bill's no saint, but
at least he keeps a job.

It's more than you can say for Len.

He's like your-

- My father was.

Just spare me that sermon.

Mama, please.

Just till I find an apartment.

- You need some money?

- Thanks a lot, mother.

Honey, we
got to figure out a way

to get you out of here.

- Helen, there just plain isn't any.

- Can't you stay with your family?

- Andy would know where we were.

And besides, I can't just walk out on him.

- What?

- When I was 16 and in trouble,
he didn't walk out on me.

- Yeah, who got you in trouble?

- Look, Helen.

I appreciate everything
you're trying to do,

but it's no use.

All I'm good for is having babies.

- Oh, come on, for-

- Well, look, I need more time!

- Sure.

Time for him to beat some
sense into your head!

What the hell is this?

I've heard about women
who like to get beat up,

but I never had the pleasure
of meeting one of you before.

How do you do?

- Get out of my house.

- Yes, that will be my pleasure, too.

- You, you get out of my
house and stay out of here!

You understand, Helen?

Holly, what are you doing at daddy's desk?

How many times do I have to tell you

to stay away from daddy's
things, you understand?

Stay away from daddy's things!

Oh, baby, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Oh God, I'm as bad as he is.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

- If only I ever get my hands on you,

you'll be shredded paper snowflakes.

- No, Emily.

It's just a simple cold.

I'll be fine in a week or two.

It's just that I...

You do that one
more time and I'm gonna ask-

- I, I won't be able to conduct
the workshop this weekend.

No, I'm...

All right.

You take care, too.

Uh-huh, good luck with it.

Bye.

Ow!

- Don't look at me!

I didn't do it!

- Mommy, Joey tripped me.

- Don't Joey me, I saw what happened.

- But it's bleeding.

- If you play rough,
you're gonna get hurt.

- You're mean.

- Oh, I'm mean, am I?

Listen, you don't know what mean is.

You get up to your room,

up to your room right now
and clean yourself up.

Go on!

And the next time you fight with Joey,

don't expect any sympathy from me.

- I hate you.

- I gotta get out of here.

Phyris.

I'm getting out of here.

Stevie, I'm sorry.

I'll be back!

Jesus.

Oh!

You crazy!

- Oh!

Bless you for coming.

- Oh, you sounded desperate.

- I don't know what's happening.

Stevie got upset and I yelled at him,

and then I ran out and I almost hit a man.

- Okay, okay.

Uh, let's sit down.

Start at the beginning, um.

Who's place is this?

- Phyris, a friend of my moms.

They're traveling together in Japan.

I've been taking care of the plants.

- But that's not why you're here.

- Mike and I, we had a terrible...

- Oh!

- I had to leave.

- Honey, everybody fights.

- I can't go back.

- Come on, honey, I know
how rough it can get.

Remember the period that
Irv and I went through.

I remember one time I went

and I smashed an entire set of dishes, oh.

Irv was so mad!

He was ready to just haul off, and-

- Did he?

- No, but he wanted to.

What did you and Mike fight about?

- It's not important now.

- What can I do to help?

- I don't wanna go back,

and I don't want Stevie there either.

- Saltsman Collection
Agency at your service.

We never close.

Hey, I'll go pick up Stevie,

and I'll pick up some of your things, and.

Hey, I'll be right back.

- Thanks.

- Terrific.

Oh God.

Please don't let me be...

- Hiya, sweetie, how are you doing?

- Where have you been?

- It's Tuesday.

Remember, my day to visit the old people.

Why, what's up?

- I've been alone for hours!

- Stevie, you just got
out of school a while ago.

- It's no fair.

You're never here!

- Oh, come on, Stevie.

I'm here all the time.

Hey, what's this?

Stevie, what's really the matter?

Something happen at school?

You and Joey have another fight?

- Joey moved.

- He moved?

Where did he move to?

- Japan.

- Oh, Japan.

Stevie, something's wrong.

You can tell me.

I want you to tell me.

- I hate it here.

We've been here two weeks,
and I wanna go home,

and you won't let us.

- Oh!

Why can't I stop crying?

- You don't have to.

- But I do.

That's the whole thing.

I've turned into this weak, blubbering...

I can't stand myself.

- Susannah, you've got a
right to your feelings.

- Not to give in to them like this.

It's what drives everyone away.

- You mean, Michael.

- Well, it's like, uh,

when, when he was in law
school and I was working,

he hated that I had to work.

He's so proud.

Sometimes, I'd come home and I'd cry.

I was just so tired.

Well, it was like I was rubbing it in.

- Did he hit you then?

- Oh no!

No.

I've been giving you the wrong impression.

Nothing like this has
ever happened before.

Oh, I'd like to go home, but...

- But.

- I'm afraid.

Beat you again.

- I'm so afraid.

- Of Michael?

- No.

Of being alone.

Oh, dear God, I don't wanna be alone!

- You think those are
your only alternatives?

Susannah, I want to give you this number.

It's a group of women.

They formed an emergency center.

I think it might be helpful
if you were to talk to them.

- No, I don't think.

- Take this number.

It's a 24 hour line.

See you again next weekend.

- Thanks.

- Do you know what the duck said?

One who never feels his feet, right.

Brave little duck puffed the wind at last.

I cannot freeze him,

or starve him,

or frighten him.

Perhaps, he is right,

and we are all brothers
under nature's family.

Well, I'll just go on
home, then back to my cave.

And I'm not trying to
frighten him anymore.

Any meeny more.

You like the story?

You like it a lot?

You like...

Oh, hi.

Hi.
- Hi, how you doing?

- Hi, babe.

What's going on?

- Oh, nothing, I just wanted
to do something special.

- Well, you know I gotta
work on the alarm tonight.

- Oh, I know, I know, and it's okay.

- Okay.

It smells good.

What's for dinner?

- See for yourself.

- Okay.

It's on fire!

- Oh Andy, no, here!

- Not the water!

- Andy!

Andy.

Mommy!

- Can't you do anything right?

- Andy, please don't.

- Don't what?

- I'm, I'm, I'm pregnant.

- Oh great!

Well, whose is it anyway?

- Andy.

- Hi.

It was open.

How are you?

- Okay.

How are you?

- Missing you.

You're reading?

- The course catalog.

- You're thinking of going back to school?

- No, I'm going back to school.

Hi dad.

- Hiya, champ.

Do me a favor, will you go
out and wait in the car?

I'll be there in a minute.

See you after practice, mom.

- Have fun, honey.

I will.

- Have you thought about it?

- Of course.

Have you thought about it?

- Hon, I've told you, I'm okay now.

It was a lot of pressure.

Work, property tax, all that stuff.

Everything came at once.

But nothing like that can happen again.

- I can't take that chance.

- Chance.

Hey, I, uh, I'm not some
psychopathic monster.

This is me, Mike, you know.

The guy you've been
married to for 10 years.

- Oh, Mike, I didn't mean it like that.

All I meant was that we have problems

we can't handle by ourselves and

all I'm asking you to do
is get some kind of help.

- You know I don't believe in

that psychological mumbo-jumbo.

I wasn't raised that way.

- How were you raised?

By a man who said you had
to have a reason to cry,

and then gave you one.

That's right, isn't it?

Oh, Mike, don't you see we're in trouble.

- We can work it out ourselves.

We don't need shrinks.

All I know is that I need you.

I think about you all the time.

I love you, Suze.

- Hi, would you send over some gin?

And beer!

You stupid broad, how many
times have I got to tell you?

- It's seven, three, eight.

- It's seven, three, eight.

North.
- Now you can't remember

one simple bloody thing.

- Just a minute, please.

What's the matter with you?

Why don't you shut up?

Hello?

It's 738 North 3rd Street.

- Throwing me in jail.

Nobody else would even look at you.

- Oh yeah, yeah, you've been here before.

Thank you.

- Flabby, old fleabag.

- What's the matter with you?

Why don't you keep your trap shut?

- You don't like it, you
can throw me in jail again.

- Jail, jail, jail, poor Bill.

- Shove it, Edna.

- Or else what?

- Susannah, phone call for you.

I'll see you tomorrow.

- Wait, I'll go out with you.

- Okay.

- Hello?

Hello.

- Mike?

- Yeah, it's me.

Listen, I, uh,

I may be a little slow,

but when I get the point, I get the point.

I talked to a therapist and, uh,

I understand now that all you wanted was

to be treated like a person.

If you wanna go back to
school, I'll help you.

I'll take care of Stevie when I can.

If you wanna get a job,
well, that's okay too.

I, I can help take care of the house.

I can work.

Listen, two weeks from now

I'll be a better cook than you are.

You can live your own
life, Susannah, okay?

Just please come home.

- You really mean it, don't you?

- Oh, I do, Susie, I swear I do.

Please say you'll come home.

- Yes.

Yes!

I'll call you as soon as I get to do this.

- Okay.

I love you.

- Bye.

We're going home.

We're going home, we're going home!

- Oh!

- Oh!

- The ball flying, I almost missed it.

- Oh.

- But I got right under it.

- Terrific.

- Just like you told me, dad.

Wow!

A real party!

- A real homecoming.

What's this, dad?

Dad, is this for me?

- It seems to have your name on it.

Wow, terrific!

I can use this tomorrow.

- That's the idea, buddy.

Can I invite
Joey over here, see?

Tell you what, pal.

What?

Let's make
tonight a family night, okay?

Okay.

- Hello.

- Be very careful, the back's been broken

in three or four places.

You got a bad one here.

It's a spinal fracture.

All thoracic towards lumbar vertebrae.

Extensive internal hemorrhaging.

- Get her to X-ray.

Have them prepare a surgical slate.

And, Helen, will you call Dr. Datmer?

I'd like his opinion.

- All right.

- Did she get hit by a car or what?

- Her husband.

- Good Lord, to do that he would've

practically had to jump
up and down on her.

- They got the guy in custody.

- I was being pushy, and I
should mind my own business.

- It's okay, Helen.

I knew you were trying to help,

but it's just that there's no way.

- I want you to listen to this,

and then I promise I'll keep my yap shut.

They brought a woman in to
the emergency last night,

and she may not make it.

Do you know why?

Because her husband beat her up.

Would you stop?

That woman's back was
broken in four places.

Three ribs were crushed.

Can you imagine what would
happen to that baby inside you,

if Andy went half that far?

- Oh, Helen, Andy would never do anything-

- Oh, wouldn't he?

- I'm scared.

- I know, but you got a chance.

There was a woman in the hospital

that told me about a place
for women just like you.

You can go there and
stay for a little while.

- What are you talking about?

- I'm talking about a safe
place for you and the children.

Honey, it'll give you a chance
to get yourself together.

- It wouldn't do any good.

Andy would just come and get us.

- Andy won't know where you are,

because they only give
out the phone number,

and I got it downstairs in my apartment.

- I, I don't know, I'd have
to think about it, Helen.

- Think about it?

Listen, you've got to make a
decision while you still can.

- There wasn't a way out.

All I could think about was
getting away from that man.

Now

it's harder than I thought.

- Don't you think I know that.

- Let's get the number.

- Gone on, I'll bring the kids.

Oh you.

That's my boy.

That's my boy, hmm, hmm?

Come on, come on, we'll take care of them.

- Is this the place?

- Virginia?

- I got, uh, two kids and one on the way.

I'm broke.

- Then this is the place.

Come on.

- What's this supposed to mean?

- Just what it says.

- Don't give me any of that.

Where is she?

- Listen, do you wanna calm down?

- Just tell me where my family is.

Helen, I have a right to know.

- Yes, you've got a right.

You've got a right to call the police,

but you make damn sure
you tell them everything.

- She's my wife, Helen, and
it's none of your business.

So if you know, you had better tell me!

- I will tell you one thing,

that she's in a safe place, safe from you.

What's that supposed to mean?

- You know exactly what I'm talking about.

- No, what are you talking about?

- You really don't understand, do you?

That your own wife is afraid of you.

She's right, too.

You are dangerous.

You don't even know
what it is you're doing.

- What!

- You're a wife beater, man!

- No.

Helen!

Helen, I didn't mean to hurt her.

Helen.

- Hey, Dory.

Dory, honey.

Listen, Dory, just one more time.

- You know that camper you're
gonna buy us, Loveface.

And then we'll go on the road.

Oh, and then mountains.

Tell me about the mountains.

Bill!

There you are.

- Edna.

Edna, come on, don't leave me.

Dear grace, why didn't you stop me?

Why didn't somebody stop me?

- I don't get it, man.

I do everything right.

I stick by that woman, her and the kids.

I've busted my butt at that job.

I even go to school at night
so I can get a better one,

and then something like this happens.

It's just too much.

It makes me want to puke.

- That'd be better than beating Ginny.

- I only did that when I drank,

and I'm not drinking anymore.

- How many times did you
quit drinking this year?

10 times?

20?

- I told you it's not gonna happen again.

Bull.

- What do you mean bull?

- I promise you it'll happen again.

And you know why?

Because a guy like you,
if you stop drinking,

you'll probably start shooting up.

You can't control your drinking,

and you can't control your fists.

Next thing you know you'll
be hitting your kids.

- Back off, man.

I don't need this.

I can make it.

- Make what?

- Make it, man.

A good life with Ginny and the kids.

- But you don't have Ginny and the kids.

- Okay, so you tell me how to do it.

I want to stop drinking, and I don't want

my kids growing up the way I had to.

- Man!

Your good intentions ain't
worth a pile of refried beans.

You ready to work?

Because you got more problems to deal with

than just beating and boozing,

and it ain't gonna be fun or easy.

- Okay.

Okay, I'm ready.

- Bet you can't do it again?

- You just watch me.

Susannah, come on!

I got it.

I got it.

If I can get this one psych course,

my whole schedule falls into place.

- By George, I think she's got it.

You ready?

- I didn't realize it was so late.

- Oh, it's not, I just
have a surprise for you.

I wanna show you that '63 Continental.

- Honey, I really do want a compact.

- I know, I know you
think it's a gas guzzler,

but just take a look at it.

It's in beautiful
condition, only one owner.

- I really don't want it, Mike.

- It's too good a buy to pass up, Suze.

- Come on!

- Forget it, honey.

What?

Can we leave this here?

- The car!

- Here you are.

Ha, thanks.

Wanna bite?

Mmm!
- A bite?

Are you trying to poison your mother, huh?

- Mmm, that is perfect.

Perfect junk food.

Come on, Mike.

- Oh no, no, no, no.

You two with your cast
iron stomach, not me.

- Dad, can I go play pinball?

You have any money, young man?

- I got change left over from my hotdog.

- Okay, you go ahead.

We'll catch up with you.

I'm so glad we came.

- Me, too.

It's great to get away from that catalog.

- Oh!

I've been thinking about that.

All things considered, don't
you think it would be better

if you didn't take a
full load this semester?

- What?

- Well, you've been having
trouble with your scheduling.

- I know, Mike, but I have to.

Otherwise, I won't get my
MA before the laws change.

- Oh, what about Stevie after school?

- I'll be home before he is most days.

- Okay, but if you go to
school, get a new car,

Stevie goes to private school in the fall,

I'm afraid I'm not gonna
be able to handle it.

- Oh, I get it.

You really want me to get
that used car, don't you?

That's it, isn't it?

- You said you wanted me to
discuss finances with you.

- I do.

But I think they pay me at the home.

It's, it's just that I've gotta
take a full load this term.

- Honey, you're not gonna
have time to do work and work.

You know that.

- You don't want me to
go to school, do you?

But Mike, you said.

What are you trying to do?

- Don't be ridiculous, I'm
not doing anything to you.

I want you to stay at
home where you belong.

- I don't have to take this.

I'll leave you first.

- Wait, wait, just a minute.

Now, you calm down.

You're not in any position to
make any impulsive decisions.

- Oh no, I'm taking
Stevie and I'm leaving.

- No way!

A boy Stevie's age needs his father.

Ask any judge.

I know, I'm a lawyer, remember?

- You're crazy!

- Susannah.

Susannah!

- Do you need some help?

- It's okay, pal, she's my wife.

Now you listen to me.

You are my wife, Stevie is my son,

and nothing you can say
or do will change that.

You ever try to leave me again,

I'll use every law in
the books to make sure

you never see Stevie again.

You understand?

- Uh-huh.

- Good.

All right, then you just
pull yourself together now.

- I'm okay now.

Sorry, Mike.

Can I go to the-
- Yeah.

I've had enough too.

- No, no, I mean, can I
go to the ladies' room?

Will you go pick Stevie up?

The pinball machines.

And I'll see you at the car.

- All right.

Just don't be too long.

- Hello?

Yes, I need help.

No.

Where are you?

Uh-huh, okay, I've got that.

No, we can get a cab, uh-huh.

- Mom, look!

- Come on.

Come on!

- Susannah!

Susannah!

- Come on, honey!

- Susannah!

Damn it.

- Hold my hand.

- Susannah?

Come on in.

- Oh, the taxi driver, I...

I'm sorry I don't have enough money.

- It's okay.

Bev, do you have some
money to pay the cab?

- Yeah.

- Come on in.

Hi there, how you doing?

You're safe now.

I'm glad you got here.

You okay?

Good.

I just wanna show you around a little bit.

The former
FBI agent in charge

of the field office in
Jackson, Mississippi,

has denied that some state
governments were FBI-

- You hungry?

Would you like something
to drink or something, hmm?

This is the kitchen right in here.

So if you guys want
something to eat later,

you can just come down here, okay?

All right, let me show
you where your room is

where you'll both be staying.

Just right up the stairs here.

The two of you can get some rest, okay?

All right?

- Hmm.

- Hi mom.

- Oh, hi.

Come here.

How are you, Stephen?

- I'm fine, mom.

Boy, did you sleep.

12 and a...

No, 13 hours and 15 minutes.

Wow!

- Wow is right.

But are you really okay?

What have you been doing?

- I'm fine, mom, really.

That woman and me just
go back from the library,

and I got this card

and told me that's the place to go,

if dad ever starts hitting you again.

- You knew.

- Come on, I'll show you
where the breakfast stuff is.

- Breakfast.

Must be the middle of the afternoon.

- It's still breakfast time for you.

- You know, when I first
came here 10 days ago,

it was right after I...

I was just really scared.

Now, this place is just like home to me.

Home, what am I saying?

- I just don't know why.

Why does he wanna hurt me?

You'd think when he saw my
bruises, and the way I feel,

you'd think he'd feel sorry for me.

Instead, he hits me again.

I just don't understand it.

I guess I'm just not cutting it.

- Even when he'd lock me in the house,

and I couldn't get out,

he'd swear I was having other men.

He was crazy jealous right from the start.

Um, I used to figure
that means he loves me,

but then,

oh my God!

- He knows everything about me.

I guess I just can't imagine
ever being without him.

Oh man.

Why does life have to be so messed up?

- So then the judge asked me

if I've slept with him since the beating.

And I said, "Of course I did.

What am I gonna do?"

Then the judge says, believe this,

that legally that meant I forgave him

for everything he'd done.

- Sometimes I'd lay
awake at night figuring

how am I gonna kill him,
so no one knows it was me.

And then I'd think, "Dear
God, I'm sicker than he is.

I wanna kill him in cold
blood, and I'm stone sober."

You see, he only beats the
hell out of me when he's drunk.

So one night, one night it happens again,

and I start screaming, and I say,

"I'll kill myself now
if you don't stop it."

You know what he did?

He took me to a mental institution,

and they locked me up for two weeks

until they said that I was
healthy enough to go back to him.

- Well, it's good she can talk about it.

Well, it's easy to talk about it here.

Della, I still don't
know what I'm gonna do.

I've been here two weeks,
and I'm scared to go back,

and I'm scared of being alone.

Well, at least at home I
know how to manage and all.

- I think I know what you mean, Ginny.

I've been reading that women

who've been married a long
time sort of lose their muscle.

I mean, I think, well, perhaps,
we've lost our self-esteem.

- Why can't you just say what you mean?

- What?

- I think this, perhaps that.

He beat you, didn't he?

- Well, would I be here if he didn't?

- Look, I asked you a question.

Can't you just say yes or no?

Stop pussyfooting around
being so damn helpful.

What are you gonna do?

- I don't know.

I'm sorry, Ginny.

- I'm sorry too, I don't know.

Bull!

- I don't have to take this.

I don't have to put up with this.

Nothing.

- What?

- I really don't.

Listen, I don't have to take
anyone else's garbage anymore,

and that includes you, Ginny.

I don't care if you are
young and Black and pregnant.

Don't try to make me responsible for it.

- Oh, please.

- Now, you shut up and listen.

I don't know what I'm gonna do.

I don't even know how I'm supposed to act.

Who cares how I'm supposed to act!

I'll do what I have to do

to get out of this mess
when I'm ready to do it.

And in the meantime, I
don't need any little snot,

any vicious snot attacking and-

- Well, I'll be, you
got feelings after all.

- You're right damn right I do.

- I guess I was taking mine out on you.

- Well, you just watch your
step around me from now on.

- You got it.

But there's one thing else I'm gonna do.

- It's like I take a drink

knowing darn well you wouldn't like it.

I think I'm over that now, I am.

I'm working on me, and it feels good.

It does.

It's gonna be okay.

It really is.

And it's not like I'm on the wagon.

I'm on the program, and
I'm gonna stay there

no matter what happens
between you and me, babe.

You know, talk about scared.

That first night at AA was
one of the hardest things

I ever had to do in my life.

You know, it's not easy.

It's been hard, real hard

facing who I am and
what I'm doing to myself

and to the people I love.

It's not an easy thing to face.

- But Andy, we still gotta talk about...

- Go ahead.

- About you beating me.

- Yes, I, I beat you.

And I've never really
been honest about that

no more than I have
been about the drinking.

You see, Gin, I never beat
you 'cause I was drunk.

I'd get drunk so that I could
do it and not cop to it.

But I swear

if I ever hit you, or push you,

or anything like that,

I'll move out, and I'll support
you and the kids, I will.

But Gin, please believe
what I'm trying to say

and what I really feel.

- You mean you negotiated
a deal with your husband?

- Something like that.

- What'd you end up promising?

- Just to be my own wonderful self.

No, actually, it was a lot of things.

You know, like no more playing dumb

so that Andy would do things for me,

'cause that really used to make him mad.

- What if he doesn't keep his promise?

- Then I take the kids
and I leave him for good.

I could do it now.

I could really make it.

And besides that, I'm no whipping boy.

Uh, woman.

- There it is!

- I'm happy for you.

- Thanks, Suze.

Hey, listen, I'm gonna pray
for you that it works out,

whatever way you decide.

- Hello, Mike.

Fine.

Listen, can we...

I think we should talk.

- Mr.
Hawkes, your wife is here.

- Send her in please.

Hi.

You look good.

- Feel good.

- How's Stevie?

- Well, there are a lot
of kids at the refuge,

and so you know him.

- Yeah.

Would you like some lunch?

I can take the afternoon off.

- No, thanks.

I just wanna talk to you.

- Okay.

- I've practiced saying this.

It still comes out like a cliche.

- You want a separation?

- No, I want a divorce.

- A...

Just like that, no discussion?

- That's right.

- What are you doing to us?

10 years, 10 good years out the window?

- If that's how you wanna look at it.

- If you mean this, it'll
mean a custody fight.

I don't think you wanna
drag Stevie through that.

- I don't think you want your colleagues

to know you beat your wife.

- Fighting dirty, huh?

- No, just fighting.

Is that what
they teach you at the refuge?

- There's really no point continuing this.

- Uh, Susannah, wait.

Susannah, please.

Look, uh.

I'll do anything to set us right.

I'll go back into therapy.

- Like you did before,
three or four sessions,

and then as soon as it
gets too close for comfort-

- No, I'll go all the way,
if that'll make you happy.

- Sure, it would but-

- Susie, it'll never
happen again, I swear it.

- I'm not coming back, Michael.

- What'll you do?

It isn't easy being alone out there.

- But I've got to try.

- Susie, I can make-

- Mike, will you just
listen to me for once?

I'm not proud of what I
became in this marriage,

hiding my feelings.

Even from myself.

Hustling around trying
to be indispensable.

Afraid most of the time
long before you ever hit me.

I have got to go on from here.

- Why am I afraid?