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[♪]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

DRIVER [OVER PA]: Englewood. Englewood.

Anyone for Englewood.

[RUSTLING]

MAN: Hello.

Mrs. Arbus?

That's right.

I'm Jack Henry.

Welcome to Camp Venus.

It's terrific to be here.

Come on in.

Thank you.

I don't wanna be any bother.

O-oh, no. Not at all.

We're delighted to have a photographer here.

It's simply--

In order to get permission, you must take them off.

[CHUCKLES]

No one ever mentioned that.

And there are two rules.

Yes? JACK: The first one is...

no erections.

Oh. Well--

[ALL LAUGH]

And no staring.

I'm sorry.

go ahead and disrobe, Ms. Arbus.

We're used to it.

Aren't we, Jack? Mm.

DIANE: To tell you the truth,

I need a moment to myself, if that's all right.

I understand.

We'll leave you alone.

Oh.

How pretty.

Belonged to a friend.

Mm.

[DOOR CLOSES]

[♪]

MAN: Okay, boys, let's move 'em in.

MAN: Jimmy, get in the back.

JIMMY: Okay, boss.

[SIGHS]

Grandma and Grandpa are here.

Thank you, Gracie.

Welcome to the Allan Arbus Family Photo Studio,

run by my son-in-law, Allan-- My talented son-in-law, Allan.

DIANE'S FATHER: --and his number one assistant, my daughter Diane.

This also happens to be their home.

So it's a real family business.

We hope you'll all become part of our family.

[BELL RINGS]

Look! Mommy, look!

DIANE'S FATHER: Macy's, Bergdorf's

and all the other great stores across town.

Hello, Diane.

[THUD & RATTLE]

[DIANE SIGHS]

There must be someone moving in upstairs.

Clearly.

There was no way for me to know

this would happen tonight, Mother.

Diane, we're holding the show here this year

to help you and your family out.

I know. We're grateful.

Where did you get that dress?

Well, uh-- You gave it to me, Mother.

I gave it to you last year.

[THUD, RATTLE]

[GENTLE JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

In the living room, please, Merta.

MERTA: Yes, Mrs. Arbus.

[SIGHS]

[BUZZER BUZZING]

[DOOR OPENS]

Easy, Jim.

Easy.

There we go. Hang on.

Hang on, hang on. Set it down.

You got it?

You okay? All right.

MAN: Keep going, boys, all the way to the top.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[PLAYING CALM MELODY]

Diane.

Not now. Come on.

[ALLAN CHUCKLES]

Here, let me help you with that, Rose.

[WHISPERS] Your father's already driving me nuts.

I know it.

MAN: He wanted to trim it with monkey.

WOMAN: A monkey? MAN: I said no.

[GLASS CLINKING]

DIANE'S FATHER: To all the greatest fur buyers in America,

my wife Gertrude and I welcome you

to my daughter's home.

Thank you all for coming.

She's really something.

DIANE'S FATHER: Thank you all

for taking the time to join us this evening.

As you know, for the past 30 years,

Russeks has been the biggest buyer of pelts

and producers of fur garments in the world.

you all don't want to let only New York ladies

have the luxury of world-class furs.

I need gloves. Like this? Yeah.

Now, do we?

MAN: Course not. No.

So without further ado... Finally!

...ladies and gentlemen, observe the fox.

[TRIO PLAYING ELEGANT MELODY]

DIANE'S FATHER: Stealthy, luxurious,

the colors of autumn.

Each individual coat

truly a thing of beauty.

Lustrous, dark-hued, naturally cloud-soft.

Crafted with the distinctive flair

and elegant styling

that women of discriminating taste have come to expect

from Russeks' furs.

And the leopard. [CROWD OOHS]

The spotted and graceful dancer of the jungle.

Notice the matching hat, purse, mirror, and cosmetic case.

This prestigious ensemble will be the cornerstone

of our fall advertising campaign,

to be photographed, of course,

by the Allan Arbus Family Photo Studio,

which later we'll all take the tour of.

There really isn't an occasion when you can't wear leopard.

[♪]

DIANE'S FATHER: Friends, prepare yourselves

for the unbearably soft appeal of chinchilla.

[CROWD OOHS]

The silkiest

and most sensual fur that money can buy.

Uh, get me the Hasselblad with the wide-angle.

DIANE'S FATHER: This delicate fur...

Excuse me.

DIANE'S FATHER: And certainly...

MAN: All set, Charlie.

MAN 2: Got everything?

MAN: That's it.

Good luck to you.

[ENGINE STARTS]

[COUGHING]

[INHALES]

[♪]

[DOOR OPENS]

ALLAN: Diane?

You got it?

What? The Hasselblad.

Yes, yes.

I'm sorry. Come on.

DIANE'S FATHER: Let's go upstairs for the studio tour,

take a look at the wonderful work my son-in-law's doing.

DIANE: Vogue, Harper's Bazaar, Seventeen.

My husband has-- Has shot campaigns

for Chock full of Nuts, Sunbeam

But his-- His main focus for the past 10 years

has been the daily new Russeks' ads

for my father's world-renowned store

that run in The New York Times.

May I ask, uh, what do you photograph, Diane?

Me? Um. Oh, no, I'm-- I'm not the photographer.

No, my husband is.

But, uh, what do you do?

Um...

Well, I...

I take light readings, and I, uh-- I iron clothes.

I-- I, um...

I provide straws for the models

so that their lipstick doesn't smudge,

I accessorize their clothes. I rearrange their hair.

I...

It's not-- Not that much.

uh, do you have any fashion tips for a friend?

Um, as a matter of fact, yes, yes, I do.

One's, um...

One's nails should, um--

Sh-should only be slightly longer

than the pads of-- Of one's...

One's fingertips, and, um...

For chrissake, what now?

[LAUGHS]

Excuse me, I...

Are you all right? I'm sorry.

[CROWD MURMURING]

Everyone,

dessert is served downstairs in the living room.

Diane?

[EXHALES SHARPLY]

Uh...

I'm okay, Allan. I'm sorry.

Just need a moment. Okay?

Are you sure?

Yes.

Okay.

Thank you.

[SIGHS]

[♪]

[PANTING]

Diane?

[SIGHS]

Maybe you should take some time off.

I could hire an assistant.

[SIGHS]

I bought you that square-format camera 10 years ago,

you haven't even used it, Diane.

Maybe you could take a class.

Is that your secret?

Yes.

I'm not gonna leave you during the day.

What's yours?

Come on, tell me. What's your secret?

I unbuttoned my dress on the porch tonight.

[CHUCKLES] What?

Allan, I...

I don't wanna be like that.

I'm your wife, I shouldn't do that.

Dee...

You know that I think you're brilliant.

No, you think I'm strange.

No. That I can't be normal.

I never said that.

Even our own children think I'm strange.

I love you.

I love you.

[MOANING]

[LAUGHS]

Good night, sweetheart.

Good night.

[PIANO PLAYING DELICATE MELODY IN DISTANCE]

[MUSIC INCREASES IN VOLUME]

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

[♪]

What do you think?

DIANE: I don't know.

I don't know. It's all so predictable.

You know we have the golf course in about 20 minutes.

With swimsuits and puppies.

The client's gonna love it.

Mm-hm.

GRACE: Mother?

Go ahead, take it.

Okay.

What is it, Grace?

There's something wrong with the plumbing.

[GRUNTING]

I need you to turn off the main water valve, the big one,

and bring me Daddy's tool kit and a bucket.

You're a good girl. Okay, Mom.

[PIPES GROAN]

[CREAKING]

[GROANING]

[♪]

[GRUNTING]

Mm.

Oh.

Uh, Grace, tissue.

Trash.

GRACE: Oh, yuck.

Oh!

GRACE: Ew.

[PIPES RATTLING]

What was that?

It's nothing.

Okay, Gracie, let's go.

MAN: Taxi!

[CALM JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING OVER INTERCOM]

[MUSIC STOPS]

[BUZZING]

MAN: Yes?

Are you washing a dog?

Excuse me?

Do you have a large dog?

A dog?

Your dog's hair is in my pipes.

It's causing problems with the plumbing.

Perhaps you should check the basement...

Diane.

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

[♪]

[GASPS]

Hello.

Are you a new neighbor?

I'm a friend of Lionel's.

Lionel?

The man who lives upstairs?

Oh, I'm sorry, I'll, uh...

get out of your way.

[♪]

[FOOTSTEPS DESCENDING STAIRS]

Time to sleep now, Gracie.

Okay, Mom.

Mm.

[♪]

[WHISPERS] Allan.

[♪]

[BABY CRYING]

MAN: Jesus Christ! What is that?!

You knocked that over twice already!

Don't do that!

[♪]

[GASPS]

[GASPS]

MAN: I fixed my drain for you.

Uh...

Thank you.

You still think I have a dog?

I have 10 dogs.

I don't think you have a dog.

I haven't seen any dogs going up the stairs.

I'm...not feeling very well right now.

I can't find my rabbit.

Oh, okay.

Then I'll, uh-- I'll-- I'll come back later.

Hm.

[LOCKS CLICK]

You saw me...

the night I moved in, remember?

Yes.

I definitely saw you.

You trying to seduce me, Diane?

No.

No. No?

Is that why you came up here in the middle of the night?

I, um...

Well, I would like to, uh...

I'd like to take a portrait of you and your--

Your wife.

I don't have a wife.

Well, then I would like

to take a portrait of you, just you.

When?

Now.

[COUGHS]

It's not a good time for me.

[COUGHING]

Come back tomorrow night at 9.

Tomorrow?

Okay.

Do you have trouble sleeping, Diane?

Actually,

it's "Dee-ann."

Why would you want to take a portrait

of someone you've never seen, Diane?

Most nights I have trouble sleeping.

Did you get the key?

The key?

Diane, come back tomorrow night at 9.

[♪]

[ALLAN GRUNTS]

[CLEARS THROAT]

Hey, watch it, Vern.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[CHUCKLES] I forgot something.

WOMAN: Looks like gin rummy.

[DOG GROWLS]

Don't you bother Donald, now, you keep still for Mummy.

MAN: Oh, what a good boy.

They're adorable, aren't they?

WOMAN 2: And such beautiful coats.

[DOG BARKS]

[CALM MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKER]

I'll be to bed soon, darling.

I...

I thought I'd go for a walk.

Okay.

Be careful.

[♪]

[DOOR CREAKING]

[FERRETS SQUEAKING]

DIANE: Lionel?

Hello?

Hello?

[DOOR CLOSES]

Lionel?

[SWITCH CLICKS]

[FILM PROJECTOR WHIRRING]

[GROWLING]

MAN: Do not go near him, ladies and gentlemen.

He has taken lives already.

in captivity, we have the upper hand.

But isn't Lionel a good doggy?

[LIONEL BARKING]

[ALL SHOUTING, LAUGHING]

[WHIMPERING]

[BARKS]

[KETTLE WHISTLING]

[WHISTLING STOPS]

DIANE: "Diane, pour the water in the teapot.

Let it steep. Drink a cup."

Drink a cup.

[THUNDER RUMBLES IN DISTANCE]

[♪]

[SWITCH SNAPS]

[GASPS]

Turn around.

Don't look at me.

Um...

Turn...around.

Take off your camera.

Just put it on the table.

Please close your eyes now.

I only wanna take your portrait.

Diane...

please close your eyes.

Step back from the window.

Are your eyes closed?

Yes.

Don't turn around. Keep your eyes closed.

And please disrobe.

You can keep your undergarments on if you like.

The bath is getting cold.

I don't want to.

[♪]

I think I should go.

I'm sorry.

Hello.

Take anything in your tea?

[CREAKING]

LIONEL: Now, tell me something.

Tell me something about yourself.

Are you rich?

You look rich.

My parents are.

So you were a spoiled child?

Did you eat caviar? Did you have servants?

Yes.

What were their names?

Scott was my chauffeur,

Gisela was my German nanny,

and Catherine was my French nanny.

Did you ever show your nanny your tits?

[GASPS]

Now, when you were a teenager

there must have been a doorman

you made love to in the basement, [SNICKERS]

or a chauffeur, a gardener, a elevator man?

Did you ever give him a blowjob on the way down to the lobby?

No. No?

Did he want you to?

Oh.

Well, did he?

Probably. Mm-hm.

How could you tell?

I...

He used to stop the elevator between floors.

And?

And stare at me.

Did you like that?

It terrified me.

Of course, but...

But did you like it?

One time I showed him my underwear.

So? Then I'm right.

Chauffeured girls don't expose themselves.

They don't show their tits.

I don't know. Do they? You tell me.

[DISHES CLATTERING] LIONEL: Ah.

Where have you been hiding?

I suppose I did.

I exposed myself.

Till my father caught me.

Where did this occur?

In the bathroom. To whom?

To the neighbors.

I would touch myself in front of the window.

LIONEL: Really?

Did you ever see anyone watching?

I saw you...

through my window.

And right away I wanted to come into your home.

And when you were young,

did anyone like me ever come to your house?

There was a little boy.

He, uh-- He had...

He had a purple birthmark across his face.

I saw him in the park, and I...

I followed him all the way to his front door in the Bronx.

But he disappeared before I could...

Shortly after that,

I dropped doing that sort of thing.

And I planned on going so many places.

Where?

All sorts of places, everywhere.

Where? Tell me.

A doll hospital...

the city morgue...

the insane asylum...

dumps, flophouses, everywhere, I...

And instead I was my husband's assistant.

Join me?

Would you like to take off your slippers?

Wanna step in?

My condition is called hypertrichosis.

When I was a teenager, I woke up every morning at 5 a.m.

to shave every part of me that stuck out from my clothing.

Grew back so quickly it was hardly worth the effort.

Besides, it made me prickly.

Would you please close your eyes again?

Can I trust you to keep them closed?

Yes.

Well, just in case,

put this on.

[WATER SPLASHING]

[♪]

Do you like to go swimming?

Yes.

[♪]

LIONEL: Did you get the key?

[FOOTSTEPS ECHOING]

[LOCK CLICKS]

[FILM PROJECTOR WHIRRING]

[CHILDREN YELLING, LAUGHING]

That little boy...

was so beautiful.

[FOOTSTEPS]

Have a cookie.

GIRL: I must be brave.

I must be brave.

[SIGHS]

[QUIETLY] Twenty,

19.

[GASPS] Oh, my God!

Good morning.

I'd better go.

Sleep all right?

Lint brush.

Thank you. Mm.

Will you come back?

Do you want me to?

You still need to take my portrait.

[♪]

DIANE: Tell me a secret.

Hm.

I wanna live in a big house someday.

Out of the city.

With a big backyard and a dog.

Leaving Manhattan gives me hives.

[CHUCKLES]

Tell me another secret.

ALLAN: I actually, uh, had a dream

that we were gonna have another baby.

DIANE: A baby?

Huh.

ALLAN: Now it's your turn. What's your secret?

I think I'm ready to take some time off from the business.

ALLAN: Really?

What are you gonna do instead?

DIANE: I'd like to take some photographs...

of my own.

Of what?

I don't know, uh...

Our neighbors.

ALLAN: Good. Yeah.

I think that sounds great.

Allan?

Is it okay?

Sweetheart, it's wonderful.

[DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE]

[♪]

Thanks, sweetheart.

Where you going?

Just up to the neighbors. I, uh--

I thought I'd try Mrs. Rebushong first.

Eat your broccoli, Sophie.

[FOOTSTEPS]

[♪]

[DIANE CHUCKLES]

Who is she?

She... Mm-hm?

...is, uh, Althea.

Ah.

Mm.

Uh...

She's a--

An admirer.

An admirer?

Yes.

Who does she admire?

Uh...

At me, I guess.

Why isn't she your girlfriend?

Well...

...she doesn't touch me.

[CHUCKLES]

[SHUTTER CLICKS]

[♪]

[SIGHS]

Goddamn it.

[BELL RINGS]

[RINGING]

Hey.

I'm here.

[MACHINE WHEEZING]

Lionel?

DIANE: Lionel?

I'm here for the picture.

I'll be right there.

Hi.

Take off your camera.

We're going out.

Now?

Come on.

[GIRLS CHATTERING]

GIRL: Ready or not, here I come.

GIRL: Come out, come out, wherever you are.

GIRL 2: Okay, let's play again.

[♪]

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Scarlett. Lionel.

[LIONEL LAUGHS] SCARLETT: Great to see you.

LIONEL: Brought a wig and a friend.

Come on.

[MELLOW MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKER]

[WHISPERING] That's a good boy.

You're a good boy.

That's it.

You're doing really, really good.

Would you like to get a bite to eat?

Now? Mm.

I don't wanna go anywhere now.

This is terrific.

Mm.

Look at his socks.

I thought you might enjoy it.

MAN: Thank you for coming.

LIONEL: José, you know it's my pleasure.

You know, the-- The fire left her with no hair.

Yes, well, you know, this is close to her natural color.

Oh, you're a genius.

Let's give it a try, huh?

It's a wonderful thing. Extraordinary.

Anytime, sincerely.

[JOSE & LIONEL TALKING INDISTINCTLY]

[♪]

Oh...

[WHISPERS] My mother made me swear I'd go through life

without ever seeing a dead person.

[BREEZY JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKER]

I like it.

It's not catching.

Elliot Eldemeyer told all the kids in my school it was.

[GASPS] It's genetic, of course.

Do you know what you look like without it?

Without the hair? Mm-hm.

I have no idea.

[CHUCKLES]

Mrs. Arbus.

[LOCK CLICKS]

[PANTING] [DOOR CLOSES]

Oh, Allan.

I'm sorry, I...

[SIGHS]

[SIGHS]

Did you have fun?

Oh, Allan...

[MOANS]

[MOANS]

[BOTH MOANING]

Oh, that feels good.

[GASPS]

[BOTH PANTING]

Does that feel good?

Yes.

What do you like about it?

[PANTING] It scares me.

I love you.

[BOTH MOANING]

[♪]

[DOOR OPENS]

DIANE: Lionel?

What's that?

I'd like to meet your husband.

What kind of Scotch is this?

Uh, that is... Macallan.

Mm. Eighteen years, I think.

Good stuff. Like it.

Well, good.

Mm.

[KNIFE CHOPPING]

It's actually a gift from Diane's father.

The fur man.

WOMAN [ON TV]: Had to take a lie-detector test, it was awful.

MAN: You didn't have to take it. What'd you tell 'em?

WOMAN: Nothing important.

MAN: Yeah, well, it's just as well.

Guess they would have got suspicious if you had refused.

What'd they ask you?

Oh. If I had a boyfriend.

MAN: Well?

WOMAN: Told 'em I didn't.

MAN: Thattagirl, thattagirl.

WOMAN: I'd only do it for you, Frank.

FRANK: It'll be all right, you'll see.

And when we're married, we're going to forget all this.

Promise.

FRANK: Yeah, sure.

[♪]

LIONEL: Sophie.

[DOOR CREAKING]

Sophie Arbus...

[SCREAMS]

[BOTH SCREAMING]

[ROARING]

[GIRL GIGGLING]

[SOPHIE TALKING INDISTINCTLY]

GIRL: Purple and pink.

[LIONEL SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

Whoo.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

DIANE: Lionel.

[DIANE LAUGHS]

This is another one for you.

Excellent work, Sophie. Thank you, Soph.

SOPHIE: Yeah, but he likes me more.

GIRL: Does not. SOPHIE: Does too.

GIRL: He does not.

[SHUTTER CLICKING]

LIONEL: "It's all very well to say, 'Drink me,'

"but the wise, little Alice was not going to do that.

[HIGH VOICE] "'No, I'll look first,' she said

"and see whether it's marked "poison" or not.'

[NORMAL VOICE] "For she had read several stories

"about children who had gotten burnt

and eaten by wild beasts."

Hi.

Are you ready to go?

Mm-hm.

Are you coming back?

Of course.

DIANE: Sleep tight.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[BAND PLAYING FESTIVE MUSIC]

[CROWD CHEERING]

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

MAN: You're a flirt.

MAN 2: I like it, I like it, I like it.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[MAN LAUGHS]

MAN 3: I don't think this--

MAN 4: Yes!

That's good, that's good. Did you like me in that show?

MAN: You are such a bad girl.

What is this?

Oh.

That's my tit, darling.

Oh. Let me show you.

Oh.

MAN: Like 'em?

Lionel is just the greatest, isn't he?

Mm.

He is.

♪ Every day for breakfast ♪

♪ There's a dish Of scrambled stars ♪

♪ And for luncheon You'll be munchin' ♪

♪ Rainbow candy bars ♪

♪ You'll be livin' Ä la mode ♪

♪ On Jupiter or Mars ♪

♪ On a dreamer's holiday ♪

MAN: Sing it, Andy.

♪ Make it a long vacation ♪

[MAN WHISTLING]

♪ Time, there is plenty of ♪

♪ You need no reservation ♪

♪ Just bring along The one you love ♪

WOMAN: Take me! [CROWD LAUGHS]

LIONEL: No, it's true. I wrote about...

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

MAN: Cheers, baby.

[DIANE GIGGLES]

If you don't mind me asking...

...why did you drop the key down?

You looked like you needed to come up to my place.

Have you ever met a woman who was also like you?

Sure, it was like white on rice.

[SIGHS]

More libations?

So you preferred other women?

Well, I was... I was always...

Always looking.

What were you looking for?

A real...freak.

[♪]

Medium, Shorty? Medium, yeah.

When did you do these?

LIONEL: 1949.

One of many exciting humiliations.

Were you the best performer at Hubert's?

That was the Albanian contortionist,

but I was the biggest attraction.

DIANE: Can I ask you a question?

Please.

Where is your favorite place to go?

The ocean.

Then why haven't we been?

We will.

Is that the tooth fairy?

[WHISPERS] It's Mommy.

My tooth came out.

Daddy was here.

Oh, Sophie, I...

I'm sorry I missed it, I...

It hurt.

I'm sorry.

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

WOMAN: I studied photography in college at Bryn Mawr.

But I also love fashion

and advertising.

Great. Um...

my wife used to be my assistant.

Oh. And, uh, what does she do now?

Hello.

This is Diane.

Are you the new assistant?

I hope so. Heh.

[CHUCKLES]

DIANE: Oh.

[BUZZER BUZZING IN DISTANCE]

[LIONEL COUGHING]

All the way up, doctor.

[♪]

[SNIFFS]

[MACHINE WHEEZING]

[CLATTER]

[WHISPERS] Hey.

Hey.

[♪]

[FOOTSTEPS]

LIONEL: Come on.

LIONEL: Careful, careful.

Hello. Hi.

Welcome.

Just through here.

MAN: Lovely place.

[LAUGHS] Thank you for coming.

LIONEL: Careful there, Shorty.

DIANE: Nice to see you again.

Hello. So good to have you.

Wonderful, yes.

Lionel. Allan.

Sophie, Grace,

this is Hank.

Gracie, Hank would like to see your room.

You are so embarrassing.

Sophie, why don't you show Hank

your collection of dolls' eyes? Okay.

ALLAN: How are the portraits coming? I haven't seen any yet.

Slowly.

DIANE: Aren't they neat, Hank?

Slowly, but... they're coming.

[BOTH GIGGLING]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

MAN: You're going down, Lionel.

Oh, Satch, what do you got?

I got you this time, pal.

Satch has not much. But a full house!

Honestly, I can't believe myself.

GRACE: It's a cocktail party.

My mother says I'm supposed to be brave,

whatever that means.

All dead bodies are cold.

Thank you. Something to eat?

Little salmon, Scarlett?

Is there anything else I can get you?

No, I'm good.

Drinks.

Look, um,

I'm sorry, but I can't stay.

Some of your father's clients are in from Chicago, and...

but I really should meet up with them for a drink.

Allan.

I wanted you to be--

To what, Diane?

Well, I need to keep the business going, you know?

I know, right.

Right.

Just...

Come with me.

Let 'em find their own drinks.

No, I can't do that.

Okay.

[WHISPERS] I-- I gotta go.

[WHEEZING]

[♪]

Dee?

Are you coming?

[COUGHING]

I don't know! Oh, never mind.

DIANE: Mother, Father,

this is my friend, Mr. Lionel Sweeney.

What a pleasure it is to meet you both.

How do you do?

[INDISTINCT CHATTER, GLASS CLINKING]

Excuse me, everyone.

Um, shall we have a toast?

GERTRUDE: Yes, do that. [WOMAN CHUCKLES]

MAN: Come on, Allan.

ALLAN: Well...

Uh...

I remember the first time I saw her.

She was dressed all in black,

and, uh, her hair was so thick,

and it went all the way past her shoulders

down to her waist.

She was only 15.

DIANE: Sixteen. Fifteen.

[WOMAN CHUCKLES]

You were the most...

stunning...

inexplicable creature I'd ever seen.

It was August 12th...

Sheep's Meadow.

She kept moving back and forth

as if she was dancing or something,

but that was just the way she moved back then.

I couldn't take my eyes off you.

I still can't take my eyes off you.

[WHISPERS] Allan.

Happy birthday, Diane.

ALL: Happy birthday.

MAN: Cheers. MAN 2: Hear, hear.

Thank you. Yeah.

ALL: Awww.

[APPLAUSE]

[CHEERFUL MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKER]

So, Lionel, you're Diane's first project all on her own.

a little extra art project, a photo study of your neighbors.

Yes, sort of.

Why don't you be a little portrait photographer?

You've already got the studio. People could just drop by.

Well, Mother, maybe I will.

I mean, real art hangs in museums, doesn't it?

You know, I'm on the board at the Metropolitan.

We know, Mother.

Love to see what you've done.

DIANE: Well, I'm...

I'm not ready to show anything to anybody yet.

ALLAN: It's true.

She hasn't even shown me yet.

Allan, I told you I will. When I'm ready.

[EXHALES]

[LIONEL COUGHING]

[INHALES SHARPLY]

What is it?

Oh, every month or so, I'm...

able to breath about 5 percent less.

My lungs are disintegrating.

It's getting harder and harder for me to breathe...deeply.

In a matter of months,

I'll drown without even swimming

because there'll be nothing left

of my lungs.

[♪]

[WHISPERS] You're not dying.

Yes. I am.

No. You're not.

[DOOR OPENS]

Come on.

[COUGHING]

[LIONEL COUGHING LOUDLY]

You've kissed him.

No.

No, Allan. No, I haven't.

It doesn't matter if you have or you haven't.

No.

Allan, he's dying.

[CHUCKLES]

That makes it even more special.

What'll happen after he dies?

You encouraged me to do this.

I encouraged you

to take a few fucking pictures.

You want me to just watch my family fall apart?

Am I supposed to do all the studio work,

run the business, buy the food,

be the fucking tooth fairy?

Am I supposed to take care of the kids all alone?

What's next? Are we gonna house the circus

when it comes through town? I...

I don't know.

[WHISPERS] I'm just a normal guy.

You know?

Now I got a hole in my ceiling

and fucking freaks coming through it.

He's going to die anyway, Diane.

ALLAN [MUTTERING]: Goddamn it.

[SIGHS]

Okay.

[WHISPERS] I'll end it.

[♪]

[LOCKS CLICK]

[WATER RUNNING]

Close the door.

I need you to help me.

Lionel, I...

Take it off.

Go on.

[♪]

Keep the brush away from that.

[LIONEL GASPS]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Uh, let's go back to shaving.

[EXHALES]

[SCISSORS SNIPPING]

You girls go on to bed.

Daddy, come on.

No.

Why can't we see?

[SWITCH CLICKS]

[♪]

[WATER RUNNING]

[♪]

[DIANE MOANS]

[MOANS]

[GASPS]

[EXHALES]

[MOANS]

[PANTING]

[PANTING]

[MOANS]

[COUGHING]

[WHEEZES]

[COUGHING]

[BLOWING]

What are they?

Let's go make breakfast.

I, uh...

blew this up for you.

Why did you want me to shave you?

Hm?

Why?

So I could swim out further.

Swim out?

Yes.

What are you saying?

And I want you with me.

What? Diane.

What are you talking about?

You want me to watch you die?

I want you with me. You--

That's all.

But is this what you did?

Made me fall in love with you to watch you?

I don't see it that way at all.

[WHISPERS] I love you.

[SIGHS]

I never took your portrait.

[♪]

[BIRD CHIRPS]

[SHUTTER CLICKS]

[♪]

[WAVE CRASHES]

[EXHALES]

[GASPS]

[EXHALES]

[KEYS JINGLING]

[EXHALES]

[♪]

[GROANS]

[GASPS]

[EXHALES]

[SIGHS]

Thank you.

[WATER SPLASHING]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Lionel wanted you to have this.

Oh.

[♪]

[INHALING]

I'll see you soon.

Thank you.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

See you later. Okay.

Hi.

Hi.

You mind if I sit here?

No.

Are you gonna take my picture?

No.

Not yet.

Why don't you tell me a secret?

A secret?

Yes.

How 'bout you tell me one first?

Okay.

[♪]