All language subtitles for Desert Hearts (1985) 1080p.en

.. The New York Super Chief,
with service from Salt Lake,

Denver, Kansas City and points east,

is now arriving on track one.

Beg your pardon.

Passengers continuing on the Super Chief,

with service to Sacramento and Oakland,

should now be on board.

- Can I help you, miss?
- Please.

- I'll bring those right out for you.
- Thank you.

Professor Bell?

- Call me Vivian.
- Welcome to Reno.

- Thank you.
- I'm down the street there, Quint.

- Right.
- Hey, Francie!

- Hey, Burnett.
- I've got space if you're filling up.

No such luck.

Well, you looking forward
to some good desert living?

Actually, I'm looking forward
to getting these shoes off.

God, it's awful when your dogs hurt.

That's the kindest thing
anyone's said to me in three days.

How long
were you married, honey?

Twelve years.

Oh, no, no.
We handle all gratuities.

Quint!

That's the lucky one.

Sure could have
used it last night.

Ouch.

See you in six weeks, ma'am.

Soon as we're out of this clatter,
you can tell me all about yourself.

I used to be a featured dancer
in that casino right over there.

A hundred years ago.

God!

You got any kids?

We were a professional couple.

Oh.

Yeah, my man was a professional too.

He was a prominent attorney here in town.

Went with a heart attack at 41.

I'm sorry.

- How long have you been alone?
- Oh, I'm not alone.

I got my boy with me.

My girl works right over there
at the Golden Ring.

Oh, God, she's got Glen's wild streak
runnin' right through her.

I've always lived in the city.

I won't know what to do
with all this space.

I think of it as God's backyard.

Just sit back
and let it clean out the impurities.

- And the heat?
- Lots of iced tea and no deep thinking.

I'll buy that.

Oh, brother.

- What are you doin' up at this hour?
- Things to do!

Professor Bell, Cay Rivers.

How do you do?

- Should I call you Professor?
- Vivian Bell.

Put that damn car in drive!

Jesus!

Three guesses who that was.

- Do you mind if I smoke?
- Sure don't.

Never would've tagged you for a smoker.

Can I be honest with you, Frances?

It's a dyin' art, so be my guest.

Things are...

a little bit shaky for me at the moment.

I appreciate your sharing that.

I really... can't face
being one of the gang right now.

Just leave it to me.

Thanks.

Hey, Walter, we're here!

Walter, shake hands
with Professor Vivian.

- Hi.
- Hello.

You're younger than I expected.

Well, I'm not sure that's a compliment,
but thank you, Walter.

Get the bags, Walter.

You're gonna love it here.

Well, here it is.

Nice, huh?

- It's lovely.
- Oh.

- Walter will take you to your room.
- Thank you.

- Bathroom's over there.
- Thank you.

What do you teach?

I teach English Literature
at Columbia University.

116th Street and Broadway,
New York, New York.

I know you'd like me to hang around
and give you a history of the ranch.

How did you guess, Walter?

Why didn't I stay at a hotel?

♪ If I feel it burn ♪

♪ I start to yearn ♪

♪ To hold you tight ♪

- Guess what, baby girl.
- What?

- I am engaged.
- Hey.

- Hey, babe.
- Isn't that a pretty sight?

Careful it don't blind you, now.

And...

I ain't pregnant either.

Well, hell.

Joe and I are settlin' down.
You and Darrell should follow suit.

Then we could go away together
on vacations.

Don't you know by now
it doesn't happen with Darrell?

I'm gettin' tired
of defending your reputation.

I'm used to people
talking behind my back.

But if you didn't accept who I am...

that would really be tough.

Hey.

You're the best.

And all the best people know it.

Here you go. Thank you.

Good luck. Thank you.

- Would you like to play that off, sir?
- Sherman.

All righty, Sherman.
Would you like to play that off?

Oh, I think I'd rather
play you off, honey.

Why don't you apologize
to the lady, buddy?

- I just -- Aah!
- Apologize, buddy.

Sorry.

- That makes two of us.
- Thanks.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

- Cup of tea?
- Oh, Frances.

- Do you have any bourbon?
- Sure do.

Matter of fact, I'll join you.

Wouldn't do you any harm
to have several.

It's the weather.

I've just about... read myself out.

Sounds like Cay.

She locks herself up
in that cottage of hers

and works until she drops.

- What does she work at?
- She sculpts.

Oh, God. Don't look at that stuff.

Lot of sentimental junk.
I've got no taste.

That's Glen. Cay's father.

I had Walter by him.

I'm not Cay's mother, you know.

I'm, uh --

I don't know what I am. I'm --

Not anything, really.
Just... a pair of hands...

and a familiar face.

Thank you.

Oh, God. Look at him.

Handsome as the day is long.

And married.

I lived with him for ten years.

Well, uh...

maybe I didn't get a bridal bouquet
to add to my collection over there,

but I had what I wanted.

I had a love of my own.

That's a beautiful song.

You had more than most people
dare hope for.

Oh.

Don't pay attention. I'm --

I just babble on.

I'm a silly woman.

I don't think you're a silly woman,
Frances.

Hi.

You and me should make
a raisin cream pie.

- I'm too depressed.
- In this air?

She'll be fine
when she's rid of that creep.

Larry's not a creep.

Any man who leaves a woman
for a model is a creep in my book.

I don't know which is worse,
a cheater or a hobby nut.

Well, at least you can
share a hobby, Lucille.

I suppose we'd all put in
for a new past if we could.

- Well, good morning.
- Good morning.

- I came down to stretch my legs.
- It's about time.

What have you been doing in that room
for the last five days?

Whatever it is,
it's too deep for us to understand.

Come on, sit down.
Join the girl talk. Come on.

We were discussing
sex versus marriage.

Well, I'm not an expert in either category,
so I'll excuse myself.

I hear you cultured types
go at it like banshees.

- Lucille!
- Is that true?

Well, actually banshees were
folklore women whose wailing foretold death.

Perhaps you meant to say monkeys.

Hey.

Well, I -- I gotta get started on my pie.

Lucille, would you drop Cay's mail
by the cottage for me?

I'll take it.

I'm going for a walk anyway.

You can just slip it under the door.

I mean, you don't have to knock.

- Good morning.
- Mornin'.

I was just passing by.

Thanks.

You wanna come in?

Oh, I'd love to, but you're busy.

Well, come on in anyway.

See if I can take it all in
in one polite glance.

Have a look around.

I can't do it if you're watching me.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Hello.

- Where's Cay?
- I'm here.

You can go back to sleep.

I'm sorry I wasn't alone.

Well, socializing wasn't
what I had in mind anyway.

How you get all that traffic
with no equipment is beyond me.

- Where you off to?
- Lawyer's appointment.

No sense in taking two cars.

- I wouldn't want to intrude.
- Who'd bring her back?

Oh, don't worry about it, Frances.
Hop out, Gwen.

You'd have the car for the day
and save me a trip.

Cay, I'm countin' on you
to drive like a lady. Hear?

Somebody used it for an ashtray.
Come on up front.

Long time no see, Miss Parker.

I'm handling it.

- Vivian, this is my friend Gwen.
- From the cottage.

Yes. Nice to see you again.

- Are you serious?
- About what?

Listening to this funeral music, for one.

- Do you know this piece, Vivian?
- Mm-hmm.

It's Prokofiev.
"A Suite for Three Oranges."

It's lovely, isn't it?

I better get to the record store
before they sell out.

Aw, come on, Gwen.
We all have a sensitive side.

I don't recall you
mentioning that last night.

- Thank you.
- You want me to wait?

I'm sure you have better things to do
than wait for me.

- Listen, I'm sorry about the ride in.
- You know what I'm here for.

- Why should I understand your friends?
- I'll leave the keys in the visor.

I have more important things to do
than think about how I'll get back.

Oh, but thanks anyway.

You're welcome.

It appears from the agreement
Dr. Bell's walking off with the whole store.

I've always supported myself.

Other than my books,
there's nothing I wanted.

- Is there a third party?
- No.

It's a rare woman
that wants out with no strings.

What are your grounds?

It's not that I haven't practiced this.

Well, lawyers ain't
the easiest folks to talk to.

- You enjoyin' the ranch?
- It's different.

Yeah, yeah.
They're one bunch of kooks out there.

Look, Mr. Warner, I am 35 years old.
I want an honest life.

I am leaving a decent marriage
to see if I can find one.

Not having children helps,
although our careers

served very much the same purpose,
binding us together for all those years.

We were very big on form.

The right friends,
the right prints on the wall.

I yearned for something
we couldn't analyze or reason away.

I want to be free of who I've been.

And your husband?

Martin would be content to have me
with him regardless of how I feel.

- He wouldn't contest the suit?
- No. No.

Well...

we better go with mental cruelty.

We have never treated each other
with anything but --

No, no, no, no.
It's just an umbrella term.

Nevada law prefers it.

A headache or two.

I mean, surely he refused to
visit the in-laws once in a while.

Mr. Warner,
I may spend the rest of my life alone.

I've made a very difficult decision,
and it wasn't based on a headache or two.

Ooh.

Martini time.
Would you have a drink with me?

Please go on.

Well, first thing I'm obliged
to advise my clients on

is not to leave the state
once residency is established.

A lot of folks like to run on down
to San Francisco for a hoot and a holler.

Don't misunderstand me, Mr. Warner.

But hell, that wouldn't apply
in this case, no.

No, I -- I trust we could
leave the keys with you anytime.

Thank you.

Okay, put your stuff in here.

Be sure to lock it.
And the change room is right in there.

Everybody, this is Joyce.

- Hi, Joyce!
- Hi.

I'm gonna leave you with the girls
and I'll see you out on the floor.

Okay.

Cay, I'd like to see you in my office.

Please.

- Oh, Darrell, where should I put the key?
- Oh, brother.

I'll show her where to put it.

Why, thank you, Silver.

Not real subtle, that one.

Cay?

Do you know how much I love you?

I start out wanting to express myself,
and then I just ruin it, don't I?

There's nothing to ruin, Darrell.

And I've been honest with you about why.

I know the score.

I could look the other way if I had to.

Cay.

- Oh.
- Shh.

- Excuse me.
- Frances is awake.

I just thought I'd make myself
a cup of tea.

Oh, let me get it for you.

Don't bother. I could use the practice.

Shh!

Would you please just go sit down?
If she hears us, figure on an hour to get away.

I'll come back
when it's less complicated.

Shit!

Shh!

What did you do? Shh. Shh.

Okay. Come on.

- Get my boot.
- Shh!

- Oh, my God.
- Wait a minute.

Shh!

Please, don't turn the light on.

What's the matter?
You having a rough night?

Yes, you could say that.

Listen. I'm up all hours.

Next time you can't sleep,
come on by the cottage.

A little company beats
counting the flowers on the wall.

You're gonna make me cry.

No, I'm gonna make you some tea.

Is that Cay?

Yeah.

Bring me a Coke, will you?
I've got a glass.

- Who's in the kitchen?
- Vivian's making some tea.

Oh. She's so nice.

I swear, this whole place
has gone up a notch since she came.

Whew!

I spent the whole night
skirting a migraine.

You're wearing that one out, Frances.

Well...

everything's falling apart.

It's the middle of the night.
It'll be together by morning.

All right. What's falling apart?

The ranch, for one.

Business is so lousy,
I won't be able to hang on much longer.

Remember the good old days?

You can't drink back
the good old days.

If I do sell,

I want you to come with me.

I can just picture us
in two rooms together.

Oh, it'll be bigger than that!

If you come with me,

you can quit the casino
and go to art school.

Oh, button yourself up.

Professor don't need to
see your business popping through.

- Where are your pants?
- I gotta go.

I'm not stayin', so don't squeeze.

You and Walter are all I got left of Glen.

Glen's dead.

Not if I still have you.

One of these days I'm gonna
meet somebody that counts.

Counts?

With what you run around with?

I'm not asking you to be on my side.
But if you stand in my way --

Now go to sleep.

Don't empty out my icebox.

Good night, Frances.

Good morning!

- Good morning.
- When was the last time you were on a horse?

Oh, too long ago for me to even remember.

Well, take off your reading glasses
and come on out here.

I didn't know you painted, Frances.

- The Last Supper.
- Mm-hmm.

Uh-oh. Looks like somebody
didn't pack riding clothes.

I thought my riding days
were behind me.

Here. Try this on for size.

Hey.

Reserve a standing place
at the mantle for me.

Good times will hurt you in the end.

Sorry about the ride in the other day.

I temporarily lost my sense of humor.

It's awful to forget how to laugh.

I'm the one who gets by on laughs.
What you're going through takes real courage.

You're the first person
who's said that. Everyone else --

Well, maybe I am up to the risk.

Well, there you go. Maybe some
of your gambling spirit will rub off on me.

I'm sure no one accuses you
of playing it safe.

Only because they don't really know me.

There are so many things
that I want to do that I'm afraid to try.

- You have ambitions.
- I do all right here.

But there's always another story
under the surface. You know what I mean?

I'm about to.
My surface is all but worn away.

Have you realized all your ambitions?

No. Just my plans.

What do you tell folks when they ask you
what went wrong with your marriage?

- I tell you it drowned in still waters.
- Say no more.

Hey! Hot dice, Joe.
Congratulations.

Congratulations? A hundred bucks for the ring.
I need condolences.

- Not the way her eyes are sparkling.
- That ain't sparkle. It's panic.

Give me a kiss to last the whole shift.

Pervert.

- You got a date, Cay?
- Nope.

Pick up an extra steak, lover.

Hey!

I'm in a "can't keep my hands off him" phase.

Are you inviting me over
to watch the show?

I want to find out why you've been
walking around like you swallowed the canary.

Joe's in the kitchen.
You're in the tub.

Jesus, I'm happy.

Okay, now start talkin'.

- You're gonna laugh.
- This must be serious.

I think I found somebody who counts.

From the beginning,
and don't step over the good parts.

Well...

she's an English professor.

And she's ten years older than I am.

Well, rock and roll!

It sounds a lot funnier than it is.

She out at the ranch?

Where you promised not to mess around.

Mmm.

Vivian Bell.

I just say her name and I want to smile.

- Are you sleepin' with her?
- No. And I probably won't.

Does she want to?

It's not about that, Sil.

Just you remember, she's gonna
pick up her decree and be gone.

Well, maybe by then I'll figure out something
in this screwed-up little life of mine.

I love your life, babe.

I wouldn't wanna be here without it.

You look like two desserts.

I beg your pardon.

You know, sometimes I wish I knew
what it felt like to be a gorgeous woman.

- You want the ring back, honey?
- No.

Maybe I'll be reincarnated.

I'll go put the steaks on.

- Joe?
- Hmm?

I'm afraid if it stays this good,

I'm gonna find a way to screw it up.

Hey, don't I always
get you through the good times?

Huh, babe?

Gosh, Gloria,
isn't this better than sitting there...

Cay behave herself all right the other day?

She was absolutely charming.

I don't know.
When you're close to me like this...

I wouldn't be too won over by her.

I don't understand.

Well, it's just that...

she doesn't have anything
in common with

a person of your caliber.

- In a canoe?
- Anywhere.

I've seen this movie. Good night.

I'll come home every night
and you'll be waiting there.

- You gonna stay in there all day?
- Yes.

Okay, I'll get you some lunch.

Bye.

Bye.

Oh, no, no.
It's very -- very charming.

It's too big.

Take it all off.

I was gettin' no wheres fast
with my singing career,

so I started to work at the casino

in the hopes of bein' discovered.

Mmm.

- Who named you Silver?
- I did.

But she still answers to Sylvia
when she's weary.

I'll ignore that, Catherine Anne.

Uh-oh. Here comes snake eyes.

You're a hard one to track down.

I thought your nights
were spent sniffin' after Joyce.

You got it backwards for a change.

- This here's our friend, Vivian.
- Mmm.

- Whose friend?
- My friend.

- I'm Darrell.
- How do you do?

You're probably doin' better.

So, we're gonna see you in that new outfit
you just bought, huh?

I don't know.
I barely had the nerve to buy it.

But Cay persuaded me
to throw caution to the wind.

That's what she's best at.

I think I'm going to try my luck.

Whatever you set out to do,

you accomplished quite the opposite.

From where I sit, Cay is steppin'
way out of her range with that woman.

You want a tip?

Change your seat.

- Thank you for a really lovely day.
- You're welcome.

Good luck.

Oh, my girdle is killing me.

You know, I was on six Miltown a day
before I got here.

Wringing the hands, the kids,
guilt, the whole bit.

- Really?
- Yeah.

I'm surprised.
You seem so self-assured.

Thanks to Buck Euchre.
Amazing what a little "understanding" will do.

I know what you mean. Cay and I
are becoming friends too. It does help.

Not that it's any of my concern,

but you should think twice
before you hang around with her.

You're right, Lucille.
It's not your concern.

Did you know that she was kicked out
of college for "unnatural acts," as they say?

Shall I raise my eyebrows and gasp?

Well, I'm definitely out to lunch
when it comes to queers.

Aren't you?

I don't think either of us
will be sorely missed, Lucille.

Well, nobody said it didn't
take all kinds, Vivian.

And you're certainly making
a unique contribution.

Hey, Buck! Over here!

Are you winning?

Go away. Yes.

If you don't play, you can't win.

Oh, Buck!

Good luck.

Bet out here. Craps. Four and a half, seven.
Get a bet down to win.

- Put them down here to win.
- Red! Come on! Red!

Coming out again. Bet 'em up.

Your time is my time.

Come here, darlin'.
Change my luck.

No, sir. I don't -- Really.
I don't know how to play this game.

Well, I know how to play it,
and I'm down 200 bucks.

Now, you just give 'em a nice shake
and roll 'em for luck.

Play a pair, put 'em in the air.
Now let 'em go.

- Any old seven.
- Come on, sweet thing.

Winner, winner.

Do it again, you beautiful thing.

Comin' out again.
Same lucky lady comin' up.

Come on now. Let's go. You can do it!

A winner! Winner, winner. On a run now.

Right here's the main game.

This time blow on 'em.
Just like that.

Then roll 'em. Roll a seven.
Come on, roll 'em.

Here we go. Comin' out.

Craps. Two craps two.
Up jumps the devil. Lie it in there.

Oh, I'm sorry.

You did real fine.

- I can't take that.
- Sure you can.

- No, I really --
- We can use that to get married.

- Come on. You're cashing in.
- What's he gonna do?

Get a bet down somewhere to win.
Here we go.

Well...

Pat's passin' on the engagement party
tomorrow night.

And I can't say as I blame her.

All she'll be missin'
is a lot of vulgar goings-on,

drinkin' their heads off.

Made your favorite. Pancakes.

You won't like it,
in the middle of all that ruckus.

I'm not going.

- Sensible.
- Why not?

I have lectures to prepare.
I only have a week and a half left.

Come on.
Let your hair down for once.

Did Darrell put you off?

- I beg your pardon?
- Let's not fuss.

Eat your breakfast
and leave the woman alone.

This doesn't concern you, Frances!

Honest.

You're skating on thin ice, girl.

I want you to come.

How can you resist
such a passionate plea?

Vivian? You okay?

Walk with me.

I apologize for not stepping in
and taking your side.

I sure wanted to.

- Do something for me now?
- You name it, and it's yours.

You're a wise observer.

Why does your mother resent
Cay's friendliness towards me?

'Cause she wants Cay all to herself.

Does she mind you and I spending time?

I don't believe I'll inquire.

We're fated to be pals, Walter.

I felt that way ever since we first met.

- Care for a Chiclet?
- I'd love one.

Based on what you said,

would you reconsider
going tomorrow night?

No, I...

I don't think I'd be comfortable
celebrating with strangers.

I'm pretty sure Cay
could probably get me invited.

Are you asking me
to be your date, Walter?

Well, not exactly my date.

I know plenty of girls.
I'd just escort you, that's all.

Where'd you learn to be such a gentleman?

The movies.

We'd make an odd couple,
I guarantee you that.

I could care less about stupid opinions.

Folks, may I have your attention, please?

Quiet the hell down!

We want to welcome you to our little
celebration, courtesy of Mr. Joe Lorenzo.

And a special round of applause
for our star attraction, Miss Silver Dale.

You can stop clappin',
because I plan to sing more than one.

All right! All night long!

I -- I wrote this song last week,

- and I've been singing it everywhere.
- Shh, shh, shh.

Oh, mama!

I wrote it for --

for everybody that I love in this room.

We love you too, baby.

Joe?

Joe.

I'm holding you off the ground
the whole time I'm singing this song.

Whoo, Lord.

Okay, boys.

Let's hit it.

Sing it, Silver! Yeah!

- You go now!

- Hold you too, honey!

I love you, Joe.

What are you dreaming about, old lady?

Glen and me used to go dancing here.

I swear,
if I was to turn around right now...

it's like he'd be standing right behind me.

Why him and nobody else?

'Cause he reached in...

and put a string of lights

around my heart.

Those days are good and gone.

But you're still the best dancer in town.

You better believe it.

Thank you.

Miss Parker? I'm cutting in.

Why, you go right ahead.

So, why do you live at the ranch?

- It's my hideout.
- Hmm.

I know all about hideouts.

What are you hiding from?

Anything I can't handle.

Well, I'm relieved to hear that.

You know I'm not allowed
to go over the state line.

- I'll tell you what.
- What?

If any rules get broken,
I'll take the blame, okay?

Okay.

And I'll tell you what.

I would prefer... that none did.

- Vivian.
- What?

I believe you're loaded.

Mmm.

I couldn't imagine doing this if I wasn't.

What are you doing?

Huh?

- So, how long were you with Darrell?
- Not long.

What happened?

I allowed myself to get attracted
to his attraction for me.

- For him that spelled love.
- And for you?

Well, let's put it this way.

I didn't exactly get the brass ring.

- How do you get it?
- With a woman.

Are you trying to shock me?

No. I was only telling you the truth.

Have I misled you in any way?

Not for a minute.

Because you know
I care a lot about you, Cay, but I --

Roll it all the way down.

You don't have to stop.

I do.

Where'd you learn to kiss like that?

I don't know where that came from.

It's back where it belongs and I --

I don't wanna talk about it anymore.

Take me back.

I can't see a thing.

I'll take my chances.

Just drive.

- Are you okay?
- I guess.

Well, looks like you two got caught.

We took a drive out to the lake
after the party.

Must've been quite a sight
to keep you out till now.

Somebody checkin' in?

No. Somebody's checkin' out.

I made a reservation at the Riverside.

Your bags are packed.

I didn't think our leaving the party
would cause concern, Frances.

It also caused talk.

Here's your refund check.

- That was uncalled for.
- Oh, for God's sake.

Don't you talk to me about God, girl!

You've made your point, Frances.

It's just as well I leave anyway.

- I'll never forgive you for this.
- I'll never forgive myself.

Lettin' her come here with her books
and her influence over my family!

Shut up, Frances!

I can't claim angels' wings...

but I am normal.

To think I was proud to call you a friend.

May I tell you, the betrayal is mutual.

- I want to do that.
- Walter, bring them here!

Can't you find somethin' better to do?

Not since you came on the scene.

Get in the house.

Now!

- Can I go with you?
- I can't.

I'll be at Silver's. Will you call?

Let's go.

Guess the only way to save my plants
from your damn car exhaust

is to buy you a new one.

I'm movin' out, Frances.

- Why?
- To get your hands off my life.

Sounds like your father.

Usin' my place to hang your hat.

You want things without lovin' them.
That's greed!

Wasn't greed took you in
when your mother left you.

And it wasn't greed that was
his sole comfort for ten years.

That's a fancy word
for what you really were!

It'll be a cold day in August
when I take in another educated tart!

She meant somethin' to me,
and you knew it.

She'd have broke your heart
more than I ever could.

That's no reason to stay.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- You're out $50.

Fifty dollars? That can't be.

I'm sorry.

- You gonna work tonight?

- Yeah, sure.

- Good night.

Dave Rasher coming at you
from KACE, downtown Reno,

the biggest little city in the world,

where it's 86 degrees.

♪ If you're fond of sand dunes ♪

♪ And salty air ♪

♪ Quaint little villages here and there ♪

♪ You're sure ♪

♪ You're sure to fall in love
with old Cape Cod ♪

♪ Old Cape Cod, that old Cape Cod ♪

♪ If you like the taste of a lobster stew ♪

♪ Served by a window with an ocean view ♪

♪ You're sure ♪

♪ You're sure to fall in love
with old Cape Cod ♪

Hello.

Uh --
No, Mr. Warner. It was a misunderstanding.

No, thank you.
The accommodations are just fine here.

That really won't be necessary,
Mr. Warner, although I appreciate it.

Um, if you need to get in touch with me,
I will be here.

Thank you. Good-bye.

Are you okay?

I've been better.

Yeah, I know what you mean.

Why did you come?

I guess I'm scared to death
of never seeing you again.

Cay, you've got to let it go.
You know that.

Stop it.

I want you to open the door!

And I want you to leave me alone.

I can't!

Honest.

You look wonderful.

Are you kidding?

All right, Cay.

We'll talk.

You start.

- You kissed me.
- And you kissed me.

And I kissed you.

I don't believe what I'm saying.

You see...

I enjoy order. I --

What happened between us...
was innocent more than anything else.

And friendly. Don't forget that one.

I was really hoping we could have
a mature conversation about this.

Well, so far we've talked about
order and disorder and who kissed who.

What the hell does it matter anyway,
since it was all so innocent and friendly?

Then I'll get to the damn point.

I am a respected scholar.

I've been married for many years
to a respected scholar.

And for a moment's indiscretion,
a fleeting lapse in judgment,

I stood in the rain
and allowed Frances Parker,

a figure bearing not the slightest resemblance
to anyone in my entire life's experience,

to humiliate us
as if we were a pair of delinquents.

You should've told her off.

I'm not in the habit of raising my voice,
or false issues.

When I retire, I will simply write
a short story for my revenge --

about this town, these people,

these gamblers.

My only clear memory is arriving.

The rest is a blur.

An absolute blur.

Oh, God.

What do you think you're doing?

Waiting for you.

I want you
to put on your clothes and leave.

- No, you don't.
- Yes, I do.

No, you don't.

I, uh --

I wouldn't know what to do.

You can start by putting
the "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door.

Well...

that part went smoothly.

So take your hands
out of your pockets and come here.

I'm not... taking off my robe.

Well, everybody draws the line somewhere.

I don't usually...

feel this way at 11 o'clock in the morning.

I don't know if I've ever felt...

this way before.

I'm sorry.

Mmm.

There goes the hot water.

- Vivian.
- Hmm?

We have to get out of here, you know.

Stand up. Take a walk.

I adore you for this.

Have a Coke.

- Window shop?

Feeling sorry, Viv?

No. I feel exposed.

Because of me?

And me.

Do you know
how beautiful you are right now?

I don't have a point of reference for this.

- I'm not great at it either.
- But you've had the experience before.

Not this one.

My life has always been so controlled.

It's --

- And it will be again.
- Sure. Of course.

An affair and divorce.

- Nothing to break stride about.
- I love you.

An affair with a 25-year-old woman,
I might add.

I really do.

I'm sure the students and the faculty
will graciously acknowledge

that... these things happen.

I love you too.

Compliments of the boys.

- Let's leave.
- Oh, just relax.

- Check, please.
- We haven't had dessert yet.

We'll get dessert from room service.

Hell, you talk to her.

Keep 'em, boys. The night's still young.

Night, honey.

Oh, come on. I'm used to this.

Well, I'm not.

Listen.
You're just visiting the way I live.

It would suit you fine to hide away
in that hotel room until your train leaves.

By all means, let's hire a float.

You are so insistent on everyone
perceiving things the way you do.

Oh, yeah. I'm makin' real headway
in that department.

No fear, no confusion. So self-assured.

I don't act that way to change the world!

I act that way so the goddamn world
won't change me!

- Lower your voice.
- Why? Is this a false issue?

Isn't there some way to make this easier?

Yeah.

You take the car, and I'll walk.

And that's as easy as it gets.

Does it have to unravel this quickly?

Comes with the territory.

I'll walk.

- It's 12 miles, Vivian.
- Good.

Maybe it'll wake me up!

- You'll never need me the way I need you.

- That's not true.

There she is.

Let's go on in then.

Hi. Sorry we're late.

Walter couldn't find his tie.

Oh, Silver, honey, you look gorgeous.

Pick it up. Bring it with you.

Come on.

- Come on.
- My train is dragging.

Five minutes.

Let's go. Come on.

I'm glad to see you, Walter.

I'm glad to see you.

- Thank you.
- My pleasure.

Morning and hello. It's Joe and Sylvia.

Silver!

Well, Joe and Silver, where are you --
Sylvia. Where are you nice people from?

- Brooklyn.
- Charlottesville, Texas.

That's where all the pretty girls are.

At this time, I'm going to call
upon the gentleman upstairs

for a special blessing for you.

Mr. Silver!

Hi-ho, Silver!

- What did you think?
- I cried all the way through.

It was real nice of you to come.

- Cay's the best.
- Mm-hmm.

Congratulations.

Close your eyes, Joe!

Don't say I never gave you anything.

- Have a good trip.
- I'll see you in New York.

Yes, you will.

Here you go, Sylvia!

Too bad things didn't work out different.

You guys have a good time.

Truth is, you don't owe me one damn thing.

I got nothin' to hang onto you with anymore.

I love you, Frances.

I'll never accept what you do.

I know.

I just don't understand it.

Women together.

She just reached in,

put a string of lights around my heart.

- Don't keep her waitin'.
- Oh, Frances.

Be happy for somebody once in your life.

Oh.

Oh, God.

Look at us.

Standin' in the middle of the street.

Next thing you know,
they'll be talkin' about me.

Is that it then?

I've known you longer
than anybody in my life.

Meaning?

That'll never be it.

Well, congratulations, Vivian.

Looks like you can head on back
to New York City a free woman.

Unless, of course,
some fella here stole your heart.

- How 'bout a drink to celebrate?
- I'd love one, but --

That's all right. I think I understand.

Boy, you look different.

I see you have yourself a new pen pal.

No. I have much more
than that, Mr. Warner.

Thank you.

Good luck to ya.

- Can I talk you into staying one more day?
- Yes.

Do you want me to?

No.

- I'll come back, that's all.
- When?

Christmas.

Christmas.

- I don't know what you want.
- It's you I want.

Cay?

Aren't you coming?

I'll see you at the station.

Can't we have dinner?

No.

Why?

Because being with you
is starting to hurt.

I want --

I want to say good-bye alone.

We've been saying good-bye
from the beginning.

I gotta go.

You use too much sugar.

I won't stir it.

- I got another postcard from Silver today.
- How are they?

Aren't all honeymoon cards the same?

"Incredibly divine. Just like a movie set.
We're never coming back."

- Come with me.
- Oh, sure thing.

Could you just picture me with your set?

If you want a sure thing, stay in Reno.

As for my friends,

I managed to get through
an hour with, uh... Gwen.

It's a nice offer, Vivian,
but there are still a few, um, loose ends.

To say the least.

- Then why'd you make it?
- Because I care about you.

Because I think you deserve
to live somewhere with --

or near someone
who sees how wonderful you are...

for exactly who you are.

All aboard!

That's why we'll never finish
this conversation.

If it didn't please you,
you wouldn't have to stay.

Yeah, well,
we'll talk about it one of these days.

Ride with me to the next station.

What are we gonna get settled
in 40 minutes?

I'll talk fast.

Send me a postcard when you get there.

- What is it you want?
- Another 40 minutes with you.