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[solemn music playing]

[siren blaring]

[Ben] Hold on!

I'll give you a push.

[engine revving]

Okay, stop, stop!

Hold on a second.

Are you all right?

Turn your wheels a little bit to the left.

Okay, go!

[engine revving]

Go!

GUROV & ANNA

[narrator] "It's three degrees above freezing point,

and yet, it is snowing."

said Gurov to his daughters.

The thaw is only on the surface of the Earth.

There is quite a different temperature

at a greater height in the atmosphere.

Gurov had two lives:

one open, seen and known by all who cared to know,

full of relative truth and relative falsehood.

[Audrey] "...trotting through the neighborhood streets,

sporting an endearing air..."

[narrator] And another life, running its course in secret.

Everything that was essential,

of interest and of value to him,

everything in which he was sincere

and everything in which he did not deceive himself...

-[Carina] Daddy! -[Erika] Daddy!

[narrator] ...was hidden from other people.

[Ben] Hi there, girls. How are you? Give me a kiss.

[narrator] And all that was false in him

was exposed.

[Audrey] "...and his legs are so muscular,

like those of a horse..."

[narrator] His hair was already beginning to turn grey.

He had grown so much older, so much plainer

during the last few years.

[narrator and Anna] "He rested his hands

on Anna's shoulders, warm and quivering."

[Mercedes] Quivering, quivering...

[Narrator] ...he felt compassion for this life,

still so warm and lovely,

but probably already not far from...

I think I'm going to stop seeing Philippe.

[narrator] ...like his own...

-[Luc] What? -[Mercedes] My shrink.

[Mercedes] I think I'm going to stop seeing him.

[Luc] Why?

[Mercedes] I don't think he's helping me anymore.

I told him about this dream I had.

[Luc] I gotta piss.

[Mercedes] We were meeting in the basement of a hospital.

There were no walls, no doors, nothing.

We were talking,

and I rolled closer and closer to him on my chair...

we were sitting...

until our knees were touching, like, interlaced.

You know?

-You know what I mean? -[Luc] Yeah.

[Mercedes] And then I asked him if he was gay,

but he didn't answer me.

-[Luc] Do you think he's gay? -I don't know.

[Mercedes] In my dream, I knew he was, but I asked him anyway.

[Luc] And?

[Mercedes] I climbed on top of him.

I straddled him, and I was grinding him so...

I was trying to make him hard, you know?

[Luc] Hmm-mmm.

[Mercedes] And then I said: "Mirror me now."

[Luc] "Mirror me now"?

[Mercedes] He stayed calm, unflinching.

Finally, he pushed me off of him, really angry,

as if I'd betrayed him.

He was so disappointed in me.

[Luc] Okay, so, I'll be back on Thursday.

Don't kill my plants, don't burn down my condo.

[Mercedes] Good luck with Ms. Vice President.

[Luc] I didn't know you'd started shaving down there.

[Mercedes] Me neither.

[solemn music playing]

[Mercedes] He felt compassion for this life.

Still so warm and lovely.

But probably already not far

from beginning to fade and wither like his own.

Why did she love him so much?

He always seemed to women

different from what he was.

And they loved in him, not himself,

but the man created by their imagination,

whom they had eagerly been seeking all their lives...

And afterwards, when they noticed their mistake,

they loved him all the same.

But not one of them had been happy with him.

Time passed.

[Mercedes] He got on with them, parted,

but he had never once loved.

It was anything you'd like but not love.

Only now, when his head was grey,

had he fallen properly really in love

for the first time in his life.

It seemed as though, in a little while,

a new and splendid life would begin,

but the most complicated and difficult part of it,

was only just beginning.

[applause]

[light music playing]

[music stops]

[emotional music playing]

[Mercedes] So, did you make love to Ms. Vice President?

[Luc] Sure did. She even asked me to sit in her face.

-In her face or on her face? -[Luc] On her face.

-Classy. -[Luc] Yeah, not bad.

[Mercedes] And have you started imagining you have STDs?

-I don't do that anymore. -[Mercedes] Want me to check?

[Luc] No, come on.

-[Luc] This has to stop. -Not now!

[Luc] Stop! How will I explain this to my next girlfriend?

-Not now! -[Luc] Stop it!

[student] Most of the time it seems like

Anna didn't even like Gurov. She's always crying.

[Mercedes] She's crying, because she doesn't want to love him,

not because she doesn't love him.

[student] But he despises women.

[Mercedes] Where does it say that?

[student] Well, he cheats on his wife.

[Ben] Congratulations, you read the synopsis.

[Dave] Well he says they're a lesser race.

[Mercedes] But he also says Gurov is at ease around women.

[Dave] But how can you be at ease around someone you hate?

-[Mercedes] It's easy. -[Dave] How is that?

[Mercedes] He's comfortable around them,

because he despises them.

Like he's insecure.

[Ben] Okay.

Does anyone want to contest that?

Can you support your argument?

[Mercedes] I was surprised to see you at the reading

the other night.

[Ben] I was surprised there weren't more of us,

the faculty.

[Mercedes] I saw you come in and I got really stressed suddenly.

[Ben] Why is that?

[Mercedes] Well, I thought you might catch on

that I didn't really understand what I was reading.

[Ben] You seemed confident enough.

[Mercedes] I was hoping you could clarify it for me.

[Ben] Sure, which part?

[Mercedes] Hold on, can, can I just read it to you?

[Ben] Yeah.

Anytime...

[Mercedes clears throat]

"The attitude of Anna Sergueïevna,

the lady with the dog,

to what had happened was very grave

as though it were her fault.

Her face dropped and faded.

And on both sides of it, her hair hung down mournfully

like the women who was a sinner in an old fashion picture.

'It's wrong,' she said,

'you will be the first to despise me now.'

There was a watermelon on the table,

Gurov cut himself a slice and began eating it

without haste.

There followed at least half an hour of silence."

I'm missing something.

[Ben] She's suffering, but he...

...he doesn't feel any remorse.

[Mercedes] Oh...

-Do you think he's callous? -[Mercedes] Callous?

-Cruel? -[Mercedes] No.

[Mercedes] I just thought

the image, the juicy, pink pulp of the fruit,

he ate it slowly.

They're just what you're reading

and what it feels like you're reading.

[Ben] Well, you're reading, whatever it is

you think you're reading.

You know, it's none of my business,

but if you want to work on your accent,

I could help.

-What's wrong with my accent? -[Ben] Nothing, it's just...

-[Ben] ...there. -And? You have an accent too.

[Ian] Can I use your password... Sorry.

[Ben] Yes, Ian?

[Ian] Can I use your password for the copy machine?

-3344. -[Ian] Thank you. Sorry.

[Mercedes] Well, thank you, sir.

[Ben] Mercedes?

You didn't by any chance leave something...

outside my door this morning?

[Mercedes] Huh?

[Ben] Er, this morning, did you leave something on,

-...outside my door? -[Mercedes] Here?

[Ben] No, no, you know what, I'm sorry, never mind.

[Mercedes] What was it?

-[Ben] No, it's Okay. -What was it?

[Ben] Nothing.

[Mercedes speaks in French]

[Mercedes sighs]

[Mercedes] Oh.

[speaks French]

[Luc] I left two more in your freezer.

You'll be okay.

[Mercedes] Were you in love with me?

[Luc] Ah.

-Come on! -[Mercedes] No, seriously.

[Luc] You're asking the wrong question.

[Mercedes] Was I in love with you?

[Luc] Nope.

But that's okay. It's nobody's fault.

I wasn't your uncle or your coach.

-Stop that. -[Luc] What?

-Stop pathologizing me. -[Luc] Well, it's true.

[Luc] Anyway, you can't say "pathologize" in French.

-Of course you can! -[Luc] Okay, fine, you can.

[Luc] I'll come back later to help with that.

I have to get back to work.

Okay then.

[door opens]

[door closes]

[footsteps disappearing]

[Mercedes] Hello, Johnny.

[Audrey] I applied for the editor opening.

-[Ben] Oh, that's good. -They won't even interview me,

because I never finished my degree.

[Ben] Translating is not so bad.

You could always try, uh, McGill part time.

[Audrey] Mm-mmm. Or I can go back to the Sorbonne

and we could all live in Paris for a while, be near my family.

[Ben] If I go to Paris, I can't be English chair.

Are you still writing for the girls?

You know, we do have all the classics, we have Milne,

-Rackham, Potter. -[Audrey] Harry, right?

-Okay, fine. -[Ben] I'm not saying to stop.

-So what are you saying? -[Ben] I don't know.

[Ben] Nothing, I guess.

[Audrey] You want to write something for them too?

Or I can just read them Chekhov.

-[Ben] Bye. -Bye.

[Ben] Mercedes. Are you okay?

[Mercedes] I-I-I just wanted to drop off my essay.

[Ben] Follow me.

[relaxing music playing] [people talking and laughing]

[bartender] So, what can I get you?

[Ben] Uhm, mint tea, please.

[bartender] Sure. And for yourself?

[Mercedes] Uh, I'll have a jasmine tea, please.

-You can relax. -[Ben] Pardon?

I show up at your office looking a little roughed up.

You're thinking: my dad, my boyfriend?

[Ben] I didn't assume. I just... Well I couldn't ignore it.

-I didn't mean to embarrass you. -[Mercedes] I'm not embarrassed.

Are you?

-[Ben] So, what happened? -I walked into a bookshelf.

[Mercedes] Believe me, I wish it was a euphemism.

[Ben] Don't say that.

[Mercedes] It would make for a better story anyway.

Sorry to disappoint.

[Ben] So you are, you're all right then?

[Mercedes] How un-all right would I have to be.

[Ben] For what?

If you didn't understand the Chekhov text,

why did you decide to, uhm, to read it the other night?

[Mercedes] Because my own stuff hasn't quite made it

into the canon.

I don't know.

I guess it seemed important.

[Ben] It's the perfect short story.

I've been going back to it most of my adult life.

-So, you write? -[Mercedes] I try.

[Mercedes] You? I mean, I know you used to, but still?

[Ben] Yes. Yeah. Hm-mmm.

[Mercedes] I'd love to read your newer stuff.

[Ben] Oh yeah? So you can give me some feedback?

I'm sorry, I just, uhm...

Do you write in French?

-English. -[Ben] Oh yeah? Why is that?

[Mercedes] I don't know.

It takes a lot longer.

A lot longer.

But it helps me to get out of...

I don't know, myself, I guess.

I want to have dinner with you.

I'll get the other side if it helps.

-[Ben] Don't do that. -Yeah, not very appetizing.

[Ben] It's always been against my principles to, uh...

fraternize with the students.

[Mercedes] Okay.

[fumbling noises]

-What are you looking for? -[Ben] Oh nothing, just, uhm...

[Audrey] What time are you coming home tonight?

[Ben] Uh, it's hard to say.

He just got his divorce papers, so, uh, he's in rough shape.

[Audrey] Could you try to be home for ten?

[Ben] I know John will probably only be shaving at ten.

[Audrey] We're feeding eight people tomorrow.

I could really use a little help.

[Ben] Okay. I'll try.

[Audrey] And I have some good news too, so...

[Ben] Okay, no, 10 o'clock sounds good.

[Audrey] If you tell me what you're looking for,

maybe I can help you.

[Ben] It's just an old album

that John lent me in a passed life.

-[Audrey] Which album? - Fingerprintz , Beat Noir.

[Audrey] That's under F. It should be right in front of you.

[Ben] Ah.

-Thanks. -[Audrey] You're welcome.

[lively music playing]

[John] You want the old one?

[Ben] Audrey thinks she's writing a novel.

[John] She wants to be a novelist too?

[Ben] Not too. I publish conference papers

and run a department so she can pretend

she is the next Dan Brown.

[John] Still, you wrote a great novel.

[Ben] I wrote a middle list collection

of short stories, my friend.

That's all.

[John] Are you two fighting a lot?

[Ben] No. No, never.

We never fight.

We, uh...

pass each other in the stairs.

Man and wife can't help quarrelling

if they love each other.

Chekhov.

[John] It's different for you.

Having kids sort of prevents you from moving life's furniture

around so easily.

[sexy music playing]

[speaks French]

[John] Whoa.

-What's your name? -[Mercedes] Huh?

-[John] What's your name? -Mercedes!

-[John] What? -Mercy!

[John] You're welcome!

-What are you drinking? -[Mercedes] Red wine!

[John] I'll be right back!

[John] I've always wanted a scrappy hipster

from the Mile-End!

-[Ben] No! -[John] Yeah!

[Ben] No! She's my student and she's too young.

[John] What's the age of consent these days?

Oh, you got dibs!

[Ben] Okay, I've got to go.

I promised Audrey I'd help her out

with dinner tomorrow.

[John] Then go! Another IPA and a glass of house red.

Get this one drunk.

[club music playing]

[music fades out]

-Hi. -[taxi driver] Hi.

I'm not going far, I'm just--

[Mercedes] I can get back out if you want.

[Ben] Where are you going?

[Mercedes] Uh, Saint-Viateur and Casgrain, please.

[Mercedes] What?

Say it.

[Ben] I'm taken with you, as I think you know.

But I'm taken.

[footsteps approaching]

[Audrey] I have errands to run today,

so I brought the girls to Claire's.

Can you pick them up at four?

It's already 11:30.

[Ben] Okay, yeah. I, uhm, I have to go to the office,

so I can, I can get them later.

[Audrey] And three bottles of red, please.

[solemn music playing]

[phone ringing with chirping ringtone]

[Mercedes] Hello.

[Ben] Hi. It's, uhm, Benjamin Roberts.

[Mercedes] Hi.

[Ben] Hi.

[sultry music playing]

[doorbell buzzes]

[Ben] Were you waiting for me behind the door?

[Mercedes] Come in.

[Ben] It's a very nice place you have.

[Mercedes] Thank you.

-You want some tea? -[Ben] Please.

[Mercedes] Vanilla, mint, ginger?

Tension tamer?

[Ben] Mint, please.

Looks like you're healing nicely.

-How do you pay for this place? -My parents pay for it.

[Ben] Somehow I forgot that you would have parents.

-How did I get here? -[Mercedes] I brought you here.

[kettle whistling]

[Ben] Leave it.

Is that okay?

[Mercedes] Wait, wait.

[Ben] Oh no, not that old guy, she thought.

[Mercedes] It's just... what happens now?

You take off my clothes and then...

I'm sorry.

[Ben] Mercedes,

I can't remember the last time I felt as alive as I do

right here with you on this sofa.

It's okay. I won't undress you. I'll, uh...

I'll amputate myself and we can be just friends.

[delicate music playing]

[phone ringing]

[Ben] How could Gurov have eaten the watermelon?

[delicate music playing]

[kids laughing and talking]

[Claire] Girls, your dad is here!

-No! -Not right now!

[Ben] Sorry, I, uh, have you been waiting long?

-How did your corrections go? -[Ben] I haven't made a dent.

[Claire] Oh. I thought you were at school.

[Ben] I was.

I'm, uh, hungover. I was slow.

[Claire] Should we bring anything tonight?

[Ben] Ah shit. I was supposed to get wine.

[Claire] Richard will grab something good from the cellar.

Let's go.

[playful music playing]

[buzzing sound]

[Ben] I can't hear.

[car engine starts]

I went to the office today.

[John] Okay...

[Ben] I had a meeting with that, uh, colleague

I introduced you to.

Last night...

[John] Where did this meeting take place?

[Ben] My colleague's office.

[John] Well, that should work out for all of you, I guess.

[Ben] Don't make me...

[John] Get laid? Get fired? Move to Paris?

All right, why don't we get Audrey in here

and pitch her that idea?

Mmm?

[Ben] I think I might be serious.

[John] I've known you for 20 years, you're not that guy.

[Erika] It's too loud!

[Ben] You aren't eating? Carina? Are you gonna eat that?

Okay, pass it over here.

Thanks.

[John] Psst! Erika?

[girls giggling]

[John] What is it?

[Erika] It's for poor people.

[Luc] Your place has never been this clean before.

My grandmother died.

[Mercedes] What? When?

[Luc] Yesterday.

[Mercedes] I'm sorry.

Can I do anything?

[Luc] You could suck my dick.

Come on, I'm kidding.

-No, you're not. -[Luc] Come on.

-[Luc] You know I'm kidding. -Not entirely.

[Luc] A blow job wouldn't hurt,

but I wouldn't really ask you to.

Not seriously.

Sorry, I'm not funny today.

Is there anything to drink?

-[Luc] Is this from last year? -Hm-mmm.

-Were you expecting someone? -No, that's from earlier.

[Luc] You hate mint.

-How long's that been going on? -I just bought it today.

[Luc] Guess you guys weren't that thirsty.

Come on! Only old people drink mint tea.

You can't help yourself, can you?

[Mercedes] Want me to go with you to the funeral?

[Luc] Yes.

[Audrey] Yeah, but they say most divorces are caused

by financial disputes.

[Richard] Well, Michele and Diana

are divorcing over money,

they're divorcing for the same reason

that, uh, Michele is fucking the tutor.

Oh!

[woman] Why do men always have to behave so despicably?

-Oh, come on. -Keep me posted!

He's just joking.

No, it's just that they don't love each other.

[Richard] Oh, apparently, and this is just what I heard,

so take it or leave it,

but while Stephane and Élise are bragging

-[solemn music playing] -about their renovations,

they haven't even paid the contractor yet.

They are flat broke.

[Audrey] Okay guys. I have good news.

[Claire] Oh?

I finished my novel.

-[gasps] -That's great!

-Ah! Congratulations. -[Audrey] Thank you.

[Ben] It's nicely done sweetheart. It's great.

[Audrey] Thank you.

And I found an editor who wants to publish it.

[surprised gasps]

-Congratulations! -That's amazing!

[Ben] Seriously?

-Hm-mmm. -[Ben] Who is it?

[Audrey] Uh, Noir-Noire in Paris.

[Claire speaks French]

Uhm, a few months ago they asked to read the manuscript,

but I figured it was a long shot so I didn't say anything.

And I didn't want to seem like a loser.

[John] No, of course.

[Audrey speaks French]

[Audrey] And they loved it, so...

[Audrey speaks French]

I have some editing to do,

but they want to launch it in the summer.

-[Claire gasps, speaks French] -This summer?

[John] I can't wait to read it.

Even if it goes right over my head.

[Ben] Don't worry, it won't.

[Richard] A toast.

To making dreams come true.

[Claire speaks French]

[Ben] Congratulations, Audrey. It's fantastic.

[Audrey] Okay, stop, stop, stop. Okay, what's going on with you?

[Ben] I hope that's not Claire's influence.

[Audrey] What? She did us a favor.

[Ben] They're getting spoiled, they don't know

the value of a dollar.

[Audrey] A box is only 89 cents.

[Ben] Hmm, yeah, you're all more than happy to spend my money.

[Audrey] Okay, get out of me. Get out.

[Audrey sighs]

You're more than happy to keep me from making my own.

Why, why aren't you interested in my dreams?

[Ben] Sometimes I feel like I'm talking to a child.

No, I sacrificed my dreams a long time ago.

You were living in Paris and you were with that asshole

and you were miserable and I brought you over here

and I gave you a new life and two beautiful girls.

[Audrey] So, that's it?

The end?

You know, if I finished my PhD,

I could earn more

and we could both have more time to write.

[Ben] I'm gonna take the girls out of that private school,

put them in public.

I don't want them to turn into egocentric snobs.

[Audrey] You keep everyone in this house

from having the education you have.

Who's the egocentric one?

[elevator pings]

[Ian] Oh Ben, uhm, I was wondering

if you got the exam schedule yet?

[Ben] Yes, yes I do actually.

[Ian] I want to post my extra office hours

so they have no excuse.

-There you go. -[Ian] Thanks.

-No problem. -[Ian] Uh, Ben?

[Ian] This is a, this is a student's class schedule.

[Ben] Oh, weird.

Um, I don't know how that go in there.

Hold on a second, I'm gonna...

[Ian] It's okay, I'll get it from you later.

-Are you okay? -[Luc] Yeah.

[Luc] Would you make me your Mercedes chicken?

[Mercedes] Of course. Just let me pick up a few things.

[mumbling]

[Ben] Hey. Hi.

Where are you going?

-And how would you like to pay? -[Ben] Is cash okay?

[hotel clerk] Yes, but I'll still need your credit card

to complete the check-in.

For incidentals.

-Do you have a credit card? -[Mercedes] Why? What is it for?

[Ben] It, it's for incidentals.

They won't actually use it. It's just...

[solemn music playing]

[Mercedes] If we do this,

I'll have fucked a married man.

[Ben] You're already fucking a married man.

Oh, my God.

[Mercedes groans]

[Mercedes] Why are you stopping? Keep going.

[Mercedes] My dad's gonna have 20 questions about this.

[Ben] What?

[Mercedes] Nine dollars from a mini-bar

on a Wednesday afternoon.

[Ben] Give that to me. I had to.

[Mercedes] What's this?

[Ben] That's some of my new stuff.

[Mercedes] New?

[solemn music playing]

ANTON CHEKHOV THREE SISTERS

ANTON CHEKHOV THE LADY WITH THE DOG

[girls speaking French]

[Erika] Mommy, Carina won't give me the iPad.

-[Carina] It's still my turn. -I'm coming.

[Audrey speaks French]

[Audrey] Girls, I forgot my tea. I'll be right back.

So?

-What? -[Audrey] What do you think?

[Ben] Oh.

It looks... efficient.

[message tone beeps]

ENTER PASSWORD:

[Dave] Have you started your term paper?

I can't understand it.

[Mercedes] I thought it seemed pretty straight forward.

[Dave] Sorry, I was trying to come up with something

-interesting to say. -[Mercedes] Oh.

[Mercedes] Yeah. Totally confusing. Totally confusing.

[Dave] Hey, if you explain the assignment to me,

I'll buy you a slice of pizza.

[light French music playing]

[muffled conversation]

[Ben] Oh, fuck me.

-Oh, Professor. Hey. -[Ben] Hi, Dave.

[Dave] Uh, Mercedes is here too. You want to join us?

Okay.

[floorboards creaking]

[Audrey] "And women, like his wife,

capricious, unreflecting,

domineering, unintelligent,

women no longer in their first youth.

And when Gurov grew cold to them,

their beauty excited his hatred,

and the lace on their linens seemed to him like scales."

You're right, beautiful story.

Don't be surprised by the $900 charge

from Air France on the Amex.

[Ben] What?

[Audrey] My editor wants to meet with me and I'm going.

There's lasagna in the fridge.

[doorbell buzzes]

[Mercedes] Shit!

Yes?

[Ben] Hi! It's Ben.

[footsteps approaching]

[Ben] Hi.

-[Ben] Can I come in? -I just mopped the floor.

[Ben] Come on. I haven't seen you in a while.

[Mercedes] It's dry here.

[Ben] And?

How was your date with Dave?

[Mercedes] I tried to help him with the paper,

but I might have just confused him.

[Ben] Could you concentrate on ruining my life?

And let other guys fuck-up on their own?

[Mercedes] Jealous lover doesn't suit you.

[Ben] I know, I'm sorry.

-[Mercedes] Your feet. -[Ben] Okay.

[Ben] I-It's just...

I feel it's easy not to feel jealous of other men

when I'm inside you.

And...

after not seeing each other for a while and...

all these inoffensive young boys swirling around you

make me feel uneasy.

[Mercedes] And?

[Ben] Nothing.

I just wanted to see you.

[Mercedes groans]

[Mercedes] Faster...

-[Ben] Come on... -[Mercedes] No.

[Ben] Please. Please.

[Mercedes] No, I just mopped the floor.

[Ben] I think she's slipping away from me.

And not unconsciously either. I mean strategically.

[John] Good. So make a clean getaway.

-[Ben] I'm in love with her. -[John] Jesus.

[John] Some young girl sucks your dick

and you unbuckle all emotional restraints?

[Ben] I can't lose her. I just can't.

[John] You're dropping everything in your life

that's valuable and ordinary.

[Ben] Exactly, it's ordinary.

[John] What's wrong with being ordinary?

[Ben] Nothing.

[John] Let her go. Episodes of CSI start like this.

[Ben] Themes of boredom and futility

were probably inspired by the, uh...

serf's emancipation, her form, in Russia in 1861.

That boredom created a space of transcendence

for Gurov and Anna when they are together.

But when, uh, they are apart...

Gurov kept walking up and down the street by the fence,

waiting for his chance.

He loathed the grey fence more and more

and by now, he thought irritably

that Anna Sergueïevna had forgotten him,

that she was perhaps already amusing herself

with someone else.

And that was very natural in a young woman

who had nothing to look at from morning 'til night,

but that confounded fence.

David?

[David] So, are we going to spend all semester

on a 25 page story?

Or...

[Audrey] Girls, come say bye to Mommy.

My darlings. It's just for one week, okay?

[Erika] Bring us with you. We want to go to Paris, too.

[Audrey] Not this time, sweetheart.

Okay.

I stocked the fridge, don't forget to eat.

Okay, my darlings.

I love you.

-[Audrey] Bye. -Bye.

[Ben] So?

What are you guys gonna do?

[siren wailing]

[Ben] Girls? I can't find my book, have you seen it?

[Carina] Which book?

-The one with the dog? -[Ben] Yeah.

[Erika] No, I haven't seen it.

[Ben] Where did you get that?

-[Carina] Pass it to me. -[Erika] Okay. Quick.

[Carina] Dad?

Dad?

[Ben] What? What is it?

[Carina] I don't feel good.

[Ben] What's the matter?

-[retching sounds] -[Ben] Oh. Whoa. Okay, okay.

[Ben] I know. Come with me.

Come here. Let me wipe your face.

Sweetie, go back to bed, your sister is not feeling well.

Oh.

-[Audrey] Hello? -Hi, hi, did I wake you?

- No, no, what's wrong? -The, the girls are sick

and they won't stop throwing up and I don't know what to do.

I-I-I don't even know where the thermometer is.

[Audrey] Okay, it's in the Betty Boop lunch box

in my armoire and there's ginger Gravol in there too.

[kids program on TV]

DROPPING OUT. GOING INTO RETAL.

[knock on the door]

[Ben] Everything okay?

[Ben] How come I get to have everything I want?

And I know it's only for a minute.

And soon, everything around us is gonna go to hell.

What is it?

[Mercedes] My favorite thing to eat is left over Kraft Dinner.

Reheated with ketchup.

[Ben] Okay.

[Mercedes] I have this bad habit of biting my fingernails

and spitting them out on the floor...

and I leave them there for a long time.

I let food go bad in my fridge.

I buy fifty-dollar shampoo, but don't have a job.

I have a stuffed dog in a drawer named Johnny,

as in Depp.

I've read all the Shopaholic books.

I'm self-centered,

insecure, manipulative...

[Ben] Hey, hey. Hey. It's okay.

It's okay.

I'm trying to figure out whether you think

that telling me these things

will make you less attractive to me,

because you consider them defects of character.

Or more attractive,

because telling them builds intimacy.

I think I already knew most of these things

about you anyway.

But I also know that...

that you're a miracle.

A felicitous combination...

and that you'll probably go through life

both untroubled by your extraordinary qualities

and surprised at the glamour

that they excite in other people.

And this,

among other things,

is why I love you.

That annoyed you?

[Mercedes] That didn't sound like a question.

[Ben] No.

It's not an exchange of hostages.

[solemn music playing]

[Ben] There's also the possibility that the list

was just a stylish way of you saying goodbye to me.

If you've become so unhappy to know me,

that you have to say goodbye, don't do it like that.

Hmm?

My Anna.

You taste like licorice.

What is it?

Hey, what is it?

[Mercedes] I just feel really fucked-up.

[Ben] Mercedes, you're young

and, and, and that comes with a harshness

both to yourself and to me.

I-I-It's a severe edge that, that, that life

has a way of sanding down.

We are going to be amazing.

[Mercedes] I don't think I can.

[Ben] Then what are you doing with me?

What are you doing to me?

What!

I told her.

[Mercedes] What?

[Ben] I told her.

[Mercedes] You're lying.

[Ben] I feel like I killed her.

How are your parents?

[Audrey] Oh, Dad is looking a little thin,

but mom is compensating.

-And your flight? -[Audrey] I'm still cold.

[Audrey] We're at 30 000 feet,

[Audrey] why do they turn on the A/C?

[Ben] And, uh, your novel?

[Audrey] Good. Everything is signed and ready.

It should be released in the fall.

[solemn music playing]

[Dave] Ah, Professor Roberts, you should come to this reading.

[Ben] Thank you.

[woman] That looks stunning on you.

Special occasion?

[Mercedes] Yes.

[Audrey sighs]

[Audrey] Slow down, please.

-Are you in a rush? -[Ben] No.

[Audrey] Christina has a guest pass for yoga tonight.

-I want to check it out. -[Ben] Uh, tonight's not good.

[Ben] I told John I was going to help him find a new place.

[Audrey] But the guest pass is only good for tonight.

[Ben] Well get a babysitter.

I've been with the girls all week.

-[Ben] I could use a break. -Parents don't get breaks.

[Ben] Says the woman who goes to Paris

and spends her days novel writing.

[Audrey] Fine, whatever.

Did you ever find that album you were looking for, for John?

[Ben] Yeah, yeah thanks.

I'm gonna go and, uhm...

Just gonna get some milk.

[solemn music playing]

[Mercedes] Henry woke up at almost zero hour

in the cold morning house.

The sound of his oldest daughter Leslie,

who had popped up out of sleep to shout to her father

that she had an insect in her ear.

[Audrey] Your Anna Sergueïevna...

...is she young?

Beautiful?

Intelligent?

[Audrey] You slept with her.

[Mercedes] Henry woke up at almost zero hour

in the cold morning house

to the sound of his oldest daughter Leslie,

who had popped up out of sleep

to shout to her father

that she had an insect in her ear.

[Audrey] A university professor

who's fucking one of his students.

How original.

I'm going out. Stay with the girls.

[Mercedes] Henry attended to her and read to her

and then looked after his baby girl Sophie,

who would not accept the pacifier

and insisted on the bottle.

And as she was drinking and Henry

was changing her diaper,

he thought about Helen,

that they could never be together.

And then Leslie, in her sleep, said very distinctly:

"That's not true."

And glancing sideways at that galaxy of guilt

and disgrace,

Henry could suddenly contemplate,

even calculate the smash up,

the carnage, perhaps even the surviving.

[applause]

[Audrey] Could I have a chai latte, please? Thank you.

[Audrey] You write very well.

[Mercedes] Thank you.

[Audrey] It's a sad story.

Painful.

-[bartender] Chamomile tea? -[Mercedes] Yeah, that's mine.

-[Dave] Hey! -[Mercedes] Hey!

-[Dave] That was great. -[Mercedes] Ah, thank you!

[Dave] I got a table over here.

[Mercedes] Have a good one.

[dramatic music playing]

[Ben] Tell me what to say!

"Fuck you"? "Thank you"?

Tell me what to say!

Tell me what I'm supposed to feel, because I don't know.

Jesus.

It's me, right?

Are you still writing about me?

[Mercedes] Yes.

[Ben] Read it to me.

-Which part? -[Ben] Whichever.

[Ben] No! No. This part. Here.

[Mercedes] To Henry, it felt like hypocrisy.

Wanting to hold on to the safe minimum dose of him,

no matter how his vital signs might flutter.

She wanted, somehow,

to put the genie back in the bottle.

She wanted, somehow,

to be able to love him

and not love him at the same time.

She wanted, somehow,

to throw herself at the danger and the pain of loving him,

but realized that what she needed

was comfort and safety.

[Ben] It's good.

It's good.

-[Mercedes] Ben... -It's okay. It's okay.

[Mercedes] Not so hard. Not so hard.

[screaming]

[screaming]

[solemn music playing]

[Luc] You keep going on the 132.

And then, suddenly, you'll see,

it's like the water rises to meet the sky.

The sky and the sea become one.

-[Luc] It's really beautiful. -[Mercedes] It's really far.

[message beep tone]

ANNA SERGUEÏEVNA I HAD A DREAM...

[Audrey] I had a dream last night.

I was riding the Park 80 bus.

The driver, a woman...

[Mercedes] ...was new and learning.

Her instructor, another woman,

sat to her right and behind her

while another employee sat behind her to her left.

All women, all talkative and high spirited.

The bus stopped,

children got on.

[girls talking]

[Mercedes] A little basket with morsels of cake

was passed around.

Some talk of buying wine.

A festive atmosphere.

Then, we were mounting

the slope towards Mont-Royal

and from over the crest of the snowy park,

we saw people running towards us.

And behind them, a helicopter.

The helicopter was shooting...

it was shooting at the running people.

[Audrey] Okay.

[Mercedes] And then, we saw it fire rockets

at the tall building at Parc et Des Pins.

And the snow of the park

erupted in huge blue flashes of bombs going off.

And then the bus began to sway

and babies screamed.

[Ben] Would it kill you to say what you mean?

"Ben, it's over"?

"Ben, I've been phasing you out of my feelings"?

"Ben, I don't love you anymore"?

[Mercedes] Don't explain my actions to me!

[Ben] Explain them to me! Explain them to me!

-[Mercedes] Stop! -[Ben] No! No, no.

[Ben] I wish I could give you some sense of the things

I see in you!

You love me, Mercedes!

You're running away!

-Stop it! Shut the fuck up! -[Ben] Stop what? Stop what?

[Ben] Please, Mercedes, say it.

Say it.

-[Ben] Say it! -Move, or I'll run you over!

[Mercedes] We drove through black clouds of smoke.

To our left, the pavement was piled up

in a high ridge of broken slabs.

The door of the bus opened and panicking riders

hurled themselves out on to the rushing road.

We were moving very fast.

The driver was now a man.

[Audrey] "It's war," a voice said.

And another, "it's civil war."

I woke up.

[solemn music playing]

♪ I met a girl From the East Side ♪

♪ I met her in the park

♪ As the sun began Its daily slide ♪

♪ And the clouds Were getting dark ♪

♪ I brought her to her hotel

♪ Took her right there In the hall ♪

♪ Her eyes they filled With glory ♪

♪ As my ring scraped The wall ♪

♪ There's a devil On every corner ♪

♪ There's a devil In every seed ♪

♪ A devil in every soul A devil inside of me ♪

♪ We ran into each other One evening ♪

♪ There was a man holding Her hand ♪

♪ She pretended not to see me

♪ But we both knew she had ♪

♪ I paid my tab And left the bar ♪

♪ Then she came Running to my car ♪

♪ Saying meet me back At the hotel ♪

♪ There's a devil On every corner ♪

♪ There's a devil In every seed ♪

♪ A devil in every soul A devil inside of me ♪

♪ Weeks go by and crumble

♪ There's a shadow in my home

♪ Between my breaths I stumble

♪ I just want to be alone

♪ Ain't no lie a man can hide

♪ I try my best To choke my heart ♪

♪ But every time I close my eyes ♪

♪ I see her in the park

♪ There's a devil On every corner ♪

♪ There's a devil In every seed ♪

♪ A devil in every soul A devil inside of me ♪

♪ There's a devil On every corner ♪

♪ There's a devil In every seed ♪

♪ A devil in every soul A devil inside of me ♪