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Say goodbye, why I can barely say goodnight

If I can hardly take my eyes from

yours How far can I go?

Walk away,

the thought would never cross my mind

I couldn't turn my back on spring.

Oh, for your smile.

I don't think he's somebody up there on a golden throne in the sky who you make

deals with, do you?

No.

But the God I don't believe in is different from the one you don't believe

How so? Well, I think God is a life force, you know?

It's an energy.

And that we all possess that energy inside of us.

Let's get married.

Married? Yeah.

Is that what we need? A piece of paper to tell us what we feel?

You don't.

But I do.

I've been trained to think in terms of blueprints and statistics and words.

And I like that. I like things to be spelled out.

For the whole world to see.

I don't need the whole world.

I need you.

You've got me.

Do you want a ceremony?

Yes.

Let's have a ceremony. Okay.

All right? That's what I want.

Can you move this rock?

Are we going to have a ceremony under a rock? Michael!

Do I get to say how much I love you in this ceremony?

First, you have to move the rock.

Okay.

See?

I believe that when two souls are destined to meet, like ours,

and they grow like one, nothing can pull them apart.

So, with these beads, I be wet.

For as long as this rock on this earth and the sea and the sky shall live.

And I promise never to forget these beads or

what they stand for.

Now you.

I promise.

I promise never to say goodbye to you.

It feels good to be corny, doesn't it?

Yes. I mean doesn't it?

Yes it does.

Michael? What's the matter?

Same dream?

About your father?

No, this time it was you.

You know, I opened the door and you started running and you kept running and

couldn't catch you and I reached out and you were gone.

You're the only friend I've got, you know that, Michael?

I gotta hurry.

Where are you going?

Well, it's a quarter of.

If I really hurry, I can catch the next shuttle to New York.

What for?

To tell Marion we're getting married.

My way. With papers.

I'm gonna judge.

Very boring, but very legal ceremony.

Which gives me the right to take care of you for 125 years.

Or until the sky falls, whichever is later.

Michael, you know what your mother's going to say.

Who knows? She might surprise us. Michael, can you stay my friend and be

husband at the same time?

You think one piece of paper is going to change all that?

I don't know. It seems to. People get married and they start hating each

and I don't want that.

Oh, well, in that case, we'll get a divorce and start living together again.

Well...

am I supposed to do while you're gone? What are you supposed to do? Yeah.

Work on the painting.

Work on the woman.

All right.

He'll be waiting for you.

I love you too.

way to San Francisco, Mary, and I call that overextension. For the firm?

For you, for your health. That's why Michael is coming into the business,

George. He's my help. Only one cent in the financial risk of extending 3 ,000

miles is yours alone and the prayer. I expect the risk to be my own.

Good evening.

Well, home is the hunter. Yes.

At least two whole hours.

Well, Michael, I'm very... I'm anxious to hear what you have on your mind.

Hello, Michael.

Hiya, George. How are you? Well, I'm off to San Francisco.

Against my better judgment, but how are things at school? Almost through.

I'm looking forward to working with you. Come on, Michael. We have to talk.

Good night, Marion.

Good night, George.

Please, we must earn you a medication.

Yes, yes. Good night, George.

Would you like to sit down, Marion?

Is the news as bad as all that? No, no, no.

No, as a matter of fact, it's very good news.

Well, it's just the easiest thing in the world.

What is?

What I'm feeling.

What I want.

Don't tell me you want to become a Tibetan monk.

Not even close.

Then it must be the girl.

The painter.

Am I closer now?

Marianne.

I want you to shake hands with me on my marriage.

Your marriage?

Has there been one?

No, not yet, no.

Then when?

Two weeks.

My own graduation present, you might say.

Do you have any objections?

Can you think of any I should have?

No, Mother, that's not how you answer a direct question.

Michael, I... I think the timing of this is awkward.

Why?

I'll be finished with school, gainfully employed.

Awkward in relation to your work with a firm.

We've been asked to build a medical center in San Francisco by the same

that we designed the Hartford Center for.

Well, then congratulations are in order for both of us, aren't they?

I'll be counting on you very heavily for this next year.

I wish you'd wait.

You can count on me.

And you can count on Nancy.

Your grandfather founded this business. And when you take the reins, it will

pass successfully down to you without one taint of criminal scandal.

Mother, what are you getting at?

We are getting at the subject of this marriage.

I take it that you know about this girl only what you've told me.

A foundling named by a passel of nuns raised in an orphanage.

A passel of nuns?

I'm glad you're amused.

This is the report of a private investigator I employed.

An investigator?

Read this.

When the girl was still a baby, her father was killed in prison where he was

serving seven years for armed robbery.

Her mother died an alcoholic two years later.

Did she tell you any of this?

I came down here thinking I was ready for anything.

But when will I ever be ready for you?

You better be ready for anything in a business such as this.

Where millions of dollars can be involved in every deal.

Where reputation for honesty can be ruined as quickly as... Honesty?

Are you telling me my grandfather's success was built on his reputation for

honesty? No, but wait a minute. I'm not even going to argue this.

This is the biggest bunch of crap that anyone, anyone has ever laid on me.

Now, I'm your son.

And I'm going to assume...

That you were just overworked and confused when he did this and that you

really mean it.

And that you'll destroy it now.

And we'll never hear about any of this ever again.

Marian? Michael, I'm opposed to this marriage.

It will weaken your ability to run the business.

Business.

Always business.

is if there wasn't anything in this entire world but your father's goddamn

business.

Mother, if I have to make a choice between being happy and

this cheap insanity, then I walk out that door.

Have we come to that?

Have we come to that?

Collect call, operator.

From Michael.

Nancy. Hiya.

Listen up.

Get dressed.

Pack an overnight bag.

I want us to be married tonight, man.

Yep. Tonight.

Instinct.

Well, I'll tell you when I get there.

You want to, don't you, Nancy?

Get dressed and I'll be there.

See ya.

Hey, Ben!

Ben,

Ben. Are you sober enough to stand up?

What does it look like I'm doing, Neil? Good, good. Come on. Get dressed. You're

going to be my best man.

Only one? My best man.

Nancy and I are getting married tonight.

Come on.

Hey, look at him. He's not kidding.

Best man, huh?

Hey, do I get to go on a honeymoon, too? No. No, no honeymoon yet. Just tying a

knot that needs tying.

Come on, buddy.

Hurry up.

Getting married.

You can't leave anybody to be your maid of honor. No, I can't.

Well, don't be afraid to wake him up. That's what seven weddings are for.

Told you you're my best friend. And I'm going to marry you.

Here comes the bride.

Here comes the bride.

Michael is the groom.

Oh, Michael.

What's she saying? Oh, she's impossible.

She inherited that business from my grandfather.

She's killing herself in it.

She wants every decision I make to be based on the business.

I just told her not this one.

Over the threshold, over the threshold. Over the threshold, over the threshold.

Here comes the bride.

I don't know.

Give me the bag.

Turn around.

If this marriage is going to last, you have to get a little better at

positioning your woman.

Wait a minute.

No, I'm fine. This is going to work. This is going to work.

This is it.

to Wickfield, please. Marion Hilliard calling.

It's very urgent.

Michael is alive.

He's comatose.

There's been some brain hemorrhaging. The bleeding has stopped now. The

has lessened.

He's still unconscious.

He's in very good hands. The attending surgeon is excellent.

He's not going to die? No.

We have to watch for complications.

We have to make certain he doesn't catch pneumonia.

Michael may be unconscious for as long as a week.

And if we don't control your high blood pressure, this situation can be just as

dangerous for you as for Michael. I'm going to find you a hotel room, and you

must get some rest.

What about George? Is he coming?

No, no.

He's in California on business, and it's important he stay there.

Thank you, Iggy, for flying up.

I know that my son is getting the best possible care.

I am your doctor, too.

I want you to remember that.

How's the girl, Dr. Fenton?

Well, I've just finished the emergency repair work.

Are you a relative?

No, this is Mrs. Hilliard Michaels, my Dr.

Fenton. I don't believe she has any. I'll be responsible for her.

She's suffered no serious internal damage, incredibly enough.

But I'll be frank with you.

We've had to take over 90 stitches in her face.

And... Well, there's not an awful lot left under those stitches.

Her face was cracked.

Dr. Gregson, please.

Marion Hilliard.

I'm calling long distance and it's urgent.

Hello, Dr. Gregson?

I was given your name by Dr. Paul Fenton in Greenfield, Massachusetts.

Her condition is very stable, Mrs. Hilliard. Go right in, please.

I'm awake.

Who are you?

I'm Michael's mother, Marian Hilliard.

How is Michael?

He will probably live.

Nancy, do you know what happened to you?

Feel any pain?

You're going to be well again.

Nothing was ruptured inside.

You're very lucky.

Nancy, I want to help you.

I want to help you look whole again.

I've been given the name of a surgeon in California.

A man who can completely repair your face.

I will pay the cost of everything.

It will be well over $100 ,000.

I can't accept a

gift like that.

Gift?

isn't precisely the word.

Nancy, let's consider how you're feeling now.

And what you will look like once the bandages are removed.

Please.

You probably won't want Michael to see you, will you?

Will you?

No.

Ever.

Please. Ever.

Ever.

Then you've already made your decision, Nancy.

You have already decided never to see Michael again.

All I'm asking of you is that you'll abide by that decision once you're whole

and complete again.

That's all I'm asking for my money.

You have already lost everything you're going to lose, including Michael.

From now on, it's all game for you, Nancy, if you choose it to be.

Obviously, I must trust you to abide by your decision.

But will Michael honor my word?

If he doesn't, you're not responsible.

Can you repair her?

Oh, yes.

But this is not a repair job.

This will take a very long time.

I'm sure you'll be very thorough.

What will she require?

Ah, hospitalization for a time, of course.

A place to live while she recuperates.

Private nurse for a while.

Whatever.

And she'll need psychiatric help.

She's going to lose her identity.

People who are forced to go too long without a feeling of self usually get

psychological difficulties.

They can become prime candidates for suicide.

I'll work as fast as I can, of course, but I'm a cautious man.

And bone reconstruction is, well, it's very complex.

In a situation as overwhelming as this,

A psychiatrist is as important as a surgeon. I understand.

How will I pay you?

Oh, I'll bill you as expenses are incurred.

No, I don't want to be billed.

I'll pay the whole thing in advance.

I want the girl to feel certain that everything's quite settled.

You're remarkably generous.

Let's wait until you're stronger.

What do you mean?

Where is she?

Ben wasn't too badly hurt.

He's been sent back to Boston Hospital. He's been calling you every day,

Michael.

Very good.

Why would he remember?

Are you aware of what happened to Nancy?

No, I can't.

Head first through the windshield.

I remember her face.

She didn't survive it, Michael.

Like what you think you're gonna do I'm going to

My exams this summer

and then Go

to work, yeah go to work Couldn't have any worse could

she was a real special she was my life

And I don't want to talk about her.

I...

Well,

I guess I'll go.

Hey, Ben.

Come and work for us in the fall like we planned.

All right. If you don't change your mind, I won't.

You'll love the work.

Travel around picking up art objects for George Calloway.

Meet architects and artists. You'll enjoy it.

Thanks for the job.

Mike, let me say one thing about Nancy, all right?

Okay.

Unburied dead are dangerous things.

Don't screw up your head, Mike.

I'll see you around.

Hey, Ben.

You know what I loved maybe most of all about her?

Was that she knew what she could do and what she wanted.

She had the courage to go after it without any help from anybody.

She had no one.

She had you, Mike.

I'll just be a few minutes. Gotcha.

Hey, what do you want?

Nothing,

I just...

um

Come in.

I hope I'm interrupting a very creative meditation.

Nothing as sensible as that, I'm afraid. Just plain old nostalgia.

Nostalgia is to be encouraged.

You and Michael?

Can I see?

How long ago?

Six months. It was the evening of the accident.

It's Michael's birthday today.

I wonder how he is, if he's up and around yet.

Wish I could call and ask.

Are you regretting your arrangement with Mrs. Hilliard?

Only right now, I mean. When Michael tells her to go to hell, I'll be very

with the whole thing.

Nancy, does Dr. Gregson know about your arrangement?

No.

That's my secret.

Yours and mine.

Okay, I agree. Herb Trask did a good job on this. All the drinking fountains are

in the right places. But we're in San Francisco. There happens to be an ocean

mile away. Isn't it possible that somebody might want to see it? So you

wall of windows here? Yes, I want a wall of windows there.

Then who pays the heating bills?

The point I'm making is that it used to be form followed function. Now it

follows ecological necessity.

As long as you're driving yourself 18 hours a day, Michael, you may as well

abreast of current changes.

Screw current changes.

A view is important. It might even save some poor bastard who spends 10 hours a

day at his desk from cracking up.

When I...

It's official.

We have our first West Coast client.

Carter Hilliard goes to California.

Are you going to highball it over the Rocky Mountains yourself?

No, I'm not going to do it myself. You're going to do it for me.

What do you think about that idea?

Would my grandfather approve of that?

Yes, he would approve.

You've earned it.

The medical building is your project.

What's the matter? What are you thinking?

Nothing.

I gotta finish this work, Mariette.

Well, you're pleased about this, aren't you?

I'll do the job.

Michael!

This work has to be done.

Congratulations.

Peter bought me the camera.

Somehow I can't bring myself back to painting.

Have you thought about why that is?

Maybe it's because of Michael.

Anyway, Peter bought me this camera, and I took a little studio, and he thought

that maybe for a while, photography would be a satisfactory substitute.

Dr. Gregson's a very smart man.

Do you like them, Carol?

Quality, composition, I'm not an expert opinion. Although I do like them.

But as your psychotherapist, I think they're magnificent.

Why?

Because they're the expression of you.

Of your talent, Nancy.

And that's the common source for the girl who went through the windshield of

that car and the one who took these pictures.

You're finding the artist in you all over again, and that's very exciting.

Yes.

Yes, it is.

You know, when I saw the first of these, I felt really good.

Good that I still existed.

My face is changing completely, and I was becoming a stranger to myself, but

my work...

i saw me do you know what i thought what i saw my

soul see i believe that i have one

and that it expresses itself i

know it fell in love once nancy do you think michael's forgotten you

do you think he's abandoned you

It's been almost a year now.

Every day I think that more and more.

Here you are, as requested.

These were interior designs of my own just before I came to Cotter Hilliard.

Pretty nice stuff.

Not as sophisticated as the sort of thing you've been trained for. No, no,

no. I like its practicality. See, that's what I need to learn.

Mind if I ask you about 200 questions?

Good heavens, everything has to be instructive. That's why I'm with you.

You're so flattering.

This is going to be the main reception lobby.

Nelson wants to use lots of hanging plants.

What problems does that create?

Not many. We'll install ultraviolet units.

Here and here.

Because Rococo, in my opinion, produces exactly the opposite emotional reaction

in the observer.

Yeah, but not, say, in 1920.

Hell no.

People thought totally different then.

God, Michael, it was a different world.

Mike, are you going to burn both of our fuses out in one night?

One more question.

How many C's in Rococo?

Mike, come on over to my apartment and have a drink.

I designed it myself.

Hey, do you have those fabric charts?

Maybe. I don't know. I'll look tomorrow.

Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow. Not tonight, Mike. You've ruined me.

Really appreciate the extra duty. Yeah

Well

I'm

going to bed Michael

If I say later, don't be angry.

And don't be hurt.

I made a decision.

I changed my name.

You changed your name?

Yes.

See, my mother's maiden name was Adamson.

When I was in the orphanage, one of the nuns was named Sister Marie.

My new name will be Marie Adamson.

All right, Marie.

Why?

I feel I'm beginning a new life, so why not have a new name?

And if Michael comes to San Francisco looking for Nancy?

He won't.

I'm sure his mother didn't tell him of our arrangement.

She tested him. Tested him? How?

She let him think every day about what I look like.

With a face full of broken bones and raw scars.

Let him think about that.

Till he came to his own decision that he never wants to have to see me that way.

And that's exactly how you would look if you hadn't struck the bargain you did.

I shook hands with the devil and I have no right to complain.

That's right.

It's very important for you to remember that.

Look, don't act so damn calm about it. That's what I know, not what I feel.

I feel betrayed.

Today would have been my first wedding anniversary. It would have been one year

today.

What the hell am I here for?

You're here to work things through.

Now, that I have done all the way.

Look, if it were the other way around, I'd have found Michael.

I'd have forced myself to look at him and find out what I felt.

Because I wouldn't have forgotten how I loved him.

I'd have been loyal.

Do you realize what's happened to me in this last year?

I almost lost me.

Hello, Rory.

I have a surprise for you. It's good.

You finished your work.

Dr. Allison has finished hers, and I finished mine.

Oh, okay.

This is very nice.

This is Marie Adams' first painting.

She's just been born.

Mark Hopkins Hotel driver.

Look at those pictures.

Pull over, Ace. Keep the meter running.

As I'm taking this, I'm thinking of it as one dimension instead of three and

still trying to bring the quality up.

You can look for yourself.

Enjoy.

Uh, who's the photographer, do you know?

I'm the photographer.

Marie Adamson?

Yes. I'm Ben Avery.

I'm glad I saw this stuff. The company I work for is designing a new building

here in San Francisco.

And your work... Marie?

Sorry.

I realize I enhance any environment. It's just part of my job.

You're very charming, Mr. Avery.

Ben. You can call me 30 -yard Ben. That's my football name.

I'd like to send a couple of these shots back to Mr. Hilliard in New York.

Now, we'll only use a couple, and they'll be sent right back to you.

I'm sorry, that's impossible.

Listen, nothing's impossible. This stuff is terrific.

Let me try and make you rich and famous, okay?

I'm sorry, that's completely out of the question.

I'm terrible.

I've always been very bad at giving speeches, but thank you all for being

Well, I'm going to give a speech.

Your grandfather would be proud.

His business reaches across the country and his grandson steers the ship.

Well,

I think that you should cut the cake.

Yes, sir.

I'll get that.

I'll get it. It's my birthday. I'll answer the phone.

Carter Hilliard.

Mike?

Happy birthday, hooligan.

Yeah, that's right. My day all day.

Hey, you know who else's birthday it is?

I read in the San Francisco Chronicle. Julius Caesar.

Julius Caesar? How the hell do they know?

Because they are fiendishly clever, man.

So you and Julius Caesar have the same stars going for you.

Well, that's very comforting. He wound up with 12 swords stuck in it.

That's right. You look for the dark cloud in front of the silver lining.

When are you coming out here to look at the new building?

Yeah,

well, I think I found someone for that photo mural. She lives here and she's

super.

Great. What's her name?

Now, I've done my job, but you want to make a 50 -buck side bet, little buddy?

You ain't gonna get her. She says no.

No, no, no side bets until I see her work. What are you sending me?

Well, she wouldn't give me any samples, so I found some local magazine stuff she

did. It's already off, but she's... You know what I mean?

I tell you, these artists are all out to lunch.

I'd like to speak with Marie Adamson, please. This is Michael Hilliard

Hello?

Yes, this is she.

Ben Avery sent me some samples of your work. I think he told you who I am.

I don't... I don't know how he could have... Would you excuse me a moment?

I'm sorry, Mr. Hilliard. I know nothing about any samples.

Well, Ben's very resourceful, Miss Adamson. He knew I'd want to see your

and he was absolutely right.

Now, look, I'm going to be in San Francisco on Tuesday, and we've got to

Well, I'm afraid that's impossible.

Well, I'll put myself at your disposal.

Any time available to you and any place.

Your studio, a restaurant, you name it.

No, thank you anyway.

Miss Adamson, this is a major contract.

I'm sorry.

Goodbye

I know your work is unique.

Already, I could walk into a room anywhere, see one of your pictures, and

it was yours.

I mean that.

If I didn't feel that strongly, I wouldn't be so rude as to just show up

way.

It's a great place for a studio.

It's an old firehouse, isn't it?

What is it about your work I recognize, Miss Adams?

Particularly the landscapes. The shots that Ben Avery sent me were mostly

landscapes.

May I turn on the lights?

No.

No. All right.

We'll talk through the shadows.

I'm Michael Hilliard.

I'm afraid I'm working, Mr. Hilliard.

Yes, I hope you're going to be working for me. Say yes and you will be.

I'm afraid that's impossible.

Your work will fit wonderfully into this new building. It's going to be an

important building.

Please trust me.

I know that this sort of commitment can be very frightening to a young artist.

You're in a vulnerable position. I understand that, but I want you to trust

Miss Adamson, this building is going to be a permanent structure in a major

city, and your work will be right in its belly, right in its foundation.

Do you know that hundreds of thousands of people will see it every year?

Miss Adamson.

Yeah?

Nothing.

I want very much to present your work to the public. I think that together we

could create something... The answer is no.

I don't do that kind of work.

But it's precisely the work you do. You'll be taking photographs.

No, Mr. Hilliard.

Now, will you please let me continue my work?

You do such beautiful work.

And what I'm offering you could give you the kind of recognition that you must

want.

Bobby's drawing up a contract right now.

I'm going to make her a dollar offer.

It's going to make that no hurt just a little too much.

You didn't push Herrera this way, Mike.

We didn't.

This girl's different.

I'm different.

Look, Ben, I want the girl to do the work.

You're the one who found her. Your instincts were right.

But we didn't figure she's probably waiting to hear the deal.

Maybe not, buddy.

Maybe the best buildings get designed by people that don't care about the deal.

Everybody cares about the deal.

Well, you said you were going to really learn the business and make it.

Looks like you did.

That's right.

Watch out when you forget, Mike.

Now, what I really want is a beer.

Hey, can I have a beer up here?

hypochondriac I ever had to treat. Really? Well, you know what they can be,

Every week, something new.

Well, I've got sugar pills of all different sizes and shapes, so every

new prescription.

Anyway, after about three years of this, one day, she comes in really sick.

So, uh, I run some tests on her. What do you think she's got? Diabetes. Christ,

yeah. You know?

during a lot of... Hey, the girl says to me, look, screwing is fine, but I would

like to pee, too.

Excuse me.

I'm sorry to interrupt.

We, uh... Miss Adamson, could I talk to you for a minute, please? Who are you?

I'm sorry, Michael Hilliard.

I'll be right back. It's an architectural firm.

Thanks.

May I say that your manners are absolutely deplorable. I know, I know.

sorry. But I'm really excited by this, and I wanted to show it to you right

away. Miss Adams, may I call you Marie? No.

No.

Miss Adams, this is the best contract ever prepared by our company for an

artist. It's the best.

I want you to have a look at it, and don't even feel like you have to give me

answer until tomorrow.

Look, the answer is no. It doesn't make any difference what you are offering me.

I can't believe that.

You sell prints in exhibitions and you publish in magazines.

Look, don't you know who I am?

I'm an artist, Mr. Hilliard.

I don't hire out to do jobs.

I never have.

That's not me at all.

So do yourself a favor.

Believe me.

And find yourself another photographer.

Ben found this artist. She's

marvelous. She's a girl living here in San Francisco. I've seen her work and

it's perfect for the photo mural.

Well, then hire her.

I understand it's all right to hire women now.

Yeah, well, you wouldn't know it by her. She absolutely refuses the job.

Well, then hire someone else.

Well, I will if I have to.

But it doesn't make a damn bit of sense.

I mean, she's a professional. She's done work for magazines.

You know, it's as if it's me she won't work for and I've never even met her

before.

How old is this girl, Michael?

24, 25.

What does she look like?

Dark.

Dark hair.

Very pretty.

Intelligent.

Very nervous.

I'm not quitting on her.

I'm going to see her again.

I'd like to meet this girl, Michael.

Come in.

Hello, Mrs. Hilliard.

How do you do?

It's a great pleasure to meet you.

Come in.

Here are the samples that you asked for.

Sit down, please. Thank you.

I take it by your consenting to bring these that you're considering accepting

the job.

No, I'm not.

I just thought you might like to see my style.

Dr. Gregson was the right choice, wasn't he?

You're guessing.

Just deducing.

It all adds up. If it didn't, I probably wouldn't know.

Yes.

Peter was the right man.

It's good that you can see your money was well spent.

You're very beautiful.

I'm glad you approve.

I'm tired and I've been ill, so please let me get to the point.

My son is offering you a very fine job, Nancy. I think that you should... My

name is Marie.

And you can put your mind at rest because I have no intention of working

your son, much less involving myself with him, who hadn't even the glimmer of

recognition that you have.

Who's forgotten me so completely that I can stand before him and not even call

myself to his mind. I want you to take this job.

Michael feels that your work is appropriate.

And this sort of assignment can virtually establish your career.

And would I tell him who I am?

That would depend on you.

But he won't.

I wouldn't know how to face it.

What to say?

You're lying.

You're engineering something.

No.

I'm sorry it happened.

I don't believe you, Marion!

Things are slipping out of your control and you are trying to manipulate them

back again.

It's evil!

It's evil to tamper with life the way that you do.

You made a terrible error.

You assumed that a love, an absolutely genuine love, would somehow keep Michael

from being fulfilled. Now that is an amazing assumption to make.

Well, he hasn't any now.

That's clear.

He's aged four years and two and he's unhappy.

And I distract myself in every way that I know how so as not to remember those

New England days.

And you?

Well,

Marion.

Your buildings are going up.

And here we all are.

But I want you to think.

I want you to think about what might have been and what it might have meant

you.

Oh, God, I feel free at last.

Free? Uh -huh.

Free of Mary and Hilliard?

No, I wasn't thinking about her.

I just feel bad faith.

I mean, that's how this whole thing has been for me, the loss of faith.

Marie.

Marie, Marie.

Listen to me.

This is something that happens to every one of us.

You lose your faith in human nature.

But you don't let it ruin your life.

God, I respect you.

I admire your kindness and your skill.

That's all I can say about my feelings except that the other is completely

This is how completely over it is.

There was a note on your door saying where you were.

I hope it was for me.

It was not.

I thought our business was finished, Mr. Hilliard.

Miss Adams.

I'm here to make an apology and a confession.

My work is my life.

And I try very hard to be good at it.

Gets me into trouble sometimes.

I'm not very good at tuning into other people's feelings.

I haven't meant to, but I think I might have treated you arrogantly.

If I have, I'm sorry.

I accept your apology, Mr. Hilliard.

Now for the confession.

And I hope you don't recommend a padded cell when you hear it.

There's something about your work, Miss Adamson, that haunts me.

I've been selling you on what this job could mean to you. I haven't told you

what it means to me.

It haunts me.

For a long time now, I've been walking around in a kind of a busy dream and not

feeling very much.

Ms. Adamson, your work connected with something.

It touched me.

And I've become desperate to include it in my work.

To have our separate...

Efforts come together just once.

There. That's my confession.

Here, Mr. Heade.

Take this.

It's free of charge.

Use it any way you want to.

And, uh... I hope you find it satisfactory.

Feels good, doesn't it?

Yeah. It does me, too.

Feels good.

Looks good.

Now, you have to admit, you have to admit, Miss Adams, that even given

the disadvantageous setting, that's a good -looking shot.

Yeah, it is a good shot.

Now, that would just be one wall in one building in one city.

Imagine one wall in one building in three cities.

Eight cities.

Yes.

It's quite a feeling.

Of course, it isn't my best work. Oh, I know that. Your best work is just around

the corner.

What, do you have another truck parked around the corner?

How'd you get that scar on your forehead?

It was, uh... Just...

From a little accident.

Really?

Looks like more than just a little accident to me.

It's nothing.

It's not important.

I've forgotten all about it.

Hey, this has got to stop.

That's up to you. You owe me some kind of an explanation. I owe you absolutely

nothing.

What the hell have you got against me?

Where are you going?

I'm going to get a cop and have you arrested for harassment. Well, good.

with you. It'll be the first thing we've done together.

I just think I got a right to know why you've reacted as you have. Now, it's

the job. The job is beautiful, and you just admitted that. It can't be the

because the firm is one of the best there is. It must be me.

That's right.

Why me? Why don't you like me?

Why, God damn it. What have I ever done to you? You don't even know me. Oh, yes,

I do. I see your face just like I see a painting or a photograph.

And I'll tell you what I see, Mr. Hilliard. I see no commitment. I see

held precious.

And most of all, I see no loyalty.

What gives you the right to talk to me like that? Well, you asked for it.

Now maybe you'll leave me alone. Jesus Christ.

Absolutely lousy judge of character.

I don't know how you managed to take such good pictures.

Trust me.

I'm ready to say goodbye to my past, to all of it.

Listen to me, Marie.

How strong were you in the car with me the other day?

I want to know what the hell is going to happen to you when you're alone back

there.

I have to go.

There's something that I need to let go of and be done with.

Marie.

Don't go to Boston.

You can do that here with me.

the airport, Peter, and be here when I get back.

I need to.

I'm really sorry, Doctor, for the hour and everything.

I mean, after all, it wasn't me who made it nice.

Oh, you're a damn mind.

Nobody is.

Where is she, sir? She's not here.

Now, get out! I'm sorry, Doctor. I've been nice about this for too long. I

some answers.

Where is she?

You're not going to hurt her ever again. Do you understand me? No, mister. I

don't know what the hell you're talking about. You stay away from her!

Nancy Why did you tell me?

Doctor there's something that she's got to know

I'm sorry, I can't let you have that.

They're mine.

To protect.

See, what was under there belonged to a friend of mine.

And I was told two years ago

she had died in

a car accident.

I could never let the wrong person have them.

I made a promise.

Of course, if there somehow had been a terrible misunderstanding...

I

don't know how I didn't see it.

There's only one pair of eyes that has just that expression.

shoulders, had a very certain grace.

I couldn't believe such a thing of beauty could die.

And if I never leave your arms, I really will have

traveled everywhere.

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