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Hillary, it is beautiful.

From Mexico? You didn't have to bring me back anything.

El Monton Encantado, they call it.

The enchanted shawl.

It's supposed to make you irresistible to men.

Oh, well then.

I bought one for myself and it worked.

I want to hear all about your vacation, but after I get back from accounting,

okay? Okay.

Hi, Kit.

Some of us are hitting the wharf for dinner tonight. How about coming along?

Oh, I'd love to, Mark, but a friend of mine is checking in today.

A very special boyfriend.

No problem.

Excuse me, Mrs. Cabot. Mrs. Toland is on her way up. Oh, thank you, Kai.

Millie. Come in, come in.

Victoria.

Aren't you gorgeous?

Aren't I just?

Mind you, it took me all morning to attain this gorgeousness.

But you, Victoria, attain it even in your slippers.

Flattery will get you everywhere.

Hash, soup, beans.

I know times are hard, but at the St. Gregory, 20 % off.

I'm chairwoman of a committee...

To feed some homeless family. Put me down for a contribution.

Consider it accepted.

You know, you really looked divine.

What or should I say, who is the occasion?

My birthday today.

Rob and Louise are coming and the grandchildren.

Mr. Toland, as usual, black currant tea.

Kai, you're one of the joys of living in the St. Gregory.

It's a wonder what you do with tea and scones to make it a work of art.

Tea and scones, Mrs. Tolan, are merely a theme upon which the intelligent cook

plays many variations.

Bravo, Kai.

You know, Millie, I don't believe I've met your children.

Well, I haven't seen them myself for three months.

Oh, I thought they lived in San Francisco.

They do, but they're very busy.

Until three months.

Yes, busy.

But I wouldn't dream of intruding on them.

Room service, please.

Room service.

Hi, this is the Murrieta Suite.

I'd like a tossed green salad for my mom and a cheeseburger and a root beer for

me. Yes, sir, right away. Thank you.

It's a wonderful cake, Mom. The children will adore it.

Happy birthday, Mrs. Tolan.

Oh, don't forget now. If you need anything at all, just a phone call away.

you, Mom.

Louise. My dear. Mother, you look wonderful.

Oh, I feel wonderful.

Who buried John and the children? I feel wretched about this, Mother, but I have

to pick John up at the airport in an hour.

Fine, then. Trot him right back here. He's flying in from a sales meeting in

Chicago. He'll be wiped out, but he sends his love. This is from us both.

How considerate of you, Louise.

I would love to have seen John and the children now.

How beautiful.

And absolutely right.

Check.

I can't possibly take this. You know your father left me well provided for.

Every little bit helps.

Hi, sis.

Hello, Robbie. I thought you were bringing your girlfriend.

Ellen?

Mom, we wanted to share your birthday, but I have to get back to the office.

stuck there till midnight working on a brief.

But you have to eat somewhere.

Besides, I found some old slides from our Yosemite trip.

Remember, Louise?

You let the deer eat right out of your hand.

Mother, that was a lifetime ago. You make me feel old.

Oh, Louise, if you're old, I must be in the prime of my senility.

I didn't mean it that way. You're still young, Mother.

Ah, the three ages of woman.

Youth, middle age, and you're still young, Mother.

Oh, come on, kid. You don't start living until you're after 50.

Now eat something.

Mom, what did you think was coming? The Chinese army?

No. Just my family.

My whole family.

Hi. Come on in. My mom's taking a shower.

Your mom's going to have to sign for this.

Well, she'll be in there at least 15 minutes.

You want to sign it for your mom?

Yes, sir, if you think it's okay.

Plus 20%, sir?

Thanks, sir.

You're a good kid.

Thank you, sir.

Good morning.

Oh, Mr. Robeson, sure.

Hillary said you'd be checking in.

Uh, please don't tell Hillary I'm here yet.

I have a surprise.

Good for you.

Thank you.

Maybe I should take a trip south of the border.

Mr. Fernandez, complimentary room and dinner.

Here, Senator Bailey.

Charge this one to Hotel Goodwill.

Miss Hillary Lindemont?

I'm Hillary.

Michael Robeson begs the honor and pleasure of your company tonight for

in the Carlisle room, 8 o 'clock.

What's up, brother? Sarah, we're interviewing a new head waiter.

He's one of those messengers.

Michael's the man I met in Puerto Vallarta.

And for Miss Hillary, the blue rose of forgetfulness.

When you inhale its fragrance, you forget everything.

Except the one you love.

Now that's what I call style.

You know, when I met Michael, he gave me a look you could pour on pancakes.

I'm nuts about him.

Ask him if he's got a brother.

So how'd you tag the kid, Mark?

You got any kids, Billy?

Got none, and that's plenty.

You said, sir, three times too many. Like little Lord Fauntleroy.

That's the thing with criminals.

They always make one big mistake.

You know, they just couldn't stay.

Rob's an attorney and Louise has her women's clubs and ETA and... I'm sorry

I missed them.

They're going to bring your grandchildren over another time soon,

hope so.

Oh, thank you. That was fun.

Oh, isn't this gorgeous?

What a shame everyone seems to be on a diet.

Victoria, share some of my birthday cake with me.

I'd love to.

You know, I'm so lucky.

Most mothers have to worry about their children.

Drugs, alcohol, divorce, unemployment.

But I never have to worry about Rob and Louise.

Their lives are so full and rewarding.

Yes, Millie.

You're a very lucky woman.

You can't arrest me.

I'm under 18. I'm a juvenile.

Cute. Kid thinks he's a jailhouse lawyer.

You got no right to turn me in. I'm trying to help you, kid.

How about helping me out the front door?

I didn't do nothing really bad.

Okay, I'm going to make a guess here.

I'm guessing your name is Cat.

Yeah? Sure.

Cat. Street kid, right?

Walks quiet, sneaks in every place, forages for scraps.

And I got claws, too.

Easy, Cat.

Let's talk parents.

Why'd you run away from home?

Let's just say home ran away from me.

You want to spell it out, Catman?

My mom's a doper.

out about a year ago the name's bobby shay spelled out for you

it's late peter i'd hate to see him how downtown this time of the day

no i'm sleeping at home tonight he can use my room upstairs okay

bobby shay cat looks like you're a guest at the saint gregory to the morrow

Mr. Toland, this is Victoria Cabot.

Yes, your mother told me you'd be working late tonight.

I'm sorry to disturb you, but I need to see you.

No.

No, tonight.

A blue rose?

Michael, if you're trying to sweep me off my feet, you're defeating me. Thank

God it's working.

You okay?

Hillary, I have missed you desperately.

Oh, I thought maybe you'd decided to disappear.

Disappear from what?

From me.

You were such a gentleman in Mexico, I thought you weren't really interested.

I... Didn't want a casual affair.

Why not?

Because... Because I wanted something more.

You're such a romantic.

I never dreamed.

Oh, I dreamed.

I dreamed about Puerto Vallarta.

What we did there?

And what we didn't do.

Except in my imagination.

Hillary, there is nothing imaginary about us.

Not anymore.

Forget it, Mark. She's taken.

Try the new Chardonnay instead.

I apologize for my mysterious manner.

I am on a tight schedule. It's late. We're tired.

But you see, this is not something I could tell you on the phone.

And I know that Millie would never have said a word.

You have our attention. Please speak frankly.

I'm sorry. It's difficult to say.

Your mother is dying

Feel

guilty

as hell mom didn't have to live in a hotel after dad died. She could have

with me She's too independent for that.

She's always been so strong.

If only I'd realized how much she needed it.

She needs us now.

I'm going to spend some real time with her. I want to make Mom happy for the

time she has left.

Do you think I don't?

I don't blame you.

We both neglected her.

Neglect?

That's too kind for what I did.

I gave Mom goblets and a check for her birthday. How much more impersonal could

I get?

How much more?

Try walking away from her birthday just to give the firm a couple more hours of

my time.

And now she's dying.

How about the street kid? Yeah, I had Bobby like sleeping in my room last

The little devil is jiving me. They never heard of Bobby Shade Juvenile

Kid who lives by his wits.

I guess he's not about to trust a stranger with his real name.

Billy, you gotta call a social worker to come and get him. I will.

I just know what happens to kids when the city gets their hands on them.

Well, it couldn't be he reminds you of another street kid, could it?

Maybe.

So what do you want to do?

Well, could you give me a few hours so I can find out his real name?

Okay, but don't take too long.

He needs better help than you can give him alone.

Michael's gained a promotion to a county executive in Chicago.

Well, there are four flights a day to Chicago.

I want more than a commuter affair.

So does he.

After only two weeks in Mexico and one evening here?

Don't you believe in love at first sight?

I'll take the Fifth Amendment on that one.

He's asked me up to his room tonight for dinner and to talk everything out.

And you're going to talk all night?

Christine, I know he wants to ask me to marry him, but he's so shy.

I'm going to help him.

Looks like you could use a new shirt.

Thanks, Billy.

This don't mean I'm going back to the city youth center.

You can't make me go back.

I'm not going to make you do anything, Catman.

You got there, Billy.

My breath.

Funny thing, I talked to some people today.

They never heard of Bobby Shane.

A man don't have a real name, he don't exist.

A man don't exist, he don't need to eat.

Locatelli. Cat Locatelli.

That stuff about your folks, that the truth?

I ain't a liar.

Not about my folks.

The judge sent me to a foster home.

Oh, yeah?

What if I was to call your foster folks?

All they care about is my welfare check from the state.

It's supposed to go towards my food.

Instead, they give me leftovers.

They hit me.

Okay.

Maybe I can help.

I don't need your help.

Michael. I thought I'd come by and just see where you work.

See how you feel about... I feel like taking off all my clothes and being had.

Oh. Am I wicked?

Yeah. It can be arranged, though.

Now, Christine, come back in two minutes.

Two minutes.

Oh, I'm sorry. I was looking for Christine.

Mark, come in. I want you to meet a friend.

Michael Robeson, Mark Danning.

Hi. It's a pleasure.

Yeah, same here.

Achille, I was going to do a little bit of sightseeing, maybe for a couple

hours, and I'll see you tonight.

Tonight, Michael.

God, I'm lucky.

So much.

Now you listen to me.

Take my advice and you let Rob and Louise be as attentive as they want to

Louise is picking me up this evening. I'm spending all of tomorrow with her.

Splendid. You know, Victoria, I feel like I'm leading a whole new life with

children.

Why not?

I have the words.

I love you, Michael.

I love you.

I thought I'd order room service. Maybe we could have dinner, Ann, and get a

chance to talk.

Later.

Michael.

I'm not very experienced.

But I've never wanted anyone as much as I want you.

Do you think the best way to stop a boy wants to go all the way?

Mom doesn't really like to talk about it.

Grandmother?

Mom, please.

Grandmother looks like she's dead.

Mother?

Mother?

It's so comfortable here.

Mother, are you all right?

Well, of course I'm all right. Whatever's wrong?

You scared me.

I'm sorry.

You don't have to be sorry. I'm just glad you're okay.

Well, now we've put that fire out.

Go check on our cake, will you, Kelly?

Is Grandmother all right?

Grandmother is fine, Kelly.

Grandmother will be meaner than a taxman if you let our chocolate fudge cake

burn.

He checks out, Julie.

He ran away from foster parents named Putterman.

No, he's not from the hotel, is he?

Well, I just can't hand him over to some city bureaucrat before I know all the

facts, can I? But it's been over 24 hours. Look, about these foster parents,

there have already been complaints about them before, about them abusing other

kids. You've got to get somebody in here who can help the kid.

Billy,

there are agencies.

Agencies? Sure.

I mean, they figure either a kid is sick or is just plain bad.

What else can you do?

I don't know.

Except maybe make him feel just a little less abused by every adult in his life.

He's right over there.

Thanks, Jerry.

I love you.

What's so urgent?

I had to beg to get ten minutes off work.

I'll be back in plenty of time.

Open it.

Oh, my God.

We had exciting times last night.

They're disgusting.

Michael, where did you get these?

Question is, where do they go next?

You're...

You only

wanted pictures.

I'm sorry, kid.

I like you.

Last night was really something.

But I'll need $20 ,000 by tomorrow from you.

You want money.

Come.

Hey.

You can't hurt me.

Wait, wait.

I have negatives.

$20 ,000.

Or I sell these pictures along with an expose on how the St. Gregory

functions as a brothel.

and how one of its employees is a well -paid, efficient, high -class

hooker.

Where you lived, huh?

That's where my mommy used to shoot up.

Shoot up?

I'd watch out for her.

Make sure no one came by.

I'd stay outside.

I didn't like to watch her with the needle.

Where's your mom now?

Gone like my daddy.

I'm sorry, Kat.

They're gone and I can't say nothing to them.

What would you want to say?

I don't know, but... They're my folks.

And I wish that they were still around.

I ain't going back to the Puttermans.

Oh, no.

You're not going back there.

I said so, didn't I?

No matter what I have to do, I won't lie to you, Ken.

Why'd you want to see where I lived?

I don't know.

Maybe if you see how a man lives, you get to know him a little better.

Did you live in a house like this once?

Yeah.

Maybe you don't have to call the jury.

I could, um, stay with you.

I feel so degraded.

I feel damned angry.

I'm such a fool.

No, you're not, Hillary.

Are the pictures really that awful?

See for yourself.

No, it's not necessary.

You have to look, Christine. It could be dangerous to be seeing Gregor.

Hillary, we're going to get these negatives.

Nobody is ever going to see these pictures.

What are you doing? You'll hurt yourself.

Blonde is dying in the shade. It needs sun and light.

You're too heavy.

I can't stand this.

Sorry, Louise. It was my fault.

Mother, I don't give a damn about the plant. I just wish you'd stop

I know what's happening to you.

What's happening to me?

You're... Mom.

I know you're dying.

Dying?

I take a nap, suddenly I've got one foot in the grave.

The only thing that's dying around here is this poor old plant.

Hillary doesn't have the money.

It must be Miss Francis.

The St. Gregory has plenty of money.

The St. Gregory will not submit to blackmail, period.

That's management's final word. I mean, you've checked with Peter McDermott,

Mrs. Cabot.

Why don't you just give me the negatives and get out?

Or what?

Or I call the police.

I believe you might.

If it were up to you.

Damn right.

Go talk to your boss, Christine.

Okay.

You want me to talk to Peter McDermott? Yes.

I will.

And then you'll talk to the police.

Christine.

Why don't you come over to our room later?

Huh?

I won't even turn on the camera.

Have you got a moment? Come on in.

I was just thinking.

I'd like more time with Cat.

Billy, I think you should meet Mrs. Van Atta.

She called me.

I'm only here to help, Mr. Griffin. Please believe that.

I want to believe it, but... I gotta say, you haven't done much of a job so

No need to attack anybody.

Perhaps you have a point.

We're trying to help over 1 ,500 homeless children in San Francisco.

With some, we fail.

That doesn't mean we give up.

What can you do for Cat now?

There's a good home I'd like to get him into, in the country, with a lot of

young boys and girls and qualified therapists.

Well, it sounds good to me.

Billy?

Maybe so.

I have to take Cat with me now.

Well, can't you give us a couple hours more?

Billy's been here two days already.

Yeah, but me and this kid.

I think the one thing he does not need is for another grown -up to dump him.

It was a lie. I'm sorry.

But why?

My mother's in good health, thank God. But why did you get us so upset by

telling us she was dying?

We're all dying, aren't we? You're playing with words.

You told us a dangerous lie.

Did I?

Loneliness can be fatal.

I'm sorry.

I admit what I did was dangerous.

But I love your mother, too, and I had to do something.

Please forgive me.

I think you'll understand.

I do understand,

Mrs. Cabot, and I'm glad you didn't. Oh, Rob!

Don't you see, Louise?

Somebody had to wake us up. I can forgive Mrs. Cabot for her life far more

easily than I can forgive myself for allowing Mom to be lonely. She didn't

to be alone. I tried to get close to her. She wouldn't let me.

Do you blame her?

Missing her birthday, arguing over burnt cakes and broken plants?

That's unfair.

I really tried.

I know, Louise.

Dear, did it ever occur to you that your mother's just as scared of reaching out

as you are?

I made a fool of myself.

You tried to help a friend.

Obviously, Robeson's a professional.

Maybe no magazine will agree to print them.

Oh, take a look at your corner newsstand. See what some people will

others will buy.

What can we do?

Well, you can spend some time with Hillary.

I think she needs that right now.

And I can... I can pay the man.

Pay him?

Peter, you can't be serious.

Yes, I can.

I'll tell you the truth, Bill, says I.

This little lamb has somewhat got on my nerves, too.

We'll take him home, pay the ransom, and make our getaway.

All right. That's some smart kid.

Making the kidnappers pay the ransom. You like that, huh?

Yeah. Well, here. See what else you like in there.

For me?

Of course.

Oh, thanks, Billy.

Look.

Cat.

It's time.

It's time to hit the road.

I told you I'm not going back.

You're not.

Not to the Puttermans.

This time you're going to a good place.

In the country with lots of other kids.

I've been to the good places before.

This one's different.

You've been there?

No.

But I promise you.

If they don't treat you right, you just call me.

I'll come and get you.

Here. Here's my number.

Come on, cat.

Take the card.

We can always call.

You know, you're worse than the others.

You pretended to be my friend.

I don't know what to say.

You and Rob, all because you thought I was dying?

No.

What can I say, Mom?

I got so wrapped up in my own life that you didn't seem to need me.

God, I don't know why I believed you were dying.

I'm the one that's going to seed.

I don't understand.

I'll be 40 this month.

I'm the mother of two children who don't seem to need me.

I'm the wife of a successful businessman who spends half his life on airplanes.

And my heart is pounding with middle -aged panic.

Baby, why didn't you tell me how you felt?

We never seem to talk anymore.

I thought that I'd rather talk than listen.

Don't feel so guilty.

I can be a royal pain in the behind and I know it.

Maybe I was trying to prove that I wasn't turning into a helpless old maid.

Still, I have a few years left if nothing falls on me.

Maybe I can change.

You don't have to change, Mom. I'm the one that has to grow up.

Oh, don't be in such a hurry.

Kids grow up too fast.

One minute you follow them around to catch them if they fall.

The next minute you follow me around to catch me if I fall.

I'm here, Mom.

To catch you if you fall.

Oh, Louise.

I don't know how it happened, but I did something so right when I gave birth to

you and Rob.

I love you, Mom.

I love you, daughter.

You've got a couple of hours, Billy.

I know.

I appreciate it.

It's going to be okay, Captain.

What's it to you, man?

Lamar, cat.

My name's not man.

I'm Billy Griffin, remember?

I told you. No.

I'm telling you, Kat.

You gotta stand up straight.

You gotta stay cool.

Because if you... If you don't, I'm gonna come down on you like two big

I gotta be my own man, Billy.

You always will be, Kat.

No matter if nobody ever believes in you, you're always going to be your own

man.

That's what makes you special.

You know what, Billy?

What?

You ain't the worst person in the world.

Come see me sometime?

Sometime real soon.

Real?

A public.

place is so reassuring for a business transaction. Don't you agree?

The pictures.

And the negative.

The money.

Don't you care to look at them, Mr. McDermott?

Hillary is such a beautiful girl.

You burned them.

How do I know you don't have any more negatives?

I'm a professional.

If I got a reputation for double -crossing people, I'd wake up one

read my own obituary.

You double -cross me and you can count on it.

Why spoil a thriving business?

There are hundreds of Hillarys out there and hundreds of McDermots to help them

out.

Bag, please.

Yes, sir.

Bless you, brother.

The Lord giveth, and the Lord taketh away.

All right.

I'm not quite finished with Mr. Robeson.

Gee, I'm sorry. I guess one of the bellmen must have put your bags in the

I'm in a hurry. You find my bags. I'm sorry.

I can't... I'll show you where they are.

See that that baggage is cleared out of there right away.

Move it out on the street and back of the hotel.

Yes, sir.

My pleasure.