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Good morning. Can we help you?

My name is Robert Bianca. I have a reservation for a room.

Fine, here.

This is Annie.

Hi, Annie.

Hello.

Here we are.

Do I give you some money now?

No. We show the room as prepaid.

Oh, right.

Vincent did that. I forgot.

Here we go.

Oh, that's okay. I'll take care of them.

Okay.

Right this way.

417. Thanks, Julie.

Good morning.

Irrigating the back 40?

All they needed was their master's loving hand.

Meaning? Meaning you killed my favorite grape ivy last month, remember?

I didn't kill it.

It was old.

Old. Uh, you've got an 11 o 'clock today with Mark on the coin dealer's

convention. Oh, and Buddy said your car would be ready at 4 o 'clock.

Don't forget you and I are joining Mrs. Cabot for that Chamber of Commerce

dinner tonight. Do we have to?

Peter McDermott's office.

One moment, please.

Is that Callie Harlan? Is she an old friend of yours?

Should I take a message?

Oh, no, I'll take it.

Christine, it's... Would you mind if...

Golly?

How are you, Peter?

I'm fine.

Where are you? Here, in the hotel.

Why didn't you tell me you were coming?

It was a last -minute thing.

Are you alone?

Can we get together?

Talk?

I'd love to see you.

What room are you in? I can... No.

Give me five minutes and I'll meet you downstairs in the lobby bar.

Okay.

You know what, Annie?

They've even got someone here who'll polish your shoes if you leave them in

hall.

What's the matter?

I'm worried about my mother.

Everything's gonna be okay.

We have to start doing things for ourselves now.

We have to show them we can do everything just fine.

All right.

What do we do now?

Make a reservation for dinner.

Hi. Hi.

You look wonderful.

Thank you.

I like the beard.

They're distinguished.

Well, can I order you something?

No, thank you.

So what brings you to San Francisco?

Gordon died, Peter.

Oh, Callie, I'm sorry.

How did... Heart attack.

Very sudden.

I needed to get away from Abbott's Parish.

For good?

I don't know.

I thought I'd do a little traveling.

Boy, you have good taste in San Francisco hotels.

I love your hotel, Peter, but you're the reason I came here.

I never got a chance to tell you how sorry I am about what happened in New

Orleans. Forget that.

I can't forget it.

Where did you go?

I never heard a word.

I had trouble finding a job after our indiscretion.

Gordon was a very powerful man.

That was his doing.

I couldn't stop him.

So I went to Europe.

So many times I wanted to write you, but that caused you enough trouble.

You were the only man who didn't make me feel like poor white trash.

We were young.

We made a mistake.

Didn't feel like a mistake at the time, did it?

Take a lady to dinner for old time's sake?

One, two, three. Come on, can't you move it along a little?

One, two, three.

Just give the lady $9, she'll give you 15 cents change. What's the big deal?

Excuse me.

Is there a problem?

Yeah, him.

You need help, friend?

No, I can do it by myself.

8 .50, 8 .75, 8 .80.

85. Thank you, sir.

I'm sure she'll like it.

I didn't do that very fast, did I?

I have trouble when there's lots of coins. Don't worry about it.

Mr. Bianco?

Yes. Billy Griffin. Security?

Miss Francis asked me to come down and introduce myself.

Thank you. I appreciate it.

So, uh, what can I do for you?

Nothing, I hope.

I'm not even sure I should be troubling anyone with this, but my brother is a

guest in the hotel.

It was all his idea.

He saved up for months.

I'm sorry. I'm ahead of myself.

My brother's retarded, Mr. Griffin. He's 25 years old, but his IQ is a little

below 70.

His progress so far is that of about a 12 -year -old.

What? What is it?

I think I may have already met your brother.

What happened? What did he do?

Not a thing.

Everything's fine.

I'm not sure I know what it is you think I should do.

He's been going to transitional living classes for retarded citizens.

They try as best they can to teach people like Robert to lead independent

I love my brother, Mr. Griffin. I want to see him succeed, but I can't help but

be a little bit worried.

Relax.

I'm sure he's going to handle things just fine.

Maybe you sort of could check in on him sometime, just to see.

I'll do what I can.

I think I'm going to go upstairs and say hello.

Can this just be between you and me?

My brother may be slow, but he's very independent.

Boy, you look like a bear with a fawn in his paw. Oh, hi, Christine.

I'm going to have to beg off to dinner tonight. Something's come up.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

Yeah, me too. Would you cover for me?

Sure.

Don't worry about it.

Annie? Do you remember what Mr. Leffert said at the school?

What?

He said a responsible person puts away their own clothes.

How you doing?

Hi. I'm not checking up on you. I just missed you, wanted to say hi.

Hi.

Hello.

Robert, you didn't tell me you were planning to have company this weekend.

Are you going to be the best man?

Best man?

This is Annie.

We're going to be married.

Let's get something to eat, Mama.

Can we go to that nice outside restaurant?

We can't, Trish. Not yet, anyway.

Please try to be patient, darling.

You can order up some room service and we'll watch TV, all right?

Dolly? Who is he, Mama?

It's all right. Don't be frightened.

This is my friend, Mr. McDermott.

My daughter, Tricia.

Hello.

Why didn't you tell me?

Well, he wasn't thinking I could hide my grown -up baby.

Hide? I don't understand.

I guess I didn't know if I could trust even you.

I'm doing a little more than just traveling, Peter.

I'm running.

You're running? From what?

There's a warrant out for my arrest.

Nap my own child.

When Gordon died, he left me well provided for, but he left the bulk of

estate in a trust fund for Tricia.

Gordon's mother, Grace Harlan, got a local judge to award her temporary

How? On what grounds?

Grace always resented me. Always made me feel like I was an outsider. Like I

wasn't good enough for her son.

She convinced the judge that I was an unfit mother.

Well, that's crazy. Anyone can see how that kid feels about you.

She never let anyone forget what happened between you and me.

I don't know what to do, where to go.

But I'm never going to give up my little girl.

Great Harlan wants Kath Deesha. She can control Trisha's trust fund.

It's a lot of money, Peter.

Three million dollars.

Hello, Mrs. Harlan.

Oh, Jack.

Forgive me for taking so long to get back to you. Luther and I were out

No problem.

You were right.

She's here at the St. Gregory under a phony name.

Did she see you?

Oh, no, no.

I can have a federal marshal pick them both up within the hour.

No, I'd like to avoid that if we can.

This family's been through enough lately without more stories in the newspaper.

Yes, ma 'am.

I understand.

Why can't Annie be here?

Because I wanted to talk to you alone.

I'm very upset with you, Robert. Why didn't you tell me the truth?

Because I knew you'd be angry with me, and see?

Okay, I won't be angry.

But you have a lot to learn about the real world before you can think about

getting married.

Well, they taught us everything we need to know at the school.

How to read a bus schedule.

How much soap to put in the laundry machine.

How to take care of my money.

And he even knows how to make three different kinds of dinner.

Robert, there's so much more to marriage than that.

You mean about sex.

Well, we know all about that, too.

We haven't done it yet, but we're going to.

We got a license.

How old is Annie?

24. Do her parents know about this?

They don't, do they?

Annie's only got a mother. And she's not like you, Vincent.

She says Annie's dumb.

It's not true. She's not.

Okay, I understand.

But you gotta promise me something.

You get permission from Annie's mother before you do anything, okay?

It's a shame Peter couldn't join us.

I'm surprised they didn't call me.

Not like him.

He had a phone call this morning.

And ever since, he's acted as if he were a thousand miles away.

Anyone we know?

A Callie Harlan?

Who is she, Mrs. Cabot?

Just an unfortunate chapter out of Peter's past.

She sounded stubborn.

She has something to do at that time when Peter lost his job in New Orleans,

doesn't she?

Oh, please tell me, Mrs. Cabot.

What really happened?

He started to talk about it once, but... All right.

I'd rather have you hear the truth from me than be hurt by lies from someone

else.

Peter was an assistant GM at a hotel down there.

He was very young.

He made a terrible mistake.

He was caught sleeping with one of the guests.

He did not know that she was married.

It was her husband who found them together.

He was a powerful man.

He saw to it that Peter was fired.

That's when he went off to Europe, isn't it? Yes.

And it's all ancient history, so why don't you forget it?

We have a magnificent banquet of cream, chicken, and peas awaiting us across

town.

You sure Trish will be all right alone? I can get a hotel sitter.

He's done a lot of growing up the last few weeks.

We've got two suitcases of clothes and some jewelry that's too good to hawk.

I thought you said Gordon left you in good shape.

When the order came through, giving Grace temporary custody, the court also

froze my assets.

You may have to cover me on the bill for a few days.

Of course, but you can't run forever.

I will if I have to.

Grace Harlan's a powerful woman.

Abbott's Parish may be only a few miles outside of New Orleans, but its judicial

system is a real throwback.

She and her family own the town.

Well, she's already handpicked a judge to tell me I'm not fit to raise Tricia

myself. Then you have to get yourself a good lawyer.

Stand and fight.

I had a lawyer.

I think he was taking more of Grace's phone calls than he was mine.

I've given you more trouble, haven't I?

If you want me to leave, I will.

I never turn a lady in trouble out of my house.

Here.

I've been saving it.

It's not a real diamond, but the man at the store said you can't tell the

difference.

I don't care.

I think it's pretty.

Remember me?

Oh, sure.

Sure, I.

Hi. Uh, Annie, this is the nice man who helped me out in the gift shop.

Hi.

Hi.

Uh, won't you sit down?

Oh, thank you.

So, uh, how was dinner?

It was pretty good.

Except for there were these little black salty things all over the baked potato.

Then you're enjoying your stay.

No problems?

This place is great.

If you need anything, anything at all, you just ask the concierge, okay?

I'll write it down.

I did something wrong didn't I?

Are we going to do it tonight?

Do you want to?

Yes.

Me too.

But I thought you said you wanted to wait until we got married.

Well, they make us practice everything else in school.

Maybe we should see if we can do this too.

You sure you know what to do?

I think so.

I love you, Robert.

I love you too, Annie.

Why, Miss Kelly.

Jack, don't do this.

Gordon was your best friend.

Gordon's not signing the checks anymore, ma 'am.

Kelly, what's going on here? Who's this man?

Well, you don't remember me, Mr. McDermott? No.

Well, now, you've heard my feelings.

I'm the guy who was with Mr.

Harlan the night we caught you fooling around with his wife.

It's nothing personal, Miss Kelly.

I like you, always did.

Then why don't you just walk away? Peter.

But I've got to tell Grace Harlan that I found you.

I'll tell you what, though.

I'll wait till tomorrow before I make the call.

It's the best I can do.

Thank you, Jack.

I'm leaving first thing tomorrow.

Where will you go?

I've got a brother in Los Angeles.

And after they've tracked you down there and every other friend and relative

you've got in the world?

I can get you a lawyer.

A good one.

I'll put you in another room.

No name on the register. You'll be safe.

Stay with me tonight, Peter.

I need your strength. Your warmth.

I need your arms around me.

Feel safe.

Just for a little while.

Do you know they have the crookedest

street in the world here?

And it's only one block long?

Mama was real angry.

She wants me to come home.

You want to?

No.

I want to go sightseeing with you, just like we planned.

Good.

And then after we go down the crookedest street, I thought maybe we could go...

Go over here to Fisherman's Wharf. And then after Fisherman's Wharf, maybe we

can go up into the park and go for a walk. They have a zoo there, and I hear

it's real pretty.

Hello, Annie.

Hello, Mama.

You're Robert, aren't you?

Annie talks about you all the time.

I talk about her all the time, too.

You didn't tell me where you were going.

You know better than that.

Don't be mad at Annie, Mrs. Goldman.

You've got to forget this nonsense about getting married.

Come. We're going home.

No.

You'll do as I say.

This is ridiculous.

Whoever put such an idea into your head?

I'm 24 years old, Mama.

I can make decisions on my own now.

No, you can't.

You don't know what you're saying.

Mama, the only times I feel really good are when I'm with Robert.

I don't want you to take that away from me.

We're going out now.

To see the crookedest street in the world.

You're in McDermott's office?

It's, uh, Joel Braddock?

How are you, Counselor?

Good.

Uh, listen, I need your help. A rather friend of mine does.

Yeah, it's very important.

Could you come by the hotel today?

Well, it's, uh, it's personal.

Okay, great, great.

I appreciate it. See you.

Christine.

Are we finished?

I don't know.

You tell me.

It's personal. Nothing you can do.

I wish there were.

Do you know how hard it is to sit here discussing convention dates when you're

in pain and there isn't a damn thing I can do about it?

Peter, sometimes I feel so close to you.

Sometimes I feel so shut out.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to interrupt, but it's Tricia. I've looked all over the hotel.

don't know where she is.

Your mom's real mad.

She'll be okay.

She gets mad lots of times.

Mostly since my father died.

I never had a father or a mother.

Vincent's the only person that ever took care of me.

Vincent says that even though I'm slow, I should always try and do things like

normal.

Am I normal, Robert?

My mother says I'm not.

That's not so.

I'm slow, like you.

You learned the multiplication tables, didn't you?

Yeah.

Took me a whole year.

How'd you find me?

There are 14 Biancas in the phone book. You were number 10.

Why don't you sit down?

I was wondering if you had any thoughts on how we can separate the children.

Well, they're not children. They're fully grown.

Of course they are.

But they're still children.

I mean, it's nonsense about their getting married. It's absurd.

Is it?

Are you suggesting we let them go through with it?

I just wondered what argument we use to keep them apart.

Robert has a job. He walks to work. He makes enough money to pay for his little

apartment and buy groceries.

What more would they need?

I can't believe what I'm hearing.

Marriages between retarded people have no more and no less chance of success

than marriages between PhDs.

What if they have children?

I already talked to Robert about that.

He's smart enough to know that he and Annie will have enough trouble without

that added responsibility.

Mrs. Goldman, you sent your daughter to transitional living school.

Why?

If you weren't willing to let her try and do it.

You are crazy, Mr. Bianca.

And I did not come here to be lectured on how to raise my child.

Wait, wait.

Look around at the people on this wharf.

Where is the rose garden that they were all promised?

Don't you think that all these people face big problems, setbacks, even

tragedies in their lives?

It's not a perfect world for any of us.

Should we deny Robert and Annie that same struggle?

Because they're slow.

Oh, Tricia.

May I come in?

Where is my granddaughter?

I sent her to a boarding school in Denver.

You've always been a rebel, Callie.

You've always fought me.

Is that what this is all about, Grace?

That you can't control me?

Is that why the great family leader's taking this rare journey outside of

Abbott's parish?

To show me that she means business?

You know I mean business. The law is very clear.

The law?

What kind of blind justice do I get with Judge Mavis on your brother's payroll?

The judge is a very good man.

I'm sure he'll allow you to see Tricia as often as you want. Allow me?

I am her mother.

Tricia doesn't want to live with you.

If it's the money you want, you can have it.

But I'm not giving her up.

She is a Harlan.

She's going to have a good Christian upbringing.

She's gone to the finest schools, and she's going to associate with the finest

people. Not like those trashy friends of yours down on the bayou. Get out!

I don't want a nasty court fight, Callie. It is up to you.

One phone call, and I can have the federal marshals put you and Tricia on a

plane within the hour.

Hi, anything?

Yeah. An attractive young lady left this for you at the message desk.

Julie said she didn't look a day over 11 or 12 years old.

Mama said you were her friend.

I was hoping I could get you to talk to her.

You getting a little homesick?

There was a time when I had to go away for a long time.

It was hard being away from the people I loved.

Did you love my mama?

A long time ago.

Do you still love her?

In a different way.

All this is going to turn out okay, you know.

I miss my daddy so much.

I'm hungry.

Want one of those big salty pretzels?

Okay.

Looking for something special?

Oh, I see your girlfriend there likes parrots, and I've got some carved wooden

ones up here. Would you like to take a look?

Sure, I'd like that.

I do not appreciate your implied threat, Mrs. Harlan. It is not implied, Mrs.

Cabot. It's fact.

Your general manager is interfering in my family's affairs.

And I hold you and this hotel responsible.

Interfering? How so?

Well, perhaps interfering is too casual a word.

He is aiding a known felon.

Mrs. Harlan, what kind of a fantasy world are you living in?

Callie's never going to just turn that child over to you.

Don't you get in my way, Mr. McDermott.

Don't you fight me or I'll take you and Callie down together.

Your sordid affair with my daughter -in -law brought an end to your career once.

I wonder how everyone will feel when I tell them that Tricia is not my dead

son's child at all, but yours.

Mrs. Harlan. Yes, ma 'am. There'll be no more talk.

I want her picked up.

You do what you have to do.

I know my daughter -in -law.

She's going to run.

Yes, ma 'am.

Of course it's not true.

It's blackmail.

And she knows it'll make good copy.

The people of Abbott's Parish are slow to forget.

Mrs. Harlan didn't think this through very well.

What do you mean?

If she lies, claiming you're the child's father, she'd destroy her case for

custody. Don't you understand?

It isn't Tricia she wants.

It's the money.

One way or another, she's going to break Gordon's will.

Even if she has to claim that he wasn't Tricia's father.

Annie, I'm real mad at you.

We said if one of us got lost, we'd meet at the hotel.

I lost my trolley map.

Aren't you even going to kiss me?

I did good, huh?

Yeah, pretty smart.

What? What's pretty smart?

You tell him.

Well, she just took me up on my offer.

She called the concierge.

I just waited long enough to talk to my lawyer.

He's on his way.

It's too late for that.

Well, you're just going to hit the road.

Where the hell are you going to go? You haven't got any money.

I know where I can get $5 ,000 for a $20 ,000 necklace.

That ought to get me an apartment and groceries for a few months.

I'll get a job slinging hash.

That's all Grace thinks I'm good for anyway.

Callie, please.

I'm sorry about last night.

I feel like such a fool throwing myself at you like that.

We both felt the same thing.

But you had the good sense to turn and go, didn't you?

We can't go back, Peter.

We knew that.

That's what I'm feeling right now.

That I can't go home again.

Excuse me.

Ms. Coleman?

Hi, I'm Mark Denning, the director of guest relation.

Your mother asked me to tell you that she's waiting in the coffee shop and

like to speak with you.

I'll go with you.

No.

I have to do this by myself.

You always said I couldn't do anything for myself.

That wasn't right, Mother.

I've protected you just like any mother would.

It's been my responsibility.

Mr. Leffert at the school.

He said it's okay to make mistakes.

School.

I'm sorry I ever allowed you to go there.

Then I wouldn't have met Robert.

Robert makes me feel good about myself.

He makes me feel like I'm normal.

You're not normal.

I am.

I'm just slow.

When we hold each other, it's like everything's going to be okay.

Mama, why are you crying?

Don't you understand, Annie?

You're all I've got in the world.

Ever since your father died, it's been just you and me.

It frightens me so to think about losing you.

Mr. McDermott. Peter, I'm sorry. It's all right. These gentlemen have a

for the rest of them.

Hello, Grace.

That's her, officer.

Ma 'am, you and your daughter will have to come with us. Officer, my name is

Joel Braddock. I'm an attorney.

I just want you to know that my client is prepared to cooperate with you

completely.

Thank you.

Are they going to arrest Mother now?

Uh -huh.

Are they going to put her in jail?

Well, only for about 20 minutes or so, okay?

I've already begun arranging bail for her. Tisha understands that she has to

spend some time with you, Grace.

But I've told her that it won't be for long. In the meantime, I called a friend

of mine at the Pontchartrain Hotel in New Orleans.

He's agreed to put Callie up there until this is over.

But the hearing is going to be in Abbott's Parish. The warrant... I doubt

Mrs. Harlan.

I've gotten a judge to agree to a hearing to move this case into the city.

The assistant district attorney of New Orleans is a...

Very good friend of mine, and he agrees with me that it would be virtually

impossible for my client to get a fair shake in your hometown.

By the way, Mrs. Harlan, there's something else you should know.

I'll be filing a number of cross -complaints against you this week on

my client.

Harassment, slander, violation of her civil rights.

Not to mention you're lying about Mr. McDermott being Tricia's father.

That's mental anguish, isn't it?

Hey,

Megan. You seen Julie? I had the warrior tickets tonight.

Oh, Billy called down and asked if one of us would act as a witness.

We flipped, and Julie won.

Witness to what?

For you, Miss Goldman, from your husband to be.

Any second thoughts?

Well, if I waited long enough, I probably would have.

It's not easy to let go.

They're going to need us now more than ever.

I'll be around.

I'm proud of you, Robert. The way you're taking care of it all. The music, the

flowers.

Where did you find the minister?

I asked the concierge for one.

I think we can begin now.

Who gives away the bride?

That's me.

Dearly beloved, we are gathered here in the sight of God to join this man and

this woman in holy matrimony.

It is written that it is not good for a man to be alone.

Therefore, I will make a helper for him.

For this reason, a man will be united to his wife and the two will become one.

But God has joined together.

Let no man put asunder.

We were never both in the same place at the right time, were we, Peter?

Thanks for being so stubborn.

For caring.

Call when you win, okay?

And then I'll send you your bill.

And take good care of your mother, all right?

I will.

What's that for?

A truce.

I behaved like a jerk this morning. I'm sorry.

Oh, no, I am disappointed.

I sort of like the idea of you watching out for me.

Well, at least you can't make any trouble for me from halfway across the

country.

Make trouble for you?

No. No, make trouble for you. Isn't that what I said? No, no, you said make

trouble for me.

Must have been a slip of the tongue.