All language subtitles for madame_bovary_usac

Mirror, mirror on the wall.

Who's the sexiest of them all?

What do I have to do? Beg you like Alex?

Well, you're both blind, that's all.

Hang on. I'll be with you in a second.

Handy, handy, ma 'am.

Well, you see, the super was a little
busy downstairs, so he asked me to come

up. Oh, come on in.

Oh,

you're here to fix my mirror.

Mirror? No, wait.

No, no,

no, not mirror.

It says here I'm here to fix a light
clip.

Come on.

It's too bad. My mirror's gone blind.

The switch is over there.

Well, I mean, if you want, after I
finish the light switch, I'd be glad to

you out with your mirror.

Having a problem with your tool?

My husband has a problem with his, too.

Well, what's wrong with the damn thing?

Well, my husband has a problem turning
it on.

He just can't seem to get any juice
going.

Oh, well, I guess there's just a short
in here.

You don't seem to have that problem.

You look like you could handle a screw
with no trouble at all.

Hey, look, baby.

I ain't exactly into having my mind
messed with, you know what I mean?

As a matter of fact, why don't we just
take these beautiful lips of yours and

put them to better use, huh? Watch out
for me. Sure thing, honey. But we're

going to go back in that mirror now and
we're going to check out this sexy body.

And if you're a nice girl, I'll even
give you that free switch job for

No sense of humor, honey.

No sense of humor. I was just kidding.

Look. What kind of lady do you think I
am?

Well,

I'd call it the type that's all talk and
no acting.

Darling, I'm so glad you're home.

Well, I wish the plans for my new
project got that reception.

Annie, why don't you make me one of
those super martinis of yours, huh?

Oh, sure, Alex.

I had your blue zip thing today.

I thought you might want to wear it.

You remember we are going out tonight,
don't you?

Like I said, it was just a short.

If your husband has any trouble getting
it on, you can just call me.

Harrison? Yeah, this is Alex.

What happened with the plans on that
proposal, huh? I couldn't get the damn

thing off first base.

Wow.

Looks like you have some date.

Anyone I know?

We were supposed to go out tonight.

And have some fun.

Remember fun, Alex?

Okay, I'm sorry. So I forgot. And what's
so important about tonight?

It's not just tonight, Alex.

We haven't had any fun since you decided
to shack up with a slide rule.

What the hell do I look like anyway? A
live -in maid?

Hey, listen. That slide rule has given
you everything you've ever wanted. So I

don't want to hear any more bullshit
about my work, okay?

Sure, Alex.

Everything but a husband.

Oh, so it's the sex stuff again, huh?

Well, if you're so hot to trot, why
don't you call Handy Andy back?

I'm sure he wouldn't mind a return trip.

Chris, look, honey, I'm sorry, really.

It's just they got me going crazy over
this new project.

Oh, Alex, I guess I'm just... Bored.

Hey, I almost forgot. I talked to Simone
Foster about it. You know, the lady

with the new boutique?

Well, you have an interview tomorrow
morning.

That's great, Alex.

Oh, but you won't have any problems
about me working with your boss' wife,

you?

No, I guess not.

As long as you keep putting in a good
word for me.

It might even cut down on your clothing
bill.

Look, I better get my ass back in gear.

I gotta finish this report.

What time is it anyway?

It's nearly midnight, Alex.

Oh, man, time really flies when you're
having fun.

You feel so good.

It's been a long time.

Come on, Chris, I have an early
appointment in the morning.

Amen.

Mrs. Foster?

Yes? Hi, I'm Christine Warren.

Oh, yes, dear.

I'll be down in a moment.

Why don't you take a look around?

Still as friendly as ever, Amy.

I bet you say that to all the girls,
Simone.

But I'll make a deal with you. You can
feel my ass up all you want for 30 %

discount. Ha, ha, ha.

Honey, make it 10%. It's not worth 30.

Simone!

So, you're Alex Warren's wife.

That's right.

Well, I've always loved clothes, and I
used to study fashion design before I

Alex, so...

Yes, what is it?

Giorgio Di Stefano just pulled up.

Oh, I'll be there in a moment. Um, go
try that red cocktail number on for me

come up front when you're done. Okay.

Hey, don't mess me up.

Oh, Giorgio.

It's been a while.

I thought you decided to spread yourself
around a bit more.

Oh, give me a break.

You know you're numero uno with me and I
just got back into town anyway.

What do you think, Georgiou? Should I
hire her?

I give the place a little class, huh?

I think that she would add class to any
place.

Does that mean I get the job, Mrs.
Foster?

Of course, my dear Georgiou.

There's an excellent taste in women and
clothes.

My congratulations on an excellent
choice.

Is that dress that Alicia ordered ready
yet?

Yes, of course, sir. It won't be a
minute.

I'm sorry, you know, the excitement. I
forgot to get your name.

Christine. Christine Warren.

Well, Christine Warren, if you will
permit me to, I think we should

I'd like to take you out for a drink,
and I'll drive you home.

Oh, I'd love that.

But, well, I don't think I should.

I don't think Mrs. Foster would like it
if I left.

Why?

Of course, I don't mind, my dear.

You can start officially tomorrow
morning at nine. How's that? That's

Oh, I'm so excited. I'll just go and
keep back and back and change.

I'll be back in a sec.

Don't bother. I'm sure your husband
would love to see you in that dress. Why

just wear it home?

Consider it your first fringe benefit.

Thank you.

Bye -bye.

See, Mom, where's my fringe benefit?

Come on, Amy. It's in the back room.

She's younger than me, isn't she?

You're so much more experienced.

She's so luscious.

I really have missed you, you know.

I've missed your lusciousness.

Purple, did you do that for me? That's
my favorite color.

Oh, yes, that's it, Amy, honey. Work for
your 10%.

Maurice? Simone, I thought it was just
going to be the two of us this time.

Nicole?

What are you waiting for, darling? Take
your clothes off.

Oh, fuck me more than it's my life.

Oh, let me show you how good he is,
Sammy.

That's your tits.

Shame on you, Amy.

Oh,

that does look pretty interesting.

That feels good.

Simone, you look like you're having a
better time with him than you're having

with me.

Oh.

Oh, you're so jealous, Amy.

So good.

Not as good as schmooze, you know.

might be better than you.

Doesn't he have a delicious cup?

Oh. Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh. Oh.

Oh.

Oh, I still like you the best, you know.

Oh, it's so hot.

Oh, yes, baby.

You're so young, so fresh, like a new
blonde.

Really, Mr.

Discozano, I'm not that innocent.

After all, I am married.

That's wonderful. Who isn't married, my
dear?

Please, call me Giorgio.

I'm having a party on Saturday.

Guaranteed excitement of all kinds.

And I'd love you to come.

Oh, I'd love to. I mean, I'd love to
come to your party, but... I just don't

know. Look, if you decide to come,
here's my address.

Oh, when will you be back?

Oh, I don't know. Late Saturday night,
early Sunday.

Hey, Cinderella.

Hey.

That's not the dress you left in this
morning.

Simone gave it to me. I got the job.

Hey, that's great. It's just what you
wanted, isn't it?

Oh, and we've got invited to a party by
a really rich, nice guy, customer

Simone.

Only now I guess I can't go.

Well, you can go, honey.

Simone will be there, won't she?

I guess so.

Well, I won't have anything to worry
about, huh?

Oh, shit.

It's getting late. I've got to get out
of here.

You're not going to waste all that
beauty on yourself.

Giorgio, I didn't... I didn't hear you
come up.

Well, come along, Bellissimo.

The world is waiting.

You drink?

Oh, sure. I'll have a vodka martini.

Giorgio!

I'll be right back.

Tell me you are insane!

No, no, Matt.

It'll be terrific.

The trick is, we just have to look like
we're moving to the music.

You know? Well, it sounds terrific.

I mean, people today are so obvious,
aren't they?

Sex.

Sex. Sex.

Yes, of course.

You're right.

I suppose we ought to really go ahead
and get reacquainted.

Like, who needs you, right?

Oh, let's stay here.

Yeah, that's right.

You have nice tits.

Thanks.

You want a

fuck?

Sure, anytime.

Sorry, I've got to go.

It's so wild.

Oh, wait. Bring it up. Bring it up. I
want more.

Deeper. Deeper.

Oh.

Not planning to jump in that dress, I
hope.

No. I just came out here to clear my
head.

All those people in there and the lights
and the music. It's like being inside

of a jukebox.

Yeah, Georgia really knows how to throw
parties. And that couple in there, the

one that was, uh, you know.

Oh, you mean Tom and Linda.

They'll fuck any place.

Last week, it was in a phone booth in
Midtown. There was a line half a block

long waiting to use the phone.

Well, I didn't realize that they were
friends.

Listen, how'd you like to take Linda's
place?

Well, I, I, uh...

Well, you're very attractive and all for
long, but you are my boss.

Ah, so there you both are.

Are you getting around anymore?

Come on, George, let's dance. Then you
can use the dirty words.

What?

Well, hello.

Remember me, Molly?

We did say you wanted to fuck, didn't
we? Yeah, that's right. Fuck you!

Well,

that was quick.

Or are you just taking a break?

No, I was looking for Giorgio.

I wanted to thank him for the party.

Listen, why don't you catch your breath
for a minute, and I'll get you a drink,

and you can thank me.

How about it? Okay.

Maybe just one, though. Then I've really
got to go. Sure.

You say to everyone, don't you?

Would you just listen?

I'm sure you've noticed by now that some
people don't have too much imagination,

do they? If you ask me, I think they
have overactive imaginations.

Especially with men.

Huh? Whatever happened to romance?

You're sitting under it.

The painting. It's called Romance.

Like I said, whatever happened to
romance?

Great. I take it you're not too
impressed with my handiwork, are you?

Sorry, I didn't realize it was your
painting.

I don't really know that much about art
anyway.

I'm really sorry.

Don't be, don't be.

I'm not too crazy about that one myself.

The important thing is, though, that
Giorgio liked it and bought it for a

thousand bucks.

Well, it was nice talking to you, Mr.,
um... Crandall, Eric Crandall.

What did I say wrong?

Oh, nothing.

And everything.

You're a nice guy.

But a lousy conversationalist, right?

I have to find Giorgio, and then I've
got to get out of here.

Fuck me.

I think that was Christine, and she was
looking for you.

I had the impression that she didn't
want to have anything to do with us.

Oh, when I'm done with you, there's not
going to be anything left to shoot.

Oh, listen, I thought you left.

You know, I feel like I owe you an
apology, only I can't figure out why.

No, no, no, no. It's not your fault. I
should have known better than to come.

I was looking for something that wasn't
there.

I feel like a fool.

I come to these things, too, looking for
something.

Only I never really find what I'm
looking for, and I usually lose a little

of myself each time in the bargain.

Tell you what, if you're leaving, would
you like to come to my place to see my

etchings? That sounds like artist talk
for the same thing.

No, seriously.

I don't want you to think that that's
the only kind of work I do. So I

figured... Well, I don't know, Eric.

I don't mean to twist your arm much, but
it's not often I meet somebody at these

orgies I can actually talk to.

I'll throw in a fresh cup of coffee and
an art appreciation lesson about it.

You drive a hard bargain, Mr. Crandall.
How could I refuse?

All right. Listen, I don't even know
your name.

Oh, it's Christine. Christine Warren.

Oh, after you, Christine Warren.

Wait.

Catch. Ooh.

Yeah.

Yes.

I'm going to rub my clitty against him.
Come on, fuck it.

you think I'm married?

Oh, I don't know.

ESP maybe.

Or it could be that red mark on the
third finger of your left hand.

I'm having it fixed. And anyway, it's
none of your business.

Hey, all the hostility.

Haven't even tasted my coffee yet.

Look, Christine, I don't mean to come
across like some kind of private eye.

Just that I thought it was... Kind of
funny. You're not wearing your ring and

being at the party all by yourself.

In case you haven't figured it out by
now, Eric, I'm not like those people at

that party.

I don't know what I am.

Take a look at that painting.

What do you feel when you look at it?

I think kind of a lonely feeling.

Uh -huh.

Christine. You are just like that
painting.

You are bright, beautiful, lonely.

That's what you are.

What makes you such an expert?

Christine, I painted a bright,
beautiful, and lonely painting, didn't

Where do you think I got the
inspiration?

I don't understand.

It's me.

It's me, Christine.

Bright, Funny on the outside, lonely on
the inside.

It's me, Christine.

And it's you.

Oh, Eric, maybe you're right.

I just need to be touched and held.

To feel alive.

No, no, Eric, I can't. It wouldn't feel
right.

I just wouldn't feel right.

What about me, Christine?

I may not feel right either, but I too
need to be touched and loved.

I'm sorry, Eric. I shouldn't have come.

I'd better go.

And you're so beautiful.

I'm sexy.

Do you really think so, Eric?

I like to think of myself as something
of an expert on women's bodies.

Even though they don't always appear
pink and round on canvas.

So that's your professional opinion.

What's your personal opinion?

My personal opinion is that it's getting
late.

Or early, whichever way you want to look
at it.

And your husband's probably wondering
what you're up to.

You're saying you want me to go.

Yeah, I guess so.

Isn't that what you said a minute ago?

I don't want to go.

I want to be with you, Eric.

Oh, man.

Hold it. I don't want to get too
excited.

You're really beautiful.

Take as much as you can.

You like it?

Ha ha ha.

Love.

You're a lawyer, eh?

Oh, Lord.

I didn't realize it was so late.

I got caught up in a bridge game.

Well, I just got in an hour ago myself.

They sent the company plane for me.

Boy, was that terrific, flying around in
that big baby all by myself.

You have a good time?

Oh, sure.

A lot of interesting people.

Well, you just get your pretty little
ass right in here. I'm feeling terrific.

You know, it went great. There's going
to be lots of bright lights pretty soon.

The plans went perfect. They want me to
supervise the on -site project for the

first month.

Now what do you think about your old
man, huh?

Terrific, Alex.

He must be very happy.

You seem a little funny. Are you all
right?

I'm just a little tired, I guess.

I'm not used to all the nightlife.

Don't let it bother you. I'm only going
to be gone for a month.

Everything's still okay between you and
Simone, isn't it?

The job's fine. I really like it.

Everything's okay.

Well, then why don't you move a little
closer?

We loved and we laughed.

The city was our own private carousel.

I never felt more free or happier.

Munching a hot dog in the park was as
exciting as eating at the fanciest

restaurant. The days passed in a
delicious whirl of sights, sounds, and

I was a woman for the first time.

I also became an expert liar.

Alex would call, full of his work as
always.

I'll try not to miss you, I'd say.

Don't worry, Alex, I'll be fine.

The carousel began to slow down.

Eric became irritable and moody.

He began to drink.

I eventually found out he was in love
with one of his models.

The affair

continued,

and I became more and more unimportant
for him.

Later on, I learned that he was going to
marry her.

It was sad.

I still loved and cared for him.

Oh,

baby.

A little deeper?

How's that?

A little deeper?

How's that?

Can you do something for me?

You name it. You know the position that
you modeled for me?

Can I see you do that? My leg's up.
Yeah. Oh.

I want to see you do that position.

All the way up. You look so high. Go
ahead.

That's it.

That's it. I love that position. I
always wanted to do this.

Do you mind?

Ooh. I've never done that before.

Oh. Ooh.

I love this position.

Give me your likes.

Put it in again.

Put it in.

Right there.

Two. One.

Let's fuck, Eric.

All that posing over there and you
staring at me has made me hot as hell.

What you want, when you want it.

Is that it? Go ahead.

What's wrong with you, Eric?

I'm just sick and tired of doing what
you want to do, when you want to do it,

your old man's money.

I'm leaving.

I'm leaving for Italy in a week.

I've been offered a grant for a year,
and God damn it, I'm going to take it.

Why didn't you tell me?

Doesn't what we have mean anything to
you? Anything at all?

And what have we got, Christine, huh?

What? A nice little interlude till your
husband gets back?

Look, you know that when Alex comes
back, I'm asking him for a divorce.

I mean that.

Save your breath, Christine, huh? Just
save it, okay?

Now it's time to play executive's wife
again.

I wasn't playing any game.

Well, that's not funny either.

No, that wasn't funny, was it?

I know, you don't like cigar smoke. Can
we go in the other room, Warren, huh?

Sure. Enjoy our cigar retreat.

Absolutely. We'll leave you ladies
without smoke.

Man, they're all alike.

They talk a damn good game, but that's
as far as it goes.

Oh, except your show.

Mm, so?

Still can't forget that party, can you,
honey?

Well, you didn't exactly look bored, did
you?

Oh, my God, Dean, I'm disappointed.

I would have thought you would have
picked up a few things with Eric.

Eric?

What Eric?

Oh, come on, dear. You really are naive,
aren't you? He's been pulling that

sincere artist bit for years.

How did you know about me and Eric?

Well, I all know him in Georgia, of
course.

He likes to keep close tabs on all his
investments, women included.

You really don't think he spreads that
charm around for nothing, do you?

What about you two?

I mean, well, I thought it looked
like... We were having some wild,

love affair.

No, darling, it's much simpler than
that.

You see, we have this pleasant little
arrangement. He uses me, I use him, and

everybody winds up with something.

It all sounds so ugly, so impersonal.
Oh, come on, Christine, wake up.

Do you really think your affair with
Eric was Romeo and Juliet?

You used him.

You used him to forget your dreamy
little marriage for a while. No, that's

true.

Christine, men are selfish, insensitive
fools.

Look, remember that box I brought with
me? Well, it's a smashing new dress that

came in this evening after you left. And
it's in your size.

Let's go see how you look in it.

That'd be nice.

The bedroom is in this way.

Even better.

You should take these off. You don't
want a panty line now.

No, no, we shouldn't.

You have to stop. Oh, no, my darling, we
can't stop now.

I've waited too long.

You're so luscious.

You shouldn't.

It's a ride.

Oh, it'll be so good.

Well, I don't know what the hell to do
here. You know, it's been so long since

I've played chess. Must be since I was
about... I was a kid.

It's so sweet.

Oh,

Christ. That's no fun.

Very good.

Very, very good.

Sounds like the ladies are enjoying each
other.

Oh, yes, yes. My wife, Christine, is
very fond of Simone.

Very fond.

Oh.

From what I hear, fond would be quite an
understatement, Warren.

Oh, deep inside.

Oh,

yes.

Oh, deeper. Let me open up for you.

Oh, that's so nice, baby.

Oh, that feels so good. Oh,

that's so nice.

Oh, you like it?

Oh, yes.

Oh, you're a pussy.

I'll be with you in a moment.

No problem.

Oh, sure, Jill.

I, uh, well, Simone's at a fashion show,
and she won't be back till later this

afternoon. Uh, I have a number here
where she can be reached if you want.

It's a gift. Uh, Simone left it for me,
and I think you know where it is. Yes,

it's right over here. I'll get it for
you.

Hmm, very pretty.

I'm sure Miss Whoever will love it.

If not, she can bring it back.

Do I detect just the smallest amount of
jealousy?

Jealousy? Me?

Jealous? Why should I be jealous?

You're obviously quite free to buy
dresses for whomever you want, Mr.

DiStefano. Oh, now it's Mr.

DiStefano, is it?

Well, Mrs. Warren, when I buy a dress
for whomever, I'd like to see it modeled

properly. So please do it. Now.

Very well. If you like, I'll model the
dress for you.

It's nice. It's very nice.

I'm glad you like it, Mr. Stefano. I
presume that whoever you'll be giving it

will have enough up front to carry it
off.

I'm sure that whoever wears that dress
won't make it look half as good as you

do, Mrs. Warner.

Kiss me.

No, George, you're not here.

Why not here?

Somebody might walk in.

Nobody's going to walk in.

You are now officially on lunch break.
Giorgio, I can't. Go away. Oh, but you

can.

Why?

Not here.

Right here.

Beautiful.

Oh, George.

Your beautiful breasts. I knew you would
have.

Come here.

Come here.

George.

This is a little too risque.

Oh, no, no. Yes, it is.

Oh, it's a risque business.

Enjoy your lunch.

Sweet as I know you, baby.

Oh, Joshua.

I

love

it when you feel good like that.

You know I do.

Take your time to do as you can.

Ah.

It feels wonderful.

Don't move.

Why?

Not my thing.

Nice and wet.

I think that's what this dress was made
for.

Made to make it. I like it.

I think lunch is almost over.

I'm serious.

Again sometime.

Yeah? Yeah.

I love it.

What

a

wonderful idea, a boutique whorehouse.

Just the thing for those slow periods.

that you thought it up all by your sweet
little self.

A dress from a lady, a piece of ass for
her man.

You filthy... Jesus, lighten up.

Come on, it was my fault.

How could anything be your fault?

You can't help yourself.

You just have to fuck anything that
moves.

It's time you find yourself another
hunting ground. And as for you, bitch,

you're fired!

Stephanie? Is Mrs. Warren calling?

No.

Thank you.

Yes, it's good to hear from you.

I was expecting you to call.

I'd love to see you.

I'm sorry your afternoon at the boutique
was no bed of roses either.

For that, all I can do is offer you my
deepest apologies.

I lost control.

Can you forgive me?

Giorgio, it was wonderful.

I was as much to blame as you were.

I can always find another job.

The job is nothing. I can find you a
dozen jobs within an hour.

There's the problem of your husband.

Simone is his boss's wife, and she's not
one to forgive and forget.

I don't care, Giorgio. I'm not going
back to Alex.

For you, Giorgio.

Only for you.

At last, we can make love the way we
want it to.

Slowly and deliciously.

Take all the time we want.

What's wrong, Churchill?

Well, I'm going off to Europe, you know
that, and I'd better get going. I didn't

realize I was so late.

Take me with you, please.

I'm going for a month.

What will your husband say?

Let me worry about that.

Alex is intelligent.

I think he'll understand.

Besides, I couldn't bear it. I couldn't
stand to be alone. Not now.

Well, we couldn't have you running the
streets now, could we?

Thank you, Georgia. Thank you.

And now, ladies and gentlemen, it's time
for our festivities to begin.

Those with the high cards will be the
master of the mistress, and those with

low cards, their humble and obedient
slaves.

You look like a nice slave here.

Yes, you have a low card.

I need a mistress with a high card.

Why don't you check out our toys over
here? The mistress will be glad to show

you.

Play a few games.

And you, sir, let me see your card.

Ah, master.

I have just the thing for you. A little
girl. Do you like little girls? Come

here, little girl. Let me see your card.

Yes, a little girl. Come here, little
girl.

I thought you would.

Why don't you go show our little girl?

What is your card, dear?

I got a queen.

You have a queen.

Oh, that means you'd like to be dressed
up like a queen, maybe?

Come on, we have some nice things you'd
like.

A wig, a dress, a bra.

And you like to put your tongue right
there?

Yeah.

Love to.

Love to what?

Do you like me to feel your titties?

I said, do you like me to feel your
titties?

Yes. Yes, who?

Yes, master.

I'm your master. You always call me
master when I talk to you.

Would you like some candy, little girl?

Yes, master.

And smell it.

Yeah. It smells so sweet. It tastes so
good.

Would you like to smell it? Yes. Oh,
yes.

Oh, look at it. Look how pretty.

I said look.

That's nice, Slave.

You're going to be so cute.

Yes, you're going to be so good looking
for all the boys.

Yes, Mama. Come on, dress.

Come on.

Oh, you look so sweet.

Let's go over here.

Good job.

That

feel

good?

I said, did that feel good? Yes, man!

Do you like it?

Uh -huh. Uh -huh what?

Uh -huh.

Yeah.

You're not going to get it again or else
I'm going to whip you. I'm going to

whip your butt.

Want me to fuck you?

Oh, doesn't that taste good?

Hmm?

I can't hear you.

But your tongue right there.

I've got it.

That's a blessing.

Beg now.

I can't hear you. What is the matter
with you now?

Beg to suck that bullet, you slave.

You're so good.

Yes.

Taste this pussy.

That's it. Come on, little girl.

Suck my pussy.

Come on. You can do it. That's it. Suck
that pussy.

Stick your tongue all the way in. Now
lick that clit. Come on, lick my clit.

That's it.

Right there. Oh,

baby, slide your cock meat in there,
pussy.

slave. Oh, my sweet slave.

That's it.

Fuck a real pussy. Know how it feels.

Christine? Christine?

Chris? Chris, I've been calling all day.

Dear Alex,

I haven't the courage to tell you this
in person, so I'll have to tell you this

way.

I know your job means a great deal to
you.

It has given me things I never expected
to have, but it has taken away what I

wanted more than anything, to be loved.

I have to go.

I don't know any other way.

I hope you'll understand.

Miss Warren?

Oh, Elaine, am I glad to see you.

Where's Giorgio?

Well, Mr.

De Sofano asked me to extend his
regrets.

He had to leave earlier than expected.

Where? Where'd he go?

I can join him wherever he is.

Mr. De Sofano, uh, well, he feels it'd
be better off if you didn't join him.

But he did ask that I see you safely
home, that I give you this.

I came back.

Yes, Chris.

You came back.

Will you help me put my bags in the
bedroom, please?

That's good.

I think you should keep them right where
they are.

Packed and ready to go.

Alex.

I... I... Yes, Christine.

You're leaving.

With me.

We're going away together.

On a long vacation.

I owe you that, Chris.

I owe both of us that.

I've been such a fool. I've been such a
blind fool.

I'm the fool, Alex.

I'm so ashamed.

So ashamed.

Can you understand, Christine, that I
only wanted what was best for us?

I guess it only turned out good for me.

I'm sorry.

Can you ever forgive me, Christine?

I'm the one that needs forgiving.

For being so selfish.

Thinking the world revolved around me.

That only my needs were important.

Can we start over again?

Someplace with a beach and sun and fresh
air.

For a...

A week, a month, however long it takes.

Let's start now, Alex.

Here.