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[theme music]

[music playing]

Still upset?

I was perfect for that part, Phil.

You know that.

Of course I know that.

I submitted you for it, remember?

It's my job.

Agents do those things.

Well, is it also your job to take

very depressed clients to cocktail parties just

to cheer them up?

No, that's my pleasure.

Phil, how do I look?

All right?

Fantastic.

[music playing]

Tawny, my dear.

Mr Caulfield.

You look delicious.

It's Alex, my dear.

Certainly you remember.

Mr. Caulfield.

I hear you lost the lead in the new Simon Leyenfeld.

Yeah, well, that's the way it goes.

Serious drama isn't your style anyway, my dear.

But my magazine is.

I've wanted you as a "Rendezvous"

centerfold for a long time.

The offer is still good.

How come whenever I'm around you,

Caulfield, I feel like I have to scrape my shoes?

Come on, Phil.

I need a drink.

Tawny, dear, better not wait too long.

You have the most saleable T&A in town now.

But looks don't last forever.

You're a real jackass.

You know that, Caulfield?

[music playing]

[phone ringing]

(ON ANSWERING MACHINE): Hello, this is Tawny Turner.

Please leave your name and number and the time

that you called, and I'll get back to you as soon as I can.

Maybe so, maybe no.

PHIL (ON ANSWERING MACHINE): Tawny, I know you're home.

Now, please, pick up the phone.

Look, Caulfield's an idiot.

We'll try another picture.

Tawny?

I'm worried about you, Tawny.

Please, pick up the-- oh, the hell with it.

I'm coming over.

[music playing]

[knock on door]

Go away.

I've got your lunch.

I'm not hungry.

I said go away.

I'll just leave it over here.

You might change your mind.

It's spaghetti and meatballs.

I haven't seen you before.

Who are you?

Jonathan Smith.

I just started working on this floor.

Well, Jonathan Smith, if you changed floors

to meet the beautiful and wonderful Tawny Turner,

I'm afraid you're going to be sorely disappointed, OK?

I really wasn't expecting to meet Tawny Turner, Miss Anders.

How did you know my real name?

It's right here on my chart, Mary Anders, room 145.

You really ought to try the spaghetti and meatballs.

I hear it's pretty good.

[sobbing]

Even burned, you're beautiful.

How did you get in here?

Do you always treat your visitors so ungraciously?

I don't have any visitors.

I don't want them or you.

I can understand that.

In spite of what you think of me, Tawny dear,

I really do care. - Oh, yeah.

I'll bet.

I do.

You see, I accept you for what you are.

In fact, I might be the truest friend you have

and the only one who can salvage your career.

Are you going to get out, or do I have to get a nurse

to come and throw you out?

Look, I know how hard this has been on you,

and I want to help.

I want to get you the kind of press that will

rally your fans around you.

Show them your courage.

That always gets people.

I'll give you a centerfold spread,

show them you're still sexy, scars and all.

A real freak show, huh?

Get out.

You'll get a lot of space.

Get out.

Who else is going to want you but me?

You're damaged goods now, Tawny.

Get out!

Get out!

Get out!

Get-- get him out of here!

I think you better leave.

- You're making a big mistake. - Come on.

The visit's over.

You need me, my dear, and you know it.

Are you all right?

Yeah, of course I'm all right.

Can't you see that?

I'm Tawny Turner, the lady with the perfect body,

the perfect skin, the perfect life.

Yeah, only, she doesn't exist anymore.

Mary Anders does.

No, she doesn't.

Oh, God, I wish I was Mary Anders again, whoever she is.

They'll all be waiting for me when I get out of here.

JONATHAN: Who will be waiting?

The press, the public, paparazzi

with their telescopic lens.

All waiting to get the very first

photos of Tawny and her scars.

You know, I know a place where what you look like

and who you are doesn't really matter.

It's a place where you might even get to know Mary

Anders again, if you want to.

It doesn't exist.

Oh, yes, it does.

What are you doing here, Bob?

Mark!

Ah, yes.

How are you doing?

I'm doing fine.

We miss you around here.

Oh, Mark, I'd like you to meet Dave Chamberlain.

He's director of Mesa Canyon, a sighted camp up the beach.

Dave, Mark Gordon.

- Pleased to meet you. - Yeah, same here.

Dave and I are trying a special program this summer.

We're combining our camps for sports and games.

Figure if the kids learn to respect each other now,

it'll last when they grow up.

That sounds like a good idea.

It is if we can pull it off.

It flew to ground at a bunch of our counselors.

KIDS: Come on, Dave.

I've got to run.

I'll make those calls, see if anyone's available.

I'll keep my fingers crossed.

It's nice to meet you, Mark.

Yeah, same here.

So what are you doing here?

Where's Jonathan?

He'll be along.

Hey, I don't suppose you could use a couple of extra hands

around here for a while, could you?

Mark, I can't figure it out.

Whenever I need you and Jonathan, you show up.

Well, what are friends for?

You're hired.

Jonathan, too.

Come on up to the office.

I want to sign you up before you change your mind.

MARK: Oh, by the way, there's going

to be one more, a volunteer.

Who's that?

MARK: Did you ever hear of Tawny Turner?

Sure.

Didn't I hear she had some kind of accident?

MARK: Yeah, there was a fire in her apartment.

Yeah, that's it.

Wait a minute.

You don't mean Tawny Turner's coming here?

The Tawny Turner?

Well, her real name is Mary Anders.

See, she needs some time and a place

to kind of sort a few things out.

You know what I mean?

There's always room for one more.

Wow, wait till I tell Frank about this.

Hey, I don't mind you telling Frank, you know.

But to everybody else around here,

it's got to be Mary Anders.

You got it?

I understand.

Lips are sealed.

Great.

Little Jerry.

Yeah, they grow up quick.

He's been feeling kind of down.

His father hasn't come to see him all summer.

Hey, little buddy.

Remember me?

Bear.

Is that you?

In the flesh.

I missed you.

I missed you, too, buddy.

I missed you, too.

Hey, Frank.

Frank Riley!

Jonathan!

I'd know that voice anywhere.

I'll catch up with you.

This is incredible.

How are you?

Hey, I'm doing great.

You're looking great. You still climbing mountains?

Absolutely.

The higher, the better.

Frank, I want you to meet Mary Anders.

She's volunteered for active duty.

Uh-huh.

Hello, Mary.

How do you do?

And are you a draftee or enlisted?

Oh, a little bit of both, I guess.

I've never done this kind of thing before.

Well, you'll get the hang of it.

And if you've got questions, please ask.

Hey, and here's the man with the answers.

Frank's the one who started this place.

Oh, really?

Well, from what I can see, it's really pretty.

Hey, look, Frank, while I'm unloading the car,

why don't you take Mary around for a little tour?

Good idea.

Mary, it's a big camp, though.

I hope you've got your walking shoes on.

Why not?

Hey, there, pal, you're pretty fast.

Thanks.

You've got good form, too.

What do you run, distance or sprints?

All of it.

Oh, I thought runners specialized

in one or the other.

Not if you can win them both.

My name is Jonathan.

I'm a counselor.

You're with the blind camp.

Yeah, that's right.

How come you're not down in assembly?

I don't know, wanted to run the track before it

got all cluttered up, I guess.

Oh, you mean cluttered up with blind campers, huh?

BOY: Hey, Eric.

I got to go.

Where were you, man?

You missed all the good stuff.

What good stuff?

We're having an Olympics.

And everyone from both camps gets to choose

what event they want to be in.

So what?

It's not going to mean anything, not like real competition.

Why not?

Because these guys can't see.

My dad always says you have to compete

against somebody at least as good as you are,

or it doesn't count.

Gosh, your dad sounds tough.

Well, he's right.

Competing with these guys is stupid.

Very good.

You're looking good.

You're about three strokes from the edge, 2, 1.

Good.

Touch the edge, turn, and go.

Turn and go. Turn and go.

Glide those arms in the water.

Don't splash them. That's it.

Good.

Woo!

How am I doing, Coach?

You're a born fish, Frank.

What can I tell you?

Beautiful.

Well done.

OK, that's enough kicking.

Now, we're gonna practice blowing bubbles, OK?

Come in the water with us, Miss Anders.

Oh, I'm not wearing my bathing suit.

Yeah, come in the water, Miss Anders.

Frank, I can't.

I'm wearing pants.

I swim in pants all the time.

Very funny.

Oh, we want Mary in the water.

We want Mary in the water.

We want Mary in the water.

We want Mary in the water.

Would you look what you started?

Only one way I know how to finish it.

Ah!

Mary is swimming.

Mary is swimming.

Oh, thanks a lot, Mr. Riley.

Yes, all right, Miss Anders.

Oh, come on.

How do you like it?

Ah!

Well, here are the last of the kick boards.

Is that everything?

Except for two soaked counselors.

Oh, Mary, I'm really sorry.

Don't be.

It was fun.

I really like it here.

A lot more than I thought I would.

Oh, and I love the kids.

Mm-hmm, but isn't it nice when they're at lunch

and it's quiet?

I love the quiet, too.

Do you like horses?

I love horses.

Gosh, I haven't ridden since I was a kid.

All right, well, if you don't mind missing a little lunch,

we could take a ride on the beach right now.

That sounds great.

[music playing]

Oh!

Oh, I don't remember ever feeling this free or alive.

Oh, no, I find that hard to believe.

Oh, believe it.

OK, I believe it.

Hey, let's race.

Race?

Well, yeah, I'm blind, but the horse isn't.

OK.

Yeah!

[music playing]

All right!

All right, Basic Canyon Campers, let's go, in the bus.

Sorry I fell on you.

Forget it.

My name is Jerry.

What's yours?

Eric.

Are you the Eric that ran by himself this morning?

Yeah, what about it?

Mr. Smith told me you're fast.

I'm fast, too.

Maybe we can be on a relay team together.

I don't know.

Come on, it'll be great.

OK, look, my camp is getting on the bus, so bye.

See you tomorrow.

Yeah, see you.

And they said farewell forever.

They said farewell, oh, Hiawatha.

And the forests, dark and lonely,

moved through all their depths of darkness,

sighed, farewell, oh, Hiawatha.

And the waves upon the margin, rising,

rippling on the pebbles, sobbed, farewell oh, Hiawatha.

And the heron and the shushuya from her haunts

among the Finland's scream, farewell oh, Hiawatha.

Thus departed Hiawatha, Hiawatha the beloved

in the glory of a sunset and the purple mists of evening

to the regions of the home wind of the northwest wind,

key widen, to the islands of the blessed,

to the kingdom of Purnima.

Oh.

Thank you, Princess Mary Running Bear.

And now, I'm afraid it's time for everybody

to return to your tepees.

Come on, gang.

Let's go.

I tell you, I think I'm going to head for the wigwam myself.

Yeah, me, too.

Chief Plenty Large Bear need plenty large sleep.

Good night. - Good night.

Yeah, good night.

You know, I don't remember camp being this much fun.

Well, you have a wonderful gift for reading out loud.

Oh, well, why thank you, Chief Flying Eagle.

You know, Mary, voices, they're sight to the blind.

I mean, especially to children, they're

how a child first knows his mother

and father, their first impressions of new friends.

Voices paint our-- they paint our world.

Close your eyes.

Yeah, listen.

Can you hear the ocean?

Oh, yeah.

Well, this is how words paint pictures for me.

The sea is calm tonight.

The tide is full.

The moon lies fair upon the straits.

The cliffs of England stand glimmering and vast

out in the tranquil bay.

Come to the window.

Sweet as the night air.

Begin and cease and again begin with tremulous cadence

slow to bring the eternal note of sadness in.

Please, go on.

Oh, I--

I ought to check on the kids.

Good night, Mary.

[music playing]

(SINGING) Didn't want to go to summer camp.

But my parents made me.

Didn't want to go to summer camp.

Can somebody save me?

If I have to go to summer camp, I'll run away.

I just won't stay here.

Summer camp, it can't be fun at all.

Now, I'm stuck at summer camp.

Something is changing.

People are so nice at summer camp.

My mind is rearranging.

All the things I felt about summer camp

are all in the past.

And camp is up last.

Summer camp, I want to come back again.

Back in the city, everything's cold.

It's so cold.

It's so cold.

I remember camp when I'm old.

Thanks for sending me to summer camp.

I sure do feel better.

All the friends I made at summer camp, they will last forever.

If you have a chance for summer camp, you won't regret it.

You won't forget it.

Summer camp, it's just the best of all.

[music playing]

Mary?

Oh, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to scare you.

I couldn't sleep.

I thought I'd take a walk.

I'm sorry.

Oh, god, I couldn't sleep, either.

Oh, you know, you were right about this place, Jonathan.

I feel like everything that's happening to me

is somehow more real than anything that's

ever happened to me before.

Maybe it's because it's happening

to you for the first time.

Aren't you forgetting that, you know,

Tawny Turner isn't exactly naive to the ways of the world?

Well, Tawny Turner isn't.

Mary Anders is.

It wasn't supposed to be like that.

You see, Tawny and I started out to be the same person.

And then somewhere down the line,

it just got out of control.

And then one day, I realized I was living inside someone

I didn't know, didn't respect, didn't like.

But Tawny could handle any situation, any person.

But not Frank.

No, no, not Frank.

I-- I think he likes me, Jonathan, more

than he cares to even admit.

And I like him, too.

I think-- no, I--

I think I'm falling in love with him.

I just-- I just can't seem to get him--

you're his friend, Jonathan.

And-- and you know him.

What am I doing wrong?

Nothing.

You're not doing anything wrong.

I'm not?

No, you're just used to guys putting a hit on you

right away.

That's not Frank.

No, that's not Frank.

And that's why I love him.

[music playing]

Let's get a drink.

Lemon or orange?

Lemon.

It really ticked Mike off when you beat him the other day.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah, everybody was teasing them

because he couldn't beat a--

A blind kid?

Hey, it's OK.

I'm blind.

Don't make a big deal out of it.

We're friends, remember?

Yeah.

Mike could be a better runner, but he's too tense.

You can't run tight like that.

You've got to be loose.

How come you know so much about running?

My dad coaches me.

He was a runner in college.

We live real close to my school.

And we run on the track there all the time.

I'm going to try and be in the Olympics when I grow up.

I love to run, but the only place I get to do it is here.

Maybe you can come to my house when camp's over.

We can practice together.

Are you sure it's all right?

My camp's having parent's day tomorrow.

I'll ask my dad, but he'll say yes.

All right.

Thought you two were practicing.

We're just getting a drink.

Between the two of you, it looks like you're

going to be the team to beat.

Nobody's going to beat us.

We're going to win, right, buddy?

Right, buddy.

I'll be right back.

Got to use the can, then we'll run some more.

Oh, he's a good kid.

Yeah, I'm going to go over to his house and sleep over

and everything.

He's, like, my best friend.

I never had this type of friend before.

Hey, what about me?

Oh, Bear, you know what I mean, a kid, like, my age.

Yeah, I know what you mean.

Frank!

Hi, Mary.

Well, it looks like you could use an extra pair of hands

here. - Thanks very much.

I really could.

So are you going to the rec hall?

I was on the way.

You know, with Dave's camp not here today,

it's the first chance I've gotten to kind of organize

some of the-- the chaos.

Yeah, I know.

We've been so busy all week, we haven't

even had a chance to go riding.

I sure do miss that.

So do I.

Well, then, why don't we get somebody

else to do all this stuff and then you and I can go riding?

I-- I-- I don't know, Mary.

I mean, it's really my job, and it probably wouldn't be fair.

Oh, that's-- that's OK.

I-- I understand.

Then again, extra pair of hands,

we probably could get the chaos organized

by this afternoon and ride.

OK.

I'm sorry, Eric, but the answer is still no.

But why?

Jerry is my friend.

You always let me have friends over.

Look Eric, I think this special program

you're doing with the blind camp is a nice gesture.

We all know the blind need special programs.

But let's leave it at that, OK?

But Dad, he's my best friend here.

Eric, I know you feel sorry for the kid.

I don't feel sorry for him.

Well, sure you do.

Why else would you be palling around with him?

Look, Eric, I don't care what you do here at camp.

But I don't want Jerry around our house.

It would just be uncomfortable.

He needs to be with his own kind.

Just try it for one weekend.

You'll see.

The answer is no.

Now, let's not ruin the whole day over it.

Why don't you show me some of the things you've been doing?

Have you got anything over on the craft tables?

No, I'm gonna ask Dave when the barbecue starts.

They learn early, don't they?

Excuse me?

About people who are different.

I happen to overhear your conversation.

I'm the counselor at the blind camp.

Yes, well, then you also heard that I'm all for programs

that benefit the handicapped.

But you don't want your son to socialize with them?

I don't think it's fair for my son to make friends

with a kid who can't keep up.

I'm sure there are lots of things

blind people are capable of doing to be useful in society.

Well, they're capable of doing anything society

doesn't stop them from doing.

Society doesn't stop them.

It does when it says they can't keep up.

You know, you're making me sound like a bigot.

I don't like that.

Oh, no, Mr. Harrison, you're making

yourself sound like a bigot.

When I was little, I used to come

to the beach with my parents.

Uh-huh.

And we'd stay until nighttime and have a barbecue.

That's great.

I'd just sit and watch the sunset.

I always wondered why the sun never drowned.

That's an excellent question.

I suppose because like people, it can probably

hold its breath underwater.

Take a deep breath, Frank.

[music playing]

I love you.

I love you.

I was so afraid to let myself feel this way.

I love you, Tawny.

Ugh!

Oh, it never changes, does it?

What are you talking about?

Tawny!

You just called me Tawny.

You knew who I was all along, and you used me.

- Wait-- wait a minute. - Yeah, you used me.

I used you?

Yeah, you know, the old blind bit, looks don't matter.

It's not who you are.

Oh, you want what they all want.

Yes, I want you.

I want you.

Oh, fine, go on, take me.

Have a real cheap thrill with that expensive sex.

Go on. - Stop it, Mary.

No, go on.

I want you take me.

You're a user, Frank Riley, just like everybody else.

But that's OK because I was just playing a game on you.

Yeah, for laughs.

You know, turn on the blind guy.

Yeah, I really had you going, didn't I?

Yeah, I love you.

I've been so afraid to make myself

ever let myself feel this way.

I love you, Tawny.

Go away, Mary!

[music playing]

Mary, what's wrong?

Yeah, Phil, it's Tawny.

Listen, you know what I said before?

Forget I said it.

Yeah, listen, I want you to call Caulfield.

I want you to book me for that "Rendezvous" centerfold job.

It's not up for discussion, Phil!

No, no, just-- just do it.

All right, what happened?

The game is over.

That's what happened.

Frank knew who I was all along.

You knew he knew, huh?

Yeah, I knew.

Wait, Mary.

Don't Mary me.

Mary is dead.

It took me a long time to finally realize it,

but people do not let you change.

You got to give them what they want.

[music playing]

Who's there?

It's me, Frank.

Oh.

Mary is gone, Frank.

She left the camp.

Oh, sure.

The lady made it perfectly clear she didn't want to stay.

She had her fun, laughing at the blind guy.

Come on, she wasn't laughing at you.

Whatever she said, she said out of anger, out of pain.

Pain?

I'll tell you about pain, Jonathan.

When I was five, just five, my family

sent me off to boarding school.

And then at 15, I spent most of my nights

dragging my father out of bars.

And at 18, love?

Love?

There was an artist who so politely excused herself

from the relationship because she said

I couldn't appreciate her work.

I wrote the book on pain, Jonathan.

So just back off.

Well, are you so afraid of love that all you can do

is stand there and feel sorry for yourself?

Well, I got news for you.

Mary's got a lot of scars.

I don't mean from the fire.

I mean the ones inside.

She's been Tawny Turner too long, an object, an image.

And believe me, she hates that image.

But it's all she's had until now, until she

fell in love with you.

Yeah, but you're asking me to climb a mountain.

And I don't know if I can.

If you don't, you're going to lose her, Frank.

And what's worse, Mary may lose herself, maybe forever.

What are you talking about?

She's going to do that layout for "Rendezvous" magazine.

She's going to let the public get

a good look at the new Tawny Turner, burns and all.

Why, Jonathan?

Why is she going to do that?

To punish herself for being Tawny Turner.

But Frank, if you love her, you've got to try to stop her.

[music playing]

Hey, Eric!

You forgot your sweater.

Eric?

Yeah.

I've been waiting for you.

Did you talk to your dad about me coming over?

No, I--

I forgot to ask.

Oh.

Well, we can call him on the phone and ask.

Yeah, maybe.

What's wrong?

Nothing's wrong.

Yes, there is.

I can tell by your voice.

I asked him, and he said no, OK?

But we're going to run together.

Just drop it, will you?

Didn't you tell him we're on the same team?

Didn't you tell him we're friends?

I changed my mind.

I don't want to be on your team.

And I don't want to be your friend.

Why?

Cause you're blind You ought to be with your own kind.

I got to go.

[music playing]

Jerry, you listen to me.

Eric is wrong.

No, he's not.

He doesn't want to be friends.

And it's my fault.

It's not your fault.

But it is, Bear.

It is.

How can Eric not wanting to be your friend be your fault?

Because I'm blind.

Come here.

Now, I want you to listen to me, and I

want you to listen real close.

Being blind is not your fault. And it

has got absolutely nothing to do with people being friends.

But I'll never be a runner, Bear,

not a real one, not like Eric.

Well, of course you won't, not talking like that.

Now, you listen to me.

You're a fast runner.

And you can be even faster.

So you've got two choices to make.

Either you can let what he said hurt you, make

you quit, or you can get just a little bit angry

and try that much harder.

I'll tell you something, if it was me,

I would want to show him.

I would want to just beat him or bust my buns trying.

Now, what do you say, buddy?

Let's bust buns.

Hey, whoa, pal.

This is a private shoot.

You don't have a pass, you're gonna have to leave.

We're gonna leave when we're ready, pal.

We're going to start slowly, give you plenty of time

to get yourself loose.

Just relax.

Mary?

What is this?

Get the hell off my set.

I'll take care of this, Caulfield.

We've already talked.

I know that.

I didn't deceive you, Mary.

Yeah, I knew who you were, but I respected your privacy.

First respect and then love.

Oh, come on, you don't love me.

You love the idea of me.

Oh, no, Mary, because I've never seen an idea.

But I've listened to the sound of your smile.

I've felt your warmth when you read bedtime stories

to a blind child.

And you-- you made me believe that love was possible.

That's not an idea, Mary.

That's you.

Can't you get it through your head?

I'm just a creation of people's fantasies.

And I'm a creation of their opinions.

Oh, yeah, but you do have your fantasies, don't you, Frank?

No, Mary, you can't have fantasies

and live with my reality.

But I do have dreams.

Dreams are for losers.

That's not true.

I'm not a loser.

And you don't have to be, either.

I'll be in my dressing room.

Get me when he leaves.

Stay right where you are.

Time to go.

Is he staying down, Jonathan?

He's staying down, Frank.

I want to marry you.

Marry me?

Yeah.

You think that's crazy because I'm blind, Mary?

It's not because I see you better than anyone--

better than anybody.

Do you hear me, Mary?

Because I'm looking inside where it counts.

And you're beautiful, Mary Anders.

You are the most beautiful woman in the world.

And I want to spend my life just loving you.

[music playing]

Cancel the shoot, Caulfield.

My fiance doesn't approve.

[music playing]

The runners are set for the relay finals.

Are you all set down there?

We're all set.

All right.

All right, guys.

On your mark, get set, go.

Eric is in the lead.

You're gonna have to really crank it on, Jerry.

Go!

[music playing]

I lost, Bear.

I lost.

Hey, didn't you hear that cheering?

That was for you, buddy.

You were terrific.

You ran like an Olympic athlete.

You busted your buns.

Jerry, you almost caught me.

You ran a great race.

Thanks.

I'm sorry for what I said the other day.

I didn't mean it.

I really want to be your friend if you still want to.

I still want to.

Hey, Eric.

They want you over at the victory stand.

They're going to hand out the ribbons.

Dad, this is my friend, Jerry.

And he's going to stay in our house next weekend, OK?

Yeah, OK, Eric, that'd be just fine.

Let's go get our ribbons, Jer.

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