A Summer Place Page #7

...your husband might well stop

his alimony payments.

Are you willing to chance that?

It's as though the court were forcing me

to commit my daughter...

...to a house of sin.

There's no way of knowing

she'll even be on the plane.

- She didn't wire.

- She'll be onboard, you'll see.

Darling, I just don't want you

to be disappointed.

I guess our punishment

isn't completed yet.

- Hello, dear. Welcome.

- Hello, Mrs. Hunter.

Why don't you just call her Sylvia.

Well, I'll try.

- Johnny's coming Thursday.

- Yes, I know, we wrote.

- It'll be great when we're all together again.

- Yes, Daddy.

Frank Lloyd Wright designed our house.

The is the living room.

And that's the back terrace.

And if you get hungry and want a snack,

there's a kitchen back there.

And this is our room, Ken's and...

Your father's and mine.

This is your room, Molly.

Here you have your own porch...

...so that you can take a sunbath

if you wish.

I can't tell you how good it is

to have you home again, honey.

You don't know

how I've looked forward to it.

Sylvia picked and arranged

these flowers herself.

- Are you feeling all right, baby?

- Yes.

Well, maybe you'd like a little rest

before dinner.

Yes, please.

You know, the plane ride was a little rough.

Of course.

Of course.

I think she was trying to get rid of us.

I guess it's natural for her

to be shy at first.

Getting used to you and me

being married and all.

I could sure stand a drink.

How about you?

One thing's sure,

we've got to behave normally.

They've got to want us, come to us.

We can't force it.

- They've got to find us for themselves.

- We knew it wouldn't be easy.

I love you.

Me too you.

Attention, please.

Last call for passengers for Flight 17.

Flight one-seven.

Where's Molly? Didn't she come?

She'd said she'd rather meet you

on the beach than here with us.

- Aren't you gonna say hello to your mother?

- Of course.

Good to see you, Mother.

You look very well.

So are you, dear. So are you.

Well, I guess the sooner we get our reunion

started, the better, huh, Johnny?

Hi.

I'm glad you came.

So am I.

- Come on, Pete! Move! Come on, boy!

- Come on, Ty, come on.

That's too high.

Well, I found us a little place that's private

over there, Johnny.

Oh, great.

You smell so good.

I washed my hair for you.

I knew we'd be together, so I...

- I love you, Johnny.

- I love you.

I love you so much, I ache inside.

I feel the same way too, Johnny.

Feel my heart pound.

Mine's the same.

Molly, I wanna marry you.

- We can't, Johnny. Not for a long time.

- We can run away.

You've gotta finish your college

and then go to the Army and all.

- But that'll take years.

- We can see each other.

How often? When? Where?

- Maybe this summer we'll...

- At Pine Island?

Now, you know your mother

would never let you.

No, not ever, she said.

Let's face it...

...we're all alone on this earth.

Molly, you're more beautiful

than I can believe.

I'm glad I look good to you, Johnny.

- Look out, now.

- Hey, lovebirds, huh?

Look out in the sand, now.

They're gone. There's nobody else.

- They came just in time. We better cool off.

- Why?

- Because I'm afraid.

- Of me?

Of yourself?

Yes.

That, and some other new feelings

that I can't explain.

- Are you angry because...?

- No.

We've gotta be good, Johnny.

Good. Is it that easy to be good?

Are you bad, Johnny?

Have you been bad with girls?

No.

I just don't exactly know

what that word "good" means.

Is it good for us to be apart?

Is it good to hardly know whether we'll

see each other for the next 3 or 4 years?

- Is loneliness good?

- That's not what I mean.

I think all of you is good.

I know your lips are good.

No, Johnny, please.

Can't I even hold your hand?

Of course, but you don't seem to stop.

You're right.

We better be good and sensible...

...and wait, even if it takes years.

Come on, I'll take you home.

- Home?

- To their house.

Well, you go on ahead.

I have some repair work to do first.

I'll only be a minute.

Here they come.

- Did I say something wrong?

- No, you were right. I said that.

Then why are you angry with me?

I'm just angry at myself

for wanting you so much.

I know a place where we can go nights.

It's a lookout facing the sea...

...where we can look out on the moonlight,

but, well, people can't look in.

Can we go there tonight?

After being gone all afternoon?

What'll they think?

I just know I can't spend the whole evening

with him and my mother.

I know. That's how I feel about her.

Johnny, do you think they make love?

Why, sure they do.

They're married, aren't they?

- What do we tell them?

- About us?

No, about going out tonight afterwards.

I could tell Dad we're going to the movies.

I mean, that'll give us plenty of time.

Think they'll be able to tell by our faces?

I mean, it's important that we look normal.

Well, when you feel scared,

you just look my way.

Thank you, dear. We haven't organized

any social activities for you two.

- We thought you'd just like to be lazy.

- Fine.

By the way, Mother,

do you know of a movie nearby?

Yes. They're running one of those wonderful

old horror numbers, King Kong.

I missed that one.

Would you mind

if we went to the movie?

Well, I sort of hoped...

Now, Ken, we decided to let them choose

what they want to do.

This is one of the first

science-fiction pictures made.

- I mean, it's real scary.

- We might even sit through it twice.

This is wonderful. How'd you find it?

I knew we'd wanna be alone,

so I explored.

Gee, you know, that was an inspiration,

Johnny, about sitting through it twice.

- It'll give us plenty of time.

- What if they ask about it?

- I never saw it.

- Oh, I did.

It's about this big ape or gorilla

or something...

...who carries his girl off

in the palm of his hand.

Fay Wray, I think.

Are you sure you wanted to come here?

You're not just doing it for me?

Yes, I wanted to come here,

and, yes, I am doing it for you. Why?

I don't know, I guess I just feel guilty...

...like, making you do something

you don't wanna do.

I never do things I don't wanna do,

Johnny.

I wish we lived on a South Sea Island...

...where everyone gets married

when they're 12.

I wouldn't have been ready

for you then, Johnny.

I was real goony at 12.

And you wouldn't have wanted me.

Come on, Molly...

...let's be the way you wanted to be

this morning:
Good.

Let's go see King Kong.

Kiss me first.

Look, there's no point in making it

any tougher than it already is.

Is kissing me tough?

Stopping after one is.

Please?

This is real crazy.

Me wanting to be good.

You don't really wanna be?

No.

Darling.

We'll go back to school,

and we'll write letters...

...and we'll hope that someday, somehow,

somewhere, we'll be together again.

Like you said on the beach:

"Let's be sensible."

But you don't really want that.

No.

And I can't lie about it.

I don't know why.

I don't even care about

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