Alex & Emma Page #8

by the summer winds of Saint Charles...

Adam sought solace in the one person

who had always been there for him.

She was a modern woman.

She would understand

if he spoke from his heart.

He was certain she would take him back.

I don't suppose there's any chance

you might...

no.

- Because I went off...

- Yeah.

- So even if I was to come...

- no.

- Because I've shown myself to be...

- Exactly.

- Okay. So I'll just go...

- Yeah.

For the first time in his life,

he truly understood the expression:

"Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned."

Not to mention,

"Never bite off more than you can chew."

"Paying through the nose,"

on the other hand...

continued to present problems.

The end.

He ends up alone.

You think it's too sad?

It's the only way it can be.

He never had a chance with Polina,

and Anna who was a real possible...

as soon as he felt getting close to her,

he ran for the hills.

It's a classic case of fear of intimacy.

Your other book was about that,

too, wasn't it?

No, that was about fear of commitment.

Right. Okay.

It's a funny book and it's sad.

It makes me feel for everyone in it,

and you did it in 29-and-a-half days.

You should feel very good.

Yeah. So, where are you going?

I have three days of transcription.

We only have six hours

until the Cuban invasion.

Do you really think it's good?

I think it's very good.

Thank you, Emma.

You're welcome.

You know... I, uh...

I "uh" you, too.

Bye.

Taxi!

Keep the change.

Hello.

Polina?

- You look good.

- You, too.

So, how you been?

- I left John.

- Really?

What can I say? I shouldn't have gone

with him in the first place.

You were looking out for your children.

That's my problem.

I never think of my own happiness.

You should have knocked me out,

tied me up.

Taken me away with you.

Thank you.

Deep down,

I always knew you were the one.

Are you seeing anyone?

When I saw you on that dock...

you were like something out of a fairy tale.

Really, I became intoxicated...

like somebody had slipped something

into the air.

All done.

I didn't know you'd be finished so soon.

I was just on my way back.

It's okay, I found you.

Emma, this is Polina.

Polina, this is Emma.

She's my stenographer.

I just finished dictating my novel to her.

She did an amazing job.

I have to go. It was very nice to meet you.

I've heard so much about you.

I'll be right back.

- I didn't know she was coming...

- Don't, Alex! Please!

You know what happens

with these things.

Somebody always says something

to make the other person feel better...

but it never does,

so if you could just not say anything!

Your stenographer?

You introduced me as your stenographer?

I didn't know what to say.

I didn't want to hurt either one of you.

No, Alex.

Who you didn't want to hurt was you.

Wait a sec.

You know what I can't figure out?

What's it going to be, sweetheart?

- One second.

- I can't figure out what's worse.

Having to know every detail...

about your desperate love

for some other woman...

or having to know

that you obviously never came close...

to feeling the same way about me.

Goodbye, Alex.

She's not just your stenographer.

No.

Is she your girlfriend?

Not anymore.

Come with me tonight.

There's a darling little charity ball

at the Ritz.

Landmines, I think.

- I don't think I can...

- It's perfect.

You finished your novel.

We can leave for Paris in the morning.

It's beautiful this time of year,

and the kids would love to see you.

I'll take you to Giverny.

Have you ever seen the water lilies?

They're magical.

Have you ever done your own laundry?

What?

Nothing.

You should have a gun to your head

more often.

- You like it?

- You kidding me?

Usually an author falls on his ass

with his second effort. This is terrific.

Okay!

Here you go. Just like you requested.

$25,000 made out to you...

and $100,000 made out to...

now is it "Cuban Mafia"

or "The Cuban Mafia"?

I'm kidding, cash.

What do you think of the ending?

I like it. It's bittersweet.

Hi, I can't come to the phone right now.

Please leave a message.

Emma, it's me.

If you're there, please pick up.

"M not just calling

to make you feel better.

I really need to talk to you.

Please give me a call.

Can we talk?

Did the fact

that you called 17 times last night...

with no response from me

send any kind of signal to you?

I'm not an idiot.

I figured you wanted to talk to me

but your machine was broken.

Wait a second.

I think I'm in love with you.

I think I couldn't care less.

Emma, please just...

He screwed up big-time

with his wife's cousin!

I did not start this whole thing.

He tells one version.

She was telling me all the time

that my wife was cheating on me.

She tells another.

That's not how it happened. No.

Maybe my life is not so bad.

Hello?

- Lf you keep this up...

- I have your check.

I could bring it over.

Because you worked many extra hours...

- I added in...

- Send it to me.

- I need to talk to you about the book.

- No.

The ending is not right.

My editors think it's fine.

You're the only one I can talk to about it.

I'm not going to do this, Alex.

I think Adam should end up with Anna.

I don't think so.

Some things are nothing more

than what they are.

They're not meant to last.

They take their place in your heart...

and make you a little smarter

the next time.

If you care for me

as much as you say you do...

please respect my feelings

and let's move on with our lives.

Okay?

Okay.

Good night, Emma.

Goodbye, Alex.

Can I help you?

I'm here for a deposition.

Is there a Mr. Taylor?

Yes. We've been expecting you.

If you could just take a seat.

Your stenographer is here.

Yes, I'll tell her.

Someone will be with you in a moment.

Good morning.

I'm Marty Van Buren. Won't you come in?

- Yes.

- Just follow me.

Jenny, could you get me that deposition

on the McKinley case.

- Right away.

- Great.

Why don't you go in here and set up?

- Zack Taylor will be with you in a minute.

- Thank you.

Jesus!

Welcome to Polk, Taylor, Fillmore,

Pierce & Van Buren.

I take you met Marty.

What is this?

He's actually my publisher.

These are his offices.

He charged me for the lettering,

but the role-playing was free.

- What do you want from me?

- I told you.

I want to change the ending because

some people go right to the last page.

- So, it's important...

- You should get someone else to do this.

Look, there's no one else I trust.

You're the only one

who'll know if it's real and honest.

It's only a couple of pages. Emma, please.

Adam returned to Andover...

filled with the dizzying emotions

of the summer on Saint Charles.

Emotions that he hoped

he could capture on paper.

When his thoughts turned to Polina,

it was as if she were some kind of dream.

- I can't do this.

- Please, Emma. Just keep typing.

He remembered her flawless skin,

her dark, intense eyes...

her captivating smile.

Then one day,

that dream walked back into his life.

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