All That Heaven Allows Page #4

[Cary]|Oh!

Hey! Hey! Hey!

- [Laughing]|- Oh!

Hey, everybody!|The lobsters!

[Chattering, Laughing]

[Alida]|Get 'em out of the way. There!

[Doorbell Ringing]

Mrs. Scott?|- Yes?

I'm Mr. Week. Mrs. Warren told me|you might be interested in television.

Most of my ladies tell me|tv gives them something to do.

Mrs. Warren has made a mistake.|I'm not interested in television.

I'm in a terrible hurry.|Will you excuse me?

May I call again, Mrs. Scott...

[Car Horn Honking]

When you called me|to hurry, I hurried.

Did you have anything better to do|of a Saturday afternoon?

No, as a matter of fact, the children|aren't coming up this weekend.

After you.

Oooh!

What you've done to it!

And the fireplace!|Oh, it's so friendly.

And you put in|this big window.

What a beautiful view|of the pond.

- Why, you can see for miles!|- Mm-hmm.

- The sun comes up right over that hill.|- Oh!

- Do you like it?|- Why, it's unbelievable.

Let's take your boots off, huh?

Of course, there's a lot of work to|be done yet, but it'll be worth it.

- Your feet are cold.|- I know. They're frozen.

- The teapot. You found all the pieces.|- Mm-hmm.

It took days and days.|[Chuckles]

These stairs are|moving to the loft.

I'll add the bedroom up there.

The old millstone|I'm trying to make into a table.

You know why I've started|to fix the place?

I didn't want to say anything until|I knew I could make it livable...

for us.

Do you understand|What I'm saying, Cary?

Yes.

I'm asking you to marry me.

I love you, Cary.

L... I just hadn't|thought about marriage.

Why do you think|I've been seeing you?

I didn't think.

- Can't you see it's impossible?|- No.

This is the only thing|that matters.

No. There are|other things that matter.

The children... How could I ask them|to give up their home?

Home is where you are, Cary.

But the kind of life you lead,|l... I don't know that life.

How could I make sure|it would work out?

You can't, Cary.|You can't!

Don't you see I'd be turning my back|on everything I've ever known?

- Isn't it enough we love each other?|- No, cary.

It isn't.|It isn't enough for either of us.

You're running away from something|important because you're afraid.

- Afraid?|- Mm-hmm.

- Of what?|- Many things.

Perhaps you're right.

It's absurd|to think of marriage.

- It's out of the question.|- Cary!

The hours|you've spent mending it.

Doesn't matter.

Cary.

Don't forget your boots.

I'll help you.|You mustn't catch cold.

[Sobbing]

Darling, don't cry.

Oh, Ron,|I love you so much.

What are you|thinking about?

That I love you.

It won't be easy.

There will be|a lot of things that...

You'll have to help me.

I'll help all I can.

- It's getting late.|- Mm-hmm.

Does it matter?

I'll take you home.

with the roast twice on saturday.

I kept phoning|up till 9:00 in the evening.

I'm sorry,|but I completely forget.

- Hello, Mrs. Plash.|- Hello. I was just thinking about you.

- Pleasantly, I hope.|- Of course.

I was telling Mrs. Scott|I couldn't figure out where she was.

- I even phoned the club.|- Oh?

The children weren't coming up so|I decided to go away for the weekend.

- I'll take my roast now.|- Glad you had a chance to get away.

- Where did you go, darling?|- Upstate.

Good-bye.|Good-bye, Mona.

It's comforting to know|she's not lonely, Mr. Gow.

Mona Plash is such a gossip.

It'll be all over town|by tomorrow, I'm afraid.

I hate to have the children learn|about us before I tell them.

Then you'd better tell them.

It should be so simple.

Two people who are in love|with each other, want to be married.

Why is it so difficult|all of a sudden?

It isn't,|if you're not afraid.

That's what Mick|learned from you, isn't it?

No. You can't learn that|from anybody.

Mick discovered for himself that|he had to make his own decisions,

that he had to be a man.

And you want me to be a man.

Only in that one way.

Mona certainly didn't|waste any time, did she?

I suppose the whole town's|talking about it.

Well, she phoned me.|That's why I rushed over.

Of course,|I didn't believe a word.

You should.

You can't be serious.|Your gardener?

He isn't my gardener.

He did work on the trees.|You met him.

And even if he was,|I'm in love with him.

And I'm going to marry him.

Well, all right,|maybe I'm a snob.

But it isn't just a question|of whether he's a gardener.

The talk won't stop at that.

younger than you are.

And the fact that you're a widow.|- What does that got to do with it?

- With money.|- Ron isn't interested in my money.

And that he worked at your place|while Martin was still alive.

People will say that all this started|before your husband died.

- But that's not true. You...|- I don't!

But Mona? Ha!|Mona will have a field day.

Before she gets through,|the whole town will believe it.

You know, Cary, as well as I do|that situations like this...

bring out the hateful side|of human nature.

Remember you have|Ned and Kay to think about.

At their age,|what people say matters terribly.

Have you stopped to think|what all these rumors will do to them?

You're asking me to give up Ron because|of something in people that's mean?

- I didn't say that.|- Do you think it would be good...

if I were to let myself be|beaten by such hatefulness?

Well, I'm not gonna do it.

Let them say what they want to.

And that goes for you too, Sara.

I must say, Cary,|you've got stubbornness.

And courage.

If you want to throw me out,|I won't blame you.

I apologize.|At least I can do that much.

You don't have|to apologize, Sara, just...

just go on being my friend.

I'd be a fool not to do that.

I've got to give a cocktail party|this weekend for that moron Jo-Ann.

She bagged Tom Allenby.

You bring Ron.|Maybe if people see him,

maybe if they get to know him,|they'll accept him.

Well, I'll call him.

[Train Bell Clanging]

Good evening, Mrs. Plash.

- Hello, ned. You home for the weekend?|- Yes, I am.

Just wait until you see your mother.|She's never looked so radiant.

- I wish I knew her secret.|- Thank you, Mrs. Plash.

- Lf you'll excuse me, I've got to hurry.|- Mm-hmm.

Yoo-hoo, Mildred!|How was New York?

Mother?

I'm home!|Where are ya?

I'll be up in a minute.

Yeah.

- How are you, dear?|- What were you doing in the cellar?

I was putting some things|away in the storage closet.

Everything was getting|so cluttered.

Where's Kay? She and Freddie|were supposed to drive up together.

She's upstairs.|We've been waiting for you.

Why all the mystery when|you phoned? Who's coming?

Oh, mother, I hope you don't mind|my borrowing your manicure set.

Which is better?|Crimson snow or traffic light?

[Ned] Oh, dig you. Since|when have you joined the female ranks?

- All right!|- Now, Kay, Ned.

I want to discuss something with you|that concerns you as much as me.

You're going to get married.

Why, yes.|How did you know?

Oh, it had to happen.

Anyone as attractive as you.

Besides, you know what I think|of widows being walled up alive.

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