All That Heaven Allows Page #7

- Just having the two of you is enough.|- I better phone.

- Not here. It's a secret!|- [Chuckling]

- Don't open anything until I get back.|- All right.

Mama!

Look!

Why, that's lovely, Kay.

Freddie and I|are going to be married.

In february,|after he graduates.

Well, aren't you a little young?

You were 17 when you got married.

But... it's so soon.

Soon?|Oh, it seems like forever.

Oh, Mama!

Remember the afternoon|that Freddie and I had the big fight?

each other. Mama, he's so wonderful.

Yes, I remember.

That was the day you told me your life|would be ruined if I married Ron.

I was being childish. You shouldn't|have let me get away with it.

Of course, that was different.

You didn't really love him,|did you?

Mother!

Your present's on the way.

Hey, this is Christmas.|Let's enjoy it.

After all, it'll probably|be the last one we spend in this house.

What do you mean?

Kay's getting married.|And if I'm not called up right away,

I'm in line for the Walker Scholarship|which means a year in Paris.

with the Dayton Company.

I didn't want to tell you till|I had it pretty well cinched.

Hey, Mother.

Thank you.

Yes, with Kay and I away,|I think we should sell the house.

The house?

It's too big for one person.|What with taxes...

[Doorbell Ringing]|- There's your present now.

[Sighing]|Tsk!

[Door Opening]|- Mama?

[Door Closing]

Don't you see, Kay?|The whole thing's been so pointless.

Oh, mama, I'm...|I'm terribly sorry.

I didn't mean to hurt you.

[Sobbing, Sniffling]

Mama, it still isn't too late,|if he loves you.

[Sighing]

Mother?

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas, Mrs. Scott,|and Happy New Year.

Kay and I couldn't afford|anything but a table model.

and it's easy to operate.

All you have to do is turn that dial and|you have all the company you want...

right there on the screen.

at your fingertips.

Fetch, go on!|Fetch, old boy!

Ha, ha!|Boy, are you slippin'.

Why don't you try|using shells in that gun?

- Doesn't seem to help.|- Ha, ha!

Can't shoot straight anymore,|I guess.

I don't seem to be good|for anything lately.

You haven't been good for anything|since you and Cary broke up.

- What's that got to do with it?|- Everything, and you know it.

You're not the same anymore.

You're no good to me,|yourself or anyone.

All right,|so what do I do about it?

- Call her up. Go see her. Apologize.|- Apologize for what?

I don't know for what.|For anything. Make up something.

[Dog Whining]

That's a boy. Good boy.|Hey, nice, huh?

Look, Mick,|I told her that I love her.

I asked her to marry me. I can't force|her. She has to make up her own mind.

She doesn't want to make up her|own mind. No girl does.

She wants you|to make it up for her.

- Come on, let's go.|- No, I'll be along later.

Gotta catch one pheasant|at least.

Hey, uh...|Well, uh... You know.

[Laughing]

Well, Dan,|what's the verdict?

I was just going over|the findings.

There's nothing organically|wrong with you, Cary.

Why do I have|these headaches?

It's not my imagination.|And they're getting worse all the time.

- You're punishing yourself.|- For what?

For running away from life. Headaches|are nature's way of making a protest.

Will you give me|something for them?

Do you expect me to give you|a prescription to cure life?

Sit down.|I want to talk to you.

Forget for a moment|that I'm your doctor.

Let me give you some advice|as a friend. Marry him.

[Whispering]|Oh.

Well, there's no point|in discussing that.

- It's all over.|- Apparently it isn't.

- You still have the headaches.|- But that's silly.

And anyway,|how could I marry him?

The whole thing was impossible|from the beginning.

You know, Dan, in a place like|Stoningham, you can't ignore convention.

So you gave up a man you were|in love with because of others?

And you had the great satisfaction|of being taken back into the fold.

I was thinking of my children.

were before. Lonelier, in fact,

and ned abroad.

Sso what good|was your noble sacrifice?

Cary, marry him.

Oh, it... it's too late.

And maybe he's|found someone else.

Anyway, if he'd really loved me,|he would have come to me.

No! If you'd loved him,|you'd have gone to him!

In spite of the town,|the children, everything.

Let's face it. You were ready|for a love affair, but not for love.

Good-bye, Dan.

[Door Closing]

[Horn Honking]

- Cary!|- Hello, Alida!

Hi!

- It's so good to see you!|- It's so good to see you!

What were you doing in the doctor's|office? Nothing wrong, is there?

Oh, no. Just a checkup.|He couldn't find a thing wrong with me.

- Would you have a cup of tea?|- I'd love to, but I'm late.

- I have to pick up Mary Ann.|- Mary ann?

She's getting married, you know.|- Married?

been going together for a year now.

I don't think you've met this one.

I have to dash. Come by and see us,|We miss you!

- I appreciate that. Good-bye, Alida.|- Bye!

Cary!

C...

Cary!

Cary!

[Doorbell Ringing]

- Alida?|- Hello, Cary.

- Come on in.|- I thought I should come over.

- There's been an accident, Cary.|- It's ron.

- You better come with me.|- How bad is he?

Don't know yet.|Dr. Hennessy and Mick are with him now.

- Oh, alida.|- Get your coat first.

[Footsteps Running]

Mrs. Scott.|Please, Mrs. Scott.

- How is he?|- We don't know anything yet.

- Where's Mr. Anderson?|- He took the doctor back to town.

- Well, didn't he...|- Nothing that he could have done.

He'll be back|in the morning.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Scott.|I have strict orders.

He can't be disturbed.|He must be kept quiet.

Let me take your coat.

Why don't you sit down?|I'll get some coffee.

Wish Mick had waited.

But I'm sure the doctor wouldn't have|gone if he thought there were...

Alida.

This room.

The beauty that|Ron's put into it.

And the love.

He never gave up hope|that you'd come back, Cary.

You told me once that|Ron was so secure within himself.

Because he refused to give importance|to unimportant things.

Why did it take me so long|to understand it?

Remember I told you it took us|a long time to find the right answer?

It doesn't happen overnight.

I feel like such a coward.

I was so frightened.|I let others make my decisions.

Alida, I've let so many people|come between us.

Friends, neighbors, children.

And the strangest one of all, myself.

Don't worry about things|in the past.

Isn't that|unimportant too, hmm?

If only I haven't|waited too long.

Your coffee.

Thank you, but I really|don't care for any.

Why don't you go upstairs|and rest a while? Try to sleep.

I couldn't sleep.|I want to stay here in case he wakes up.

May I sit over there?

Well, all right.

[Chiming]

[Chiming Continues]

- Well, Dan?|- He's got a concussion.

Otherwise, I'd get him to the hospital.

It's gonna take time|for him to recover.

Dan, what can I do?

You plan to stay?

Yes. No more running away.

He'll need rest and care.|And he'll need you, CCary.

Nurse.

Cary.

Yes, Ron.

You've come home.

Yes, darling, I've...|I've come home.

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