An American Affair Page #2

Especially when it's the wrong decision.

We are talking about the man who stood in front of the wall

and mispronounced "Berliner".

Ich bin ein Berliner:

We are all jelly dougnuts.

My God, can we talk about

something else, please?

It's Washington.

What else is there to talk about?

Life maybe?

Life? There is life outside politics?

There is nothing outside politics.

Catherine Caswell.

You should've seen him.

He came home full of mud.

Like he was in the Bay of Pigs.

The Boy Pigs.

Form is dead.

Hey.

- Hey.

We're going to your house, right?

Yeah, great.

Definitely.

Hey, guys.

Ready to go?

Magda's gonna come with us.

That's okay, isn't it?

Sure.

- I guess...

- Let go.

Cool house.

What do your parents do?

They're writers.

Journalists.

My mom's a writer...

cook books.

Cool.

You guys just pretend I'm not here.

I'm not here.

What was that?

It's kissing, you stupid.

French kissing.

I went to France once.

So you should know how to do this.

Of course.

What... is that?

It's uh... my tooth.

That is completely disgusting...

I've gotta go.

My mom's gonna pick me up.

Yeah, we better.

Call me when you have it fixed.

You broke a tooth and

you weren't gonna tell us about it?

I glued it back in.

You glued it?

I thought it would be okay.

This isn't a baby tooth, Adam.

These don't grow back.

I know that.

Then why didn't you tell us?

I don't know.

What is wrong with you?

Nothing is wrong with me.

What is that supposed to mean?

Every day you come home dirty

after working in that woman's garden.

- You spent all the time alone in your room...

- You said...

- You spent all the time alone in your room...

- Because you...

- You don't talk to us anymore.

It's your tooth,

for God's sake.

My tooth!

My tooth.

What was that?

I have no idea.

Well... we'll call the dentist

in the morning.

Society girls and Washington wives.

Nero feels...

Rome burns.

Who the f*** are you?

It isn't safe to ignore people

in the dark kid.

You didn't answer my question.

Oh, you like to sneak around,

is that what you like to do?

You like to watch?

You like to sneak around and watch?

How about I put you in jail?

Let other people watch you for a while.

You can't put me in jail.

Oh no?

You're not a cop.

What makes you say that?

You're drunk.

Drunks come in all shapes and sizes, kid.

Come on.

So this is what a journey to higher consciousness looks like?

Hello, Graham.

Pathetic...

Look at you.

I found this peeping tom outside.

- Hi, Adam.

- Hi.

Oh. You know him...

He's doing some work for me...

in the garden.

In the garden...

Looks like Vietnam. Post napalm.

Don't you like it?

No.

Good.

I think I'm gonna go.

Why?

It's nice to have a man around the house.

What the f*** are you laughing at?

What!

Go upstairs.

I'll be up in a minute.

What happened to you?

Where did you go?

I'm right here, Graham,

just like always.

You made a promise to me...

and Harris.

You said you'd take care of us,

even after he...

We could have had another kid.

We were still a family.

People see you...

It's not as if it's a secret

Going in and out of the White House.

They see you, Catherine.

Why do you care?

- You're my wife.

- Was!

Was your wife.

Everyone knows...

and they laugh about it.

And you know why?

Cause you're not the only one,

Catherine.

He's got a string of women

and he fucks them all.

Every last one of them.

You can't hurt me anymore, Graham.

Not you, not your government,

your precious agents.

None of it can touch me.

He was my son too...

Was he?

Tough day at the office?

I got Cubans running around south

Florida and Louisiana,

just looking to shoot someone.

Idiots with guns.

Well I told you the anticomunism brigade won't work.

They all want back in on their own terms.

Almost like a marriage gone bad, wouldn't you say?

Almost...

You trained her very well.

She was an Agency wife.

Is she going to be a liability?

She writes everything down.

She always has, in a diary.

I would've thought you'd've broken that sort of a habit.

You try break it, we'll see how far you get.

Mr Del Valle, how are you?

Every morning when I wake up

I think of Fidel laughing at us.

Laughing and laughing behind his cojiba.

It's not funny though, is it?

Much like that playboy Kennedy, he laughs at us too.

You know Mr. Caswell, of course?

Yes, of course.

We must act

sooner rather than later.

Bay of Pigs.

Oh boy...

What do those secret service agents think when

they're waiting outside while

Jack and I are swinging?

He doesn't trust Lucian,

not anymore.

It's only Bobby now.

You should have seen your face in light, Charlie.

I was to worried about your hands...

You're in a hurry.

Things to see, places to go.

People too.

Exactly.

Look at you...

I didn't invite you over to look.

So soon?

Helene is making dinner, quail or something.

I promised I'll be there.

Give her my love.

She read that Huxley book you suggested.

Didn't like it.

No surprises there.

I could leave her, you know?

For me?

Don't bother...

My quail needs work.

Have a nice dinner!

You left your book there on the floor, dead giveaway.

I'm um, I'm sorry...

There's no rain, so I'll just go home.

Sit down.

Never be ashamed being excited, Adam.

Just don't do it again.

I won't.

I saw your husband today.

How exciting for you.

He was with another guy, in a dirty suit.

They were talking about you.

They met somebody,

guy with an accent.

"Del" something.

Del Valle? Was that his name?

Yeah, that's him.

Who is he?

He's a Cuban.

Very angry Cuban.

Some people think he's a patriot,

other think he's a criminal.

I guess that'd depend on your point of view.

That's right.

That's exactly right.

You need to go now.

See you tomorrow.

Adam, if you see my husband again,

go in the other direction.

Oval Office.

This is Catherine Caswell.

Can you put me through, please?

One moment, please.

I'm sorry, Ms. Caswell,

the president is on the phone.

I'll wait.

It may take some time.

It's important.

Well I believe he will be on the phone longer than you are willing to wait.

May I take a message?

No. No, no message.

Just boast...

Don't f*** this up, Jack.

This was the night when Cuban prisoners

finally came back from the Bay of Pigs.

They flew into Miami after 20 months of captivity

Finally freed by Fidel Castro

for a ransom of $ 53 million

in food and medicines.

How will these returning prisoners be absorbed

into the restless Cuban-American community?

Adam,

hurry up, he'll here be any minute.

Doofus.

Walter's driving you.

- Walter?

- Jason's dad.

We'll be home late so just, get yourself to bed

And if anyone, and I mean anyone

is drinking at this party, I want you out of there.

Have Jason call his father.

Ok, mom.

And don't think I won't find about it mister

because I will. Clear?

Clear.

Bye, Dad.

Bye, son.

Adam...

Have fun!

Jimmy, cut the sh*t.

What?

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