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the one you're always so high on.
She says don't rule him out.
At that moment,
with his life going down the drain,
Roy only wanted to see Dia.
And, suddenly, there she was.
But even if she wasn't getting married,
what the hell chance did he have?
What could he offer her? What was he?
A washed-up writer at
A member of the "formerly promising" club?
"Royal Channing." A hell of a name
for a limo driver or a bike messenger.
The thought of beginning a new book
paralyzed him.
He'd lost all his nerve.
And what was he supposed to do,
work days and write nights?
Not that he had an idea for another book.
And just when you think
things can't possibly get any worse,
fate lets you know
there's bigger trouble out there.
Hello.
I just thought you should know.
Jeez, I'm in a state of shock here.
I can hardly speak.
There was a car accident,
a terrible car accident.
Mike Prince, Henry,
driving to the poker game.
Head-on collision with another car.
Two girls dead. Henry's dead.
Mike's in a coma.
Even a pedestrian on the pavement
is on the critical list.
It's just unbelievable.
Two teenage drunks nicked the car...
Bam! Unbelievable.
He couldn't get his mind around it.
Mike Prince in a coma? A vegetable?
Henry Strangler gone.
He wasn't even that close with them,
but it made him feel
how quick and fragile is existence.
And that's when he had his crazy thought.
Strangler lived alone.
He had no family,
no time for a woman in his life,
and was obsessively private
about his first novel.
Roy was the only one he'd trusted to read it,
this Roy knew for sure.
Strangler had just finished tweaking it
and had not shown it to Malcolm Dodds yet
because Roy was to arrange that.
Strangler had no agent
and none of the other poker players
were writers,
and so had no particular interest in
or knowledge of his progress.
The man was a drone,
a perfectionist, a workaholic.
Possibly a genius
who'd written a terrific first book,
but tragically and most conveniently,
he was dead.
I'm not familiar with your shop,
but I'll make it my business
to tell Cristal all about it.
Well, it's only small, but I think we carry
most of the important occult books.
-Do you have any literature on reincarnation?
-Yes.
You know, sometimes I get a clear flash
that I've visited a place before.
Perhaps ancient Egypt.
My son-in-law pooh-poohs it,
but if I didn't think there was more to life,
I couldn't go on.
You'd have got on well
with my dear, departed Claire.
I've tried unsuccessfully to contact her
so far, but I won't give up.
You obviously cared for her very deeply.
Yes, it's been very lonely without her.
It's got quite a bit of a kick to it.
It's got some chili oil in it.
Hey, come on, get dressed.
What are you doing?
Come on. Get dressed.
We're meeting the Hoveys.
I don't feel like seeing
one of them boring plays again.
Well, this'll be great. Come on.
That's what you said about the one Friday
and it was so boring.
It was! Weren't even scary.
Well, the ghosts were meant to be symbolic.
It wasn't intended to be a scary play,
you know?
Come on, look, it's not that I don't like
being at home with you, believe me.
It's too quiet in this house.
It's like a freaking echo.
You never like watching any of the telly I like.
Okay, well, I don't know.
What the hell are we talking about here?
What?
I'd like to do more things I like
once in a while.
Okay, all right. The rest of the week,
we'll do what you want.
Is that okay? Okay?
Come to the show tonight, and we'll do...
You call the shots the rest of the week.
How about that?
This is banging, isn't it?
I love this tune.
-Alfie, can I have a dance with him?
-What?
Can I dance with him? It's boring just sitting.
Yes?
-Okay. Don't stay out there too long.
-I won't.
Sally announced to Roy
she was starting her own gallery
and the time had come for a divorce.
By now, Dia had strong romantic ideas
about sharing her life with a writer.
-Your book is really riveting.
-Thank you.
You obviously must have spent
a lot of time in Ireland and Scotland.
Some. I did a lot of research.
A lot of research.
I thought you told me
you've never been to Ireland.
Northern Ireland.
But I've been to other places.
I've been to Connemara.
That's one of the places I've been.
I loved so much the style of your writing,
you know?
Each word clicks along the page,
and your characters are so rich
and almost startling.
Wow. Thank you.
That's a huge compliment, coming from you.
-Thank you so much.
-No, no. It's all right.
It is. He hardly likes anything, believe me.
How's Alan, sweetheart?
-He's good, Mom.
-Is he coming this weekend?
Your father is very encouraging.
And he's a lovely guy.
Well, he's not that lovely
when he doesn't like something.
No?
He's written a lot of criticism
for small literary magazines
and nothing much impresses him.
Well, what can I say? You're my muse.
You popped into my life
just when I needed divine inspiration.
It's amazing.
-Well, that's what a muse does, right?
-I guess so.
-I love it here.
-It's lovely weather.
I don't even want to think what I'm thinking.
What am I going to do?
What I want you to do?
I want you as my forever muse.
Here, or in Paris. I write,
we open wine bottles, we make love.
They're all en route for the wedding.
Alan's family, his relatives and our friends.
Alan's going to be devastated.
That's okay.
It's so wrong.
Look, I've told you before
not to make any large purchase
without consulting me first.
But you said I could have them both.
That was a while ago.
The picture's changed now.
Did you go bust or something?
God, I've tried to explain to you,
at this point in time, cash is tight.
I lost a lot in the stock market
and Helena won't budge on the alimony.
We have to be more budget conscious,
that's all I'm saying.
Hey, come here.
You know how much I like to pamper you
and get you nice things.
But just ask me
before you spend this kind of money,
until I catch up on some expenditure, okay?
-I'm sorry.
-Yeah, I am, too, if I yelled.
Your face is all red.
You've got to watch your blood pressure.
Remember what the doctor said.
He says I've got
the arteries of a man half my age.
You know, I just have to get
to the gym more often to exercise.
I'm just working so hard. Yeah.
Hey, coat looks beautiful.
Fantastic.
The truth was that business reverses
and Alfie's extravagance
had led him into serious financial trouble.
And while he tried to keep up appearances,
he had become over his head in debt.
Your back any better?
What?
I said, your back any better?
Yeah. I've done my leg in now.
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