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squalor one more second.

But enough about me.

Let's talk about you.

What do you think of me?

No, tell me the truth.

What did you think of the show?

Are you kidding? We loved it.

Especially that Otto--

Stay, stay !

Stay, stay, stay.

Good boy.

Stay.

-John.

- Oh, my God. Hillary.

I haven't seen you since

the night that play opened.

Yeah, it's been

a long time.

John. John. Come, you haven't met

Michael Essex, Hillarys husband.

This is my husband,

John Pierce.

So, Hillary, what do you

think of the place, huh?

Not exactly the old dump

on Avenue ''A;' huh?

No, it's not.

It's all so new.

Yeah. New.

No, I don't miss

practicing law at all.

But it meant

so much to you.

It's a little difficult having

two lawyers in the same household.

Somebody's got to do

the entertaining.

Hillary, really, truly,

you were devoted.

I thought you were.

The poor man's friend,

you know?

Yeah, Im still

the poor man's friend.

- Taxi !

- I guess you are. John.

There are lots of ways

to be the poor man's friend.

- Let the doorman do that.

-John, tell me what

you've been doing with yourself.

Oh, living the high life

with hi-ho here.

- He looks good, doesn't he?

- Yeah.

The theatres mounted a lot of new,

successful productions this year.

- We're very lucky. I bet.

- I bought the jacket.

Yeah. If I was in the theater,

Id want to be just like you.

I would. You have

an integrity that seems

Lacking in so many others.

So what do you do all day

now that youre a housewife?

I mean, dont you get bored

sitting around all day?

No, because I don't sit around

the house all day. Im extremely busy.

- Doing what?

- I beg your pardon?

How do you keep busy?

Doing what?

What is this, CC,

the Spanish Inquisition?

We haven't seen each other

for a while. I just want

to know how she spends her time.

- Is that a crime?

-I don't know.

Is that a crime, Michael?

I don't know. You're the lawyer.

Is that a crime?

I spend my time working

on various charities.

Im on the board of the Junior

League, the Stately Homes

Preservation Society.

- Im a docent at the art museum.

- She's a docent. She docents.

Excuse me. There's someone

bigger than you here tonight.

- You've got

your horticulture classes.

- Horticulture classes.

You may not be aware of it,

but gardening's an art.

Hey, who's criticizing?

Just so youre happy.

I am.

Im very, very happy.

- Miss Bloom ! Good to see you.

- Hi.

- Mr. Pierce. How are you?

- How are you, Nicky?

-Just a second. I have

your favorite table ready.

- Great.

Very happy.

- This is the toast

of Broadway:
CC Bloom.

- Hi. Nice to see you.

- Who's winning?

- I am.

By quite a bit.

Im home !

- In here.

- Arthur, get down. Get down !

You're still playing cards?

You were playing cards

when I left this morning.

- So?

-You want to stop maybe

and have a late lunch?

- No, I don't. Do you, Hillary?

- No, thanks.

Arthur !

- This is a great color

on me, isn't it?

- I guess.

-Well, is it or isn't it? Be specific.

- No, it isn't.

It makes you look like a corpse.

Is that specific enough for you?

May I have a tissue, please?

Thank you.

- Hill, I have a great idea.

Let's get a facial.

- Oh, I can't.

Michael's conference ends

in an hour, and then we have

to leave for the airport.

- I wish I could.

- Maybe next time.

Oh, Hill, look.

Isn't this divine?

It's so sweet.

I can't wait

to have a baby.

I know what you mean.

-You do?

- Of course I do.

- Why wouldnt I?

- I don't know.

I just thought someone like you

wouldn't care about children.

You're so obsessed

with your career and all.

Im not obsessed.

Just because I work

doesn't mean ''someone like me''

doesn't want to have children.

Well, wanting them

and caring for them properly

are two different things.

It's a full-time job.

For some people.

Yes, the ones that take

the responsibility seriously...

and dont just have children to

gratify their overweening egos.

- Can I show you something?

- No, thank you.

What the hell

is going on here?

- Would you please

Lower your voice?

- No, I won't.

I want to know what's eating you.

You have been a total b*tch

ever since you came to New York.

I could say

the same thing about you.

- Ive simply been reacting to you.

- For God's sake, dont you get it?

We've grown apart.

It happens to the best of friends.

It's happened to us.

We might as well face it.

- You're ridiculous.

- Im ridiculous?

We haven't grown apart.

Youve fallen apart.

I don't think I care to pursue this.

So long, CC. Take care.

Why, you stuck-up

little witch !

- When your father died, he took

the best of you with him.

- Don't make a scene.

You tried to be an interesting person

for a while, but look at you now.

You've completely

reverted to type.

You're nothing but a small-minded,

tight-ass little snob these days !

How would a pretentious

little climber like you know that?

- Experience.

- ''Experience''?

- I know what's eating you too.

- Really? What's eating me?

- Plain, old-fashioned jealousy.

-Jealousy? Jealousy?

What am I jealous of?

Your insane ambition?

No, it must be your new money.

No, l-Im jealous

of your marriage of convenience.

That must be it.

My what?

Arent you afraid

you got him by default?

Maybe I am.

But at least

I belong to myself...

which is more

than I can say for you.

Im doing what

I set out to do. Remember?

Im living the life you didn't

have the courage for.

So don't give me

you're not jealous.

You're so jealous

you can hardly breathe.

Can I help you

with something?

Oh, no.

No, thanks.

Ladies and gentlemen...

the captain has turned off

the seat belt sign.

Please feel free

to move about the cabin...

but we do suggest,

for your own safety...

that you keep your seat belt

fastened white seated.

- Ill be right back.

- Okay.

But what will I do

without a best friend?

You've got me.

It's not the same.

Dear Hill...

Stop sending

my letters back.

I have to talk to you.

Okay, okay, so we had a fight.

So what?

Let's make up.

John and I are having

such a terrible time lately.

I don't know

what's the matter with him.

My career's going so well.

Come on, Hill, lighten up.

Im your only ethnic friend.

Please, Hill, keep in touch.

Love, CC.

Sorry. Coming home

for dinner tonight?

Um, no, sweetie.

I don't think so.

- Im swamped with work.

- Work, yeah.

- What's on your-- Uh--

- What about-- Sorry.

- You were--

- I just wondered what you were

going to be doing today.

Me? Im going

to my exercise class...

and Im going

to buy a wrench.

A wrench?

Why?

We don't have one.

Well, super.

Sounds good.

- Bye.

- Bye-bye.

I don't think

Ill be too late. Bye.

J:

Isn't it nice here in Miami

Arthur?

Maybe you ought to think about

moving down here. What do you say?

Are we there yet?

The neighbour said the beach

across from the Fontainebleau.

Don't worry.

I wait with the puppy.

CC ! CC, my baby!

I don't believe

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