Breakable You Page #3

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for this moment.

I've been biding my time,

waiting for another chance.

Another chance?

Are you insane? I'm...

We dated for five minutes

a lifetime ago.

How dare you take advantage

of me in my state.

I'm sorry. I didn't

mean to shock you, but...

I never stopped loving you.

I still love you.

Paul.

As your friend of many years,

as your ex-sister-in-law

and as an experienced

therapist,

can I give you

a simple piece of advice?

Paul, get some help.

[CHUCKLES]

How do you feel?

Did that bath help?

A little bit.

My jaw's still swollen,

but I took a Vicodin,

and I'm feeling no pain.

So if you want to

take advantage of me,

now's your big chance.

A-ha, Advantage Weller.

- [PHONE BUZZING, RINGING]

- Oh...

Oh, it's Dr. Yates.

I should answer.

Hello, Dr. Yates.

YATES [ON PHONE]:

How are you feeling?

Much better, thank you.

The bleeding stopped.

YATES:
If the swelling

doesn't go down, use ice.

Yes, I'll ice it.

YATES:

Good, good.

Okay.

See you Friday

for more fun and games.

YATES:
Yes, of course.

Is Adam around?

He's right here.

You wanna say hi?

YATES:

Yeah, sure. Please.

Okay, Kenny.

Are you speaking as my dentist

or my producer?

YATES:
Both. And

congratulations on London.

Yeah, thank you.

Yes, yes, it's exciting.

Spanish Pipedream

in the West End.

[IN BRITISH ACCENT] It's

about bloody time, eh?

YATES [LAUGHING]:

Yeah, you can say that again.

[IN NORMAL VOICE] Listen...

Yes. Listen, Kenny.

This would be the perfect moment

for a Broadway revival.

YATES:

That's not a bad idea.

I'll bring it up

at the next meeting.

- Splendid.

- YATES:
Good.

All right,

float it by the group.

And we'll talk

at the Players Guild shindig.

YATES:
I'll float it.

I'll float it.

Okay. Done.

That sounded promising.

Yeah, we'll see.

They passed on

my last two plays.

But a revival would

buy me some time.

I'm dry.

You disappear for

too long,

you become

damaged goods.

Aw, don't put so much

pressure on yourself.

You'll write something brilliant

and you'll be back on top.

Yeah. Maybe.

Or maybe that's

just the Vicodin talking.

Maybe you're right.

I'm dead.

[]

[LAUGHS]

Crazy old bastard.

For 40 years, you write plays

nobody wants to see,

and then you take

a masterpiece to the grave.

Perfect.

Just perfect.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

PAUL:

Would you like to come in?

ELEANOR:

Can I trust you?

Can I take your coat?

I'll only be a minute.

I understand.

I-I...

I couldn't leave things

like they were yesterday...

No, no. I'm glad you came.

You had no right

to put me on the spot like that.

I know you're going through

a confusing time.

But that's no...

excuse for betraying

the years of trust between us.

I-I had no excuse.

I'm sorry.

Hope you'll forgive me.

I've always been

fond of you, Paul.

You're a dear friend, and...

And I wouldn't want anything

to harm our friendship.

Neither would I.

Well, I'm glad

we see eye to eye.

You're a good man,

Paul Weller.

- Hm.

- Yeah.

[]

[MOANS]

Yes, but wasn't that the essence

of Vincent's brilliance,

how he refused

the shelter of illusion?

Ah, Vincent was

unsparing that way

in bringing us to the bottom

of our suffering.

But that was just to convey

the astonishing possibilities

of human nature.

Yes, yes.

It's perfect.

You know,

heh, heh?

Whoa, whoa, whoa,

look at the time.

Of course, the great tragedy

is that his best work

may have been ahead of him.

You know what, Robert,

you may be right.

But as Vincent loved to say,

"Things are against us."

Well, all right.

Oh, uh...

Adam.

Adam.

Sorry, one more thing, Adam.

Would it be asking too much to

arrange an introduction to Ruth?

I didn't want to impose myself

without your recommendation.

In all honesty, Ruth is

an extremely private person.

And it's still too painful for

her to even talk about Vinnie.

I-I can try to convince her,

but, uh, don't get

your hopes up. Okay?

ROBERT:

Let me show you out.

[CHILDREN YELLING]

[]

Oh, he's very severe.

And I admire his purity,

but sometimes I just wanna

grab him by his tunic

and say, "Lucius, baby,

lighten up.

It's not all that bleak."

I see.

But then again,

I happen to have it

on good authority that, uh,

Seneca enjoyed

the occasional Popsicle

in secret.

So he was just

another hypocrite.

Yeah. Probably.

Even the father of stoicism

couldn't keep his sh*t together.

I used to get lost in here

all the time when I was a kid.

It was terrifying.

[WHISPERING]

You do want me.

I thought so.

[BOTH BREATHING HEAVILY]

[CRYING]

I told you,

I used to be married.

We had a daughter.

Her name was Zahra.

She was born

with a blood disease.

She died when

she was 6 years old.

I'm so sorry.

Her body accepted the cells.

She got stronger.

All the signs

were encouraging.

Then...

Then a cold virus

invaded her body.

She wasn't strong enough

to fight it.

[CARNIVAL MUSIC PLAYING]

- [SQUEAKS]

- Whoa.

Paul, please.

This is my neighborhood.

Well, I've missed you.

It's been over a week.

You're acting like

a lovesick teenager.

Yeah, well, I feel

like a lovesick teenager.

Honestly, Paul,

this is a big f***ing mess.

If I was my own therapist,

I'd tell myself

to run for the hills.

- Now, that's a fear choice.

- Hey.

I don't tell you how

to organize sheet-metal workers.

Don't tell me

about fear choice...

I just separated myself

from the man

I spent most

of my life with.

Even if he was

a selfish prick.

Of course,

I understand.

And taking up with

my husband's brother

will be seen as a statement...

No, no, we both know

that's not true.

Paul, wake up.

You don't know me.

You're in the grip

of a fantasy.

I know there's a lot

on the plate for you.

And you have your doubts.

But I have none.

[]

RUTH:

Well?

What's the verdict?

I can't stand

the suspense.

Ah, Ruthie,

I wanted this play

to be good. I...

I wanted it

with all my heart.

There's a reason

Vincent hid it away.

It's the kind

of sentimentality

he spent his entire life

railing against.

But the characters

are so rich and alive.

- It's poetic.

- Exactly.

It's an epic love poem

to the beautiful life

you and Vinnie shared.

It hurts me to say it,

but audiences would not

come to see it.

I don't agree, Adam.

I think audiences need

to hear these words.

You're reading it

with the eyes of love.

My responsibility

is to read it

with the eyes

of critical judgment.

[CRYING]

[]

I thought he really

got it this time.

But then I thought everything

he did was a work of genius.

Me too.

Me too.

[KNOCKS]

[LAUGHS]

[IMITATING PIRATE]

Ahoy, matey.

[IN NORMAL VOICE]

I have to admit,

you look very dashing

in that eye patch.

SAM:
I scratched my

cornea, planing a table.

Oh. That's a bummer.

Maud...

[SAM SIGHS]

Although, you know,

I've always wanted to be seen

in public with a pirate.

I think it would be good

for my reputation.

Sorry, Maud,

why are you here?

[SHOES THUD ONTO FLOOR]

I wanna give you something.

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