Chances Are Page #4

Corinne the way I imagine Louie would've.

That's Louie. With the skinny legs.

Not that skinny.

Philip. You're not

gonna believe this,

but...

Um, sorry. Excuse me.

Hello? Oh, hi.

Research.

I'd better go.

Thanks.

Oh, my God.

This your first time as a human?

What?

I'm getting a strong

German shepherd vibration.

Uh... I used to be a lawyer.

Oh. Close!

Do you know about past lives?

We're all connected... it's all

connected. Under the skin.

You never know who's

lurking in what body.

Your wife could be

your grandfather.

You meet some guy who gets on your nerves,

it's probably your mother-in-law!

We keep meeting the souls

we're attached to,

for better or worse,

life after life.

Sometimes I wonder why I worry

about past lives at all.

I'm having so much

trouble with this one!

When you remember your

past lives, it's like

your emotions get spread,

like a dangling nerve,

all over the map.

It makes it very hard to live.

I know.

Who were you?

Oh, me? I was no-one special.

Oh, we're all special.

I mean, I wasn't Cleopatra or

Hannibal or someone great or famous.

Well, I know you weren't Cleopatra.

I was!

I don't want him in this house!

Mom, you don't make any sense. Why all

of a sudden does he have to leave?

I have my reasons.

End of conversation.

What do you mean, "end of conversation"?

What's he done?

He's...weird.

Mom, weirdness is not

a criminal offence.

If it were, you'd be

serving a life sentence!

Miranda, we don't know a thing

about him. He's a stray off the street.

- He could be a...

- Yale grad!

Look, once again I like someone

of whom you don't approve,

for your own peculiar and

inexplicable reasons.

So you order him out like some

Latin American generalissimo.

Where's my life in all this?

I'm sick and tired of

trying to find someone

who fits into your notion

of Mr Right! He's not Daddy.

Nobody is.

He's leaving and that's final. Now,

you go right downstairs and tell him!

You tell him.

All right...

I will!

Alex...

- Alex!

- Mom...

You look fabulous in Daddy's tux.

I'll get the car, Mom.

Oh, the first ladies were so

fascinating as individuals!

Lou Hoover was a shot put champion,

a geology major at Stanford

and an accomplished linguist.

She and Herbert used to

converse in Chinese.

This is Lady Bird.

Southern Democrats were furious with

LBJ for his stand on civil rights,

so he sent his wife down

South to campaign for him,

knowing that no southern

gentleman could refuse

to greet a southern lady...

and it worked!

Fascinatin'.

Something the matter?

No! Eleanor Roosevelt is

my favourite first lady.

She wore this gown the night of

the president's inauguration.

There was a concert

at Constitution Hall!

We want the people to know

that the first ladies were more than

just their china and their dresses.

Oh, thank you!

Aren't you going to introduce us?

Mrs Talmadge, this is Alex Finch,

a friend of my daughter's.

Mr Finch.

- Oh!

- May I have this dance?

Here.

- May I have this dance?

- Philip...!

Where are we going?

I take it it's something

urgent and top-secret?

- It's very important for me.

- Right!

Do you think it's possible...

for Louie to come back?

Oh, Corinne! We're not going

to go to another seance.

No, no! I mean, in

another person's body.

I have no idea. But

somehow I don't think so.

- Why are we discussing this now?

- It's a very interesting question.

Well, let's ask

Mrs Lincoln. Mary...

- Philip, I'm serious!

- Well, so am I.

Corinne, I can understand how a person's

desires might lead her to believe that.

It would be a dream come true.

But the last guy to come back that

I know about was Jesus Christ.

You'll see Louie some day.

I know. In heaven.

Philip!

Why don't you find yourself a girlfriend?

You're so good-looking.

So we're in agreement,

Miss Talmadge?

- Mavis.

- Mavis.

That America's first ladies

deserve a place in history

as much as some of the

dopes they married.

Sure, they had the official power.

But the real power lies behind the

scenes. With women. Like you.

Two million dollars

will save this exhibit,

and the whole world will

discover America's first ladies

in the all-new Mavis

Talmadge Pavilion!

An excellent choice and

happy anniversary!

There you are! Dance with me.

- Oh, no. I'm a lousy dancer. - No, you've

just never had the right partner.

- Where did you learn to dance like that?

- Inherited it from my dad.

They're supposed to be down.

Now you're mine!

Mavis!

My goodness!

Mrs Talmadge?

- Is there a doctor in the ballroom?

- Alex!

Still ticking.

Move back, everyone,

please! Get back!

Mrs Talmadge? Oh, my God!

- What happened?

- I don't know.

- I hope she's all right.

- Oh, she's fine. She's got a strong spirit.

What are you talking about?

I mean, she's practically dead.

Oh, but that's just her body.

Which, let's face it,

is no big loss.

- In the long run...

- What are you talking about?

She'll come back. People

do, again and again.

For instance, I could have

been someone you knew before.

- Yeah.

- Someone that... you loved.

Let's go.

I could have been your... father.

- I have to talk to you.

- Get... get... get off me!

Only if you promise to listen

to what I have to say!

Don't break that! It was Father's.

No! No! I'll... Good

night, good night.

You win. Good night.

Just relax. I'll leave.

I'm sorry, but this is important.

I had a pair of diamond earrings

with me the day I died.

They were for you.

For our anniversary.

How do you know about those?

I bought 'em from Mr Zellerbach!

How do you think I know?

I know everything

about you, darling.

I know that you love

peanut butter and rhubarb.

You're a psychic or one of

those kooks. A spoon-bender!

- No. You love Johnny Mathis!

- Get out of here,

before I scream so loud the

whole neighbourhood shows up

and I have you arrested for

impersonating a person!

And I know you did the Watusi

before Lucy Baines, remember?

Remember this?

Good night.

Oh. I forgot.

This is for you.

Louie?

Louie!

Are you OK?

Corinne!

Corinne!

- What's the matter?

- Down here.

OK. What?

I haven't done it in 23 years.

Wha...?!

That's... that, that's... it's OK.

It's like riding a bike. You never...

You never... forget.

You know... Don't worry. Corinne!

Baby, can you please...

open this door?

Because I'm really... uh...

Oh, God...

Good night.

Good night.

Oh, damn!

- Hiya, darling.

- Shhh! Mom's next door.

- What are you doing here?

- What does it look like I'm doing?

Miranda...

- What?

- It's way past your bedtime.

- Go to your room!

- What is wrong with you?

Is it me?

No, it's not you. I mean, yes,

it's you, but it's not you you.

- Look, if you're not interested...

- I am interested. I'm very interested.

It's not that I'm not

interested. It's...

Well, is there someone else?

- Huh?

- Yeah.

God!

Just... pretend this didn't happen.

OK.

God!

Louie!

Good morning!

Morning.

I thought we could have a picnic

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