Charly Page #2

I think he's kind of cute.

Why didn't you tell me

he was so handsome, Eddie.

I imagined someone more humble.

You three behave.

Sam, I want you to meet my family.

- This is my father and mother.

- Mr. And Mrs. Riley.

No need to be so formal.

Call them Eddie and Claire.

They love that kind of thing.

And this is my grandmother.

You can call me anything you want.

I had so much fun the other night

Sam's showing me more of the city.

He's lived here his whole life.

Tell them that fascinating thing

you said on our drive from the airport.

Did you know there's a difference in

humidity between here and New York?

- Really?

- Fascinating.

A difference in humidity?

Right. That's why we feel

so uncomfortable now.

I don't feel uncomfortable.

That's because we're inside.

Just wait and you'll feel uncomfortable.

- You mean, when I'm alone with you?

- That's not what I meant.

What exactly do you mean?

We have to go.

He can be so shy sometimes.

Don't wait up.

So, now I can say

I have seen the Mormon Vatican.

Temple Square?

You almost got us kicked out.

There wasn't a sign.

I don't think they anticipated someone

would go wading in the reflection pool.

Can I get you anything else?

I'd like a glass of Merlot please.

I'm sorry, we don't serve alcohol here.

Would you care for something else.

We're fine, thanks.

You people are so much fun.

- Charlene...

- Charly

Charly, why did you ask me out?

Your magnetic personality.

I feel irresistibly drawn to you.

- Can you be serious.

- I'm trying to be.

You are the oddest woman

I have ever met.

You lie all the time, you've no respect

and you're always messing around.

- I have no idea how to take you.

- Take me where?

Truth? You intrigue me.

A grown man

who still believes in fairy-tales.

But I wonder...

...does he really believe it or has he

just never read anything else?

Maybe it's not a fairy-tale.

Sam, you are not like any Prince

I've ever read about...

...and I am no Princess.

Still, you do have a castle

and it is beautiful.

Who knows? Maybe while I'm here

I could learn more about you.

The Mormons, I mean.

I think I can arrange that.

The first principle

is the plan of our Heavenly Father...

Maybe a Missionary discussion wasn't

the best choice for a second date...

...but it went well, I thought

and I was ready for the next step.

I don't believe a word of it.

My grandmother is convinced

I'm in the clutches of a strange man...

...bent on making me the

newest member of your church.

And she thinks it's all very romantic.

My parents vowed never to let anyone

pick me up from the airport again.

What do you do with all this stuff?

We can it.

We put it in glass jars and store it.

Doesn't my Dad pay

your father enough?

You're changing the subject.

What about the Missionaries?

I told you, I don't believe it.

- What are these?

- Green beans. Have one.

Why don't you believe it?

I told you. The whole thing is ridiculous.

The hardest thing to understand is

why you believe it.

- You look like an intelligent person.

- Is that right?

Of course, looks can be deceiving.

You have raspberries.

- Why don't you find out for yourself?

- No, I thought that's what I'd done.

You have to ask.

These would be so good

with ice cream.

I mean you have to pray.

- To what?

- God.

"Hey, God, you up there?"

Something like that.

And He'll just pop right up and answer?

Me and all the other

five, six billion people on the planet?

He'll answer. Really.

Like hearing voices?

No, it's... You feel it

more than anything else and you know.

You're kind of cute

when you're serious.

You've got this furrow thing right there.

Very distinguished.

We could pray right now, right here.

It's secluded.

Why, Sam. You romantic devil you.

Do you want to say the prayer?

C'mon. Kneel down.

If these bushes suddenly burst into

flames and Charlton Heston appears...

...you're in big trouble!

Do you mind?

We're about to talk to God here.

Okay, close your eyes and I'll say it.

Sam, you're definitely crazy.

So, what do you think?

Technically, fine...

But?

But why the fruit salad?

What's so compelling

about a bunch of fruit?

My style is just different from yours.

It's not a matter of style.

So we see the world differently.

We may be looking for different things.

The point is, until you feel

something here you can't reveal it here.

You're right. It's your exhibit, anyway.

I'm just not ready.

Nonsense.

You're a marvelous painter...

...and I would love to have some of

your work included in the exhibit.

This is an exercise.

If you want to be an artist, take a risk.

Find something

you don't own completely...

...something you feel so deeply

you're sure you can't possibly paint it.

Paint that.

He was a cute little boy, wasn't he.

He's kind of cute now.

He'll do.

He's a good guy. I didn't know

if you'd be back after last time.

You saw?

No, Sam told me. You know,

sometimes he can be a little intense.

Really?

Yes. He once told me he didn't

think it proper for a woman my age...

...to be singing and dancing

in the kitchen.

He was five.

For all his stubborn persistence,

he has a good heart.

He wouldn't push so hard

if he didn't care.

This is all very important to him, isn't it.

Yes. In a way, it's who he is.

Jo, are you telling tales on our son?

Only the most embarrassing ones.

Good, I'll join in.

We were talking about Sam's manner

the last time Charly was here.

Yes. Praying in the backyard.

Classic Roberts family dating technique.

Smooth. Subtle.

It worked for you.

Behave kids.

We've always been somewhat

of an embarrassment to him.

So what have you been talking about?

- That should do it. Thank you.

- Thank you.

- Hello.

- Hi.

- Who's that?

- You're going to love this.

Turn me on.

Yes, I'd know those legs anywhere.

Hi.

Alright, Mark, what are you up to?

I just wanted to see

your beautiful face...

...and get your professional opinion.

These are samples from our new line.

I'm leaving next week on a sales trip

to push them. What do you think?

Mark, why do they have

our names on the front?

What a coincidence.

Which do you like better?

Why do you want to get married, Mark?

Honestly?

I move from two drawers into a closet,

I get my name on the mailbox...

...and I get controlling share

of the remote control.

Darling, come on I'm teasing you here.

You know how I feel about you.

How long do you plan

on feeling that way?

Well, according to this one...

...until the stars fall from the sky

and the Earth stops spinning.

No, seriously, Mark.

Do you honestly believe

two people can be so happy together...

...they'd want it to last forever?

Happily ever after?

It's kind of a clichd notion, no?

Yeah, I think so.

What does that mean?

Happily ever after?

After what? After taxes?

After the divorce?

Darling, maybe it means a surprise,

"They are happy after all."

Where is all this coming from?

Is that desert air getting to you?

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