Clara's Heart Page #2

I KNOW, DAD.

ONE WON' KILL THE CHILD.

BESIDES, I KEEP ME EYE

ON THE BALANCE:

BETWEEN THE GOOD FOOD

AND THE EVIL.

HEY, IT'S HAR THE FART.

SAY IT, HART.

NO.

SAY IT!

FART.

WHAT?

HART THE FART.

[DOOR SLAMS]

[SLAM!]

CHA, BOBO,

WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU?

NOTHING.

OH, IT LOOKS

LIKE NOTHING.

YOU WOULDN' UNDERSTAND.

PROBLEMS OF A BOY

ARE SO MYSTERIOUS.

WOULD YOU GO AWAY,

PLEASE?

I ASKED YOU:

POLITELY.

NO, IT WAS NOT POLITE.

IT WAS ONLY:

PRETEND POLITE.

NOW, LET'S SEE

WHAT AGONY:

YOU'VE BROUGHT HOME

FROM SCHOOL:

WITH YOU TODAY.

YOU.

THE AGONY IS YOU.

CHILD, YOU CAN

BUILD UP YOUR ARMS

WITH THESE WEIGHTS,

BUT IT AIN'T GONNA

MAKE YOU TALLER.

IN THE MEANTIME,

YOU MUST NO INDULGE IN PITY

AND SHOOT OFF:

YOUR MOUTH.

[MUSIC BOX

PLAYING BRAHM'S LULLABY]

I JUST THOUGH I'D SEE WHAT'S HERE.

MAYBE WE CAN HAVE

A GARAGE SALE OR SOMETHING.

IT'S TIME TO DISMANTLE

THE NURSERY, MRS. HART.

I DON'T WANT TO HAVE

ANY MORE CHILDREN.

YOU GOT ONE CHILD LEFT.

YOU POUR YOUR SOUL

INTO HIM.

CHUCK IT IN THE BOX.

MAYBE WE SHOULD:

KEEP ONE.

WHY? WHY YOU NEED

A TOKEN OF SOMEBODY

ONLY TO BE HAUNTED

BY THEM:

THE RES OF YOUR LIFE?

WASN'T YOUR FAUL SHE DIED.

IT WAS NOT YOUR FAULT.

[HUMMING]

THAT CHILD,

THAT LITTLE BOY:

CHANGED MY LIFE:

FOREVER AND ALL TIME.

THAT LITTLE BOY:

TAUGHT ME THE JOY

OF LIVING FOR SOMEONE

OTHER THAN MYSELF.

AND YET,

WHEN HE WAS KILLED,

I CONTINUED TO SLEEP

AND WAKE AND BREATHE,

AND IN MY AGONY:

AND MY ANGER:

I CONTAMINATED:

ANYONE AND EVERYONE

THAT HAD THE MISFORTUNE

TO TOUCH ME.

SO AFTER I DEMOLISHED

MY MARRIAGE,

I TRULY REALIZED

THAT IF I WASN' GOING TO KILL MYSELF,

I HAD TO GET ON:

WITH MY LIVING.

SO ALL RIGHT,

IT'S A SORROW WITHOUT END,

BUT WE DON'T HAVE TO DIE

THE REST OF OUR LIVES

TO PROVE THAT WE HUR OR THAT WE'RE LONELY.

SO ALL RIGHT.

WELL, THAT'S JUS TOO BAD, ISN'T IT?

I'M TELLING YOU,

THAT'S IT.

CAN WE JUS DROP IT?

I'M NOT DROPPING

ANYTHING.

EDITH IS GONE.

IT'S NOT ABOUT EDITH.

LET'S STOP BLAMING

EVERYTHING ON THE BABY.

IT'S JUST FINE

WITH ME.

SO WHAT DO YOU WAN TO DUMP EVERYTHING ON NOW?

HMM?

IT'S NO THE OTHER WOMEN.

IT'S NOT ANY ONE THING.

WHAT OTHER WOMEN?

IT'S NOT ABOUT THEM.

IT'S ABOUT US.

I REALIZED TODAY THAT'S

WHY I GOT PREGNANT.

I THOUGHT IT WOULD

CHANGE THINGS.

YOU WANT TO KNOW

THE WORST OF IT, BILL?

THE WORST OF IT IS

WE'RE NOT EVEN

FRIENDS ANYMORE.

WHEN WERE WE FRIENDS?

REALLY, WHEN?

ONCE.

THAT WAS:

A LONG TIME AGO.

I'M TRYING

TO CHANGE THINGS.

THAT'S FINE, LEE.

THAT HAS REAL MERIT,

BUT DON'T REDESIGN ME.

BLANCHE LOUDON.

OH, CLARA MAYFIELD.

IT'S GOOD TO SEE YOU.

YOU'RE LOOKIN'

LIKE A BABY.

CHA, MAN,

YOU'RE TO LIE.

COME AND SEE THE HOUSE.

HOUSE IS HOUSE.

THE TAXI'S WAITING.

TAXI WILL STAY.

COME IN.

OH, CLARA. IT'S

SO GOOD TO SEE YOU.

THERE BE THE TORMEN OF ME EXISTENCE.

THEY CALL HIM DAVID.

CHA, BOBO. ME NOT A TORMEN IN YOUR EXISTENCE.

IN DIS HOUSE DE TORMEN IS EVERYONE.

A JAMAICAN WOMAN

TORMENT ME:

FOR CERTAIN:

AS MUCH AS ME TORMENT HER.

WHERE HIM:

LEARN PATOIS?

ONLY ONE PLACE:

I CAN THINK OF.

DON'T TALK THAT WAY.

ONLY LOW-CLASS PEOPLE

TALK THAT WAY.

DON'T ENCOURAGE HIM.

COME ON.

ME NOT LOW-CLASS.

ME NOT NOTHIN'.

ME DUM-DUM.

ME DORK. ME DODO.

THIS IS:

MY GOOD FRIEND BLANCHE.

BLANCHE, THIS IS MRS. HART.

THAT'S MR. HART.

MORNIN'.

RICE FOR BREAKFAST?

AND STEAMED:

VEGETABLES.

FOR BREAKFAST?

YOU WANT TO GE STRONG AND HEALTHY.

I SAID I WOULD:

EXPERIMENT.

YOU SAID OK.

I DIDN'T KNOW YOU MEAN RICE FOR BREAKFAST.

I'LL GET TIRED OF I IN A WEEK.

JUST INDULGE ME.

BROWN-SKINNED GIRLS

STAY HOME AND MIND THE BABY

BROWN-SKINNED GIRLS--

WHERE YOU LEARN:

THAT SONG?

I DON'T KNOW.

AROUND.

I DON'T KNOW

THAT I WANT YOU:

SINGIN' THE SONGS

FROM ME HOMELAND.

SOMEBODY WILL THINK

YOU LIKE ME.

CLARA, COME, MAN.

LET'S GO.

THE TAXI MAN:

GET CHAKA-CHAKA.

WE'RE OFF TO THE WILDS

OF BALTIMORE:

TO HAVE:

A SWEET WEEKEND.

DON'T GE INDIGESTION.

GOOD AFTERNOON,

EVERYONE.

HELLO.

HELLO. CAN YOU HEAR ME

OUT THERE?

YES. LET'S GATHER

AROUND UP HERE, PLEASE.

I WANT TO INTRODUCE YOU

TO OUR HOST,

OUR COUNSELOR,

AND A DEAR FRIEND

TO ALL OF US,

PETER EPSTEIN.

COME ON IN.

GET COMFORTABLE.

IT ONLY WORKS:

WHEN I CAN SEE YOUR EYES.

TODAY--LISTEN.

TODAY, ONE DAY ONLY.

SPECIAL. SPECIAL.

WE ARE GATHERED HERE

TO BURY SORROW,

NOT TO PRAISE:

AND WALLOW IN IT.

WE'RE JUST A BUNCH OF FRIENDS

GATHERED HERE TODAY

TO CELEBRATE LIFE,

ENJOY THE WEATHER, THE DAY,

THE FOOD, EACH OTHER.

IF ANY OF YOU ARE SO MOVED

EVEN TO ACT SILLY--

SING SONGS, PLAY GAMES,

ROLL IN THE GRASS--

YOU CAN DO IT BECAUSE TODAY

I'M NOT YOUR THERAPIST.

I'M NOT YOUR GROUP LEADER.

NO, I'M A 15-YEAR-OLD BOY

WHO DREAMED OF SINGING

IN A ROCK 'N' ROLL BAND.

IF ANYONE WANTS TO JOIN ME,

I'LL SHOW YOU HOW

I ALMOST SUCCEEDED

EXCEPT FOR ONE SMALL

DISABILITY--

I COULDN'T SING.

ALL RIGHT,

LET'S BREAK, GO,

AND IMMEDIATELY COMMENCE

TO HAVE FUN.

HI. WHAT'S

YOUR NAME?

SO AFTER MY SINGING CAREER

WENT INTO:

THE PORCELAIN FACILITY,

FOR A TIME THERE, I THOUGH I WANTED TO BE A RABBI,

BUT I COULDN'T IMAGINE

SITTING THROUGH BAR MITZVAHS

FOR THE RES OF MY LIFE

OR THINKING OF GOD

AS A THREE-SYLLABLE WORD.

FIRST OF ALL,

LET'S NOT EXCLUDE

THE WORD GUILT.

MOM?

DAVID, YOU KNOW

DR. EPSTEIN.

HI. MOM, DAD AND I

WANT TO GO NOW.

CAN YOU GET A RIDE?

IT'S NOT THE RIGHT TIME

TO ASK ME THIS.

LET THEM GO.

ALL RIGHT.

GOOD MEETING YOU,

DAVID.

NICE TO MEET YOU.

AS I WAS SAYING,

GUILT, IT'S NECESSARY.

IT EXISTS FOR A REASON.

IT EXISTS FOR ANYONE

TO TELL THE DIFFERENCE

BETWEEN RIGHT AND WRONG.

YOU'VE GOT TO SEE

THE POLARITY...

WHAT YOU DOING?

TRYING TO FIND MYSELF

AN APARTMENT.

YOU'RE LEAVING?

YOU THINK I WANT TO

GIVE YOU THAT MUCH PLEASURE?

HOW COME:

AN APARTMENT?

SO I GOT SOMEPLACE

TO GO WHEN I'M NOT WORKING

INSTEAD OF:

WITH ME FRIENDS.

THEN WHEN MY HUSBAND

GETS HERE,

HE'S GOT SOMEPLACE

TO STAY WHILE I'M WORKING.

WHEN'S HE COMING?

I DON'T KNOW YET.

OK, DAVE,

THIS IS IT!

DON'T BE GIVING

THE CHILD DIARRHEA

BEFORE HE EVEN:

GETS THERE.

LET ME BE:

THE PARENT, CLARA.

WHAT DO YOU SAY?

THAT'S JUS AS IT SHOULD BE.

DON'T PUSH IT, OK?

BUT OF COURSE.

DAVE, PEOPLE WHO

DON'T HAVE KIDS

ARE THE BIGGES EXPERTS ON HOW

TO RAISE THEM.

GOOD LUCK, DAVID.

REMEMBER, THE SUN

WILL CONTINUE TO RISE

WHETHER YOU'RE

ON THE SWIM TEAM OR NOT.

SWIMMERS, TAKE YOUR MARKS.

TRY TO LEAVE:

SOME WATER IN THE POOL

WHEN YOU IMITATE

ARNOLD SCHWARZNEGGER

HITTING THE WATER.

SET...

[WHISTLE BLOWS]

[CHEERING]

THAT'S IT!

PULL, DAVE!

WHEN DID YOU:

DECIDE THIS?

LAST NIGHT.

WHY DIDN' YOU TELL ME BEFORE?

WE THOUGHT IT BES TO WAIT TILL

AFTER THE TRIALS.

WHO WILL I LIVE WITH?

ME.

YOU CAN COME INTO THE CITY

AND STAY WITH ME ON WEEKENDS.

[COUGHING]

NO. YOU'RE NOT GOIN'

NOWHERE WITH ME:

DRESSED LIKE THIS.

IF THIS IS SOME:

NEW PERSON YOU'RE TRYING TO BE

BECAUSE YOU'RE THE VICTIM

OF A BROKEN HOME, THINK AGAIN.

HI, HONEY.

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