De-Lovely Page #2

-They're ungainly.

-No, they're strong.

No one's ever thought of me

as strong before.

l think of you as strong and down to earth...

-and solid. l think of you in many ways.

-You're sweet.

lsn't that Diaghilev and his boy

from the Ballets Russes?

That's his premier danseur.

-Would you like to meet them?

-Don't know, would l?

Perhaps another time. Bonjour.

He is an acquaintance from yesterday.

An unmanned piano. Come on.

I know you hate to hear

That I adore you, dear

Not you, dear.

But grant me, just the same

I'm not entirely to blame

For

you'd be

so easy to love

Christ, that cue is as loud as my whistle.

And it's too early for another song.

lf you can say it better than

you write it, fine. Otherwise, Cole sings.

All right.

The yearning for

So swell to keep every home fire

Thank you.

Burning for

We'd be so grand at the game

So carefree together

that it does seem a shame

If you can't see

Your future with me

'Cause you'd be

oh, so easy to love

Dear Cole.

You have so much nerve, Mr. Porter.

God, l'd be frightened.

l'm just showing off.

There are much worse things to be afraid of.

You have a dazzling gift

and a life to go with it.

What could you possibly be afraid of?

Myself.

l'm not afraid of that.

l hope you never will be.

Even when you really get to know me.

We'd be so grand

at the game

So carefree together

that it does seem a shame

If you

can't see

Your future with me

'Cause you'd be

oh, so easy

to love

l thought you would be

tired of your apartment.

You're gonna have to help me out here.

l mean, if this is really you.

Why?

This is how it was. This is how l was.

l wanted every kind of love

that was available.

I could never find them in the same person.

Or the same sex.

l've never had the urge to be

completely honest with anyone until you.

lt's quite disturbing.

Especially since l haven't been

totally honest.

You knew so much about me

when we met, Cole...

don't you think l'd heard

a thing or two about you?

Then you know about....

Well, that l can be....

That l have...

other interests.

lnterests, the pursuit of which

some people might find cruel to you.

You mean men?

Yes, men.

Let's just say you like them more than l do.

Nothing is cruel that fulfills your promise.

l've been promising all my life.

l've got a notebook

full of promise. Trunks full.

l want to be more than promising to you.

We could fulfill your promise together.

We could be singular as a couple.

Would you stay for dinner?

lt will be just us.

l'd like that.

So, did you love her then?

Then? I don't know.

I thought I might discover what love was.

The physical side was always....

We could take it or leave it.

It was pleasant enough.

But the intimacy was stunning.

Good morning.

What's that?

lt's an idea for a song.

This part, right here,

l think would go nicely with...

''l love you.''

What do you think?

l think that would be beautiful.

l do, you know.

You don't have to love me

the way that l love you, Cole.

Just love me.

lt's so easy.

This verse you've started seems to me

The Tin Pan-tithesis of melody

So to spare you all the pain

Monty.

l almost didn't recognize you

under all that hair.

We've all matured since school, Coley.

At Yale, the only grooms

that interested you were in the stables.

Monty, behave yourself.

This is the happiest day of my life.

The night is young, the skies are clear

So if you wanna go walking, dear

Along with the bluebird, dogwood is

the great harbinger of the Kentucky spring.

-They're beautiful.

-Thank you.

l'm ready.

Ma'am.

Where is he?

You might prefer privacy.

l would not.

To holy matrimony, then.

And whatever further perforations

you may put in it.

-Excuse me.

-What?

Sorry, Monty.

lt's good to see you again, Mrs. Thomas.

-lt's Mrs. Porter.

-Not yet.

Don't blame poor Cody...

he was only doing what l told him.

My name never suited?

Thomas not proper enough?

lt's another name for ''shame.''

So now you're all snug and proper, are you?

Marrying this fawn?

Why are you here, Edward?

There's a certain section of the bar here.

The left side, l think, significantly enough...

where your groom and his gentleman

friends like to call on each other.

l assumed, for symbolic purposes at least...

that the wedding would be held there.

l had to assume, you see...

since my invitation never arrived.

-l would invite you to hell.

-No need.

Already there.

Too bad you never cared for it.

ln spite of caring for you once--

My fault, then.

You offered care, l needed passion.

What does the fawn need?

Can you supply him?

Surely not with everything.

And what can he give you?

Pride.

Don't turn your back on me, Mrs. Thomas.

That's so funny.

From what l remember,

it was the position you most favored.

-Are you all right?

-l'm fine.

Wait.

Mr. Thomas, you have

the most peculiar sense of timing.

You think you can make her happy

because you won't violate her delicacy?

Because you don't need her as a woman?

l think maybe

we define ''woman'' differently.

l don't define it as ''punching bag,''

for instance.

Cole's not like you. He creates, you destroy.

And as you can see,

you're a failure even at that.

Let's get married.

See the crowd in that church

See the proud parson plopped on his perch

Get the sweet beat of that organ

sealing our doom

Here goes the groom, boom!

How they cheer and how they smile

As we go galloping down the aisle

It's divine, dear, it's diveen, dear

It's de-wunderbar, it's de-victory

It's de-vallop, it's de-vinner

It's de-voiks

-Mrs. Murphy?

-Absolutely.

The knot is tied and so we take

A few hours off to eat wedding cake

It's delightful, it's delicious

It's de-lovely

It feels so fine

-Thank you, dearest.

-For what?

For all of this, for our future.

For being with me just now with Edward.

That was nothing.

That was pest control, that's all.

To the pop of champagne

Off we hop in our plush little plane

Till a bright light through the darkness

They seem so happy.

Let's hope he doesn't misbehave.

Our day's complete

And what a beautiful bridal suite

It's dreamy, it's drowsy

It's de-reverie, it's de-rhapsody

It's de-regal, it's de-royal

It's de-Ritz, it's de-lovely

We settle down

as man and wife

To solve the riddle called married life

It's delightful

It's delicious

Now you love her, yes?

l said the words.

l meant them.

l wanted to mean them.

God knows l wrote them often enough.

And even more after we were married.

Maybe that says something.

They did always sound better

with music under them.

God, she was beautiful.

Venice.

We had such parties.

We had a floating dance floor

on the Grand Canal.

You know that Robert Browning

once lived in that palazzo?

He got a lot more written than I did,

but he didn't have half the fun.

There they are. Hello, Berlins.

Welcome to Palazzo Rezzonico.

I got so out of hand that finally

Linda had to bring in reinforcements.

And being Linda, she brought the best.

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