Desert Hearts

DESERT HEARTS:

Excuse me.

Passengers of the super speed

service to Sacramento and Oakland.

can now be on board.

-Can I help you, miss?

-Please.

-I'll bring this for you.

-Thank you.

-Professor Bell!

- You can call me Vivian.

- Welcome to Reno.

-I am down the street.

- Hi Francie.

- Hello, Burnett.

- I have space in my car.

- No, not such luck.

Well, you are looking forward

to some desert living?

I'am looking forward to get

these shoes of.

It's terrible when

your legs hurts.

It's a kindest thing

I've heard in three days.

- How long have you been married?

- 12 years.

No,no. We handle that.

Quint, that's a lucky one.

I could have used that last night.

See you in six weeks, madam.

Soon as we are out of here you

can tell me all about youself.

I was the special dancer

in casino over there, 100 years ago.

Do you have children??

We were a couple of

professionals.

My husband was a prominent lawyer,

here in town.

- He died of a heart attack at 41.

- Sorry.

How long have you been alone?

I'm not alone, I have my boy.

My girlworks there

in the Golden Ring.

Has the unbridled

Glen force!

I have always lived

in the city.

Do not know what to do

with all this space.

I think of it as a God's backyard.

Just sit back and let

it clean out the impurities.

-And the heat?

-Lot of ice tea and not deep thinking.

I agree

Oh, Jesus!

-What are you doing at this hour?

- I have things to do.

-Professor Bell, Cay Rivers.

-How do you do.

-Shall I call you the professor?

-No, Vivian Bell.

Put that damned car forward!

Jesus!

You'll never guess who that was.

- Do you mind if I smoke?

- Of course not.

Never would have guessed

you smoked.

May I be honest, Frances?

That is an endangered art.

Forward.

My things are a little bit shaky

for me at the moment.

-Thank you for open up ...

-I can not be a part of group right now.

Leave it to me.

Thank you.

Walter, we are here!

Walter, shake hands

with professor Vivian.

-Hello.

-Hello.

-You are younger than I thought.

-I'll take that as a compliment.

Bring bags, Walter.

You gona love it here.

Well, here it is.

Nice, isn't it?.

Lovely.

-He will take you to your room.

-Thank you.

-The bathroom is over there.

-Thank you.

What do you teach?

Literature at the University

Columbia.

116th Street, Broadway,

New York, New York.

I know you want me to hang around and

tell you history of the ranch.

How did you guess, Walter?

Why I did not stay in a hotel?

I felt burned and start to yearn

Hold you tight

- Guess what baby girl.

- What?

I am engaged.

-Hello

-Hello, love.

- Isn't it beautiful?

- Careful not to stay blind.

and...

I'm pregnant.

Joe and I are settling down.

Darrel and you should follow.

-We would go on vacation together.

-I feel nothing for Darrel.

I never get tired

to defend your reputations.

I got used people

talking behind my back.

but if you did not accept

who I am

that would really be tought.

Hey, you're the best.

And all the best people

know it.

Thank you

Good luck. Thank you.

- Would you like to play that, sir?

- Sherman.

Sherman, would you like to play?

I prefer to play with you,

my love.

Apologize to the lady, buddy.

-Apologize, man.

-Sorry.

It makes two of us.

-Thank you.

-You are right?

Yes.

- A cup of tea?

- Frances!

-Do you have any burbon?

-Sure.

In fact, I'll joing you.

Will not do any harm.

It's the weather.

I was reading a lot.

You sound like Cay.

She locks herself in that college

and works until she drops.

-What does she work?

-She is a sculptor.

Oh, don't look at that stuff

It is sentimental junk.

I have no taste.

That is Glen, Cay's father.

I had Walter with him.

I'm not the mother of Cay.

I'm her ...

I do not know what I am.

Not anything really.

Only one pair of hands

and a familiar face.

Thank you

God, look at him.

As handsome as day is long.

And married.

I lived with him 10 years.

Maybe I didn't get my wedding

bouquet in my collection.

But I got what I wanted.

I had a love of my own.

That song is beautiful.

You had more than

most people dare hope for.

Do not pay attention.

I'm just babbling.

I am a silly woman.

I don't think you are, Frances.

Hi.

You and me should make

a raisins pie.

-I'm too depressed.

-In this air?.

Will you well be fine when you

leave that creep.

Larry is not a creep

Any man who leaves a woman

for a model is a creep in my book.

I do not know which is worse.

A cheeter or a hobby man.

At least you can share

a hobby, Lucille.

We would all like to

have a different past.

Good morning!

Good morning.

-I come down to stretch my legs.

-It's was about time.

What did you do in that room

for last five days?

Whatever it is, it is too deep

for us to understand.

Come, sit down.

Join the girl talk.

We talked about sex

vs. marriage.

I'm not an expert on these issues

so I apologize.

I heard that your culture types

go out like a bench sheet.

- Lucille!

- Is that true?

A bench sheet is a woman

weeping for the dead.

Perhaps you wanted

to say "monkeys".

Hey!

Well, I'll start with my pie.

Lucille, would you drop Cays' mail?

I'll take it.

Just going for a walk, anyway.

Just slip it under her door.

You do not have to knock!

- Morning!

- Morning!

I was just passing by.

Thanks.

Do you want to come in?

-I'd love to but you're busy.

-Come in anyway.

To see if I can see it all

in one glance.

Look around.

I can't do it if you are watching me.

- Hello!

- Hey....!

Hello

-Where is Cay?

-I am here. Go back to sleep.

Sorry. I was not alone.

Fine. Socialization

was not what I had in mind, anyway.

You get all that traffic

without any equipment?

I can not understand.

-Where are you going?

-To an appointment with the lawyer.

No sense in taking two cars?

-I do not want to intrude.

-Will you bring her back?

Oh, don't worry about that.

Give space, Gwen.

You have a car for today

and I save the trip.

Cay, drive like a lady.

Someone used it as an ashtray.

Come in front.

Long time without seeing you, Mrs. Parker.

Doesn't bother me.

-This is my friend, Gwen.

-We met.

Yes, nice to see you again.

-Are you serious?

-Why?

That music is for a funeral.

Do you know that piece, Vivian?

Yes, it is a piece of Prokofiev.

Lovely, isn't it?

I better get to the record

store before they sell it out.

Oh, come on, Gwen.

We all have sensitive side.

I do not remember that

you said that last night.

-Thank you.

-Do you want me to wait?

I am sure you have better things

to do than wait for me.

Oh look, I am sorry about Gwen.

You know why I am here for.

I don't need to understand your friends?

I'll leave the key here.

I have more important things to

think than how I'll go back.

Thanks anyway!

You're welcome.

From what I see in this agreement,

Dr. Bell walks out with everything.

I've always supported myself.

All I want are my books.

-Is there a third party?

-No.

Rare women, walks out with

no strings.

What is your ground?

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