Eat Pray Love Page #7

One day after work, l stopped off

at a bar and I got shitfaced.

I was a lot like you, you know.

I was just-- I don't know.

I thought too much, I felt too....

I wanted to feel nothing.

I should've called a cab, but I didn't.

I just got in my car

and l drove home.

My little boy....

He was 8 years old at the time.

He was pl--

He was sitting in the driveway with his

little Hot Wheels, waiting for his lost...

...drunk, miserable dad...

...to come home and play with him.

I didn't see him.

I didn't. I just roared into that driveway

and l didn't see my little boy.

But he-- No, he....

He got out of the way.

He was used to getting out of the way

when l was around.

And l-- You know, I don't--

I don't know.

I don't remember a thing.

Next day, l woke up

and they were gone.

My wife had been watching

what happened out the window.

She just wasn't gonna....

She just wasn't gonna

do it anymore.

So....

He's 1 8 now.

He's in school and,

oh, God, he's so smart.

God, he's so funny and he's....

He's so sweet.

I missed it all.

I missed...

...my son's growing up. Just missed it.

Okay?

Come here.

Here's the deal.

You're gonna stay here

till you forgive yourself.

You hear me?

Everything else

will take care of itself.

Is this where you forgave yourself?

I'm trying, Elizabeth.

I am trying.

Hey.

I believe this is the song they were

supposed to play at our wedding.

I did love you, Stephen.

I know.

But l still love you.

So love me.

But l miss you.

So miss me.

Send me love and light

every time you think of me...

...then drop it.

It won't last forever.

Nothing does.

-Bye-bye.

-Goodbye, Mr. Richard.

I'll see you.

Now that you're going,

who is gonna kick my ass every day?

Oh, l'd stay till a monsoon

swept me away if I could. Bye-bye.

But you've got bills to pay

and houses to build.

You just keep doing the work

and move on with your life, will you?

The man is getting on a plane

and you're still bossing me.

I've got your whole list: move on,

use mosquito repellent and....

I don't know. There were some

other things. I wrote them down.

Go back to Texas, Richard.

Well, l ain't getting

any prettier standing here.

So l'm off.

Hey, Groceries.

Believe in love again.

Liz. Liz, l've just taken

my badge off today.

I've done so well.

Four weeks of silence. lt was so dull.

But it's like a facelift

because your face...

...you know, just relaxes and your

throat just drops down. It's a bargain.

We've got so much to catch up on.

Oh, golly. Good for you.

You will get so much out of that.

And your throat will look amazing

as well.

Excuse me, Elizabeth.

They're asking you to report

to the seva office after dinner...

...if you don't mind.

We're taking you off

the floor-scrubbing team.

There are about 50 devotees arriving

tomorrow from all over the world...

...for a 1 0-day retreat and we'd

like you to be the key hostess.

We ask that you don't take part

during the meditations.

We need you to watch over the flock,

make sure everyone is all right.

We call the person who does

this job Little Suzy Cream Cheese.

You need to be social and bubbly

and smiling all the time.

Madam...

...l'm your girl.

So just find your suitcase,

it should be here somewhere...

...and then head down the path

to your room.

So the holy truth of the whole

adventure here in India is in one line:

God dwells within you as you.

God's not interested

in watching a performance...

...of how a spiritual person

looks and behaves.

The quiet girl who glides silently

through the place...

...with a gentle, ethereal smile,

who is that person?

That's lngrid Bergman

in The Bells of St. Mary's, not me.

God dwells within me as me.

Child tormented by demon.

It looks like teething.

Same thing.

Your turn.

Hello, Ketut.

I'm very happy to meet you.

You are a world traveler.

No, I came to see you

about a year ago.

-You girl from California?

-No, I girl from New York.

Don't remember.

Well, you told me

I should come back here to Bali.

You said I could help you

with your English...

...and you would teach me

the things that you know.

You gave me this.

Okay.

You. You. l remember you.

-Oh, good.

-You sad girl from New York.

-Yes.

-You Liss. You came back.

-l came back.

-You, you, you.

Me, me, me.

So long ago we meet.

Last time, you have too much worry,

too much sorrow.

Last time,

you look like sad old woman.

Now you pretty.

-Why so different?

-Well...

...a lot of things, really.

But l was in Rome for four months,

just feeding myself...

...and then I went to live

at an ashram in lndia.

Now, we put together.

Exactly. That's why l'm here.

-Ketut good for that.

-What'd you give him?

Do you still want me to help you

with your English?

English later, Liss.

First, better idea.

How old are these?

From grandfather.

Very important spells.

Also mantras, cures.

Thousand years' worth.

All I have, all l know, right here.

You copy for me?

Absolutely. l can go to town

and take these--

No. You don't take.

You copy here, better, Liss.

I take a nap now. l very old.

How old are you, Ketut?

One hundred and one...

...or maybe 64.

Don't remember.

This is gonna take me

the rest of my life.

He make you pretty, find you husband,

you work hard for him.

That's exactly opposite

of why l'm here.

Everybody need husband.

Would you mind getting me water?

No.

Fine. Keep making copies.

I get water.

So, Liz, the Balinese believe

that Bali's the center of the universe.

And here we are

in the center of Bali.

You got the one bedroom,

got your fish pond.

You got your own meditation temple.

I tell you, since the bombing,

tourism's been way down...

...so l can give you this place

at a very, very good price right now.

Paradise.

-l'll take it.

-People in Bali understand...

...in order to stay happy,

must always know where you are...

...every moment.

Right here is perfect balance.

Right at meeting of heaven and earth.

Not too much God,

not too much selfish.

Otherwise, life too crazy.

You lose balance, you lose power.

In morning,

you do meditation from India.

Serious. Very serious.

In day, you enjoy Bali.

Then in afternoon, come see me.

End of day, you do new meditation.

Very simple.

Sit in silence and smile.

I feel balanced already.

Not so easy, Liss.

Smile with face. Smile with mind.

Even smile in liver.

See you later, alligator.

Oh, God.

-Are you all right?

-Are you blind?

-Please, let me take you to a doctor.

-l'm fine. l just--

It looks bad.

Very bad, Liss.

-What happen?

-This idiot ran me off the road.

A man? He rich?

This very hot.

-You need healer.

-l have you. You're a medicine man.

-No. You need Wayan.

-Yeah.

Jamu. Drink this.

Better than antibiotic.

She make you drink this?

-My name's Liz. What's yours?

-Tutti.

Nice to meet you, Tutti.

-Are you married?

-No.

You sure? Not even once?

Okay, well,

there was this one time...

...but l find when l tell people in Bali

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