Evening Page #5

No, no, all three of us. Come on.

Hey, I've finally had an idea for my novel.

Shoot.

It's about a gangster

who's in love with a rich girl.

Honey, that's The Great Gatsby.

Damn.

Well, in my version, they all get married

and live happily ever after,

and it'll be the fun Great Gatsby.

Why not?

Harris, isn't Ann great?

Yeah, she's okay.

We've been friends since college.

Ann and Lila and me.

Now that Lila's a wife,

it's just Ann and me.

Buddy.

Ann.

Hey, Buddy boy,

maybe it's time to go...

Whoops.

Terribly sorry, old chap.

It's the wine. It's the wine.

Hey, Buddy, come back.

As you were. As you were.

It's just a little battle fatigue.

I'm off to the front line again.

He won't remember that in the morning.

I'm not so sure.

Ann!

Ann Grant! Maid of honor at large!

Now, we don't have to tell you

about the birds and the bees, do we?

Sorry, bad bridesmaid.

Lila, you're perfect.

The carriage awaits.

Mrs. Carl Ross.

Mmm-hmm.

Ann you didn't mention anything,

to anyone, I mean, about this morning.

What?

You know.

The bride's brief bout of hysteria.

Oh, no, of course not.

Good.

I don't want people to get

the wrong impression.

Lila, if you want me to,

I'll take you out of here right now.

I will, I'll do all the talking.

I'll put you in a car

and I'll just drive you away.

Ann.

I'm serious.

It's not too late.

You just say the word and I'll take you away.

Come visit us in Boston, when we get back.

Do you promise?

Sure.

Okay.

I promise.

Well, off I go.

Come here.

Goodbye, Lila.

You know what it's time for now?

The Plunge.

You got it. Come on.

I think I'm going to skip the Plunge.

You can't. It's a tradition.

You don't have to jump, but you do have

to come cheer for the fools who do.

I'm one of the fools.

You'll cheer for me, won't you?

Have you seen Buddy?

Yeah, a while ago, come on.

You know, I'm gonna come in a while,

you go on ahead.

You sure?

Fifteen minutes, tops.

I'll be there.

Okay.

There you are.

I kissed Harris.

I know you did.

The thing is, I'm not that way.

It wouldn't matter if you were.

Oh, yeah. Isn't it pretty to think so?

Hemingway got that line first, the bastard.

Buddy, it's all right...

You know, Lila and I,

we've both always had this sort of

crush on Harris.

You know, Lila's been in love with him

pretty much all her life.

But it wouldn't do for her to,

you know, get involved

with one of the servants.

That's ridiculous.

Not to some people.

Hey, want to see something

really ridiculous?

Okay.

What's this?

It's a note you passed me, junior year.

Introduction to Philosophy.

I can't read it.

No, that's because the ink is so faded,

it says,

"Wittgenstein, Schmittgenstein,

what's for lunch?"

That's it?

Yeah, that's it.

And you brought it to the wedding?

No, no.

I've had it in my pocket for, let's see,

four years now.

What?

Yeah, just jammed it in my pocket

that day in class

and then that night in my dorm room

I took it out, put it on my bureau

with my keys and my loose change

and everything.

And then the next morning,

for some reason,

I put it back in my pocket

with my keys and my loose change.

And I've been carrying it around ever since.

I don't understand.

Yes, you do.

Buddy, you've had a lot to drink.

I'm not even sure of who to be jealous of.

You're not even going to remember this

in the morning.

What if you and I just sang

and laughed together

for the rest of our lives?

What if we had a few goofy kids

who got our jokes

and taught us some new songs, huh?

It wouldn't work.

Not for you.

No, honey, not for me.

I'm sorry.

Can I have the note back?

Come on, Pip!

Pip! Pip! Pip!

You're just in time, I'm next.

What fools we mortals be.

Come on, Peach! Peach is next!

Peach! Peach! Peach!

Ann, hi.

Hey, Ralph, do you think you could help me

keep an eye on Buddy?

I'd rather help you keep an eye on me.

Finally! A girl with some guts!

Whoo-hoo!

Yeah!

Buddy! Buddy! Buddy!

Hey. Could you help me get Buddy to bed.

Ann, will you do something for me?

Forget about Buddy for five minutes.

I would be glad to.

Buddy! Buddy!

Yeah!

Buddy! Buddy! Buddy!

Buddy! Buddy! Buddy!

Buddy!

Hey, Buddy!

Buddy!

Buddy!

Buddy!

Buddy!

Move! Move!

Buddy!

Can you see him?

No, nothing!

Where is he?

Do you see him?

No!

Buddy!

Please, Buddy, be okay.

Buddy!

Please, Buddy, be okay.

Somebody lose something?

Oh, Jesus.

He's up here!

It's kind of salty.

Ow.

You're not a hero. You're pathetic!

Oh, Ann.

Have some guts! Go live your own life!

What? This isn't it?

Write a first line

and then write a second one.

Kiss men if you want to!

Horrify your parents!

Annie?

Be a man!

Just leave me out of it!

Don't carry around some...

Some stupid note I wrote you years ago!

You're not interested in me.

You just have this idea of me.

Have the nerve to admit it, and just

leave me alone.

Hell, I got the note all wet.

Ann! Ann!

Take me out of here, okay?

Okay, where do you want to go?

Somewhere far away from all these people.

Okay. I got it, follow me.

Where are we going?

It's a surprise.

Ann, I just had one more thing...

Just one more thing I wanted to say.

Welcome to my hideout.

Gray's Anatomy?

I've known I've wanted to be a doctor

since I was eight years old.

You are the most serious man I've ever met.

I guess I'm not a lot of fun.

I didn't say you weren't a lot of fun.

Your shirt's all wet.

What's this?

It's just what's in the air.

Has it always been like this?

Oh, yes.

I don't think I like it.

What a night!

Where's Ann?

Where's Harris?

Now there's a pretty sight.

Hey, wild man, time to call it a night.

Oh, my goodness!

What?

Blood. It's all over. Oh, my goodness!

Jesus!

He's breathing.

What happened?

I'll go call a doctor!

Wait, Harris is a doctor!

Where's Harris? Can't be far away.

Harris!

Harris!

Harris!

Harris!

Harris!

We got to get him to a hospital!

Harris!

We can't move him.

Hang on, Buddy, just hang on.

Everything's going to be okay!

He's holding something in his hand.

What is it, Buddy? It's just some gunk.

Wet paper or something.

Let's go, let's go.

Legs, legs, legs.

My God.

Buddy's right, you know.

About what?

About you.

You're brilliant. You're gonna be famous.

Hardly anyone gets to be famous.

You're famous to me.

Hey, Mom.

I found your dress. It's still as beautiful.

It's just like I remember it.

I actually hated you sometimes

when you put on that dress.

And I didn't really understand

until I had Ethan and Chloe. About...

Well, how...

It seems like you break

your children's hearts

no matter what you do.

Whether you sing in clubs at night

or just stay home.

And you start to wonder which mistakes

of yours they're going to forget,

and which ones they'll still be talking about

for years after you're gone.

Um...

I've been meaning to tell you

what I've learned

about how it must have been for you.

And now I'm afraid

I may have waited too long.

So, do you think

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