Far from Heaven Page #3

of behavior...

is naturally more modern,

more scientific than it

ever has been before.

But for those

who do seek treatment,

who possess the will

and desire...

to lead a normal life,

there still remains

only a scant...

five to thirty percent

rate of success...

for complete

heterosexual conversion.

For many, it's

the treatment itself...

that often changes

the patient's mind.

What does it, uh, comprise of?

- The treatment.

- The treatment's comprised

of psychiatric sessions...

twice a week,

sometimes more.

Just talking?

Yes.

Though some patients

have explored additional,

more behavioural methods.

- Behavioural?

- Electroshock aversion

therapy for instance.

Or hormonal

rebalancing procedures.

I know this can all seem

rather daunting at first.

I suggest

you take some time.

Think over the various options

we've discussed.

Discuss it with your wife.

No, I already know.

I want to begin treatment.

I can't let this thing...

destroy my life,

my family's life.

I, uh-- I-I know it's a sickness,

because

it makes me feel...

despicable.

I promise you, Dr. Bowman,

I'm going to beat this thing.

I'm gonna break it.

So help me God.

Why don't you confirm those

times we discussed with Rosalyn.

I'll see you here

same time next Tuesday.

Thank you, Doctor.

Mr. Whitaker,

Mrs. Whitaker.

Thank you, Doctor.

Frank?

What?

I'm just proud of you,

that's all.

Don't say that.

Well, I am.

He seems a very decent man,

Dr. Bowman. Dont you think?

Frank?

I don't know, Cathleen.

I suppose he's decent.

But you must have liked him enough

to want to see him again.

Who else am I going to see?

Well, I'm sure there are

numerous doctors in Hartford

or Springfield if you--

Look, I just

want to get the whole

f***ing thing over with!

Can you understand that?

Frank, please don't.

I-I'm sorry.

All right, Cathy, I'm so sorry.

Good morning,

Mr. Whitaker.

Morning.

Morning.

Good morning,

Mr. Whitaker.

Hi, Kitty.

I hope you have

a pleasant day, sir.

Thank you.

Good morning,

Mr. Whitaker.

Marlene.

I found this

in the cupboard, sir.

What's that?

Your office lamp--

the one that was missing.

Ah--

Should I have

it repaired, sir?

Yes. Yes, thank you, Marlene.

Mr. Whitaker,

Mr. Fine's been waiting.

Frank?

Uh?

I didn't see you

sitting there.

Everything all right?

Oh, with me?

Of course.

What's up?

Just picked up

the galleys from the printer.

How do they look?

Great, just great.

Just leave them there.

I'll take a look

first chance I get.

Sure.

You'll let me know

what you think?

Of course I will.

You're first on my list.

What's it gonna take

to get you back

on that course anyway?

We haven't seen you

for weeks.

I know.

Sunday. No excuses.

All right.

I'll hold you to it.

Thanks again, El.

You sure that's all

I can give you?

Oh, yes. The caterer should

have everything. I just thought

a few extras would be nice.

Oh, don't forget.

The art show is Saturday.

Start working on Frank tonight.

I swear he's the kind of man

you have to pin messages to.

Though I'm sorry to say,

Mona Lauder will be attending.

Turns out her uncle's in town,

some hotshot art dealer from New York.

I think I met him

at one of Mona's soirees.

A bit flowery

for my taste.

How do you mean?

Oh, you know,

a touch light on his feet.

Oh, you mean--

Yes, darling,

he's one of those.

Of course,

I could be mistaken.

Just an impression I got.

You don't care

for them particularly?

Well, no, not particularly.

Not that I actually know any.

Call me old-fashioned,

I just like all the men

I'm around to be all men.

Say, why the third degree?

It's not

the third degree.

I'm just interested,

that's all, in your views.

I read an article

in a magazine.

What?

Nothing.

I'm just delighted

to see you taking interest

in yet another civic cause.

I can see it now.

"Cathleen Whitaker and

her kindness to homosexuals."

Ugh. That word.

See you Saturday--

and bring Frank.

I'll try.

Then Billy Hutchinson stole

a pass at the ten-yard line.

Ran it all the way for a touchdown.

You should a seen it, Pop.

Father, want to see my routine

for the ballet recital?

Hey, I was talking to Pop.

Children, give your father

a moment to eat his dinner.

Would you like

another lamb chop, dear?

Oh, I'm fine.

Are you sure?

I have plenty

in the oven.

No, thank you.

I'm, I'm fine.

We're playing Lincoln

on Saturday, Pop--

if youre not working.

That reminds me. This Saturday

is the reception for the modern

art show I told you about,

the one that Eleanor's group

is sponsoring.

Oh, God.

I know how you hate these things,

but I simply have to go.

- Eleanor pleaded with me to ask you.

- Wait, what about me?

No one cares one bit

what I'm doing Saturday.

David, I'm sorry.

But this Saturday

your mother has an engagement

that simply cannot be changed.

Well, Pop could come.

Couldnt you, Pop?

Well see, David.

Janice, could you please

pass the butter?

Thank you.

President

Eisenhower was determined to

keep the troops there until--

...satisfactory or

unequivocal assurances that--

Frank?

Hmm?

Did you see him?

Yeah.

You didn't say a word.

So how did it go

with Bowman?

Did you feel--

It was fine.

And there's nothing else

you care to share with

your very own adoring wife?

Cathleen, what I discuss

with this doctor--

it's private, all right.

- That's part of it.

- Oh, I understand, darling.

I do.

Oh--

Frank, wait till you

see the hors d'oeuvres.

The caterer's doing,

just such a marvellous job.

I think youre going to be

so pleased this year, darling.

I really do.

Eleanor, darling,

I'm so sorry I'm late.

Cathleen, darling.

Hello, Mona.

Uh, I want to introduce you

to my uncle, Morris Farnsworth,

that wickedly successful

Gotham art dealer...

who was kind enough to attend

our provincial little gathering.

Morris, darling,

allow me to introduce you...

to my dear little friend,

Cathleen Whitaker,

whose face and civic fancies

are hardly strangers...

to the society pages

of Hartford.

Oh, Mona. Really,

you must ignore her,

Mr. Farnsworth.

Charmed.

I do hope

you enjoy your stay.

Morris was just telling us

the most delightful tale...

all about

a forged Rembrandt.

Cathy, don't let us keep you.

I know you want to see the show.

I am dying to see it.

Oh, yes, dear,

simply charming.

Eleanor, you should

be so proud.

Thank you, Mona.

It was lovely to meet you,

Mr. Farnsworth.

Likewise, my dear.

Wife of Hartford executive...

communing with Picasso?

Mrs. Leacock, it's lovely

to see you again.

And how is that

charming husband of yours?

Oh, he's very well.

Thank you.

Um, would you excuse me

just a moment?

Oh, certainly, dear.

Thank you.

Raymond, what a tremendous

surprise finding you here.

Mrs. Whitaker, hello.

Is this your daughter?

Yep, this is my Sarah.

Hello, Sarah.

Hello.

-Bobby, get over here!

- Say, Sarah,

isn't that Hutch

and his little brother

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