Five Nights in Maine Page #2

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we're trying to get pregnant?

If I'm drinking

right now, I guess

I'm not trying to get pregnant,

not thinking about it.

How is he today?

Tired.

He should have flown.

He's stubborn.

What makes you say that?

He seems kind.

He wants something.

Like what?

Didn't you invite him?

Yes.

Yes.

But I didn't think he'd come.

Sh*t.

I hadn't seen her in so long.

And i--

Fiona, stop.

Stop.

Can we just talk about us?

Sherwin, what's the point?

Because you're

confusing things,

and you're confusing me.

I can't.

I thought

we talked about this.

Didn't we have a plan?

It's-- it's-- it's--

better like this.

For who?

Please.

It's not

better for me, baby.

Sherwin.

I wanna be a father.

Please.

What are you afraid of?

What are you afraid of?

I'm afraid of making

a child feel unwanted.

But you wouldn't.

You don't know that,

baby, I do.

She's the only mother

i know, sherwin.

You are being

so selfish right now.

Is he friendly?

Yeah.

She's good.

She's all right.

She won't do anything.

Hi.

What's his name?

Tammy.

That's her name.

Hey.

Hey, Tammy.

She's a good dog.

Hi.

Sherwin.

Uncle George.

It's good of you to come.

I can't imagine it's easy.

It's a horrible thing.

You meant a lot to her.

She tell you we went fishing?

She hated fishing.

Well, she probably just

wanted to get out on the lake.

And to get away

from her mother.

Well, they-- if you ask me,

they're both a little dramatic.

It's wild here.

You think?

Yeah.

Huh.

It's home.

Look what I just hung.

Nice.

That's gonna drive

Lucinda crazy.

I hope she can hear it.

From her bedroom

and think about me.

How is she today?

She's-- never great

in the morning.

Oh, um-- she would like

to have lunch with you.

Would you mind

eating in her room?

Is that what she wants?

I think so.

What?

That's weird.

Is it?

In her room?

Is egg salad ok?

Oh, I make a mean egg salad.

You sure?

What, that my egg salad's good?

No, i-- um.

Great.

Um, I'll let you know

when she's ready.

All right.

Thank you.

Come in.

Ann said you made lunch.

I don't remember

hearing that you cook.

They're just sandwiches.

Where were you?

Uh, I went for a

walk down to the lake.

Um, I should have changed.

I'm sorry.

It's

beautiful down there.

Yeah.

Um.

Do you-- do you mind if i--

no, no, no.

Yeah, it's very, uh--

it's very quiet down there.

How many people live here?

In the town?

Not many.

Yeah, I can tell.

You don't mind

being so isolated?

I don't think of it that way.

It's peaceful.

What do you do all day?

Right now I'm trying

to eat my lunch.

I always liked

swimming down there.

Fiona always

preferred the ocean.

I never understood it.

It's punishingly cold.

Yeah, she loved the water.

Yeah.

I haven't run an

obituary here yet.

I was wondering if

you'd like to write it.

My sister sent one from Atlanta.

Did you get it?

Probably.

There's been too much mail.

Well, you can modify that.

Do you want to

take it down to the paper?

No.

Um, I, uh, found this

just before I left.

Oh.

Darling.

She never talked

about cheerleading.

She was only a cheerleader

for a little while.

That's probably why she

didn't mention it to you.

And she became embarrassed, you

know, when she found feminism.

I, uh-- met George.

He's a

pain but attentive.

Thank god he shaved that beard.

He looked like a troll.

--Did you

tell him to shave it?

I let him know it

wasn't attractive.

He has a nice face.

Did he tell you the joke?

No, he didn't, uh-- he

didn't tell any jokes.

Do you wanna hear it?

Sure.

George is from here, you know.

Ok.

Well, there was this man.

We'll call him bill.

And he moved here from another

state when he was an infant.

Let's say New Hampshire.

And he lived to be 93.

And when he died, his tombstone

read, "almost a mainer."

That's it.

Huh.

--It's

George's one joke.

It's funny.

I don't

know about that.

I hate pickles.

Of course, you'd have no way

of knowing that, would you?

Uh, no.

Can I get you something else?

Maybe cup of coffee in a bit.

Thank you.

Oh, I'd like dinner to be nice.

Sure.

We didn't need him.

Oh, it's exhausting.

Need anything?

I think I'd

like a cup of coffee.

Hey.

I was beginning to worry

you had gotten lost.

I, uh-- I noticed you almost

finished yours, so, um--

you didn't need to do that.

Thank you.

Want a drink?

Ok.

How do you take it?

Um, I don't know.

How do you take it?

Uh, usually straight.

Drink every day?

Cheers.

Cheers.

Ooh.

So, uh, what are we

making for dinner?

No, no, no.

You-- you've done enough.

What else am I doing?

Ok.

George brought over some fish.

I think he scaled them, but

they need to be cleaned.

Oh.

Ok.

We just open them up, gut them.

Wait, am I doing this?

Yes, you are.

You'll be fine.

Outside.

Ann, can I get a plate, please?

Ok!

Thank you.

Oh, not bad for a city boy.

Ugh.

Ok.

Ugh.

So heavy.

Hey, sherwin.

Look at that.

Did you make it?

Oh, no, I'm not that nice.

A neighbor heard that

we have a special guest,

and she made it just for you.

Is it safe to eat?

What happened when

Fiona was here?

Ooh, honey.

They fought a lot.

She meant well,

but it's complicated.

Lucinda had been

through chemo, and Fiona

wasn't here to see that.

It's hard to tell

how sick she is.

She's sick.

How sick?

She has a lot of pain.

She's tough.

But Fiona, she didn't--

excuse my language--

take any of Lucinda's sh*t.

She was really upset

when she came home.

Yeah.

Well, I imagine she knew

she'd never see her mom again.

How would she know that?

She knew.

You know.

I'm sure Lucinda knew, too.

She just thought

it would be her.

It was thoughtful of

you to get some wine.

It's the same bottle Fiona

bought when she was here.

She said it was the only

decent wine they had.

Well, that's true.

I guess you shared taste.

That's what happens.

So you seem to, uh, have

a good support system

here with Ann and George.

Paid help is hardly support.

And my brother-in-law just

wants to get into my bed.

Do you doubt it?

I-- no.

But, uh, at least

you're not alone.

I've been alone

since Fiona left.

I just don't know why she

always had to be so tight.

So in control.

Control of what?

Everything.

She always had to have her way.

She was a strong woman.

But it's not that.

It's her rigidity.

Maybe she acted that

way when she felt threatened.

Is my cancer threatening?

She even wanted to control that.

Can't remember the last

time I saw her relaxed.

Well, when was the last

time you were relaxed?

Well, I'm barely alive.

There must be something

relaxed about that.

Lucinda.

What?

Is there any way

i can help you?

This might make you smile.

I, uh-- I found this upstairs.

Um-- there is--

yeah, right here,

this-- this part right here.

My eyes

aren't too good.

Will you read it?

Oh, yeah, of course.

"Mommy made us lunch, and Shane

said, where's the bathroom?

Oh, never mind.

It was just gas."

When did

she write that?

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