Georgia O'Keeffe Page #5

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Young and handsome. Young!

Unlike some of us.

God help it. Bastard! Let it all go!

Let it all go! I don't need that!

Work. It's what keeps her away.

God, always working with the gallery,

and I never see her.

So, when she's here, I never see her.

So she goes away.

She goes... I'm no good for her.

I want her to come home.

I want her just to come home.

- Oh, God.

- What is it?

Heart...

Georgia, listen.

- We got a telegram.

- It's Alfred.

Hello, Mr. Stieglitz.

You've gotten sun.

That's awful. Enough, enough.

I followed these filthy directions to

the letter. You could at least be grateful.

You know, I missed you.

- Mr. Stieglitz, you're a terrible liar.

- Seriously, Ms. O'Keeffe.

- I've been very lonely without you.

- Did you suffer?

- You know I did.

- Good.

Come sit down.

- Georgia...

- Don't ask me that.

No, listen to me. Listen to me.

How many more summers do we have?

How many?

Don't go back.

I'll make you happy. I promise.

I will.

You terrible man.

I love this one. See how it frames the sky?

And here's a great fragment.

Don't need to paint the whole thing.

Select, eliminate. Thank you, Mr. Stieglitz.

Don't you find it a bit creepy?

- Intimations of mortality and all that?

- Well, to me, they're very lively things.

I prefer the bones

to the real cows always swishing their tails.

And they don't smell.

Wrap yourself up,

'cause it's very cold out there.

Before you get a chill, all right?

I'll see you later.

It's very nice to see you again, Ms. O'Keeffe.

Did you have a nice trip?

I'll see you later, Dorothy.

See you at the gallery.

- Did you have to bring her here?

- Georgia...

What am I supposed to do?

You're off gallivanting in the desert

half the time.

I can't do everything by myself. I need help.

Dorothy Norman is

the largest single investor in the gallery.

Without her, we wouldn't have all of this.

Dearest Mabel, how I miss you and Tony

and life in Taos.

The night I left, the moonlight over

the Glorieta was like a dream.

The sagebrush white and frosty,

the river black and mysterious.

I long to return,

but I have taken a commission.

which will keep me in New York

for several more months.

I am to paint a wall for

the Radio City Music Hall...

...but one difficulty after another has kept me

from starting.

The whole affair is beginning to seem more

like burden than opportunity...

...but there is something in me

that must finish jobs once started...

...so I will have to keep missing you

for that much longer.

...and hurry back to the sky and the mountains

and the sun when my work is over.

My greetings to your horizon.

As ever, Georgia.

It's a bathroom, for God's sake! It's a toilet!

No, it's the ladies' lounge,

and it's twice the size of this apartment.

Georgia O'Keeffe is gonna paint the walls of

a pissoir over my dead body!

Well, then, fine.

If that's the way you want it...

- I'm gonna call Mr. Deskey...

- No, no, you will not.

You are not calling Mr. Deskey.

- Behind my back.

- You do not need to call anybody.

Behind my back.

I have to read about it in the newspaper?

- I have already agreed.

- To what?

- That's my business.

- For how much?

For how much? Come on.

Are you afraid to tell me?

- No, I am not afraid to tell you.

- Well, tell me.

I am receiving $1,500 and it is my business!

I got you $28,000 for a lousy bunch

of calla lilies, for God's sake!

I could have got you just as much

for your stinking wall!

Who negotiated this?

It's the biggest single drop in value

since the Wall Street crash!

You have no idea

what damage you're doing to yourself!

I will not be spoken to as if I'm a child.

But you're behaving like a child!

You have no idea what work I've done

to make something of you...

...and you piss it away

on a room full of toilets.

- Make something of me?

- Yes!

- Make something of me?

- Yes!

I made something of myself!

And I will continue to make something

of myself with or without you!

Go on, go on, then! Let's see how you do!

Yes, 'cause you think that

I can do nothing without you!

You think that I am nothing without you!

Look at me!

Look at me! I am something!

And I will still be something

when you're dead and buried.

...and in the grave and out of my life forever!

- Yeah.

- Alfred, I didn't mean that.

- No, you're right.

- I didn't mean it. I promise.

- You'll be all right.

- I promise I didn't mean it.

You'll still be here when all the things

I've worked for will be gone, disappeared.

- I didn't mean it.

- Just rocks in the desert.

No, no. It's not true. I didn't mean it.

Honest, I didn't.

What's the matter? What's wrong?

What is it? Alfred?

- Cramps. It's been happening.

- What? Tell me, what's been happening?

My brother says sympathy cramps

for Dorothy.

- The pregnancy.

- What pregnancy?

Dorothy, she's pregnant again, and I feel it.

- You feel it? You feel what?

- Her pain. I swear I do.

- Georgia, I'm scared.

- For God's sake.

- What if it means...

- For God's sake.

What if it means the child's gonna be mine?

What do I do then?

Oh, God.

- What do I do?

- Oh, you.

...stupid, stupid man! You child!

You reckless, unbearable idiot!

I could kill you. I swear I could strangle

the breath out of you with my bare hands.

Ms. O'Keeffe, how's it going down here?

Everything all right?

- Where is she?

- Go sit down for a moment, Alfred.

I don't want to sit down.

I want to see Georgia.

- You're not gonna see her.

- Why?

- What's the matter?

- I'm not gonna let you see her.

Are you out of your mind?

You're a dangerous man, Alfred.

You have no idea what you are doing.

- What am I doing?

- You're killing her.

If you were holding a pillow over her face,

you couldn't be more culpable.

- But I love her.

- Do you?

She's my wife.

Father had his own women,

and I haven't been the perfect husband...

...but we were never unkind to our women.

We were never cruel as you are.

Your cruelty is vicious, Alfred.

It cuts like a knife.

She's the one who keeps leaving me.

Don't forget that.

And now because you can't control her,

you want to destroy her.

Christ Almighty, I would leave you myself.

You're weak and a coward and a bully!

- You don't understand.

- This is my hospital and my patient...

...and you are forbidden access to her.

Good day.

We're brothers, for God's sake.

And of that fact I can only say

that I am ashamed.

Five minutes.

Well, at last.

You know, I wanted to come sooner,

but Lee wouldn't let me.

Really. He was convinced I'd do more harm

than good.

So, I humored him.

Still, I didn't think you'd be in here this long.

It's long enough.

I don't know how you can stand it.

Not much to look at.

So, now...

I started putting together the annual show.

I think it's very good timing.

Everybody knows about your, you know,

emotional difficulties.

There's a lot of sympathy for you.

I think we'll do very well.

I picked mostly the white stuff,

the shells, the purple callas...

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