Guinevere Page #4

You've got talent.

How can you say that?

- I haven't taken a single photograph.

- But you will.

- Maybe I never will.

- Give yourself a chance.

Give yourself some time.

With you.

I'm not asking you

to stay forever.

I'm not asking for

the rest of your life.

How long

are you asking for?

Five years.

It's not time

for you to go, Harper.

When it's time,

you'll know.

We both will.

I can't.

Come on. Get out.

Go on. Get out. Go home.

Go on back to your big house with your

servants and your mother's social club.

Here, take your cowardly ass

and get out of here!

So I argued that

it has limited protectability

as an intellectual property.

Good argument. What did they say?

- Thanks, Gary.

That the international

copyright hasn't expired yet.

But I'm going

to blow them away.

There's no birthday cake.

I asked your father

to pick it up on the way home,

but by the time he got

to the bakery, it was closed.

It's okay. I'm stuffed.

I asked the restaurant to send one over,

but what are you gonna do?

They're Chinese. They're too busy

blowing up ducks to bake anything.

So it's fortune cookies

for everybody.

Come on, everybody.

Take a cookie.

Last week at the firm,

a couple of women did this.

After you read your fortune out loud,

add the words "in bed"to the end of it.

You'll see. It's funny.

Gary.

You're a daredevil.

Come on.

Read yours out loud.

And, uh, add the words

"in bed"at the end of it.

Go on. Go on.

Um, "You will soon experience...

changes for the better"...

in bed.

See, that's funny.

Susan, I bet you're glad

to hear that one.

All right.

I'm gonna read mine.

Everybody listening?

"A friendly conversation

removes seeming hindrances"...

in bed.

Darling, now there's something

we haven't tried yet.

A friendly conversation.

Go on, Alan.

Read yours.

"Good character guards

against temptation"...

in bed.

Oh, so that's been

your problem, darling.

Your sterling character.

This is childish

and ridiculous.

- We're just having a little fun.

- No.

You are totally

out of control, as usual.

- You're gonna let her

talk to me that way?

- Don't drag him into this.

- Listen to you.

Listen to you defend him.

- All right. Enough.

It has nothing to do with him. It's you.

Oh, I see.

How about you, Alan?

- Do you have something

to say about it?

- Deborah!

"You will soon take a giant

12-inch cock up your ass"...

in bed.

I don't know.

Somehow --

It didn't

make mine any funnier.

Hmm.

F*** this family.

Gary.

Just pick it up.

Happy birthday, baby.

I couldn't stay away.

I missed you so much.

Come on, baby.

I have a surprise for you.

Hold it. One more person goes up there,

and we're shuttin' it down.

- I live here.

- Let's see some proof.

Officer, I don't carry

I.D. with me.

What is this,

a fascist police state?

What?

Now you're gonna mace us,

you pigs?

Fine. Thanks very much.

We're going. We're going.

Come on.

- What's going on up there?

- Your surprise party.

That's Patty.

Patty!

Patty!

Patty!

- What are you guys doing down there?

- Send down the fire escape.

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I'm totally wasted, and I don't know

anybody. You should have been here.

Harper, happy birthday!

Connie, there's some irate Maoists

waiting in the bathroom...

ready to throw away their little red

books if they don't get to piss soon.

- I'll go see.

- Patty, look at me.

Oh, off.

No! Oh -- Ow!

- Patty!

- Oh!

Oh, no. See, you don't

even understand this sh*t, man.

This is gonna

change the future.

Not everybody's future.

This is a rich man's technology.

- You're a technophobe.

- And you're also a stubborn bastard.

I'm not stubborn, I'm right.

Harper, am I stubborn, or am I right?

- You're right.

- Oh, great. Yeah, that's great.

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## Happy birthday, Harper ##

#We all came

to celebrate #

#With you-ou-ou #

## Happy birthday ##

# Harper ##

- Go, girl! Happy birthday.-

Holy f***ing sh*t.

Did you have

a good time?

It was the best party

of my life.

Come over here.

I told you

it wasn't time.

Thank God you're back.

Thank God.

My good girl.

Your what?

Who's my good girl,

hmm?

Me.

Okay. Do me a favor.

Don't mess with the focus.

- What are you doing?

- Just this.

You're good at that.

- Careful.-

- Here we go.

- I'm making you dinner.

Forget the dinner.

I'm not hungry.

No, no, no, no!

Wait a minute. No, no, don't look.

- You can't look yet.

- I didn't know we could go up here.

You can go anywhere.

You know that.

- Remember that. It's important.

- Okay.

- I'm ready to look now.

- No, no. Wait, wait. Wait.

- Okay, ready?

- I'm ready.

Ta-da!

You like it?

I wanted to give you

a welcome home present.

This is it.

There's a chair up there

where you can sit and read,

or study, or write in your journal,

or just sit and think.

You're insane.

- And there's a lamp there,

in case you need more light.

- More light?

And there's an all-weather umbrella,

only don't put it up when it's windy.

That's the only caveat

I have. Do you like it?

- You're crazy.

- Yeah, but do you like it?

- I love it.

- It's brilliant!

I don't know why I didn't

think of it before!

We could take over

the whole roof.

- Won't the landlords be mad?

- The who?

- The landlords!

- Nah!

Over there could be the dance floor,

here the stage.

A thousand people

can listen to jazz...

under the stars!

I claim this roof for...

Queen Guinevere!

You're crazy!

Yeah, but it works.

- Harper?

- Yeah?

Your mom's here.

Sh --

- She's getting dressed.

- Oh, good.

- Can I take your coat?

- No, I don't think so.

Now that I look at you,

I really don't know how you pull it off.

But then I'm more superficial

than Harper.

Looks have always

been important to me.

You don't like me

very much, do you?

You're older than I am,

and you're f***ing my daughter.

What's to like? May I?

Sure. Help yourself.

Mom, hi. You okay?

Is everything -- everything's okay?

Yeah.

I dropped by Patty's place

and caught her without a lie ready...

about why none

of your things were there.

Don't be angry at Patty.

I dragged it out of her.

So... this is how you've been living

these last months.

This is so, uh...

interesting.

Why don't we go somewhere and, uh,

talk about this in a friendly way?

Th-There's this place that we

really like. We could take you there.

No. No.

No, this isn't going to be

one of those feel-good situations.

I've seen enough. I'm gonna go home

and break the news to your father.

I mean, who knows?

Perhaps he won't even mind.

It's our other daughter

he's obsessed with.

Oh, before I go, I would

really like to ask you a question.

And I-I can't tell you how valuable

an honest response would be to me.

She's starting.

I have my own theories about this, but

I really would love to hear it from you.

Ask away.

- What do you have against

women your own age?

- Mom, please don't.

Shut up, Harper.

Look, I'm smiling.

I promise your answer

won't hurt my feelings.

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