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Guinevere Page #6
- R
- Year:
- 1999
- 104 min
- 245 Views
- Um --
Are you okay?
Connie?
Connie, what?
Are you sick?
Connie. Connie,
what is it?
Will you talk
to me, please?
What is it?
Oh.
- Jesus.
- Don't worry. It's okay.
It's okay.
No, please. Please don't. Don't feel
bad, okay? We'll fix it, all right?
We'll go to a dentist. I'm gonna
go look in the phone book now.
No money.
I haven't got any money.
We'll go to Walter's first
and sell photographs,
then we'll go to the dentist.
Can't go to Walter's
like this.
Don't, Connie.
Don't, please?
We'll fix it right here,
all right?
I'll go get some money
right now.
Okay?
Just don't be upset.
Just -- You have to --
- Give me the camera.
- Oh, God.
Just the telephoto.
That should be enough.
- How are you, Walter?
- Connie?
I can't believe this.
- Oh, boy.-
My God,
I haven't seen you in ten years.
- Hello. I'm Harper.
Hello. Well, what a great surprise.
Come on in.
Come on.
So you were in
the neighborhood, huh?
Rebecca's at the store.
She'll be sorry she missed you.
You should've called first.
You know me.
Never know where I'm gonna show up.
- Can I get you two something to drink?
- No, thanks. I'm fine.
Sure.
What do you got?
Uh... come on
in the kitchen.
She's gorgeous!
- How the hell do you do it,
you lucky sh*t?
- Shh, shh.
How's life? What brings you
down here to lotus land?
Actually, I came down here
to hang a show.
- No kidding?
- Mm-hmm.
- Bourbon with that?
- Yeah,just a splash.
Mmm, yeah, I got an opening
next week...
a-at a gallery
on La Cienega.
- Good for you.
- Mm-hmm.
- All new stuff, or --
- Actually, I got the prints with me.
- Do you want to take a look?
- Sure.
Let's wait for Rebecca.
She'll be dying to see them.
except for old friends.
Oh.
I have a book
coming out next year.
After that, they're gonna
five times what I'm
asking for them now.
You know, Connie,
Rebecca and me,
we're retired now.
We're not much into
the art-buying business anymore.
Oh, I mean,
your stuff is great, but, uh,
we've already got
three of yours.
Walter, uh,
I hate to ask you this,
you know.
It's not easy for me.
Connie, uh, we haven't
seen each other for ten years.
Mm-hmm.
Long time, long time.
It's just that my cameras
are in the shop and I can't make
any money until I get them out,
and I can't get them out until
I make some money.
- I'm surprised.
I don't know what to say.
- It's an unusual situation.
- So you couldn't make it to the bank.
- Yeah, that's right.
- Yeah.
- Well, maybe I can help you out
with a little something.
How much
did he give us?
Forty bucks?
Not enough to get home.
I guess we will have to
pawn the f***ing camera.
I never took a picture.
You're pawning the camera, and I never
took a single picture, not one.
Well... now's my chance,
right?
Stop it.
Stop it.
Stop it, Harper!
- Stop it. Harper, stop it.
- Oh, come on, Connie.
- Just one finger,just one toe!
- Stop it, stop it!
Connie?
Yes, baby?
I love you so much.
I know.
I know.
I love you too.
I love you so much,
I don't know what I'll do.
I could use a drink.
Me too.
There's a liquor store.
Did you see it?
- Uh-huh.
Could you run across there
and get us a bottle?
Yeah.
You want
anything else?
No.
Here.
Take your bag.
They might want I.D.
You know,
you look like a kid.
And your jacket.
It's cold out there.
It's not cold.
Go.
Come with me.
I'll watch.
You'll watch me
cross the parking lot?
Who wouldn't?
No. No.
Go on now, Guinevere.
Go on.
I'm gonna go to the liquor store,
Okay.
I'll be right here.
Connie.
Hi.
April?
Hi, Harper.
Come in. The others
are, uh, already here.
He's resting.
- Harper, hey. How you doin'?
- Billie.
- I heard about your photography.
- You did?
My dealer knows your dealer, and he says
you're doing a show at Cole-Swensky.
- That's so great.
- Thank you.
- Do you know Cindy?
- We've actually met before.
- Hi.
- I'm over it.
- Linda, this is Harper.
- Class of '81.
It's good to meet you.
So are we all here?
Is this everybody?
- Mm-mmm. We're missing Jessica.
- Pre-Billie, post-me.
- She's stuck in a shoot
in Alaska, right?
- She sent a fish.
Oh, that was good of her.
I found a bottle,
and there's still somethin'in it.
Quick, before he crawls out of bed
and grabs it from you.
You two are so unkind.
Give me some.
I could only get him to swallow
one spoonful of soup.
I think on top
of everything,
he's a little uneasy
about all of us being here at once.
It's not like we're gonna talk
about the size of his dick while
he's dying in the next room.
Well, actually, as I recall --
What? I was gonna
say something nice.
Cheers.
He wanted you
all here.
He asked me to call you.
Last week, when I came by
to get the rest of my stuff,
I found him
on the floor over there.
He looked like he was there for
a while, and he wasn't even conscious.
So I, uh, took him
to the hospital,
and they checked him over,
and they told me...
it was too late
to do anything.
Just let him die at home.
What does that mean?
Die how?
I mean,
what's gonna happen?
What about after?
I don't know how to take care of him.
I have finals next week.
He was helping me
with my paintings.
He was helping me
with a lot of things,
you know.
Oh, God.
I shouldn't
have left him.
It was hard,
but I could have stayed.
He only wanted five years.
Don't worry, April.
He got a lot more
than that.
I wonder who
was his favorite.
- I think it was April.
- Definitely April.
- Cheers.
- Cheers.
We know, sweetie.
We know.
Poor baby.
- Are you sure you wanna stay?
- Yeah.
Well... we said
our good-byes.
I gave him
a blow job.
I'm just kidding.
I have to
get back to Ed.
Okay. Sleep well,
all right?
Yeah. Call me
if anything happens, okay?
Yeah, I will.
- Thanks.
- Okay. Take care.
Okay. You too.
Hello, Guinevere.
- I have something for you.
- What is it?
It's your life's work.
Don't have a heart attack, but we
thought we'd give you one last look.
It's from all
the Guineveres.
Thank you.
I wanted to talk to you
about April.
I wanted to ask you if you could
keep her on the right track,
make sure she doesn't
I'll look after her.
And get her to read...
the fundamental works.
She doesn't like
to read.
Um, my negatives.
There's a few thousand
of them.
Are there any instructions
on how you want them printed?
Instructions?
For you?
You don't need
instructions.
I've been finding that dying
is a hell of a time...
not to believe in God.
You can laugh
if you want.
I've, uh -- I've been
trying to picture...
what it's going to be like
at the end.
I was wondering if you could give me
some kind of an image.
You've always
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