Guinevere Page #6

- 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.

- Looking the worse for wear.

- 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.

I raised my prices recently,

except for old friends.

Oh.

I have a book

coming out next year.

After that, they're gonna

be worth three --

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?

- Across the parking lot?

- 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 coming right back.

I'm gonna go to the liquor store,

then I'm coming right back.

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,

and I really needed that,

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

start painting fruit bowls.

I'll look after her.

And get her to read...

the fundamental works.

She doesn't like

to read.

Is there anything else?

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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