How to Make an American Quilt Page #3

And before that,

how do I know you won't run off?

Why would I do that?

That's what you say now.

Sophia, this is crazy. Why would I run away?

Because it happens.

Are you gonna be away

for very long, Daddy?

Not so long, sweetheart.

Two or three weeks.

- I want to go to college.

- We can only afford to send one of you.

- It's more important for Pres Jr. to go.

- But I'm the oldest.

A girl doesn't have to go to college.

You can get married.

That's not what I want.

We don't always get what we want.

- What's that?

- It's a pond.

For you.

I thought you could wade around in it or...

... keep fish in it, or whatever you want.

I think it's deep enough.

What do you think about getting some goldfish?

Evie says she wants a goldfish.

Remember when you took me

to the swimming hole?

Why'd you stop going?

I became a wife, I guess.

Preston.

Pres?

Let's go down to the swimming hole.

Pres?

So, what happened?

He never came back.

Oh, look, Sam is here.

Hi.

Hi, Sam.

- So, how come you're here?

- I missed you.

I wanted to go over the house.

We've got plenty.

- Sam, are you staying to dinner?

- Sure.

Good.

Great.

If you'll have me.

Oh, yeah.

- Did you go swimming?

- Yeah.

I took this wall out here

between the kitchen and the dining room.

- And you see this section here?

- Yeah.

- That's for your office.

- No, I told you I want a separate room.

Yeah, I know.

I tried to work it out,

but the house really isn't big enough.

- What about this?

- That would be a guest room.

Well, screw the guests.

Let them sleep on the couch.

I just thought we should have an extra room...

...for whatever.

If we have a baby or for work space or...

- This is the baby's room?

- No, it's just a possible use of the space, is all.

You expect me to have babies right away?

No, I don't expect you to do anything.

You just said this is the baby's room.

Finn, we're just going over blueprints.

Okay.

Does that mean you don't want to have kids?

Not right now, no.

Do you mean not right now, or never?

Why is this something

I have to answer right now?

If you don't want to have kids,

we should talk about it.

Fine, Sam. But you know, this isn't something...

...I want to be thinking about right now.

I'm trying to finish my paper.

- You went swimming.

- So?

So, obviously, you have time

for other things besides work.

Oh, man, I can't...

I can't believe this.

- You came to spy on me?

- I can't believe this attitude you're giving me.

You were supposed to give me three months.

Three months to get my head together.

And here you are, what, two weeks later?

That's bullshit.

You're getting cold feet.

Oh, man.

You are. I can see that look on your face.

What look?

That look.

The same look your mother gets

when she's gonna dump one of her boyfriends.

That look. Oh, please!

"What am I doing with a carpenter?

"Why don't I get somebody better? Smarter?

- "Somebody who doesn't even care about me?"

- You are so wrong! So wrong.

Am I?

All right. Whatever. Let's just do this.

I'm not like my mother, Sam.

Okay, the extra room would be your office,

and you want...

Whatever.

Want a built-in desk or shelves?

What do you want?

I don't care.

"Doesn't care."

Will you be spending the night, Sam?

No, I don't think so.

Sam!

Don't drive crazy just 'cause you're mad at me.

This is Sam.

This is the machine.

You know what to do.

Hi, it's me again.

Are you there?

Are you there?

Okay, well...

...I just wanted to call and say...

...that I'm really...

...sorry about the fight we had.

I'm just...

...sorry for being such a horrible...

Hello? Hello, who is this?

Sh*t!

Hi, sleepyhead.

Wish I could stay in bed that long.

What's going on with her?

She was up all night trying to call Sam.

Some girl answered.

Oh, dear, that sounds bad.

Not necessarily.

I don't know. Everything is...

I don't like any of these colors.

I don't like this color. I don't like that color.

I just can't...

Try this.

I can't.

I don't like this, and I don't like that.

Fine.

Honey?

- May I join you?

- Yeah.

I'm sure you know about this little involvement

between my husband and...

...what's- her-name.

This isn't the first time he's fooled around. No.

Dean is not a conventional man.

He's an artist. He acts out.

He's been acting out

since the first month we were married.

Then why have you stayed with him so long?

I've lived all my life in this town...

...and being married to Dean...

...makes me feel unusual.

Oh, Dean.

Dean won't drink American coffee.

He makes us go all the way to San Francisco

to the Italian section to get it.

Where is he right now?

He's in his studio with a student.

What's that supposed to mean?

I'd just keep my eyes on him. That's all.

You sound like your mother.

Do you love that girl?

No! No.

It was just the physical pleasure.

Dean, stop it!

I'm sorry, Em, it's... I'm an artist.

That makes me greedy and selfish.

You're a beautiful woman. I don't deserve you.

I'm a pathetic excuse for a husband.

I have to leave you.

- What?

- I can't live like this. I have to leave you.

- We have to get a divorce.

- Yeah, but I'll die.

Dean!

No, you should. You should.

You should leave me.

You can't trust me.

You should find someone new.

But I'll die if you leave me.

Dean, what are you doing? Dean!

Get away!

Please. Please. Please, forgive me, Em.

Don't leave me. Please.

Beautiful Em, I can't let you leave me.

Stay with me.

I'll paint old men.

Fat, old, bald, warty men

with all their clothes on.

Please. I love you.

I'll get it.

I do.

I need you.

It's killing me.

You shouldn't call me here.

I know. I know.

It's hard for me, too, baby.

Oh, God!

Oh, my God, you son of a b*tch!

I can't believe you're doing this!

Why do you keep doing this?

I can't control it.

You bastard!

Here.

And so I left him.

I went to stay at my parents' house...

... which isn't saying much.

They only lived two streets away.

All the same, it took Dean three months

to find me.

Em.

Em.

What are you doing here?

And what makes you think

I should ever come back to you?

This one on top.

It's for the best, dear.

Unbelievable.

I've come to believe

that Dean is more typical than not.

It's a pattern of nature.

The female keeps the nest,

while the male goes out and flaunts his feathers.

- Well, screw that.

- Heck yeah.

I've decided...

...finally, to leave him.

- Please, don't tell anyone.

- Of course not.

Our naked lady.

I beg your pardon?

Our naked lady.

Oh, turn it up. I like that song.

I don't mean to bother you.

I brought these for you.

Thank you.

No, I'm about to take a break.

Go ahead, sit down.

Did you grow these?

My family has a field.

I just picked these.

They're still warm from the sun.

Here.

I don't know what I'm gonna do

about that yellow patch.

It throws the whole damn balance off.

Constance, what are you doing to me?

As I understood it, the theme

is supposed to be "Where Love Resides."

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