In Her Shoes Page #8

comatose and homicidal.

God, every day I wake up thinking,

"Maybe today's the day she'll come back.

- I'm right here.

- "Maybe today she'll look at me like she used to.

She'll- She'll look at me in the eye,

tell me what she's thinking. "

- Simon?

- But no, no, no.

Today's the day

you look him in the eye...

tell him what you're thinking.

The guy who treated you

like a- like a disposable washrag.

This has nothing to do with him.

This is about you and me-

you not talking to me, you not

telling me what's going on inside you.

Tell me.

[ Sighs ]

I won't marry you like this.

I won't do it.

[ Car Drives Away ]

So this lady today, she, um- she heard

about how I shopped for Mrs. Lefkowitz...

and she asked

if I'd do the same for her.

- No kidding?

- Yeah.

- Said she'd pay.

- Well, she'd better.

- Do you think there's other women

down here who would?

- Are you kidding? Scads.

I was thinking of doing it

maybe like... a business.

Well, that's an excellent idea.

Um, I'm really terrible at numbers.

I mean, adding and stuff.

Well, I'm good with them.

I can help.

I mean, if you like.

Yeah. Sure.

That'd be good.

Gin.

[ Gasps ]

[ Knocking ]

- Oh, no.

- Dad?

- Dad?

- You are not welcome here!

- Rose? You all right?

- Are you kidding?

I'm fantastic. Turns out I have

a grandmother I never knew about.

It was in your own best interest.

Your father thought-

Why are you speaking? You do not

have any place in this conversation.

- Excuse me, miss. This is my house.

- Sydelle. Please.

How did she find you?

How did she lose me?

She said she sent birthday cards.

Please tell me you never got 'em.

Our mother was dead,

our father was practically catatonic.

- A grandmother might have come in handy.

- She was impossible, Rose.

Bossy, self-righteous, nosy about things

that weren't her business.

- Like what?

- Trust me. We were better off without her.

Because she was bossy?

That doesn't make any sense.

I didn't want to be around that,

and I didn't want you around it.

- What?

- The judgment. The blame.

- For what? What-What'd she blame you for?

- Everything.

- What everything?

-Just everything.

- Dad!

- For your mother, all right?

For her death.

- She said that?

- She didn't have to.

She wanted her protected

all the time. Drugged.

But Caroline-

she didn't want to live that way.

It made her foggy.

She couldn't take it

if she was pregnant.

So... we hoped it would be enough-

loving each other,

loving you and Maggie.

There were so many good days.

We thought it would be okay.

Oh, God.

I'm sorry, Rosie.

I'm so sorry.

[ Ella ]

Now, um...

the only opening on Thursday

she has is 5:
00.

- P.M.

- Yes.

- That's right in the middle of dinner.

- Well, take it or leave it.

- I'll take it if she won't.

- I'll take it. I'll take it.

- "Mrs. Stempel. "

- Ella.

Lewis! Are you looking

for a personal shopper too?

[ Chuckling ]

No. A date, to the Tea Dance.

And I'd be honored

if you'd go with me.

- I'd love to.

- Pick you up at 4:00.

- Lewis Feldman.

- Ooh.

This place just keeps

getting better and better.

[ MUSIC ] [ Humming ]

[ Gasps ]

What are you doing here?

I live here.

What are you doing here?

You live here?

In an old folks home?

It's a retirement community

for active seniors.

Wait, so you-

you live with our grandmother?

How'd you find out about her?

I can't believe she wrote you

without telling me.

It's so sneaky.

Does it offend

your strict moral code?

So, how's it going for you down here?

Who's buying your cocktails?

No one.

Oh, no.

Is your mojo failing you already?

My mojo's fine.

I just haven't felt like drinking.

Right. Probably haven't

felt like stealing...

or lying or having sex

with inappropriate partners either.

- Did you come down here just to abuse me?

- [ Door Shuts ]

Maggie! I hope you are prepared

to be exceedingly rich...

because I booked you within an-

Rose. Oh.

Oh, Rose.

Look at you.

Oh, look how lovely you are. Oh.

[ Laughing ]

Oh. Do you remember me?

Yeah.

I remember you too.

You-You're exactly the same.

Smiley and huggable and-

- Ooh, and engaged?

- What?

Oh, yeah.

- Holy sh*t. To who?

- No one you know.

Champagne. Now, come with me.

Tell me all about it.

I can't believe you're marrying

somebody I haven't even met.

What's he like anyhow?

Why? You want to screw him too?

I don't expect you to forgive me, Rose...

but I am sorry.

[ Squeaky Horn Tooting ]

- [ Maggie ] Careful, Mrs. Haskell.

- I'm always careful!

She hit somebody last week.

It was a big to-do.

And there's a store where you can buy

eight different kinds of hemorrhoid creams.

All right.

Here come the Queen Bees.

Widows. They run the place.

Oh, watch out.

- Hello, ladies! This is my sister.

- Maggie.

- Hi.

- Hi, Maggie.

Yep. Have a good day.

This is the exercise pavilion.

Hey, guys!

- Hi, Maggie.

- This is my sister, Rose.

Hello, Rose!

[ Man ] Good, Lydia. A good stretch.

That's it. A nd left.

Looking good, Mrs. Klein.

- Hi, Maggie.

- Hi, ladies.

Hi!

I call these guys The Bench.

They're all former lawyers.

- Gentlemen! Hey.

- Hi, Maggie.

This is my sister, Rose.

She's a lawyer, too, from Philadelphia.

- Which firm?

- Uh, actually, no firm right now.

I'm just... taking some time off.

- Me too.

- [ Laughing ]

- What are you doing, Ella?

- Sit down, girls.

I've got some things here

I thought you might like to see.

- Whoa.

- Oh, God.

- [ Chuckles ]

- Look at you.

- These are great.

- Hey, look. Our old living room.

Mm-hmm.

Oh, God.

Could Mom have been any prettier?

Oh, you look exactly like her.

Doesn't she?

- I wonder if there's a picture of Honey Bun.

- That'd be pretty impossible.

- Who's Honey Bun?

- Our dog.

- You had a dog?

- For one day.

The greatest day.

Mom woke us up really early.

It was a school day. It was still dark out.

It was winter.

And she put us in our best party dresses and

dragged us down to the kitchen, which was-

- A mess.

- Covered, every counter, in fudge.

She'd been up all night making it.

We loaded it into the car,

and she drove us right past school...

straight up to New York,

to Lord & Taylor.

Which was closed, because we got there

at 8:
00 in the morning.

- That's right, and we hung out in the car.

- Eating fudge for breakfast.

Mom had heard about Mrs. Fields.

You know, the cookie lady?

And she figured that her fudge

was just as good as those cookies, so-

So she was gonna make a fortune.

When it finally opened, we went in

and, oh, God, she was so beautiful.

- She was wearing this long, velvety gown.

- At 8:
00 in the morning?

Well, by this time it was 10:00.

I guess she talked to some of the store people

about the fudge, but I don't remember.

Mmm, she spilled it,

all over the jewelry counter.

- There was a guy who just kind of looked at her.

- I don't remember a guy.

There was a guy,

and he looked at her.

Anyway, Mom said that we could

each get one present.

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