Kiss Me Goodbye

- Kay... Where are you?

- I'm in here.

Honestly Kay, if I live to

be a hundred...

...I will never get used to these

365 degree turns of yours.

Oh, thanks for coming mother.

Darling, you sure you want to

open this place again?

- Positive.

- It's been five years.

- Three years.

- Well, whatever, it...

It's a big decision to make fast.

- It could be a shock.

- It's just a house mother.

It is more than that and

you know it.

It's part of your life.

That part is over and done with.

And you suddenly decide,

after what's his name...

...has chased you like a hound for

two years...

...to marry that gravedigger.

His name is Rupert, and he is

not a gravedigger...

- He's an Egyptologist.

- I don't care what he says he is.

He scrapes in the ground for dead

people, and that's a gravedigger.

Be careful with this.

The work is priceless.

- Hey watch that corner!

- God.

- We're fine.

- I do not believe this.

This stuff's been Egypt for

four thousand years.

It arrives here the week I'm

supposed to get married.

It could not have been planned

any better.

You're nervous, aren't you?

Of course I'm nervous. That's the

whole point of getting married.

I'm also very...

Excited, though.

- In my office, and this one too.

- You got it.

Ask me, you're

making a big mistake.

Marriage is the pits.

You used to be a priest. Is that

what you used to tell people.

No, that's what they

used to tell me.

Kay and I are very much in love.

And we are two intelligent,

conpatible adults.

We like same things, we

do the same...

It doesn't matter that you like

the same things.

What matters is that you spend

your money on the same things.

You must have been a very cynical

priest.

Oh, God, I gotta hurry

and meet Kay.

This house and marriage. Hope it's

not gonna end up like the turtles.

What turtles?

Those turtles you'd always convince

your fater to buy for you...

...at the circus or...

Or wherever.

That same kind of inpulse is at

work here.

But who ended up feeding them

those smelly dried-up old flies?

- You did.

- Yes, I did.

You lost you

interest right away.

You're not going to be feeding

my husband smelly, dried-up flies.

Well, I should hope not. As his

wife, that'll be your job.

I've been in limbo for three years,

Mother, ever since Jolly died.

I just want to start to live again.

I know darling, I know. But why

in this house?

Because it's my house

and I love it.

What does Rupert say to that?

- I haven't told him yet.

- What?

I haven't told him yet.

But I will.

And I'm sure he'll love the idea...

...and we'll both live here

very happily.

I want you to be happy, dear. You

know that more than anything.

It's just that, well, as your

mother, I feel it's...

...my duty to point out all the

negative aspects of the situation.

Thanks, mother.

Emily? Have you seen Jolly?

He got a cab right behind mine.

- Hello? Anybody home?

- Emily?

Hello?

Hello?

Emily!

- Hi.

- Hello.

Thanks for coming.

I know you're busy.

The magazine can live without me

for an afternoon.

Oh, anyway, I wanted to bring you

the proofs of your Chelsea article.

- Did you like it?

- Yes.

Good.

I love this place.

Oh! I'd forgotten how elegant

it was.

- How elegant it is.

- Is.

- Hi, Emily.

- Charlotte.

Can you believe she wants to go

through with this just...

...before the wedding?

- Oh, look at this dust.

Soot. The country has dust.

New York has soot.

It brings back such memories.

This elegant room. Oh,

this window. I forgot.

It looks right into the garden.

Shakespeare.

What is the matter with you, boy?

There's nothing there.

I'd like to start by thanking Hal

Prince and Steven Sondheim...

...for not producing a play on

Broadway this year.

And surely, the impaccable Jenny,

stage manageress without peer.

Where is she?

Thank you for everything,

including...

...holding my hand, finding my keys

and telling me my zipper was open.

And, finally, the one person whom

I couldn't have gotten through...

...the show, the rehearsals

or any of it.

My darling Kay.

The night is yours and

I love yo...

Was this always here?

- Was what always there?

- This wall. Was it always here?

- Yes, mother. It was always there.

- Well, I don't remember it.

It was always there. It was always

kind of flat like that and...

...held the building up.

- Whatever.

It's going to take some kind of

work to make this place what it was.

No. No, it's not going to be what

it was.

I'm, I'm going to change

everything... Top to bottom.

New wallpaper, new furniture, new

everything.

Kay?

- What?

- Are you allright?

I'm fine. I'm fine...

I... just have to get my bearings.

Come on Shakespeare.

I think it's great that she decided

to come back and face this place...

...to start doing things again.

- Oh, so do I.

But why not start with a simpler

hobby...

...like needlepoint or...

Or analysis?

Jolly.

Is Rupert here yet?

No, not yet.

He said he'd be here

at four o'clock.

He's probably playing with those

dead Arabs.

Mother... It's his job. Please

be a little tolerant of him.

- He's such a nerd.

- He's not a nerd.

Where did you learn that word?

Well, it just came out

when I met him.

Nerd. Just like that from my lips.

Nerd.

- I like Rupert.

- Well, then you marry him.

Rupert is a fine, intelligent man

and we're going to be married.

Why couldn't you have found

another man like Jolly?

Mother, please don't

start this again.

He was so handsome and...

And charming... And...

- Dead!

- And he loved this house.

He did not love this house mother.

He hardly noticed it.

"Home, Sweet Home" to Jolly was

room service in any...

...hotel in a town with a theatre.

Charlotte, do you think we might

scrape together...

- ...a cup of instant coffee?

- Why not?

I didn't have any lunch today.

Kay?

Kay?

Rupert?

Rupert?

- You're late.

- I know. I'm sorry.

- You okay?

- Sure.

Good.

So...

Why does this dog hate me so much?

He doesn't hate you.

He likes yo...

Yeah, I can tell.

He's wagging his fangs.

Oh, honey.

So this is the place, hmm?

Oh, it's just yo...

Just me.

Lovely hat. Are... Are

batteries included?

Rupert.

Hey, Emily. God, this place

is fabulous, isn't it?

- You like it?

- Who wouldn't?

Look at this banister.

- What?

- That's Santiago nabogany.

It's impossible to find today.

- Can I go upstairs?

- Sure.

Shakespeare!

This molding is incredible.

- Did you tell him?

- I will.

Do you know what it would cost to

build a place like this today?

- Do you like it?

- Like it? I love it.

I love it almost as much as

I love yo...

Rupert.

Let's get married here.

Well... Here, in this house?

Why not? It's our house.

- Another snap decision.

- I think it's a fabulous idea.

- What about the club?

- Cancel.

- Can't do that, Kay.

- Why not?

Well, they went to all this trouble

to fit us in at such a short notice.

So what? This house would be a

beautiful place for wedding.

Absolutely perfect.

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