Laura Lansing Slept Here Page #6

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just bursting to get out.

Don't laugh, sometimes

I think there are.

I'm not laughing.

I don't know what we'll

do when you're gone, Laura,

I'm getting so used to haute cuisine.

I wish my cook could see me.

Where's Dad?

Oh he had to work late

honey he's gonna come home

bone-tired.

Mom is it all right if

I go over to Shirley's?

Sure, just don't stay out late.

Okay.

Bye Ms. Lansing.

Bye dear.

When did you two get so chummy?

Mom can I go play ball?

Isn't it too dark?

Not if I hurry.

Okay.

What was the name of that again?

Chicken Agavero, it

was some eggs' mother.

Yeah, but not bad.

I'm getting used to the

champagne too, isn't that awful?

Oh you'll be gone in just a few days.

Yep.

Are we some kind of survey?

No.

[Melody] Oh come on, why are you here?

It's a bet, Larry bet me

I couldn't last a week, with...

Well with what?

With a normal family.

Why couldn't you?

I'm detached from all that.

[Melody] That sounds so sad.

No, no, it's not that.

Where you ever in love?

Oh yes.

[Melody] Well what happened.

Well, I loved him, I really did.

In my way, you know.

He wanted a wife, a mother of his children

and I wanted...

What?

Laura Lansing.

Are you sorry?

No, no, I don't have any regrets.

I've had too lucky a life for that.

Well I'm glad you're here.

Thank you.

Oh there's Walter.

Hi.

Hi honey, we saved you some food.

You want some champagne?

Gee, you people are

turning into real drunks.

No we're not, and we

had a wonderful day,

didn't we Laura?

Yes we had.

Well except that Laura

has to go to Indianapolis

on a lecture tour, but

that's not so bad is it.

Not so bad.

I'm gonna clean up.

See Laura, tell Violet.

(baby crying)

Oh I'd better put the baby to bed.

Who's Violet?

Laura's booking agent.

Violet.

You think you know something don't you?

Well you don't.

Violet, the famous Xerox girl.

She's just a kid at the office.

She's a high school drop

out, she's kinda lost,

she needs advice from older men.

And what you need Walter...

Sshht, she'll hear you!

(muffled arguing)

(water streaming)

Excuse, just what does

this have to do with you?

Nothing, except that if I ever hear

that you spent one red

cent on little miss Xerox,

when Melody hasn't even

got a decent dress,

so help me Lord, I will

kill you with my bare hands.

Keep it down.

I just happen to love Violet.

Oh nonsense, this is sex.

Really it's a remarkable difference,

and I don't think sex

has much to do with love,

unless of course you're lucky.

And you don't strike me

as being lucky, Walter.

Listen, I don't wanna hurt Melody.

I can't help the way I

feel about this girl.

The trouble with men is, they're men.

What was that all about?

Oh we were just having

a little discussion.

Oh that I know.

Walter, soup's on.

Laura I need to ask you a favor.

What?

Please don't nag at Walter

about making more money.

[Laura] Why not?

He works so hard, and it's all for us,

for me, the kids.

So I have to scrump a

little, I do that gladly

and willingly, I'm really very lucky.

He's kept a roof over our

head and food in our mouth

all these years.

Is that all you ask?

A roof over your head,

and food in your mouths?

And Walter.

(melancholic music)

(phone ringing)

Hello?

[Doris] Mr. Reid, Mr. Conway Reid?

Who the hell is this?

It's Doris Whimms, Ms.

Laura Lansing's secretary.

Oh uh, yes?

Ms. Lansing is visiting

some friends on Long Island,

and she wondered if you

could possibly lunch

with them today.

I think I can arrange that.

We'll send the car for

you, is 11 o'clock all right

for you?

Uh, fine, thank you.

And thank Ms. Lansing.

Is it...

How dressy is it?

I wouldn't worry about it, goodbye.

No, oh no that's hideous.

I don't get it, who's coming for lunch?

An old acquaintance

of mine, acted in a play

I once wrote, a terribly attractive man.

But why is he coming to lunch?

So you can practice dear,

practice at being a woman.

That's very dreary.

I'm a mother.

Well some mothers do manage to be women.

Oh, it's beautiful.

Oh I won't look like me.

That's good.

Is lunch all ready?

[Laura] It's all taken care of.

Where's Malcolm.

I took him over to Francie's.

Oh he's here!

Hi.

Is this a joke.

Oh no sir.

Conway.

Laura darling.

How lovely to see you.

How sweet of you to ask me.

From Emma.

Ah in the kitchen.

Are you staying for lunch.

No way I'll be back in an hour.

What a charming room.

Isn't it, I can't wait to have you meet

our hostess, Melody Gomphers.

Gomphers?

Such a delight, she'll

be out in a minute.

Are you doing research here?

In a way, ah, here you are.

Melody, this is...

You, you!

She's a little emotional.

Is it?

Is it really you Al?

Yes, yes it's me dear.

The sexiest man in soaps.

You flatter me, I'm

just plain old Conway Reid

in real life, not that we have

much to do with real life.

How pretty you are, with your

face all flushed like that.

Isn't she?

I'm terribly bored

with the soap of course,

however, I'm up for a sitcom at NBC.

And there's a very good

chance that I may co-star

with Michael J. Fox in the new film.

Well here I am, going on about myself.

Tell me about you.

Me?

All about you.

Well, uhm, I'm just a wife and mother.

Ah, hmm.

Sometimes those can be the most.

Delicious, I'd like to meet Emma sometime.

She's the best cook in New York.

Oh have some more Al, excuse me, Conway.

I don't mind.

Isn't she adorable.

Isn't she.

Melody could you come and

help me with the dessert.

Of course.

Hurry back.

(calming music)

You see how easy it is?

I think he really likes me.

Of course he does, by

the time Walter gets home,

you'll be an absolute femme fatale.

Oh Laura!

(giggling)

But your life must be so

exciting like Laura's.

The way you live, the people you know.

Well mine is of course quite glamorous,

nothing like Laura's though.

On that glamorous note,

I shall do the dishes.

Ah.

Oh no, don't budge, you

stay and talk to Conway.

I love chocolate mousse.

Before Laura came I hadn't

gone beyond ice cream.

How deliciously honest you are.

Am I?

Melody.

I love your name.

It's like music, isn't it.

That's what it means.

Yeah.

[Melody] (gasps) Do you

know what we're missing?

Well at least we can catch the end of it.

(swanky music)

[Al] Is this what

you want, you chic cat.

Oh Al, Al why do you treat me like this?

Because I love you,

and always remember that.

It's you.

The magic of tape.

I can be as tender as I am tough.

[Woman On TV] Oh Al, Al.

About your husband.

Oh he's an accountant,

he's very nice, only.

Only?

I don't know.

Tomorrow afternoon, my place.

What do you say?

Something in your eyes

tells me you want to see

more of me.

Does they, uh, do they?

Three o'clock?

There's more where that came from.

Oh I can't, the children

come home from school and...

Two o'clock.

Why not?

One o'clock, what am I saying?

A little cold lunch, just the two of us?

A little cold lunch, just the two of us?

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