Le divorce de Patrick Page #6

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You should do something about it!

If you don't, I will!

-We could do it together.

-Go away.

We could do the same thing that they're

doing. We could screw each other.

Stay away from me.

Roxy?.

Hello?.

Oh, my God.

Is good. Is good. It's good.

Sorry, we're full.

We have to hurry.

I just thought:

"l needn't take any more of this."'

And what about Gennie?.

What about everyone in Santa Barbara?.

Of course they'll blame me.

And they're absolutely right.

I should have looked after you better.

That's what I'm supposed to be here for.

Not to pursue some love life of my own.

No. That's what I want, ls.

For you to be happy...

...even if I'm not.

The baby's fine. Did they tell you?.

And he's kicking like hell.

So beautiful.

Thank you.

What do you think of the name Henri-Luc?.

For the baby?.

Bertram.

A women's thing.

Something to do with the baby.

No, not a miscarriage.

I'll call you back.

Hugue.

Thibault.

I don't want any of those kind of names.

Mathieu.

Maybe just Luc is better than Henri-Luc.

I'm still thinking about names.

Any ideas?.

I don't know how you could do this

to all of us.

-Couldn't you have thought of the baby?.

-I did.

I thought:

"Do I really want to bring him

into this world?.

Into a broken home?. "

So now, like everyone else,

you are blaming me.

No.

I blame myself...

...for coming up with the wrong answer.

Oh, look at that color.

I should have brought you some.

I thought of it...

...but I was so terribly upset.

That's too bad.

I'm sorry.

I'm not defending Charles-Henri.

He has behaved badly.

Like a lot of husbands.

But leaving a pregnant wife...

...is in bad taste.

The bad taste was to marry her.

Those girls are not like us.

We can't teach them savoir-vivre...

...good manners.

They find it ridiculous.

They only trust their instinct.

Their feelings. And where does it lead?.

Uncontrolled emotions.

Desire.

And now my idiotic brother...

...is fooling around with the sister.

She's also capable of slicing open her veins.

It's not my problem. It's his wife's.

I have my hands full...

...with Charles-Henri and his American.

Expect the worse from his Cosak.

Charlotte, you know how to behave.

It's a question of self-control.

How I hate letting oneself go!

At least you don't end up in hospital.

Rog. Roger.

Welcome to France.

-You look great.

-So where's your Aunt lsabel?.

-You look so French.

-Thanks, Daddy. I do?.

-Hi, honey.

-Oh, my God.

Hey, baby.

Look at you. Oh, my--

-How is she?. How's Roxy?.

-She's fine.

Don't talk about it.

Please don't remind her.

Just forget it ever happened.

I'm going to forget that my daughter

tried to kill herself?.

-I know.

-lsabel, that's why I'm asking you.

Is looks like somebody out of

Tie Me Up!. Tie Me Down!

I wouldn't know.

I never saw Tie Me Up! Tie Me Down!

My God, you're huge!

-Darling.

-You look great.

-Champagne, please.

-Champagne.

A Diet Coke, s'il vous plait.

That's alcohol. You're pregnant.

I'm not forbidden to drink. French

pediatricians say just the opposite.

Is tourtiere some kind of turtle thing?.

No, it's a baked dish.

Like a quiche but better.

The tourtiere is the actual dish

they bake it in.

What's the legal angle on the painting?.

Where do we stand?.

In any division of property,

Roxeanne's ex-husband can claim half.

That includes half of whatever

is her share of the painting.

There'll be five of you claiming it.

One can make that case in court,

that it's communal and not marital property.

The first thing we must do is get an

estimate of the value of the painting.

-Can you drink the tap water here?.

-This isn't lstanbul or Cairo.

-Why are they drinking bottled water?.

-Same reason they drink it in California.

Let's get some bottled. Yeah?.

Monsieur, can we get some eau avec gaz?.

We certainly don't want anything of ours

going to Charles-Henri.

You know, it's funny,

but I never trusted him.

Never mind about that.

Come on. When we all first knew him,

he was beautiful. You said so too, Mother.

"Like Orpheus, his stubbled cheek,

a field of gold."'

-You said that?.

-Yes, I did.

Could we be serious

and talk about the painting?.

Really, the painting belongs to Roxy...

...because she cared enough about it

to take it away with her.

She had our blessings, as in everything.

Right, Margeeve?.

I don't think we should sell it.

We should lend it to museums and still

keep it with our name on a golden plaque.

No way. I mean, the situation

has completely changed now.

Why, because it's worth more money

than you thought?.

Well, that is a consideration.

Right now we're a family of five,

but one day there will be more of us.

There will be kids. No one wants to

deprive them of their inheritance.

Roxy's the only one who has kids now.

Why not marry one of those girls you

always live with?. They seem very nice.

-That's not what we're here to talk about.

-Come on, Roger. Give it a whirl.

Of course Saint Ursula belongs to all of us.

I never thought of her as just mine.

You know that, Roger.

She was always there hanging above

the sofa watching all of us.

With a disapproving face...

...inhibiting us from whatever we

wanted to do on the couch.

I suppose that's the way of all saints

in the presence of human frailty.

Let's say we split the proceeds among us.

How do we get around Roxy's husband?.

Even if he claims half her share...

...I'll make sure it comes back

in alimony and child support.

Oh, wouldn't that be wonderful?.

As it is, I can't get a cent out of him.

In all fairness, everything he has

is tied up in family trusts.

And with his paintings, he earns

about as much as I do with my poetry.

I was even thinking of getting a job.

What?.

We'll have to stake claims for payments.

I'll need you to sign papers.

-Sure. I'll stop by the office tomorrow.

-I'll bring them over tonight.

French lawyers are so nice.

Can you imagine an American lawyer

dropping off papers at night?.

No, I can't.

How do you want it cook?.

Could I get a steak au poivre

and a salade vert?.

-Tres well. Very well done.

-All right.

Oh, my God.

The tip must be included, yeah?.

You leave something anyway.

No.

That's the point of having the tip included.

Just leave 20 Euros.

Maybe in a simple place, but in a place

like this where you pay a fortune....

-Nearly $900, I might add.

-Goodness. Thank you, Roger.

It's all I have.

Oh, the three of you, so gorgeous.

Three peas in a pod.

Roxy's all mine. Margeeve

had nothing to do with her.

No, not much. Just raised her

since she was 2.

-Thanks, Rog.

-Gorgeous.

I love that purse.

I want to go to that store tomorrow.

-It's Hermes.

-Not on Chester's salary.

-How did you afford it?.

-She got it in a sale.

Do you want to borrow it?. You can.

There's been some repainting.

Ursula's left hand has been damaged.

It's possible the canvas has been cut

down on the right side.

Also, the handmaiden's face

looks a little weird to me.

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