Lovers and Other Strangers Page #5

Am I just a passing train

you want to board for the night...

or are you attracted to my inner being...

and this night could be the start

of a meaningful relationship?

The second one.

Thank you for taking me home, Jerry.

- But, Brenda-

- You'll see. You'll be glad we waited.

Listen, I'll...

- Hello, Father. It's Beatrice Vecchio.

- Hello, Beatrice.

I hope the weather holds up

for Mike's wedding.

I hope so, too, Father.

Mike's such a good boy.

And now he has the perfect girl

from a nice Catholic family.

Never had a problem with Mike.

Now this thing with Ritchie.

Did he happen to mention to you...

anything about this business

with him and Joan?

You know I'm not allowed to divulge

what's said in the confessional.

I'm sorry, Father.

Would you like to hear my confession now?

- If you wish.

- Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.

It's been three days since

my last confession.

I listened to gossip twice,

and I exaggerated four times...

and I lied to my husband when I told him

that I couldn't make homemade macaroni...

because I burned my hand

and couldn't roll the dough...

but actually I could have.

It was a small burn...

and I could have rolled the dough,

but I wasn't in the mood.

I usually make the dough

the day before, anyway...

then leave it overnight in a cool room.

- I see. You say one "Our Father"-

- And I said "hell" twice...

and I yelled at the insurance man...

and I didn't apologize to my sister Pauline

for not answering her phone call.

Should I confess that I asked you

to divulge Ritchie's confession?

I don't remember you asking.

Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.

It's been about five or six years

since my last confession.

What made you come after all these years?

My son, Michael,

is getting married Saturday...

I figured it's a nice gesture

for the parents...

to receive communion.

That's why I...

- You know.

- I see.

And what were your sins during that time?

I swore a lot at my wife...

and I didn't come to church on Sundays

because I got bursitis in my knee...

and it hurts a lot when I kneel too long.

- Yes?

- What?

Six years is a long time.

Is there something else you'd like

to confess?

No, that's it.

Have we tried enough for you?

- I'll miss you tonight.

- Come on. It's only for one night.

I'm going to miss you, too.

Let's have our honeymoon now.

Name it. I'll go anywhere.

The bridal suite of the Stoneridge Inn.

- You wouldn't. You're too straight.

- Try me.

Beautiful.

- You're still going to marry me?

- I'll let you know after the honeymoon.

We'd like the bridal suite.

- The bridal suite?

- We're just married.

- How long will you be staying?

- One night.

I can let you have it, then.

But you'll have to be out in the morning.

We have a wedding reception

in the afternoon.

The Henderson wedding.

We'll be out.

Would you like to sign "Mrs. "?

It's the first time.

The bridal suite for Mr. and Mrs. Defalco.

Do you believe this?

This is our honeymoon night.

Let's go to bed.

I'm not coming out till I'm married.

- Hi, Phyllis.

- Hi, Nick.

You're the most beautiful girl

at the wedding.

- Are you married?

- Yes.

You looked so beautiful at the church.

Phil and I are having a terrific time

at the wedding.

Hello, Kim. Hello, Carol.

Carol's agreed

to sing anytime you want her to, Bernice.

How nice. Hal, did you hear that?

Carol's agreed to sing.

Yes. Later, little girl.

You look thin and worn-out, Johnny.

- Is Wilma taking good care of you?

- Fine, mama.

That old b*tch never lets go.

In his Analysis of Compatible Marriages,

Wilhelm Reiker says...

that the problem of the mother-in-law

is dependent on the maturity of the wife.

Wilhelm Reiker's a fag.

I'll tell you what marriage is all about.

- That's what it's all about.

- They're beautiful boys.

- Where did you go on your honeymoon?

- Aruba.

Aruba.

- Want some more soup, Frank?

- Yeah.

I'm getting worried, Frank.

Joan isn't here yet.

- Don't worry about it. She'll get here.

- I hope so, Frank.

- You must be Mike's roommate.

- No, Mom.

- Jerry, how about another drink?

- No, I better get back to my girl.

- I'm going to score tonight.

- Is she worth 20 years?

Not her. Brenda.

The one sitting next to Wilma.

Hi, Joan.

I'm sorry I missed the wedding.

You look beautiful.

So do you.

- How'd you come up?

- Train.

- Nice ride?

- Very nice, yeah.

What did I tell you, Frank?

Weddings bring out the best in everybody.

- Why did you miss the wedding?

- I wasn't going to come at all.

- Did you tell your parents?

- Sort of.

It's not right to keep their hopes up.

You laughed at me

when I prayed to St. Rocco.

He's the saint of fixing things.

And he knows

that no matter what Ritchie says...

that deep down in his heart he loves Joan,

and he'll always love her.

We'll see.

Jerry, I don't know if it's the champagne,

the wedding ceremony...

Susan and Michael,

but do you feel what I feel?

I felt it in New York.

Jerry, I hoped you would,

but I never dreamed-

- I know. Yes.

- Do you come from a large family?

No, I'm an only child.

Coming up in the car,

do you remember the little red farmhouse...

with the big sheepdog sitting on the lawn?

There must have been four

or five kids running around.

Yes, I remember.

That's where we stopped for gas.

- Don't you think that's the way to live?

- That's nice.

- So what's the story, Joan?

- Didn't Ritchie tell you?

Not the whole story.

He said you two

were having some compatible difficulties.

It's nothing to be ashamed of. Believe me,

it happens to the best of people.

Shut up, Beatrice.

- So what's the story, Joan?

- It just comes down to this:

Our problems are so overwhelming...

because of all the hurts

and disillusionments...

that have built up over the years.

Everybody's got problems.

Take a look at this wedding, Joan.

Everybody's carefree

and having the time of their lives.

Anthony and Anita, cheek to cheek.

Anthony has not said one word to Anita

for two years.

But they're still together.

And David and Loretta kissing.

You know what the people

in the family say about David.

That he's a little funny.

You know what I mean? Peculiar?

We don't really think he is.

It's just his way...

to lock himself up in his room

all day Sunday and play with his cats.

- Who's to say the man's a degenerate?

- Or worse.

- But they're still together.

- Carmel and Vinny hugging.

When Vinny and Carmel first got married...

they lived with Vinny's parents

because he was out of work a lot...

and Carmel was always being picked on

by Vinny's mother.

She used to blame Carmel

for Vinny's laziness.

One night, Carmel told Vinny...

that if his mother made one more remark,

she was going to smack her.

And Vinny started yelling,

"Don't you dare lay a hand on her. "

Carmel said, "Go to hell, both of you,"

and stomped out.

Vinny chased her down the block

and grabbed her by the hair.

And Carmel spit right in Vinny's face.

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