Margot At The Wedding Page #2

One part of the brain can be fine,

and then the other part is damaged.

We've had him diagnosed, Margot.

Nothing was found wrong.

Did you really, though?

I'm not gonna have this conversation.

I'm sorry.

I know this must be so difficult for you,

but you have to...

What are you doing?

I left you a note.

Come back.

Or meet me in Vermont on Saturday.

No. No. The wedding is on Saturday.

I'm here for that. I can't pull out.

How would that look?

You haven't spoken to her in years.

Well, we're speaking now.

She is my closest friend, despite it all.

You were the one that kept trying

to get me to call her.

Did you tell Claude what you're doing?

Jim, this guy, Malcolm,

he's exactly what you'd imagine,

except I think he's clinically depressed.

He's not ugly.

He's just completely unattractive.

He has no job.

Best I can make out is

he's a letter writer. I don't know.

And the house looks weird to me.

She's trying too hard.

It's all kind of a mess.

They took down the swing.

Hello?

You said you weren't 100% on this.

You said that like a week ago.

Can I come up there?

No. I don't want to see you.

I feel happier already having done it.

Please, don't tell Claude anything,

please, until we've talked more.

This is happening, and you need

to get your mind around that.

- Are you asleep?

- Yes.

- Will you remember this?

- Yeah.

I just talked to your dad.

I'm only going to tell you

if you won't remember.

Okay.

Everyone finds you so funny

and charming.

I always get compliments about you.

Are you having fun?

Is it nice to see Pauline?

- Yeah, I really like her.

- Yeah, she is crazy, though.

- In what way?

- She's really berserk.

Maybe it's the hormones.

You didn't notice anything

different about Pauline?

- No.

- She's pregnant. She told me.

She's keeping it a secret

from Malcolm and even Ingrid,

which I think is unforgivable.

Now she's gonna have to marry him.

What's she planning on doing,

getting married

and not drinking champagne?

Then she's just gonna be lying.

I guess she's afraid she'll miscarry.

She probably will.

I think on some level,

she's ambivalent about the marriage.

That's why she's not telling him.

Are you stoned, Mom?

Maybe a little.

I don't like it.

My scrotum is longer than my penis.

It's sweet how Claude looks up to me.

Margot doesn't seem as crazy

as you made her out to be.

What she did to Alan and Toby tonight

didn't seem crazy enough for you?

I guess that seemed pretty crazy.

Well, she cares deeply.

Yeah, she's really worried about Bruce.

This has nothing to do with Bruce.

She thinks everyone is autistic.

What?

Nothing.

You keep changing your position.

I'm just trying to figure out

if I should agree with you or not.

Well, can't she be both?

Care deeply and be crazy?

I mean, do people have to be

all one thing?

- I guess not.

- Well, okay then.

It is nice she came for the wedding.

She's so pretty, don't you think?

- She's attractive.

- A little thin, maybe.

But it is nice she came.

Let's f***.

F*** it!

Claude!

I knew I could be friends with him

Good go.

Honey, you're up.

Claude, don't just whack it.

Think about it before you hit.

Sorry.

Good.

Paul, what are you doing?

I'm sending Claude's ball

into the bushes.

Take the extra hit.

- I don't want to do that.

- It's the smarter play.

Pauline! I told you, you can't!

Your feet are too small.

You took the awnings down.

Yes!

Okay.

- Well done.

- F*** you.

Come on, Claude.

Honey, you're going the wrong way.

So stupid.

Mom, I'm sorry. Jesus.

This is why I hate games.

I hate what it does to me.

Wait! We're not finished yet!

Malcolm?

Have you ever noticed how Pauline

sometimes can't make eye contact?

How her gaze hovers

just above your head?

I think I know what you mean.

I always think

that I have something in my hair.

It's not necessarily bad, Paul.

It's just something that you do.

Claude, have you ever seen

your mother climb a tree?

No.

We don't have much opportunity

in Manhattan.

As kids, Margot climbed everything.

She could even climb that tree.

Can you do it, Mom?

- Maybe later.

- No, now.

- Do it now, Margot.

- Show him, Margot.

I told you.

Sh*t.

What's she doing now?

She's stuck.

You okay?

I got it.

You were great on the way up.

- Don't patronize me, Claude.

- Come on, we're all laughing, Margot!

You're laughing in a kind way.

Claude is taking

too much pleasure out of it.

- I am not.

- You are.

You like to make fun of me,

to see me get embarrassed.

It's mean.

- What are you doing?

- I've got a f***ing bug in my ear, okay?

I thought Claude could hand out

programs. Ingrid wants to sing.

Do you want to read a poem

or something?

You know I don't like

to speak in front of people.

I'm doing this conversation

at the bookstore in town on Friday.

I totally regret having said I'd do it.

You're doing a conversation?

Yeah. Just talking about my work

in front of a crowd.

I would have invited you,

but I thought it'd be boring.

What? Say it.

Nothing. It's just, I would come.

I wanna come.

I get a kick out of it.

Just, it's weird, you know.

So you're not here for my...

It's okay. I get it.

When did they ask you?

A while ago. I said no, but then

when I was coming here anyway,

I guess it helps sales. And so...

I see.

Did I tell you Becky got her tubes tied?

Why? Is she seeing someone?

She's still obese, I assume.

I think it's symbolic.

I bet Mom paid for it.

- We should audit Mom.

- I considered it in my 20s.

You know, when I was f***ing everyone.

You remember?

- I did my share.

- Not like me.

You wanna count?

No, Margot. I don't wanna count.

What was it about Dad

that had us f***ing so many guys?

I think it was the only time

we could really feel unselfconscious

and get out of our heads.

I don't think it was that.

I just think it was something

we were good at.

Your mom thinks Bruce is gay.

No, she said he had Asperger's.

It's like lesser-retarded.

- I have adult A.D.D.

- You mean child A.D.D.

No. For some reason

I have the adult version.

Maybe I'm retarded.

- Come on!

- Come on!

- Hey! Be careful!

- What?

Be careful how you pull on

that child's arm.

You'll take it out of its socket.

Don't tell us how to treat our child.

I don't care how you treat your child.

Just don't hurt him.

- It's a girl.

- She threw a rock at me.

She's a little girl.

She knew what she was doing.

There's no hitting in our family.

Do you understand?

Stay out of it, b*tch.

That was the Voglers.

Jesus, Margot, what are you doing?

They already hate us.

Don't you tell me what I can

and can't do. That is child abuse.

Mom, she was psychotic.

Stop picking on me, everyone.

Oh, God.

It could be anyone's.

What are they gonna do to us?

They're not going to do anything, honey.

We have to cut down the tree.

You should have seen

that woman's face.

Margot completely set her off.

Where are we gonna get married then?

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