Margot At The Wedding Page #7

- I don't ever want to see you again.

- You f***ing dickbag! She's lying!

Oh, man!

He looked everywhere

and tried to find her

- Come with me to New York.

- I can't talk about it.

Okay. But you can't marry him.

I mean, you have to leave.

We can think about what to do

with the baby when we get to...

- Margot, I can't.

- Don't turn vague. Listen to me.

I want you to pack all your things

and get out of here.

You can take our car

and leave it at the ferry.

I can make popovers.

Do you love me? Good.

Don't you take this out on me.

I'm on your side.

No, you're not.

I kept my mouth shut

because I wanted to...

No, you haven't kept your mouth shut.

No, you haven't kept your mouth shut!

Okay, I told you. And I was right.

I mean, he's done an insane thing.

You don't know this man.

What he did is criminal.

- Margot, I can't.

- It's pedophilia.

Get out.

Becky and I talk about you,

about what a monster you are.

Is it 'cause Mom gave me the house?

We've been talking about you.

Becky can't stand you.

Becky says you have

borderline personality disorder.

- What are you saying?

- Can't I have anything?

What was I thinking?

I can't have anything.

I let you in. God damn, dude!

You're such an a**hole!

You hate me.

You're such a f***ing a**hole!

Get out of my f***ing house! Get out!

I don't recognize you.

It's like you're channeling someone.

Ingrid!

Ingrid!

Ingrid!

Come on.

Okay.

- It wasn't gonna fall.

- I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Wizard!

I thought you couldn't drive.

Of course I can drive.

Why does everyone say that?

I used to drive.

We have to call people and cancel.

Can I still sing?

- You do smell.

- Well, I'm not wearing any deodorant.

- Sh*t.

- What?

I don't think... No.

We don't have any brakes.

- The brakes are bad. That's right.

- What does that mean?

- What do you think it means?

- I mean, what can we do?

Mom!

- Don't!

- Sh*t!

I've ruined these shoes.

Mom, are you okay?

Don't look. Sh*t!

- Mom, what happened?

- Nothing.

Did she poop in her pants?

It happens to everyone, not just babies.

It'll happen to you too, someday.

I left Mom and Becky a message.

I don't think Mom knows

how to work the machine.

I can hear it flapping.

You should take care of that.

It can hatch eggs.

Okay, I'm gonna tell him.

No. I don't want him to...

And I'll put him on the bus. Bye.

Sweetie, there's a bus that leaves to

Vermont from town tomorrow morning.

I just talked to your dad,

and he'll be there to pick you up.

- Aren't you coming?

- No.

Why not?

Because I have to help out

Paul and Ingrid.

Then I don't want to leave tomorrow.

There's Malcolm!

No, honey.

I can't live in that house alone.

You're gonna be fine.

Maybe I could get a place in Brooklyn,

Williamsburg or something.

People are living there, right?

No, you don't want to live there.

It's only young people.

But what do you think of that idea?

Maybe. Maybe. Let's see.

Listen, if you don't want

to come with me,

I'm sure Mom will let you stay with her.

You're already trying to pass me off

on to Mom.

Don't say that. You're coming with me.

You don't even know

where you're gonna live.

You might have to move in

with Mom, too.

What?

You said you were going to tell him.

I'm sorry.

What have I done?

What have I done?

- What?

- Nothing.

Just then I felt so much love for you.

Good night, Mommy.

Hey!

You cannot write about this.

You can't have it.

That wasn't about you.

You already took a part of my life,

that story you wrote

about Lenny and me.

- It wasn't about you.

- It ruined our marriage.

Oh, God.

You can't have any more.

And that goes for Ingrid

and Malcolm and Wizard.

We all own our own rights.

They're not for sale.

Give it back. Give it.

If I could read your handwriting,

I'm sure I'd be furious.

But if I ever see a story that involves

a hotel room or any of this sh*t,

I will f***ing take your bowels out.

You've now successfully ruined

two of my marriages.

You're not wearing any underwear.

It's hot. I'm pregnant. Move over. Jesus.

You're not hot. Your feet are cold.

Stop touching me. I am so hot.

Feel my head.

You got a fever.

I don't have a fever. I'm pregnant.

- Are you always like this?

- Get used to it.

Mom and Becky share a bed.

You and I will probably get the other.

You should just go to Vermont.

You know, I was thinking,

if you want,

you and Ingrid could go to Vermont.

Keep Claude company.

Jim adores you.

You don't like Malcolm

because you're not attracted to him.

- Will you do it?

- No.

I won't do that for you.

Did you two talk about me today?

What did you say?

I told him you often change your mind.

I'm sorry, sweetie.

There's something wrong with me.

- I'm gonna call him.

- Don't do that, I'm telling you...

I need some clothes and things.

He should get the hell out of our house.

Okay, I'll tell him to get the hell out

of our house.

You left it in my room.

The tent looks so lonely.

There's no one to get married in it.

I know, and it's totally smashed.

I'm such a f***ing idiot.

Please don't take me seriously.

I mean, take me seriously,

but not the f***ed-up parts, you know.

I love you so much. Please marry me.

You can't do what you did again.

Do you understand?

I promise.

No matter how tempting.

I don't know. I don't know.

I ate some of the cake.

I don't know why, but I did it.

Well, how was it?

Good.

Not too sweet? They sometimes make

their stuff too sweet.

Maybe.

Maybe it was. I didn't even notice.

They f***ed up the cake. How sad.

I miss you. I love our little baby.

I miss you.

I miss you, too.

Maybe we should do another seminar.

I can't understand you, honey.

Honey, I can't understand you.

There's Nana and Aunt Becky,

and they have ice cream.

They didn't get my message.

I told you, she doesn't know

how to work the machine.

What, you're not coming?

I'm coming. I'm coming.

What did he say?

- Mom!

- Nana!

- What did he say?

- Nana!

- Mom, hey.

- Hey, was that Margot I saw?

- Don't look, keep walking.

- Why are we going this way?

We have to get you to your bus.

Did you do something?

What do you mean, do something?

I mean,

why is the wedding not happening?

Is it something that you did?

Pauline has transferred

all of her stuff onto me.

I don't understand her anymore.

Why did she pick that guy?

It's really berserk.

You know, she referred to me

as her closest friend.

We never see one another.

I mean, we're not close,

even if we wanted to be.

But was there anything real?

No. How many times do I have to say it?

Jesus, do you think that little of me?

It's good you're going.

I wouldn't want to be around me, either.

Are you gonna find

Pauline and Nana after I leave?

I don't know. Maybe I'll go to church.

- Are you angry at me?

- No, honey, I'm not mad at you.

Everything's fine.

I'm not mad at anyone.

- Can you come with me?

- No. You know that.

Now we should talk about

the next few months a little bit,

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