Martha Marcy May Marlene Page #2

- Cocktails, anyone?

- No, thank you.

Martha?

Mm-mm.

Was it a big wedding?

About 40 people.

Mostly Ted's family.

- Did Aunt Dora come?

- Ha, yes.

Did she smoke like a chimney

and complain about everything?

- She's not that bad.

- You didn't have to live with her.

You lived with Dora?

She lived with me after Mom died.

- And where were you?

- College.

Huh.

- She'd love to know you're okay.

- She hates me.

She does not hate you.

- Look at me. Come on.

- Mm-mm.

- No.

- I don't have any pictures of you.

God, you're gorgeous.

It's really rather irritating.

There you go.

You don't need to shake it.

That's a myth.

- Is it true married people don't f***?

- What?

No, heh.

Excuse me.

- Put this on.

- You're kidding.

- Your clothes are disgusting. Try it.

- Why does it matter?

Because it feels good to put on

something nice and comfortable.

It looks really good on you,

you little sh*t.

Whatever makes you happy, mama bear.

You're making fun of me,

and I think it looks really good on you.

What, ifs not good?

No, no, it's fine.

Uh, it's a bit dry.

It's not dry.

It just needs a little bit more salt,

that's all.

She seems better today.

Yeah.

I wish I didn't have to go tomorrow.

Well, let me take you.

No.

I don't want her to be alone.

You'll be nice to her, right?

I'm always nice.

Oh.

I know you feel like something bad

just happened, Marcy May.

But you have to trust me,

that wasn't bad.

That was truly good.

We've all been in this situation.

We wouldn't all still be here

if what happened in that room was bad.

We all love each other very much.

We're all together on this.

You have to trust us.

Do you believe me?

Yeah.

You're so lucky.

I'd give anything

to have my first time again.

Really?

Yeah.

It's so special.

I can't remember anything.

I just woke up and felt this pain.

That's the cleansing.

It's good. It means it's working

if you can't remember things.

You're cleansing yourself of the past

and the toxins.

You need to share yourself.

Don't be selfish.

I'm not.

So smile, then.

Enjoy this amazing night.

It only happens once.

Thanks.

Is that a new one, Max?

There's one right there.

Yeah. Is that a new song?

Yeah, I wrote it yesterday.

That was the first half.

Great.

That was nice.

Thanks, man.

Yeah.

All right.

This is called "Marcy's Song".

Well, she's

She's just a picture

Who lives

Lives on my wall

Well, she's

She's just a picture

The reason, reason,

reason it is so small

The smile's so inviting

Ana' her body so rah'

Well, she's

She's just a picture

Just a picture

That's all

Well, you stand there

Stand there with the nightshade

Her dripping

Dripping down your hands

You ask me

Ask me about the lightning

The lady, lady, lady,

she understands

So dream for the future

Water for the sand

And the strangeness is wandering

Through many calling lands

You've been saying

the same thing to me for two months...

and I still don't have them.

I'm going into the meeting

in 14 f***ing days.

Great. No, that's all I wanted to hear.

Thank you.

- What're you doing?

- Cleaning.

I thought I'd help out more.

All right.

Ahh. I'm gonna take the boat out.

Do you wanna come'?

Is Lucy coming?

Uh, no, she had to run to the city.

Oh.

Come on,

I'll teach you how to drive the boat.

It's okay.

Come on.

Sorry.

It's going, it's going, it's going.

Okay. Okay.

All right.

Okay. All right. Okay.

Want one?

Yeah.

How's it been with Lucy?

Fine.

Is it strange to spend time together?

No. Why?

It's been a long time.

I don't know. It's normal, I guess.

Where is she?

She's at the doctor.

Why?

Getting a checkup.

We are trying to have a baby.

What?

I just can'! imagine it.

Lucy holding a baby.

Why?

Well, she wouldn't know

what to do with it.

Do you want a baby?

Mm-hm.

If she's happy, I'm happy.

So you're unhappy?

What, now? Ha-ha-ha.

No, no, no, she's doing well.

She's doing well.

Do you want another?

Here.

She is, um, relieved to have you back.

You know, you worried her.

Why?

Because you disappeared.

You hadn't called in two years.

I just lost track, I guess.

Well, it's a good thing to let people know

where you are, Martha.

People worry.

I didn't think Lucy would worry about me.

Well, she did.

Can I go swimming?

Hey, you don't need to ask.

- Jesus Christ.

- What?

- Martha, what are you doing?

- Nothing.

Jesus.

You can't just come in here like that.

Sorry.

Goddamn it, what's wrong?

I'm just having a hard time

sleeping alone.

All you do is sleep. Christ.

Just stay. Stay.

Why would you think it was okay

to come in here like that?

I don't know. it's a big bed.

You guys were on the other side.

You can't come into our room

when we're having sex.

That's not normal. it's private.

Sorry.

You don't need to apologize.

Just...

I need you to understand

why it's not okay.

Okay.

- Do you?

- Yeah.

Well?

Because it's private and not normal.

Oh, God.

Just lie down, Martha.

- Oh, this is just brilliant.

- Don't go.

Just go to sleep.

I'm sorry you slept out here.

Thank you for being patient.

I didn't have much choice, did I?

I'm just trying to make sure she's okay.

I have two weeks a year

to come up here...

- and try to relax.

- I know.

- I'm under pressure...

- I know you are.

To get this building up and running

or the bank takes it.

That has nothing to do with Martha.

No, I guess my point is,

I just don'! need the extra stress.

I'm her only family.

You know, she needs to know

that she can depend on me right now.

- It's complicated.

- As complicated as it might be...

we can't ignore the fact

that her behavior is f***ing insane.

I'm sorry.

Hey.

Do you ever hear things

hit the roof at night?

No.

Maybe it's pinecones?

Where did you pick up gardening?

There was a garden where I lived.

You're good.

I'm good at some things.

I know you are.

Was he ever physical with you?

Who?

Your boyfriend.

What do you mean?

Did he ever hit you?

No.

You had a bruised ear...

and when you called me,

you were hysterical.

I never noticed.

Are you sure he didn't hit you?

Yeah.

You can tell me.

He never hit me.

I wish you felt more comfortable

talking to me.

I do.

So talk.

There's nothing to talk about.

I had a boyfriend, he lied to me, I left.

That's it.

Not everything has to be a big deal.

- Hey, don't stare.

- No.

No.

You okay?

Yeah.

He's right.

I don't know why I'm so weak.

You're not.

You'll quit.

Who's that?

Her name is Sarah, I think.

You should handle her.

You think?

Yeah, you're ready.

Zoe can help, but you'll be great.

Jesus.

- Hey, guys.

- Hi.

- Katie, this is Sarah.

- Hi, Sarah.

Zoe and Marcy May.

- Hi.

- Hi.

We share all this.

So if it fits, you can wear it.

Cool.

And this is where we sleep.

You can take any bed that's open

or, uh... you can sleep downstairs.

- I'm hungry. Can we eat?

- We don't eat until the evening.

- Really?

- You'll get used to it.

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