Moment by Moment Page #6
- R
- Year:
- 1978
- 102 min
- 150 Views
Have I ever steered you wrong?
Are you okay?
Yeah.
Life is a risk, you know, so if you're
gonna risk it, just jump right into it.
What do you think?
Do you like it? I'm not sure.
Oh, God!
Uh, Dr. Scholl, yes.
Art? No.
Hi! I'm so glad
you could come, dear.
I hope that you
like everything.
I have never seen anything like this.
Interesting.
Let's go over here.
Did you say Trish was here?
I didn't see her.
Where is she?
Can I get you anything?
I don't like to see you
drink so much at your age.
I'm not so young
as I used to be,
and this party's gonna
turn me gray overnight.
Hi, kids!
Oh, Naomi, hi.
Hi.
Hi.
Hello.
Oh, how radiant
you look.
I can't say I blame you
for wanting to find him.
We should've looked harder,
you know.
Uh, are you having
a good time?
Of course you're not
having a good time.
Whoever does
at these things?
Excuse me. Would you mind if I
borrowed Trisha for just one second?
Thank you.
I'll be right back.
Trish, if I were you,
I would take him around and show him off.
I would just love
to see Stu's face.
Please.
He'll be back in your arms where he belongs.
I know what
I'm talking about.
Oh, Naomi, I'm no good at playing those
games. Then let me play them for you.
I am a master.
Is Stacie here?
Yes, she's over there.
Did they come together? No, no, look.
She's with Dan Santini.
Trish!
Trish, how are you?
Oh, I'm so happy to see you.
Peg.
Naomi, thank you for coming. Oh, Peg,
you've done it again. What more can I say?
You have to see this one!
This one's really super!
Look around.
You're bound to find something.
I'm sorry.
Do you still love me?
Oh, yes.
Do you feel people staring at us?
Yes, I do.
It doesn't bother you?
It doesn't seem to.
I thought it might, but it doesn't.
Well, if they're staring at us,
it means they're talking too, doesn't it?
Well, let them.
Mmm.
Are you sure you're not just
using me to make him jealous?
Are you?
Well, maybe. I... Maybe.
I don't think so.
You don't think so?
Well, I mean, it... It's not my intention.
Not consciously.
I'm... No, I know...
Wait, uh...
Oh, Strip.
I hope you realize you've succeeded
in making fools of both of us,
if that was your plan.
You know it wasn't.
But I agree.
We are behaving like fools.
Believe me, Trish, you have my sympathy.
You know that.
Come on. You think
I'm a frustrated
middle-aged woman with a
crush on a street kid.
Who may be in the business
of preying on rich women.
Yes, I think that's
a distinct possibility.
That's why I'm being
so sympathetic.
Well, you couldn't possibly think
that if you knew him the way I do.
I don't pretend to know him, but I know you,
and you're not your old self.
Thank God.
I was bored with that person.
All right,
let me try another tactic.
None of your friends will ever trust
you again with their teenage sons.
Oh, God,
you're probably right.
Or I could
put it another way.
It won't last.
That's something no one
ever said about Stu and me.
Tim will be returning.
How on Earth are you going to explain Strip?
Have you thought of that?
Yes, all the time.
I don't know.
I'm not...
I'm not saying it
could last with Strip.
I never thought
it would.
I wasn't ready for it to end just yet,
that's all.
You've had your
desirability reaffirmed.
Isn't that enough?
There was
more than that.
He has nothing, nobody.
I couldn't
turn him away.
He just lost his best friend.
He seemed so needful.
I don't know.
Something about him just touched me.
But it's over now?
If he comes back,
you will tell him that?
I think
he already knows that.
You left
your door open.
I know I did.
How come you ran away
from the party like that?
What was wrong?
Don't.
Was it seeing Stu
that upset you so much?
Maybe.
It could be
some other things too.
Like I was worried that I wasn't
good enough for your crowd,
that they'd look down
their nose at me.
Which I was right,
they did.
And then I saw Dan Santini,
and I couldn't take it.
What does Dan Santini
have to do with anything?
Oh, come on, Trish.
He's a big honcho with the mob.
Gregg used to call him
Mr. Main Event.
And I'll tell you something
I know it was him who done Gregg in.
I could feel it in my gut.
Did I... Did I leave a picture
of me and Gregg here?
I was thinking maybe I'd give it
to his folks. I don't know though.
Maybe it'd make 'em feel bad.
What do you think?
Oh, I think it...
I think they might feel bad for the moment,
but...
Later I think
they'd be glad to have it.
Don't you think
you oughta go see them?
I mean, there must be something we can do.
I don't know.
How's his leg?
He's fine.
Just leave this off.
We're talking about
everything except us. Why?
Look, I don't want
to hurt you,
but there is no "us"
anymore.
I've been tryin' to think
of a way to tell you,
but there's really no better way
than just to tell you flat out.
I'm splittin'.
I mean, let's face facts.
It wouldn't have
worked out. Right?
I mean, no way.
You were out of my reach
right from the start.
I mean,
who was I kiddin'? Huh?
I mean,
let's face facts.
And pretty soon,
you'll be old enough to be my grandmother.
I mean, nothin' ever
works out anyway, right?
So what's the point
anyway, huh?
That's why I'm leavin'.
Where will you go?
I don't know. I was...
I was considerin' Vegas.
Yeah,
there's a lot of bread to be made in Vegas.
And I'm not just talking tips.
I'm talking big bucks.
That's if you get hooked up
with the right operation.
There's no telling.
A person could get rich real quick there.
I always wanted to
get rich real quick.
Oh, then I met this lady
at a disco.
This real rich lady, and she asked me
if I'd go to Saint-Tropez with her.
Is that how you pronounce it?
Saint-Tropez?
Where is that?
Yeah, she didn't
know either.
What did you tell her?
Well, I told her...
I'd have to know where it was before I could
just pick up and leave town like that.
Then I got offered
a movie... A porno.
But I'll probably stick with Vegas, you know.
It's a better bet.
Why are you lookin'
at me like that?
These things you're saying... You must be in
pain yourself to want to hurt me so much.
Hey, wait a minute.
Don't answer that.
Hello?
Trish?
What is it, Stu?
Look, I know you're upset about
what happened. I'm sorry.
I'm upset, too.
I was thinking...
What about
my driving out tonight?
at the gallery. I felt bad.
Yeah, so did I.
Can I come out?
No, not tonight. No.
Is he there?
That's it, isn't it?
What's got into you?
I couldn't believe my eyes.
I mean, everyone's talking.
How old is he anyway?
About Stacie's age, I'd say.
Okay.
So we've both gone off the deep end.
But it's worse for you.
For me, a woman.
That's what you mean.
Look, I can't talk to you tonight.
Let's talk tomorrow.
Okay. Okay.
Strip?
Strip!
Strip!
Strip...
Shh.
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