Mona Lisa Smile Page #4

- She has not shut up about you.

- Oh, stop.

- You know what I'm saying?

- I do.

- You did something to impress her.

- Well, it seems you did too.

- You make these especially well.

- Thank you.

I had a fella. Lenny.

You remind me of him so much.

He had this...

...funny little thing

where his two front teeth...

...they overlapped.

He's dead.

South Pacific.

My parents say my future

is right on the horizon.

Tell them the horizon

is an imaginary line...

...that recedes as you approach it.

I think I'll go back to my seat.

I had a really nice time. Thank you.

Connie.

- Is this the brushoff?

- No.

I thought you were, you know...

...done with me.

- Why would you think that?

- Betty said that you-

I don't wanna take advantage.

I know that this was some favour.

She did me the favour, not you.

Come on, dance with me.

She's too good for you.

Maybe you're right.

I'm too good for you too.

- But I have lower expectations.

- I thought we settled this last spring.

So then we probably shouldn't have

slept together over the summer.

Stop.

You ready?

Do you wanna know something funny?

Lenny's not dead.

Not technically.

He...

He's got married.

He's got a wife and kids...

...and a mortgage.

It was all supposed to be mine,

except for the wife.

And you...

You don't look a thing like him.

- You ugly bartender.

- Stop it.

- You couldn't shine his shoes.

- I'm sorry.

It wasn't supposed

to turn out like this.

It wasn't supposed

to turn out like this.

- Which way?

- Let me just see here.

I'm not sure.

- Where are we supposed to go?

- I think it's here.

Come this way. We're almost there.

Joe.

- Hello.

- Hi. How are you?

Great. Thank you so much for this.

You're a pal.

It's a pleasure.

Your timing is perfect.

There it is.

- That's Jackson Pollock.

- In a word.

I was getting used to the idea of dead,

maggoty meat being art, now this.

Please don't tell me

we have to write a paper about it.

Do me a favour.

Do yourselves a favour.

Stop talking and look.

You're not required to write a paper.

You're not even required to like it.

You are required...

...to consider it.

That's your only assignment today.

When you're done, you may leave.

Thank God Betty isn't here.

Where did you come from?

Mars.

What a coincidence.

Tom Donegal came by to see Joan.

So I hopped a ride.

Why?

So I could do this:

- Katherine.

- Yes?

- Have you got a minute?

- Of course.

Walk with me.

- You going home for the holidays?

- No.

- Too far?

- Too expensive.

But I've never had

a New England Christmas, so...

- Our weather hasn't scared you away?

- I love it here.

Do you?

I've been getting some calls about

your teaching methods, Katherine.

They're a little unorthodox...

...for Wellesley.

- We are traditionalists, Katherine.

- Yes, I noticed.

So if you'd like to stay here...

- Is that a question?

- More a discussion.

- About my staying here?

- You'll have your formal review in May.

Until then...

...a little less modern art.

Happy holidays.

And to you.

- Afternoon.

- Oh, hi-

I hope you get that ring!

Bye, girls, see you next year.

Have a safe trip.

So, what's the big hush-hush secret?

Are we gonna hear the pitter-patter

of little Spencers?

Stop. They'll tell us

when they're ready.

Are you ready?

Is she the cutest? You are the cutest.

Come here, you.

Spencer's been made junior partner.

- It is about time.

- And it's a significant raise too!

- Betty!

- What? I can say that, can't I?

To Tommy and Joan?

Well, it is.

So maybe a family isn't far behind.

Let's take our coffee

in the sitting room, shall we?

I'll help.

- Keep them closed.

- All right.

Beautiful! You've got everything

you've ever dreamed of.

You will too.

I've got a secret to tell you.

You swear you won't gab to anyone?

I got accepted early

to Yale Law School.

To what?! Why?!

You don't want to be a lawyer.

Maybe I do.

You won't switch cold creams without

asking me, but you applied to school?

On a lark.

We never thought I'd get in.

- Who's "we"?

- Miss Watson.

She practically filled out

my application for me.

You've got to be kidding me!

What right does she have?

You're getting married!

First of all,

there's no ring on this finger.

Second, I can do both. I can.

- How does Tommy feel about this?

- He doesn't know. No one does.

- Not even her?

- No one.

Joanie! Betty!

You are this close to getting

everything you ever wanted.

And this close to losing it.

I just got a call.

They need me in New York tomorrow.

Joan and Tommy are here.

Can't you leave in the morning?

Then I'd miss the meeting.

Sorry, guys. We take a rain check?

- Sure, buddy.

- We'll see you in the new year.

Happy and merry.

I'll call you in the morning.

Coffee?

Guess who has

an early Christmas present?

- Oh, my! How can you live like this?

- Like what?

We'll just wait for you

to tidy up a bit.

In this lifetime? It'll never happen.

Come here, beautiful.

What are you doing here?

- You still like it here?

- I do. I like getting to know the girls.

Most of the time.

- And the weather.

- Yeah, the weather's nice.

- Are you freezing?

- Yeah.

- Your lips are a little blue.

- I like them that way.

Why didn't you bring a coat?

Bill.

Giselle, what are you doing here?

Freezing.

Look, it's over.

I can't see you anymore.

- I can't.

- I know.

Really.

I just want to talk to you

for a minute.

Come on.

Oh, I missed you.

You're beautiful.

Life without you...

...just isn't life.

And I don't want to go through life

not living. Do you?

No.

I love you so much I would move

to this elitist icebox if you want me to.

Make an honest man out of me.

Miss Watson?

Hi. I didn't know you were here.

Giselle Levy, Bill Dunbar,

this is...

- This is my... Paul.

- Fianc.

As of about a minute and a half ago.

Paul Moore.

God. Congratulations!

Your fianc?

You must be thrilled.

I don't think she's caught

her breath yet.

I haven't.

- Well, sit down. We'll have a toast.

- We'd love to. We're in a hurry.

But that's really great.

Congratulations, old man.

- Congratulations. Merry Christmas.

- Come on, let's...

Best of tidings to you both. Bye.

No, Paul.

Nancy'll have a heart attack.

She has these rules.

- Come on.

- No.

- Why?

- I said no. I'm not comfortable.

I'll make up the convertible sofa.

What are you doing?

You're not kidding?

I just came 3000 miles to see you.

I'm sleeping down here by myself?

Stop. Stop. Stop for a second.

- Tell me what the hell's going on.

- I don't know.

I feel like everything

is getting away from me.

We haven't actually, literally looked

at each other for three months...

...and now you're here,

and I have this ring on my finger.

Which makes you uncomfortable too?

The last time I checked,

we weren't on this track.

When was the last time

you checked?

Bill...

The name is Paul.

I'm not saying no to you.

No, you're not saying anything.

You never really do.

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