Mr. Morgan's Last Love Page #3

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you about a decision I made.

Don't go now.

Dad.

Miles.

Pauline, this is my son, Miles.

Miles, this is Pauline.

Hi.

It's nice to meet you.

I'm gonna go get you that Coke.

Okay, thanks.

How you feeling?

I'm feeling fine.

Jesus, Dad.

What were you trying to do?

Punish us?

Actually, I wasn't

thinking about you.

Imagine my surprise.

You shouldn't have come all this way

just because I failed at suicide.

Can we at least acknowledge

that this is awkward?

First they tell me

you almost died,

and then I come here and find

you in the arms of some woman

not even close to half your

age that I know nothing about.

There's nothing awkward

about Pauline.

- I brought you one too.

- Thank you, but no thanks.

I'm gonna go outside

and see if I can find Karen.

MATTHEW:

Karen's here too?

Thank you.

You have a son?

I have a son and a daughter.

You were going to tell me

about a decision you made.

It can wait.

MILES:
Just out front.

I'll see you.

Mm-hmm. Good. Okay.

What are you doing with my dad?

I'm not doing anything with him.

I'm his friend.

He hasn't told me

a word about you.

He hasn't told me a word

about you either.

Do you really think that

I don't know what's going on?

What's going on?

My father is not

some helpless old man

to be taken advantage of.

Your father tried

to kill himself, Miles.

Maybe you want to think about that

before you try and figure me out.

You make friends fast.

Mm-hmm.

Who was that?

Our future stepmother,

for all I know.

No, really, who was it?

No, really, ask Dad.

(KAREN SIGHS)

An overdose is not my favorite

excuse for coming to Paris,

but I do appreciate the effort.

Hello, Karen.

How you doing, Dad?

And what are you doing

with that French bimbo?

The next time you call her that

will be the last time we speak.

You mean that, don't you?

Jesus, Karen, what are you doing?

This is a hospital.

A European hospital.

You need to grow up,

little brother.

(SPEAKING SHARPLY IN FRENCH)

I'm sorry, what did you say?

You want me to take

a wild guess?

KAREN:
No!

That could hurt somebody.

Okay, okay.

We want you to come home, Dad.

All right, okay.

She wants you to come home.

Damn.

- KAREN:
Isn't that the same thing?

- MILES:
I guess.

KAREN:
In your mind...

(INDISTINCT REMARK)

- I can't stay here.

- Me neither.

- Let's get a hotel.

- Yeah.

I want my own room.

Yeah, I want you

to have your own room.

Hello?

So what's the plan?

I'm going to soak in my tub,

then I'm going to call

my significant other,

then I'm going shopping,

I swear to God.

What about Dad?

We can see him tomorrow.

You heard the nurse,

he needs his rest.

I thought

you didn't speak French.

Of course I do, don't you?

Bon jour.

CLERK:
D'accord,

c'est possible.

- I got mine.

- Yeah.

Don't dwell.

I'll see you later.

(DISTANT DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

So you have a...

you have a key to this place?

Matthew asked me to get

some things for him.

What?

You seem to know your way

around here pretty well.

It is not heart surgery.

Brain surgery.

I just want what's best

for my father.

And what do you think that is?

I, uh... I think

he needs his family now.

I think you're right.

You're gonna stay here?

In case Matthew

needs to reach you?

No.

We're at the Hotel Senat,

down the street.

I was gonna bring him this.

You might as well

take it to him.

It's E. E. Cummings.

He's into that.

You know, if I had a father like Matthew,

I would be very happy...

Why, 'cause he's such a

shining example of fatherhood?

...that he's still alive.

Au revoir, Miles.

What are you

doing here, Pauline?

I'm having dinner with you.

You know the day

I met you on the bus?

I felt like I knew you.

It felt like I did.

And I thought...

And you thought what?

I thought

you didn't have anyone.

You know,

like I don't have anyone.

And...

I thought maybe I'd been looking

in all the wrong places.

And maybe you and I

could be... family.

Pauline...

But it turns out

you have a whole...

family waiting for you

back in America.

I'm a lousy father.

Why do you say that?

Joan wanted kids.

I just wanted her.

So, I wanted her to be happy,

and it seemed like

a good reason at the time.

They say you do,

but I never grew into being a father.

I don't know how Joan did it.

She had so much love to give.

I mean the kids

would make a mistake

or hurt themselves,

I'd go crazy.

But Joan would just

come out, pick them up,

dust them off,

dry their tears and send them off again.

All I knew was...

I didn't want to be

like my father.

And I ended up just like him.

Your children and grandchildren

don't want you to die, Matthew.

And I don't want you to die.

So you're outnumbered.

Have a rain check.

Take a rain check.

They'll never forgive me.

Please, Matt.

Do this for me.

I'm done.

I want to go home.

Quelle heure est-il?

Il est une heure.

(MILES CONTINUES

PRACTICING FRENCH)

Exactly the look

I was going for.

Come on, let's get on

the same page about Dad.

You freak me out.

Seriously, Dad.

Why don't you just move back home?

- We can't look after you here.

- I don't need looking after.

...and for the money that

you'll get for the house

and for the apartment,

you can live

in a palace in Chicago.

Or Maine.

I'm not moving to Maine.

Well, you can move

wherever you want.

I have a better idea.

I stay right here.

Well, let's at least

sell St. Malo.

I'm not selling

your mother's house,

and I am not having

this discussion with you.

Yes, you are, because half

of that house is ours,

and we get a say in this too.

Fine.

I'll buy you out.

Jesus, Dad, you really think

this is about the f***ing money?

You really think this is

what Mom would want?

Think she'd want you to die here,

alone, lonely and miserable?

I am not lonely,

and I am not miserable.

And if you'll excuse me,

there is someplace I have to be.

Dad, we have

to talk about this.

No, we don't.

(CELLPHONE RINGS)

(KAREN GROANS)

Oh, well, this can't be good.

What are you doing awake?

Is the house on fire?

It better be,

'cause you are in deep sh*t if it's not.

I'm serious.

Has your IQ dropped

dramatically since I've left?

(COUNTRY/WESTERN MUSIC PLAYING)

(MUSIC CONTINUING)

MATTHEW:

Oh, that one!

(MUSIC CONTINUING)

I'm gonna be home

in about 14 hours.

You're just going to have

to wing it until then, okay?

Yeah, but they're

your genes, too.

Look, I'm gonna go now.

I'm hanging up! Bye.

Well, honey,

you are on your own.

I have to go stop

my own dysfunctional family

from killing each other.

What time

is your flight tomorrow?

I think I'm going to stick

around for a few days.

Oh yeah? What about

Susan and Kyle?

Well, um, I talked

to Susan this morning.

- They'll survive without me.

- Yeah, I bet they will.

What's that supposed to mean?

How long are you

gonna keep this up?

Keep what up?

Susan left you

five weeks ago, Miles.

How do you know about that?

'Cause she told me, you idiot.

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