Music From Another Room Page #7

you were conceived.

Mother, what about Anna?

- What? - What were you

saying about Anna?

You said you were

worried about Anna.

- She's not youthful.

- What do you mean, she's not youthful?

She came into the world in

such an extraordinary way.

I think I made her use up all her magic

in the way that she came into it.

And now I'm afraid

she has no magic left.

What do you want her to do?

- Before I die...

- You're not going to die.

Before I die...

...I want her to do

something extraordinary.

Would you tell her that

for me please, Nina?

I'll tell her.

- Don't worry about it.

- We're going outside.

Okay! One, two, okay, stop.

We're gonna... It's a surprise.

- Where are you taking me?

- Don't worry about it.

Are we almost there?

- Stop asking so many questions.

- How much further?

Okay.

What?

- What is it?

- Feel it!

It's a bike.

- It's a bicycle?

- Yeah, a bike, a bicycle.

- You got me a bicycle?

- Yeah, look! It's cool.

It's got a basket.

I had them put this on.

It's got mushroom grips, it's got a bell.

It's the coolest one they had, Nina.

Is this a joke?

What do you mean, a joke?

- Why are you doing this?

- Doing what?

- What am I gonna do with a bicycle?

- You're gonna ride it, sweetheart.

- Are you crazy?

- No! Please stop.

It's not a big deal. When I was

working yesterday, I got this idea.

- I can't ride a bicycle.

- Yes, you can!

- God. Anna was right.

- About what?

She was right

about everything!

- About the bicycle?

- It's not about the bicycle!

You don't understand!

It's just...

God, how could I be so stupid?

- What? You're not stupid.

- The whole thing is stupid!

It's a stupid mistake.

Leave me alone!

It's not a mistake, okay?

It's not!

We're not a mistake.

- Mother, the doctor said you should stay

in bed. - What kind of car does he drive?

I don't know.

It's too cold.

My God!

Polo!

Marco.

Polo.

They're here.

Ready?

One, two, three! Turn!

Uphill!

Uphill!

What is she doing?

Slow, slow, slow.

Are you ready?

Can you get off?

Yeah.

- Aunt Nina, you're riding a bike!

- Did you see it?

It was the most amazing feeling.

It was like I was flying.

- The wind was blowing in my hair.

- That's wonderful, darling!

- That can't be safe.

- It's perfectly safe.

We put playing cards in the

spokes so I could hear...

...and then I just

follow the sound.

This is Jesus, everybody.

Hi.

Hello.

They're his cards.

- I like your family.

- They like you, too.

- Except for your sister.

- Who, Karen?

No, Karen hates everybody.

- But Anna, she's a cold one.

- No, Anna's okay.

She just acts like an old lady sometimes,

that's all.

What?

What are you doing?

- Tying a scarf around my eyes.

- What for?

- I want to try something.

- What?

- I want to be blind, like you.

- Don't be stupid!

I'm not.

I wanna see what it's like.

- You can't.

- Yes, I can.

At work, I close my eyes

and do all kinds of things.

- It's not the same thing.

- I'm ready.

Okay, how do you do this?

All right, stand still.

- Okay.

- Stand very still.

Now walk slowly towards

the sound of my voice.

Take your time. Hold on,

there's something in front of you.

- How do you know that?

- Because I put it there.

Okay, there's nothing

between us now.

Keep going, keep going...

Hello.

The most passionate thing in my life

happened to someone else.

All right!

Yeah, I'm coming.

Heads.

It was heads.

I know.

How old is she?

No, I don't want to know that.

Forget it.

Forget I asked that.

She's blonde, though, right?

God.

What I want to know is,

are you sleeping with her?

- Am I sleeping with who?

- Tell me the truth!

Honey, I'm telling you the truth.

Put it down.

We both know it's not loaded.

Jesus Christ!

Mommy!

It's okay, honey!

Mommy's just explaining

something to your father.

- Go back to sleep.

- You could've friggin' killed me.

You want to know...

Where did you get

bullets for it?

You want to know what

is really amazing to me?

How polite people

are in gun stores.

You know, you go in,

you pull into the parking lot...

...and everybody

just clears out!

You know, they're so nice.

One little space,

and everybody points to it.

They're like,

"That's okay, you were here first.

"Go on. No, you take it.

Really, it's yours, I insist. "

It's so nice.

Sweetheart?

Baby, put the gun down.

- No, nope, not gonna.

- Put the gun down.

I'm not gonna put it down,

because I need you to tell me the truth.

I need you to tell me if

you're sleeping with her.

No.

I don't believe you.

- I don't believe...

- I swear to God!

I am not sleeping with

any woman other than you.

I'm not even sleeping

with you, baby, so...

Okay.

I'm just gonna

ask you once.

One more time.

Are you sleeping with her?

Okay, yes.

Yes, I am.

I now pronounce

you husband and wife.

You may kiss the bride.

And then he said:

"I now pronounce you

husband and wife. "

And then the

band began to play.

And we danced a little bit.

I'm so jealous.

I wanted to elope.

But your father insisted

on telling everybody first.

That's just like Daddy.

He's so romantic.

Shouldn't we take

her to the hospital?

There's no point in that now.

You want anything?

Are you all right?

I'm a little thirsty.

She wants some vodka.

- She can't drink that, Richard.

- Shut up.

Here you are, my darling.

My dark angel...

...my little boy...

...I know you love me.

We are what we do,

not what we say.

To hell with you,

my fine fool, Death.

I will not go meekly like

an obedient child...

...or a quivering bride.

No.

He'll have to mount me

like an intractable whore...

...and drag me,

kicking and screaming...

...the miserable

son of a b*tch.

Na zdorovie, my darling.

- I have to go.

- Why?

Because I have to

go to my mother's.

- I want to tell her.

- Can I come?

No.

No, not yet.

- I don't want to leave you.

- Go on.

You have to go.

I know.

Stop kissing me,

or I'll never leave.

Will you wait for me?

Yeah.

Just make sure that Jose

does that with the pool...

...because he doesn't,

you know.

And I'll be back in three days.

Okay.

- Talk to you later.

- I called the house.

I can't believe it.

I'm so sorry.

Thank you.

Are you all right?

My mother died last night,

and why wasn't I there?

- That's not your fault.

- I know.

I know it isn't,

but why do I feel like it is?

And why do I...

I feel like I'm being punished...

...for not being somewhere

that I should have been.

I feel so lost.

Hi.

We should go, sweetheart.

I gotta go.

Of course.

Of course you gotta go.

You waited.

You knew that was

gonna happen, right?

I didn't have a clue.

I never do.

What are you gonna do?

- I can't help thinking that

this is my fault. - It's not.

No. I know, but I keep feeling,

what if I hadn't come here?

- What if we hadn't...

- You think my mother would still be alive?

No.

She adored you.

You were right, what you said.

- What did I say?

- About passion.

About how we run

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