On A Clear Day You Can See Forever Page #5
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- Year:
- 1970
- 129 min
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A buried treasure.
Next to the name
of every child in the school
was the name
of the real, unknown father.
Except mine, of course.
It was lord this and the duke
of that and the earl of whatnot.
And as I turned the pages,
suddenly, through the dank
mustiness of the room,
I realized that I had in my hands
the sort of stuff
that sent the flower
of English manhood
out into the world to create
an empire
and might very well
create a little empire for me.
My letters were simple and honest:
"Dear lord so-and-so, if you do not
wish your child to know who you are,
please send 1 pound a month.
Sincerely..."
He sent 1, and he sent 1.
And so did lots of others.
In fact, business was marvellous.
Until one day,
a nasty, dishonest child
stole my letters.
To my joy and happiness,
I was expelled.
When I saw the glow
those pound notes brought
to my dear mother's eyes,
I made a firm resolution.
"Melinda," I said,
"let this be a lesson to you.
Never, never do anything
except for money."
But what about Robert Tentrees?
He had no money
and you married him, didn't you?
True, he had
not a penny to his name.
But love is the exception
to every rule, is it not?
You're crying.
Why?
I should have known
that one day he would desert me.
Desert you?
He was too weak to be faithful.
Why didn't I see that?
Is love so blind?
No.
But mistrust is so exhausting.
It's not easy to be
a strong woman, Melinda.
A man must be strong
for you to respect him,
but weak for you to love him.
And love makes the choice.
That's very clever of you.
Very clever.
Who are you, exactly?
I could ask the same of you.
But you seem to know me
better than I know myself.
That's because
I may have invented you.
Now, what does that mean?
Or don't you know either?
Oh, dear.
I'm suddenly a little...
A little...
Oh, boy, am I beat.
You must be.
What's the matter with me?
There was never Melinda.
Robert never existed.
How could someone who never existed
desert someone who never lived?
And when I heard it,
why did it make me so sad?
No.
None of this is true.
None of it happened.
It's nothing but shadows and
echoes of things that never were.
This is a dream, Melinda
Just a mirage, so they say
This whole affair
They all declare
Was dreamed each step of the way
You're a mere dream, Melinda
Out for a gay little spin
Dealing me lies before my eyes
Of days that never have been
There's no Melinda
They say for sure
But don't go, Melinda
I know and you know
That you're no mere dream, Melinda
Gone when the dawn
Glimmers through
You and I know that long ago
Before the dream there was you
There
Once
Was you
Damn you, Melinda.
If I'm not on guard every moment,
you steal across the border into reality.
There have been thousands
of cases like yours.
And every one, without exception,
has been traced
to something in the person's life.
This life.
Daisy Gamble, somewhere
in some closet of your mind
is the key to all this.
And I intend to find it.
If I have to squeeze out of you every
moment of your whole boring little life.
So en garde.
One, two, three.
Hi.
How do you feel?
Fine. Did I do all right?
I think so.
How was the smoking
last night and today?
Oh, much better. If the phone
hadn't rung this morning,
I wouldn't have smoked
until breakfast.
Do you always smoke
on the telephone?
Well, you've got to.
I mean, you just got to.
I mean, you got this hand
left over doing nothing.
Of course, I usually hear it before
it rings and light up ahead of time.
Of course.
Where are you meeting Warren?
At the Americana.
Can I give you a lift?
- Oh, thanks.
- Good.
You know?
Thank you.
You're welcome.
You sure I'm not gonna
take you out of your way?
No, you're not. Not at all.
I'm going to the Metropolitan Museum.
It's open tonight
and there's an exhibition
of English painters
that I want to see.
Oh, that's nice.
England's had
some very good painters.
I don't know much about it, really.
I mean, anything.
Don't you like painting?
I don't know.
I've gotten so used to wallpaper.
But it's still much easier driving
over here than in England.
In England, they drive on the left.
Boy, those English sure have
a lot of guts.
No, it's the law.
- Haven't you ever been to England?
- Oh, no.
The sea makes me seasick
and I'm afraid of flying.
I mean, not really flying,
I'm afraid of the "no smoking" sign.
- But maybe I can do it now, huh?
- I'm sure.
Wouldn't you like a quick drink?
You have time.
Oh, no, no. Thank you.
I don't think so.
I'm supposed to be
at the Americana at...
- A short one.
- Fine.
And what are you studying?
Well, let's see.
Oh, I'm taking domestic science
at Laura Bates Greeley
and budget-making
at Mary Hope Curtis
and child care at the Sarah Plaut
Gromberg Clinic,
you know, here
at the medical school.
And 20 lectures on planned
parenthood, ten on how to
and ten on how not to.
What size family do you
come from?
Well, my father's pretty fat,
but the rest of us is...
Oh, you mean how many
brothers and sisters.
None.
I had this great stepbrother for a while,
but it didn't last very long.
I mean, there was, you know,
trouble in the front office.
You lived with your mother?
Yeah. In Mahwah, New Jersey.
- Where?
- Mahwah. M-A-H-W-A-H.
That's where...
That's where she lives.
- Fascinating.
- It is?
- Another drink?
- Oh, no, no, no. Thank you, really.
- I've gotta run.
- A short one.
Oh, fine.
- Muriel, have you seen Daisy?
- I thought she was with you.
Oh, I goofed. Chemical Foods called
this afternoon and postponed
and I forgot to call
and tell her.
- Warren.
- Daisy, Daisy, I'm sorry.
It was called off
and I forgot to tell you.
- Did you wait too long?
- Oh, no.
- But you got something to eat?
- Yeah.
- Will you forgive me?
- Sure.
- Thattagirl.
- I forgot too.
- What?
- I didn't go,
you know, to the Americana.
I forgot too.
- You didn't go?
- No.
Isn't that a funny coincidence?
Yes, it certainly is. It's amazing.
You didn't go either.
You... Didn't you really?
No, I didn't. And I'm not just saying
that to make you feel good.
Oh, I believe you. I believe you.
It's just that, well,
Daisy, this was an important night,
and what the hell were you doing?
What's the matter, Warren?
Everything worked out fine.
- Aren't you happy?
- Yeah, I'm very happy.
- Why don't you smile?
- I am.
I like your smile, Warren. Super.
See you tomorrow.
Look...
- Daisy...
- Good night, Warren.
Now, that's what I call a man.
What are you gonna do
about Warren?
That's the first time in my life
I felt like the opposite sex.
What are you gonna do
about Warren?
I wonder if he'll ask me
out tomorrow night.
What are you gonna do
about Warren?
What am I gonna do about Warren?
Oh, Warren doesn't care.
- Warren cares.
- Warren cares.
But I don't care.
You have to care because
you're engaged to him.
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