Return to Montauk Page #6
- Year:
- 2017
- 106 min
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No more moving or regretting.
Its only two hours from the city.
I like the city.
going anywhere else.
What does he do your friend?
How did he make the money to have this?
He writes essays.
He writes essays and makes money?
From essays?
No stupid hes a lawyer.
He sues people.
He gets up early in the morning
and he sues people.
Was that a joke about the essays?
a night out here on my own
to see how it feels.
Maybe its too remote too beautiful
too frightening in the dark.
Change what?
- Change our lives?
Or decide that we should?
- No no.
Listen. Listen to me.
Im with someone
but I would leave her. - Dont say it.
- I would leave her this second.
And then what move in with me?
Take me to Berlin?
Cant we have a second chance?
We could live together like we did then.
You were always elsewhere
always on the move.
Maybe we are wiser now.
I wont make that mistake again.
Youre not wise at all are you?
What do you mean?
Tell me about you.
Since we last met?
Whatever. Tell me about your life.
Leave me out of it.
But how? It will always be us.
Not your work or your writing?
No its you.
Women.
There will always be women.
Go on.
- Its of no importance.
Im happy now. Happy to be here.
Happy.
After we split up
I met someone.
Oh? Someone youre still seeing?
Please dont ask any questions.
Just let me talk.
Then I wont talk again.
I was just... - Ive been waiting
to see you so I could tell you this.
Maybe...
Maybe youre the only one
I needed to know this.
I mean I lived with him
and I thought that we would manage
natural and easy too
happy.
He died.
Marcus died.
God...
I can hardly say it still.
What age was he?
God he was young.
It was a heart attack.
He had it on the street.
He fell down dead.
That is what happened.
You know he died and I didnt know
or feel you know?
He was in the same city.
I didnt feel...
He had found his habitat
and that was all he wanted me to
be there the chairs the desk the bed.
He was a lawyer too.
He loved loopholes
strange new ways
of looking at a contract like...
the same way as he liked chess
and minimalist art and some jazz and...
He had only one suit.
Always wore
the same type of white shirt.
I loved being with him
when he was asleep.
He had a way of waking up
and then looking at you
half apologizing.
Youre shivering.
I often feel in places like this
you know
the soft places the edge of things
when its like this in the winter
that he might be here
or come here.
Like he came across the room to me
in that bar.
and sipped his drink
and made clear to me
that he wasnt going to go.
Is that why we came here?
No.
No.
Its not why we came here but...
I mean I needed to tell you
what happened
no?
I know you thought
something else might happen.
I could see when you were in that house
that you dont just dream in your books
you dream in your life.
But you cannot dream about me.
But last night
and this morning
I felt... You felt something too.
Oh dont tell me what I felt.
But youre free now.
Free is not the word. Youre alone.
- But... - But you...
I am not free.
Is there someone else?
- No.
I mean thats what Im...
Thats what Im saying.
I went straight back to work
after he died.
There was a case
and it couldnt have been postponed
and I was the only one briefed.
Then I took on more work
and then I got head hunted
which is a good way of putting it.
Finally when I found that I
hadnt stopped working for a year
I went to the therapist
who was so frightened at the state
I was in that she sent me to a shrink
like a real doctor.
We tried talking
but I make a living from talking.
I mean we tried medication.
I didnt take it.
In the end he used hypnosis on me.
Have you ever done it?
No.
That is a shock.
That is the biggest shock Ive ever had
I mean Max...
I went into Marcuss mind
as he lay dying.
You know...
It was as though I was with him
you know and not beside him
but in his mind too.
It was as though he had taken me
with him or part of me or...
and left the rest of me
what you see now you know? I mean...
I was with him.
I felt what he felt.
I died as he died.
Max.
You know the summer after you left
you sent me letters.
You said you were traveling.
I was really puzzled by that
by the new Berlin
and then we had these talks
from your hotel rooms and...
I never knew why
you werent in New York.
You know
I wanted you to be in New York.
I didnt want you to be in Sienna
or in Florence or...
But you didnt care.
You were fooling around werent you?
It wasnt serious was it?
It was just a story
you could tell years later no?
Tell me that its true.
Please tell me.
tell me for once something thats true
you know.
Why didnt you come back to New York?
I was distracted.
There was so much going on.
I was poor...
I let the year go by and...
- And?
And there was someone on a book tour.
She got pregnant.
She wanted to keep the child
a girl.
Do you see her?
- Of course I see her.
I love her very much.
And shes how old?
Shes 16 now.
It happened
the first winter after I left.
So...
Why didnt you ever tell me?
I didnt want to harm you.
Oh...
You know that's
That you didnt mean any harm.
Things just happened.
I never knew what you saw in me.
I wanted you to be
the father of my children.
Its been taken care of sir.
Oh thank you.
Hi, this is Clara
and if you love me, leave me a message.
Hi, this is Clara
and if you love me, leave me a message.
Hey Lindsey its Max...
Do you have Claras address?
How long have you been living here?
All the time.
Over a kebab shop.
Thats what Ive been smelling
all the time!
Max dont start.
Its in the pillows its all over the
bed. The sexy smell of cooking kebab.
I didnt want you to come here.
I should have come the first day.
I was careless.
Im sorry Clara.
was that you knew so much.
I loved that you were older than me.
I still do.
I was happy when you suggested
that I go to New York
and got me this job.
But not once on the phone
did you ask me about my work.
I learned a lot of stuff: that the city
if you are alone is a dump
your work everybody thinks you got it
because your guy said
you were to have it.
was grateful for Rodericks help.
We had a lot of fun.
He helped me survive the city.
one place to another
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