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Same Time, Next Year Page #4
That pure little voice
- No, you're right. Oh!
No, forget it.
Change the subject.
So t-tell me about the
He went bankrupt.
How can you go bankrupt
selling TV sets?
Harry has one little failing
as a salesman.
It's a compulsion to talk people out
of things that they can't really afford.
He kind of lacks
the killer instinct.
Actually, it's one of the things
about him that I like best.
Oh, listen. Something
just occurred to me.
Instead of my leaving at my usual time,
would you mind if I left a little earlier?
When did you have in mind?
There's a plane in half an hour.
You want to leave
23 hours early?
There's a connecting flight
from San Francisco in 90 minutes.
I know how you feel.
Really, I do.
I wouldn't suggest it if you weren't
a mother and didn't understand.
It wouldn't even occur to me
if-if this crisis hadn't come up.
I don't mean
Just the tooth Fairy.
She could have swallowed
the tooth.
It could be lodged
God knows where.
Uh... have you seen
my hairbrush?
Doris, I'm probably
doing you a big Favor.
If I did stay, I probably wouldn't be very
good company. I'm thinking of you too.
With the way I'm Feeling-
You probably understand.
You feel somewhat
rejected, right?
I understand.
Really, I do.
I just want you to know that my leaving
has nothing to do with you and me.
This is an emergency! I
have a sick child at home!
Will you stop?
This has nothing to do with
You are simply
feeling guilty,
and you wanna get
as far from me as possible.
All right!
I feel guilty, yes!
Is that so strange?
Doris, we're cheating.
Once a year
we lie to our families...
and sneak off to a hotel
in California...
and commit adultery!
Not that I want to
stop doing it.
But yes, I feel guilty.
I admit it.
You admit it?
You take out ads.
I'll bet you stop strangers
on the street!
Y-You probably have
a scarlet "A" embroidered...
on your jockey shorts.
You go around
like an open nerve saying,
"Yes, I'm cheating,
but look how guilty I feel,
so I must really be
a nice guy."
Then
- Then to top it all, you have the incredible arrogance...
of thinking you're the only person
in the world with a conscience.
Well, that doesn't make you
a nice guy, George!
You know what that
makes you? A horse's ass!
I liked you a lot better before you
joined the Book of the Month Club.
Yes, I'll just bet
you did.
- Look, can we discuss this in the car?
- The car?
I really hate to ask you, Doris,
but I need a lift to the airport.
Cheer up, Doris. It's not the end of the
world. I'm not leaving you permanently.
I'll see you next year.
No, I don't think
you will.
Just because I have to
leave early one year,
a lifetime of weekends?
How can you be
so casual?
I don't see any point in
going on. Don't do that to me.
Don't try to manipulate me.
I get enough of that at home.
What's the sense of meeting in guilt and
remorse, huh? What joy is there in that?
Look, I have a commitment
there. And you have none here?
Here? I thought our only commitment
here was to show up every year.
Nice and tidy, huh?
Just two friendly sex partners that
meet every year and touch and let go.
Is that it? So maybe I was kidding myself.
- I'm human.
- So am I.
But you're different.
You're stronger.
Y-You seem able
to take care of yourself.
Listen, I'm gonna
tell you something.
In the past year, I've picked up
the phone to call you 10 times.
I couldn't stop
thinking about you.
You kept slipping over into my real
life, and it scared the hell out of me.
More to the point,
I felt guilty.
So I decided that we shouldn't
see each other anymore.
I wasn't even going to come, but I
thought at least I owed you an explanation,
so I came.
When you walked through the door, I
knew I couldn't go through with it,
that no matter
what the price,
I was willing to pay it.
You better get
on your plane.
I love you, Doris.
I'm an idiot.
I suspect I'm deeply
neurotic and I'm no bargain,
but I do love you.
Will you let me stay?
Oh, the last time
I Felt like this!
I was Falling in love!
Falling and Feeling!
I'd never
Fall in love again!
Yes, the last time
I Felt like this!
Was long before I knew!
What I'm Feeling now!
With you!
What I'm Feeling now!
With!
You!
No, of course I
haven 't left Helen.
I'm on a business trip.
I come up here every year.
I am not running away
From the problem.
Of course I know
it's serious.
I still don't think that's any
reason to call me long distance and try-
Yes, I saw a doctor.
He said- He said
it's no big deal.
He said every man has this
problem at one time or another and-
Look, if we have to discuss this, you might
as well learn to pronounce it correctly.
It's impotence,
not im-po-tence.
It is not something
you have to nip in the bud!
Yes, of
- of course I'm gonna try to do something about it.
Would you let me handle this in
my own way? Would you pl- May I-
I- I'm gonna be fine,
all right?
I'm gonna
- I'm gonna be okay. I can feel it. I know it.
who's an expert.
I'm gonna hang up now!
Good-bye, Mother!
Hello, Mr. Chalmers.
Afternoon, ma'am.
George?
Be right out, darling.
How are you, lover?
Guess what.
Oh, my God!
What did you do
to yourself?
Well, I can't take
all the credit.
It was sort of
a mutual effort.
George, when you haven't seen
an old Friend in a whole year,
isn't it customary to give
'em a kiss hello? What?
A kiss?
Kiss?
Oh, yeah. Oh, sorry.
Oh. Ohh.
You okay, pal?
Oh, I 'm fine.
I'm fine. I'm just a little
surprised. You're surprised.
I insisted upon visiting
the dead rabbit's grave.
George, how come youre wearing your
robe and pajamas in the afternoon?
I'm rehearsing
a Noel Coward play.
Is there something
on your mind?
Uh, no, not anymore.
No.
You must be
eight months pregnant.
Exactly.
Oh, come on!
It's not all that tragic.
We can find some other way
to communicate. Great. Great.
You got any ideas?
bothering you?
No. Mm-mmm. No.
Well, you know, every year it
when we first meet.
We manage to take care of that with a
lot of heavy breathing between the sheets.
Uh, Doris, uh-
if were not gonna do it, do you
mind if we don't talk about it?
No, I just meant maybe we need
something else to help break the ice.
Well, I'm wide open to suggestions. Okay.
How 'bout this?
How about if, uh, if I tell you some
deep, dark secret about myself...
that I've never
told anyone before,
and then you tell me
- I've had enough surprises.
- You're gonna like this one.
I've been having
Oh, yeah?
What kind of sex dreams?
That's what's so strange.
They're always the same.
I mean, we're making love,
but it's always underwater.
It's in caves, grottos,
swimming pools,
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