September Page #5

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- The lake has bass, Lane told me.

Of course, you can always stock the lake.

It seems so inane to dump fish into a lake

just to pull 'em back out again.

- No dumber than golf!

- Your wife's not a golfer!

Gimme a break.

That's Diane Frazier. I used to have such

a crush on her when I'd see her picture.

- Diane Frazier? Wasn't she...

- She was a model, playgirl.

She was always at the Stork Club

or El Morocco with some tennis player.

- Those people lead such exciting lives.

- Yes, don't they?

- It's gonna be great to get out of the city.

- I'm so excited about buying a dog.

Our co-op doesn't permit dogs

and I've always wanted a pit bull.

I'd love to go upstairs

and take some measurements.

Lane, is it OK to go upstairs?

Oh, well, my mother's

still sleeping up there.

- Really?

- Yeah. She's a late sleeper.

I don't think I ever slept past noon.

- She'll be up soon.

- Maybe we could see the barn?

Could you show us the barn?

I know Mr Raines has some questions.

OK. You know where it is, don't you?

Just follow that path out of the house.

I'll join you in one second.

I just wanna finish up.

- They gonna buy?

- Looks like it.

That's great.

Lane, Howard called, and the stand

that sells the corn you like is open again.

- He's gonna bring some over.

- Uh-huh.

What's the matter?

Why are you so depressed?

I just think about Peter all the time.

Lane, just don't. Don't.

I think he's gonna

write that book on my mother.

God.

They're all supposed to go out today

together. If she ever gets up.

Oh, she's up.

She said she'd be a little late.

- Lane, could I speak to you?

- Yes.

- We need you to answer some questions.

- OK.

Their final offer is 175.

175? You said two!

That's as high as they'd go.

This area isn't what it was.

But I've really been counting

on that money.

- Are you sure?

- I'm sorry.

- - Yeah?

- Hi.

- Hi.

Um, Diane said they'd be a little late.

I'll let them know that you're here.

You've really been avoiding me.

I think you should leave

and go back to New York.

I'd like to know what's going on.

I'm having a hard time and, even

though she tries to hide it, Lane is, too.

- Don't say that.

- She thinks about you all the time.

- And you?

- Naturally, I think about you.

And yet you avoid me.

- Will you write Diane's biography?

- Believe it or not, I'm thinking about it.

Why? What happened

to the book about your father?

I know. I...

It just isn't coming. I told you that.

I've been beating my brains out

about it all summer long and I...

I don't know. It's lifeless.

And then I hear all these sensational

anecdotes and stories. You know?

This woman's had an incredible life.

I mean, the shooting alone is a book.

- Lane doesn't want it written.

- I'm not so sure.

If I do it, I can protect her.

Somebody's gonna write it.

Look, Peter, just put yourself

in her place for one minute.

Here's this 14-year-old girl. Her mother

leaves her father, who Lane adored,...

..and moves in with this thug, who beats

up Diane, and Lane ends up shooting him.

It's completely wrecked her life.

You don't wanna put her through it again.

You know, people staring at her

as she walks down the street.

I don't know.

I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I don't...

I just feel so... guilt-ridden.

I'm just very tense.

Oh, Peter, please don't do this.

Oh...

Steffie.

Let's...

Let's go to Paris together.

"Let's go to Paris together."

My God. You really are

a writer, aren't you?

This is why I have to stay away from you.

Because you just make my head... spin.

I just can't... I can't do this.

I can't...

Oh, my God.

- I guess we should have knocked.

- I always worry about rabies.

I read about a woman bitten by a squirrel

in Central Park and she got rabies.

Nothing like that

ever happens up here.

What bothers me are not the

raccoons but gnats. They drive you crazy.

You don't have a big

insect problem here, do you, Lane?

Lane?

- But you do have mosquitoes?

- Naturally, with the pond.

Well, mosquitoes are rare.

Aren't they, Lane?

- Lane?

- It's... It's usually very pleasant.

- I imagine the frogs'd eat the mosquitoes.

- If the snakes don't eat the frogs!

Is it OK if we go upstairs?

Yes, um...

Sorry. I'm getting a headache.

I'll rejoin you in a few minutes.

OK, but hurry. There are many questions

Mr and Mrs Raines have.

Yes. Now, what about hornets and bees?

This is the country,

Mrs Raines, not midtown Manhattan.

Oh, my God. I just can't

believe that happened!

- It was my fault.

- Oh, Peter, please! I just can't handle this!

Lane. Lane, I'm sorry.

Lane. Lane, I'm sorry. Please forgive me.

- Lane!

- Has this been going on long?

No. No! Please. Jesus.

- Are you in love with him?

- It's not what you think.

- What do you mean?

- Lane, I just don't know what I've done.

- I just don't know what I've...

- A lot of things make sense now.

There's nothing to make sense.

Absolutely nothing to make sense.

So many times I saw

you and Peter looking at each other.

No, don't do that. Just don't do that.

This is my fault. Stephanie's not to blame.

- Leave us alone.

- I'm sorry you found out like this.

There's nothing to find out.

You're making it worse.

There's not nothing.

Let's get this out on the table.

I want Steffie to go with me

to New York or Paris.

Peter, the summer's over. I'm going back

to Philadelphia. I miss my children.

I can't play these games.

I've been married too long. I just...

I don't know what I am.

I don't know what I've done.

I just... I'm not who I thought I was.

I'm beginning to think

that antique fair will be too crowded.

You're getting cold feet

about driving to East Hope.

I am not. I just thought

today's the wrong day.

We could postpone it. You and Peter

could work on the book around here.

You know, Peter, I think we could do

a whole section on Las Vegas.

I know so many great

Sammy Davis stories. He's the best.

- Did ya tell Lane about our conversation?

- Oh, yeah. Listen, darling.

Lloyd and I have decided

that we wanna live here.

This house is our idea of heaven.

I fell in love with it the moment

I stepped inside. It was like coming home.

I know you're off back to the city,

but whenever you wanna use it, it's yours.

You know, weekends

or the summertime. Whenever.

You're gonna need a sweater.

I better go up and get one.

I don't understand.

You know one of my first

projects? I'm gonna put in a pool.

I never, ever liked the pond

because there's live things in there!

Your mother's a wonderful swimmer.

I took her swimming in Santa Fe.

She outdid everybody.

- She's got perfect legs for a bathing suit.

- What are you talking about?

We're gonna move back here.

We've discussed it

and decided to move back here.

Lloyd loves Vermont

and I have always loved this house.

- And if...

- You can't move back here.

- Why not?

- Because I'm about to sell this place.

- You're selling it?

- I told you...

- Wait a minute. Since when?

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