Serious Moonlight Page #3

to the bathroom anyw ...

It's gonna get

really messy, very soon.

Look, I promise I won't run away,

just like I did that day.

I promise.

I'm not gonna run away.

So why don't you just

you know un-tape me ...

now, while it's still in the funny

stage before it gets too ugly.

- Just say it again.

- What?

Just say I promise.

I promise.

I promise, Louise.

I won't run away.

I promise just like

I did that day,

and from the deepest

part of myself.

Jesus.

- It's getting all crazy.

- Yeah, well ...

- I am jus' going to get the scissors, Ok?

- Yeah.

Alright.

Please, Ian, it's alright.

I really used a lot.

Ian, I am really not actually

not very happy about any of this.

Yeah, I know how it is.

God it's so here you go,

pretty good.

- Yeah, that's sticky stuff.

- Yeah, I'm sorry.

Oh God, that feels better.

What did you do to

the phone, Louise?

Did you cut the ...

I don't love you,

I don't want to be with you!

You're pathetic, you're ugly,

and you make me sick!

Psycho freak.

Where are your

god-damn keys, Louise?

Well, I found the Tylenol.

It's helping just a little bit.

I'm gonna have to get

to the dentist next week.

Would you like some

Tylenol for your head?

Jesus! This is really

happening, Louise?

I can please.

I am hoping it's just a bad dream.

Me too.

You can end it.

So can you.

Louise, what do you

want from me, huh?

My heart just isn't

in it anymore.

I simply don't to be with you.

Would you like a cookie?

No.

They came out really good.

Cookies aren't going

to do the trick, Lou.

Does she make you cookies?

No, she doesn't make me cookies.

Where did you go?

Just want to know

where did you go.

Did you go to her apartment?

Did you go to a hotel?

Did you come up here

without me knowing it?

Yes, yes, and yes.

It was easier,

you work so many hours.

How did you meet her?

- What does it matter?

- I just want to know.

I met her at my accountant.

She is the receptionist.

She is Murray's receptionist?

Then I met her too.

I don't even remember her.

- She's "un-memorable".

- Yeah, well, not to men.

She's not just the receptionist.

She is working on her doctorate.

She's gonna be a psychologist.

So, how did you first

ask her out I mean ...?

- Did you ask her to dinner?

- She asked me, Ok?

Yeah, she called a number

of times before I said "Yes".

And at first it was

just about sex?

At first it's always

just about the sex.

And then she became

your best friend?

- Well, no.

- No?

Louise, not every relationship

is the same.

You always said all

you wanted in life,

was to be married to

your best friend ...

and that you were the

luckiest man in the world ...

because you were married

to your best friend.

Yes, I know what I said,

but that's not the way

every relationship goes.

Sometimes you don't want to be

married to your best friend ...

because the passion gets lost.

So you had a lot

of passion with her?

Oh, will you stop, I am not ...

You know, yeah, a truckload.

But no intimacy.

Oh, oh it's a different

kind of intimacy.

What kind of intimacy was it then?

A passionate kind of intimacy,

rife with mystery.

I don't always know

what she is thinking.

I don't always know

what she is feeling.

I ... constantly discovering things.

But you always said that 2 people

never knew each other better ...

than you and I.

That, that we

understood each other.

- Yeah.

- And you love that.

- I stopped loving that.

- Why?

I don't know.

What could be better than that?

Certain things are a lot better.

Like sex with a new person?

She needs me, Lou.

- Och I need you, Ian.

- You haven't needed me for years.

You're a "Superwoman".

You make more money than I do,

you can fix anything.

You can bench-press more than me.

What do you need me for?

Ian, I need you.

I need you so much.

You need someone, not me,

not me in particular.

She needs me in particular.

Alright, I don't need you.

But I love you.

- Isn't that better?

- Completely not better, no.

Why did you ever love me, Ian?

- I don't know.

- No ...

Sure you do.

And I want you to think

about that while ...

I go get you some cookies.

No, I am not going

to think about it.

Sure you are, Ian.

- Would you like some milk?

- I don't want any cookies!

I will be right back.

Don't go anywhere.

These are the

exact same cookies ...

I have been making for you

all of these years.

But these are extra-special,

because I put a "magic spell" on them.

When you eat one, you will

deeply love me again ...

for the rest of your life,

and beyond.

Just kidding.

Just have a bite.

Just have a bite

lookie come on.

- You really need to eat at ...

- I don't want it, Louise.

Don't do, please, just don't ...

Your mother made me promise

on her deathbed ...

that I would continue to make

you these cookies ...

for the rest of your life.

She said I was the best thing

to ever happened to you.

That until you met me,

that you had no direction

and no purpose.

I picked you up by your

bootstraps, and gave you a life.

You did!

Do you think she would approve ...

of what is happening right now?

I don't think she would

like to see me taped ...

to a toilet.

I don't mean that.

I mean, do you think

she would want ...

you to leave me ...

for Murray's receptionist?

What my dead mother thinks I should

do is no great concern to me.

It should be.

What anyone thinks I should do

is not a big concern.

You could name any

member of my family ...

dead and alive, and tell me that they

don't agree with what I am doing ...

and I could care less.

- Would you like another cookie?

- Not really.

How about some music?

How about some music, Ian?

Oh, this is beautiful.

Beautiful.

Oh, God.

That's stoopin' low, Louise.

We danced to it at ...?

Yes, on our wedding,

I remember.

Seems like a life-time ago.

Right outside this window.

You said that was the

happiest day of your life.

Our relationship ending is like a

death that just 2 people know about.

Our whole life gets lost,

everything we did together.

All the places we travelled,

the fights.

The small moments of tenderness.

Don't forget the all the

failed "In vitro" attempts.

How could you say that to me?

How could you say that to me?

You want to hurt me even more?

No, I am just

remembering everything ...

and it wasn't all perfect.

Perfect, who said it was perfect?

You used to say it was perfect,

you said it all the time.

Aren't we perfect?

God, it was a lot to live up to.

It was just too much to sustain.

- It was almost like it wasn't real.

- I was real!

Yeah, until we stopped

trying to have a child.

And is that why

you want to leave me ...

because I didn't have your child?

No, no!

It's what happened after, Louise.

You became human.

I saw your flaws.

You talk too loud, you know?

You talk over me.

And the sex,

it became so mechanical.

No, no. It didn't!

And you were always in denial.

Ian, we spent so many

weekends in this house ...

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