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Shirin in Love Page #3
to get your sleep.
Good night.
Good night.
( music )
( coughing )
- The emotion.
- Yes!
- So go to Kailee's.
- Okay.
I got a flat of little
teeny flowers.
Will:
That reminds me...Rachel:
I want to put it backthere near the stones.
Just bring 'em back.
Everything's looking so raggedy,
and I've been out there every day.
Hi, Mrs. Harson.
Oh, hi.
No.
No, not... not... no,
not you again. Uh-uh.
Rachel:
You twoknow each other?
Will:
Yeah, I'm sorry.I don't want to be rude, but we don't
want any journalists in my house.
I... I don't know what
you're talking about.
Don't strain your voice.
You know, this is my house.
She's a guest in my house.
Mom, she is a journalist.
You know what that means?
She told me
she's a book critic.
- Really?
- You know? Yes.
Will:
Can I talk to you alonefor a second.
Wait a minute!
Just sit down.
First of all, I'm gonna take Shirin
and put her back into the bedroom.
Go on, honey.
You are really embarrassing me
in front of my guest!
Really?
Shirin... how do you
even know her name?
Why is she here?
She is not feeling well.
I think she has a little
bit of a temperature,
so she might have to stay
a night or two.
Another night or two?
I don't want to talk
anymore about it, okay?
Thank you.
She's cute, isn't she?
She thinks you're cute.
Here. Take that perfect tray
and be nice.
Yes, ma'am.
I'm sorry to intrude.
- I'll leave.
- No, no.
I'm... I'm sorry.
I, um, you know... what
happened back there.
Let's see if I can...
Man, you know, I knew that
- I'm sorry.
- It's okay.
It's kind of been
one of those days.
Oh.
I'm sorry.
I'll, um... I'll get you
some more orange juice.
- I'll get you...
- Oh, no.
( coughs )
Shirin:
Sorry again.Where have I seen you before?
Um, I think... I think we met
at a... at a party one time.
Please, sit down. I don't
want you to ruin your voice.
- Thanks.
- Yeah.
Um, great.
Thanks.
Yeah.
Happy boy.
Huh? Oh. Yeah.
I don't know why my mom has
that...
Yeah, I wasn't quite as happy
as... as I looked here, but uh...
but I was an amazing
chess player, so you know?
A bit of a loner, you know?
Zuzu.
Huh?
What'd you call me?
Zuzu. My car.
Oh.
You dropped a grape.
Five second rule.
You can still eat that.
Thank you.
Yeah, I noticed that
you got the blue beetle.
Yeah.
I used to have a beetle.
Um, it was my first
car, so...
Thank you.
( car horn honking )
Oh, um, I got to take off.
Okay.
Yeah, but um...
- Thanks again.
- Yeah. Feel better.
Take it easy.
( car horn honking )
Please, tell your
friend not to honk.
Her name's Helen, mom.
It's been that way
for seven years.
I'll tell her. Bye.
Answer it!
I'm too hysterical!
Hello?
Yes.
Is she okay?
Thank you. Thank you
very much for calling.
Goodbye.
Well?
She is fine.
That was Rachel Harson.
Rachel Harson?
Herself?
Shirin is sick.
She has a high fever.
Great.
Great?
Are you out of your mind.
Don't you get it?
It's Rachel Harson, the writer.
She got her.
That's my daughter.
Rachel:
"Harson's latest workis a literary sensation
combining a magical
illumination of the ordinary
with exquisite lyricism
laced with elegance
and compassion.
A tragic love story which brings
to mind the best of Annie Poole. "
Oh, hey, the best
she gives it four stars.
( laughing )
Hey, you're not
supposed to be out of bed.
Oh, I'm feeling much
better, thank you.
Let me get a chair.
Yes, you have to eat!
- Thanks.
- Yeah.
You want some meatloaf?
Yeah.
Some meatloaf.
- Thanks.
- Uh-huh.
Um, I almost forgot.
You, uh... you left these.
I'm hopeless.
No, you are not, and I'm
gonna tell you why missy.
See this?
We just read the review.
You're a fantastic writer.
William, tell her how
good she is.
You're good.
( laughing )
Where did you go to school?
Uh, Oxford for
undergrad and then...
- Oxford.
- Columbia Law.
Columbia Law?
Now, I'm learning how to write.
Hey, don't be so modest.
You are a very good writer.
Oh, that means so
much coming from you.
Thank you.
( laughs )
Do you write, too?
Um, me?
No, I, um... why?
Uh, your room.
All those books.
Oh, that's my fault.
See, I used to be
an English teacher
so I made him read all
the books that I love.
And it was horrible.
It was not!
Yeah. I didn't think a teenage
boy would read all the classics,
especially the ones
written by women.
He's a very unusual man.
Elizabeth Bishop is one
of my favorite poets.
I hope you don't mind, but I was
going through your collection
of poetry in your room, and
loved the notes in the margins.
This is not like the
big city, you know.
He had a lot of
problems as a teenager.
- I don't mean problems.
- It was boring.
I know... not for me but,
you know, for William.
Hmm.
Rachel:
Good huh?I'd love to get the recipe.
Oh, well I just put it together.
It's his recipe. He is the chef.
Oh, you know, my father's
the chef in our house, too.
- Really?
- Um, shoot.
- You know what? I got to...
- You got to go to work?
Yeah. Um, you guys
enjoy. Okay?
And uh...
- I love you.
- I love you.
And um, yeah.
- Good night.
- Good night.
Here.
Have some veggies.
Then we'll have some tea.
He's so good looking.
He lives in that
lighthouse down the road.
When the weather is
really, really stormy,
he listens to the radio in case
somebody needs help.
Interesting.
In a horrible storm.
The Coast Guard couldn't pick up
the signal because it was too weak,
and William left New York,
moved back here
high tech radio equipment,
and he sits there and he
listens to the radio.
And he can hear even
the weakest signal.
I am so sorry.
I had no idea.
Oh, just like the
character from In The Storm.
I suppose I'm
revealing some family secrets.
Oh, no.
I am definitely
off duty tonight.
No, you write.
You write what you want.
You write the truth.
I don't have a problem
with that.
And I wish William
would just stop hiding.
Oh, I'm... I'm sure
that's for you.
- Do you mind answering it?
- Okay.
Mom:
Hello, Ms. Harson?It's me, mom.
How come you called
Mike and not me?
Be professional.
Don't forget why you're there.
Yeah, yeah.
I'm feeling a lot better.
Uh, I have to go now.
I'll call you tomorrow.
- Did you bring your cell?
- No. Please, don't worry.
Be sure to take some
good pictures.
( music )
( voices on radio ) Jesse. This is
Jesse. Fishing vessel, this is Jesse.
Are you out there anywhere John?
About 3.5 miles
off the coast
- Morning!
- Hi.
So, I, uh, stopped by
the store this morning.
I got cinnamon hazelnut coffee.
We're all set.
Honey, you didn't have to
go to all that trouble.
It's fine.
You look like you're
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