The Accidental Tourist Page #6

known that peace...

...we can never forget it.

I have to be able

to tell you what I want, Macon.

- I have to.

- You can.

But without being afraid

you'll go away.

- I can't be afraid all the time.

- It's all right, I'm not going away.

You are. You're all packed.

I'm going to Canada tomorrow,

remember? It's just my work.

Don't leave me, Macon.

Go to sleep, MurieI.

Sleep.

- Yes.

- Macon?

- Sarah.

- I didn't get you at a bad time, did I?

No. Is anything wrong?

No.

Well, actually...

...my lease runs out

at the end of the month...

...and I haven't found a new apartment.

Yes?

So I was wondering

if it would be all right with you...

...if I moved back into our house,

just as a place to stay for a while.

But...

...the house is a mess. Something

happened to it over the winter.

- Pipes burst, or something-

- Yeah, I know.

I talked to your brothers.

I went over to the house.

- Rose told me she'd been over, and she-

- Rose?

Yeah. She's back at your brothers'.

- She's what?

- She's living there for a while.

Really.

Charles and Porter weren't eating right.

So is Julian living alone now, or what?

Yes. She takes casseroles

over to him at the apartment.

So, what do you think?

- About what?

- About my using the house.

Well, yes. Fine. Of course.

Good. Oh, incidentally...

...the papers came through

from the lawyers, about the divorce.

Yeah, it was kind of a shock,

seeing them in black and white.

Didn't take into account

the feelings of the thing. I...

- I guess I hadn't expected that.

- Yes.

Certainly. That seems

a naturaI reaction.

So, anyway, good luck

with the house, Sarah. Goodbye.

- How's the weather in Edmonton?

- It's kind of gray.

Here it's sunny. Sunny and humid.

Here the air is so dry that rain

disappears before it hits the ground.

- Really?

- You can see it above the plains.

It looks like stripes that just fade away

about halfway down from the sky.

I wish I were there

to watch it with you.

Well, I moved back into the house.

Mostly I just stay upstairs.

You wouldn't believe how lonely it is.

Macon, do you-?

What's that person's name,

the one you live with?

MurieI.

Do you plan on staying

with MurieI forever?

I really couldn't say.

Macon, come home.

Let's try again.

- I like this, Macon.

- Me too, sweetheart.

You know what I missed most when

we were separated? Little things.

The Saturday errands. Even the

things that used to bother me...

...like your taking forever

in a hardware store.

Macon, I think when people

have been married as long as we have...

...maybe it's just meant to be.

Anything different

just doesn't feeI right.

Rose, why haven't you

moved back with Julian?

Sarah, you wouldn't believe the state

the boys were in when I came back here.

They were living in their pyjamas

to avoid doing laundry.

- They were eating gorp for supper.

- I won't even ask what gorp is.

It's a mixture of wheat germ

and nuts and dried fruit.

What about your apartment?

What about Julian?

You know, I kept losing that apartment

every time I turned around.

I would head east to the grocery

store and turn west to get back again...

...and I would always be wrong.

Always.

I mean, the apartment building

would've worked to the north somehow.

Macon, are you really doing this?

You mean to tell me you can just

use a person up and move on?

You think I'm some kind of bottle

of something you don't need anymore?

Is that the way you see me, Macon?

Thought I'd bring you

the materials for Paris.

Yeah, it just arrived this morning.

Do you think that Rose

is not coming back?

She's worried about the boys.

They're eating glop or something.

Those aren't boys, Macon,

they're men in their 40s.

- I'm afraid that she's left me.

- No, no, you can't be sure of that.

And not even for any reason.

Our marriage was working out fine...

...but she wore herself a groove

in that house and she can't help...

...but swerve back into it.

At least, I can't think of

any other explanation.

Well, that sounds about right.

Why don't you give her a job, Julian?

- A job?

- Yeah. Show her that office of yours.

That filing system

you never get sorted...

...the secretary chewing her gum

and forgetting appointments.

Don't you think Rose

could take all that in hand?

- Well, sure, but-

- Call her up.

Tell her your business is going

to pieces. Ask her to come in...

...and get things organized.

Get things under controI.

Put it that way.

Use those words.

Get things under controI, tell her.

Then sit back and wait.

Of course, what do I know?

No, you're right.

You're absolutely right.

What do you think of

the sofa bed?

It's okay. It's good.

How about the fabric?

Seems very nice.

Honestly, Macon, what's come over you?

You used to be downright finicky.

Well, it's...

...fine, Sarah. It looks very nice.

Let's make it up.

Why don't we give the bed a triaI run?

- TriaI run?

- Yeah.

Macon?

You've never asked if I slept with

anyone while we were separated.

Don't you want to know?

No.

- I think you'd wonder.

- Well, I don't.

Macon, the trouble with you is-

Sarah? Look, don't even start.

By God, if that doesn't

sum up everything...

...that's wrong with being married.

Macon, the trouble

with you is...

...I know you better than you

know yourself, Macon.

The trouble with you is,

you don't believe in people opening up.

You think everyone should stay

in their own little sealed package.

Okay. Let's say that that's true.

Let's say for now that you do know what

the trouble with me is, that nothing...

...that I might feeI

could surprise you.

And that the reason I don't want to hear

about this thing is that I can't open up!

If we agree on all that,

can we drop it?!

Flight 615, service from

Baltimore to Paris.

If you need help

with your luggage...

...the flight attendants

will be happy to assist you.

MurieI.

I'm going to France.

But you can't!

Excuse me. Can I get by?

- MurieI, what in-?

- You don't own this plane.

- You don't own Paris, either.

- I don't understand this.

How could you afford the fare?

I borrowed.

But the point is, why, MurieI?

Why are you doing this?

You need to have me around.

What?

You were falling to pieces

before you had me.

Your room is bigger than mine is.

I have a better view, though.

Just think. We're really in Paris.

The bus driver said it might rain,

but I said I didn't care.

- Rain or shine, it's Paris.

- How did you know which bus to take?

I brought along your guidebook.

- Wanna go for breakfast?

- No, I don't. I can't.

You better leave, MurieI.

Okay.

Hello? Hello?

Oh, for crying out loud.

Hello?

Sarah?

Macon, where are you?

What's the matter?

Nothing's the matter,

I just felt like talking to you.

What time is it?

I know it's early.

I'm sorry I woke you.

I wanted to hear your voice.

There's some kind

of static on the line.

Will you be gardening today?

What?

Gardening?

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