The Arrangement Page #5
- R
- Year:
- 1969
- 125 min
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Zephyr, Zephyr, Zephyr, Zephyr.
Zephyr, Zephyr, Zephyr, clean.
You know that's really awfully good.
I wish you'd both
get the hell out of here.
- Is that a baby?
- Yeah.
What about it?
Charles, will you get him out of here?
Oh, Charles, I'd like to be by
myself tonight. Don't come back.
You know, that last crack of hers.
Once upon a time, that'd be a way of
telling me to come back after I'd lost you.
I don't think she meant that tonight.
Whose kid is that?
If she'd wanted me to know,
she would've told me.
Good luck.
Mr. Anderson.
I don't believe in luck.
I believe in patience.
When I first met Gwen, I had
to watch the knives and the windows.
I mean, she was on the edge.
Do you have any idea
what you did to her?
Please don't see her again.
I can't promise that.
Okay.
Fix yourself a drink.
You don't look so good.
- Whose kid is it?
- Mine.
What does that mean?
It means I don't want anything
from his father.
He sure looks like me.
Oval chin...
...noble brow.
Didn't have when he was born.
He looked like one of those greeting-card
jokes, awful pointy above the ears.
I used to be pointy above the ears.
Honestly.
You haven't lost your figure.
You begin to lose it after the second one.
- What's he glaring about?
- He's very arrogant.
He doesn't like it when
he can't have his way on everything.
But in a little while, you'll see,
he'll get tired...
...lay his head over and go to sleep.
- Look. See?
- Oh, Gwen. Gwen.
Eddie, don't do that.
Gwen.
Gwen?
Don't say anything.
Anything you say will be wrong.
You don't have to say a word.
But they think I'm crazy.
I mean, literally nuts.
- What time is it?
- Five-thirty.
Hey, "Let me out of here. "
Eddie, shut up.
Hello.
Yes, Charles. Yes.
Yes, thank you, Charles.
He calls me up sometimes to remind me
that it's time to feed His Majesty.
You know, Ellen was adopted.
He saved my life, Eddie.
I met Charles.
And one night I called him over
just to pass the time.
Then it got late and he stayed.
- But he didn't come on with me.
- I can't figure him out.
Three or four times a week
he'd stay here, sleep on that sofa.
- He never-?
- Not once.
Then one day, I said to myself-
Big discovery.
- "Gwen, you've got half
of something that works. "
- He knew you were seeing other men?
- I used to tell him who, when.
What happens when you have a date?
- If you stay out all night?
- He knows what to do.
- What if you wanna bring someone here?
- You saw.
- What's the matter with him?
- Nothing.
What's he figure?
That he'll end up with me and he's right.
I need someone like him,
someone who's there.
And I need someone else
from time to time.
The way a man does.
A girl isn't supposed
to think that way, I know.
And I'd like to find it all in one person.
There's no such animal.
The fact is, there's something
about a bastard.
Like they say,
it's always the trombone player.
The one who turns you on
is the one who does you in.
But I'll never risk everything again...
...on somebody like you.
Charles?
I'm in here, Charles.
But, Charles...
...I'm with someone and I wish
you wouldn't come in here now.
All right, Gwen.
I'm going.
I'll call you later.
Calling Dr. Shapiro. Calling Dr. Shapiro.
Pick up, please.
- What are you whispering about?
- Looks like you've been up all night.
You hit it right on the head.
Aren't you a long ways from home?
If you insist on putting a match
to all I've built for 20 years...
...I'm damn well gonna be here too.
- Brought him some cigars.
- Cigars?
What he needs
is a good swift kick in the ass.
When I came in this morning,
he was all dressed and ready to go.
Little bag all packed.
Said you were coming in a taxi.
When I told him he couldn't go, he took
exception. I had to give him a shot.
- I'll show it to him.
- No, we'll tell him.
- You get him.
- Okay.
My mother and father,
after all these years...
Well, that's the way life ends sometimes.
All the hostilities and suspicions
we feel every day, we hold them down.
But they always come out.
Forgot my keys.
Here. That's all right, Mom.
I'll get in through the cellar.
Eddie, look, you can see that they can't
ever live together in this house again.
You don't agree?
Appreciate your check by return mail.
Yours truly, Sam Arness.
Oh, is that all you got? That's all?
Evangelos!
Evangelos!
Go down delicatessen.
Bring half-pound ham, half-pound tongue,
half-pound Swiss cheese.
He's gone to sleep, Sam.
For the last two years while he's been
hitting and cursing her, where were you?
Every time I look at this house,
I could kill him. I could kill Michael.
Four spades, double.
Do you realize your mother spent 40 years
in that house slaving for that monster?
- Shut up! I tell you-
- Hey. Hey.
She's your wife, now keep her mouth-
I just have to get a few things.
Come here.
Why do you make me do that?
Why did you do that?
I was about to hit her with my fist.
Look, darling, Gloria realizes that you're
not exactly rational at the moment.
Eddie, darling.
Let's go in there where it's quiet.
Remember, Eddie? In there?
It was the first time, wasn't it?
Remember?
There's only one thing
I ever wanted, Florence.
I wanna be a writer.
Oh, baby, you can be anything.
Anything you choose to be.
Well, when I told Dr. Leibman that you
didn't like the person you were...
...he said that was the cause
of most of the unhappiness in the world.
And that you were right, it was time for
you to accept that you are what you are.
Eddie, look.
- What are you thinking?
- Don't you think my father...
...has a right to live the rest of his life
as irrational as he wants?
- On his own terms.
- Yes, but, Eddie...
...you cannot put your father
and your mother in the same house again.
- So, what are your plans?
- I want you to come home...
...with me on the next plane
and I want you to work with Dr. Leibman.
You know what you can do
with Dr. Leibman.
Thanks a lot, but no, thanks.
Baby, you need help
and I need your help.
- I haven't said anything yet about Ellen.
- Changing the subject.
She's in New York.
She hasn't gone back to school.
She needs a father, Eddie.
And Dr. Leibman, he's pretty smart.
He says you can adopt a child but there's
a time when the child has to adopt you.
What are you and Gloria
planning about my father?
We have no plans. Have you?
Yes.
Florence, I'm gonna have him
live with me.
- Eddie, it- It just wouldn't work.
- Why not?
- If you were yourself, you'd see that.
- Obviously, I'm not myself.
- I'll give it to him.
Oh, Eddie, let's face it. He's a different
kind of person than we are.
Florence.
He's my father.
What the hell is all this sudden pretense
that you care about him?
- You'd like to kill him.
- Dr. Leibman speaking.
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