The Big Chill Page #7

At least our last night will be fun.

Please don't do this, guys.

This is happening because we miss him.

And we're really hurting.

That's a crock of sh*t!

We're afraid

just the opposite is true.

Alex died for most of us

a long time ago.

I think you're a crock of sh*t.

Don't speak

for me or anybody else.

You hate your life.

That's your problem.

- Don't tell us how we feel, okay?

- That's it.

That's all I'm saying.

If I hate my life, it's my problem.

Too bad you weren't around

to comfort Alex as compassionately.

We go back a long way.

I won't piss that away

because you're higher than a kite.

A long time ago we knew

each other for a short period.

You don't know anything about me.

It was easy then.

No one had a cushier berth than we did.

It's not surprising our

friendship could survive that.

It's only here in the world

that it gets tough.

I don't care what you say.

I know I loved you

and everybody else here.

And I'll go on

believing that till I kick.

What's wrong with you?

What's happened to you?

Wait!

I believe you can help other people.

I really do.

Sorry about that.

I do too.

Not that you can

save them, probably not.

But you can do what you can do.

That's how I feel.

So lay into me now.

Really let me have it.

I was just trying

to keep the conversation lively.

So you'll continue

to love me no matter what?

Just don't cross me.

Could you help me

in here for a sec?

Well, I think I've had enough.

I love you very much.

I'm yours.

I want you to do

something for me.

Anything.

I'd marry you, if you want.

No, wait. I did that.

Yes, you did.

Thank God.

It's about Meg.

Where to?

You know, I don't do anything.

It's me.

Come on in.

Nobody else will.

This bed has always

been lucky for Sarah and me.

I got to try and relax.

I think I just

forgot how to do it.

What, what?

It's not going to come out right.

Try me.

I feel like I got

a great break on a used car.

I remember this.

I remember when he got this.

I must tell you...

...I'm picking up vibrations

here at the house.

I'm almost certain

there's sex going on around here.

Have I ever

told you how beautiful your eyes are?

My head.

Your feet.

Tell me about the club.

F*** the club.

I couldn't deal with the hours.

It'd be nothing but aggravation.

Let's say it becomes successful.

I become a star.

People magazine sends

a nasty schmuck like me...

...to do interviews. Big deal.

Nope. I'm going back to my novel.

I'll write

about this weekend.

What were you going to

write about before?

Last weekend.

If Richard and I

bring the boys to L.A...

...maybe you could

get us in to see a studio.

Yeah, sure.

Absolutely.

No problem.

Good.

Richard would like that.

I'm the worst about writing.

But I promise I will,

from now on, answer your letters.

- Great.

- Good morning, youngsters.

So how did everybody

sleep last night?

Did anybody sleep last night?

I know I did.

All alone in my airplane.

No co-pilot.

I slept like a baby. Even wet the bed.

Drink your coffee, Michael.

I'll come see you

whether you like it or not.

Well, good morning.

Good morning.

How you doing?

Don't have to be

in such a good mood.

Look what I found in Alex's papers.

I will be in Detroit

sometime on this deal...

...and I'm just dying

to meet your boys.

I'd love it.

- You're all welcome in New York.

- Great!

Not in my apartment, you understand.

But in the city.

I'll accompany you anywhere,

even to Elaine's.

Thought Elaine's was dead.

That's why I can

get you guys in.

What's that?

The column I wrote about Alex

when he turned down the fellowship.

This is not bad.

Good, clean style.

Lean, economical, the right touch

of ideological fanaticism.

I remember Alex

was angry about that.

What do you mean?

I made him famous.

Think he saved

it because he hated it?

He also saved

his induction notice.

I'm collecting addresses.

Do you have one?

Or should I copy down

your license plate?

You can reach

Nick here for a while.

Nick and Chloe will stay here

and do some work at the old house.

I guess there's a certain

symmetry to that.

What's the flight schedule here?

Is there any way...

...to coordinate

the airport transport?

I'll be glad to drive somebody.

Great, if we can take Harold's car.

Get Harold to drive it.

You're no fun.

That won't be necessary.

We took a secret vote.

We're not leaving.

We're never leaving.

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