The Butcher's Wife Page #3

she is so wise.

Stella...

a woman as intelligent

and insightful as yourself...

doesn't need some clairvoyant

to tell you how to live your life.

That's why we're here.

Do you really think

she's clairvoyant?

- Hi.

- Good evening.

Who did that to your window?

Maybe I should do something

like that at the store.

About those shoes...

Oh, they are so cozy.

You're working in them?

What's that for?

Supper...

for you and a friend.

Friends I got plenty of.

It's love that's left me wanting.

Well, don't despair.

It takes as long as it takes.

What?

It bothers Leo when I get

to talking this way.

There's two faces.

No, it's one face

with two sides.

On one side...

there's violence.

But not to her. It's...

It's just to men who've

treated her unkindly.

On the other...

she's looking for love...

but she's confused...

'cause she...

well, 'cause she's

just looking for...

she's just looking for it

in the wrong house.

God love her.

I can't wait.

You just stick close

to your front porch.

You're gonna be cooking

for two real soon.

Hey, do you think my husband would

like me in something like that?

I mean, it's just

so sophisticated, and...

you know.

No.

I think you look great.

What do I owe you?

Oh, goodness, nothing.

It's a gift.

Thanks.

- Thanks.

- See ya later.

Marina, there's a lot of nuts

in this city.

You don't want people

thinking you're one of them.

So, how about, like...

no more of this

hocus-pocus talk, huh?

Goodness, Leo, I'm just

trying to help out.

Honey, we're in the business

of selling meat, not giving advice.

I got to tell you,

it's giving me the creeps.

How come?

I...

You...

I got to go get a drink.

Hey, Leo.

I just heard the news.

How's married life?

Hit me, Luis, hard.

Darling!

Honey!

Come over here, sweetheart.

Molly, Gina.

How are you ladies this evening?

Fine. Come.

Sit down. It's for you.

Thank you.

So...

how's love everlasting?

Oh, we're just

smoothing out the creases.

Everything has a way of working

itself out, doesn't it?

A wedding present.

You need a mojo.

It's a sack of charms.

Some herbs, dried flowers,

a little spice.

Some roots, nut shells,

spider webs, candle wax.

Personally, I like cumin.

Yeah?

You use cumin?

I never use cumin.

Goat's hair is nice.

It helps clear up the vision,

so what you see is...

What you end up getting.

Exactly.

Thank you, ladies.

You know, though...

what's meant to be

just can't be changed.

Hard times demand an open mind.

Wear it.

Nice shoes, Alex.

Jackie Gleason collection?

You like 'em?

By the way, I can't go away

with you and Robyn next weekend.

What do you mean you can't

go away next weekend?

Something came up.

I rented this house

five months ago.

I've been looking forward

to this weekend together.

It was unexpected.

We're supposed to relax

and have fun, goddamn it.

I scheduled you a blind date

for Saturday night.

I already have a date,

thank you.

Oh, that's something else.

- Bring her along.

- I don't know who she is yet.

- I'm curious.

- Oh, no.

No, no.

You have a date with somebody...

but you don't know who it is.

- Shut up and putt.

- No.

I'm always interested

when my friends show...

early signs of dementia praecox.

Listen, Alex...

I know it sounds flaky,

but I met this wonderful woman...

and she says I'll be

cooking for two soon...

and I really want to believe her.

- Believe who?

- The butcher's wife.

I knew that one day...

one day...

I ran from you, Chauncey,

as far as I could.

So why do I keep ending up

back in your arms?

Because that's where

you were meant to be...

safe and warm

in my sweet embrace.

Come to Uncle Chauncey,

my little passion flower.

I only want

what's best for us.

I told you one of us

would end up hurt.

Why does everything

I touch die?

It's the gun, sweetheart.

- The gun.

- One little box he brings down!

A big man like that, he brings

one box! One teeny little box!

Let's load this thing up!

I can't believe it.

It's an awfully long distance

from Georgia.

Hey, Eugene.

I got this thing for you,

and I wanted to give it to you.

I wanted you to open it here.

- Thanks.

- Just a little present...

but it means something special to

me, and I wanted to give it to you.

Eugene, she's beautiful.

Come here.

I named her Rosalita.

She's so sweet.

Hey, Rosalita.

You like her?

Oh, she's beautiful.

Thank you so much.

Eugene, you're late!

Get your butt in gear now!

Go on.

Leo, if you want

to pass words with me...

will you please not

take it out on him?

Bless you.

Are you wearing some

new kind of perfume?

I think you may be allergic

to my new mojo.

Let me get you a tissue.

- Here you go.

- What the hell is that?

Oh, this is Rosalita.

Isn't she sweet?

What do you want

with a live chicken?

No, don't tell me.

Don't... Don't tell me.

I don't want to know.

Don't say nothing.

Just don't.

It's just a little chick.

I never thought I'd see

the inside of a shrink's office.

It looks so normal.

I was expecting something

a little more psycho.

Pervy, you know?

Uh-huh.

How can I help you, Leo?

I don't need help.

I'm normal.

It's my wife.

I mean, I know we've only been

married for a couple of days...

but I think she might be nuts,

if you know what I mean.

Yes.

I think I have an idea.

Though "nuts" isn't a word

I'm comfortable with.

Me neither.

See, we got married real quick,

like the day we met.

She insisted.

Swear to God, she told me

I was the man of her dreams.

I had no idea

she really meant it.

So we took some holy vows.

I believe a man

is only as good as his vows...

but now I think maybe she married me

'cause of these dreams of hers.

She believes in 'em, Doc.

It's not natural.

It could be some sort of complex

in her head, right?

Which means she's nuts.

And if she's nuts, how do I

even know if she loves me?

So I'm thinking...

dreams, nuts...

Sounds like your field.

And she's really

spooking me now, Doc.

She's got some live

chicken running around...

and she's wearing some

hojo around her neck.

You gotta cure her,

or we're in big trouble.

Doc, I been to Brooklyn.

I know about voodoo.

Hey, Leo.

- Where's the new missus?

- She's fine, thanks.

I said where.

Never mind.

Make sure she

gets this, okay?

Yeah, sure.

So when you going to

give it to her?

- Don't worry.

- Do I look worried?

It's a love token.

It'll seal your love forever.

Jesus.

Oh, Mrs. Lemke.

Did I...

Oh, boy. Did, I...

Did I leave the door unlocked?

Where's the couch?

I don't use a couch.

I don't know if you've ever been

in therapy before.

- That's my chair.

- Oh, it is?

Well, it's nice.

It's important you know...

that I can be

of absolutely no help...

unless you want to be here.

You, of course,

are free to go at any time.

I promised Leo I'd come.

Good. Why?

Well, I expect he thinks

I'm a little touched.

"Touched"? Interesting word.

What exactly does it mean to you?

Well, that's a fine question.

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