The City of Your Final Destination Page #7

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You will think, "Oh, why?

Oh, why

did I not smuggle those things?"

So it is smuggling.

Well, you read too many books.

Or perhaps you don't even

read books anymore.

You probably just read

criticism of books.

Mr. Gund,

you must consider your little

bargain with Omar dissolved.

Neither he nor I

will be able to help you

in this business.

We'll have to get Caroline

somehow to agree

to authorization without you.

Mm-hmm.

How will you do that?

We can try,

honestly try,

without resorting to bargains

and blackmail.

Hmm.

It seems a bit stupid to me,

if I may be so blunt,

to alienate me like this.

After all, what is stopping me

changing my mind?

Oh.

Excuse me, I...

I understood

you wanted a biography.

I didn't think your support

was variable or could be bought.

Gracias, Jesus.

Gracias.

Well, I admire your gumption.

But I think it best

that this situation be resolved

between Omar and myself.

The arrangement was made

with Omar,

so it is up to Omar

to dissolve it.

I have enjoyed our little chat.

Please excuse me.

[wistful piano and violin music]

[sheep bleating]

Mrs. Gund.

[soft music continues]

These are lovely.

Are you fond of art?

It's not my field,

but some paintings

I like very much.

I have been hoping to talk-

What kind of paintings

do you like very much?

The impressionists,

Cezanne and Monet, van Gogh.

Perhaps they weren't

all impressionists,

or were they?

As far you need be concerned,

they were.

May I speak to you?

Of course you may.

Sit.

Sit.

May I?

Of course.

Little to the left, please.

[piano music continues]

I'd like to assure you

that Omar intends

to work very closely

with you all on the biography.

If you knew what this is

for Omar,

how very much depends on it

for him

to get authorization

and write this book.

I am not concerned

with Omar's needs.

I have other...

different allegiances.

To Jules Gund?

I don't think this is really

any of your business.

But yes, to my husband.

And to myself, for that matter.

Why are you

withholding authorization?

Perhaps if you told me,

I could address your concerns.

Shh.

[gentle piano music continues]

Do you recognize it?

It sounds familiar.

It's Poulenc,

Tres Lent et Calme.

I hope

you will consider reconsidering.

I have already discussed this

with Omar.

I have told him more than once

that I will not

change my decision.

But Arden has changed hers.

Miss Langdon has her reasons;

I have mine.

[soothing piano music]

Isn't it marvelous?

I think I'm wasting your time.

Time is not a very precious

commodity around here.

But you've made up your mind.

I made it up long ago,

long before Omar arrived.

Then there's really no point

in me or Omar talking to you.

Not about that subject,

but we could talk

about something else.

Art?

But that's not your field.

Music?

Or is music

not your field either?

But surely you like this.

How could you not?

No, thank you.

[inhales sharply]

[humming]

[rustling and clinking]

But why do you need Omar?

I didn't want you to know.

It was to be a secret.

It was for you, you idiot.

I wanted you to have the money.

Why?

- For what?

- [sighs]

I have a good business

of my own.

I don't need more money.

You do.

I'm happy.

What, here with me?

I don't think you know much

about happiness, my friend.

Do you?

Oh, I gave up on all that

stuff a long time ago.

You pretend you have.

Don't I make you happy,

at least sometimes?

Yes, of course.

So why are you trying

to send me away?

Because I don't want you

wasting yourself on me.

I'm an old man,

"a paltry thing,

a tattered coat upon a stick."

Make a life for yourself,

for god's sake.

Look at me.

Go on, look.

I'm looking.

I'm 40 years old.

I've lived with you

for 25 years.

I don't want any other life.

Hmm.

You're a sweet boy.

And I've always loved you,

and I love you now.

But there is someone

who needs money to leave.

Oh, Caroline, yes.

Don't involve Omar in this.

Hmm?

I can get much better price

than he ever could.

If not in Montevideo,

then in Buenos Aires.

You can?

How?

I have contacts.

So how much do you think

you will make with these?

Enough for

where she wants to be.

Really?

Supposing we exact

a small exchange with Caroline.

Supposing the money

you make for her,

she takes the cash and leaves.

Quite a bit of cash.

Yes.

And in return

for that bit of cash,

we could make a bargain

with her.

I suggest

she might want to make over

her part of Ocho Rios

to you.

You'd be 1/3 partner

with Portia and myself,

and of course, as you know,

we're more accommodating

than Caroline

and more used to signing things.

So perhaps you could,

if you want to,

start one of

your moneymaking schemes.

Thousands of acres of soybeans

blowing in the wind.

My god.

How I'd make this place

work for us.

Oh.

I'm going to Las Golondrinas

for a few days.

- I just wanted you to know.

- Why?

I don't feel comfortable here.

I want all these people

to go away.

But as they only incapacitate

themselves and multiply,

I'm going away myself.

Call me when the coast is clear.

I'll do no such thing.

Go if you want,

but don't give me orders.

Goodness.

Sounds as if you're the one

who needs to get away from here.

Caroline.

I wonder

if Luis can get me there.

Are you leaving

without talking to him,

to Omar?

Omar.

Why should I talk to him?

I've talked a lot to him

and to his

rather unpleasant girlfriend.

You're afraid that if you

stay, you'll change your mind.

I'm afraid if I stay,

I'll lose my mind.

"My dear Caroline,

"I have a confession to make.

"I am a jewel thief.

"I have secretly kept

all my mother's diamonds.

"Graciously,

I beg you to absolve me

"by accepting them

from my guilty hands.

Don't overdo it."

"Forgive me, if you can,

"and live happily

on the proceeds

"wherever you may choose.

"Pete and I have each other

"and need almost nothing more.

"But there is one fairly small

favor you can do for us.

"In return

for Mother's diamonds,

"would you relinquish

your 1/3 share of Ocho Rios?

"Pete has great plans

for the estate

"that I cannot even pretend

to understand.

"A new chapter

will soon begin for you

"and if, perchance,

"something is weighing

on your conscience-

"and who among us

is without blame?

"Humanum errare est-

"rid yourself of it

with one small gesture.

"Allow the boy

to write the biography

"yours is still

the one voice he needs.

Adam."

Where is everyone?

They're busy

doing whatever they do,

forging paintings,

raising killer bees, I guess,

and smuggling jewels.

Well,

can you please go find them

and tell them we're back

from the hospital?

Find whom?

Arden... and everyone.

Caroline.

Caroline.

You certainly

need to speak to Caroline.

[knocks]

What are you drawing?

Are you finished?

I'm sorry, Portia,

but I need to talk to Omar.

[whispers]

Run along.

Can you believe it?

Caroline has left.

And without a word to us

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