The Happy Ending Page #7

Where's the money coming from?

Well, answer me!

There'll be no more charging.

No checks. No credit, do you understand?

Do you understand?

Now, take that off!

Which of this stuff is yours?

I said take it off!

Charlie!

Again, please.

What are you doing the rest of your life?

Out of ten.

North and south

and east and west of your life?

I have only one request of your life

That you spend it all with me

All the seasons and the times of your days

All the nickels and the dimes of your days

Let the reasons and the rhymes of your days

All begin and end with me

I want to see your face in every kind of light

In fields of dawn and forests of the night

And when you stand before

the candles on a cake

Oh, let me be the one

To hear the silent wish you make

Those tomorrows

Waiting deep in your eyes

In the world of love you keep in your eyes

I'll awaken what's asleep in your eyes

It may take a kiss or two

Through all of my life

Summer, winter, spring and fall of my life

All I ever will recall of my life

Hey, Fred,

how've you been? Good to see ya.

Is all of my life

With you

Mrs. Wilson, I want you to walk this line.

Heel-to-toe, heel-to-toe, heel-to-toe.

All the way down to the end,

turn around, walk back.

Come back into the box

and face this black line.

Ma'am, stand up straight, please.

Stand up straight.

Heel-to-toe.

Turn around and come back, please.

You're being recorded

and filmed for possible use in court.

Heel-to-toe.

I'm forgiven.

My credit card.

Nice.

- Where's Sam?

- Gone.

Kind of sudden, isn't it?

I never ask why he's going

or where he's been.

His business comes first, his family second.

I'm third.

Never expect to see him holidays,

that's when he plays Daddy.

Never call his home, no matter what.

Never knock his wife.

Never say "no."

But when he is with me, it's because he

wants to be and not because he has to.

What do you do between times?

I go to school.

Day School. Night School.

All I do is go to school.

I can name the 50 States and their capitals.

Madagascar is an island

off the east coast ofAfrica.

I'm the best-informed trollop in America.

Fact, I know exactly where I've been.

Fact, I'm damned if

I know where I'm at or where I'm going.

They say you never

know a man till you sleep with him.

Whoever said that?

Nobody knows anybody.

Oh, we can fly to the moon, all right,

but we don't know

the first thing about marriage

or even why we fall in love.

Why do we say, "fall in love"?

What is it, a fall from grace or something?

Want to know the truth?

The truth is,

nobody wants to know the truth.

But I do.

Bellaccia. Bellissima.

Tell me, you are, ah, much married or little?

Yes, tonight?

Tonight I think I show you where I work.

We're getting married.

Oh, Flo!

I've got to try it.

Once, anyway.

Am I crazy?

People in love are crazy.

Oh, boy.

Am I crazy?

What about her?

Sam's...

She gets the house,

insurance, cash, alimony,

even if she marries the man

she's living with.

Have we really got a chance?

Oh, a lot of people make it.

How do I make it last?

I wish I knew.

You're a lucky man.

Thanks for everything.

Where're you going?

Home.

Whatever you did, it did you good.

Sure you want to go through with this?

I'm sure.

Got you two rooms

and a bath. Six-month lease.

I'll move the rest of your

clothes over tomorrow.

How did they take it?

Kind of shook 'em up.

Marge ain't made a phone call since.

I'll bet.

Mr. Wilson comes home early

and mopes around.

They babysit each other.

And Mama?

A tiger.

Waitin' to cross-examine.

Why?

Give me one good reason why.

It's better this way.

Better? Who for?

To break up a home is better?

Better than what?

What's he done?

Kill somebody?

Rob a bank? What?

He was a good father.

A good husband.

He loves you.

Is that a reason to leave home?

We're not happy.

What kind of happy?

Who's happy all the time?

You were.

Who said so?

You and Papa were perfect together.

Perfect till the day he died.

Like a storybook.

That's where marriage is perfect.

In a storybook.

Your father was not perfect!

And I wasn't half as good.

I never heard an angry word.

A game we played

for your benefit.

Would you excuse me, please?

Oh, Mama, Mama.

I love you.

I love you both.

Hi.

Never knew night school

did such big business.

Mostly women trying to keep

up with their husbands.

There's a lot you can't learn

in Dr. Spock or a cookbook.

How's it feel to be one of the working class?

What do you think I've been for 16 years?

Most women are satisfied

to be housewives.

Or pretend to be.

Don't you get lonely?

Sometimes.

Very.

Almost as lonely as when we were together.

What happened, anyway?

We had everything going for us.

No war to keep us apart. No mother-in-law

problem. No money problem.

No sex problem.

So what happened?

Was it just that we got married?

It can't be that marriage puts an end to love.

All our friends are married

and they're happy.

Or seem to be.

All right, they put up with it.

But without marriage,

life would be disorganized, crazy.

People in love are crazy.

Yes, but they grow up.

They adjust, settle down.

Perhaps they just settle.

Surrender.

Is that why you ran away?

For love?

Is there someone else?

Do I know him?

That is the most romantic

thing you've said in years.

To me, anyway.

Was that what happened?

That night at the hospital,

the sleeping pills,

when I was in Reno.

But you never said anything.

Neither did you.

But you loved me after that.

I still do.

If we both feel the same way,

that's all that matters.

It matters most, yes.

But it's not all.

And it's not enough.

Hey!

I love you same as ever.

We're not the same anymore.

Come home.

If right now we were not married,

if you were free, would you marry me again?

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