The Mirror Has Two Faces Page #8

I'm so dizzy.

I was all alone,

and I didn't know what to do.

- I'm sorry, Henry.

- You'll just stay here tonight.

Henry, I love Rose.

The old Rose. The one with no

make-up who loves the perfect bite.

I love her. It's real.

It's not based on passion, -

- although I feel that. Or lust,

although I feel that.

Or even physical attraction. She ...

Though I thought she was beautiful.

Her eyes, her mouth. The way she

held herself, made fun of herself.

She eats carrots now.

Isn't that tragic?

What am I going to do?

In the last two years

I've been with 11 different women.

Most of them half my age. Not one

with a sense of humour I understood.

I don't do it because they're smart.

I gave one "A Farewell to Arms", -

- and she thought

it was a diet book.

- Can I help you?

- Yes, I want to see Miss Morgan.

It's kind of late to visit. I don't

think she'd want to be disturbed.

I believe ... I know her

a lot better than you do.

Rose!

Do you hear that?

What the hell is going on?

- It's him, isn't it?

- Gregory!

Oh, God!

I can't believe this.

- What is he doing out there?

- I'm going to find out.

- He's insane.

- I know. Isn't it wonderful?

Get the hell out of here!

People are trying to sleep.

You had enough?

- Stop!

- I'll call the police.

- No, this is my husband.

- He doesn't have a key?

I said I knew her better than you.

- What are you doing here?

- I came to see you.

Why did you come to see me?

In light of our last conversation,

and after speaking with Henry ...

... although you might have serious

reservations about considering ...

Gregory, I'm aging here.

What is it you want to say?

God, you're beautiful.

Thank you.

Thank you, Gregory.

What?

I'm so sorry for the way I acted

and the things I said.

I know that I hurt you.

That was the last thing I ...

- I accept your apology.

- Let me finish. This is important.

That night ...

That terrible night ...

I wanted you so much,

I couldn't see straight.

I have to make sure you know that.

It wasn't you.

You're a very sexy girl.

I know it's unfair of me to say so,

now you're with Alex.

- Who said I was with Alex?

- Your mother.

My mother? Oh, great.

- I'm not with Alex.

- You're not?

- Well ...

- Talk to me.

Rose ... I love you.

And I want to be married to you.

Gregory, you are married to me.

That's right. Yeah, right.

- I'm getting a little dizzy.

- It'll pass. Just hold on.

- Rose, don't ever leave me again.

- I'm not leaving you. I love you.

I couldn't stand

being away from you.

I don't care if you are pretty.

I love you anyway.

Everything will drop as I get older,

and I'm gaining weight as we speak.

That's comforting.

- Get in, lady.

- Oh no, not you again!

- Your windows are still broke?

- Complain to the cab company.

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