The Prince of Tides Page #7

at the national anthem.

But not over Luke?

What the hell for?

It wouldn't bring him back.

But it might bring you back.

Thank you.

Hey there! Welcome back.

Dr. Wingo had an emergency

at the hospital.

Oh, that's all right, Megan.

- Are the girls asleep?

- Yes, for a while.

You can go home now.

Okay, I'll just get my things.

Hey, coach.

Oh, hey, Sally.

How you doing?

All right. Fine.

What's the proper form

in this situation?

Do we talk, fight,

or ignore the whole thing?

I don't know.

You want some juice?

How's Savannah, Tom?

She's one day up,

and then it's one day down.

Do you like the psychiatrist,

you trust her?

What's her name again?

Lowenstein.

Want me to make a fire?

I don't think so.

It's 90 degrees outside.

You've always been

such a traditionalist.

Jack Cleveland wants to marry me, Tom.

Do you need a letter

of recommendation?

That's not funny.

Considering my other options,

it was the kindest...

...most restrained thing I could say.

What do you wanna do?

I don't know.

Part of me just wants to pack up

and walk away from a life...

...that doesn't seem to work anymore.

And part of me says

that no life will work...

...if I can't make this one right.

How can I help you, Sally?

By trying to understand, I guess.

I'm sorry I made you

unsure of yourself.

I can be a closed, defensive

son of a b*tch.

Sometimes.

Only sometimes.

You coming in?

I'll sleep here.

It'd be too confusing.

Thanks for asking, though.

Daddy's home!

Where are you, Daddy?

Who are these squealing piglets

jumping on my chest?

Boy, am I hungry.

A little mustard on you

would be perfect.

- You can't catch me.

- Can't catch me either!

Who missed me most?

Careful, there's money involved.

Get your shoes.

We're going on Grandpa's shrimp boat.

Hi, Jenny.

You like that sweater I got you?

- Yeah, it's nice, Dad.

- Good.

Are you and Mom having a bad fight?

No, honey. Everything's fine.

Y'all don't fool me.

Oh, boy.

What am I gonna do

with all you smart women?

Give me a hug.

Chandler, come on in

if you wanna help.

You too, Tom.

Mommy, I got a fishing rod

from Grandpa!

It's beautiful.

Come here, Daddy.

Lucy did that one.

- I did not.

- You did too.

I wanna decorate.

You can decorate.

It's your cake.

You go on and decorate.

You stop eating that icing.

- I wanted to do one.

- Well, okay-

Henry?

Come to the table. The children

are gonna blow out their candles.

Did you hear me?

It's time to sing "Happy Birthday"

to Tom and Savannah.

I'm watching TV.

You get over there and help your

children celebrate their birthday.

Come here, woman.

Don't you ever tell me

what to do, Lila.

This is my house. You're just a guest

in it! Now turn the TV back on.

Please, Mama. It's all right!

Turn the TV back on.

You're gonna turn that TV on.

I was watching that.

I'm sick and tired of you

never showing me any respect!

TV's broken, you son of a b*tch.

Now you can watch your kids

blow out their candles.

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday, dear Chandler

Happy birthday to you

Grandpa, Daddy's gonna open the net.

I'm coming, birthday girl.

Bring it up.

Grandpa, I brought the fishing rod

you bought me.

Stand back.

He's getting ready to drop it.

- Wait, wait.

- Oh, hurry up, Daddy!

I don't know if we got

much shrimp.

Look at that.

The first thing you wanna do is

put these crabs overboard.

Why, Grandpa?

They'll die in the sun and the heat.

Look out for stingrays and catfish.

It's a long way to the hospital.

Look at that squiggly.

- Chandler?

- What, Grandpa?

I want you to do something for me.

Pick up a shrimp and head it.

I can do that.

You put it with your thumb.

Is this right, Grandpa?

Do it with one hand.

You got a knack for this, huh?

Fetch me that crate over there

for this good-for-nothing trash fish.

- He told me to get it.

- He told me.

I'm gonna get it for Grandpa.

They love you, Dad.

The Braves lost to the Dodgers

last night, 3 to 7.

Did you know that, son?

Yeah, I know that, Dad.

- Put it there.

- Can I be a shrimper when I grow up?

You can be a shrimper like me.

Bye-bye, girls. I love you!

Write!

- How will you get to the airport?

- Don't worry, I'll get a cab.

You know, I never realized how much

I love this place till I went away.

"My soul grazes like a lamb...

...on the beauty of indrawn tides. "

Remember that?

You wrote that to me in a letter once.

I used to write damn good letters,

didn't I?

You've met somebody in New York,

haven't you?

I don't know.

I know.

You are gonna do like I said. You are

gonna apologize to the Newburys.

Todd Newbury insulted our family.

He called us cheap white trash.

Then you proved him right

by whaling him, you stupid cracker.

Isn't this a lovely view?

I wanna go home.

Hush up.

Hello, Tom.

Hello, Reese.

I'm here to see my mother.

Well, come on in.

She's expecting you.

Why, thank you!

It is awful good of you

to see us, Reese.

Well, it's my pleasure.

You looking mighty pretty today,

as usual.

Why, I always say the most successful

men are always the nicest.

Lila, if you just have a seat here...

...Tom and I are gonna have

a little talk in my study.

It's Oriental carpet.

From the Orient.

If you ever touch my son again...

...you're gonna be crab bait

all over this river, boy.

A Wingo never touches a Newbury.

If you tell anybody I hit you...

...I'm gonna run your family

clean out of this town.

Now get out of here.

I think it's more humid

than New York City.

Hello, darling.

Wealth becomes you, Mama.

You really got what you wanted,

didn't you?

Don't start, please.

Tell me about Savannah.

She still has a long way to go.

I cut out a whole slew of articles

on mental illness.

I want you to give them

to her psychiatrist.

I will, Lila. I will.

What are you telling

Savannah's doctor?

Anything that might help her

get better.

Go on. Drink your tea

before the ice melts.

I'm gonna tell Dr. Lowenstein

about Callanwolde.

I don't know what you mean.

Oh, yeah, you do, Mama.

Yeah, you do.

We made a promise

never to speak about that.

I expect you to keep it.

We were kids. It was a stupid promise.

And I think...

...it'd help to talk about it.

This is my life too. It's private.

I wanna keep it private.

At the expense of helping

your daughter?

- Stop exaggerating.

- Don't make me feel bad about this.

- I didn't have to tell you.

- I don't wanna talk about it.

That's always been the problem!

Your problem is,

you dwell too much on the past.

I never look back.

When I say goodbye to something...

...I close the door,

and I never think about it again.

How about Luke?

What?

Do you ever think about Luke?

Does he ever cross your mind?

Who taught you to be so cruel?

You did, Mama.

You did.

You also taught me that even though

someone nearly destroys your life...

...you can still feel love for them.

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