The Turning Point Page #7

You're terrified.

All you've got are your scrapbooks,

your old toe shoes and those ridiculous dogs.

What are you going to fill in with, Emma?

Not my daughter. You keep

your goddamn hands off my daughter.

- I'm better for Emilia then you are.

- The hell you are.

She came to me 'cause her mother wasn't

there. She was busy screwing her head off.

You b*tch.

You know, if there'd been a photographer

here, you'd have had a whole new career.

I must look awful.

No, you don't. You look beautiful.

I don't know how you do it.

Give me your comb, I'll show you.

I'll take this half. Thank you.

I lost an earring.

I'm sorry.

- I'm not.

- You're not?

No. I'm not.

Boy, thatjealousy.

Its poison, you know?

- It can make you a monster.

- It does make one unfair.

You got off some bull's-eyes.

So did you.

Deedee...

I don't really remember

what I said about having the baby.

But I do know...

I would have said anything

to make sure I got that ballet.

I just had to have it.

You were good. Good enough to threaten me.

Jesus...

Emma, you don't know...

how many years

I wanted to hear you say... just that.

Next bus to midtown Manhattan

in 30 minutes.

Emma had her all morning, coaching her.

Dahkarova's got her this afternoon.

- What's all the coaching for?

- OK, surprise.

Your daughter is dancing with Yuri

on the 15th.

- He'll wipe her out.

- The hell he will.

Emma and Dahkarova

have knocked themselves out.

- Ethan, show Janina her room, please.

- Sure.

You're going to love it here...

You wanna see something wonderful? Come.

Left, right, left, right.

OK?

Now, left shoulder. And...

Left, right. No...

So remember, it's left, right, left, right.

You must do it so that really you shine.

Like diamond, you know?

OK. And...

One. One. One.

More close. Close.

That's right, that's right, that's right.

More this way, this,

instead of this and this, OK?

Just very sharp. One.

Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap.

That's very good. That's good.

No, it is good.

You think she can make it, Wayne?

Will you care if she doesn't?

No.

As long as she doesn't.

Still care you didn't?

Emma said I married you

'cause I knew I couldn't.

That's not true.

She said something else.

She said I got pregnant

that first time with Emilia...

because I wanted to prove to everybody...

that you weren't gay.

And that's partly true.

I knew that.

You did?

I had to prove it too.

So I let you ruin your career.

No, I saddled you with a family.

You could have been something...

Me? No, no, no, never. Not me.

Hey, I got what I wanted.

So did I.

- Why you don't ask me?

- Adelaide hates to pay overtime.

How you supposed to rehearse

without partner?

You make too much from Carolyn and me.

But I apologize anyway.

Keep doing. Come, come, come on.

So...

- Can we have supper?

- I'm busy.

- After supper?

- Bed.

OK.

Emilia...

Is joke.

I don't think so.

Come on. And...

That's no joke.

Nice?

Yes.

So smile.

Let's go on.

Bravo.

Emilia, it was marvelous. It was so

wonderful. You... Wasn't she wonderful?

Up these stairs and to the left.

Just one more kiss.

Just one more kiss.

It was so good. Now it's all done.

Emilia. You were so good.

- You were so good.

- I just loved you.

And there he is. There's Yuri.

Yuri, this is my sister Janina.

You got it? You're kidding me.

You got his autograph?

You were absolutely wonderful, dearie.

You were incredible.

That was beautiful...

Pick a feeling.

Envy.

Her life is just beginning.

It's not a very long one, Deedee.

I know.

Well, as long as it gives her what she wants.

It will.

It will.

Oh, Emma.

If only she knew everything we know.

It wouldn't matter a damn.

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