The Unattainable Story Page #4

Can we talk about

something else?

David is re-finding his soul.

He's gone to war,

for God's sake.

He went to jail.

It hasn't been easy.

But he's changed.

I created a character

like him.

Oh, he took a few wrong turns,

but everybody can

redirect themselves.

Okay, look.

Can I say something?

Hey, now that you're

not with Peter anymore,

could you please

pick a guy with substance?

Somebody who's got

his sh*t together?

Peter was a child also.

Who ever meets

a man of substance!

Oh, thanks a lot.

You know what?

I go for stories, not people.

And I really wish that

I could go for

someone like you.

Then why don't you?

Stories don't stabilize.

Stories takes scary turns.

Yeah, but the good guys

usually win.

In stories, yes.

In real life? No.

[Skene] We'll go from

page three.

If you wouldn't mind reading

for Alma?

It shouldn't be

too hard for you.

Okay, uh, let's begin.

Almshe...

Your innovative

German architect

is as you say,

unusually minded.

He has addressed his

love letter to me, not you.

But it is indeed

for you,

from Mr. Gropius.

Oh.

"Oh"?

Men are always

in love with you, Alma.

This I've learned

to accept.

I suppose it comes

with marrying,

uh, a beautiful woman

much younger than me.

But your being in love

with one of them...

No, no, no, no, no.

Gustav, it was just

we talked.

It seems much more

than just talking.

His pen moves along

with all the

passion of a French composer.

Gustav, I'm isolated here.

You work all the time.

You hardly notice me.

I would hardly say that

I hardly notice you.

Look.

I brought you

these presents.

[Jacqueline]

Are you sure it was Freud

you met in Lighton?

I was wrong.

I was wrong not to

ever give you presents.

Oh, and I remember

this piece you wrote.

I made notes for it,

um, to make it better.

Let me show you.

My composition?

I'm sorry, Alma. I...

I should not have.

But I have already thought

of a way to publish it.

You must forgive me.

Let me show you

that I am not

the insensitive man

that I have been.

That will be first.

Then we will see.

Everyone cannot change so,

so quickly, Gustav.

Yes, they can, Alma.

They can change.

[melancholy instrumental music]

"I wear perfume and lipstick

as I wait."

[Jacqueline] David says

he loves to solve problems.

Says it's why

he likes me.

[scoffs] Hmm.

But not even he

can solve the problem

of how long it takes

to accept the past.

What are you doing?

I'm just checking out

the ocean.

But I was at the sailboat

putting up the new mast.

Does the engine

work yet?

Most of the time.

Listen, I gotta hurry up,

'cause I'm going out

for my sauna.

I so admire those

rituals of yours.

Yeah, well, you didn't

admire them

when we were together.

Yes, I did.

It was something I could

touch down against.

Hey, I'm gonna be

around town soon.

Could I come visit you?

Sure. You wanna take a sail

when you're up here?

Okay.

Maybe.

How do you handle

the loneliness?

I keep busy.

Well, who did you go to

the movie with last night?

-Alone.

-You're lying.

That's a good answer.

You know, now that

we're separated,

you aren't gonna have to be

faithful to me for the rest

of your life, right?

Oh, I know.

Listen, I gotta go.

Talk to you later.

[sorrowful instrumental music]

[Jacqueline] Being alone

caught me off guard.

After 18 years,

it's not an easy

hole to fill.

[Skene]

But you were filling it.

It seems you had all

your pieces in place.

You had your Gropius.

It was a struggle.

[seagulls squawking]

[chuckles]

Okay.

Maybe.

Maybe I will marry you.

Oh, I know you.

You're planning to get away

as you say that.

I wanna grow old

with you.

What movie is that from?

Ah...

We should do stuff.

Do you wanna golf?

-Canoe?

-No!

Say something romantic.

All right.

Well...

We will come in

from the beach

when we're 70.

We'll make love,

then I'll hold you

like this,

and I'll tell you that

you're the love of my life.

That is pretty good.

I've got an idea.

Let's go for a drive.

[Jacqueline] I can't.

This is how

the pages add up.

David, I can't

help it.

I wish I had been born

an investment banker,

believe me.

Yeah, well,

judging from your finances,

so do I.

What the f***?

At least I'm working.

There's nothing wrong

with working.

I don't want to

feel guilty about it.

You know, watching over me

is not a profession.

You don't have to be so

freaking vigilant about me.

You need a job, too.

You'd be much happier.

You sure you're not

talking about yourself?

No, I'm not.

[ominous music playing]

[door shuts]

[Peter]

We fought all the time.

-No, we didn't.

-Yes, we did.

You know what that's

analogous to?

When I was a little boy

about five years old,

I loved Dr. Seuss'

The Cat in the Hat.

I had an illustrated book.

I loved it so much.

One day I got

a pair of scissors,

I cut out

all the illustrations

of the cat

until I realized

that I'd destroyed the book.

The very thing that

I'd wanted.

Your theater friends

didn't like me anyway.

I don't like all of them

that much myself.

But who cares.

So what are you doing

all the way up here

in Gloucester?

Just driving around.

"Just driving around"?

You're four and a half hours

north of New York

just driving around?

I'm visiting an old friend.

I see. Okay.

What's the matter?

Peter, I'm sorry.

I really am sorry.

Me, too.

Me, too.

- Bon appetit.

-Thank you.

Merci.

So what are you doing

down there in New York?

What are you writing now?

You know, I'm actually

writing a new play

about Mahler and Freud.

Why are you writing

about Freud?

I thought you were Jungian.

Mahler actually went

to see Freud, not Jung.

You know, I have to

stick to some facts.

His wife was

cheating on him.

so he went to see Freud.

Occupational hazard

of marriage.

Is that so?

May we have some

olive oil as well?

Thank you.

When are you

going back to New York?

Tomorrow.

How are you doing?

Listen to me.

You have some dreams

to achieve.

Whatever nonsense

you tell yourself...

No matter what nonsense

you tell yourself,

that's what's important

in your life.

Don't waste it.

[gentle instrumental music]

You know, I could never stay

with a woman if she didn't

have a musical speaking voice.

You know what?

That's interesting,

because I find that people

always listen

to female singers

when they really

wanna rage.

Rage inside.

[David laughs] Right.

Hey, let's dance.

Come here. Come on.

Oh, God!

Oh, sh*t.

Beethoven knew that

he had to get his music out

no matter what.

Before that

he could not die.

Maybe Beethoven just

needed money.

Money and talent have

nothing to do with each other,

you know that.

Why are you

getting upset?

I just hate how money

messes people up.

I mean,

look at yourself.

I mean, you lost

10 years of your life

to the pursuit of money.

I'm trying to

tell you something.

Okay, okay.

I get it, I get it.

That reminds me.

What?

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