To Each His Own Page #6

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Miss Norris is here for you.

- You should not go upstairs.

- Come on, Jodi.

- Alek, I'm about a child...

- Yes, it's just a miracle.

- I should have taken this child.

- Yes, Mrs. Ingram was saying...

- and she gave it to ME.

- Listen...

- And I already bought the necessary things.

- I will be glad to pay everything that you bought.

- Things not to do - this is my child.

- John.

You do not know what we went through, Jodi.

I was not there when it happened.

Jodi!

Two hours ago I did not

know if Karina would die...

or lose his mind.

Come with me, I'll show you something.

Do not say anything, please.

- Alek?

- Yes darling?

Go look at him.

Bell Ingram came here...

I imagine how you feel.

I just will not leave it.

It's all for a while.

Not for long?

You do not think I'll

give it to him, right?

As soon as Karine gets better...

I'll take it back.

And what do you say to Karina, Jodi?

I'll tell her that he's mine. I

will tell everyone that he is mine.

- You will not tell anyone, Jody.

- You're worried about yourself.

Do not think about me. At my age,

this scandal does not matter.

If you're worried about my reputation...

You're already grown up. And I'm not

worried about you, but about this child.

- He is mine.

- I have to do with him, too.

He is my grandson, and he does not

have to pay for your mistakes.

This child should not be compromised.

If the townsfolk of this town

guess that it's yours...

this kid will not have life here.

- I can not refuse him.

- You must.

No!

Imagine how they will whisper:

"This illegitimate kid."

"It's Miss Norris's baby." He

has no father, and never was."

Do not.

Jodi, honey, you do not have any choice.

And you know it.

If you do something...

it will only get worse.

Are you here, Jodi?

- Who's there?

- Alek!

Mr. Norris... Karina sent me.

When she found out that you gave her a

baby, she asked me to tell you something.

If you want to visit this baby - our

doors are open to you at any time.

Karina is very kind.

Poor Karina. You do not know what

it means to lose the first child.

I hope that you will never know it.

They named him Gregory Strez Pearson

in honor of Karina's father.

And I came up with an abbreviated name:

Grigzy.

His birthdays and all Saturdays...

that's what I lived for.

When was his nanny's day off.

- You know what it is?

- Menuet Paderewski. [Ignacy Yan Paderewski - Polish composer]

I try to repeat the play

of Paderewski himself.

We will study the interpretation of Mrs.

Cravent...

Exercise in every free moment.

This is Alec's idea.

Otherwise people can stop buying a piano...

Baby, that's my baby...

Like this.

He smiles, then he loves music.

Of course he does. After

all, he has a great taste.

He would not have been so happy with

the plastic from the gramophone.

Turn it over, turn it over.

Stop whirling, Grigzy Pearson.

Rinsed like a small trout.

Did you put the baby on this bed?

When I filled the tub.

- He swallowed the pin.

- No!

I secured her diaper, and now she's gone.

- Open or closed?

- Open.

We should not panic.

It's all your fault.

I love him more than anything in the world.

"But not as much as I do."

Yes, you love him very much.

I'll never allow you to come again.

Never, never, never!

Enough to chat!

He needs to take an X-ray.

- Hey, what's wrong?

- Gods allowed Grigzy to swallow a pin.

Is your car in place? We must

immediately take him to the hospital.

- Look at this kid more closely.

- He did not feel anything yet.

Listen, you overdo it. I myself

could not swallow a pin.

- But the baby can.

- Enough talking. Go.

There is no need to go to the doctor.

I myself can extract this pin.

- You?

- Do you have strong nerves? Come closer!

One two Three...

And it turned out!

Oh, Gregory Pearson. I

thought we would lose you.

Grigzy!

Disperse, girls. Let me hold my son.

Come on, buddy. They say

you're all scared to death?

Do you want me to show him how he likes it?

Let's go, Grigzi. Oh,

Grigzy, dear, let's go.

Come on. Grigzy. Come on. Come on.

Here's the path...

- Can you, Karina?

- Of course.

Here on the path runs a girl,

yum, yum-yum, yum-yum...

But behind it runs a guy...

jabadi, jabadi-ja.

It's time for the baby to get dressed.

Yes, as soon as we finish running.

Let them play, Karina. It's so funny.

It seems you both know better

than me what's good for a baby?

It's time for him to get dressed and eat.

What is with Karina?

I'm too sensitive to her child.

I know that it is.

I'd like to apologize. Good-bye, Alec.

Didn't you stay for dinner?

Better not, not today.

Good night.

- Hi, Jodie Norris.

- My Tilton!

- Why are you working so hard?

- No over what.

- Let me have a look.

- No, you will not be interested...

You're too big a girl to keep a diary.

- I thought you left the business of a salesman?

- Exactly.

"Then what are you doing here?"

I'm coming back from Canada.

I was 40 miles from Pearson

Falls and decided to visit.

Very nice of you. But, all the same, why?

It's very simple - I

often thought about you.

Are you married? Is it beautiful,

as before? And are you still here?

Despite everything.

But this is just a crime.

- Is this Mac Tilton there?

- Yes.

- Pry it, that it looks good.

- He is sick?

Well, old man, you look great.

Can not be?

It feels like I was moved by a truck.

Are you talking about this guy who went

here and bought up vacuum cleaners?

No problem, I brought it here

and put it next to the door.

It's good. [Laughing]

You have to relax.

- Good to see you, Mac.

- Mutually.

What will you do when you're gone, Jodi?

I'll sell a store, pay off

my debts and look for a job.

In this hole?

I look forward to my friends Pearson,

they have a factory producing pianos.

Do not count on it. The piano

is no longer on track, Jodi.

The factory will close

in the next two years.

Go to New York, here's the place for you.

I do not know anyone there.

But this is not true... You are familiar

with a very influential person.

Oh, Mack!

Did you notice my "wheelbarrow"?

Come on.

Yours?

Oh, Mack, how beautiful!

Yes, she's mine.

In the world, everything changes.

And you do not notice anything here.

Oh, Heaven, Mac. What do you do?

I'm a promoter type.

Probably, you advertise

something wonderful.

I call it "Lady Vivienne Cosmetics".

Elegant, yes?

- Are you the owner of the company?

- I'm Lady Vivienne.

Listen, little one. You're

coming to New York, are not you?

I'm not leaving here, Mac.

Come to New York, where

the money is spinning.

Money... You do not know how nice and

nice to have them in your pocket.

They warm the soul and make

other people "obedient".

Money. The waiters begin

to stretch out before you.

And in the theater you can

always find great places.

And even the suit in the cleaning

will be processed neatly.

Money. And I'll give you all this.

All I love is Pearson Falls, Mack.

You mean you have a boyfriend here?

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