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Do you have some valid reasons for wanting a divorce? Excuse me.My sinuses are very sensitive to irritants. In the past five months,.I think Ive breathed freely, with both sides working, maybe a week total. I gotta cut this out. Its gonna kill me. I hadnt smoked for 13 years. I kept the last cigarette from my last pack. I said if I never smoke this One cigarette.Ill never smoke again, period. 13 years I kept that cigarette. Here. I had this little case made for it. See? 13 years. And then, one Thursday afternoon,.Barbara came to see me. And when she left.you know where I amif you change your mind.Barbara and Oliver Rose. youd have heard of em, except I keptwhat happened out of the papers. I think you should hear the story, though. It might matter to you. I wont start the clock yet. My fee is $450 an hour. When a man who makes $450 an hour wants to tell you something for free,.you should listen. They met. Great. They agreed on that. But, the way I saw it, the poor bastards never had a chance. It was the final day of the season in Nantucket. A noreaster was blowingthe last of the tourists off the island. The next item up for bidis an exquisite Japanese carving, circa 1700. A rare relief of a Shinto goddess, very richly detailed.- The intricacies of the Orient.- $10!I have $10 from the premature young man in the grey raincoat. - Do I hear 15?- 11.$11. Ladies and gentlemen, please, do I hear 15? - 20.- $20. I have $20, ladies and gentlemen. Do I hear 25 for thisexceptionally exotic item? - $30.- 31.$31. All right, I have $31, ladies and gentlemen. Is this my final offer?Ladies and gentlemen, 31, going once.- $40.- $40! 40. Do I hear 45? 45- 50. Five-0.- $50. I have $50. Do I hear 60? - $50, going once. Going twice. Sold. to the pretty lady in the white sweater.- Do you know how much its worth?- Doesnt matter. Im not selling. $250. Well, I guess I have a good eye. I gotta catch the last ferry.Wait a minute. Let me carry that for you. Here. Put this on.Oh!- I love the rain.- God, I love it, too. I know what youre thinking. Harvard Law, woo, woo, woo! But I got a scholarship. Im not rich or anything. Im brilliant. - What about you?- Im not rich or brilliant. - Where are you going to school?- Madison. I got a scholarship. Gymnastics. I dont know, though.My bodys getting kinda big. It looks, uh.Like a pendulum -the longer it is, the slower you move. My vaults and tumbling arent what they were. My strength moves are good.your strength moves?- I love Nantucket.Oh! Im gonna miss the ferry. - Thanks for walking me. Bye.- Wait! Whats your name?Barbara!Barbara! Wait a second! Ive got a great idea! -Im sorry! Im sorry!Never, never, never apologise for being multiorgasmic. I honestly didnt know I was. Oh, bless you!Bless you.If we end up together,.then this is the most romantic dayof my whole life. And if we dont,.then Im a complete slut. This is the story were gonna tell our grandchildren. - Uh-oh.Uh-oh!Its the return of the bald avenger.And a happy New YearWe wish you a merry ChristmasOn Sesame StreetOK, thats the sixth time. Now turn it off, honey.Merry Christmas, Bird.- Honey, give me those papers.- Say please.- Please.- No.- Where are they?- I dont got.- Nice try.- Thanks.Hello! Moms home!- Get over here, you squeezy! Squozy!Ohh, up we go!Come on, you.- All right.- Hi, honey. Yeah, now you go in that chair. Got it? Well, youre gonna go in this one, lady. - Hey! I got you.- Is that for me? - Theres green for you.- Oh, thanks. And its red for you. - Its not a good idea to give them sweets.- Oh, no. It is. I read that kids who are deprived of sweets and candies all the time,.they get obsessed by it and they turn out to be obese. Kids who get it all the time, its no big deal - they turn out normal. And. here. Being a waitress on Christmas Eves very profitable. - What do you think, guys?- Ah! Nice! I have to put it on the tree! Josh, look! What do you think? - Looks like tin foil.- No, youre right. It doesnt make it. Ill learn. - Lets go for a walk.- I gotta finish this.- Just a quick stroll. Come on.- Its freezing outside. Its snowing.Yes. And Im still asking you to take a walk. Why, huh? - Where are we going?- Just to the corner. Barbara, I have work to do. I cant be walking around here in the snow. OK, were at the corner. So what do you wanna do now? Walk back? - No, I wanna go for a ride in your car.- I dont have a car. - You got me a Morgan?- Yes! Oh, ho, ho! I dont believe it! A Morgan! A Morgan! - The cooks brother brought it from England.- Its got a little rust. Ill restore it.- How much you pay?- Its a present. I used my money.Your money is our money. Can we afford this?You are gonna be so successful, this may be our last opportunity to worry about money. Come on! Here. Get in. Its a right-hand drive.- Well, are you happy?- Im more than happy. Im way past happy. Im married. Sounds like a fairy tale, doesnt it? And it was.My father used to say: There are four things that tell the world who a man is. His house, his car, his wife, and his shoes. Oliver didnt have the house yet, but he was definitely moving up in the world. Hed only been with the firm six months.when he decided to have the senior partners over to his new apartment for dinner. He had his eye on the future. So did I. Pretty lady, lovely lady May I have this dance with you? Can I hold.Ah, what a night!Elke, Elke. Wait a minute. Were eating with elderly people now.Keep that closed.- Where you been? Come on!- Oliver, this is Elke. - Elke, this is Oliver.- Hi.Come on. Come on.Here is to Oliver and Gavin.for a job well done on Kentucky versus Brunswick Coal. Hear, hear! - Hell of a litigation.- Thank you. I couldnt have done it without you, Oliver. This man has a face juries cant help but believe. Gavin told the state attorney general that if he didnt settle,.next election hed be running as a gelding. Well, lets drink up.- Good night, Mom.- Oh! Good night, sweethearts.- Mom?- Yeah?Can I take some more dessert to our room?OK! Time for bed. Lets go.- Guess not.- Kiss. Kiss. - Good night, sweetheart.- Good night.- Good night, buddy.- Good night, Dad.Sleep well.I used to be chubby as a kid. Yeah.- Lets eat.- Yeah.Oh, my! Whatever flavour is this? No, dont tell me. Let me think now. Uh.- It isnt apples. - You make something with apples.- No. Unless you mean baked apples?- Prunes? No. Wait a minute. Um. This is a very special taste.- Raisins!- It isnt pears. Um. fresh fig with, uh. a little cognac.- Figs! I never would have thought of figs!- I never would have guessed.- Mm. Its fantastic, isnt it, Elke?- Mm-hm. Its absolutely spectacular.- Mrs Marshall, more wine?- Please.- Your crystal is lovely.- Thank you. - Its not Waterford.- Baccarat. Then we are paying our associates too much! Actually, we got it quite reasonably. Its. Its kind of an interesting story. Why dont you tell it, Barb? Well. we were in Paris.It was our fifth anniversary. Mm. Wed had lunch in this wonderful place in the market district, called the Pa-day Crishon. - Pied de Cochon.- Thanks.We were wandering around and we came upon the. .Rue de Paradis,.where the Baccarat has its factory and museum. I didnt know about this before I met Oliver. My mother bought her glasses at the A&P. You know, the kind with the raised flowers that always chipped off after a few weeks. - They were always yellow, remember?- Heh-heh-heh! Anyway, here we were in this immense room filled with all that Baccarat had ever made. A field of crystal. It was so. so pretty. I mean, I felt.whatever the word. And suddenly, from the next room, we heard the sound of glass breaking. Well, I looked at Oliver and Oliverlooked at me, and then. Oh, ye. No. Before that, there was this big, black limousine. Now, this is important. Well, before the limousine. To make a long story short, a couple had ordered a design for their anniversary. When it was ready, they were getting a divorce. The woman had smashed her half,.and I convinced the man to sell us his half cheap -just to spite her. Heh-heh-heh-heh! And, uh. thats our Baccarat story.Well, I think everybody had a great time, dont you?- To make a long story short, no.- Im sorry. you were just rambling on.Tell your own story next time you care so desperately what everybody thinks. Fuckface!- Theyre my bosses.- Theyre Gavins bosses, too. It didnt stop him from getting a footjob at dinner. Gavin doesnt care about making partner. He doesnt have a wife and kids. I do. You wanna keep living in this apartment? Because you do not buy a house on an associates salary. At least, not the kind of house that we want. OK, I care what they think. I care, all right? I care. Shoot me. And that phoney laugh. - Heh-heh-heh.- That was a genuine laugh.Heh-heh-heh-heh.OK. All right, all right! Maybe I overdid it. I was just trying to keep things going. God, I hope they didnt notice what a jerk I am. They never seem to. Dear Homeowner,.I love your house! If you ever consider selling,please. contact me. Barbara Rose. Mom! Im gonna be late for practice! Youve been doing this for a year and nobodys called. This is a great house. I love this house.Its a waste of time.I bet I get this house. Five bucks.Five bucks.Man.!- Hello.- Oh! I was just leaving a note.How kind. Please, wont you come in?All right.I dont believe weve met.- Barbara Rose.- Im Maureen.I dont remember Mother mentioning you, but she had so many friends.Oh! Oh, Im very sorry.Thank you. She went peacefully. What am I going to do with this old place? I just cant bear to put it up for sale and havea bunch of strangers tromping through it. If I could just find someonewho would love it as much as Mom did. Thats more important to methan whatever money we get for it. If you know anybody who might be interested.Can we go up and pick our rooms?- We can do whatever we want. Its our house.Who gets first pick? As if I had to ask.Oh, dont get scared. Well do it together.I just feel kind of strange. I mean, this house is so beautiful.and we live here. This is who we are? This is me?Mmm!- Ill be home early.- Where are you going?To work. I wish I didnt have to, but somebodys got to pay for all this. - Its Saturday.- Come on, this is a great day. You got the fun part! Kitchen first.Everything was working for the Roses. Let me restate that. The Roses were working for everything. Over the next six years, Oliver dug in.Made senior partner. The kids lopped off 70, 80 pounds. And Barbara laboured seven days a week.to create the perfect home that Oliver always dreamed of. Not easy for a girl who grew up drinking her milk.from glasses with chipped, yellow flowers. There were a million choices.and she sweated every one of em. She refinished all the tables herself. It took six months to get the floors exactly right. A hundred Sundays to find the perfect Staffordshire figures and plates.that she put over the fireplace. When you work that hard on something,.eventually you have to finish and face the awful question: Whats left to do? - Are you working?- Yes. Is it important?Yes. Kind of. I hope so.Stephanie Mayes called to say thank you for dinner the other night. She said the pt?I made was so good I should go into business. So I asked her if she really meant it and she said she did,.so I took a pound over to her and collected $35. Id almost forgotten what it felt like to make money.- You sold liver to our friends?- She paid me in cash, Oliver. Somehow that felt different from the money I get cashing a cheque. It made me feel like. trading in the Volvo on one of those.four-wheel drive things with the big,knobby tyres and the 200-horsepower engine. So I did. Im gonna pick it up tomorrow.Thank you so much for telling me. And you think that you. need this?I mean, the Volvo was a fine car. - Ill pay for it with my own money.- How much does it cost?All right, I know it was kind of crazy but I just. wanted it, OK?25,000.So you only have to sell 700 more pounds of pt? Maybe I will. Maybe Im starting a business. - But if you dont want me to, uh.- No. No, no, no, no. you do it. Do it. Do it. Im doing it.Wait a minute. Wait one minute. I do not understand. Whats the, uh. .whats the attitude?I told you I would handle it.Yeah, and I didnt see anything happening so I went to Ed and I set up the interview.- I would have done it.- Yeah, but sometimes you need a little push. We all need a little push. We agreed that, if youre doing this liver bit,.we would need someoneto take care of the house, right? Right, Oliver. Right again.Oh, come on. Lets not argue, OK? Just think about it for a minute! If you dont want to interview the lady, I will send her home. Im only trying to make your life easier. Somehow the thought of a stranger living in my house just seems weird, you know? Doesnt it? I dont mean just for us, but for you, too. - Oh, but then I guess you do this all the time.- No, no. I try this as a means of finding room and board and a little money. Im also attending a few classes at William and Mary College.- But that wont interfere with my duties.- Well. Thats great. Im happy for you - really. - So, do I get the job?- The fact is, Susan, I dont need a live-in. This was my husbands suggestion. I have raised two kids on my own and now theyre about to go off to college. - They were both accepted at Harvard.- Mm, thats a nice school, too.Thanks.So anyway, itll just be Oliver and me here at home. Although I am getting going my own catering business. But lets face it, I dont need to work for the money. And that does not make me one of these women who is married to a successful man.and has dedicated her life to him and her children.and then has to validate herself as a human being, because her children are leaving her,.by studying photographyor opening an art gallery.or going into interior designin her husbands office. No! I have a wonderful house, crammed with beautiful things. I did this house myself. I did a great job. Not that I am necessarily a slave to materialism. No. But I am proud of what I have accomplished,.although I suppose some people find my lifedisgusting. Disgusting is too strong a word. No, I would not say that many people would respect the choices I have made,.although women would. Women like me. But then I dont care what they think because I cant stand who they are. What Im trying to say, Susan, is that I dont need a live-in. Well. thanks for the interview and good luck, and God bless you.I would like you to understand.that, if I were to hire you,my life would probably change. you would be this new element in the house. Well.Let me show you where your room is.Hey. Hey! Hey, Bennie. Dumb dog. Hey, Bennie!- Come on. Lets see if hell go for it again. Bennie! Hi-yah! Yeah, dumb. Oh, the Bennie boy. The Bennie-Bennie-Bennie boy. Yes. Hes the best boy. Hes the best boy! We love our good boy. Hes a good boy! We love our Bennie boy. Yes, a pretty dog! Hes a pretty dog!Rose residence.- Susan, is that for me?- Its for Josh.- Are you expecting a call?- Jason Larrabee said hed confirm lunch. Im trying to land him as a client. The word around town is hes up for a Cabinet post. I wish hed call. He will. Did you get a chance to look over that contract for me? - What contract?- On the consulate luncheon Im doing. - Oh, yeah. No, but Ill read it this weekend.- OK. No. No, not OK. I have to sign it tomorrow. I gave itto you last week, but its probably fine. - Ill read it now.- Oh, no, dont bother. No. Get it.Sure.What? What is it?Its a fly. Whered it go?On the fridge.Stay upwind of him. Aha! How about that?Not bad, huh?- I admire your technique.Mr Larrabee, hi. How are you? No! No, no, its not too late. Could you hang on just one second while I use the other phone? Thank you. Yes, sir. Im looking forward to that, too. No, no, no. Course youre not bothering me. Lawyers, we never sleep. Heh-heh-heh! Im available to you, sir, 24 hours a. Who left the appliances on in the kitchen? It sounds like who knows what! I must have hit some switches when I was cleaning up. You know how that can happen. I got great news. Lunch is on tomorrow with Larrabee. Im gonna meet him at his club in Philadelphia. Hes mine! Look how crazy you are about yourself right now. - Im sorry.- Dont apologise. I live with the assumption that all guys owe an apology to the woman they live with. Youre so full of shit.So, wheres that little contract of yours? Maybe I can up your price, huh? Where is it? - You sure its all right?- My fees going up. Better get me while you can afford me.- I dont want you to read it.- Let me have it. I got you and Im not gonna let you get away!Let me go. Let me go! Let go!Let go of it! Let go! Ah, Jesus!You think youre pretty strong, dont you?What the hell is wrong with you?If youre with a woman for any length of time, eventually youll ask her that question. If she doesnt answer, thats trouble. And when trouble begins, it comes at you from directions youd never expect. Oliver was a sitting duck. I think youre gonna be very well served by our firm,.especial