Heaven Sent

BILLY:
God, they say

that You are Love.

( voice echoes )

If that's true,

I sure could use

a little of You right now.

MAIRE:
I know I've had

my doubts,

but right now, I am so confused.

If You are out there,

I really need to know.

BILLY:
I just don't know

what to do anymore.

BOTH:
I don't

know how to reach her/him.

MAIRE:
If You could just

send a little sign.

Something.

Anything that will give him

the strength to let go.

BILLY:
to hold on.

( straining )

Oh, come...

( straining )

BILLY:
I could pretend that

I'm some sort of expert,

but why?

I mean, I'm not embarrassed

to admit

that I just spent

the last nine years

in a marriage, and never

once knew what I was doing.

I hope your homeowners'

is paid up there, Billy.

( chuckles )

Hey, George.

Glory! How many lights

you got on the old casa?

Well, I tell you.

However many it takes.

( laughs )

Wait till you see what

I'm getting ready to do

with this evergreen tree

right here.

Yeah?

What do you got for me today?

Oh, I got two

for you today, Billy.

One's a Christmas card,

and the other one's from

a Haggerty and Kaufman.

Haggerty and Kaufman?

Yep.

Billy! Careful!

Geez, that was something!

You okay, Billy?

Huh? Are you sure?

That was a heck of a fall.

Yep.

I'll be off then.

Here's hoping your day

gets better.

Attaboy.

BILLY:
The divorce papers that

George delivered that morning

made me feel like

I'd been hit by a truck,

which reminds me

of an old truism.

Nobody ever gets into a car

thinking they're gonna crash.

I guess the same

can be said about marriage.

It's like I always knew

disaster could strike,

but I always thought it would

happen to the other guy.

Then I realized,

to all the other

people in the world,

I am the other guy,

and it was my turn to crash.

Deck the halls

with boughs of holly

Fa la la la la la la la

'Tis the season

to be jolly

Fa la la la la la la la

Don we now

our gay apparel

BILLY:
Look at 'em.

Clueless fools.

Don't they know

what they're getting into?

I mean, sure,

we've all heard the vows,

but do we really

get the meaning?

Can I help you?

For richer...

MAN:
Spare change?

For poorer.

In sickness...

And in health.

Till death do us part.

But what happens to

all those promises, hm?

Are they just words?

Empty amulets of hope

against a false reality?

You ask me, Harry Nilsson

said it best in a song.

"You're breaking my heart,

you're tearing it apart,

so forget you."

And I cleaned that last part up.

MAIRE:
First of all,

you should know

that I agree with almost

everything Billy has said.

Once upon a time,

Billy Taylor was my best friend,

my lover,

and my business partner.

We were good.

No, we were great together.

But then, somehow,

everything started to change.

Slowly but surely,

we started to change.

- What's this?

- A better number.

I can tell you weren't too

impressed with our last offer.

You're definitely

getting warmer.

But I'll need to talk

to Billy about this.

Why am I suddenly worried that

you're not too sure about selling?

I'm sure.

Billy isn't.

In fact, he's actually

downstairs right now,

so maybe we can

pick this up on Monday.

Basically, Miss Reed,

we started Poet's Walk

with one purpose in mind.

That was to remember

that special occasion

even if you don't.

- Or can't.

- Exactly.

And you know how

a will or a trust

has an executor?

Well, we are the executors

of well wishes.

You mind if I ask

why Billy doesn't wanna sell?

I mean, what if he says no?

Oh, he won't.

Don't get me wrong,

Billy's my partner,

and I want his blessing,

but I started Poet's Walk

11 years ago.

Well, here's my cell

in case you need to talk.

Letting go isn't easy.

How did you know

Billy and I are breaking up?

Uh, at the, um, risk of

looking completely insensitive,

I didn't. I thought we were still

talking about the company.

( chuckles ruefully )

We were...

until we weren't.

Sorry. Life has been

kind of a cluster lately.

It's all starting

to blend together.

While we're on the subject,

I've been through that, too.

So my offer to talk

still stands.

Billy.

- Oh, hey.

- Sean.

Sorry.

I thought he was here to run

an audit, not a marathon.

You can be

such a charmer sometimes.

Really? I was going for rude.

I'll try harder next time.

Seriously, what is he

still doing here?

You know why he's here.

And you're still listening?

He just upped the offer.

A lot.

Fine.

Tell him to up it again.

Here you go.

That's our life.

Your call.

Wow!

That was very easy for you, huh?

But then again, I guess you

already know what it says, huh?

You don't have to be

so mean, you know.

This is not what I want.

I don't want this.

I don't want a divorce.

I want you.

Billy, please.

We've been over this

a thousand times.

Well, let's go over it

a thousand and one.

We have become

two completely different people.

Maire, we've always

been different.

That was one of the things

I loved about our relationship.

You love the fact that we're

nothing alike anymore?

No.

I love the fact

that our differences

didn't matter.

I loved that we loved

who we are.

Right now, there's

this massive irritating factor.

- Everything that I do gets under your skin.

- And everything I do is wrong.

Like dismantling the company.

Our marriage.

You're right.

You're wrong.

Look me in the eye.

Hey. Look me

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