Lantana Page #2

Nothing.

Well, he's--|he's a mate of mine.

Then do him a favor|and stay out of it.

The baby's sick?

Yeah.

( Leon moaning )|Sh*t.

Oh f***...

- Don't stop.|- Here.

- ( Leon groans )|- Leon?

- Oh f***.|- You're all right?

What is it?|What is it?

It's nothing.

- Should I call--|- No, no.

- Just--|- Should I get a doctor?

I get this pain|in my chest sometimes.

You should have told me|you have a weak heart.

I don't.

I don't want to have|an affair with--

I don't have a weak heart,|all right?

This is not an affair, it's|a one-night stand that happened twice.

Oh sh*t.

Sorry.|I didn't mean that.

Do you worry that we don't|make love very often?

No.

I don't really think|about it that much.

- Why not?|- I love you.

Whether we make love three times|a week or once a month

does not|really change that.

Doesn't it?

- Is this a test?|- No.

It's just-- I want to know|what you're thinking.

Why do women always|want to know that?

You're up late.

Yeah, I'm trying|to finish this.

You want one?

I've got one.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Just had a sh*t of a day.

Stopped off and had a drink|with Claudia.

Yeah, I know.|I phoned her.

I didn't know|if you were working late.

All right.

F***! F***!

You f***ing stupid bastard!

What the f***|is wrong with you?

Would you f***ing look|where you're going?!

F***ing idiot!

F***!

Oh f***.

Hey! Wait.

Leon:
|Are you all right?

Sorry.|Here's your bag.

Leon:
Jesus.

( man sobbing )

- What happened?|- I fell.

- Are you all right?|- It's nothing.

Let me look.

I'll be all right.|I said I'm all right!

Man:
|I keep thinking about her.

Are you feeling guilty?

Do you think I should be?

It doesn't matter|what I think.

He feels manipulated by her.

How?

She's very needy.

Are you trying|to justify his deceit?

No, I'm trying|to understand it.

- It's complex.|- Mmm-hm.

But isn't it still|an act of deceit?

No marriage|can be based on that.

Most marriages|are based on that.

You think you know what goes on|in most marriages?

What? Because I'm gay,|I can't have an opinion...?

- It's not what I was--|- She's not the victim in this.

She chose to marry him.

Not knowing he was gay.

There's knowing,|and there's ''knowing.''

What do you mean?

I think some women|like to live the lie.

It's easier than dealing|with the truth.

Maybe she loves him.

But so do I.

Then he has|to make a choice.

Unless one of us withdraws|from the contest.

Is love a contest for you,|Patrick?

Patrick?

Yes.

Sometimes.

What happened to your head?

I bumped it on a clothes line.

Listen...

thanks for last night.

I'll lie for you|to anyone, except Sonja.

I don't want|to lie to her again.

Fair enough.

Why are you trying|so hard to f*** up your life?

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