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the answer is no.

All I'm asking is that you talk

to Theodore Cantrell

and see if you can

work something out.

You think I'm going to give up

Aspen or Hobe Sound

or summers here?

Forget it.

Anyway, my dear,

you know your mother

wanted me here with you.

You fooled her.

You never fooled me.

Hi. Anne Briscoe.

You must be Tony's stepdaughter.

Yeah. Olivia Lawrence.

Darling, could you send somebody

down to the cleaners to get my dress?

Alberto will be happy to do it.

What is the princess's problem?

A little b*tch.

Not only is Gateworth living

off my money,

but he's trying to run my life.

Unfortunately, my dear,

this office drew up the will.

Short of his remarrying,

there's no way to keep Mr. Gateworth

out of any of the residences.

Maybe I should just buy a house.

You already own eight, Olivia.

They're not mine as long as

he can come and go as he pleases.

Key money?

How much income does he get

from Mummy's estate?

228,000 last quarter.

If you were to marry, your husband

would be in the same situation

once you had a baby.

The child would inherit your estate.

Your husband would be generously

provided for during his lifetime.

Gateworth is getting a million a year.

He's not going to need key money.

Apparently, it's not enough.

He's usually in trouble

six weeks into the quarter.

How could he be?

You lose $112,000 in 3 days

in Atlantic City,

you can probably use extra cash.

Would it be legal?

Could he ever get back in?

Not if he signed a quitclaim

against his right of occupancy.

Let's try it.

I'll see what I can do.

You realize, though,

if he says no,

there's nothing we can do.

- Boy, you really like that movie, huh?

- I love that movie.

It's been ages

since I've been to the movies.

I feel like I'm 16 again.

Those were fun summers.

What are you gonna do?

I don't know.

Maybe I'll...

Graduate school,

maybe travel for a while...

Try and figure out what I want to do

with the rest of my life.

Do you remember

when we were 12?

The summer I taught you

how to sail.

Summer before that.

What you told your mom.

That we were gonna get married

when we grew up.

I guess some dreams don't die.

It's the wrong dream, Mike.

Youre right.

You little creeps, get out of here.

I'll see you on Friday.

- Bye, Tim.

- That was great!

That was boring.

- I didn't think youd come.

- I didn't think I was going to.

Well, youre right on time

to the second.

It's a little problem I have...

compulsive promptness.

I thought maybe

we could take my boat out.

- Great.

- Okay.

She's beautiful.

She's no Obsession.

But she was Daddy's pride and joy.

When did he die?

When I was 12.

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