Terms of Endearment Page #2

Can't you stay a little while longer?

I thought we were having

a real good time, didn't you?

Listen, don't go yet.

One more minute.

I've got something to show you.

No, really.

- Thanks.

- Good night.

- I bought you something.

- What?

A tie.

You didn't buy this for me.

You were worried about

how I'd look to your mother.

Stop being a quisling

where she is concerned.

Whenever I get happy,

you turn perverse.

- Buying this tie made you happy?!

- Yes! Yes!

I wish you could understand,

cos you really don't.

It made me very happy,

buying this tie.

I went to two or three places.

Then describing your jacket, knowing

it would match what you're wearing,

which, by the way, it certainly does.

I mean, it was fun!

It was a goddamn mardi gras and

you're too dumb to understand that!

I'm sorry. I'm being terrible.

Going to your mother's,

it makes me a little irrational.

Can I help?

Yes. Thank you, Flap.

Take this candle. I need another one.

- In the kitchen?

- Yes.

That looks great.

Who's that short gentleman?

Not that it's any of your business...

Just leave it at that.

What are you looking at?

She isn't there any more.

She'll be back.

I'm Edward Johnson, Aurora's friend.

Pleased to meet you. Vernon Dahlart.

God, isn't she something?

Here she comes.

I met her two weeks ago at church.

You might say she's God's gift

to Vernon Dahlart.

Then you like her?

Oh, no. Does it show?

Good food.

Well, this is what I used to serve

when I lived in Boston.

Vernon, you haven't said a word.

Is that right? I feel like

I haven't stopped talking.

I guess because

I've been thinking about you so much.

Can I suggest how to handle me?

Yes, ma'am.

Don't worship me

until I've earned it.

Thank you, ma'am. I appreciate

any advice you can give me.

Don't talk

with your mouth full, Vernon.

I wouldn't do that.

I just did it to make you laugh.

What's wrong with you?

I got some good news.

What's that?

I'm unofficially pregnant.

We haven't gotten the tests back yet,

but you know me, I'm never late.

Well...

I don't understand.

If you're not happy for me,

I'll get so mad if you're not happy.

Why should I be happy

about being a grandmother?

Does this mean you won't be

knitting any booties?

Flap...

Every time you get more than

two drinks in you, you confront me.

And I won't have it.

I won't have it,

not in this house. Excuse me.

Do you need some help?

No. I'll be fine

just as soon as I stretch my legs.

Oh, God.

Mr Breedlove.

You're bleeding.

Yeah.

It's OK.

Come on in.

No, thank you.

What are you afraid of?

Afraid?

Well...

Why not...?

Why not come on in?

Because you're much older

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