The Prince of Tides Page #2

If she's a shrink and a Jew,

you can't go?

I didn't say that. I'm just not

entirely sure I'd be welcome.

Savannah will probably blame me.

My children blame me for everything.

Do I detect a note

of guilt, Mama?

Don't give me that

psychological horseshit.

Why don't you just say it? I'm

responsible for all your problems...

...including you not having a job.

Let's hit way below the belt!

Don't pretend you didn't start this.

I just can't go right now. It's your

stepfather's birthday this weekend.

I can't go either. I gotta

wash out Sally's pantyhose.

I'm going to the cleaners.

Why don't you get a job

as a standup comedian?

It pays better than teaching did.

Which was far beneath me. Right?

Beneath your abilities, yes.

What do you know about my

abilities, for chrissake?

Just stop it, now, the both of you!

I'm sorry you're hurting.

You wanted to talk?

It can wait.

Let's walk.

Tell me what you're thinking.

I'm trying to calculate the exact

moment everything got so f***ed up.

I'm also worried the Braves

are gonna finish last.

I don't feel like laughing.

Oh, come on, Sally. Come on.

Do you know that this is the first

time you have touched me in weeks?

My life's a mess, Sally.

Our life's a mess, Tom.

Look, there's the Big Dipper.

I don't give a sh*t about

the Big Dipper!

Damn it, I care about us.

I care about why you keep

pushing me away.

I thought you said this could wait.

I've been waiting for two

years, Tom. Ever since Luke died.

I know how you feel about him.

I just don't know how you feel

about me anymore.

Don't take it personally. I don't

know how I feel about anything anymore.

God, you're pathetic.

Don't blame it on us.

Blame it on Con Ed!

Get this truck out of here.

Come on, I'm in a hurry!

I've got a doctor's appointment.

Hey, lady! What are you

honking at me for?

It was only my sister who could force

me to come to this God-awful city.

This city that roars down on you.

She loved it all.

The muggers, the winos...

...the bag ladies,

the wall-to-wall noise.

She loved it because it had nothing

to do with our childhood.

Luke and I hated it for

exactly the same reason.

You're-

Hello.

I'm Dr. Lowenstein.

You must be Tom.

Yes, ma'am.

Why don't you come in?

You can leave your things there.

Am I supposed to lie down on the couch,

or are we gonna make polite chitchat?

How about a cup of coffee?

Oh, we're gonna make

polite chitchat first.

Was that yes or no to the coffee?

It's a yes, ma'am.

Cream and sugar?

And you don't have to call me ma'am.

That's my good home-training,

and I'm a little nervous.

Cream, no sugar.

Why do you think you're nervous?

I get nervous every time my sister

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