Wild Orchid Page #2
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and that would be a little much,|don't you think?
I'm Emily.
I certainly hope so.
I'd feel like a fool|if you weren't.
Do they go everywhere with you?
Almost everywhere.
See, I was kidnapped once.
I don't want to go through|the experience again.
That's awful.
For politics or money?
Money.
Strictly money.
Well, at least|it didn't frighten you...
into keeping a low profile.
If you want me to apologize|for being rich...
then I will.
I'm sorry.
We can take a bus.|I can get rid of the car.
Should I tell him to go?
I've seen that boy before.
Miles from here.
Something wrong?
I just like watching you walk.
Good evening, Manuella.
Hello. Welcome.
Hello. How are you?
Good.
Amazing.|I've always loved parrots.
He say, "Welcome."
No, it sounded like he said,|"Watch out," to me.
Someday, you're going|to tell your grandchildren...
how you were once in Rio|with a man with bodyguards...
who brought you to an old|converted slave quarters...
and had you walk|across the room...
in another woman's dress.
How do you know|this isn't my dress?
Because I bought it for Claudia.
And what makes you think I'm|going to have grandchildren?
Your mother said that...
you always planned on getting|married and settling down.
My mother?
I hope you don't mind.|I had my assistant call her...
and ask her|what you like to eat.
She said well-done roast beef...
mashed potatoes,|and creamed carrots.
So I took the liberty|of ordering for you.
You actually called my mother?
To mothers.
It must be the jet lag.
My emotions|keep getting away from me.
That's not such a bad thing.
We all have to lose ourselves|sometimes...
to find ourselves,|don't you think?
I don't know.
Sure we do.
Look around.
That elderly woman|at the next table...
the one with the bodyguards|that match her gown...
tell me about her.
What would it take|for her to lose control?
What do you think?
The wig.
Losing her wig|would definitely wig her out.
And what about them?
The couple in the white.
Are they happy or sad?
Sad. Definitely sad.
His or hers?
Hers.
And where did they meet?
A ski resort in Switzerland.
And he was the ski instructor?
Nope. He was there|training for the Olympics.
Then he broke his leg.
Was it love at first sight?
How did she know?
Because it was something|she never felt before.
The wedding night.
Tell me about|the wedding night.
Where did they go?
They went to a grand hotel...
on a tropical beach somewhere.
They made their reservations|by phone...
not knowing|it had fallen to ruin.
He hated it.
She liked it.
It made her feel...
What?
Decadent.
So he took her to their room?
Do you know what?
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