You'll Like My Mother Page #3
- PG
- Year:
- 1972
- 92 min
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I'm afraid my imaginative son
had a tendency to exaggerate.
Kenny did turn out to be
something of a problem, though.
Of course, I haven't seen
or heard of him in years.
Get some rest now.
I'll call you at dinner.
Kathleen?
Do you want to come in?
It's okay.
Come on.
Do you know who I am?
I'm Matthew's wife.
Your brother's wife?
That's right.
Kathleen, come here, please.
It's all right.
It's all right.
Look, it's... it's just some glass
and it's just some perfume.
Look, I'll tell her I did it, okay?
It'll be our secret.
Kathleen, I am calling you!
You'd better go.
I did it and I'll clean it up.
Go on.
This is really more of a museum
than anything else.
Full of the relics
of the great Kinsolving past.
There are sleighs and carriages
in the coach house
that date back
to the turn of the century.
Matthew's grandfather built it
when there was still a family fortune.
The house is just about
all that's left.
And it's not of much value anymore,
on the edge of a dying town.
You don't have to give me
a financial report, Mrs. Kinsolving.
I'm not interested
in Matthew's estate.
Matthew had no estate.
Whatever there is is mine.
Look, it's getting late.
Don't you think
we should get started?
Are you sure you've had enough?
More than enough.
Good.
Kathleen, get our guest's things,
please, dear.
And bring my furs.
And now I shall tell you
why you will not come here
ever again, Francesca.
You met and married my son
in less than a month's time.
Well, you wrote me that yourself.
And you spent that last leave
with him,
the last two weeks of his life
that he might have spent with me,
would have spent with me,
as he did every leave,
every furlough, every moment off.
You robbed me of what was
the rest of his life,
and I'll never forgive you for that.
I'll never acknowledge you
as Matthew's wife,
and I'll never accept your child
as his.
If indeed it is.
I have only your word for that.
You know, in those last two weeks,
Matthew must've told me
a hundred times,
"You'll like my mother."
But I realize now
he never did tell me why.
Excuse me.
Kathleen, mother's going to take
our guest to the bus now.
Do try and clear the table
with as little breakage as possible,
will you, dear?
I'll go out and warm up the car.
You stay inside till I honk the horn.
No sense both of us
freezing to death.
Kathleen.
Thank you.
She probably sweeps
under the rug, too.
This desk was piled a foot high
this afternoon.
It won't start.
Couldn't we call a garage
and get someone over here to fix it?
No, the phone's been disconnected.
I scarcely hear even
with this contraption,
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