Altered States Page #4

at the medical school.

I didn't think anybody was doing

those studies anymore.

We did interesting stuff

in that tank in New York...

...for the months we played with it.

Maybe when l get back from Mexico

we'll get into it again.

Why not.

A terrific housekeeper she's not.

- They're getting a divorce, you know.

- Who?

- L don't know if they're actually-

- What are you talking about?

She and the kids are moving to Cambridge.

That's why this place is such a mess.

They're moving her stuff

into storage tomorrow.

Then she's going off to Africa

for a year with the kids...

...and he's going to Mexico.

When she comes back, she's gonna live

in Cambridge and he's staying here.

It's him wants the divorce, not her.

I'm surprised

they stayed together this long.

When did all this happen?

She just told me five minutes ago.

What about all those letters she kept

writing us about how happy they were?

Don't ask me. She's still crazy about him.

He's still crazy.

- Listen, Sylvia just-

- Shh.

Sylvia just told me

you're getting a divorce.

Well, we're getting separated.

We won't get to the divorce

until next year.

Well, look, I mean, I know

it's none of my business, but why?

You are married to a great woman

who adores you.

My God, if anybody has it made,

you have.

You are a respected

and an admired figure.

A full professor on the faculty

of the Harvard Medical School.

For God's sake, is that how you imagine

me? A respected and admired figure?

A devoted father? A loving husband?

I've also published nearly two papers

a year for the last seven years...

...and not a fundamental piece of work

in the lot.

I sit around the living rooms

of other young married faculty members...

...talking infantile masturbation:

"Who's sucking up...

...to the head of the department?"

"Whose tenure is hanging by a thread?"

Emily is content to go on with this life.

She insists she's in love with me,

whatever that is.

What she means is

she prefers the senseless pain...

...we inflict on each other to the pain

we would otherwise inflict on ourselves.

But I'm not afraid of that solitary pain.

If l don't strip myself of all this clatter

and clutter and ridiculous ritual...

... l shall go out of my f***ing mind.

- Does that answer your question, Arthur?

- What question was that?

- You asked me why I was getting divorced.

- Oh, listen, it's your life.

I'm sorry I even asked.

Listen...

...why don't l call Eccheverria

and we'll all go out and have some dinner?

As a matter of fact, Eduardo,

my year in India was disappointing.

Yoga is still a state-specific technology...

...operating in the service

of an a priori belief system.

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