In Name Only

HOOFBEATS:

You won't catch anything that way.

Well, I might.

Not any fish.

I'm not trying to catch any fish.

Oh.

Just doing this for the exercise,

a test for keeping my temper.

Well, it's lucky you weren't

trying to catch any fish.

Oh, yes? Why?

Because...I hate to tell you this,

but there haven't been any fish

in this stream for 20 years.

Well, why didn't you tell me

that in the first place?

I didn't want to stop you.

I like watching you.

You know,

there's something about men.

I don't know.

Have a cigarette?

No, thanks.

I don't want one, either.

How about a sandwich?

I have some, thank you.

That's what I mean.

How about offering me one?

Oh, all right. Have a sandwich.

You've got enough of them.

Are you expecting company?

No. I have a big appetite.

Good.

I like people with big appetites.

Well, I can truthfully say

I've eaten well.

You certainly have. Four sandwiches

to my two, and half my cake,

to say nothing

of criticising my fishing.

Mm-hmm. I'm sorry about lunch,

but I'll bring it tomorrow.

Tomorrow? Sure. Look, uh...

What do you do? Do you do anything

for a living?

Commercial artist -

design women's clothes

and draw for a fashion magazine.

Really? Are you good at it?

Do you make a lot of money?

Enough to support myself

and my daughter.

You have a daughter, huh? How old?

Five going on six.

Hm. What's your husband like?

He died four years ago.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I've got to be getting back.

So do I.

Well, goodbye, Miss Eden.

I enjoyed this. How about you?

Mm-hm.

See you tomorrow, huh?

Yes, I'll be here, Mr...Walker,

isn't it?

That's it. So long.

So long.

Want a cigarette?

No, thanks.

Neither do I.

Do you realise we've been here

an hour without smoking?

I was just thinking that.

We haven't said much, either.

That's all right, isn't it?

It's fine.

Conversation's just a nervous habit

with a lot of people.

Do you know

what we ought to do tomorrow?

Tomorrow? Hm.

I'll bring you the car,

show you the Indians.

Indians?

Real Indians. Branch of the Mohawk.

Should we take, uh...

By all means. Good.

Right now, it's time for her bath.

Will you drive us home?

That was the intention.

Hey, Ellen. Hey! Wake up!

Oh, hello. Hello!

I had a nap, I guess.

You sure did. You slept like a log.

How does a log sleep?

She defeats me again.

Mr Walker is going to drive us home.

You're not supposed to call him

Mr Walker.

He wants you to call him "Alec."

That's right. And Mother wants you

to call her "Julie."

I heard her.

Hm-mm. What else did you hear?

That was all. Oh.

After that, I went to sleep.

Well, you're a very nice girl.

I'll let you hold the reins.

That was the intention.

JULIE LAUGHS:

LAUGHTER:

Hey! Whoa!

Whoa!

LAUGHTER:

Come on! Come on!

Ah-ah. Here.

This is the way.

How did you know that?

Oh, I used to own this house.

I didn't know that.

Sure. I'll tell you all about

it tomorrow.

Oh. Tomorrow? Mm-hmm.

Bye, Ellen. Bye, Alec.

Run on and tell Aunt Laura

you're back for your bath.

Want to come in and watch?

Well, no. Not right now.

Bye.

Bye.

Nice kid.

Oh, my sketchbook.

Oh. Well, I'll give it to you

tomorrow.

I want to look at it again,

see if you really are any good.

Oh.

You're not worried about it,

are you? Not a bit.

Goodbye, Julie.

Goodbye, Alec.

Who was that?

Just somebody we happened to meet.

Name's Walker.

What have you been doing

all afternoon?

What have you been doing?

We had lunch and...well, you know.

Yes, I know.

All right. I picked him up, or he

picked me up. I'm not sure which.

It was all pretty raw.

I shouldn't be surprised

if he drank or even worse.

Oh, I'm sorry, but you're always

so suspicious.

Whenever you see a man, you think,

well, you know.

Your husband died

while you still had faith in him.

Maybe if he'd lived longer, you

would have had your eyes opened.

Laura, other women have divorced

their husbands

just as you did Phil,

and for the same reason.

But they managed to keep a sense

of proportions.

You don't know what men are! You

don't know anything about them.

Underneath you're still as romantic

and full of illusions

as any schoolgirl.

What's wrong with romance and

illusions if you can keep them?

You'll find out...some day.

Hi, stranger!

Hi, Dave.

Oh, mine host!

Hi, Archie.

Alec, darling. Where have you been?

Hello, Suzanne.

Looks as if your spouse is soused.

You might at least stay

and talk a minute!

I only came to your dull party

to see you.

Oh. Well, here I am.

We're dining out, but I could

get away early.

Afraid not, Suzanne.

I'm all booked up.

Hello, Dad.

Good evening, Alec.

Well, how's my very nice mother?

Good to see you, Alec.

How are you, Ned?

Fine, thanks.

Well, how are things in town?

If you would come into town,

you'd know.

Didn't you remember Maida was

having people in this afternoon?

Oh, well, you know how I feel

about parties, Dad.

I don't, any more than I know how

you feel about your work.

Oh, well, they seem to get along all

right at the office without me.

Alec...

your mother and I have been

very worried about you lately.

Isn't there something, well...?

You used to confide in me,

but lately, I feel that...

There's nothing, Dad.

Well, we don't spend

many weekends with you.

You might have arranged to be here.

Sorry.

It doesn't matter if

Alec had things to do.

Hello, darling. Too bad

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