Lantana Page #3

You don't know how lucky you are|to have the marriage you've got.

And you're pissing|all over it.

( salsa music playing )

It's great your husband|comes with you.

Yeah.

- What about yours?|- I'm separated.

Ah...

- Can you tell?|- No.

No, you just have this...

- kind of look.|- What? Desperate?

No.|Full of potential.

Sorry I'm late.

- Jane, this is my husband Leon.|- Hi.

Yeah...

Instructor:
|Excuse me, everybody.

There is a salsa band playing|tonight and tomorrow at The Latin.

Leon. Sonja.

Are you guys coming?

I thought we'd have|a nice dinner together.

Come on. You can go out|to eat anytime.

I'd like to go.

- I'm kind of tired.|- Okay.

Sonja:
|I'll see you at home.

Bye.

- What was that about?|- Hey, she needed a partner.

- And you happened to volunteer?|- She chose me.

I'd never say|anything, Leon.

Nik:
Pete!

G'day, Nik.

How are you, mate?

Drove by to see Jane.|Doesn't look like she's in.

Did you see her tonight?

No.

You don't know|where she is then?

No, sorry.

How is she?

The last time|I saw her, okay.

That's good.

- How are you going?|- Good.

Good.

It's late.|I thought she'd be home.

Sorry,|I haven't seen her.

If there was something|I should know, you'd tell me?

'Cause...

if she's seeing someone,|I'd want to know.

It'd be easier.

Of course.

I hate this.

- Thanks, man. See you later.|- Take care.

So why did you|and your husband split up?

I don't know.|I just turned around one day

and I realized I was living with a man|I didn't love anymore.

- It was that simple?|- No.

But you knew that much.

Maybe my expectations|were too high.

You're a brave woman.

You are.|Most people settle for less.

I really like you, Leon.

Maybe a little too much.

But I'm--

I'm starting|to wonder just...

where this might go.

I'm still in love|with my wife, Jane.

Right.

Leon:
I'm sorry.

So...

I'm wondering why--

why have you been seeing me if|you're still in love with your wife?

I don't know.

It's not something|that I planned.

Look, Jane, I--

This doesn't have|to end badly.

Just go.

Jane:
Just go. Go.

It's twofold actually.|He thinks he runs the faculty,

but he hasn't published|anything decent since 1 985.

You seem preoccupied.

I'm having trouble|with a client.

I'm not handling him|very well.

Refer him on.

I find him|a little threatening.

Why?

I don't like...

- what he's doing.|- You're judging him.

Darling, you have|to refer him on.

I'll see you outside.

Excuse me.

I hate what's happening to us.|I hate it.

We don't talk anymore.

We lost our daughter.

That could have|brought us closer.

Do you think|about her very much?

Of course I do.

I just don't need|to write a book about it.

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