Lantana Page #4

Do you think|I did the wrong thing?

I just wanted the whole...

world to know.

Look at me, John.

Look at me.

( bird chirping )

Nik:
Come on, kids.|We're late for school.

Paula:
|Watch the road.

Come on. In you get.

- Nik:
Goodbye, love|- Paula: Bye, Derek.

( baby crying )

Hi.

Hi.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

I'll pop around|after work.

Okay.

Claudia:
Hey, Nik.

You want coffee?

Yeah, sure.

Pete was over|last night.

How is he?

Not good.

How's the job hunting going?

Are you guys|all right for money?

- Yeah.|- Yeah?

'Cause if you need some money,|I'll be more than happy to--

No.

I know Paula|wouldn't take it.

She's doing|extra shifts now.

You sure there's no bill|you want to clear?

It's fine.

- The offer's there.|- ( baby cooing )

- Thanks.|- It's all right.

Why didn't you wake me up?

I thought you could do|with the rest.

- I'll go have my shower.|- Actually, I've got an early start.

- I'll only be 1 0 minutes.|- Just take your own car.

- Come on, wait for me, please.|- Jesus.

Sorry.

I have a lecture|tonight anyway.

So, you'll be home late?

Yeah.

Bye.

I think|he's having an affair.

He's distant,|preoccupied,

like he's holding something|back from me.

What would you do|if he was?

I--|I think I'd leave.

Yeah.

And does that|scare you?

Yeah.

I'm--

I'm middle-aged. I don't know|what it's like out there.

You know?

And I have these two...

beautiful boys.

But I--

I would survive

if I had to.

I like being this age.

And I--

I like the lines|around my eyes.

I don't know|if he does, but...

I do.

It's not that he might have slept|with another woman,

you know?

It's that he might|not tell me.

That would be|the betrayal.

Do you still love him?

( cell phone rings )

Assistant:
Valerie?|Patrick Phelan is here.

Give me a minute, okay?

- You don't like me, do you?|- Is it important to you?

Would it make a difference|if I were straight?

I don't have a problem|with your sexuality.

But it is a problem that I'm having|an affair with a married man.

You must stop trying|to make me the subject.

It's just another form|of defense.

I'm curious about|your role in this triangle.

My role?

I'm a respite from a marriage|that's gotten too hard.

How?

He takes refuge in me.

- In what I offer him.|- What do you offer him?

Sex unencumbered by need.

Why doesn't he leave her?

Good men don't know|how to leave their wives.

Good men|or cowardly men?

He told me that making love|to her was like

trying to fill|an empty well.

What did you say?

What?

- You said something to me.|- No, I didn't.

- Yes, you did!|- I didn't say anything.

- You heard him, didn't you?|- This is bullshit--

- Bullshit?|- Yeah.

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