Pollock Page #4

- Nothing.

You're doing more than that.

It's like a storm.

It'll pass.

You hear about Howard?

- Putzel?

- Yeah. He's dead.

Heart attack.

I liked Howard.

To Howard.

Yeah.

Here's to you, Howard.

Barb and I and the kids...

we're gonna rent a house

on Long Island this summer.

We want you and Lee

to come out there with us.

You gotta get out of the city

for a while.

I ain't doing no harm here.

Come on, Jack.

Let me take you home.

Lee's gonna be worried sick.

I'm doing no harm.

Take it easy.

I've had enough.

Take me in.

Deck of cards.

Binoculars.

I got it.

I want to get married, Pollock.

I suddenly want to.

So, either we marry

or we split, I think.

I love you.

I think you're a great artist.

I want you to paint.

I want...

very much to keep living

with you...

but I want that commitment

from you too.

You'll have to make the decision.

Who was that girl

you were so gaga over?

You know, the one

that played the banjo.

Becky.

Becky Tarwater.

You were so crazy for her.

I asked her to marry me.

- What'd she say?

- No.

You know that part of our lives...

that's supposed to be

so special--

that growing up part?

It was damn hell for me.

I think it's supposed to be lousy

so the rest is gonna seem easier.

Yeah. Only it isn't.

Daddy, Uncle Jackson,

come play with us.

- What are you doing?

- Where are you going?

Jackson, you want a sandwich?

We could move out here.

Leave New York?

It would be good for us.

Church wedding.

-Jackson, there's no need--

- Church wedding or nothing.

No family, please.

No family.

We'll need a witness.

May Rosenberg.

- And Harold.

- No Harold.

What church?

That's a good question.

- Come here.

- I'm coming.

You're gonna break your back,

Jackson.

Here. Hold this for me.

You can't find the keys?

Oh, come on.

Be careful.

Look at that.

This is good.

Come on.

I don't think I've ever

seen a fox before.

He was beautiful, wasn't he?

His coat was gorgeous.

I bet there's deer

around here too.

Guess I'll paint in the house.

- You're all set. See you next time.

- Thank you.

Howdy.

You're the fella

moved into the old Quinn place.

Morning.

You moved out from the city?

I don't blame you.

In a world where

they can split a tiny atom...

and blow up hundreds

of thousands of people...

there's no telling

where it's all gonna lead.

Best to find a quiet place...

do what you have to do.

You don't have to pay me now.

What's your name?

Jackson Pollock.

Thank you.

Well, we finally made it.

How are you braving the winter?

No coal, no hot water,

no bathroom.

It's like Jack to want

others to share the misery.

- He loves it.

- How's he doing?

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