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I didn't want to...

I didn't want to say anything that would

frighten her or cause her any confusion.

Well, after all,

I am much older than she is.

So in the end I hedged and

procrastinated and... obsessed over her.

And over the right moment to speak.

Next thing I knew

she was in love with that tenant,...

..that sensitive young man who

suddenly started occupying all her time.

Well,...

..one can see how

having Peter on the premises, just...

- - ..just the two of them for seven weeks,...

..how she could fall very much in love.

Never thought I could

feel this way after Karen died.

Hello?

Steffie! lt's your husband.

He says it's important.

Lane's changed towards me.

She used to get such a kick out of me.

She used to laugh at my jokes

and tell me how pretty I looked.

She's become so angry.

What do you think, honey?

This or the pink one, with the jacket?

- This one.

- You're the boss.

Hey. Hey!

Come here. Where you goin', huh?

Boy, oh boy! Am I lucky I hailed that taxi!

You're the only man I've known

worth marrying since Lane's father.

The others were just nothin'!

Just nothin'. And the proof is, when

they asked me to marry 'em, I said no.

- I'm the lucky one.

- You, lucky?

You inherited a machine

that's grinding to a halt.

Between my ulcers and

my gall bladder and my angina...

The whole is greater than

the sum of the parts. Remember? Hm?

Said the bishop to the showgirl.

- Sorry.

- No, come in.

- You wanted to borrow this pin?

- Oh, yeah.

But I've decided on a whole other outfit

so I don't think I'll need it.

- It's lovely. Where'd you get it?

- You gave it to me.

I did? What taste!

- Doesn't Diane look stunning?

- She looks great.

Try to have a good time tonight.

You don't wanna turn into a recluse.

I just really didn't feel up to

having people over tonight.

You have to learn

to put the past behind you.

What's done is done.

It's easy to say.

I know you wanted to go

to the movies with Peter.

Is he a good writer? I mean, seriously,

could he write my biography?

- Oh, Mom, don't be foolish.

- Foolish? I've been offered good money.

Peter's trying to write a serious book.

You shouldn't be distracting him.

God, he's always asking me

millions of questions.

I don't think your memoirs

are something you wanna make public.

Really? I'm not ashamed of my life.

Your mother was offered

quite an advance.

Then she should find somebody else

to write it. And leave me and Dad out of it.

I can't leave you out of it.

That's the part everybody's interested in.

You're exploiting an ugly situation.

You've become so touchy lately.

I mean, if your life hasn't worked out,

stop blaming me for it.

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