Water's Edge

( gasping )

Molly. Molly!

Molly!

Hey. Good morning.

Are we there yet?

Hell, you woke up just in time | for the ribbon-cutting ceremony.

So this is home.

Well, it wasn't much | to begin with.

If you remember, your dad built this | as a hunting retreat at first.

Then towards the end,

he just sort of became | a full-time resident.

Just like us.

Listen, I'm no expert, but wouldn't | a couch in a headshrinker's office

be more comfortable?

Well, she's not the only one | who needed change.

My God, people still use | those things?

I like to hear what I'm typing.

I get into a rhythm. | It's like music.

Well, a broom will clean my porch, | but I'll take my leaf blower any day.

Ah, always kept it here,

right over the fireplace.

- He kept it clean. | - Oh, yeah.

He took care of his property. | If he owned it...

- he took real good care. | - Yeah, except his liver.

Yeah, well... there's that.

I found the water pump. | Do you think it's...?

Okay, give it a try.

( engine starts )

Thanks for your help, Byron. If there's | anything I can do, don't hesitate.

You shouldn't have said that. | I might want to collect.

- ( engine starts ) | - Now, take care.

Mommy, Mommy.

Mommy, Mommy.

Place looks good. | Shaping up, huh?

I was thinking tomorrow | I'd start up on the book.

Maybe take the Underwood | out on the boat...

try pounding out a few pages | on the water,

fishing for some new ideas.

That was a joke, you know.

More of a pun, really.

What was?

The "fishing" for the--

never mind.

You should come too. | You should...

bring a blanket, | spread out on the dock.

It's warm out, you could catch some sun. | It would be good for you.

There's still a lot to do | around here.

The roof's not going to fall in. | You can take a little time off.

Don't you think we've had enough | time off in the last two years?

But we just got here.

I don't want to argue.

- ( dishes clatter )

Let's not confuse ourselves. | We're not here on vacation.

This isn't a break from our lives.

This is our life.

I don't want to think about what | could've been or should've been.

- We're okay, Moll. | - We're broke, Robert.

Well, I can't argue with that.

( motor starts )

( typewriter clicking )

( gun cocks )

Shit!

No, no, no!

Shit!

So...

my day sucks so far.

- How about you? | - I'm going to need more water.

The turn-carriage on the Underwood is, | shall I say, faulty?

You think the way | those things are built

you could drop it off | a 10-story building

and it'd still type out | "War and Peace."

She demands I be gentle with her | if I'm going to poke at her all day.

I was going to boil | some of that brown rice,

maybe heat a up a few cans | of black beans.

How about duck? | You know, Chantrelle's

has claim to the finest | Duck Fricassee

in all of New York's grandiose | French fare.

But... you ain't had nothing | until you're picking buckshot

out of a red-bellied mallard.

Would you put that away? | Please. You don't--

Relax, Molly. | This thing hasn't been used--

( shell clatters )

What's going on?

What?

Molly, did you load this?

If you want rice, | we're going to need more water.

- Where are they? | - What?

- Let go of me. | - Where are they?

All right!

It's not what you think.

No, I'm sure it isn't.

10 years living together | in the city,

you don't even like to carry | pepper spray in your purse, Molly.

And now--

what? I mean, are you curious? | Do you want to know how to?

- Robert! | - No, hold this.

Hold it, Molly!

She carries five.

One in the chamber, | which you already know...

- four in stock-- | - Stop it!

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