Winter Passing

Yeah!

There are certain hours of the night

when I awake to the sound of a train.

It roars right through my apartment.

At times it feels as if

it will lift me out ofbed.

All that earsplitting thunder

and then silence.

- I'm alone, Exley!

- I'm gonna stop you.

Would you mind singing?

- Like a song?

- Yeah, like a song.

But I- I didn't prepare that!

- That's okay!Just go for it!

- Like any song?

Anything you like.

Whenever you're ready!

I don't know the rest! I'm sorry!

That's okay! That was great!

Thanks!

Take care!

You too!

Thank you!

Methinks there is

an air comes from her.

What fine chisel!

Could ever yet cut breath?

Let no man mock me!

For I will kiss her!

Oh, she's warm!

If this be magic!

Let it be an art lawful as eating!

Yeah, we just got done!Just now!

I'm in the dressing room!

No, my stomach's been f***ed up all day!

Valuables! See you tomorrow.

Hold on! I know we're winding down,

but the snow was clumpy again tonight!

- Oh, I'm sorry! I'll get it fixed!

- It's not your fault!

- You going out?

- Maybe for one, yeah!

I think I'm gonna head home.

I'm tired.

Sorry these are late, everyone.

Payroll had a computer glitch.

Reese, there's a woman out there

asking for you!

She said she'd wait by the stage door!

Very classy looking!

- Thanks, Ruthie!

- Thanks, Ruth!

- Reese?

- Yeah!

- Hi! Lori Lansky! It was a great show!

- Thanks!

The ending is so moving.

And that thief-he was just mesmerizing.

- Glad you liked it!

- Hey!

Hey! Hey, Ray, this is Lori!

- Hey, Lori!

- Hi, Ray! It was a great show!

- Thank you!

- Thanks! You're going to Niagara, right?

- Mm-hmm!

- Cool! See you there!

- Later!

- Bye, Ray!

There goes our thief!

So, can I buy you a drink?

- Um, who are you?

- I'm a book editor!

I, um, have to go meet our thief!

Well, can I join you?

It's this way!

Is this about my dad?

Sort of, yes!

- What's up?

- Not much!

- Staying out of trouble?

- Trying to!

- I'll get this!

- That's okay! It's on the house!

- Oh, thanks!

- Cheers!

So, about your father!

You want to know about

the, um, hidden manuscripts!

What he puts in his Cherry Coke!

If he finger fucks his pen pals!

All the deep, dark, spooky sh*t?

Oh, I can see the wolves

have already gotten to you!

- You people are relentless!

- He hasn't shared his work in almost two decades!

- Trust me-you're not missing out on much!

- Apparently there's a novel!

- I doubt it!

- The first two chapters were sent to his publishers!

Yeah, seven f***ing years ago!

It was 37 pages of crap!

There were so many spelling errors!

His editor thought he was trying to

capture the voice of an illiterate!

Well, I like to think that he's

working on his masterpiece!

Anyway, I'm not here about the novel!

Early in your parents' relationship!

There was a three-year

letter-writing correspondence!

Apparently-

and I'm sure that you know this-

your father fancied himself as

a rather angry American expatriate!

For most of their courtship,

he was living in the south of France!

Now, if I have my chronology correct!

Your father was writing

the early chapters of People's Park...

and your mother was completing

her degree here in the States!

At some point

before your mother's death!

Your father returned

her letters to her.

- Your mother arranged them in a box.

- And?

And left the whole collection to you!

And this is one of the letters?

It's a xerox of one

of the early ones, yes.

There are approximately 150 pairs!

- How'd you get the xerox?

- Your mother's brother!

- Uncle Dick?

- Richard was the executor of your mother's will!

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