Ellen, I don't do business
this way.
You know what you asked for
and you know what it costs.
Get back to me.
Ellen, pick up.
Ellen, are you there?
Mom?
Mom?
Hey babe, it's 4:00, where
are you?
Mom?
Call me.
It's 4:00, p.m.
Time to get up.
♪ There was a farmer had a dog
and Bingo was his name-o ♪
♪ P-U-N-G-O ♪
♪ P-U-N-G-O ♪
♪ P-U-N-G-O ♪
♪ And Pungo was the name-o,
of the traffic cop's dog ♪
♪ Oh ♪
Mom?
♪ Wake up, sleepyhead,
get on up and out of bed ♪
Come on.
Slow down.
Hi, David.
Hi.
Hi.
Hey... hey...
Hi, hi!
Are you hungry?
Look, I really appreciate
this on such short notice.
At what time you gonna
be back?
I don't know really.
Eat, eat.
Where you going?
To work.
Why?
To buy extravagant things
for my wife.
Excuse me.
Um, I'm gonna leave you my
mother's number, just in case.
Down on the play...
Are you watching this?
I'm getting schmeared,
I got money on this game.
Cute.
You're late.
I can take a bath faster
than you can get off the phone.
No, I'm with you, Myron.
Vivian just walked in.
Tell him to just meet us
there.
Huh?
No, just meet us there and we'll
go someplace later.
Congratulations.
Hi.
Hi!
Oh, we just had the best idea.
Well--
I'm not going to
Atlantic City.
Listen, just listen.
No, Myron and I are throwing
you your first anniversary
party.
Hey, ain't that
a little silly?
Well, you shouldn't have told
everybody you got married.
We didn't tell anybody,
you did.
Why are you getting married?
You're not pregnant, are you?
I never let a girl get
pregnant.
You never leave a forwarding
address.
I'm leaving this
conversation.
Hey.
Okay.
Bye, David.
Bye, Mom, see you later.
Okay, bye.
Bye.
Mmm...
Well, I thought this would be
too frivolous for you.
Don't people dress anymore?
One for the lady, another one
for me.
Well...
Here's to the life of a smashing
journalist, and one hell of
a guy...
Me.
Excuse me.
Ah, your new wife has just
agreed to edit my new book.
I'm happy for both of you.
Scotch and water, please.
So, how's business?
Slow.
Well, that's what Senate
investigations are for.
I'll be going to Washington
first thing in the morning.
What?
You didn't tell me you were
going.
Just didn't get a chance.
Cheers.
Gotta go.
Call you tonight.
I'll be back tomorrow,
in the evening sometime.
It wouldn't hurt to eat
something between now and then.
Hey!
Shh...
What?
She never
show up.
Shh...
Good evening, Hotel National.
Uh, yes, uh, Ezra Goldstine,
please.
Thank you.
One moment, please.
Hello?
Who's this?
Simon Katz, who's this?
Simon, is this your room?
Of course it's my room.
Who are you looking for?
Who's this?
Who is this?
This is Vivian Goldstine.
I'm looking for my husband.
Actually, this is his room.
I guess I fell asleep in the
boss' room.
Yeah... thanks.
Oh, God, I'm so embarrassed.
Good evening, Hotel National.
Yes.
Simon Katz, please.
Thank you, one moment please.
I'm sorry, they've asked not to
be disturbed.
May I take a message?
Yeah, you can tell him his
wife called and says that she
hopes he's having a good time.
Certainly.
Is there anything else?
No, wait, never mind.
There's no message.
Stop it.
Come on.
Come on, serve it!
Good sh*t!
Come on, gets me mad.
He's a good boy, but not our
responsibility.
He needs good food, clean
clothes, someone to watch him.
You must speak to your daughter.
She doesn't listen to me.
I see.
Bye.
Where are you going?
To work.
Why?
Look, I know I don't have
a right to ask you to do any
more than you've already done,
but do you think you could just
watch him until I can find my
daughter, until I can talk to
Ellen?
This is a surprise.
You're a lot bigger than the
last time I saw you.
You just sit right here.
I have to go to a meeting now,
so, you just be a critic and you
tell me how you like all these
books when I get back, okay?
Okay.
He looks like something
out of Dickens.
Come on, come on.
You sit here, and you stay here.
I'll be back.
Hi, this is Ellen.
Please leave your name, number
and a short message and I'll
get back to you.
Thanks a lot.
Bye.
Damn it.
Language unbecoming of a
grandmother.
She's letting me stew.
She's blaming me for the wreck
she's made of her own life.
Isn't that always the way?
Oh, grouch, four down.
"Crab".
Crab...
Oh, good.
Well...
Well, what did you think of the
books I left with you, did you
like them?
Over here, bud, in here...
What was your favorite?
David, pile those books back
where you found them, would you,
please?
That's not what we do with
books.
Come here.
David, come here.
Come here.
Did you read any of these
stories?
I can't read.
You're seven years old.
Don't you go to school?
Not always.
Do you have to go to the
bathroom?
Mm-hmm.
Well, you go find one.
Hi, this is Ellen.
Please leave your name, number
and a short message and I'll
get back to you.
Ellen, this is your mother.
I want you to know that this is
the most base, irresponsible
crap you've yet to pull.
I appreciate your letting me
know the new depths to which
you've allowed your life to
sink, but I'd like you to get
your self-destructive ass over
here and take your child home.
I want my mom.
Oh, God.
I want my mom.
I want my mom.
David...
I want my mom!
I want my mom!
I want my mom!
I want my mom!
Oh!
Go away!
Are you all right?
Go away!
Good heavens, what's happened
here?
Are you all right?
Is that blood?
Do something about it.
What the hell is this?
I have no idea.
Where is she?
Hey...
Hey, hey...
I'll catch up with you, then you
can tell me all about it.
Ellen...
has done the most...
Ellen.
Hi.
I'm Ezra Goldstine,
we've never met.
You know, Louis Palone blew the
light-middleweight title in '48
ramming his fist through his
wife's bedroom door the night
before the fight.
Ruined his hands.
Never fought again.
This might sting a little.
David, do you have any idea
where mother might be?
My mom takes dr*gs.
That's why she goes away
all the time.
That's why I'm small and I don't
concentrate like other kids.
That's why I can't read.
What do you usually like for
dinner?
Ice cream.
I can heat you up a
casserole.
I want ice cream like him.
Give it to him.
I can't--
I can't do this again.
I can't find myself sitting up
all night waiting for the morgue
to call.
You're overreacting.
I'm sure she'll turn up.
It never matter what I said
or what I did.
Once she started taking dr*gs,
I lost her.
That-- that person who was once
my child just-- just turned into
somebody else and there wasn't a
damn thing I could do about it.
Come to bed.
Are you sorry we got married?
I always get married.
Are you?
Come on.
Come here.
For 25 years, you cheated on
Charlie to be with me.
Me, I cheated on everyone to be
with you.
What did you think you were
gonna get, a gold watch?
Come on, kid.
Laugh it up.
These are the jokes.
Come on...
Come on...
That's it.
That's it.
Here you go, ma'am, thanks.
Okay, I'll tell him.
Simon!
Who was that?
That was your wife.
She said she'll meet you at
the restaurant.
Fine.
What?
You're not my grandfather,
are you?
No, I'm not your grandfather.
Come on.
Come on.
Hello, Goldstine Properties.
For some reason, I've kept a
lot of old junk back here.
A-ha!
Come here.
What is it?
This is what I wanted to
show you.
That's your grandfather.
And that's Grandma?
Yeah.
Grandma sure was a good-lookin'
girl, huh?
She still looks good, but...
Where were you?
Around somewhere, I imagine.
Baltimore on the phone
for you.
Here.
Come on.
Wait here, I'll be right back.
Who the hell would steal
from me?
Who the hell would be stupid
enough to steal from me?
Simon, get your ass in here.
I'll fax over a letter
requesting verification of--
Fax him?
Hell, I'll tear his throat out!
I know it's a misunderstanding.
Whenever we catch him stealing,
it's a misunderstanding.
No, I don't want a check for the
difference when he says,
I want a check for the
difference when I says.
Tell him by Friday.
No, don't fire him.
I like people working for me who
owe me big.
Just tell him 40% interest,
then phone me back and tell me
what shade of green he turns.
What time is it?
6:35.
Hell, I'm late.
But I want you to go over there
and get those books now.
All right.
Don't bring them back here,
put them someplace safe.
All right, all right, don't
worry about it.
We just made $60,000, why do
you look like you're gonna pee
in your pants?
I'm late, I'm late.
Wait 'til you hear what
happened, you won't believe what
chutzpah there is in this world.
Where's David?
What?
David.
Hey!
Hey, hey!
Get in.
Back where we came from.
Last time I saw him we were
in here.
How you doin'?
Hey.
Please, come in.
Excuse me one minute.
There is a law about the manager
entering the tenant's apartment
without permission.
What have you got there?
Ah, just a coffee cake.
My husband likes that.
You know, my grandmother used
to make something like that
every single Friday.
She called it a babka.
Yeah, this is babka.
Excuse me.
I'm not supposed to do this.
You haven't seen my daughter?
No.
Look, I know you're... you're
doing me a very big favor and I
promise you that there won't be
any trouble.
Okay, let's go.
Ellen, I don't do business
this way.
You know what you asked for and
you know what it costs.
Get back to me.
Ellen, sugar...
Ellen, pick up.
Ellen, are you there?
Hey, babe, it's 4:00,
where are you?
Call me.
Ellen, this is your mother.
I want you to know that this is
the most base, irresponsible
crap you've yet to pull.
I appreciate your letting me
know the new depths to which
you've allowed your life to
sink, but I'd like you to get
your self-destructive ass over
here and take your child home.
Mrs. Levinson?
Would you like some babka?
I didn't hear you come in.
I don't know where Ellen is
or when she's coming back.
I know.
After all these years, I'd like
to think of us as friends.
We are.
Then you ought to know that
I'd never leave you when you
needed me.
So you can go ahead and count
on me.
And while you're doing that you
can give me some more money.
Clutch...
It's a clinch.
Oh, clinch?
Yeah, use that jab.
Yeah, use the jab!
Jab him!
Get out of here!
Get out of here!
Come on, I can take you with one
hand tied behind my back.
And he comes back!
Whoa, whoa!
The fighter's in, and he
fights, and it's almost over.
Listen, I'm here to watch a
fight, not to get in one.
Okay, okay!
Okay, well, that's it.
I mean, does it tickle or
does it tickle?
Okay, come on.
Okay!
Oh, yeah!
See?
Oh, yeah!
Oh, man, he's going for it.
He's going for it.
He punches like he's going
for it.
So, does it look like a lost
weekend or has she blown for
good?
I'm just glad you're better
at this than I am.
Better at what?
David.
You understand him.
You know how to be nice to him.
Don't get excited, I'm nice
to everybody.
Yeah, until you kick 'em in
the teeth.
That's right, until I kick
'em in the teeth.
You said it.
Hey... listen, baby, Ellen's
pulled one over on you and
you're all bent out of shape
about it.
But don't take it out on me.
Remember, I'm on your side.
Thanks.
It's nothing.
Just a force of habit.
Honey...
I think you overshot your mark.
All we have to do is find this
woman and give her her kid back.
Tell me, Ezra.
Do you just plow through life
slicing things up to suit
yourself or do you ever feel
anything?
Pain, remorse, anything?
Oh, so, that's what this
is about.
Well, I'll tell you a little
something.
I can't help it if you come home
one night and it's time to go
off on some kind of guilt trip,
doesn't mean I have to go with
you.
Well, fine, let's just go to
Alfred's party and get it over
with.
You'll get to Alfred's and
cheer up soon enough with him.
But right now, you have to talk
to me, and I don't have
any regrets.
I've done it all just the way I
said I would, and I haven't
promised anybody a damn thing,
and I don't know what you're
talking about.
Well, let's just say this is
the first sobering experience
I've had in a long time.
Sobering experience?
And what exactly is that?
No, really.
No, I'd like to know, please
tell me, what is it?
Is it something like a hot
flash?
Oh, go to hell.
Well, then, like what?
Like being your wife is a
sobering experience.
Oh, for 25 years I was a
prince and now, I'm a sobering
experience.
Well, when Charlie was hanging
around your neck you sure as
hell were glad to see me.
When Charlie was alive, I
took up with the first, most
convenient diversion that came
along.
Oh, I see.
And that would be me.
We're a terrific pair, you
and I.
Yeah, well I think you can
just go to Alfred's party alone.
Ezra...
Ezra.
Maybe this was all a mistake.
Maybe this whole marriage was
a mistake.
We may very well have to look at
that possibility.
This can't be everything.
No, it's not everything.
But it's all there is for now.
It all happened a long time ago.
I don't see how I'm supposed to
remember every damn thing I did.
Perhaps you could fill in some
of the blanks.
Oh, shut up, Alfred.
Well, you're in a bitchy
mood.
So, tell me.
How's that gangster you married?
Ezra's not a gangster.
Excuse me.
Mobster.
Say, I wonder how many poor,
punch-drunk fighters he's robbed
blind.
Why don't you ask him?
So, what did he do?
Did he call you from a Friday
afternoon poker game?
"What are you doing this
weekend?
What do you say you and me go
get married?"
What are you, wife number six?
Six is a good number.
It's right after five, just
before number seven.
I think it suits you.
I'd say you wear it well.
Yeah?
Yeah, you can bring it in.
Poor Charlie.
Took him years to catch on to
his old pal Ezra.
I was always feeling sorry for
Charlie.
I thought you'd stopped
drinking, Alfred.
I suppose you would have done
the same with me.
Really, I'd lay off the booze
if I were you.
Charlie's father liked you
well enough, didn't he?
What, he gave you Charlie's job
as a wedding present.
I've always meant to ask you...
Is it a good job?
Your father-in-law had a very
high opinion of you.
I want this finished by
Christmas.
Sure angel, sure.
All right, whoa, whoa, anything
you say.
Say the word.
You know, you've still got
great legs.
Even if I have to sober you
up to do it.
Oh, don't start that with me.
Drunk or sober, I've never
missed a deadline in my life.
Yeah, well, I hope tomorrow
morning you remember you
said that.
Well, don't just sit there,
stiff as a board.
Hey...
I remember you...
Stop.
When you were nothing but a
stupid, skinny kid.
Will you stop?
And believe me, you're no
angel.
Be careful of this, it's my life
right here.
I'm sorry.
You look tired.
Thank you.
How's Ezra?
He's gone to Washington.
You know, with the architects
and the District of Columbia on
his back, to do a project like
he has in mind, I'm surprised
he does as much of it as he does
from here.
Nice try.
Next time I see my husband I'll
tell him you gave it your
best sh*t.
Well, what are you gonna say?
Coffee.
Do you have what you want me
to sign?
This will hold you for 18
months, or until Ellen shows up.
Well, and what then?
Well, it's up to you,
sweetheart.
What the hell does that mean?
Oh, it depends on how or if
you care to tangle with your own
daughter.
You can't blame yourself,
Vivian.
It's too much of everything.
They don't know what they want.
Like we know what we want.
Sign the last page.
Always...
Mazel tov.
You're now a temporary guardian.
Thanks.
Well, what's this, only one
in the welcoming committee?
Is Ezra coming back?
I bought you a jacket.
Come on, stand up.
I liked him.
Great.
Yeah, well, I think this is
gonna work.
Yeah, here we go.
It's very handsome.
Now you can play outside
and you can be warm.
Isn't he ever coming back?
Here's the tag.
Are you gonna find my mom,
so she knows where I am?
I think she knows.
Why did Ezra leave?
Go outside and play, huh?
Are you ever gonna leave?
No.
I'm never gonna leave.
Hello.
Ellen?
Ellen?
Ellen, is that you?
Oh, Ellen.
I'll see you at 3:30.
Okay?
Hey.
Good.
And rolled their...
...terrible...
eyes and--
Eyes and...
And...
showed...
Showed...
their...
Their...
And the same word.
Terrible... cl...
Claws.
Claws.
But Max stepped into his
private boat and waved good-bye
and sailed back over a year and
in and out of weeks and through
a day and into the night of his
very own room where he found his
supper waiting for him,
and it was--
It was still hot.
Hot, it was still hot.
Okay.
I wish that when I went to
sleep I turned into a vicious,
incredibly strong monster that
wanders the night b*ating up all
the bad people and then I wake
up myself in the morning.
How do you know you don't?
Am I ever going to go back
and live with my mom again?
You want to?
Maybe she can come here and
live with us.
And you can take care of her
too.
Do you miss your mom?
Do you?
Mm-hmm.
Good night, kiddo.
I love you.
Good night.
Good night.
That's the way to do it.
See how you can spread that
all over.
Try not to go all on the edges,
that's it.
Hi.
Hi.
Hi.
Hey, uh, happy anniversary,
Mr. Goldstine.
Ezra.
Ezra.
Mike Santucci, Ezra.
Yeah, I know.
I'm flattered.
Don't be.
Mike's recently taken over
his uncle's management firm.
I know.
You know, we got a new
fighter I think you ought to
take a look at.
Any time you guys want me to
come down, I'll take a look
at him.
As a matter of fact, he's
fighting in Vegas tomorrow
night.
Myron and Sophia are coming.
Why don't you and your wife come
along?
Well, I don't have that much
to do with fight promoting
anymore.
I'm more into commercial
development-- Washington,
Baltimore, that sort of thing.
Ezra.
Ezra, I promise you it'll be
worth the trip.
At the very least you'll have a
great time, and I'll have you
back early Monday morning.
This is my wife, Vivian.
Oh, hi.
Hi, we met... yeah.
Yeah, earlier.
Hello again.
We're going down to Vegas for
the weekend.
The two of you should really
join us.
You'll have a terrific time.
Mike knows how to take care of
his guests.
Yeah, you should come.
It'll be fun.
That's right, it'll be fun.
I don't know.
Well, I'm not going
without you.
What, are we tied to this kid
for the rest of our lives?
It's been a month already.
Is this it?
Is this how it's gonna be for
the rest of our lives?
I can't even think straight.
We hardly ever go out.
I come home, we eat dinner--
a whole production in and of
itself.
We do homework.
We go to bed.
Another production.
Let me tell you...
I've come a long way without
raising a kid.
And I didn't wait this long
to start.
What would you like me to do?
All right, then tell me this.
Why is it when Ellen was the
same age, living in the same
house, going to the same school,
and on top of it you were
married to her father, you could
still run around with me?
"Las Vegas?
Sounds like fun.
Chicago?
Pick me up at the office.
The Plaza?
Meet you there at 2:00."
I don't need this from you,
Ezra.
I'll tell you what.
You come to Vegas with me
tomorrow and I'll get some poor
yutz to marry you.
Turning us into a legit
operation has taken something
out of it for you, obviously.
How was your party?
It was very nice.
How did it go?
He's been asleep a long time.
Good.
Well, good night.
Good night, Sarah, thank you.
Good night.
Good night, Sarah.
Ow!
Ow!
Take it off!
Take it off!
Ahh!
How can you stand it?
I don't know.
I gotta work this thing out.
Will you just let me do that?
Okay, let's calm down.
If I never see Santucci, his
fighter, or the state of Nevada
again, it will be too soon.
But finally, we're together.
Finally, we thought we'd be able
to take off in a minute and do
whatever we wanted.
And then from out of nowhere--
I know.
Okay.
♪ You bring me
sunshine ♪
♪ On rainy days ♪
♪ You bring me luck... ♪
What are you doing?
It's our anniversary.
I haven't even danced with you.
♪ You bring me pizza ♪
♪ And you deliver
for free ♪
♪ But what you do best ♪
♪ Is bring out the best in me ♪
♪ You bring a smile
when I get mad ♪
♪ I see your face ♪
♪ I'm so glad ♪
♪ Without you baby ♪
♪ Just wouldn't know
where I'd be ♪
♪ Yes what you do best ♪
♪ Is bring out the best
in me ♪
Watch out.
Careful.
Close the door, David.
What is he doing?
He likes to sit in the
closet.
I disappeared.
Where did he go?
My goodness, where did David go?
Why, he must have vanished into
thin air.
Did you see that, Alfred?
Where could he have gone?
My, my, my, my, my, my, my.
I do hope he comes back.
You were always the most
unlikely candidate for
motherhood.
No one was ever asked to take
a vote, Alfred.
You know what is interesting?
Your being in the same house,
Charlie's house, with both me
and Ezra.
Alfred...
It had just the right sort of
bohemian weirdness when it was
you, me and Charlie coming out
here to work, but this is
different.
Alfred, I know writing your
autobiography has put you in a
reflective state of mind, but I
really would appreciate it if
you would just censor those
reflections for the benefit of
certain parties.
You mean no dirt in front of
the kid.
But I thought he disappeared,
a long time ago.
Yeah!
The rain is melting the snow
away.
Your move.
I'm bored.
Isn't this fun?
No.
Uh!
I'm going to die in five
minutes or so.
Haven't you found something
to do yet?
Hi.
Hi.
How are you today?
Great.
Listen, we were just
wondering if David would like to
come over and play?
I got you!
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Oh, no, I broke my own whip.
You baby.
Was...
Was that man your grandpa?
No.
What is he?
He's just Ezra.
Where's your dad?
I don't have one.
Everybody has to have a dad.
I don't think I do.
My mom never got married.
Well, where's your mom?
I don't know.
Well, who do you belong to?
I mean, where's your home?
I'm a free agent.
All right!
I could take you with one
hand tied behind my back.
I'll drop a b*mb on you and
blow you into little, tiny
pieces.
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
What you got there?
Ever flown in an airplane
like this before?
How old do you think I am?
A million and a half
years old.
Why you...
I'm just jazzing.
My dad's gonna come and b*at up
anybody who starts with me, Bud.
Your dad?
Yeah.
You know, Jake, when I was
your age I didn't have a dad
either.
What happened?
Well, he didn't like it here.
So, he went back to Poland.
Why?
Because he was a Pollack.
But you...
You got nothing to worry about
because I'm here, and I'm gonna
take care of you and Grandma.
And Alfred?
Oh, he can take care of
himself.
Hey, come on.
Let's read the paper.
Okay.
Okay.
Start there.
Pr-ice...
Right.
Price con-trolls...
Yes!
Oh, a party.
Love a party.
Ooh, ooh.
Of course I was being a little
ironic there, wasn't I?
Oh...
I thought I'd dress for dinner.
Oh, lovely.
Lovely, really.
Marvelous.
Chin-chin.
You've really got to read
Alfred's manuscript.
Whoever comes up with a title,
wins a prize.
What's that?
Crap.
I'll think of something
appropriate.
"The Great Fraud".
Congratulations.
You win the gallon of black
coffee and a cold shower.
We're all frauds, aren't we?
Speak for yourself, but
remember, there's a child at
the table.
Whores...
Whores and mean, dastardly
scoundrels, spending their
twilight years counting their
gold and bouncing some poor kid
on their knee, to make up for
all the whoring and degradation
they've brought on themselves,
and everybody they've ever laid
a hand on!
Did I hear right?
Have you come into my house and
called my wife a whore?
Who are you?
Who the hell do you think
you are?
I'm just an old friend of the
family.
Oh, I've outlived one husband.
And I'm sure I'll be around when
you've moved on to the next
poor, unfortunate object of your
affections.
I'm sure you've got her picked
out already.
You're nothing but a pompous,
old, washed-up drunk.
You don't know anything.
You don't know anything about
us!
Hey.
I know more than you would
ever guess.
You didn't finish your
dinner.
You're nothing but
a pompous...
Is Ezra speaking up for us?
He thinks he is.
Then he is.
You and Ezra, you're...
you're buddies, huh?
Mm-hmm.
And you know something else?
I actually feel sorry for you.
I don't need the sympathy of
a glorified street thug.
Oh, don't be so sure I won't
throw you out of here.
What are you doing?
I'm reading Alfred's mail.
What?
Sit down.
Now, don't get me wrong.
I don't care if you had the hots
for this yutz.
Maybe you still do.
But this interests me.
He's got a ton of these.
All letters from you.
This one is July 2nd, 1974.
"Dear Alfred, it seems we can't
complete a conversation without
one of us running to leave town.
But it's important you
understand that you cannot
depend on my ever leaving
Charlie.
I won't because too much of my
life revolves around him.
I am sorry for the unhappiness
I've caused you and for the
jumble of promises we've made
that must go unfulfilled.
Forgive me.
Vivian."
Oh, coffee, coffee, coffee,
coffee.
Breakfast already, hmm?
I cooked.
Cooked?
Yes, so you did.
You were fighting with Ezra
last night?
Was I?
Yes.
Yes, I suppose I was.
I like Ezra.
I like my grandma, too.
Good, good, so do I.
Then you shouldn't say bad
things to them.
No, you're right,
I shouldn't.
Then don't do it anymore.
Okay, all right, okay.
Hey, just relax, relax, hmm?
Let's just eat.
Look, I'm sorry, um...
Um...
What's your name?
David.
I'm sorry, David.
I didn't mean to upset you.
Did Grandma and Ezra do
something bad?
No.
Is it bad that I live with
them?
No, no, no.
Now, look, I didn't mean
anything.
I've known them for a long time.
Sometimes you say stupid
things, okay?
Do you have any kids?
No.
Why?
I don't know.
Just never did.
I guess it would have been nice
to have had a little boy
like you.
After all, you can cook.
Blow that blow and make that
sound.
Oh, God.
Yes!
Speech, speech!
Happy birthday, boychick.
Bye, Viv, see you tomorrow.
Bye, David.
Bye!
Bye!
Bye!
Bye, Viv.
Was that a party, or what?
Hey...
What's the matter?
Down in the mouth?
Too much ice cream and cake?
I had too much ice cream
and cake.
Do you think my mom knows
it's my birthday?
Maybe she'll call.
Seeing as I'm feeling extra
generous today on account of big
Jake here turning the big eight,
I thought maybe I could be
persuaded into takin' the two of
youse to the movies.
How about it?
Come on.
Let's go.
Phone hasn't rung all night.
What are we gonna say to each
other, Vivian?
You gonna call me cruel and
irresponsible?
Unfit, maybe?
An addict?
Oh, God.
I'm sorry.
It's okay, it's okay.
It's okay.
I want to take David home
with me.
I don't know.
Um...
Look, I'm off hard dr*gs now.
Yeah, I'm back in town.
I'm gonna hit all the publishing
companies for a job.
You know, get my career back
on track.
I've come to take him home
with me.
Oh, God.
I love you more than anything in
the world.
And the worst of it was the--
the feeling that I had lost you.
That I had you, then I lost you.
Sitting here, I feel like
a kid.
You're a grown woman.
I remember being, uh, eight
or nine, maybe?
That time you left Daddy at a
New Year's Eve party and ran off
with Ezra.
Ellen, what happened between
your father and me happened
between your father and me.
It had nothing to do with the
way we felt about you.
Okay.
Well, he was standing right down
there in the garden...
raving drunk.
"That filthy Orchard Street
whore thinks she can screw
around with that gangster under
my nose and get away with it."
Well, I went down there and I
found him lying in the snow.
I thought he'd freeze to death,
so I lay on top of him to keep
him warm.
He just kept whispering in my
ear, about how Mommy didn't love
us anymore and how he was gonna
take us away someplace where you
would never find us.
Then he went to live on a farm
with a nurse.
Strange remedy, giving an
alcoholic a nurse.
What was I supposed to do?
Don't ask me.
You were never there.
I was there.
Well, you stopped being
there.
What exactly did you want me
to stick around for?
To watch you die?
Is that what you wanted, you
wanted me to just stand around
and watch you k*ll yourself?
You wouldn't let me do anything
else.
So, now it's my fault.
And you're gonna keep David
from me.
I'm being punished, is that it?
Where have you been for the
last five months of his life?
How you can come in here and you
can try to make me feel guilty,
about your childhood, about your
father.
You can take dr*gs, you can do
anything you want, anything you
damn well please, Ellen.
You're a big girl now.
But you can't take David out of
this house.
I'll bet you she's upstairs.
Go find her.
Grandma?
We're home.
Go ahead.
We had ice cream.
But we'll take you out to
dinner.
It's only right to take a broad
out every now and then.
Let me just--
Let me see if I'm understanding
you correctly.
Ellen came here today and said
she wanted to take David back.
And you said, "Not on your
life," or something very much
like that.
Yes.
Well, damn it, Vivian, you
can't make decisions like that
without talking to me first.
My mom was here?
My mom was here?
She was here and you didn't even
tell me?
David...
David?
David!
What do you want me to do?
You expect me to turn that kid
over to his mother just because
she politely asked, without even
thinking about what it might do
to him?
My mother took off for a week
every time she went out for a
bottle of milk.
And look at me, I'm a perfectly
well-adjusted individual.
David?
I disappeared.
Well, if you want to come out
and talk, we'll talk, okay?
Okay.
What are you doing?
You have no business screwing
around with this, Vivian.
Ellen's back and he is
Ellen's son.
Where are you going?
I'm going to Washington for a
couple of days.
If you and your precious Ellen
don't mind, I still have a
living to make.
My whole life is turned upside
down because of some drug addict
whom I only met a handful of
times.
That drug addict happens to
be my daughter.
So, she's got it in for me
because I've been banging her
mother for 25 years.
Well, I guess it's not fair to
count this last year.
Damn you.
Yeah.
Listen, not too many broads
your age can find a man my age
who can still hold up his end of
the bargain, so to speak.
You got me making peanut butter
sandwiches for some
eight-year-old.
There are plenty of women out
there who can find better things
to do with my time.
You know, I don't blame you
for not taking responsibility
your whole life because you sure
as hell don't hold up well under
the strain.
To be perfectly honest,
Vivian, it's not my
responsibility.
Ellen is not my daughter.
How the hell are you so damn
sure?
As long as we're being honest.
Would you care to explain
this incredible remark?
I was running back and forth
between you and Charlie.
What are you saying,
are you crazy?
You know how much he wanted
a kid.
You know how much he wanted
something to prove that he and I
had a marriage.
But if you think about it, Ezra,
if you think real hard about it,
logic would favor you every
time.
Congratulations.
Alfred was right.
I snuck into a lot of hotel
rooms in the middle of the
afternoon, Ezra, but you were
always there waiting for me.
And when your old pal Charlie
d*ed, you slipped into his side
of the bed while it was still
warm.
What does that make you?
I'm just the one who got
pregnant.
If that's what you thought,
why didn't you say something
about it then?
Because I knew I would
lose you.
I'm still going to
Washington.
Give her my love.
I didn't think you cared one
way or another.
I care.
You can't keep David.
Ellen has a legal right to have
her son back.
It ain't worth it, Vivian.
No matter how it turns out, it
ain't worth it.
Starting up with Ellen will be
the worst thing you could do.
Well, what do I do?
It would k*ll me to see you
and David go through a thing
like that.
Where's Ezra?
I'm a partner.
I follow the money.
I know where he is.
Do you know where he is?
What do I do?
Don't start up with Ellen.
You've got to give David back
to her.
Listen, we'll get you visitation
rights in exchange for payment
and approval of all educational
expenses.
That way we hang onto a measure
of control, all right?
I'll get it written up and
arrange everything, okay?
You got to do it, come on.
Come on.
She's extremely late.
I like the coloring there but
you do have--
This one has a lot of contrast--
Maybe we should go with what
is commercially viable--
Well, exactly.
This one hits you in the eye,
the others don't.
Yeah, Mark, what?
Alfred McGuinness is dead.
I heard about Alfred.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
When it rains, it pours, kiddo.
Whoa!
I think I need an Alka-Seltzer
or a cyanide capsule.
Why, what's the matter?
You'd figure I'd go to
that SOB's funeral and I'd get
indigestion.
Are you sleeping here
tonight?
Of course I'm sleeping here
tonight.
Where are you sleeping
tomorrow night?
It's over.
I'm too old for this crap.
It's just that you and me,
we...
We're no good at anything
unless it takes place in a bar
or a boardroom.
But I'm gonna try,
and I hope...
I hope you're with me.
How about it kid,
you with me?
Yeah, I'm with you.
Good.
Ezra?
Yeah.
I love you.
And I love you.
A perfect ending to a beautiful
moment.
It's what's-his-name from your
office.
Is there anything else I can
do for you, Mrs. Levinson?
Mrs. Goldstine.
Mrs. Goldstine.
Mrs. Goldstine.
You go home.
It's Alfred's manuscript.
It's dedicated to David
Levinson.
5-5-5,
5-0-8-5.
Hello?
Hello?
Is this Vivian?
Shh-shh!
Uh-oh.
Oh, I don't believe this.
Neither do I, kiddo.
I don't believe we've met.
Wait for me outside.
He's the one you were living
with?
He's from Boston.
I found a job in Boston.
You know, maybe we're gonna get
married.
And maybe after we get
settled on...
Maybe David could come and
live with us then.
You know, you're a lot more
like me than you ever
wished for.
I have to go.
Don't go.
Well, maybe it doesn't matter
to you.
Don't go.
I've got a sh*t at life now,
and I'm gonna take it.
Your life is here.
Your life is with David.
Ellen, you'll never be happy
away from him.
You can never make up for it.
Bye.
Guess we got us a kid.
Hey.
Hey, come on.
Hi.
Where's my mom?
Hey...
She's gone, honey.
She just left again?
She didn't even say anything?
She said she loves you...
very, very, very much.
Hey, come here.
Up, up, up.
Come on, yeah, that's it.
There we go.
Seasons of the Heart (1994)
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