"What can you say about a 25-year-old girl who died?" "That she was beautiful and brilliant?" "That she loved mozart and bach... the beatles... and me?" "Do you have the waning of the middle ages?" "You have your own library, preppie." "Would you answer my question?" "Would you answer mine first?" "Look, we're allowed to use the radcliffe library." "I am not talking legality, preppie." "I'm talking ethics." "Harvard's got five million books, and radcliffe's got a few loussy thousand." "All i want is one." "I've got an exam tomorrow, damn it." "Please watch your profanity, preppie." "What makes you so sure i went to prep school?" "You look stupid and rich." "Actually, i'm smart and poor." "Uh-uh.i'm smart and poor." "What makes you so smart?" "I wouldn't go for coffee with you." "Well, i wouldn't ask you." "Well, that's what makes you stupid." "Ah." "Comp." "Lit. 105, not bad." "Music 150, not bad." "Music 201-- that's a graduate course." "Renaissance polyphony." "What's polyphony?" "Nothing sexual, preppie." "Look, miss cavilleri, i told you my name is oliver." "First or last?" "First." "Oliver what?" "Barrett." "Barrett like the poet?" "Yeah." "No relation." "Barrett like the hall?" "Yes." "I'm having coffee with a harvard building." "You're barrett hall." "I'm not barrett hall." "My great-grandfather happened to give the thing to harvard." "So his not-so-great grandson would be able to get in." "If you're so convinced i'm a loser, why did you bulldoze me into buying you coffee?" "I like your body." "I major in social studies." "It doesn't show." "It's an honors program." "I know you've got at least a few brains." "Really?" "Yeah." "You're hung up on me, aren't you?" "Jenny!" "Yeah?" "Listen, you conceited radcliffe bitch, friday night's the dartmouth hockey game." "So?" "So i want you to come." "Why the hell should i go to a lousy hockey game?" "Because i'm playing." "For which side?" "Two minutes, number 7." "Holding." "Barrett, two minutes, holding." "Why are you sitting here when your friends are playing?" "I'm in the penalty box." "What?" "The penalty box." "What did you do wrong?" "I tried too hard." "Is that a disgrace?" "I'm trying to concentrate." "On what?" "How i'm going to total that dartmouth bastard!" "Come on, arthur." "Let's go!" "Are you a dirty player?" "Would you ever total me?" "I will right now if you don't shut up." "I'm leaving." "Good-bye." "Barrett's back in the game." "Harvard at full strength." "Go, team, go!" "Go, team, go!" "Harvard goal-- hackman." "Assist, barrett." "So now i've seen a hockey game." "What'd you like best?" "When you were on your ass." "Thanks for coming." "Did i say you could?" "What?" "Kiss me." "I was carried away." "I wasn't." "I may not call you for a few months." "Why?" "Then again, i might call you as soon as i get back to my room." "Bastard." "You dish it out, but you can't take it." "Hello, animals." "Hey, ollie." "What'd you get?" "An assist on the last goal." "Off cavilleri?" "None of your business." "I'm your roommate!" "Who's this?" "Barrett got a new goody?" "Jenny cavilleri." "Who?" "Some music type from rhode island somewhere." "I know the one." "Real tight-ass." "Plays piano for the bach society." "What does she play with barrett?" "Probably hard-to-get." "Simpson." "Yeah?" "Up yours." "Ha ha ha!" "That proves it." "Hello, jen?" "What would you say if i told you... i think i'm in love with you?" "Never say love if you don't mean it." "Why wouldn't i mean it?" "You're a known quantity, barrett." "Meaning?" "You're known for quantity." "I mean at radcliffe, every hall is barrett hall." "You've been checking up on me, haven't you?" "I don't dine outdoors with just anybody." "Am i just anybody?" "What do you think, preppie?" "Mmm!" "Listen, you're, uh, you're going to have to fend for yourself this weekend." "See, i'm going to be mixing it up with francis lapierre." "Very funny." "Are you jealous?" "Francis lapierre is the captain of the cornell hockey team." "Oh, you've been, uh, reading the sports page, huh?" "You know, i wouldn't mind watching you play hockey this weekend." "No." "I'll be involved." "Oh, yeah." "The all-ivy title." "More than the all-ivy title?" "Hell of a lot more." "Cornell goal, cashay." "Score tied, 3-3." "Come on, barrett!" "Break it up!" "I'll kick your ass back to montreal." "Break it up!" "Come on!" "All right!" "Break it up, you guys!" "Come on!" "Get up!" "You're out of the game, barrett!" "Come on!" "I'll break yours before you break mine!" "Come on, barrett!" "Get off the ice." "Get off the ice!" "You chicken-shit!" "You montreal faggots!" "What are you talking about?" "Lapierre started the fight!" "Get in there!" "Oh, come on!" "Five minutes for number 7." "Fight." "Penalty, barrett of harvard, five minutes for fighting." "Probably want a steak, son." "Thank you, father, but the doctor took care of it." "I meant for your stomach, oliver." "I think i'm supposed to eat with the team, sir." "Oh, well, that's fine." "Does your face hurt?" "No, sir." "I'd like jack wells to take a look at it monday." "It's not necessary, sir." "Jack's a specialist, you know." "It's not-- nothing special." "My car's over there." "Can i give you a lift?" "I'll walk you to your car." "Tell me, oliver, have you heard from the law school?" "Father, i haven't-- i haven't exactly decided on the law school." "I was merely asking whether the law school had decided on you." "No, sir." "There really isn't any doubt." "About what, sir?" "The law school needs good men like you." "They haven't got a hockey team." "You have other qualities, oliver." "I'm sorry you had to come to see harvard lose." "I came to see you play." "You know, oliver, the dean of the law school is an old classmate." "That's very nice, sir." "Well, good-bye." "Good-bye, sir." "Give my best to mother." "Yes, i will." "Briggs hall." "Sandy davidson!" "Jennifer cavilleri." "You have a call on two." "She's in the downstairs phone booth." "Where's that?" "Around the corner." "Briggs hall." "Would you please-- would you please-- for god's sake, phil!" "Yes." "Yeah, yeah." "For the million and oneth time, yeah." "Absolutely." "Oh, i love you, too, phil." "Yeah." "I love you, too." "Mwah!" "Good-bye." "Hi." "What happened to you?" "You look terrible." "I'm injured." "Did you make the other guy look worse?" "I always make the other guy look worse." "Jenny-- yeah?" "Who's phil?" "My father." "You call your father phil?" "That's his name." "What do you call your father?" "Son of a bitch." "To his face?" "I never see his face." "Why?" "Does he wear a mask?" "In a way." "He must be proud as hell." "Here you are, this big harvard jock." "So was he." "Bigger than all-ivy?" "He rowed single sculls in the 1928 olympics." "Oh." "Did he win?" "No." "Then why is he a son of a bitch?" "He leans on me." "He makes me do the right things." "What's wrong with doing the right things?" "I don't like to be programmed, to put out "x" amount of achievement every term." "I've noticed you hate making dean's list and being all-ivy." "He expects no less, and when i come through, he's so blase and indifferent." "That's ridiculous." "You know all he said after the game?" "He went to ithaca to watch you play?" "After we blew the title and i was nearly massacred by canadian hordes, do you know what the big banker said to his son?" "Hordes in ithaca?" ""The dean of the law school was a classmate."" "What did you expect?" ""How's your sex life?"" "Whose side are you on, jenny?" "I didn't know it was a war." "You don't understand." "I understand more than you wish i did." "Did your father-- the son of a bitch-- at least get lousy grades?" "He was a rhodes scholar." "Aha!" "I think i notice a problem of overachievement in the barrett family." "Forget it." "There's no problem, o.k.?" "Right." "No problem." "Do i call my father on the phone?" "Do i bill and coo and say, "i love you, phil"?" "No." "There you are." "Do you know why?" "Why?" "Because his name is oliver." "Ha ha ha!" "Ah, the great barrett hall." "Don't you salute when you pass it?" "Ugliest building on campus." "I've never even been inside." "That's a very mature attitude." "It's not easy having history stare you in the face." "How many people have to cope with a barrett hall?" "I could name two." "Thanks." "Cavilleri, i've got nothing against music, but must you play it while we study?" "I'm studying the music." "It's called analysis of form." "Yeah." "You're going to flunk out just watching me study." "I'm not watching you study." "I'm studying." "Bullshit." "You're looking at my legs." "Listen, you're not that great-looking." "Can i help it if you think so?" "Let's change the subject, huh?" "I wasn't aware that there was a subject." "You thought i wanted to make love to you." "Did i?" "But i'm not interested." "Definitely." "Not interested." "Good." "At least we've got one thing in common." "I know your game, and i'm tired of playing it." "You are the supreme radcliffe smart-ass." "The best." "You put down anything in pants." "But verbal volleyball is not my idea of a relationship." "If that's what you think it's about, go back to your music wonks, and good luck." "See, i think you're scared." "You put up a wall to keep from getting hurt, but it also keeps you from getting touched." "It's a risk, isn't it, jenny?" "At least i had the guts to admit what i felt." "Someday, you'll have to come up with the courage to admit you care." "I care." "Do you think your priest would like this?" "I don't have one." "Aren't you a good catholic girl?" "Well, i'm a girl... and i'm good, right?" "Mmm." "So, that's two out of three." "Why do you wear it?" "It was my mother's." "Why'd you leave?" "What?" "Why'd you leave the church?" "I don't know." "I never really joined." "I mean, i guess i never thought there was another world better than this one." "I mean, what could be better than mozart... or bach... or you?" "Jenny?" "Hmm?" "I'm up there with bach and mozart?" "Mm-hmm." "And the beatles." "Simpson, let me sack in your couch." "How come?" "Barrett." "Who's the guest of honor?" "Cavilleri." "Again?" "Still?" "Barrett's slipping." "It's amazing." "Huh?" "I'm studying." "I'm really studying." "Shh.i'mstudying." "Sorry." "Sorry." "Oliver?" "Hmm?" "I love you." "I can't believe how great you were." "That tells me what you know about music." "I know enough." "Wise up." "I was not great or all-ivy." "I was just o.k., o.k.?" "O.k." "i mean, you should always keep at it." "Who said i'm not?" "I'm going to study with nadia boulanger, aren't i?" "Who?" "Next year." "I have a scholarship in paris." "Paris?" "Yeah." "I've never been to europe." "I can hardly wait." "How long have you known about this?" "Come on, ollie, don't be stupid." "It's inevitable." "What is?" "That we'll go our separate ways and you'll go to law school." "What are you talking about?" "You're a preppie millionaire, and i'm a social zero." "What does that have to do with separating?" "We're happy." "Harvard is like this big santa claus bag stuffed full of crazy toys, but when the holiday's over-- this has been more than a holiday." "Back where you belong." "To cranston, rhode island, to bake cookies?" "Pastries." "Don't make fun of my father." "Then don't leave me, jenny!" "Please." "What about my scholarship, and what about paris that i've never seen in my whole goddamn life?" "What about our marriage?" "Who said anything about marriage?" "I'm saying it now." "You want to marry me?" "Yeah." "Why?" "Because." "That's a good reason." "You're driving like a maniac." "This is boston." "Everybody drives like a maniac." "You'll kill us before your parents can murder us." "My parents will fall in love with you." "Even the son of a bitch?" "Of course." "Absolutely." "Hey, where's the old radcliffe confidence?" "Back at radcliffe." "It's going to be o.k., jenny." "What did you say on the phone?" "Just that i'd drop in to visit." "Very casual, huh?" "Yeah, right." "How often do you visit during the term?" "Never." "Oh." "That's casual." "Holy shit!" "Hey, stop, oliver." "No kidding." "Stop the car." "I didn't think it would be like this." "Like what?" "I mean, like, this rich." "This is too much for me." "Don't worry, jenny." "It'll be a breeze." "Yeah, but why is it that i suddenly wish my name were abigail adams or wendy wasp?" "Don't be scared." "Aren't you?" "No." "So far, so good." "That's not saying much." "Your hand is cold." "So is yours." "Let's get away from here while we can." "Master oliver!" "Hello!" "Hello, florence." "This is jenny." "Master?" "I always knew you had slaves." "Let me take your wrap." "Your parents are in the drawing room." "Thank you, florence." "Wow." "I see half the buildings of harvard hanging on that wall." "Oh, it's nothing." "Hey, you didn't tell me you were related to the sewell boathouse." "Yes, i come from a long line of wood and stone." "Ah, hello there!" "Um... i--i'd like you to meet jennifer calaveri." "Cavilleri." "As incavalleria rusticana?" "Right." "No relation." "Hello, mom." "Hello, darling." "So nice to meet you." "How are you, son?" "Fine." "Fine, sir." "Fine." "Please sit down and make yourself at home." "We'll have to be going soon." "Why are you so uncomfortable with your parents?" "What gave you that impression?" "Why did you want to leave the minute we got there?" "I didn't like the way they were treating you." ""What is it your parents are in, jennifer?"" "What is it your people are in, jennifer?" "My father bakes cookies." "Oh?" "What's the name of his firm?" "Phil's bake shop." "Of cranston, rhode island." "How interesting." "So your people come from cranston, jenny." "Well, mostly." "My mother came from fall river." "The barretts have mills in fall river." "Where they exploited the new england poor for generations." "In the 19th century." "When you inherit, oliver, you can give all our money back as reparations." "Well, that's exactly what the philosopher saint-simon advocated." "In the 18th century." "It's getting late." "For what?" "You're staying for dinner, aren't you?" "No." "Yes." "No." "I've got to get back." "Nonsense." "You're staying for dinner, and that's an order." "Everything is an order, a directive, a command." "Where is your sense of humor?" "You know, when i was in school, he used to send me memos." "Memos!" "I mean, don't you find that rather odd?" "I find it rather cute." "Tell me, oliver, have you heard from law school?" "Uh, no, sir, not yet." "He'll get in." "Who is better than oliver?" "I quite agree." "He's bound to be graduated with honors." "Oliver has always done well in school." "At exeter, he was the very-- it doesn't mean a thing." "A lot of guys are trying to get into law school." "I could give price zimmerman a ring-- no!" "I mean, please don't, sir." "Merely to find out if he knows." "I want to get my letter with everyone else, please." "He was only trying to be helpful." "But, jenny, i don't need that kind of help." "O.k." "no, it's not o.k.!" "He's not going to be satisfied till he cuts them off." "What?" "What you wouldn't like to be cut off." "Oh... well, we've got to take care of those." "Take care, you two!" "Drive with caution, oliver." "Get there a minute later, but get there." "You really like to bug your father, don't you?" "The feeling's mutual, or haven't you noticed?" "I didn't think you'd stop at anything just to get to your old man." "It's impossible to get to oliver barrett iii." "Unless maybe... if you marry jennifer cavilleri?" "Is that what you think?" "Yes, i think it's part of it." "Jenny, you don't believe i love you?" "Yes, but in a crazy sort of way, i think you also love my negative social status." "No." "Listen, i can't pass judgment, oliver." "I just think so." "I mean... i know that i love not only you, but your name and your numeral." "After all, it's part of what you are." "Oh, how can you do it?" "What?" "How can you see me and still love me?" "That's what it's about, preppie." "How are you, son?" "Oh, i'm o.k." "o.k., sir." "Did you hear from law school?" "Yes." "I called you, remember?" "Oh, yes, yes." "Congratulations." "You'll be the first barrett on the supreme court." "Oh, i may just chase ambulances instead." "Yes, fine." "How's raymond?" "He's fine." "Got into o.c.s." "army?" "Mm-hmm." "That's good." "That's bad." "You haven't mentioned jennifer." "What's there to say?" "You're presenting us with afait accompli, are you not?" "But what did you think?" "I think she's absolutely charming, and i think for a girl from her background to get all the way to radcliffe is-- get to the point." "The point doesn't concern the young lady." "It concerns you." "Your rebellion." "Ah." "And you are rebelling, oliver." "I fail... i fail to see how marrying a beautiful and brilliant radcliffe girl constitutes rebellion." "I mean, she's not some crazy hippie." "She's not many things." "What irks you most, father?" "That she's catholic or that she's poor?" "What attracts you most?" "I'm leaving." "Don't go off half-cocked, damn it!" "I would only ask that you... wait a bit." "Define "bit."" "Finish law school." "If this thing is real, it will stand the test of time." "I don't see why i have to put it to some arbitrary test." "Because i'm asking you to." "You're commanding me!" "Oliver, if you marry her now, i'll not give you the time of day." "Father, you don'tknow the time of day." "We're, uh, looking forward to having you with us next year." "Me, too, dean thompson." "Uh, something's come up." "Not a change of heart, i hope." "No, no, i'm still set on law school, but... i'm going to need a scholarship." "Really?" "That's why i'm here." "That's, uh-- well, that's rather curious, considering your background." "I'm not his son anymore." "I beg your pardon?" "Well, uh... we have had a-- a misunderstanding." "It's a parting of the ways." "This is... very unfortunate, mr." "Barrett." "I am not exactly jumping for joy." "Yet, uh, we have many entering students in far worse straits than you." "What's worse than the straits of destitution?" "Dean thompson, i'm getting married next month." "Now, we're both going to work all summer, and then jenny's going to take a job in a private school, teaching." "That's a living, but it's not tuition." "Your tuition is pretty steep." "Yes." "Dean thompson, i need a scholarship." "I'm a harvard magna." "I've already been accepted." "I don't have any money in the bank." "You have a millionaire father." "Had, dean, had." "Why should i be penalized because i was once related to a rich man?" "Uh, mr." "Barrett, i really don't think that this office should enter into a... family quarrel?" "A rather distressing one, at that." "I see." "Thank you." "Uh... perhaps... at midyear" "thank you." "You've been very generous with your time." "We just passed my junior high school!" "I can't believe he liked my instant poverty." "He did, i swear." "At least now you've got something in common." "God, when i first told him oliver barrett-- yeah?" "Yeah?" "I mean, he just couldn't believe it." "He kept reminding me of the 11th commandment." "11th?" ""Do not bullshit thy father."" "Any other commandments i ought to know about?" "Yeah. "Stay loose."" "So, is he for it?" "Does he approve?" "What do you think?" "I won't allow it!" "I won't allow it!" "Get me?" "You're tilting at windmills, phil!" "Stop referring to his father as a windmill." "He's a distinguished citizen of boston-- mr." "Cavilleri-- phil." "My name is phil." "I'll call his goddamn father." "I'll go to boston!" "It won't do any good, goddamn it!" "Would you please not use profanity in this house?" "You do." "What the hell will he think?" "That you've lost your marbles." "Because i won't allow a parent to reject a child?" "Mr. Cavilleri-- phil." "Ha ha ha!" "Phil." "Phil, sir, i reject him, too." "Now, don't talk like that, oliver." "A father's love is something to cherish and respect." "It's a rare thing." "Especially in my family." "Let's get him on the phone." "No, no." "You see, my father and i have installed this cold line." "He'll thaw, oliver." "He'll thaw, and he'll melt." "Believe me, when it's time to go to church-- let's get him on the phone." "Uh, wait." "Phil." "What?" "Um, about the church bit." "Well, we're kind of negative on it." "Oh." "Ha ha!" "Well, i-- i didn't necessarily m-mean the catholic church." "I, uh-- you-- you know that, uh, jennifer is catholic." "She may have told you that." "And her..." "sainted mother always dreamed of a-- well, the whole mass rigmarole, but-but you're" "well, god would bless this union in any church." "Uh, phil-- yeah." "About the god bit." "Yeah?" "Well, we're sort of negative about that, too." "About god?" "About anybody's god?" "See... we neither one of us believe... and we won't be hypocrites." "Well." "Well, uh... if that's what you wish, just tell me who performs the wedding." "We do." "You mean, do-it-yourself?" "Huh?" "Ha ha!" "Ha ha!" "That's, uh-- that's wonderful." "I know i'm-- i mean, that's-- that's... just-- just wonderful." "Do-- do it yourself, huh?" "I think that's... just wonderful." "But, uh, tell me." "Is-- is it, uh-- what's the word?" "You mean legal?" "Legal." "Is that it?" "Is it?" "Yes." "One of the college chaplains just sort of-- oh!" "No, i mean he presides over it, and then the man and the woman address each other." "You mean the bride speaks, too?" "Ha ha ha!" "It's a new world, philip." "Oh, yeah, yeah, it's-- it's-- it's new, all right." "You two ready?" "Amen." "They haven't started yet." "Friends-- how would i know?" "I've never been to a do-it-yourself." "Let us listen to the words they've chosen to read on this sacred occasion." "Amen." "Huh?" "He said "sacred'" the priest." "He's not a priest." "He is to me." "When our two souls stand up erect and strong, face to face, silent, drawing nigh and nigher until the lengthening wings break into fire at either curved point, what bitter wrong can the earth do to us" "that we should not long be here contented?" "Think." "In mounting higher, the angels would press on us and aspire to drop some golden orb of perfect song into our deep, dear silence." "Let us stay rather on earth, beloved, where the unfit, contrarious moods of men recoil away... and isolate pure spirits... and permit a place to stand and love in for a day, with darkness and the death-hour rounding it." "I give you my hand." "I give you my love, more precious than money." "I give you myself before preaching or law." "Will you give me yourself?" "Will you come travel with me?" "Shall we stick by each other as long as we live?" "I, oliver barrett... take you, jennifer cavilleri, to be my wedded wife from this day forward... to love and to cherish till death do us part." "I, jennifer cavilleri, take you, oliver barrett, as my wedded husband from this day forward, to love and to cherish till death do us part." "By the authority vested in me by the commonwealth of massachusetts, i pronounce you man and wife." "So i'm being kept by a woman." "You won't like it." "I already do." "Oliver, the shady lane school is only paying me three thou a year." "Why?" "Because my goddamn name is mrs." "Barrett." "Well, couldn't you be miss cavilleri?" "If i was miss cavilleri, i'd be the queen of paris." "I tell you, it's a great bargain." "Oliver, 4 rooms for $82.50 a month is impossible this side of mongolia." "Ah, but this is the mongolian section of cambridge." "Gee." "I have to admit that it's... even worse than i expected." "Ha ha!" "Yeah, but it's home." "Yeah." "Well?" "Well what?" "There's the threshold." "Carry me over it." "You don't believe in that nonsense, do you?" "Carry me." "I'll tell you later." "We're almost at the top floor." "O.k., i'll be a young and beautiful divorcee." "Hey, what is this, barrett?" "Oh, what is this?" "I'll tell you after we cross the threshold." "Ha ha ha!" "O.k.?" "This is not a threshold." "Well, i see our name by the bell." "Look, it's not an official goddamn threshold." "Now, upstairs, you preppie." "Why are you so heavy?" "Did you ever think i might be pregnant?" "Are you?" "Ha ha!" "Scared you, didn't i?" "No, i-- don't bullshit me." "Well, yeah, for a second, i clutched." "Now, is this the official threshold?" "What do you think, huh?" "I think if you don't say yes, i'll-- yes!" "Yes!" "Ha ha ha!" "Is there a barrett in the house?" "Hey, where are the kids?" "Asleep, thank god!" "It's siesta time." "I've got 45 minutes." "That's more than they give me." "Oh, damn it." "I don't know what's wrong with this engine." "You're a harvard magna." "Not in mechanics." "Welcome to the world, preppie." "Listen, cavilleri-- the name's barrett, barrett." "Sometimes you are really a bitch." "How are they treating you?" "Fine, except for the rittenhouse brat." "I swear he'll be breaking and entering before he's ten." "Oh, yeah?" "What now?" "He tried to pinch me." "Ha ha!" "I don't blame him." "Next time he does, i'm going to wallop him." "Jesus, no!" "Not until you get his parents' tip." "Damn it." "Ha ha ha!" "Let's get the hell out of here." "Hey, don't touch me, oliver." "What a thing to say to your husband." "Wash, and you can touch me afterwards." "I will." "Hey, i had another salary hassle today with miss anne miller whitman." "I hope you laid it on thick this time." "I told her how proud i was to be a member of the faculty of the shady lane school." "I said, "you know, miss whitman, even barretts have to pay their rent."" "To which she retorted?" ""Ho ho ho."" "Uh, define "ho ho ho."" "3,500 for the year." "Oh, that's ridiculous." "Listen, how would you like to supportme while i take the courses necessary to teach in public school?" "Would you please say something?" "Ho ho ho." "I thought you'd call when the meeting broke." "Yeah, but i wanted you to study." "Did you eat?" "Uh-uh." "I waited for you." "But you're a growing boy." "Ha ha!" "Not anymore." "Yes, you are, in mind." "Did you check the mail?" "Just one second, jenny." "This is a crucial precedent." "Did you check the mail?" "No, i didn't." "Anything vital?" "We are cordially invited-- to pay the light bill." "To a dinner." "Your father's 60th birthday." "Did you hear me?" "Yes." "R.s.v.p." "you even have to ask?" "Oliver, i think it's about time." "For what?" "You know very well what." "Does he have to crawl here?" "Negative." "He's reaching out to you." "My mother addressed it." "Oliver, think." "60 years old." "Nothing says he'll be around when you're finally ready for a reconciliation." "There won'tbe a reconciliation." "Someday when you're being bugged by oliver v-- he won't be oliver v!" "He can be bozo the clown, and he'll still resent you because you were a harvard jock!" "You'll probably be on the supreme court." "He won't resent me!" "Why not?" "Because-- your father loves you, too, oliver, just the way you'll love bozo, but you barretts are so proud and competitive you'll go through your whole life thinking you hate each other." "If it weren't for you!" "Yes!" "The case is closed!" "There's still the matter of the r.s.v.p." "i think you can handle it." "In my whole life, i have never deliberately hurt anyone, and i just don't think i could." "Jennifer, just answer "no."" "O.k. what's the number?" "Can't you just write a note?" "In a few minutes, i'll lose my nerve." "What's the number?" "338-3434, and dial one first." "Good evening." "This is jennifer barrett." "Oh, mr." "Barrett." "Good evening, sir." "Fine, thank you." "Yes, we did." "That's why i'm calling." "I'm terribly sorry, sir." "I mean... we're terribly sorry, but no, we can't." "I'm sorry." "Oliver, please talk to him." "Just say hello." "I will never talk to him." "Please, can't you just do it for me?" "I've never asked you to do anything in my whole life." "Please, oliver, just for me." "No." "You're a heartless bastard." "Mr. Barrett, oliver would like you to know that in his own special way, he loves you very much." "Get the hell out of my life!" "I forgot my key." "Jenny, i-- i'm sorry." "Don't." "Love means never having to say you're sorry." "?" "Joy to the world?" "?" "The lord is come?" "?" "Let earth receive her king?" "?" "Let every heart?" "?" "Prepare him room?" "?" "And heaven and nature sing?" "?" "And heaven and nature sing?" "?" "And heaven and heaven and nature sing?" "?" "Joy to the world?" "?" "The lord is come?" "?" "Let earth receive her king?" "?" "Let every heart?" "?" "Prepare him room?" "?" "And heaven and nature sing?" "?" "And heaven and nature sing?" "?" "And heaven and heaven and nature sing?" "Lo, a fair rose e'er blooming?" "?" "From tender root hath sprung?" "?" "Of jesu's lineage coming?" "?" "?" "As men of old have sung?" "?" "It bears a flower bright?" "?" "While reigns the cold midwin--?" "Paul, would you pay more attention to blending and less to showing us your beautiful voice?" "But i wasn't!" "Yes, you were." "Paul, don't bullshit me." "You were showing off." "Sorry, jenny." "O.k., one last time, and this time, i want crisp diction." "?" "Lo, a fair rose e'er blooming?" "?" "From tender root hath sprung?" "?" "Of jesu's lineage coming?" "?" "?" "As men of old have sung?" "?" "It bears a flower bright?" "?" "While reigns the cold midwinter?" "?" "And darkest is the night?" "Wow." "That was really, incredibly, absolutely... not bad." "Oh, jenny, come on!" "Come on, jenny!" "Oh, come on." "Tomorrow at 8:30 sharp, o.k.?" "I'll see you tomorrow at 8:30." "Bye, jenny." "Bye, jenny." "See you." "Bye, jenny." "Well, barrett, what brings you to church?" "The saloons closed early." "Did you get us a tree?" "Ah." "We'll get one on the way home." "What are you doing new year's eve?" "Sleeping." "I thought you wanted to spend it with me." "What are you doing?" "Sleeping." "Someday we're going to look back on these days." "The sooner the better." "Keep running!" "Go!" "Really run!" "Come on!" "Keep going!" "Come on!" "Come on!" "Come on, dan." "Come on." "Hey, jennifer, come here!" "I'm with children." "Can't it wait?" "Jennifer, i said come here." "What?" "Come on!" "Start it over again." "What the hell is it?" "I've got something important i want to tell you." "Couldn't you tell me over there?" "No." "I want to be alone with you." "O.k." "fantastic news." "Here." "Read." "Harvard law school?" "You got kicked out." "Read it, will you please?" "It's great news." "You were first in the class?" "Uh, not quite." "Third." "Only third, huh?" "Hey, but that means i make the law review." "Well, say something, will you, please?" "Not until i've met numbers one and two." "And the william dejersey memorial award for the finest senior essay to oliver barrett iv." "The family of mark howells, a.b. '07, l.l.b. '10-- on your feet." "How much?" "500 big ones." "Holy sh-- get up." "Shhh!" "Quiet!" "Come on." "Come on." "The jennifer barrett maternity award." "Well, it was a good apartment for 80 bucks." "Now our garage will cost that much." "I don't see why you'll need your car in new york." "House calls, jenny." "Fancy lawyers for jonas and marsh don't make house calls." "They do to the houses of mr." "Jonas and mr." "Marsh." "They are both close enough to walk." "Jenny, rich people ride." "Nouveau riche people." "That's us." "Hey, jenny, you won't laugh." "What?" "I'm actually getting to like the name bozo." "For what?" "For our kid, damn it-- our huge and bruising all-ivy tackle." "Bozo barrett?" "It's the name of a real harvard superjock." "You would actually call our soon-to-be-conceived offspring "bozo?"" "Only if he's a boy." "We have finally crossed the poverty line." "Not quite." "Not till you carry me over the goddamn threshold." "I thought we had run that gamut." "But you weren't a lawyer, so it wasn't legal." "We live on the 10th floor." "You can carry me in the elevator." "Thank god for that." "Can i help you folks?" "We've got bags in the car." "Is the lady all right?" "I will be when he carries me over the threshold." "Newlyweds, huh?" "Eternally." "Move your ass, preppie." "You've got it made, you bastard." "Made in the shade." "Snug as a bug in a rug." "Cut the crap and play." "Working for jonas and marsh, pulling in the coin." "Play, damn it." "I can't help it." "Married to foul-mouth angel-face." "Pay attention, will you?" "Why should you have all the luck?" "Hey, man, it was a long, hard drag." "This is the first week in our entire marriage that jenny hasn't had to work." "So, what's she going to do?" "I want her to study at julliard, and she wants to have a baby, so we're making babies." "Do you need any help, old buddy?" "I'll call you if i need you." "Do you know whose fault it is?" "I wouldn't use the word fault, oliver." "O.k., we'll put it your way." "Two 24-year-olds can't seem to make a baby." "Obviously, one of us is malfunctioning." "Who?" "Jenny." "All right, then, we'll adopt kids." "Oliver, the problem's more serious than that." "Jenny is very sick." "Define very sick." "She's dying." "That's impossible." "I'm sorry to have to tell you this." "That's impossible." "Well, it's a mistake." "It has to be." "We've repeated her blood test three times." "There's no question about the diagnosis." "She'll have to be told soon." "We can withhold treatment for a little while, but not for long." "We'll have to begin therapy sometime during the next few weeks." "She's only 24." "Will it be painful?" "Hopefully not." "You'll of course want to speak to a hematologist." "I can refer you to dr." "Addison." "Yeah." "What do i do?" "What can i do for jenny?" "Act as normal as possible... for as long as possible." "That's really the best thing." "Normal." "Normal." "O.k., i'll be as normal as hell." "Jen?" "Jenny, i'm home." "Hey, i need a lawyer." "I'm a lawyer." "I need you." "I need you, too." "Why?" "I'm not a lawyer." "No, but you're a nut, and i happen to need a nut." "You look lovely, jenny." "Bullshit." "O.k., o.k. you look terrible." "No, i do not look terrible." "I never look terrible." "I look o.k." "for thursday evening, o.k.?" "There's no poetry in o.k." "screw poetry, oliver." "Just tell me what you see." "I see you." "That's poetry." "Hey, dr." "Shapeley said we both checked out." "That's what he told you, too, right?" "Yeah." "So we just have to keep trying, right?" "Yeah." "Let's try now." "Right this very minute?" "Even sooner." "Jenny?" "Jenny!" "Jenny!" "Get up, you lazy preppie, and get out and support me in the manner to which i plan to become accustomed." "Come on." "Get up." "You meeting stratton today?" "Who?" "Ray stratton, your best friend." "Your roommate before me." "Yeah." "We're supposed to play, but i think i'll cancel it." "The hell you will." "Why not?" "I don't want a flabby husband." "Stay in shape, please." "All right, but i'll take you to dinner." "Why?" "Can't i take my goddamn wife out to dinner if i want to?" "O.k., barrett." "Who is she?" "What's her name?" "If you take your wife to dinner in the middle of the week, you must be screwing somebody." "Hey, what's the matter, ollie?" "Off day." "That's all." "You've been having an off day for two weeks now." "Old man jonas wanted me to go to chicago on a big case." "Oh, yeah?" "You know that newscaster that got beat up by the cops?" "You on the other side of a punch-out rap." "I turned him down." "Why?" "I don't know." "I just couldn't see living in some hotel." "Boy, you're really married." "Your time will come." "Hey, mrs." "Barrett." "I'm in the kitchen, where i belong." "Get the hell in here, preppie." "Mrs. Barrett, guess what." "You got fired." "I got fired up, and guess where to." "Reno, nevada." "Paris, france." "We'll be there christmas day." "No." "That's not the way we'll do it." "Do what?" "I don't want paris." "I don't need paris." "I just want you." "Well, that you've got, baby." "And i want time, which you can't give me." "You saw dr." "Shapeley?" "Mm-hmm." "And his buddy, too." "He's a very nice guy." "Who?" "Dr. Addison." "He's a yalie-- college and med school, but i said you wouldn't mind." "No, not if he's a nice guy." "He didn't bullshit me, and that's what i wanted." "O.k., then, for the yalie doctor." "O.k." "i'm counting on you to be strong, you goddamn hockey jock." "I will, baby." "I will." "No." "I mean for phil." "It's going to be hardest on him." "You, after all, you're going to be the merry widower." "I won't be merry." "Yes, you will be." "I want you to be merry." "You'll be merry, o.k.?" "O.k." "o.k." "enough?" "Not for me." "I love watching you dodge and weave." "The old hockey fake-out." "That's you all right-- the old hockey fake-out." "Can we get a cup of hot chocolate?" "Sure." "I'll even pay." "Very gracious of you." "I told you i liked it best when i supported you." "You always supported me." "I mean, after all, what's money?" "I don't know." "Hey, could we afford a taxi?" "Sure." "Where do you want to go?" "The hospital." "She's getting white cells and platelets, which, at the moment, is the most important thing she needs." "She doesn't want antimetabolites at all." "What does that mean?" "That's a treatment that slows cell destruction, but there are unpleasant side effects." "Jenny's the boss." "Whatever she wants." "You fellows do everything you can to make sure it doesn't hurt." "You can be sure of that." "I don't care what it costs." "It could take weeks and months." "Screw the cost." "There's no way of knowing how long she'll linger." "I want her to have the very best." "I'm wealthy." "I'm rich, really." "Really, i'm like a millionaire." "How have you been, oliver?" "Fine, sir." "And how is jennifer?" "She's fine, sir." "I need to borrow $5,000 for a very good reason." "Well?" "S-sir?" "May i know the reason?" "I can't tell you." "Just lend me the money, please." "Don't they pay you at jonas and marsh?" "Yes, sir." "And doesn't she teach?" "Don't call her "she."" "Doesn't jennifer teach?" "Leave her out of this." "Just write out a check." "It's a personal matter-- a very important personal matter." "You got some girl in trouble?" "Yeah." "Yeah." "That's it." "Please lend me the money." "Thank you, father." "How is she?" "She wants the troops home for christmas." "Always running the show." "She may succeed." "That fast?" "Yes." "Hello, baby." "Phil." "How's it going, mrs." "B?" "It's going, preppie." "The troops will be home for christmas." "That's a little trite." "It's the goddamn truth." "Hey, watch your language." "There's a grownup present." "I hope so." "I mean, phil made a few promises." "Don't worry, jenny." "Maybe i ought to let you guys-- i'll be nearby." "It doesn't hurt, ollie." "Really, it doesn't." "It's like falling off a cliff in slow motion, you know?" "Only after a while, you wish you'd hit the ground, you know?" "Yeah." "Bullshit." "You never fell off a cliff in your whole life." "Yes, i did-- when i met you." "Yeah." ""What a falling off was there."" "Who said that?" "I don't know-- shakespeare." "Yeah, but who?" "I mean, what play?" "I went to radcliffe." "I'm supposed to remember those things." "I once knew all the mozart kochel listings." "Big deal." "You bet it was." "What-what number is the a-major concerto?" "I don't know." "I'll look it up." "But i used to know all those things." "I used to know allthose things." "You want to talk music?" "What do you want to talk, funerals?" "No, i don't." "Ollie?" "I told phil you could have a catholic service and you'd say o.k." "o.k.?" "It will really help him a lot." "You know?" "O.k." "now you got to stop being sick." "Me?" "That guilty look on your face-- it's sick." "Would you stop blaming yourself, you goddamn stupid preppie?" "It's nobody's fault." "It's not your fault." "That's the only thing i'm going to ask you." "Otherwise, i know you'll be o.k." "screw paris." "What?" "Screw paris and music and all that stuff you thought you stole from me." "I don't care." "Don't you believe that?" "Then get the hell out of here." "I don't want you at my goddamn deathbed." "I believe you." "I really do." "That's better." "Would you please do something for me, ollie?" "Would you please hold me?" "No." "I mean really hold me-- next to me." "Philip." "I wish... i wish i hadn't promised jenny" "i wish i hadn't promised jenny to be strong for you." "Oliver." "Why didn't you tell me?" "I made a couple of calls, and as soon as i found out, i jumped right in the car." "Oliver, i want to help." "Jenny's dead." "I'm sorry-- love" "love means never having to say you're sorry."