on that couch?
- Joe, that was a long time ago.
- No, no. It was after we got divorced.
Nobody could fault you for your sex drive
which is a ten on the Richter scale.
Yeah, Well, what did you fault me for?
Because I don't have a 180 IQ like you?
You lied a bit, you gambled.
- You flirted with all my friends.
- You know, you're still very sexy.
Joe, don't think I'm not tempted,
you know, but I've got a busy schedule.
- For old times' sake.
- Oh, Joe.
Look, I don't...
..think this is...
..what we should be doing.
Oh, Joe.
Oh, Joe.
Oh, Joe.
He's got this ex-wife
and they still have sex in the office,...
..with people right in the next room.
And she's a genius and I'm nothing.
OK. OK, OK. Alice,
please don't get so upset.
Mm-hm.
How did you find out all this
if you didn't see him?
Oh, you know, I have my ways.
I'm glad I didn't show up.
I can't decide if I should get
a new Lincoln or try the Cadillac again.
What I'd really like is a Bentley.
You know, a vintage Rolls,
or that old Phantom V.
But with the kids,
I'd never be able to relax.
- I wonder if I could write.
- Huh?
I was thinking, now that Nancy Brill buys
scripts for TV, I have a good connection.
She was always on the ball.
Great head on that woman.
Let's get up here, kids.
Come on. Come on. I'm gonna get you!
Do you know how high your IQ is?
Me?
It's high. It has to be. I just look around.
Do you think mine's high?
Sure. It's average, slightly above.
Sometimes I feel I could write, you know?
Uh-huh.
Especially, you know, some old TV script.
I'm as bright as Nancy Brill.
- Well...
- You don't think?
Yeah, sure. I don't know, you know?
You can't just decide
to be a writer and then write.
- Why not?
- You need background.
Well, I wrote when I was a kid.
I always loved poetry and drama.
- You kids should be getting to bed.
- Should I get them ready?
You get them ready.
I'll be in in two minutes.
- Come on, kiddos.
- Two minutes.
- Time to brush the teeth.
- Good night, guys.
Who's gonna get to the bathroom first?
Who's gonna get to the bathroom first?
- You never encourage me, you know?
- I'm trying to be... sensible.
You can't just say
you're gonna be a writer.
Well, that's all Nancy Brill did. She was an
assistant to somebody I introduced her to.
And she decided she wanted to write
and now she buys scripts.
What can I say?
I'm trying to be practical.
Hello?
Hello? I'm sorry to bother you.
It's Joe Rufallo.
I just wanted to make sure you were OK,
or that I didn't have the wrong day.
No, no. No, it was my fault. I'm sorry.
I...
Something came up, and I didn't have
your... I didn't have your phone number.
No, I don't think so, no.
No, I don't think that's such a good idea.
Oh. I...
No, I understand.
Sure.
Alice...
Alice.
Alice.
Mrs Tait believes in ghosts.
- I don't know. I guess. What do I know?
- Don't all Catholics?
Ghosts. Cathoics believe in ghosts.
In times of great stress
sometimes ghost appears.
What will these herbs do?
Nothing too radical, I hope?
You think these things
could be bad for my system?
These herbs not to eat.
Not...? Well, what then?
Wait until midnight.
Then burn these herbs in teacup.
- Burn them in a teacup?
- You do have teacup?
Yes, yes.
Meanwhile, you are going
to pick up children from school?
No. I was gonna have the baby-sitter do it.
I have another appointment.
- It's good to see you.
- You, too.
- How's Doug?
- He's fine. I'm so happy for you, Nancy.
- Thank you.
- This is great.
- I got your flowers.
- Oh, good.
- It was very sweet.
- It was nothing.
Just a few months ago
we were on the beach in Southampton.
You were daydreaming about moving up.
And look, here you are. A big shot.
Well...
Tell him I'll be in later.
I'm so jammed. Meetings with writers,
lunch at NBC, and screenings till eight.
- Goodness.
- Anyhow, Alice, what can I do for you?
OK. Well, over the years,
certain ideas have occurred to me.