than that, I guess.
Not for me.
Macon, I know you loved Ethan.
And I know you mourn him,
but there's something so...
What do you call it?
Muffled about the way
you experience things.
It's like you're trying to slip
through life unchanged.
Sarah, I'm not muffled.
I endure. I'm holding steady.
I know you think that,
but I think you're fooling yourself.
It's not by chance you write books telling
people how to make trips without a jolt...
...so they can travel to wonderfuI, exotic
places and never be touched by them.
Never feeI they've left home.
That travelling armchair isn't
just your logo. It's you.
No, it's not. It's not.
When Ethan was in this house with us,
we were all right.
If there was a distance between us, it
didn't matter. We had Ethan in common.
But when we lost him, I needed you.
I needed you to comfort me.
I needed you to be the kind of person
you've never been...
...and that isn't even fair to ask of you.
That's why I have to go.
- Sarah-
- Don't fight this, Macon.
I don't know
how much strength I've got.
I'm never gonna recover from
Ethan's death. I don't expect it.
But there's a chance that I could
make a life anyway.
But my only hope
is to get out of here...
...away from you.
Let me go.
In the Southeast they say
that if you want to go to heaven...
...you have to change planes
in Atlanta.
The airport in Atlanta must have
10 miles of corridors.
Come or go, Edward.
Oh, make up your mind.
I could stop by and pick up the rug
on Saturday, if that's convenient.
Well, I leave for England
tomorrow afternoon.
Maybe I could bring the rug over.
Or I could let myself in on Saturday.
I should have agreed to teach
summer schooI or something.
Open my eyes in the morning and I think,
Why bother getting up?
Why bother eating?
Why bother breathing?
Me too, sweetheart.
Mr. Leary, come with me, please,
to identify the body.
Yes, that is my son.
So I guess I'll come by
while you're gone, if that's all right.
Oh, sorry.
Come on, Edward.
There's nothing to worry about.
- Hi there.
- Do you board dogs?
- Sure.
- I'd like to board Edward here.
- Do you have a reservation?
- A reservation? No.
- Most people reserve.
- Could you make an exception?
I've just come from the place
we've used before.
Suddenly they tell me they can't take
him, that he bit someone last time.
Edward, do you bite?
How could you do such a thing?
I'm catching a plane.
I'm leaving for a week...
...and I don't have a souI to look
after him. I'm desperate, I tell you.
- Can't you leave home with your wife?
- No.
- You're not married?
- I am, but she's living elsewhere.
They don't allow pets.
I'm a divorcee myself.
I know what you're going through.
So will you keep him?
I guess, if you're desperate.
Fill this out. Your name and address
and when you'll be back.
Don't forget to put when you'll be back.
I'll most likely see you again
when you pick him up...
...if you put the time of day
to expect you.
My name is MurieI.
Is this place open evenings?
- Every evening but Sundays, till 8.
- Oh, good.
MurieI Pritchett.
In London, England, I recommend
the Underground...
...for everyone except those
afraid of heights...
...and even for them, if they will avoid
the following stations.
It's mystifying why all hotels
throughout the world choose only...
...the most abrasive fabrics
for their bedspreads.
London is among
the better foreign destinations...
...in the important category
of hotel plumbing.
The British have only mixed success
with American cuisine...
...but the traveller with persistence
can find a meal in London...
...not much different from a meal
in Cleveland.
Here you are, guvnor.
Just as sold at the Yankee Stadium.
Have a nice day.
- Can I help you?
- I'm here for my dog.
- Your last name?
- Leary.
Oh, just a minute.
Hi