reaction.
So, anyway, good luck
with the house, Sarah. Goodbye.
- How's the weather in Edmonton?
- It's kind of gray.
Here it's sunny. Sunny and humid.
Here the air is so dry that rain
disappears before it hits the ground.
- Really?
- You can see it above the plains.
It looks like stripes that just fade away
about halfway down from the sky.
I wish I were there
to watch it with you.
Well, I moved back into the house.
Mostly I just stay upstairs.
You wouldn't believe how lonely it is.
Macon, do you...?
What's that person's name,
the one you live with?
Muriel.
Do you plan on staying
with Muriel forever?
I really couldn't say.
Macon, come home.
Let's try again.
- I like this, Macon.
- Me too, sweetheart.
You know what I missed most when
we were separated? Little things.
The Saturday errands. Even the
things that used to bother me...
...like your taking forever
in a hardware store.
Macon, I think when people
have been married as long as we have...
...maybe it's just meant to be.
Anything different
just doesn't feel right.
Rose, why haven't you
moved back with Julian?
Sarah, you wouldn't believe the state
the boys were in when I came back here.
They were living in their pajamas
to avoid doing laundry.
- They were eating gorp for supper.
- I won't even ask what gorp is.
It's a mixture of wheat germ
and nuts and dried fruit.
What about your apartment?
What about Julian?
You know, I kept losing that apartment
every time I turned around.
I would head east to the grocery
store and turn west to get back again...
...and I would always be wrong.
Always.
I mean, the apartment building
would've worked to the north somehow.
Macon, are you really doing this?
You mean to tell me you can just
use a person up and move on?
You think I'm some kind of bottle
of something you don't need anymore?
Is that the way you see me, Macon?
Thought I'd bring you
the materials for Paris.
Yeah, it just arrived this morning.
Do you think that Rose
is not coming back?
She's worried about the boys.
They're eating glop or something.
Those aren't boys, Macon,
they're men in their 40s.
- I'm afraid that she's left me.
- No, no, you can't be sure of that.
And not even for any reason.
Our marriage was working out fine...
...but she wore herself a groove
in that house and she can't help...
...but swerve back into it.
At least, I can't think of
any other explanation.
Well, that sounds about right.
Why don't you give her a job, Julian?
- A job?
- Yeah. Show her that office of yours.
That filing system
you never get sorted...
...the secretary chewing her gum
and forgetting appointments.
Don't you think Rose
could take all that in hand?
- Well, sure, but...
- Call her up.
Tell her your business is going
to pieces. Ask her to come in...
...and get things organized.
Get things under control.
Put it that way.
Use those words.
"Get things under control," tell her.
Then sit back and wait.
Of course, what do I know?
No, you're right.
You're absolutely right.
What do you think of
the sofa bed?
It's okay. It's good.
How about the fabric?
Seems very nice.
Honestly, Macon, what's come over you?
You used to be downright finicky.
Well, it's...
...fine, Sarah. It looks very nice.
Let's make it up.
Why don't we give the bed a trial run?
- Trial run?
- Yeah.
Macon?
You've never asked if I slept with
anyone while we were separated.
Don't you want to know?
No.
- I think you'd wonder.
- Well, I don't.
Macon, the trouble with you is...
Sarah? Look, don't even start.
By God, if that doesn't sum up everything
that's wrong with being married.
"Macon, the trouble
with you is...
...I know you better than you
know yourself, Macon."
The trouble with you is,
you don't believe in people opening up.
You think everyone should stay
in their own little sealed package.
Okay. Let's say that that's true.
Let's say for now that you do know what
the trouble with me is, that