Love Letters

My darling,

remembering as I sit here those last days

before we met in Los Angeles,

they now seem very significant.

For though they consisted only in waiting,

I knew as I waited, my life was about to change.

And even though I've returned home now

and all likelihood, never see you again,

it is true that I am a new and better person

for with you I have known the fullest love possible.

It feels like a long time ago.

Six months, it's not so long really.

All this began then.

Is she up?

Just as it ended now with Mama.

Mama?

Anna, come in.

- What are sitting here with the lights off for?

Waiting for you, listening for you.

What's this? - What do you think?

Oh, gardenias, my favorite.

- It's not even the season. - Dr. Barnkin,

please call Station 27. - Smell.

Did you listen to my show, today?

Don't I always?

Anna, you're the only thing in my life that's really

turned out.

That I can really be proud of.

I want you to know that.

Please don't, Mama.

You won't make the same kinda mistakes that I did.

You're so much smarter than I ever was.

I have.

Dr. Barnkin,

please report to geriatrics. - Something important for you.

You've never seen this before.

I've had it for a long, long time.

Who gave it to you?

Not Daddy.

It doesn't fit anymore.

I never really could wear it anyway.

I want you to have it now.

I'll keep it for you

'til ya get better.

All right.

I love you.

Just go ahead the way you've been going.

I know you'll be fine.

Hi, Daddy.

Hi.

Dr. Cameron, please meet Dr. Bock in--

Well, how are we feelin', today?

Oh, about the same.

How's work?

Work's okay.

New owners are nice.

Looks like they're gonna keep me on.

Koreans.

I have to go.

So soon?

I have a 6 a.m. show.

Don't get up for it, okay?

I'll see you tomorrow.

Bye, Daddy.

Bye.

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and I mean with a capital C,

so here from the '50s are The Capitols and Speed Row.

Anna.

God, I'm sorry I'm late.

Thanks for coverin' for me.

Where were ya last night?

- I heard the most incredible band, again.

- The guy out there in the gray sweater,

ya know him?

I'm tryin' to pick his pocket

for the Evening in New Music concerts.

He's a donor?

That guy's loaded.

God bless him.

- Play me some Shirelles for the ride home, okay?

- You got it. - Bye.

- See ya later. - Oh.

Oh, I'm sorry.

- Hello, again. - Hello.

- You're Anna Winter, aren't you?

- Mm-hmm. - Hi, I'm Oliver Andrews.

I'm a fan, a very big fan of yours.

I listen to you all the time. - That's great.

I've always wanted a fan.

It's been nice to meet you, Mr. Andrews.

Excuse me. - Nice to meet you, too.

Anna, I hope I'll be seeing you again.

In the meantime, I'll be listening.

- If you're a widower, do you still wear a wedding ring?

I don't know.

You know this is a hangup with you, father figures.

Harley wasn't that much older.

Yeah, Harley was an aberration.

I'll say.

You wanna carry this for a minute?

Not much; okay, I will.

I had an actual date the other night.

Yeah, how'd it go?

Oh, really badly.

This guy got loaded and proceeded to tell me

his entire life story. - Yeah?

At least ya got a good meal out of it.

- No way, wasn't anyway I was gonna end up owing that guy.

Dutch treat, he woulda jumped me for sure.

Listen, you wanna go to my house or your house?

Mine.

- I'm goin' celibate, I'm givin' up men.

I mean, I'm really sick and tired

of tryin' to find some kinda guy

that is witty, intelligent, rich, handsome.

You just want a Prince Charming.

Yeah and why not?

All I ever get are these kinda guys that grumble

outta the bedroom in the morning.

They smell, they never even help you make the bed.

- Now, you're talkin' about George.

Good ol' George, dropped his clothes everywhere

and expected me to pick 'em up.

- You did. - Well, somebody had to.

I'm tellin' you, that guy couldn't even fry an egg

without asking me 15 questions.

How hot should the pan be?

Where's the thing ya flip it with?

How can I tell when it's done?

- He just wanted a mama. - Yeah.

He wanted a mama, you wanna papa.

You know, no wonder you and George never got along.

- You just pick the wrong guys, Wendy.

So what else is new?

It's like a national disease.

Look at Harley.

Harley is a national disease.

You know, it's not George.

It's not Harley.

It's men in general.

They're an inferior breed.

- Excuse me, are you Maggie's daughter?

I sang with your mother in the choir.

I just want you to know that we loved her very much.

She was a real live wire.

Oh, Chuck, you come to dinner next week.

Be sure. - Thank you, Frank.

Ready to go, hun?

Good.

Good cake.

Your mother had some things upstairs

you might wanna go through.

I want you to take anything.

Anything

that you might want.

Anything you think should be saved.

What are ya gonna do, Daddy?

I kinda hoped you might

come by a little more often than...

I know you and your mother were very close.

- Daddy? - I'm all right!

- Daddy? - I'm all right.

You just go upstairs.

Come on, Sammy.

My darling,

during the last weeks, I couldn't write as often as you,

but it was the press of work and nothing else

that stopped the flow.

Most of the time, I can hardly believe you're married.

I love you.

My love and need seem a permanent part of me,

a part that will not disappear in a year or 10 or 20.

You are the woman of my heart

and I'm happy you are despite all the obstacles,

the impossibilities.

I am yours, Joseph.

Sammy and I have had our walk

and we feel much the better for it.

Good.

You gonna be long?

No, I'll just clear up.

Take your time.

I wouldn't want you to miss anything.

Uh, you're gonna spend the night, aren't ya?

I mean,

it's gettin' awful late.

Okay.

Yeah.

Good.

I wanted to tell ya

that I love you.

I love you very much.

Go to sleep, Daddy.

At moments, I have the egocentric idea