Through the Looking Glass

Papa?

Papa, wait.

Papa.

|t's time, Catherine.

I'm going to give you something entirely new and unique.

Where are you?

Papa?

-We'll emphasize those marvelous angles and the drama of those eyes.

The hair will remain stark, classic.

How long will you be away from us, Catherine?

Oh, I don't know.

A month, maybe.

|t's good that you'll be traveling.

Now, watch very carefully what I do, Catherine.

There's so much that's mediocre and trendy today,

but we're going to make you special.

I have a new line of pastels and the colors are luscious.

-I always seem to be waiting for Gene to finish with her.

-Did you see what she wore to the country club?

It was so sheer that you could see right through it when the light

was behind her.

-We used to be friends when we were children.

I could never wear anything like that.

Norman wouldn't permit it.

-If I had a house like hers, I'd be entertaining all the time.

It's been two years since I've been invited up there.

I will say, she can be a very gracious hostess,

but one never really feels comfortable.

Her manners are so fine, it's like she learned them in school.

You know what she reminds me of?

One of those wind-up dolls.

You look marvelous.

You'll be in for a touch-up before you leave?

-Yes. -Good.

Maybe.

Bye-bye.

If you remember, draw me a card.

You're going to be late, ma'am.

Dinner is early this evening because of your guests.

Mommy.

Mommy, guess what?

Daddy got home before you.

He brought me a present.

Well, that's nice.

That's nice, darling.

Don't you want to see it?

Well, not now, darling.

I have to dress for dinner.

Okay?

Do you know my papa is the most magnificent horseman I ever saw?

He would actually ride to the factory sometime,

right down the main street of town. Can you imagine?

-Catherine's father could get away with anything.

He practically owned the town.

-Oh. -Come to say goodnight?

No.

I came to show Mr. Manchester the pictures of me.

-Jennifer, I think you ought to be up in bed, yes?

-Tell your mother that I think it's okay to show your pictures to Mr. Manchester.

My daughter is in a play at school.

Can you imagine, when I was her age, I had the same part.

In fact, they still have my picture up.

I wore --

It was a --

-I called you the other day when we arrived here.

I thought you might show us around.

I was here all day.

Catherine sometimes disappears for hours.

I think she's found herself a lover.

Richard, don't even joke like that.

Jennifer, now, I really think you ought to be up in bed.

Don't you, Richard?

Yes.

I could give you a goodnight hug, honey.

-Goodnight, Mother. Goodnight, Mrs. Manchester.

-My husband tells me you travel a great deal.

Yes, we do travel quite a bit.

I really envy you that.

I guess it's the business you're in.

I am getting away, though.

We're going to go to Paris and then we're going to go on to Venice.

Yes, Catherine needs to get away.

Don't get me wrong, though.

I really love this place.

I really love it.

I have lived all my life in this house.

I was born here.

You can't imagine how many wonderful memories

it holds for me.

-It wasn't until last year that she'd consent to have

the place redecorated.

Then she wouldn't throw the junk out, she had to stuff the attic with it.

|t's not junk, Richard.

I'm sorry, dear, but you just don't have an appreciation for fine things.

I want you to understand that at one time, this house was

the showpiece of the county.

Yes, I'm sure it was, Catherine.

Would you like a cigar, Arthur? -Sure, terrific.

You know what, Catherine, you ought to come by and visit us sometime

before you go to Europe.

Thank you.

That would be very nice.

-I always think my wife is at her most desirable when she's warm

and flushed with brandy.

Richard.

-She hardly took a sip until her father died six years ago,

the beautiful and cultivated Catherine Johnston.

Now, she's my matter-of-fact, everyday wife, but she's still beautiful.

Come on, honey. Pour yourself another.

.5orry-

I'm glad you came.

I really am. It's just that I'm not feeling very well.

Please, forgive me.

Please.

-Catherine, what the hell is the matter with you?

A moment ago, you were feeling just fine.

It was a very nice evening, Richard.

The hell is wrong?

Can't you just, for once, leave me be?

I'm sorry.

Don't care about them.

We're alone now.

We're alone.

I really shouldn't be here.

What if Papa should come up?

I'm getting so grown up.

No wonder everybody stares at me the way they do.

Can you imagine?

What if they could see me, what I do here?

I'll have to buy all new dresses,

new styles,

something low,

décolleté,

soft,

chiffon,

satin,

SO everyone can See.

Wouldn't you like to see?

Just touch me.

It's mine.

It's mine.

For you.

Anything for you.

Anything for you, Catherine.

Catherine.

Catherine.

I love you, Catherine.

I want you, Catherine.

I want you, Catherine.

Everything.

Only you.

There's no one else, I promise.

More.

More.

Deepen

Oh.

Oh, God.

I'd love to look at you, Catherine.

To look at you.

To touch you.

To kiss you.

I want you, Catherine.

Feel me.

Feel me.

Feel me, Catherine.

I love you, Catherine.

You.

Feel me.

Mrs. Burgess, are you all right?

Are you there?

Yes.

Lisa, I'm fine.

Go back to sleep.

Good job on these flowers.

When you get through with it, I wish you'd wash up the car a little bit,

all right? -Richard?

I was just thinking,

it would be so nice if I could come to town later and we could have lunch.

One sharp at the hotel.

-Abel, have the car ready at 12:30 and bring some flowers to my bedroom.

Lisa?