Love Story

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Hi.

Hey.

How was… How was the thing?

Well, you know.

It was a journalist's book party in Midtown.

How do you think it was?

- Utterly fine? - Violently fine.

Anthony dropped by for a bit.

Yeah? How'd he look?

Frail.

Wonder why he bothered showing up.

Life is for the living.

Does that constitute living?

A journalist book party in Midtown?

I had fun.

- Did you? - Yeah.

Although I did get trapped for about 20 minutes

by that artist lady who wears those hats.

Lizzie is a publicist.

The reason you think she's an artist is because she's a good publicist.

Um.

Wha-What are you doing?

What does it look like I'm doing?

I love this song.

You know what else I love?

Mmm?

I love you.

I love you too.

Tonight would have been so much more fun if you were there.

Everything's more fun when I'm there.

- That's usually true. -

You know, I think this is the first song we ever danced to.

God, we barely knew each other then.

- I knew you. I knew who you were. - Mmm?

- Yeah? - You were fearless.

No, I was terrified.

The way you used to walk into a room and just own it.

Used to?

No, you-you know what I mean.

Baby, I missed you tonight.

Everyone was asking where you were.

It's hard to keep track of all the excuses at this point.

You're hungry. I don't want the food to get cold.

I'm sorry.

I wasn't trying to guilt-trip you.

Just missed you.

I mean it was a completely mediocre book party in Midtown. I…

Really doesn't sound like I missed much, right?

If you were so desperate to see me, you would have just skipped it to see me.

And the fact that it didn't even occur to you as an option makes me feel like

this isn't just about us spending time together, but about…

People seeing us spend time together.

Just…

I hate showing up to these things alone.

Because of what people will say?

No. No.

Mmm.

- Well, obviously that's part of it. - Mm-hmm.

You know what happens anytime I show up to these things alone.

There's another headline stating that we're headed for divorce.

Uh, well, I mean, at this point, they're gonna write a story no matter what.

- So… - Exactly.

Damned if we do, damned if we don't.

Right, I just… I feel like we're saying the same thing here.

All I'm saying is I'd like to spend time with you outside of this loft.

I have a crazy idea.

- A plate? - Um, let's go on a trip.

- What kind of a trip? - Any kind of trip you want.

Mmm. Paris, Belize, Tahiti.

- Tahiti? - Yeah, Tahiti.

Just you and me at the beach.

No parties, no obligation, no press.

No clothes.

- Carolyn. - I'm serious.

Maybe after the holidays.

After the holidays? John, it's-it's August.

It's August 30th. That's essentially September.

We have the Delancey Street Foundation dinner

- in San Francisco. - Mm-hmm.

Back to New York for Fashion Week.

Then I have the Cuba trip.

After that, we're in the Vineyard, straight to Red Gate.

Then we're back in the city for Terry and Valerie's Halloween party.

November is the George anniversary dinner.

- Mm-hmm. - Thanksgiving at Hyannis.

- - Christmas with the cousins.

Your birthday in January.

Figured you'd wanna be with friends, but, yeah, a trip sounds nice.

Okay, so what you're saying is we can't go on vacation until 1998?

Of course not.

We have Hyannis next weekend, remember?

Fuck me, I forgot.

You know, a lot of people consider the Cape to be

one of the most beautiful areas of the country.

Yeah, I'm aware of that.

I don't have a problem with the Cape. It's the compound.

What about it?

Come on.

No, let's hear it.

- Out with it. -

Um. It's not relaxing. Every minute of the day is accounted for.

We can't sleep in, we can't sit on the beach, we can't go for a walk.

- There's no privacy, so we never have sex. - Hmm.

Oh. There's never enough hot water, which is frankly mind-boggling,

given the marvel that is modern plumbing.

And even in the height of summer, it's always cold, like w-how?

And there are all these insane, unwritten rules.

Like, uh, board games are verboten, but playing cards encouraged.

- What's the difference? -

Oh. And yogurt at breakfast is sensible, but yogurt at lunch is,

and I'm quoting your cousin here,

- "Some Weight Watchers shit." - "Some Weight Watchers shit."

Oh. And that, um, that rule about no TV during the day.

Well, that's not a rule.

It's just… Do you wanna watch TV during the day?

I want the option.

Spending your day in front of the TV on a beautiful summer's day is just wasteful.

So it is a rule?

It's a norm.

Oh, there's nothing norm about it, trust me.

Everyone shoots me these judgmental looks whenever I read magazines.

And-And before you say that Caroline reads magazines all the time too,

let me interrupt your interruption and say that Caroline reads The New Republic,

and while, technically, yes, that's a magazine, spiritually, it's a book.

- Vogue, that's a magazine. -

And don't think I haven't noticed the expectant looks

on everyone's faces when I abstain from a cocktail.

I am basically guzzling Dark 'n' Stormys prophylactically

at this point.

Yeah, I-I have to drink or else people will think I'm pregnant.

You think I'm joking, but I'm serious.

I-I just feel like I'm on display, like… like there's this sense of visibility.

Like-like my body is this living, breathing report card

broadcasting the state of our relationship.

- You could always drink a Sea Breeze. -

- And the clams. - The clams?

Over Fourth of July weekend,

your family had five clambakes over three days.

Six actually.

We had a midnight clambake, but I let you sleep through that one.

Who wants clams at midnight?

That-That's diabolical. That's sadistic.

Okay, okay, I hear you.

- Hyannis can be specific. - No, I believe I said, "Sadistic."

I like spending time with our family. I'm sorry.

John, they're your family.

They're your family too.

- Family is important. - Yeah, you and me, we're a family.

Hello.

What?

What happened?

Laur-Lauren, slow down, you're scaring me.

- What's going on? -

Mm-hmm.

Okay, what channel?

Will you?

Yeah, okay, let me call you back, all right?

Love you. Bye.

An update now on the condition of Princess Diana,

who was involved in a traffic accident in Paris this evening.

She is in a serious condition.

She was driving with her companion, Dodi Al-Fayed.

He, according to police officials, died in the accident…

- Oh, my God! - …along with a chauffeur.

The princess's bodyguard was also injured. We don't know his condition at this hour.

- The accident happened … - Oh, my God.

… as Diana's car was being pursued

by a group of paparazzis on motorcycles as they entered a tunnel

- along the River Seine. - I just saw her.

- What? - At Gianni's funeral.

I-I sat right behind her.

She has been monitoring Paris for any new information.

- Nina, can you hear me? - Yes, I can.

Dodi Al-Fayed, obviously, a very famous man, a millionaire as well.

Do you have any news on his condition?

We have police reports and others saying that he is in fact…

All we know at the moment is that he has in fact

as well as the driver.

Princess Diana apparently has been severely injured

as well as a bodyguard.

Do we know the nature of her injury?

- Carolyn. - Not at this moment.

- We know that she has been taken… - Carolyn.

Yeah?

The glasses in the dishwasher, are they clean?

What?

The glasses in the dishwasher, are they clean?

I-I don't know.

There has been no comment from Buckingham Palace…

You don't know if you ran the dishwasher or not?

- What? - I don't get how you don't know.