Serious Moonlight

- Thank you. - No problem, buddy.

Michelle, have your heck to the wind ...

and drove up to the country a day early.

Wanna surprise Ian,

spend the long weekend with him.

So, I need you to call Metler ...

tell him his papers were filed yesterday ...

and everything is fine. I will talk to him first thing on Monday ...

morning and call my dentist ...

cancel that appointment and re-schedule it for Tuesday afternoon.

And then cancel my meetings for the rest of the day.

You know what to do!

That is why you are my assistant.

Is there anything else I can ... ?

- Hi Louise. - Hi honey.

How is Chicago?

Your flight leaves in a couple of hours, right? Can't wait to see you.

Yeah, yeah me too.

Excuse me, Lou. I am just about to head into a meeting.

I'll see you at the house tomorrow, OK?

Ya, see ya tomorrow. I'll be driving up in the evening.

See you then. Bye.

Dearest Louise:

I am not spending the weekend here ...

as we planned.

I have come to a crossroads here: marriage.

And I need to go away and have some time to think.

Sorry I took this in a letter.

Please remember to feed the fish.

Remember to feed the fish?

No, no, no ... I can't do ... no. Stupid.

Um, I am very sorry.

You're wonderful and I don't deserve you.

- Michelle, listen! - I don't know what you think of him.

His purchase is going forward, that's what you need to tell him ...

over and over again until he calms down.

- You should call ... - No, I am not going to call him myself.

Michelle, there is someone inside my house.

Oh, somebody quite romantic.

Listen Michelle, no more calls ...

for the rest of the day. I want you to hold all calls.

Looks like I am about to have a lot of sex.

Ya, ya, ya. Well handle it yourself ...

Ms. Harvard Bachelorette, that's what I pay you to do.

Kiss, kiss, kiss.

Ian!

You came back early.

Look at these flowers. They're just beautiful.

You haven't done this for me in years.

Business meeting in Chicago ― my ass.

Oh my God. That is sexy.

- What's wrong? - Please sit down.

- No. - Please, please ...

- Louise. - This is great.

Louise,

I was in the middle of writing it when you got here, so ...

it's ... you're a day early. You weren't supposed to be here till tomorrow.

- Please feed the fish? - No, I crossed that part out,

it wouldn't have made it into the final letter at all.

What does this mean, Ian?

Louise. I ...

Why are you leaving? What do you need to think about?

Why can't you think about it here?

I'm going to Paris.

Paris?

Look, I have been having serious doubts about this marriage ...

and I think that ...

No, you are not going, Ian.

You're gonna stay right here ...

and we are going to work through this together,

as we always manage to do. - No, not this time.

Who is she?

No, this isn't about anybody else. This is about you, about me, about us,

it's nobody else.

- But there is someone else? - No, no ... it's ...

Look at your hand when you said "No".

Why don't you look at your hand?!

Where is your wedding ring?

And why are there flowers everywhere and petals all over the floor?

Things haven't been right between us.

Well, nobody told me that, Ian. I thought they were beautiful.

And our anniversary dinner 2 months ago,

you leaned into me ...

took my hand and said: "I'm so happy!" - Yes I know. I was lying.

- You were lying? - I was lying.

- You were lying? No, Ian. - No, I cant, I can't ...

If you were confused or unhappy ... ?

You decide to tell me this in a note?

After 13 years of marriage ...

that's what I deserve?

I can't stand confrontation, you know that.

I know it's crappy of me, I realize it ...

but you deserve better.

I feel awful.

What am I supposed to do then, Ian?

Am I supposed to sit here and watch you leave ...

and not know why ...

and wait until the divorce papers come?

I mean, what kind of creep does that?

Are you that kind of creep?

And don't numb-out on me!

You are not leaving this house,

until you at least try ...

to work things out with me. You are my husband.

That's the least you can do!

I'm in love with someone else, Louise.

There, I said it.

- Stop packing, Ian. - No.

I said stop packing.

I'm going to Paris first thing in the morning, Louise ―

No, you are not. You are not going anywhere.

which means I'm very sorry, Louise.

I said stop packing !!!

Uh, fuck!

What the fuck!

Have you gone completely insane?! Louise !!!

Calm down Ian, you're gonna have an anorism!

- Oh, my head. - Yeah, oh I know.

I'm really so sorry about that. I really am.

I brought you some water.

Fine, I'll drink it myself.

Ow, oh, ow, Ian. Damn tooth ― I got a cavity.

Why am I duct-taped to a fucking chair, Louise?

Because my love, I have decided to keep you here ...

until we can work this out.

I don't love you anymore.

Well, then you just stay here until you do.

That's completely insane!

Why?

'Cause my life doesn't work that way. You can't keep a person hostage ...

until they love you.

Oh, come on Ian. I am sure it's been done before.

I love Sara, not you, and that's not gonna change.

Sara, who is Sara?

She's the person I deeply love,

and you are making her look better by the minute.

And I'm sure she'll be hurt when you dump her,

but she'll live.

As a lawyer, you took an oath to uphold the law,

but I'm pretty sure you are not upholding the law here.

I could make a case for it.

Louise, I hate you, and I think you are a psycho ...

and you are gonna be jailed and institutionalized.

Yeah, that'll be pretty hard to do ...

when you can't even move an arm.

I mean eventually after I ... - Yes, after you are free of course.

But by that time you won't want to,

because you will love me again.

No Sara, no divorce, no pressing charges, just love.

The way it was supposed to be ...

when we first took our vows, you remember, Ian?

Yeah, you know, you are right. Come here, come here.

Ok.

Yeah, you know it's ... Yeah, you're right.

It really isn't fair for me, to just up and leave ...

without giving us a chance to work this through.

Why don't you un-tape me, sit down and we'll talk this out, OK?

You won't be un-taped until you love me again.

Oh c'mon I love you, I do. I swear to God.

- You're an atheist. - I love you.

You're my wife.

Thank you.

Thank you for helping me see what a stupid thing I was about to do.

Yeah. You shocked me into reality, you really ...

you really did. I love you.

- I love you, I love you. - You are the worst liar, you are.

Your pupils grow to the size of Pluto,

your brow gets all sweaty, you can't even look me in the eye.

I love you, Lou. I do.

No, you don't. You think I'm a psycho,

who you want to divorce and prosecute.

I'm not an idiot, Ok?

Why don't you let me go.

But that will change, my love. You'll see,

and we will be happy. - Let me go you fucking lunatic!

- Sara. - Sara?

Sara, I am a hostage here! Sara!

- Hostage up here! - Shut up!

Hostage here, Sara! Call the police!

Call the poli ...

- Sara ... I presume. - Hi, yes. I'm Sara.

- You must be ... - Louise, Louise ― the wife.

- I thought ― where is ... - Ian?

Well ... sheesh, it's a cliché: "He is tied up at the moment."

So, come with me. Let's have a chat.

Gal to gal.

- Sara? - Yeah.

Wow! You are very pretty.

Thank you. You are very pretty too, Louise.

You are like ... Wow!

Anyways ... sit down.

So ...

Congratulations. My husband is leaving me for you.

I'm so sorry, Louise, I ...

I didn't ― I just fell in love with him. I didn't mean to. It just ...

No need to apologize. I'm fine.

- Really. - Really?

I'm so glad, I am so glad,

because I have been feeling so much sadness and guilt.

Oh, I'm sorry.