- She's awake. She sees. - She don't see.
As long as she ate the mouse, she can't see nor hear. Now sing.
I'm sorry to hear you aren't feeling well.
It's only the mouse bite.
You'd better have your legs tied down in case of convulsions.
Yes, I suppose so. There's always a chance it was rabid.
If the music bothers you let me know and I'll stop it.
Oh, no. Please don't change the program on my account.
Try to sleep. We'll be waiting up on deck.
This is no dream! This is really happening!
They tell me you have been bitten by a mouse.
Yes. That's why I couldn't come to see you.
That's all right. We wouldn't want you to jeopardise your health.
- Am I forgiven, Father? - Oh, absolutely.
It's after nine.
- Five minutes. - I have to be at Alan's at 10.
- Eat out. - Like hell I will.
- What time is it? - It's ten after nine.
What time did I go to sleep?
You didn't go to sleep. You passed out.
From now on you get cocktails or wine, not cocktails and wine.
The dreams I had.
Don't yell. I already filed them down.
I didn't want to miss baby night.
- A couple of nails were ragged. - While I was out?
It was fun, in a necrophile sort of way.
I dreamed someone was raping me.
- I don't know, someone inhuman. - Thanks a lot!
- What's the matter? - Nothing.
I didn't want to miss the night.
We could've done it this morning. Last night wasn't the only time.
I was a little bit loaded myself, you know?
- Hello! Did ya like it? - Oh, yes.
I put too much cream de cocoa in it.
No, no. You'll have to give me the recipe.
Yeah. You going shopping? Do me a teeny favour, will ya?
Get me six eggs, a small instant Sanka.
Right. Bye-bye.
Don't you think we ought to talk about it?
- What? - The way you haven't looked at me.
- What? I've been looking at you. - You haven't.
Sure I have. What is it? What's the matter?
Nothing. Never mind.
- No, don't say that. What is it? - Nothing.
Look, honey, I know I've been preoccupied with the part,
but it is important. That doesn't mean I don't love you.
- It was due on Friday. - It was?
It'll probably come tonight or tomorrow.
- Wanna bet? - Yeah.
- A quarter. You're gonna lose. - Shut up, will you?
You're getting me jumpy. It's only been two days.
When will I know?
I'll call you when I get the results.
I like to do a general examination just to know something more.
- Elise Dunstan recommended you. - How is she?
Fine. The boys are great. Did you deliver them all?
No, just the last. Universal haemoglobin.
Yes, Doctor.
- We went to see The Fantasticks. - Did you? Did you enjoy it?
- Yeah. - Good.
- Hello? - Mrs Woodhouse?
- Dr Hill? - Congratulations.
- Really? - Really.
- Are you there? - Yes, what happens now?
You come see me next month. Get those pills. One a day.
- I'll mail you hospital forms. - When will it be?
- It works out to be June 28th. - That sounds so far away.
It is. One more thing, we'd like another blood sample.
Yes, of course. What for?
The nurse didn't take enough, so would you drop by and see her?
But I am pregnant, aren't I?
Oh, yes, it's just for blood samp... er, blood sugar.
- You're pregnant, don't worry. - I'll come in on Monday.
- Don't forget the pills. - No, I won't. Goodbye, Dr Hill.
Blood sugar?
What's that?
That's great! That's just great.
- Father. - Mother.
Guy, listen. Let's make this a new beginning, OK?
A new openness with each other, because we haven't been open.
That's true. I've been so self-centred. That's the trouble.
You know I love you, don't you, Ro? I swear to God, I'll be as open...
- It's my fault too. - Bull, it's mine.
Bear with me. I'll do better, you hear?
Oh, Guy.
What?
It's a fine way for parents to be carrying on.
- Know what I'd love to do? - What?
Tell Minnie and Roman.
I know it's supposed to be a deep, dark secret,
but I already told them we were trying. They were so pleased.
- Tell them. - Back in two minutes?
You're pregnant. Another blood sample.
Now, that's what I call good news.
- Honey, congratulations. - Thank you.
Best wishes, Rosemary. We're more pleased than we can say.
We didn't have any champagne but this will do.
- When are you due? - June 28th.
It'll be so exciting. You got a good doctor?
Yes, very good.
One of the top obstetricians is a friend of ours, Abe Sapirstein.
Delivers all the society babies.
One of the finest obstetricians in the country.
- Wasn't he on Open End? - That's right.
- Ro? - Well, what about Dr Hill?
Don't worry, I'll tell him something. You know me.
I won't let you go to no Dr Hill nobody ever heard of.
The best is what you'll have! Where's your telephone?
- In the bedroom. - He's a brilliant man, very sensitive.
- Ro, sit down, sit down. - No, I'm fine.
Abe? Minnie. A dear friend of ours just found out she's pregnant.
I'm in her apartment right now. We said you'd take care of her,
you wouldn't charge your society prices neither.
Just a minute. Rosemary, tomorrow morning at 11?
- All right. - Yeah, 11 is fine, Abe.
Yeah, well, you, too. No, no, not at all.
All right. Well, let's hope so. Goodbye.
- Well, there you are. - Thanks a million, Minnie.
- I don't know how to thank you. - Just have a fine, healthy baby.
My, I can't wait to tell Laura-Louise.
Please don't tell anyone else, not right away.
She's right. There's plenty of time.
- Now, to a fine, healthy baby. - Hear, hear!
Andy. Or Susan.
Susan.
Please don't read books.
No pregnancy was ever exactly like the ones in books.
And don't listen to your friends, either.
No two pregnancies are ever alike.
- Dr Hill prescribed vitamin pills. - No pills.
Minnie Castevet has a herbarium. I'll have her make a daily drink
that'll be fresher, safer and more vitamin-rich than any pills.
Any questions, call me, night or day.
Call me, not your Aunt Fanny. That's what I'm here for.
- Here. - What's in it?
Snips and snails and puppy dogs' tails.
- But what if we want a girl? - Do you?
It would be nice if the first one were a boy.
There you are.
No, really, what is in it?
- A raw egg, gelatin, herbs. - Tannis root?
Some of that along with some other things.
If you want to be stupid be non-violent stupid.
I'm in love with no one, especially not your fat wife.
I'm a hopeless cripple...
What's that?
- I've been to Vidal Sassoon. - Don't tell me you paid for that?
- Guy, I have a pain. - Where?
- Here. - Just now?
- Since Monday. A sharp pain. - Did you see Sapirstein?
- I'm seeing him Wednesday. - This is ridiculous. Go see him.
- Why didn't you say? - I see him Wednesday regular.
A natural expansion of the pelvis. Take some ordinary aspirin.
I was afraid it might be an ectopic pregnancy.
I thought you weren't going to read books?
- It was in the drugstore. - It just worried you.
Throw it away, please? The pains will be gone in two days.
Ectopic pregnancy!
I look awful.
What are you talking about? You look great.
It's that haircut that looks awful.
You want the truth, honey, that's the worst mistake you ever made.
- My God! - It's Vidal Sassoon. It's very in.
- What's wrong with you? - Do I look that bad?
Terrible! You're not on one of those Zen diets?
- No. - Then what is it?
Have you seen a doctor?
I might as well tell you. I'm pregnant.
Rubbish. Pregnant women gain weight. They don't lose it.
I don't sleep well. I have stiff joints or something, so I get a pain.
- Nothing serious. - Well, congratulations.
- You must be very happy. - I am. We both are.
- Who's your obstetrician? - Abraham Sapirstein.
He delivered two of my daughter's babies.
- He's one of the best. - When did you see him last?
- Yesterday. - And?
And he says it's fairly common.
- How much weight have you lost? - Three pounds.
You've lost far more than that.
It's perfectly normal to lose a little at first.
Later on, I'll be gaining.
We must assume Dr Sapirstein knows whereof he speaks.
He should. He charges enough.
We get bargain rates. Our neighbours are his friends.
I'll go.
Stay where you are. It hurts less when I move around.
- I was just talking about you. - Favourably, I hope.
- Do you need anything? - No. Thank you for asking.
- Is Guy home already? - He won't be home till six.
A friend of ours is here. Would you like to meet him?
- If I won't be intruding? - No. Please come in.
Hutch, this is Roman Castevet. Edward Hutchins.
- How do you do? - How are you, sir?
I was just telling Hutch you sent me to Dr Sapirstein.
- Rosemary told you the news? - Yes.
- She must get plenty of rest. - I was alarmed by her appearance.
She has lost some weight, but that's quite normal.
Later she'll gain, probably too much.
- So I gather. - Please sit down.
Mrs Castevet makes a vitamin drink for me from herbs she grows.
All according to Dr Sapirstein's directions.
He's suspicious of commercially prepared vitamin pills.
But they're manufactured under every imaginable safeguard.
True, but pills can sit for months on a druggist's shelf,
and lose their original potency.
- I hadn't thought of that. - I like having everything natural.
I'll bet expectant mothers chewed tannis root before vitamin pills.
- Tannis root? - It's one of the herbs in the drink.
Is it an herb? Can a root be an herb?
- You don't mean anise or orrisroot? - No, tannis.
Look.
It's good luck, too.
Doesn't look like root matter,
more like mould or fungus of some kind.
- Is it ever called any other name? - Not to my knowledge, no.
Tannis. I must look it up in the encyclopaedia.
- What a pretty holder or charm. - The Castevets gave it to me.
You seem to be taking better care of Rosemary than her own parents.
We're very fond of her. And Guy. Now excuse me, I'll have to go.
- My wife is waiting. - It's nice to have met you.
Don't bother, Rosemary. We'll meet again, I'm sure.
I just noticed he has pierced ears.
Pierced ears and piercing eyes. What's she like?
Nosy. Funny. Guy's gotten very close to them.
I suppose they've become sort of parent figures for him.
- And you? - I don't know.
Sometimes they're too friendly and helpful.
Hey, what a surprise. How are you, Hutch? Good to see you.
- You're the surprise. What happened? - They had a rewrite.
- Stay where you are. Nobody move. - Would you like some coffee?
Love some!
- Loot! - Congratulations are in order.
- Wonderful, isn't it? - When's the baby due?
June 28th. Dr Sapirstein delivered two of Hutch's grandchildren.
Really?
I met your neighbour, Roman Castevet.
- Did you? Funny old duck, isn't he? - He has pierced ears.
- You're kidding? - No, I saw.
We haven't seen you lately,
but I'm so busy and Ro's pregnant, so we haven't seen anyone.
- Let's have dinner soon. - You're not going?
- Thanks for the coffee. - Thanks for coming.
This isn't mine. It must be yours.
Right. Have you thought about names, or is it too soon?
Andrew or Douglas for a boy, Melinda or Sarah for a girl.
- What happened to Susan? - Is there another of these?
- I don't see it, Hutch. - No, it's not here.
I probably left it at the City Centre. I'll stop back there.
- Let's have that dinner, shall we? - Next week.
- Goodbye. - Goodbye.
- That was a nice surprise. - Guess what he said.
- What? - I look terrible.
Good old Hutch. Spreading cheer wherever he goes.
I'm going to get a paper, honey.
- He's a professional crepehanger. - He's not.
Then he's a top-ranking amateur.
Hello. She's not feeling too well.
I think she's asleep.
She could be, yeah.
All right, can you hold on a minute?
It's Hutch. He wants to speak to you.
I told him you were resting but he said it couldn't wait.
- Hutch? - Dear, do you go out at all?
Well, I haven't been going out, why?
Can you meet me tomorrow morning in front of the Time-Life Building?
If you want me to. What is it? Can't you tell me now?
I'd rather not. We can have an early lunch.
- That would be nice. - Good. 11 o'clock?
OK. Did you find your glove?
They didn't have it. Good night, Rosemary. Sleep well.
You, too. Good night.
- What was that? - He wants to talk to me.
- What about? - I don't know. He wouldn't say.
Those boys' adventure stories are going to his head.
Where are you meeting him?
Time and Life Building tomorrow at 11 o'clock.
You're pregnant, I've got the yens.
- I'm getting an ice-cream. Want one? - I'd love one.
- Vanilla? - OK.
Minnie, I'm going out now, so I won't have my drink at 11.
Fine, dear. Take it later. Buzz me when you get back.
Pain, begone. I will have no more of thee.
- Yes? - Is this Edward Hutchins' apartment?
- Yes. Who is this? - My name is Rosemary Woodhouse.
I had an appointment with Mr Hutchins. Is he there?
- Hello? - He was taken ill this morning.
- Taken ill? - Yes.
He's in a deep coma at St Vincent's Hospital.
That's awful. I just spoke to him last night about 10.30.
- I spoke to him at 11. - Who is this?
You don't know me. I'm Grace Cardiff, Hutch's friend.
- Do they know what's causing it? - No, they don't know yet.
He's totally unresponsive. I'm going to the hospital now.
- Is there anything I can do? - Not really.
All right, thank you.
No! This is what I call the long arm of coincidence!
I said to myself, if Rosemary's going out,
I might as well do some Christmas shopping.
Now here you are, here I am. Isn't that something?
Darling, what's the matter? You feel all right?
You poor thing.
You know what? I think we better be going home now. What do you say?
- No, you have your shopping to do. - There's two more weeks.
It'll stop any day now.
It's like a wire inside me tightening.
Usually older women with less flexible joints have this trouble.
- I'm not going out. - You don't have to.
One minute to go!
Rosemary, meet Dr Shand. He used to be a famous dentist.
- He made the chain for your charm. - How do you do?
Come on, sweetie. Put this wonderful hat on.
Doctor, come over here.
- Minnie, Minnie! - Happy New Year.
- Have a good year. - Happy New Year.
To 1966! The year one!
What the hell are you doing?
Planning the menu. We're having a party a week from Saturday.
It's for our old... I mean, our young friends.
Minnie and Roman are not invited. Neither is Laura-Louise.
Nor is Dr Sapirstein.
It's a very special party. You have to be under 60 to get in.
Well... for a minute there, I didn't think I was going to make it.
You'll make it. You can be bartender.
Swell. Do you really think it's such a good idea?
It's the best idea I've had in months.
Shouldn't you check with Dr Sapirstein?
I'm giving a party, not swimming the English Channel.
What about the pain?
Haven't you heard? lt'll go away in a day or two.
- That looks interesting. - We're having some people over.
You feel up to entertaining?
Yes. These are old friends that I haven't seen in a long time.
- They don't even know I'm pregnant. - I'll give you a hand if you like.
No, thank you, Minnie, but I can manage.
It's a buffet, and we'll get a bartender, so...
I'll help take the coats.
No, really, you do too much for me as it is.
Well, let me know if you change your mind.
Drink your drink, hon.
I'd rather not. Not right this minute.
I'll drink it in a little while.
- It don't do to let it stand. - No, I won't.
You go back, I'll bring the glass back later.
I'll wait. Save you the walk.
It makes me very nervous when people watch me cook. Now, scoot.
Don't let it stand too long, it'll lose its vitamins.
You dirty, stinking secret-keeper. Congratulations!
- Congratulations. - Thank you.
- Hey, Rosie. - Yeah?
Bob and Leo got stuck at another party but they'll be over.
- Fine. - Rosie, it's a fantastic house!
- Hi. It's been so long. - You look like a piece of chalk.
You make him feed you, love.
- Adrian Marcato lived here. - And the Trench sisters.
They ate little children.
He doesn't just mean they ate them. He means they ate them.
I make their first one strong to get them happy.
Rosie, do you feel OK? You look tired.
Thanks for the understatement.
How do you like CC Hill? Isn't he a dream boy?
- But I'm not going to him. - You're not?
I've got another doctor named Sapirstein.
- Congratulations, Papa. - Thanks. Nothing to it.
- I'll take that dip inside. - Yeah, please. See my flowers?
Yeah. Elise, will you give me a hand?
Yeah, sure.
Is the other guy still blind?
Donald Baumgart? You know who he is. The boy Zoe Piper lives with.
- He's writing a play. - Is he still blind?
Yeah. He's going through hell trying to adjust.
He dictates and Zoe writes. Imagine the courage of this guy.
He's just been blind a few months.
Are you all right?
Yeah, I'm fine. I just had a cramp for a minute.
- Don't cry. - It's good for her.
Let her cry it out. It's all right, darling. Sit down.
- Out, out! - Let me in.
- Girls only. - I want to see Rosemary.
- She's busy. - I have to wash these...
Use the bathroom.
It hurts so much. I'm so afraid the baby's gonna die.
When did the pain start?
In November.
- November?! - What?
You have been in pain since November, and he's not helping?
He says it's gonna stop.
- Why don't you see another doctor? - No, he's very good.
- He was on Open End. - He sounds like a sadistic nut.
Rosemary, pain like that is a warning that something isn't right.
Go see Dr Hill. Go see anybody besides that... that...
- That nut. - Don't go on suffering like this.
I won't have an abortion.
Nobody's telling you to. Just see another doctor.
The thing to do now is move.
- Guy? - Yeah?
I'm going to Dr Hill Monday morning.
Dr Sapirstein is either lying, or he's...
I don't know, out of his mind.
Pain like this is a warning something's wrong.
- Rosemary... - I'm not drinking Minnie's drink.
I want vitamins in pills like everyone else.
I haven't drunk it for three days. I've thrown it away.
- You've what? - I've made my own drink.
Is that what those bitches were giving you in there?
- And is that their hint for today? - They're my friends...
They're not very bright bitches who should mind their own business!
They said get a second opinion.
Rosemary, you know who Dr Hill is? He's a Charlie nobody.
That's who he is!
I'm tired of hearing how great Dr Sapirstein is.
We'll have to pay Sapirstein, pay Hill. It's out of the question.
No, I'm not changing. I just wanna get a second opinion.
I won't let you do it, Ro.
I mean, because it's, uh... it's not fair to Sapirstein.
Not fair to...?
What are you talking about? What about what's fair to me?
You want a second opinion?
You tell Sapirstein and let him decide who gives it.
No! I want Dr Hill!
- At least have that much courtesy... - If you won't pay, I'll...
- Rosemary? What is it? - It stopped.
- What? - The pain stopped just like that.
- Stopped? - Stopped.
What was in that drink you made?
- Eggs, milk, sugar. - What else?
What else?
Come on, Rosemary, for Christ's sake, what else was in that drink?
It's alive! Guy, it's moving! It's alive! It's all right!
- Feel. Feel. - Yeah, I felt it.
- Don't be scared. It won't bite you. - It's wonderful. It really is.
I feel it kicking. It's alive! It's moving!
I'll clean up some of this mess.
Watch the walls.
- Thanks, have one on the baby. - Thank you very much.
What's that for?
- It's my hospital suitcase. - You got three weeks.
Yes? Hello, Mrs Cardiff.
No. Oh, my God.
Oh, my God. Yes, of course I will.
Hutch is dead.
I feel awful. All this time, I didn't even think of him.
Doctor. Doris, we'll see you later.
I beg your pardon. I'm Mrs Woodhouse. I knew your father.
- You're Rosemary? - I'm so sorry.
- Thank you. This is my sister. - How do you do?
- And my husband. - How do you do?
I'm sorry to be late.
- Excuse me. I'm Grace Cardiff. - I was hoping to meet you.
I was going to mail this, but I thought you'd be here.
- What is it? - A book.
Hutch regained consciousness and thought it was the next morning.
- You had the appointment? - Oh, yes.
I wasn't there, but he told the doctor to make sure you got the book.
Thank you.
And I'm to tell you the name is an anagram.
- The name of the book? - Apparently.
He was delirious, so it's hard to be sure.
I heard you come in. It wasn't very long.
- I was late. I couldn't get a taxi. - What a shame. You got mail already?
- Somebody gave it to me. - Here, I'll hold it. Book?
I know that house! The Gilmores used to live there.
I've been there lots of times. Grace... one of my favourite names.
- Yes. - You need anything?
- Nothing, thank you. - Take a nap.
- I'm going to. - Goodbye.
"Born in Glasgow in 1846, he was soon after brought to New York.
"He resided for several years in the United St...
"He was attacked by a mob outside the Bram..."
Outside, not in the lobby.
There are no witches. Not really.
The name is an anagram.