Speaker: Ladies and gentlemen, we are about to begin our descent into Los Angeles. The sound you just heard is the landing gear locking into place. Los Angeles weather is clear, temperature is 72’F. We expect to make our four hour and eighteen minute flight on schedule. We’ve enjoyed having you on board and look forward to seeing you again in the near future.
Sound of Silence
Vocals: Simon & Garfunkel
Hello darkness, my old friend.
I’ve come to talk with you again.
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Within the sound of silence.
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
’neath the hallo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp,
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light,
That split the night,
And touched the sound of silence.
And in the naked night I saw, ten thousand people maybe more.
People talkin’ without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share.
No one dare
Disturb the sound of silence.
“Fools,” said I, “you do not know,
silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you.”
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed in the well of silence.
And the people bow and prayed
To the neon God they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming.
And the signs said “The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls and the tenement halls”.
And whispered in the sound of silence.
(The Bradders. Upstairs in Benjamin’s bedroom.)
Benjamin’s Father (F for short): Hey, what’s the matter? The guests are all downstairs, Ben, waiting to see you.
Benjamin (B for short):Dad, could you explain it to them that I have to be alone for a while?
F: These are all our good friends, Ben. Most of them have known you since, well practically, since you were born. What is it, Ben?
B: I’m just…
F: About what?
B: I guess about my future.
F: What about it?
B: I don’t know. I want it to be…
F: To be what?
(Benjamin reluctantly follows his father downstairs.)
Ben’s mother: Listen, everybody! I want you all to be quiet. I’ve got Ben’s college yearbook here and I just want to read you some of the wonderful things about Ben. Be quiet, please! Captain of the cross-country team. Head of the debating club. Associate editor of the college newspaper in his junior year. Managing editor in his senior.
(Later, Ben gets back in his room, lying in the darkness. All of a sudden, Mrs. Robinson comes in.)
Mrs. Robinson (R for short): Oh Benjamin, I wanna ask you something.
R: Could you take me home?
R: My husband took the car. Will you drive me home?
B: Here…uh, you take it. (Ben throws the car key to Mrs. Robinson.) Do you know how to work a foreign shift? You don’t?
B: Let’s go.
(Ben drives Mrs. Robinson home. Mrs. Robinson insists on asking Ben to go in for a drink.)
R: What do you drink, Bourbon?
B: Look Mrs. Robinson. I drove you home. I was glad to do it, but I have some things on my mind. Can you understand that?
B: All right.
R: What do you drink? Benjamin, I’m sorry to be this way, but I don’t want to be left alone in this house.
B: Why not?
R: Please wait ‘till my husband gets home.
B: When is he coming back?
R: I don’t know. Drink?
B: No. Are you always this much afraid of being alone?
B: Well, why can’t you just lock the doors and go to bed?
R: I’m very neurotic.
(Mrs. Robinson turns on the radio.)
R: May I ask you a question? What do you think of me?
B: What do you mean?
R: You’ve known me nearly all your life. You must have formed some opinion of me.
B: Well I always thought that you were a very nice person.
R: Did you know I was an alcoholic?
R: Did you know that?
B: Look, I think I should be going.
R: Sit down, Benjamin.
B: Mrs. Robinson, if you don’t mind my saying so, this conversation is getting a little strange. Now, I’m sure that Mr. Robinson will be here any minute now.
R: My husband will be back quite late. He should be gone for several hours.
B: Oh, my God!
B: Oh, no, Mrs. Robinson, oh, no.
R: What’s wrong?
B: Mrs. Robinson, you didn’t …I mean you didn’t expect……
B: I mean you didn’t really think I’d do something like that?
R: Like what?
B: What do you think?
R: Well, I don’t know.
B: For God’s sake. Mrs. Robinson. Here we are. You got me into your house, you give me a drink, you put on music, now you start opening up your personal life to me and tell me your husband won’t be home for hours.
B: Mrs. Robinson, you’re trying to seduce me.
(Mrs. Robinson asks Ben upstairs to have a look of Elaine, her daughter’s picture. And here, to Ben’s astonishment, she tells Ben that he may call her wherever he finds it convenient. At this critical moment, Mr. Robinson drives back. Ben hurries downstairs.)
Mr. Robinson: Is that Ben’s car in front?
B: Yes, sir! I drove…er…I drove Mrs. Robinson home. She wanted me to drive her home so I drove her home.
Mr. Robinson: Swell! I appreciate it.
B: She’s upstairs. She wanted me to wait down here ‘till you got home.
Mr. Robinson: Standing guard over the old castle, are you?
B: Yes, sir.
Mr. Robinson: Congratulations.
B: Thank you.
Mr. Robinson: Looks like you need a refill.
B: Oh no, I’ve got to go.
Mr. Robinson: Anything wrong? You look a little shaken up.
B: Oh no no, I’m just, I’m just a little worried about my future. I’m a little upset about my future.
Mr. Robinson: Ah, come on. Let’s have a nightcap together. Scotch?
Mr. Robinson: Ben, how old are you now?
B: Twenty. I’ll be twenty one next week.
Mr. Robinson: That’s a hell of a good age to be.
B: Thank you. Thank you very much, sir.
Mr. Robinson: I…er…I wish I was that age again. Because Ben…
Mr. Robinson: You’ll never be young again.
B: I know.
Mr. Robinson: Ben, can I say something to you?
Mr. Robinson: How long have we known each other now? How long have you and I known each other? How long have your dad and I been partners?
B: Quite a while.
Mr. Robinson: I watched you grow up, Ben.
B: Yes, sir.
Mr. Robinson: In many ways I feel as though you were my own son.
B: Thank you.
Mr. Robinson: So I hope you won’t mind my giving you a friendly piece of advice.
B: I’d like to hear it.
Mr. Robinson: Ben, I think you ought to be taking it a little easier right now than you seem to be. Sow a few wild oats, take things as they come. Have a good time with girls and so forth.
(Mrs. Robinson comes downstairs.)
R: Don’t get up.
Mr. Robinson: I…er…I was just telling …er…
Mr. Robinson: Ben.
B: Ben here that he ought to sow a few wild oats. Have a good time while he can. You think that’s sound advice?
R: Yes, I do.
B: I got to go.
Mr. Robinson: You have yourself a few flames this summer. I bet you are quite a ladies man, huh?
B: Oh no!
Mr. Robinson: What? You look to me like the kind of guy who has to fight them off. Doesn’t he look to you like the kind of guy who has to fight them off?
R: Yes, he does.
Mr. Robinson: Elaine gets down from Berkeley on Saturday.
B: Oh, yes?
Mr. Robinson: You want to give her a call?
B: I will.
R: Thank you for taking me home. I’ll see you soon I hope.
(Several days later, Benjamin gives Mrs. Robinson a call from a hotel.)
B: I don’t quite know how to put this.
B: Look. I was thinking about that time after the party.
R: Where are you?
B: And I was wonderful if I could buy you a drink or something.
R: Where are you?
B: The Taft Hotel.
R: Did you get a room?
B: No. No, I know it’s pretty late and if you’d rather…
R: Give me an hour.
R: I’ll be there in an hour.
(An hour later, Mrs. Robinson arrives at the hotel.)
R: Hello, Benjamin.
B: Oh, hello.
R: May I sit down?
B: Of course.
R: Thank you. How are you?
B: Very well thank you.
R: May I have a drink?
B: A drink? Of course. You didn’t see me.
R: Waiter, I will have a martini.
Waiter: Yes, ma’am.
R: You don’t have to be so nervous, you know.
B: Nervous? Well, I am a little nervous. I mean…it’s pretty hard to be swallowing for me.
R: Did you get us a room?
R: Have you gotten us a room yet?
B: I haven’t, no.
R: Do you want to?
B: Well, I don’t…I mean I could. Or we could just talk.
R: You want me to get it?
B: You? Oh no, I’ll get it.
B: Excuse me.
Receptionist: Yes, sir?
B: A room. I’d like a room please.
Receptionist: Single room or a double room?
B: A single just for myself please.
Receptionist: Sign the register please. (Ben hesitates for a moment and signs a fake name.) Anything wrong sir?
B: What? No, nothing.
Receptionist: Do you have any luggage, Mr. Gladstone?
B: Luggage? Yes. Yes, I do.
Receptionist: Where is it?
Receptionist: Where is your luggage?
B: Oh, it’s in the car. It’s out there in the car.
Receptionist: Very good, sir. I’ll have a porter bring it in.
B: Oh, no. I mean i…I’d rather not go through all of the trouble of bringing it all in. I just have a toothbrush I can get it myself. That’s all right.
Receptionist: Of course. I’ll have a porter show you the room.
B: Oh, well…actually I just as soon find it myself. Just have the toothbrush to carry up and I can handle it myself.
Receptionist: Whatever you say, sir.
B: Thank you.
(Mrs. Robinson, still waiting in the café, and is told she is wanted in the phone.)
Receptionist: Mrs. Robinson?
Receptionist: For you.
R: Thank you. Hello.
B: Mrs. Robinson.
B: It’s Benjamin.
B: Benjamin Bradder.
R: Benjamin, where are you?
B: Can you look through the glass? Can you see me now?
R: Yes, I can.
B: I got a single room.
R: That’s fine.
B: But there’s one thing. The desk clerk seemed to be a little bet suspicious. Now, I don’t know what the policy is…
R: Well, do you want to go up first?
B: Yes, I think that would be good.
R: I’ll be up in five minutes.
B: Good-bye, then.
R: Isn’t there something you want to tell me?
B: Tell you?
B: Well, I want you to know how much I appreciate this. Really.
R: The number.
R: The room number, Benjamin. I think you want to tell me that.
B: You’re absolutely right. It’s 568.
R: Thank you.
B: You’re welcome. Well, I’ll see you later, Mrs. Robinson.
R: Check, please.
(Later they meet in the room.)
R: Hello, Benjamin.
B: Hello, Mrs. Robinson.
R: I’ll get undressed now. Is that all right?
B: Sure. Shall I…I mean shall I just stand here? I mean I don’t know what you want me to do.
R: Why don’ t you watch.
B: Oh, sure. Thank you.
R: Will you bring me a hanger?
R: A hanger.
B: Oh, yes. Wood?
B: Wood or wire, they have both.
R: Either one would be fine.
(Benjamin gets a hanger from the closet.)
R: Thank you. Would you help me with this please?
R: Thank you.
B: You’re welcome.
(Ben stands by. Mrs. Robinson turns off the light after getting undressed.)
R: Benjamin, would this be easier for you in the dark?
B: Mrs. Robinson, I can’t do this.
R: You what?
B: This is all terribly wrong.
R: Do you find me undesirable?
B: Oh no, Mrs. Robinson. I think you’re the most attractive of all my parents’ friends. I mean that. I find you desirable but I…for God’s sake, can you imagine my parents? Can you imagine what they would say if they just saw us here in this room right now?
R: What would they say?
B: I have no idea, Mrs. Robinson. But for God’s sake! They brought me up. They made a good life for me and I think they deserve better than this. I think they deserve a little better than jumping in the bed with the partner’s wife.
R: Are you afraid of me?
B: Oh, no, you’re missing the point. Look, maybe we could do something else together. Mrs. Robinson, would you like to go to a movie?
R: Can I ask you a personal question?
B: Ask me anything you want.
R: Is this your first time?
B: Is this what?
R: It is, isn’t it? It’s your first time.
B: That’s a laugh, Mrs. Robinson. That’s really a laugh.
R: Well, you can admit that, can’t you?
B: Are you kidding?
R: It’s nothing to be ashamed of.
B: Wait a minute.
R: I’m your first time…
B: Who said it’s my first time? Wait a minute.
R: I mean just because you happen to be inadequate in one way…
R: I guess I’d better go…
B: Don’t move!
(Ben closes the door with a bang.)
April, come she will
When streams are ripe and swelled with rain.
May, she will stay.
Resting in my arms again.
June, she’ll change her tune.
In restless walk she’ll prowl the night.
July, she will fly.
And give no warning to her flight.
August, die she must.
The autumn winds blow chilly and cold.
September, I’ll remember.
A loved one’s snoot has now grown old.
(Again in a hotel room.)
B: Look. For months all we’ve done is come up here and leap into bed together.
R: Are you tired of it?
B: I’m not, no. But you think we could live it up with a little conversation for a change?
R: What do you want to talk about?
B: Anything. Anything at all.
R: Do you want to tell me about some of your college experiences?
B: Oh, my God. Think about another topic.
R: How about art?
B: Art? That’s a good subject. You start it off.
R: You start it off. I don’t know anything about it.
B: Well, what do you want to know about it? Are you interested more in modern art or in classical art?
B: You’re not interested in art?
B: Then why do you want to talk about it?
R: I don’t.
B: Well, look. We’re going to do this thing. We’re going to have a conversation. Tell me what you did today.
R: I got up. I fixed breakfast for my husband.
B: There. There’s something we could have a conversation about. Your husband.
R: Oh, him.
B: I mean everything. I don’t know anything about how you work this. What do you say to him when you leave the house at night?
R: Nothing. He’s asleep.
B: Always? Doesn’t he wake up when you come home?
R: We have separate bedrooms.
B: Oh, I see. So you know, I don’t like to seem like I’m prying but I guess you don’t sleep together or anything.
R: No, we don’t.
B: How long has this been going on?
R: For God’s sake, let’s drop this.
B: Wait minute. Why did you marry him?
R: See if you can guess.
B: Well, I can’t.
R: Think real hard, Benjamin.
B: I can’t see why you did all, Alice. You didn’t have to marry him or anything, did you?
R: Don’t tell Elaine.
B: Oh no, you had to marry him because you got pregnant.
R: Are you shocked?
B: Well, I never thought of you and Mr. Robinson as the kind of people that…
R: All right now, let’s get to bed.
B: wait a minute, wait a minute. So how did it happen?
B: You and Mr. Robinson. I mean, do you feel like telling me what were the circumstances.
R: Not particularly.
B: Was he a law student at the time?
B: And you were a student also?
B: At college?
B: What was your major?
R: Benjamin, why are you asking me all these questions?
B: Because I’m interested, Mrs. Robinson. What was your major subject at college?
B: Art? But I thought you… I guess you kind of lost interest in it over the years then.
R: Kind of…
B: Well, how did it happen?
B: You and Mr. Robinson.
R: How do you think?
B: I mean, did he take you up to his room or something? Did you go to a hotel?
R: Oh Benjamin, what does it possibly matter?
B: I’m curious.
R: We’d go to his car.
B: Oh no. In the car you did it?
R: Well, I don’t think we were the first.
B: What kind of car was it?
B: You remember the make of the car?
R: Oh my Gosh!
B: Really, I want to know.
R: It was a Ford, Benjamin.
B: A Ford? A Ford, Goddamn it, that’s great! A Ford!
R: That’s enough.
F: Elaine’s back from school. I think it might be a nice gesture if you asked her out. (Ben keeps in silence, to his father’s annoyance.) Suppose she’s not good enough for you, is that it?
B: Look, Elaine Robinson and I do not get along.
F: How do you know? You haven’t seen her since high school. Or are your evenings, whatever you do with them, just too valuable?
B: That has nothing to do with it.
F: I guess I’ll just have to tell Mr. Robinson that you’re too busy every evening doing God knows what!
Ben’s mother: Now, don’t go on like this. If Benjamin absolutely refuses to take her out…
B: I do.
Ben’s mother: …then I’ll simply have to invite all the Robinsons over on Thursday.
(The Robinsons come to Ben’s home. There Elaine meets Ben.)
Elaine (E for short): Hello.
F: But I want you to keep your wits about you tonight. You never know what tricks Ben picked up back there in the East.
(Ben drives Elaine out to a nightclub.)
E: You’re living at home now, is that right?
E: Do you know what you are going to do?
E: Are you going to graduate school?
E: Do you always drive like this?
B: Yes. Elaine, I like you. I like you so much. Do you believe that? Do you?
B: You’re the first thing for so long that I like. The first person that I could stand to be with. My whole life is such a waste. There’s just noting. I’m sorry. I’ll take you home now.
E: Benjamin, are you having an affair with someone? I’m sorry. I’m sorry, that’s not my business.
B: It just happened. It’s just a thing that happened along with everything else. Can you understand that?
E: Was she married or something?
E: With a family.
B: Yes, she had a husband and a son.
E: Did they ever find out?
E: And it’s all over now?
E: I’m glad.
(Ben spends a sweet time with Elaine. One rainy day, Ben is waiting for Elaine outside her house. Elaine is still upstairs. Mrs. Robinson gets into the car.)
R: Drive down the block.
B: Mrs. Robinson. Elaine and I have a date. We’re going for a drive.
R: You’ll do exactly as I say.
B: It seems to me…
R: Listen to me very carefully, Benjamin. You are not to see Elaine again ever. Those are my orders, is that clear?
B: Mrs. Robinson, do you think we can…
R: I can make things quite unpleasant.
R: In order to keep Elaine away from you, I am prepared to tell her everything.
B: I don’t believe you.
R: Then you’d better start believing me.
B: I just don’t believing you would do that.
R: Try me.
(Ben hastens into Elaine’s room, trying to tell the truth.)
B: Elaine! Elaine!
B: Hurry up!
E: I’m not dressed yet. Benjamin, I said I wasn’t dressed!
B: You’ve got to go over the back fence and I’ll meet you at the corner.
E: What’s the matter?
B: Hurry. Put your shoes on.
E: Benjamin? Benjamin!?
E: What are you doing?
B: Elaine, I have to tell you something.
E: What is it?
B: That woman.
B: The woman, that older woman that I told you about.
E: You mean that one.
B: Yes, the married woman; that wasn’t just some woman.
E: What are you telling me? Benjamin, will you just tell me what this is all about?
(Mrs. Robinson appears at the door. Ben looks at her, pale-faced. And Elaine understands all.)
E: Oh, no.
E: Oh, my God!
E: Get out of here.
B: Don’t cry.
E: Get out! Get out! Out! Get out!
(Elaine bangs the door tightly. Outside, Mrs. Robinson stares at Benjamin in a gloom.)
R: Good-bye, Benjamin.
(Several days later, Elaine moves back to school without saying a word to Ben. Ben misses her and everything about her.)
Are you going to Scarborough Fair
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine
Tell her to make me a cambric shirt
(Oh the side of a hill in the deep forest green)
Parsley, sage rosemary and thyme
(Tracing of sparrow on the snow crested brown)
Without no seams nor needless work
(Blankets and bed clothes the child of the mountain)
Then she’ll be a true love of mine
(Sleeps unaware of the clarion call)
Tell her to find me an acre of land
(On the side of a hill a sprinkling of leaves)
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
(Washes the grave with silvery tears)
Between the salt water and the sea strand
(A soldier cleans and publishes a gun)
Then she’ll be a true love of mine
F: Say that again?
B: I’m going to marry Elaine Robinson.
F: Well, well, well.
Ben’s mother: What’s happening?
F: Ben says that he and Elaine are getting married.
Ben’s mother: Ahh…I don’t believe it!
F: That’s what he says, right?
B: I’m going up to Berkeley today.
Ben’s mother: Oh, Ben.
F: Come on! We gotta call the Robinsons. We’ve got something to celebrate.
B: No, I think you wanna wait on that.
Ben’s mother: Ah, they don’t know.
B: No, they don’t.
Ben’s mother: Well, when did you decide all this?
B: About an hour ago.
F: Wait a minute; you talked to Elaine this morning?
B: No, she doesn’t know about it.
F: You mean, she doesn’t know you’re coming up to Berkeley.
B: No, actually she doesn’t know about us getting married yet.
Ben’s mother: When did you two talked this over?
B: We haven’t.
Ben’s mother: You haven’t.
F: Ben, this whole idea sounds pretty half-baked.
B: No, it’s not. It’s completely baked. It’s a decision I’ve made.
Ben’s mother: What makes you think she wants to marry you?
B: She doesn’t. To be perfectly honest, she doesn’t like me.
(Ben is now in Berkeley. But Elaine still doesn’t want to see him. Ben follows her everywhere. Then one day he gets a chance. After seeing Elaine steps in a bus, he pushes on and gets a seat beside her.)
B: Excuse me. Pardon me. Well, how about this for a coincidence? I was wondering where you were headed.
E: I’m meeting someone.
B: Ah. Where? Where are you meeting this person?
E: At the zoo.
B: The zoo. They have a pretty good one here, do they?
E: I don’t know, I’ve never seen it.
B: Oh. Well, I haven’t either. I might just ride out there with you.
(At the zoo.)
B: Is that him over there?
B: Where did he say he was going to meet you?
E: I thought he said by the monkey house.
E: Benjamin, I would like to know what you’re doing here.
B: Here in Berkeley?
B: Well, I have this very pleasant room on Carter Street and I’ve been getting to some classes.
E: But you’re not enrolled.
B: No, I just sit in. They don’t seem to mind. They’ve been very congenial about it.
E: Benjamin, you’re…I don’t know what to say.
B: Maybe we can get together some time and talk about it.
E: Really incredible.
B: Here he comes.
B: I’ve got a real feeling that this is the fella.
B: He certainly is a good walker.
Boy: Elaine, I’m sorry.
B: We thought you said by the monkey house.
E: This is Benjamin Bradder, Carl Smith. Benjamin rode here with me on the bus.
Boy: Glad to meet you, Ben.
B: Great meeting you, Carl. Swell seeing you.
(The next day, Elaine rushes to Ben’s dorm.)
B: Who is it?
E: I wanna ask you a question and then I’m going.
B: Come in.
E: No, I wanna know why you’re here in Berkeley.
B: Because…I am.
E: Is it because I’m here?
B: What do you think?
E: I think it is. I said I think it is!
B: All right then, yes.
E: Well, I want you to leave.
B: Well look, I love you.
E: How could you do that Benjamin? Do you just hate everything? How could you possibly rape my mother?
E: I don’t understand…
B: Did you say, “rape her?”
E: …anyone could do…
B: What did she say? You gotta tell me what she said.
B: Because it isn’t true. Tell me.
E: She said that she was having a drink at the hotel with a friend and that you waited for her in the parking lot and told her that she was too drunk to drive home and that you would get her a room for the night.
B: Then what?
E: Then you took her upstairs and you raped her.
B: Oh no no, that’s not what happened. What happened was that there was this party at my parents’. I drove your mother home.
E: I don’t wanna hear this!
B: And we went upstairs to see your portrait…
E: No I don’t!
B: …and when we got in the room she started taking her clothes off.
E: This is my mother, Benjamin!
B: And suddenly there she was without any clothes on. I mean really naked.
E: I’m sorry I screamed. Benjamin, when you came up here, what did you think was going to happen between us?
B: Elaine, right now I don’t feel like talking much. I’m sorry about everything. But I think I’ll just do this now.
(Ben begins to pack his luggage for leaving.)
E: Can I just sit here while you’re packing?
E: What are you going to do now?
B: I don’t know.
E: Are you going home?
E: Well, where are you going?
B: Elaine, you’re going to have to stop asking me that.
E: I don’t want you to leave tomorrow.
B: I don’t understand.
E: I don’t want you to go anywhere. Until you have a definite plan. Good-bye.
(Elaine leaves. The next day, Elaine comes again.)
B: What’s happening?
E: Will you kiss me?
B: Will you marry me? You will?
E: I don’t know.
B: But you might?
E: I might.
B: Is that so? You might marry me?
E: I don’t know.
B: How about tomorrow? I don’t mean to be pushy but…
E: I don’t know. I don’t know what’s happening.
B: You mean you’re confused? Well, look, don’t be confused. We’re getting married.
E: I don’t see how we can.
B: We just can.
E: I have to go now.
B: Elaine, are you serious about this?
E: I’ll think about it.
B: You really will?
(The next day, Ben has an unexpected visitor, Mr. Robinson.)
Mr. Robinson: Do you want to…er…do you want to try and tell me why you did it?
B: Mr. Robinson…
Mr. Robinson: Do you have a special grudge against me? Do you feel a particularly strong resentment?
Mr. Robinson: Is there something I said that’s caused this contempt or is it just things I stand for that you despise?
B: It has nothing to do with you, sir.
Mr. Robinson: Well Ben, it was quite a bit to do with me.
B: Now look, please.
Mr. Robinson: Ben, I think we’re two civilized human beings. Do you think it is necessary to threaten each other?
B: I am not threatening you!
Mr. Robinson: Do you want to unclench your fist please? Thank you. I can see in the dark you know. I’ve been here quite a while.
B: I am trying to tell you I have no personal feelings about you, Mr. Robinson. I am trying to tell you I do not resent you.
Mr. Robinson: You don’t respect me terribly much either, do you?
B: No, sir.
Mr. Robinson: What?
B: No, sir.
Mr. Robinson: Don’t shout at me, Ben. I may not be as young as you but I still have pretty good hearing.
B: Mr. Robinson.
Mr. Robison: Have the decency to wait until I finish. I do think you should know the consequences of what you’ve done. I do think that you should know that my wife and I are getting divorced soon.
B: But why?
Mr. Robinson: Why?
B: Listen to me. What happened between Mrs. Robinson and me was nothing. It didn’t mean anything. We might just as well have been shaking hands.
Mr. Robinson: Shaking hands? Well, that’s not saying much for my wife, is it?
B: You missed the point.
Mr. Robinson: I guess I do.
B: The point is that I don’t love your wife. I love your daughter, sir.
Mr. Robinson: All right, now listen to this. I don’t know whether I can prosecute, but I think I can. I think I can get you behind bars if you ever look at my daughter again. I’ve made damn sure that you can’t get to her. Stay away from me, Ben. I won’t mince words with you. As far as Elaine is concerned you’re to get her out of your dopey mind right now. Is that perfectly clear to you? Then that’s all Ben. Then you’ll pardon me if I don’t shake hands with you. I think you are filth. I think you are scum.
(Mr. Robinson leaves in fury. Ben goes to Elaine, but she has left already.)
Girl: Elaine Robinson has left school. Her roommate is coming down with a note for you.
E: Dear Benjamin, please forgive me. Because I know what I’m doing is the best thing for you. My father is so upset, you’ve got to understand. I love you, but it would never work out.
(Leaving Berkeley, Ben starts home. He visits the Robinsons’ in search of Elaine, but is immediately stopped by Mrs. Robinson.)
R: Hello Benjamin.
B: Where’s she?
R: (Picking up the phone) Hello, get me the police please.
B: Where’s is Elaine?
R: I’ll be with you in a moment Benjamin. Do you have a patrol car in the vicinity of 1200Glenview Road? Good, we have a burglar here. Just a second, I’ll ask him. Are you armed? No, don’t believe he is. Thank you.
B: What have done to her?
R: I think we have everything quite under control now, Benjamin. Would you like a quick drink before you go?
B: You can’t stop me from seeing her, Mrs. Robinson. I’ll find her.
R: Sorry we won’t be able to invite you to the wedding Benjamin, but the arrangements have been so rushed.
B: What the hell have you done to her?
R: I don’t think you’ll have time for that drink after all.
B: I’ll find her.
R: I don’t think so.
(Ben drives franticly around in an attempt to find Elaine.)
B: Say fellas! Do any of you fellas know where Carl Smith is?
Boy A: Took off in the middle of the night to get married.
Boy B: Yeah, probably one step ahead of a shotgun!
B: Would you happen to know where he’s be getting married? I’m supposed to be there.
Boy A: Why don’t you ask Carter?
B: Would you happen to know where I might find him?
Boy A: Hey, Carter! Where is the May God King is getting married?
Carter: Santa Barbara!
B: You wouldn’t happen to know exactly where the old May God King is getting married, do you? I’m supposed to be there.
Boy A: Where in Santa Barbara?
Carter: I don’t know, maybe in his old man’s house. Or in the maternity ward.
Boy C: Hey, are you going to the wedding?
Boy C: Hey, tell him to save a piece for me. Of the wedding cake!
(Ben stops at a gas station, and tries to make a call to Carl’s father.)
B: Hello, who is this?
Woman: This is Dr. Smith’s answering service.
B: Is the doctor anywhere?
Woman: Well, I’m afraid the doctor can’t be reached right now. Would you like to leave…
B: I have to know where he is!
Woman: Well, you see, the doctor is at his son’s wedding but I’m sure that it’s over by now. He should be checking in any moment.
B: Listen to me, I’m doctor Smith’s brother, Reverend Smith, and I’m supposed to perform the ceremony. I just got in from Portland and I’ve forgotten what church, you see?
Woman: Oh well, I’m not sure, but you might try the First Presbyterian, that’s on Allan Street.
B: Thank you. Allan Street, where is it?
Man: Allan. It’s …er…it’s…er…it’s six blocks up and three over. You need any gas, Father?
(At the church, the ceremony is just beginning. Ben arrives, and climbs upstairs, shouting Elaine’s name.)
Mr. Robinson: Oh Jesus God, no!
B: Elaine! Elaine! Elaine! Elaine!
Mr. Robinson: Who is that guy? What is he doing?
B: Elaine! Elaine! Elaine!
Mr. Robinson: Get him. You gotta stop him.
B: Elaine! Elaine! Elaine!
(Ben pushes and shouts his way through the crowd. Elaine is deeply touched and rushes into Ben’s arms. They both run out of the church. After his long struggle, Benjamin finally gets what he has cherished most all along.)
惬意的邂逅一部五年前出品的电影， The lake house， 很喜欢这部片子。
记住那个周六的同行，记住那颗雨中的树，记住那本走到过去的memoir，记住最早的那条红色的围巾。这些经历筑起了两个人之间的感情，直到双方都说出I love you的承诺。
女主有一个男友，对女友呵护备至，爱她，为她计划了未来，或者说他的未来。但是，女主和他的距离却很遥远。这两个配角来说，很同情这个叫摩根的男友。其实Persuasion说的是他吧。尽管他也断断续续的出现在女主的生活中，尽管女主也试着和他活在一起，但是just don’t work.
I wonder if you could help me
Look, I’m sorry to bother you, but
dear new tenant,
welcome to your new home, as the previous tenant, let me say I hope you’ll like living here as much as I did. I filed the change of address with the post office but you know what a crapshoot that can be. So if anything slips through, would you do me a favor and forward my mail? I’d appreciate it. My new address is below. Thanks in advance. P.S: sorry about the paw prints by the front door. They were there when I moved in. Same with the box in the attic.
There’s something you could help me with
Dear Ms. Forster，
I got your note and I’m afraid there must be some kind of misunderstanding. As far as I know, the lake house has been empty for several years. Maybe your note was intended for the Sandburg house down the shore since no one has lived in this house for years. But I’m curious about the paw prints.
I hate to have to say this, but
Dear Mr. Wyler,
I’m very familiar with the Sandburg cottage and I can guarantee I never lived there. I’m old-fashioned, but I don’t think a cottage should be over 6000 square feet. So let me try again. I used to live at the lake house, then I moved. Now I live at 1620 North Racine in Chicago. I’d appreciate it if you would forward my mail if you get any. Oh, by the way, it’s 2006. Has been all year, ask anyone.
Dear Ms. Forster,
I went to 1620 North Racine, and it’s not there. It’s just a construction site. From the pictures it looks nice, but not for another 18 months. What am I missing here? Maybe you got the address wrong, because you got the date wrong too.
Ok, my mystery correspondent, I get it. Just in case you really are where and when you think you are, you’ll need this. There was a freak late snow that spring and everyone got sick. So plenty of rest, lost of fluids. Doctor’s orders.
Can this be happening?
Impossible, I know. Not possible but it’s happening.
Where am I?
The lake house.
I’m a doctor, dedicated to curing the sick. At least, trying to.
I’m an architect. I like to build. And while I wouldn’t say my current project is ideal it allows me to be here, in this place, and that’s enough for now. But tell me something. If you’re working in a hospital in Chicago now where were you before, in my time?
Take it easy!
Two years ago, in your time I was working in internal medicine in Madison.
Don’t you think you’re overacting a bit?
Tell me about the future. What’s it like in the year 2006?
There is no reason to get upset.
I’m afraid the world’s pretty much the same. Of course, we all dress in shiny metal jump suits and drive flying cars and on one talks anymore because we can read each other’s minds. But the truth is, man from the past not much has really changed in 2006. Speaking of the past, though, I’ve been thinking about the paw prints. How is that possible?
I am sorry to hear that.
Well, I think we have the same dog.
Oh, yeah? What’s yours like? According to the vet, mine is eight years old in my time, six in yours. She’s skinny, has sad eyes, snores, and sleeps like a person. I don’t know why, but I call her Jack.
Sorry I haven’t made it to the mailbox lately. It’s been a long week. All night shifts.
I was wondering if you’d ever thought of
Good to hear from you. I thought you left me. You should know that
you’re my only connection to the future.
How come we never talk about the things we like?
I think it might be a good idea.
Well, let’s see. Reading the classics to Jack.
Have you ever thought of
Who’s his favorite？
Don’t you think it might be a good idea to
You could always……
For me, this city, on a day when the light is so clear that I can touch every detail, every brick and window in the building I love. Come on, take a walk with me this Saturday. Let me show you.
If I were you I’d……
You’re crazy. Why are you going through all this trouble for me? No
trouble. Summer’s here.
Okay, your turn. Favorite things.
Why don’t you……
Where to start? Okay. When I smell the flowers before I see them. When it starts to rain just as the picnic is ending. And I love the smell of Jack’s paws.
You didn’t forget to mention your husband, did you?
Didn’t you once……
Well, of course I love my husband, who is also a doctor. Plastic surgeon for small farm animals.
Did you ever……
Good I’ve got eight children, and none of the them look like me. I’m worried, Kate. I would be too. I’m single.
Tell me about the time you……
I hear you once……
Number 27. She’s a beauty. My father used to tell me she was the grandma
for all the houses in the city. He used to take me on walks like I’m
taking you now.
I wish we could have done this walk together.
You’ve…, haven’t you?
Long days, these days. I just worked 30 hours straight. Every time I stop to take a breath I realize how isolated I’ve let myself become. Believe me, you can get a bit desperate. It’s not that I’m complaining, I love my work. And our tour through Chicago opened my eyes to its beauty. But my heart still misses the lake house and its trees. I miss those trees so much.
What happened next?
Don’t worry, Kate. We’ll be together in time. Even if we’re far apart, I’ll find a way to be close to you and take care of you.
Why didn’t you…?
My dearest Mr. Wyler,
Are you willing to play a game with me? Two years ago today, I was taking the 145 train to Madison from the Riverside station and I forgot something there. It was a gift from my father. If you find it, can you please put it in the mailbox? It would mean a lot.
Did you… before that?
Kate, I found it. I have it with me. One day I’ll get it to you. Trust me. I know how important it is to you. You might not remember, but we saw each other. At least, I saw you. You never told me how beautiful you are.
How do you feel when…?
Well, maybe you saw somebody else. That was a bad hair year for me.
Where were you doing while……?
Long brown hair. Gentle, unguarded eyes.
Then what did you do?
Okay, okay, okay.
Did you think of…?
You saw me.
But I still don’t know what you look like.
Well, why don’t we just get together in the future and you can let me know what you think.
It’s a date. Okay, why don’t you call me July 10th, 2006 at 9:05 p.m.
What would you have done if
It was you. Why didn’t you say anything?
What would have happened if
You would’ve thought I was crazy or drunk. Or both.
How would you felt if
Yeah, but I liked you. You should have said something.
Oh, I don’t know, I guess I would have……
How? You were with your boyfriend.
Hard to say, but I think I would have……
You know what? Excuses, excuses. You are a coward.
Well, of course, I could have……
I’m not a coward.
Oh, really? Well, what about your girlfriend.
Oh, I’m awfully sorry……
What? I told you already she’s not my girlfriend.
I can’t tell you how sorry I am……
He’s not my boyfriend either.
I just don’t know what to say……
Oh, really? Well, what is he, then? Your brother?
I’m extremely sorry。
We have a comedian. What’d you have, a clown for breakfast this morning?
Wonderful, our first fight, you could write a song about it and go sing it in San Francisco.
I’ve got to apologize for
There’s something I never told you, Kate. You see, it was my father who built the lake house. I mean, with his own hands. And it was a long time ago, before he was famous. when he still had a family and worshipped my mother. Her name was Mary, and the house was a gift for her. She was smart and funny. She could have done anything, but chose to take care of my brother and I and help him build his career. You see, the more successful he became, the more impossible he was to live with. Finally, she just couldn’t take living with him anymore. She left him. Within a year, she got sick. Unfortunately, she never learned how to stop loving him. He wasn’t at the funeral. When I asked him why. He said, “She was dead to me the moment she stepped out of the house.” And then he gave me one of his architect-of-the-year grins.
I’m afraid I have something to say
I’m so sorry, Alex. I wish somehow I could be there with you that we could sit together and look out over the water and the light in this house your father built. I could be a shoulder for you like you’ve been for me. And tell you that everything is gonna be okay. If I could do one thing for you today, from here, one small, simple thing from the future. I hope this is it. It won’t be published for a couple of years but I don’t think you should have to wait that long. I hope it helps you know how much you were loved.
I’m not exactly sure how to put this, but
I want to meet you, for real this time.
pick a place. I’ll be there, I promise. Tomorrow, what do you say?