Friday, April 27, 2012

Mad Men 5-6: "Far Away Places" 2012.04.22 - TWoP Forums - Page 21 - Snookums:

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This trip was nothing but a buildup to that fight. Don's impulsive snatching of Roger's idea (two single guys on the prowl) and trying to turn it into a loving weekend trip with his bride (I'm Faithful!) even though she clearly was not down with being his geisha companion when there's work to do on a big campaign.
The way they were together in the car--that cautious, very metered and carefully jolly speech they both used to try to announce their true feelings about this trip (I don't want to be here/Save me I don't know why I did this). Don finally ordering Megan to sleep (as he did to Sally in another car ride long ago) and when she wakes up "they'll be there."
HoJo's, with its hysterical cheeriness and color schemes, nothing but delicious decisions and happy families and swims in the pool, except Megan forgot her swimsuit, the one from their honeymoon. Oh, well, let's eat instead. Here's a little of everything.  Wow, you barely made a dent in that feast that was spread before you!  Isn't this a great place, honey? Yes, but it's on the way to somewhere else. Never mind, I'll just work. Please tell me when I'm supposed to be working and when I'm your wife. Dessert? Okay, pie...or sherbert, I guess. You'll love it. You will love it. It tastes like perfume, alluring to the nose but not edible. You are trying to embarrass me! Oh, am I? Watch this, buddy! Milkshakes aren't the only thing I can clean up! Maybe you should call your mother! And what do you call yours? A line is crossed and snapped. Don, I am talking to you, don't run away! Get in the car. Hah! Oh, really! I'll show you, mommy, I don't need you, I don't need anyone, I can leave anytime I want!  ...wow, that was...I don't want to know what that was. I'll go back, she'll be fine. We'll be fine.
She's not here.
She's not in here, or here. She didn't ask for the key. She's coming back. I'll wait. You can't sleep here, sir, you've already arrived. I have to find her. Have you seen her? Have you?

The dread Don felt at the notion that Megan was really, truly, gone was palpable and primitive. It had nothing to do with being embarrassed or even angry at a specific person, it was the pit yawning beneath a man who has felt alone all his life, had gone to the most truly extraordinary measures to create a persona that attracts, then flees from what it lures in, to avoid that feeling. It never occured to the person he was during those hours that Megan was mad, that she had her own reasons for the fight, that she may have taken something as logical and prosaic as a bus. Buses don't run this route, the darkest and worst of all bad trips.



This trip was nothing but a buildup to that fight.  The way they were together in the car--that cautious, very metered speech. Don finally ordering Megan to sleep (as he did to Sally in another car ride long ago) and when she wakes up they'll "be there."  HoJo's, with its hysterical cheeriness and color schemes, nothing but delicious decisions and happy families and swims in the pool.  Isn't this a great place, honey? Yes, but it's on the way to somewhere else. Never mind, I'll just work. Please tell me when I'm supposed to be working and when I'm your wife. Dessert? You are trying to embarrass me! Oh, am I? Watch this, buddy! Maybe you should call your mother! And what do you call yours?  I don't need you, I don't need anyone, I can leave anytime I want!  ... She's not here. She's not in here, or here. She didn't ask for the key. She's coming back. I'll wait. You can't sleep here, sir, you've already arrived.

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