Marty Scene 7 Summary

  • The screen fades to black, and then fades to reveal Marty's house, shot through the living room and into the next room, where Marty is whistling and shaving (which is how you know he's so happy, since doing both of those things at once seems super-hard).
  • He whistles his way up the stairs to the only bathroom in the house, washing his face and telling Teresa that he's going to buy the butcher shop.
  • She's in her room, winding her hair into a modest bun, and seems to ignore him.
  • He asks if she heard him and goes into the financial terms, and she says she doesn't know, telling him to hurry up because it's almost time for church.
  • He asks whether she minds coming home alone from church because he has to go smooth things out with Angie.
  • She says okay. He asks if Thomas is coming with Virginia, so he can ask his advice when he does.
  • She thinks so, and brushes him off so she can get dressed. These people sure do love their logistics.
  • Over at Virginia and Thomas's house, a fried-looking Virginia is bouncing the baby in the bedroom while Thomas opens and closes drawers.
  • They've been fighting, and all night Catherine was crying. Thomas is taking it hard, changing his mind on her moving out.
  • Virginia reiterates their need for quiet and privacy, while Thomas reiterates his side: that Catherin is his mother and they owe her.
  • Thomas storms out and goes into the living room where his mother is packing.
  • He says he'll take over; she says he should go to Mass; he says he has plenty of time. She tells her son to leave her alone.
  • Coming back into the bedroom, Thomas begins again to yell at Virginia, who's putting the baby down for a nap. The baby begins to cry.
  • Thomas, Catherine, and Virginia arrive at Marty's house. Virginia stays on the porch while mother and son go on in.
  • Inside, Thomas complains to his aunt about how is mom is acting like some "big martyr" and Catherine tells him to leave her alone.
  • Marty comes down singing and all dressed for church, and asks his aunt if he'll be coming to church with them. (She won't, she was there hours ago.)
  • He tells her to make herself at home, that the fridge is full of food, and to take her pick of any room upstairs.
  • Then Marty follows Thomas out and greets Virginia and the baby. Holding the baby, Marty asks for advice from Thomas, but Thomas is still in the middle of fighting with Virginia.
  • Marty finds himself in the middle of the yelling. Thomas hollers at him: He's a single guy with no responsibilities. Why would he want to take on all that debt?
  • Marty tries to reason with him, but his cousin is still fighting with his wife.
  • Thomas is ready to go and, yelling, tells him to take care of his mother.
  • Marty retreats inside.
  • In the kitchen, Teresa is making coffee for Catherine and begins to tell her how she found Marty at home alone with a girl the night before. "Marty? Your son Marty?" Catherine jokes.
  • They talk about how college girls are no good and how women who know how to type are no good—they're all "one step from the street" (a.k.a. prostitution).
  • Teresa says that, really, it's nice to see Marty so happy—she thinks maybe he's in love.
  • Then comes that reliable rain cloud Catherine, who says just you wait—this college girl and Marty will push you out of your own life, and say that you should sell the old house and move into a smaller apartment in a nicer part of town.
  • Teresa says she'll never sell the house, it's too important to her.
  • Catherine says that no matter what her sister thinks, soon enough she'll find herself in a situation just like her own.
  • "Some day you smile, we're going to have a big holiday," Teresa jokes.
  • In some kind of supernatural coincidence, Marty comes in and starts to complain about the plumbing.
  • It's too much upkeep—maybe they should sell the house and buy a new apartment in a nicer part of town. The sisters exchange looks, and Marty and Teresa leave for church.
  • Outside, Tommy and Virginia are on the porch, and they walk away arm-in-arm.