And we don't have a home anymore. We have a waiting room. A place where I can walk the...

Cindy Bakersfeld: And we don't have a home anymore. We have a waiting room. A place where I can walk the floor and wonder whether you're going to leave this damn airport long enough to drop by for a few minutes. Mel Bakersfeld: Why you have to pick tonight, to come out here and fight with me... Cindy Bakersfeld: I came out here to tell you that Roberta left home. Mel Bakersfeld: I suppose I'm like a lot of men. A bigamist. Married to both a woman and a job. Cindy Bakersfeld: And I can't be number 2 wife any longer.

Guerrero. And we don't have a home anymore. We have a waiting room, a place where I can walk the floor, and wonder whether you're going to leave this damn airport long enough to drop by for a few minutes. Why you have to pick tonight to come out here and fight with me... I came here to tell you that Roberta left home. What do you mean, left home? When? I called from the banquet to say good night, and I spoke to Libby. Roberta, she said, told her that she couldn't stand our fighting any longer. That she "couldn't stand the atmosphere of hate. " And that's a direct quote. Where is she? Did Libby say? She's at Sally Bolten's house. She's going to spend the night. I spoke to her. Cindy, we can't do this to the kids. We've got to call a truce, even if it's a pretense. We've got to start being civil to each other. And add hypocrisy to the problem? They'd see through that in a minute. That's not the answer. Well, we've got to do something. You're right, and the only answer is a divorce. You think that will make them feel more secure? A broken home? It's better to come from a broken home than to live in one. You may be right. And you may be right about me, too. I suppose I'm like a lot of men, a bigamist. Married to both a woman and a job. And I can't be number two wife any longer. (PAGER BUZZING)