Nobody knows why.

Myra, why don't you take yourself a walk… What are you going to do now, Johnny? It's nice to see you again, Mr. Unger. Yes, I suppose I do. No, I'm not leaving, Sherry. Oh, look, you love her, don't you? Oh, it's almost healed now. I think people are staring at us. Tell her nothing honest, I didn't. After all, it isn't your concern to stay… First night? Our honeymoon. That guy on the Riviera. The last time we met was in Yakio Cheste… Look, Laura, stay out of these things.