Freak out!
All's fried! Dried! Cried!
Yeah!
Can you feel it?
Hey!
I'm telling you, girl,
the manager's gonna fire you.
Hey, it's corporate mentality, Jay.
Come on. He doesn't care
about the history...
of this place.
You called him
a cocksucker, Suzette.
Did I say that?
Hey, I'm a garbage mouth, OK?
Everybody!
Come on up!
Oh, what are you doing?
Don't let him
see you drinking.
He's gunning
for you, Suzette.
I've been drinking
rum and Coke...
since before he was born.
He can go fuck himself.
See that bathroom?
Jim Morrison passed out
in there one night...
with me underneath him.
Jim Morrison is a ghost,
and so are you.
Oh, come on, Matt.
I can't not work here.
You might as well shoot me.
You know,
I just got my car fixed...
I owe rent, I owe money
all over the place.
Come on. Hey.
Come on, seriously.
I'm fun. People love me.
I'm a spirit
around here, man.
You don't want to lose me.
I'm Suzette!
Well, Suzette,
we'll just have to see...
if the club can survive
without you.
Shit!
What you doing?
1, 2, 3, 4, 5...
6, 7, 8, 9, 10.
Oh!
Vinnie.
Vinnie.
Whoops.
Oh!
There's something wrong
with this pump.
No, the pump is fine.
You have to pay cash.
Oh! Come on, man.
I don't have any cash, OK?
And that machine is broken.
Don't you have one
of those thingies?
You know,
those swipey thingies?
Oh!
Disgusting!
Disgusting!
And there is
no excuse for it.
Landed on the back
of my hand and copulated...
2 flies!
On the back of my hand!
It's a terrible,
terrible bus!
Hi. Excuse me.
Hi.
I just was wondering
if you could help me out.
I'm kind of stranded.
And if I could get a dollar
from each of you...
a dollar
from each one of you...
would really be
helping me out. I...
Uh, well...
I don't normally do this.
Hi.
OK. Well, all right.
Whatever you can do.
50 cents, 25 cents.
You know, my car's
just sitting out there...
I'm out of gas...
and I'm just trying
to get to Phoenix.
Phoenix?
I'll buy you a tank of gas...
if you give me a ride.
First, one fly lands,
then a second fly goes zzzz.
I started freaking.
I mean,
they had sex on my skin.
Whoo,
I hope you get over it.
I washed off the germs.
When I get to Phoenix,
I'll take a bath.
But, you know,
what's it say about human beings?
We do basically
the same thing flies do.
Male fly gets on top
of the female fly...
this... activity happens.
The similarity is depressing.
So, why are you
going to Phoenix?
That I can't divulge.
Oh, I see.
Well, are you allowed
to divulge your name?
Harry Plummer.
Are you a writer,
Harry Plummer?
Is that an old typewriter...
between your legs?
Yes, it is,
and I am a writer...
but I don't want to talk...
about why I'm going
to Phoenix.
Then quit bringing it up.
Why are you going
to Phoenix?
To go see a friend.
She's married
to some rich guy there.
He's a lawyer
or something.
I'm gonna ask her...
if I can borrow some money.
That's a very bad idea.
Why? What is?
To show up unannounced,
ask her for money.
She'll be offended.
She used
to be my best friend.
Used to be? When?
You went to high school
together?
Hey, I don't like you
trying to figure me out. OK?
And by the way,
you've got it all wrong.
We dropped out
of high school...
we were roommates,
and we used to...
Well, we were famous,
if you want to know.
As what?
We were groupies.
If you played L. A...
chances are,
we rattled you, babe.
Rattled?
Yeah.
What those flies did...
on your little hand there.
Like that.
Ever hear of Frank Zappa?
Sure.
The Mothers of Invention.
Hey, very good, Harry.
Well, he named us.
The Banger Sisters.
But you weren't
really sisters, though.
No.
Well, that's good.
I wouldn't
have been comfortable...
if you were
actually sisters.
You're not
comfortable now, Harry.
I'm fine. I'm just hot.
Yeah.
You look like an eskimo.
And stop nosing
around in my shit, OK?
When I show up
at her doorstep...
she's gonna drop everything...
because we're gonna party.
Just sit there
and be a passenger.
Oh, you're gonna look so beautiful.
Why don't I just get
my whole head replaced...
because you've got a picture
of some person, Mom...
and it isn't me.
Hannah, you are going
to be so grateful...
that you listened to me.
I just want my normal hair.
It's not a normal night,
sweetheart.
You're resisting.
I'm not resisting. I'm...
You're resisting everything
that I'm saying...
and you are
making yourself unhappy.
Now...
shall we back-comb it
or tease it?
No. Not tease.
I'm begging you.
I'd rather just cut it off.
All right.
Then we'll back-comb it...
and pin it and fold it...
and try a little French twist.
Why does it have to go up?
I don't understand
why that is a rule.
So that people can admire...
your earrings, sweetheart.
I'm 50.
Hey, this better be good...
because you just fucked
with my music.
I'm 50...
and I'm giving myself
a birthday present.
I'll tell you what it is...
but you have to promise
that you won't judge me.
You got to tell somebody...
don't you, Harry?
I grew up in Phoenix.
I went to L.A.
to become a screenwriter.
At age 30,
I gave myself a deadline.
I said,
"If I'm not successful...
by the time I'm 50...
then I'm coming back to Phoenix."
I've never fired a gun in my life.
It's only got one bullet in it.
One bullet intended
for one specific person.
And who would...
that one specific person be,
Harry?
My father.
I'm going to Phoenix
to kill my father.
Hey, pretty fancy.
Ever write any movies...
I might have seen, Harry?
I'm not staying
in some dive...
where you can hear
the ice machine.
Oh, no. But you are a guy
who rides the bus.
That's what I don't get.
I don't drive, nor do I fly.
Nor does he fly.
Oh, you are a work of art, Harry.
You're gonna
check in there, take a bath...
and go shoot your dad.
Shh! The windows are open.
You couldn't kill a fly, Harry.
I'm a person who,
when he has a goal...
becomes very focused.
You're not focused.
You're blurry.
I'm blurry?
What about you?
I'm definitely blurry.
I didn't say I wasn't.
You run out of gas...
you panhandle,
you have tattoos.
I said I was blurry, Harry.
You're very blurry.
You're chaotic.
Your car is untidy,
and you smoke...
and you went around...
and had random sex
with people.
Is that accurate to say?
I also don't wear underwear...
Mr. Looney Tunes.
Now, get out
of my untidy car.
I can't get the door
to open.
Adios, killer.
Hannah, sweetie, hurry up.
Everybody's waiting.
You look fabulous.
Look at this.
Yeah. That's great.
Thank you, Dad.
You look great.
Thank you, Dad.
Come on, sweetheart.
That's it. Come on.
That's your place
right here.
Hurry up.
Here we go, everybody.
Close together now.
Back up.
Back up. Back up.
Get together.
Photo. Everybody.
Hold it.
Look this way, guys.
OK. 1, 2...
All right.
Come on now. Come on.
Hurry up. Hurry up.
Move in.
Look this way, guys.
OK. 1, 2, 3.
Everybody this way.
Aw! All right.
In the car now.
OK, come on.
Hurry up. Hurry up.
Aw, that is so pretty.
Mom!
Over the shoulder...
I love that.
All right, guys. Have fun.
Don't forget your corsage.
Bye, Dad.
Bye!
Have fun!
See you guys.
Barkley! Barkley!
She wants to go to the prom.
There she goes.
She looks so pretty.
Aw, doesn't she?
Like a princess.
Mr. Harry Plummer
is registered here.
I'd like his room number,
please.
Your name?
Suzette.
Yes. This is
the front desk...
Mr. Plummer.
There is a Suzette here...
requesting your...
Oh, what is this dance
we're doing?
Harry? Yeah.
I need to talk to you.
Because I just need to.
Because I just do.
Hey, you want me
to tell the whole world...
what you're up to?
What's your room number?
Cough it up.
OK.
Thank you.
This is not appropriate.
You're invading my space.
I've created
my environment, Suzette.
I'm gonna fuck you, Harry.
OK.
Hey, what's the deal?
Whoa, whoa. Are you in some kind
of cult or something?
I'm calling security.
Hey, and what would
George Harrison be doing here?
Don't touch that.
Don't touch anything.
This is horrible.
Your eyes are looking
at everything.
You need
to get laid, Harry.
Please get out of my room.
You need to get laid,
and I need to get laid...
and I'm gonna have
a rum and Coke...
then I'm gonna
take a shower...
then I'm going to
you-know-what to you.
Lookee here. Ha ha ha!
I don't want to have sex.
I'll get you into it.
No. You've already
desanctified...
my environment.
I'm just standing here.
No, you're not.
You're more in the room
than I am.
Listen, Suzette...
I have a very carefully
delineated lifestyle.
This is the third room
I've been in...
since I got here.
The first one
was too close to the elevator...
the second one
was facing the neighborhood...
where I grew up.
If I don't do things
in a regimented way...
especially when I travel...
I develop physical problems.
I get terribly constipated...
for instance.
Like I needed to know that.
Well,
there are certain things...
I've discovered
that just don't serve me...
and sex is one of them.
You don't have sex?
That's correct.
How long has it been, Harry?
10 years.
10 years!
You're lying to me!
I found a way
of making my life work.
But it doesn't work.
I mean, you think it works...
because you line things up...
and you light candles...
so you can
have a bowel movement?
Harry,
let me give you a hand-job.
- No!
- Oh, come on.
Harry, I am such
a good hand-job giver.
No. Please.
Stay away from me.
I... I don't
do things suddenly.
I like to think first...
and you're too... too...
Too what?
Sudden.
All right.
I'll leave you alone.
But I got to sleep for a bit.
Sleep where?
In your environment.
What about your friend... Vinnie?
Oh, I don't know
what I was thinking.
You got enough vitamins,
Harry?
It looks like
a health food store in here.
Hello. This is Harry Plummer
in 419 again.
Is there any way I could move
to a room higher up?
Nothing at all?
Well, is there any way
you can stop this racket?
Aah!
What?
You can't hear that?
It's prom night out there.
Don't know how you can
sleep through it.
Oh.
My whole cycle
has been disrupted.
Princess and the pea.
Hey, man. Hey, guys.
Come on. Cool it.
Hey, hey!
Come on, man.
People are trying to sleep.
Whoa!
Oh! Hannah...
Oh, Hannah. Hannah?
Hannah?
Uh-oh. What's she on?
Nothing.
We just had champagne.
Don't bullshit me.
She's on acid.
OK. Just breathe.
Harry, get out of the way.
Out of the way.
Somebody get a wet towel, please.
Is she going to be OK?
Yeah. Just get the towel.
Come on, honey.
Just breathe.
Oh, when did she drop it?
2 hours, maybe.
2 hours.
Man, she's going to be...
really messed up.
You guys should take off.
No way. Leave her here?
Like, we don't
even know you.
I'm a friend
of her mother's.
Ha! Yeah, right.
Yeah. Hannah's mother?
Are you kidding me?
Lavinia Kingsley, handsome.
Now scram.
Go on. Get out of here!
It's OK.
She looks really sick.
Her mother is Vinnie?
Yeah.
Oh.
I know. Just breathe.
Ooh, all right. That's OK.
That's OK.
Oh, boy! That's it. Let it go.
Let it go.
Just let it go, sweetie.
Just let it go.
Ohh, there's another one!
Oh, Harry.
You may never shit again.
OK. All right.
Good girl.
Here.
It's all right now.
Just think
of a nice blue sky.
Mom.
I'll get you home.
Don't worry.
Just relax.
You're going
to feel better now.
Come on. Let's go.
Come on! Let's go!
Down here,
to the kids' wing.
What?
The kids' wing.
Wing?
Mm-hmm.
Barkley.
Ha ha ha! OK.
Barkley.
Hannah. The dog...
Take the dog.
The dog.
Um...
have you talked
to my mother?
Hey. It's between you and her.
Come on, Barkley.
Get in there.
Excuse me.
Excuse me.
May I help you?
Hey, Vin.
Suzette?
Yep.
Oh, my God.
Is that really you?
Yeah.
Well, no. I mean,
the tits aren't me.
They, um... They're fake...
but in here somewhere,
it's me!
What are you doing here?
I... I brought Hannah home.
My daughter?
Yeah. She's OK.
She's in bed.
No, she is not.
She is not in bed.
It's her prom night...
and she was going
to spend the night...
with Carol Bishop.
No, Vin.
She's in bed. Go look.
Why would you be
bringing her home?
'Cause they were partying...
you know, at the hotel
that I'm staying at...
and she needed
a ride home, so...
I gave her one.
That doesn't make sense.
You're leaving something out...
Like what about the...
Jules, her date?
I don't know. I mean,
they kind of went off...
I guess,
with the other kids or something.
You know, you're making me
really nervous, Vin.
I mean, I'm just, like...
I'm freaking out here, man.
I mean, aren't you,
like, glad to see me?
Suzette,
what is it that you want?
Who said
I wanted anything?
You just show up
here out of the blue...
in Phoenix,
16 years later?
Or 20.
You want money.
Who told you that?
I'm asking you.
That I want money?
That is so fucked up!
Shh!
I mean, my being in Phoenix
has nothing to do with you.
Are you
telling me the truth?
No. Shit.
OK, Vinnie. Hold on.
I got fired from my job.
What did you tell my daughter?
I named every guy
you ever rattled.
That is not funny,
Suzette.
She didn't even know
who I was, Vinnie.
Of course not.
My husband, my children,
my community...
They don't know anything
about that period...
when you and I were... friends.
The people that
I associated with then...
yourself included, they're...
they're...
no longer a part
of my current reality.
Oh, fuck your current reality.
I mean,
look at you with your pools...
and your fountains.
I mean, come on, Vinnie.
Don't call me Vinnie.
Nobody calls me that.
My name is Lavinia.
Vinnie.
All right.
I will give you $5,000...
to get out of my life.
I didn't come here
to harangue you.
- Harass.
- Whatever.
You are so uptight.
So uptight.
I'm not uptight.
I just brought the kid home...
because she needed a ride...
and she did.
She needed a ride.
Suzette, I am not
without gratitude.
But that girl
is on the dean's list.
She's going to Vassar
in the fall.
She's the valedictorian...
of her graduating class.
I get it.
Don't worry.
I didn't tell her anything.
La-La-La-La-Lavinia.
Down.
Hannah. Hannah, wake up.
I need to talk with you.
Ginger!
This doesn't concern you. Out.
Close the door, please.
I want to sleep.
Well, you'll have plenty of time...
to sleep after this.
I'm going
to ask you something...
and I won't tolerate anything
but the truth.
Did you do drugs
at the prom last night?
What are you talking about?
Did you do drugs?
Answer me honestly.
I had wine.
I stupidly had 2 kinds...
red and white...
and the mixture
makes you sick.
I didn't even know that
till after.
And that's all?
That was enough.
I'm a guest
of Harry Plummer.
He gave me his key... 419.
Mr. Plummer has changed rooms.
He's now in room 1007.
Thank you.
Harry?
Hi. They cleaned up the vomit...
but I had to move.
Of course you did.
Oh, I'm so hungry.
I just got to eat something.
Here. You want one?
You should
have something substantial, Suzette.
Let me
order up some breakfast.
No. I'm not staying.
I'm going to change my clothes.
Then I'm going to take off.
Oh. I've drawn you a bath.
You've drawn me a bath?
Mm-hmm.
You didn't even know...
when I was going to be here.
I've been letting it out
and adding hot.
I'm not in the same mood
I was in yesterday, Harry.
No, no, no. Sure.
It's just that it's been...
a hell of a long night,
you know.
When are you going
to shoot your father?
Not today. It's Sunday.
Harry?
What?
Come on in.
Aren't you naked?
Just come on in.
I want to talk.
Yes?
Sit down.
Oh, man.
I was like a blemish
in her prissy little world.
You should have
seen that place, Harry.
Even the kids have a wing.
And there's Vin...
going around
like a princess...
and the pool's all going.
Ahh. She had her nose
fucked with, too.
I didn't say anything
to her, but...
I don't know.
It was definitely...
not her nose, Harry.
Man, she is in dreamland.
And then she looks at me...
like I'm some kind
of voodoo ghost...
from her past, you know...
Scared to death
I'm going to, like...
blow her cover.
She offered me money...
to disappear, Harry.
I didn't take it.
I wouldn't touch it
with a 10-foot pole.
At least you have integrity.
Yeah. Integrity...
and I'm broke.
Oh! Ooh!
Ptoo! I got something...
You want water?
No, don't dote on me, Harry.
Actually,
I do want some water, please.
Who the hell
knows I'm here?
I don't know.
The hotel, for a start.
Answer the phone, Harry.
Hello? Yes.
Uh, yes.
No. Sure.
Please come up.
Room 1007.
Who was that?
Lavinia.
What?!
She said
she needs to see you.
Oh, my God!
After all I told you...
you think I want her
coming up here?
I just followed my instincts,
Suzette.
You're not
following your instincts...
you're following hers!
She manipulates people!
I hate you right now, Harry!
Oh, God.
Lavinia Kingsley.
Harry Plummer.
Suzette's
just wiping herself...
drying herself off.
She had a bath.
Oh.
I don't want to interrupt...
something.
No, no, no. Please
come in, Mrs. Kingsley.
Thank you, Mr. Plummer.
I'll just be 2 seconds, really...
You better be here
to apologize...
because you treated me
like the scum of the earth...
and if you think
those flowers are going...
to make me feel better,
you're sadly mistaken.
I'm going to smoke,
Harry. Endure it.
You have every right
to be offended...
and I do apologize.
That is why I am here.
Will you join me for lunch...
tomorrow afternoon?
And what will happen
at lunch, Lavinia?
Well, I would like
the opportunity...
to explain to you why
I'm no longer the person...
that I was years ago...
how I've changed... for
the better, I think...
and the direction that
my life has gone in.
For instance,
I'm very much involved...
in charity work...
and there's actually
a tree planted...
near city hall
with my name on it...
right here in Phoenix...
Phoenix being
the mythical bird...
that rose from the ashes...
I, too,
have become someone...
that you don't know, Suzette.
And I would
like the opportunity...
to introduce myself to you.
People do change, Suzette.
Not that it's been easy.
It hasn't been.
But I could not
be the person that I was...
because the person that I was...
is not the person that I am.
Vinnie, stop, OK?
'Cause you're going...
right up your own asshole...
and I don't feel
like following.
I know what
she means, though.
Why, thank you.
Harry, enough.
Vinnie,
I'm not ashamed of my past.
At least I'm not
walking around...
in some Lance Robe and slippers...
pretending that
it never happened.
My husband is a lawyer!
Oh, yeah? What are you
going to do, sue me?
Could you just
let me finish, please?
And he aspires
to a career in politics.
Hey. The first lady
of the land...
is going to be a Banger Sister?
I am not a Banger Sister!
Look, I am a mother...
and I am a very good mother.
Hannah told me everything...
about what happened
at the prom.
She told me
that she drank...
red and white wine,
and the combination...
of the two made her queasy.
Queasy?
She was really out of it...
Mrs. Kingsley.
Wasn't she, Suzette?
Oh, I don't think so, Harry.
She would have
told her mother everything.
So, what time's lunch?
I beg your pardon?
Yeah.
We're going to lunch.
You said.
Oh.
Yeah, but I have just...
said everything
that I planned...
to say at lunch.
You know,
where I come from, Lavinia...
which, granted,
is a hellhole...
in West Hollywood...
The people go on and on and on
and on about themselves...
all day long.
They at least
have the decency...
to ask the other person...
"So, what's new with you?"
Noon, in the lobby?
Look, Suzette,
I am not self-indulgent.
I may be a lot of things...
but that is one thing
that I am not.
Then why are you still
talking about yourself?
And by the way,
how did you know...
what room I was staying in?
Oh, I described you
to the clerk at the desk.
Ugh! "I described you
to the clerk at the desk."
I got to get some drinks in here...
and get her mojo going, man.
But first, I got to crash.
Oh, I'm so tired.
Oh, yeah. This is good.
Harry?
What did he do to you...
your father...
to make you
love him so much?
He put a kind
of curse on me.
How'd he do that?
We had a family business...
selling furniture.
I hated it.
I wanted to be a writer.
He hated that.
"Go ahead," he said.
"Everything you touch...
is going to turn to shit.
You'll look back someday...
and there'll be nothing
to look at."
Well, you took off anyway, see?
I like that.
And then you blew
into Hollywood?
Yeah.
It was great.
The whole world
wanted a piece of me.
You know, everybody
was jumping into bed...
with everybody
back in those days.
I had a Dodge Duster.
Every Friday night,
I'd eat at Joe Allen's.
God, it was fabulous.
You mean, you drove?
Gold Dodge Duster
with white vinyl seats.
Did you have a girlfriend?
Yeah.
What happened?
Everything fell to pieces...
just the way
he said it would.
Well, come on.
You're giving the old man...
too much credit.
You're not
selling furniture.
Is he still doing that?
No.
He's...
He's at some place...
called Horizon Hills.
It's a retirement community.
Don't move.
You can do
whatever you want...
but you're not allowed
to think.
You're thinking, Harry.
I'm terrified.
Shut up.
OK.
Good morning...
Mrs. Plummer.
Hey, you've got 2 things
going for you.
One is that
I'm in a good mood...
and two is that you're cute.
Oh, Suzette.
I came to apologize
in person.
I completely forgot
about Ginger.
She's taking
her driver's test today.
- Ginger?
- My 16-year-old.
I can't tell you
how important this is.
I have to cancel lunch.
I apologize.
This is for you.
Are you trying
to weasel out of this?
No! This is one...
of those rites
of passage moments.
I have to be there.
Well, I'll go with you.
Oh.
Mom, what are you doing?
Nothing.
Who's that?
Suzette, my friend.
Your friend?
All right.
Just get in the car.
I'll be there in a minute.
No, you're not ditching me.
You made a date...
and I got all dressed up.
OK. I just have
to get organized.
Excuse me. Hi.
Would you please...
take this up to room 1007?
And don't water it.
It doesn't need watering.
They've already
been watered...
so you don't have
to water them.
Come on. Let's go.
Don't water them. Please.
OK. In case you'd noticed...
there's one other thing.
You probably won't.
But Ginger has
just a little habit of...
She makes a little noise
in the back...
of her throat sometimes...
and the specialists
say it's nothing.
It's probably
going to dissolve...
in a matter of time,
and then...
- Great.
- Yeah.
But our policy is just to...
It's just... We're
going to ignore it.
Take a breath, Gin.
I wanted a tattoo, Mom,
but you said I couldn't.
Just stay
in your lane, honey.
Is her tongue pierced?
Sweetheart,
it's not nice to talk...
about people
in front of them...
as if they're not there.
I know someone
who had her labia pierced.
All right, concentrate
on your driving, Gin.
And I better not
get the guy Jennifer got.
He failed her for talking.
All right. Well, don't
talk, then. Just drive.
That's the way
accidents happen.
From talking?
I don't think so, Mom.
Stay in your lane.
What lane are you referring to?
The lane that you're in!
Well, if I'm in it,
then what's the problem?
Will you look where
you're driving?!
It's always been
much harder with Ginger...
than with Hannah,
because Hannah tends...
to be solution-oriented,
whereas Ginger...
Well, she's artistic,
which is, of course...
what I love about her
and always want...
to encourage,
but she does tend to be defiant.
You didn't name her
after Ginger Baker...
- did you?
- No.
I was pregnant
and craving ginger...
so I ate it every day.
Oh. Way better.
Gosh. What time is it?
I don't know.
Course you don't.
Oh, gosh, I hope
she passes this thing.
It's going to be so good...
for her self-esteem.
You know that guy Harry...
the guy you met?
He doesn't drive.
He might now, though...
'cause we had sex last night.
First time in 10 years
for that guy.
I kind of liked it,
though, you know?
I felt like I was
accomplishing something.
Boy, when he came,
it was like somebody...
in an electric chair.
I thought you were
in a relationship...
the two of you.
No, no.
I just picked him up...
like, somewhere in Blythe...
and he's not
a bad rattle, though.
There's hope for Harry.
Hope for Harry.
I hate this place.
I know.
Can you imagine working here?
Ha ha!
Oh, no color.
I'd go crazy.
I got to have color around me...
or I go nuts. I hate drab.
You just looked
right at my dress...
when you said that.
I did not.
Oh, you did.
No, I didn't.
Yes, you did.
I would kill to have, uh...
- Yeah.
- I would.
Sure, Suzette.
It's almost the same color...
as the... walls.
Oh, come on. No, it isn't.
Yes, it is.
I'm the same color...
as the department
of motor vehicles...
and you... look like a flower.
Why are you so pissed off?
I'm not!
I'm complimenting you.
I mean, all the guys here
are staring at you.
That's the idea, isn't it?
What idea?
Well, I mean,
if you put yourself together...
the way that you've
put yourself together...
that's... obviously,
you're trying...
to get attention.
I don't look any different.
Oh, please.
You used to be
much smaller-chested.
You mean,
my tits are bothering you.
Oh, come on.
This machine is bothering me...
because it's not functioning.
You know what? I think
you're, like, ticked off...
because you had
the big knockers...
back in the day.
- Well, please.
- No, yeah.
It's true. Come on, babe.
And you know what?
You used to, like...
you know, flash them...
and they were famous,
those tits...
and I was flat as a pancake.
So I made, you know,
bigger... ones.
So...
but if it makes you
feel any better...
I don't feel bad.
I don't need...
to feel better.
They're too big,
and, you know...
I overdid it.
Well, I wasn't going
to say anything...
but they're too big.
Yeah, I went from, like,
one extreme to the other.
Aah!
Mom, he failed me
for no reason!
Gin, what happened?
Nothing! I just drove
like a normal person.
But he decided
to persecute me.
It says that you
ran a red light.
Yeah, right!
As if I'd do that on a test!
Oh! And I told everybody...
I was taking this stupid thing!
I promised Jennifer...
I would drive her
to the Pickle Pan!
You know what? I can...
I'm going to
take her home right now.
She just treated you
like shit.
Well, she's distraught!
I'll drop you at the hotel.
No, wait a minute.
This is not...
This is, like, a big deal...
We're not even
getting along.
Suzette, come on.
We were going
to have lunch.
Somebody left Barkley out.
Barkley!
Barkley!
Barkley, come here.
Barkley! Gin.
Ginger, get Barkley in.
I can't, Mom.
I'm too depressed.
Hey. Get the dog.
Come on, Barkley,
you stupid moron.
Hannah!
You left the gate open!
The dog got out!
Hannah,
turn the music off!
Oh, Hannah.
Yeah, Hannah.
Hannah?!
Hannah!
Break it up. Come on.
Break it up!
Aah!
Mom!
Come on, Hannah.
Get out of the pool.
Jules, oh!
Get out of that pool!
Hannah, stop it!
Nothing was going on,
I swear to you.
Oh, right!
I'm almost 18!
I don't care
how old you are, Hannah.
You are still living
in my house.
You are driving a car
that we paid for.
We have paid
for your college education.
As long as that is true...
you will abide
by our rules!
Do you understand?
Now, you get out of there!
Get dressed!
Turn the music off!
And you're not
helping matters.
What did I do?
Well, you're just
so permissive-looking...
standing there...
the way you stand.
But you said I looked
like a flower.
Mom! I just
stepped on a snail!
There are no snails
on this property, Gin.
What's this crunchy thing
I just, like, killed?
Jules!
I have known you...
since you've been
in preschool, young man.
This is so not the norm...
of how I behave,
Mrs. Kingsley.
Hannah, of all people.
You don't think that maybe...
they were just
skinny-dipping, do you?
No. They were going at it.
In the pool...
where we, as a family, swim?
- Yep.
- Oh! God.
You don't think maybe
they just could've been...
rubbing up
against each other?
No, they were fucking.
Oh, my God.
Hannah's the valedictorian...
and that boy Jules...
He got a national award
for community service.
He's a little weasel,
if you ask me.
Why do you say that?
He just is. I can tell.
You know,
I can smell it. Hey!
I don't know what
I'm supposed to do now.
Do you think
I'm supposed to call...
his parents and tell them?
You're asking me?
Why are you wasting
all those lemons?
Lemons eliminate odor, Suzette.
Oh, my God.
You are so freaked out about this.
Yes, I am.
School's out,
and they're seniors...
and they came back,
and they had a few beers...
and they got naked
in the pool.
I mean,
they're just having fun.
They are kids!
I want to show you something.
- Come here.
- What?
Refresh your memory.
Look at this.
Those aren't kids?
Oh, my God.
Remember we sat up there
over Sunset Boulevard...
waiting for the sun to come up?
Until the cops
made us get down.
Mmm. Sunrise over Sunset.
Just get to the point.
Well, it was your idea
to climb up there...
in the first place.
Do you know why?
- No.
- Exactly.
We just did stuff.
We just did shit...
for no reason, Vin.
My God. That's Raymond.
My husband.
What are you going
to do with me?
Am I going to hide
in the closet?
No, no.
He knows about you.
I've just been a little sketchy,
that's all.
Like how sketchy?
I said we went
to college together.
I went to college?
Yeah.
I'm a really bad liar, Vinnie.
OK. Then just tell
the minimum amount of truth.
Hi, honey.
Hi. Hi.
Whoa! Sorry. Sorry.
Oh, this is Suzette.
Suzette?
We were roommates
in Los Angeles.
Oh, Suzette. Yes,
of course. Of course.
Suzette. Suzette.
Hi. You went to UCLA?
I saw Country Joe
and the Fish there.
Oh. Ha ha ha!
Yeah. So, uh,
stay for dinner, Suzette.
Lavinia and I would love
to have you for dinner.
Please. Stay for dinner.
- Sure.
- OK.
Cool.
Groovy.
I'm staying for dinner.
Yeah.
Is Mom's friend for real?
I don't know.
I don't care.
Get out of my room, OK?
All you ever do is eat...
and you're so skinny.
What's your problem?
Mom caught me in the pool...
with Jules.
So?
We weren't swimming.
Eww.
Your own mother?
Shut up.
It was horrible.
She stood there
and made us...
get out of the pool.
It was so embarrassing.
It's the worst thing...
that's ever happened to me.
I failed my driving test.
You're allowed to fail.
I'm not.
I don't even know
what it feels like.
Look at me.
Look. Look at this.
I'm on every single page
of this yearbook.
Ugh!
And tomorrow,
I'm expected...
to get up in front
of the entire school...
and say something profound...
so that all the grads
will run off...
into the future...
and live happily ever after...
Such a lie.
I wish I could just
get up there and fart.
Ha!
Why don't you?
Yeah, right.
All my teachers,
the head of school...
Dad, Mom...
especially Mom...
Can you imagine her reaction?
Well, at least
it wouldn't be boring.
"Success is going
from failure to failure...
without loss
of enthusiasm."
Winston Churchill.
But what if the person
testing you...
has such bad body odor,
you can't even concentrate?
Red light means stop, Ginger.
New topic. Hannah...
how's your speech coming?
I'm thinking of
doing something unconventional.
Well,
that's always a good idea.
If it were always
a good idea...
it wouldn't be
unconventional.
You're going to do fine.
You look great.
You have a lot of color...
in your face.
Have you been out
in the sun today?
Yeah, Hannah.
Ginger, Ginger.
Relax your throat
when you're eating.
Yeah, Ginger.
Suzette?
Mm-hmm?
You knew my wife
before I did...
Actually,
before all of us did.
Has she changed
over all these years?
I see the same person.
What do the two of you
have in common?
What do we have in common, Vin?
We, uh, went to
the occasional concert.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Hmm.
What kind of concerts?
Rock.
It had to be
really rock, though.
Didn't it, babe?
Babe?
We had very high standards.
Wait. Like, bands?
Ha ha!
Mom in a mosh pit?
Standing there
holding her purse.
With her hair all perfect.
"Come on, everyone. Let's go.
It's getting late."
This is
a little difficult...
to picture, Lavinia.
Vinnie... Vin.
Yeah, babe.
She danced.
That's what she did.
She danced.
Our mother?
Our mom's a really,
really, really bad dancer.
That was what was
so really, really...
really genius about it.
You didn't care
what anybody thought...
did you, babe?
Lavinia?
Lavinia?
Anybody know what
Suzette's tattoo stands for?
Hmm?
Don't say anything, Suzette.
It's a lizard with a crown
on its head. Anybody?
Hmm?
I have no idea.
Jim Morrison.
"I am the Lizard King."
He also called himself
"Mr. Mojo Risin"'...
which were the letters
of his name...
scrambled up.
He wrote it in Mexico...
having been up all night...
after climbing
the pyramid of the sun.
Mom, you're being weird.
Yeah. You're acting...
like a whole different person.
You are acting
a little strange, Lavinia.
Oh, you have no idea
how strange I can be.
What the hell was that?
Chicken breast.
Suzette?
I'm trapped out here
in the suburbs, Harry.
I'm getting to see
how the other half live.
I don't know.
It's really weird.
It's complicated
having all your shit together.
You've made progress
since yesterday.
Yesterday, she didn't
even want to see you.
That's great.
It's terrific.
I don't know.
What are you doing?
You sound speedy.
I'm writing like a fiend.
Yeah?
What are you writing?
I don't know. Everything.
Words, thoughts, images.
It's all just kind of
exploding out of me.
I feel so ebullient.
Ebullient?
You just got off, Harry.
That's all.
It's more than that,
Suzette.
It's... It's...
I think you're my muse.
Uh, Harry, wait a minute.
I'm just a chick you
met in the desert, OK?
Yes, exactly. And if I...
I... I wouldn't have met
you in the desert...
if I hadn't screwed up
my life so beautifully.
Where are you
going with this?
If I had done
one thing different...
if one little thing had
worked out and gone right...
my whole life would have gone
in some other direction.
Instead, everything went wrong
and led me to you.
Hey, you're way
ahead of yourself.
Then I shouldn't
feel something for you?
No, no. You can feel
whatever you want...
but, you know,
just don't make...
a three-act play out of it.
When are you coming home?
Home?
I mean back,
you know, to the hotel.
Um... Harry, listen...
write whatever
you want, you know.
Just dig it out
of yourself, babe...
because that's where it is.
It's all in there, OK?
Now, go for it.
See you later.
Does our mom
have a secret life?
Let me tell you something
about your mother.
It wouldn't kill you to be
just a little bit nicer to her.
How would she know
about Van Morrison...
all of a sudden?
Jim Morrison,
not Van Morrison. Jeez.
OK, Jim Morrison. She was
talking about him like she...
knew him or something.
Do the dishes, OK?
The dishes? Rosa does them.
Rosa who?
I don't know.
You have people
wiping your ass...
and you don't even
know their names.
Hannah, did you hear that?!
Just do the dishes, OK?
You wash.
You dry.
Here's the sponge.
And no using the dishwasher.
Why?
Because you're spoiled brats,
that's why.
No, we're not.
Look at all this shit
that you've got.
Look... Look. What's this?
A banana hammock.
Oh, right.
A hammock for your bananas.
I mean...
not everybody has one of those.
We don't need
to be lectured by you.
You don't even know us.
You and I go way back,
little Miss Prom Queen.
We want to know
about our mother.
She was a blast.
She was...
a kick-ass girlfriend.
Wait. What does that mean?
What did she do?
Did she smoke weed?
Did she get drunk...
and puke all over the place,
have sex?
Did she ever
do anything wrong?
Where's your father?
No place I'll ever go in again.
Ow! Oh, jeez.
What are you doing?
I want to go out...
without my... watch...
but everything
that I own is beige.
Come on, Vinnie.
Let's go. What's taking so long?
Harry?
Here. Do me up, will you?
Vin, what are you
doing in there?
Suzette, you look so...
iridescent.
Thank you.
Will you be very late?
Definitely.
Ready or not, here I come.
Oh, my God.
Your hair.
Oh...
Yeah?
- Oh...
- Well?
It's fucking great, man.
Yeah?
Yeah, yeah.
Harry, come over here.
Tell me what you think.
That took some guts.
OK. Ready, huh?
Let's go.
All right!
You get the purses.
Oh, bye.
Bye.
Be brilliant.
Say good night, Harry.
Good night, Harry. Aah!
Oh, God. That scared me.
- Ooh.
- Ooh.
Oh, oh, my.
What?
I just forgot
it's so crowded and loud...
and dirty and sweaty
and... it's... I...
Vinnie, come on. Come on.
All right. Just give me a second.
Just another minute.
OK, all right, all right.
Your minute's up.
Let's go, let's go.
Oh, Suze, Suze.
Come on, let's just
work our way in, babe.
What do you want to drink?
- How about coffee?
- Vinnie! Come on.
Get me something with, like,
a little sword or something.
You got it, baby.
You got it.
Sorry. Excuse me.
Sorry. Excuse me.
Oh, I'm terribly sorry.
That was completely my fault.
Oh, my God.
Suzette, I'm just
knocking into everybody.
Aah! Aah!
Sorry. I'm so sorry.
Suzette! Suzette!
Yeah! Over here, honey.
Come on, come on.
I got us some chairs.
You still have
such great bar instincts.
Well, you're
in my territory, honey.
Oh, OK.
So, now what do we do?
A rum and Coke
and a tiki.
Anything you want.
Anything you want!
How about checking out
the bartender's ass?
Hooray!
She's back.
He looks a little like
Rod Stewart. A little bit.
He does look like Rod Stewart.
Look at
his little Rod Stewart ass.
Not so loud, not so loud.
He's gonna hear you.
All right.
Excuse me.
Would you like to dance?
Oh... that's so sweet
of you, but no. I'm married.
And I have a number
of children and a house...
and a dog...
a golden retriever, actually.
That's so nice of you
to ask me. Thank you very much.
That was really nice
of him, wasn't it?
OK, it's time.
- For what?
- Let's dance.
I don't think so.
Put your purse down.
- No, I can't.
- Honey.
Not yet.
Vinnie, come on, honey.
Let go.
No.
Please, honey.
Let go of your purse.
I can't. I can't.
All right, drink up.
Heads up. OK?
Hey, Rod, check our...
Look after our things,
will you? We're gonna dance.
Sure thing.
I don't think it's
the right speed for me.
It's just a little not right.
Too fast.
Come on, honey.
Loosen up.
Woo! Woo!
What a blast, huh?
What are you
looking at, honey?
Look at all the stars.
How many can you name, Vin?
Zero.
Have you ever been
to Europe, Vinnie?
Oh, yeah.
Did you go to Paris, France?
Mm-hmm.
Did you go to
that big famous cemetery...
where Jim is?
Pere-Lachaise.
What was it like?
Sad.
Yeah.
Shut the door.
OK, OK.
I want you to know
just for the record...
that I myself have not
seen this for 20 years.
What?
You'll see it.
You'll see it.
Just light that candle,
OK, over there.
Yeah.
OK.
You have no idea what
I'm gonna show you, hon?
Absolutely none?
What is it?
I have no idea.
It's gonna
be a total surprise to you?
You don't even
have a clue?
No!
Let's see.
- You ready?
- Yeah.
It is the...
Rock cock collection.
Oh, my God.
You said you threw...
the rock cock collection out.
You said it was history.
- No, I did not.
- Yes, you did.
I said it was history.
That's not the same thing
as throwing it out.
- Say you lied.
- I lied.
OK.
Close your eyes.
The names are on the back.
I'm nervous now, Vin.
Guess who
the first rock cock is.
Ooh.
Roger...
Waters.
Jimmy Page.
Give me that.
Are you kidding?
And this one is... Jimmy?
Very veiny and... Ooh!
"Arlo Guthrie."
Oh, no.
That's yours, babe.
You take that one.
Look at this.
- Ha ha!
- What?
Keith! That's Keith.
And this one is...
I get it
'cause I backlit it.
Oh, my God.
This one is...
I don't even know. Oh, my God.
Where? Hold on,
hold on, hold on.
Hold on, hold on. No, no, no.
I'm gonna smoke this.
You're not gonna do that.
Yes, yes, yes, I am.
Come on, honey.
It's gonna be...
It's so old. How old is it?
Well, it's probably younger
than we are.
Who is that?!
It looks ridiculous.
Who is that?!
I don't know.
Look at this little guy
peeking out.
- Jesus Christ!
- I told you...
Boy, it's so rough.
Steve somebody.
Steve...
And here's... Steve...
Why didn't somebody
just stop us?!
Wow. That was so cool.
It was not...
- That's mine.
- It's so yours.
Oh, my gosh.
That's so kind of...
Looks like a nose or something.
This is totally fucked up.
Keith?
- Oh, my God!
- Oh, Suze!
Oh! Oh! Oh, my God.
I got it. Here.
Why didn't you just
put out the joint?
Here. I'll help you.
- Don't hit me.
- Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
We're burning down the house.
Lavinia! Lavinia!
Oh, it's OK, honey.
Yeah?
Oh, God.
Hi, Raymond.
What happened, Lavinia?
Um, um...
Oh, my. Are these
what I think they are?
What do you think they are?
Well...
Lavinia, what... what...
What are you wearing?
What did you do
to your hair?!
She cut it.
Do you like it?
Lavinia...
All right, Raymond, look...
you know how, um...
some people
collect baseball cards?
Well, Suzette and I were...
What? What?
Photographers?
I'm sorry.
No, Raymond.
I'm so sorry. No, no.
No. We were... groupies.
You... You were...
You were groupies?
You were a groupie?
Yeah.
And th... these... these
are pictures...
Of musicians.
Musicians?
And a few roadies.
And a few roadies.
What do you mean,
that you were a groupie?
We...
Sorry.
Oh, Dad, Mom, where are you?
Oh, shit!
- What have I done?
- Lavinia!
What are you doing?
Jeez. It smells like...
Here.
Hi, honey.
Uh...
it's, uh... Ginger.
She took my car.
This is so stupid.
All I did was
bang into a parked car...
a little bit,
and they take me to a hospital...
and force me
to wear this stupid thing?
Mom, what happened
to your hair?!
It's OK. Sit down.
I'm not injured, except for
the air bag hitting me in the face.
You were driving
without a license.
Then why don't they take me
to jail? It would make more sense.
You're in enough trouble already,
young lady.
I drove all over Phoenix, Dad.
That was the only car I hit.
It wasn't even my fault.
What do you mean,
it wasn't your fault?
Hannah gave me the keys.
You said
you'd stay on Blossom Circle.
It was too boring.
It was a circle.
You let your sister drive your car?
I can't believe
you were that irresponsible.
Me?! You have
a whole history of being...
irresponsible, it turns
out... you and Suzette.
Hey, I'm just standing here.
Doing what?
What do you have
to do with our family...
besides coming in here
and wrecking it?
Everything was fine
until you showed up.
It was not fine.
She made it worse.
Suzette.
- Lavinia.
- Mom! You are such...
a hypocrite. You
freak out because I...
have sex in the pool
with my boyfriend?
- This is my job.
- The pool?
I'm just trying
to keep you safe.
I don't think
that's the problem...
with you breathing
down my neck.
Please be quiet.
I'm so safe,
I'm suffocating here.
I can't wait
to get out to college...
to get away from you.
This is a hospital,
for God's sake.
Will you just let her talk?
She's telling me...
what a shitty job
I'm doing as a mother.
This is a public place.
Oh, what are you
so worried about...
You might lose a vote or two?
I'm worried about you. That's
what I'm worried about, Vinnie...
or whatever the hell
you're calling yourself these days.
One minute
you're pruning the plum trees...
the next you're putting penises
all over the floor.
Penises?
I have no idea who you are.
No. You don't.
You're right, because,
you know, I am so busy...
pruning the plum tree
and taking you to soccer...
and picking up all your shit...
and taking the dog...
for his umpteenth
distemper shot that...
I have lost me.
Can we go home, please?
I'm tired. I can't even see.
You know, we have...
graduation today.
Yeah, Mom, and I'm
really, really hungry.
You haven't heard a thing
I've said, have you?
What just happened?
Hello.
Harry, listen,
I'm coming back.
I'm gonna get my stuff,
get my car.
I'm leaving.
I'm going back to L.A.
- But...
- But nothing.
You're just a guy
I picked up, Harry.
I just picked you up,
all right?
I'm done talking.
Just stay out of my way.
Hannah and Ginger were really
angry at me. They're not...
It's not them.
They were right, Vin.
I don't belong here.
I don't know
where I belong.
I just came here to...
Oh, I don't know
why I came here.
I don't know
what I'm looking for.
I just know
I fuck things up.
I fucked things up really good.
I do that.
No.
And you guys
are fighting and arguing.
I lost it.
It's just my fault.
No, it isn't. I lost it.
But that's what people do
when they...
love each other, is that
they yell at each other...
and they argue.
I'd give anything
to have a family...
to argue with
and fight with...
but I only have
a fucking cat...
who's not even
worth talking about.
But I'm your family.
You fight with me, right?
Oh, Vin.
My only claim to fame is...
that I let a zillion
zonked out musicians...
get in my pants
who don't even...
care about me.
Oh...
Oh, Vin.
I did, too, only I couldn't
even talk about it...
until you came along.
Now I'm laughing
about it and dancing.
Look at me.
Hmm? You're a force, sweetie.
I love that about you.
There's nobody else
like you, OK?
I love you.
I love you, too.
1, 2...
3, 4, 5, 6...
7, 8, 9, 10.
You know,
there was a guy...
that was brought
in there on a stretcher.
His face was all blue...
and he had a thing over him.
I thought he was dead.
Even he looked at my tits.
Well, maybe you revived him.
Oh, man.
I want to walk.
OK. Where do you want to go?
It's early. I don't
want to wake him up.
Where is he?
Oh, something's wrong.
- This isn't good.
- Why?
Nope.
It's a beautiful day, Suzette.
He could be anyplace.
- No. Something's wrong.
- What?
I feel it.
Oh!
Oh, Vin, the typewriter's
at the bottom of the pool.
What?
The gun.
He must have taken his gun.
Harry has a gun?
Yeah. With one bullet
intended for one person.
Who?
His father.
He's gonna shoot his father?
Yes. I just...
Oh, man. I feel bad.
I called him,
I hung up, and I...
Suzette, Suzette,
Suzette, listen.
I just feel... Yeah.
Focus. Where is his father?
Uh, he's in an old-age home.
OK.
It's like
something something.
It was like
something, something.
Something.
All right, focus.
Something...
Horizon something.
Horizon Hills?
That's it. Horizon Hills.
Do you know it?
Yeah.
Well, let's go, man.
But it's not
an old-age home.
What's your take on him, Vin?
The gun thing's tricky.
Oh, man.
What am I gonna do?
How am I gonna talk him
out of it?
You'll figure it out.
Just stay calm, rational.
Yeah.
You lied to me, Harry.
And you told me to stay out
of your way, remember?
Get in the car.
It's between me and him.
But he's already dead,
you lunatic.
No, he isn't.
He's in here.
What?
In here.
Why do you still blame him?
You know what kind
of father I had.
When I was 4, I'd feel...
Fuck 4.
My whole childhood,
he was never there.
I went to bed every night
without a dad to tuck me in.
You know how damaging
that can be?
It's too bad you didn't
know me back then...
because I could have
sent my father over...
and he could
have tucked you in.
He hated me,
thought I was worthless...
criticized everything I did.
For heaven's sakes.
You ran me over.
Someone had to.
Did you hear yourself?
You don't run over a person!
Harry, we were only going
2 miles an hour.
What's the problem?
You were gonna kill
yourself anyway, right?
Harry, come on.
You're both insane.
So true.
I got it. I got it.
Give me that.
What are you gonna do?
I'm gonna help you, Harry.
Jesus.
That was your one bullet.
Go forgive him, Harry.
You're here.
You might as well talk to him.
Dad?
Dad?
Hmm.
Come on, Suzette.
Hurry up.
Hurry, hurry!
I'm coming, I'm coming.
They may have
already started.
Hi.
Come on.
Come on.
Suzette, come on.
You, too.
Come on. Come on...
come on.
Put your shoes on, honey.
Yeah. Wait. Wait.
Where are you going? Come on.
Come on. You got it? Good.
How about the other one?
You look great.
I hate feeling fake...
more than anything
in the world.
You wouldn't believe
what people tell you...
"You got to get into college.
You got to figure out...
what you're gonna do.
You got to make money."
And we're going...
"My God, I feel like
I'm still a kid practically."
But your teachers and your parents
and everybody's got...
everything all planned out
for you with high expectations.
But what if it has
nothing to do with you?
You lose track of yourself.
And that's fake.
We're going into the future.
And I only have little clues
as to what might be out there.
Sometimes,
I'm scared to death.
Sometimes,
I'm really excited.
And I just wish for
everybody in my class...
no, for everybody...
That whatever you do...
you do it true...
even if you mess up...
even if you fail.
I'd rather fail
doing my own thing...
doing what I want to do...
than doing what somebody else
wants me to do and succeeding.
I'd rather be fighting
with my family...
than... pretending it's all OK.
To the graduating class
of 2002... go.
Go into the world
and do it true.
Do it true.
Woo!
Honey, you rocked.
Now we're gonna
go back to the house.
And why don't you follow
us in your car, OK?
No. I'm gonna take off.
Yeah, I got stuff to do.
But I've got to give you
back your clothes.
That's all right.
Hold onto them.
It'll give me an excuse
to see you again.
You don't need an excuse.
We had a blast.
Yeah.
Mom! Oh, my God, you guys.
What?
I am so in love.
Who? With who?
Shh. He's right...
He's right there.
Wait, wait, wait.
Not him, not him.
There he is. That's him.
Musicians.
Yeah.
Hey, Suzette.
Yeah?
Do you want to hear a story
that I've been writing?
Yeah. Tell.
Well, it's about this guy...
who's complicated...
and he meets
this woman who's...
she's...
Harry, skip to the end.
What happens to them?
I don't know.
I haven't figured that out yet.
Oh.
She's a hand-job giver.
Oh, Harry!
And she's great at it.