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- Maybe you're just not cut
out for the insurance business.
- I didn't call anybody a name.
- I've got at
least three witnesses.
- Which.
She asked me to move a box,
there were two, I didn't know.
- Okay, sure.
I think it's fair to
say we gave you a shot.
Give my regards to your mother.
- Did you love her?
- That was a long time ago.
All right, Sam.
- Oh my god.
You'll never believe who
has been texting me all day.
I told him, I cannot talk
to him while I'm at work,
he's like, gets all
insecure if I'm not
texting him back.
He's such a girl.
- With the Malibu look,
we want the feeling
of a fresh kissed cheek,
and a smoldering lip.
- Frank's bringing
a friend tonight.
- Heaver liner says you
won't be carried away
on any old breeze.
It frames the look
for sophistication.
- You're going to
give him a chance.
- Another friend?
- Guys like prince charming
don't just show up.
They're not perfect
from the get go.
I have to stop smoking.
- We're quitting again?
Sandy gold tones and sunset
pink light up your eyes.
- We can't stay
roommates forever.
We have to be grownups
with men, husbands.
- As long as the numbers
on the bottom of the color
start with, with a...
- Don't you wanna meet somebody?
- I met somebody today.
- You did?
Where?
- On the train.
- You talked to
some guy on the train?
- For over an hour.
- Sounds like a guy
with time on his hands.
- He has a job.
- Did you give him your number?
- He's an architect,
he's German.
- Did he ask for your number?
- I'm gonna see him again.
- On the train.
- Yes.
- Just give
frank's friend a chance.
- You've been smoking.
- They're not mine.
- How did they get here?
- How did you get fired?
- What did mills tell you?
- Can I hear it from you?
- We didn't get along so well.
- What does that
mean, a man, a woman?
- What did mills tell you?
- May I hear it from you?
- She was wasting my time.
- Didn't you get
paid by the hour?
- She misheard me.
- What did you really say?
- I said, "which?"
There were two boxes,
I didn't know, which?
Date tonight?
- It's worse that you lie to me.
- It's not my fault,
mills said I'm just not cut out
for the insurance business.
- What, did they teach him
that in management school?
- Yes, I asked him.
- Your favorite, general Tso's.
- Where'd you get it?
- New price, my compliments.
- Tea, please?
- Oh, you've eaten here
before, I know you don't tip.
- I was thinking I
could stay here tonight,
I mean, we could watch
TV, the two of us.
- I'm going out.
- The girls?
- A friend.
- Why don't you just
call him your date?
- Why don't you go
eat your dinner.
- I could wait up.
- You know, there's a
reason you don't live here.
- What's that?
- Why don't you go
eat your dinner.
- No more jobs, mom.
- So, I'm supposed to
pay your rent for you?
You think you have
a right to that?
- Take them.
- They're not even mine.
Lock the door on your way out.
- Frank here's the best.
- Oh, guitar concert.
- And I play the bass, I'm
the bassist for the band.
- Yeah, he's the best bassist.
Dude.
The stadium is packed,
everyone's going nuts.
They're going crazy.
- And then they rush
on stage and they go
oh, that's the
greatest guitarist,
greatest guitarist ever.
- Oh, okay, now
we're breaking stuff.
Okay, just intermission.
- Oh, ladies on stage.
- The groupie comes in,
the groupie's then like
the main, like the fan,
and you're so sweaty.
- You're really
beautiful, you know that?
- I have a really
sensitive gag reflex.
- Hi, Sam, my name is Harvey,
I got a call from your
mother saying you might be
looking for work.
Why don't you.
Your mother said you
really loved old people,
is that true, Sam?
- You have a lot of pictures.
- Hm, that's nothing.
You see those?
Those are full of pictures
of me and my clients
taken over the years.
Most of our clients are old
bachelors, old spinsters,
childless, loveless.
I wouldn't recognize half
the people in these pictures
because that's the only
time they ever smiled.
Those are the ones that
mean the most to me.
You really have to love old
people to work in this field.
- I don't think I'd be here
today without old people.
- You're not really cut
out for this business.
- That's funny, most
people wait to fire me
before they tell me that.
- Most people are just
looking to fill their staff
as simply as possible.
- You and my mom dated, huh?
- A long time ago
she broke my heart.
- Yeah?
- Yeah, I was surprised
to hear from her.
- It's really something
else when they smile, huh?
- Yeah, it is.
- Maybe I could give it a try.
- This is
Harold Washington library,
state and Van Buren.
Transfer to red, blue, purple
and brown line trains here
at Washington library,
state and Van Buren.
Doors closing.
Transfer to...
This is an orange
line train to midway.
- Susan.
Welcome home.
- Hi.
- Do you know that frank
and I have been together
for a few years now,
I mean on and off,
but now we are back on
again, and I'm pregnant.
- With a baby?
- We were getting older, I mean
this could be my last chance
to do this, and I can't
explain it, you just see things
differently when
it happens to you.
- I guess I wouldn't know.
- Obviously, I mean, I
need to make some changes.
- Changes?
- Well, we're gonna
be moving in together
and we're gonna need
a second bedroom.
- You're moving out
of our apartment?
- Yeah, I know that this
has been our apartment,
but first it was mine,
I mean I was here first.
I'm on the lease.
- But you're the one
who needs more space.
- Well, I mean, there's no need
to rush, we still have time.
- When did you tell frank?
- We've known about a week.
- That's just the other night.
- The other night?
- I was going to the
bathroom and he walked in
and then when I came out,
you know what, forget it.
- Forget what?
- No, forget it.
- No, forget what?
- It's just, you would
expect husband material
to go back into
your room and wait.
- You were naked
again, weren't you.
- Just going to the
bathroom to pee.
- We have talked about this.
- Sorry.
Still.
- You're a little liar.
I think you should pack up
your shit sooner than later.
- I don't have anywhere to go.
- By tomorrow.
- Hi, I'm Sam, I
work for Goldenpal.
Goldenpal?
Goldenpal.
I work for Goldenpal.
My name is Sam Gordon.
My name is Sam, and
I work for Goldenpal.
My name is Sam, and
I work for Goldenpal.
- Hello.
- Hello, Mrs. white.
My name is Sam, I
work for Goldenpal,
I brought your grocery order.
- Where's the usual guy?
- This should have
been here two days ago.
- Ah, you know how to do it.
- Mr. hill, check food supply,
make sure light bulbs work.
Right.
- Who is it?
- Hello, Mr. hill, my name
is Sam, I work for Goldenpal.
I brought your grocery order.
- Who the hell are you?
- Sam from Goldenpal.
- Where's the regular guy?
- I'm the new regular guy.
- Yeah, how do I know?
This food could be poisoned.
- Why would anybody...
- tell them to send
the old regular guy!
- Mr. hill.
Ow.
Jesus.
Fine.
- Transfer to
Metro trains and the south.
Doors closing.
Transfer to Metro and
south shore trains.
This is an orange
line train to midway.
- You really let this
place go to shit.
- I wasn't expecting you.
- You knew when my
plane was landing.
The men in Paris are a lot
neater, that's for sure.
- You should have
taken me with you.
- Don't be jealous.
- I don't really have a couch.
- You burned it.
- Thinking of all those
Parisian men made me crazy.
- Now where are you gonna sleep?
- Here, wait.
- Don't you have a dresser?
- I burned that too.
You can just move
things into the corner.
- Where'd you put the trash can?
- Okay, actually, those
are all collectibles.
- Do you not want me here?
- No I do, but,
you ripped my bongo
man number three.
- Bongo
man? Looks racist.
- He's the most racist
superhero ever created.
It was worth 20 bucks.
- I just wanted my
space for my things.
- Okay.
Sorry, I, here, let's move
some of my things over.
You smoke.
- Nope.
- I'm really against smoking.
- I don't smoke.
- Where'd you get these?
- This guy gave them
to me on the train.
This homeless guy, he
was doing this mime show,
you know, for spare
change, and he couldn't do
the mime while he was
holding his cigarettes
so I held onto them, then
he went to the next car,
and there was my stop,
and I figure I'd probably
run into him again on the train,
so I've been
carrying them around.
- He didn't have any pockets?
- You don't want me here.
- I didn't say that.
- He rides the blue
line all the time.
- My name is Sam.
- I can leave.
- I don't want you to leave.
- They're his.
- What's your name?
- Susan.
- Susan?
- Susan.
- The homeless mime guy!
- You've seen him.
- All the time.
I'll tell you what,
I'll hold onto these,
and when I see him again,
I'll give them back.
- Good idea.
- Let's unpack you.
- Who is this?
- That's my dad.
- I like his mustache.
- He left when I was little.
- Did you know him?
- He was a great actor.
- What was his name?
- You haven't heard of
him, he was a Soviet.
- That explains the mustache.
- Soviet theater, you rehearse
the same play for a year
in all kinds of conditions.
You immersed yourself
in the material
until it was part of your soul.
- Are you an actor?
- No.
He left me a book.
Elements of acting.
It's out of print.
Is this your family?
- No.
It came with the frame.
- You're kidding, because
I would believe it
if that were you
as a little girl.
- She just came with the frame.
- It looked like a real family,
there's a definite resemblance.
- Maybe they're a model family.
- That's strange, these
are all the same people
except they're older.
Maybe they're marketing it as
a more mature picture frame.
I hear they do that, older
families, more mature frames.
- That must be it.
- I wonder what
happened to the mother.
- How should I know.
Is this your guitar?
- No.
- Oh, too bad.
I always wanted to
know a musician.
- It's my friend Toto
Sobieski's guitar.
Hold on, I think he's
around here somewhere.
Oh, Susana, it is
I, Toto Sobieski.
I have come to play
a song for you.
- Pretty good.
- Pretty good.
- Yeah, it was all right.
- Rule number one of Soviet
theater, you must perform
in the adverse conditions.
- What are you doing?
- Grab a tray, come on.
It's gotta be cold.
Sing for me, sing!
- I don't sing.
- I'm standing in a tub of ice
water for you, sing for me.
- I don't.
- Jesus, I'm cold.
I know this place isn't
up to your standard.
- Well, I am a princes.
- You look like a Princess.
- I am a Princess.
- Princess from where?
- Hungary.
I'm a Hungarian Princess.
- I've always wanted
to host a Princess.
- Obviously built
your life on that dream.
- I'm really glad you're here,
you're a very beautiful woman.
- Can you turn out your light?
- Sorry, I'm making
this awkward.
- I sleep naked.
- It was the damn neighbor's cat
came in here, peed on the floor.
- That's funny, all
the windows are shut.
- Did anybody ever tell you,
you've got a nice looking ass.
- Mr. hill, it's
Sam from Goldenpal.
I have your groceries.
I'll just leave it here.
Mr. hill?
Mr. hill?
Mr. hill?
You really ought to keep
your windows locked.
Mr. hill?
Mr. hill, it's Sam.
Mr. hill?
Mr. hill?
- You cut your hair.
- You're thinking of the
old, yeah, I cut my hair.
Do you maybe want some lunch?
Let me help you with that.
- It's sort of a
reversal, isn't it.
- How do you mean?
- You feeding me.
I guess it was
your mother who did
most of the feeding, wasn't it.
- I'm not your...
- you always wanted a father,
and now all I want is my son.
Go on, yell at me.
- What for?
- Look what I did to
your mother's house.
What would she say?
She'd say, over my dead body.
I guess she had the idea
that I would die first.
Go on, be mad at me.
- Why don't you have...
- yell at me!
- Just one forkful.
- Be mad at me!
- Dammit, this place is filthy.
- Ah, that's not what
you're angry about.
- What am I angry about?
- About how I
treated your mother.
- Why am I mad about that?
- Well, you loved
her, didn't you?
- Of course I did.
- Tell me how mad you are about
how I treated your mother.
- I'm mad at you...
- for once, call me dad.
- Dad, I'm mad at you for
how your treated my mother!
What's that smell?
- Stuffed cabbage.
It's an old family
recipe from Hungary.
- That's my shirt.
- I know.
What do you think?
- Pretty good.
It's really good.
- It's the royal recipe.
I learned it from
my grandmother.
- What's in it?
- I can't tell you, it's secret.
- I definitely taste onions.
- No, there's no onion.
- And paprika?
- Paprika.
- I taste paprika.
- Paprika, of course,
it's Hungarian.
- Sorry.
- No, it was a
stupid thing to say.
- I'm sorry.
- You always make the
dumbest observations.
- It tastes good.
- Einstein thinks
there's paprika
in my royal Hungarian
stuffed cabbage.
- I ran into the mime today.
- Who?
- The mime on the train.
- Oh, the mime.
- I gave him back
his cigarettes.
You're welcome.
- Oh.
- And I come home
and you berate me.
- It's just I saw him too.
And he was trying to do
his mime but he couldn't
because he had to
hold his cigarettes,
and nobody else would take them.
- He should really quit smoking.
- How was work?
- Sort of a rough day today.
- I get so jealous.
- You get jealous?
- All those ladies at the office
dangling themselves on you.
- All the ladies are elderly.
- And you take such good
care of them, feeding them,
wheeling them around.
- Want me to wheel you around?
- I'd like to be taken care of.
- Well, it's awful that
a Princess has to work.
- These days, even a
Princess needs a trade.
- I forget what trade you're in.
- Cosmetics.
I'm an international
cosmetics consultant,
why can't you keep
that straight?
- I get confused.
- I bet you've
forgotten again already.
- We should put on some music.
Where'd you put my cds?
- I assumed you had
them on your computer.
- I don't have a computer.
- You don't have a computer?
- Where'd you put 'em?
- We needed space, I sold them.
It's 20 dollars, it makes
up for the bongo man.
- You sold all of my
music for 20 dollars?
- They said they were
gonna throw most of it out.
It's for bongo man.
Everybody has a computer.
- How long are you
planning to stay here?
- You want me to go?
- Your family is royalty.
They probably have a lot
more things to destroy
at their castle.
- I don't have a castle.
- Still.
- I can't go back.
- Why not?
- There is a man...
- a man, like a suitor?
- I'm royalty on
my mother's side,
she passed away, my
father lost his claim.
He wants me to marry
back into nobility.
But I don't love the man
he wants me to marry,
so I had to leave and
I can't ever go back.
- Your father won't
let you come home?
- Not ever again.
- So then you're not a
Princess really any more.
I'm sorry.
I just like to listen to music.
- Maybe Toto Sobieski
could play for us.
- Toto isn't here tonight.
- I miss Toto.
- Cowboy Griggs
might show up though.
- Who's cowboy Griggs?
- Hold on, I think I
hear him riding up now.
My father's second rule,
you have to be able to
scream the words out loud.
- He's very rich.
- Who is?
- My father.
Someday, when he's
gone, I'll be rich,
and if you want, if
you keep me around,
we'll live in a castle.
- A castle?
- Wherever you want.
- That'd be nice.
- Keep me around.
- It's that darn cat...
- I know, the cat.
I'll say something
to the neighbors.
- That's what I wore the
night I married my ex husband.
- It's very pretty.
- You should see it on.
- Mr. hill?
Mr. hill.
Mr. hill.
It's getting a lot better.
- Over my dead body,
she would have said.
She said, you know, she
isn't worrying about us.
Say it.
- Say what?
- She's dead.
- She's dead.
- Who's dead? Say it.
- My mother, my mother is dead.
- She was my wife.
Don't you think I miss her too?
- I'm sure.
- What do you want?
An apology?
What should I apologize for?
- I don't want...
- what should I apologize for?
Tell me and I'll
apologize for it!
- Mr. hill.
- Call me dad.
- Dad.
- Tell me what to apologize for.
- You abandoned us.
- I worked, I supported you.
- You supported me?
You never even knew me.
- I'm sorry.
Forgive me.
- Okay.
- I always loved you.
- I cleaned out your bathroom.
I should probably move
on to your bedroom.
- Don't bother about the
bedroom, it's filthy.
- But wouldn't it
be nicer to sleep...
- I sleep here.
Don't go in there.
It's too filthy.
- Come in.
- Hi.
- Another late night.
You having trouble
with the round?
- No, I'm just getting to
know some of the customers.
- You know, we're only licensed
to bring 'em groceries,
household chores, we're not
insured for anything else.
- Yeah, I know, I guess I
just really like old people.
- Oh, I'm glad
somebody's having fun.
- You know, if you ever need
any help with the desk stuff,
I mean, if you felt like you
wanted to teach somebody.
- You keep charming
clients like Mr. hill
and I'll have to
make you a partner.
Go on home, get some sleep.
- I know how you like a picnic.
I can cook for you over fire.
- Just like old times.
- Just like our first
spring together.
- Was it this cold?
- Colder, but the
fire kept us warm.
- And we had the whole
park to ourselves
because nobody else was
crazy enough to be out here.
- It wasn't crazy,
it was romantic.
- It rained on us.
I told you it would, but
you insisted on staying out.
- It didn't rain, you
insisted it was going to rain,
but it didn't.
- We were soaked, when
you brought me home,
I caught the flu.
- It wasn't the flu,
just a lot of whining.
- It only sounded like whining
because of the laryngitis.
- Do you remember
the look on your face
when you realized you hadn't
brought self lighting coals
and we had no lighter
fluid, and it was cold.
- That's when I
pointed out to you
that hotdogs are precooked.
- And I asked if you
could possibly be serious.
- Until you realized that
cold hotdogs taste great.
Like bologna.
- Until it made me puke.
- No, that was another time,
you loved the cold hotdog.
- Our recollections differ.
- That's when Honolulu
Fred showed up.
And now I will scream
the words out loud
in an adverse condition.
- Remember when it started
to rain so you took me home?
- But first, I reminded
you of my father's
third important
rule of performance.
- What was that?
- You have to do the thing
that scares you the most.
- What scares you the most?
It's raining.
I'm gonna get in the shower.
It's freezing cold.
- I'm sorry.
- What are you sorry about?
- For getting you wet.
- You forgot one last
thing about that day.
- What was that?
- That was the first
time we kissed.
Are you embarrassed of me?
- What? No.
- You still haven't
introduced my to your mother.
- You want to meet my mother?
- Really?
- Really what?
- Ask her what we should bring.
- Mrs. Rantoni?
The front door was unlocked.
- In here.
- I'm just gonna drop
your food in the kitchen.
Mr. Vaughn, I made
you a sandwich.
Darn cat, huh?
- Darn cat what?
- Let's find you
some fresh pants.
I should probably head out.
- So, Susan, what do
you do for a living?
- I sell makeup for Chichino.
- Oh, you're a Chichino lady.
- You have such a
beautiful complexion.
- I hate my skin.
- If I may, I think you
use too much bronzer.
- I'm so pale otherwise.
- Pale is beautiful.
- Maybe you could come by
and make me over sometime.
Oh, that must be the food, Sam.
- I got it.
- Here.
- No, mom, I got it.
- Okay.
So, how did you two meet?
- At the grocery store.
I couldn't reach the breakfast
cereal that I wanted.
- I can't believe he
just brought you home,
you're already living together.
How long have you been dating?
- A week.
- A week?
- I feel like I know
so much about him.
He told me all about
you and his father.
I hope someday his
father comes back
to the United States
so I can meet him.
- His father?
- Soviet acting is so intense.
- Soviet acting.
- His father is an
actor in Russia.
- When I had Sam,
it was a very bad time for me.
I was a junkie, sweetheart,
I slept with a lot of men.
It would have been nice if one
of them had known how to act.
Maybe they would
have acted nicer.
I don't know who Sam's dad is.
Neither does he.
- Okay, we have
egg roll, broccoli.
- Sam?
Your mother said something
to me while you getting food.
- She really
likes you, I can tell.
- It was about your father.
- Oh.
- She said she doesn't
know who he is.
- I don't know why
she would say that.
- Do you know him?
- He left me the book.
- Your mother said
she was a junkie.
I make up stuff about
myself sometimes
to make people think
stuff about me.
Maybe if you told me
something you were making up
about yourself, I could
tell you something
I was making up about myself.
- You lied to me
about something?
- No, not to you.
- What did you lie about?
- All I'm saying
is if you told me
you were making stuff
up about your father,
maybe I could tell
you something.
- Just tell me what
you lied about.
- I didn't...
- I don't wanna
live with a liar.
You can't stay here in my
apartment if you're a liar.
- I'm not a liar.
- Rule number four from the
book, always tell the truth.
You can't break that rule.
- I'm not an actor.
- You're not a Princess.
- No, I'm not a Princess.
- Those people in the
photos, they're your family.
- Yes.
- What happened to your mother?
- She died.
My father killer her.
- He killed her?
- They used to fight a lot.
My father would drink,
she would hide his bottles
the one place she knew he
wouldn't go looking for them,
under my bed.
Then he'd go out
to the bar instead.
He'd come home still thirsty.
One night he came home and
they started fighting again.
Money, work, then finally,
"where's my bottles?
"Where's my bottles?"
Mom made swear not to tell
him, so I lay in my bed.
I stayed there as the screaming
got louder and louder.
And then it changed, it
was a different scream.
It was a scream you had to make
stop like when a baby cries.
So I went under my
bed, I found a bottle,
I took it to the kitchen, and
my father was standing there
a knife in his hand,
blood dripping.
Mom was crumpled in a heap.
He looked at the
bottle, he looked at me.
His eyes were blank.
There was nothing in them.
They ruled it
temporary insanity.
- What happened to you?
- When my sisters were
older they took care of me
until he came back.
But when he came back, I
couldn't be around any more.
I couldn't feel safe.
- Is that the truth?
- Maybe sometimes it's
better not to know
your father all that well.
- My father was a great actor.
- Okay.
- I don't believe you.
I don't believe anything
you say any more.
I want you out by tomorrow.
Mr. hill?
I really prefer not to do this.
Look, I know it's not
standard operating procedure,
but maybe give me a key?
Mr. hill.
- Oh, I got dizzy.
- Let's get you into
bed, can you stand up?
- Where are we going?
- I want to show you
something, your bedroom.
- No, no, it's filthy.
- Your bedroom is
clean, Mr. hill.
It just needed a little dusting.
- No, my chair.
- You need to lie down.
- Stop.
- The bed is made
and everything.
It'll be nice and comfy.
- No no, just let me go.
Freda.
- It doesn't sound like
the hill family's gonna sue.
- I get it, I fucked up.
- I told you, we are a
food delivery service.
We do chores.
We're not licensed to
provide medical assistance.
Why didn't you
call an ambulance?
- You're firing me,
it's not a big deal,
you're not the first.
It's just the first job
I actually cared about.
- I'm not firing you.
You made a mistake,
learn from it.
- You have to fire me.
I fucked up, I get fired.
- I am not firing you.
- I killed a man,
you have to fire me!
- You want to get fired?
Fire yourself.
Quit if you like.
- Fine.
I quit!
- What are you doing here?
- Who's that?
- He's my guest.
- Is Harvey my dad?
- I'll be going.
- I'll call...
- sure, sure.
- Did you talk to Harvey?
- Did you get fired?
- I quit.
- What happened?
- I killed a client.
- What?
- I gave him a stroke.
- Oh, you can't give
somebody a stroke.
- He didn't have to die.
- You didn't get fired?
- No, I quit.
- What did Harvey say?
- It's pretty obvious I'm
not cut out for the job.
- Harvey didn't say that.
- He said, "you want to
get fired, fire yourself."
- That's how he talks.
- You've been smoking again.
- Mel must have left 'em.
- Mel smokes slims?
- I guess he does.
- If you're smoking,
say you smoke.
- I'm not smoking.
- Because if you tell
me you don't smoke
and I know you're
smoking, how can I believe
anything you tell me?
- Because I tell you it's true.
- Whereas if I know you're
smoking, and you tell me
you smoke, I won't be happy,
but I'll know you're honest.
- They're not mine.
- Whereas if you tell
me you're not smoking
and I can smell it on your
clothes and on your hair,
I know you're lying.
- I'm not smoking.
- Is Harvey my father?
- How is this supposed
to make me feel?
Did I not work every
day of your childhood
to clothe you and to feed you?
Did I not still squirrel away
money so at Christmas time
I could buy you presents?
- Is he?
- Don't you think I wanted
you to have a father?
- It's him, right?
Is it Harvey?
- Where did you get that?
- In a book in your
closet, elements of acting.
- In college, before
I dropped out.
- Is it him?
- That's me.
That's my dad.
You never met him.
A father is somebody
who sticks around.
Nobody ever stuck around,
I couldn't get anybody
to stick around.
Not even him.
- Harvey didn't
stick around for us?
- Harvey was a counselor
after you were born,
before I got clean.
He couldn't help me, us.
I wasn't ready.
And I wouldn't let
him help you either.
- Are any of those guys, any
of those bosses you sent me to,
any of them?
- None of them.
Why won't you believe me?
You know, sometimes people lie.
But sometimes you
should believe them.
- I think,
I think I fucked up.
Susan?
Rockford.
Hi.
- You're back.
- I love my job, I
don't wanna quit.
- Okay.
- Can I borrow a
Van for the weekend?
- Yeah?
- I'm looking for Susan.
- Who says there's a Susan here?
- That is not how we
answer the damn door.
Can I help you?
- Is Susan here?
- And who might you be?
- I'm from Chicago,
my name is Sam.
I'm a friend of Susan's.
- A friend?
- Get out, Vera.
Susan's got a dude, get in here.
Susan, you didn't
talk about Sam.
Susie, wash your
hands, wash your hands.
I'm her sister, Lily, and this
our older sister Vera here.
- Hiya.
- That's Jason, my husband.
- Sorry about the door.
- This little one
here is grace, my daughter,
and my older daughter,
Tara, is probably running
around out back somewhere.
- I believe you.
- You're here to rescue me?
- Rescue you from what?
- Somebody at the door?
- You're in trouble,
dad's coming.
Hey, pops, Susan has someone
she wants you to meet.
This is Sam.
- He can stay for dinner.
- They're just so cute.
- Yeah, they're cute.
- You just wanna eat 'em up.
You know, just something so cute
you just wanna eat it all up?
Like chop it into a salad.
Their little fingers, little
ears, just eat 'em up.
- Yeah, I got ya.
- You take my little girl
and I'll chop you up
into little pieces.
Wait, that come out wrong.
I don't mean 'cause you're cute.
- No, right.
- I meant the part about
taking my little girl.
- I understand what
you were telling me.
- Ooh, it's a beauty.
- Oh, she's done it again.
- Mmm, look at that.
- Mmm.
- Dad, you wanna say grace?
- God, we thank you for
the blessing of this food,
and this family.
Couldn't bring my
Lorna back to me,
but you brung Susie back
and it's like Lorna's
here in spirit.
- Amen.
- And lord, thank you so
much for this nice young man.
Maybe he'll make an honest
woman of my little girl one day.
- Dad!
- I'm just saying, you're
a good guy, welcome.
- Thanks.
- Now, son, the way
I carve these things,
what I like to do is
start with the leg.
- Ooh, look how juicy.
- These two have such
a nice aura about them.
- Don't they?
You could stay here, Jason
could help you get a job.
- Maybe some sort
of a starter job.
- He can't just leave
his practice behind,
he's got patients.
- You're a doctor?
- He's a therapist.
- I'm an occupational therapist.
I help people in the
place they occupy.
- Well, there's plenty
of crazy people here.
- Yeah, I dunno, maybe I could.
- What about all your patients?
- We don't wanna
lose our Susie again.
- Seems like we're
always losing our Susie.
Remember that time in the field?
- Oh god, mom almost
had a nervous breakdown.
She was sick.
- Dad, tell the story.
- It was back when I was
still driving the truck
before the sciatica
made me useless.
I was coming through
Iowa, and on the Cb
Susie's mother told me that
Susie's lost in the corn.
Yeah.
Never so scared in my
life, I put the pedal down
on the floor, and grinding
the hell out of the gears.
I got here in two hours.
Pulled up right on my lawn.
I was hugging her crying mother.
I didn't notice how
high the corn was,
if we went in there,
we'd never even be able
to find each other.
A couple of moments
later, like a vision,
she was walking
out of the cornrows
in her little summer dress.
Even then she looked
just like her mother.
- It must tear
you up with guilt.
- Well, we found her.
All's well that ends well.
- No I mean, the mother, Lorna.
- Guilty about what?
- After she, after
you, well, I mean,
it wasn't on purpose, it
was an accident, sort of.
- What was an accident.
- When he killed her.
- Susan?
- He's right, we all know.
- Dad, don't say that.
- Come on, kids.
- What did you tell him?
- I couldn't give
her what she needed.
- Dad, don't say that.
- I didn't love her hard enough.
- Dad, it was the cancer.
- Dad, please don't
get sad again.
Mom's here with us tonight,
you said so yourself.
- Cancer?
- What did she tell you?
- You told me he killed her.
- I know it, he's right.
- Dad, you did not kill mom.
- Did you say that?
- Of course not.
- Why would you
say such a thing?
- It's not true.
- I'm sorry, I, I
must have misheard.
- Jeez, dad.
- No no no no please,
it's okay, it's okay.
- I came here to rescue
you from a psychotic man
who you ran away from, but
it was just another story.
- What do you care, you
don't know these people.
- I feel humiliated.
They hate me.
- You lied to me too.
- When I was in third
grade, I was convinced
my math teacher Mr.
Barney was my dad.
He had a little limp, so
I started limping too.
When I was in fourth
grade, I was sure
is was my gym teacher, so I
lost the limp for a strut.
I remember believing
it was the mailman.
Local beat cops, guys at
stores, any grown up man
I met more than once.
Then one day, my mom was
working some late shift
on a third job, and I was
going through her closet,
I found the book, the photo
slipped out, and I just...
I get it, it was just
easier, but I believed it.
It's stupid, I see that.
- It's even worse,
you lied to yourself.
- At least I have a reason.
- I had a reason.
- A reason for calling
your own father a murderer?
- You said it yourself.
You only followed me
because you believed me.
- So I came.
Why am I here?
- You shouldn't be.
- Is somebody gonna
apologize to dad?
- You didn't do
anything, you know that.
- Hey, I just wanna say,
I think I got confused.
I have a lot of patients.
Sometimes I get stories
mixed up in my head.
I realize now that
something one of
my patients said, not Susan.
- You ruined dinner.
- Hey, he comes in peace.
- Look, it's not a family meal
unless there's a dust up or two.
It's not a big deal.
Don't worry about it.
- There you go.
Daddy, will you
play guitar for us?
- Okay.
- Jeez, then I'll build a fire.
- You can sing.
- It's her voice, I swear.
- It's like she's back.
- She's the prettiest
of all of 'em.
She looks so much like
her mom I could cry.
I'm not ready to lose her again.
I'm not ready to let you
take her away from me.
Don't take her away.
- It's morning, it's morning!
- Tara, cut that out.
Sorry about that.
- Making breakfast?
- No one else will make it.
- What's in your hair?
- Why are you still here?
- Your father, last night,
he was in the hallway, he...
- Look at you.
Dad, look.
- Where did you get this?
- I kept it in my drawer.
You don't like it?
- What is it?
- It was mom's.
Doesn't she look beautiful?
- I need some coffee.
- So how did you two meet?
- We were at a baseball game...
- we were on the train.
- Well, which is it?
- Her hand brushed mine.
When I felt that touch,
that was all I needed.
I followed her home, I
would have followed her
to the gates of hell.
- Aw, that's sweet.
- Bit creepy.
- I just thought of something.
Do you remember, we took a
road trip, it was my idea.
It was an unusually warm April.
I said I can get us a car.
Let's go to the dells,
let's go camping.
You said it might
rain, but I insisted.
Do you remember?
- The forecasts,
they all said rain.
- I was stubborn, I
get a tent of storage,
I borrow a car for work.
- You threw out the cigarette
lighter so I wouldn't smoke.
- I'm not gonna
think about that now,
I hate myself for that.
I had to control everything.
- You wanted me to be the best.
- We sit in that tent
for three straight days,
it never stopped raining, we
never stopped playing cards.
- Gin rummy and I
beat you every hand.
- God, I got so angry.
- You like to win.
- I wanna go back.
I wanna put you in the car.
I wanna save you from
the mud, and the wet.
I wanna roll up the tent.
- Leave the tent,
it's all muddy.
- Stop at a diner on the 94,
get some hot split pea soup.
- I hate split pea soup.
- You like split pea soup.
- No I don't.
- I wanna make you warm.
I wanna take you home.
- Please.