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[static from recorder]
Paul: At what point shall we expect
the approach of danger?
[kids laughing]
- [man talking indistinctly]
- [woman laughing]
[indistinct recorded speech playing]
["Los Awesome" playing]
[laughing]
[whistles]
Paul:
You know what I like?
Alexander the Great,
Julius Caesar, Cleopatra,
the Trojan Horse,
gladiators, chariot races,
But then the Middles Ages...
[girl speaking indistinctly]
- Girl: And...
- Boy: ls this over the summer?
A blip of a disgusting mess.
The Renaissance,
the beginning of the end,
And American history,
what is that?
I remember studying
in high school
Praying for the Native Americans
to slaughter the Pilgrims,
And then both World Wars
and, uh, and Korea and Vietnam
Neither do I, neither do you.
I'm not going.
I'm not going.
I'm not going.
I'm not going.
Like going to France.
Okay.
- In there.
- I know how.
- It's just...
- Here.
- You?
- Punished.
- Just don't want to be with these people.
- [chuckles]
- What's so funny?
- It's you.
"These people."
Let's cancel.
I want you think about tonight
as a date with me.
The two of us out on the town.
You know Michael has a girl over.
Is that a bad thing?
- She looks 25.
- She's 20
What? What's bothering you?
- He just tells me everything.
- Not everything.
Come on, let's go.
Get ready. I don't want to be late.
At least, you know, online.
Claire: Love you.
Love you, too.
I mean, I really do.
It's pretty much unbearable.
Man, into phone: No.
I have the spreadsheet, yes.
I know what he said.
I was there.
- Thank you.
- Congressman.
What?
[door closes]
No.
[engine starts]
- Rick: Is this really happening?
- Michael: It was so fucking tense.
Michael: Dad.
[door closes, footsteps approach]
- Why?
- You know...
The girl has a name, Dad.
Okay, where's, uh, Jennifer, Michelle...
Yeah, Anna. It's not like that.
We're just friends.
- You okay, Dad?
- Sure. Yeah.
- We'll be out of your way real soon.
- Anna: Okay.
- Are you a smoker, Anna?
- What? No.
Good for you. That's...
Keep away from cigarettes.
If you kids are hungry,
there's, uh, plenty of food in the fridge.
Uh, I mean, we have a coffee machine,
- Mm. Yeah.
- That's it.
["Chatterton"
by Serge Gainsbourg playing]
[singing in French]
- Oh, here it is. For four?
- Mm-hmm.
- Mr. and Mrs. Lohman have not arrived.
- Oh, yes, we have.
You want to see our driving license?
- Watch your step.
- Stan: Stay where you are, guys.
That's it for tonight.
All right, go home.
I'll see you tomorrow.
- I mean, seriously, boss.
- Okay.
But I don't want to be disturbed
during dinner.
[phone buzzing]
Wait, hold on, Congressman.
Mr. Speaker, before you say anything,
I want you to know
Uh, chantenay carrots,
breakfast radishes,
Uh, Oregon the state.
Oregonian rosemary.
- Mm, funny.
- Yeah. Timing.
- Oh, my God.
- There is a light dusting
Um, here's the wine menu
for your selection.
No. No, the campaign
is not slowing me down at all.
Yeah, I just need tonight
to tally everything up.
- Stan: Yeah.
- [sighs]
Come on, Stan, we have to go.
Her love...
to you and Sabina.
Thanks.
- Jesus Christ.
- What?
Do you know how much this bottle
of pink shit we just ordered costs?
No, no, you can go.
You can go, thank you.
Hello, Congressman.
Good to see you again.
[indistinct conversation]
- Hi.
- I'm so sorry that we're late.
- [air kisses]
- Paul insisted. We were early.
Katelyn: It's been a hell of a day.
- You look good, Paul.
- Thanks.
Not as good as my brother,
And you are your usual gorgeous self,
Claire, it goes without saying.
Very nice to see you.
Please, please.
Sometimes it's very hard
to avoid people.
Claire, Claire. Look at you.
You can stop smiling now, Stan,
it's just us.
Give it a rest, will you, Paul.
This is long overdue.
What were you talking about?
We
- We were just...
Not talking about anything.
We're gonna put it all on the table--
Claire: Oh, something wrong?
I'm not.
Thank you, Antonio.
You're a real jewel.
All right, a toast.
To our beautiful wives.
To health.
Cheers.
[glasses clink]
For the gentlemen, we have a potage
of butternut squash,
The ladies are having
our young winter roots.
- That's the one.
- That's what you ordered?
Really, it's beautiful.
Please feel free to start in
on those appetizers.
This is gorgeous.
[sighs] Terribly sorry.
Always good for the nurse
to draw your blood,
I don't know what you mean.
Claire: Eating very good food.
Excuse me.
Just a second.
I'll be right back.
You okay?
Okay, how's it looking?
We're 15 shy
and you need to flip them.
Okay. Just, just dial.
You're not yourself,
but what's up with Katelyn?
[chuckles]
Well, you've met my brother.
All the time that I've known you,
That's all you need to know.
After tonight, it...
it'll all be over.
I'd take a bullet for you,
you know that.
Don't ever-- Don't even talk like that.
I don't know why you just...
[sighs] This is my bullet.
Dial.
Please just dial.
- How are you doing tonight?
- Hey. Very well. Thank you.
Can I get you anything else?
Oh, God. I mean, I don't have enough
for all the way home.
What about you, Beau?
Wait, don't you have
your mom's credit card?
Ah, no. I mean,
it maxed out last month so...
- And the month before.
- It was for emergency but...
- Yo, what about your dad's driver?
- Yeah, no, he's out of town.
Anyway, Dad doesn't want us kids
being chauffeured around anyway.
- For the people?
- Okay, look, that's not funny.
I'm sorry, Jesus.
I'm just kidding.
I mean, everybody knows
God, you guys-
Come on, Beau, lighten up.
[chuckles]
Yo, that's pretty funny, huh?
Telling him to lighten up.
- Get it?
- You're an idiot.
That's what's most important.
[snickers]
Even if you can't handle your beer.
Beau: That beer was bad.
- It's a shithole.
- Everything sucks tonight.
It's just a small health club
but, you know,
So, how's Beau?
What do you mean?
How's he doing?
You know... Don't you mean
how are the kids?
[chuckles] No.
I mean, how's Beau?
And then, how's Val
and then how's Rick and...
That's okay. It's okay.
So, how is Beau, you know?
Same as always.
I, I think that he's starting
to open up with me
But, um,
I have hope so...
I mean, he's always been
Barbara's boy.
- [chuckles]
- Oh, he loves ya.
Claire: ls Val still going
to that special school?
I couldn't leave the kids there
in that filthy orphanage.
God, his smile
just warmed my heart.
[scoffs] You should've seen
the looks we got in the airport.
YUP. YUP-
lt's okay, baby.
- Mommy.
- Okay, Val, it's okay, calm down, honey.
She can be a bit much,
sometimes.
- She's done really well today.
- She's a good girl.
Ah, it's a book.
Two of the most common were...
- He's researching Gettysburg.
- shot-and-ball by Colt and Remington.
You should think about adopting, Claire.
You know, Michael's alone.
I don't... I don't think
I could ever love another child.
I mean, not with everything
we went through with Michael, no.
Mm-mm.
I don't want to love another child.
I wish I had your clarity.
- Does that make me a horrible person?
- No.
It adds a lot of pressure,
you know.
I can handle it.
Pressure on Michael.
Can't be healthy for him.
Hey, oh. Hey.
Hey, buddy, what is it?
Shh, it's okay. You're safe here, all right?
No one's gonna harm you.
Rick! Michael!
Get down here.
- What did you guys do to Beau?
- Nothing, Mom.
Paul: How am I racist?
You know, it's fascinating.
You do realize you're accusing a child
of playing the race card.
Exactly, it's just, it's...
I get it, but I don't have to like it.
- I'm not a racist.
- You don't know him.
Well, I'm not a racist.
At best, I'm--
Do you think we should have given
Michael a brother or sister?
Perfect-ish. Okay?
- And you can work on yourself.
- [laughs]
Who is the blind guy that said,
No, "wonderful," yeah.
- Oh, man, now I'm gonna be up all night.
- Google it.
- That's cheating.
- [chuckles]
It's got to be hard on Barb.
- A needy, self-centered, little shit.
- Well, he's hardly ever home.
I don't mean Stan.
I mean, Beau, the kid.
You know, running for public office.
Bullshit, Stan.
Elitist, self-serving,
just like mother raised him.
Stan is for Stanley.
I teach public school.
I give them money sometimes,
for, you know, whatever.
And I'm--I'm not racist.
My mother and Stan. Jesus.
Well, it was, um,
Like some trophy.
Right there on the staircase.
I was, like, 11 years old, and I...
I said, "Get a room, you two."
And she lost it. She just...
What was his name?
Press called him the "blind cowboy."
[exhales deeply]
Hey, stop.
Stop.
That was kind of outrageous
what you said to her.
It was worth it, though.
It got her attention.
Mm-hmm.
But you weren't really unconscious,
were you?
- Mm.
- Mm.
It was a beautiful moment.
Oh.
Thomas Gore.
The blind senator.
Fuck Google.
Fuck Google.
[chuckles softly]
[pop music playing]
Mr. Lohman. Are we okay?
Are we okay?
I don't know, Heinz.
I don't know.
Do you have kids?
- No, I don't.
- Why not?
I think it's more selfish to have kids
than to not have them.
Yeah.
- Right?
- Yeah. Sure.
We were duped into having kids
by our genes
- That's what I think.
- Kinda dark.
[sighs] You chose well, Heinz.
Who are the fuckers?
The... the kids?
People who want you
to have kids?
Would your genes like a cocktail
while you're here?
Absolutely, no problem.
Coming right up.
Yo, let's get some beer
before we get the cab.
I'm tired.
- The door's busted.
- I mean, you only had, like, three.
What happened?
That was fucking quick.
- What's going on?
- There's somebody in there.
Smells like shit.
It's disgusting.
Oh, shit.
- Is he dead?
- I think so.
- Paul--
- Turns out, hitting the head
All right.
I guess it's just the three of us.
That's probably better.
Thank you. Thanks.
I can't be a father again.
I can't do it.
You know, she's young.
She uses it as a distraction,
That's why I think it's good
she's talking to another woman about it.
- So sorry.
- Yeah.
Okay.
All right. Well, just check
and make sure these dates work.
Oh, she's terrific.
There's someone with a sense of
commitment, dedication. I'm serious.
And for the record,
I didn't even know those boys
were going to the party that night.
- Does Katelyn know?
- Yes, she knows.
And I'm assuming that Claire
knows everything?
I don't, uh... I don't get you,
Nobody.
Oh, my. Uh, well, my bad.
Heinz, I thought we were friends.
- Stan: I'm so sorry.
- Heinz: Yeah, that's okay.
He'll be back.
His first wife Barbara left him
to go live in an ashram in India.
She lost it.
You'd think it would make him
more humble, but no.
Yeah, well, anyway, we haven't
heard from her in a while.
The only reason I'm telling you this
is, uh, as a warning,
Everyone falls for Stan.
Once you fall for him,
I can't protect you.
He's not my friend.
Not even voting for him.
In fact, I'm not voting at all.
Ever.
See, history is either a lie or a bore.
Now I have no one to talk to.
Kids needs to be entertained
in order to learn,
I was wrong.
History can't compete
with video games, YouTube,
Twitter, Facebook, Instagram,
Kik, Burn Note, Whisper,
Yik Yak, Skype,
90m,
You see, kids,
history can't compete.
History is over.
Everything is happening
in this second.
[cellphone buzzing]
- Paul: Hello.
- Dad?
No, no, I need it now.
It's okay.
I'll just come and get it.
Don't worry about it.
Hey, do you mind giving me
a ride someplace?
Katelyn: Oh, Paul.
I am a monster for keeping
your wife away.
Yes, you are, Kate.
Yes, you are.
You never complain, do you, Kate?
I mean, honestly,
I've never seen anything like it.
That's how my father raised me,
for better or worse.
I don't have anything
to complain about.
I mean, we all don't.
We're blessed.
I just--just, I just want everyone
to be happy.
Is that so outrageous?
Of course not.
I'll be in in a second.
Beau: Hey, Beau here.
Tonight's okay.
Claire: Hi, love, it's Mom.
I'm on my way home.
Dad and I are going out
to a restaurant
Your father doesn't know
about tonight
I'll check in with you around 10:00.
Please don't stress.
Dad?
Hey. Hey-hey.
I thought I'd meet you outside.
Were you just on my phone?
I just was trying to call you.
How were you trying to call me
on my own phone?
Again.
[nervous laugh]
Rick: You really think he's dead.
Michael: I guess...
- L don't know, that's really horrible.
- It's not horrible. Don't be scared.
- Rick: Come on.
- [all arguing, indistinct]
Rick: Just do what Michael tells you.
God. Jesus!
Let's get out of here.
Jesus.
Come on.
Get the fuck up.
The guy's probably deranged.
- Oh, you're such a fuck--
- Beau, come on.
[chuckles] Look.
We still need the cab, jeez.
Look at this, really a piece of shit.
Hey! Why don't you get up?
Hey, stink-o!
Smells like rotten eggs.
Probably got some
fucking food in there.
Hey, mister. Get up!
There's one of you
and there's two of us.
Leave me alone.
- Oh, shit.
- What do you want?
What are you waiting for?
Get out of here.
Get out. Just fuck off.
- Woman: Get out of here.
- No, don't. Come on.
Woman:
You don't know what the fuck--
- Leave me. You go and leave me alone.
- Holy shit.
- Garbage to garbage.
- You fucking shit.
- Oh, look.
- Oh, fuck.
[woman sobbing]
- Michael: You looked, didn't you?
- Paul: I did. I know. I saw.
This is getting weird
It was just supposed to be a joke.
You threw a burning match
at her as a joke?
She shouldn't have been there.
I mean...
The whole place stunk, Dad.
She yelled at us.
I mean, you would've done
the same exact thing.
What did she do?
- [Anna continues, indistinct]
- Um, I...
She's got to go. Get home and...
- Are you being serious?
- Hey, Michael Lohman,
I can't tell.
Time is what we need.
Time is on our side.
We got lucky.
You're gonna spin out, okay?
You just need to stop talking.
Oh, okay.
All I am saying is,
we'll get through this.
- You and me, right?
- Yeah.
I didn't throw that ball.
I got this.
[somber music playing]
[glass shatters]
Paul: I'll pay for the damages.
Shop owner: He did it on purpose.
Just tell me the truth.
You have no idea what we're going
through right now, okay?
He's sorry. He said as much.
That ball is like
his best friend.
Shit happens.
Things gets broken.
You fucking kidding me?
- Goddamn it!
I remember you.
Because you killed her.
I don't want to be with sick people.
Uh, no, listen.
[knock at door]
Doctor: Oh, you're looking pretty today.
Are you expecting guests?
Any minute.
- Is she going to die?
- What? No, no, I'm just saying--
See how fast we can go.
[laughs]
Okay, give me the phone.
You got to get rid of that footage.
She smokes?
You told me she didn't smoke.
- What? About Mom's cancer?
- No, about the ATM.
Why the hell did you and Rick have to
post that goddamn stuff online?
- Are you listening to me?
- Jesus Christ. Yes. I am.
You can't walk away from this.
That video will haunt you
God!
Anna is gonna take me home
[engine starts]
[car radio playing rap music]
[car door slams, radio stops]
Sweetheart,
what are you doing here?
Dad stole my phone.
How much do you know?
How much do you know?
Paul, maybe you should go inside.
I'm not hungry and don't talk to me
like I'm a retard.
Go.
[engine starts]
[radio plays]
I thought you were on my side.
You have to know
that first and foremost,
I was afraid you wouldn't
be able to handle this.
- Honey, it really doesn't--
- Who? Stop calling me honey.
Beau did it.
He found it on Rick's computer,
the footage that they shot--
It's only a few thousand.
Michael called me
after it happened.
They needed a ride home.
Calm down.
Do they know about
Beau and tonight?
And I'm just, you know,
I'm just, it's, it's, I'm alone.
- No.
- I'm alone.
You are his father.
It's not Gettysburg.
Okay?
Let's go in.
It's cold.
Paul:
...that wars are won or lost
Uh, as it happened,
Gettysburg was the beginning
of the end.
Uh...
[foot stomp]
[yelling] May I please
have your fucking attention?
Oh, there you are.
[clears throat]
Good.
I'd like you to think
about something
when you go home
to your miserable lives tonight.
I want you to think about this.
How many people
do you think there would be
in this country
without wars?
Uh, I'm not saying
that the Civil War
How many people would that leave
on our dying planet?
I'm gonna go outside
and get a breath of fresh air.
Do whatever you want.
Just, uh,
clean up after yourselves,
you sad, pathetic, doomed shitheads.
[door slams, clamor]
Sit down, Klein.
Thank you.
Okay, let's do some math. Uh...
In a group of, say,
a hundred people,
In an average group, say.
I'm serious,
how many parents
How many...
How many constant whiners,
complainers,
rapists, embezzlers,
Dirty politicians, cheaters?
Could be your mother,
could be your brother.
Uh, you, for example.
If some of your friends
were gone tomorrow?
Gone. Dead. Buried.
Their desks empty.
Show of hands.
Come on, you don't
have to name names.
Exactly.
Now a little closer to home.
The uncle with shitty stories.
The, uh, the molester.
Oh, boy, you know about those.
The, uh, the ugly cousin
who mistreats her dogs.
Now think how happy
you and your loved ones would be
Just like that. [snaps fingers]
Wiped off the face of the earth.
Yeah, that's good.
Just like that.
Just like that.
Just like that.
You'd be happy, right?
You'd, uh, you'd be pleased.
Because families are oppressive
and unloving and cruel.
Okay now, stay with me.
Now imagine...
Because families are oppressive
and unloving and cruel.
[door opens, students chatter]
Claire: Nausea, constipation,
somnolence, dry mouth,
Fast heartbeat, hypertension.
Sexual dysfunction.
B-But she said, she said
that she wasn't expecting
Is that all?
[sloshing]
What about personality changes?
That's not a side effect.
That's the effect.
Is that good?
[indistinct newscast]
I guess we're here.
Glad we're doing this.
I wouldn't have suggested it
if I didn't want to do it, Paul.
I thought the shrink suggested it.
[cellphone ringing]
No, its okay.
I'm gonna turn it off.
There's no shame
in getting help, Paul.
There's help in getting shame?
- Am I causing you shame?
- You're shaming my cause.
Are you just gonna flip
every sentence I say. ls that it?
Jesus.
Susej.
Susej.
You're good. You're good.
You're good.
You're a Knucklehead, but you're good.
Man, on radio: ...Pennsylvania Avenue
at the Walnut Street Bridge
The event is open to the public.
It will be held rain or shine.
Come on.
Have you seen these?
You sure you want to go in?
Yeah.
["Dixie" continues]
Recorded Male Tour Guide:
You are on hallowed ground.
The exact place where events changed
the course of American history.
Though it is the bloodiest place
in America,
If you let it,
this land will speak to you.
Now, let's go.
Female Guide:
Please pay attention for this sound.
[men singing]
Well, I wish I was in the land of cotton...
Wisps of mist partially obscure
the figures of Confederate soldiers
"Let me have the honor
of opening the ball."
He rests the rifle
across a fence rail,
He fires...
Gettysburg begins.
From mid-morning
until mid-afternoon on July 1st,
Rebel reinforcements arrive
along the Harrisburg Road
And soon, the entire Federal position
is forced to retreat.
Towns and streets turn into a chaotic
and vicious, bloody battlefield.
From Seminary Ridge
located to our west,
With the general riding 50 yards
in front of his 1,400 men.
There is little protection
of this exposed flank.
Men take cover
as best as they can.
Paul: From the heights
of Little Round Top and --
Paul: No, the Union troops surge back
pushing against the Rebels,
[Stan sighs]
This is too much,
I don't know. Sorry.
Almost as many here
as the whole Vietnam war.
What are you talking about?
Millions of people died in Vietnam.
I don't see you crying.
People express emotions
in different ways, Paul.
Paul: You're saying I'm weak?
I'm saying that you are who you are
and I accept that.
We're different people,
so what? Big deal.
I will always accept you.
Come on.
What are you trying to say?
What are you saying?
We have had a history of mental illness
in this family for generations
It's time for us to actually
do something about it.
We need to deal with it.
- What are you saying?
- I'm saying Mom was a wacko.
We had each other.
It was you and me.
You remember?
And I always looked out for you.
[sighs]
- I still don't see you crying.
- Come on.
You always thought
that I had it easier than you,
Someone had to be the adult in the house
and it wasn't going to be Mom.
I didn't ask for the job, okay?
Yeah, I can see
you're all broken up about it.
Fuck you.
Don't be a baby.
FUCK you!
[sighs] Ay-yi-yi-yi.
[somber music plays]
Paul: It doesn't matter what we teach,
we learn nothing.
I've done nothing with my life.
He destroyed me.
Paul, he's a busy man.
He cares about you.
He's your brother.
You got to tell me
what's going on.
I'm okay.
I've been thinking
I'm not gonna write the book.
It's time to un-know it.
Did you take your pills?
Yes.
[tapping at door]
How's Mike?
Oh, he's good. He's good.
Do you want to talk to him?
[knocking]
Stan: Paul?
[knocking]
Claire: Paul. are you there?
[knocking]
Claire: Paul, please pick up the phone.
[pounding continues]
All right, I'm coming, I'm coming.
- Hey.
- God.
- What-- Do you have a key?
- I'm gonna go get some ice.
Paul. Paul.
Please stop me if you've
heard this one before
Unless you ask me to.
So, very quickly starting by region,
Hudson Flower.
Um, so there you go.
Any questions.
Discreetly, pointedly.
And we're gonna do
something about it. Okay?
Me? What about you, Scarface?
You've always been against me?
This bill you've been working on.
What is it?
[exhales sharply]
The Mental Health Parity Act,
MHPAA.
It's about closing loopholes
in the Affordable Care Act.
I don't know why you think
that attacking me
Wow.
Sorry, Congressman,
I need you for a minute.
Five minutes.
Nobody else moves, okay?
[hip-hop song playing]
Hey, 'cause it's all
About the money a'
Yeah
'Cause it's all
About the money I'
'Cause it's all
About the money I'
[homeless woman screaming]
- Oh, no, no.
- No, no, no...
- Hey.
- Claire: Porn in the kitchen?
- How are you?
- Good. Great. Fine.
That's three different answers.
Pick one. Any one.
You would not believe the day I've had.
Would you come
back to the table?
No.
Everything's fine.
You know, a house
divided against itself
- What the fuck were those
fucking kids thinking?
They are good kids
and they took a wrong turn.
Can we go home now?
We need to hear them out.
Your brother,
he can be very practical.
He's a deal-maker.
Okay? So, don't antagonize him.
And lay off Kate.
Because we need them both.
I don't want you to get sick again.
But I'm...l'm perfectly fine.
Don't leave me ever again.
- Please don't die.
- Stop talking like that.
- I'm right here.
- Should've closed that door.
- And Michael was just standing there.
- I know. I know.
I know.
[humming]
Oh, boy.
Oh, shit.
Stan: Hey.
- Hey, brother.
- Hey.
What are you doing here?
We just went by to see Claire
and wish her luck tomorrow.
- Right. Thank you.
- You're gonna invite us in?
- How are you doing, Paul?
- You should really have called first.
I try to make every meal
a celebration.
- Barbara: How's he doing?
- He's doing okay. I'll go find him.
Mikey!
Mikey, your uncle is here.
And your aunt.
Come by tomorrow,
you can eat it off the floor.
Barbara: We just want to talk to your dad
for a second. Okay, babe?
[footsteps on stairs]
Okay. Listen here, Paul.
We've been thinking.
- Go ahead.
- Thank you. You're an angel.
Barbara and I think
it might be best for Michael
Paul, let's get a maid in here,
and get you back on your feet.
Michael needs to start
going back to school.
We understand
what you're going through.
It could give you a little space,
you could relax, take care of yourself.
He puts on a brave face,
but children need a stable home.
Hey, listen.
Listen, Paul.
My son and I were about
to sit down to eat.
Listen, we just thought
with the operation tomorrow and all,
Come on, man.
This is--This is insane.
Come on. For Michael.
Barbara: And for Claire.
Please, Paul.
I'll help you. I'll help you.
We'll all help you.
[sighs]
He should be talking to someone,
His mother is ill.
He needs strength.
He shouldn't feel that his father
can't deal with life anymore.
- You need to find your center.
- Yes.
Do you know anything
about meditation?
Claire and I agreed to keep things
as normal as possible for Michael.
Well, you should be with her
right now, okay?
Paul, Paul, listen to me.
We already spoke to Claire.
Barbara:
She agreed. It's all good.
Whose idea was it?
But I will not let you steal my son.
Don't worry about the food. Okay?
We can get him something else.
[upbeat song playing]
What I'm trying to say I'
I don't know why I'
XI drink all day I'
Here we have our dessert course.
- Oh, but you must have it. It's beyond--
- I must?
Antonio: How is everything?
Having a great time.
I hear there was a problem
with the dessert. I'm horrified.
You know, the cork, the pin,
the dessert.
Of course, we can leave you alone.
You know,
I hope you understand that...
Believe me, he understands.
He's so obsequiously effete
and sycophantic.
Nina, could we have
some privacy, please?
Thank you.
Why don't we sit over here?
Katelyn, sit over there, please.
You two on the other side.
- Rick: Dirty rotten shithole...
- Michael: Wanna do this?
Michael: Hey, come on,
let's fucking do this. Let's do it.
Rick:
Are we gonna fucking do this?
Here, bitch.
[woman crying]
Rick: Oh, shit.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
- Shit.
- Get something big.
I got her right
in the fucking head, dude.
Excuse me, could you please
kindly open the door?
Holy fuck.
[rummaging clatter]
- Look what I found.
- Ooh, there you go.
- [woman cries out]
- Don't scream all night, lady.
Fucking stink-o.
Get out of here.
Rick: Let's go.
Oh, shit. Oh, shit.
[woman screaming]
[indistinct conversation within]
- Bullshit political spin on the wrong audience.
- Paul, Paul, Paul.
Thank you.
All right, I'm gonna try to explain.
We had a call from his school.
[sighs]
The most important thing for me
is my son, my son's future.
I think it's possible
Maybe...
this case will never be solved.
For the kids?
For us'?
I don't see myself
living my life thinking that...
that my son was involved in a murder.
Oh, wait, wait, wait a minute.
- I mean, this was an accident.
- It was, it was.
- That poor woman was savaged.
- Claire: Poor woman? Oh, come on, Stan.
She was in their way, Stan.
Michael said things
just got out of hand.
These are good boys.
We have to protect the boys now,
for what's done is done.
- We have to work out what to do next.
- Yes, yes. Exactly. Thank you.
This is Rick and Michael's future
we're talking about.
I don't think our boys can live
with this poison inside them.
I spoke to Kate earlier, briefly,
this afternoon.
Sure. Go ahead, go ahead.
You're on your own.
I'm going to withdraw my candidacy.
For the good of my son, my family,
Michael, you, all of us.
- You can't do that.
- Katelyn: Of course he can't.
To save our children.
You make a decision like this,
You have no right.
I won't let you.
It's unthinkable, it's--it's terrible.
But we have a responsibility as parents
to help them cope.
You don't want to live with this, fine.
But don't expose them.
She has no name!
No amount of money
is going to fix this...
They...
They will serve their sentences.
You do nothing.
I won't forget.
It's not about you.
The system will fail them.
We won't.
Believe me.
I'm going to set
a press conference in DC
These boys have committed
a horrific crime.
They'll have to pay for it.
I suggest you do the same
with Michael.
I'm gonna pay for this, and we'll...
get out of here.
[door closes]
Are you just gonna sit there?
Say something.
Our son.
Not your son.
Our son.
- [woman screaming]
- Rick: Holy fuck.
Here, look.
Come on, dude, let's go.
[distant police siren]
Claire: I need to call Michael.
Poor kid.
He's been alone all night.
What do you think, Paul?
Me? What does it matter?
Not even Beau.
Certainly not Barbara. Not even you.
- Michael: Hello.
- Hi, sweetheart.
He says we need to pay for it.
He's gonna turn us in.
I know. I mean...
It's just homework.
Everything always seems
more complicated than this.
He's fine.
He's absolutely fine.
I don't know
what's taking him so long.
I'll go find out.
Beau changed his mind.
We're right here for fuck's sake.
- I think--
- I told her what she needs to know. That's all.
I'm really, I'm trying
to keep my mind open.
Because I love those kids.
And I love you.
I didn't care every time
that you got a hard-on
Call the press conference
in the morning after--
Stan, listen to me.
You're making someone else's
tragedy ours.
It's our tragedy.
Either way, it's ours,
it's everybody's.
- Call the press conference.
- Okay, boss.
"Okay, boss." You do realize
that this is everyone's life.
Stan, listen to me.
You will do more good as a governor
than you ever will
as a father or a husband.
You're nothing without politics.
You need me
more than I need you.
And those kids
need a parent.
No. No. We're talking about
something here that is so extreme
and so awful.
It's the right thing to do, Kate.
You know it is.
You know, sometimes,
sometimes the healing thing to do
is to leave the wound alone.
Come on.
Give it a week. Hmm?
We'll talk about it. You and me.
We'll talk and we will discuss things
and we'll make a decision, together.
What will he become
if he gets away with this?
He'll just be our son.
[sighs]
Okay, well, give it a few days.
Hmm?
Come on.
I'll give you three days.
Give you three days.
Thank you.
I told you I didn't want
to bring you into this.
He doesn't listen to reason.
She has no power over him.
I can take care of him.
Okay?
Can you do that?
You know what, um...
I don't feel so good.
I mean, not for a long time.
Not for months.
I wanted to feel myself again.
I know.
When I do the laundry,
I find the pills you hide
and forget to throw away.
That's why your
pants' pockets are pink.
Why didn't you say anything?
Because I wanted my Paul back.
Because you were numb
for a really long time.
Because I was very lonely.
[sniffling]
Listen.
I know that I let you down.
I know that Michael doesn't think
I'm much of anything.
That you're close.
That you...
It's just you two.
- That you keep things from me.
- [sobbing]
And you could prove it.
So I need you.
- I need you to be focused.
- Yeah.
Okay. Take care how?
Talk to him.
Stan: Okay, check's paid.
- Let's go.
- Come on.
Where are you--
Where are you going?
Katelyn: You don't know?
But, listen, I want to talk
about this press conference.
For now.
What do you mean?
Let's all go home, huh?
- Heinz.
- Mr. Lohman.
Well, it's been a pleasure
serving you and yours,
Huh. Yeah. Thank you.
Oh.
- Good night.
- Thank you.
Nina: You're gonna give it three days?
Yeah, I owe her that much.
I owe my son...
much more than that.
Family isn't politics, Stan.
It's all politics.
Don't be so naive.
It's all strategic.
There's never a path
that's been just right or wrong.
Someone always gets hurt.
Like in politics, right?
And every family that ever was.
Okay, so what happens now?
Some impossible happy ending?
I know.
Weird fucking fairy-tales, Stan.
All right.
Good night.
Paul: War is always motivated
by a profound act of love.
To fight a war, you have to
deeply love the cause
You fight for who
and what you love.
Freedom, power,
I love my family.
Open the goddamn door.
I will go to war for my son.
I just want to talk!
You would do the same.
You would do the same.
Hey, open the door.
You don't have to hide
from me, Beau.
You know, we never really
got to know one another.
You're kinda unknowable.
If anything, I feel too much.
You know?
I just-- You know, I see things
from a father's perspective, though.
You know, what you're trying
to do, Beau, it's, uh...
Families work together
to bury the ugly stuff.
They don't...
Come on out, Beau.
Families will do anything
to protect each other
Claire didn't.
It's our job to give Michael a future.
You know, I used
to teach kids your age.
I thought they loved me,
Scaring you straight
wouldn't work.
I'm sorry, Beau.
Oh.
Beau!
- Is Beau up there with you?
- You can't Google reason.
- Nothing.
- What did you do to him?
[grunts]
What did you do with him?
You are nothing to me.
- What did he do?
- Oh, boy.
- Stan: Beau!
- Paul.
Paul: It's okay, honey, come here.
Hey, honey.
Stan: Beau!
Ohh! [groans]
- Oh, shit.
- We need to call Michael.
- That many?
- What? What's going on?
No, honey, how are you?
How are you doing?
Stan: Shut up.
Claire: You did good.
You did real good.
[cellphone ring tone]
Claire: I love you.
["Fuckers" playing]
[audience cheering]
[humming]
Don't let the fuckers
Get you down A'
Don't let the fuckers
Get you down A'
Don't let the fuckers
Get you down A'
Don't let the fuckers
Get you down A'
Soon:
Yeah, we can breathe
Under the sea a'
Yeah, don't let the fuckers
Get you down I'
Don't let them fuckers I
Don't let them fuckers I
Don't let them fuckers I
Don't let the fuckers
Get you down A'
Don't let them fuckers I
Good night.
Thank you very much.