"Flight 62 from Los Angeles is now landing." "Excuse me, man." "I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry." "Donna." "Ray, hi." "Oh, they're beautiful." "I can't believe how much I missed you." "Ray." "How's it going?" "It was going just fine." "What's he doing here?" "Oh, it's not what you think." "My mom lives out here." "So, I thought I'd surprise her." "Well, I'm surprised." "Was this the only flight you could catch?" "Come on, we got a bargain rate." "You know, two for the price of one." "Great deal." "Ray, mellow out, okay?" "Look, I'm not here to get in your way." "You won't even know I'm in town." "Well, let's go get our bags, yeah?" "Sure." "Welcome to Portland." "You know, I definitely think you need to go with a little air valve right on the side of your head there." "Are you going to make me sorry I asked you to come?" "Well, I don't want you to think I'm encouraging this, okay?" "Well, I'm not asking for your permission." "I just want your artistic opinion." "I mean, some men think that tattoos create a "sensual mystique" about a woman." "Yeah, and some men don't." "And trust me, you've got plenty of mystique." "Look, Dylan, I'm getting this tattoo." "I mean, you're just cranky because you don't like Charley's script." "Oh, hey, I like the script." "I just think when your... when your main character believes in reincarnation, that presents a little bit of a credibility problem." "Well, if you feel so strongly about this, why are you going to see his hypnotherapist?" "Hey, I'm doing a little research." "You are having a fashion statement etched into your skin." "Do you think it hurts?" "What, that?" "No!" "What, are you kidding me?" "I mean, look, I knew a pool shark friend of mine, he passed out once, but you... you're a lot tougher than she was." "So, you got a solid vibe from anything here yet?" "Bold graphic?" "Color?" "Fine line?" "What do you see?" "Well, call me indecisive, but, um, I'm not quite sure on the design yet." "I think I should sleep on it." "She's a, uh, chicken." "She'll be back." "Hi." "Hello." "Look, I was wondering if you could do me a favor." "My name is David Silver, and I know you're supposed to buzz people in and all, but, um, well, I'm here to visit my mom, and I kind of wanted to surprise her." "Sure." "What's your mother's name?" "Sheila Silver." "I don't see it." "You know what, it might be under her maiden name" "Matthews, Sheila Matthews." "We have a couple of Matthews-- Jim, Harold." "No Sheila, though." "She works for, uh, uh, McPherson, in accounting." "Scott McPherson?" "Yes, that's him." "He's on the tenth floor." "I'll call him for you if you like." "Thank you so much." "Dude, I liked your mother." "She was a very funny lady when she wanted to be." "And talented." "You should have heard her play the piano at our Christmas party." "So what happened?" "I just don't think your mom was cut out to be a nine-to-fiver." "Yeah, well, she never had to work before." "She always had money." "She didn't show up on time very much." "Some days, not at all." "Personnel had no choice." "I'm sorry." "When you see her..." "send her my best." "Yeah, I will." "I'm going to see her right now." "Thanks." "I'm sorry, I, uh, I must have the wrong apartment." "is there something we can help you with?" "I thought this was my mom's apartment." "Sheila Silver." "See, I'm up here from L.A., and..." "I'm sure this was it." "She must have been a previous tenant." "You know, we just moved in last week." "You wouldn't happen to have a forwarding address, would you?" "No, but you might try the manager." "He's down in 1-A." "Great, thanks." "Excuse me, are you the manager?" "Sorry, no vacancies." "No, I'm not looking for an apartment." "I'm looking for my mother, Sheila Silver." "She lived in 3-G." "Good luck." "I've been looking for her for two months now." "I don't understand." "She skipped out." "Owes four month's back rent." "No, there must be some mistake." "There's no mistake." "Your mother's a deadbeat." "And from the stack of bills that keep coming here, I'm not the only one she stiffed." "So you don't know where she is?" "Hey, if I knew that, I'd be slapping her with a lawsuit." "Do me a favor, if you find her, tell her she owes me two grand." "35 bucks, sir." "Hey, I was beginning to give up on you." "Come on in." "So, you actually stayed here during the fire, yes?" "Oh, yeah, through the mudslides, the earthquake." "Wow, you deserve a medal of honor from the Malibu Homeowners Association." "You know, I don't think I'd really want to live anywhere else." "The whole neighborhood's trashed." "How come this place is still standing?" "Yeah, well, it was a combination of luck and fate." "Luck, heard about it." "Why don't you tell me about the fate part?" "Would you like a cup of tea?" "What do I have?" "I have chamomile, peppermint, lemon zinger." "Sure, zing me." "You didn't tell about the fate part." "Charley warned me that you were a skeptic." "So you're not going to tell me?" "I will, I will, but you have to promise me something." "Promise me that you're not gonna go running after that taxi cab when I tell you this-- this is not the first time I have survived a fire." "You talking about another lifetime?" "A few other lifetimes." "Look, I want to help Charley get this thing past the script form, okay?" "But every time he writes a scene where our hero's thinking about the boots he wore in the first crusade, it drives me crazy." "It isn't marketable, and the audience is gonna think that we're nuts." "You know I gotta tell you something, you sound exactly like where l was at a couple of years ago." "You mean to tell me you weren't always the all knowing guru of Malibu?" "Ha!" "No, I used to be a very successful advertising executive in Orange County." "But... one day somebody hypnotized me, and..." "I gotta tell you it was like, boom-- this... this whole new journey began for me." "I'm not ready to take a journey." "That's okay." "The truth is, I've been channeling travelers for 500 years." "I can wait." "So, tell me you changed your mind;" "you're going to let me rip off all your clothes and make love to you all night." "Mm, shut up and kiss me." "Should I take that as a yes?" "You didn't invite me all the way up here to spend the weekend in bed, did you?" "Well, the thought crossed my mind, but no, I actually made plans to leave this room." "This city is full of cool little coffee bars and clubs, and the people here are mellow." "It's not like L.A. at all." "Mm, cool, but, uh, we don't have to leave just yet, do we?" "I missed you." "I almost forgot how good you feel." "Come back later." "We're busy." "It's me. lt's David." "David?" "You told him where we were staying?" "It's not like it was a secret or anything." "I knew this was going to happen." "No, Ray..." "Look, just get rid of him." "Look, Donna, I'm sorry, I don't know where else to go." "What's wrong?" "It's my mother." "David, what's the matter?" "I can't find her." "She got fired from her job, I went to her apartment; she doesn't even live there anymore." "Look at this." "Wait till you see this." "Mail from months ago." "Alimony checks from my father, she hasn't even cashed them." "Wait, wait. lf her alimony checks hadn't been cashed, don't you think your dad would have noticed?" "I don't know, I can't figure any of this out." "When was the last time you talked to her?" "Christmas Eve." "She was fine." "You haven't talked to your mother since Christmas?" "We're not very close." "Guess not." "Look, I'm... I'm sorry for laying all this on you guys, all right?" "No, no, it's okay." "You know what?" "We're gonna get you a room, and we're gonna figure this out, aren't we, Ray?" "Do whatever you want." "I got to go to the club for a sound check." "I'll meet you there." "is that okay?" "Do I have any other choice?" "Look, um, I'll be right back." "Stay here, okay?" "Ray, wait a second." "Look, I'm really sorry about all this, but what else am I supposed to do?" "Why did he have to tag along, anyway?" "I told you, he came to see his mom." "Donna, how long has it been since we've seen each other?" "I know, I know, and I'm sorry." "Look, if we could drop you off at the club and borrow your truck, it would be a lot easier to track her down." "No, he can rent a car." "Ray..." "Hey, he can afford it." "Well, thanks for your help." "Look, don't make me out to be the bad guy here, all right?" "I just want to be with you." "I know." "Look, I'll be there as quick as I can, okay?" "I heard what happened out there in the hall." "Eh, don't worry about it-- he'll get over it." "Do you have any idea where she could be?" "Yeah, maybe." "You two got l.D.?" "No, sir." "We're not here to drink." "I'm looking for somebody who used to come in here a lot." "Oh, yeah, we sent these out to our regulars for Valentine's Day." "Well, then you may know who I'm looking for." "Her name is Sheila Silver." "Sheila." "Oh, yeah." "Sheila." "She's my mother." "Sheila's your mom?" "Yeah, I guess you kind of look like her." "Well, have you seen her lately?" "Oh, not in a while." "Hell of a gal, though." "Hey, kid." "Come here." "I know Sheila Silver." "I saw her just last week." "Where?" "I think he wants you to buy him a drink." "Yeah." "Uh, bartender, could you help this man out?" "Well, thank you kindly, son." "So where'd you see my mom?" "She was setting up shop at the Reno Hotel." "is that far from here?" "Couple of blocks-- it's on Clancy Street." "Thank you" "Wait-wait-wait, what do you mean, "setting up shop"?" "Let's go." "What'd you find out?" "She lived here, all right-- till she was arrested for disorderly conduct and public drunkenness." "Your mother was arrested?" "I can't believe this is happening." "I mean, my mom was the type of woman who used to wear Chanel suits to Little League games." "I mean... what would make her sink so low?" "You'd better call your dad." "It's gonna be okay." "Well, my dad said he'll be here tomorrow." "Good." "Yeah, I guess so." "Whenever it comes to my mom, he always... gets weird." "What do you mean?" "Well, I don't know, I told him everything that's going on, and he... he didn't even sound surprised." "Here." "I just got this from the lab-- maybe this'll help." "We can't do anything until your mom's been missing for 48 hours." "What are you talking about?" "She hasn't even picked up her mail" "in three months." "l know." "But you just reported it." "We have to wait the full 48 till we can do anything official." "I don't understand, you guys arrested her six weeks ago-- why'd you let her go?" "Why didn't you call her family?" "That's not our responsibility." "She could have called anyone she wanted." "Besides, we booked her, the victim never pressed charges, so it didn't matter anyway." "Yeah, it didn't matter to you." "Now, look, I know this is rough." "Have you checked the shelters?" "Not yet." "I would if I were you." "Good luck, son." "It's almost 9:00." "You'd better go." "Ray's gonna be going on soon." "Oh, my God, I forgot all about him." "I should call him." "Donna, just go." "All right?" "I don't want to get between you two." "Are you kidding?" "I'm not gonna let you out of my sight at a time like this." "He'll understand." "Look, you promised you'd be here." "Look, we still haven't found David's mother." "We got to keep looking." "Well, you're gonna miss the show!" "I'm sorry, I'll be there as soon as I can." "No, forget it, all right?" "I'll see you back at the motel." "Ray..." "Hi." "Hi." "Can I help you?" "Yeah, I'm, uh... I'm, I'm looking for my mother." "I don't recognize her, but then the faces here change nightly." "You can walk through if you like." "Maybe you'll get lucky." "Great." "Thanks." "Sure." "Sorry." "I'm sorry." "I feel so guilty." "Why?" "My mom must've asked me a million times to come and visit her." "I blew her off every time." "I made excuses or promises, but I never came." "Don't blame yourself." "Look at her face-- she looks like she's aged ten years since she left L.A." "Why'd she come up here, anyway?" "I don't know." "She said she wanted to make a fresh start, but, uh, I know she was really just trying to get away from my father." "Yeah, but why Portland?" "I mean, does she know anyone up here?" "Not a soul." "Before she left, she told me that she was tired of pretending to be happy in the sunshine." "She thought the rain better suited her mood." "The truth is, I was kind of relieved when she left." "Figured I wouldn't have to deal with her anymore." "I'd give anything to hear her voice right now." "We'll find her." "I know we will." "We'd, uh, better get going." "We have a long night ahead of us." "I think you ought to get a snake, have it start right about here, coil its way down like this, have a dragon's head pop up right off the right cheek of your butt, all the way down" "to there, and then right here on the thigh: "Born to lose."" "What do you think?" "Would you stop making fun of me?" "I can't help it-- it's so stupid." "I..." "Listen, I am serious here!" "I know, you're seriously ill." "Anybody that would permanently scar their body needs to have their head examined." "Well, you know what, if I get my tattoo, you don't have to look at it." "You won't do it." "You want to bet?" "You know, you are crazier than I am." "I can't believe you're gonna let that nutcase hypnotize you." "Hey, it's just the one time, it doesn't leave any marks, and besides, it's not like I'm making a lifestyle choice here, okay?" "I'm just doing it for Charley's movie, that's it." "You know, at this very second, you and your mother have so much in common." "You know what I'm gonna get you for your birthday?" "Hmm?" "I'm gonna get you this big crystal, and we're gonna hang it right here on your neck, and you can rub it before you go to sleep." "No, no. I think I would rather rub you." "Here's what you do." "I think you should get Aladdin's lamp tattooed on you right about here." "That way, I can kind of rub it and make the genie pop out." "Well, you've already done that." "That's why I keep coming back." "Oh, really?" "Why are you so cruel to me?" "I don't know..." "Aah!" "Please don't be mad." "Why the hell shouldn't I be?" "!" "I spent all night waiting for you!" "I played two sets." "I told everybody you were coming." "Where the hell were you?" "You know where l was." "I was helping one of my best friends find his mother." "Ray, put yourself in his shoes." "Yeah, well, life's a bitch." "I..." "I can't believe you can be so heartless." "If LuAnn had one of her drunken binges, and she was lying somewhere in the gutter, what-what would you do, just leave her there?" "Hey, leave my mother out of this!" "Look, all I'm saying is, David needs me right now." "I can't turn my back on him." "Look, he saved my life-- l'm not gonna desert him." "Fine." "He needs you so much, he's right across the hall." "Go sleep with him." "How can you say that to me?" "Oh, right, I forgot-- you don't sleep with anybody." "You know what?" "I'm leaving." "You're not going anywhere until I tell you you can." "I'm getting out of here." "Ow!" "Donna, look, I'm sorry, that was an accident." "I didn't..." "Don't touch me!" "Donna, come on!" "Damn." "Can I talk to Donna?" "Yeah." "Go ahead." "She's in the bathroom." "Hey, Donna, will you come out of there, please?" "So, what happened between you two?" "What'd she say?" "She didn't say anything." "She came in here crying and locked herself in the john." "What's this?" "It's the keys to my truck." "You guys can use it in the morning." "You got a lot of ground to cover in this city." "Thanks." "Ray." "Look, man, none of this was Donna's fault." "Believe me, I wasn't trying to get in your way." "Hey, there's a lot of history between you two." "Yeah. lt was a long time ago." "Well, there's a, uh, map of the city in the glove compartment." "Thanks a lot." "Donna!" "Hey, uh..." "Uh, Ray's letting us use his truck." "Good night, David." "Try to get some sleep, okay?" "You, too." "Look, Donna, I'm so sorry." "I know." "I would never do anything to hurt you." "You gotta believe that." "I do." "I just love you so much, and I thought that I was losing you." "No." "I love you." "Hey, kiddo." "Hey." "Hi, Mel." "Hi, Donna." "How're you holding up?" "We've looked everywhere." "I don't know if she's still in Portland." "I don't know if she's, uh, still alive." "Knowing Sheila, she's probably in some Chinese restaurant somewhere, having some moo shu and wondering what all the fuss was about." "Donna," "David told me how wonderful you've been." "I don't know how to thank you." "You two get the bags." "I'll get the truck, and I'll meet you out front, okay?" "Thanks." "Thanks." "So, the cops say Mom's crazy." "David, sit down for a minute." "I don't quite know where to start, but... your mom had been diagnosed as a manic depressive." "She's been on a drug called lithium since you were a little boy." "So, are you telling me that, uh, she's mentally ill?" "Yeah." "How come nobody ever told me this before?" "David, you were a little kid." "I couldn't exactly put you on my knee and say, "Davy, your mother is flipping out." "There's a long history of mental illness in her family." "Now, get your teddy bear and go to bed."" "Yeah, we'll I haven't been a little kid for quite some time now, Dad. I mean, you could've told me a lot sooner than this." "I'm sorry." "I should have told you." "I wanted to." "But your mom never wanted you to know." "Why not?" "David, the hardest thing for any parent to do is to tell their child that they're falling apart." "This doesn't even sound like we're talking about Mom." "I mean, it sounds like... like we're talking about some complete stranger." "Your mother was..." "She always had, a lot of self-control." "She took her lithium every day, even though she hated the cure more than the disease." "And then that summer that you went away to Camp Hess Kramer... she stopped taking the pills, and within a week, she was high as a kite." "She spent $20,000 on Rodeo Drive in one afternoon." "When I found out about it, I tried to stop her, and she went ballistic." "She broke all the china in the house, and then she crashed." "And then you came home, and it was as if nothing happened." "I'm sorry to lay all this on you at once." "Dad, she hasn't cashed her alimony checks in months." "I mean, didn't you think that maybe something was wrong?" "I was hoping that she had found somebody else to take care of her." "I just didn't want to get sucked in again, after it took so much for me to pull away." "So what do we do now?" "We pray to God that we find her, and we get her some help." "Okay, just pick a spot on the wall back there and kind of concentrate on it." "All right. I'm concentrating." "Come on, now. lf you can't commit to this, you can't be hypnotized." "If you've got reservations, they're gonna get in the way." "Okay." "Al right. I didn't come up here 'cause you make great tea." "Do your worst." "All right, that's better." "Now... as I start to hypnotize you, just let your mind kind of go blank." "Just let all those thoughts melt away." "Okay?" "Okay." "Concentrate on the sound of my voice." "Now imagine that you're in an elevator." "Picture the space." "Look up." "See the numbers." "You're on the 32nd floor." "Now watch the numbers as we count down, and when we get to one, you'll be completely relaxed." "Take a deep breath." "32... 31 ... 30... breathe... 29... 28..." "Let your eyes close now." "Good. 27... 26... 25... relax... 24... 23... 22..." "Dylan, it's okay." "It's okay." "We've just started." "No, I'm finished." "No, no, wait." "Look, I promise you, there, there's nothing that can hurt you here." "I mean, you can come back to the here and now any time you want to." "I had a near-death experience last year, and I still have... some dreams I can't shake." "Oh, you should have told me." "Dreams and imaginings and regressions-- they're all connected." "Yeah, that's comforting." "But it is." "Can I tell you a secret?" "I'm not absolutely sure that we have lived before." "I mean, there's the slight possibility that reincarnation's just a crock." "Huh, now you tell me." "But what I am absolutely sure of is that what we're doing here-- soul-searching, self-discovery-- it is a powerful, powerful tool, and if you can regress, you can get that understanding." "You can grow, you can learn, you can change, but you've got to relax, okay?" "To get the understanding, you gotta commit." "Or not." "Right?" "I mean, you said so yourself-- not everybody can be hypnotized." "You know what?" "Next time we need to do this at your house." "You'll be much more comfortable." "Next time?" "You really think there's gonna be a next time?" "Mm." "You know, Dad, you really don't have to stay here." "Yeah, I'm sure we could find you a nice hotel downtown." "I'll be fine." "We're not exactly on vacation." "Hey, I'm glad you're back." "I just got a call from someone who saw your flyer, and they know where your mom is." "Get away." "Get away from me." "Thank you." "Oh, my God." "Sheila?" "Sheila... it's me," "Mel." "Mom?" "Mom, it's, uh, it's me, it's David." "Mom, look at me, please." "David?" "Yeah." "Yeah." "Mom, it's me." "Dr. Ashley Devore, please report to the nurse's station." "Dr. Ashley Devore to the nurse's station." "Look, Dad..." "I got to know this disease that Mom has that you said runs in the family, who else has had it?" "Your great aunt was institutionalized when your mother was a little girl." "They didn't diagnose it as manic depression back then, but from what your mom has told me, she had the same highs and lows." "What about me?" "Last year, when you were getting stoned all the time, there was a part of me that was actually relieved to find out that you were high on crystal meth and not on your own body chemistry." "David, it's very important that you don't fool around with drugs anymore." "If you have any propensity toward this condition, getting high could trigger it." "Do you understand that?" "Yes, I understand!" "I'm sorry... it's just a lot to take in all at once." "I know." "So, what are we gonna do with her?" "I mean, we can't just leave her up here by herself." "I've thought about that a lot." "And I talked to the doctors." "They feel that we have to keep her here for now." "A change would be a disaster." "But as soon as she's strong enough, we'll bring her back down to L.A." "Then where's she gonna live?" "You can't take care of her, and I can't take care of her." "They have these places, they're kind of like halfway houses." "She'll stay in one of those for a while till she gets a job, and then we'll find her an apartment." "Thanks, Dad." "For what, David?" "She's your mother." "We brought you into this world together, and for that, I will always be grateful to her." "Mm, I'm starved." "Hey, well, don't fill up on that garbage." "I'm taking you out to dinner tonight." "Yeah?" "Where are we going?" "Well, it's a surprise." "But after the show, it's just you and me on the riverboat." "Mm, I can't wait." "Listen, uh, about last night... that's not me." "I know." "Things, um, didn't exactly go how you planned." "That's for sure." "I mean, it's cool being on the road with the band and all, but, uh, there's a lot of pressure on me to make something happen, you know?" "And with Silver showing up like that, it just reminded me that when you needed somebody to be there for you that night in the apartment... he was the one that saved you from that lunatic, not me, you know?" "What I know is that you love me." "That's all that really matters." "And since we have a few more days left together, I think we should make them perfect." "You got it." "Hang on!" "I'm coming." "What are you smiling about?" "Nothing." "Nothing?" "Unbutton it." "No!" "Top." "Oh, you kidding?" "What did...?" "What are you, a freak?" "!" "What, you like it?" "I..." "No!" "I thought you'd love it." "Love?" "No, I don't..." "You know what?" "We can get you to a doctor 'cause they got a laser, and they'll just..." "Dylan, listen, it's fake." "It'll come off, like, in a couple days." "I really had you going." "Yeah, you really got me." "You happy?" "But this doesn't come off." "So you really did it, huh?" "Yeah." "You don't like it?" "A daisy?" "Yeah, kind of like, uh, he loves me, he loves me not." "He loves you not." "But... since you're here..." "David?" "Mom." "I feel like I've been..." "oh, sleeping for weeks." "You probably were." "I was so ashamed." "Mom, you have nothing to be ashamed of." "Why don't you show your mother what you found?" "Yeah." "What is it?" "It's a, it's a tape that you and I made a long time ago." "Okay, one, two..." "Remember when you were teaching David how to play the piano?" "Are you sleeping?" "Again." "Are you sleeping?" "That's fine." "Come on." "Keep going." "Brother John, Brother John... I, uh... never wanted to be a burden to anybody." "I always thought I could take care of myself." "Okay, big finish!" "Yeah, well, uh, you don't have to do that anymore." "Keep going doing it." "Go on." "Da..." "One more time perfectly." "Dylan?" "Hello?" "Hi." "There you are." "I was just looking up at the moon." "Well, can two play?" "No." "So what's the matter with you?" "is it something I did?" "No." "Did you get spooked up at Molly's?" "I don't like the idea of being hypnotized." "Listen, do you really trust this Molly?" "I don't trust anybody." "Then blow her off." "Listen, like my father used to say," ""We're only here for a short time, so you gotta make it a good time."" "Yeah, that's the problem." "See, I'm, I'm thinking maybe we're not just here for a short time."