"That makes all my actions when I move through the world," "I do things better 'cause I can see it all laid out like a map." "Have you ever looked at a map?" "Yes, if I'm not mistaken." "Do you know how to read a map?" "Do you know how to read a map?" "Yeah." "Your father's a perfectly good guy, but it is a lot of stuff that he just doesn't understand about the world that I understand." "Listen, huh?" "My dad..." "I haven't asked you a question, yet." "Listen." "Shh, don't tell you mother." "Shut up, be quiet." "Shush, be quiet." "I haven't asked you the question, yet." "I haven't asked you anything." "Listen." "We got it." "Don't worry about it." "Listen." "If there was..." "If you could take one guy to an island with you and you knew you'd be safe 'cause he was the best man, he was going to figure out how to survive, he was going to make everything," "he was going to make the world a good place on the island, he was going to keep you happy, he, he..." "This is the best man for the job." "No matter what, if it was between me and your father, who would you take?" "My daddy." "I don't see..." "Hang on a second." "Listen, I didn't think you're wrong about that." "It's your choice to make, but I want you to understand something." "There's a lot of..." "Hey." "What happened?" "What is that?" "You can't leave your fish around like that." "I don't know why the hell it keeps dripping." "All night long, drip, drip, drip." "I've had the fucking thing repaired ten times." "You need a new stopper." "Is that it?" "Well, your stopper, it's rotted around the edges, so it's not making a seal," "The water is going to drip through into the bowl." "I could bring you a new one tomorrow, or you might want to consider replacing the whole apparatus." "What do you recommend?" "I could replace the stopper first." "If that doesn't work, I could replace the whole apparatus." "You can't give me a professional recommendation?" "I don't know." "It's really up to you." "Tomorrow my sister-in-law's coming over with the nephews." "I got to take the car in." "Um..." "No, it's my sister Janine's oldest daughter's Bat Mitzvah." "I'm looking forward to being bored to death." "The girl doesn't want it, her father doesn't want it." "And don't even ask me." "Seven hours in the car." "I could really slit my throat." "But, oh, well, the little girls are charming." "Lee, I am so sorry." "That's okay." "This is so gross." "That's all right." "No, tell him to come." "Okay, yeah." "But-But Cindy, I have to tell you something." "I'm like in love with my janitor." "Is that sick?" "Have you ever had a sexual fantasy about your handyman?" "Well, it's awkward because he's literally like cleaning the shit out of my toilet bowl right now." "And I don't think I'm at my most alluring." "Yeah, maybe you're right." "It's not like I met him socially." "Okay, thank you, Cindy." "Okay, like 20 minutes." "Bye." "All right, all set." "Thank you so much." "You're welcome." "Can I give you a tip?" "You mean like a suggestion?" "No, I mean, like, a tip." "Oh, okay." "Thank you." "Yeah, good night." "Good night." "Good bye." "I mean, how many times do we have to fix these fucking pipes?" "Every time I take a shower, their entire apartment has a flood." "It's driving me insane." "Well, I'll get you a plumber in here tomorrow, but I'd say that we're going to have to break through the tile and isolate the leak because there's quite a lot of water down there." "How do you know it's me?" "Why is it automatically me?" "Well, because it if was coming from higher up, you'd have water damage in your ceiling or in your wall, and it's all dry." "Great." "Well, it might just be the caulking." "This whole tub needs to be re-caulked." "Have you taken a bath or shower in the last couple of hours?" "Yes." "Well, it might just be that." "Okay." "And how are you planning to find that out?" "Well, we could run the shower and see if it drip downstairs." "Oh, you want me to take a shower now?" "No." "You want me to take a shower right now while you stand there watching to see if it drips into the Friedrich's apartment?" "I don't give a fuck what you do, Mrs. Olsen." "I'm just trying to fix the fucking leak." "I..." "I didn't like that." "How dare you talk to me like that?" "Get the fuck out of my fucking house." "Okay." "Get the fuck out out of my fucking house before I call the police." "All right." "Did you hear me?" "I said get out." "I can't." "You're blocking the doorway." "What the fuck's the matter with you?" "You can't talk to the tenants like that." "Look, Lee, you do good work." "You're dependable" "But I get these complaints all the time." "You're rude, you're unfriendly, you won't say good morning." "I mean, come on." "Mr. Emery, I fix the plumbing." "I take out the garbage." "I paint their apartments." "I do electrical work, which we both know is against the law." "I show up on time, I'm working four buildings, and you're getting all the money." "So do whatever you're going to do." "Would you be willing to apologize to Mrs. Olsen?" "For what?" "All right, all right, I'll talk to her." "Here you go." "Thanks." "How you doing?" "Good." "How's things going, all right?" "Yeah." "You see the game?" "Yeah, I did." "You think they have a shot?" "No." "Not one." "Dropped the first two, they're going to lose the next three." "Oh, my God, I'm so sorry." "That's okay." "Did I get you?" "Yes." "I got you." "It's okay." "Let me get you some napkins." "I'm okay." "Hey, Lenny, can I grab some napkins?" "Thanks." "Thank you." "Here." "Thanks." "Well, now I spilled my beer all over you, my name's Sharon." "Uh, that's okay." "And you are..." "Um, Lee." "♪ There's a bright ♪" "♪ Golden haze ♪" "♪ In the meadow ♪" "♪ There's a bright ♪" "♪ Golden haze ♪" "♪ In the meadow ♪" "♪ The corn is as high ♪" "♪ As an elephant's eye ♪" "♪ And it looks like It's climbing ♪" "♪ Clear up to the sky ♪" "♪ Well I say oh ♪" "♪ What a beautiful mornin' ♪" "♪ I've got a beautiful feelin' ♪" "♪ Everything ♪" "♪ Everything's goin' my way ♪" "How you doing?" "How you doing?" "I'm good." "I'm good." "Hey, can I ask you, guys, do you know me?" "Uh..." "I don't think so." "No, I don't think so, either." "We never met?" "No, not yet." "No." "No." "So, what the fuck you looking at me for?" "Excuse me?" "I said what the fuck are you looking at me for?" "Hey, take a fucking walk..." "No, no, no, don't apologize to this asshole." "We really weren't looking at you, seriously." "Let me go." "I got to go take a hike." "I want to take a fucking hike." "♪ I got a beautiful feelin' ♪" "♪ I've got everything ♪" "♪ Everything's goin' my way ♪" "♪ Everything's goin' my way ♪" "♪ My way ♪" "Where do you think he went left?" "Other left he went." "Ten points, San Antonio lead." "Isaiah Thomas been so good this season." "Knocks down that three pointer." "Hello, this is Lee." "Oh." "Okay." "When did that happen?" "Well, how's he doing now?" "No, don't do that." "I'm going to come up there right now." "I'll be up there in a hour and a half." "Okay?" "Thank you." "Bye." "Mr. Emery, it's Lee again." "I contacted Jose, who says he can cover for me till Friday night at least." "Uh, after that, Gene MacAdavey will take over until I get back." "I wouldn't do anything with Mr. And Mrs. Fredrick's ceiling until you get a real plumber in there." "But what are you going to do?" "I will let you know a soon as I have more information." "I should be in Manchester a week at least." "Thank you very much." "Bye." "Come on." "Go." "Hiya, Lee." "Is he dead?" "I'm sorry, Lee." "He passed away about an hour ago." "Oh." "I'm so sorry." "Did you see him?" "No, I mean, uh..." "George brought him in." "We were looking at the boat this morning, and the he just..." "I don't know, he just, like, fell over." "I thought he was kidding me at first." "Then I called the ambulance, and, uh"." "That was it." "I'll just call Dr. Muller and tell him that you're here." "Where's Dr. Betheny?" "Oh, she's on maternity leave." "Here he is." "Lee?" "I'm Dr. Muller." "We spoke on the phone." "Yeah." "Hi." "I'm very, very sorry." "Thank you." "Hello, George." "Hiya, Jim." "How you holding up?" "Oh..." "Great, you know." "It's a very sad day." "Yeah." "Where's my brother?" "He's downstairs." "You can see him if you want." "What happened to him?" "Went into cardiac arrest." "You know his heart was very weak at this point, and it just gave out." "I'm sorry you didn't get here in time, but as I told you on the phone..." "Aw, fuck this." "Sorry." "That's okay, buddy." "That's perfectly all right." "Did anybody call my uncle?" "His Uncle Donny." "Ah." "Yeah, my Aunt and Uncle..." "No, Lee." "Lee, no." "Donny got a job in Minnesota, like, a while ago." "Minnesota?" "He got a job in some outfit in Minnetonka, Minnesota." "If you can believe that." "Joe didn't tell you about that?" "No." "I can call them if you want, Lee." "Tell them what happened." "Okay, thanks." "Oh, no problem." "And tell him what happened." "Tell them I'll call them tonight." "Talk about arrangements." "Somebody should call my wife." "Your, uh..." "Ex-wife." "You mean Randi?" "Randi." "Yes, I'm sorry." "I meant Randi." "I already thought of that." "I'll take care of it." "Okay, thank you." "No problem." "Can I see him now?" "Sure." "Lee, I can wait up here, Lee, if you need anything." "Okay." "Thanks." "Would you like a Kleenex?" "Yeah." "Thanks, yeah." "Can I get a couple Kleenex please?" "Thanks, hun." "I'm sorry." "Oh, please." "How is Dr. Betheny?" "Oh, she's doing very well." "She just had twin girls." "Ah, Irene told me that." "Yeah." "I'll call her this afternoon and tell her what happened." "She was very good to him." "Yes, she was." "The disease is commonly referred to as congestive heart failure." "Oh, my God." "Are you familiar with it?" "No." "Then what are you saying "Oh, my God" for?" "Because what is it?" "What she's trying to explain, honey..." "I'm sorry, Dr. Beth..." "Betheny." "Betheny, I'm sorry." "I can never get it right." "Not a problem." "So... you were saying." "It's a gradual deterioration of the muscles of the heart." "It's usually associated with older people, but in rare cases it will occur in a younger person." "Some people live up to 50 or 60 years with just an occasional attack, but most people suffer periodic episodes, like the one you had on Monday." "Which mimic the symptoms of a heart attack in which further weaken the muscle." "They can put you out of commission for e week, two weeks, and you'll need to be hospitalized so that we can monitor your heart because the risk of cardiac arrest is elevated for a week or two." "Oh, my God." "But in between most people feel perfectly healthy." "You can basically live a normal life." "Wait, so what do you mean some people live to be 50, 60 years?" "I mean, you saying total?" "Or you saying when they're diagnosed with this, or what?" "What are you saying?" "Tell me the fucking truth." "Total." "For most people with the particulars of your condition, the average life expectancy is five to ten years." "The statistics vary widely." "You're not a statistic, you're just one person." "And we don't know what's going to happen to you, yet." "But it's not a good disease." "What is a good disease?" "Poison Ivy." "Athlete's foot." "It's a comedy routine." "Elise, please." "For Christ's sake." "Oh, my God, when am I going to put one foot right?" "How about a hint?" "Elise." "Daddy." "What?" "No, she's fine." "We're all upset." "We're all going to listen." "We're going to ask any of the question we went to ask, and then we're going to figure out whet to do together, right?" "Sure." "So, you were saying Dr. Beth." "It's Dr. Bethany, Dad." "Try to get it right." "I do not see where the humor lies in this situation." "Elise, you must calm down." "No." "No, no more, I'm not going... no." "Elise, let me get you a glass of water." "Daddy, forget it." "Forget it Forget it Like you..." "Everybody should be just like you." "You know what?" "I'm tired of being the bad guy here." "Who's in the fucking hospital here?" "Right, so I'll be the bad guy, and you be in the hospital and explain the jokes to your son." "I'm going home." "You're going home?" "You're going home?" "Yes" "Let me get her back." "Fuck her." "You want to stop with that shit?" "Come on with that stuff." "Thank you, Tony." "I have to get up to Manchester." "Nobody told Patrick right?" "No, you had asked for us to wait for you to get here." "Yes, thank you." "So, um..." "What is the procedure now?" "Well, now you have to make arrangements with the funeral parlor, and they pretty much take care of everything." "I don't know the name of one." "That's all right." "We can help you with that." "Oh, yeah." "Then they'll just come and pick him up?" "Yeah." "I can make those calls, Lee." "Let me know if you need any help with anything." "Okay, thank you." "We've got to talk about the boat and the website and all of that." "Sure." "I'm around." "I got to get up there before school lets out so..." "You just have to sign for Joe's belongings." "Right this way." "Just got to sign right here." "Where's Joe's belongings?" "The plastic bag right here." "Give me a sec." "Where's Joe's belongings?" "All right, all right, that's good, hold." "Like that?" "Yeah, but keep your thumb off the line." "If you get a strike, it's going to slice it right open." "You know what happens then." "What'?" "Sharks will smell the blood and they'll rip this boat apart." "No, they won't." "Yeah, they will." "Dad, will they?" "Yes, sir." "Shut up." "You know, I've seen a school of sharks tear a boat to pieces like it was made of cardboard, because some kid threw a band-aid in the water." "Oh, yeah." "Yeah, he did." "Oh, yeah." "No, you didn't." "Sometimes the only way to keep them off is to throw the kid directly in the ocean to distract them." "Shut up." "Sharks don't even swim in schools." "Huh?" "He says sharks don't swim in schools." "Smart kid." "Yeah, he is." "A really smart kid is exactly the kind of quality meal a humongous school of sharks is looking for when they're circling a boat." "Uncle Lee, shut up." "Hey, you got a strike." "Strike, strike, strike." "Ease up on the drag, ease up on your drag." "Watch your fucking thumb." "Hey, you got a strike now." "Don't hit me, catch your fish." "No swearing." "You got a strike." "I got him, we got him." "Drive the boat, mind your business." "You got to get the hook in him." "Shut up." "Mind your business." "What kind of fish is it?" "It's got to be a Great White." "It's got to be a Great White Patty." "Maybe a barracuda." "It's not a shark." "Come on, pull it up." "It's not a shark." "Stop talking..." "How come that's connected to those?" "It's not, kid." "It just looks that way." "I'm trying to teach you the islands." "That's the island the rich guy bought so no one else will put a house on it." "That's how rich he is." "Baker Island, Misery Island." "Misery Island is where me and your aunt Randi got married." "Hello?" "Yeah." "Hi, honey." "Suzy, Daddy's home." "Hi, Suzy." "Daddy's home." "Hi, Daddy." "Hi, sweetheart." "Hug" "Oh, Jesus Christ, you're breaking my neck." "Lee?" "Yeah, Hi, hon." "Hey," "Did you have a good time?" "Yeah, really good." "Where's your mother?" "They just left." "Oh, no." "Yeah, she's sad to miss you, too." "There's always next time." "Did you get any sleep?" "Oh, yeah." "It's all rest when my mother's here." "That's too bad." "Hi, Kary." "Hi, Daddy." "Dad..." "I'm putting you down." "Relax." "I'm just giving you a kiss." "Honey, hey, hey, hey." "Hey, Karen." "Karen." "I almost dropped you on your head." "I'm making a hair salon." "Oh, yeah?" "It's really good." "You want to cut my hair?" "It's just for girls." "I'm sorry." "It's all right." "I understand, sweetheart." "May I watch TV to get some ideas?" "No." "Yeah." "Go ahead." "Get off." "How you feeling?" "Better." "Yeah?" "Yeah." "You sound better." "So, did you guys actually use the fishing tackle?" "Yeah, we really did." "Patty got a humongous bluefish." "Eighteen pounds." "Oh, yeah?" "That's awesome." "I never seen anybody so happy in my whole life." "Aww." "It's nice in here." "You keep it nice." "What a homemaker." "Fuck off." "All right." "Get away from me." "Stop it." "Mmm, don't." "Stop, please." "I'm sick." "Okay." "For real, get off of me." "Hi, Stanny." "Oh, God." "Let him alone, please." "How come you're not crying?" " just got him settled." "Just got him settled?" "What did you get him settled for?" "Lee, don't pick him up." "Oh, what do you mean don't pick him up." "If he's not crying, leave well enough alone. "Leave well enough alone."" "That's what me and your Mummy should've done instead of getting married." "Oh, shut up." "Then you wouldn't be here." "Your sisters wouldn't be here." "I could watch the football game in my own living room with peace and quiet." "You know what?" "You go fuck yourself." "Oh, jeez, Louise." "Hey, kiddo." "Oh, my God, you're very handsome, you know that?" "See that?" "I didn't make him cry." "Lay down." "Yeah." "He's not crying 'cause I know how to handle him." "How is he?" "How's Joe?" "He's fine." "You know, he's all right." "He's doing all right." "And you didn't run out of beer?" "You got through the day okay?" "Oh, yeah." "We were very temperate." "I don't know why you guys bother getting on the frigging boat." "What do you mean?" "Because we love the sea." "Oh, yeah?" "How many beers did you have on the sea?" "Eight." "Eight?" "Yep, eight over a seven-hour period." "Which..." "Well, I am well impressed." "Is... 1.1428572 beers an hour." "What, it's like you didn't even have anything to drink at all." "Yeah, I told you I was cutting down." "Oh, God, no." "What do you think you're going to do?" "I guess I'm going to take a shower." "Randi, I swear to God." "You should've seen his face." "He was so happy." "It was like when we took the girls on the Merry Go Round." "It was just pure happiness." "Oh." "Oh, come on, I'm sick." "I'm sick." "I'm really..." "Really, babe, deeply sick." "It actually makes it hard to breathe." "He's not at school?" "I thought school let out..." "I'm pretty sure he would have..." "What?" "I'm sorry." "Paul, my phone is..." "Sorry, say that again." "That's all right." "I'm pretty sure he would've left for hockey practice by now." "He's on the hockey team?" "Yeah, yeah." "He's doing real well, too." "Hey, how's Joe doing?" "He going to be okay?" "Yeah, he's fine." "Where's the practice?" "Is it at the school?" "No, they practice at Gloucester." "They practice in the Gloucester..." "I'm sorry, it's not at the school?" "No." "What'?" "Can you hear me?" "The phone..." "That's all right." "Can you hear me?" "Yeah." "It's at Gloucester, okay?" "I understand." "Yeah, we play with the Rockport team." "But they're the league team." "Okay, I understand." "Thank you, Paul." "Yeah, sure thing." "Hey, give Joe my regards, all right?" "I will." "What's up?" "Uh, Joe Chandler's in the hospital again." "Oh, how awful." "Yeah." "Who was on the phone?" "That was Lee Chandler." "Lee Chandler?" "The very one." "Hey." "Hey, hey." "Knock it off." "Chandler." "Knock it off." "One more time and you're out." "You understand that, Chandler?" "One more time." "Aw, fuck me." "What's that?" "Fuck my fucking ass." "All right, you are out." "Chandler, you're benched." "All right." "Ask me if I give a shit." "What's that?" "Coach, that's his uncle." "His father must be in the hospital." "Whose father?" "Chandler's?" "Yeah, he only comes around when Mr. Chandler's in the hospital." "He's go!" "congestive hear!" "Failure-Patrick's dad." "So that's Lee Chandler?" "The Lee Chandler, huh?" "Yeah, but coach, you know that story's bullshit, right?" "Total bullshit, coach." "You guys want to watch the language?" "Sorry." "All right mind, your own business for a little while, huh?" "Take a break." "Get a water." "All right, show's over." "Come on, let's go, let's go." "You all right, brother?" "Take these sticks back, would you?" "Line if up again." "Come on, let's go." "I have to go to the hospital and sign some more papers." "Do you want to see him?" " don't know-Why?" "What does he look like?" "He looks like he's dead." "I mean, he doesn't look like he's sleeping, or anything." "But he doesn't look gross, either." "I don't know." "Well... you don't have to." "I wanted to see him." "Maybe you don't want that image in your memory." "I don't..." "It's up to you." "What do you want to do?" "Want me to take you home?" "You want me to decide for you?" "Let's just go." "What the fuck are you doing?" "I just said let's go inside." "No, you just said, "Let's just go", and then you get out of the car..." "Okay, I meant let's go inside." "What's your problem?" "My problem is I could've ripped your fucking leg off." "Okay, I'm sorry I misused the English language." "I'm sorry, Uncle Lee." "I'm sorry, too." "I just got scared." "Yep." "Okay." "Thank you." "Of course." "You got to hit the bleeper." "I don't have a bleeper." "I'll do it." "There's a code." "Hey, is it okay if I invite some of my friends over?" "I told them I would call them." "Go ahead." "And can we get some pizza?" "There's nothing to eat here." "Okay." "What kind would you like?" "Any kind is fine." "Thank you." "At least he didn't suffer." "It's worse for the family, but it's better for the person." "Well, he was a fucking great guy, Patrick, I'll tell you that." "That's for sure." "You know, I remember this one time he..." "He took us all out in the boat, like in sixth grade." "Yeah, I remember that." "And he made us wear life preservers." "And I was like, you know, "What's the difference, Mr. Chandler?" "The boat sinks in this weather, we're dead anyways."" "Yeah, I remember that." "And then he was like..." ""The life jacket's to make it easier on the sharks when you go over."" "Fucking smart ass, I swear to God." "Yeah, he really liked those shark jokes." "He was funny, man." "Yeah." "He was gentle, too, you know?" "Like his son." "There's this former starship captain, all right?" "This former starship captain..." "With the Star Trek again?" "Will you shut the fuck up?" "Fuck you." "Star Trek sucks." "You fucking retard." "Star Trek is one of the classical pillars of modern entertainment." "Tell me about Star Trek, enlighten me, motherfucker." "I'll tell you this." "How long have I been friends with you?" "How you doing, baby?" "I'm okay." "Enough is enough, okay?" "It just started." "How dare you?" "Will you shut up?" "Fuck Star Trek-Every sci-fi classic film you like is based on Star Trek" "Star Trek is bullshit." "Star Trek I's retarded." "Then Road Warrior, Then the Matrix." "Retarded as shit." "I love Star Trek, all right?" "How dare you." "Ask Patrick." "He loves them." "Patrick, what do you think about Star Trek?" "Ask Patrick." "I can't believe we're talking about Star Trek right now." "I like Star Trek." "Thank you." "Hey, Uncle Lee." "Is it okay if Silvie sleeps over?" "Dad always let her." "Then what are you asking me for?" "No reason." "Thanks." "Uh, not that it would come up or anything, but her parents think she stays downstairs when she stays over." "If it comes up for some reason, can you just say she stayed in the downstairs room?" "I don't even know them." "Yeah, you do." "It's the McGanns." "Frank and Pat McGann." "Oh, that's Silvie McGann?" "Yeah." "Okay-So..." "Do you mind saying she stayed downstairs?" "Like, if they call or something?" "Okay." "Am I supposed to tell you to use a condom?" "No, I..." "Is that what Joe would say?" "No." "I mean, yeah." "Yeah, we've had "the discussion" and everything." "So..." "Okay, good." "Yeah, just let me know if we're making too much noise." "Okay." "Uh..." "Do you think I should call my morn to tell her about Dad?" "No, I wouldn't, Patty." "Yeah." "I mean, uh, nobody even knows where she is." "Yeah." "Yeah, yeah, I know." "I was just curious what you thought." "Anyway..." "Good night, Uncle Lee." "Good night." "Shut up." "Hey, shut up, shut up-Hey, Elise." "Shit." "Hey." "Come on." "Lee, you want to take Patty upstairs and get him washed up?" "Come on, kid." "Go on now." "Everything will be all right." "I'll be up in a minute." "Go on upstairs, Patty." "Everything will be okay." "I thought it was wonderful that you dropped that ball." "Oh, shit." "Go on." "Shut the fuck up." "Beverly, Massachusetts." "Gallagher Funeral Home please." "Morning." "Hi." "Yes, hi, my name is Lee Chandler." "My brother Joseph Chandler is at the Beverly Hospital morgue." "I'm wondering who I need to talk to about making arrangements." "Yeah, thank you." "Yes." "Yes, I just spoke..." "Yes, my name is Lee Chandler." "My brother's at the Beverly Hospital morgue." "Yes." "Okay." "I understand." "I'm..." "I'm calling to find out exactly what I need to do to make arrangements for the next step." "I see." "Okay, thank you." "Can I have a napkin?" "Yes." "That's right." "But what do you I got to do to get his..." "To get his body over to..." "Excuse me, Mr. Chandler." "I don't think Patrick needs to be here for this." "No, I'm all right." "I don't understand." "So why is it more to drive his body to Manchester?" "You going to fake the highway for seven minutes, that's why if costs more?" "What does it cost if the hearse takes 127?" "Jesus." "Like, that's his focus?" "He's all right." "Thanks, Uncle Lee." "You're welcome." "Thanks, Mr. Chandler." "You're welcome." "So..." "We're going to forget about the language." "We're going to forget about the fists." "But I want you take a few days off of practice." "I don't want you on the ice." "Well, to tell you the honest truth, sir," "I could really use the distraction." "The ice is not a distraction." "When you're on the ice, you got to be there." "Okay, so take a couple days off and we'll talk." "Listen, when I was your age, I lost my dad, too." "So..." "I know what you're going through." "If you want to come in and talk, or you want somebody to spill your guts to, or throw the bull around, the door's open." "You mind if I put some music on?" "No" "You like these guys?" "The lead guitar is weak, but otherwise they're pretty good." "I don't know, they all sound the same to me." "Where we going?" "Got to go to the lawyer." "What for?" "Read your father's will." "Do I have to be there?" "I don't think so, but I think you're supposed to be." "Who do you think he left the boat to?" "I'm sure he left you everything." "I don't understand." "Which... part are you having trouble with?" "Well, I can't be his guardian." "Well..." "Uh..." "I mean I can't." "Well, naturally I assumed that Joe had discussed all this with you." "No." "He didn't." "No." "I-I..." "Sorry, I have to say I'm somewhat taken aback." "He can't live with me." "I live in one room." "Well, but Joe has provided for Patrick's upkeep." "Food, cloths, etcetera." "And the house and the boat are owned outright." "I can't commute from Boston every day until he turns 18." "I think the idea was that you would relocate." "Relocate to where?" "Here?" "Well, if you look..." "As you can see, your brother worked everything out extremely carefully." "But he can't..." "He can't have meant that." "Uh, he's allowed up to $5,000... to pay for moving expenses." "And there's a small amount set aside for you to draw from as personal income while you settle in." "I mean, assuming that you accept." "What about my Uncle Donny and Aunt Teresa?" "Joe didn't feel that Patrick really had any special relationship or feeling." "I don't understand." "Now, as I think you know, they've moved out to Wisconsin, I believe." "Minnesota." "Minnesota" "Minnetonka, Minnesota." "That's right." "It was my impression that you'd spent a lot of time here over the years." "I was just a backup." "I came up here to look after Patty, yeah, if Joe was in the hospital after my father couldn't do it." "We..." "It was supposed to be Donny." "I'm just a backup." "Well, I can just repeat that I'm astonished that Joe didn't run this by you, thorough as he was." "Yeah, because he knew what I would say if he would have asked." "Hey." "You want to keep it down, you fucking morons?" "My kids are sleeping." "I am so sorry." "I mean..." "Lee, you want to get these fucking pinheads out of my house please?" "Yeah, I do." "I mean, I really do." "She can't talk to us that way." "Yeah." "Hey," "I'm not fucking around." "It's 2:00 in the fucking morning." "Get these fucking assholes dressed and get them the fuck out of here." "We're dressed." "She didn't mean it." "She'll apologize later." "They're already left." "Lee..." "Thanks for hosting, kid-Tell Randi we're sorry." "Drink and drive." "We're so sorry." "You see Jupiter?" "Keep you eyes on the road." "Hey, Tommy." "Goodnight, Joe." "Sorry again." "Go ahead." "Shoot for it, you fucking idiot." "Look, there's the North Star right there." "Right there." "It's due north." "I'll clean up in the morning." "Did you see Jupiter, you fucking asshole?" "Come on." "Fuck you." "Come on." "Lee..." "Lee, nobody can appreciate what you've been through." "If I can say that." "And if you really feel like you can't take this on, well, that's, that's your right." "So who would get him?" "Patrick, can I get you a can of soda or anything?" "No, thank you." "Well, I don't know what's happening with Patrick's mother." "No." "I'm not sure where she is." "What kind condition she's in." "No." "We can't do that." "Oh, God!" "My kids are in there!" "My kids are in there!" "Oh, God!" "Look, Lee"." "Why don't you just..." "Thank you, Wes." "I'll be in touch." "I'm-I'm here." "We were partying pretty hard." "There was beer." "And someone was passing around a joint and there was cocaine." "Cocaine?" "Yes." "Okay, go ahead." "Uh, anyway, our bedroom is in the downstairs, and the kids sleep upstairs, so Randi makes everyone leave around 2:00... or three AM." "And then... she goes back to bed." "So, I go upstairs to check on the kids, and it's fucking freezing up stairs, but I can't use the central heat because it dries out Randi's sinuses, and she gives her really bad headaches." "So I go downstairs and put a fire in the fireplace, and I sit down to watch TV, but there's no more beer." "I'm still jumping around like a jackrabbit." "So I put a couple fire logs in the fire and I..." "Just to warm up the house when I was gone." "And then..." "I am going to the mini-mart, but I'm too wasted and I don't want to drive." "So I walk." "It's about 20 minutes each way." "And about halfway there, and I can't remember if I put the screen on the fireplace." "I figure it's okay." "So I just keep going to the store." "And, uh, that's it." "Log must've rolled out onto the floor." "And the firemen said they pulled Randi out." "She was passed out downstairs." "And..." "Then the furnace blew, and they couldn't go back in again." "And that's all I remember." "Okay, Lee." "That's all for now." "We'll call you if anything else comes up we want to ask you about." "Assuming the forensics bail you out, which I'm assuming they will..." "So what?" "That's it?" "Look, Lee, you made a horrible mistake." "Like a million other people did last night." "Not going to crucify you." "It's not a crime to forget to put the screen on the fireplace." "So I can go?" "Unless something else comes up we don't know about already, yeah." "You got anyone to give you a ride back home?" "Is Joe here, is your dad here?" "Yeah." "Okay." "Please." "All right, let's go." "Bye." "Where ere we going, the orphanage?" "Shut up." "What the hell did I do?" "Just be quiet." "All right." "We got a lot to do." "What about the boat?" "We got to talk to George about it." "There's no use hanging onto it if no one's going to use it." "I'm going to use it." "It's got to be maintained." "I'm maintaining it." "You can't maintain it by yourself." "Why not?" "It's my boat now, isn't it?" "Because you're a minor." "You can't take it out alone." "I'm the trustee." "So what does "trustee" mean?" "I'm in charge of handling everything for you until you turn 18." "Does that mean you're allowed to sell it if I don't want you to?" "I don't know." "But I'd definitely consider it." "No fucking way." "Don't be so goddamn sure of yourself." "There's nobody to run it." "You're 16 years old." "I get my license this year." "Doesn't matter." "You're still a minor." "You can't run a commercial vessel by yourself." "It's a big fucking expense." "I'm the one who's going to manage it, and I'm not going to be here." "Who gives a fuck where you are?" "Patty, I swear to God," "I'm going to knock your fucking block off." "Great parenting." "What?" "What did you say?" "I said great parenting." "Fuck you" "Mind your fucking business, fucking asshole." "Hey, hey, hey." "It's okay, it's okay." "I'm going to smash your fucking face, you fucking asshole." "It's okay, it's okay." "Thank you, thank you." "It's okay." "Uncle Lee, are you fundamentally unsound?" "Fucking asshole." "Get in the fucking car." "I can't obey your orders until you unlock the door." "Shut up." "It's not like the motor's going to die tomorrow, but Joe said it keeps breaking down like a son of a bitch." "Yeah, but we..." "We were going to take a look at it this weekend." "Things are a little bit up in the air." "No, I can take care of it as far as general maintenance is concerned." "But that motor's going to go at some point." "I'm taking care of it." "There's no allotment for a new motor." "Unless, George, you know someone who wants to buy it." "Wait a second." "I'm not selling it." "We're going to be in Boston anyway." "What?" "Since when are we supposed to be in Boston?" "Just take it easy." "Well, whatever you decide, it's going to bleed you dry just sitting here." "We don't know exactly we're doing." "Well, you know, he can always stay with us if he wants to come up weekends." "Do you want to be his guardian?" "Well..." "He doesn't want to be my guardian." "We're trying to lose some kids at this point." "We're just working out logistics." "That's pretty good." "Jesus Christ, you want to stop?" "We've always got a sofa for him." "You know that, right?" "George, that's all right." "I know that." "He's welcome any time." "I know." "Thank you." "Are you brain-damaged?" "You can't just talk to people that." "You don't want to be my guardian, that's fine with me." "It's not that." "It's just the logistics." "I just got to work it all out, I swear." "How?" "By sending me to Wonkatonka, Minnesota with Uncle Donny?" "Minnetonka, Minnesota." "Okay, Minnetonka, Minnesota." "Same difference." "What about my mother?" "The judge would never let that happen." "And anyway, no one knows where she is." "I do." "She's in Connecticut." "At least she was last year." "Since when do you know that?" "Well, she emailed me last year." "So I emailed her back." "You know, email?" "Did your father know you were in touch with her?" "Are you kidding?" "Could we walk?" "I'm freezing." "All I know is..." "I know, I know, I know." "She's a drunk, she's insane, she let the dogs shit on the floor." "It's the last thing your father ever would've wanted." "Suddenly you care what he would've wanted?" "Where to now?" "The funeral parlor." "Great." "Whoa, whoa, whoa." "Where are we going?" "It's in Beverly." "No." "There's no funeral in Manchester?" "homes" "The cemetery's here." "Let's just get this done." "Dude, what is with that guy and the big Serious and Somber Act?" "I don't know." "But seriously, does he not realize that people know he does this every single day?" "I don't know." "Why can't we bury him?" "It's too cold." "The ground is too hard." "They'll bury him in the Spring." "So what do they do with him until then?" "They put him in a freezer." "Are you serious?" "Yes." "That really freaks me out." "It doesn't matter." "Wait a minute." "I think I parked the car the other way." "Sorry." "What about one of those mini-steam shovels?" "What?" "I once saw one of those mini-steam shovels one time in a graveyard in New Haven." "It dug a perfect little hole in about two seconds." "I don't really know how you would get a hold of one." "Or how much it would cost." "Why can't we just look into it?" "Because you can't use heavy equipment in the historic Rosedale Cemetery." "Why not?" "Because there are very important people who are buried there, and their descendants don't want steam shovels vibrating over their dead bodies." "Why can't we just bury him someplace else?" "'Cause that's the plot that Joe bought." "Don't ask me why, but if you want make some other arrangements, you want to find someplace else to bury him, you want to talk to the mortician, and you want to call up Sacred Heart and talk to Father Martin" "and then find out how much that's going to cost and make all those arrangements, be my guest, otherwise, let's just leave it, okay?" "I'm just saying I don't like him being in a freezer." "Yeah." "I don't like it, either, but it isn't him 'cause he's gone." "It's just his body." "I'm just saying it kind of freaks me out." "Oh, goddammit, where did I park the car?" "Yeah, I don't know, but I wish you'd figure it out 'cause I'm freezing my ass off." "You don't have a normal winter coat?" "Yeah." "Yeah, I do." "Why don't you wear gloves with real fingers on them?" "Oh, God, fuck." "Oh, fuck, where'd I park this motherfucking car?" "Damn, it's cold." "Why?" "What's the matter with your winter jacket?" "Seriously, Patty?" "Just turn the heat on." "It's on already." "Turn it up a little." "It's all the way up." "It's blowing fucking freezing air on me." "It takes a minute to warm up." "What year did you get this thing, 1928?" "Where's the horse that goes with this fucking car?" "Maybe he can breathe on us." "I swear to God..." "I know." "Why don't we keep my dad in here for the next three months?" "You'd save a fucking fortune." "Will you shut the fuck up about the freezer?" "You want me to have a nervous breakdown because there's undertakers and a funeral?" "Who cares?" "No, I don't." "Okay, It's getting warmer." "I got band practice." "Can you drive me home so I can get my stuff and take me over to my girlfriend's house?" "Sure." "Is this is the same girl who was over at the house?" "No, that was Silvie, and this is Sandy." "And they don't know about each other, so, uh, please don't say anything in case it comes up." "I won't." "Do you actually have sex with these girls?" "Well, we don't just play computer games." "With both of them?" "Well, with Sandy's morn here, it's sort of uh, strictly just like basement business." "What does that mean?" "It means I'm working on it." "♪ I got to run ♪" "♪ I got to run ♪" "♪ I, I, I, I, I, I, I got to ♪" "♪, I, I, I, I, I I got to run ♪" "Stop." "Joel, man, what are you doing?" "What did I do?" "You're way behind, man." "No, I'm not." "You're a little behind." "You got to stay with the bass." "Come on, man." "Just stay with me, all right?" "Let's go." "All right." "I'm sorry." "Yeah, come on." "Come on, let's go." "All right, guys, let's go again." "Otto, are you good'?" "Are you good, buddy?" "We are Stentorian." "One, two, three." "♪ I got to run ♪" "♪ I got to run ♪" "♪ I, I, I, I, I, I, ♪" "♪ I got to I, I, I, I, I, I, ♪" "Hi." "Are you Lee?" "I'm Jill, Sandy's mom." "I think they're wrapping up." "Do you want to come inside and have a beer or something?" "No." "That's all right." "Thank you." "I wanted to offer my condolences about Joe." "He was a terrific guy." "There's not too many like him." "He was a wonderful father." "Thank you." "I was..." "I was going to ask Patrick if he wants to stay for supper, if that's okay with you." "You want to join us?" "I made way too much." "Oh." "Uh..." "That's all right." "I'll just come back and get him." "What time should I come back?" "Oh, I don't know." "Nine, nine thirty." "They're going to do their homework together." "Supposedly." "Ha, ha, ha." "All right." "I'll come back at 9:30." "Okay." "Well, you change your mind in the next ten minutes, we're right inside." "Okay, thanks." "Jesus Christ." "How do you unbuckle this?" "I'm scraping the skin off my knuckles." "Just take your hand out." "Ow." "Would you please just take your hand out of my cunt?" "Okay, okay." "Oh, we're taking our pants off?" "I'm taking my pants off." "I don't know what you're doing." "I'm taking my pants off." "Come on." "You got to take your shoe off first." "Jesus." "I'm trying." "Hey, kids?" "Come on, have some dinner." "Thanks, mom." "We'll be right down." "Thanks, JHL" "One second." "I just got to log off." "Would you shut up?" "She's not retarded." "Why are you picking on me?" "I'm not picking on you." "You'll get me in trouble." "I'm not going to get in trouble." "What are you trying to do?" "How's the math homework?" "It's good." "Very frustrating." "Good." "Yeah, those algorithms are a bitch." "This is really good, Jill." "Thank you, Patrick." "This is a homemade Cabonara sauce?" "Jesus." "Shut up." "No." "You could've fooled me." "Jesus." "What?" "What?" "You're such a kiss ass." "Sandy." "Because I appreciate your mother's cooking?" "Good night." "Good night." "Aren't you going to ask what happened?" "I don't want to know." "I guess not." "Come on." "Begeron closes, dinks and scores." "Alex Dean." "Hello?" "Hello, Lee?" "It's Randi." "Hello ?" "Yeah, sorry, I'm here." "Hi, how are you?" "I'm okay." "How are you?" "Good." "I was just calling..." "George told me about Joe." "I just wanted to call and say I'm sorry." "I hope you don '2' mind me calling." "No, it's fine." "Thank you, I don't mind." "How are you?" "Not so good right now." "I guess we should've seen It coming, bu!" "It's still herd to believe." "Yeah." "How's Patrick doing?" "He's good." "Beyond the obvious, obviously." "He's okay, he's fine." "I mean, I don't know, you know how kids are." "It's hard to tell." "He doesn't really open up with me, but he seems fine." "He's got a lot off friends, so." "Well, that's good." "Good, yeah." "So, I don't know if you planned a service, yet, but I was also going to ask you if you wouldn't mind," "I'd like to be there, if it's okay with you." "Yeah, it's fine." "I don't mind." "Okay, thank you." "It would mean a lot' to me- You should come." "I'll let you know when it's going to be." "Thank you." "So, can I ask..." "How are you?" "I don't know." "How are you?" "I don't know." "We're doing pretty well." "I should probably tell you." "I'm going to be..." "Actually, I'm pregnant." "Oh, yeah'?" "Yeah." "You know, like ready to pop." "Oh, I didn't know that." "I didn't know if I should tell you, but..." "No, it's fine." "Congratulations." "Thank you" "You would probably deduce it for yourself when you see me." "Yeah." "So I, you know, I just wanted to say, you know..." "Actually, um, I'm sorry." "I didn't mean to cut you off." "I've just got to go..." "I just wanted to make sure it's okay if me and Josh come to the funeral." "It's totally okay." "Thank you, Lee." "God bless-Bye-So long." "So, how you holding up?" "What's the matter?" "No." "I said how you holding up?" "It's a stupid question." "You get some food?" "Oh, I had some cheese." "You had some cheese?" "Asshole." "I'll get you something." "I don't want anything." "Hey, Janine." "Sure?" "Sure." "Never mind." "What?" "Forget it." "Skip it." "I can't hear a goddamn word you're saying." "What?" "Did Lee gel' food?" "He didn't..." "What?" "Did Lee get food?" "No." "He doesn't want any." "We're good." "Forget it." "He doesn't..." "We're fine." "He doesn't want any." "Hey, is it okay if I invite Silvie over?" "Uh, which one is she?" "She's the one with the, uh, the brown hair." "No." "What do you mean, no?" "I don't like her." "I don't want her in the house right now." "Why not?" "You don't even have to talk to her." "Sorry." "Go to her house." "Call one of your friends." "That's it." "Would it be cool with your mom if I came over there?" "I have no idea." "Okay." "I'll talk to you tomorrow." "Well, I can't stay there, either." "Sorry about that." "You going to stay in here?" "Yeah, why not?" "Hm?" "I thought maybe you'd want to stay in Dad's room." "Why?" "You want me to?" "No, it's just a better room." "And he's not using it." "Okay." "I'll stay in there." "We're not going to be here that much longer anyway." "I'm not moving to Boston, Uncle Lee." "Well, I don't want to talk about that right now." "You said he left you money so you could move." "Yeah, but that doesn't mean..." "Anyway, what's in Boston?" "You're a janitor." "So what?" "You could do that anywhere." "There's plenty of toilets and clogged-up drains all over town." "I don't want to talk about it." "All my friends are here." "I'm on the hockey team." "I'm on the basketball team." "I got to maintain our boat now." "I work on George's boat two days a week." "I got two girlfriends, and I'm in a band." "You're a janitor in Quincy." "What the hell do you care where you live?" "I got to go to sleep." "Good night." "Where are you going to stay tonight?" "I don't know." "A motel." "What time you going to call me?" "When I get to the motel." "If I don't hear from you by 9:00, I'm going to call the cops." "You understand?" "Yes, yes." "Patrick, come say goodbye to your Uncle Lee." "That's okay." "No, it's not." "Patrick." "Coming." "I'm going to see him." "Bye, Uncle Lee." "So long." "Patty?" "I think there's something wrong with me." "What do you mean, like what?" "Are you sick?" "I don't know." "I feel really weird." "I'm sick." "I'm having a panic attack." "What do you mean?" "Hey." "I don't know." "Can you get that shit out of here please?" "Get rid of what?" "I don't know." "I don't know." "The food?" "I feel really weird." "You want me to get rid of the food?" "I don't know." "Patrick." "Hey, do you want me to take you to the hospital?" "I don't know." "Do you want me to call your friends?" "I don't know." "What do you want me to do?" "I don't know." "Patty, are you going to bed?" "Leave me alone." "I don't think I should lei' you keep the door shut-Just go away." "I will." "Just open up the door." "Fuck you." "Jesus Christ." "What's your problem?" "I said open the door." "Are you having a breakdown?" "Should we take you to the hospital?" "No, no." "I'm just freaking out." "Okay, fine." "But I can't let you freak out with the door closed." "And if you're going to freak out every time that you see a frozen chicken," "I think we should go to the hospital." "I don't know anything about this." "I just don't like him being in the freezer." "You've expressed that very clearly." "I don't like it, either." "But there's nothing we can do about it." "I'm not going to bother you." "I'm going to just sit here until you calm down." "All right, I'm calmer now." "Would you please just go away?" "No." "Cool." "How much are they paying you?" "Minimum wage plus the room." "All right." "Let's go get some furniture." "I got furniture." "No, you don't." "This doesn't count as furniture." "This is not a room." "Let's go get some furniture." "Get off my back." "Patty." "Come on, let's go." "Let's go." "There you go." "All right." "Better?" "Better." "So listen." "You can stay here until your school lets out." "That'll give me some time to set things up in Boston better." "Maybe you can do some stuff for George in the summer if you want." "And you don't get jerked out of your life overnight." "Okay?" "Are you asking me or telling me?" "I'm telling you that's the best I can do." "What do you care whether it's okay with me or not?" "It's 45 minutes away." "You can come back here any time you want." "It's an hour and a..." "Is that a joke?" "It's an hour and a half at least." "No, it's not." "An hour 15, depending on traffic." "You couldn't get from here to Quincy in half an hour if you flew in a fucking spaceship." "Okay, fuck it." "I need lunch money." "Hey, Patrick." "Hey, Patrick." "Patrick." "So, are you going to Godspell?" "I'm thinking about it." "All right." "Goodbye." "Are those your girlfriends, too?" "They wish." "Doesn't George give you money for working on his boat?" "Yeah, but I'm saving that." "For what?" "New motor." "Are you going to Godspell?" "Oh, come on." "Oh, come on." "Hello?" "Hello, Lee?" "Lee?" "Lee, is that you?" "Hello?" "What happened to your hand?" "I cut it." "Oh, for a minute there I didn't know what happened." "Is there some reason why you didn't tell me my morn tried to call me?" "She wrote me you hung up on her." "She's in Essex." "She wants me to come have lunch and meet her fiancée." "What did you think?" "She couldn't get in touch with me?" "I hung up on her because I didn't know what to say to her." "And I didn't tell you because I didn't know what to say to you." "I'm sorry." "You can't stop me talking to her." "I don't give a shit what you do." "No, but you won't let my girlfriend stay over." "You hate my mother so much you won't even tell me she called." "You'd rather drag me to Quincy and ruin my life and let somebody else be my guardian." "There is nobody else." "I can live in Essex with my Mom." "No, you can't." "She's not an alcoholic anymore." "She wants me to stay with her, then that solves all our problems." "I can take the same bus to my same school and keep all my friends and the boat, and you can go back to Boston and still check in on me or whatever, if you want to." "I can't do that." "Why not?" "Patty, I'm sorry I hung up on her." "I'll call her back." "If she seems semi-human to me, you can go and have lunch with her and her fiancé." "That's it." "I don't want to talk about this anymore." "Okay, soon as we clear, open it up and we'll see what we can do." "Okay." "Oh." "Lee?" "Hey.- Hey." "What do you say?" "How are you?" "Yeah, good." "How are you?" "All right." "Yeah." "I'm really sorry to hear about Joe." "Yeah, thanks." "How's Patrick doing?" "Good." "Yeah?" "Good." "What's going on?" "You know, I'm back, I'm thinking about staying through the summer." "I was wondering if you had any work." "I could pick up some hours." "Sure, sure." "Walter's down in Boston, so..." "Oh, he is?" "Yeah, he should be back tomorrow if you want to come by." "He's coming back up tomorrow?" "Yeah, give him a call." "Well, I will give him a call, yeah." "That's a good idea." "Absolutely." "Okay, all right." "Hey." "Yeah, all right." "Good to see you." "Thanks, Jerry." "I don't want to see him in here again." "So long, Patrick." "How's the motor?" "George says the piston's going to go right through the block any minute now." "Unfortunately, that's a problem." "We can't afford to keep the boat if we can't run it, and we can't run it if it's got a broken motor." "Let's take out a loan." "And pay it back with what?" "We hire it out till we pay the loan back, obviously." "Unfortunately for you, I'm in charge of your finances until you turn 21, and I'm not comfortable taking out enormous loans on your behalf." "I have band practice." "Can you drive me home to get my stuff, and then drive me over to Sandy's house?" "Sure." "Why don't you take a Drivers' Ed course?" "Dad made me promise not to drive till I was 17." "Okay, we'll stick with that then." "Do you want to stay for dinner?" "I think Sandy's mother likes you." "No, she doesn't." "I happen to know that she does." "This could be good for both of us." "I'd really rather not." "Well... can you at least just hang out with her for half an hour so I can be alone with Sandy without her mother knocking on the door every 20 seconds?" "Come on, man." "All you got to do is talk to her." "Why can't you help me out a little bit for once instead of dragging me to the lawyers and the funeral parlor and the morgue?" "Anyway, she's really nice." "♪ Tell me why ♪" "♪ Why ♪" "♪ Why do you need me Why do you want me ♪" "Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop." "Otto." "What?" "I'm too slow?" "Too fast, man." "You're dragging." "You're way too fast, man." "I'm too fast." "Dude, you're like pulling out of the fucking station ahead of me." "Oh, my god, you guys." "Leave him alone." "I'm like, are you serious about this band, or what?" "Okay, all right." "Just lay off him." "Get off my back." "All right, everybody just chill here." "Let's just, um, let's just go again." "We are Stentorian." "Patrick is one of my favorite people." "That's good." "How's it going up there, you guys?" "It's going fine." "We're right in the middle of something." "We're just banging out those compound fractions." "At least we know where they are, right?" "That's true." "How many of those do you generally got to go through before you pick a winner?" "I'd like to see you use one of these goddamn things with all these interruptions." "Oh, fuck." "What happened?" "Are you okay?" "I tripped over your fucking doll house." "Oh, my God, did you break it?" "I don't know." "I'm fine though, by the way." "Oh, my God." "My grandmother gave me that when I was five years old." "It was literally her doll house from when she was a little girl." "What's it doing on the fucking floor?" "It's a doll house." "That's where you play with it." "Sandy, what is going on up there?" "Nothing." "Patrick just stubbed his toe on Mummer's doll house." "But it's okay." "That doll house belonged to my mother." "If you're going to smash it to pieces..." "Nobody's smashing it to pieces." "Don't worry Jill, I'm okay." "My toe's going to be okay." "Yes-Do you want to fuck me or not?" "Could I get you another beer, Lee?" "I'm good." "Thank you." "Would you excuse me, Lee, one sec?" "Sure." "Is it on?" "Yes." "It's a miracle." "Okay, hurry up." "One second please." "Get out of the way." "I'm sorry." "What's up?" "I'm really sorry." "I know you're trying to work, but I can't sit down there much longer." "Why?" "What's the problem?" "He won't talk." "I've been trying to make conversation for half an hour." "I realize I'm not the most fascinating person in the world, Oh, Mum." "But it's very, very strained." "What's going on?" "She can't get your uncle to talk." "He likes sports." "I'm sorry to bust things up, but how much longer do you think you're going to be?" "Could you maybe turn on a game?" "I'm sorry." "Shut up Mommy, please." "You were a tremendous help." "I didn't ask to sit down there." "You can't make small talk?" "Like every other grown up in the world?" "You can't talk about boring bullshit for half an hour?" "Hey, how about those interest rates?" "No." "I lost my Triple A card." "Like everybody else?" "No, sorry." "You're a fucking asshole." "Where did you say she lives?" "'Cause there are no houses there." "None." "What, does she live in a fucking sleeping bag?" "119 Pigeon Hill Street." "Pigeon Hill Street or Pigeon Hill Road?" "Pigeon Hill Street." "Pigeon Hill Street, Pigeon Hill Court, Pigeon Hill Road." "Street." "Pigeon Hill Street." "This is Pigeon Hill Road." "Okay." "You have no GPS whatsoever?" "No, I've got a little fucking cartoon movie." "You want me to punch it in for you?" "No, I don't, I've got." "Thank you." "Okay, listen." "Are you nervous?" "Yeah, I'm nervous." "What, are you a fucking genius?" "Okay, skip it." "I just want you to text me if anything gets weird." "Okay." "Thank you." "Oh, my gosh." "Is that my Patrick?" "Hi, Mom." "Oh." "I'm so happy." "Come in." "Welcome to my home." "Patrick, this is my fella." "Jeffrey, this is Patrick." "Great to finally meet you, Patrick." "Nice to meet you." "Yeah." "And this is Lee." "Hey." "Welcome." "Jeffrey." "Lee." "Now, Lee, you sure you can't stay for lunch?" "Uh, I'm positive." "Thanks." "Come." "Uh, are you sure I can't help with..." "No, thanks, honey." "Your job is to relax." "That is your number one assignment, okay?" "Okay, all right." "I'm really going to apply myself." "Oh, I was just joking." "I know you were." "So was I." "How we getting along?" "Great." "Great." "You don't have to be so polite, you know." "I'm not being polite." "Did you want to wash your hands before we eat?" "Yes." "For what we are about to receive, let us give thanks." "Amen." "Amen." "You can say amen, Patrick." "Nobody's trying to recruit you." "I did say amen." "Oh, you did?" "Okay." "You don't have to." "Yeah, I know." "I just said it really quietly." "Oh, it's fine." "Honey, look, I know I'm going to be a shock to you in a lot of ways." "I'm hoping it's a good shock." "Yeah." "You need anything else, Patrick?" "I hope everything's okay." "Oh, yeah, everything's great." "You don't have to be so formal." "I'm not." "I think your mother wants you to feel that..." "I'm just saying that this is your home, too." "I want it to be." "And..." "I know," "I know, uh, things are different for you and..." "I don't know." "That's okay." "What are you studying in school, Patrick?" "Oh, well, the usual stuff." "You know what?" "I'm going to be right back" "Does anybody need anything from the kitchen?" "No, thanks." "I'm good, no." "Did you get some string beans?" "Oh, no, not yet." "Thank you." "Uh, let me um..." "Let me just see what she's doing in there." "So, what was she like?" "I don't know." "She was pretty nervous." "Yeah?" "What was that guy like?" "He was very Christian." "Uh, you know, we're Christian, too, right?" "Yes, I know that." "You are aware that Catholics are Christians?" "Yes, I'm aware of that." "Well, sounds like she's doing better anyway." "She's not drinking." "She's not in the psych ward." "Wow." "Wow what?" "You'll do anything to get rid of me." "What?" "You heard me." "That's not true." "Dear Patrick, I'm writing to thank you for today." "Your visit meant the world to your mom." "We are both deeply grateful for the love and trust that you've shown by offering to rejoin her life." "But I feel it would be unfair to your mom to rush her along the long and challenging road ahead, and so I'm going to ask you to write to me in future to arrange any further visits." "I hope you won't take this as an intrusion..." "Where's your friends tonight?" "I don't know." "Why don't you call that girl Sandy, and see if she'll come over?" "No, thanks." "Nice try, though." "Who are you going to shoot?" "You or me?" "Do you know what these things are worth?" "No" "Want to try and sell them so you can get a motor for the boat?" "That's a really good idea." "♪ I never cared much for moonlit skies ♪" " This is awesome." " It is awesome." "You want to drive?" "Sure." "All right." "Oh, my God." "I'm sorry." "That's all right." "Just straighten her out." "That's okay." "♪ Or candlelight On the mistletoe ♪" "♪ But now when you turn The lamp down low ♪" "♪ I'm beginning To see the light ♪" "♪ Used to ramble Through the park ♪" "♪ Shadow boxing In the dark ♪" "♪ Then you came And caused a spark ♪" "Hey, I got to run some chores." "I'll be back in a couple of hours." "You want anything?" "No, thank you." "No, thanks, Mr. Chandler." "Thank you." "♪ I never made love By lantern shine ♪" "Set up." "What are you talking about?" "Oh, yeah, how's Silvie?" "Who?" "Just open the door." "♪ Are burning mine ♪" "♪ I'm beginning To see the light ♪" "♪ I never cared much For moonlit skies ♪" "♪ I never wink back Al' fireflies ♪" "♪ But now that the stars Are in your eyes ♪" "♪ I'm beginning To see the light ♪" "♪ I never went in For afterglow ♪" "♪ Or candlelight On the mistletoe ♪" "♪ But now when you turn The lamp down low ♪" "♪ I'm beginning to see ♪" "Lee." "♪ The light ♪" "Hi." "Hi." "Rachel, this is Lee." "Hello." "Lee, this is Rachel." "Hi." "And this is Dylan." "You can't see him too good." "Hi, Dylan." "Very handsome." "Randi, you want me to get the car and pick you up?" "Yeah." "Oh, that's okay." "Actually, I got to go." "Actually, could we, um, could we talk for a second?" "Sure." "Okay." "I'll just pull around." "Just be a few minutes." "Nice to meet you." "Yeah, you, too." "Be right back." "Um..." "I don't have anything big to say." "That's okay." "Just..." "I know you been around, and I thought..." "Just been getting Patrick settled in." "It seems like he's doing pretty good." "Considering." "I think he is." "Yeah." "I guess you don't know this, but I..." "I really kept in touch with Joe." "I knew that." "It's been kind of weird for me not seeing Patrick..." "Okay." "I didn't know." "You can see him if you want." "Could we ever have lunch?" "You mean us?" "You and me?" "Yeah." "Um..." "Because I, uh..." "I said a lot of terrible things to you." "No." "But I..." "I know you never..." "Maybe you don't want to talk to me." "It's not that." "Let me finish." "However... my heart was broken." "'Cause it's always going to be broken." "And I know yours is broken, too." "But I don't have to carry..." "I said things that..." "I should fucking burn in hell for what I said to you." "No, no, no, no." "It was just..." "Randi, no." "I'm just sorry." "I-I-I can't, I can't..." "Lee, I love you." "Maybe I shouldn't say that." "You can say that." "I just..." "I'm sorry." "I've got to go." "We couldn't have lunch?" "I'm really sorry." "I don't think so." "I thank you for saying everything that you said." "You can't just die." "I'm not, I'm not, and I'm not, and I'm..." "Honey..." "I want you to be happy." "Honey, I see you walking around here... and I just want to tell you..." "I would want to talk to you, Randi..." "But Lee..." "Please, I-I-I..." "Lee, Lee, you got to..." "I'm" "I'm..." "I don't know what..." "I don't want to torture you." "You're not torturing me." "I just want to tell you that I was wrong." "No, no." "You don't understand." "There's nothing there." "There's nothing there." "That's not true." "That's not true." "There's nothing there." "You don't understand." "I don't know what to say." "I can understand." "I know you understand." "I've got to go." "Sorry." "I'm sorry." "Sorry, buddy." "That's all right." "Look out, look out, look out." "Break it up, break it up." "Break it up." "Break it up." "Get off him." "Break it up." "Break it up." "Break it up." "Break it up." "Break it up." "Get him out of here, George." "He's Joey Chandler's brother." "Back off, back off." "Break it up." "Settle down." "Settle down." "Fuck that motherfucker." "Settle down." "Settle down, all right?" "Are we cool?" "Fuck you." "Fuck him." "Get off." "You'll fucking kill him." "Should he go to the hospital?" "I don't think so." "Nothing's broken." "What did they fucking hit him with, a baseball bat?" "They all just said he started swinging." "Where's Patrick?" "He's with the kids." "I sent them out for burgers." "No, no, no, no." "Lee, sit down." "Sit down, it's all right." "Let me give you some money." "No, Lee, I go!" "if" "I'll give you some money." "Put that away." "I got it." "No, I got it." "Put your money away." "I got it." "It's on me." "Let me give you some coffee." "Drink this." "Come on." "Come on, buddy." "Can I get you anything, Uncle Lee?" "Oh, no, thanks, buddy." "All right." "I'm going to go to bed." "Good night, kiddo." "Thomas." "Drives to the basket, gets two." "That's what you want." "Daddy?" "Daddy?" "Yes, honey." "Can't you see we're burning?" "No, honey." "You're not burning." "Uncle Lee, what is that smell?" "I just burnt the sauce." "Everything's okay." "Yeah." "I got a job in Boston." "Starts in July." "What is it?" "Custodian." "Handy man." "But it's just two buildings this time, so..." "And what uh, delightful Boston neighborhood have you selected for us to live in?" "None." "What do you mean?" "You don't have to move to Boston." "I'm going to be in Charles town." "And George is going to take you." "What?" "I talked to him last week." "I explained the situation to them." "Georgie Junior's going to BU in the fall, and Jimmy graduates next year." "We can rent this house out until you turn 18, and then you can come back and stay if you want." "When you turn 21, you're allowed to sell it or keep it, or whatever you want to do." "We definitely have to hire out the boat when the summer's over." "Just like we talked about." "And when you get your license, we can..." "We can just figure that out when it happens." "I'm still the trustee, and all the financial stuff that Joe set up for me is going to get transferred over to George." "Basically everything is staying the same, except you don't have to move." "And, but who's..." "Are they going to be my guardians, or..." "They're going to adopt you." "Anyway, that's just how I set it up." "You don't have to." "It's up to you." "So you're just going to disappear?" "No." "No." "I set it up this way so you could stay here." "And they're really glad to have you." "I know, I know." "I mean, they're great, but..." "Why can't you stay?" "Come on, Patty." "I can't beat it." "I can't beat it." "I'm sorry." "What do you think?" "I think it'll be okay." "Are you one of Stan Chandler's boys?" "Yeah, I'm Lee." "I used to play chess with your father a long time ago." "He was a excellent chess player." "That's him." "He's not still living, is he?" "No." "One of the sons passed away recently, I heard." "Uh, yeah, my brother Joe." "Very personable man." "My father passed away in 1959." "A young man." "He worked on a tuna boat." "He get up one morning, some weather, nothing dramatic, and he never returned." "No signals, no maydays." "No one ever found out what happened to him." "I'm going to get some ice cream." "Go ahead." "Can I have some money?" "Yes." "So, when am I supposed to move in with Georgie?" "July." "I don't even have a place to live, yet." "They don't give you an apartment?" "Yeah, but I'm looking for one with an extra room." "Or room for a pull-out sofa." "What for?" "So you can come visit sometime." "Or if you're going to look at colleges in Boston, you can stay overnight." "I'm not going to college." "Well, I'll have an extra room for all my shit." "Do we have to talk about this now?" "No." "Great throw." "Just let it go." "Heads up."