"Why do they always put braces on teenage girls... at the exact moment when they're most self-conscious about their appearance?" "I don't know." " Tom..." " I see him." " Tom!" " Jesus!" "Tom!" "Hello, Amy." "Hi, Darryl." "Amy, would you tell the kids you'll be right back, and... shut the door and step outside and talk to us for a minute?" "Okay." "Be right back, you guys!" "You're not supposed to go out, Amy." "She's going to smoke a cigarette." "Rudy, come on, I'm really late!" "Come on." " How was school?" " Stupid." "Why do you say that?" "We're supposed to write a story for English homework." "But they didn't tell us what it's supposed to be about." "What do you mean?" "I mean, they didn't tell us what it's supposed to be about." "They said do whatever you want." "Well, what's wrong with that?" "I don't know, I just think it's unstructured." "Well, I'm sure you'll think of something." "If you can't, I'll help you." "Okay, here." " Don't forget your backpack." " It's not a backpack, it's a knapsack." "Then don't forget the knapsack." "Hey, Give me a hug." "Okay." " Guess who's been asking for you?" " Oh no, really?" "Is that his car?" "Oh, yeah." "Yeah, come in." "Mister Everett." "Oh yeah, Brian." "Brian, hi." "I'm Samantha Ann Prescott." "I'm the lending officer." "Yeah, hi." "Hi." "How are you?" "Have a seat." " I am so sorry I was late." " Yeah, we missed you before..." "I got held up." "Believe me, it's nothing I make a habit of." "I'm sure it's not." "Actually, would you get that door for me, please?" "So I always run out at 3:15 to meet him... then run real quick over to the sitter's house." "Anyway, Larry never seemed to mind about it, so I was... hoping you'd feel the same way about it too." "Well, Samantha, I realize that Scottsville is not exactly a major banking center." "No, it's not." "No, I know it's not." "But it's kind of a personal challenge for me... to see what we can do to bring local service... up to the kinds of standards that we'd try to meet... if we were the biggest branch in the state." "Now, that means I don't want anybody running out at 3:15 or 3:30... or whenever the bus happens to come in that day." "So is there anybody else who can pick up your son after school?" " Does your husband work in the area?" " Ah, no." "Rudy Sr. isn't on the scene, so to speak." "Well, I can give you a few days to make some other arrangements, but..." "Well, Brian..." "I understand what you're saying and I think it's great." "I do." "Because there's a lot of things here that could use some attention, believe me." "But I've been meeting this bus every day for 3 years now, and it really does, it just takes 15 minutes, and if I take the time out of my lunch hour..." "Well, I'd prefer if you would make some other arrangement." "Okay?" "I'll do my best." "So how old's your son?" "He's eight." "That's a terrific age." "You got a letter from Uncle Terry." "What?" "What room is he going to stay in?" "He can stay in the little room." "And you know what?" "He's not gonna live here." "He's only coming to stay here for a little while." "And it's okay if you don't remember him, because you were only 6 the last time he was here." "But..." "I think it'll be nice if you got a chance to know each other." "Don't you think?" "Rudy, would it distract you if I put on some music?" "No." "Did you think of a story?" "Uh-huh." "What's it about?" "My father." "What... what about your father?" "It's just a made-up story about him." "Can I read it when you're done?" "It's not very good." "Don't say that." "Anyway, Bob, it's kind of this adventure story." "Rudy's father is a secret agent... or something, working for the government, and... it made me feel kinda weird." "Because I've never said much to him about Rudy Sr." "Because I don't know what to say." "And I don't know if I should just let him... imagine what he wants to imagine... or if I should sit him down sometime and, you know, tell him... that his father's not such a nice person." "Well, I don't know, Sammy." "What have you told him already?" "Not much." "He knows..." "He knows I don't have the highest opinion of him." "He knows I don't want to see him." "That I don't wanna know anything about him." "I don't wanna have anything to do with him." "But I've tried to keep it kinda neutral." "Anyway, I could go into a lot more detail, believe me." "It's an interesting problem." "I don't really know what to tell you." "It's a little outside my personal field of expertise." "Alright." "I'd be glad to give it some thought." "Okay." "What?" "No, nothing, I'm just glad to see you." "I'm glad you called me." "I bet you were surprised." "Yeah, a little." "I should get going." "Really?" "Yeah, I have the babysitter." "But, thanks for a lovely evening." "Oh, thank you." "Hey." "Hey, Terry." "Where'd you get that hat?" "Got it on the street for a dollar." "It's nice." "Well, it's pretty much your standard woolen hat." "I had a very similar reaction to it." "Can I get that money from you?" "Yeah, sorry." "Is that all you have?" "Yeah." "Can you borrow some more from your brother?" "That would involve speaking to him." "Well, I'm definitely be gone for a couple of days, Sheila." "Why do you have to stay for so long?" "Because my sister's not a bank, okay?" " I can't just show up..." " You think my brother's a bank!" "Can we just cut the puerile crap!" "I'll be back as soon as I can, okay?" "I'm not the kind of guy everyone says I am." "I know you're not." "Okay..." "I'll call you tonight." "Don't you want to tell me that you love me?" "I love you." "That was really convincing." "Well, I think after this is over, you should seriously consider moving back home." "Yeah." "Alright." "So you gonna call me tonight?" "Definitely, yeah." "Hello?" "Terry!" " Whoa..." " Terry!" " That's me." " Terry Prescott." "Give me a hug." "How you doing?" "Good to see you, man." " You too, how you doing?" " Where you been?" " Man, I've been all over the place." " Where you headed?" "Just going up to see Sammy." " Yeah, yeah." " So she said you've been to Alaska?" "Oh, how you doing, Mr. Parker?" "Good to see you again." "Take care." "So you working?" "Yeah, yeah." "Sammy says she gets postcards from all across the country." "Yeah, kinda been all over, man." "Good to have you back here." "Thanks, Darryl." "Keep enforcing the peace." "It'll be a little harder now you're here, but I'll do what I can." " No man, I'm just visiting." " Oh, yeah." "I'll see you around." "Don't be a stranger, alright?" " Sorry about yesterday." " I don't care." "I was studying the bus description, and I got on the wrong bus." " I missed my stop." " I don't care, Terry." "I'm so glad to see you." "I'm glad to see you too, Sammy." "So, you're coming from work?" "No, it's Saturday." "Yeah, no, it's just that you dressed so formally." "No, you know, I thought I'd..." "I thought it was special occasion." "Which it is." "No, it's good, it's good." "I thought I'd get dressed up too." "It's okay." "You look fine." "Yeah, this is the haute cuisine of garments." "What?" "Nothing, nothing." "So how are you?" "I'm fine, Terry." "So, how's Rudy?" "We're fine, Terry." "How are you?" "Yeah..." "Where have you been lately, Terry?" "I know, I haven't been..." "I got a postcard from you, from Alaska." "Yeah, yeah, I was up there for a little while." " That was in the fall, Terry." " Yeah I know, I've been out of touch." "I was a little worried." "I mean..." "I've been a lot of different places." "I was... down in Florida for a little while." "I was doing some work in Orlando." "I've been all over the place." "Well, I wish you had just let me know you were okay." "Yeah, I didn't realize it had been so long." "You stay in town for a while?" "Well, I don't know." "I got all these things I got to do back in Worcester." "Oh." "So, I'm probably not gonna be able to stay more than a day or so." "Oh." "I'm trying to keep to a schedule of sorts." "I... that's alright." "It's a very wordy story, but I don't wanna trouble you with it right now." "Are you expecting someone?" "Who would I be expecting here?" "You just keep looking around, that's all." "Oh, I was just wondering if we could get some more refreshments, actually." "I actually gotta confess to you, Sammy... that the reason that you may not have heard from me for while... is that I've been unable to write on the account of the fact that..." "I was in jail for a little while." "You were what?" "I served a little time, I guess." "Down in Florida, it was just bullshit." "What?" " It was just for bullshit!" " What did you do?" "Anything!" "Did it occur to you that maybe I was wronged?" " No!" "Oh my god!" " Could you please let me..." " Please let me tell you what happened." " What happened?" "I got into a fight in a bar in Florida, witch I was not the one who instigated." "But then they worked the police bullshit against me... and they threw me in the pen for 3 months." "And I didn't write you 'cause I didn't want you to get all upset about it." "I thought you would figure that I was on the road for a while." "It was stupid, I'm sorry." "I didn't mean to make you worry." "But you know what?" "I can't run around doing stuff or not doing stuff... because it'll make you worry." "Because I come back here... and tell you my fuckin' traumas and I get this wounded." "I've let you down, bullshit." "Over and over again." "It just cramps me." "I just wanna get out from under it." "And now I'm back in this fucking hole explaining myself to you again!" "Please, stop cursing at me." "I realize I'm in no position to basically say anything ever... but it's not like I'm down there in some redneck bar in Florida... having an argument with some stripper's boyfriend... and I suddenly say to myself, "Hey... this would be a great time to really stick it to Sammy... and get myself locked up for a few months."" "You don't write me for 6 months." "I don't know where you are!" "I don't know if you're alive or dead, and then suddenly... you show up out of nowhere and you tell me you were in jail?" "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Sammy." "I'm really sorry." "Sammy..." "What?" " I'm in the midst of a slight predicament." " What do you need, money?" "Um, yeah." "I'm broke." "I gotta get back to Worcester tomorrow," "I got this girl there, and she's kind of in a bad situation." "So..." "I just need to borrow some money." "Whatever you can spare." "I'll pay you back, man." "I'll pay you back!" "I just..." "I really wish mom was here." " So do I, man." " No one knows what to do with you." "I know how they feel, man." "Terry, can I ask you a question?" "Sure." "I mean... do you ever go to church anymore?" "Come on, Sammy, can we not talk about that shit?" "Do you?" " No, Sammy." "I don't." " Can you tell me why not?" "Yeah, because I think it's ridiculous." "Well, can you tell me without denigrating it?" "It's primitive, okay, it's a fairy tale." "Well, have you ever considered that maybe that's part... of what's making things so difficult for you?" " No." " That you've lost hold of every..." "Not just your religious feeling, but lost hold of any kind of anchor." "Any kind of trust in anything." "No wonder you drift around so much." "What's to stop you?" "How would you ever know if you found the right thing?" "I'm not looking for anything, man." "I'm just trying to get on with it." "Here we go." " Thank you." " Thank you." "Thanks, Sammy." "I'm really going to pay you back." " Where we going?" " Pick up Rudy." "Do you even want me to visit now?" "'Cause I can catch the bus at 5 o'clock, ...if that's what you want." " Of course I want you to visit, you idiot!" "I've been looking forward to seeing you more than anything." "I've told everybody I know that you were coming home." "I cleaned the whole fucking house so it would look nice for you." "I thought you'd stay at least a few days," "I had no idea that you were just broke again!" "I just wish you'd send me an invoice." "Hi, is that Malcom?" "Hi." "This is Terry Prescott." "I'm trying to get a hold of Sheila... and the phone isn't picking up, and I was wondering if maybe you guys..." "She what?" "Well, is she alright?" "Can I talk to her, please?" "Okay." "Then could you please give her a message and tell her that I..." "That girl I'm with tried to kill herself." "What?" "She tired to kill herself." "You have everything you need?" "I think so." "What are you going to do?" "I don't know." "Send her the money, I guess." "Maybe you should stay home for a while." "Yeah, maybe that'd be a good idea." "This 15 year old says she's sick of her brother trying to control her." "Dropped out of school, she's doing drugs, she says there's nothing he can do about it." "I'm going to bed." "You have everything you need?" "Oh, yeah, thanks." "Goodnight." "Goodnight." "Terry, I'm really glad you're home." "Yeah, me too, Sammy." "Okay." "So we'll drop Rudy off at the bus, then all you have to do is drop me off at the bank... and then pick Rudy up at 3:30 and drive him over to Carol's house." "And that's it." "She lives on Harvey Lane, right pass where the Dewitt's still live." "Okay." "Rudy knows where she lives." "Okay." "God, Mabel, don't those colors hurt your eyes?" "Oh no, keeps me fresh." "Yeah?" "Hi Sammy." "What can I do for ya'?" "Umm, Brian, did you want us to hand these time sheets at the... at the end of the day or at the end of the week?" "Oh, yeah." "End of the day will be fine." "Just seems like an awful lot of extra paperwork." "I like paperwork." "You showed up." "Looks that way." "Put on your seatbelt." "It pushes on my neck." "What?" "It pushes on my neck, it's uncomfortable." "Well, when somebody slams into us and you go sailin' through the windshield... that's liable to be uncomfortable too." "Now put on your seatbelt." "Mom's parents died in a car accident." "Yeah, I know." "They were my parents too." "They are?" "Yeah, your mom's my sister." "Yeah, I know." "So that means we have the same parents." "Oh, yeah?" "Oh, yeah." "Umm, Carol just called." "She said Terry and Rudy never showed up at her house." "You've gotta be kidding." "These have to be filed by number." "By the account number, not alphabetically." "Sammy?" "Sammy!" "Yeah, look." "If you hold it further down, you're gonna get a lot more power in that." "You should be able to hit that nail in with 2 or 3 hits." "Look." "See?" "Go ahead, try it." "That's not the way I hold it." "Well, the way you hold it is wrong." "Why can't I just hold it my own way?" "You can." "Alright, good." "That's good." "Sammy, please see me ASAP!" "Brian." "Brian, did you want to see me?" "Yeah, I was kinda wondering what happened to you today." "Didn't Mabel tell you I had a false alarm about my son?" "Yeah." "Well, I kind of thought you were gonna work that out." "Well, I did work it out." "More or less." "Then what are you doing leaving here in the middle of the day... without so much as a word of explanation to me, Sammy?" " Brian, don't yell at me." " I'm not yelling at you." "I'm just... getting a little frustrated here." " Well..." " Sorry." "Would you close the door, please?" "And Eddie Dwyer lives in Buffalo, with his wife and 2 kids, if you can believe it." " That's depressing." " Why?" "He just never struck me the marrying type." "Who are you talking about?" " Some wild kids we use to know." " Were you a wild kid?" " Not as wild as your mom." " Yeah, right." " You don't believe me?" " No." "Ask her." "Mom, were you?" "No comment." "What are you doing?" "Oh... just reading some of your compositions." "Why are you smoking?" "Uh, because it's bad." "Don't ever do it." "I won't." "You know this used to be my room?" "Yeah." "Do you want it back?" "No." "Did you fight in Vietnam?" "No." "I wasn't even born yet." "Were you ever in the Army?" "No." "My father was in the Army." "I know." "Unfortunately he didn't fight in Vietnam either." "Were you friends with him?" "Not really, I mean... we had some friends in common, I guess." "I didn't like him very much." "Why not?" "Well... he wasn't very likeable." " Why do you say that?" " I don't know." "He was always like..." "He always had to be better than you at everything, you know?" "Like if you were all playing basketball or something, everybody's having like a friendly game, he was ready to kill somebody if his team didn't win, or like... if you told a joke or a story... he always had to tell a better one." "Kinda gets annoying after a while." "Plus, it was pretty scummy how he split on you and your mom." "He was a prick." "Probably still a prick." "Fortunately for you though, your mom is like the greatest." "So, you had some bad luck, and you had some good luck." "You mind if I ask you a personal question?" "I don't know." "Do you like it here?" "I mean, in Scottsville?" "Yeah." "Why?" "I don't know..." "My friends are here, I like the scenery, I don't know." "I know... it's so..." "there's nothing to do here." " Yes, there is." " No there isn't, man." "It's narrow, it's dull." "It's a dull narrow town, full of dull narrow people, who don't know anything except what things are like right around here." "They have no perspective whatsoever." "No scope." "They might as well be living in the 19th century, 'cause they have no idea of what's going on, and if you try to tell'em that, they wanna fuckin' kill you." "What are you talking about?" "I have no idea." "You're a good kid." "Sammy, please see me Brian" "Yeah, this doesn't apply to you Sammy, but..." "I've noticed that some of the employees are setting their PC monitors... to all kinds of crazy colors." "Purple, polka dot, what have you..." "And it's no big deal, but..." "I mean, really, this is a bank, you know?" "It's really not appropriate, so..." "I'm asking that people use the more quote unquote... normal range of colors in the future." "But like I said, this doesn't really apply to you." "No." "My computer palette's pretty conservative." "Bob Steegerson." "What are you wearing?" "Mom?" "What's up?" "Do you know you have an enormous leak coming from the upstairs hallway?" "Yeah, I did." "You guys sure you're going to be okay?" "Yes, yes." "What is happening here?" "It's just, the problem is, the pipe is corroded the whole length of the hall, so every time I put in a new piece, it starts leaking further down." " Why don't I just call the plumber?" " Why?" "He's not gonna do anything different than what I'm doing." " Yeah, we're only making it worse." " No, we're not." "Shut up!" "Thanks." "Thank you." "So, call if there's any problems." "If I'm not there, I'm either on my way back home or on my way." "Okay." " Nice to meet you, Bob." " Yeah, you too." "So, lights out at 10:00, and don't spend the whole night watching TV." "What's your idea of the whole night?" "2 hours, tops." "This kid is a sure bet to lead the way for the next generation of California Surfers." "What's your feeling about Bob?" "I don't really know him that well." "Oh, I got bad news for you." "No!" "..." "Great." "Now what are we supposed to do?" "Do you know how to play pool?" "I've played it." " I don't think they let kids in here." " What?" "I don't think they let kids in here." "Well, we're not allowed to watch any more TV, so it's this or nothing." "But if we get into trouble let me do the talking, okay?" "Okay." "I got 100 bucks here, says me and my nephew can beat anybody in here." "Only we gotta get the next game, cause he's gotta be in bed by 10 o'clock." "Just hit it nice and soft." "Nice and soft." "One, two, three." " Sorry." " God damn, Rudy." "I thought you said you could play!" "Boys, it's all over but the cryin'." "Bob, are you serious?" "Yeah." "I..." "I don't know what to say." "I mean, I..." "Look, I know that, umm..." "I haven't been the most... decisive guy in the past." "But, I don't know." "I am tired of fooling around, and I love you." "I..." "I'm totally..." "I don't know what to say." "You could always say yes... or you could think about it some more." "Would you like to think about it?" "Yeah, that's it." "I want to think about it." "Okay." "Alright, fair enough." "It's all yours, baby." "Just make sure to hit it really gentle." "But firm." "And hit it a little low, so you get some back spin." "Okay." "Don't even hit it, just kiss it." "What do you mean, kiss it?" "I mean tap it." "Firm, but very very softly." "And don't take the shot until you know you're gonna make it." "Okay?" "Okay." "Let's go!" "Go, go, go!" "..." "What is going on here?" "We were out doing some stargazing and..." "Rudy lost track of time." "I totally warned him about it." "You are a bad kid." "Hey, I think it's okay." "Just don't tell her where we went... cause she'll be really mad at me, okay?" "I won't." "Hey, I mean it, Rudy." "I'm not kidding." "I won't!" "Did you know mom used to take me and Uncle Terry out at night to look at the constellations?" "Yeah." "Did you see that one... what's the one?" "It looks like a big W..." "Cassiopeia?" "Yeah." "Oww!" "Shit!" "I've got a great idea." "Why don't I call the plumber?" "Do whatever you want." "Oh, what?" "What?" "That makes you mad?" "No." "Sorry." " Brian, get off my ass." " Excuse me?" "I did not change the colors on your stupid computer screen." "Well, then that's all you got to say!" "There's nothing wrong with the work I do here." "I was doing fine the whole time before you got here, and if you think that riding people in this pretty ridiculous way will improve service, at this bank or anywhere else, you're out of your mind." "May I respond?" "No, that's all I really have to..." "May I respond?" "First of all, I would appreciate if you not use that language when speaking to me." "I don't talk to you that way, and I would appreciate it... if you didn't talk to me that way." "Second of all, if you tell me that you didn't change my screen... then of course I accept your answer." "But you and I are gonna have to find a way to work together." "And that's not gonna happen with the attitude, with the lateness..." "I do not have an attitude and I'm not late!" "You're fighting me every step of the way!" "Okay, not you, you're not late." "Well, then don't say I'm late, ...if I'm not late!" " I would like to finish." "Okay, you're all set." "Dave, my wife, Nancy." " Hello." " Hi." "And..." "Mabel, this is my wife, Nancy." "Mabel." " Hi." " Nice to meet you." "And Chuck." " Hi, nice to meet you." " Nice to meet you." "This is Sammy, our lending officer." "Sammy, this is my wife, Nancy." "Hi, nice to meet you." "Brian, I gotta sit down." "Yeah, sure." "Let's go to my office." "I'm fine!" " Brian?" " Yeah?" "Mom!" "Rudy!" "I am really glad you guys are getting along so well, like you have no idea." "But if I can't rely on you to remember to get him once a day..." " You can!" " Then what were you doing... taking him to play pool in the middle of the night... and then telling him to lie to me about it!" "I don't know." "Get out of the car." "What are we doing?" "You're going to Carol's, and I'm going home." "Why can't I come with you?" "Because if you're such a baby that you gotta tell your mommy... about us playin' pool when I asked you not to... and I gotta listen to her shit all day... then you're going to the babysitter's, so you can stay at the baby house." " But I didn't..." " You know what?" "Don't even fuckin' talk to me." "I didn't!" "Get out." "You're working late." "How did your wife like the bank?" "Oh, fine." "She wasn't feeling so great." "Oh, that's too bad!" "Oh, no." "I don't mean..." "She's not ill." "She's just..." "I don't know." " Pregnant?" " Yeah, that's right." "She's pregnant." "Well, it can make you kind of cranky." "Yeah." "Look, I'm sorry we've been stepping on each other's toes..." "Yeah, so am I." "I'm really not that bad of a guy." "I know you're not, Brian, but you're driving everybody crazy." "Well, I'm trying to do my best here and I'm getting it from all sides." " I know you are." "Anyway, we'll work it out." "Well, I could use a beer." "I could use a tranquilizer." "Last I heard, Rudy's dad was living in Auburn, but... that was a year ago." "Must be so tough trying to raise a kid on your own." "I'm not sure, but I think my wife wouldn't manage it." " It's just hormones." " Well... no, it isn't." "But nevermind." " Thanks." " Thanks." "Well... here's to improved employee-management relations." "Amen!" "You know, you can't judge all of Scottsville... by the people in that bank, believe me." "Well, let's let's not talk about the bank." " Okay." "Let's just forget about the bank, for tonight." "Good idea." "Sammy?" "Yeah?" "I want you to tell me who changed the colors on my computer screen." "I'll never tell." "Bob called" "Where were you?" "Nowhere." "I had dinner with my boss." "Kind of a late dinner, isn't it?" "Yeah." "How was Rudy?" "Fine, he's asleep." "Did the plumber come?" " Yeah, the fucking plumber came." " Terry, just give me a break!" " What's the matter with you?" " Nothing!" "I'm..." "I'm just tired." "Wanna smoke some pot?" "No, I don't." "Why, you got some?" "So..." "Bob asked me to marry him." "Oh, what are you gonna do?" "I don't know." "Maybe if he'd asked me this same time last year..." "I probably would have said yes." "But, the minute he asked me... it was like someone was trying to strangle me." " Whoa, bad sign." " Yeah, I know." "Plus..." "Terry, I fucked my boss..." " What?" " I know." " And his wife is six months pregnant." " Jesus Christ, Sammy!" "I know." "I'm sorry I got so mad at you before." "I just..." "I don't want him to be afraid of telling me." "I just don't want him to be scared..." "I really don't take that as his problem, Sammy." "No?" "What do you think his problem is?" "Well, I think his problem is that he's totally sheltered." "I mean... you treat the kid like's 3 instead of 8, so that's how he behaves." "Oh, how do you think he should behave?" "Well, I don't think he should have to run and tell mommy... every time he does something she might not approve of, for one thing." "I mean, I took him to play pool, okay?" "It was a little clandestine thing we did for fun." "It wasn't a big secret, I mean, who cares?" "I was actually trying to be nice to him." "But he's so freaked out... that he disobeyed your orders, that he's gotta fuckin' squeal on me... and then I gotta listen to your shit all-day, and I didn't fucking do anything." "Okay." "First of all, he didn't say anything." "Darryl did." "Okay?" "And second of all, I don't give a shit if you take him out to play pool." "I was mad because you left him at the bus stop in the rain!" "But no, I don't want you telling him not to squeal... because I don't want him put in that position." "Well, that is a perfect example of what I'm talking about." "You are an idiot." " So what do you say?" "Darryl told you?" " Yes!" "Sammy, please see me" " Good morning." " Yeah, good morning." "Could you shut the door, please?" "Brian, I just wanted to..." "Brian..." "That's enough." "You're awfully quiet." "I'm sorry." "So, have you thought at all about what I said?" "Oh, sure, I've been thinking about it." "So, any decisions, or..." "Do you want to think about it some more?" "Well, I mean..." "I don't know, Bob." "It's not like we've been going steady for the last few months, if you know what I mean." " Yeah, no..." "I know..." " And then we see each other twice... and then you suddenly say you want to get married?" " No, you're... you're right." " I mean... what are you talking about?" "I don't know." "I, umm..." "Last year, I thought that maybe you were, possibly... interested in that idea, but I was the one who wasn't ready at that point, so that's why I thought things slow down with us." "Don't make me feel bad for you." "I don't want you to feel bad for me." "It's Brian." "Brian, where are you?" "I'm buying milk." "I just thought I'd say hello." "Look, I know it's probably too late, but... is there any way you can come out for a little while?" "Brian, I think you're going crazy." "I know I am." "Can you meet me?" "Umm... okay." "Umm, I have to go out for a little while." "Do you want anything?" "Like what?" " I don't know." " Where are you going?" "Yeah, where you going?" "I just have to go out for a little while." " Where?" " Yeah, where?" "I'm going to Mabel's house." "Why?" "You know what, Rudy?" "It's personal." "It's a personal matter... that has to do with Mabel, and I just have to go... see her for a little while." "Listen..." "Listen..." "I'm sorry I said you squealed on me." "I was totally out of line, and I really owe you an apology." "Did you hear me?" "I don't care." "What's on your mind, Sammy?" "Well, a lot." "But principally, I was... just wondering if you had an opinion." "If you know someone, in your family, or even just someone you really care about, and they just can't quite get a hold of themselves..." "Guess who these are for?" " Me!" " That's right, my little friend." "Hello, we're going fishing." "I got a new rod and reel, five lures... a hat, a knife, and a fish scalier." "That's great, sweetie." "I'll get it." "Well, I'm not really sure why you're here, Ron." "I know I haven't exactly been the model citizen since I got here, but considering how things have been going for me lately..." "I thought I was doing pretty well." "And I also find it kind of discouraging that you seem to think... that I'm in need of some sort of spiritual guidance or what have you." "So, much so that you're willing to disregard the fact that I don't believe in any of this stuff at all." " Well, I didn't mean to discourage you." " I find it kind of insulting." "Can I say something here?" "Sammy asked me to come talk to you because it's her opinion... that you're not gonna find what you're looking for the way you've been looking for it." " And how would she know?" "But I'm really not here to try to get you to do anything, or to believe in anything." "And I'll tell you the same thing I told her, which is, as far as I'm concerned, the only way she can help you... is by her example." "By trying to be a model for you... in the way she lives her life." "And that doesn't mean she's supposed to be a saint, either... if that's what you're smiling about." "I didn't realize I was smiling." "You know, Terry, a lot of people come to see me with all kinds of problems." "Drugs, alcohol, marital problems, sexual problems..." "Good job you have, man." "Well, I like it." "Because even in this little town, I really feel like what I do... is very connected with the real center of people's lives." "I'm not saying I'm always Mr. Effective... but I don't feel like my life is off to the side of what's important." "I don't feel that my happiness and comfort... are based on closing my eyes to trouble within myself or trouble in other people." "I don't feel like a negligible little scrap... floating around in some kind of empty void with no sense of connectedness... to anything around me, except by virtue of whatever little philosophies I can scrape together on my own." "Well..." "Can I ask you, Terry..." "do you think your life is important?" "You mean, like, me personally?" "Like my individual life?" "Yeah." "I'm not really sure, what do you mean?" "It's important to me, I guess... and like, to my... you know, the people who care about me." "But do you think it's important?" "I..." "Do you think it's important in the scheme of things?" "Not just because it's yours, or because you're somebody's brother." "Because I really don't get the impression that you do." "I don't particularly think anybody's life has any particular importance besides whatever... you know, like whatever we arbitrarily give it." "Which is fine." "I mean, you know, we might as well." "I think my life is important as anybody else's." "I don't know..." "A lot of what you're saying has real appeal to me." "You know, the stuff they told us when we were kids." "But..." "I don't wanna believe in something... or not believe in it because I might feel bad." "I want to believe in it and not believe in it because I think it's true or not." "Yeah, I want to think my life is important." "That it's connected to something important." "Well, isn't there any way for you to believe that... without calling it God... or religion, or whatever term it is that you object to?" "Yeah, I believe that." "So Sammy, what example are you setting for us tonight?" "What time are we getting up to go fishing?" "We're not going fishing." " What do you mean?" " Why not?" "I think you should go fishing with Father Ron." "I don't want to go fishing with Father Ron." "Well, I'm not gonna take you." "I'll take you, sweetie." "I realize that you're mad at me..." "I'm not mad at you." "but he didn't do anything to you, and you cannot promise a little boy that you're gonna..." "I just, you know, after all that religions conversation, I realize... it's probably not so good for him to be spending so much time with someone... who doesn't believe that his life is important in the scheme of things." " Would you please..." " I'm serious." "Listen." "I am sure if you put your mind to it... you can think of some other way of getting back at me besides this." "So would you please just give it some thought... and take him fishing tomorrow?" "I would, Sammy, but I really don't think it's good for him." "You suck." " Hi." " You remember my wife, Nancy." " Oh, yes." "Hello." " Nice to see you." " Father, thank you." " Nice sermon." "Anyway, I don't know what the church's... official position is on fornication and adultery these days, and I felt really hypocritical not saying anything to you about it before, so... what is the official position these days?" "Well... it's a sin." "Good." "I think it should be." "But we try not to focus on that aspect of it, too much, right off the bat." "Why not?" " Well..." " I think you should." "Maybe it was better when you came in here... and they screamed at you for having sex with your married boss." "They told you what a terrible thing it was." "They were really mean to you." "Maybe it'd be better if you told me that I was endangering my immortal soul... and that if I don't quit..." "I'm going to burn in hell!" "Don't you ever think that?" "Umm... no." "Well, it would be a lot better than all this..." ""why do you think you're in this situation" psychological bullshit you hear all the time." "Well, why do you think you're in this situation?" "With which one?" "All of them." "I feel sorry for them." "Isn't that ridiculous?" "I've never been so bored in my whole life." "We should have been here around 7 or 8 a.m." "What time is it now?" "2:30." "Was my father a good fisherman?" "Yeah, he was good at all that stuff." "He knew everything about the woods, everything about hunting, everything about fishing, everything about cars." "If he wasn't such a pain in the ass, he would've been a lot of fun to be around." "Maybe he's nicer now." "I doubt it." "Well, I think he is." "How would you know?" "Did you ever meet him?" "No." "You ever been curious about meeting him?" "I guess so." "He lives near here." "I thought he lived in Alaska." "No, I lived in Alaska." "He lives in Auburn, as far as I know." "We could look him up in the phone book." "Wanna try it?" "Alright." "But, Rudy..." "I'm sure I don't have to tell you this... but I'm not kidding, man." "Don't tell your mother." "Can I get you something?" "Hey, you want to go for a walk?" "Or a drive?" "It's really nice out." "No, I'm not gonna stay long." "Bob, I don't wanna get married." "Okay." "I've been thinking about it for a long time, and... if you had asked me last year, I'm sure I would have said yes." "Oh, thank you." "But I don't think it would have been an good idea then either." "I've been going through a really hard time lately, and I just..." "I think that getting engaged to you or anybody else... would be probably the stupidest most self-destructive thing I could possibly do." "Okay." "And I really think you need to grow up!" "Well, how about we fix my personality some other time?" "Okay." "I really hope we can still be friends." "Oh." "Yes, me too." "Bob..." "Bob..." " I..." "I don't know..." " I don't know..." "I just..." "Sammy, I love you." "I..." "I really..." "I love you." "Oh, I love you too." " Oh shit!" " What, what?" " I gotta go!" "I'm sorry." " Where, where?" " Where do you have to go?" " I have to get Mabel her car." "Now?" "I don't understand." "How are we leaving things?" "I don't know." "Call me later." "This is incredible." "That is not what I mean." "Maybe we should call first?" "Well, we're right here." "Come on." "There he is." " His last name is Kolinsky?" " Yeah." "Go ahead, knock." "Yes?" "Hi, we're looking for Rudy." "Who should I say is calling?" "An old friend." "Who is it?" "He says, an old friend!" "How old is he?" "Hey!" "Hey, Rudy." "Hey." "Hi, I'm Terry." "Hello." "This is Rudy." "You don't say." "Rudy, meet Rudy." "I'll just be in the kitchen." "Nice meeting you!" "Okay if we come in for a minute?" "What the hell are you doing?" "What do you mean, what am I doing?" "Could you back away from the door, please?" " We just wanna come in for..." " Back away from the door, please?" "Alright, alright." "What are you doing here?" "Just wanted the kid to see you, man." "Well, now he saw me." "Now you saw me, alright?" "Now, do you mind?" "Man, you're really..." "Dude, I'm trying to be polite, alright?" "So just take off, okay?" "Just take off." "I just wanna..." "Do you know what you're doing here?" "Get out of here, alright?" "You know what, man?" "You're still a fucking asshole." "I'm an asshole?" "Get out of here!" "Get your fucking hands off him!" "Get off!" "Listen, Officer." "I just came down here to talk to the guy, and he starts shoving me." "And you're not the boy's legal guardian?" " I don't even know if that's my kid." " You're a fucking lying piece of shit!" "Thy were outside fighting." "He's on our property." "I don't know who this guy is." "Man, you know you came here..." " We have a right to protect ourselves." " I came here to talk to him..." "Step back." "He started the whole thing, and now I'm being arrested." "Listen now." "Stop talking." "And what's going to happen to him?" "Guys, I told you..." " Terry, stop talking." " Alright..." "Any idea where we might be able to contact his mother?" "No, because he's not my goddamn kid!" " Oh, my gosh..." " What's the matter?" "Oh, my gosh, what time is it?" "Oh, my God!" "Oh, my God, it's 9:30!" "Hey, you know, Nancy's gonna be gone for the rest of the week." "Well, Brian..." "Yeah?" "I don't mean to be..." "Couldn't we just..." "I mean, could we give it a rest?" "Yeah, sure." "If you want to." "I mean, I just think..." "I don't know." "We had a great little fling, you know?" "So, why push it?" "Is that okay?" "I just..." "Yeah, sure." "Okay." "No, you're right." "So we are still friends?" "Sure." "Alright!" "Around 2 o'clock this afternoon." "Yes, a '97 red Subaru Outback, New York plates," "AUZ416." "Please." "Thanks for coming over." "I want to have a car handy, just in case." "No problem." "Yes!" "What about other towns?" "Yes." "Yes!" "Look, I've called the Highway Patrol four times!" "What am I supposed to do all night?" "Hello?" "Anyone hear from Sammy this morning?" "I didn't." "Well, if anybody ever hears from her again, would you let me know?" "Yes." "Thank you Mike." "I'll give you a call." "Alright, we'll see." "It's going to be alright." "We got on the phone with Rudy Sr. a little bit... and he's calmed down, he wants to forget the whole thing." "Darryl, I really appreciate this." "Yeah, it's Brian." "Brian..." "What the hell happened to you today, lady?" "Hello?" " You're fried!" " Good!" "Rudy?" "Yeah?" "Is there anything you wanna ask me... about your father?" "Oh, that wasn't my father." "What?" "That wasn't him." "I heard him tell the cops." "No, Rudy, that was him." "I wish it wasn't, but it was." "No, it wasn't." "Yes, Rudy." "It was." "Your father's name is Rudy Kolinsky." "He lives in Auburn..." "Would you turn it off, please?" "You don't have to say anything, Sammy." "I want you to leave." "What do you mean?" "I mean, I don't think you should live here." "I don't think you know how to behave around an 8 year old... and I don't know how to make you stop, so..." "I don't think you should live here." "I don't know what else to say." "I don't know how to behave around an 8 year old?" "That's right." "I think you don't know how to behave around an 8 year old." "Are you out of your mind?" "Now just listen to me." "I may not be the greatest mother in the world, but I'm doing the best I know how." "And he doesn't need you to rub his face in shit... because you think it's good for him!" "He's going to find out the world is a horrible place... and that people suck soon enough, and without any help from you." "Believe me!" "I think you should get your own place." "I thought, maybe..." "I'd be happy to help you out financially." " What do you mean, get my own place?" " I mean..." "I..." " You mean, here, in Scottsville?" " Yes." "Why would I do that?" "Why don't I just leave?" "Period." "If that's what you want to do, that's fine." "But that's not what I'm saying." "You are an important person to Rudy... and you are the most important person to me." "But I'm saying..." "I can't take anymore of this." "Well..." "And I thought you could sell your half of the house to me... and then I could pay you back a certain amount, whatever it is over a certain period of time..." " No, you know what?" "I'll just go." "Well, that... that's not what I'm saying." "Where you gonna go?" "I don't know, I just wanna get out of this town." "And if you have any sense, when you get old enough you'll get out of here too." "You know your mom's gonna stay in this town for the rest of her life." "And you wanna know why?" "Because she thinks she has to." "She thinks there's all these things that she has to do." "But I'll tell you one thing about your mom." "She's a bigger fuck-up than I ever was." "I mean, I know I messed up, okay?" "You think I enjoy getting thrown in jail?" "Because I wanted you to face that prick, your Dad, like a little man... and show you what kind of guy he is?" "Alright, I got a little carried away, I know it." "And I lost my temper, just a little bit, which is not the end of the world by the way either, just for future reference." "Shit." "And now, she's gonna throw me out of my own house, because... you know, because I fucked up a little bit." "Which I totally admit." "I was like, totally ready to admit that." "I could go with you." "Well, thanks man, but I uh..." "I can't really take care of you." "Is that for you?" "Yeah." "I'm just gonna stay at Ray's until I leave." "Well, you don't have to do that." "Yeah, I know, but that's what I wanna do, so..." "Well, are you gonna come back and say goodbye?" "No, I'm just gonna take off, I'll see ya'." "Look, I know you're upset about Uncle Terry leaving, and so am I." "But he's not in control of himself, and I don't want him hurting your feelings anymore, or mine." "And you might not like it, but that's how it's gonna be, okay?" "I don't care." "You don't care?" "I don't care either." " I'm sorry you're having all this trouble." " Thank you." "But you made a pretty good speech to me the other day... about people sticking to their commitments." "Well, you made a commitment, Sammy." "To this bank, to this job." "I know I did." "And to work things out with this tough new son of a bitch boss of yours... now whatever may have passed between us after hours... doesn't mean you can just..." "walk away from that commitment." "Yeah, yeah, even if you have a legitimate family emergency." "I'm really sorry I didn't call in..." "That is why I think, in the calm cold light of day, that you and I both have to think real hard... about whether you really wanna continue on here at Outpost Bankers Trust." "You've got to be kidding." "You're not happy, I'm not happy, it's no good for you... and it's sure as heck no good for the bank." "You know, you're the worst manager we've ever had." " Come on, Sammy..." " By far, the worst." " I don't wanna trade insults with you." " Well, I don't want to be fired, Brian." " I've been working here for 7 years." " Well..." "And if I were you, I'd be a little nervous about firing an employee I just had an affair with, okay?" " What...?" " Don't threaten me, okay?" " I'm not threatening you." "I'm not threatening you." "I just..." "I think it's an area that we ought to... explore." "You explore it." "I'm going back to work!" "Oh, and I have to pick up Rudy today, because there's no one else who can do it." "I'll find someone else when I have time." "Oh, yeah, fine!" "Why don't you just take over the whole bank?" "I called Uncle Terry where he said he'd be staying... but there was no answer." "So..." "I don't know if he's still in town or not." "Rudy, you're not speaking to me?" "I'm really sorry that you're so mad at me, but I only did what I thought I had to do." "And I just hope you don't stay mad at me for the rest of your life." "Rudy, that's enough." "Rudy!" " Now you gotta cut this out!" " What did I do?" "You don't know what you're talking about!" "There was nothing else I could do!" "I don't know how to explain it to you any better than that, but... you cannot go on this way, because you don't know anything about it, ...and you don't know what you're doing!" " Okay, I'm sorry!" "I don't want you to be sorry, I want you to stop it!" "I'm stopping." "See, I'm stopping!" "I'm stopping." " Ray's house." " Hi!" "I didn't know if you'd left yet." "No, I'm leaving tomorrow." "What time?" "Umm, bus leaves at 9:00." "Well..." "I'd really like to see you before you go." "Can I give you a lift?" "Do you want to have breakfast or anything?" "I think Rudy would really like to say goodbye." "Yeah..." "I don't know, I mean..." "Terry, you can't just leave like this." "Alright, alright." "Umm..." "I'll come by tomorrow morning." "Alright." "Uh, just... we have to be out of the house by 8 o'clock... so, I don't wanna tell Rudy you're coming... unless you think you can make it." "No, I'll be there." " Alright." " Alright." "You better get your sneakers on." "Sweetie, I'm sorry, but we have to go." "Why can't I miss school one day?" " Hi." " Hey, how's it going, man?" "Sorry I'm late." "So Rudy, if I write you a letter, will you write me back?" "Yeah." "That's gonna be pretty nice for you, cause I write a pretty goddamn interesting letter." "Yeah, we'll see." "Well... alright, say goodbye." "Bye." "Do you need some cash for the bus?" "No, I got a few bucks." "Aren't you gonna be late for work?" "Oh, yeah." "It's okay." "Terry, I don't even know where you're going." "Well... yeah..." "I don't really have a concrete plan yet." "I got to go back to Worcester and get my stuff." "Oh, you're gonna try and see that girl?" "Yeah, you know..." "I thought I'd try and show my face, let her brother have a crack at me." " What?" " No..." "I don't want anybody to have a crack at you." "I'm just kidding." "I just..." "I just thought I'd check up on her." "And then after that, I don't know." "I've been thinking about Alaska a lot, you know?" "I still got a lot of friends out there." "I don't really know." "Anyway, I'll write you." "You will?" "Sure, Sammy." "Of course I will." "You know that." "What's gonna happen to you?" "Nothing too bad." "But I gotta tell you, Sammy..." "I know things didn't really work out too well this time... but it's really good to know, wherever I am... and whatever stupid shit I'm doing, that you're back at my home, rooting for me." "It's all going to be alright, Sammy." "Comparatively." "And I'll be back around this way again." "I just..." "I feel like I'm never gonna see you again." "Of course you will." "You never have to worry about that, ever!" "Just... don't go anywhere, until you know where you're going." "I do, I do know where I'm going." "I do." "I'm going back to Worcester." "And I'm gonna try and see that girl." "And then depending on what happens there," "I'm gonna try and see if there's work for me out west." "And if there is, I'm gonna go out there in the summer and make some money." "And if there isn't, I'll figure something else out." "Maybe I'll stay in the east." "I don't know..." "I really liked Alaska." "It was really beautiful, and it just..." "It made me feel good." "And before things got so messed up, I was doing pretty well out there." "Seriously." "But I couldn't stay here, Sammy." "I don't wanna live here." "But I'll keep in touch, and I will be back, because I wanna see you, and I wanna see Rudy." "We'll have Christmas together." "How's that?" "We'll all have Christmas to..." "Come on, Sammy." "You can trust me." "Come on, Sammy." "Look at me." "Look at me." "Hey, Sammy." "Remember when we were kids?" "Remember what we always used to say to each other?" "Of course I do." "Remember when we were kids?" "I'll really miss you." "ENGLISH"