" Art Subs " "Subtitles - othelo " "Would you still love me if I couldn't pay for dinner?" "Possibly." "Yeah..." "What do we do?" "I'm thinking." "We can have a big row." "And throw some shit, they might kick us out." "Been done, I don't want to draw too much attention." " What are you doing?" " I'm taking my shoes off." "I'm going to leave first..." "and then when the time is right, like when the maître d' is not looking, you meet me down the street." "Excuse me, sir." "Hey, run!" "Run, run, run!" "Oh, fucker!" " Baby, are you okay?" " I'm dying." " Do we lose him?" " I don't know." "Really, I don't think he even chase us." " Hey." " What?" "Hey-hey-hey, look-look-look." "Look at them." " This is pretty good, isn't it?" " Yes, it is." " Hey." " What?" "There is only one heart in this body." "Have mercy on me." "Shut up." "Hey!" "Ms. Ludlow, are you ready?" "Yeah." " Hey." " Hi." " Can I... does it kind of hurt?" " No, it's fine." "This is all your stuff?" "Let me..." "Are you sure?" " Nice meeting you." " Yeah, have a great day." " Ça Va la vie d'El?" " Ça Va." "Where's Philip?" "He's asleep." "He's exhausted." " What should I do?" " Just put it somewhere." "I closed your wireless account." "Thanks." "What do you want to do with all your stuff in the city?" "You've got some clothes here in the closet, and I have some more stuff in the attic if you want." "I'm sure that will do fine." "Just like old times." "Hey, daddy." "So what happens now?" "I'm guessing you give a speech of some sort?" "What do you want to do, El?" "Something else." "I'm open to ideas." "You could take some classes." "Can we talk about it later?" "What about Conor?" " Auntie El." " Hi!" " Missed you." " I missed you." " What did you guys do today?" " Chasing butterflies." " I "catched" one." " You did?" "Let's give her some time to get settled in, okay, baby?" " Bye, honey." " Bye." " Do you need anything?" " No, thank you." "I'm riding to town in a bit." "Wanna join?" "Get out?" "Yeah, you yell up at me when you're going?" "That's brutal, man." "Maybe she wants you to go after her." "No, she doesn't." "Maybe wait a couple of days and go after her?" "Stu, don't." "Well, I guess..." " When someone flirts with extinction..." " Shut the fuck up." "Okay, I'm sorry, I don't know what to say." " What am I supposed to say?" " You don't have to say anything." "Just shut up, drink, and talk about the weather." "Hey, the dude at table 2 said he's gonna kick your ass if he doesn't get his chicken satay soon." " Tell him he can suck my balls." " You should tell him that yourself." "Table 2?" "I'll deal with it." " Hey, we're out of beer." " How can we be out of beer?" "We've got two boxes back there, go and..." "You don't throw shit in my place, man." "What's your problem?" " Where's our fucking food, man?" " Listen, don't threaten my chef." " Calm down." " Don't tell me to calm down." "If you threaten my chef again I will drop kick you out of the fucking door." " Are you kidding me?" " Come on..." "Stu!" "Hey, Conor..." " Get the fuck out!" " Fuck you!" "Fuck you, man." "What a nice comeback, very nice." "Get out of here you too." "Get out." "Did you get your stupid sunglasses too?" "Fuckhead." "You have reached a number that is no longer in service." "Please check the number and try your call again." "Thank you." " Hello?" " Mary?" " Yes?" " It's Conor." "Is El there?" "Hello?" "Hello?" "Hey." "I thought I could..." "I thought I could stay here for a little bit." "Hi, Ralph." "You know where the guest bedroom is?" "Yep." "There's towels in that closet in the hallway, not much in the fridge." "Got some Cheerios." "That's fine, I mean, I can go get some stuff, that's easy." "Well, I've gotta head to the restaurant." " Okay." " Good night." "Good night." "Wow, hey." "Hey, El!" " Hey." " Hey, Stu." " How are you?" " You remember of my dad?" "Hey." " How are you?" " Good, thanks." " You are the chef." " Yeah, I'm the chef." "Alright..." " How is the restaurant?" " Good." "Yeah, it's going good." "It's going really well." " El, you have to register." " We have to head off." "Alright, I gotta get this back to the restaurant." " Good to see you." " Yeah, you too." "Hey, if you ever wanna get coffee or something... you know, shoot me a text or call me." " Okay." " Good seeing you." "So Lilian is expecting you." " She and I were colleagues at NYU." " I know, you told me." "You have..." " Pencils and notebooks and all that?" " Yes, dad." "I have class and..." "I have patients." "So I guess I'll..." " See you at your house later at night." " Okay." " El..." " Yeah?" " Have a good first day." " I will." " How's the weather down there?" " Balmy." " Do you have an appointment?" " I'm Eleanor Rigby." "That must be tough." "I'm here to talk my way into your Identity Theory class." "Oh, you're Julian's kid." "I need some caffeine, are you walking the walk with me?" "Okay." "So is Julian into the Beatles or something?" " Sort of." " What you mean, "sort of"?" "He met my mom on the street, during one of the Beatles hoaxed reunions." "There was a rumor they were gonna play a show here before Lennon died, just like the one they did in the rooftop in London." "My parents stood next to each other, waiting for the band that never showed." "Nostalgies." "That and my dad's surname is Rigby." " You must detest the Beatles." " No, not really." "You want something?" "Double espresso, three Splendas, please." "So why do you wanna be in my class?" "Your course sound interesting." "And, look..." "You are a colleague of my dad, so..." "Well, you gotta do better than that." " You want me to make something up?" " Well, most people do." "You're just taking classes just to take classes, right?" " Something like that." " Well, let me save you some time." "All the perpetual students that hedge fund wives in your generation of too many choices they usually go to Tim Gunn's class listen to him talk about Project Runway." "Or you can take the Art History class on the advent of color photography just for a good cocktail party conversation." ""My generation of too many choices"?" "Democracy has its drawbacks." " Double espresso, three Splendas." " Thank you." "You're teaching classes just to teach classes, right?" "Something like that." "I'm having a month." "I'm sorry." "Your father didn't give me much warning or tell me much about you." "And I'm really not one for nepotism." "I just got the call asking if I could squeeze you into a class." "So I don't really know who you are." "It's okay." "Neither do I." " You want to help me?" " Are you making honeys?" "With summer vegetables and..." "and some basil." "You remember when you first had them, in Le Baron?" "No?" "You were 4." "And you were so fat." "My mother and I would cook a big plate of them and leave that on the kitchen table." "And you would eat one and the other..." "until the plate was completely empty." "You went to nursery school that fall." "And all these women gave me was weird looks and... they were wondering what I was feeding you with." " I was a butterball." " I felt completely stupid." "Like I had no idea what I was doing, the way those women looked at me." " Did you?" " Did I what?" "Did you know what you were doing?" "I think I didn't realise I wouldn't be able to retrieve all the opportunities that there were then." "You're not the only one who has done stupid things to herself." "My darling." "I have no clue where she's gone." "She turns off her cell phone and like that she's vanished." "Does that make sense to you?" " No, Conor." " Come on, knock it off." "No, no, I'm like, you know..." "How'd you call that?" "I plead the fifth." "I tried to be helpful, I pretended, but it didn't workout." "It's not gonna be of help." "Look, I realise that I've been a little off-balance lately, but I think with hindsight I'm learning to deal with it better." " A couple of weeks counts as hindsight?" " Fucking A, Stu." "I've got nothing for you." "Come on, come on..." "I'm just asking a simple question." "You don't have to candy cover it like you're gonna hurt my feelings... but did you see this coming?" "Look, with the exception of my dog," "I haven't slept next to the same person for more than 2 or 3 days in a row, so I don't know what I'm gonna say that is gonna be relevant to your situation." "I opened a restaurant for you, asshole." "No, you opened a restaurant for you, asshole." "And according to the Village Voice it's a bar with uninspired food." "Whatever, look..." "I'm simply asking for my best friend's opinion." "Even if it is an uninformed piece of crap." "Okay." ""We are young" "Heartache to heartache we stand" "No promises, no demands" "Love is a battlefield"" " Pat Benatar." " You're a fucking idiot." "I feel like I walk on eggshells around you." "You know, I..." "I tried to talk to you about this for months..." " I'm not talking about that." " This is what I'm talking about, man." "I don't know how to be your friend anymore." "You're no fucking picnic." "Look, I saw her the other day." "You what?" " Saw her." " Where?" " Astor Place." " Did you talk to her?" " No." " You didn't talk to her?" " No." "She was far away, walking away, going to class or something." "Class?" " Yeah, she had book bag with her." " What school?" "NYU or Cooper Union or..." "I don't know, it's not hard to find out." " Why didn't you tell me?" " I just did." " What are you guys talking about?" " You." "Okay?" "I'm not here to approve... or disapprove, just so you know." "Your mother always gave me crap for never stepping up to the plate." "Okay, what?" "She sad I never stepped up." "I'm sorry, what does that have to do with anything?" "Well, you are a bit like me." "No, I'm fucking not." "I stepped up." "Okay." " So what else?" " Nothing." "Nothing, we don't have to keep talking." "Yeah, but you are the one who came into the room." "Yeah, to turn down your stupid music." "Everyday I do one thing that makes me happy." "Right?" "One thing, and that is either... listen to my stupid music or read this stupid paper." "And that is the best way I found to deal with myself." "So just go... back to the guestroom and count the fucking raindrops." "Count the fucking raindrops?" "I was never very good at this kind of thing." "Okay..." "It isn't your job to... investigate the expansive memory that is called "the past"" "and judge what is right and what isn't." "Seriously, what the fuck are you talking about." "You shouldn't be interested in regretting things." "I'm not." "Let's do this." ""Intuitive answer to this question." "At bottom, the sense of Self corresponds to that experience of ownership... and impenetrability of one's thoughts, of one's internal dialogues, of one's affective states... that many but not all of us have from infancy."" "Can I borrow a piece of paper and a pen?" "Please." "Thanks, and a pen?" "I'll give it back." ""... solitude that Descartes had in mind when he redefined the concepts of subject and subjectivity."" "_" ""The faculty of knowing lies within the subject... in his head, and the subject... has such a status by dint of being enclosed within himself..."" "Hi again." "Would you mind passing this to the girl with the red hair?" "C'mon, please." "Thanks a lot, don't forget your pen." "Right here, thank you." ""... strange behaviour is signaled by tapping one's forehead with one's forefinger?"" "Boy, I'm learning something." ""'Why the Mind is in the Head' is the title of one of the lectures delivered at a 1951 symposium."" "Hey." ""One of the most authoritative voices in this chorus is Ken Gergen's, who asks the question:" "'can we compellingly re-inscribe what it is to be a person in a way that moves us away from the individualist premise... and toward the relational?" "'"" "Hey!" " Hey, Rigby." " What the fuck are you doing?" "I barely got a chance to respond before you went AWOL." " What did I ask you, Conor?" " Just give me a second of talk." " What the fuck did I ask you?" " Just give me goddamn a second." "I've given you plenty of seconds!" "Do me a favor, leave me the fuck alone." "Fine, you do what you gotta do." "You can just keep fucking..." "Conor!" "Oh, shit." " Conor?" " You know this guy?" "He's my husband." "Well, that was exciting." "Yeah, it was awesome." "So, you're back to school?" "I'm taking some classes." "I almost didn't recognize you." "What do you mean?" "It's just your hair." "It's really pretty." "Where are you living, El?" "None of your business." "Was that what you so desperately needed to talk to me about?" "No." "What is it then?" "I was gonna say something good." "Something that would've... solved all our problems and made everything all better, but, you know what?" "I forgot what it was." " That is too bad." " Ain't it?" " I'm gonna go." " No..." "All I want..." "Is a chance to talk it out." "And after that you can disappear." "Wherever it is you disappear to." "Ready, sir?" "Damn." "Yeah, I was born ready." "Nice and easy." "Watch your step." "I'll see you around." "All right, watch your head coming up." " Got him?" " I got him." "Take it easy." " Put your arm here for me." " Okay." "Can I keep stalking you?" "Are you awake?" "Auntie El, are you awake?" "No, Philip." "Your eyes are open." "Apparently." "Why do you have your shoes on in bed?" "Morning, sunshine." "I was making french toast." " All right, I'll be right down." "Okay." "Came in late last night." "What's with the feast?" "We have a special guest star." "Outside." "Well, it's been hard." "There is a barrier..." "Good morning." " No fucking way." " El." "You sandbagged me." "He chose the Psychology Department." "Good for him." "Well, I just thought he'd be a bit more qualified... to deal with your circumstance." "What's my circumstance?" "He was my grandson." "I lost him too." "None of us know how to help you." "Well, neither do I." "So glad they delegated the speech to you." "He's not a stranger... that some hospital referred you to, he's a colleague of mine." "I don't think one session a week would hurt." "Why can't you talk to me once a week, dad?" "Why outsource it?" "I'm not outsourcing it, and I don't really think you wanna talk to me about it." "I don't need to talk to another therapist." "Eleanor..." "Please, stop reminding me that something is wrong." "That's not my intention." "Then please let me stop thinking about it." "Tragedy is a foreign country." "We don't know how to talk to the natives." "What are you talking about?" "You know, there's this really cool thing called chairs." "Yeah, I've heard about those." "It's actually not too shabby down here." "You're okay?" " Sure." " Liar." "Sure." " When is your next class?" " It's yours." "You like hamburgers?" "I used to be a vegan..." "Mostly 'cause my husband was a vegan." "Not that I don't agree with most of the tenets of vegan ideology, but..." "He was one of those reformed socialists who seemed sexy before the 60's started to fade." "Does he teach?" "He won tenure at University of Oregon, I got it here." "He was soft, I stayed hard." "That was it." " You've kids?" " A son." "I'm not sure why people have kids." "First there's the 9 months of agony... your body hurts, it's hot, it's cold, you crave pickles and... there's no words to describe whatever fuck the labor is." "Then this little stranger comes out, sucking every bit of life you have left in you, and as soon as you are ready to jump out of the window... all of a sudden he smiles." "Jesus Christ, this is good." "And whatever you do, however you do it... however you imagine your child's life, what kind of parenting you did," "29 years later he is in some shrink office, accusing you of some stupid thing that you said or did that for the life of you you can't remember saying or doing." "Tell me that, at your age, you're not taking classes out of boredom." "I don't know what the hell I'm doing." "What was before this?" "Life in general." "Any kids?" " Boy or girl." " Boy." " Good luck." " Thanks." "Who was that man that chased you out of my classroom the other day?" "He went soft, I stayed hard, that was that." " Well, it's been real, everybody." " No, it hasn't." "Hey!" "Goddamn it." "Slow night?" "A couple of people came in to use the bathroom." "How are we doing?" "Well, aside from being an endangered species?" " Not so good." " Can you translate that for me, please?" "Friday night." "This is the only night we're making any money." "I have missing bills and we can't cover the overhead." " I see." " Yeah." "You got a plan B?" "Burger King?" "Seriously?" "Come on, I wanna show you something." " This is the spreadsheet..." " No, I can't." "You got protection?" " Viagra?" " Please, be quiet." " You want me..." " Shut your mouth." " My what?" " Shut up." "Dude, I'm being serious, shut up." "I believe." " In what?" " Higher power, can you hear it?" "Not right now." " Later." " Bye." " Bye." " You guys have fun." " You know, I got a plan B." " Do you?" "You know, you can get out of here." "I was thinking about getting my real estate license." "What?" "Why would you do something like that?" "'Cause it seems more impressive than pouring drinks." "Does it?" "What happened to your life in the arts?" "That will probably faze it into a..." "Sunday afternoon hobby kind of thing." "You?" "Plus, I think it's kind of indecent to have things so worked out that they wind up exactly like you thought they would." "Are you gonna be okay?" "Probably." "We're living a world full of probablys." "Well, I'm a decent listener... if you ever want to talk about whatever." "Talking about whatever is overrated," "I prefer to see the things stew inside of me and then have a violent..." "Why did you do that for?" "Just seemed like the next interesting thing to do." " I'm kind of married." " I don't mind." "I cannot do." " There's nobody looking." " You know, in another life..." "We shouldn't do this." "When was the last time that you got laid properly?" "Fuck, I can already taste the regret." "Stop thinking, because it's unhealthy for you." " Alexis..." " Yes." " Tomorrow is gonna be awkward." " Probably." "I'm sorry." " I wasn't expecting you." " No, no, no." "I wasn't expecting me either." " Hi." " Hey." "Is she here?" "No." "Is she living here?" " Do you want to come in for a second?" " Will that be all right?" "Yeah, come in." "Can I ask how she's doing?" "I don't know, to be completely honest." "As good as she can be." "Do I seem like a different person to you?" "Do you feel like a different person?" "I kind of." "You look the same to me." "You know I didn't like you when Eleanor first brought you out here for dinner." "However long ago it was..." " How long ago was it?" " Seven years." " Seven years!" " Yeah." "You sat there in the exact same spot seven years ago." "With a glass of water because you were afraid of having a drink in front of me." "This obnoxiously perfect kid who walked off with my daughter's attention." " You grew on me, though." " Oh, well." "It's true." "Look I..." "I don't want to interfere with her life... or whatever she has to do, but I can't just chalk this up to destiny." "I walked on with my life because... moving forward was the only way to go." "I guess people grieve differently." "I'd wish to be some appropriate, articulate thing to say, but..." "I just wanted the mundane daily bullshit back." "I think Eleanor wanted something else." "And I think that... there was nothing appropriate about any of this." "Hey!" "Guess what." " What?" " I got asked on a date." " I feel fat." " Katy, shut up." "You are not fat." "That's gorgeous." "Goddammit!" "Excuse me?" "Hey, come in here." "What was that?" "This keeps breaking off." "Okay, but we don't say that, lovie." " Why?" " 'Cause it's not a nice thing to say." "Are you sure that you're okay to watch him?" "Mom and dad should be back pretty soon." "He's here." "Are you sure?" "Yes, I'm positive!" " Let's..." " Change, right?" "So what do you wanna do?" "What do you wanna do?" "Can I get electrocuted by lightening bugs?" "No, they're harmless." "This song is horrible." " It's not good." " No, it's not." "I think that bad music turns you on." "Seriously." "Wow, car, car!" "Do this thing!" "I don't want them to see your thang-thangs." "Okay, we're good." " Help me." " What?" "You know what you're doing?" "You're stupid!" " Here you go, shall I do it?" " Yeah." "Okay, this is kinda counter-intuitive." "I think I'm instinctually wired not to be able to do this." "Yeah... 3, 2, 1." "Just like that." " You look good!" " Very impressed." "Do we have to listen to this?" " Hey!" " You want it?" "You want it?" " Pop?" " What?" "No." " Country?" " No!" " Can I have some?" " You got." "Baby..." "As comfortable as this is," "I'm losing circulation in my legs." " What are you trying to say?" " That you're fat." "And I love every pound of you." "Come here." " Have you seen my shirt, El?" " I put it at the back seats." " Where are you going?" " On here." "You coming?" "Yeah!" " Where are we?" " Someplace good." "All the things you said to me" "I was so obsessed" "You were always talking, talking" "God I did my best" "Heaven is cold Without any soul" "Amazing." "I was so in love with you" "It's hard to believe I was so in love with you" "It went that badly?" "I could have given him a normal kiss of good night instead of jamming my tongue down his throat." " So he's cool?" " I'm so fucked..." " You had a little drink tonight?" " Yeah." "What's that?" "Philip gave it to me so I wouldn't be afraid of the dark." "Still having trouble with that?" "Yeah, I guess so." "Come on." "Were you okay with him?" "Yeah." "Oh, I don't mean..." "That's not what I was..." " I just..." " I'm okay." " Is it okay to be okay?" " Yeah, be okay all you want." "Are you really okay?" "I can pretend." "All of a sudden I kind of miss him." "Who?" "Conor." "He came by the house the other day." "He talked with mom... and she told me not to tell you." " I'm sorry, Katie." " What for?" "I feel like I just dropped in on you guys and I sucked all the air out of the room." "You were kind of a selfish bitch." "Hey!" "You don't have to be so honest." " I was really mad at you." " I know." " I'm still really mad at you." " I know." "And you pulled the floorboards out from under Conor." "He threw Cody's stuff into the closet." "And then 10 minutes later he ordered Chinese." "I tried for six months." "We were million of miles away in the same room and..." "I started to think thoughts I'd never thought I'd have." "How have you and mom made it this far?" "I'm not sure." "Endurance?" "Everyone starts out thinking this is forever." "Then things get hard." "At some point or another." "And then other things don't pan out the way you thought they would." "I suppose the trick is not running for the hills even when you think it's the most rational thing to do." "I don't know." " I hate this room." " I've seen worse." " Where?" " Huh?" "Where have you seen worse?" " NYU, Yale..." " Yale is butt-ugly." "New Haven's butt-ugly." "Did you attend any of those fine institutions?" "NYU." "And then I grew up at Yale, my dad was there." "Of course, you were a faculty brat." "You and my son would get along like cupcakes." "Not that I'm trying to set you up or anything." "He lives in Washington State." "He's been pretending to write a novel there for the last 4 years." "Learned anything interesting in NYU?" " I abandoned in dissertation." " Bold!" " What department?" " Anthropology." "Sociolinguistic?" "I was writing an ethnography on the social world of performance artists of Paris." "Musicians, dancers, actors, etc." "Why?" "I don't know, my mom is a musician and she's french, so..." "I mean, why did you abandon it?" "Don't tell me something stupid like love." "You're very talkative." " I'm more fond of listening to you." " You'll get over that." "I got pregnant." "Oh, that." "Come on, wake up." "Wake up." "Mais, qu'est-ce que t'as foutu?" "What?" "I went into your room to check about you and you were gone and the car was gone." " Yeah, I went for a drive." " Well, don't ever do it again." "Why were you checking on me?" "I've always checked on you." "You're feeling a bit dramatic today?" "No, why?" "I played second violin on this." "Boston Symphony, Zach Proman." "I haven't forgotten." "No, I was just reminding myself." "What?" "I never wanted to be a mother." "Not much you can do about that now..." "Yeah, it's too late." "I was too young when I had you." " I was the baby." " Why are you telling me this?" "I'm telling you this because I don't want to lie to you." "I don't want you to take our relationship too personally." "I don't." " No." " Give me my wine!" "Why didn't you tell me Conor came by the house the other day?" "Run for your life, El." "What is that supposed to mean?" "Well, this is all too realistic, run away for a while." "You're sure you're not projecting?" "Yes, I'm sure I'm not projecting." "You liked your semester in Paris, so why don't you go back there and finish your dissertation?" "You could write in cafes... read Le Monde, Elisa Hawke." "Eat bread." "Make eyes with strangers." "Yeah, I could." "So why are you still here?" "I don't know." " I don't get it man." " Let's hope you get it." "Well, your..." "Well, your dad is like a culinary maverick, he's like the Mick Jagger of the restaurant game." "All you gotta do is make one phone call and that saves our asses, but instead... you want us to drown like 90% of the other restaurants in the city." " I don't get it." " Stu..." "What did he do?" " What you mean?" " Your dad, what did he do?" "At least take a page out of his book, what did he do?" " He married my mom." " What's that mean?" "It means he married my mom." "She gave him all the money that our family left her and he opened the restaurant, it was a big success, then he dropped her like a bad habit." "So, you know what?" "Why don't you go and find yourself some lonely loaded ol'lady and then we can take it from there." "I'd rather fail catastrophically than... give him the satisfaction of thinking he handed me my life in a platter." "That is the stupidest thing in the history of stupid things." "Why is that stupid?" "You know what is stupid?" "You think I'm gonna call my dad and he's gonna go like:" ""Hey, son." "Why don't you come and bring your friends?"" " "They can work here too"." " Yeah." "It's not like a fucking slumber party." " I was not..." "It's a job!" " Stu..." " As decent a cook you are..." " I'm a chef." "All right, chef." "You don't exactly cut it in those kitchens." "Oh, relax, you don't wanna have this conversation." "You know, let's talk about it." "When was the last time you joined in the care?" " Seriously." " Really wanna have this conversation?" "When was the last time you cooked and egg and you didn't plunge the yolk?" "In all kind of kitchens in that world you would be a busboy." " You fuckhead, fucking failure." " No, I'm telling you." "Stupid fucking..." "Like that?" "You'll hit me with a fucking kale?" "That all you got?" "Come on." "Oh, God." "Jesus." "Okay, yeah." "This is what you want?" "Is that a joke?" "No, I think they're really going at it." "We're not quite open yet." "I was third in my class... at the New York Academy of Culinary Arts, you fuckhead." "I know that, asshole." "I'm a chef." "Hey..." "I love our little set up here." "I do." "It's just the lease has gotten prohibitively expensive and unless you want to camp out in the kitchen..." "Yes, I would." "I'll bring the sleeping bags." "It's just time to let go." " Time to grow up." " Hey, I'm growing up." " I am." " Fine." "When do we call it quits?" "End of next week." "Can we have one last banger before we close up shop?" "Yeah." " Can we abuse some heavy narcotics?" " Whatever tickles your thing." "Good." "I'm sorry." " Blow me." " Okay." "Yeah, it's amazing." " Doing well?" " Okay..." "Good." "Sorry, it was not a..." "Holy shatner." "Nice to see you too, Stuart." "Well, this was nice." "Like old times, reconnecting and all." " I'm gonna go to the kitchen." " Yeah." "I will join you." "Shirley Temple?" "Please." "What do I owe you?" "Your money is no good here, you know that." "Okay." " Business is good?" " It's great." "We're closing." " I'm sorry." " Yeah." "Yeah, me too." " So what's next?" " I don't know." "I thought I might... develop some interest in things that people actually take an interest in." "You're gonna work with your dad?" "Before you I had no idea who I was." "Then when we were together..." "I thought I had it all figured out." "Now I'm just back to wondering again." "When you figure it out tell me how, okay?" "Okay." " Let's get out of here." " What?" " Let's go." " Right now?" "Yeah, that's the idea." "Okay." "Don't forget to fill it up before you drop it off." "You got it." " That..." " What are you doing?" "You wanna listen to that?" "Yeah, suck it up, Ludlow." "Is it gonna rain?" "Fuck me!" "Of course we get the car with the retarded wipers." "We could just wait it out." "What are we doing here?" "You tell me." "You're the one who said that we needed to talk, you stalked me, you went to my parents house..." "What are we doing here?" "Just recently, like an hour ago, you walked into my bar and... you suggested we drive aimlessly into the perfect fucking storm here." "This is funny." "Yeah." "Yeah, that's fucking hilarious." "For a while there I thought we'd actually pieced together a pretty decent life." "I have to move everything out of the apartment next week." "You want me to keep anything for you?" "Where will you move to?" "I don't know." "I could stay with my dad for a little while." " 'Til I get things figured out." " How is he?" "I'm pretty certain he's losing his mind." "Fernanda left him." "He's getting all talkative..." "Waxing philosophical." "Same shit he pulls every time he's between significant others." "I think it's probably more than that." "Yes, maybe." " At least you guys are talking." " Yeah." "What did tell your parents about us?" "What would I say?" "That we're fabulous." "I feel like we're living some dreadful disaster cliché." "We are." "You're sopping wet." "You noticed!" "Thank you!" " Wait." " No, no, no." "No, wait." "Just a second, wait." "Shit." "I slept with someone else." "I'm sorry." "It doesn't matter." "What do you mean it doesn't matter?" " Get off me." " Don't..." " El, come on." " Get off." "What do you mean it doesn't matter?" "Get over yourself, Conor." " You don't care?" " No." "That's bullshit, I know you care." "El, you're supposed to say:" ""What the fuck were you thinking, Conor?"" "You're supposed to say:" ""Your selfish piece of shit."" "No." "We're past that." "And you just said it for me." "Come on, let's go back to the city." "I'm gonna get out of here." " Ma'am?" " Yes." "Hi." "What a jerk." "And you look like ass." "Thank you." "Where were you last night?" "Do you want to take a load off?" "I come here on breaks." "All the librarians advocate is a whole nap philosophy." "Nap philosophy?" "Yes." "One nap to start the day like..." "help with productivity and stuff." "If you wanna read this..." "What?" "I was hoping you could read my mind." "Wouldn't that be nice?" "You know I did something stupid this weekend?" "Yeah, you're queen of doing something stupid." "What are you thinking?" "Deep end." "Take a train to the city." "Save the world." "When did you become an idealist?" "Couple of seconds ago." "I have a date with the dentist this weekend." "It's okay, I can be your third wheel." " Let's get drinks?" " Yeah." "Yeah, I'll have a drink." " Should we get..." " A shot." " Three shots?" " Tequila." "A round of tequila!" "I feel old!" " What?" " I feel..." "I feel old!" "Me too!" "Cheers." "What's your name?" "I'm good, thanks!" "Wait." "Oh my God." "Wait." "No, wait!" "What?" "What is it?" "Yeah." "Did I hurt you?" "No." "What is it?" "You're a stranger." "So are you." "You ever had that moment when you... know you're doing something stupid but you do it anyway?" "Yeah, everyday." " What?" "Come on." " No." " Come on." " Stay there." " I'm gonna go." " No, don't go." " Don't." " Jesus." "Just stay for a minute." "Really?" "Sorry." "Where to?" "Make a loop around the city." "Got a destination?" "Eventually." "Hey, Phoebe." " Hey, how are you?" " Good." " Your hair got long." " Not really." "He's in his spot." "That's good." "You could make this place your own if you want." " And do what you like with it." " Seriously, like..." "I'm done." "Used to be pretty cool once upon a time." "Some of the same faces still show up." "Except more wrinkled." "Some are less, though." "Stones went last week after playing the Garden, but... mostly, people are just fading away." "I've been doing this way too long." "I think you've done pretty good." "Yeah, well..." "Complacency scares the shit out of me." "Yeah?" "And how is this:" "I forfeited the loan the bank gave me," "I'm losing the lease of my bar," "Eleanor's gone... with the fucking wind." "I'm 33 years old, and my life is a fucking boat-wreck." "I'm on my sixties," "I lost a grandson this year, but I'm basically forbidden to talk about, my third wife just walked out of me, and I come here every afternoon to this restaurant named after your mother." " It's time to shoot the crow." " Where you're gonna go?" "You're gonna fly off to Never Never Land?" "Become a Buddhist?" "What are you doing here, anyway?" "I was just in the neighborhood." ""Just in the neighborhood."" "What is it?" "Do you ever wonder why we fall in love with a specific person?" "Not really." "I think to myself:" ""Something's wrong here, but I can't quite put my finger on what it is."" "There's always one that haunts us." "So give her time." "It's the right thing to do given the circumstances." " Circumstances suck." " Yeah." "I really forbid you from talking about him?" "What the fuck are you gonna say to me?" "Ever since he..." "Ever since what happened happened, any thought or memory of him has been something just to run my mind as far as fuck away from as I can get..." "And that..." "A shooting star only lasts a second." "But..." "Aren't you glad that you at least have seen it?" "That's nice." "It's a little Hallmark, but it's nice." "I mean, it is nice." "You have a delicate soul, dad." "Nobody's ever said that to me before." "You know you are in imminent danger of sappiness?" "We can't have that, can we?" " Are you hungry?" " Yes." " I'll fix you something up." " Okay." "All the lonely people..." "Where do they all come from?" "This is the Beatles' song you were named after." "Three Splendas?" "Full service." "Want me to come down there or you wanna join me in here?" "I think I'm gonna leave your class." "You're breaking up with me." "So this is what heartbreak feels like." "You never had your heart broken?" "Only read about it in books." " Liar." " Sure." "You don't have to tell me this, you could have just not shown up." "I just gotta get out of here." "Here?" "The Tri-State Area." "You know they say that if you... walk away from things then you will just... keep walking away and... start a whole history of walkaways." "Did this sound as lame as I thought it did?" "No." "Good, 'cause I don't have a fucking clue of how life should be lived." "Well, could you refer me to someone who does, please?" "Yeah." "I had a dog, Miles." "Got him from a pound." "He did pretty well and lived every day like he won the lottery." "Where's Miles when we need him?" "Somewhere in Pennsylvania." "Took him on a road trip, trying to be all travels with Charlie." "As soon as we hit the open countryside, he started jumping up and down like he picked up a scent or found something he'd always been looking for." "We let him out..." "He hightails it, chasing the sun in nowhere." "He ran away?" "I imagine he's happy wherever he wind up." "Hooked up with some Amish people." " Lives on a diary farm." " It's possible." "I have a colleague at NYU." "It's from my days I've worked with your dad there." "Teaches Anthropology at American University in Paris, does some work at the Musée du quai Branly." "I make a phone call... send him that dissertation you started on..." "Want half a bagel?" " No, I'm good, I'm good." " You're getting enough to eat?" "You're starting to sound maternal." "That would be a first." "When's the last time you got to talk to your son?" "Some holiday too long ago." "Is it sad that I don't remember?" "Probably." "I should call him, shouldn't I?" "Yes." "Now you sound maternal." "Hello?" "Hello?" "Hello?" "With your kiss my life begins" "And like the leaf clings to the tree" "Baby, please, cling to me" "We are creatures of the wind" "Wild is the wind" "You touch me" "I hear the sound of mandolins" "And you kiss me" "With your kiss my life begins" "Love me, love me" "Say you do" "Let me fly away with you" "Hey." "Do I seem like a different person to you?" "You look the same to me." "I'm sorry." "For what?" "For disappearing." "We'll never get to where we were." "Where was that?" "Someplace good." "Yeah." "Tell me what are you thinking." "I forgot what he looked like." "Sometimes I'll get a glimpse of his eyes or... the way he'd smile at me from his crib." "But then it will vanish." "I can't picture his face." "I can't picture his face anymore." "He was pale." "He frowned a lot." "He had your eyes, he had your nose, he had your lips he had your cheeks." "El, he was all you." "He was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen." "I wasn't prepared for what this feels like." "I know, neither was I." "I love you." "I know." " How's it coming?" " It's coming." "There was a great cafe, called "Le Cafe", at the Rue Tiquetonne, then a lot of artsy fartsys to go too, your mother and I used to go there when we visited her parents." "We met Jean-Marie Le Clézio there once." " Before he won his Nobel." " Cool." "And you should get... some of those big french macarons, at Ladurée... in Saint Germain." "Call me when you do... and I will live vicariously through you." "I will, thanks." "I lost you in the ocean once." "What?" "I lost you in the ocean once." "We had rented a house, in the Ditch Plains Beach, on Montauk." "We only could afford Montauk." "You were about 2." "Your mother was pregnant with Katy." "And I took you down, swimming, one afternoon." "And a lot of people down there..." "I..." "I waited out... holding you." "Thinking at one point:" ""This might not be the best idea."" "But you were game." "Or I imagined that you were game because you never ever seemed scared." "About anything." "The Atlantic is moody, and a big set of waves knocked in." "We made it under the first one." "You were clinging to my neck." "But we got caught in front of the second... and I came up without you." "And I have never felt anything like that." "The throes of stupid couple seconds... treading the white water." "And then miraculously I... felt you at my feet." "I never told your mother." "I never told anyone." "It was the worst and best moment of my life." "Can I..." " Is this ready?" " Yes." " I'll be downstairs in a bit." " Okay." "What you got?" "Chardonnay." "It's good, huh?" "You know I am full of shit, right?" "Depends on the day." "But you know that I love you, huh?" "Say goodbye to auntie El, okay?" "Okay." "Goodbye, chickadee." "You make sure that they behave, okay?" " Okay." " Okay, kiss." "What time is it in France?" " It is past your bedtime." " Why?" "Don't be a stranger." "I won't." "I don't wanna go to bed." "There's still light out." "You don't have to go to bed, sweetie." "Be good, okay?" "I'll be back." "When is auntie El coming back?" "She'll be back next summer." "Hey, guys." "Gonna go take a stroll before the rush, okay?" "Okay." "Aren't you worried about these 15 people as to how we can deal with them?" "You know how we do this?" "We could use the back room." "If every dream" "Are ways to be" "A way to you" "If every clock" "Turns back to me" "Turn back to you" "Still" "No fate awaits" "Still, without you" "No fate awaits" "Still, no fate awaits me" "If every road" "Comes back to me" "Come back to you" "If every road" "Comes back to you" "Come back to me" "Subtitles - othelo "