Last Night Script - Dialogue Transcript

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Last Night Script


  



 

                   

[Telephone Ringing]



 

                   

[Ringing Continues]



 

                   

[Man On Answering Machine]

Hi. lt'sme.

l'm not here.



 

                   

lf you're a friend

or someone who has loved me,



 

                   

l want to thank you

for being apart of my life.



 

                   

lfit'syou, Mom, l'm coming.

l'llbe there. Relax.

Here's the beep.



 

                   

[Beep]

[Man]

Goodafternoon, Mr. Wheeler.



 

                   

l'm calling

from thegas company.



 

                   

lhopeyou're doing well

andspending these finalhours

inpeace withyourlovedones.



  

                   

Rest assuredthat we willmake

everyeffort to keep thegas

flowing right untilthe end.



  

                   

[Man On Radio]

Coming up on

the last night on theplanet,



  

                   

andyou're listening to CKRT.



  

                   

The top    songs ofalltime.

Withya untilthe end.



  

                   

¢Ülast night¢Ü



  

                   

¢Üldidn 'tget

to sleep at all¢Ü



  

                   

¢ÜNo, no¢Ü



  

                   

¢Üllayawake and watched

untilthe morning light¢Ü



  

                   

¢Ü Washedawaythe darkness

ofthe lonelynight¢Ü



  

                   

¢Ülonelynight¢Ü



  

                   

¢Ü Oh, last night lgot

to thinking that maybe l¢Ü



  

                   

¢Ül, l¢Ü



  

                   

¢ÜShouldcallyou up andjust

forget my foolishpride¢Ü



  

                   

¢Ülheardyournumberringing

l went coldinside¢Ü



  

                   

¢ÜAndlast night ldidn 't

get to sleep at all¢Ü



  

                   

¢Ülknowit'snot my fault¢Ü



  

                   

¢Üldidmybest¢Ü



  

                   

¢Ü Godknows

thisheart ofmine¢Ü



  

                   

¢Ü Could use a rest¢Ü



  

                   

¢ÜBut more andmore lfind¢Ü



  

                   

¢Ü The dreamslleft behind¢Ü



  

                   

¢ÜAresomehow

too realto replace¢Ü



  

                   

¢ÜReplace¢Ü



  

                   

¢Ü Oh, last night¢Ü



  

                   

¢Üldidn 'tget

to sleep at all¢Ü



  

                   

¢ÜNo, no¢Ü



  

                   

¢Ü Thesleepingpillltook

wasjust a waste oftime¢Ü



  

                   

¢Ülcouldn 't close my eyes

'causeyou were on mymind¢Ü



  

                   

¢ÜAndlast night¢Ü



  

                   

¢Üldidn 'tget to sleep

Didn 'tget to sleep¢Ü



  

                   

¢ÜNo, ldidn 'tget

to sleep at all¢Ü



  

                   

[ People Laughing ]



  

                   

¢ÜBut more andmore lfind¢Ü



  

                   

¢Ü The dreamslleft behind¢Ü



  

                   

¢ÜAresomehow

too realto replace¢Ü

¢ÜReplace¢Ü



  

                   

¢Ü Oh, last night¢Ü



  

                   

¢Üldidn 'tget

to sleep at all¢Ü



  

                   

¢ÜNo, no¢Ü



  

                   

¢Ü Thesleepingpillltook

wasjust a waste oftime¢Ü¢Ü



  

                   

Hi, Mom.

[Woman]

Yes, dear.



  

                   

Hi. I'm sorry--

l'llbe withyou

in a minute.



  

                   

Let's go. There may be some

unfamiliar faces in here.

¢Ü¢Ü[ "Silent Night"]



  

                   

Hi.



  

                   

Your esteemed

grandmother.



  

                   

There he is.

Oh, you look so handsome

in that suit.



  

                   

And Rose.

Yes, well-- Rose.



  

                   

Rose from Edmonton.

You remember

Rose from Edmonton.



  

                   

Rose from Edmonton.

Your dear sister

jennifer.



  

                   

Hi.

Alex.



  

                   

Alex. I thought

that was you.



  

                   

I didn't know you

were back in the picture.

I thought you had fled to, um--



  

                   

Patrick. Patrick, shut up.

To the hills

or wherever--



  

                   

He comes back

when it counts.



  

                   

Yeah, but I'm surprised

you could come.



  

                   

lthoughtyou'dhave

some big familything--

some bigpig roast.



  

                   

Patrick !

What ? l'm greetinghim

like a brother.



  

                   

- You're being obnoxious.

- Yeah, well, exactly.



  

                   

Don't pay any attention.

He's trying to be funny.



  

                   

Actually, we are going

to my parents after.



  

                   

So, let's enjoy

the time we have.



  

                   

- We werejust opening

the stockings.

- Where's mine ? You started ?



  

                   

Well, we couldn't wait forever.

I don't know. Maybe there

isn't anything left.



  

                   

What did you get ?

Is this yours ?

She gave you all this ?



  

                   

All ofthis

great stuff.



  

                   

One ofthese, yeah.



  

                   

Isn't it a little

late for that ?

It's old.



  

                   

From when I was a kid.

She's wrapping this old

stuff up from the attic.



  

                   

It's like nostalgia.

Right.



  

                   

- Did you notice the tree ?

- [Grandmother]

lt'sa nice tree.



  

                   

Your old dad,

he got out the chain saw,

and he dragged it back...



  

                   

from the front yard

ofthe Winterson house.

It's quite the tree.



  

                   

You remember Hazel Winterson.

[Mr. Wheeler] They were

one ofthe first to leave.



  

                   

[Grandmother]

Well, l'm notsurprised.



  

                   

Here we are.

Ooh, aren't you lucky.



  

                   

look whatSanta

broughtyou last night.



  

                   

Yea !

Not that you

deserve it.



  

                   

Thankyou, Santa.

Imagine. Coming late

to Christmas.



  

                   

Ah, ah, ah.

Not in the fire.



  

                   

- Oh, right. It's fake.

- What do you mean, it's fake ?

It's not fake.



  

                   

It's not for burning.



  

                   

Use the bag.



  

                   

Whenyou two were kids,

you always used

to wake usat  .:  .



  

                   

""Oh, can we open

the presents now, Mom ?



  

                   

Mom-- Mom, it's Christmas.

Wake up, Dad !""



  

                   

Well, no point

trying to go to sleep.



  

                   

But your father

put his foot down.



  

                   

""No opening the presents

until your grandma arrives.""



  

                   

We had to put a skipping rope

across the stairs...



  

                   

just to keepyou

fromgettingat the tree.



  

                   

- Skipping rope ?

- [Mr. Wheeler]

l'm surprisedit worked.



   

                   

Now he comes

an hour late.



   

                   

Uh, well, Mom, there are

two really good excuses

I can think of...



   

                   

that maybe

youshouldkeep in mind.



   

                   

For one thing, it's not really

Christmas today, is it, Mom ?



   

                   

Andforanotherthing,

it's the endofthe world.



   

                   

The worldis ending tonight

at midnight,



   

                   

andthat'skept me

prettyoccupiedlately.



   

                   

I'll check the dinner.



   

                   

Would it hurt you

to play alongjust once ?



   

                   

lt meansa lot to her--

to have herfamily.

I'm sorry.



   

                   

Today ofall days.



   

                   

All right.



   

                   

Okay, I'm opening.

Uh, can I open

the big one first ?



   

                   

Wait foryour mother.



   

                   

Mom ! Mom !



   

                   

[Man On Radio]

lhavejust one question

formy listeners.



   

                   

Doyou thinkJimmy

is loving MaryAnn

on theirlast night together?



   

                   

let's take a look

through the lookingglass

whereyou'llfindyouranswer.



   

                   

Here on CKRT,

withya untilthe end.



   

                   

¢Ü¢Ü[Man Singing]



   

                   

¢Ü¢Ü



   

                   

¢Ü¢Ü



   

                   

¢Ü¢Ü



   

                   

So, juice ?



   

                   

Oh. Perfect.

Mm, tropical punch.



   

                   

You treat me so well.



   

                   

Well, you get one

every day at around now,

if I'm not mistaken.



   

                   

I thought

I'd try it myself.



   

                   

I thought

you never noticed.



   

                   

Oh, but I did.



   

                   

So, how goes the battle ?



   

                   

Fine. Good.



   

                   

Good old computer.

Hmm.



   

                   

Well, imagine,

even tenyears ago...



   

                   

you'd have to have

eight or nine stations

just to keep the system running.



   

                   

I know.



   

                   

But now--

Now.



   

                   

just you.

And you.



   

                   

Well, l--

l'm almost done.

Oh.



   

                   

Oh, you've

alreadygot one.

Oh, this ?



   

                   

Yes. Well,

this one's old.

You know, flat.



   

                   

Yeah. Well,

keep up the fight.



   

                   

¢Ü¢Ü[Continues]



   

                   

[ Car Beeping ]



   

                   

[Woman]

Oh, people,



   

                   

this is the last night,

you hearme ?



   

                   

Hi. This is Roweena.

Please leave a message.

Thanks.



   

                   

[ Beep ]

Good evening,

Mrs. R. Wheeler.



   

                   

I'm calling from

the gas company,



   

                   

and wejust wanted to thankyou

for being our customer

over the years.



   

                   

I hope you are doing well

and spending these final hours

of peace with your loved ones.



   

                   

Rest assured that we will do

our utmost to keep the gas

flowing right until the end.



   

                   

Thankyou and good-bye.



   

                   

[Dialing]



   

                   

[line Ringing]



   

                   

[Telephone Ringing]



   

                   

[Ringing Continues]



   

                   

Will somebody get that !

[Ringing Continues]



   

                   

just leave it, Mom !

Leave it to the machine !



   

                   

ButAunt Margo

is taking the whole family,

[Ringing Continues]



   

                   

including

the Simpson clan,

up north to Muskoka.



   

                   

And she says

the whole congregation is

going to meet around the lake.



   

                   

And at midnight,

or a quarter to, I guess,



   

                   

they're all going out

in canoes.



   

                   

[Jennifer]

Oh, my God!

Excruciating.



   

                   

Imagine ending it all

singing ""Kumbaya.""



   

                   

Yes, well, she is

with the United Church.



   

                   

Tah-dah !

[All] Oh !

[Jennifer] There she is !



   

                   

Your mother knows

how to handle a turkey.

What a bird.



   

                   

Don't butcher it.

I'll be right back.



   

                   

What's she

talking about ?



   

                   

Rose,

you like the dark ?

Yes, please.



   

                   

There were people

in the street again today.



   

                   

ltseems

togo in cycles.



   

                   

You be careful whenyou leave.

Don'tgo out in thestreets

unlessyou have to.



   

                   

Oh, come on, Dad.

They're safe.

They'rejust having fun.



   

                   

Oh, that's fun, is it ?

I'm not so sure.



   

                   

lhave to admit

they've been better

the last while.



   

                   

But that'snotsayingmuch,

comparedto the first months.

Rememberthat nonsense ?



   

                   

There's

two sides.

To what ?



   

                   

Well, I mean,

I understand.



   

                   

You understand what ?



   

                   

Whypeople do it.

Go crazy in thestreet.



   

                   

Mother, I have a little ham

you might prefer.



   

                   

Foryour condition.



   

                   

People are destroying things,

killingpeople--



   

                   

It'sjust a--

just a chance to--

to blow some off.



   

                   

What ? Heads ?

Steam.



   

                   

Steam. Oh, mymistake.

Yeah.

Blow offsome steam.



   

                   

Right. Alex, I think maybe

I should mention, before

you make any faux pas here,



   

                   

that we have a tradition

in this family-- that we

don't kill other people.



   

                   

Patrick, that'snot

what he's saying.

You know what he means.



   

                   

People want

to experience things.



   

                   

And we're all gonna

die anyway, so--



   

                   

That gives us all

the more reason to be civil.



   

                   

Now more than ever

we should be courteous

and respect each other's needs.



   

                   

It's a test ofour values.



   

                   

Sweetheart, you joining us ?



   

                   

Nice speech, Dad.



   

                   

[Grandmother]

Oh ! Golly!



   

                   

Wow. Look at that.



   

                   

I know that this is a bit much,

but, Patrick, you always

loved lamb.



   

                   

Well,

that should do it.



   

                   

We didn't want anyone

to starve.



   

                   

Well, thank God,

we don't have to fit

in those canoes.



   

                   

I'm stuffed

just looking at it.



   

                   

I wanted you to have

something special,



   

                   

so when you

go home, Patrick,

alone at midnight,



   

                   

you'llrememberyour

parents weren'tso bad.



   

                   

Sweetheart,

is that all or--



   

                   

Yes, I'm ready.



   

                   

[Patrick]

Oh, Christ.



   

                   

Let's say grace.



   

                   

For what we are

about to receive,



   

                   

may the Lord

make us truly thankful.



   

                   

Amen.

[ Crying ]

Amen.



   

                   

Mom, I told you about

this three weeks ago.



   

                   

Why can't you just stay

a couple of hours ?



   

                   

You haven't

got anybody

to go home to.



   

                   

Mom, I made a decision

about where I want to be

when it happens.



   

                   

And I'm sorry,

but you're going

to have to accept that.



   

                   

[Mrs. Wheeler

Crying]



   

                   

[ Crying Continues ]



   

                   

[ Clicks Tongue ]



   

                   

[Crying Continues]



   

                   

Well, the food's

getting cold, isn't it ?



   

                   

[KnockingAt Door]



   

                   

[Knocking Continues]



   

                   

Hi.



   

                   

Hi.



   

                   

I'm Lily.



   

                   

I know.



   

                   

I'm black.



   

                   

I could tell.

Yep.      percent.



   

                   

[ Chuckles ]

I believe you.

You're...



   

                   

perfect.



   

                   

Uh, come on in.



   

                   

Make yourself

at home.



   

                   

[DoorShuts]



   

                   

Um, would you

like a drink ?



   

                   

I have, uh, drinks.



   

                   

Cognac.



   

                   

All right.

Uh, cognac it is.



   

                   

Um, should I take off

my clothes ?

No.



   

                   

Holdon.

l'llbe there in a minute.



   

                   

[Glasses Clinking]



   

                   

Thanks.

You're welcome.



   

                   

You don't remember me,

do you ?



   

                   

No.



   

                   

We met once before

at, uh, a party.



   

                   

At, uh,

Basil's place.



   

                   

I used to go

to a lot of parties.



   

                   

Yeah. Well, that's

how I got your number.

Through a friend of Basil's.



   

                   

I was asking around,

and, uh-- Chris Fenton

is his name.



   

                   

Anyway, he was talking

about this one girl--



   

                   

beautiful girl--



   

                   

and, uh, click,

like that, I remembered.



   

                   

That's very sweet.



   

                   

So we should, uh,



   

                   

head to the bedroom ?

Yep.



   

                   

Go ahead.

I'll be with you

in a minute.



   

                   

[Clicking]



   

                   

¢Ü¢Ü [ Soft R&B ]



   

                   

¢Ü¢Ü[Continues]



   

                   

More ?

No.



   

                   

No. You don't have to.



   

                   

What I was trying

to say out there is

that you're very beautiful.



   

                   

And I knew that before.



   

                   

I just want you to know

that I'm not doing this

because you're black.



   

                   

Yes, you are.



   

                   

You don't have to lie.



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

So, uh, before

we get started,



   

                   

uh, there's a couple

ofthings I'd like to try.



   

                   

Uh, nothing too weird,

I thinkyou'll agree.



   

                   

But, um, you know,



   

                   

ifthere's anything

you had in mind--



   

                   

Yes.

Uh,



   

                   

maybe you could

tell me before

so we can fit it in.



   

                   

Hey.



   

                   

Don't worry.



   

                   

You'll bejust fine.



   

                   

I just wanted

to have an orgasm today.



   

                   

I'll do my best.



   

                   

¢Ül've been watchingyou¢Ü



   

                   

¢Ü The wayyou move

yoursexybody¢Ü



   

                   

¢ÜBody¢Ü



   

                   

¢ÜBody¢Ü



   

                   

¢Ü Yeah¢Ü



   

                   

¢Ü¢Ü[Continues]



   

                   

[Telephone Rings]



   

                   

[Ringing Continues]



   

                   

[Answering Machine Clicks]

[Man] llove

each andeveryone ofyou.



   

                   

leave a message.

[Beep]



   

                   

[Man] Goodevening,

Mr. Zwiller. l'm calling

from thegas company.



   

                   

[Yelling, Shouting

ln Distance]



   

                   

[Gunfire]



   

                   

[Girl]

Mom, can lget

myearspierced?



   

                   

Youpromisedme lcould

get myearspierced

when l was   



   

                   

andnowl'm

   and  months.



   

                   

- [Woman] let's talk

aboutsomething else.

- I hate this.



   

                   

Silence.



   

                   

[FootstepsApproaching]



   

                   

Excuse me.

Howlonghave

you been waiting ?



   

                   

Almost    minutes.

Oh,Jesus,

where did he go ?



   

                   

Who ?

The driver.



   

                   

What driver ?



   

                   

I don't suppose you know

how to drive this thing,

do you ?



   

                   

You see, Mom ?

You see that ?

I hate this !



   

                   

No, darling.

I don't see it.



   

                   

[Man On Radio]

We're lookin'at fourhours

untilthe endofthe world,



   

                   

andl'm spinning this one

forthe kids.



   

                   

¢Ü¢Ü[ChildSinging,

lndistinct]



   

                   

[Woman]

Done ?



   

                   

Done.



   

                   

lhave a confession

to make.



   

                   

¢Ü¢Ü[Continues]



   

                   

You bad girl.



   

                   

Everyday ?

For seven years.

At  :  .



   

                   

No matter what I was doing

or what I was supposed

to be doing.



   

                   

One drink.

My private ritual.



   

                   

[ Chuckles ]



   

                   

[ Exhales ]

But now it's off my chest.



   

                   

Ofcourse you know

I could fire you

for this.



   

                   

You want one ?

Um, I think not.



   

                   

But you go ahead.



   

                   

Right.

You're driving.



   

                   

You'll call me

ifyou need me ?



   

                   

Now, why would I need you ?

That's true.



   

                   

Ifthere's a problem--



   

                   

Don't let me down.



   

                   

¢Ült'sa love beat¢Ü



   

                   

¢ÜAnd when we meet

it'sagoodsensation¢Ü



   

                   

¢Ülisten to myheartpound¢Ü



   

                   

¢Ülisten to my lovesound¢Ü



   

                   

Patrick,justpromise me

you'llcallthem, okay ?



   

                   

Promise.

I promise.



   

                   

Swear to God.



   

                   

You be good.

Take care of her.

Patrick.



   

                   

¢ÜAnd when we meet

it'sagoodsensation¢Ü



   

                   

¢Ülisten to myheartbeat¢Ü



   

                   

¢Ült'sa love beat¢Ü



   

                   

¢ÜAnda love beat

isagood vibration¢Ü



   

                   

¢Ülisten to myheartbeat¢Ü¢Ü



   

                   

[ Horn Honking ]



   

                   

[Woman]

Can lhelpyou ?

Uh, this is where I live.



   

                   

Oh, I'm sorry.



   

                   

Can I help you ?

No.



   

                   

Actually, yes.

Do you have a phone ?



   

                   

Uh, no, not in

my person, no.

No, but inside.



   

                   

Uh, there's a pay phone

on the corner.

That doesn't work.



   

                   

Well, ifthat

doesn't work,

mine won't either.



   

                   

That doesn't work

because it's smashed.



   

                   

Please.

It's important.

[ Sighs ]



   

                   

[Answering Machine Beeps]

[Woman]

Hi, hon. lt'sme.



   

                   

lthoughtyousaid

you'dstillbe there.



   

                   

Uh-- No, lguess

yougot offearly.

Okay, bye.



   

                   

[ Dialing ]



   

                   

[ Line Ringing ]



   

                   

[ Beep ]

Hello, honey.



   

                   

Honey, where are you ?

I need you to come pick me up.



   

                   

My car got attacked,

and I'm stuck here

on Phoenix Drive--



   

                   

   .



   

                   

    Phoenix Drive,



   

                   

at    -    .



   

                   

Call me, please.

I'll try you

on the car phone.



   

                   

Uh, you gave him

my number ?

[ Dialing ]



   

                   

[ Line Ringing ]

I'm sorry.

Is that all right ?



   

                   

Hello. Canyou--



   

                   

Shit !

[Hangs Up Phone]



   

                   

Well, they haven't

worked for weeks.



   

                   

Cell phones.

Never really did.



   

                   

I'm sorry.

Am I keeping you ?



   

                   

From what ?

From your children.



   

                   

Oh, I-- I don't have any.



   

                   

- [ Toy Squeaks ]

- Oh. But these paintings.



   

                   

Oh, uh, those were done

byotherpeople's children.



   

                   

From, uh, day care.



   

                   

So, you're going

to a party ?

Nope.



   

                   

People coming over ?



   

                   

No. I'm staying here

by myself.



   

                   

Oh. Then I'll wait here

a minute. Do you mind ?



   

                   

I just went out

to pick up some things,

and my husband is... somewhere.



   

                   

I have to get home.



   

                   

Would you like

a magazine or something ?



   

                   

Something to eat ?



   

                   

Don't entertain me.

just do what you were doing.



   

                   

Candy cane ?



   

                   

My-- My mother,

shejust threw this

big Christmas dinner.



   

                   

She wanted us to relive

our happiest moments

as a family.



   

                   

So she took all this stuff

from our childhood...



   

                   

and wrapped it up and

gave it to us as gifts.



   

                   

[Woman]

Thisstuff?



   

                   

Yeah, there's, uh, these

oldreport cardshere...



   

                   

and, um,

awards that I won...



   

                   

and these

little craft things.



   

                   

That.

Let me see that.



   

                   

Oh.

Oh, yeah, diving.



   

                   

Yeah. Must have

been my sister's.



   

                   

I think I had

some ofthese.



   

                   

Pete Seeger.

That rings a bell.



   

                   

Yeah, my mother

says I love that.

Guantanamera.



   

                   

She sounds nice.



   

                   

Who ? My mother ?

That she would do all this ?



   

                   

No, that she

gave you Pete Seeger

when you were a kid.



   

                   

Oh, well, uh,

I don't want to give you

the wrong impression.



   

                   

It's not

exactly indicative

of my family.



   

                   

Actually, we had

this big fight when--



   

                   

when I told her there

were socialist implications.



   

                   

To what ? Pete Seeger ?



   

                   

""Oh, Patrick,

why do you have to go and

spoil everything nice ?""



   

                   

Oh, I didn't know.

What ?



   

                   

That he was a socialist.



   

                   

Oh, well, you know,

folk music.



   

                   

He had these

sing-along things, right ?

Uh, yeah.



   

                   

On TV ?



   

                   

Pete Seeger,

ofthe Weavers.



   

                   

You might be thinking

of Mitch Miller

or something.



   

                   

¢Ü Guantanamera ¢Ü



   

                   

¢Ü Guajira

Guantanamera ¢Ü



   

                   

¢Ü Guantanamera ¢Ü¢Ü



   

                   

It's Spanish.



   

                   

""The streams ofthe mountain

pleases me more

than the sea.""



   

                   

I should go.



   

                   

So you're going back there ?

Where ?



   

                   

- To your mother's.

- No. I told you,

I'm staying here.



   

                   

By yourself?

Yes. lflcan.



   

                   

That'snotso hard

to imagine.



   

                   

jesus Christ.

Where the fuck are you ?



   

                   

Look, ifyou need a car,

you can always get one.



   

                   

Where ?



   

                   

From-- From anywhere.



   

                   

Steal one.



   

                   

[ People Shouting,

Indistinct ]



   

                   

[ Dialing ]



   

                   

[ Line Ringing ]



   

                   

Stupid cell phones.



   

                   

[Woman]

Three hours till

the endofthe world!



   

                   

[Bells Chiming]



   

                   

Three hours !



   

                   

Three more hours.



   

                   

Hurry up !

[Man]

Shut up, lady!



   

                   

Move it.



   

                   

[KnockingAt Door]



   

                   

Well, here I am.



   

                   

I'm a little bit early.

Hope that's not a problem.



   

                   

No, no, no.

That's perfect. My, uh--

My friend just left.



   

                   

We have the place

to ourselves ?

That's right.



   

                   

Come in.



   

                   

So, this is

your apartment

where you live.



   

                   

Isn't it nice.



   

                   

Is it ?

It is.



   

                   

And what had you

been doing again ?



   

                   

What do you mean,

before ?



   

                   

Before. With your life.



   

                   

Um,



   

                   

well, I--



   

                   

I finished, uh,

school, finally.



   

                   

And, uh-- uh, yeah,

I took a couple

ofyears off.



   

                   

I was going

to med school.



   

                   

So... I guess

I would have been

a doctor ofsome sort.



   

                   

Oh, that's wonderful.



   

                   

I always knew

you had it in you.



   

                   

Isn't it nice how things

worked out so well ?



   

                   

And you grew up so... nicely.



   

                   

You're a handsome man.



   

                   

Well, thankyou.



   

                   

So--



   

                   

Uh, can I get you

something to drink ?



   

                   

lhave drinks.

Oh, no, I'm fine.

Thankyou.



   

                   

[ Laughs ]



   

                   

So, Craig, um, you probably

won't want to hear this,



   

                   

but I saw your stepmother

at the Super Save last week.



   

                   

And she has met another man

and married him

as you may know.



   

                   

And she made me promise

that if I ran into you,



   

                   

I would tell you that

you're welcome, ifyou want,

tojoin their circle.



   

                   

Their circle ?

Right.

Their prayer circle.



   

                   

They're all meeting

at Mel Lastman Square.



   

                   

And for the    hours

leading to the end,



   

                   

they're going to pray

for the souls of humanity.



   

                   

Ofcourse you've missed

the beginning by now,



   

                   

but I'm sure

you can join in

wheneveryou come.



   

                   

Uh-huh. Well, as much

as that sounds like fun--



   

                   

[ Both Laughing ]



   

                   

You have your own way

to worship, I guess.



   

                   

Yeah, I-- I--

I guess I do.



   

                   

Give me a hug.



   

                   

[ Moaning ]



   

                   

I was surprised

by your call.



   

                   

And happy.



   

                   

You know,

you were always a favorite.



   

                   

My favorite student.



   

                   

You were

a favorite of mine.



   

                   

Well, I know now.



   

                   

We should, um,



   

                   

head to the bedroom.



   

                   

¢Ü I'm watching you ¢Ü



   

                   

¢Ü The way you move

your sexy body ¢Ü



   

                   

¢Ü I'm liking

the things you do ¢Ü



   

                   

¢Ü The way you move ¢Ü¢Ü



   

                   

Even when you're

with someone else,

you're still by yourself.



   

                   

And I don't think

that's pathetic.

I don't think that's sad.



   

                   

Oh, what about

this one ?

Uh, no. Let's keep going.



   

                   

But what I do find sad

and what I do

find pathetic...



   

                   

is people who don't

know themselves or people

who don't like themselves.



   

                   

And as soon as they hear

that the world is ending,



   

                   

they rush out and try and

hook up with someone, like it

was closing time at Studio   .



   

                   

Well, I guess I'm not

the one to talk to.



   

                   

I mean, I know in my heart

that I'm not in a meaningful

relationship right now.



   

                   

I'm not with

a woman that I love,

and I can deal with that.



   

                   

I-- I just feel that now is

not the time to compromise.



   

                   

There's something to be said

for human companionship.

This one ?



   

                   

Uh, fine, fine.



   

                   

Okay, stand back.



   

                   

No, wait.

Oh,Jesus.



   

                   

I can't drive

standard.



   

                   

Oh, that's all right.

I don't like it much anyways.



   

                   

I mean, cars are another

big disappointment.



   

                   

They should have gone

farther than this.



   

                   

They peaked both

aesthetically and technically

sometime around the mid-'  s,



   

                   

'   according to my friend,

and then basically no progress.



   

                   

I mean, we deserve better.

I mean, even the little

things, you know.



   

                   

Why do they always have

to be shiny ?



   

                   

Why couldn't they make a car

with a nice matte finish ?



   

                   

Well, there's something

to be said for

human companionship.



   

                   

Oh, come on.

I like human beings

as much as the next guy.



   

                   

Okay, this one, okay ?

This one ?



   

                   

Yeah, all right.

Here we go.



   

                   

Madam, your car.



   

                   

[ Both Exhale ]



   

                   

So now what ?



   

                   

Now, we, uh, start it.



   

                   

Well, I think I understand

where you're coming from.



   

                   

It might make sense

in your mind, but

I can't really say I agree.



   

                   

Meaning what ?



   

                   

Take my life, for example:

how I met my husband.



   

                   

I never knew him.

We met at a party when

the government closed down.



   

                   

Three days later

we were married.



   

                   

That was

like two months ago.



   

                   

And I had been married

before, once before,



   

                   

to a guy

from a bakery shop

where I used to work.



   

                   

So I should have

known better.



   

                   

But this marriage,

my current marriage,



   

                   

is the best relationship

I've ever had.



   

                   

I love him.



   

                   

I feel like we've lived

a lifetime together.



   

                   

So I guess I'm one of

those people you hate.



   

                   

Oh, well,

I didn't mean it that way.



   

                   

And another thing:

I'm pregnant.



   

                   

You're going

to have his baby ?



   

                   

I'm carrying it.

His embryo. My baby.



   

                   

Do you think

that's immoral ?



   

                   

Immoral ? Well, no.

None of us can

have children.



   

                   

Actually, I think

it's kind ofsweet.

I wanted

to know if I could do it.



   

                   

If I had the power.

And I do.



   

                   

We could have done

anything together.



   

                   

I love him, and we're

going to go all the way.

[ Horn Honks ]



   

                   

Wh-What are you doing ?



   

                   

Well, um, aren't

there some wires

under this thing...



   

                   

ifyou break it off ?



   

                   

You don't know

how to do this, do you ?



   

                   

Well--



   

                   

No. No,

I have no idea.



   

                   

Taxi ! Taxi !

[ Horn Honks ]



   

                   

[ Tires Squealing ]



   

                   

[ Tires Screeching ]



   

                   

What the fuck !

You want me to run you over ?

Uh, just--



   

                   

Hey. Um, thanks

for stopping.



   

                   

Um, my friend here

needs a, uh, smoke.



   

                   

- Do you have

a cigarette ?

- [ Tires Squeal ]



   

                   

[Man On Radio]

We're coming up on about  .:  



   

                   

[Man On Radio]

We're coming up on about  .:  



   

                   

and we've reachednumber  

on the top    songs

ofalltime.



   

                   

We can'tstop the clock,

but we can make itgo

a little smoother.



   

                   

Mr. Burton Cummings.

¢Ü Glamourboy¢Ü



   

                   

¢Ü¢Ü[Continues]



   

                   

¢Ü Glamour boy ¢Ü



   

                   

¢Ü¢Ü



   

                   

¢Ü¢Ü

¢Ü¢Ü [ Whistling Along

With Song ]



   

                   

¢Ü¢Ü



   

                   

¢Ü¢Ü



   

                   

¢Ü¢Ü



   

                   

¢Ü¢Ü



   

                   

¢Ü¢Ü [ Singing Along ]



   

                   

¢Ü¢Ü



   

                   

¢Ü¢Ü



   

                   

Whoo-oo-oo !



   

                   

[Clattering]



   

                   

[Tires Screech]



   

                   

Patrick.

Patrick Wheeler.



   

                   

Hey.

[ Laughs ]



   

                   

What a treat

to see you today.



   

                   

Uh, right. Menzies.



   

                   

This is a friend of mine

from high school.



   

                   

Yeah, absolutely.

The old orange and blue.



   

                   

- Yeah, right.

Uh, is this your car ?

- [Menzies] You know, uh,



   

                   

you're lucky

I ran into you today.



   

                   

Yeah, maybe.

Because I have

two extra tickets...



   

                   

for the concert tonight

that I would be honored

to give you.



   

                   

Oh. Great.

So what concert's that ?

The thing downtown ?



   

                   

You didn't hear ?

It's-- It's my concert.



   

                   

I finally got my recital.

Tonight,     :   sharp,

Petrolia Hall.



   

                   

Really ? Well, that's

really prestigious.



   

                   

We all knew you

had it in you.



   

                   

We spent a whole day

driving around,

me and my cousin Ernie,



   

                   

looking for a tux;

mine was ruined.



   

                   

Showhim the tux,

Ernie.



   

                   

Uh, finally found one

at Harry Rosen.



   

                   

Harry Rosen,

ofall places.



   

                   

Right. Okay, well,

that's the thing.

My friend here needs a lift.



   

                   

Uh-huh.

Well, I-- I guess

we could drive her.



   

                   

But it's

only three blocks.



   

                   

Right, but she's going

across town.



   

                   

Oh.

But ifyou're

finished with the car--



   

                   

[ Chuckles ]

Patrick,



   

                   

I-- I need it at least

until the show.



   

                   

You know, Ernie might

have to run errands

or load equipment in.



   

                   

You know

how concerts are.

Right.



   

                   

I'd love to help you out

and your friend--



   

                   

she looks like a movie star--

but I only have one car.



   

                   

Right.

I'm not like

Craig Zwiller.



   

                   

Well, good luck then.

Break a leg.



   

                   

Oh, keep them.

In case you're

in the neighborhood.



   

                   

[DoorOpens,

Closes]



   

                   

Patrick, I really

appreciate all your help.



   

                   

Ah, listen.

My pleasure.



   

                   

[Moaning]

[DoorBuzzes]



   

                   

[Buzzing Continues]



   

                   

Uh, one second.



   

                   

¢Ül've been watchingyou¢Ü



   

                   

¢Ü The wayyou move

yoursexybody¢Ü

[Buzzing Continues]



   

                   

- Yeah ? What is it ?

- Craig, it's me, Patrick.



   

                   

I have

to askyou a favor.

What is it ? I'm busy.



   

                   

Let me in.

It's important.



   

                   

Everything

is important today.



   

                   

Ten minutes.

[ Buzzing ]



   

                   

S-So what is

all that stuffanyway ?

You have to drag it around ?



   

                   

Oh, it's

just some stuff

we needed tonight.



   

                   

Oh.



   

                   

My husband

and I are going

to commit suicide.



   

                   

We're going to kill

each other at midnight.



   

                   

Oh.



   

                   

So...



   

                   

I guess you really

love him then.



   

                   

Patrick Wheeler ?

Look at you.



   

                   

Look like

you're waiting

for the principal.



   

                   

Again.



   

                   

Madame Carlton.



   

                   

And what have you

been up to, Patrick ?



   

                   

[ Speaking French ]



   

                   

Oh. Um--



   

                   

[ Speaking French ]



   

                   

You mean myjob ?

Oui. Bravo.



   

                   

[ French ]



   

                   

None were actually built.

Oui, oui.



   

                   

[ Continuing In French ]



   

                   

[ French ]



   

                   

It's the dream that counts.

It's nice that you

can still remember.



   

                   

[ French ]



   

                   

Browner.



   

                   

Well, French was never

your forte, Craig.



   

                   

[Patrick]

Au revoir, madame.



   

                   

Adieu.

Adieu.



   

                   

[ Pushes Button ]



   

                   

Bon voyage.



   

                   

[Craig]

Fuck off.



   

                   

No.

You can't have it.



   

                   

It's unfair to even ask.

It's not for me.



   

                   

Allthe more reason.

It was my car first.



   

                   

Right, and now it's mine.

I bought it.



   

                   

It's been mine

for over two years.



   

                   

It's part of my... thing.



   

                   

Patrick, let's go.

We can't force him,

okay ?



   

                   

Come on, man.

Do something good.

Fuck offwith that good shit.



   

                   

Let's go.

I'll find another car.

It's fine.



   

                   

What are you doing,

planning a road trip

or something ?



   

                   

'Cause guess what ?

You don't have time.

I told you, it's not about that.



   

                   

It's not about... utility.



   

                   

Listen, I'm sorry.

It's important.



   

                   

I'm sorry we

had to interrupt

your last day. Let's go.



   

                   

You have two others.



   

                   

[ Sighs ]

It's a collection.

They're antique cars.



   

                   

Two old cars

is not a collection.

It's a guy with two old cars.



   

                   

Mm-hmm.



   

                   

Take it,



   

                   

bastard.



   

                   

I knew you'd give in.

I wanted to die

a man with three cars.



   

                   

I'm sorry.

Don't be sorry.

He's obviously fucked.



   

                   

Thanks a lot,

my dearest friend.



   

                   

Um, so I'll walkyou

to the car ?



   

                   

I'm sure

I can find it.



   

                   

It's hard to miss.

A       lime green,

super ""B"",



   

                   

overhead cams, duel exhaust.



   

                   

It was one ofthe first--

Not that you'll need

to look under the hood.



   

                   

Thankyou very much.

Thankyou.

You're welcome.



   

                   

Thankyou.

Are you sure you're

gonna be all right ?



   

                   

You don't need

any help ?

No. I'd better go.



   

                   

Oh, no. Um, Patrick,



   

                   

what are you doing

right now ?



   

                   

Right now ?

Going home, I guess.



   

                   

If my husband calls,

tell him I'm coming.



   

                   

[Craig]

So,



   

                   

not bad.



   

                   

[Patrick]

Not bad, eh ?

Mrs. Carlton ?



   

                   

No, l wasreferring

to what's-her-name.



   

                   

Oh, Sandra.

Yeah, not bad.



   

                   

Come on.

Don't be modest.

No-- No, I barely know her.



   

                   

Ha ! Even better,

you dog.



   

                   

No, she's a stranger.

I helped her find a car.



   

                   

And that's it ?

What's the matter with you ?



   

                   

I saw the way

she was looking.



   

                   

Women these days are,

uh, ripe for the picking.



   

                   

Well, I don't think

that was an option here.

Mm. Are you kidding me ?



   

                   

They all wanna go out

with a... bang.



   

                   

Patrick, when was the last

time you got... some ?



   

                   

[ Groaning ]



   

                   

[ Scoffs ]



   

                   

For one brief moment,

I thought you had actually

forgotten your, uh, tragedy...



   

                   

look, l'm not complaining.

You don't have to--



   

                   

and realized that

what is one death

compared to the fact...



   

                   

that in under two hours

every living soul on Earth

is gonna evaporate.



   

                   

Yeah, well, lrealize that.

ltjust doesn 't turn me on.

You know ?



   

                   

lfKaren were here,

she'd wantyou to be

with otherpeople, right ?



   

                   

If Karen was here ?

No, I don't think so.



   

                   

But she liked people.

You know what I mean ?



   

                   

She worked

in a kindergarten,

for fuck sake.



   

                   

Vitamins.



   

                   

Well, listen,

I appreciate

your concern, but--



   

                   

It's a question

of perspective.

Living while you can.



   

                   

And, baby,

it's not too late.



   

                   

I mean, most people

are probably taken by now.



   

                   

But if I were you,

I would get on the blower.

Get on the internet.



   

                   

I mean, that's

what it's there for.

That's why they invented it.



   

                   

Come here.

I'll show you something.



   

                   

One thing that this

has proved to me:



   

                   

You have to take life

in your own hands.



   

                   

You have to fulfill

yourown destiny.



   

                   

l'm sure there's things,

Patrick, thatyou feel

rippedoffabout.



   

                   

Sure, lguess,

but l'mprettymuch

overit now.



   

                   

Take a look at this.



   

                   

I tried to ask myself,



   

                   

""What did I want ?""



   

                   

What were those experiences

that I had hoped for...



   

                   

which were now

just passing me by ?



   

                   

And I made a list.

I made a comprehensive list.



   

                   

Andthen l went out

andlactivelytried

to meet thosegoals.



   

                   

And as you can see,

it wasn't that hard.



   

                   

""Anal sex.""



   

                   

[ Chuckling ]

Can you believe it ?



   

                   

I'd never given it

to a woman up the ass before.



   

                   

You know ? I'm not afraid

to say it now. It's way

past modesty at this point.



   

                   

""Redhead.""



   

                   

""Black. Chinese.""



   

                   

""Blind."" Uh-huh.



   

                   

""Sex outdoors.""



   

                   

""Sex with a virgin.""



   

                   

See, it's split

into different categories:



   

                   

types oflocation,

types ofact,

type ofwoman.



   

                   

What about bestiality ?

You done that yet ?



   

                   

Not on the list. It's

just things I wanted to do,

notjust every perversion.



   

                   

""Coercive sex.""

Um--



   

                   

Within limits.

""Menage a trois.""



   

                   

Oui.



   

                   

Like-- These are things

I really believed in.



   

                   

Uh, I had to look

in my heart.



   

                   

Some ofthese things

were hard to achieve.



   

                   

Some ofthese things

were hard to admit to.



   

                   

But l'mproudofwhat

l've done. l'mproud

ofwhat l've accomplished.



   

                   

And-- I mean, I'm not

going to my grave

with any regrets.



   

                   

And, uh, all this

since yesterday morning ?



   

                   

Oh, yeah.



   

                   

[ Laughing ]

No. Two solid months.



   

                   

And, uh, you know,

it's-- it's not overyet.



   

                   

I wanna die

having a mutual orgasm.



   

                   

Oh, well, I better

be going then.



   

                   

See, that's

a pretty basic fantasy.



   

                   

I mean, ifyou gotta go--

You might as well

be coming, right ?



   

                   

Right. Hey, hey, hey, Patrick.

Look, I wasn't trying

to show off...



   

                   

or trying to make you

feel inadequate.



   

                   

I was showing you that

as a friend and a buddy.



   

                   

I was actually trying

to inspire you.



   

                   

Mm-hmm.



   

                   

Thankyou.



   

                   

[Man OverP.A.,

lndistinct]



   

                   

[ Chattering ]



   

                   

One and a half !

just one and a half !



   

                   

One anda halfhours !



   

                   

[ Bell Dings ]



   

                   

[Tires Screeching]



   

                   

You gonna be okay

out there ?

Yeah, yeah, sure.



   

                   

It'sjust a couple blocks.

Yeah.



   

                   

Can you do me one favor

before you go ?



   

                   

Sure.

Come in.



   

                   

[Tires Screeching]



   

                   

Uh, Patrick,

have a seat.



   

                   

I was trying to give you

a hint up there by, uh,



   

                   

showing you the list,

but I guess you don't, um,

read too well, right ?



   

                   

[ Chuckles ]

Ah, forget it.

What ?



   

                   

Man, you're stupid.



   

                   

You wanna have sex ?



   

                   

That was down

at the bottom ofthe list.



   

                   

I mean, there were certain acts

that could only be done

with other men.



   

                   

That-That necessarily

wouldn't include anal sex,



   

                   

'cause I already

did that, but--



   

                   

You know,

there are other things.

Right, right, I understand.



   

                   

Patrick, I like you.

I mean, I always have.

I like you too.



   

                   

To be perfectly honest,

I never thought ofyou that way.



   

                   

I mean--

But that idea ofsex...



   

                   

with other men, you know,



   

                   

it crossed my mind,

as it has done

with most of us, probably.



   

                   

Ofcourse.

So...



   

                   

here's-here's our chance.



   

                   

I mean,

you could do worse.



   

                   

Well, uh, I thought

you had a date.

I do.



   

                   

So, we don't have

much time.



   

                   

It's not gonna take

that long.



   

                   

[ Chuckles ]

Come on.



   

                   

You've already done this

I don't know

how many times today.



   

                   

It's gonna take some time.

Look, are you being

judgmental ?



   

                   

No, no, I'm not.

There's nojudgement here.

I don't have time for that.



   

                   

No, I'm not.

I'm puttin' myself

on the line here.



   

                   

And I'm flattered.

I'm moved by it.



   

                   

Don't fuckin' condescend to me.

I'm--

I would do it...



   

                   

ifyou asked me any

other time, I swear, if--



   

                   

I always thought

I should, you know ?



   

                   

Ifyou'd given me some time

to prepare, psychologically,



   

                   

and some time after.



   

                   

A couple months.



   

                   

I knew it.

You're a wuss.



   

                   

It's nothing personal.

It has nothing

to do with you.



   

                   

I would say the same thing

to a woman.

It'sjust sex.



   

                   

Today, I just

don't want to risk...



   

                   

having bad sex today.



   

                   

I just don't want that

to be the last thing

on my mind.



   

                   

And you think

l'm fucked ?



   

                   

But I love you.



   

                   

And I love you, pal.



   

                   

Okay.



   

                   

[ Chuckling ]



   

                   

Okay.

Okay.



   

                   

Mercy-fuckyour skinny ass ?

What was I thinking ?



   

                   

In your dreams, pal.

Get the fuck on home.



   

                   

Oh, uh, I forgot to mention

I saw Menziesjust around

the corner.



   

                   

I'm sure he'd be game.

Oh, really ?

Fuck off.



   

                   

Okay, I will.



   

                   

See ya.

No, you won't.



   

                   

Good luck...



   

                   

fag.



   

                   

[Man On Radio]

Coming up on the last hour,



   

                   

and we've reachednumber   

on the top    

ofalltime...



   

                   

according to me, allright ?



   

                   

So, don't bothercallin'in.

This time it's mychoice.



   

                   

¢ÜDidyou know why

lgo to sleep¢Ü



   

                   

¢ÜAndleave the lights on¢Ü



   

                   

¢ÜHopin'you'dcome by

andknow¢Ü



   

                   

¢Ü That l washome¢Ü



   

                   

¢ÜStillawake¢Ü



   

                   

¢ÜBut twoyearsgo by¢Ü



   

                   

¢ÜAndstillmy light's on¢Ü



   

                   

¢Ü This ishardforme to say¢Ü



   

                   

¢ÜBut this isall

that lcan say¢Ü



   

                   

¢Ü¢Ü[Continues]

[ Cars Honking ]



   

                   

Come on !

Let's go !



   

                   

[Honking Continues]



   

                   

[ThudOn Hood]



   

                   

Hey, this is for pedestrians !

Get out ofthe way !



   

                   

Get offthe car !

Get offthe car !

[HonkingHorn]



   

                   

[ Screams ]



   

                   

Whoopsie !



   

                   

[Girl]

Fore !



   

                   

[ Tires Screeching ]

Hey, where areyougoin' ?



   

                   

[Crashing Sound]



   

                   

[Honking Continues]



   

                   

Look what you did

to my car !

Nowyou're walking.



   

                   

[Man]

Hey! Hey!

Nowyou're walking !



   

                   

Hey, baby!

Hey!



   

                   

Where you goin' ?

Why don't you have

some fun with us.



   

                   

Go away.

just go away.

Come on, baby.



   

                   

I don't thinkyou understand

the virtues offun.

Come on.



   

                   

I want you to have

some fun with us.

Leave me alone.



   

                   

Come on !

I just want you

to have a little fun !



   

                   

I just wanna go home !

I just want you to be happy !

I don't thinkyou--



   

                   

What ?

Leave her alone !



   

                   

[Woman laughing]

She doesn't want to party !



   

                   

Thankyou.

I can handle myself.



   

                   

- Are you okay ?

- I've got a gun !



   

                   

Okay.

Come on.

let'sgo !



   

                   

Take care.



   

                   

Forget about her !

Come on !



   

                   

Yeah, I don't know.

I'm waitin' for him.



   

                   

Hey, who was that ?

A lady.



   

                   

Oh, yeah ?

Well, thanks, anyway.



   

                   

I thought it was a friend

of my brother's.

Used to collect cars like that.



   

                   

Fuck !



   

                   

Come on.

Let's go.



   

                   

Well, where's this party

anyway ?

Let's go.



   

                   

[ Chattering ]

[Glass Shatters]



   

                   

[Man OverP.A.,

lndistinct]



   

                   

Come on, Mom !

Let's go !



   

                   

Ignore them.

Ignore them. Shh.



   

                   

[ Straining, Grunting ]



   

                   

[ Screams ]



   

                   

Come on !

Mom !



   

                   

Fighting, swearing

and tearing...



   

                   

asunder the monuments

ofcivilization.



   

                   

Closer to home,



   

                   

over     would-be rock stars

joined with Randy Bachmann...



   

                   

in North York for

the world's largest guitarjam.



   

                   

Here they are,

learning the chords to

""Taking Care of Business.""



   

                   

¢Ü Taking care of business

and working overtime

Work out ¢Ü



   

                   

A great song.

[Clock Ticking]



   

                   

We now continue with

our live coverage from

Nathan Phillips Square,



   

                   

where hundreds ofthousands

of people are now converging...



   

                   

to celebrate

and to mourn.



   

                   

Thanks again to

Hank "The Hammer"Adletski...



   

                   

forbraving the crowds,



   

                   

and, ofcourse,

to ourown Terry Owlan...



   

                   

who'smanning the controlboard

andoperating the camera.



   

                   

Basically,

keepingme on the air.



   

                   

You're doing-- You're doing

a fantasticjob, Terry.



   

                   

Fantasticjob, really.



   

                   

Take a bow.

Earlieron,

[Gunshot]



   

                   

[Woman Screams]

forthose who

have been following,



   

                   

[Frantic Chattering]

we hadan address

from the mayor,



   

                   

from thepremier,

and westill expect...



   

                   

theprime minister

to make an appearance

on the main stage.



   

                   

[Girl]

Whoo !



   

                   

What do you want ?



   

                   

- Hey, nothin'.

- Come on, Marty.

Let'sjust go.



   

                   

Don't move.

Marty, forget it.

We gotta go downtown--



   

                   

Shut up.



   

                   

[ Shouts ]



   

                   

Come on, Marty. Forget it.

Let'sjust get out of here.

Shut up.



   

                   

Marty, we don't

have time for--

Shut up !



   

                   

Great.

This is fantastic.

Shut up !



   

                   

[GrandfatherClock

Bells Tolling]



   

                   

Look at me.



   

                   

[TVContinues,

lndistinct]



   

                   

I'm not afraid ofyou.



   

                   

I'm not afraid

ofwhat you can do.



   

                   

You're the one

who's afraid.



   

                   

[Tolling Continues]



   

                   

You're the one

who's afraid.



   

                   

[Crowd Cheering]



   

                   

[ScatteredApplause]



   

                   

Thankyou,

ladies and gentlemen,



   

                   

for coming out

to my debut.



   

                   

I hope you enjoy it...



   

                   

as much as I hope

to enjoy it.



   

                   

[Woman Coughing]



   

                   

¢Ü¢Ü[Continues]



   

                   

¢Ü¢Ü[Continues]

[Clock Ticking]



   

                   

[ Sniffs ]



   

                   

[ Ticking ]



   

                   

[Telephone Ringing]



   

                   

[Man On Telephone,

lndistinct]



   

                   

[ Sighs ]

Well, I don't know.



   

                   

I was thinking more like

Bruckner or Beethoven.



   

                   

Come on, a little obvious.



   

                   

[ Chuckles ]

No, that's for Christmas.



   

                   

Yeah, that's for Christmas.



   

                   

Tell her that's for Christmas

or for Easter.



   

                   

Well, I don't have a copy,



   

                   

so it's pretty academic,

really.



   

                   

No, I told you.

I'm-I'm feeling good.



   

                   

[DoorbellBuzzing]

I'm good.

I am in good spirits.



   

                   

Well, I don't know

what I sound like,



   

                   

but I think I would know.

[Buzzing Continues]



   

                   

Um, yeah, hold on.

Hold on a second.



   

                   

[Sandra]

Patrick ? Hello ?



   

                   

Patrick, open up, please!



   

                   

lt'sme!



   

                   

Yeah, I gotta go, Dad.

Call ya later.



   

                   

I love you, son.

Yeah, I love you too.



   

                   

Take the phone.



   

                   

Did he call ?

Did he leave a message ?

[ Dialing ]



   

                   

Um, I don't know.

I didn't check.



   

                   

[ Ringing ]



   

                   

We can do that after.



   

                   

Pick it up, please.

Pick it up.



   

                   

Here.

Come on upstairs.



   

                   

[ Ticking ]



   

                   

[Answering Machine Beeps]



   

                   

[Duncan On Machine]

Goodafternoon, Mr. Wheeler.



   

                   

l'm calling

from thegas company.



   

                   

lhopeyou're doing welland

spending these finalhours...

[Sandra Sniffles]



   

                   

inpeace with

yourlovedones.

[Groans]



   

                   

Rest assuredthat

we willmake everyeffort

to keep thegasflowing...



   

                   

right untilthe end.

[Sobbing]



   

                   

Thankyou.

Good-bye.

[Machine Beeps]



   

                   

[ Voice On Machine]

Memoryis full.



   

                   

Message receivedat  .:  p.m.

[Machine Beeps,

Message Repeats]



   

                   

Goodafternoon, Mr. Wheeler.



   

                   

l'm calling

from thegas company.



   

                   

lhopeyou're doing welland

spending these finalhours...



   

                   

inpeace with

yourlovedones.

[Sobbing Continues]



   

                   

Rest assuredthat

we willmake everyeffort

to keep thegasflowing...



   

                   

right untilthe end.



   

                   

Thankyou.

Good-bye.

[Machine Beeps]



   

                   

[ Voice On Machine]

Memoryis full.



    

                   

Message receivedat  .:  p.m.

[Machine Beeps,

Message Repeats]



    

                   

Goodafternoon, Mr. Wheeler.



    

                   

l'm calling

from thegas company.



    

                   

I hope you're doing well and

spending these final hours...



    

                   

in peace with

your loved ones.



    

                   

[ Clicks Button ]



    

                   

Message received at  :   p.m.

[ Machine Beeps,

Message Repeats ]



    

                   

Good afternoon, Mr. Wheeler.



    

                   

I'm calling

from the gas company.



    

                   

I hope you're doing well and

spending these final hours...



    

                   

inpeace with

yourlovedones.



    

                   

[Message Continues]

He sounds like...



    

                   

a nice person.

[Machine Beeps]



    

                   

Memory is full.

[ Shuts Off Machine ]



    

                   

You can tell

from his voice.



    

                   

I'm--

[ Sighs ]



    

                   

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Don't besorry.



    

                   

I'm-I'm sure that

whatever happened,



    

                   

I'm sure that he tried

to reach you.



    

                   

He's obviously

conscientious.



    

                   

I mean, the machine

was full, right ?



    

                   

So, I'm sure.



    

                   

Patrick, I have

to askyou a question,

and feel free to say no.



    

                   

Yes.



    

                   

Yes, what ?



    

                   

Yes, you can stay.



    

                   

You can spend the night

until the end.



    

                   

Even if he was there,

your husband, you wouldn't

make it home in time.



    

                   

It's past     :   and anyway

I want you to stay.



    

                   

I've been thinking about it,

and it's not an imposition.



    

                   

It's not like I wanna

have sex with you,

but I do feel like--



    

                   

like I-I like you.



    

                   

We made a connection,

and I want us

to be together.



    

                   

I want you to shoot me.



    

                   

Oh.



    

                   

So that was the question.



    

                   

Myhusbandandlmade apromise,

andl'm not backing down.



    

                   

No matter where he is,

I know it's what he's doing.



    

                   

I'm not gonna let this world

take my life.



    

                   

I am notjust gonna

pass away.



    

                   

At    :   I'm asking you

to shoot me.



    

                   

Well, I don't know...



    

                   

if-if I can.



    

                   

I'll shoot you too.



    

                   

Well, sit down

and make yourselfat home,



    

                   

and, uh,

we can discuss this.



    

                   

lmean, help mepick

a recordtoplay.



    

                   

I mean,

I hardly know you.



    

                   

[ Sighs ]



    

                   

I mean--



    

                   

Why, for instance, did you

choose this particular wine ?



    

                   

[ Laughing ]

I don't know.



    

                   

It's bad wine.



    

                   

Well, I don't care

who it is.

I think it's wonderful.



    

                   

What's the big secret ?



    

                   

Did he sound happy ?



    

                   

[ Chuckles ]

Happy ? I guess so.



    

                   

Happy to get offthe phone.



    

                   

[Telephone Ringing]



    

                   

jennifer ?

Hi. I'm calling

like I said I would.



    

                   

Good.

I just called. It was busy.

Were you on the phone ?



    

                   

Well, your brotherjust called,

and it turns out

there's a girl after all.



    

                   

You gotta bejoking !

[ Laughing ]



    

                   

Who ?

I don't know.

You better askyour mother.



    

                   

Hi, honey.

So, there's a girl ?



    

                   

Now, this is Christmas, '  .



    

                   

Chester, you crazy dog.



    

                   

What a wildone.

[laughing]



    

                   

Oh, no, l'm wrong.

lt'sstillJenny'sbirthday.



    

                   

Oh, that woman must have been

Cousin Martha,



    

                   

who was visiting

from Regina.



    

                   

Hello, darling.



    

                   

Oh, there's a picture

ofyou, Rose.

Mm-hmm.



    

                   

Oh, what a sour face.

[ Chuckling ]



    

                   

[ Sighs ]

I wonder how they're doing.



    

                   

When did they think

they were gonna watch

all ofthis ?



    

                   

Barbecues,

[Crowd Cheering]



    

                   

open fires,



    

                   

foreign food...



    

                   

and traveling.



    

                   

I like to travel.

I've been to every continent,

except South America.



    

                   

So, how wasAntarctica ?



    

                   

And Antarctica.



    

                   

But even there,

I wish I'd seen it too.



    

                   

Ice cream.



    

                   

I guess it's pretty obvious.

No, no, it counts.



    

                   

I could use some right now.



    

                   

Strawberry ice cream,

straight out ofthe package.



    

                   

Sorry.

I can't help you.



    

                   

So, do you feel

like you know me ?



    

                   

Better than anyone.

How about you ?



    

                   

Me. Okay.



    

                   

Uh, well, I was born

here in Toronto...



    

                   

and, uh, lived here

all my life.



    

                   

In North York,

actually.



    

                   

And my father was

a stockbroker--



    

                   

Okay, you better hurry up.



    

                   

Tell me something

to make me love you.



    

                   

Oh.



    

                   

Uh, okay.



    

                   

Uh--



    

                   

Tell me your big tragedy.

What tragedy ?



    

                   

About the girl you loved

who ran away or died.



    

                   

She died.



    

                   

It's pretty obvious.



    

                   

Well, people die all over.



    

                   

You have to put it

into perspective.

Soon we all will.



    

                   

Well, it's hard--



    

                   

It's hard for me to

explain this. You'd

have to meet my family.



    

                   

But, um--



    

                   

Well, she taught me

how I could love.



    

                   

How much.



    

                   

Which is a lot, actually.

It's-It's surprising.



    

                   

You'd never believe it,

someone like me, but, um--



    

                   

This is embarrassing,

actually.



    

                   

It's embarrassing for me

to tell you this,



    

                   

and to tell her,



    

                   

but, um--



    

                   

she-she died,



    

                   

and then they said

the world would end.



    

                   

I'm sorry.



    

                   

She was sick.



    

                   

Remember when people

got sick...



    

                   

and died

one at a time ?



    

                   

It's not your fault.



    

                   

That she died ?

I know.

That the world is ending.



    

                   

Yeah, that too.

I know.



    

                   

I'm not that arrogant.

Tell me more.



    

                   

I want to love you.



    

                   

It won't be hard.



    

                   

[ Sighs ]

Yeah, well,

that's about it.



    

                   

That's my big story.

It usually does the trick.



    

                   

Okay, um,

tell me all the details.



    

                   

All right.



    

                   

[Grandmother]

lt'shardon them.



    

                   

No, it'sharder

on theirchildren.



    

                   

When lthink

ofthose little ones--



    

                   

[Rose]

ldon't give a damn.



    

                   

People are always saying

""the children.""



    

                   

""Pity the children.""



    

                   

I'm tired

ofthe children.



    

                   

They haven't lived,

given birth,

watched their friends die.



    

                   

I have invested    years

in this life.



    

                   

The children don't know

what they're missing.



    

                   

Good point.



    

                   

Well--



    

                   

Uh, we should get ready.

Ready.



    

                   

Let me help your mother.



    

                   

[Alarm Blaring]



    

                   

How do I know that you are

what you say you are ?

¢Ü¢Ü[R&B On Radio]



    

                   

What do you mean ?

I thinkyou could tell.



    

                   

Well, no.

I've never had one before, so--



    

                   

I'm a virgin.

Why would I lie ?



    

                   

People do. I mean,

I would if I were in your place.



    

                   

Yes. Well--



    

                   

lmean, ifyou wereyounger--

I think I'd better go.



    

                   

No. Um--

I mean--



    

                   

You're beautiful.



    

                   

I'd want to

have you anyway.



    

                   

So beautiful.

I mean, it was--



    

                   

It's hard to believe you.



    

                   

That was my point.



    

                   

It's nice.



    

                   

Do you want a drink ?

I got drinks.

That won't be necessary.



    

                   

I think we'd better

get to work.



    

                   

¢Ü¢Ü[Continues]



    

                   

[Crowd Cheering, Shouting]



    

                   

Fifteen !



    

                   

Fifteen minutes !



    

                   

ln a way, lfeel

kindofprivileged.



    

                   

I mean,

it's the biggest thing

that ever happened,



    

                   

and we're gonna be there.



    

                   

I mean, no one was there

to witness the beginning,



    

                   

but we're gonna be there

at the end.



    

                   

Yes, it may be

very beautiful.



    

                   

[Cheering, Shouting

Continue]



    

                   

Are you sure you don't want

to see it foryourself?



    

                   

It'll mean more

coming from you.



    

                   

Is there anything else

I should get you ?

I could get a clock.



    

                   

I don't think we'll need one.

We should be able to hear

the countdown from the street.



    

                   

Yeah, okay.



    

                   

Let's go to the can,

last chance, and make

our final phone calls.



    

                   

Let's take another look

at the crowds of people...

[Clock Ticking]



    

                   

filling Nathan Phillips Square.



    

                   

Aslunderstand,

theyhave become

a little more rowdy,



    

                   

although there are no

majorincidents to report.



    

                   

Well, pop that champagne.



    

                   

lt'snowofficiallyten minutes

untilthe endofthe world.



    

                   

[ Cheering, Shouting ]



    

                   

Out on the streets,

the crowds are getting

pretty wild--



    

                   

[Alex]

This is crazy!



    

                   

[Jennifer]

l'mgonna standup.

Okay, standup.



    

                   

Standup andtake a look.

Canyousee it ?



    

                   

Yeah.

Whoo !



    

                   

What's the matter ?



    

                   

Nothing. It's--

Look, it's not you.



    

                   

[ Panting ]



    

                   

Well, what then ?

We don't have much time.



    

                   

[ Sighs ]

I've had a busy day.



    

                   

We got ten minutes.

I'll be fine.



    

                   

I'll be fine.



    

                   

¢Ü¢Ü



    

                   

¢Ü Guantanamera ¢Ü



    

                   

¢Ü Guajira

Guantanamera ¢Ü



    

                   

¢Ü Guantanamera ¢Ü



    

                   

¢Ü Guajira

Guantanamera ¢Ü



    

                   

¢Ü¢Ü[Continues]



    

                   

Wait till the last second.



    

                   

How will I know ?

You'll know.



    

                   

How ?

It's never happened before.

How will I know ?



    

                   

We'll know.



    

                   

It's too big.



    

                   

Wait till

you're certain.



    

                   

God, it's times like this when

I really miss the night.



    

                   

¢Ü¢Ü[Continues]



    

                   

Two minutes !



    

                   

¢Ü¢Ü[Continues]

[ Panting, Moaning ]



    

                   

We call for...



    

                   

your help.



    

                   

[Crowd CountingDown]

     --



    

                   

[Man On Record]

The wordsmean,

"lam a truthfulman...



    

                   

"from the land

ofthepalm trees.



    

                   

Andbefore dying,

l want to share thesepoems

ofmysoul. "



    

                   

The last versesays--

[Speaking Spanish]



    

                   

"Thestreams ofthe mountain...



    

                   

pleasesme more

than thesea. "



    

                   

¢Ü¢Ü[Singing ln Spanish

Resumes]



    

                   

[ Moaning ]



    

                   

[ Praying, Indistinct ]



    

                   

Seventeen, sixteen,



    

                   

fifteen, fourteen,



    

                   

thirteen, twelve, eleven,



    

                   

ten, nine, eight,

It's over !



    

                   

seven, six,



    

                   

five, four—



(Fades)







  

  

 
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