Love Happens Script - Dialogue Transcript

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Love Happens Script

  
  
Chapter one.

  
Sometimes, despite your
best efforts otherwise,

  
life will give you lemons.

  
When that happens,
you've got two choices,
friend.

  
You can wear a sour face
or make lemonade.

  
I never should have
booked this city.

  
Come on,
come on, come on.

  
Finally!

  
Huh?

  
What, did you swim here?
Might as well have.

  
This is exactly
why I tell you

  
you gotta fly in
the night before.

  
The less time I spend
in this city, the better.

  
I know, I know, I know.
But you'll be enthused
to know

  
that I reamed
customer service.

  
Your bag is gonna be
on the very next flight.

  
But have no fear.

  
There is a brand-new suit
waiting for you right here.

  
Where'd you conjure
this up from?

  
Well, rainmakers
make rain...

  
Room key.
Voilà.

  
There's a gorgeous
latte-colored
silk tie in there.

  
I think you're gonna
love it. It's subtle...
Latte?

  
Okay, there's a red
one in there, too. Okay?

  
Can you please
just look your best?
Please, okay?

  
Listen, all three
Unicom suits will fly
in from New York

  
day after tomorrow
to see if we can
make a deal.

  
AII three of them?

  
I'm Lane goddamned Marshall.

  
Burke, for once
in your life, can you
please take the elevator?

  
See you.

  
Coming to the seminar?
Okay.

  
Okay. Big day. Big day.

  
And don't forget
the DVDs and audio books

  
available for purchase
all through the week

  
at our booth down the hall.

  
And now,
without further ado,

  
the author of the bestseller
A Path Through Grief,
my friend...

  
No, my inspiration,
Burke Ryan.

  
AII right!

  
Thanks, Lane. Wow!

  
Whoo!

  
You guys make
a guy feel good.

  
I'm feeling okay.
How are you?

  
A-Okay!

  
Good.
Let me ask you a question.

  
Any football fans
in the house?

  
Certain college team
not too long ago
lost their season opener.

  
They're going nowhere fast.

  
Then something happened.
Thank you.

  
An event that
changed everything
for their coach.

  
The guy started
sleeping at the office,

  
reinvented the playbook,
studied film.

  
He was on the case 24-7.

  
They went on to win
the national championship.

  
Well, after all
the fanfare and the champagne,
he traipsed on home,

  
went upstairs,
went to his closet

  
and removed his Browning
double-barreled shotgun,

  
put it to his chin
and pulled the trigger.

  
See, the event
that changed it all

  
back at the beginning
of the season?

  
His brother,
his best friend in the world,
died of a heart attack.

  
You might be able
to get back on the horse,
do great things.

  
Hell, you might even win
a national championship.

  
But if you don't
pay the piper,
he will come calling.

  
I want to thank each
and every one of you

  
for having the courage
to really feel
the loss of loved ones.

  
I know it's not easy.

  
I've been there.

  
How are you?
You okay?

  
A-Okay!

  
Good. All right.
Say it one more time.
How are you?

  
A-Okay!

  
All right.
I'll see you in workshop.

  
Perfect. Perfect.

  
Good. Good. Great.

  
Come on,
loosen up a little bit.
You need a drink?

  
Maybe you need a drink.
Waiter!

  
Please, no drink.
Chapter 12.

  
"Alcohol’s no more
a cure-all than a Band-Aid
on a bullet wound."

  
AII right. Now flash me
that sign of yours.

  
Great. Give me that.

  
Great. So, tell me,
what motivated the book?

  
Uh, my wife died.

  
I know.

  
Why tell the whole world
about it?

  
It was a way to coach myself
how to get through it.

  
You know, I never
intended for anyone
to actually read it,

  
but my manager
gave it to a publisher
and here I am.

  
Yes, you are.
What happened?

  
Uh...

  
She was driving us
to dinner.

  
Dog in the middle
of the road.

  
Car swerved into a pole.

  
She died instantly.

  
It must have been awful.
I'm sorry.

  
Appreciate it.

  
Well, I think
I got what I needed.

  
Great! Fantastic.
Nice to meet you,
Jessica.

  
Nice to meet you.

  
You take care.

  
Thanks.

  
This way, guys.
Follow Burke.

  
AII right, everybody.

  
Those of you
who signed up for the
morning work group,

  
you're in for a treat.

  
Let's go! Let's go!

  
Come out in the middle here.
Excuse us.

  
Thank you.
Excuse us for a second.

  
Sorry. Come on out here.

  
Come on, everybody out.

  
I want you to take
a moment and look around

  
and tell me what you see
and what you hear.

  
Okay? AII right.

  
Okay.

  
Lorraine.

  
Cars. Honking cars.

  
Good. Natalie?

  
Jackhammers.

  
Anybody else?
- Stoplights.

  
Stoplights.
Cement.

  
A homeless person.

  
Trash.

  
Middle fingers.

  
Good. Excellent.

  
Now remember that
and follow me.

  
AII right. Now what
do you see? Lorraine?

  
The ocean.

  
Good.
- Trees.

  
The Space Needle.

  
Skyscrapers.

  
Mount Rainier.

  
Rivers.

  
Beautiful rivers.

  
The sun.
Good.

  
Naked hot-tubber.

  
Wow. Little bit different
up here, isn't it?

  
And yet, it's the same.

  
We haven't gone anywhere.

  
We're just
looking at things from
a new perspective.

  
Inside of each of you,
there are sirens,
honking horns and gridlock,

  
but there's also this.

  
We just have to do the work

  
and climb the stairs
to find it.

  
You have the reporter
at noon and I think
you're gonna like her a lot.

  
Look, I don't
really give a rat's ass

  
what your
cancellation policy is.

  
I am leaving and
I want my money back.

  
Sir, it's not that simple.
I'II be right back.

  
Our cancellation
policy clearly...

  
Hi. Becky?
What seems to be
the trouble here?

  
Mr. Ryan, this gentleman
is refusing to adhere...

  
Thank you.
Hi. I'm Burke.

  
You are?

  
Walter Mayfield.

  
Walter. Where you from?

  
Billings. Drove out
from Billings.

  
Montana.
That's quite a drive.

  
Yeah. Look, I don't think
this thing is for me, okay?

  
Okay. You mind
if I ask why?

  
Well, frankly,
my sister talked me
into it, and the...

  
You know, the whole...
And the feelings...

  
I understand.
I understand.

  
Can I ask you,
why did your sister think

  
it was so important
for you to come here?

  
My son.

  
And what's his name?
Stephen.

  
And when did he...
Does it really matter?

  
It matters to me, Walter.
I'd like to hear.

  
Do you have a picture?

  
I'm sorry.

  
Walter, I know
how you feel.
I've been there.

  
My wife died.
Three years ago.

  
I want you to know
that you've taken
the first step

  
just by walking
through these doors,
and something inside you,

  
whether you know it or not,
made you drive all this way.

  
If you want to leave,
we'll honor your request.

  
I hope you don't.

  
Thanks, Becky.
Think about it.

  
Chapter two.
Happiness is a state of mind

  
and, like all things,
it takes practice.

  
Devote five minutes a day
to smiling, just smiling,

  
and after a while
it'll come naturally.

  
Sorry. I didn't mean to...

  
Hey, you forgot your pen!

  
Quidnunc? Quidnunc?

  
What can I get you?

  
I would like another
Seven-and-Seven,
and a tomato juice

  
for my virtuous friend here.

  
Tomato juice.

  
Thank you.

  
So, as far as
Unicom knows,

  
I'm a hair away
from signing a deal
with Time Warner. Okay?

  
I'm expecting the offer
by lunchtime tomorrow.

  
That means TV,
radio, publishing.
AII of it.

  
Are you as hot for me
right now as I am hot
for me right now?

  
So hot.

  
And check it.

  
Ted Vernon, the CEO himself,
is gonna fly in
for the end of the seminar.

  
My guess,
a little warm and fuzzy
contract-inking party.

  
Who knows?

  
Your drinks, gentlemen.

  
Thank you.

  
It's a long way
from booking you gigs

  
writing columns
for Psychology Today, huh?

  
I'II get you a Learjet.

  
You like Learjets?

  
Lane.

  
Come on. You know
that's not why I wrote it.

  
You do know that
you're helping people,
right, man?

  
This is your moment.

  
You have to give
yourself permission
to enjoy it, brother.

  
Come on, man.
Live a little.

  
Yeah.

  
Yeah.

  
What?

  
You're right.

  
Excuse me. I'm sorry.

  
Hi. Do you remember me?
From the hallway upstairs?

  
You dropped your pen.

  
Um...

  
Would you like to
have a cup of coffee?

  
Ah.

  
Right. Um...

  
Well, we could bring
him along if you want.
Double your pleasure.

  
I'm sorry.
I... I... You...

  
See you, Ricky.

  
Later, Eloise.

  
Hey, baby. What's this?
Delivery.

  
Wow.
I was in the
neighborhood,

  
so I figured
I'd bring you lunch

  
'cause I knew you'd
be working so hard.

  
Wow, you didn't
have to do that.

  
Polished up,
ready to go.

  
Hey, Eloise.

  
Hi, Ian.

  
How's your boss
treating you today?

  
Oh, he's all right.

  
The lead singer
of the Stereo Kings
trashed his Les Paul.

  
Look at that
fretboard, man.
As good as new.

  
Make sure
he signs for it.

  
No problem.

  
Did you have company?

  
Um...

  
Yeah. I told you
Frank and I were
working last night.

  
Frank wears lipstick?

  
Hey, listen.
EI, it's not
what you think.

  
It's business.
Totally platonic.

  
You know what?
You used
that one last time.

  
No, she's got ties
to Sony. Hey!

  
Listen to me.
You gotta listen
to me. Eloise!

  
I don't want to hear it.

  
How you
doing today?

  
Pretty good, thanks.

  
AII right. Okay.

  
What's your name?

  
Alberto.

  
See you at workshop,
okay? Goodbye.

  
Mr. Ryan.

  
You are something.
Yes, sir.

  
Say, would you mind
signing that to
"Donald and Shirley," please?

  
There you go.

  
Say, do you mind
if I share?

  
Share?

  
Yeah. See, there's
this fellow in his 60s

  
and he thinks
he's just gonna, you know,
sail through his retirement.

  
But then one day,
three years and
13 days ago,

  
his daughter dies.

  
And the truth is
he hasn't been
doing very well.

  
He doesn't sleep much,
and he and his wife, well...

  
You can understand.

  
But his daughter's husband,

  
well, he doesn't
seem to be having

  
any of these kinds
of problems. No.

  
She was crushed
to death in a car crash,
but he, well...

  
He's making lemonade
out of lemons.
Isn't that how it goes?

  
When are you gonna
stop lying, son?

  
Hypocrite.

  
Burke, I am so sorry.

  
God. The balls on him!

  
I'm fine.

  
Who does he think he is?

  
Her father.

  
Even so,
way over the line.

  
Forget that.
You know what?
She'd be proud of you.

  
AII right,
you're pissed off at me.

  
A thousand times
you said no to Seattle,
but I wouldn't listen.

  
You gotta be
pissed off at me.

  
I'm fine.

  
Burke?

  
So, take a good
look at them, mister.
A little preview of tonight.

  
I know how you love
the high heels.

  
I'll see you tonight at 8:00.
Standing tall.

  
Big kiss.

  
Love you.

  
"So, my ass don't
fit no Cosmo cover

  
"You think I can't be
some hot animal lover?

  
"You scared of my
cerebral cortex? That I'm
Gloria’s fish, chromosome X?

  
"Or maybe you're just afraid
of my battery-operated sex"

  
What do you think?

  
Hello.

  
There's something
wrong with that girl.

  
She said
she wanted to hear it.

  
Marty. Slam poetry,
coffee house.

  
My shop, work. Please.

  
Yes, ma'am.

  
Are there any
new receivables?

  
Just that
birthday arrangement
I told you about.

  
Right. Great.

  
Marty, you did not
cauterize the stems.

  
Oh.

  
I was just about to.

  
You know what?
Here's what happens.

  
The sap pollutes
the water and then
they die twice as fast.

  
I know,
I know, I know, I know.
I'II get it. I promise.

  
I don't understand this.
We have roses,
we have all of these.

  
I mean, come on.
These are flowers
living out of water.

  
Are you all right?

  
Look, I just had a really...
I've had a really bad
couple of days, okay?

  
Would you like to
talk to me about it?

  
No, I don't.

  
Because you weren't
this mad the last time
I forgot to cauterize.

  
Tyler.

  
And some groupie.

  
Again?

  
Yeah.

  
No. No!

  
I know. It's crazy.

  
I can't believe it.

  
God, you know what?
No, I can believe it.
I can totally believe it.

  
Excuse me.
What does that mean?
What does that mean?

  
It's so clear to me.

  
Oh.

  
It means that you
manage to choose guys

  
that guarantee
that at some point,

  
we are going to be
standing here

  
having this same
conversation again.

  
And you're gonna be
shocked at the outcome
of the relationship again.

  
But most of all,

  
I just hate seeing you
get so disappointed
and hurt every single time.

  
Am I being too harsh?

  
Yes. No.

  
Yeah.

  
Yeah. Okay, I'm gonna...

  
Cauterize.
Yeah.

  
It was because
they were feeling
pain and resentment.

  
I want you to re-read
Chapter 12, okay?

  
The cigarettes are
more than just a habit.
They're a denial mechanism.

  
Oh.

  
Okay?

  
"Mental health
begins with..."

  
"Physical health." Okay.

  
And how you always say
it's important to
remember the person,

  
how they lived,
not how they died?

  
Well, my husband loved
my oatmeal-raisin
cookies so much.

  
So, I took his ashes and...

  
Meet my Stanley.

  
Don't those
look delicious?

  
I'II see you in workshop.

  
Oh, thank him.

  
...event next week
in the Junior Ballroom.

  
But then Julie was wondering
if we could get the side...

  
Excuse me.
...arrangements.
Excuse...

  
Oh, my God. Oh, my God,
there's been a healing.

  
You like making
a fool of people,

  
pretending
to be Helen Keller?

  
Uh, well, technically,
she was blind also, so...

  
Okay. Will you
excuse us for a second?

  
Thank you.

  
See, I happen to know
a thing or two about people.

  
You get approached a lot.

  
Probably have since the day
you strapped on your
first training bra.

  
But you're smart
and you're creative
and you're caring and deep.

  
But how come
the guys only see
the package it comes in?

  
Sure, you're flattered,
but ultimately,
ultimately, it's tiresome

  
because it has
nothing to do with you.
You were born that way.

  
You can't take credit for it.
Your insides, though.
That's yours.

  
That's what you want
someone to truly see,
even a stranger.

  
Ergo, you fake a handicap

  
rather than deign
to have a conversation
with a fellow human being.

  
You prefer sign language?
Fine.

  
Smooth. Real smooth.

  
Ha!

  
Excuse me.
This is the men's room.

  
You know what?
Excuse me.

  
What did you have in mind?

  
Some sweet,
romantic courtship

  
in the bar
over some warm peanuts

  
before we consummate
our love in the glow
of Spectravision porn?

  
You...

  
God, I'm so sorry
your little ego
took such a bruising.

  
But you know what?
I bet the next chick that
you meet in the elevator

  
or, I don't know, the gym,

  
is gonna fit
that bill just fine.
Mmm-hmm. Mmm-hmm.

  
Even though I bet
you have a wife who is
actually stupid enough

  
to believe that
you're the one guy
with integrity. The one guy.

  
Until, of course,
she finds that lipstick mark
on your boxers,

  
and then it's
game over, pal.

  
And that one thing
that you held so dear,

  
that one thing
that you loved more than
anything in the world,

  
is tainted and ruined
and destroyed like that.

  
Ergo, if you had
a brain in either head,

  
you would realize that
I was doing us both a favor.

  
Excuse me.

  
Sure. No problem.

  
Is that my flower
you're wearing?

  
No.

  
Yes. Yes, yes, yes, it is.

  
But I... I took it before,
when I thought you were deaf.

  
Hmm?

  
Not that I would steal
from a deaf person.

  
AII right.

  
Goodbye.

  
My God.

  
AII right,
this one's ready.

  
Where's that headed?
Don't know.

  
He said you'd know
where it was going.

  
Hi.

  
Hi.

  
Don't you look grand.

  
Thank you.
My, my, fancy.

  
Thank you.
AII right.

  
The concierge
said it's good.

  
That's good.
He should know.

  
Yeah.

  
It stopped raining.

  
It sure did.

  
Carrot-ginger and
the spinach soup.

  
You know, I have to say,
I have never been
on a date with someone

  
who has a cardboard
cutout of themselves.

  
Well, I mean, they're...
They're really...

  
They're good
for the carpool lane.

  
Oh.

  
Got it.

  
You know, we take long walks
on the beach together,
go fly kites.

  
He's the kite.

  
Because he's cardboard.
Right.

  
Your salads. Enjoy.

  
Thank you.
Thank you.

  
So...

  
"Quidnunc"?

  
Yeah.

  
You weren't really
supposed to see that,
but, you know...

  
They're just...
They're just words.

  
So, there's
more than one, or...

  
Mmm-mmm.

  
Thank you.

  
Well, your
concierge called it.
That was real good.

  
Right.
Thank you.

  
My pleasure.

  
So, I gotta...
I'm gonna go.
I've got...

  
It's a school night
for me, so...

  
I understand.

  
It was very nice.
Thank you. Okay.

  
AII right.
Thank you. Great.

  
Goodbye.
See you later. Thanks.

  
Eloise!

  
Eloise!

  
Oh.

  
You know, I haven't...
I haven't been on a date
in three years.

  
'Cause see, I was...
I was married.

  
And I mean, normally,
I'm... I'm quite
dashing and debonair

  
and whatever other
"D" word there is

  
that would
really impress you.

  
But it's painfully
apparent that I'm...
I'm a little rusty.

  
Why... Why wouldn't you
just say so?

  
I don't know,
a desperate attempt
to hold on to

  
whatever shred of masculinity
that I have left?

  
Okay. So...

  
So then I'm your...
I'm your first
since a divorce?

  
Uh, you are the first...
Well, that's good.

  
Because that explains a lot.
Because that in there...

  
It was... It was bad.

  
Really bad.

  
Well, I have to go
pick some phalangiums
right now.

  
Would you like to
come with me?

  
Yeah.

  
Good.

  
Personally, I like
to put the waffles
and bacon in first.

  
I'm increasing
the pH level.

  
Hey. You do your thing.

  
I'm still trying to
wrap my head around
what your thing is.

  
You're just gonna
have to read my book.

  
You're slippery.

  
I prefer "mysterious."

  
How long you
been at this?

  
Oh, I've always
wanted to do it.

  
I finally got up the guts
a couple of years ago
to open my own shop.

  
Good for you.

  
"Julie, we have
never met..."

  
No. Hey!

  
Wow. Nosy.

  
I'm sorry.

  
Sorry. I don't mean to...

  
But these are just...
They're from deliveries.

  
They're copies I've made
of cards that have,

  
you know, stuck with me.

  
So...
Can I...

  
Really?
Would you...
Yeah. I'd like to.

  
Okay.

  
"Julie, we have never met,

  
"but I've watched
you lovingly
all these years.

  
"Congratulations
and have a beautiful wedding.

  
"Love, your father."

  
May I?

  
Um...

  
Let's see.

  
"Stacy, these are supposed
to last two weeks.

  
"I'II be back in time
to see them bloom."

  
Yeah, deployed Marine.
He never saw them bloom.

  
One last one.

  
"My dearest wife,
happy 50th anniversary.

  
"Sorry about
the rug burns last night."

  
Thanks for the visual.

  
Life on a 3-by-5.

  
Okay, well,
I mean, if this is
the candle of truth,

  
then I guess
I should be honest.

  
I... I used her
life insurance money

  
for a down payment
on a condo in Mexico.

  
Well, because we had
talked about it before.
He liked the idea.

  
So, I... I made
a mold of his, you know...

  
That way, when he was gone,
we could still, you know...

  
Who's next?

  
Walter?

  
Not much to say, really.

  
Walter, there's always
something to say.
Come on, tell us.

  
How did your son die?

  
I used to be a contractor.
He was my little
right-hand man.

  
Only 12, but he could
frame a garden shed
better than I could.

  
We stopped by my
construction site.

  
I had to pick up
some blueprints
from my trailer.

  
I told him to
wait in the car.

  
He fell off a scaffold
and snapped his
spinal cord in two.

  
Just like...

  
Just like that.

  
And every day...

  
Every day is...

  
I should've known
he wouldn't stay
in the car.

  
Walter, you said,
"I used to be a contractor."

  
I can't even walk
into a hardware store.

  
I clean buildings
at night now.

  
And I lost my business.

  
My wife left me.

  
Thank you, Walter.

  
There's a dirty
little secret.
It's fear.

  
How many here
don't fly anymore?

  
Come on, raise your hands.

  
Who here gets
an annual checkup
three times a year?

  
How many of you
don't take elevators

  
or gave up skiing,
biking, surfing, kayaking,
whatever it might be?

  
Well, listen to me.
Fear is a state of mind.

  
We're gonna prove
that right now.

  
Let's put
our hands together.

  
Ready? Here we go.

  
Step, step, step, step.

  
Okay? Come on, Natalie.

  
The only thing
separating you and me
is in your head.

  
Come on.
You can do this.
Come on.

  
Okay. Walter?

  
Come on, Walter!
- Come on, Walter!

  
Here we go!

  
Come on, Walter!

  
Here we go.

  
Come on, Walter!

  
Come on!

  
Walter.

  
It's okay. It's okay.

  
I'm sorry.
This is just silly.

  
I'm not gonna
feel A-Okay

  
because I walked
across some damn coals.

  
Okay, then it shouldn't be
that big of a deal, Walter.

  
It's not a big deal.
It's just...

  
It's a step.

  
It's an important step.

  
Well, it has nothing
to do with my Stephen.

  
Walter, would Stephen
want you like this?

  
Or would he
want you to move on,
to take a step forward?

  
You don't know
anything about my son.

  
Walter, watch.

  
Walter, come on.

  
Come on, Walter.
You can do this.

  
Come on.

  
Walter!

  
Okay. AII right,
we all go at our own pace.

  
He'll get there.

  
AII right, well,
let's give ourselves
a round of applause

  
for daring to kick fear
right where it hurts.

  
Buddy, this stuff
is gonna hurt.

  
How many layers of skin
do you think you have?

  
Not enough.

  
You know, you can't
do the work for them.

  
You know that, right?

  
The guy needs help.

  
Fine, but you can't
do it for them.

  
This is gonna
sting a little bit.

  
Ready?

  
Count of three.

  
One.

  
Lane! You're fired!

  
Once you sign
with us, you're no longer
an independent contractor.

  
You've got all 32 divisions
funneling your image 24-7.

  
Within a year, we'll
increase your household
name recognition by 65%.

  
The Burke Ryan Show
will subsequently launch
in the third quarter.

  
Followed by
the DVD line,
a new set of books,

  
syndicated
talk radio, et cetera.

  
"Et cetera" is good.

  
AII of this
lays the foundation
for a branding strategy

  
that taps into demographics
well beyond your current base.

  
Studies indicate
that persons grieving
the loss of a loved one

  
put on 30 to 40%
more weight than
the national average.

  
Introducing
the Burke Ryan
Calorie Reduction Plan.

  
"Finally, a loss you
can feel good about."

  
Ooh.

  
Look at that.
I like that picture.

  
Wow. Are you kidding me?

  
You look strong,
you look happy and...

  
Right.

  
It's a mock-up at this point.
Anyway, continuing on...

  
Hey, that was great.
Don't forget,

  
when Mr. Vernon
gets into town...

  
Hey, I gotta take them
down to the museum

  
and show them
around like an idiot...

  
Did that beep?
Hey, Burke.
It's me, Eloise.

  
So, where are we going?

  
It's all good.
You'll see.

  
Okay, I will be right back.

  
Is this...
Is this your house?

  
No, it's my mom's.

  
I'm just gonna
go grab something.

  
I mean, you're
more than welcome
to come in.

  
Okay.

  
Okay.

  
Hi, Mom.

  
Oh. Hi, honey.

  
Bob left the keys
on the counter.

  
Oh, great.

  
Great. How was your day?

  
Oh, fine. I had
lots of coupons.

  
Oh, really?
So, that was busy, huh?

  
Mmm-hmm.

  
Hi. I brought you flowers.

  
Oh. Those are
so pretty. Thanks.

  
Mom, I'd like you
to meet a friend of mine.

  
I wasn't expecting company.

  
Hi. I'm Burke.

  
Burke Ryan!

  
Ellie, you didn't tell me
you were dating a celebrity.

  
Well, we're not dating.

  
I wish you would have told me.
I look like hell.

  
Not at all.
It's just the opposite.

  
I see where Eloise
gets her looks.

  
Let's show him
your pictures.

  
You know,
no, I don't think so...

  
I'd love to.

  
No, really.

  
You know... Okay,
I'm gonna get the keys.

  
My word, you have
Pocahontas here.

  
Eloise was state
archery champion
two years in a row.

  
No.
Oh, Mother.

  
Don't be modest.
This is Burke Ryan.

  
I loved you
on The Today Show.

  
Now how old is she here?

  
Okay. I got those keys,
so thank you for that.

  
We gotta go.
Look how cute
you are here.

  
A-Okay.
A-Okay.

  
It was very nice
meeting you.
Nice to meet you.

  
Hope to see you again.
Yeah. Take care. Bye-bye.

  
I am so glad
you're not dating
that musician.

  
Mother. Oh, God.

  
I love you.
Thanks. Thank Bob.

  
Burke Ryan.
Oh, my God!

  
Wow.
She's so sweet.

  
She loves you.

  
I really enjoyed that.

  
It was very sweet.

  
Oh, Mom. No, no, no.
This way. Come on.

  
Where are we going?

  
It's fun not knowing,
isn't it?

  
Ah.

  
You'll see.

  
What, are you trying
to avoid the FBI?

  
You'll see. Please,
just get in the truck.

  
I think I forgot
my hard hat.

  
Oh, really?
Well, here you go.

  
What you doing?

  
Your chariot awaits.

  
Seriously?
Me, in bucket?

  
Yes. Trust me.

  
Have you had any
cold medicine today?

  
Not today.

  
We're good.
Okay, now watch this.

  
Very dangerous.
Fingers.
Uh-huh.

  
Lock us in. Got it?

  
Do you know
what you're doing?
Uh-huh.

  
Ready?
Oh, Lord.

  
Are we in? Buckled?

  
Locked? Loaded?
Okay.

  
AII right, here lies
Burke Ryan, dead...

  
Oh, stop it.
I had a crash course
this morning from Bob.

  
Who is Bob, and why is
my life in his hands?

  
Bob's my mom's neighbor.

  
Current boyfriend
of the moment.

  
Mmm-hmm.

  
Okay. Here's
what I was thinking.

  
I wanted to pick up
from last night.

  
And I wanted to
get you tickets
to Rogue Wave,

  
but they've been
sold out for weeks.

  
So, I figured
where there is a will,
there is a way.

  
Heaven is a switchboard
that you want to fight

  
She would even miss you
if you taught her sight

  
Power politician
leaning to the right

  
Baby's got a trust fund
that she'll want to go off
like that

  
Get off my stack

  
Leave a little window

  
Get off of my stack

  
Now we wear
same-colored yellow uniforms

  
Sky is burning
but at least we're warm

  
If I had a nickel
for every time
I saw a concert

  
from a telephone truck,
I'd be...

  
Thank you.
It was exquisite.

  
Don't thank me.
Thank Bob.

  
Thank you, Bob.

  
Hey, I got your book.

  
I'm halfway through it.

  
Really?

  
Well, wait till you get
to the recipe chapters.

  
They're top-notch.

  
I'm sorry
about your wife.

  
How come you didn't tell me
that's what happened?

  
I don't know.
Never came up.

  
Well, it sounded like
you really loved her.

  
Yeah, I did.

  
But that was
a long time ago.

  
Three years?

  
Twenty-one in dog years.

  
I had a really,
really great time.

  
Me, too.
That was really fun.

  
What?

  
I'm waiting
to watch you strut back
to your bitchin' rig.

  
AII right.

  
Bye.

  
Is that the international
song for "got laid"?

  
No! Hardly.

  
Come on, throw me a bone.
What happened last night?

  
It was fun.

  
So, are you going
to see him again?

  
I don't know. Maybe.

  
May I just point out
that you broke up
with Tyler 72 hours ago

  
and now you're dating
some other guy

  
who's not even gonna be
in town for 72 hours?

  
Can I just point that out?

  
Okay, we're...
We're not dating.

  
We just met and,
you know, I like him.

  
We're just hanging out.

  
Well, just be careful.

  
Men are hairy.

  
Thank you for that.

  
Two minutes.
Give him two minutes.

  
He gets called away
for emergencies, you know.

  
"Her freckles frame eyes
the color of mermaid's tears

  
"Her ears like waking up
to the sound of
children at play"

  
"My first five senses are
reeling like an old-school
cassette tape

  
"rewound and played
electric relaxation all day"

  
"You and your phallus
may run this world

  
"But this Amazon bitch
will cut you down to size!"

  
Thank you.

  
That was slamming.

  
Thank you.
I tried to mix up
the iambic pentameter

  
with a little
haiku motif.

  
Kick-ass, Mart. Drink?

  
Yeah, all around, on me.

  
And can we have more
of the Istanbul Black
Demon shisha, please?

  
Black Demon?

  
Thank you. So wicked.
Want to try it?

  
Go ahead, try it.
- Okay.

  
"Try me."

  
Sure.

  
Shit. Excuse me
for one second,
will you?

  
Who is that man?

  
I beg you, please
make sense of this.

  
I'm just enjoying
a little local flavor.

  
Since when do you
enjoy anything?

  
How did you even find me?

  
I'm Lane goddamn Marshall,
okay?

  
You asked directions
from your concierge.

  
What is going on here?

  
We're on the verge
of the deal
of the century here

  
and you're off playing
Prince of Persia.

  
Drinks, gentlemen?
No. Get out of here.

  
Hey, Lane.

  
No, thank you.
Will you calm down?

  
I will not calm down.

  
Their CEO is coming
in two days.

  
Do you have any idea
the blood, sweat and tears

  
it's taken me to put
this thing together?

  
You know, Unicom didn't
even know your name
six months ago.

  
I know and I appreciate it.

  
No, you don't.
Yes, I do.

  
No, you don't!
Lane.

  
Friend to friend,

  
do you not want this?

  
You can tell me.

  
Look, I'm ready.

  
Okay?

  
So, for the next two days,
you're gonna be

  
where I tell you to be
when I tell you to be there?

  
Yes. Scout's honor.

  
You with the scouting.

  
Oh, God.

  
Will you relax?
You're gonna have
a heart attack.

  
I had a heart attack.
I had four heart attacks
on the way here.

  
So, who are these
fine folks that you're
consorting with?

  
Just people I've met.

  
Yeah?

  
Her name's Eloise.

  
Well, what hath
struck the earth?
Details.

  
She's...

  
Yeah?

  
That's great.
Yeah.

  
That's great.

  
So, I'm gonna get back.

  
Yeah, we'd better.

  
AII right, yo,
a pleasure to meet you guys.
Welcome to the rainy city.

  
Should I belly dance?

  
It's tragic.
They were so young.

  
It's just so sad.

  
I know.

  
I don't know how you
deal with all that
death every day.

  
Well, I have to deal
with it no matter what.

  
I think that
funerals are archaic
and a waste of money.

  
Actually, funerals
are an important ritual
in the grieving process.

  
They don't just recognize
that a life has ended.

  
They recognize
that a life was lived.

  
My wife's funeral...

  
Burke, you don't
have to.

  
No, it's okay.
That's okay.

  
Which was actually
here in Seattle,
was a celebration.

  
It was a beautiful day
in March,

  
St. Patrick's Day, actually.

  
And her family
has a little plot,

  
so we set up
chairs and candles.

  
And it had been raining
for two weeks straight.
Pouring.

  
But on that day,
the sun came out.

  
The dahlias were
blooming in the ground

  
as if they were
welcoming her.

  
It was... It was magic.

  
That was a healing
for my family.

  
Dahlias?

  
Dahlias.

  
Dahlias. That was
her favorite flower.

  
Dahlias don't bloom
here until the fall.

  
Well, maybe they were
early that year.

  
It's getting late.

  
We should hit
the road, Burke.

  
He didn't go, did he?

  
No.

  
Oh.

  
So beautiful here.

  
Look. Look, you can
see my parents' house.

  
Right... Yeah, right there.

  
Okay, your turn.

  
Big smile. Time for
that tourist snapshot.

  
It's gonna go
right on the wall
in the living room.

  
You're not smiling.
Would you smile, please?

  
Okay, three, two, one.

  
Say "cheese."

  
Recovery starts with
acceptance, Olivia.

  
I think you're
well on your way.
Okay. Good.

  
Who's next? Anybody?

  
Come on, people,
this is what these
smaller sessions are for.

  
Let's get our hands up.
Come on, participate.

  
Martha, please.

  
I don't know. I...

  
No, Martha, "I don't know"
never got anybody anywhere.

  
So, please,
this is your assessment.

  
Let's make
the most of it, okay?

  
I think
I'm coming to terms
with some of my anger.

  
Good.
And I'm gonna try

  
to stop projecting it
onto others.

  
Fine. Work on that
in group this afternoon.

  
AII right?
AII right, next. Anybody.

  
Come on, people.
Walter, how about you?

  
I feel I'm getting
a lot out of the seminar.

  
Like what?

  
Come on, there's
no right answer here.
Open up.

  
Well...

  
It's just...

  
It still hurts.

  
Okay, that's a given, Walter.
What are you doing about it?

  
I'm trying.

  
No, Walter. I don't think that
you're trying hard enough.

  
I don't know
how to try any harder.

  
You don't know how?

  
You don't know how?
Have I not been up here
the last three days?

  
Have you not been
listening to me?

  
I mean, you don't know
how, Walter?

  
No, I...
Then spit it out!

  
Come on, what is it?
What is it?

  
You want to know what?

  
He should be pitching
Little League right now.

  
If he'd stayed in the car,
he'd be playing video games,

  
he'd be spray-painting
his skateboard,

  
he'd be pissing me off
by being a kid,

  
but he's never
gonna do any of that

  
because he's
in a goddamn box!

  
Walter.

  
You're stuck.

  
You can't move
forward because

  
you've got your eyes
on the rearview mirror.

  
The death of your son has
become the death of you,

  
your marriage,
your job. Everything.

  
It's just...

  
I don't know
how to get it back.

  
You're a contractor, right?

  
Build it.

  
One brick at a time.

  
Watch your step.
Little field trip today.

  
Thank you.
Hi. How you doing, Brenda?

  
Good. Trust me.

  
AII right, follow me.

  
Wait right around
the corner, Lorraine.
Thanks.

  
Now, watch your step.

  
I'II see you
out there, okay?

  
Okay.
You all right there? Okay.

  
Thanks.

  
I'm not going out there.

  
I can't go out there.

  
Walter. You're not a janitor.

  
You're a contractor.

  
After you.

  
Now let's fill
this thing up.

  
AII right, gang, let's go.

  
He'd have gotten
a kick out of this.

  
Thank you
for reminding me.

  
You reminded
yourself, Walter.

  
I couldn't hold him.

  
At the end,
I couldn't hold him.

  
The paramedics said
not to move him, so...

  
I want you to have this.

  
Beautiful boy, Walter.

  
If you ever need
a remodel.

  
I'II be right there.

  
I didn't go to her funeral.
And I...

  
Look, I haven't spoken
to her parents since I...

  
Yeah, I didn't
take care of Rocky.

  
I stopped talking
to her friends.

  
I threw out everything
that even smelled of her. I...

  
Listen, I wasn't judging you
or trying to trip you up.

  
Can I say something?

  
And this comes
from a place of
total humility.

  
With the acknowledgment
that my life

  
is a day-by-day experiment
in really bad decisions.

  
But...

  
You're really messed up.

  
I mean, maybe
you need someone

  
to nudge you
to do these things that
you don't want to do,

  
like talk to her parents
or take care of Rocky,

  
whatever Rocky is.

  
What is Rocky?

  
It's a parrot.

  
Parrot?

  
Her parrot.

  
He's loud and he shits
all over the place.

  
It's a parrot.

  
She made me promise

  
that if anything ever
happened to her that I'd...

  
I mean, it sounds...
It's crazy.
What?

  
That I would release him
into the wild.

  
And you haven't
done that, have you?

  
No. No,
her parents took him.

  
Didn't you say
her parents live here?

  
Mmm-hmm.

  
Two birds, one stone.

  
Come on.
Eloise, no.

  
Why?
Because it's her...

  
Her father...

  
Hmm...
No, you know...

  
It's just... It's more
complicated than that.

  
I'm sure it's... I'm sure
it's very complicated.

  
Eloise, no.

  
So, that's it.

  
That's it.

  
Do you want me to...

  
Do you want me
to go with you or... No.

  
I don't think that would
go over so well.

  
Look, you know what?
I don't even know
if they're home.

  
They probably didn't
even keep the bird.

  
Burke.

  
Did I mention
that her father
is an ex-Marine?

  
Ex-Marine. Yeah.

  
All right, now.
So, you add in some of these
mega-mergers

  
that we're talking about.
BHP...

  
That's right.
Guess who.

  
You never thought
you'd see me again,
did you?

  
Another damn commercial.
How about some
fresh tea, hon?

  
Oh, thanks.

  
What the hell's
going on with you?

  
Huh? What are you
up to now?

  
What, honey?

  
I'm talking to Rocky.

  
Honey,
don't tease him.

  
You know it gets him...
I'm not teasing him.

  
He was doing the damn
car alarm again.

  
Honey, could you
get me some
lemon, please?

  
What?

  
Could you get
some lemon, please?

  
Yes, it's right here.

  
Shut up!

  
Just don't cut yourself
when you're slicing it.

  
I won't cut myself.
Don't worry.

  
Go! Go! Go!

  
Start it up, go!

  
What's going on?

  
Go. Just drive.

  
What?

  
Go. Just drive.

  
I'm going. I'm going.
Just drive!

  
Come on, let's get
out of here. Go, go!

  
Go, go, go go!

  
Jesus, what happened?

  
I got the bird.
That's all that matters.

  
Oh, God. Were they...
Were they that upset?

  
They will be.

  
What?

  
What happened to
"two birds, one stone"?

  
One bird's all
I could manage.

  
Eloise, they never would've
given me that bird.

  
Trust me.
You don't know that.

  
I cut my losses.

  
If she wanted this
bird turned loose,

  
this is the way
to get it done.

  
Okay. AII right.

  
This isn't animal cruelty
or something, is it?

  
It wasn't my idea.
It was your idea.

  
It wasn't my idea.
It was her idea.

  
Well, let's let him decide.

  
Okay.

  
This looks like a good place,
so I guess this is goodbye.

  
Go on.

  
Come on, Rocky.
Fly away.

  
Come on, let's go!
Giddyup!

  
You’ll see the world.
Come on. Meet some girls.

  
No, come on.

  
Go on, get out of here.

  
No, Rock. Come on. Go.

  
Come here.

  
Fly away.
Rocky, look at me.

  
Giddyup! Giddyup!

  
AII right,
now you're pissing me off.

  
You want to go back
to Semper Fi's house?

  
AII right, you know what?
You're on your own.

  
How'd it go?

  
Mission accomplished.

  
Was he happy?

  
Are you happy?

  
It's a bird.
I set it free.

  
Oh.

  
I need you to take me
back to the hotel.

  
Okay.

  
I feel better
for having done it, okay?

  
Listen, you don't have to
talk about it if you
don't want to. Really.

  
Just tell me what to say
and I'II say it.

  
No.

  
I don't... I don't know.
I'm not good...

  
I haven't thought
this through.

  
You know, Burke,
I like you. I like you.

  
Not the author.

  
Not the guy
with the microphone.

  
And I just...
I just want to help.

  
You know what, Eloise,
I just...

  
I need you to take me
back to the hotel, right now,

  
and I need you
to respect that.
Burke, I will...

  
Damn it!
You just don't know
when to quit, do you?

  
I asked you to stop
and you just keep on.

  
Maybe you're the one
who needs psychoanalysis.

  
Leave me alone,
all right?

  
I can catch
my own ride back.

  
It's about time.

  
Oh, my God!
Where the hell
have you been?

  
It's not important.
Uh-huh.

  
Well, let me
tell you something
that is important.

  
You blew off dinner
and Vernon's here.

  
I mean, Jesus,
you have got to...

  
Lane!

  
I'II meet with him
first thing in the morning,
make sure he feels the love.

  
You, meanwhile,
accept their offer,

  
but tell them the DVD
rollout is too late.

  
I want it bumped up
to next month.

  
Jesus.

  
What the hell
happened to you, man?

  
I can't wait to
get out of this city.

  
Hey!

  
Is everything cool?

  
Absolutely.

  
Yeah? Anything of note
happen this afternoon?

  
Not particularly.

  
What about Eloise?

  
Stop! Wait! Listen to me.

  
You know, you can
talk to me if you want to.

  
I know. I get all mixed up.
I get caught up
in this business shit,

  
but I want you to know

  
that I'm there for you
if you need me to be.

  
She's gone.

  
She's gone?
What do you mean,
she's gone?

  
I don't know, man, I just...

  
I screwed it up.

  
I threw all my...
AII my bullshit in her face.

  
It could've been something.

  
Night, Lane.
Burke.

  
Sleep well.
Big day tomorrow.

  
Burke.

  
Burke.

  
She'd be
proud of you.

  
I didn't go
to her funeral.

  
Hypocrite.

  
You're stuck.

  
You can't move
forward because

  
you've got your eyes
on the rearview mirror.

  
You're
really messed up.

  
Swerved into a pole.

  
She died instantly.

  
When are you gonna stop
lying, son?

  
Good morning, sire.
This way.

  
What happened to you?

  
Went for a little run.
It's refreshing.

  
You know, Vernon went
for the international
and DVD rollout.

  
Yeah. Old man
likes what he sees
and we are Rolls-Royce.

  
Get it done.
First things first,

  
I need you to
shake some hands
with somebody here.

  
Mr. Vernon,
it's a pleasure...

  
Lane goddamn Marshall.

  
Well,

  
this is unexpected.

  
I'm sorry.

  
Lane told me the truth.

  
You don't deserve
what you put
yourself through.

  
I hope that
you can find a way

  
to somehow give
yourself a break

  
because if you don't,
this is... This is
gonna be your life.

  
I just think that's...

  
That's just sad.

  
That's it. That's...

  
That's all I came to say.

  
So, just take care
of yourself, okay?

  
How's about it,
folks, huh?

  
Has it been a week
of miracles or what?

  
How many of you
can't get enough
of Burke Ryan?

  
I bet that you
would love to see him

  
in your living room
from 3:00 p.m.
to 4:00 p.m. every day

  
on your local
syndicated channel.

  
Huh? Yes!

  
We'll see what we
can do about that.

  
Now, without further ado,
the man of the hour,
Burke Ryan.

  
Thank you.
Please have a seat.

  
Thank you.
Have a seat, please.

  
Gosh, I'm...

  
I'm feeling okay.
How are you?

  
A-Okay!

  
Sir, I need to
see your badge.

  
I'm sorry, what?
Sir, your badge.

  
I got a badge.
He's a damn thief,
you know.

  
Son of a bitch
broke into my house
and took something.

  
There's your badge.
You can keep it.

  
You keep it!

  
We have made
a lot of progress
in the last few days,

  
but don't forget,

  
it's just a foundation
for the future.

  
Excuse me.

  
You know...
Boy, I'm sorry.

  
I... I've...

  
I can't lie
to you guys anymore.

  
You know, I stand here

  
and I watch you all
confront your pain.

  
And I envy you

  
because

  
I haven't confronted mine.

  
I didn't want it
to be my fault.

  
My wife's accident.

  
It was raining.

  
This dog

  
in the middle of the road.

  
We had been arguing

  
over paint colors
for the kitchen.

  
Paint colors.

  
But what I haven't told you

  
is that I was
driving the car,

  
not her.

  
I killed my wife.

  
I'm so sorry.

  
It was just
an accident, son.

  
That's all it was.

  
There was nothing
you could have done.

  
No.

  
No, it's true.

  
It was just one of those
freak accidents.

  
Listen to me.
We never blamed you.

  
Never.

  
AII we really wanted to do
was mourn with you, son.

  
We didn't know what to do.
We couldn't find you.

  
That's been the worst part.

  
It's okay.

  
Hey. Come here.

  
I was thinking that maybe
I should've had you do that
a long time ago.

  
You gonna be all right?

  
Yeah, in time.

  
Mr. Ryan? Ted Vernon.

  
That was something.

  
Yeah, that was
something, huh?

  
That was reality
up there, Mr. Vernon.

  
And if you can't accept
that for what it is,

  
then you can take
your deal and you can
shove it up your ass.

  
I found it refreshing
and I respect you for it.

  
Thank you.

  
I'm sorry. Are we still...

  
We'll see.

  
This is why
you keep firing me.

  
I'II be right back.
Mr. Vernon?

  
There's something
I don't think
you ever realized.

  
As far as
we were concerned,

  
we didn't just
lose our daughter.

  
We also lost our son.

  
I'm sorry.

  
We understand.

  
And she would want you
to just get on
with your life.

  
And don't be a stranger.

  
But next time
make sure you use
the front door.

  
I will. I promise.

  
And listen.
Thank you, son.
Thank you.

  
Look, I should have done this
a long time ago.

  
No, no, no,
not about that.

  
For getting rid
of that damn bird.

  
I love you, kid.

  
I love you, too.

  
Hey, I got your bear grass.

  
Oh, great. Thank you. Hi.

  
Hi.

  
Hi.

  
Well, the thing is

  
you've spent
the last few days

  
getting to know
the part of me that...

  
That wasn't
really available.

  
So, I was wondering,
if I haven't screwed it up
too bad,

  
if you would be interested
in getting to know
the part of me that is.

  
Yes, she would.

  
Marty!

  
Sorry.

  
Yes.

  
Chapter 15.

  
During your travels,

  
it's important
to always keep
one thing in mind.

  
When one thing ends,
something else begins.

  
Jeez.

  
Is it yourself?

  
Yes, who else would it be?

  
Come on, climb on. Come on.

  
Hello.
Hello.

  
I won't ask you
where you've been,
not that I care.

  
Hello.
Hello.

  
Back to the salt mines, kid.

  
Hello.
Hello.

  
Hello.
Hello.

  
Goodbye.


Special thanks to SergeiK.