Ordinary People Script - Dialogue Transcript

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Ordinary People Script


 

                   

 [Angelic Choir]



 

                   

[Male Voices]

 In the silence of our souls 



 

                   

 O Lord,

we contemplate Thy peace 



 

                   

[Women]

 Free from all the world's desires 



 

                   

 Free of fear and all anxiety 



 

                   

 Ooooh. Ooooh 



 

                   

 Ooooh. Ooooh 



 

                   

 Ooooh. Ooooh 



 

                   

 Ooooh. Ooooh 



  

                   

 Ooooh. Ooooh 



  

                   

 Ooooh. Ooooh 



  

                   

 Ooooh. Ooooh 



  

                   

 Ooooh. Ooooh 



  

                   

 Alleluia 



  

                   

 Alleluia 



  

                   

 Alleluia 



  

                   

 Alleluia 



  

                   

 Sing Alleluia 



  

                   

We've made love     times.



  

                   

I figured it out

on my Bowmar calculator.



  

                   

To know someone

that well is wonderful.



  

                   

[Man]

Two lumps?



  

                   

[Woman]

No, one.



  

                   

I don't know your favorite actors.



  

                   

I can't remember the name

of your favorite perfume.



  

                   

That's funny.

It's "My Sin."



  

                   

[Man] In the last    years,

I've always loved you.



  

                   

Well. Did we like it?



  

                   

Ben Walsh was wonderful.



  

                   

It was funny.



  

                   

It was a comedy. Wasn't it?



  

                   

Clyde Banner's getting fat.



  

                   

He should never turn profile.



  

                   

Most of us shouldn't turn profile.



  

                   

What were you thinking about?



  

                   

When?



  

                   

[Door Alarm On]



  

                   

[Door Alarm Off]



  

                   

Yeah?



  

                   

You okay?



  

                   

Yeah.

How was the show?



  

                   

- Trouble sleeping?

- No.



  

                   

You're sure?



  

                   

Mm-hmm.



  

                   

Burning the midnight oil?



  

                   

Yeah.



  

                   

Okay.



  

                   

Have you thought about

calling that doctor?



  

                   

No.



  

                   

The month's up.



  

                   

What about the plan?



  

                   

That was if I needed him.



  

                   

Yeah. Okay. Don't worry about it.



  

                   

Get some sleep.



  

                   

I'll get those Michigan State tickets.



  

                   

Okay.



  

                   

[Wife]

Did you call the Warrens?



  

                   

They said they'll make it

some evening soon.



  

                   

Look at these people.

Everybody I grew up with...



  

                   

is in the paper these days.



  

                   

"Joey Georgella. New

football coach for Trinity."



  

                   

What about those

Michigan State tickets?



  

                   

Jane's checking with John.



  

                   

Where's Conrad?

This will get cold.



  

                   

Con!



  

                   

Drop my suits at the cleaners?



  

                   

They won't be back by Saturday.



  

                   

That's okay. Connie!



  

                   

Conrad!



  

                   

Be right there!



  

                   

Here he is.



  

                   

Morning.



  

                   

Good morning.



  

                   

Did you sleep?



  

                   

Yeah.



  

                   

Hungry?



  

                   

Uh... hungry?



  

                   

It's French toast.



  

                   

It's your favorite.



  

                   

Yeah.



  

                   

I'm not really hungry.



  

                   

Breakfast. Pal. Remember?

Main meal. Energy.



  

                   

So you're not hungry.



  

                   

Hang on. He'll eat.



  

                   

Con. It's French toast.



  

                   

There's fresh fruit later.



  

                   

What are you doing?



  

                   

You can't save French toast.



  

                   

I've got to run.



  

                   

Will you call Mr. Herman

about the shutters?



  

                   

You have to charm him.



  

                   

Did you charm him?



  

                   

You have to eat. Con.



  

                   

You must get stronger.



  

                   

Dad. I'm not hungry.



  

                   

Are you okay?



  

                   

Yeah.



  

                   

I got to go.



  

                   

Lazenby's picking me up.



   

                   

Oh. Is he? Great.



   

                   

Why is it great?



   

                   

Well. I don't see

the old gang much anymore.



   

                   

I miss them.



   

                   

Bring them around...



   

                   

Phil. Don. And Dick.



   

                   

We'll play some touch football.



   

                   

See you later.



   

                   

Con!



   

                   

[Horn Honks]



   

                   

It's called flake.



   

                   

Come on. We're late. Let's go!



   

                   

Jarrett. Come on!



   

                   

We're late 'cause Dickie's mom

was packing his lunch.



   

                   

I studied all night

for this Poly Sci exam.



   

                   

That guy wants a damn

personal analysis of it all.



   

                   

How can you understand that?



   

                   

You read it.



   

                   

Yeah. Right!



   

                   

We swim.

When can we study?



   

                   

I swim. And I study.



   

                   

What you reading?



   

                   

Hardy.



   

                   

You should try meditation.



   

                   

That's just like thinking.



   

                   

Have you got

all junior classes this year?



   

                   

Didn't they pass you on anything?



   

                   

They don't pass you

on breathing...



   

                   

without taking the final.



   

                   

Hey. Quit with that radio.



   

                   

I'm trying to study.



   

                   

Hope it's a long train.



   

                   

I'm going to flunk.



   

                   

[Lazenby]

We're going to be late.



   

                   

Does my hair look like shit?



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

Thanks.



   

                   

Hey, hey, hey!



   

                   

Hey, there's Pratt.



   

                   

Let me out.



   

                   

[Lazenby]

No dirty stuff.



   

                   

Pratt, you have nice knees!



   

                   

Hey. Interested in

something. Jarrett?



   

                   

Hey. Cleary!



   

                   

Hey. Cleary!



   

                   

[Woman]

Let's discuss theory.



   

                   

Conrad, what's your

theory on Jude Fawley?



   

                   

Conrad?



   

                   

What's your theory

on Jude Fawley?



   

                   

Was he powerless in

the grip of circumstances...



   

                   

or could he have

helped himself?



   

                   

I don't... Powerless?



   

                   

He thought he was.



   

                   

He was a jerk.



   

                   

He was hung up on morals.



   

                   

It was senseless.



   

                   

That's too easy. Joel.



   

                   

Paul?



   

                   

I found the book hard to follow.



   

                   

Come on!



   

                   

[Telephone Rings]



   

                   

Hello.



   

                   

Hello.



   

                   

Dr. Berger?



   

                   

Yes?



   

                   

Hi. This is Conrad Jarrett.



   

                   

Who?



   

                   

Conrad Jarrett.



   

                   

Dr. Crawford at Hillsboro Hospital

gave me your number.



   

                   

I'm with a patient now.



   

                   

Can you call back at  :  ?



   

                   

I don't think I'll be free.



   

                   

Give me your number.



   

                   

I'll call you tonight.



   

                   

Hello?



   

                   

Hello?



   

                   

I'll call you back. Thanks.



   

                   

Go!



   

                   

Come on.

Move it. You guys!



   

                   

Keep it going!



   

                   

Keep plugging!



   

                   

Use those legs!



   

                   

Lazenby, get with it!



   

                   

Jarrett, head down!



   

                   

Work it!



   

                   

Come on. Now!

Push off!



   

                   

Get your head down. Jarrett!



   

                   

Come on!

Keep it going!



   

                   

Dig in there!

Come on!



   

                   

Push off. Jarrett!



   

                   

Push off!



   

                   

Is he actually inclined to lose?



   

                   

Well. Regionally.



   

                   

It's too bad.



   

                   

I mean...



   

                   

it's tragic. Really.



   

                   

Look at him now.



   

                   

He's lost everything.



   

                   

Fish too dry?



   

                   

It's not too dry.



   

                   

C&S has a new mechanic.



   

                   

What happened to Harry?



   

                   

I think he moved to Skokie.



   

                   

This new mechanic is so awkward.



   

                   

Is that shirt ripped?



   

                   

Leave it on the table

in the hallway.



   

                   

Wasn't that girl

in the hospital from Skokie?



   

                   

What was her name?



   

                   

Karen.



   

                   

[Beth]

Will you play round robin at the club?



   

                   

I haven't played in a year.



   

                   

Well. Isn't it time to start?



   

                   

We're going to Clark Murray's

birthday party Saturday.



   

                   

I bought him

that book on wine.



   

                   

Not the Murrays.



   

                   

Cut the rope. Now. Bucky!



   

                   

We're going in!



   

                   

Give me your hand!



   

                   

Bucky!



   

                   

Bucky.



   

                   

Bucky.



   

                   

Hi. How are you?



   

                   

Oh. I'm fine.



   

                   

Couldn't be better.

Terrific. Yeah.



   

                   

Come in.

They all do that.



   

                   

Jarrett.



   

                   

Come in.



   

                   

Sit down.



   

                   

I just have to...



   

                   

wire some...



   

                   

volume.



   

                   

[Music Blares]



   

                   

Sorry. Sit down.



   

                   

You have trouble finding the place?



   

                   

Not yet.



   

                   

[Telephone Rings]



   

                   

Uh. Jarrett.



   

                   

How long since you've been

out of the hospital?



   

                   

A month and a half.



   

                   

Feeling depressed?



   

                   

No.



   

                   

On stage?



   

                   

Pardon me?



   

                   

People nervous...



   

                   

treating you like

you're a dangerous character?



   

                   

Yeah. I guess a little.



   

                   

Are you?



   

                   

I don't know.



   

                   

How long were you

in the hospital?



   

                   

Four months.



   

                   

What did you do?



   

                   

I tried to off myself.



   

                   

It doesn't say

what your method was.



   

                   

Double-edged Super Blue.



   

                   

Oh.



   

                   

Is everybody glad

to see you home?



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

Friends?



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

You're back in school.



   

                   

Everything okay there? Teachers?



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

No problems?



   

                   

Uh-uh.



   

                   

So why are you here?



   

                   

Uh...



   

                   

I'd like to be more in control.



   

                   

Why?



   

                   

So people can quit

worrying about me.



   

                   

Who's worried about you?



   

                   

My father. Mostly.



   

                   

This is his idea.



   

                   

And your mother?



   

                   

Isn't she worried. Too?



   

                   

I don't know.



   

                   

Look. I'll be straight with you.



   

                   

I don't like this already.



   

                   

As long as you're straight.



   

                   

Have you talked to Crawford?



   

                   

Yes. He called me.



   

                   

He told me to look for you.



   

                   

He said you had

a brother who died.



   

                   

Boating accident. Wasn't it?



   

                   

Want to tell me about it?



   

                   

You talked this over

with Crawford. Right?



   

                   

Right.



   

                   

How did that go?



   

                   

It didn't change anything.



   

                   

What needed changing?



   

                   

I'd like to be more in control.



   

                   

Why?



   

                   

So people can quit

worrying about me.



   

                   

Well. I'll tell you something.



   

                   

I'll be straight with you. Okay?



   

                   

I'm not big on control.



   

                   

But it's your money.



   

                   

So to speak.



   

                   

So to speak.



   

                   

Okay.



   

                   

How's Tuesdays...



   

                   

and Fridays. Same time?



   

                   

Twice a week?



   

                   

Well. Control's a tough nut.



   

                   

I've got swim practice every night.



   

                   

Well. That's a problem.



   

                   

How do we solve that?



   

                   

Guess I'll skip practice

twice a week.



   

                   

Well. It's up to you.



   

                   

I don't like being here.



   

                   

I don't like it at all.



   

                   

Mm-hmm.



   

                   

I saw Mort Swain.

His sister died.



   

                   

The one from Idaho?



   

                   

The one with the restaurant.



   

                   

She died in Idaho?



   

                   

I guess so.



   

                   

Why?



   

                   

You said she was always traveling.



   

                   

I don't know.



   

                   

Maybe in Idaho.



   

                   

Maybe Kansas City.



   

                   

I went to see Dr. Berger.



   

                   

Berger?



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

You didn't say anything. Good!



   

                   

I went today.



   

                   

I didn't know

you made an appointment.



   

                   

How was it?



   

                   

It's a lot of money.



   

                   

It's okay.



   

                   

It's $   an hour.

Twice a week.



   

                   

It's okay.

It is necessary.



   

                   

What did you talk about?



   

                   

Not much.



   

                   

What about your schedule?



   

                   

Well. It'll cut

into swim practice.



   

                   

Where's his office?



   

                   

Highland Park.



   

                   

Head straight!



   

                   

I don't want to tell you again.



   

                   

This is what I see.



   

                   

I see you yawning

and you coming late.



   

                   

I don't see you having fun.



   

                   

Are you getting enough sleep?



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

Are you having fun?



   

                   

Fun?



   

                   

There's no point

if you're not having fun.



   

                   

Yeah. I guess so.



   

                   

You guess so.



   

                   

Are you on medication?



   

                   

Tranquilizers?



   

                   

Anything?



   

                   

No. No. Sir.



   

                   

Did I ask you

if they gave you shock?



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

Yeah what?



   

                   

Yeah. You asked me.



   

                   

Yeah. They did.



   

                   

Don't look at us. Lazenby.



   

                   

Get in the water!



   

                   

I'm no doctor. Jarrett.



   

                   

I wouldn't let them

put electricity in my head.



   

                   

He drives me nuts!



   

                   

Everybody drives you nuts.



   

                   

Don and Fenetch looked good.



   

                   

They looked very good.



   

                   

Is he giving you a hard time?



   

                   

Want a clarinet?



   

                   

Van Buren wants a clarinet.



   

                   

Who's selling it?



   

                   

My brother.

He needs a motorcycle.



   

                   

You stand behind me

in the choir.



   

                   

Oh. I do?

Is that you?



   

                   

You have a lot of energy.



   

                   

I do?



   

                   

I mean. That's good.



   

                   

My name's Jeannine Pratt.



   

                   

Nice. Hi.



   

                   

You're Conrad Jarrett.



   

                   

Right.



   

                   

Yeah. Um. Bye.



   

                   

Bye-bye.



   

                   

"You've got a lot of energy."



   

                   

[Children]

Trick or treat!



   

                   

You're the scariest

ghost I've ever seen!



   

                   

You look wonderful.



   

                   

Thank you.



   

                   

There you go.



   

                   

Be careful.



   

                   

Thank you.

Good-bye.



   

                   

The Cabots.

Julie's first time.



   

                   

She's so cute!



   

                   

Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!



   

                   

Know what I've been thinking?



   

                   

That Christmas in London...



   

                   

would be like something

out of Dickens.



   

                   

We've never done that before.



   

                   

Maybe we shouldn't plan

to go away right now.



   

                   

We talked about it.



   

                   

We decided on that.



   

                   

Yeah. I know that.



   

                   

But the timing

doesn't seem right.



   

                   

We've always gone away

at Christmas.



   

                   

It'd be good for him. Too.



   

                   

Let's get back to normal.



   

                   

He's just started

with this doctor.



   

                   

He'll miss three weeks.



   

                   

Why interrupt it?



   

                   

Because I want to get away.



   

                   

I think we should.

It's important.



   

                   

Not if he doesn't

go through with this now.



   

                   

He might change his mind.



   

                   

If he changes his mind...



   

                   

it wasn't right for him.



   

                   

Does he want to go?



   

                   

He doesn't know what he wants.



   

                   

Ahh!



   

                   

Don't do that!



   

                   

I'm sorry.



   

                   

I didn't think you were here.



   

                   

I just got in.



   

                   

No golf today.

Too cold.



   

                   

How was golf?



   

                   

I didn't play.



   

                   

It's colder today.



   

                   

I mean. For the year.

It's colder.



   

                   

Weren't you swimming?



   

                   

Yeah. Sorry I scared you.



   

                   

How'd it go?



   

                   

Good. I swam well.



   

                   

Good.



   

                   

I could swim the    if my...



   

                   

my timing got better.



   

                   

I'm a little off.



   

                   

You must work at that.



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

I got    on a Trig quiz.



   

                   

  ?



   

                   

Gee. I was awful at Trig.



   

                   

Oh. Yeah? Did you...



   

                   

You took Trig?



   

                   

Wait a minute.



   

                   

Did I take Trig?



   

                   

I bought you two shirts.

They're on your bed.



   

                   

Who'll be there?



   

                   

Well. The Murrays.

The Gunthers. And the Caines.



   

                   

Let's go to the movies instead.



   

                   

Don't be negative.



   

                   

That's not negative.

That's unpredictable.



   

                   

Let's go to the movies.



   

                   

Okay.



   

                   

Really?



   

                   

Okay. Yeah.

Come on. Let's go.



   

                   

What's our excuse?



   

                   

Beth wanted to go

to the movies.



   

                   

Good.



   

                   

Very good.



   

                   

All right now. Smile.



   

                   

Remember. Not too many martinis.



   

                   

Will you put that

with the others?



   

                   

Look. We're in time.



   

                   

Look who's here!



   

                   

Three blocks away

and the last to arrive.



   

                   

Come on in.



   

                   

Happy birthday!

You look wonderful.



   

                   

Is that new?



   

                   

Yes. It is.

Do you like it?



   

                   

You did the mousse?



   

                   

It turned out well?



   

                   

Hey. Partner.

How are you?



   

                   

Hi there.



   

                   

Hi. Beth.



   

                   

Good to see you.



   

                   

Borrow the money.



   

                   

I'll go public.



   

                   

I wouldn't do it now

because the market's low.



   

                   

Your hair looks wonderful.



   

                   

It's shorter. You like it?



   

                   

I said.

"Please put out your cigar."



   

                   

He says. "Huh?

I don't have another one."



   

                   

Good to see you!



   

                   

You look beautiful. As ever.



   

                   

In school...



   

                   

they think they've got

to walk on the edge of danger.



   

                   

What are these hushed tones?



   

                   

He told the funniest joke!



   

                   

I'm not talking to you.



   

                   

Why?



   

                   

I have my fingers crossed

on this merger.



   

                   

Let's have lunch.



   

                   

I don't know my schedule.



   

                   

I'm free most days.



   

                   

Bob McLean's leaving

Coles and Johnson.



   

                   

Where is he going?



   

                   

He doesn't know.



   

                   

Jesus.



   

                   

No. You didn't.



   

                   

Isn't he the meanest man

you've met?



   

                   

When a ball is in play.



   

                   

If a player or caddy

accidentally move it...



   

                   

Jolly good fellow 



   

                   

 For he's a jolly good fellow 



   

                   

 Won't regret. Can't forget 



   

                   

 What we did 



   

                   

 For 



   

                   

 Love 



   

                   

Hi. Annie. What's your boy up to?



   

                   

Oh. Who knows?



   

                   

How's Conrad doing?



   

                   

He's great. Just great.



   

                   

I asked Donald.

He says they haven't talked much.



   

                   

I said maybe he's self-conscious.



   

                   

Oh!



   

                   

No. No. No.



   

                   

No. He's...



   

                   

There's a doctor

in Highland Park...



   

                   

that he sees twice a week.



   

                   

He's great. Just great.



   

                   

Is he still having some problems?



   

                   

No. Nothing like that.



   

                   

Just somebody to talk to...



   

                   

to polish off the rough edges.



   

                   

How are you. Darling?



   

                   

Is he falling asleep on you?



   

                   

Nah. He's great.



   

                   

[Mimicking "Mr. Wonderful"]

 Mr. Great. That's me 



   

                   

Hey.



   

                   

You drank too much.



   

                   

I'm not drunk.



   

                   

Why did you tell Annie

about Conrad's psychiatrist?



   

                   

Why not?



   

                   

People don't hear

that thing easily.



   

                   

For most people.

It's a status symbol.



   

                   

Well. Your blurting it out...



   

                   

was a violation of privacy.



   

                   

Whose privacy?



   

                   

The family's privacy!



   

                   

I think it is

a very private matter.



   

                   

I tell you my dreams?



   

                   

I don't believe in dreams.



   

                   

What kind of

a psychiatrist are you?



   

                   

What's happening?



   

                   

What's going on?



   

                   

I just feel...



   

                   

I feel so...



   

                   

What?



   

                   

Jumpy. I don't know.



   

                   

Look. Kiddo...



   

                   

I lied.



   

                   

I believe in dreams.



   

                   

Sometimes I want to know

what's happening when you're awake.



   

                   

Something's making you nervous.



   

                   

Maybe I need a tranquilizer.



   

                   

Tranquilizer?



   

                   

What do you think?



   

                   

You look like something

out of The Body Snatchers.



   

                   

It's not my impression

that you need a tranquilizer.



   

                   

What is this?



   

                   

A clock.



   

                   

You can tell the time.

But I can't.



   

                   

So you know when

the hour's up?



   

                   

Right.



   

                   

  .    minutes?



   

                   

Maybe I don't want

to swim anymore.



   

                   

My timing is for shit.



   

                   

Two guys better than me

swim the   .



   

                   

They're a bunch of boring jocks.



   

                   

And him...

I can't stand him.



   

                   

Thought about quitting?



   

                   

You telling me to?



   

                   

Nope.



   

                   

It wouldn't look good.



   

                   

How does it feel?



   

                   

How does it feel?



   

                   

Yes.

How does it feel?



   

                   

It's the same damn thing

I did last year.



   

                   

Are you the same

person now?



   

                   

That's why you need

a tranquilizer?



   

                   

You're a doctor.



   

                   

I'm supposed to

feel better. Right?



   

                   

Not necessarily.



   

                   

Is it getting any easier

with your friends?



   

                   

No. It's still hard.



   

                   

Is anyplace easy?



   

                   

The hospital was.



   

                   

It was? Why?



   

                   

Because nobody

hid anything there.



   

                   

Was there anyone there

you could talk to?



   

                   

Uh-huh.



   

                   

I mean, beside Dr. Crawford?



   

                   

Uh-huh.



   

                   

Whoa!



   

                   

Hi.



   

                   

Karen!



   

                   

How are you?



   

                   

Good.



   

                   

Sit down. Please.



   

                   

Thank you.



   

                   

Wow.



   

                   

When did you get back?



   

                   

The end of August.



   

                   

Good.



   

                   

It's great to see you.



   

                   

Oh. You. Too.



   

                   

Listen. I've got a meeting

over at the school.



   

                   

Drama Club meeting.



   

                   

We're doing

A Thousand Clowns.



   

                   

You know it?



   

                   

Anyway. We're going crazy

getting it together.



   

                   

Don't let me hang you up.



   

                   

No. I wanted to see you.



   

                   

I didn't know what to expect.



   

                   

You sounded funny on the phone.



   

                   

It was just a gray day.



   

                   

Everything's great.

I'm on the swim team.



   

                   

Oh. You're swimming?



   

                   

Terrific. Conrad.



   

                   

That's really wonderful.



   

                   

I could be benched all year.



   

                   

You'll do great.



   

                   

I'll bet your folks

are real proud of you.



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

What can I get you?



   

                   

Are you hungry?



   

                   

Just a coke.



   

                   

Two cokes. Please.



   

                   

Did we offend him?



   

                   

Something I said?



   

                   

A low self-image day.



   

                   

So. Uh...



   

                   

- Are you...

- What did...



   

                   

I can't believe

how beautiful you look.



   

                   

You really look beautiful.



   

                   

So do you.



   

                   

Do you miss it?



   

                   

Miss what?



   

                   

The hospital.



   

                   

No.



   

                   

Thank you.



   

                   

You don't miss it?



   

                   

No.



   

                   

You don't miss Leo's corny jokes?



   

                   

Are you seeing a doctor?



   

                   

Yeah. I'm seeing one. Are you?



   

                   

Uh. Dr. Crawford gave me a name.



   

                   

I went for a while.



   

                   

It didn't work.



   

                   

He told me the things

I already knew.



   

                   

Finally. I decided...



   

                   

the only one who

can help me is myself.



   

                   

At least. That's what

my dad says.



   

                   

If it's something

you want to do.



   

                   

That's what you

should be doing.



   

                   

I don't know

how long I'll keep it up.



   

                   

Your hair grew in.



   

                   

Oh. That was such

a dumb thing to do.



   

                   

I like it.



   

                   

You do?



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

I don't know.

I just...



   

                   

I miss it sometimes.



   

                   

The hospital.



   

                   

I really do.



   

                   

Things have to change. You know?



   

                   

But that's where we laughed.



   

                   

But that was a hospital.



   

                   

This is the real world.



   

                   

I guess you're right.



   

                   

I really have to go.



   

                   

I'm sorry.



   

                   

I have a meeting at the school.



   

                   

We're doing A Thousand Clowns.



   

                   

You told me.



   

                   

Did I?



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

I better hurry.



   

                   

Don't want to be late.



   

                   

Thanks for seeing me.



   

                   

Conrad?



   

                   

Let's have a great Christmas.



   

                   

Okay?



   

                   

Let's have...



   

                   

a great year.



   

                   

Let's have the best year

of our lives.



   

                   

This could be

the best year ever.



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

Will you call me?



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

You mean it?



   

                   

Yep.



   

                   

You. Uh...



   

                   

You look good. Conrad.



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

Bye.



   

                   

Bye-bye.



   

                   

Hey!



   

                   

Would you cheer up?



   

                   

It's cold.



   

                   

You should put that on.



   

                   

Do you want a sweater?



   

                   

Do I need one?



   

                   

What are you doing?



   

                   

Nothing.



   

                   

Thinking.



   

                   

About what?



   

                   

Not about anything.



   

                   

Your hair is starting to grow out.



   

                   

It's looking... looking better.



   

                   

I was thinking

about the pigeon...



   

                   

that hung around the garage.



   

                   

How it used to get

on top of your car.



   

                   

Oh. Yeah.

I remember.



   

                   

I remember

how scared I got...



   

                   

That wsssshhhhh!

Flap. Flap. Flap...



   

                   

Every time I started the car.



   

                   

That was the closest

we came to having a pet.



   

                   

Buck tried to talk you

into getting a dog.



   

                   

He said. "If it's the size

of a football?"



   

                   

You know.

That animal next door...



   

                   

that Pepper or Pippin...



   

                   

Pippin. Pippin. Pippin.



   

                   

He's not friendly...



   

                   

whatever Mr. McGreary says.



   

                   

He wanted the retriever.



   

                   

Each time that dog comes here.

I try to get him out.



   

                   

Arf!



   

                   

Arf! Arf!



   

                   

Put that on

if you're staying out here.



   

                   

Can I help?



   

                   

With this?



   

                   

No.



   

                   

I will.



   

                   

You can go to your room...



   

                   

and clean the closet.



   

                   

Mom.



   

                   

Okay?



   

                   

Because it's really a mess.



   

                   

[Telephone Rings]



   

                   

[Telephone Rings]



   

                   

[Ring]



   

                   

Hello.



   

                   

Oh. Hi.



   

                   

I didn't get there.



   

                   

How did it go?



   

                   

No. I'm not doing anything.



   

                   

Just getting dinner ready.



   

                   

Uh-huh.



   

                   

Did she really?



   

                   

Mary Ann Ramon started

just to scream. Right?



   

                   

We got so drunk.

We couldn't talk.



   

                   

It was the last day of school.



   

                   

We walked out

of the building.



   

                   

Oh, Bucky.



   

                   

No. Stop!



   

                   

What do you expect from her?



   

                   

We just don't connect.



   

                   

Why not?



   

                   

We just don't.



   

                   

What are you thinking?



   

                   

That I jack off a lot.



   

                   

So what else is new?



   

                   

Does it help?



   

                   

For a minute.



   

                   

What now?



   

                   

John-Boy.



   

                   

Who?



   

                   

John-Boy on

The Waltons.



   

                   

Yeah.

What about him?



   

                   

After Buck died.

Dad came to my room.



   

                   

He didn't

know what to say.



   

                   

He put his

arm around me.



   

                   

We just sat there.



   

                   

I remember watching his shoe.

And thinking...



   

                   

His shoe was turned

over on its side.



   

                   

I was thinking. He's so uptight!

It's gonna crack off.



   

                   

I knew I should've

felt something.



   

                   

I didn't know what to feel.



   

                   

On TV. They say stuff

like. "Oh. No!"



   

                   

But I didn't say that...



   

                   

because I didn't feel sad...



   

                   

so much as...



   

                   

So much as what?



   

                   

I kept thinking John-Boy

would've said something...



   

                   

about how he felt.



   

                   

What would he say?



   

                   

I don't know.



   

                   

Come on.



   

                   

Come on.



   

                   

Come on what?



   

                   

Don't hold back.



   

                   

Well. At least

she's an improvement.



   

                   

That's what you get...



   

                   

when your partner

does the hiring.



   

                   

That's my fault.



   

                   

I can't tell anybody...



   

                   

that they're not making it.



   

                   

Wait a minute.



   

                   

That's not the problem.



   

                   

Where are you?



   

                   

What?



   

                   

I've been losing you these days.



   

                   

Oh. I'm sorry.



   

                   

That's okay.

That's okay.



   

                   

You off the track?



   

                   

Huh?



   

                   

Come on.

I've known you for    years.



   

                   

Is something wrong?



   

                   

How's Connie?



   

                   

Connie's all right.



   

                   

He is. He's okay.



   

                   

It's none of my business...



   

                   

but you worry too much.



   

                   

You've been on the rack

about him long enough.



   

                   

I'm not on the rack about him.



   

                   

In a year. He'll be gone.



   

                   

Off to Michigan

or wherever he wants to go.



   

                   

Maybe he'll tour Europe.



   

                   

Who knows?



   

                   

I can't argue with "Who knows."



   

                   

I'm giving you the benefit

of my experience.



   

                   

Thanks.



   

                   

Valerie isn't just

living away from home...



   

                   

she's gone.



   

                   

Got her own friends.

Her own life.



   

                   

She breezes in

a few days on vacations.



   

                   

I don't know.

Maybe girls are different.



   

                   

Or maybe she

was too aware...



   

                   

of what was happening

between Nance and me.



   

                   

But they leave. And that

worrying's just wasted energy.



   

                   

[Young Conrad]

Give me back my sweater!



   

                   

Hang on.



   

                   

[Bucky]

Dad, what's possession?



   

                   

Give it to me!



   

                   

It's already on me.



   

                   

Whose sweater is it?



   

                   

It's my sweater!



   

                   

I'll give it back...



   

                   

if you give me my skis.



   

                   

All right.



   

                   

Conrad! Conrad!



   

                   

What?



   

                   

[Man]

Watch your back.



   

                   

Cuts are vertical.



   

                   

He really meant business.



   

                   

Let's go.



   

                   

[Conductor]

Lake Forest is next.



   

                   

Lake Forest.



   

                   

[Laughing]



   

                   

What do you want?



   

                   

I don't know

what else to do.



   

                   

I'm not asking for anything.



   

                   

You're kidding me.



   

                   

I don't get it.



   

                   

You're excused from practice...



   

                   

to see some shrink;



   

                   

I work with you

at your convenience.



   

                   

What more should I do?



   

                   

Nothing.



   

                   

A bright kid like you.



   

                   

I don't get it.



   

                   

Why keep messing up your life?



   

                   

I don't think that

quitting swimming...



   

                   

will mess up my life.



   

                   

Okay.



   

                   

Okay. Now. This is it.



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

You're a big kid.



   

                   

Actions have consequences.



   

                   

I'm not taking you back.



   

                   

I won't ask you to.



   

                   

[Laughing]



   

                   

What happened?

You all right?



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

You quit the swim team.



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

Why?



   

                   

It was a bore.



   

                   

That's no reason!



   

                   

What's going on?



   

                   

Nothing.



   

                   

Talk to me.



   

                   

Swimming's a bore. That's all.



   

                   

I talked to...



   

                   

Quit talking to people!



   

                   

Okay?



   

                   

Holy shit.



   

                   

Yeah. Sure.



   

                   

Fuck you. Jarrett.



   

                   

Ooh! Ohh!



   

                   

Shut up.



   

                   

Leave it alone.



   

                   

I told you. The guy's a flake.



   

                   

- What did your dad say?

- I haven't told him.



   

                   

How come?



   

                   

The timing isn't right.



   

                   

He sweats everything.



   

                   

He'll just get worried.



   

                   

Can you tell your mother?



   

                   

My mother?



   

                   

I told you we don't connect.



   

                   

What do people have

in common with mothers anyway?



   

                   

It's all surface junk.



   

                   

You know?



   

                   

"Clean your room.

Brush your teeth...



   

                   

get good grades."



   

                   

I'm not feeling anything today.



   

                   

I'm sorry.



   

                   

No. Sorry's out.



   

                   

Something's on your mind.



   

                   

What time is it?



   

                   

Never mind. There's time.



   

                   

Remember the contract?

Control?



   

                   

Maybe there's some connection...



   

                   

between control

and lack of feeling.



   

                   

I said I feel things.



   

                   

When?



   

                   

Come on.



   

                   

When?



   

                   

Sometimes. I don't know.



   

                   

I thought you didn't

like fooling around.



   

                   

What do you want?



   

                   

Don't say. "I don't know."



   

                   

Should I make up answers?



   

                   

Make one up about

there's no feelings there.



   

                   

I have feelings.



   

                   

Get it together. Jarrett.



   

                   

You're trying to make me mad.



   

                   

Are you mad?



   

                   

No!



   

                   

You don't like being pushed.



   

                   

Do something about it!



   

                   

What?



   

                   

No. I can't do this.



   

                   

Why not?



   

                   

Getting mad takes too much energy.



   

                   

It takes more holding it back.



   

                   

When I let myself feel.

I feel lousy.



   

                   

 I never promised you

a rose garden 



   

                   

Fuck you. Berger.



   

                   

Fuck you.



   

                   

Yeah?



   

                   

That's it.



   

                   

What do you feel?

Do you jack off?



   

                   

What do you think?



   

                   

You married a fat lady...



   

                   

and you fuck

the daylights out of her!



   

                   

Sounds good to me.



   

                   

Little advice

about feeling...



   

                   

Don't expect it always to tickle.



   

                   

Do you know how

to aim that?



   

                   

Be quiet. I have to concentrate.



   

                   

Be quiet.



   

                   

Is it in focus?



   

                   

Smile. Smile.

Okay. Good.



   

                   

I want to take

the three young ones.



   

                   

Dad. Get out of there.



   

                   

All right.



   

                   

Connie.



   

                   

Be quiet.



   

                   

Conrad. Where are you?



   

                   

Between your mother and father.



   

                   

You're taller than

your mother is!



   

                   

Will you be quiet?



   

                   

This is beautiful.



   

                   

Shut up.



   

                   

Wonderful.



   

                   

Now Cal and Beth.



   

                   

Sure.



   

                   

Go on.



   

                   

You can do better than that.



   

                   

I want one of Connie and Beth.



   

                   

Let's get the three men in there.



   

                   

Move closer to your mother.



   

                   

Prize winner.



   

                   

Yeah. That's great.



   

                   

Do it.



   

                   

Isn't it marvelous?



   

                   

Yes. It is.



   

                   

It isn't cocked.



   

                   

Calvin.



   

                   

Hold it. Connie. Smile.



   

                   

Calvin!



   

                   

Smile.



   

                   

Give me the camera.



   

                   

Give me the camera.



   

                   

I want a really good picture.



   

                   

I want a shot of you three men.



   

                   

Not until I get you two.



   

                   

Give her

the goddamn camera!



   

                   

Smile.



   

                   

Who's hungry?

I'll make the sandwiches.



   

                   

[Crash]



   

                   

Beth!



   

                   

It can be saved.



   

                   

That was so dumb.



   

                   

I don't think

he's happy in school.



   

                   

Have you talked to his teachers?



    

                   

People don't want

to be with him.



    

                   

He provokes people.



    

                   

Well. It's an awkward age.



    

                   

Thank you.



    

                   

Maybe he needs a change.



    

                   

Is he eating enough?



    

                   

Yes. Mother.



    

                   

He'll be all right.



    

                   

If you're firm with him.



    

                   

I think he should

go away to school.



    

                   

I can't deal with him.



    

                   

Who'd make that decision?



    

                   

I suppose this doctor he's seeing.



    

                   

What sort of doctor...



    

                   

would make that decision for you?



    

                   

A psychiatrist.



    

                   

I thought that was finished.



    

                   

No.



    

                   

What's his name?



    

                   

Berger.



    

                   

Jewish doctor?



    

                   

I suppose he's Jewish.



    

                   

Maybe just German.



    

                   

What does Cal say

about all this?



    

                   

This can be saved.



    

                   

It's a nice clean break.



    

                   

 Amen. Amen. Alleluia 



    

                   

 Amen 



    

                   

 Amen 



    

                   

Okay.



    

                   

That last "E" natural

could be higher.



    

                   

Officers. Don't forget

your meeting tonight.



    

                   

 Mmm mm mmm 



    

                   

 Mmm mm mmm 



    

                   

 Mmm mmm 



    

                   

 Mmm mm mmm 



    

                   

Hi. Jeannine.



    

                   

You're really a terrific tenor.



    

                   

In fact. You should be

doing the solo.



    

                   

No. L...



    

                   

No. I'm serious.



    

                   

You sing well.



    

                   

I'm getting to know your voice.



    

                   

How can you hear me

if you're singing?



    

                   

Well...



    

                   

I don't always sing.



    

                   

Sometimes I just listen.



    

                   

For instance. Marcia Blair

can't sing a note.



    

                   

Janet Fox mouths the words

and never sings.



    

                   

A detective.



    

                   

[Jeannine]

Do you like Vivaldi?



    

                   

Telemann?



    

                   

[Conrad]

Telemann? Um...



    

                   

What kind of music do you like?



    

                   

Oh. Uh...



    

                   

Modern jazz. I like.



    

                   

Folk rock. Spoon on a glass.



    

                   

Spoon on a glass?



    

                   

Oh. You mean.

Like. Table spoons?



    

                   

Oh. Dear.



    

                   

Why do I ask dumb questions?



    

                   

I'm just showing off.



    

                   

Why is it so hard...



    

                   

the first time you talk

to somebody?



    

                   

You make it look easy.



    

                   

Really?



    

                   

That's my bus.

I got to go.



    

                   

I'll see you later!



    

                   

You're really a terrific tenor.



    

                   

 Ah. You're

just saying that 



    

                   

 Alleluia 



    

                   

 Alleluia 



    

                   

 Alleluia 



    

                   

 Alleluia 



    

                   

 Ah ha ha ha

ha ha ha ha 



    

                   

 Ha ha ha ha

ha ha ha ha ha alleluia 



    

                   

 Alleluia. Alleluia 



    

                   

 Alleluia 



    

                   

 Alleluia 



    

                   

 Alleluia 



    

                   

 Alleluia 



    

                   

 Alleluia 



    

                   

 Alleluia 



    

                   

Hello.



    

                   

Is Karen there?



    

                   

Who's calling?



    

                   

A friend of hers from Hillsboro.



    

                   

Oh.



    

                   

She's not home from school yet.



    

                   

Oh. Um...



    

                   

Hmm. Tell her I called.



    

                   

This is Conrad.



    

                   

Tell her I'm feeling great...



    

                   

and I wanted to talk to her.



    

                   

Yes. I will.



    

                   

Thank you.



    

                   

Hello. Jeannine.

This is Conrad.



    

                   

Hello. Jeannine.

This is Conrad.



    

                   

Hello. Jeannine.

This is Conrad.



    

                   

Conrad.



    

                   

Conrad?



    

                   

What a dumb name.



    

                   

Hello. Jeannine.

This is Bill.



    

                   

Uuuuugh!



    

                   

Hello.



    

                   

Hello. This is...



    

                   

Hello. This is Conrad calling.



    

                   

Jarrett.



    

                   

Oh.



    

                   

Oh. Hi!



    

                   

Listen. I was...



    

                   

I was wondering

if maybe you'd like...



    

                   

to go out sometime.



    

                   

Like on a date?



    

                   

We wouldn't have

to call it a date.



    

                   

We could see how it goes.



    

                   

That was dumb.

Now start over.



    

                   

This is Conrad Jarrett.



    

                   

I'd love to. When?



    

                   

I didn't see you.



    

                   

What do you think?



    

                   

Fine.



    

                   

Rawlins used to have

great scotch pines.



    

                   

They look like

skeletons this year.



    

                   

Hi. What do you think?



    

                   

It's very nice.



    

                   

What is wrong?



    

                   

Ask him what's wrong.



    

                   

Maybe you won't have to

hear it from Carol Lazenby.



    

                   

Hear what?



    

                   

I quit the swim team.



    

                   

Carol thought I knew.



    

                   

It happened over a month ago.



    

                   

Quit? When?



    

                   

Where have you been every night?



    

                   

Nowhere.

The library mostly.



    

                   

I didn't think it mattered.



    

                   

That was meant for me.



    

                   

It's important to hurt me. Right?



    

                   

You have that backwards.



    

                   

Do I embarrass you

in front of friends?



    

                   

"Poor Beth believes

every lie her son tells."



    

                   

I didn't lie.



    

                   

You did when

you came home at  :  !



    

                   

If the lying's starting again.

I can't stand it!



    

                   

Then go to Europe!



    

                   

She only gives a fuck because

someone else knew about it first!



    

                   

She never came

to the hospital...



    

                   

because she's busy going

to goddamn Spain and Portugal!



    

                   

She doesn't care if I'm hung up

by the balls out there.



    

                   

They may talk like this

at the hospital...



    

                   

but we're not at the hospital.



    

                   

You never came to the hospital!



    

                   

She had the flu

and couldn't come inside.



    

                   

She would've visited Buck

in the hospital!



    

                   

Buck never would've been

in the hospital!



    

                   

That is enough!



    

                   

I won't do it again.



    

                   

What in hell has happened?



    

                   

Somebody better go up there.



    

                   

He walks all over us...



    

                   

then you apologize to him.



    

                   

You've been apologizing to him...



    

                   

since he returned from the hospital!



    

                   

I'm trying to

goddamn understand him!



    

                   

Don't talk to me...



    

                   

the way he talks to you.



    

                   

Let's not fight. Okay?



    

                   

No fighting. Okay?



    

                   

Please.



    

                   

Let's go upstairs.



    

                   

I want to talk to you.



    

                   

I didn't mean any of it.



    

                   

Please don't be mad.



    

                   

I'm trying to

understand what happened.



    

                   

I don't know what happened.



    

                   

I didn't mean it.



    

                   

Tell her I'm sorry. Will you?



    

                   

Why don't you?



    

                   

God. I can't!



    

                   

I can't talk to her!



    

                   

Why not?



    

                   

It doesn't change anything.



    

                   

It doesn't change

the way she looks at me.



    

                   

She was hurt because

you quit the team.



    

                   

I don't mean just now.



    

                   

I don't mean just today.



    

                   

Explain it to me.



    

                   

I can't. You don't see things.



    

                   

What things?



    

                   

What things?



    

                   

I want you to tell me.



    

                   

Can't you see she hates me?



    

                   

She doesn't hate you.



    

                   

You're right.

She doesn't.



    

                   

Please leave me alone.



    

                   

Do you think Dr. Berger's helping you?



    

                   

It's not his fault.



    

                   

I'll be downstairs if you need me.



    

                   

Tuesday everything was hunky-dory.



    

                   

You're the doctor.



    

                   

Don't take refuge

in one-liners. Okay?



    

                   

Because that pisses me off.



    

                   

Okay. Okay.



    

                   

Everything was fine...



    

                   

till you had the fight

with your mother?



    

                   

I don't blame her.



    

                   

She's got her reasons.

It's impossible...



    

                   

after all the shit I've pulled.



    

                   

What shit have you pulled?



    

                   

I'm talking about proportion.



    

                   

Now. What shit?



    

                   

You can find one example.



    

                   

Don't say you tried suicide.



    

                   

What have you done lately?



    

                   

I'll never be forgiven for that.



    

                   

Never.



    

                   

You can't get out

the blood in her towels...



    

                   

and in her rug.



    

                   

Everything

had to be pitched.



    

                   

The bathroom tile

had to be regrouted.



    

                   

She fired the maid...



    

                   

because she couldn't dust right.



    

                   

If you think I'll forgive...



    

                   

she's gonna forgive me...



    

                   

What?



    

                   

I think I just figured

something out.



    

                   

What?



    

                   

Who it is who can't forgive who.



    

                   

[Berger]

A real problem has a real solution.



    

                   

[Conrad]

I've heard this before.



    

                   

Doesn't make it any less true.



    

                   

I'm so tired.



    

                   

That's some secret

you've been keeping.



    

                   

So what do I do now?



    

                   

Recognize her limitations.



    

                   

Like she can't love me.



    

                   

No. Like she can't

love you enough.



    

                   

Don't blame her

for not loving you...



    

                   

more than she's able.



    

                   

She loves my father.



    

                   

She loved my brother.



    

                   

It's me.



    

                   

We're back to

the rotten kid routine.



    

                   

She can't love you

because you're unlovable.



    

                   

How come your Dad loves you?



    

                   

He feels responsible.



    

                   

Besides. He loves everybody.



    

                   

The guy's got no taste.



    

                   

He loves you. But he's wrong.



    

                   

Look...



    

                   

maybe she can't express it...



    

                   

the way you'd like.



    

                   

Maybe she's afraid

to show her feelings.



    

                   

What do you mean?



    

                   

There's someone

besides your mother...



    

                   

you've got to forgive.



    

                   

You mean me?



    

                   

For trying to off myself?



    

                   

Don't stare.

What for?



    

                   

Why don't you let yourself

off the hook?



    

                   

What did I do?



    

                   

What did I do?



    

                   

We'll talk Thursday.



    

                   

Come on!



    

                   

Time's up.



    

                   

What did I do?



    

                   

You know the rules.



    

                   

What rules?



    

                   

Think about it.



    

                   

Just think about it.



    

                   

Jesus!



    

                   

Say. After going to a new high...



    

                   

it falls to     / ...



    

                   

and then rallies on good volume.



    

                   

I order to buy  .   .



    

                   

If I get the  .    at     / .

I know something's wrong.



    

                   

But suppose I order

to buy the  .    shares...



    

                   

and I plug in at     / ...



    

                   

I get  .    at    .

    at     / ...



    

                   

and the rest on the way up.



    

                   

Then I know I'm right.



    

                   

I'm going to peel off here.



    

                   

See you later.



    

                   

[Voice Echoing]

Suppose the order to buy...



    

                   

[Beth's Voice]

You let him walk all over us...



    

                   

and you apologize.



    

                   

[Man's Voice]

    at    ...



    

                   

[Conrad's Voice]

Dad, you don't see things.



    

                   

[Beth]

You've been apologizing...



    

                   

since he returned from the hospital.



    

                   

Tell her to stop it!



    

                   

Buck never would've

been in the hospital!



    

                   

She hates me!



    

                   

I want to be clear.



    

                   

That's good.



    

                   

In the car.

I was thinking. "be clear."



    

                   

I suppose that's what

psychiatry's about.



    

                   

Being precise and clear.



    

                   

And honest, of course.



    

                   

I'm not a great believer

in psychiatry.



    

                   

Okay.



    

                   

What happens here

is between you and him...



    

                   

and I respect that.



    

                   

He's better.

I can see that.



    

                   

I just don't believe in psychiatry...



    

                   

as a panacea for everybody.



    

                   

Neither do I.



    

                   

I wish I knew what

I was doing here.



    

                   

You said you could shed

some light on some things.



    

                   

I meant in terms of Conrad.



    

                   

I knew something was wrong...



    

                   

even before he tried suicide.



    

                   

But I thought that...



    

                   

It's clear that he's very smart.



    

                   

He's always been

an "A" student.



    

                   

Naturally. I thought

intelligent people...



    

                   

could work out their problems.



    

                   

But you still feel responsible?



    

                   

Yeah, sure I do.



    

                   

It's hard not to.



    

                   

It was just luck that

I happened to be there...



    

                   

when he tried it.



    

                   

We both could've been away.



    

                   

You think of yourself

as a lucky man?



    

                   

No. No. No.



    

                   

I used to think that

I was a lucky person...



    

                   

before the accident.



    

                   

I guess the whole of life...



    

                   

is nothing but an accident...



    

                   

what happens to you.



    

                   

That sounds like

the philosophy of a drifter.



    

                   

Yeah. Maybe.



    

                   

Maybe I am drifting a little.



    

                   

I can see the two of them...



    

                   

drifting away from me...



    

                   

and I just stand watching.



    

                   

What would you want

to do about that?



    

                   

Something.

I don't know what.



    

                   

I feel like

I'm sitting on a fence.



    

                   

They're on opposite sides

of this fence?



    

                   

Yeah... No.



    

                   

I don't know.



    

                   

I see her not being able

to forgive him.



    

                   

For what?



    

                   

I don't know exactly.



    

                   

Being too much like her.



    

                   

People always think that

she and Buck are... were alike.



    

                   

But it's really she and Conrad.



    

                   

They were the only two...



    

                   

that didn't cry at the funeral.



    

                   

It's not easy for me to admit this...



    

                   

but. Um...



    

                   

she didn't...



    

                   

His mother doesn't

show him much affection.



    

                   

I'm not trying

to put her down.



    

                   

Did she give Buck

much affection?



    

                   

God. Yes.

She loved Buck.



    

                   

Bucky got so much.



    

                   

What she felt for him was special.



    

                   

He was her first-born.



    

                   

And you?



    

                   

I loved Buck.



    

                   

I mean your wife's affection.



    

                   

For me?



    

                   

Yes.



    

                   

She's very...



    

                   

No. There's no problem

with her for me.



    

                   

We've been married

nearly    years.



    

                   

Everybody loves Beth.



    

                   

For Conrad. It's been difficult.



    

                   

He didn't talk about that?



    

                   

We don't know what happens here.



    

                   

It doesn't come up.



    

                   

I guess that's what it is.



    

                   

It's private here. Isn't it?



    

                   

Mm-hmm.

Very private.



    

                   

I think I know why I came here.



    

                   

I think I came here

to talk about myself.



    

                   

Okay. Why don't we?



    

                   

Hi.



    

                   

[Car Buzzer Alarm]



    

                   

Calvin?



    

                   

[Buzzing Continues]



    

                   

What's the matter?



    

                   

This will sound strange.



    

                   

What I'm going to say

will sound strange.



    

                   

What happened?



    

                   

Come inside.



    

                   

Could we talk about

Buck's funeral?



    

                   

What?



    

                   

It'll seem trivial.

But it's on my mind.



    

                   

I'd like to talk about it.



    

                   

When I was getting dressed

for Buck's funeral...



    

                   

What could getting dressed

for Buck's funeral...



    

                   

have to do with anything?



    

                   

I was wearing a blue shirt.



    

                   

You said. "Wear a white shirt

and other shoes."



    

                   

It was nothing. But

it seemed to stay with me.



    

                   

What difference did it make...



    

                   

what I wore to Buck's funeral?



    

                   

Hear me out. Beth!



    

                   

No one would listen to that.



    

                   

I just want to talk about it.



    

                   

Why do you want to remind me?



    

                   

Because I've wondered what

it mattered what I wore.



    

                   

I was crazy that day.



    

                   

We were going

to our son's funeral.



    

                   

You were worried about

what I wore on my feet.



    

                   

It sticks with me...



    

                   

and I wanted to

tell you about it.



    

                   

It's all right.



    

                   

Beth! How are you?



    

                   

Fine. How are you?



    

                   

I haven't seen you.



    

                   

I'll call you. How's Brad?



    

                   

Fabulous! Is everything okay?



    

                   

Isn't this madness?



    

                   

It gets worse every year.



    

                   

Good-bye.



    

                   

May I show you this in your size?



    

                   

What?



    

                   

May I show you this?



    

                   

Oh. No. No. Thanks.



    

                   

Bennetts. Grants. And Foleys.



    

                   

Conrad should get something

for my parents.



    

                   

He's not getting something

for his doctor. Is he?



    

                   

We should go see Dr. Berger.



    

                   

What?



    

                   

We could all go see him.



    

                   

Why?



    

                   

He thinks it's a good idea.



    

                   

What's he know about me?



    

                   

I've never even met him.



    

                   

Wouldn't it be easier

if we all talked about it?



    

                   

What will we talk about?



    

                   

Don't try to change me.



    

                   

Hasn't enough happened?



    

                   

Let's hold on to what we've got.



    

                   

That's what this is for.



    

                   

Maybe you'll be surprised.



    

                   

I don't want surprises.



    

                   

I know I'm not perfect.



    

                   

If I can't hug everybody

like you. I'm sorry.



    

                   

You're missing the point.



    

                   

I don't want to see counselors.



    

                   

This is my family.



    

                   

We will solve our problems...



    

                   

in the privacy of our own home...



    

                   

not by running to some...



    

                   

Ready to order?



    

                   

Could you give me

a few minutes?



    

                   

Running to experts every time

something goes wrong.



    

                   

I know you mean well.



    

                   

I want this to be

a nice Christmas.



    

                   

I want them all to be nice.



    

                   

You and I need time together.



    

                   

We must get away.



    

                   

New Years'. We'll spend

time in Houston...



    

                   

with my brother.



    

                   

Play some golf. Relax.



    

                   

I've talked to Mother.



    

                   

Conrad can stay with them.



    

                   

Please don't worry about it.



    

                   

Please. For his sake.

Don't indulge him.



    

                   

We need time together.



    

                   

Okay?



    

                   

Okay.



    

                   

Okay.



    

                   

I love you.



    

                   

I love you. Too.



    

                   

Let's just give things time. Okay?



    

                   

Okay.



    

                   

Conrad.



    

                   

Hmm?



    

                   

I don't bowl.



    

                   

I'm a horrible bowler.



    

                   

That's all right.



    

                   

Yeah. Well...



    

                   

I got it.



    

                   

The thing is.

I'm a funny bowler.



    

                   

Listen. We don't

have to go bowling.



    

                   

I'm not a bowling nut.



    

                   

How funny are you?



    

                   

On a scale from   to   ...

About a   .



    

                   

That's pretty funny.



    

                   

I promise you won't look silly.



    

                   

Guarantee it?



    

                   

Guarantee it.



    

                   

Can you break the ball?



    

                   

Can't break anything

in a bowling alley.



    

                   

That's what I like

about bowling alleys.



    

                   

Can't even break the record.



    

                   

Anyway...



    

                   

Hmm? What?



    

                   

It's a conversation starter.



    

                   

Catchy.



    

                   

You like it?



    

                   

I've been working on it all day.



    

                   

Are people punished

for things they do?



    

                   

By God?



    

                   

Yeah.



    

                   

I don't believe in God.



    

                   

Not at all?



    

                   

Either you do or don't.



    

                   

I believe in God.



    

                   

You afraid he'll punish you

for something?



    

                   

I've done many things

I'm ashamed of.



    

                   

Yeah? So have I.



    

                   

Did it hurt?



    

                   

I don't remember really.



    

                   

You don't want

to talk about it?



    

                   

I've never really

talked about it.



    

                   

To doctors.

But not to anyone else.



    

                   

You're the first who's asked.



    

                   

Why did you do it?



    

                   

Uh...



    

                   

I don't know.

It was like...



    

                   

falling into a hole.



    

                   

It was like falling into a hole.



    

                   

It keeps getting bigger...



    

                   

and you can't escape.



    

                   

All of a sudden, it's inside...



    

                   

and you're the hole.



    

                   

You're trapped.

And it's all over.



    

                   

Something like that.



    

                   

It's not really scary...



    

                   

except when

you think back on it.



    

                   

'Cause you know

what you were feeling...



    

                   

 Like McDonald's can 



    

                   

 Nobody can do it 



    

                   

 Like McDonald's can 



    

                   

 You deserve

a break today 



    

                   

 So get up

and get away 



    

                   

Hey. Jarrett.



    

                   

How you doing?

How about some fries?



    

                   

What are you doing?



    

                   

Hey. Lighten up.



    

                   

Hey. I don't like your attitude.



    

                   

Energetic. Those guys.



    

                   

They were pretty funny.



    

                   

No.



    

                   

You thought they were.



    

                   

No. L...



    

                   

I'm sorry.



    

                   

What for?



    

                   

Anyway...



    

                   

Do you want to talk?



    

                   

About what?



    

                   

Are you okay?



    

                   

Yeah.



    

                   

Yeah. I'm fine.



    

                   

I'll give you a call.



    

                   

Will you? I want you to.



    

                   

Sure.



    

                   

Well...



    

                   

I'll see you in choir.



    

                   

Okay. Yeah.



    

                   

Thanks.



    

                   

Okay.



    

                   

I mean. Good night.



    

                   

Good night.



    

                   

Seven.



    

                   

In preparation

for our landing in Houston,



    

                   

observe the fasten

seat belt sign,



    

                   

and no smoking until

well inside the terminal.



    

                   

Watch this.



    

                   

Pessimistic golfer.



    

                   

Pessimistic golfer.



    

                   

Oh. Damn!



    

                   

Are we two up?



    

                   

Two.



    

                   

Let's hustle up.



    

                   

It is flat here.



    

                   

But we decided

to teach you to love it.



    

                   

He wants everybody to move here.



    

                   

It's good to see you.



    

                   

- You look tired. Cal.

- Airplane scotch.



    

                   

Why am I still hungry?



    

                   

'Cause you're in Texas.



    

                   

We'll get you home.



    

                   

Get some steaks on.



    

                   

A baked potato. Too?



    

                   

How long has he had

that drawl?



    

                   

Since joining the club.



    

                   

[Laughing]



    

                   

It sure wasn't funny.



    

                   

We weren't that bad.



    

                   

I can't listen to that

Buck Jarrett lecture again.



    

                   

He bugs me

when he does that.



    

                   

Will he ever stop

kissing his picture?



    

                   

Stillman. Shut up.



    

                   

Connie. Want a ride?



    

                   

Oh. No. Thanks.



    

                   

We could've used you today.



    

                   

I don't think so.



    

                   

Nobody could've helped us.



    

                   

I hear you got eyes for Pratt.



    

                   

Made it with her yet?



    

                   

Don't be a prick.



    

                   

You're the prick.



    

                   

You give me a goddamn

pain in the ass.



    

                   

Connie. Come on!

Come on!



    

                   

Connie!



    

                   

Connie. That's enough.



    

                   

No!



    

                   

No!



    

                   

Let go! Let go!



    

                   

It's all right!



    

                   

Just calm down.



    

                   

You're crazy!

You know that?



    

                   

Send him back

where he came from!



    

                   

It's over. It's over.



    

                   

All right!



    

                   

Shit!



    

                   

Here's your hat.



    

                   

You want to talk?



    

                   

The guy's a nothing.



    

                   

He's a zero upstairs.



    

                   

Since fourth grade,

you've known that.



    

                   

So you look stupid...



    

                   

when you let him get to you!



    

                   

So I look stupid?



    

                   

What's with you?



    

                   

Why do you want

to be in this alone?



    

                   

You know. I miss him. Too.



    

                   

The three of us

were best friends.



    

                   

It hurts too much

to be around you.



    

                   

I got to go.



    

                   

Yeah. Okay.



    

                   

[Honk]



    

                   

Hello.



    

                   

Hello. Is Karen there?



    

                   

She...



    

                   

Bill.



    

                   

Hello.



    

                   

Is Karen there?



    

                   

This is Conrad Jarrett.



    

                   

I'm a friend of hers.



    

                   

[Father]

Karen's dead.



    

                   

What? What?



    

                   

[Man]

She killed herself.



    

                   

[Karen's Voice]

Let's have the best Christmas ever.



    

                   

We can. You know.



    

                   

We could have

the best year...



    

                   

of our whole lives.



    

                   

Get the sail down!



    

                   

Keep it starboard!



    

                   

Get the sail down!



    

                   

Starboard!



    

                   

Keep trying!



    

                   

I can't! Let it out!



    

                   

Let it out!



    

                   

Just keep it starboard!



    

                   

I can't!



    

                   

Ahh!



    

                   

Bucky!



    

                   

Give me your hand!



    

                   

We screwed up. Buddy!



    

                   

Dad's gonna haul ass over this!



    

                   

It ain't so goddamned funny!



    

                   

Don't let go!



    

                   

I won't. Buck!



    

                   

Everything will be okay!



    

                   

Hang on. Brother!



    

                   

Don't let go!



    

                   

Stay with me!



    

                   

Stay with me!



    

                   

Stay with me!



    

                   

Oh. God!



    

                   

Bucky!



    

                   

Buck!



    

                   

Buck!



    

                   

[Berger]

Hello.



    

                   

This is Conrad.



    

                   

What's going on?



    

                   

I need to see you.



    

                   

Where are you?



    

                   

I don't know.



    

                   

All right.



    

                   

Get to the office.



    

                   

I'll meet you there.



    

                   

Okay.



    

                   

Good. You're here.



    

                   

Something happened.



    

                   

Just a minute.



    

                   

Wait till we get inside.



    

                   

There.



    

                   

Shit.



    

                   

You'd think they'd assume

there'd be emergencies.



    

                   

Don't take it off.

Just sit down.



    

                   

Something happened.



    

                   

What?



    

                   

It's...



    

                   

It's what?



    

                   

Oh. God!



    

                   

I need something.



    

                   

What?



    

                   

It keeps coming.



    

                   

I can't stop it!



    

                   

Don't try.



    

                   

Got to get off the hook.



    

                   

For what?



    

                   

What I did to him!



    

                   

What?



    

                   

It must be somebody's fault...



    

                   

or there's no point!



    

                   

What point? It happened!



    

                   

Oh. No. I don't mean that.



    

                   

It's just that...



    

                   

Bucky. I didn't mean it.



    

                   

Bucky, I didn't mean it.



    

                   

Bucky!



    

                   

It wasn't your fault.



    

                   

You said. "Get the sail down!"



    

                   

I couldn't! It jammed!



    

                   

And then the halyard jammed!



    

                   

Because the goddamned

halyard jammed!



    

                   

Then you're sittin' here

screwing around!



    

                   

Until it's too late!



    

                   

And I'm supposed

to take care of it!



    

                   

That wasn't fair.



    

                   

No! And then

you say. "Hang on!"



    

                   

"Hang on!"



    

                   

Then you let go!



    

                   

Why'd you let go?



    

                   

I got tired!



    

                   

Yeah? Well. Screw you. You jerk!



    

                   

It hurts to be mad at him.



    

                   

Yeah.



    

                   

He just wasn't careful.



    

                   

He didn't see how

a bad thing might happen.



    

                   

Bad things happen even

when people are careful.



    

                   

We should've come in...



    

                   

when it started to look bad.



    

                   

So you made a mistake.



    

                   

Why did he let go?



    

                   

Why?



    

                   

Maybe you were stronger.



    

                   

Did that ever occur to you?



    

                   

How long will you

punish yourself?



    

                   

When will you quit?



    

                   

I'd like to.



    

                   

Why don't you?



    

                   

It's not that easy.



    

                   

God...



    

                   

I loved him.



    

                   

I know.



    

                   

What happened?

What started all this?



    

                   

Karen.



    

                   

She killed herself.



    

                   

I just found out she's dead.



    

                   

Jesus.



    

                   

She was fine.



    

                   

No. She wasn't.



    

                   

She told me!

She said she was...



    

                   

What?



    

                   

She was busy and

feeling good and...



    

                   

What?



    

                   

What?



    

                   

If I'd known...



    

                   

I could've done something.



    

                   

You're taking her on. Too?



    

                   

No!



    

                   

No?



    

                   

No. I just...



    

                   

What?



    

                   

That isn't it.



    

                   

I feel really bad about this.



    

                   

Just let me feel bad about this!



    

                   

Okay.



    

                   

Listen. I feel

bad about it. Too.



    

                   

Why do things

happen to people?



    

                   

It isn't fair.



    

                   

You're right.

It isn't fair.



    

                   

You just do one wrong thing...



    

                   

and...



    

                   

Um-hmm.



    

                   

And what was the one

wrong thing you did?



    

                   

You know.



    

                   

You know.



    

                   

I hung on.



    

                   

I stayed with the boat.



    

                   

Exactly.



    

                   

Now. You can live

with that. Can't you?



    

                   

I'm scared!



    

                   

I'm scared.



    

                   

Feelings are scary.



    

                   

And sometimes they're painful.



    

                   

If you can't feel pain...



    

                   

you won't feel

anything else.



    

                   

You know what I'm saying?



    

                   

I think so.



    

                   

You're here. You're alive.



    

                   

Don't say you don't feel that.



    

                   

It doesn't feel good.



    

                   

It is good.



    

                   

Believe me.



    

                   

How do you know?



    

                   

Because I'm your friend.



    

                   

I don't know

what I would've done...



    

                   

if you hadn't been here.



    

                   

You're really my friend?



    

                   

I am. Count on it.



    

                   

Hi.



    

                   

I would've called...



    

                   

but I didn't

want to wake anyone.



    

                   

About the other night...



    

                   

I liked being with you.



    

                   

I didn't like myself.



    

                   

Conrad. I was stupid.



    

                   

That was dumb of me to laugh.



    

                   

It was my fault.



    

                   

I was embarrassed.



    

                   

Really?



    

                   

You were embarrassed?



    

                   

When those boys came in...



    

                   

it was awful and awkward.



    

                   

When I'm embarrassed. I laugh.



    

                   

They were just having

a good time.



    

                   

I let them interfere

with what was happening.



    

                   

It was dumb.



    

                   

I've done lots of

dumb things lately.



    

                   

I just didn't know if you were

being straight with me.



    

                   

Yeah?



    

                   

Anyway. I'd like

to try it again.



    

                   

It worked okay...



    

                   

except for the bowling.



    

                   

Yes.



    

                   

Yes?



    

                   

Yes.



    

                   

Are you going to school?



    

                   

No. Not on Sunday.



    

                   

Have you eaten?



    

                   

No. I haven't.



    

                   

Do you want some breakfast?



    

                   

Okay.



    

                   

Mom!



    

                   

All right.

How about that?



    

                   

Boy. Oh. Boy.



    

                   

I do love that.



    

                   

These holes sure do love you.



    

                   

We should spend more time

playing golf together.



    

                   

Maybe our next vacation...

strictly golf.



    

                   

Pinehurst.

Myrtle Beach.



    

                   

Pinehurst would be nice.



    

                   

I think Connie would

like Pinehurst.



    

                   

Is that deliberate

or just a reflex?



    

                   

I assumed you meant him. Too.



    

                   

I'm surprised you

haven't called him.



    

                   

I'll call him tonight.



    

                   

Can we have a little drink?



    

                   

Drink. Yes. Little. No.



    

                   

Let's finish this.



    

                   

What?



    

                   

What you started.



    

                   

Me? There's no point.



    

                   

He controls you.



    

                   

He isn't the problem.



    

                   

Isn't he?



    

                   

No. Let's talk about

what's bothering you.



    

                   

No. Let's discuss

what's bothering you.



    

                   

How did I make you

so angry with me?



    

                   

You blame me

for everything.



    

                   

Can't you see

beyond yourself?



    

                   

No. I can't!



    

                   

Neither can you

or anybody else!



    

                   

I'm just honest.



    

                   

Stop being honest...



    

                   

and start being generous!



    

                   

Think about him!



    

                   

What does he expect from me?



    

                   

He wants a hug

when he passes exams?



    

                   

I can't respond

when someone says...



    

                   

"I did something

great. Love me."



    

                   

He wants to know

you don't hate him.



    

                   

Mothers don't hate their sons.



    

                   

Is that what he told you?



    

                   

You accept what he says

with no questions.



    

                   

I'm trying to

keep this family...



    

                   

What does everyone

want from me?



    

                   

Listen. We all just

want you to be happy.



    

                   

Happy?



    

                   

Yes.



    

                   

You tell me

the definition of happy.



    

                   

First. Be sure your kids are safe...



    

                   

that nobody's been hit by a car...



    

                   

or drowned in your swimming pool!



    

                   

Then tell me how to be happy!



    

                   

I'm turning in.



    

                   

Dinner was good.



    

                   

Really good.



    

                   

It's early. You tired?



    

                   

It was a rough week.



    

                   

Your grandmother

wasn't too tough on you?



    

                   

No. She was fine.



    

                   

I'm glad you're back.



    

                   

Good night.



    

                   

[Sobbing]



    

                   

Calvin?



    

                   

Why are you crying?



    

                   

Can I. Uh...



    

                   

Can I get you something?



    

                   

I don't...



    

                   

What did you say?



    

                   

Calvin. What did you say?



    

                   

[Sighing]



    

                   

Tell me.



    

                   

You are beautiful.



    

                   

And you are unpredictable.



    

                   

But you're so cautious.



    

                   

You're determined. Beth...



    

                   

but you know something?



    

                   

You're not strong.



    

                   

I don't know

if you're really giving.



    

                   

Tell me something.



    

                   

Do you love me?



    

                   

Do you really love me?



    

                   

I feel the way I've always

felt about you.



    

                   

We would've been all right...



    

                   

if there hadn't been any mess.



    

                   

But you can't handle mess.



    

                   

You need everything neat and easy.



    

                   

I don't know.



    

                   

Maybe you can't love anybody.



    

                   

It was so much Buck.



    

                   

It's as if you buried

all your love with him.



    

                   

I don't understand that.



    

                   

Maybe it wasn't even Buck.



    

                   

Maybe it was just you.



    

                   

Maybe, finally, it was

the best of you that you buried.



    

                   

But whatever it was...



    

                   

I don't know who you are.



    

                   

I don't know what

we've been playing at.



    

                   

So I was crying.



    

                   

Because I don't know

if I love you anymore.



    

                   

And I don't know

what I'll do without that.



    

                   

[Door Slams]



    

                   

Dad?



    

                   

The yard looks smaller

without leaves.



    

                   

Dad. What happened?



    

                   

Your mother's

going away for a while.



    

                   

Where?



    

                   

Why?



    

                   

Back to Houston.



    

                   

I don't know.



    

                   

Why? What...



    

                   

I know why.



    

                   

It's me. Isn't it?



    

                   

No.



    

                   

It's my fault.



    

                   

Don't do that to yourself!



    

                   

It's nobody's fault!



    

                   

Things happen.

People don't always have answers.



    

                   

I don't know why

I'm yelling at you.



    

                   

You should do

that more often.



    

                   

Haul my ass a little.



    

                   

Get after me.



    

                   

Like you did for him.



    

                   

He needed it.



    

                   

You didn't.



    

                   

You were always

so hard on yourself.



    

                   

I never had the heart.



    

                   

Oh. Dad. Don't.



    

                   

Well. It's the truth.



    

                   

I never worried about you.



    

                   

I just wasn't listening.



    

                   

I wasn't sending

many signals then.



    

                   

You couldn't do anything.



    

                   

I should've got

a handle on it somehow.



    

                   

I used to figure you had

a handle for everything.



    

                   

You knew it all.



    

                   

You always made us feel

everything would be all right.



    

                   

I've thought about that

a lot lately.



    

                   

I really admire you for it.



    

                   

Don't admire people too much.



    

                   

They'll disappoint you sometimes.



    

                   

I'm not disappointed.



    

                   

I love you.



    

                   

I love you. Too.







 

  

  

 
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