Red Shoe Diaries (1992–1999): Season 4, Episode 12 - Laundrymat - full transcript
A lonely single mother's passions flare when she meets a handsome drifter late one night at the Laundromat. After a night together they go their separate ways as strangers but realizes that passion is what makes a soul survive.
- Morning Kath.
Just some coffee, please.
Dear Red Shoes.
My sister offered
to take my kids for the weekend.
She said it was the
sound of my voice
over the phone that worried her.
I acted as if I didn't know
what she was talking about.
I told her I was just fine.
- I've had that
shirt for 10 years.
It's seen me through
a lot of rough road.
- The machines were all full.
I have a lot of laundry to do.
I was just clearing
your stuff out.
I'm sorry, I'm so embarrassed.
- I don't think I've ever seen
anyone love that shirt
in quite the same way.
- Would you mind
getting your stuff out?
I've got a lot of wash to do.
- Sure.
I didn't mean to slow you down.
I thought I'd be the
only one doing laundry
this late on a Saturday night.
Three boys.
- Yeah.
The youngest is six.
My oldest is 10.
- You got your own little rodeo.
- Yep.
They keep me on my
toes, that's for sure.
- Your husband must
be mighty proud
to have all those
little whipper snappers.
- I'm sure he is.
What?
You ever feel like a flat tire?
Don't want to go no further.
Well, that's how I
felt all day today.
Don't know why.
You ever feel that way?
- This morning in fact.
I woke up with this
terrible feeling that.
- No, no, don't stop yourself.
Say it.
- It just seems silly, but
I wondered what if
there was a number,
you know, like on cereal
boxes or soup cans.
- An expiration date?
- Exactly.
I imagined that I had this
number printed inside me.
That it was like etched
across my rib cage.
It said no longer valid today.
- So that's why.
Why what?
- Why when I first
came in and saw you
I said to myself,
that woman looks like
she just chopped up
her piano for firewood.
- What does that mean?
Hopeless.
- I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to.
I didn't mean to frighten ya.
I just thought you needed...
- No, it's not you.
It's just.
I'm just not used
to talking so much.
- I'll be right back.
- Dead, way.
- Oh great.
- Do you boys need some change?
- Yeah.
- Howdy.
- Hi.
- Two.
- Thanks.
- You're welcome.
- They ought to give you wings.
- Who me?
- All mothers with boys.
- Underneath all their toughness
those boys still need
to know they're loved.
- That's what we all want.
- You're right.
- Tell me about your boys.
- Well, I've got some pictures.
- Let's see 'em.
- Okay.
Oh.
You've been busy.
- That's Connor, he's my eldest.
Smart as a whip, that one.
Oh.
And that's Cory.
He's my dreamer.
Sometimes during the day
when they're at school
I'll drive my car over and just
sit and watch him at recess.
And that's my youngest, Kyle.
He's all boy.
Loves to wrestle, he
shows me his muscles.
A real daddy's boy.
Yeah, it broke his heart
when his father left.
- Well, they're beautiful kids.
- Thank you.
Can I ask a favor of you?
Promise not to laugh?
- I promise.
- Now you can say no if
you want to, and I mean it.
- Okay.
- Will you dance with me?
Would you mind
wearing that shirt?
♪ If you feel fire inside you
♪ Let it show
- Can I have this dance?
♪ Let it go
♪ Time will wait for no one
♪ No, no, no, no
♪ When you feel
the fire within you
♪ Let it show
♪ Life is a fountain
♪ And love is the flow
♪ When you feel
the fire inside you
♪ Let it show
- I can't.
I'm sorry.
- Why?
- I would love to take
you home, but I can't.
- I understand.
- I just don't do that.
- I know.
The first thing I remember,
I had to be two years old.
Chubby little fella.
We lived in Nebraska, way
out in the middle of nowhere.
My mama was hanging the wet
laundry out on the line.
It was quiet, eerie.
I was crawling around picking
apples off the ground.
That's when I heard
it, this roar.
Lord.
That tornado was
coming straight at us.
My mama was screaming.
I started crawling straight
at that son of a bitch,
like it was this huge,
giant toy to play with.
- That's why you're a drifter.
'Cause you got a huge
wind blowing inside you.
- Do you miss him?
- I couldn't change him.
I didn't want to change him.
Drove away.
I stood and watched his truck
get smaller and smaller.
I knew he wasn't coming back.
You know what I felt?
- What?
- Relieved.
Think that's awful?
- No, I don't.
You were setting
each other free.
- Hm.
You go first.
- Okay.
All I was gonna say.
Sometimes the wind blows north.
Sometimes the wind blows south.
You never know.
- You never know.
Can't change the wind.
- Can't change the wind.
- What a difference a day makes.
Or what I should say
is what a difference
a night makes, Red Shoes.
A miracle is a
miracle, is a miracle,
is a miracle, is a miracle.
You hungry?
Stories make me hungry.
Just some coffee, please.
Dear Red Shoes.
My sister offered
to take my kids for the weekend.
She said it was the
sound of my voice
over the phone that worried her.
I acted as if I didn't know
what she was talking about.
I told her I was just fine.
- I've had that
shirt for 10 years.
It's seen me through
a lot of rough road.
- The machines were all full.
I have a lot of laundry to do.
I was just clearing
your stuff out.
I'm sorry, I'm so embarrassed.
- I don't think I've ever seen
anyone love that shirt
in quite the same way.
- Would you mind
getting your stuff out?
I've got a lot of wash to do.
- Sure.
I didn't mean to slow you down.
I thought I'd be the
only one doing laundry
this late on a Saturday night.
Three boys.
- Yeah.
The youngest is six.
My oldest is 10.
- You got your own little rodeo.
- Yep.
They keep me on my
toes, that's for sure.
- Your husband must
be mighty proud
to have all those
little whipper snappers.
- I'm sure he is.
What?
You ever feel like a flat tire?
Don't want to go no further.
Well, that's how I
felt all day today.
Don't know why.
You ever feel that way?
- This morning in fact.
I woke up with this
terrible feeling that.
- No, no, don't stop yourself.
Say it.
- It just seems silly, but
I wondered what if
there was a number,
you know, like on cereal
boxes or soup cans.
- An expiration date?
- Exactly.
I imagined that I had this
number printed inside me.
That it was like etched
across my rib cage.
It said no longer valid today.
- So that's why.
Why what?
- Why when I first
came in and saw you
I said to myself,
that woman looks like
she just chopped up
her piano for firewood.
- What does that mean?
Hopeless.
- I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to.
I didn't mean to frighten ya.
I just thought you needed...
- No, it's not you.
It's just.
I'm just not used
to talking so much.
- I'll be right back.
- Dead, way.
- Oh great.
- Do you boys need some change?
- Yeah.
- Howdy.
- Hi.
- Two.
- Thanks.
- You're welcome.
- They ought to give you wings.
- Who me?
- All mothers with boys.
- Underneath all their toughness
those boys still need
to know they're loved.
- That's what we all want.
- You're right.
- Tell me about your boys.
- Well, I've got some pictures.
- Let's see 'em.
- Okay.
Oh.
You've been busy.
- That's Connor, he's my eldest.
Smart as a whip, that one.
Oh.
And that's Cory.
He's my dreamer.
Sometimes during the day
when they're at school
I'll drive my car over and just
sit and watch him at recess.
And that's my youngest, Kyle.
He's all boy.
Loves to wrestle, he
shows me his muscles.
A real daddy's boy.
Yeah, it broke his heart
when his father left.
- Well, they're beautiful kids.
- Thank you.
Can I ask a favor of you?
Promise not to laugh?
- I promise.
- Now you can say no if
you want to, and I mean it.
- Okay.
- Will you dance with me?
Would you mind
wearing that shirt?
♪ If you feel fire inside you
♪ Let it show
- Can I have this dance?
♪ Let it go
♪ Time will wait for no one
♪ No, no, no, no
♪ When you feel
the fire within you
♪ Let it show
♪ Life is a fountain
♪ And love is the flow
♪ When you feel
the fire inside you
♪ Let it show
- I can't.
I'm sorry.
- Why?
- I would love to take
you home, but I can't.
- I understand.
- I just don't do that.
- I know.
The first thing I remember,
I had to be two years old.
Chubby little fella.
We lived in Nebraska, way
out in the middle of nowhere.
My mama was hanging the wet
laundry out on the line.
It was quiet, eerie.
I was crawling around picking
apples off the ground.
That's when I heard
it, this roar.
Lord.
That tornado was
coming straight at us.
My mama was screaming.
I started crawling straight
at that son of a bitch,
like it was this huge,
giant toy to play with.
- That's why you're a drifter.
'Cause you got a huge
wind blowing inside you.
- Do you miss him?
- I couldn't change him.
I didn't want to change him.
Drove away.
I stood and watched his truck
get smaller and smaller.
I knew he wasn't coming back.
You know what I felt?
- What?
- Relieved.
Think that's awful?
- No, I don't.
You were setting
each other free.
- Hm.
You go first.
- Okay.
All I was gonna say.
Sometimes the wind blows north.
Sometimes the wind blows south.
You never know.
- You never know.
Can't change the wind.
- Can't change the wind.
- What a difference a day makes.
Or what I should say
is what a difference
a night makes, Red Shoes.
A miracle is a
miracle, is a miracle,
is a miracle, is a miracle.
You hungry?
Stories make me hungry.