Attic Trunk (2021) - full transcript

- The last time I saw Sadie,

she was lying in a hospital bed.

Her lips doing that

unconscious flapping sound

that comes with the snore of

someone who's no longer there.

A tube down her throat.

Machines screaming at

us in the hospital room.

But the last time we spoke,

it was a couple

of months before.

Too long.

And she told me I was

a great big brother.

I wasn't. I was okay.

She told me she loved

me. I told her the same.

I think we both knew

this was our last chance.

It occurs to me now, after

all we'd been through,

39 years as brother and sister,

we were just two little kids

who were just scared

outta their minds.

And after all this time,

we still had each other.

We love you, Sadie.

God, we miss you.

- I can't.

- I know.

- I can't look at it anymore.

- Okay.

Jason, um, Sadie's

stuff, back at the house,

the bed, the meds,

all that shit,

can you just- - I'll

take care of it.

Clean it up.

- Thank you, thank you.

- It's okay, I think that's

about all your car and take.

- Yeah.

- Where'd your parents go?

- They need me to take

care of Sadie's stuff.

I just don't think mom can

handle seeing it after all this.

I dunno.

- Look who I found.

- Hey, kiddo.

- Hey, Dad.

- You ready to go, Maggie?

- Anytime you're ready.

- Hey, are you all right?

- Yeah.

- Jason.

- Hi.

You came.

- Of course.

- For this?

- Yeah.

- Wow.

- I left a card

in the, the thing,

with my cell on it,

if you wanna call.

I mean, no, no pressure,

just if you want to.

I leave in the morning.

- Hello.

Yeah, it's, uh, it's Jason.

And I was wondering if

you, if you wanted to,

like, if you wanted

to come to the,

if you just wanted

to come to the house?

Great.

Okay. Yeah.

I'll see you then.

Yeah, see you soon.

Whoa, wait!

Uh, I just, I have to

do a bunch of cleaning,

if that's okay?

It's just, you don't

have to do anything.

It's just, uh, you

can just watch.

Is that?

Okay.

Okay, great.

I'll see ya then. Yeah.

Hello?

Hi, Mrs. McVee.

It's Jason.

No, it's Jason.

It's J-

No, it's Jason!

Yes!

Hi.

Yeah, they're,

no, they're at my,

they're staying at

my place tonight.

Yeah, you know, but you don't,

you're, it's okay, that's okay.

You are going to be fine.

I'm gonna tell them

you called, okay?

Holy shit!

- Holy shit, yourself.

- I feel like I'm

in a time machine.

- Yeah. Except, I

never used to knock.

- That's true. Yeah.

Oh, come in, come in, yeah.

- I always loved this house.

- Really?

- Yeah.

Yeah, something about it.

- Well, a lotta ghosts here.

Can I take your coat?

- Yeah.

Why thank you, sir.

- Uh, but of course.

- Still fits.

- Can I get you a drink?

Uh, we don't have any of

your beloved Canadian.

- What?

- I know.

Sorry, I just. Yeah.

- What is this place,

some kind of a palace?

- Just a craft brew

quality, sorry.

- Uh.

Thanks.

You don't look like a hipster.

- I guess just deep

inside somewhere,

it's just clawing its way out.

- Well, you do have

the beard for it.

- You know, contrary

to popular belief,

hipsters did not

invent the beard, so.

- Are you sure about that?

- Yeah.

- I don't know, they make

a pretty good case for it.

- No, everyone knows

the beard was invented

by Canadian iconic '70s

rock band, "Prism".

- Yeah, I don't think did.

- No, I think it

was the cool one.

It was like, yeah.

What's his name?

Hi.

- Hi.

I'm...

I'm sorry.

- Thanks.

- I, I don't know.

- Me neither.

I mean, I'm sure I'll, I'll

be like actually grieving

at some point, but right now,

I just feel like I'm living

in this, this rubbery

feeling of her being gone.

- Yeah. I get that.

- I am glad today

is over, though.

- Oh, I bet.

- Yeah, I'm pretty tired.

It was a lot, a lot

leading up to this.

They just kept

poking and prodding

and running the clock

until the buzzer went.

It's like it was just

fucking humiliating.

She just fell through the gap.

- I'm so sorry.

- Thanks.

So you wanna get fucked up?

Help me clean some stuff up?

- Hell yeah.

- Pain meds.

Anti-seizure meds.

Like, just pretty much anything.

- Whoa!

Pain meds, huh?

- Mm-hmm.

- That could be interesting.

Does it all have to go?

- No, yeah, it does,

it all has to go.

Yeah. All of it.

- Wait, before we get super

drunk and high on oxy.

- Yeah.

- Put that down.

- Why?

- Do you have a car?

- Yes.

- Grab the keys.

- Okay.

What are, what are we doing?

- Stop asking questions

and just come with me.

- Um.

Yeah, what are...

Where, where are...

Okay, hey, wait.

- What?

- Come on.

- All right, fine.

- These will literally

make you piss yourself.

- Well, you choose your

party, I choose mine.

- All right.

- I always thought that was

the coolest building too.

- Ooh, the Country Music Club.

I have this foggy memory

of walking in there.

- And if it's foggy, there

really is a good chance

you did go in there.

- Yeah. Yeah.

- Like, I just

wanna go over to him

and like cinch up the

one side of his backpack

to straighten it

up, really badly.

Like I really badly

wanna do that.

It's terrible.

- Does anybody ever sit

in the passenger seat

and just look at you?

- Yeah, you know who

does that? Narcs.

- Oh!

- You a narc?

- Maybe.

- Fuck, she didn't even,

you're just like,

you're just like-

- It's been a few years.

- Wow.

- Ready?

The cold gonna be enough?

- Probably.

- Not for me.

Thanks for bringing this for me.

- Yeah, I was, I'm done,

I've had enough already.

- Hold on the railings.

Whoa! Shit!

- Actually, no joke.

- Oh my God, that was fun.

Holy shit!

It's still here.

- Mm-hmm.

We have to sneak onto it.

- Oh yeah, goddamn right.

- Okay.

- Shh.

Mm.

God, I haven't been

here since, um,

well, since you.

- Shut up, you're ruining it.

I actually brought

you here to explain

to you the beneficial glory

of this community I've joined.

- Oh yeah?

- Yeah.

We're called The

Flowers of Utopia.

And we're led by a

raccoon named scott,

with the lowercase S,

'cause we're all equal.

- My God, that sounds amazing.

- Oh, you don't

know the half it.

Every month, scott asks us to

make a sacrifice of something.

- Uh, that makes sense.

You gotta prove your love.

- Lately, I've been...

Okay, don't tell anyone this,

but lately I've been

giving him my body.

- So you give scott

the raccoon your body,

like, like sexually?

- Yeah, what else would I mean.

Technically, he

said if I didn't,

then I would have

to go to the roots

of our hell tree and

live out my days.

- Hell tree?

- Yeah, our hell tree.

So, I give myself to

scott, lowercase S,

the raccoon once a

month, just to be safe.

- Well, if it makes

you feel better.

- It does, I does.

- Does, yeah.

- Not the sex, though,

'cause he's a raccoon

and his nails are sharp.

- Right. Yeah.

- I figure as long as I got

my rabies shots, I'll be fine.

Don't want one of

those animal STDs.

Safe sex is the best sex.

- That's a good point.

So, if I was to join your group,

would I do the same thing, or-

- Oh God, no. No, no.

Sex with scott, lowercase S,

is for high-level

followers only.

- Right.

- You'd have to start

from the bottom,

cleaning our toilets and

trimming scott's nails.

Which, I would

appreciate considering

the amount of

fingering he likes.

- Oh, you're so fucked.

Oh my God.

- I know.

- I missed you.

- Missed you too.

- I can't believe I

never made out here.

- Uh, speak for yourself.

I made out here constantly.

- Oh, are you

referring to Devon?

Okay.

I'm not entirely sure

that he existed, so.

- What?

- I never met him.

- Uh, he stayed in Ontario,

he only visited me

a couple of times.

- Okay, sure.

- He did.

- Yeah. No.

I mean, well, there's no

way to know for sure, so.

- You met him.

- Okay, you know what?

I actually met someone who

you said was Devon, but-

- That was Devon.

- Yeah, okay.

- That was Devon.

- You know, to be fair, you

never made a move on me, so.

- Right.

This is nice.

God, I miss this view.

- Yeah, me too.

- How many people out

there, across the water,

you think are having

sex right now?

- Well, I, I don't think anyone.

- Why not?

- They've all got this,

like, just feeling,

deep in the back of their minds,

they can't quite put

their fingers on.

It's, um, creepy,

strange woman on a boat

is thinking about them naked.

- Come on- - So you

killed their mojo.

- No. What?

- That's what you did.

- No.

Now I feel bad.

- You should, you really should.

- God, think of all the babies

that could have been made.

- I know, you're so selfish.

- No, maybe, maybe they were

meant to not be conceived.

Maybe these kids would've

grown up to be assholes

or dictators, or

asshole dictators.

- Kids are not you.

- Threatening to

take over the world.

- Yeah, you're rationalizing.

- I'm sorry, you guys!

I'm sorry for taking

away your mojo!

Keep going, and don't mind me!

I'm not paying any

attention at all!

Unless you want me to, then

I am, you dirty, sick fucks!

Aah!

- Are you finished?

- Mm-hmm.

- Okay.

- I just wanted to be clear.

You, you were clear.

- You know, I think

they appreciated it.

- What would they do without

your permission to copulate?

I can't even imagine.

- I did them a favor.

They're probably having

the best sex of their life.

- Yeah, no, okay, I take

it back, you being selfish.

You're a real giver.

- Yes.

- What does your husband think

about you coming out here?

- No questions asked.

- That's, that's

really nice of him.

- Yeah, he's a really nice guy.

- So, he just like-

- Yep.

- So you guys have a really,

you have a good like...

So you happy, you?

- Yeah. Yeah, we are.

Whatever that means.

- Good.

- There's something

I need to tell you.

- Okay.

- But, you, you have to promise

that you won't

think any less of me

or look at me any differently.

- Okay.

- Promise?

- Yeah. Promise.

- It's a lot harder than

I thought it would be.

- You can tell me anything

you want, it's okay.

- I think I'm pregnant

with a raccoon baby.

- Oh, fuck you.

- I don't know how it happened.

- Are you serious?

- Yeah.

- I thought you were

gonna say something monumental.

- Well, maybe this

isn't for you,

but for me it's a

pretty big deal.

Any advice?

- Do you crave grubs?

For like a late night snack?

You stay up all night?

- Yes.

- Do you wash your

food compulsively,

but only after you take

it outta the garbage can?

- My God, yes.

What, what does it mean?

- Oh.

You're going to the hell tree

to live out the

rest of your days.

- Oh, I feel ashamed.

- It does explain your

love of Beef Town.

- Oh my God, Beef town!

- Yeah, see? Okay.

- Let's go to Beef Town.

- Yeah. You see, you're

proving my point.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah,

you're hilarious,

I'm, I'm grown now.

Take me to Beef Town now.

- What? Or scott the raccoon's

gonna finger bang me?

Okay, I forgot that look.

And now I remember it, and now

I will take you to Beef Town.

- Okay, let's go.

- I feel like we overordered.

- We?

This shit's mine, I don't

remember you ordering anything.

- Yeah, all right.

Jesus, don't forget

to breath. Wow!

- Who needs breathing

when you have meat,

cheese and bread made

by an awkward teenager?

Mm.

- God!

- I could have chocked to death!

- I was right there,

I what's gone for like

literally three seconds.

- Oh, okay then.

- You know, I actually have

all the funeral decor still,

it'd actually be

pretty convenient.

- Mm, I think my family

would be pretty upset

if you just went

through with it.

- Well, I don't know,

your parents love me.

- No, I'm talking about

my family, family.

You know, my husband and kids.

- Oh, right. We're

in the present.

I forgot.

Wait, before you dislocate

your jaw and swallow that hole,

come with me.

Okay.

Here we go. Yeah.

Let's see.

Okay! Well, I got some

pretty sweet CDs here.

All the greatest hits.

I got "Nirvana",

"Stone Temple Pilots",

"Jann Arden", "Soundgarden",

"Dave Matthews Band".

- Oh, "Dave Matthews Band"!

- Or, I mean, if you

can't, you can't choose.

- No, "Dave Matthews Band".

I've made my choice, damn it.

- Okay. Yeah, great.

If you say so.

"Bryan Adams" it is.

- Aah, you've always

been against my Dave.

- Uh, I'm just not entirely sure

that's actually,

technically, music.

Let's see here.

Okay.

Let's see.

How does this go?

It's not...

Not turning on.

It's not.

Is this is thing? Yeah.

Okay. Um.

It's not.

I am sorry.

I don't.

Damn it!

- Definitely doesn't work now.

- I'm sorry.

- I think you owe that

apology to Mr. Adams.

- Right.

Sorry, Mr. Adams.

Oh.

Oh God.

- Exactly the same.

Wait, is, is that?

No way.

Let me see if I remember how to.

- Hey, can you?

- Yeah. Yeah.

- 1, 2, 3.

- Holy shit!

I can't believe it still exists.

Does it still work?

- Yeah, try it.

Which color am I.

- Well, we'll find out.

- Oh, it moved, it moved.

- So I'm blue.

Ah!

- Oh, right off the track.

- Let's do it again.

- Yeah, okay.

Here, you be blue this time.

- Okay.

- Ready?

- Yeah.

- See, this part's dead.

Yeah, you can actually

play by yourself.

- It's just like this-

- Oh yeah, it's not

the driver at all.

- No.

- Now I did.

Just tell me about your family.

- We're good.

Really good.

- Yeah, me too.

- Yeah, my husband,

he does shift work

so I can travel for my job.

And my kids, well,

you know how they are.

They heal you, feel you.

Annoy the fuck outta you.

- This is so like weird and

normal at the same time.

- I know. We're

talking about our kids.

- It's like I'm talking

to the future you.

Is there a DeLorean

parked out back?

- Oh God, you're so old

with that reference.

- Yeah, I know.

I feel, I feel old.

Do you feel it? Do you?

- Yeah, I feel like

I ate too much.

- Yeah. Yeah, now

you're regretting it.

- Hm, I regret nothing.

- Yeah.

- Oh! Holy cow!

You wanna point

that the other way?

Jesus!

- Oof, oh God, that hurt.

- Jesus Christ!

Do you need me to set up

a saline drip for you?

- Yeah, God, would you mind?

- Okay, well, yeah, hop on the

bed, I'll get you hooked up.

- God.

- Oh my God.

- Know what, I think, I think

Beef Town changed the recipe,

I just...

Bathroom?

- Same, uh, same place.

- Okay.

Ugh.

I was so cute back then.

That nose ring.

- Yeah, you were a badass.

- Aah.

Hey, look at your sister.

Grade nine. Always smiling.

- Yeah.

- Must have killed your

parents what happened to her.

- Yeah, it did.

Yeah, it does.

- They were wonderful people.

Cool parents.

- Yeah, they were.

They still are,

they're just different.

- Whenever we got

horrendously drunk

or had parties,

they always got it.

- Yeah.

- We don't have to talk about

them if you don't want to.

- No, I do, it's just they,

uh, they have changed.

They loved her so much.

All the love in the

world didn't do shit.

- They love you that much too.

- I don't know.

I think I'm just

the one who's left.

How do you watch your

kid die her whole life

and not be fucked up?

I don't wanna be an only child.

Fuck, my nose is runny.

- I don't care.

- Oh, you should.

Oh.

- You look normal to me.

- Oh, I always look like this?

- Yeah.

- Yeah?

What, with the snot

coming outta my face?

- Yep.

- My eyes all red.

- That's 'cause you

haven't aged well.

- Shit. Um.

- What?

- I got, uh, I got

something to show you.

It's in the attic.

- There dead bodies up there?

- Of course.

Do you wish to join them?

- No, I'm good.

- Okay.

Huh.

Oh.

Okay.

Oh.

Uh...

Could you gimme a hand?

- Oh!

- Yeah, just take this away.

Yeah.

Okay, come here, okay.

- Yeah.

- Okay, I got it.

There we go.

So I was looking

through my old stuff,

to find pictures for the funeral,

and I found my old trunk.

- Didn't even know you had one.

- I do. This, this is it.

This is where I kept

all my cool, old stuff.

Cap guns.

Comic books.

Journal.

Oh my God, there's some

serious teen angst in this.

- Is this supposed

to impress me?

- Okay, wait, just give

me, hold on a second.

And...

This.

- No reaction.

- You don't recognize this?

- Should I?

- This is our masterpieces.

- What!

Oh shit!

We were demented.

- Yeah.

- Oh my God.

What the fuck?

- Yeah.

- Oh.

- Oh, I made fun of your

girlfriend a lot in these.

- Mm.

- I really didn't like her.

- You hated her.

You always called

her Goody Two-shoes.

I mean, she, she was.

Except when she wasn't.

- Gross.

- You jealous much?

- Yeah, something like that.

- Yeah.

I love, where is it?

Lemme find.

Here! This one!

Oh God!

I drew you asking Tito,

the Yugoslavian dictator,

for his autograph,

and he is like,

"Mm, I think you

have a wrong Tito."

That's pretty genius,

you have to admit.

- Oh, yeah, eh, no,

the genius part is,

here you have Michael

grabbing his crotch asking,

"Where are the kids?"

It's real classy.

- Yeah. It was the '90s.

I guess I was trying

to be topical.

It's a little.

God, we had fun, hey?

- Yeah.

Hey, how did we

even become friends?

- I don't know.

You, uh, you were

just there, one day.

Like, um, like herpes.

Herpes from Fraudrich.

- Godrich.

- Godrich. Right.

I mean, I don't

know, we just were.

- Yeah, you're lucky

I didn't get along

with anyone else at that school.

- You had high standards.

- How do you explain you then?

- You recognize sophistication.

- Yeah, or just another

person with a perverse sense

of humor and a

distaste for authority.

- I thought that that's

what sophistication meant.

- Oh yeah. Yeah, close enough.

- Fuck, I hated high school.

- Yeah, me too.

- You ever wonder what

it would've been like

if we'd kept in touch?

- Honestly?

- No. Why, please?

Yes, honestly.

- No.

- No?

- Eh, never really

thought about it.

- You never thought about...

Never?

- No.

- Oh. Shit.

- Well, things just

kept moving, you know,

it never really occurred to me.

- Yeah, okay.

- You know, it just,

just became what it was.

- Yeah.

- I mean, it's not like

I never thought of you,

it's just I never

pictured anything

after we stopped being us.

- Okay.

- Did you?

- No.

- Okay.

- Things just kept moving.

And it never really

occurred to me

what would've happened

if I never found myself.

- Yeah, you prick, I

was just being honest.

- Yeah. You know what?

Me too, honestly. No, totally.

Honestly, I never,

I never thought

about how much fun

we woulda had or,

or how we could have

supported each other,

or celebrated each

other's successes.

Yeah, that didn't even,

didn't even occur to me.

- Yeah, me neither.

- You still love weed?

- Love is a strong word,

I prefer connoisseur.

- You still a

connoisseur of weed?

- I am.

- Wait here.

Let's see here, um.

Yes.

Oh.

- Oh yeah.

- Yeah.

Yeah.

So, there's weed

like everywhere here,

this house is like a

drug Advent calendar.

- Ha.

- Hah.

- Oh my God.

- This yard, it smells the same.

- Remember that time you

climbed up on the garage roof

and did the running man?

- Yeah, and, and my foot

went through the roof

and we had to fix it.

- We?

- Okay. You.

Hey, the running man, on the

roof, I was an innovator.

- Well, that's fair.

- Hey.

Her hands are still there.

- Yeah.

Okay.

Fuck!

Oh fuck, my beautiful,

perfect lungs.

- So weak.

- Yeah.

Remember a couple years ago,

before, uh, before

Sadie moved back here?

A bunch of her

friends had come over

and like made a huge

fuckload of pot brownies,

to help her when she

needed to settle.

So they made all these

brownies and they,

they put them all

in the freezer.

So my dad was there and he was,

he was helping her

like run errands,

and clean up the house, and

take her to the appointments

that kinda stuff.

This one afternoon,

Sadie goes for a nap.

And Dad, uh, he's hungry,

so he is puttering around

and he's rifling, just

riffling through the fridge.

And he goes in the freezer

and he sees these brownies.

So, he, uh, he takes 'em out,

he puts a few of

them on a plate,

puts them in the microwave.

Eats them all!

Like, fucking, like,

fucking four or five

of these brownies,

like chock-full of THC.

So an hour or two later,

Sadie comes downstairs,

my dad is fucking

stoned out of his,

like, out of his mind.

And he's just

staring at a spoon.

Like, he's like staring at

his reflection in a spoon.

And Sadie's like, "Oh", Sadie

thinks he's had a stroke.

And until she sees this

plate of like brownie crumbs,

and she's like, "Oh!

Dad, are you okay?"

Okay, but at this point, she,

she'd lost all her teeth,

so she had these, she

had these dentures.

And, so when she

would lean in to say,

"Dad, are you okay?",

her dentures fell out,

and they were facing up,

like looking at my dad

with this weird grin.

My dad is, so my dad is

looking at the spoon,

and he is like, slowly

looks down to the plate,

and he looks back up for

her and he goes, he goes,

"I think that plate

ate all your brownies."

Oh, she loved that story.

You know, now every time my

dad has like a normal brownie,

he looks a little disappointed.

Oh God.

- Shit.

Huh.

Remember when you

used to come by

and you'd teach

Sadie how to bead,

like how to bead jewelry?

- I do.

- Well, that was really nice.

- She needed it.

- It was really nice to

think that you guys had that.

- Yeah.

I mean, not everything

revolved around you.

- Ouch.

- It's true.

You have to remember, she

had a full 360 degree life.

- I know.

- She had to expand on her own,

outside of being

just the sick girl.

- Well, she wasn't on her own.

- I'm not trying to

hurt your feelings,

it's just we talked about things

you couldn't have understood.

You know?

- Okay.

Okay.

- Okay.

Are you just gonna sit there?

- Here?

- Yeah. There.

- Yeah, well, I'm,

uh, just sitting here.

So, yeah, I'm probably just

gonna keep sitting here.

- I should probably go.

It's great seeing you.

- You got something to

say, could, just say it.

- It's not the right time.

- You're wrong.

- Of course I am.

- It is the right time!

Okay, just...

Why did we stop?

- You fucked it up!

- I fucked it up, me?

- When I came here at

16, I left everything.

My dad gets a new job here,

he uproots my whole life,

I had no one.

And then I met you.

I never laughed like

that with anyone before.

Never felt that in sync.

- Me neither.

- Your friendship

was like home to me.

And then, you were gone.

Cut loose, again.

You asked me what happened,

why we grew apart.

We didn't grow apart. You left.

- I left?

What did I leave?

- How could he even say that?

- Because the way you're

talking about this,

it makes it sound like

I just walked away

from some committed,

long-term engagement!

We were friends!

Yeah, but we were great friends.

And we drifted apart.

- You knew me, and you

disappeared anyway.

You forgot me.

- I never forgot you!

I thought about

you all the time!

- Really?

- Yes!

- You forgot my 19th birthday,

you dumb piece of shit!

- Are you kidding me?

Your birthday!

This is about your birthday?

- It's not about my

fucking birthday!

- Mom, are you okay?

- I don't know.

I just...

I needed to be near

one of my kids.

I'm sorry.

I'm fine. I'm sorry.

I'm fine. I'm just,

um, I'm not fine.

I'm all over the place.

I just needed to be here.

Analise.

Oh, look at this face.

I've missed you.

- Missed you too.

I'm so sorry.

- Yeah, me too.

- Is, uh, is Dad okay?

- He's out in the car,

he'll be a minute.

And no, not even a little bit.

- Oh, it's cold out there.

Well, that was a shit day.

- Hey, Dad.

- Analise, you stayed.

Thank you.

Thank you so much

for being here.

- Of course. I'm

glad to be here.

Um, listen, if you guys

need some family time,

I can get outta here.

- Are you kidding? We need

some new energy around here.

When you're back, I feel

like it's 20 years ago.

- Yeah, we were

just saying that.

- Yeah, like, like

a time machine,

and we could use one of those.

Anyway.

- The service was lovely.

- Was it? I don't remember much.

- Blur.

- It was.

- All I remember is I

almost punch four people

in the face, and they

were trying to be nice,

but Jesus, the stupid

things that people say.

- Well, what do you say?

- Yeah.

- Nothing.

- I need a drink.

Anyone else?

- I'm good.

- No, thank you.

- More for me.

- Mom, can I get you something?

Mom?

- Mm-hmm?

- Can I get you something.

- Double scotch.

I'm kidding.

Water would be nice.

So, Analise, how've you been?

- Things are good.

Thanks for asking.

- You two must have had

a lot to catch up on?

What was that look?

- What look? There's

no, there's no look.

- You guys just had a look.

I would like to

know what it meant.

- We, I, we were just, um-

- When you walked

in, we were actually

in the middle of an argument.

- Uh-huh.

- But I think you

already knew that.

- Pfft, none of my business.

You're both adults.

Ugh. This is water.

- Look what I found.

You remember?

Huh?

- A turkey baster?

- No, the famous turkey baster.

You remember the story.

Didn't you tell her?

- No.

- Would you like to hear the

famous turkey baster story?

- I don't know if

that's necessary.

- Please don't tell

that story again.

- I would love to hear it.

- Well, hm.

Okay.

It was a day like any other

day, except it was different,

it was Sadie's birthday party.

And the kids, they were all sad,

because they wanted to

go jump into the sandbox

and play, and,

well, they couldn't,

'cause they didn't have

anything to play with.

So, Katherine, over there,

she brought out

some pots and pans

and a bunch of kitchen shit,

and, um, saved the day.

And, of course,

Sadie brought out

the famous turkey baster.

- I inherited that

Turkey baster.

- Of course, see, but that

that's another story, dear.

So they all run out the door

and they jump into the sandbox,

and they start diggin' up shit-

- There wasn't any dog

shit in the sandbox.

- No, there, it was,

there was cat shit.

- There was not.

- Anyway, and they're, you

know, they were throwing sand

at each other and shoving

sand down each other's pants,

and we have a wonderful time.

And then, um, smarty

pants, over here.

He's has the very bright idea

to connect the hose up with the.

- The turkey baster.

- Of course. Okay.

The little plastic ball

that's connected to the-

- It wasn't plastic,

it was rubber.

- No, it was plastic.

- No, it was rubber.

- No, but-

- They don't make them

like that anymore.

- I'm so sorry.

Jesus, you know, an expert

in balls, obviously.

Okay, so the plastic

ball that was connected

to the end of the turkey baster,

it starts to fill up a little,

and starts to get a

little bigger, you know,

and a little bigger, and then,

uh, it goes back down again.

We fill it up a little more,

and it's getting bigger,

it's getting bigger, it's

getting a lot bigger,

and it's filling up so

much it starts to look

like a massive expansive

growth on the end of your, um-

- Oh, for goodness

sake, just say it.

Penis! Penis!

It looked like a great,

huge nightmare of a penis.

- Boom!

It explodes all over the place,

and the kids are

crying, and oh my God.

And I look at Sadie,

and she's laughing.

She's laughing,

she's laughing a lot,

she's laughing real hard.

And then we start

laughing real hard,

and everybody's

laughing real hard.

Oh, we all...

Pee, pee our pants.

- We did not.

- Except for me,

I shit my pants.

- That's a comple...

- End of story.

- Thanks, George.

That's awesome.

- Yeah, it's all right.

- What are these?

- Oh, I found my trunk.

I was, uh, showing

Analise our old drawings.

- I remember finding

these all over the house,

and thinking either

there's something

very seriously wrong,

or else he's found

the perfect person for him.

- I also found this.

- Oh, George.

- No, I don't think. I'll,

I'll look at it later.

- George.

- I don't know if I can make it.

- No, not as we are.

- I wonder if she

liked the service.

- I doubt it.

- We did everything we could.

- Did we?

- I hate this day.

- I hate this life.

- I hate this life, today.

- Speak for yourself.

- No, come on.

- I got nothin' left.

What can I give you, any of you?

- Nothing.

- I gave her life,

and now it's gone.

And so am I.

- Now, come on, they don't

need to hear any of this.

- Do you know how many

people said to me today,

"Oh well, at least she's

not in pain anymore."

Hell, I even started saying it.

But I want her in

pain, goddamn it!

Because then, at least, I

would know she was here.

At least I'd be able to

look at her and hold her.

And tell her I love her.

- We have to stick

together through this.

- Do we?

- Yes.

- I'm not sure if I can.

I'm not sure if I

can spend what's left

of my life looking

at you every day.

We failed! We didn't save her!

We, we didn't find anyone

who could save her.

- You're right, we

couldn't, and she died!

Sadie died, Katherine,

but we're still here

and I love you.

I have loved you for 45 years,

and I've rolled with everything

that life has thrown at us,

because we did it together.

We fought everything

together, my shit, your shit.

You, you think of all

the other people we know,

They couldn't make it, because

they weren't able to adapt

to their life changes.

But we did it, and

we, no, we survived,

and we'll survive this.

Like, I don't know how,

I don't know what it's

gonna look like, but

we just have to think

of this as a beginning,

it's a new beginning.

I promise you, Katherine,

we can do this.

- But I hate you.

- I know, and that's all right.

- Is it?

- I can't fight

with you anymore.

I'm too tired.

Good night, everyone.

- Another fun

night at our house.

- You okay?

- Yeah.

So, it's not about

your birthday.

- My whole life

I hated the dark.

I still do.

As soon as the sun

starts to go down,

I, I feel hollow.

A desperation start to

climb into my throat.

And make me feel like something

terrible is going to happen.

When I was a kid, my dad and I

would go to this muffin shop.

We would go every

couple of weeks,

and he would get the

bran muffin and a coffee,

and I would get one with the

sweet cream cheese on top.

I really looked forward to it.

Except for the drive.

The drive there, I would, I

would feel that creeping hollow.

It was dangerous,

ominous, growing.

As though I was

starting to realize

how alone we all are in the end.

As I grew up, no matter

how many people I was with,

when the dark came, I felt it.

It was panic.

It was anxiety.

It was that knowing that no one

really gave a shit about me.

But I never felt that

when I was with you.

And you broke my heart.

You were the only

person who could take

that feeling of

being alone away.

So when you left, for

whatever reason you left,

I was so angry with you.

Because it came back.

And over the years,

it almost broke me.

You left, or disappeared, or

however you wanna frame it,

and the loss I felt was massive.

It was real.

It frightened me.

I don't think it's

ever really gone away.

And I thought it was my fault.

- You're right.

I did ignore you.

I was an asshole.

And I am sorry.

I didn't take the chance

to tell you how I felt.

I just let you drift

away and disappear.

I was a coward,

and it was cruel.

I am ashamed of it.

- I did love you.

I do still.

That's why I'm here.

But, man, that disappearing

act was bullshit.

You tricked me, and

I was alone again.

God, and I wish we spent

those last 20 years together.

But we didn't.

We aren't those kids anymore.

They were idiots

pretending to be adults.

We're here.

Together.

Now.

We'll be of far more

used to each other now

than any other

time in our lives.

- Fuck, you're smart.

- Fuck, I know.

- I don't know how I

woulda gotten through

this day without you.

I dunno how to thank you.

- A lifetime supply of

Beef Town would suffice.

- Yeah.

You.

- Get the fuck in there, you.

Oh shit.

Come on, come on,

come on, come on.

- Hey.

- Sorry. I love you.

- I love you too.

I'm done.

- I think you pissed yourself.

- Yeah, I shit myself.

- Yeah, I think

you did that too.

- Hm.

- Hey. Dad?

Dad! Wake up.

Dad.

- Okay.

- Dad.

- Okay, I'm up.

I'm up.

Oh.

Hey, kiddo.

- Hi.

What is that?

- It's a joke.

- I don't get it.

- Brought brekky.

- Ooh.

- Muffin and coffee.

- Oh yeah, that's

just what I needed.

- Um, can I have your muffin?

- You just had a muffin.

- It's okay.

- Thanks.

- Mm, looks good.

- It's so good.

- Mm-hmm?

- Should get one for yourself.

- Yeah.

Let me look into that.

Let's get the fuck outta here.

- How many muffins do you

think you can actually eat?

- Uh, four to six.

- Four to six?

Okay, I'll get a

dozen next time.

- Okay.

- You can eat half.

Maybe you can give one to me.

- Yeah.

♪ I was sleeping when

you left this morning ♪

♪ I was dreaming when

you disappeared ♪

♪ And a note was on the stairs ♪

♪ And the front

door was wide open ♪

♪ And the note written

in your own hand ♪

♪ And morning light was golden ♪

♪ And I began to understand ♪

♪ I was sleeping the

whole time I knew you ♪

♪ And I woke up

when you went away ♪

♪ And the sky in the suburbs

are the perfect blue ♪

♪ And the front

door was wide open ♪

♪ And the note was

saying goodbye ♪

♪ And the dream that

we all had was stolen ♪

♪ And I began to understand ♪

♪ I only see you

when I'm dreaming ♪

♪ I can only find

you when I sleep ♪

♪ And the house we all

lived in is frozen in time ♪

♪ And the front door

stays wide open ♪

♪ Should you ever

come back to me ♪

♪ And the memories that

we're all holding ♪

♪ Won't set us free ♪

♪ Just wait and see ♪

♪ I was sleeping

until you woke me ♪

♪ And the day since have

brought me to tears ♪

♪ And it wasn't the

distance that broke me ♪

♪ It was the fear ♪