Last Days (2005) - full transcript
Introspective artist Blake is buckling under the weight of fame, professional obligations and a mounting feeling of isolation. Dwarfed by towering trees, Blake slowly makes his way through dense woods. He scrambles down an embankment to a fresh spring and undresses for a short swim. The next morning he returns to his house, an elegant, if neglected, stone mansion. Many people are looking for Blake--his friends, his managers and record label, even a private detective--but he does not want to be found. In the haze of his final hours, Blake will spend most his time by himself. He avoids the people who are living in his house, who approach him only when they want something, be it money or help with a song. He hides from one concerned friend and turns away another. He visits politely with a stranger from the Yellow Pages sales department, and he ducks into an underground rock club. He wanders through the woods and he plays a new song, one last rock and roll blowout. Finally, alone in the greenhouse, Blake will look and listen--and seek release.
We could probably
go over to, uh...
Vanessa and Page's house.
He might be sleeping
on their couch.
- Who are they?
- Just some kind of
girlfriends that
we all have.
Like, hang out kind of...
just mutual friends.
So Vanessa and Page
are both women?
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
For every...
for every thought
of good...
for every thought of good
that my death...
will benefit.
I...
Iost...
something...
on my way.
I lost something
on my way...
to...
wherever...
I am today.
I remember...
when...
I remember...
when...
I remember...
when...
Are you okay?
- Who's that?
- Yeah, right.
- That isn't...
- Hey, girlie. Oh, man.
- Who is it?
- That isn't Donovan.
Yeah, it is.
Fucking motherfucker.
- I'd like to kick his ass.
- Oh, yeah.
- Fucking asshole.
- Scumbag.
Fucking dickhead Don.
I cannot believe
that wuss.
Who the fuck is
that with him?
- I have no idea.
- Oh, God.
Hey, Blake!
Blake!
It's me, Donovan.
Blake?
Hey, Blake!
Blake?
Blake?
Yeah!
Yeah!
Hey, you.
Hey.
Are you free?
Sort of.
Free enough
to play that guitar?
Yeah.
I haven't been
playing very much.
Have you talked
to your daughter, hm?
I have been talking to her
on the phone.
What do you say to her?
I do the voices
she likes, you know.
I tell her I miss her.
Do you say "I'm sorry
that I'm a...
rock and roll clich?"?
Hmm.
Are you writing
all that down?
Do you want something
to drink? Something...
No no.
I have a car waiting,
and I want you
to come with me.
I really can't.
I got, uh...
I don't know.
There's stuff that I gotta get done.
You have to come now.
You can go.
You can get out of here.
No one's here.
You can go.
It'd be easy.
If you stay here,
you're just gonna...
Oh.
Shh.
It's okay.
It's okay.
I'm sorry.
You're not wearing
a bra? Come on.
Come on, come on.
Mama Mama Mama.
Oh, shit.
I love it, I love it.
Ouch!
You okay?
There was this lyric in the bridge
that I was trying to figure out,
and I've been having
trouble figuring it out
'cause it's... like,
I want it to be more personal,
and it's just sort of...
I'm not getting there.
And I was wondering
if you could maybe, like,
help me... help me
figure it out a little...
Leave him the fuck alone
and come upstairs with me, all right?
Oh.
- Hmm.
- I'm sorry,
I'm talking your ear off.
I didn't ask.
You know?
Luke... Lukas,
I've gotta get out of here, man.
Why? Why?
That ranger,
the cop.
He's not a real cop.
He's not a ranger.
He's not "Walker, Texas Ranger."
He's a private eye.
Well, what
do you mean?
He's not real,
but she's probably coming back.
- Herself?
- Yeah.
You fucking bug him
- every time you talk to him about...
- Really?
...the demo tape.
- I'm not bugging.
He doesn't wanna help you,
he just saying that to...
to get you
to leave him alone, man.
Is that
what you think?
- You really think that?
- I know that, man.
- Well, thanks. Thanks a lot, then.
- Sorry.
You gotta leave
him alone.
C'mere.
Forget about the demo.
Forget about the demo.
Asshole.
#Flies through
the last... #
I need some contact
with her.
You know, it's not...
everyone... I'm being
treated like I'm a...
like I'm a...
fucking criminal,
you know?
I don't...
I don't like...
I don't wanna
put it in the...
Hey, Blake!
Blake!
It's me, Donovan.
Blake?
Blake?
Blake?
Blake?
You know, I used to work
for the forest service in the summer.
Hey, bro?
Blake?
Hey, Blake?
Blake?
Blake?
Wanna shoot some craps?
Look at this.
Look how it's starting to crystallize.
This is cellulous nitrate,
same stuff as film stock.
This is eventually gonna implode.
Completely crystallize
and implode.
What do you suppose
is over there?
Oh, yeah.
That over there... that, that's...
that's the greenhouse, where they
keep the garden tools and stuff.
I'm your boyfriend.
No.
Oh, Christ.
Oh, whatever
you want it to be, sir.
A package of artificial cheese
with your...
macaroni and cheese.
Hey, Blake.
Can I have your attention, man?
There's something
I really gotta talk to you about.
You know, I've been... I've been
stuck here for a week with...
with no apples and...
and you know how I got fucked up
on that airplane going to Portland?
And I threatened to pee
on the... on the stewardess?
- Mm-hm.
- And they diverted the flight?
- Hmm.
- I have... I have to go to Utah, man,
and I don't have
any money.
- Hmm.
- And...
it's colder than
shit in this house.
I was watching
football last night,
they have these...
they have these...
these jet heaters.
They're like jet engines.
They can probably...
they could heat this whole place.
- Mm-hm.
- I mean,
it sounds like a good idea to me.
- Hmm.
- So I need... I need to go to Utah
and I need, uh...
we need a jet heater.
Hmm.
Ouch!
You okay?
Blake.
Here's that...
that demo tape I was...
- I was gonna give you.
- Mmm.
It's... I recorded it
on the four track...
upstairs.
But...
there's this one... one of the songs
is a song about...
this girl...
when I was touring
in Japan, and uh...
I was... we were... it was
the last night of the tour in Tokyo.
She was...
she gave me this card
at the end of...
at the end of the tour. I mean,
at the... like, at the after party.
And she drew little tits on it
and gave me her number,
and I called her that night
at 12:00 or something.
And she came right over,
and we, like... we had sex.
And... and she was like...
her body was unbelievable.
She was just so beautiful.
I think she was
like a star,
like a music and like
TV star or something.
And like...
and so l...
she kept calling me.
Well, so...
so we had sex
and it was probably the best sex
I ever had in my whole life.
And then, uh...
then I left the next day
back to America
and... and, uh,
she kept calling me
and she wanted
to come visit me
and, uh, I didn't...
I never called her back,
and I felt really bad about it.
So I wrote this song...
that's one... that's the song...
one of the songs
on that tape.
And there's...
there's...
I wanna make it
as personal as I can
like, I wa... I wanna apologize
to her, you know?
- Hmm.
- I was sort of...
I actually was wondering if you could help
me with some of the lyrics on it
'cause there's... there's this
one part in the song
on the bridge where...
where I don't know exactly how
to put what I'm trying to say.
It's like I wanna
do it more...
Leave him the fuck alone
and come upstairs with me, all right?
Oh.
I'm... I'm sorry.
I'm talking your ear off.
I just wasn't thinking, man,
you know?
- Hmm?
- I'll see you.
I'll listen to it.
Listen to it, yeah.
Tell me what you think.
Hmm.
Hey.
What's going on, man?
How are you doing?
How are you?
L... I missed
you Thursday.
We tried to get
in touch 'cause l...
I went to this...
because...
this, uh...
I fucking hate talking here.
We went to the Dead...
uh, to a Dead show
and it was like at least about
2-300,000 people,
but that's not even the...
the point is that afterwards
we played
"Dungeons and Dragons."
We played that
"D&D" game with Jerry,
and Jerry was like
the best dungeon master.
We captured
the winged Pegasus.
And his girlfriend...
Suzette or Jacquette,
some French name...
she was like... she did
these voodoo rituals.
She gave us, uh...
Now it's only
half a jaw,
but before
it was a whole jaw.
And... it's something
about virility,
but I know you
weren't feeling...
you're not feeling
that great,
so if you want
the bottom jaw,
I could give you
the bottom jaw, like...
I could give you
the jaw... at least.
It works.
We're coming,
we're coming.
Where did Asia go?
- Hey, Nicole.
- What?
Give me your hand.
We were just
three... guys.
- No, we're not three guys.
- No, we're not
- three guys.
- We were just two guys and a girl.
Going, leaving
for no particular reason.
Why... why are we
leaving, Scott?
Oh, yeah. Why are
we leaving, Scott?
- Where are we going?
- Nobody knows
- where we're going.
- To my place?
Yep.
That's right.
Sorry.
...of Blake were
so excruciatingly painful
that he sometimes wanted
to die or kill himself.
Do you think this is
a contributing thing here?
I mean, do you think he was
exaggerating in saying that?
- No, I don't think...
- No, I know.
I actually spoke
to his mother about this.
- She had an identical...
- I understand.
...situation uh, at about his age...
- I understand. Okay.
We're fucked.
We're gonna be implicated
and tied up
in this whole thing.
They're gonna accuse us
of copping for Blake.
And they're gonna say
we were there.
Do we need
to get out of here?
I don't have anything.
I don't have any of my stuff ready.
This is giving
me the creeps.
Do we need anything?
Can we just go?
- Let's just get the fuck out of here.
- Let's just go.
Where are
we gonna go?
We'll go to Los Angeles.
Fuck.
Are you all right?
go over to, uh...
Vanessa and Page's house.
He might be sleeping
on their couch.
- Who are they?
- Just some kind of
girlfriends that
we all have.
Like, hang out kind of...
just mutual friends.
So Vanessa and Page
are both women?
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
For every...
for every thought
of good...
for every thought of good
that my death...
will benefit.
I...
Iost...
something...
on my way.
I lost something
on my way...
to...
wherever...
I am today.
I remember...
when...
I remember...
when...
I remember...
when...
Are you okay?
- Who's that?
- Yeah, right.
- That isn't...
- Hey, girlie. Oh, man.
- Who is it?
- That isn't Donovan.
Yeah, it is.
Fucking motherfucker.
- I'd like to kick his ass.
- Oh, yeah.
- Fucking asshole.
- Scumbag.
Fucking dickhead Don.
I cannot believe
that wuss.
Who the fuck is
that with him?
- I have no idea.
- Oh, God.
Hey, Blake!
Blake!
It's me, Donovan.
Blake?
Hey, Blake!
Blake?
Blake?
Yeah!
Yeah!
Hey, you.
Hey.
Are you free?
Sort of.
Free enough
to play that guitar?
Yeah.
I haven't been
playing very much.
Have you talked
to your daughter, hm?
I have been talking to her
on the phone.
What do you say to her?
I do the voices
she likes, you know.
I tell her I miss her.
Do you say "I'm sorry
that I'm a...
rock and roll clich?"?
Hmm.
Are you writing
all that down?
Do you want something
to drink? Something...
No no.
I have a car waiting,
and I want you
to come with me.
I really can't.
I got, uh...
I don't know.
There's stuff that I gotta get done.
You have to come now.
You can go.
You can get out of here.
No one's here.
You can go.
It'd be easy.
If you stay here,
you're just gonna...
Oh.
Shh.
It's okay.
It's okay.
I'm sorry.
You're not wearing
a bra? Come on.
Come on, come on.
Mama Mama Mama.
Oh, shit.
I love it, I love it.
Ouch!
You okay?
There was this lyric in the bridge
that I was trying to figure out,
and I've been having
trouble figuring it out
'cause it's... like,
I want it to be more personal,
and it's just sort of...
I'm not getting there.
And I was wondering
if you could maybe, like,
help me... help me
figure it out a little...
Leave him the fuck alone
and come upstairs with me, all right?
Oh.
- Hmm.
- I'm sorry,
I'm talking your ear off.
I didn't ask.
You know?
Luke... Lukas,
I've gotta get out of here, man.
Why? Why?
That ranger,
the cop.
He's not a real cop.
He's not a ranger.
He's not "Walker, Texas Ranger."
He's a private eye.
Well, what
do you mean?
He's not real,
but she's probably coming back.
- Herself?
- Yeah.
You fucking bug him
- every time you talk to him about...
- Really?
...the demo tape.
- I'm not bugging.
He doesn't wanna help you,
he just saying that to...
to get you
to leave him alone, man.
Is that
what you think?
- You really think that?
- I know that, man.
- Well, thanks. Thanks a lot, then.
- Sorry.
You gotta leave
him alone.
C'mere.
Forget about the demo.
Forget about the demo.
Asshole.
#Flies through
the last... #
I need some contact
with her.
You know, it's not...
everyone... I'm being
treated like I'm a...
like I'm a...
fucking criminal,
you know?
I don't...
I don't like...
I don't wanna
put it in the...
Hey, Blake!
Blake!
It's me, Donovan.
Blake?
Blake?
Blake?
Blake?
You know, I used to work
for the forest service in the summer.
Hey, bro?
Blake?
Hey, Blake?
Blake?
Blake?
Wanna shoot some craps?
Look at this.
Look how it's starting to crystallize.
This is cellulous nitrate,
same stuff as film stock.
This is eventually gonna implode.
Completely crystallize
and implode.
What do you suppose
is over there?
Oh, yeah.
That over there... that, that's...
that's the greenhouse, where they
keep the garden tools and stuff.
I'm your boyfriend.
No.
Oh, Christ.
Oh, whatever
you want it to be, sir.
A package of artificial cheese
with your...
macaroni and cheese.
Hey, Blake.
Can I have your attention, man?
There's something
I really gotta talk to you about.
You know, I've been... I've been
stuck here for a week with...
with no apples and...
and you know how I got fucked up
on that airplane going to Portland?
And I threatened to pee
on the... on the stewardess?
- Mm-hm.
- And they diverted the flight?
- Hmm.
- I have... I have to go to Utah, man,
and I don't have
any money.
- Hmm.
- And...
it's colder than
shit in this house.
I was watching
football last night,
they have these...
they have these...
these jet heaters.
They're like jet engines.
They can probably...
they could heat this whole place.
- Mm-hm.
- I mean,
it sounds like a good idea to me.
- Hmm.
- So I need... I need to go to Utah
and I need, uh...
we need a jet heater.
Hmm.
Ouch!
You okay?
Blake.
Here's that...
that demo tape I was...
- I was gonna give you.
- Mmm.
It's... I recorded it
on the four track...
upstairs.
But...
there's this one... one of the songs
is a song about...
this girl...
when I was touring
in Japan, and uh...
I was... we were... it was
the last night of the tour in Tokyo.
She was...
she gave me this card
at the end of...
at the end of the tour. I mean,
at the... like, at the after party.
And she drew little tits on it
and gave me her number,
and I called her that night
at 12:00 or something.
And she came right over,
and we, like... we had sex.
And... and she was like...
her body was unbelievable.
She was just so beautiful.
I think she was
like a star,
like a music and like
TV star or something.
And like...
and so l...
she kept calling me.
Well, so...
so we had sex
and it was probably the best sex
I ever had in my whole life.
And then, uh...
then I left the next day
back to America
and... and, uh,
she kept calling me
and she wanted
to come visit me
and, uh, I didn't...
I never called her back,
and I felt really bad about it.
So I wrote this song...
that's one... that's the song...
one of the songs
on that tape.
And there's...
there's...
I wanna make it
as personal as I can
like, I wa... I wanna apologize
to her, you know?
- Hmm.
- I was sort of...
I actually was wondering if you could help
me with some of the lyrics on it
'cause there's... there's this
one part in the song
on the bridge where...
where I don't know exactly how
to put what I'm trying to say.
It's like I wanna
do it more...
Leave him the fuck alone
and come upstairs with me, all right?
Oh.
I'm... I'm sorry.
I'm talking your ear off.
I just wasn't thinking, man,
you know?
- Hmm?
- I'll see you.
I'll listen to it.
Listen to it, yeah.
Tell me what you think.
Hmm.
Hey.
What's going on, man?
How are you doing?
How are you?
L... I missed
you Thursday.
We tried to get
in touch 'cause l...
I went to this...
because...
this, uh...
I fucking hate talking here.
We went to the Dead...
uh, to a Dead show
and it was like at least about
2-300,000 people,
but that's not even the...
the point is that afterwards
we played
"Dungeons and Dragons."
We played that
"D&D" game with Jerry,
and Jerry was like
the best dungeon master.
We captured
the winged Pegasus.
And his girlfriend...
Suzette or Jacquette,
some French name...
she was like... she did
these voodoo rituals.
She gave us, uh...
Now it's only
half a jaw,
but before
it was a whole jaw.
And... it's something
about virility,
but I know you
weren't feeling...
you're not feeling
that great,
so if you want
the bottom jaw,
I could give you
the bottom jaw, like...
I could give you
the jaw... at least.
It works.
We're coming,
we're coming.
Where did Asia go?
- Hey, Nicole.
- What?
Give me your hand.
We were just
three... guys.
- No, we're not three guys.
- No, we're not
- three guys.
- We were just two guys and a girl.
Going, leaving
for no particular reason.
Why... why are we
leaving, Scott?
Oh, yeah. Why are
we leaving, Scott?
- Where are we going?
- Nobody knows
- where we're going.
- To my place?
Yep.
That's right.
Sorry.
...of Blake were
so excruciatingly painful
that he sometimes wanted
to die or kill himself.
Do you think this is
a contributing thing here?
I mean, do you think he was
exaggerating in saying that?
- No, I don't think...
- No, I know.
I actually spoke
to his mother about this.
- She had an identical...
- I understand.
...situation uh, at about his age...
- I understand. Okay.
We're fucked.
We're gonna be implicated
and tied up
in this whole thing.
They're gonna accuse us
of copping for Blake.
And they're gonna say
we were there.
Do we need
to get out of here?
I don't have anything.
I don't have any of my stuff ready.
This is giving
me the creeps.
Do we need anything?
Can we just go?
- Let's just get the fuck out of here.
- Let's just go.
Where are
we gonna go?
We'll go to Los Angeles.
Fuck.
Are you all right?