Rachel Getting Married (2008) - full transcript

Kym Buchman has been in drug rehab for nine months, during which time she has been clean. She is released temporarily from the facility to attend her sister Rachel Buchman's wedding. During her release, Kym is staying at the family home, where the wedding is taking place. As such, it is like Grand Central Station for the duration of Kym's stay, which may not be the most conducive situation for her in constantly being exposed to the watching eyes of those who know and don't yet know her, but know of her situation. The reunion with her family members starts off well enough, but issues around Kym's release from rehab quickly surface. Kym and Rachel's father, Paul Buchman, wants to make sure that Kym is all right at all times, which to Kym feels instead like he doesn't trust her. Rachel slowly begins to resent Kym's situation taking over what is supposed to be the happiest day of her life, some of which is directed by Kym, some of which isn't. One person present but largely not included in the last minute wedding planning work is Kym and Rachel's mother, Abby, from who Paul is divorced. The two have since married other people. Outwardly, Abby has been nurturing of Kym throughout her life. However, what is one of the key moments in Kym's drug induced life, and in their collective family's lives, may profoundly affect the wedding. Beyond how Kym's presence affects the wedding, the goings-on of the family during Kym's short stay may either bring them closer together or tear them apart.

I want my fucking Zippo now.

Walter, that is a behavior

that will get you...

Fuck you!

Are you making a choice?

Hold on.

Hello?

Don't you get it yet, Waldo?

She's making a choice not

to give you your lighter

because you'll torch the

self-help library again.

My name's Walter.

Did you kill anybody recently?

Did you run anybody over

with your fucking car?

Is that them?

Yeah. Yes, finally.

You're not going to let her drive, are you?

Walter, you are only responsible for yourself.

This all your stuff?

Yeah.

So you never gave me your cell phone number.

It was a mistake.

I'm lucky I didn't get fired.

We've discussed this.

Hey. Here you are.

I thought you were

going to abandon me in rehab.

No.

- It's 10:30. You're half an hour late.

I was just standing out

here with these lunatics.

Oh, my God, you look so great.

So do you, darling.

Can I take care of that?

Hi, Paul Buchman.

Rosa. We met last time you came up.

Yes, hi. Good to see you again.

- Hi.

Okay, let's go.

Let's go.

All right. Sure.

- Great.

Um...

Good luck to you.

Thank you.

Kym. Good luck to you.

Thank you.

All right.

Hey, where is everybody?

Hey, Carol.

- Hello, Kym.

Where is everybody?

Where's Rachel?

Oh, she's back at the house getting ready.

There is so much going on at

the house, I cannot tell you, dear.

And you know your sister's

doing everything herself.

My sister's bending the

environment to her will? Really?

There's no wedding planners

or anything like that.

It's just her

and Sidney and a whole lot of their

friends. And she is so thrilled

that you're coming home.

Great.

Now, do we have everything?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

Can we just go?

Is there somebody that...

Anybody you need to say goodbye to?

God, no.

So are all of these energetic,

young wedding helpers

staying at the house?

Because after nine months of

constantly revolving cell mates

and crazy people and...

You weren't in a cell, Kym.

What? I was sort of looking forward

to a little privacy for once.

The only extra person at the house is Emma.

Oh, oh! Rachel and Emma.

- Yes.

Good God, how relaxing.

The only two people on the planet less

capable of delegating than Hannibal.

On the eve of a wedding.

Oh! Nachtmahr.

Nachtmahr?

Nachtmahr.

You don't know Nachtmahr?

Nachtmahr was a

nightmare so bad it's in German.

I see.

Rachel must be, like,

totally freaking out.

Is she too tense?

Are all of her latent food

issues rearing their heads?

Is she still hoarding Snickers

and Cool Whip under the bed

like when she was

in high school?

She never did put

that one to rest.

I don't think that's a

problem for her, darling.

No offense, Dad, but you never

thought that was a problem for her.

So I'm really looking

forward to seeing Mom.

You'll see your mom tonight and

Andrew at the rehearsal dinner.

Well, maybe I'll head over there,

to her house, after I see Rachel.

Well, I don't know.

Can we pull over, please?

I'm sorry, I feel nauseous,

and I need something to drink.

I have

a Diet Coke for you.

I prefer Pepsi

from the fountain.

Hey, didn't I

see you on Cops?

Olive.

Hey, there's Olive.

Rented chairs,

tribes of people.

Yep.

Hey, Dad, don't worry

about it. I'll get it.

Got it.

Hi, gentlemen.

Hello.

Anyway, I'm sorry.

I just saw a ghost.

Is this too short?

Oh, my God!

You are just minute!

Kymmie!

Oh! Ow!

Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry.

I have pins all over me.

Yeah, I can feel.

Kym, could you not

smoke in here, please?

You look great.

- Oh, no, I'm so fat.

Well, rehab makes you fat.

It's all the vending machines.

No, stop it.

- No, you!

I would swear to God

that you were puking again.

Hi, Kym.

- Hi, Emma.

Seriously, you're so tiny,

it's like you're Asian.

So what's the deal?

Are you an actual shrink yet?

Even though you're

like 12 years old.

Rachel's taking psychology,

not psychiatry.

You know the

difference, right?

You should prescribe something

soothing for Emma, like Vicodin.

I will have my PhD

in a year and a half,

and psychologists don't

get prescription pads.

I think they do

in Guam, actually.

Could you please put that out?

Emma designed this dress,

and there's, like,

47 yards of fabric,

and it's going to go up

like the Hindenburg.

Okay, okay. I'm sorry.

It's going out.

Thank you, Kym.

Angela Paylin is

coming to the wedding.

Angela Paylin

is not coming.

Really?

- Yeah.

Oh, my God!

I ate so much cookie dough and did

so many whippits with Angela Paylin.

I know.

And she confessed to you her

secret Elvis Stojko fantasy.

How did you...

- What?

I spied on you.

- Elvis Stojko, the figure skater?

Oh, my God!

She had this fantasy where

she was wearing her hair up,

and these very serious...

- Very, very

professional glasses because...

- ... very serious.

She was an Olympic judge.

A world-renowned judge.

At the men's...

Skating final in the winter Olympics.

- In the winter Olympics.

And Elvis Stojko

was skating...

For the gold.

In the finals to

Could This Be Magic.

By Barry. Oh! By Barry!

And just when

Barry gets to...

# Now, now, now,

and hold on fast!

# Now, now,

and hold on fast! #

He skates over to the table

and he stops in front of her.

Their eyes lock and he

reaches for her hand.

And she takes it.

- Takes it.

Undoes her hair!

- Oh, my God.

And they skate as a pair

to the rest of the song.

Oh! And he gets disqualified.

- But he doesn't care!

But he doesn't care.

- Right. Oh, my God!

I'm going to go

downstairs and find Olive

and get some

unconditional love.

You look great.

Welcome home.

Thank you. Emma.

Speaking of dogs,

when am I going to meet

this fiance of yours, anyhow?

He went to pick up

some stuff with Kieran.

He'll be back.

I'm making hot dogs

and hungabungas.

Who wants what?

It's too hot.

I don't eat

gluten, Paul.

Two...

- May I have one, too?

Yeah. You don't

eat what, dear?

Gluten.

Where's Kym?

Besides,

I'm in my dress.

You're in your dress?

Let me see it.

No!

- No!

All right. Okay.

Come on, Olive.

What can I get

for you, Kymmie?

Actually, I'm late

for a meeting.

And I have to pee into a cup and

register as a general biohazard.

Okay, I'll

drive you, honey.

No, that's okay. Just tell

me which car I should use.

Well, honey...

Oh! Can I get a hungabunga, Paul?

- One hungabunga.

Can I get one, too?

- Two hungabungas.

Which car?

Kymmie,

do me a favor now.

Excuse me.

I have my license.

- I know, dear.

You just wouldn't believe my insurance

right now, and I'm not that comfortable.

Can we figure

something else out?

Hi. Hi, I'm here

to pee into a cup.

She's here to

pee into a cup.

Someone will be

right with you.

Okay. There's a meeting

I have to get to.

The meetings are over

in the other building.

I know that.

Someone will be right

with you. Have a seat.

I'm an addict.

Cocksucker!

Only once.

- Sorry.

Only once, my dealer.

I was very hard up for cash.

I'm okay.

Thank you. Excuse me.

Anyway, I'm in from Hawaii.

This is my first time at this meeting.

- Thank you.

Welcome.

- Go right ahead.

I'm Steve. I'm an addict.

Hi, Steve.

Hi, Steve.

- Hey. This is my...

My first meeting, actually,

so I'm a little bit...

Hey. Thanks for coming, Steve.

"One. We admitted that we are

powerless over our addiction,

"that our lives had

become unmanageable.

"Two. We came to believe that a

power greater than ourselves..."

And whatever happened

to me, it took me away.

It just gave me hope

for one more day.

And that's how I live,

one day at a time.

You see, yesterday is gone

and tomorrow is not here.

The only thing I can do is what I can

do today to make tomorrow different.

There was a point, man, where

I thought I could do one more,

take another drink.

But it always

end up the same.

You know, one was too many and

a thousand was never enough.

I got tired of starting

from square one again, man.

You know everything that

I built up with my family,

everything

that I built up...

You know, and people helping

me and providing for me...

You know, you relapse, you

got to start all over again.

And, man, I got tired

of starting over again.

You know,

it was dramatic.

You know, there's a lot of,

you know...

It's ups and downs

and it's crazy, and then...

And just recently,

there's something, you know...

I can feel myself almost, like,

missing the drama sometimes.

Like, I'm...

It gets so

boring sometimes.

You know I used to say

I'm not an addict.

And it took me years

to say I was an addict.

Then I spent years, like...

That's all I was.

You know?

I was just an addict.

If you could just, kind of,

accept it as a fact,

just one fact among many.

That I can be that

and other things.

That's right.

Things that are

going to build you up

in the journey

that you're on.

All of us have felt

that way at some time.

But I want to encourage you.

You're doing well.

God, grant me the serenity to

accept the things I cannot change,

the courage to change

the things I can

and the wisdom to

know the difference.

And it says keep coming back,

'cause it works,

if you work it.

Well, thanks a lot.

I'll see you next time.

Kymmie!

Carol, she's here.

Kymmie! I got a sandwich

for you, darling.

It's meat loaf.

Hi, dear.

Hey.

Quite a ride, huh?

- Yep.

Meat loaf.

Look at that.

Yeah.

- Yummy.

Okay.

- Wow. Thank you.

You're welcome.

- That's big.

I'm so glad you're

here, darling.

I'm so glad

you're back.

Did you think

I wasn't coming back?

No.

I'll take Bill's bike.

- Kymberly!

Oh, hey!

Come meet Sidney.

This is my betrothed,

Sidney Williams.

Hi.

Hello.

- Hi.

And this

is best man, Kieran.

Hey.

Hi, there.

How are you?

- Good.

How's your knee?

Shut up.

You want meat loaf?

My dad made meat loaf.

Nice to see you.

I think that we have

started a new tradition.

That's what I think, yeah.

- Yeah. What's that?

I think it's the best man

and the maid of honor

sneaking off

to get it on,

while the rest of the

wedding party very happily

and furiously plans

for the big event.

Mmm.

But I thought...

I thought that

was Emma's role.

What?

The maid of honor.

Oh!

I mean, I heard that

that was the plan.

I'm sure it is.

I might be wrong.

- No.

Do you love it?

I mean, the lilac's

fabulous, Emma.

She looks like a freesia.

Isn't it beautiful?

We should just cover your tattoo.

What?

Nothing, nothing.

I just really like the gray.

Of course you do.

We're all wearing lilac.

It's coordinated. It's a wedding.

Okay, well, this is in the color

scheme, and it looks like a cloud.

It's fantastic.

- Exactly.

You know how I am.

I don't wear lilac.

It's good to

have a principle.

What? You wore a lilac sweater

with a cat face on the front of it

on the cover of

Seventeen magazine...

That was so cute!

... when I was at fat camp.

Yeah, they paid me, and I was

on horse tranquillizer, so...

You look good.

Seriously.

Why is Emma

the maid of honor?

Why am I not

the maid of honor?

Because.

What does that mean?

Because I wasn't entirely

sure when you were coming

or if you'd even make it.

What? I wasn't sure if you'd

have time for a fitting...

Bullshit. It's a sari.

You take a bolt of cloth and you wrap

it around yourself a bunch of times.

Jesus Christ,

I've been home for a day.

I can't get a straight

answer out of anybody.

What are you

talking about?

I'm talking about Dad offering

me food every two seconds.

You know, Dad offers

Irish hunger strikers food.

No. You know,

it's not even about the food.

He has to know

exactly where I am

at all times because he's never

resolved his own trust issues.

That's odd.

- You know what? Shut the fuck up!

Blow me!

- Okay.

Leave Dad alone.

I'd love to.

I want to, okay?

He won't let me.

I just...

I can feel him

watching me all the time.

And Carol,

and you guys, too.

Because we have nothing

better to think about.

You know,

everyone in the house

is looking at me like

I'm a visiting sociopath.

I mean, seriously, what

do you expect me to do,

burn the house down?

That was

a mattress fire.

That was not even at home.

It was at a sleepover.

Okay, you know what? Fine.

Fuck you both. You win.

I'm going to get "hazmat" tattooed

across my forehead for you people.

Will that make you happy?

- God, you're like a harpy!

Okay, is being my maid of

honor that important to you?

Because I didn't think

you gave a shit.

I'm sorry.

How could you

fucking say that to me?

Jesus. Emma.

Emma, would you be

horribly offended and hurt

if I asked you step down

as maid of honor?

For her? What?

Rachel, are you serious?

Is this what you want?

Okay, fine. Fine.

- Not really.

You can have it.

The crown is yours.

First runner-up.

Thank you, Emma,

thank you.

You know what?

- Everything is not about you, Kym.

No, it's not about me.

It's about sisterhood.

You're such a paragon of sisterhood.

Hooray for sisterhood!

You know what?

Sisterhood conquers all.

You know, I can really see rehab

has done wonders for you, Kym.

Fuck you.

Cousin Joe,

on leave, from Iraq.

I almost forgot him!

Come on and say... Ho-oh!

Ho-oh!

# Rachel, Rachel,

Rachel, Rachel

# Sidney, Sidney,

Sidney, Sidney

# Rachel, Rachel

# Sidney, Sidney

# Rachel

- # Sidney

# Rachel

- # Sidney

# Rachel

- # Sidney #

You know I tapped her on the shoulder.

I was like,

"How you doing?

My name's Dorian.

"I'd, you know,

like to talk to you."

And she was like,

"Good to meet you.

"Excuse me.

Can you move over?

"There's a beautiful guy

standing right behind you."

And it was Sid.

Dorian!

# We've got joy

like a fountain

# We've got joy

in our soul #

Thank you guys

for bringing us here.

Such a wonderful

occasion to be here

and be back amongst

family and friends.

You know, Paul,

you've been such

a great friend of

mine over the years.

It seems like yesterday

when I met you.

And we were at your house playing

music and discussing music.

Watching everyone grow up.

Rachel. Kym.

And now Rachel's

getting married.

Rachel getting married.

Yeah.

But we also need to honor

my little friend Ethan

who's gone on to another

plane now, you know.

But his spirit is here

and he lives in our heart

and pays no rent every day.

And he's watching over us.

Charlie Parker said,

"The music speaks louder than words."

So I'm going to play

a piece for you

that I've written

for this occasion.

It's called

Rachel loves Sidney.

That's the A-side.

The B-side is Sidney loves Rachel.

Excuse me for a second.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I don't know anyone at what is

obviously the loser end of the table.

Can I get to the masala?

You've known most of those

people since the eighth grade.

I don't think so.

You always pretend

you don't know people.

Watch my dress.

Is it 'cause

you owe them money?

I'm sorry, family members

only in this discussion.

Speaking of which,

where is Mom?

Where's our mother?

How can she not be here?

I haven't seen her

since I've been home.

She called a couple of times

and she said she's running late,

but she should be here soon.

- God.

Kieran, do you want

any of this saag paneer?

No, thanks.

Is there any krill?

I'm kidding.

Sorry, it's a joke.

It just went

over my head.

I can't believe Mom would be late

for my release back into the wild.

And here I was thinking

tonight was about Rachel.

Rach, I forgot to tell you.

Carol got the helium tanks.

The words Carol and

helium somehow just...

Hey, aren't there some

rules about helium tanks?

She would not have any idea

what to do with a helium tank.

I think that's only on public

property though, helium tanks.

Yeah, it's a

huge liability.

Helium tanks?

You're a lawyer?

Was, for five minutes.

Say something legal.

Tort.

What do you do now?

Now I just help Sidney out with

the business side of his stuff.

Oh! Sweet.

Do you want me to call her?

- No, no.

There she is.

- Oh, my God! Mom!

Mom!

Darling, hi.

Kym! Come here, honey.

- Thank you.

Did you get my note?

- Mmm-hmm.

Mmm-hmm?

- Yeah.

Let me look at you.

You're beautiful.

No, I'm fat.

Rehab makes you fat.

No, nonsense. You girls.

Is everything okay?

- Yes.

Mom, where have you been?

Everything's fine.

- Did you get the dates confused?

No, no, everything's

fine, honey.

Introduce me around.

- This is Sidney's family.

This is Carol-Jean.

This is my mom, Abby.

Congratulations.

And this is her

husband, Andrew.

Andrew.

- John, Abby, my mom.

Pleasure.

Don't you steal her.

Hi.

Nice to meet you.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

- And this is Grandma.

Hello.

Emma!

Mom, you look so great.

Really, you look amazing.

Honey, don't smoke. I don't think it's...

Can you smoke here?

Yeah, yeah, totally.

It's a private party.

This is the

best man, Kieran.

Nice to meet you.

Very nice to meet you.

I'm Kieran.

How's Grandma?

Is she still surly and irascible?

She's great. You know

Grandma. She sends her love.

Great, same.

- You want to sit?

Go put the cigarette out,

'cause I don't think it's fine.

Sit.

- Just put it out.

Just put it out.

- Okay. It's going out.

Uh...

The father of the bride

and the father of the groom

are not supposed

to do anything

but grin like jack-o'- lanterns

and write checks,

and I think that's what we've been

doing, John, you and I, yeah? Right?

Williams' family.

Carol-Jean and John.

Beautiful sister Kyrah.

And of course,

Grand Mama Herreast.

And Specialist

Joseph Gonzales.

As the good doctor said to

start us off with the meal,

we're glad that

you're out of harm's way,

and we want you

home for good.

Happy to be home.

Thank you.

Williams' family,

welcome to Connecticut

and its complicated

tax structure.

We just met.

I just want you to know

how blessed we are to be

joining forces with you,

and we've just met,

but I'm going to tell you,

we love you.

Well, I have known

Sidney for...

What is it?

Fifteen, 20, 20...

Most of my life,

most of my life.

He's been

a great friend.

He's been with me

through thick and thin.

And

I'll tell you, sometimes it's gotten

very, very thin.

But he stood by me

through all of it and...

My friend,

it is a pleasure and an honor

to be able to stand by you

on this profound occasion.

I love you, and you couldn't

have done any better here.

Cheers.

We are gathered here to

celebrate love pure and simple.

Rachel is pure.

Sidney is simple.

May the two of you live and

love for as long as you want,

but never want for as long as you live.

And most importantly,

may all of your ups and downs

come only in the bedroom.

You're paying

for that, Emma.

I can't believe

I just did that.

Be careful, be careful.

- Don't cut yourself.

I want to make a toast

to the happy couple

'cause I want to come

visit you in Hawaii.

And, Sidney, what's the

name of that place again?

It's Hunuku-ook,

Hunookook...

Yeah, what they said.

So I've known the bride her entire life.

Not biblically speaking.

Except for that time

we French-kissed

at Evan Yasky's party

in ninth grade.

Stop!

Film. I want film.

- It was a dare, you know.

So commence

embarrassing story.

Wait, that wasn't it?

So do you remember when I was teaching

you how to drive in the Wagoneer,

and you sideswiped that taxi

and knocked off his side mirror?

No, I have no recollection

of that whatsoever.

Well, well, well, I would

like to share with everyone

that Miss Rachel,

before she had her license or

knew anything about how to drive,

managed to out-maneuver an

irate, screaming cab driver

all the way across 96th Street

to the East River,

handily avoiding two EMT

guys loading an old lady

onto a gurney

or something.

And then she got the number

of one of the EMT guys

and went out

with him twice.

Yeah, that I did do.

Three. Three times.

Hey, Rach, was that the

guy with the peroxide hair?

So, anyway, when the cab driver

finally caught up with us,

she talked him down from his

Middle-Eastern fury in like...

Mahamoud!

Such a nice man!

In like, you know, pretend

Arabic, Farsi, Urdu, I don't know.

And then she uses his radio

thing to call his dispatcher

and recommend him for a

commendation because she's so sweet.

So here's to

a woman who can

drive fast, pick up a paramedic,

make up foreign languages

and still get you

home in one piece.

And, Sidney,

you're a lucky bastard.

Hear, hear.

I prayed for you, Rachel.

I prayed for you.

I knew you'd come,

and here you are,

and we are one,

all of us.

And this is how

it is in Heaven.

Just like this.

Amen.

And I'm so glad we're having

a rehearsal on it now.

Yes, it's the

little princess.

Here's to you, Sid.

I love you to pieces.

You're the best brother

anybody can ask for.

I want to give thanks.

I've known Rachel

since kindergarten,

not quite her entire

life, Emma, but...

So you win. But...

I just...

I'm so grateful

to be your bridesmaid and be

a part of this moment and...

Don't look at me

like that.

Hello. Hello.

Hello.

Relax, it's seltzer.

Hello.

I'm Shiva the destroyer and your

harbinger of doom for this evening.

I would like to thank you all

for coming and welcome you.

Even though I haven't seen most of you

since my latest stretch in the big house.

But you all look fabulous.

So during the 20 minutes or so

that I was not in the hole for

making a shiv out

of my toothbrush,

I actually did participate

in the infamous

12-step program.

Twelve steps.

Step-ball-change.

Step-ball-change.

Still waiting for

the change part.

So... But, you know,

as they say,

the relapse is an almost

inevitable part of recovery.

So I get high marks

in that mode.

Anywho.

I... Well, as more

of you know than are likely to admit,

one of the steps,

actual steps,

is about making amends.

So, I did a lot of

apologizing to people.

Some of whom

barely remembered me,

most of whom barely

remembered anything.

And I apologized for,

you know, like,

bouncing a check,

or passing out

in their bathtub or flooding their

house and, you know,

just basically for involving them in

sordid activities that they were

desperately trying to forget. I

had to call this

one girl who was, I think, 14,

but she couldn't come to

the phone actually because

her mom had taken out

a restraining order, but...

But anyway...

So I spent a lot of time... The

point is, I spent a lot of time

apologizing to people who were

pretty much perfect strangers.

So, I would very much

like to take this opportunity

to not only congratulate

my extraordinary sister,

the future explorer in matters

of the mind, thank you very much,

and her adorable,

impending husband

on the occasion of their

unprecedented nuptials,

but also, to apologize to said

extraordinary sister,

future explorer in

matters of the mind, for

what? I don't know.

Everything.

And I really mean

that, Rach. You've...

I've been a nightmare,

you've been a saint,

and I'm really just so damn

glad to be here with you

and Sidney's family

and our family and just...

Everyone's together

and I'm just...

It's really great.

So I am hereby

raising my seltzer

to my laudatory sister

and herewith

making amends.

Sidney, you are robbing

our dysfunctional family

of one of its most

vital ingredients,

and its only member

still willing to lend me money.

So, boo on you.

That's not true.

Anyway, enjoy Hawaii.

L'chaim.

One, two, one, two.

Yo, Sidney, who I met hanging out

in Kingston, Jamaica,

while we were

at House of Leo,

and Stone Love was

playing that night.

Those big speakers pounding,

all that Jamaican dub was pumping,

clouds of those

medicinal herbs were floating.

Man. Was a lot

of fun, my man.

It was great meeting you, hanging out

with you, becoming friends with you,

seeing all the amazing things

that you're doing musically.

All I want to say

to you guys is,

may you both

live to be 100.

And me, 100,

but minus a day,

so I'll never know beautiful

people like you have passed away.

Do your thing, baby.

I felt that.

I felt that.

You drank it

and I felt it.

I know.

Wow! Sidney has always

nurtured me and supported me

no matter what

he's been through.

How much do

you owe him?

How much money do you owe him?

In lira, it's billions.

Everyone's saying so much

love and beautiful words

and amazing stuff, and...

This is not an award.

- I know, I'm not even using it.

You're like

accepting an award here.

That's what it's about,

you know, there's nothing more.

Everything else,

just destroy it.

Just destroy it.

Because without love...

You know?

Hello, Olive.

I know it.

It's in my head.

Oh, God,

I am exhausted.

Is there

any watermelon?

Let me see.

Nice apology.

What?

Nice apology.

I was toasting you

and I was making amends.

It's one of the steps.

It's important.

I know what the steps are.

I learned them in school,

and I visited you in

various facilities, Kym.

Oh, God.

Dad? What?

"Amends. Noun, usually followed

by 'for,' off-set a disability

"or frustration by development

in another direction."

Mmm-hmm. Yes.

But you've never

said anything to me

that's remotely

apologetic,

yet all of sudden at my wedding

dinner in front of everybody,

you decide to grace us all

with your development.

I just got home.

"Gee. Hey, everybody

and guests,

"just in case you might be thinking

about something else for five minutes,

"like, I don't know, my sister's

wedding, they just cut me loose.

"I'm a loose cannon!

Hey! Anybody up forsome rehab humor?

"Because I'm really, really fine

with acknowledging my disease.

"Hey, and now watch me be really selfless

and weave a lovely blanket apology

"to my sister for being

just a tad out of her loop."

You are so cynical.

- Rachel, enough.

Rachel, she is making

an effort here.

Oh! An effort, is that what that was?

Because I think she presumes

that since everything has always

revolved around her disease,

that everything else is going

to revolve around her recovery.

That's what I think.

Rachel, she just got home.

Again.

I had no idea you

were so angry, Doctor.

I'm not.

Oh, my God.

Kymmie, your sister has got

a lot on her plate right now.

She is uptight about...

- I'm not uptight, Dad!

She's meeting Sidney's folks

for the first time, menus,

there's all this live music,

you're home. There's...

It's just that there are a

thousand things to worry about.

Absolutely. A wedding will take

everything out of you. I'll tell you that.

Yeah, and that's why it would

be so lovely if we could all...

You know, you people

really need to purge.

You really should go to a

Nar-Anon or something. It's...

Now, Kym, come on, baby.

Oh, my Lord.

We've been to Nar-Anon.

You know that.

Wait, wait a second.

You people?

You mean, your family?

The people in this room?

Yes. All of you people living

in this little world of judgment

and paranoia

and mistrust.

I can feel it all the time.

It's like...

At the slightest sign

of ingratitude or

absence of atonement, it's like the

fucking Salem witch trials around here.

I should just use again. I should.

- Don't even start that.

Don't even start.

- Wait, wait, wait.

Kym. Kym, look at me.

Nobody can make you feel any

kind of way unless you let them.

Period. The end.

Thank you, Carol,

but you people

are my family.

I mean, you make me feel like

shit a hundred times a day.

You know what, Rach?

You try living under Dad's

constant monitoring

for five minutes,

tell me how

you like it.

What constant monitoring?

Kym?

- Oh, my God! Are you serious?

"Carol, Carol,

where is she?"

"Don't sleep here,

sleep here.

"Eat this. You know,

I'll drive you."

Dad, really, honestly,

you're kind of obsessed.

Oh, my God.

That's hardly news.

I mean, you may not know this, Kym.

No, sure you do.

I mean, the only way to engage

Dad in any meaningful communication

is to start the

conversation with your name.

"Have you heard from Kym?

How's Kym?" It resuscitates him.

It jars him into the moment,

like an alarm.

Rachel, that is not true. It is totally unfair.

- What? She's even worse, Dad!

"Dad, you're never going to believe this,

but that check you sent me

"never showed up,

and my landlord hates me."

"Dad, can somebody meet me

downstairs with cab fare?

"And you're never

going to believe this

"but I lost my wallet

and my checkbook got stolen.

"I got to go to the emergency

room, and everybody hates me."

You know what, Rachel?

It really sounds like you have

some serious paternal/sibling

issues to work through.

Please!

Are you kidding?

The two of you are like

a double helix of crises.

Oh, shut up, shut up.

- I mean, in the language of psychology,

one could say you both suffer

from acute boundary issues.

Rachel!

- It is very nice that you're getting your PhD.

Oh, God!

- Don't be patronizing!

I'm sorry,

but it's not...

It's ugly, honey.

It's not becoming to you.

Well, how come she gets to spout

off about paternal/sibling issues,

but God forbid I should even

reference the boundary thing,

even though I actually know

what I'm talking about.

By the way,

I'm not in crisis.

I haven't been in

crisis in a year.

You just got out of rehab!

Oh, my God!

Why is this so difficult

for you to understand?

Rehabilitation, crisis.

You should really

learn the difference.

No, it's like

you're not happy

unless I'm in some kind

of a desperate situation.

You have no idea what to do

with me unless I'm in crisis.

Why am I the only one

willing to say this shit?

You are so much more

evolved in your suffering.

I'm not... Who is

talking about that?

Your suffering is not the most

important thing to everybody.

Who is saying it is?

I have a life. I'm in school.

I'm getting married. I'm...

What?

I'm pregnant.

You're pregnant?

You're pregnant now?

Are you serious?

- Oh, my God!

What?

- Oh, my God!

That is so unfair!

So unfair!

When did you

find out about this?

Roughly about the day before

we decided to get married.

I can barely

believe this myself!

How far? How along?

You know?

I mean,

how pregnant are you?

Did you tell

your mother?

Yeah. We told her at dinner.

- Good. Okay, good.

She was so happy.

- Dad, stop. Can you just stop?

Please. Seriously.

Fuck me!

Rachel, I'm sorry, Dad,

but you can't drop a

tectonic bit of information

into a completely separate

conversation, Rachel. You can't do that.

Kym, you're going to have a niece.

- Or nephew.

I know. Oh, God. Yeah, I'm

excited for you. But you can't

tell me when we're

talking like this, Rach.

It's a total set-up.

It's not fair.

Yeah.

God. I am so fucking exhausted.

Oh, God.

Dad, will you tell her

I'm happy for her?

She won't talk to me.

I'm really tired.

I think I'm going to

head up to bed. Sidney?

Yeah. That's a great idea.

- You're leaving now,

in the middle of this conversation?

- Yes.

Kymmie, she's pregnant

and she's exhausted, baby.

Okay. Okay, fine.

Fair enough.

Thank you so much for

telling me about Hawaii.

Congratulations, Sid.

- Thanks.

Rachel, I cannot tell you

how happy I am.

Do you guys

want anything?

Do you want a sandwich

or anything?

You guys must be hungry.

You got aloo gobi,

there's cold saagwala.

I really am

pretty sleepy, Dad.

You really are pretty everything!

And you, too!

Holy cow.

This has been one hell of a day. I think...

If you don't mind,

sweetie, I'm just going...

No!

- I mean, my God.

I'm just going

to go to bed.

I'll be right up, dear.

I just want to load the dishwasher.

- Grandpa.

That's me.

Thanks for taking that.

I'll see you in the morning.

- Night, night. Sweet dreams.

You know, I hope it was okay that

we told Mom at dinner about the baby.

Of course it was, lamb chop.

You should tell her.

I'm just so happy 'cause

I'm going to be a granddaddy.

I wish Ethan were here.

You what?

I wish Ethan were here.

I know, sweetheart.

Me, too. Me, too.

Take that woman.

You got it.

Just let me know if you

need a hand with any of that.

Get out of here, Sid.

Oh, gosh.

Look at that. How exquisite.

Isn't that pretty?

- I can't borrow this.

What do you carry in here?

A vital organ?

A tiny spleen?

It's divine, really.

You know, Rachel, you really have to

take care of yourself now, you know?

You have to eat properly.

You have to get enough rest.

I will, Mom.

How's everything at the house?

Is it all right?

Yeah.

- Yeah? How's Sidney?

Good, good.

What about his friend?

What's his name?

Kieran.

- Right.

He was a big hit,

wasn't he?

Is your sister

behaving herself?

I'm not exactly sure

what that means.

Well, she needs

a lot of acknowledgment.

You think?

Come on.

It can't be easy.

Everybody knowing

your troubles like that.

Stop fretting.

Mom, does it

bother you at all,

Carol doing so much

stuff for the wedding?

No. I'm thrilled to

be doing the flowers.

Come on. You know

how much that means to me.

And they're going

to be exquisite.

I bet.

- That's just enough.

But I mean, you could

do whatever you want.

I mean, the flowers are going to

be great, and so are you, and...

If you wanted to do

anything else I would...

Oh! Thank you, sweetheart.

No, I don't.

Can you see me?

I'd be one of those

women, you know, like,

the insane wedding mother,

you know, the

hors d'oeuvres, and...

Come on, those little

hot dogs? It's not me.

It's going

to be perfect.

Everything is going

to be so beautiful.

And even your sister is going to

have a good time. It's all great.

And I'm going to be a

grandmother! So hooray!

Hooray!

Here's Grandma's ring.

Let's try this.

Try it on.

I hope it's a boy.

Just as long as it's

healthy, that's what you say.

Hi, I'm Kym.

I'm an addict.

Hi, Kym.

I am nine months clean.

When I was 16, I was

babysitting my little brother.

And I was...

I had taken all these Percocet

and I was unbelievably high.

And I...

We'd driven over to

the park on Lakeshore.

And he was

in his red socks,

just running around in

these piles of leaves.

And he would bury me,

and I would bury him

in the leaves.

And he was pretending

that he was a train.

And so, he was charging through

the leaves, making tracks.

And I was the caboose and I was...

So he kept saying,

"Coal, caboose!

Coal, caboose!"

And...

We were...

It was time to go

and I was driving home.

And

I lost control of the car

and drove off the bridge.

And the car

went into the lake.

And I couldn't get him

out of his car seat.

And he drowned.

And I struggle

with God so much

because I can't

forgive myself.

And I don't really

want to right now.

I can live with it, but

I can't forgive myself.

And sometimes, I don't

want to believe in a god

that could forgive me.

But I do want

to be sober.

I'm alive

and I'm present,

and there's nothing

controlling me.

If I hurt someone,

I hurt someone.

I can apologize and they

can forgive me or not.

But I can change.

And I just wanted

to share that and say,

congratulations that

God makes you look up.

I'm so happy for you.

But if he doesn't,

come here.

That's all. Thank you.

Thanks for sharing.

Where's...

Where's you, Emma?

Emma, where's you?

- I'm right here.

It's really raining.

Oh! That's today.

Done.

It's going to be fine.

Okay.

It's going to be totally,

totally, totally fine.

All right.

This is what you've

got, Emma? So far?

I'm fine. That is

kind of perfect.

There's six of each, right?

Except for me.

- I'm the telephone.

Hey, Rachel!

Check it out!

Oh, my God!

Oh! It's up.

It's going to have

walls around it as well.

Yay!

You guys, there's

too many at this table.

Sorry.

- There's too many.

Carol, they're back!

Are you guys hungry?

I made a salad nicoise.

It's got tuna.

I was just thinking

salad nicoise.

Dad, can we focus on

what we were doing?

Of course. I'm sorry.

Hey.

The Rosenzwiegs. Could we put

the Rosenzwiegs far from me?

Dad, they're

your friends.

They are not

my friends, darling.

They've just lived next

door to us for 10,000 years.

I am this lovely face

right over here.

That is a perfect

place to put me in.

Where are you putting me?

In the stockade?

Kym, stop it, you're

at the family table.

Listen, just don't sit me

next to Michael or Sandy, okay?

They're not invited.

Sandy never responded to my

amends e-mail from Milestones.

I hate it when people

don't meet you halfway.

You know, why don't you give

the amends thing a rest?

You're at the family

table with us.

That would make

it 13, though.

I think Rachel wanted

to keep it to 12.

Right.

Where are you

putting me?

I was going to put you with

Cookie Puss and the Chicago cousins

because they always get really

drunk and need wrangling.

Well, can someone

else do it?

I was sort of planning

on enjoying myself.

You're the only one

they're afraid of.

No, this is easy.

We can put Grandma Rose

down here with her companion

at this other table, which is

actually a really good idea.

Great.

That's all I need.

Another reason for

Grandma Rose to hate me.

She does not hate you.

- Are you kidding?

She's still mad about

the whole Rite Aid thing.

Oh! Nonsense!

Dad, can I show you

something in the kitchen?

Mmm-hmm.

Eliza, would you

excuse us for a moment?

Oh! Yeah.

Thanks.

Rachel, what is

this behavior?

Can I just have

a day? Please?

Have all the days

you want, darling.

Nobody is trying

to take your day.

Then why are you

defending her?

Defending her from what?

Rachel, nobody's

defending anybody.

Why are you

protecting her?

Because I don't want her

to think we don't want her.

Sometimes I don't

want her.

It's my fucking wedding!

I want my table

to be perfect.

She's your sister. Stop.

Let's put the dishes here because I have

to reload this dishwasher, I can see.

Paul, you know...

Paul, I was thinking about it,

and I actually did some preliminary sketches.

I'd love to show them to you.

He's actually...

He's not kidding about this.

I think that if you move...

- He's been working on this.

If you move things like the

salad bowls on the upper tier,

you could probably get about 10%

more stuff in the dishwasher, so...

Sidney.

Does he know?

You're showing me how

to load the dishwasher?

I'm showing you

how to do it right.

Sidney,

my future son-in-law,

you're a wonderful young man.

You'll make a lot of

money in this business,

and the world

is your oyster,

but you don't know shit

about loading a dishwasher.

Well, with all due respect,

sir, the mantle has passed.

Painful.

Painful, sweetie.

All right.

Oh, no!

What, are we timing it?

Yeah, let's work with time,

if you're going to do it right.

Dad, what's the time limit?

- Go!

How long do you want to time it?

- Two minutes.

Is that all right?

Are you all right with that, sir?

Would you like me to

spot you 30 seconds?

Go!

Paul, I think your

problem is mainly

in lid placement.

Inverting the lids and putting them

in the upper tier is just passe.

It's kind of old-school.

There's food on that one!

Thank you, Kymmie.

Lettuce leaf,

lettuce leaf!

Follow the schematic.

It might be worth pointing out

that the dishes need to be rinsed.

Are you shaking in your boots?

- You got 20 seconds.

Fifteen seconds left.

Rachel, darling, you are out of the will.

You know that?

Ten, nine, eight,

seven, six,

five, four, three,

two, one...

You know, all you young

people who are applauding,

you should go

fuck yourselves.

Sweetie, keep it clean!

- No, I'm just saying.

It's a wonderful

attempt, Son.

Okay. I tried to fix it.

Kieran, if you could clean out

that machine, I will then be able

to break out the whoop-ass

on this young man here.

He's breaking

out the whoop-ass!

Let's break out

the whoop-ass.

Break out the whoop-ass.

When that machine is empty,

I will show you how it's done.

What is this

whoop-ass you speak of?

You should rest.

You should rest. Really.

Silverware is

a part of the art.

Okay, all right.

I will say that Sidney had

a little time to survey things.

He did a little planning

and made some sketches.

But that's all right.

I'm ready any time you say "go."

Go!

$5! $5 on the geezer!

Rinsing!

Go, Dad!

Here, Son. Have some.

Cup handles!

Side load!

I didn't know

about side load.

He's good.

Buchman,

in front of your family.

Buchman, your

women will weep.

Last one!

Could I have

my time, please?

You have 15 seconds left.

Fifteen seconds left

and I need more dishes!

Somebody give me

more dishes!

Dad, Dad, Dad, Dad!

Don't get cocky,

keep it going.

Where we at? Kieran?

Ten, nine,

eight, seven, six,

five, four, three,

two, one...

All right.

That's it, man.

That's...

What?

Where are you going?

Let's grab some

lemonade on the porch.

Is everything okay?

Hey!

See you later.

I have to. I mean...

I mean, if I could do it the way

I wanted to do it. Literally...

Hey, Rach? Are you

getting a manicure?

Hi.

You don't remember me,

do you?

Oh, my God.

Yeah.

- Yeah.

God is punishing me.

No, no, he's blessing me.

Oh. Well. Wow.

So, how are you?

I'm great. I'm great.

You remember?

We were in the hospital together, right?

We were...

Were you at Milestones?

No. I didn't go to Milestones.

I didn't have the coverage.

We were on the same

floor at Loeb House.

Okay.

You look great.

Twenty-eight months,

clean and sober.

Praise God.

Amen.

I can't believe that

I'm seeing you again.

I know. It's so weird.

Listen.

Do you remember

that exercise

where we had to

write down experiences

and pass them anonymously

to another person?

Yeah. Yeah,

the human mirror.

Seeing things from

a fresh perspective.

I got yours.

Mmm-hmm.

You drew poodles

in the margins.

I know it's supposed

to be anonymous and everything...

Yeah.

- ... but you...

You

were so brave.

The way your uncle

abused you and your sister

and how it led to your

sister's anorexia.

And how you stayed up nights with

her when she was down to 50 pounds.

I will never forget reading that,

I swear to God.

Yeah.

I never, ever, thought I would

have the chance to thank you.

It was your strength

that gave me the courage

to confront my own abuse

and help turn my life around.

Listen, I'm in

a great group.

Rachel. I...

I'm so glad to hear it. Excuse me.

Sir, just stop.

Sorry, I just need

a second. Rachel?

Rachel?

Rachel, what are

you doing?

Where...

Where are you going?

Rachel!

You know,

I never had anorexia.

And you certainly didn't watch

over me while I was sleeping.

And we don't have a

goddamned pedophile uncle who

made our childhood a living hell

and explains away all your

shit in one fell swoop.

Did you tell them

that Dad forced us

into a life of

prostitution as well?

I wasn't hurting...

No one got hurt, Rach.

I'm hurt.

Where are you going?

Rachel, open the door.

Rachel!

So what,

you're just going?

I'm sorry,

but I hate her.

No, you don't hate her.

Dad, don't tell me

what I don't hate.

I hate, hate,

hate the lies.

I mean,

she lied in rehab.

What do you mean,

she lied?

I mean, she lied to the people

who were working with her,

who were trying

to help her.

Dad, she lies

to everybody.

Where is she now?

Where am I now, Dad?

- Thank God.

Rachel!

- We're in here, Kym.

Thanks for abandoning me.

I had to take a taxi.

Hey, Rach.

I mean,

are you kidding me?

Why would anything I said or

didn't say at the hospital...

Jesus Christ!

Are they going to play all weekend?

Knock it off!

Norman! Boys! Stop, please!

Guys, would you give it a rest?

Just give it a rest.

Why would it hurt you?

It wasn't about you!

Why not?

- Rachel.

What? Stop, Dad.

Why not?

Why wasn't it about me?

I mean,

I was hopeful.

I was on your side.

Still am.

Do you have any idea

what that means?

Do you have any idea

how lonely it was here

with everybody gone

into your

terrible little world?

I mean, there was nothing left.

Everybody was just empty.

You think that they

knew I was alive or

needed anything during your

life?

And after all that,

the fights, the screaming,

the blaming,

the loneliness,

and Mom and Dad

and the divorce and

death

and all that fucking

hopefulness, I mean...

And Dad not even being able

to listen to music anymore.

You were lying about us instead of

telling the truth about yourself.

God, Rach.

What is this about, girls?

Well, apparently,

she has a whole history

of sexual molestation

that we didn't know about.

What?

- God.

Kym, what is

your sister saying?

Did you say you were

sexually molested?

It was a long time ago.

Were you?

No!

Why in God's name would you say

something like that?

It was an anonymous exercise. And it

seemed like a good idea at the time.

Dad, look at me.

Okay? I am right here.

Okay? And I am telling you

that after Ethan died,

I wanted her to get

better or just die.

Rachel, she's better.

- And... No, no.

Recovery doesn't work if you lie.

She knows that.

I am worthless to her.

She doesn't give a shit

about the rest of us!

You are not worthless.

How dare you!

You're my sister.

I love you guys.

I need you guys, but you don't

get to sit around

for the rest of my life deciding

what I'm supposed to be like.

I mean, you weren't there.

You weren't inside of my

head when I was fucked-up.

You are certainly not there now.

- Kym.

You haven't got

any idea how I feel.

Kym, you took

Ethan for granted.

Okay. You were high for his life.

You were not present.

Okay. You were high.

Yes.

And you drove him off a bridge.

And now he's dead.

Rachel, it was

an accident.

Yes, I was.

Yes, I was stoned

out of my mind.

Who do I have to be now?

I could be Mother Teresa.

It wouldn't make a difference what I did.

Did I sacrifice

every bit of

love in this life because

I killed our little brother?

It was an accident.

It was an accident.

And I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Kymmie, Kymmie, it was an accident.

- I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, too, Dad.

Can I...

I'm sorry, guys.

I just want to...

If I can say something.

Look, I know you're...

You're, you know...

Everyone's concerned about her,

where she might be.

Listen, you know, when

you're getting out of rehab,

it's very, very difficult and

it's especially difficult to go

to see your family.

I mean, it just...

I mean, when I...

When I got out,

I didn't see them for years.

And it just really takes time, and I...

And...

If you're not ready to take

responsibility for something,

people make something up, which

is probably what happened, but...

I mean, you know, honestly,

Rachel, that happened like...

It was a couple

of years ago...

Paul, do you want me to

go out and look for her?

No.

You can't. I mean, you have a

wedding tomorrow. A hundred people...

I'll go. I mean, you know...

It's fine. I'll go.

Where are you going to go?

- I can take a look for her.

Do you guys know where

she might be, or...

Hello?

I'm sorry?

It's the caterer.

It's the caterer.

Let me deal with it.

- I'll tell you what.

Hello?

You should really

call Daddy, honey.

Yeah, okay.

In a minute.

You know

how he worries.

I will in a minute, yeah.

You know,

he's worried, honey.

I need a glass of water.

Here. I made tea.

Come sit down, honey.

You look so upset.

Is Andrew going

to be home soon?

Yes. He just went to

a dinner. Not late.

Did something happen

with you and Rachel?

Is everything all

right with the wedding?

Yeah.

- Good.

Why did you leave me

in charge of him?

You knew.

All of you knew.

Kym.

- People told you.

I was a junkie.

I was a crazy drug addict.

I stole from you.

- Yes.

I lied to your face.

I weighed six pounds.

My hair was falling out.

I spent every dinner

in the bathroom.

Honey, you were sick.

That was an illness.

- You know what I was.

I stayed in my room for days.

I passed out all the time.

No, no.

What were you thinking?

- No.

Why did you leave me?

I was there.

I didn't leave you.

Why would you leave

me in charge of him?

Because you were

good with him.

Mom, Mom, why would you leave...

- No, you were...

...a drug addict

to watch your son?

No! You were

good with him!

You were the best

you were with him!

Listen to me!

Listen!

I didn't expect you

to kill him, sweetheart!

You were not supposed to kill him!

- Mom!

Mom! What are you

doing? Get off!

Oh, God! God!

Mom!

Fuck.

Are you okay, miss?

Right over here.

It's a mess.

It's Kym. I'm fine.

I...

Thanks a lot.

- No problem.

Hi.

I'm the maid of honor.

Cool. I know you.

I used to work at that

dog-grooming place.

You holding?

Kymmie?

Oh, God, Dad.

Kymmie, are... Oh, God.

Are you all right?

Yeah. I just need to go.

No, we've got to get

to the hospital.

No, Dad. I need

to get dressed.

Kymmie, we've got to get you to a hospital.

- I'm fine, please.

Kym, you can't just vanish.

You can't just leave.

You have to call, now.

You always have to call.

I know.

Fuck.

Come here.

Fuck. I'm sorry.

- That's all right.

Goes in, like, 12 directions.

I'm so happy you're home.

And see if you can fold it

into three pieces at the top.

Okay, hold on.

Let me try.

You were right

about the gray.

# Rachel, Rachel,

Rachel, Rachel

# Sidney, Sidney,

Sidney, Sidney

# Rachel, Rachel,

Rachel, Rachel

# Sidney, Sidney,

Sidney, Sidney

# Rachel, Rachel

- # Sidney, Sidney #

We've come together

to show our support for

Sidney and Rachel

in their joining hands

and in joining themselves

together in holy wedlock.

The weather's been pretty

miserable all weekend,

but now

it's a beautiful day.

And it's a beautiful day because

when two people come together

who really love one another and

want to share that with other people,

it makes it a beautiful day.

So Sidney Williams and Rachel

Buchman have come do to that.

And, Rachel,

you go first.

Paul Buchman

likes to say

that the measure

of a great life is

not how well loved

you are,

but how well

you love others.

Sidney, you teach me

that every day.

You are just

so full of grace,

and I promise before God

and these beautiful people

that I will

love you fiercely

and sweetly.

And I look forward to sharing

that great life with you.

Thank you

for marrying me.

All that I ever wanted

was to just hear music,

and when I met you,

I heard you.

And, Rachel, you're the most

beautiful thing I've ever heard.

Thank you

for marrying me.

You're welcome.

# She used to work

in a diner

# Never saw a woman

look finer

# I used to order just to

watch her float across the floor

# She grew up

in a small town

# Never put

her roots down

# Daddy always kept moving,

so she did, too

# You know it ain't easy

# You got to hold on

# She was an unknown

legend in her time

# Now she's dressing

two kids

# Looking for

a magic kiss

# She gets the faraway

look in her eyes

# Somewhere on

a desert highway

# She rides

a Harley-Davidson

# Her long brown hair

flying in the wind

# She's been running

half her life

# The chrome and steel

she rides colliding with

# The very air

she breathes

# The air she breathes #

Do we have some rings?

Sidney, you go first

and place the ring on Rachel's hand.

Do you?

Yeah, I do.

Sidney does.

Do you, Rachel?

I do.

All right.

By the power vested in me by the

state of Connecticut and by Neil Young,

I pronounce that they are husband

and wife, and now you can kiss him.

# Where do you live

# Where do you eat

# Do you still live

on Semaphore Street

# The children we were

have grown into us

# You in a car

and me in a bus

# How do you know

you'll recognize me

# I'm not too clear,

but I'm easy to see

# Moving alone through

the fossilized crowd

# People in motion

who feel so loud, yeah

# I gave America her name

# And she taped it on the sea

# I gave America your kiss

# And she blew it over me

# All of me #

Okay. We're

going to cut the cake.

Everybody who wants

to see it, come now.

Tastes like lime and turmeric.

It's got, like, turmeric in it.

Baby Boy, let them

take the picture.

Yeah, Baby Boy.

Can we all

do this together?

Everybody.

Kym?

Wait. Where's...

Where's Kym?

I'm here.

Mom?

Dear God...

Wait, wait, wait. Mom.

Okay, look at the camera.

One, two, three.

That's great. Thank you.

Dear God,

please bless this family and let

them always invite us over for dinner,

because God knows my new wife

cannot boil water or fry an egg.

L'chaim.

And now a word

from our sponsor.

Mr. Buchman,

if you please!

I'm getting now to

the Williams family.

It's a done deal.

We're relatives.

We were fortunate that they could be

joined by Specialist Joseph Gonzales.

Son, we want you home and we want

you to put that damn camera down.

# We're up to our

necks in love

# Won't stop

# Forgive yourself

# Forgive yourself

and maybe

# You'll forgive me #

# Will it be party night #

# Searching from morning

for my golden hen

# She wake up this morning

She no eat no breakfast

# She leave at my home

and she'll faint in the cab

# Lots of remarks

# She gives him

lots of remarks

# Lots of remarks

# It was not my fault

when she faint in the cab

# Lord God knows

# Hey little girl

don't be like a rolling car

# Oh-oh

# Oh, no, baby

You're gonna be like a sap

# If you live

like a rolling car

# No, don't live

like a rolling car

# No #

# Got love

# Like an ocean in your heart

# We've got joy

# We've got joy

# I should have known

but I didn't know

# Like a fountain

# I should have known

but I didn't know

# We've got joy

# I should have known

but I didn't know

# But I didn't know

# In my soul #

Hey.

Hey.

- Sorry.

No. Come in.

Come on.

Have you seen Mom?

No, she's probably

taking a break.

How do you take a break from

your own daughter's wedding?

You know Mom.

She doesn't really...

Oh, yeah.

Here's the party.

Okay, this is

too cute for me.

Hello?

- Hello?

Rachel. Well,

here you all are.

I've been looking

all over for you.

Hey.

So lovely.

I'm truly...

Abby?

- Yeah?

They're bringing the car around.

- Okay. Great.

Wait. You're leaving?

Honey, I'm so exhausted,

but I had such a marvelous time.

Everything was great.

Carol and Daddy really did

a great job, don't you think?

Yeah.

- Yeah.

Okay, I just didn't

want to make a big scene.

We're just going

to slip away.

You could make

a little scene.

Well, I'm making it. Right?

Andrew and I have to go

to Washington tomorrow.

So we're going

to take off.

Why are you going

to Washington?

I thought I told you. No?

We'll just be a week.

We have a bunch of meetings. But you

guys are going away real soon, right?

What about our post-nuptial

wedding gossip reconnaissance, Mom?

Well, you could come

by in the morning.

Yeah...

No, no, that's

a stupid idea.

Don't call me early.

It's your wedding night.

You're not going

to get up early.

That was silly. Anyway...

I have to get Andrew ready 'cause

he's absolutely hopeless in this way.

So... We'll just be a bit

and then we'll be back.

Everything was so lovely,

even the weather cooperated.

It was beautiful,

honey. Okay.

Wait.

I want my mother

and my sister.

Congratulations, Daddy.

- Thanks.

All right, Rachel.

All right, Rach. Okay.

Okay.

You'll call me every

day about you know...

Yes. Of course.

You take care.

All right?

Bye.

Son-in-law.

Mother-in-law.

Take care of yourself.

Paul, Carol,

it was so lovely.

Thank you.

Get some rest.

Okay.

I can't find my cigarettes.

Just give me a second.

Kymmie. Kym.

You remember

Susanna Galeano?

Hi.

- Hi, Kym. How are you?

Suzy runs a first rate

PR firm and, darling,

she has just lost

an office assistant.

We really are down a person.

And I was wondering,

have you ever thought

about public relations?

The public's kind

of afraid of me.

Listen, Suzy is opening

a new office right here.

Darling, you could be at home.

- I tell you what.

Why don't you call me on Monday?

- Give her a card.

And we can talk about it?

- That would be great.

This is just too perfect.

It's stuck, here we go.

Thank you.

- Paul, it was beautiful.

I'm gonna have to go.

- Suzy, Suzy, thank you. I know.

You look wonderful.

Do you want me to hold

that card now for you?

No, no. I got it. Just... Give me

a second. I'll be back in a minute.

Okay.

Hello?

You making a break for it?

Yeah.

Yeah, I got to go.

Yeah. Okay.

If you ever

need anything...

If I need to post bond?

No. If you ever

need anything.

Thank you.

Maybe you'll come

visit me in Hawaii.

That would be nice.

Yes, it would.

I got to go.

- Mmm-hmm. Okay.

I got it.

- Okay.

Kym.

Daddy?

Good morning.

How you feeling?

I'm okay.

Yeah?

- Yeah.

You should probably just ignore

the eye. It's a long story.

Okay.

- Kymmie.

Hey.

Hey, I'm Kym's sister.

- Hi.

This is Rosa.

- Rachel.

Rachel, I heard a lot about you.

You got married.

I did, yeah.

- Congratulations.

Thank you.

I love your baby.

Me, too.

Great.

Nice to meet you.