Tommy Battles the Silver Sea Dragon (2018) - full transcript

When a man finds himself on trial in a courtroom haunted by his own demons, he must reckon with the guilt of his mother's death before it destroys him and the one he loves.

- We are bringing him in.

♪ Carolyn, where have you been ♪

♪ If you could only see me now ♪

♪ I stand on trial ♪

♪ I'm on the witness stand ♪

♪ I've sworn upon
the Word of God ♪

♪ To tell the truth
about me and you ♪

♪ But you know, the
truth can be so false ♪

- Objection!
- Overruled.

♪ There isn't one,
one neutral tongue ♪

♪ Our words bear the
tales we've repressed ♪

♪ And strange enough,
I am the judge ♪

♪ I am the prosecution
and I am the defense ♪

♪ And we are gathered here for
the sake of mere formalities ♪

♪ For history is writ ♪

♪ In other words,
we'll uncover ♪

♪ The forest beneath a
single rotting leaf ♪

♪ We've come to witness
the sentencing ♪

♪ Of one Tommy Silver ♪

♪ The man in all of us ♪

♪ Oh, why have you forsaken me ♪

♪ I am your only son, Father ♪

♪ I loved her faithfully ♪

♪ According to your Word ♪

♪ When will you learn ♪

♪ There are not words
for everything ♪

♪ She dwelt ♪
- Objection!

♪ Beyond the reach of your ♪

♪ Silver-tongued decree, oh ♪

- Oh, what a show!

Well, what do you know!

He was the fire
that set her aglow!

- The slow decline
was no fault of mine!

The ending was written ages ago!

- Order in the court!

♪ How can a man be
tried for a crime ♪

♪ Comprised of the
everyday actions ♪

♪ Of every man's life ♪

♪ He's not bad like the
man who batters his wife ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ It seems that you're missing
the point, my unlucky friend ♪

♪ His crime bids much more than
six feet for the dead, oh ♪

♪ We suspect the accused ♪

♪ Guilty as he's been charged ♪

♪ Three counts of murder,
killed his brother ♪

♪ And his lover and
a woman named Yes ♪

♪ Stabbed in the chest,
ripped out her tongue ♪

♪ And he strangled her neck ♪

- I object!

- To what?
- To what?

- Do tell, to what?

- I object to the
terms of this trial!

I object to this case!

I object to the curve of
the smirk on your face!

♪ To what, my god, to
what, the jury is sold ♪

♪ Their ears are shut ♪

♪ But we'll make an appeal ♪

♪ But this court is corrupt ♪

♪ We don't have a chance ♪

♪ This system is fucked ♪

♪ Drop the act ♪

♪ Desist with your
cries, little man ♪

♪ Little whore,
pregnant with lies ♪

♪ You know well the
weight of your crime ♪

♪ Your tales no
longer will suffice ♪

♪ But all right,
give us your alibi ♪

♪ But the blood on your
hands is also on mine ♪

♪ So don't you forget ♪

♪ Don't you dare try ♪

♪ To pull the wool ♪

♪ Don't you forget ♪

♪ To pull the wool ♪

♪ Over your eyes ♪

♪ Tommy ♪

♪ Tell me the tragedy ♪

♪ Of Abel and Cain, of
you and your brother ♪

♪ Tommy ♪

♪ Don't be scared of what ♪

♪ You might have to say,
what you might discover ♪

♪ I killed my brother
when I was 10 years old ♪

♪ Or so I'm told,
I don't remember ♪

♪ It seems the
memory's grown cold ♪

♪ And sometimes I
feel the weight ♪

♪ Of my father's gun,
heavy in my hand ♪

♪ That's all that I recall of
the accident, coincidentally ♪

♪ Sometimes I wonder
if there isn't ♪

♪ Some other explanation ♪

♪ Some kind of
evil machination ♪

♪ They tell me you used to cry ♪

♪ I wish Caleb would die ♪

♪ Sometimes you'd hide
him under the stair ♪

♪ You'd leave him crying there ♪

♪ You'd never tell
them where he was ♪

♪ I see him fast asleep
in my mother's arms ♪

♪ Head upon her breast ♪

♪ She's running her
fingers through his hair ♪

♪ You know, she
never cared for me ♪

♪ The way she cared for him ♪

♪ What was my mistake,
what was my sin ♪

♪ I never had that
feminine touch ♪

♪ He lost it altogether ♪

♪ Graceful with fair skin
and golden flax hair ♪

♪ He was a little angel ♪

♪ Would it be fair to say
he was a mother's boy ♪

♪ But I was my father's son ♪

♪ I bear the torch ♪

♪ I run through the ages ♪

♪ To carry on the name,
I am the only one ♪

♪ It was a dark December,
do you remember ♪

♪ His little body,
your mother's face ♪

♪ Why can't you bring him back ♪

♪ Why did you have
to spill his blood ♪

♪ What have you done, boy ♪

♪ What have you done, boy ♪

♪ I thought it was empty ♪

♪ I swore it was empty ♪

♪ Give me the gun ♪

♪ Where did you
get the gun, boy ♪

♪ I thought it was empty,
who could have known ♪

♪ Oh God, Ma, I swear
it wasn't my fault ♪

♪ Where did you get
your father's gun ♪

♪ We found it in the attic
in an old dusty box ♪

♪ It was only a game ♪

♪ He was the robber,
and I was the cops ♪

♪ Okay, okay, okay ♪

♪ It seems he is
the guilty one ♪

♪ Can he deny the truth
behind the curtain ♪

♪ For certain he knew too well ♪

♪ That he would ring
the bells of death ♪

♪ What kind of man is he, the
self-deceived, the wretch ♪

♪ The weed who strangles a
flower in its flowering ♪

♪ In what poverty is
his soul languishing ♪

♪ Who can forgive
such atrocities ♪

♪ How many suffocate
so he can breathe ♪

♪ The cost of
defining yourself ♪

♪ By what you are not ♪

- Well said, well said.

Killed his brother,
it's all so brilliant,

you know, so well put together,

the lies one tells
to keep oneself

at a distance from
the unbearable truth.

But it dwells deep.

It's there, in the bones, like
marrow, so hard to extract.

- What
are you getting at?

- My old friend, you've
made a convincing case,

and I would be sold
on that account,

if it weren't for one
small piece of information.

Tommy never had a brother!

- Why would you lie to us?

Why, Tommy?

Order in the court!

- Not so fast.

I'd like to see further
evidence on this point.

As far as I'm concerned--

- As far as you're concerned,

you're here to deal out justice.

Don't you know your place.

You're no more real
than the tales he tells.

You're only part and
parcel of the project

of absolution, as am I.

- What is the meaning of
this absurd statement?

I demand an explanation!

- Oh, the meaning, if
only it were so simple.

You see, I've had my time,
justifying, rationalizing,

denying, defending
him, as it were.

That we are here now
confirms my failure.

We both know which
way this court leans.

- Order!

- Excuse me.

Your Honor, the
prosecution must review

the case in light
of the new evidence.

- In the labyrinth of one's
mind, who can claim to know

the significance of
one memory or another.

The question remains,
how does one break free?

Interrupt the cycle
of guilt and clear

an opening, a space
for redemption.

- How dare you utter
the forbidden word!

You speak in clever
riddles, old man.

I'm after the truth.

- A slippery thing.

- The court has heard enough.

We will move on at once
to the second hearing.

♪ How can we find,
find the true seed ♪

♪ In the canopy of
limbs and leaves ♪

♪ In the act of remembering ♪

♪ The poor boy Tommy
can't remember clearly ♪

♪ Just where did she
go, why did she go ♪

♪ Oh, he doesn't know,
he doesn't know, no ♪

- Order in the court!

You may proceed with
the prosecution.

♪ Tell us then how did it end ♪

♪ Tell us from the
top as best you can ♪

♪ If your love was
sweet, then how did she ♪

♪ End up with a rope tied
tight around her neck ♪

♪ Or is that not how it goes ♪

♪ Were they your hands that
put the bruises on her throat ♪

♪ And how do you
explain the pain ♪

♪ She tried but could not name ♪

♪ In this here note she
left behind for you ♪

♪ Spelled the words
in her own blood ♪

♪ She writes, Tommy,
no matter how I try ♪

♪ I can't even seem to
bring myself to cry ♪

♪ I'm an empty shell
for you, oh Risen Lord ♪

♪ I am your empty tomb ♪

- Stop!

Give me the note, please.

Give me the fucking note!

♪ We're going to the top
of the world, you and me ♪

♪ Baby, we're gonna be
like a king and a queen ♪

♪ We're going to the
top, baby you and me ♪

♪ Better pack your
things, and we'll go ♪

♪ And we're going far away, oh ♪

♪ I'm not diggin' this
high school prom ♪

♪ Well, these shoes and me,
we just don't get along ♪

♪ And what's with these kids
and their awkward moms ♪

♪ They don't dance, they just
stand there singin' along ♪

- Somebody
turned off the lights.

♪ One, two, three, four ♪

♪ So you're tired of
high school, too ♪

♪ Well, it's not so bad,
but at least I'm through ♪

♪ Tryin' to walk on stilts
through a foam-filled room ♪

♪ It's a certain disaster
for those who do ♪

♪ Hey, hey ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪

♪ We're too cool for this shit ♪

♪ Let's get out of this place ♪

♪ Meet me outside the door ♪

♪ Won't you be my lady,
you're drivin' me crazy ♪

♪ Can you take it to the top ♪

♪ Just show me what you've got ♪

♪ I'll be your baby,
don't you say maybe ♪

♪ I'll take you to the top,
we're never gonna stop ♪

- Crazy!

- Pretty weird.

You smoke?

- No.

- Me neither.

So, you wanna go in my car?

- Should I be scared?

I'd prefer to not be
kidnapped tonight.

- No, no,
you know, I mean,

I just, I thought, I mean--

- You mean you wanna
go for a drive?

- Yeah, yeah,
let's get outta here.

- What for?

- Well, in
order to be together.

- Okay,
yeah, where to, Romeo?

- It's Tommy.

My name is Tommy Silver.

- That's
a ridiculous name.

That sounds like a name out

of a children's
book or something.

- It was
my dad's, Thomas.

One, two, three!

♪ Slow motion, slow motion ♪

♪ Slow motion, slow motion ♪

♪ Slow motion, slow motion ♪

♪ Slow motion, slow motion ♪

♪ I gotta tell you, I
think you should know ♪

♪ I really like you but
you're takin' it so slow ♪

♪ Slow motion, slow motion ♪

♪ Pick up the pace and
we'll give it a try ♪

♪ Midnight, starlight ♪

♪ Forgive my insistent plea ♪

♪ This time, I won't rest ♪

♪ Until you're
right by my side ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm a dreamer,
so let me dream ♪

♪ My eyes are tired and
I'm fallin' asleep ♪

♪ I'm fallin' asleep ♪

♪ You think you want me,
but what do you know ♪

♪ Slow motion, slow motion ♪

♪ Slow motion, slow motion ♪

♪ You only met me just
one week ago, so ♪

♪ Slow motion, slow motion ♪

♪ It's not a race, kid,
just give me some time ♪

♪ Forgive my reluctant speed ♪

♪ This time, I need all your ♪

♪ Patience tonight ♪

♪ Forgive my insistent plea ♪

♪ This time, I won't rest ♪

♪ Until you're
right by my side ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm a dreamer,
so let me dream ♪

♪ Just take it easy
and then we'll see ♪

♪ My eyes are tired and
I'm fallin' asleep ♪

♪ I'm fallin' asleep ♪

♪ Oh, I want you to know ♪

♪ You and me could be together ♪

♪ You just never know ♪

♪ You and me could be together ♪

♪ I want you to know ♪

♪ You and me could be together ♪

♪ You just never know ♪

♪ You and me could be together ♪

♪ I want you to know ♪

♪ You and me could be together ♪

♪ You just never know ♪

♪ You and me could be together ♪

♪ Oh, together, you ♪

- I think a black
skirt is more...


- Carolyn, be my
flower-footed doe bird,

in love and tyranny.

And on leap year, Flag
Day, Groundhog's Day,

Presidents' Day, monsoon season,

and in the Year of the Cow
according to the Chinese Zodiac.

- Okay, listen.

I'll be your
flower-footed doe bird,

but I cannot promise to
love you in monsoon season.

Who can agree to that?

And what the heck is a
doe bird with flower feet?

- Sh.

Don't ask questions.

Just believe.

- Sh.

Hey, this is a
pretty nice couch.

- When I look
at it, I feel nauseous.

- Yeah, in
a good way, right?

Where's Kitty, actually?

- It's in the box.

- Which box?

The door!


- Kitty?
- Kitty?



- Mm-hm.

Mm-hm, well.

♪ We moved in today ♪

♪ Our kitty ran away ♪

♪ But at least we've got a
new couch with a pullout bed ♪

♪ Tommy, please don't ♪

♪ Hey, there's nothing to fear ♪

You know, darling.

- Yes dear?

♪ The kitty cat will
find his way home ♪

♪ Even through the rain ♪

♪ Give it a day ♪

♪ After the rain, the kitty
will find his way home ♪

♪ Just you wait ♪

Let's make a toast.

- To Kitty.

- And to the new apartment.

- To Kitty.

- And to the apartment.

- And to the kitty.

- And to the kitty.

- I'm sad.

- I know.

I wish I could
erase your sadness.

I hate to see you cry.

- I wish I saw you
cry, once in a while.

Hey guys, smile!

♪ We should've been
more than just friends ♪

♪ Who have long been together ♪

♪ Isn't, isn't, isn't
there more than just ♪

- Hey!

- You're such a beautiful

I just wanna be
part of all of this.

- Thanks for coming!

- You are such a
beautiful cowboy.

I just wanna be a
part of all of this.

You were a hit, boy.

- Is everyone gone?

- Yeah.

- How's my kitty?

- Okay.

- You miss the real kitty?

- Yeah.

- So where were you all night?

- Around.

- I barely saw you.

- I didn't want to
interrupt your date

with the sexy zombie nurse.

- Mm, I appreciate that.

Were you jealous?

- I want that kiss.

- I know, my god.

She was a mess.

She came out of nowhere with
those weird zombie lips.

- But you liked it?

- No, what do you mean?

Of course not, she was
a gross, dead nurse.

- Sh, you're a cowboy.

I know you.

You don't have to
explain yourself.

I'm not the owner of you.

I won't be the one in the way.

- What?

Hey, what is that?

How could you say that?

I'm with you.

You know that.

Don't you want me, sweet baby?

- I don't wanna own you.

I wanna love you.

- Hm.

- Just don't lie to me.

That's all.

We're much better than all that.

- Then all what?

Are you saying you
want to see other men?

- Who said men?

♪ Isn't there more than
just one sort of love ♪

♪ An arrangement more
happily suited to us ♪

♪ All it would take is
the building of trust ♪

♪ We could say what we mean,
what we feel, what we want ♪

♪ I don't understand what
you've proposed to me ♪

♪ Do you forget months ago
I proposed with a ring ♪

♪ Exactly the point,
unconventionally ♪

♪ We were wed months ago ♪

♪ At the Salvation Army ♪

♪ So isn't there more than
just one sort of love ♪

♪ An arrangement more
happily suited to us ♪

♪ Well, speak for yourself,
I never asked to be free ♪

♪ I'm right here, I'm with you ♪

♪ Kid, that's all that I need ♪

Wait a minute.

Why are we singing?

- It's a musical.

- I hate musicals.

They're so phony.

- You're phony!

♪ But sometimes, don't lie ♪

♪ I see your eyes ♪

♪ Wandering around the room ♪

♪ When I'm talking to you ♪

♪ And I can tell ♪

♪ His heart roams just as well ♪

♪ And whether or not he admits ♪

♪ For him, love and
freedom cannot coexist ♪

I opened my eyes last night.

I watched you make love to me.

- What did you see?


- Your eyes were
tightly closed, like,

like you were
having a bad dream,

as if you were trying to
fix your pain through me.

- What pain?

- I don't know.

What pain?

- Come to bed, huh?

You better wash that
stuff off your face.

That shit'll get all
over the pillows.

- You know why you're here?

You've been having
recurring nightmares.

Your wife says they've
become increasingly violent.

She hasn't slept for weeks.

- She goes out to look
for the fucking cat.

That's why she doesn't sleep.

The goddamn cat ran
away six years ago.

- I heard you kicked it.

And don't kid yourself.

You know she doesn't wander
the streets at night.

She works on her
paintings when you wake

her up, screaming in your sleep.

- I--

- I have the
following recording.

♪ Every night, when we
turn out the lights ♪

♪ His body shivers, something
quivers there behind his eyes ♪

♪ A secret stirs ♪

♪ Oh, he dreams
somethin' awful ♪

♪ Sometimes he calls
through the silent night ♪

♪ He gives me a fright when
he screams in his sleep ♪

♪ Of an old dusty box,
but it's only a dream ♪

- He was the robber,
and I was the cops!

♪ I dreamt again I
killed my brother ♪

♪ The darling child
of my mother ♪

♪ But Tommy, you know
no such thing occurred ♪

♪ Your mother died in the
course of your birth ♪

♪ I know, I know, but
you don't understand ♪

♪ I wake from my sleep with
his blood on my hands ♪

♪ Just close your eyes,
I'm by your side ♪

♪ It's just a dream ♪

♪ Tomorrow, we'll be fine ♪

- Tell me about your childhood.

She says you dream about
killing your brother,

yet you never had a
brother, is that right?

Strange thing.

The mind is complex,
as you know,

memory being one of its more
unpredictable functions.

According to the most
current research,

when the mind
remembers an event,

it's not the actual
event that is recalled

but merely the memory of the
last time you remembered it.

Eventually, we add elements,
change the order of things.

Sometimes we manage
to conjure up

characters who
never even existed.

- And what does that make you?

- So you wanna
get smart with me?

What is it, Tommy?

What grim tale are
you so afraid to tell?

Excuse me.

I seem to have lost myself.

Air's a bit stale in here.

Would you mind
opening the window?

Tell me about your mother.

- I don't have a mother.

- You
don't have a mother.

Incredible, that
must be a first.

Tell me, how can one be
born without a mother?

- I killed her.

You can kill your mother
just by being born.

- So, the
rumors are true.

What about the brother?

- My twin?

He was never born.

He died in the womb.

They had to cut her
open to take me out,

and she had a stroke.

They say her heart stopped
the moment I came out.

- My god, that explains
a lot, now doesn't it?

Twins, one dies, one lives,
and a maternal death,

what a way to begin,
what a weight.

How can one live up to that?

Two lives for the price of one?

Tell me about your relationship.

- Well, what's to tell?

- Are you happy?

- At times.

She complains.

- About what?

- About me.

My work.

- What type
of work do you do?

- Social work,
domestic violence.

- That's a noble cause.

- I think so.

- So
what's the problem.

- Well, she
questions my intentions.

- Well, what
are your intentions?

- I don't know.

I thought it was interesting.

I mean, it's a
noble cause, right?

- Right.

♪ Today, just like a year ago ♪

♪ Today, 10,000 years ago ♪

♪ I was content
just making tea ♪

♪ But not me ♪

♪ Just look, he's
buried in books ♪

♪ But I was never
quite as smart as he ♪

♪ And some of the time ♪

♪ A lot of the time ♪

♪ We disagree on
the little things ♪

♪ But the truth is, I
would rather let him win ♪

♪ The outcome means
much more to him ♪

- Well, I'm always right.

♪ He's always right ♪

- Yes dear, that's right

♪ He's got a way with words ♪

♪ They fall right
off his tongue ♪

♪ Like baby birds
out of the nest ♪

♪ Catch the wind
in their wings ♪

♪ And go soaring
right over my head ♪

♪ Oh, but I prefer to keep ♪

♪ The ground under
my dancing feet ♪

- Hey!

Do you have to clean
the entire house?

I'm trying to study,
if you didn't notice.

- Whaddya readin' anyway?

- Just now I was getting
into this book here.

It's for a class on
gender and sexuality.

- It's in French.

- Yeah, I thought I
could learn French

while studying for the class.

- Oh, yeah, good idea.

- Right, well, this
one is amazing.

I mean, it's actually
devastating to read.

It's kind of a memoir
of the author's

history of sexual abuse by men.

- I know what it
means to be a woman.

I don't need books to tell me.

There's more than
one kind of violence.

I've been around enough to know.

I mean, what's the plan, man?

Will you save women
once and for all

with the ink of
your pen?

What do you know about it?

There's no textbook, you know?

You can't read about that
and expect to understand it.

- Hey, I love you.

- Then love me.

Quit loving your books.

It doesn't make it more true
if you repeat it in French.

Does not sound pretty,
whatever you said.

- I said, "Tell me
you love me, too."

Or don't you?

- There aren't words
for everything.

Tommy, be gentle with me.

I promise to be nice.

- No promises, be gentle.

You can.

And it's always like that.

We kiss, kiss, kiss.

Then he disappears,
goes down to whisper

secrets in between my legs.

But I wonder sometimes
if it's not more

for him than it is for me,

as if he whispers to himself.

And the sound of my pleasure
returns his gift, like an echo,

as if I'm just an echo box.

Well, you have to be empty
to be a good echo box.

In the end, it's hard to
understand how to receive

a gift that was taken
from you to begin with.

And I'll tell you another thing.

To understand Tommy,
you have to know

that the softest skin on
his whole body is here,

the skin on the bottom side
of this thing when it's hard.

And that's the secret.

If you understand that, you can

understand how to love a man.

- Hey.

No, I wanna be inside of you.

- Typically, he refuses.

In fact, Tommy's
favorite word is no.

Loving is easy.

To be loved, that
takes courage.

- Oh shit.

- What's the rush?

- I forgot I have a class today.

I'm late.

- Why do you always rush
to rinse off so quickly?

- Well, 'cause I'm late.

Gotta go.

- Dinner?

- Uh, I'll be home late.

Don't wait for me.

♪ Tommy, is that you ♪

♪ Step into the light ♪

♪ Come toward me ♪

Tommy, stop speaking French.

You don't speak French.

You're drunk.

♪ No, see, I'm not drunk ♪

♪ I'm as sharp as a knife ♪

♪ Just a couple of drinks,
baby, don't be so frightened ♪

♪ There's nothing amiss ♪

♪ Baby, don't be so tense ♪

♪ I was just out
with some friends ♪

♪ Come on, give
me a little kiss ♪

- Jesus.

You're scaring me.

What's going on?

I'm not gonna carry you.

- Hey, where are you going?

Hey, just wait a second.

- Shoot!

- Just leave it alone.

Just leave it!

For chrissake.

Babe, hey.

Just open the door, huh?

Listen, I'm sorry, okay?

What are you doing?


What are you doing?

Babe, hey!



Hey, what's the plan?

Going to look for the cat?



♪ You just never ♪

♪ You ♪

♪ I miss that house,
I miss that bedroom ♪

♪ The way the world
comes right through ♪

♪ Like you came to me ♪
♪ The window ♪

♪ In the spring ♪

♪ And you know we
could've been so right ♪

♪ But it's so wrong ♪

♪ Always wondering ♪

♪ Will we last
through the night ♪

♪ I hold you so dear ♪
♪ I held you so dear ♪

♪ You really made me believe
in all of your dreams ♪

♪ But the nightmares
run more deep ♪

♪ Please forgive, Carolyn ♪

♪ I'd do anything
to make you stay ♪

♪ Well, you've done
enough, you had my trust ♪

♪ But tell me there's
still hope for us ♪

♪ I don't wish you on anyone ♪

♪ When we are done ♪

♪ Don't leave me alone ♪

♪ Let me repair this ♪

♪ I hope you find your way ♪

♪ To everything you wanted ♪

♪ I hope you find
the questions ♪

♪ We know you've already
got all the answers ♪

♪ We used to laugh ♪

♪ We used to sleep
the day away ♪

♪ We didn't care about ♪

♪ The time or the place ♪
♪ It was you me, happily ♪

♪ I felt you so strong ♪

♪ You were the right
to all my wrongs ♪

♪ And in the morning light ♪

♪ It was you and me, trembling ♪

♪ I wanted you to be the one ♪

♪ I wanted you to be the one ♪

♪ I wanted you to be the one ♪

♪ I wanted you to be the one ♪

♪ I wanted you to be
the one, be the one ♪

♪ I wanted you to be
the one, be the one ♪

♪ I wanted you to be
the one, be the one ♪

♪ I wanted you to be
the one, be the one ♪

♪ I wanted you to be
the one, be the one ♪

♪ I wanted you to be
the one, be the one ♪

♪ I wanted you to be
the one, be the one ♪

♪ I wanted you to be
the one, be the one ♪

♪ I was drifting in misery ♪

♪ Apart from he ♪

♪ I swear you won't
come to regret this ♪

♪ I hope we find our way ♪

♪ I am adrift without you ♪

♪ I will be gentle, Carolyn ♪

♪ No promises ♪

♪ I will return
the love I take ♪

- I was told that you were
never actually married,

that you proposed to
her with a Ring Pop.

Why are you so scared
of being alone?

- Well, I--

- Do you ever wonder
if by refusing

to let your love
take its own shape,

by struggling to
maintain control

over something as
fluid as affection,

that you don't damage
it all the more?

That you don't
suffocate both yourself

and the one you
supposedly hold most dear?

- Well, I suppose--

- I suppose you believe yourself

to be the true
guardian of your love?

Can't you see you've
come to resent her,

like a child resents a mother
whose warmth he yet craves?

- I--

- Must love and freedom be
so relentlessly opposed?

You grasp after her like water

in your hands, that
is to say, in vain.

♪ Here we are again ♪

♪ I wait for him ♪

♪ To come to me, but
it's all the same ♪

♪ Nothin' ever changes ♪

♪ Just look at him
go, it's all a race ♪

♪ He carries the weight
of a world full of pain ♪

♪ He thinks I left
over one little fight ♪

♪ One broken mirror
once upon a dark night ♪

♪ But it runs more deep
than such mistakes ♪

♪ Something deeper in
him is far out of place ♪

♪ No sweetness in his voice,
no warmth in his touch ♪

♪ No laughter at all, and as
for love, there's not much ♪

♪ The season has changed,
the rain never stops ♪

♪ When he looks at me, he
sees a war to be fought ♪

♪ A wrong to be righted,
a goal to achieve ♪

♪ A damsel to save for
his own damn reprieve ♪

♪ The months hurry past,
how long will it be ♪

♪ And what comes of me
if and when he succeeds ♪

♪ He doesn't want me, for
sure, but he needs me for now ♪

♪ He doesn't love me, for sure,
but without me, he'd drown ♪

♪ Here we are again ♪

♪ I wait for him ♪

♪ To come to me, but
it's all the same ♪

♪ Nothing ever changes ♪

♪ Everything's the same ♪

♪ Soon we will be strangers ♪

♪ Every day, every night ♪

♪ A man's eye, the
butcher's knife ♪

♪ At work, on the street ♪

♪ A woman's curve,
the butcher's meat ♪

♪ But I am indivisible ♪

♪ I am more than visible ♪

♪ You can't dissect my love ♪

♪ Whatever he might have
done to make you hurt ♪

♪ To make you run,
it's over now ♪

♪ Leave it all behind you ♪

♪ A new day has begun ♪

Hey, you're home early.

Is everything okay?
- What?

I don't know.
- What?

- I left.
- What do you mean you left?

- I just left.


I forgot something at home.

I had to come home
to get something.

- You ever heard the old adage,

if you love
something, let it go?

- I thought you were
supposed to help me

feel better about all of this?

- Oh no, I'm sorry for
the misunderstanding.

We're here precisely to
make you hate yourself more.

Think of me as the
personification of your guilt.

I'll see you next time.

We'll get to the
bottom of those dreams.

- And what about Carolyn?

- Yes, indeed, being
concerned for her wellbeing,

I'm compelled to issue an alert

to the Department of
Protective Services.

My colleagues will
keep vigil and organize

the inquest if
anything should happen.

If anything should happen,

you will be hearing from us.

♪ Hello, hello,
pick up the phone ♪

♪ I'm scared of the dark ♪

♪ I'm scared to be alone ♪

♪ I've had a bad dream ♪

♪ Something's haunting me ♪

♪ It's a dark night, Tommy ♪

♪ When will you be home ♪

♪ Yesterday, I swore I'd never ♪

♪ Today, I'm just like them ♪

♪ When I can feel the
blood that pulls ♪

♪ I go and barter all
the books for chemicals ♪

♪ What's the
difference in the end ♪

♪ The butcher knife
or the silver pen ♪

♪ Whatever you will
separate, whether the body ♪

♪ Or the world,
it's all the same ♪

♪ Hello, hello, please
pick up the phone ♪

♪ Are you there, my love ♪

♪ We don't have to be alone ♪

♪ I know there is another ♪

♪ She is the one who loves
me, knowing my dark charade ♪

♪ But how can I abide the
one who knows my shame ♪

♪ Yesterday, I swore I'd never ♪

♪ Today, I take the key, and
even in the love I make ♪

♪ I find another little
riddle to explain ♪

♪ I am the butcher ♪

♪ I am the butchered one ♪

♪ I am the very
man that I loathe ♪

♪ When I do the thing
I hate the most ♪

♪ Where you begin I end ♪

♪ I have ♪

♪ Only yourself left to rend ♪

♪ I am ♪

♪ It may be too late for me ♪

♪ But don't repeat it ♪

♪ Please don't hurt her ♪

♪ Don't abuse her ♪

♪ Don't you know your blows
are only aimed at you ♪

♪ When we were younger ♪

♪ When we were pure ♪

♪ When we were still
unaware of the slow ♪

♪ And steady death our
young love would endure ♪

♪ Love was a song ♪

♪ And we said nothing
that could not be sung ♪

♪ The song upon our
dripping tongues was all ♪

♪ I wanted you to be the one ♪

♪ I wanted you to be the one ♪

♪ I wanted you to be the one ♪

♪ I wanted you to be the one ♪

♪ I wanted you to be the one ♪
♪ Oh, you just never know ♪

♪ I wanted you to be the one ♪
♪ You and me could be ♪

♪ I wanted you to be the one ♪
♪ Together ♪

♪ You just never know ♪

♪ I wanted you to be the one ♪
♪ You and me could be ♪

♪ I wanted you to be the one ♪
♪ Together ♪

♪ You just never know ♪

♪ I wanted you to be ♪
♪ You ♪

- Tommy,
no matter how I try,

I can't even seem to
bring myself to cry.

I'm an empty shell for
you, oh Risen Lord.

I am your empty tomb.

Good earth, good
womb, good wife too.

What am I but a
dwelling place for you?

How you drew me in.

I fell for Tommy the dreamer,
bright eyes, twin stars,

so full of charm,
so sweet and warm.

You held me fast
between your rigid arms.

And I should've seen it comin',

the push and pull that
kept me on my toes.

But I've danced
around your fears

for one too many
unbecoming years.

What harm lies here?

What sorry past--

Poor kid, who told you that
love and freedom were opposed?

They're one and the same.

But even so, you come and
go, and I, the solid ground,

the tether pole your orbit
turns around, well, I remain.

Didn't I keep watch for you?

Hold fast the thread
attached to you?

To watch as it unwound?

To count your steps and remind
you of the way back home?

Good earth, good
womb, good wife too.

What was I but a
ball of clay for you?

Your secret fears
like fingers crept

behind my eyes and
made them shine.

You carved a mouth tuned
to the tenor of your name.

My hair grew long,
became a nest for you,

and I felt my brow grow
heavy with your pain.

Even now, my sadness bores you.

You no longer want me,
but you cannot let me go.

Well, here is your
longed-for freedom.

I was only in your way, but now
it's my time for me to flee,

to rediscover my
own right of way.

I go tonight out from
these walls built by fear.

You wear me out.

Let me go to the place where
I have not yet arrived.

Goodbye my love,
my breath, my life.

I'm going to where I
haven't yet arrived.

- Tommy, we know
you're in there.

- We're bringing him in.

- Over here, Tommy!

- Tommy?

- Now where were we?


Oh, right, come here,
you little vermin.

We've got a case to close, so
get off the ground!

♪ And now we've come to
the final sentencing ♪

♪ Who is this lady
strangely called ♪

♪ By the name of Yes ♪

♪ Who is she ♪

♪ Oh, what a show ♪

♪ How it sets me aglow
to bare the truth ♪

♪ That everyone wants to know ♪

♪ But I design to
withhold my surprise ♪

♪ Until each and every
witness has a go ♪

- You may call forth
the first witness.

♪ Ha, ha, ha, yeah ♪

- Stop!

Oh, you think
that I really give a fuck!

You can point your
little fingers

any way you want, but
I'm not the only one!

So who'll throw the first stone?

What's the matter?

I thought I was
the one you chose

to pay for the sins of a world

full of men too
scared to be alone!

- If only it were so simple.

But you can't pass
guilt around that way.

It's much too sticky, you see.

Much like glue, it sticks to you

just as soon as you've
passed it to me!

And you're still
forgetting one thing.

There's still one more
charge to this hearing.

Let's hear what the
Defense has to say.

He's been oh so quiet since
the scales have tipped my way!

- Does the Defense
wish to call a witness?

Does the Defense have
a final statement?

- There goes your
last chance, boy!

I guess it's up to you.

- Does the accused
have any last words?

♪ Do you have any last words ♪

♪ Yes please, yes
sir, I do, sir ♪

♪ But I don't know just
how I can say this ♪

♪ My heart beats
much too quickly ♪

♪ And I feel that
I might explode ♪

♪ So rare that I fail to
find the right words ♪

♪ Typically they come right
from my golden tongue ♪

♪ Like a river flows,
but now, I don't know ♪

♪ Hey ♪

♪ Hey ♪

- Woo!


- Order!

The Prosecution may
make a final statement.

- There is nothing so arbitrary

as a fence around a plot of land

or a body with a line around it.

And what have we here
but an empty frame!

A rusted, barbed-wire fence,
there's nothing there,

no property, no ground on
which to build a foundation,

the basic building blocks of
what we commonly call love.

The story begins with
two nascent twins,

bound together in
the mother's warmth.

But what was for
one a nurturing womb

would become for the other
a dark and deathly tomb.

They did everything they could
to save the second child,

and their efforts
weren't in vain.

But with her hand held
fast by her desperate love,

the mother died from
the physical strain.

And there he was,
our unlucky boy,

a life wrought in
exchange for two.

And as the father refused
to hold him close,

he learnt from day one
the debt that was due,

so he searched for a way
to earn his very life!

He found a thousand different
ways to tell the story

of his loss and a means to
exonerate, but in every corner,

a finger pointed, a
swelling sea of shame.

Buried in books, he found his
mother on every single page.

Along comes Carolyn, poor girl.

What need I say?

We've all witnessed her tale,
just one of the more tragic

of his attempts
to find his place.

Oh, the irony of a
man who champions

the safety and care of
women but cannot love

the one who waits with
open arms beside him.

A true dialogue of compassion
between flesh and blood

is replaced by the idea,
the mere image of love.

And so poor Carolyn
was sacrificed

to his self-serving
crusade, a sad little man

with a sorry tale and
a whole wide world

to save, which
brings us here today.

And what do we make
of this lady, Yes,

such a strange and unheard name.

But it's all too clear
if the jury knows

that his favorite
word was always no.

And what is it that he refuses?

What are these secret
fears of yours?

Why do you tremble at the
thought of losing your grip?

What is this property that you
clench with white knuckles?

Are not your hands wrapped
around her very throat?

Is it not her skin that
you wear like a wreath

around your neck, or
a crown of thorns?

Are not her bones the very frame

that kept you sane and composed?

And without this frame, he
would scatter like dust!

The infinite uncertainty of Yes,

yes to the mystery of suffering
that cannot be explained,

yes to the life
you've been given

despite or because of
its inaugural pain.

yes to the one who would love
you in spite of yourself,

to the love she gave,
not meant to be earned,

nothing to pay back,
no price in return,

for love is not much
like a bartered exchange,

and yes to the past, for
the joy and the pain.

But no was your preferred
response, a disposition of denial.

But a pain repressed will
be otherwise expressed,

and hence our gathering today.

And so it is, the final
charge against you,

that you have slain
the lady, Yes,

woman who wades
through a sea of names

but who cannot be
allowed to speak,

who sings instead, whose
voice quivers softly,

high above your little
fortress of fear.

She is the tremor of silence,
the whisper of possibility,

the fluidity within your
very own soul that you have

made rigid, petrified to supply
the lie to your feeble mind

that behind your name,
something real resides.

To tell the truth, I pity you,

for who knew that a true
dialogue was one without speech?

Two pairs of unblinking eyes,
an exchange of beating hearts.

Two lips poised, half open,

ready to speak,
but never speaking

a single word,
except one word, yes.

♪ Yes to the invisible ♪

♪ Yes for you, is
it impossible ♪

♪ Yes to a mystery unsolved ♪

♪ Yes, the hardest
word of them all ♪

♪ Oh, isn't that precisely
it, a mystery you can resist ♪

♪ You can't quite get
your finger on it ♪

♪ Just like a child
destroys a butterfly ♪

♪ You tear the wings
off to decipher ♪

♪ Where it is the secret lies ♪

♪ You destroy the ones
you love the most ♪

♪ When you can't stand
a thing unknown ♪

♪ Yes to a mystery unsolved ♪

♪ Yes, the hardest
word of them all ♪

♪ Oh, careful,
Mr. Tommy Silver ♪

♪ You didn't really kill her ♪

♪ Though she died, the
guilt is only in your mind ♪

♪ The judgment that you
carry is hardly arbitrary ♪

♪ It's only what you've
brought upon yourself ♪

♪ You pulled the carpet,
ooh, you pulled the carpet ♪

♪ From underneath
your own feet ♪

♪ And you will
end up all alone ♪

♪ If you can't stand
up on your own ♪

- Take him away.

- What?

I am not Tommy Silver!

- I, I don't understand.

- We have heard enough from him.

- But then am I to be punished?

- But of course, my boy,
the punishment is to be you.

You have eliminated
your will to deny.

Now at last,
together, we silence

the drone of your guilty cry.

- But then who are you?

- I am the listener.

I am the weeper.

I am the will to move on.

It is not I who judge, but you.

♪ I am the tried ♪

♪ I am the trying one ♪

♪ I have no other
lies to unlearn ♪

♪ There are no more
bridges left to burn ♪

♪ Where we recede, you start ♪

♪ I have ♪

♪ You have fulfilled the
most unpleasant part ♪

♪ I have ♪

♪ No one to hear
your last plea ♪

♪ You are the judge of me ♪

♪ It is over ♪

♪ There is no one to
untie your hands ♪

♪ No other can but you ♪

♪ It seems I am the
author of the pantomime ♪

♪ The one behind the curtain ♪

♪ The first light
of day, it gleams ♪

♪ It's time to wake
up from your sleep ♪

♪ So please be gracious now ♪

♪ That I have tried
to shine the light ♪

♪ On my own divided soul ♪

♪ Don't ask for whom the
bells of death toll ♪

♪ It's only because I know ♪

♪ Because he knows
it all too well ♪

♪ The cost and the
terror of tearing one ♪

♪ In two ♪