Try Seventeen (2002) - full transcript

After 17-year-old misfit Jones Dillon (Wood) drops out of college on his first day, he moves into an old apartment building where he soon becomes entangled in the lives of his kooky new neighbors, including a temperamental photographer (Potente) and a self-absorbed aspiring actress (Moore). When he's not busy flirting with the ladies or learning to live on his own, would-be writer Jones divides his time between fending off queries from his alcoholic mother (Perkins), penning letters to an absentee father, and indulging in an overactive fantasy life. An auto accident forces a reality check, however, nudging Jones to grow up & decide what he really wants.

Test, test, test.

This is a test.

One, two, test.


Are you lost, kid?


Where's, uh,
where's your big brother, kid?

I don't have one.


Don't you look a little too
kiddie-like to be in college?

You still wetting the bed?

Well, congratulations.

Now, here's the deal,
I listen to ska music, right?

Just ska. No rap, no punk,
no hip-hop, no heavy metal,

no classical, no classic rock,
no new wave, no new age,

no bluegrass, no blues, no jazz,

and no fuckin' country.

I ain't no bumpkin
like the rest of you pukes.

And, uh, I get the bottom bunk.

♪ Cheer up ♪

♪ Don't like it when your
mood is down and out ♪

♪ Don't like you anyway ♪

♪ I say that
you're gonna get it someday ♪

♪ But all the sad stuff
is bringing me down ♪

♪ You've got me crying
all alone in my sleep ♪

♪ A lot of lonely little
dreaming that I just can't keep ♪

♪ Because the sad stuff
is bringing me down ♪

You better watch your ass, punk!

Yeah, punk!

Now, you see us coming again,
you'd better watch out, kid.

Yeah, kid!

Hello, my name is Jones Dillon.

I'm calling about the apartment.

Well, I can show it to you now.


Tomorrow's fine.
No, now would be good.

♪ 'Cause my baby ♪

♪ He done left this town ♪

♪ I've got
the St. Louis blues ♪

♪ And I'm blue as I can be ♪

♪ I've got the
St. Louis blues ♪

♪ And I'm blue as I can be ♪

♪ 'Cause my baby ♪

That's very pretty, ma'am.

Well, thank you.

Now, I don't know, though.

Aren't you a little young
to be renting an apartment?

No. Ma'am.
I'm a legitimate boarder.

What's that there?

Just my things.

I see.

Well, most people I rent to like to
see the place before they take it.


There are two white girls
upstairs with you,

and a white man
has the first floor.

You'll be just fine here,
Jones. Snug like a bug.

Thank you.

What is this?

My rent check.


Well, that was the figure
on the lease.

It's my grandfather's money,
or it was, anyway.

He went to college here and the
will said I had to come here, too.

And I didn't want
to go to Texas.

What's in Texas?

Just my mother.

You'll be glad to know I
dropped out of college today.

You told me yourself,
all a writer needs is his eyes and ears,

and sense enough to use them.

Besides, you know I don't
play well with the other kids.

Better watch your ass, punk!

Yeah, punk!

You know how much
this means to me.

Don't be like this.

Look, I'll be there
in twenty minutes, ok?

Don't be this way.
Ok, I'm fine...

I'll just hang up right now.

I'm hanging up now!

♪ Hootchie cootchie ♪

♪ Hootchie cootchie ♪

♪ Come on and do
the hootchie cootchie ♪

♪ Get on the phone
and do it with me ♪

♪ You got to shake it to the left ♪

Well, well, well.
Come in, come in.

I don't know what it is you're after,
but make no mistake,

you have come to absolutely
the right place to get it.

You can call me Ma,
I am the woman of this house,

and you I call...

Jones. Jones Dillon.

You listen to Ma, now,
'cause she speaks the truth.

There is nothing, absolutely nothing,
as important as a bed.



A happy bed makes for
a happy home, Mr. Jones.

If you take my meaning.


hmm, Jones.

I knew a man named Jones once. Yes,

Maybe he was your daddy.

I doubt it, ma'am.

Well, I wouldn't be
too sure, now.

He was a handsome devil,
just like you are.


I... I don't have one yet.
I'll get one.

Well, you be sure
and let Ma know

just as soon as you do.

Hi, Ma.

Oh, boys,
this is Mr. Jones.

Will you tell him when you all
can deliver him his furniture?

Be a week at least.

Be at least a week, maybe two.

Could be two.

That's ok. Fine.

We ain't askin'.

No one's askin' you nothin'.

Now you boys shut the hell up.

Talkin' to my customers
like that.

Now, get out!

Sorry, Ma.

Go on!


From my second husband.

Kid, you ain't twenty-one.

Twenty-two. Twenty-three in
December. You can see there.

My mother, she was deep
into all of it,

booze, pills,

everything she could get
her hands on.

I was born ten weeks premature.

By the time the doctors
discovered the bone disease,

it was too late
to treat properly.

I've been suffering
since before I was born.


You need anything else?

Pack of cigarettes.

Yeah, just be a second.
Anything else?

Pack of cigarettes.





Brad? Come on!


Think you can mess with me,
you little bastard, huh?

You think that?
Think you can?

Hi, Jane.
Hi, Brad.

Who's your friend?

Asshole tried to attack me.

Oh, bad boy.
Think I should shoot him?

No, I'll do it.

Well, well, well.

Caught yourself a deviant,
did you?

I live here, you lunatics!



Boy says he lives here, ma'am.

I'm in 2B. Upstairs.
I just moved in.

He's making it up.

Listen, hot stuff,
are you 2B, or not?

Yes, damn! I'm 2B!

Well, all-rightie, then.

I just got you wired up for the
great wide world and everything in it.

I saw the whole thing.

It was a mistake.

Don't be so sure.
Are you ok?


Come on.

This makes us neighbors,
I suppose.

I'm Lisa.

I'm Jones.


You can keep them if you want.

Call it a housewarming.

Thank you.

I... I'd ask you to stay.

And I'd ask you,
"where would I sit?"

You can sit here.

I think it's much too soon for that,
don't you?

Goodbye, Jones.


Hello, Blanche.
Guess who?

Oh, lovely.
My only begotten son.

Don't tell me they kicked
you out of school already.

I wasn't expecting this call
for at least a month.

Relax, Blanche.
You'll spill your drink.

I'm calling with good news.

I'm calling from
my very own phone.

From the comfort
of my very own apartment.

Your what?

Have you lost your mind, Jones?

If there's anyone in this world

who cannot take care
of himself, it is you.

Do you hear me?

No, you're right.

In fact, I've been
interviewing help all week.

I'm leaning towards this
beautiful young Asian girl.


Cantonese, I mean.

She's expert in ancient
massage techniques.

See there? I knew it.

All those prep schools turned you
into a little sex monster, didn't they?

Blanche, I called
to ask you something.

Oh, god, here we go.

I'm going to need a copy
of my birth certificate.

It's for the school.

Yeah, I bet.

Well, have the school
get in touch with me then.

I have a right, Blanche.

For Christ's sake!

Jones, couldn't we just
have a conversation

where you didn't dredge up all
the footnotes of your ancestry?

What if I called
your father a footnote?

Yeah, well, just don't call him an
overbearing, manipulative son of a bitch.

I'd hate for us to
agree on something, Jones.

I think my own father
would like to know where I am,

what I'm doing.

It's late. You probably
have school tomorrow.

Uh, Jones?

Don't you dare. Jones?

Well, son of a...


I have done something
to make you angry?

No, not you.

Yes, indeed, Mr. Jones.

A happy bed makes
for a happy home,

and Ma, here, is
going to show you

just how happy a home can be.

Well, my bed
hasn't been delivered yet.

Just you leave everything to me.

I'd have called first
if I had that number.

Yes, indeed, Mr. Jones.

Get comfortable,
Mr. Jones.


Mr. Jones,
you are a handsome devil.

Oh, my. Yes!



Look at how happy you are!

Just a minute,
Mr. Jones.

Here comes your bed now!

Treat me wild.


Oh, Mr. Jones.


just like your daddy was.




No, don't!

One, two.


Boy, there's something
you probably ought to know.

You got shit-wipe
sticking out of your fly.

Don't. Please!

One, two...


Put it down, fellas.
Nice and easy.

We can't very well do nothing,

bein' as we's frozen, and all.

Bad joke, daddy-o.

One more and I blow your little sister's
best friend right out of your trousers.

You think they treat all
of their customers that way?

No, you're just lucky.

Lucky you were there.

There, that's all of it.

Wow. If you hadn't shown up
like that, I don't know.

Let me get you a beer.

The looks on their faces.

Hi, Brad.

And who would've ever guessed

those guys could be so polite?

You go easy on him.


Easily the most exciting
thing I've ever seen in real life.





Look. Now you can stay.

You want a beer?

Oh, I'm gonna
have to take a rain check.

I have lines to learn.

You're an actress.

The female lead.


Besides, I still don't know
where I would sit.

Are you sure that's clean?

Your stalker has furniture.


You ok?

Yeah, sure. How are you?

Great couch.

Dear dad,

I'm settling into
apartment life just fine.

I know it was more your style
to move around a lot,

place to place,
but I think I'll stay right here for now.

And why not?

Seems like every time I turn around,
I make new friends.

She's been hit!

Let's get!

I'm comin', I'm comin'.

Come on!
Come on, baby!

♪ You dream of sailing ♪

♪ Into a sunrise ♪

♪ Bon voyage ♪

♪ I'm off to find ♪

♪ The girl with
the clouds in her eyes ♪

♪ Broken rainbow ♪

♪ Tied to the wings of the skies ♪

♪ Won't you show me ♪

♪ Where to find ♪

♪ The girl with the clouds
in her eyes ♪

No, no, darling,
they've waited long enough.

I've waited.

Oh, how I've waited for you.

Each day a lifetime,
centuries longer than the day before it.

And it would've been...

Would've been...

Almost bearable.

And it would've been
almost bearable

if, just once,
you'd written me a letter to tell me

that you were still alive,

and that your love for me
was still alive, too.

How could I have known you
lost both your arms in battle?

Damn you. Haven't I told you
never to speak of that? Never!

You foolish, proud man.

Don't you see it doesn't matter?

You can still touch me.

You've still a heart to love me.

Still lips to kiss me.

You can touch me without arms.

And I need you to,
darling, desperately.

Please, touch me.

Touch me now.

Touch me right now!

Blah, blah, blah.

God, it's awful.

Well, you're good.


I mean, not just
compared to you?

A glass, please?

Oh, well, I don't have any yet.


You know, I find it
awfully sad, really.

Well, I'm going to get some.

No, not that.

You know, a person
can pursue something.

A girl can go after her dream

and give it her energy,
labor, sweat, tears,

and this is where it gets her.

A two-room apartment and a
role in some moronic period play.

Things take time?

Things take time.

I suppose.

But I can't wait forever.

Can I ask you something?


You can ask me anything.

Who's the girl with the camera?

She's called Jane.

Well, she took
my picture, out here.

She didn't say a word,
just took my picture and disappeared.

It was weird.

She is weird.

You know what?
I'd be careful if I were you.

She took pictures of me once,
and now she hates me.

Hates you? Why?

I have no idea.

Except, I think she's maybe
slightly insane.



♪ Tick-tock, tick-tock,
tick-tock, tick-tock ♪

♪ I took some chances with my life ♪

♪ But they kept me locked
and beaten in the cold outside ♪

♪ And I call you on the telephone ♪

♪ All my bills are paid ♪

♪ But there's no dial tone ♪

♪ Then I hear what I've waited for ♪

♪ And it makes me smile again ♪

♪ I think about the ♪

♪ Times I couldn't take no more ♪

♪ But then I hear your voice again ♪

♪ Tick-tock, tick-tock ♪

♪ Tick-tock, tick-lock, tick ♪

Hey, this is Steve.
I'm not here right now...


♪ Times I couldn't stand no more ♪

♪ Then I start to
think of you again ♪

♪ Tick-tock, tick-tock,
tick-tock, tick-tock ♪

Hi. Uh, I'm Jones.

I'm your neighbor
from down the hall.

I think we're past that.


I noticed you take
pictures and I can't seem

to figure this out,
so I thought maybe you could...

I don't know much about
them. Is this one any good?

Yeah, it's fine.

Fine if you're going to
Disneyland with a wife and kids.


Well, I guess I'll have to plan
a trip then, and a wedding.

Here. Point and shoot.


Uh, how did that picture
come out... On the roof?

Not so hot.

What did you say
your name was again?


I'm Jane.


Bye, Jones.




Oh! Oh, my, no, no.
This calls for wine.

I have a terrific bottle
I've been saving.

You have a corkscrew, right?


Here, let me.
It's a sticky one.

And that's how it started.

She opened the wine
and started to pour,

and pour, and pour,
like words on a page.

Big words like "ambition,"
and "inspiration," and "passion."

Me? I didn't say much,
but she didn't mind.

She knew I was watching her.

I think she likes
to be looked at,

but I wanted
to do more than look.

After all, I couldn't type, could I,
if I didn't touch the keys?

And she was so close,
it should have been easy,

but somewhere, somehow,
I think I missed something.

You know what I mean?


You do?


You don't?

I don't know.

I'm sorry. It's late.

I'm drunk. I have to go.

Morning, partner.

Shouldn't I have handcuffs, too?

Sorry, partner.
I've only got one pair.

Don't you think
we should drink them first?

No. You'd never
hit 'em that way.

That's right.


Use your sight.
Line it up.

Now what are you gonna do?



What are you not going to do?



Whenever you're ready.

Perfect. You squeezed.

So what do you think of Lisa?


Yeah, upstairs Lisa.

How do you mean?

Well, you're seeing her,
aren't you?

Did she say something to you?


I just know.


It's an old house.

I know the creaks.
I know what goes on.

When she's in her bathroom,
brushing her teeth,

putting on just a bit
of eye make-up.

I hear her move
from her apartment to yours.

You let her in, she looks great.

She takes a seat on the couch,

makes herself comfortable.

You offer her
something to drink.

You excuse yourself
to the kitchen.

"Mineral water
or I have a light beer?"

"Mineral water, please.
In a glass if you don't mind?"

Mineral water?

Oh, come on.

It's not like
I'm snooping, really.

I just hear it.

There's a lot of
turnover upstairs.

And everybody leaves
a story behind.

Now, I can tell those stories,

but I don't.

And I won't tell yours,
either, Jones.

Together, this time.

Six on the left are mine,
right are yours.

I love what you're
doing with the place.


It's called acting.

Right. That, that...


That thing is a product of...

Product of...

♪ Oh, she took me for a ride again ♪

♪ Tried to steal my heart again ♪

♪ She always takes me by surprise ♪

♪ She hides behind ♪

♪ Those baby blue eyes ♪

♪ I thought I knew ♪

♪ How could you be so cruel? ♪

♪ It's always about you ♪

♪ I guess I'm just ♪

♪ A heartbroken fool ♪

Hello? Hello?

I can hear you breathing.


You listen to me,
you pathetic little bastard!

How did you know it was me?

You think you're cute,
don't you?

Oh, for Christ's sake, Jones!

You cook a meal for a man

just once...

And he thinks he can
call you on the phone.

What he thinks is that he's
got a god-given right to tell me

what to do, where to go,
and what time to be there.

Maybe he wants to
show you the world.

Istanbul, Mozambique.

What are you talking about?

You know what I'm
talking about! My father.

You said he'd been everywhere,
seen everything.

That he'd written it all down...
every sight, every sound...

So that when he met you
he could show you the world.

I never told you that.

He told me that.

I remember more
than you think I do.

You know, I'm getting
dressed, here, Jones.

What did you do, Blanche?

What did you do that was
so bad he left both of us?

You know,
if you gave school half the energy

you give this little
genealogy project,

I bet you they'd name
a building after you.

I am taking it seriously.

In fact, there's an instructor
here, right now.

Oh, instructor, hell.
What instructor?

It's art class.

We're doing nudes this week.


But she said I could sketch
some gin bottles for extra credit.

I'll send you one.

How I've waited for you.

Each day a lifetime,
centuries longer than the day before it.

And it would've been
almost bearable

if just once you'd
written me a letter

to tell me that you were alive.

And that your love for me was still alive,

Damn you!

I thought I told you
never to speak of that.


I know you got it,
you chicken shit!

You can still touch me.

You've still a heart to love me.

Still lips to kiss me. You
can touch me without arms.

I need you to, darling,

Please, touch me.

Touch me right now!

At least someone's
been rehearsing.

It was bad, wasn't it?

You can tell me.

You were good.

Can you say that again, please,
with just a little bit more feeling?

You were good.


Will you kiss me?


"Ok," because you want to,

or "ok," because I asked you to?

I want to.

Will you do it now, please?

Ok, I will, but...

Sorry. I'm not
very good at this.

Oh, but you will be.
You will be.

Let me tell you
the story of a girl

there was not another
like her in the world

I'm sure I won't be
the last to tell of her

I'm sure I ain't
the first guy in the world

to hear her tell a lie,
to see her start to cry

I know she's got
nothing on her mind

what are you waiting for?

Who could ever say


She'd be unkind

this isn't your
first time, is it?

Could be the way
she got her start

could be


Are you serious?


my god.
What do you think this is?

Nothing. I mean...

God, exactly. You know what?

You can't do this with me.

Not like this. I mean,

Jones, you're really sweet
and everything,

but, my god, how old
are you anyway?



My god, what am I doing?
You know what, Jones?

You need to fall in love first.



Love! Seventeen-year-olds
can fall in love.

By the time I was seventeen,

I'd already loved three or four boys.

Like, really truly loved them.

You're right.

Of course, I'm right.

Trust me on this, Jones.
You don't want to do this.

You're right.

You think you do, but...

What did you say?

I said, "you're right."

Right about what?

About this, about us.

I... I don't want to.
Like you said.


Ok, the show's over.

I'm through being an audience,

just looking on and listening.

I want someone
who's more than words.

Because if I've learned
anything so far, it's this:

Talk is cheap, partner.

So you say it's a party you want,

Hell, woman,
I'll show you a party.

What did I tell you about coming
down here and celebrating?

Damn it,
I've got dishes at home that need washing!

You've done crossed me
for the last time.

Speak up, damn it,
I'm talking to you!

Oh, dear god, help me.

It's Jones Dillon.

Coming to kill me.

Please, Dillon,
I wasn't gonna hurt her. Honest.

You'd best say goodbye to them buttons,
you no-arm son of a bitch.

Mr. Dillon.

You have a shave scheduled,
Mr. Dillon.

A shave.

And a bath?

That's me.

But Jones,

this animal said he was going

to roll me down main street!

Down main street,
right out of town, one kick at a time.


With spurs on, Jones!

I need a ride.

You didn't have to do this.

That's ok.

I've been meaning
to buy some records.

We don't sell records.

Oh. I thought you said
it was a record store.

It's just called a record store.

It's all CD's.


Well, I... I don't have
a record player anyway.

♪ She says, so I guess this is it ♪

♪ He said, I guess it is ♪

♪ She touched his hand once ♪

♪ And gave his head a kiss ♪

Look, I don't care if you
don't like the picture, ok?

What picture?

It's not going
to hurt my feelings,

but you could have at least
acknowledged the damn thing,

you know?

What picture?

The picture I gave you.

The picture
I slipped under your door!

I put it in an envelope and...

Look, there's no way
you didn't...

Oh, god damn it.
She likes you, right?


Who? The bitch that...

Just forget it,
forget it. I'm sorry.

He slowly gripped

are you coming in?

No. I don't have
a CD player, either.

Will you need a ride home?

No. I'll manage.

How about you?

Took a stool next to her

I'll ask the bartender

he said, I'm just gonna lie

ok, shut it off.

That's great.

How do you know
all of this stuff?

I learned it from rocky.

Who's rocky?

That motorcycle in my apartment?


That's rocky's.

He left that behind, the rogue.

He was my last.

He lived in your apartment
for a while,

but he spent
most of his time in mine.

Then he moved on.

That was three years ago.



It's been three years
since I had sex, Jones.


Did you say "whoa"?

Three years and you say, "whoa"?

Listen, you,

three years of celibacy
deserves more than "whoa."

"Whoa" doesn't come close.

Try seventeen.

What, years?

Well, the first twelve
were pretty easy.

But what about...

So you're a...


It's great.

It's really great.

It's the pain.

The pain?

That's why I like it,

because it's honest
and it's real

and it's nothing
you can fake or hide.

I don't know.

To me, it's like you're feeling
pain for the first time in your life.

And before this moment,

you didn't even know it existed.

I broke my arm once

when I was a kid.

How is it that someone
you've only just met,

that a person you hardly know,

can somehow know you?

Can take one look
at you and see more

in that instant than most
people will ever see?

I suppose there's only
one way to find out.

Hi, Jane.


Hi. Uh,

I was wondering if you would,

you know, if you'd like to

go out on...

You're a little
young for me, Jones.

Besides, I don't date.

Well, it wouldn't be a date.

I just don't know
many people here

and I thought, maybe we could...

Maybe you should get
a record player.

But we don't have to.

I don't do movies,

no dinners,

no picnics,

no walks.

How about you decide?

I hear you typing a lot.

What are you writing?

Letters, mostly.

Letters to who, your girlfriend?


There are several.

Is that right?

Get the fuck out of here!

Superfecta's the big one.
The first four horses in order...

A bitch to win,
but top-dollar pay.

Trifecta is the same deal,

but the first three horses in order.

Still's a bitch,
still good money.

Exacta bet is first
and second in order.

Quinella is the same,

but in any order.
So those are good.

Win, place, or show bets,

you can figure out for yourself.

Are you talking to me?

Yes, dummy. How do
you want to bet?

I have no idea.

How about you bet for me
and I'll get us some drinks?

Sure you will.

How did you do that?

A trick I learned
from my mother.

So what are we drinking to?

Close your eyes and point.

"New in town."

"New in town."


"New in town," run,
run, run! Baby, run!

♪ And you could hear a song ♪

♪ A song that doesn't need a sound ♪

Go, go, go!

Go, go!

Yes, yes!

Yes, come on, come on, come on!

♪ You've been lost and found ♪

♪ If you don't know what to do,
do it today ♪

♪ If you don't know what to say ♪

♪ Say it anyway ♪

"Little bee!"
"Little bee!"

Go on!

Go, go, go, go!

Little bee, run!

I used to go there
a lot with Steve.

And he always lost his ass.

I guess that's why I can
still stand it there.

This is the part where
you ask me who Steve is.

No, it isn't.

Fair enough.

Then I'll ask you something.


Jones Dillon.





No funny accent.

I grew up in the east, mostly.

Me, too.

Boarding schools
and summer camps.

What about your parents?

What parents?

How many orphans go
to boarding schools?


Who's Steve?

I thought you didn't
want to know.

He's your old boyfriend?

One of several.

Are you telling me
you're an orphan?

Not exactly.

How many is several?

Wouldn't you like to know?

I just want to know about one.

That's it.
Out of film.

That's it?

Why? You thought you
were getting somewhere?

So is there anything else
I should know about you?

I don't think so,




Spill it.

I'm a virgin.


All those girlfriends
and no action?

Well, I almost did once.

Really, when?


How recently?

Pretty recently.

I'm going to tell you something.

If you want to
hang out with her,

you don't hang out here, ok?

I'll hang out here.




I'm sorry.

I'm sorry about the kiss.

So what do you know
about Jane and Steve?

Can't do it. Sorry.

Can't do what?

Can't say.

It's one of those upstairs
stories, partner.


But you know?

Can't say.

But there's something
to know, right?

Is there?



She's at your door.


I didn't think you were home.

I... I'm not.

I wasn't, but I am now.

Now I am.

Want to go for a ride?

In a half an hour?

Blanche is in Texas.


Blanche, my mother.

You asked me about my parents.

She lives alone,

drinks, dates mostly men
from the country club.

She ran my father
off when I was three...

Or four. Her story
always changes.


This is the part where
you tell me about Steve.

Is that right?

I used to work in
this shitty little bar.

Steve came with his band,

like, they were playing a
stadium show, or something.

And for the next three nights

he sang every song for me.

I'd never met anybody like him.

He said all of the right things.

He did all the right things.

Everything was so right.

Then he fucked it all up.

Me especially.

You seem ok to me.

I used to be better than ok.

Oh, shit! Fuck!

Dr. Martin, cardiology.

"New in town."

How are you?

How do I look?

You look great.

How's your arm?

Oh, I'll pull through, I think.

Thank god.

I'm miserable, Jones.

That must hurt pretty bad.

No. I'm so bored.

Right. Maybe you should
get a record player.

Shut up.

You know what I want?

I want you to write me a letter.

A letter?

Yeah, like the ones you
write to your girlfriends.

But just a letter letter,
not a love letter.

I don't have any girlfriends.

I write them to someone else.

Well, I am someone else.

Write one to me.

No. I mean,

I don't send them.

Uh, it's complicated.

Jones, I'm in the hospital
for Christ's sake.

I think I deserve
at least a letter.

I knew it. I knew it.

I knew that something like this

was gonna happen to you.

No, Blanche, really, I'm fine.

I'm going to pull through.

You see, Jones,
this is what happens.

I tell you things
and you don't listen to me.

You don't ever listen
to me, do you?

Well, you don't ever tell me

what I want to hear, do you?

Don't you start.

This is about you, Jones.

This is about reality.

Listen, I'm gonna
have to hang up now,

I've got breakfast coming.

There's a place
here that delivers

bagels and belly dancers.

It's fantastic.

Are you drunk, Jones?

What are you talking
about, belly dancers?

Oh, here she is.


You can set that down anywhere.

I'm gonna sing
a love song for you, baby.

How did he find out?

I called him.

You were bored and miserable,
so you called him.


I missed him and I
wanted to call him,

so I did.

Didn't he fuck you up,
or something?

What's your problem, Jones?

I thought we were friends.

He came 2,000 miles, Jones.

She can't help herself, Jones.

It's a biological weakness

for the black leather/
guitar-player type.

I've experienced
bouts of it myself.

It's powerful stuff.

Well, it's... it's good, really.

I'm happy for her.

She seems happy, too.
She's good.

It's great.

Grab your hammer, partner.

Hi, Jones.

Hi, Lisa.

Did you see Jane's car?

What happened to your arm?


You were with her.

Well, I'm glad you're ok.

What about Jane?

She's ok.

I'm glad.

You know when something
like this happens,

it kind of makes me wonder

if I should tell her I'm sorry.

Well, it was the deer's fault,

Is that for me?

I write them to my father.

I don't send them

because I don't know
his address.

Because I don't know
if he's alive or dead

or anything else.


Only you.


Say it.

Only me.


I'll be leaving soon.

I know.

I don't mean just
from the hospital.

I know.

Hey, guy.

Hey, Steve.

Ah, the, uh, famous copilot.

Jones, right?


Yeah. How's the arm?

You fucked her, didn't you?



Oh, yeah.


But it was nothing.



Jane took these pictures
of her. You know,

sexy stuff,

where she was wrapped
in these scarves, and, uh,

I wanted to find out
what was under there.

But, uh,

it was nothin'.

And I mean, Jane
took it pretty hard.

I mean, Jane takes
everything pretty hard.

What am I telling you for?

You don't even
have a CD player.

Dear dad,

you'll be glad to
know I'm recovering

from the accident,

and that girl I told you about,

she's as good as new.

What I can't figure out is

how could I have been so stupid?


You're listed.

That Brad person downstairs.

He told me which
apartment, so...

That Brad person?

Yeah. You know,
he made a pass at me.

Wouldn't you know it?

You look nice, Blanche.


Then ask me to sit down.

Well, thank you,
Mr. Sophisticated.


I got a motorcycle.

Well, isn't that nice.

Maybe I should throw
myself off this roof,

save the trouble
of having to bury you.

I don't think the fall
would kill you,

but you could try it.

Tell me about this Jane person.

Skip the part about her
being a lousy driver though.

I don't know.

She's a lot like you, actually.

That's exactly what happens.

Boys always chase after girls

that remind them
of their mothers.

She drinks,
she's rude, she's loud.

Yeah, ok. Shut up,
will you?

Is she pretty?

She's beautiful.

What about you, Blanche?

Are you making anyone
miserable on a regular basis?

Well, if that's you're cute way

of asking if I'm in
love with anybody,

the answer is no.

Come on, Blanche.

Well, sure, there might be times

when I'm sweet on a man.

I like to feel good

as much as the next girl.

But don't confuse feeling good

with being in love, Jones.

Now those two roads,

they rarely cross.

Rarely or never?

Why are you still
dragging around

that beat-up trunk?

That's all I have,

that and this typewriter.

Well, why don't you see

if you've got a blanket
in there for me?

I guess it's getting late.

We'll talk tomorrow.



♪ Lately there's
been a change in me ♪

♪ And I'm not sure
if I can handle it ♪

♪ But every day
has a different way ♪

♪ To tear me apart ♪

♪ Just a little bit ♪

♪ It's seems I've been taking
the long way down ♪

♪ To a place I really
didn't wanna go ♪

♪ I can't explain why
you pick my brain ♪

♪ Just to tell me
what I already know ♪

♪ It was a lonely mixed-up tragedy ♪

♪ But it's something that
I just can't seem to release ♪

♪ Not what I wanted ♪

♪ Not what I need ♪

♪ Not what I wanted ♪

♪ Not what I need ♪

♪ Deep inside where I used to hide ♪

♪ There's a place
in need of a miracle ♪

♪ And people claim that
they'll stay the same ♪

♪ But they never have
and they never will ♪

♪ Well, it's a lonely
mixed up memory ♪

♪ And it leaves me here ♪

♪ With nothing more to believe ♪

♪ Not what I wanted ♪

♪ Not what I need ♪

♪ Not what I wanted ♪

♪ I still want it ♪

♪ Not what I wanted ♪

♪ Not what I need ♪

Jones, watch the road!

It's beautiful.

You guys are unbelievable.

Well, all I did was beat on it.

How would you like to drive it?

Around the block
or 2,000 miles one way?


I'll do it.

Why would you do it?

We're friends, right?

Yeah, we're friends.

Poor guy, he's crying.

Crying, wow.

I'll only be gone
for a couple of days.

Shut up, Jones, and drive.


"I'm sorry, Jones.
I don't have any answers.

"Not many, anyway.

"And probably none that
would make you very happy.

"No one ever looked at me
the way your father did.

He didn't see a pretty girl
with a rich daddy."

He saw someone
with hopes and dreams

of her own,

and I would have
followed him anywhere.

Well, we only got as far as

a little cabin in a motor court.

I made eggs and toast
in the kitchen,

and we laughed, made love,
and drank whiskey.

And I wasn't more
than fifty miles from home,

but it felt like 5,000.

And those two little rooms,

they felt like
the whole wide world to me.

But for him,

I think it was just another dot

on another map.

I'm sorry, Jones.

I know I told you
a lot of pretty things

about your father,

things I wanted to believe, too,

but the truth is

you never met your daddy.

One day he went out
for cigarettes

and he never came back.

These letters of yours
are hilarious.

I wish you'd let me
show this one to Steve,

where I'm tied up in the trunk
and you come to my rescue.

I know what he did.

What who did?


I know what he did.



Are you trying to get me drunk?

I tried to pretend
it didn't happen,

that I didn't know,

that I couldn't see it
in his face.

But why?

Why pretend?

Because I didn't want to go back

to the way it was before.

With Steve,
there's no yesterday,

no tomorrow, just now.

Always and forever, now.

For the first time in my life,

I knew what it felt like
to be free.

Let me try.

I could do it, Jane.
I could rescue you.

You are so nice.

I could fuck Lisa if nice
is a problem for you.

We're too much alike.

I could see it
in the photos I took.

I can see it now.

Are you afraid of the dark?

I thought you'd want it.

You can switch it off.


this is not happening.

Say it.

This is not happening.

♪ It's snowing on the West Side ♪

♪ Let me take you for a ride ♪

♪ It's snowing on the West Side ♪

♪ I'll be Bonnie
and you'll be Clyde ♪

♪ See if we ♪

♪ Can get ourselves killed ♪

♪ Before we die, oh, yeah ♪

♪ Drive like bandits
on the Queensway ♪

♪ We'll hold hands
like in the movies ♪

♪ I'll say ♪

♪ Oh, Clyde you drive me crazy ♪

♪ You'll just capture me
like it was ♪

♪ Armed robbery ♪

You know,

I've been some places.

Texas, Delaware,

three schools in New Hampshire,


not everywhere,
so maybe I'm wrong.

But I think you're probably the
most beautiful woman in the world.

What did you say?


You said something.

I said, we're here.

Hey, guy!

I can't believe this piece
of crap actually made it.

You can't do this.


What's that?

That stays.

Oh, right,

the top secret funny stuff.
What was I thinking?

Last night did happen.

Please, Jones.

What happened last night?


Nothing happened last night.

Yes, it did,
and it wasn't nothing.

It was something.

Stop it.

Is this something
I should know about?


It is.

In your dreams, kid.

What are you doing, Jones?

Steve, stop it!

Stop it!

Get in the car, Jones.
I want to talk to you.

Why did you do that?

Jane, what are you doing?

Come on, open up!

You're better than this, Jane.

You're better than ok.

Come on, open the goddamn car!

Give me a minute.

Give me a minute!

Last night was now, wasn't it?

There was no yesterday,
no tomorrow,

and it still is now.

It's not too late.

Jones, it is tomorrow.

I'm here.
I... I cannot go back.


Does it hurt?

I want you to take the car.

I don't want the car.

Take it anyways.

You fixed her.
You put her back together.

Close your eyes

Maggie Cassidy

and take your leave of me

oh, shit!
Somebody called the cops!

Let's get the hell out of here.

Let's go, man!

That I thought I'd be

piece of shit car!

Let's go.
Let's go!



It was me, wasn't it, Blanche?


All of these years,
I blamed you.

I thought it was your fault,

but it was me, always me.

Jones, where are you?

Why didn't you tell me
the truth about why he left?

That he left
because you got pregnant?

Because, uh...

Oh, honey.

Because I didn't want you
to feel the way I did.

I thought I could at least
do that for you.

So you could send
me away to school

and every summer.

No, that was
your granddaddy's doing.

He said that I'd...

I'd never make for
any kind of a mother

and I should just
take care of it.

You were my chance, Jones.

That he might come back.

I was your chance
that he'd come back.

No. I knew
he wasn't coming back.

You can't stop
some people, Jones.

They come into your life
destined to leave it.

You can wrap your
arms tight around them,

but the best
that you can hope to do

is just slow 'em down a little,

because there's
no holding on tight enough.

But you were mine.

You were my chance
and I blew it.



You didn't blow it, Blanche.


Guess what?

You're moving out.

Guess why I'm moving out.

You got a part.


It's a musical revue
on a cruise ship,

so my stuff is
going into storage,

and I'm going to sea!

What happened to your eye?

Oh, it's nothing.
Congratulations, Lisa.

I left you something.

It's gonna be
worth something someday.

You want me
to autograph it for you?

I'll just hold onto it.

♪ There was once a kid ♪

♪ Who had no hope inside his mind ♪

♪ People putting him down
'cause he had a big appe... ♪

♪ Had a big appetite ♪

♪ Day after day it's all the same ♪

♪ Protecting himself
from guilt and shame ♪


Where you been?

Here, hit this, man.
Check it out.


Hey, what the fuck?


What're... what're you doing?

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

No talk, no rock,
no rap, no crap.

Nothing but today's
best country,

twenty-four hours a day.

Hey, you!

Wait a minute, I know you.

What'd I tell you, kid?

Huh, what'd I tell you?

I think you dropped this.

Oh, my god.

Shit! Shit!
This is a new shirt!

This is a new shirt.

Shit. Shit.


Don't ever change that hair, ok?

♪ Why don't you ride my train? ♪

♪ Why don't you ride my train? ♪

♪ Why don't you ride my train? ♪

♪ Why don't you ride my train? ♪

♪ Why don't you ride my train? ♪

What the hell
did you do to my car?

Sorry about that.


What happened to your motorbike?

She just quit on me.

Nothing lasts forever.


Do you still think I'm the most
beautiful woman in the world?

Shut up and drive.

♪ I'm getting along
with the earth residency ♪

♪ Even with this cold,
intolerant, black tendency ♪

♪ I'll play a tender,
rockin' fellow ♪

♪ But I'm up for staying mellow ♪

♪ Even way down here,
they say there's highs and lows ♪

♪ Still squares chanting jingles ♪

♪ Saying they got all
I need and have to know ♪

♪ Melt it down, it's quite simple ♪

♪ Comin' in ready to swing ♪

♪ Comin' in ready to sway ♪

♪ Band rocks steady,
fresh and ready ♪

♪ Look out, I'm comin' your way ♪

♪ Comin' in and ready to do ♪

♪ Comin' in ready to move ♪

♪ This little light of mine,
gonna make it shine ♪

♪ Look out, I'm comin' to you ♪

♪ This character's eyes are
dripping with great accuracy ♪

♪ Co-stars are laying it on
in gold currency ♪

♪ Got children
waiting for a nurse's touch ♪

♪ Bringin' out sportin'
young to love so much ♪

♪ I never drift,
I'm always to the sweet spot ♪

♪ Let your fingers dunk
in her honeypot ♪

♪ And those doctors
that couldn't hold a crowd ♪

♪ Hollywood, money,
and favors so loud ♪

♪ Comin' in ready to swing ♪

♪ Comin' in ready to sway ♪

♪ Band rocks steady,
fresh and ready ♪

♪ Look out, I'm coming your way ♪

♪ Comin' in and ready to do ♪

♪ Comin' in ready to move ♪

♪ This little light of mine,
gonna make it shine ♪

♪ Look out, I'm comin' to you ♪

♪ Now it's coming back ♪

♪ And it feels so good ♪

♪ Just hold out your hand ♪

♪ And it's understood ♪

♪ Like a shinin' star ♪

♪ Feel whatever you are ♪

♪ Like a shinin' star ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ If you want a medal ♪

♪ I'll tell you what to do ♪

♪ Just get your pad and pencil ♪

♪ And put it in your book ♪

♪ Hold on, man ♪

♪ Comin' in ready to swing ♪

♪ Comin' in ready to sway ♪

♪ Band rocks steady,
fresh and ready ♪

♪ Look out, I'm coming your way ♪

♪ Comin' in ready to do ♪

♪ Comin' in ready to move ♪

♪ This little light of mine,
gonna make it shine ♪

♪ Look out, I'm coming to you ♪

♪ Move aside ♪

♪ You thought that you were lost ♪

♪ Move aside ♪

♪ You thought that you were lost ♪

♪ Move aside ♪

♪ Move aside ♪

♪ Move aside ♪

♪ Move aside ♪

♪ You thought that you were lost ♪

♪ Move aside ♪