White Night (2017) - full transcript

Fuck.

Good day and good evening
to you all as we begin

this occasion that
is Nuit Blanche.

As you prepare for this night

in your hotel rooms
and motel rooms,

in your homes and
your offices we ask--

One sec.

What is it
that you have come to find?

Is it a love that eludes you?

A sense of self in your time?

Howdy howdy.



Good to see you.
Yeah.

Let me just get my
jacket then we'll go, yeah.

This night carries a warning.

There's a weight to
it, a ball and a chain.

It is not to be taken lightly.

Hey, I told you
I can't make it.

I can't, I gotta work.

Look, Peterson asked
me to stay personally.

No I can't, I'm sorry.

Have a good weekend.

And as you
go off into the night

be sure to keep this in mind.

The journey is not
about the destination.

Hi, how's it going
can I help you?



What's your name?

I'm sorry I don't
have a Melanie Boudreau.

Boudreau, Melanie.
Boudreau.

Yes I'm sorry, we're very busy.

I don't have your name.

Sorry it's pointless we're full.

I can't help you.

It is instead about the
moments, the discoveries,

it is about the truths
we unsurface when

For you, the few true believers.

For you tormented souls
who do not sit content

beware of what you might find.

All right guys let's
stick to the parks

and the inner core.

The streets are gonna
be crazy tonight

and it's supposed to
drop below freezing

so always stick with a buddy

and keep each other in
eyesight, let's do it.

Two, three, four!

Now I'm cheap and you
were sold and I am sick

And you were old, I play
the fool, drown in gold

Time is money, so I'm told,
look I've come undone again

Darling I can't be your
friend, you were lost

I'll win it on my own

Oh roll your stone

Deep into the night your stone

You're blocking out
the light, your stone

But can you sleep alone

And now you're
old and not right,

It's not gonna go, your stone

Deep into the night your stone

Blocking out the
light your stone

Can you sleep alone
and are you holding on

Or are you just
starting to go, your stone

Your stone

Your stone

So even though
my hands may shake

I know the myth
is mine to make

'Cause all of you
just take and take

And bend my back
until you break my bones

Oh roll your stone

Hey man sorry.

Just give me, just this.

Debit.

All right.

Here you go.

So it's bottom of the ninth.

We're down by two,
bases are loaded

and of course Greg
Wayland pops over nothing,

played the right field
for a second out.

And of course you're up next.

So the crowd roars as
I step up to the plate.

There must've
been 2-3000 of them

this was no normal game,

this was offset,
almost national.

So I watched that first
pitch coming for a strike

and then I waited it out as
he was beginning to count.

I could see it in his eyes,

he's throwing one
right down the middle,

so he throws it and I take
a full swing and crack it.

Deep right field, I
mean this is going.

The crowds on their feet,
you know will it make it?

It's going, it's going.

And Rory McCartney
snags the ball

at the wall ending the game.

What?

No the ball sails into
the bleachers, we win,

I become a legend in our school.

I get so much pussy
it's not even funny.

Fuck off I'm not some bar slut

you can pass your
bullshit stories onto.

I was there, I saw
Rory grab that ball

and I blew him under the
bleachers after the game.

Northern boys always
have bigger cocks.

Whatever.

Plus you didn't get laid

'til grade 12 by
Lindsay Galespie.

Oh yeah.

I was kind of jealous.

What, you were never into me.

Girl can have a crush.

Maybe I was looking for
you after that game.

Really?

No, you couldn't
handle me back then.

Can't handle me now.

Camera, check.

24 to 105 millimeter
zoom lens and check.

50 mil primer to make everything

look blurry and pretty, check.

Foldable raincoat for
the inevitable rain.

Pack of beef jerky, Red
Bull, check, check, check.

Three caps of shrooms.

Mm.

Don't pussy out on me now.

They don't know,
they don't know shit.

You're a fucking Beretta and
they believe every fucking word

because you're super cool.

And note to self
re-watch Reservoir Dogs

because it's super cool.

So it begins.

Batman Begins.

I'm Batman.

Stop what you are doing.

You shouldn't be drinking that.

Jesus kid you startled me.

You know nearly 100,000
North Americans die

each year from
alcohol consumption?

No that can't be true.

Not to mention the

who experience
alcohol use disorders.

Oh no I'm just a casual
drinker, I don't really--

Less common side effects
from prolonged abuse

include anemia, dementia,

cirrhosis of the
liver and impotence.

You're like a walking
PSA, where are your parents?

I lost them about an hour ago.

What, there's like
a billion people here,

they're probably freaking out.

Yeah.

No no, we gotta find them.

You don't know how stressful
it is to be a parent.

And you have kids?

Well no but that's
not the point.

Look we gotta find them.

Dylan?
Dylan?

Hey.

Is this your kid?
Dylan!

God.

Where have you been?

We were
worried sick about you.

Oh.

Thank you very much.

Oh, no of course it happens.

Thank you.
There's so many people here.

You're our hero,
you rescued our baby.

No problem, I'm glad
everything's okay.

Oh, thank the man.

Thanks man.
Thank you.

No problem, take care guys.

Oh, oh hey you forgot your mask.

Hero.

Hey Mom.

I'm at my thing.

Yeah, I told you about
this for Nuit Blanche.

Yes, yeah I was
selected for the event.

Yes officially.

It's going.

You guys gonna make it?

Yeah, okay well it would
mean a lot if you and Dad.

No I know.

I know he's busy, just
it would mean a lot.

Okay, all right, well hopefully
I'll see you guys later.

Okay, bye.

Sorry, no French.

Oui, a little.

Again?

Sorry I don't think you're
gonna find one tonight.

If you're gonna spend
the night wandering Toronto

at least you picked
the right one.

Enjoy the art.

Oh my god this festival
is so mainstream.

Yeah you're so right.

Do you want a sip of
my organic soy macho

herbal organic tea it's organic.

Oh my god I thought you'd never
ask, can I have all of that?

Mah, Ozington, mah, pizza
Lauretto, mah, faux, ramen,

Dundas West, streetcar
transfer, mah.

Hey, I got a present for you.

What?

Merry Christmas.

You stole this?

What can I say,
I thrive on danger.

I'd say you have pretty
mediocre taste for danger.

You remember how we met?

Y'mean when you baited me
out for shoplifting at Zellers?

I didn't bait you out.

You might as well
have, I'm shoving a shirt

in my purse, I look over
and you're staring at me.

And the security guard's
staring at me staring at you.

Bait out.

I apologize for that,
and he chased me too,

he thought I was in on it.

We had to hide in Bulk
Brand until we lost him.

I bought you Hot
Lips to apologize.

That was cute.

That's not how we met.

What?

We had civics
together, Ms Hawthorne.

Fuck off, I didn't know
that, why didn't you tell me?

I could tell that you
didn't recognize me,

and I don't know, guess I
was kind of shy back then.

You were, had to
do a lot of work

to get you out of your shell.

Look at me now.

Work in progress.

Oh aren't you just
so goddamn funny.

Thank you very much, yes I am.

I remember you
gave this speech

on the disassociation of
kids with their parents.

You remember that?

I remember thinking
in that Zellers,

how is the girl that
wrote that speech,

stealing a crop top in
front of me right now.

Fuck, can't believe
you remember that.

Ah it's funny the things that
just sort of stick with you.

What in God's name?

Cardboard boxes;
this is embarrassing.

Yeah; oh, unless.

Maybe cardboard is
an allegory for how

shitty this installation is.

Maybe it represents
the inner suffering

of anyone who looks at it.

Like the feeling you get
right before you vomit.

Like when you know
you're not gonna make it.

But it's coming and there's
nothing you can do about it?

Yeah.

I got it, maybe these are
the boxes that they ship

the real art in.

I love how much of
a bitch you can be.

What are you ah,
what you making?

What is that?

Uh, it's, if you took, me
and bought it to the outside

and brought it all to.

It's kind of tough to explain.

Looks like a bunch of boxes.

It's more than just boxes.

That's why I asked;
the boxes are sweet,

I didn't mean it like
that, the boxes are dope,

I feel like the boxes mean--

Look it's fine,
seriously, it's fine,

it's literally no different
than what everybody else

has been saying, so.

What has everybody
else been saying?

Let's just say people's
vocabularies don't really

extend too far
past the word shit.

Oh my God, okay
does that bother you?

Yeah.
Why?

Do I know you?

I don't know man, it's just.

You put yourself out there
and you work really hard,

it's really disheartening
having someone

sum up your work in one
monosyllabic expletive.

Isn't that what being
an artist is all about?

No, I think that's what
people have turned it into.

Excuse me.

And then what happened?

And then I told that
pussy ass bitch that

if he so much as
looked at me again,

I'd knock his ass
back to last Tuesday.

Yeah yeah yeah then I
spent the rest of the day

at the mall, you know,
picking up chicks.

Yeah but weren't you in
Hebrew school on Saturday.

Shut up Kyle.

You shouldn't
be drinking that.

Oh my God.

Or loitering.

Shit man, you know, shouldn't
be sneaking up on people.

Is that a mask?

Yeah, it's, well it's
not important what it is.

What's important is that you
shouldn't be drinking that.

Did you know that nearly
100,000 people die, oh shit.

Every year from alcohol
and prolonged use

can cause problems of the
stomach and liver and impotence.

Too much information buddy.

You really think
that we're gonna take

life advice from a
random dude in a mask

who can't get it up?

How old are you guys
anyways, let me see some ID.

Woah are you a cop?

No, I'm a lawyer,
well sort of, I was.

I got fired today.

That sucks man.

Yeah, that sucks man.

Nah, it's okay, I
wasn't the kind of

lawyer I wanted to be,
I wasn't helping people.

I don't know
about the mask, but.

The world would
be a better place

if more people gave a shit.

Yeah man, go out there
and make a difference.

Thanks guys, I will,
starting with this.

Dude.

For your own good!

Come on!

Did that really just happen.

Stay in school!

See I think this
showcases like the emotional

maturity of the artist.

I see balls.

Pain, I feel pain, suffering,
suffering suffering.

Suffering and pain.

See I think it's about
hope in the face of pain.

For sure.

This one I think the
artist is trying to show

how traditional imagery
and symbols don't convey

meaning in today's world.

I mean balls, I totally see
balls, do you see balls?

Balls.

See this I understand.

Alright, well fuck 'em.

Like, like fuck 'em yo.

Eh, eh, fuck 'em,
no honestly, look.

Next time someone
criticizes your work,

you walk right up to
them, you press your nose

against their nose, you look
'em straight in the eye,

and you say fuck you, uh!

Seriously?

Or don't, whatever, I don't
care, that's what I'm saying.

Andy Warhol would not
have put up with this,

especially from a bunch
of hipster mouth-breathers

that couldn't think up
a better word than shit.

Although I feel like
maybe he would've loved

the simplicity and
frankness of that.

I don't know, I
failed art history,

I'm sorry I couldn't
be a better son, Dad!

I will say this, I
read the description

of your installation, Me
as I see it, in boxes.

Okay?

It's simple and
cool and unpretentious

and it caught my attention.

Okay, well have a good night.

Okay look, maybe it's
just the shrooms talking,

but there's beauty in this,
it's real and so are you.

And I'm really sad you
couldn't tell me more about it.

You're weird.

You're beautiful.

Can I have one?

No.
Okay.

Breathtaking isn't it?

Jeff.

Melanie.

Ah, it's a beautiful
accent, you from France?

Chaunigan.

Chaunigan, sweet.

I really don't
speak much French.

English?

No, sorry.

Cool, you two
look happy, happy.

Yeah I know what that one
actually means, you miss her?

Wait wait wait can I
see that photo again?

I think I've seen that
photo on an installation.

No no I swear, it was.

I think it was actually closer
down to City Hall there.

I can take you
there, if you want?

Come, come come come, come.

Come, I'll take you if you want.

You know this night, it
just is so unpredictable.

It's like it's about
adventures and new beginnings.

Wait, woah, sorry, no I swear
I just saw your mother's

exhibit, I'm being
sincere I'm a good guy.

Where are you going?

So what
do you want to do?

I don't know, walk around
and make fun of shit.

You're so jaded; come
on, I mean some of these

exhibits look pretty cool.

Sure.

What, what's up with you.

I don't know, I'm bored,
I want to do something.

We are doing something.

No like something
awesome, I want to get

in trouble, I want to
fuck shit up, I want

to grab the world by its balls
and shove them in its mouth.

That's oddly graphic.

Do you remember that
time we broke into

the condo being built and
climbed to the rooftop.

And you yelled
at a security guard

who chased us and I fell
and almost broke my ankle?

Or the time we went
skinny dipping and you

literally broke your
ankle hopping the fence?

Sensing a pattern here.

Let's go skinny dipping.

Okay.

Gather up everyone we
see until we literally

have hundreds of people,
we'll descend upon the

Dunbath pool like a
flock of naked seagulls.

It'll be like our own
installation, completely

spontaneous, the way
real art should be.

I'm in.

It's too cold for
skinny dipping, isn't it?

Way too cold, it's
practically winter.

I'm the one who is
scared of the situation

If I'm alone
please don't stare

I'm the one who
gives in to avoidance

I don't need your friends

My heart and thoughts
scream argue and chide

Complain of the differences

Initial thoughts, don't
think, just speak, go.

Okay, it's pretty
psychedelic, and

really immersive and cool,
something really inviting

about it, I don't
know, sometimes I think

art can be a little exclusive
and there's something

very inclusive about this.

What do you think of it?

Sorry?

How does it make you feel?

I hadn't really thought about
it or looked at it per se.

Okay well put the camera
down, turn to face it

and really take it in.

Huh, it's beautiful.

Am I right?

I can feel it,
it's like the colors

are reaching out
and pulling me in,

connecting everything around it.

See, now I'm sorry but
you would not have had

that experience if you had
watched it back tomorrow.

Am I right, it's like live music

or historic sites, some
things are just meant

to be experienced in person.

Can you say that again,
but this time louder,

and articulate with more
passion, here we go.

And, action!

No, you're just going
to have to remember it

for yourself, I mean
come on, this night.

We're surrounded by
an amazing amount

of original art that might
never be seen again, so.

Connect with it; isn't that
what this night's about?

Stop, criminal!

Fuck, fuck!

Dude what are you doing?

I'm stopping you from
committing a crime.

No the mask, what's
up with the mask?

I don't know, it's
my secret identity.

Sounding really lame, man.

It's not lame, it's heroic.

You having a mental
breakdown or something?

Why do people
keep saying that?

Whatever man,
it's not worth it.

Hope you find the help you need.

Jimmy Rathburne?

Yep.

Luke Chan?

Yep.

Bobby Latan?

No.

Alright yeah.

Jason Morganson.

Oh, yeah.

Oh no I don't think
I want that anymore.

Come on; alright,
fine, your loss.

Hypocrite.

Oh I'm a hypocrite
because I didn't sleep

with our entire
graduating class?

I was young, you're telling me

you wouldn't have done the
same if this was reversed?

Not Bobby Latan.

Come on, seriously,
if every girl in school

is throwing herself
at you, I dare you

to say you wouldn't
have made a pass.

Yeah but that's different.

Why?
Because.

Because why?

Because it is, because
there's a difference.

I'm digging myself a hole here.

Yeah, you are.

You're a misogynistic asshole.

Easy there Amelia Earhart.

That right there, that
was so misogynistic.

I don't know I guess I just,

I think that it's different
for girls and guys.

Okay but your slutty phase
in college, that was fine?

Fine, that was awesome.

Right so a couple
years after high school

when you finally learned
how to talk to girls,

you were right where I was.

So forgive me if I'm
just a little more mature

than you and used
that to my advantage

to sleep around with anybody
who'd pay attention to me.

Forgive me if that's who I was?

If you could go back
would you change anything?

Yeah; you?

Everything.

Sorry I inferred
you were a slut.

I'm sorry you tried so
hard to be a slut and failed.

Friends again?

Yeah.

Friends again; coming?

Excuse me sir, you look
cold, can I give you a blanket?

Back off, I fought for
this space, my right,

you got no right
to take it away.

I only want to
give you a blanket.

Ah, I don't need
your pity, your pity,

I fuck your pity.

Listen to me it's going
below freezing tonight.

You need to think about it--

You need to think about
it, I fought for this.

Leave me, they all left me,
get the fuck away from me--

Hey, hey; look at me.

You've been hurt, I can
see that, but I'm not here

to hurt you, okay, I'm not
here to change you or fix

you, I'm here because
it's cold and I'm worried

that if you don't take this
blanket, you might die.

And I don't want you to die.

Why?

Because no one deserves
to die alone in the cold.

I have a shelter--

Fuck shelters.

I know a lot of them
are dirty and dangerous,

trust me, I know, mine is safe.

This has the address,
and my name is Stacey.

You can tell them that Stacey
sent you by the shelter.

Now I don't need you to
go to the shelter, okay,

but I do need you to
take this blanket.

We're halfway through;
for some, the night

begins to wind down.

For others, for the
brave, it has just begun.

In the valley

Underneath the town

You will find me

Wilting in my
pit of golden hours

Waiting for the
sun to trickle down

I wait for summer

Drops from the wicker
tree down, down down

This too will stray, stray

Do not let them
tell me all I know

Do not let them
tell me all I know

Do not let them
tell me all I know

Do not let them
tell me all I know

Do not let them pull
me down to the deep below

Down to the deep below

When you look up and
it's not like a week ago

Not like a week ago

Do not let them pull
me down to the deep below

Down to the deep below

When you wake up with
those gray gray ghosts

Set my bed on fire today

Whiskey makes the trouble fade

Weightless as you walk away

No curtains but
the window stays

Do not let them pull
me down to the deep below

Down to the deep below

Do not let them pull
me down to the deep below

Down to the deep below

Do not let them pull
me down to the deep below

Down to the deep below

Do not let them
tell me all I know

Do not let them pull
me down to the deep below

Down to the deep below

When you look up and
it's not like a week ago

Not like a week ago

Do not let them pull
me down to the deep below

Down to the deep below

When you wake up with
those gray gray ghosts

Branches from the willow round

I'm only certain of my doubt

My many hearts are calling out

And every one is
filled with sound

And dust is what
will build the town

And dust will always be crown

Do not let them
tell me all I know

Do not let them
tell me all I know

Did you ever think
you'd live to be this old?

No, though I think I
always felt this old.

Yeah you did,
you had no problem

letting people know, either.

Hey do you remember
when we were in grade 10

you and me had a pact
that if we weren't married

by 27 we'd do it, get married?

What?

I don't remember
that at all, really?

Yep.

You actually
agreed to marry me?

Yep, well that
was before I knew

what a douchebag you'd become.

Man that was last year.

We missed our chance.

God can you imagine how
old that must have seemed

to us, 27 like the idea
that at 27 your life

was basically over so you
might as well settle down.

Yeah it's like that
moment where you realize

that some of your teachers
were in their 20s.

And they seemed ancient.

Ancient, like in grade
nine I had this smoking

hot Spanish teacher, she
must've been 21; miss Julie.

God, my 20s were a blur,
it's just getting blurrier.

Do you think my life is over?

What, no way!

We're in our prime, I
mean this is the best

age you can possibly be,
we've still got our looks

but we're
distinguished, worldly.

We've got an appreciation
for the finer things,

yet we can still fuck
shit up if we want to.

We do still fuck shit up.

Don't get me wrong,
30's gonna suck.

Oh fuck 30's
gonna be the worst.

I'm gonna be so old.

Well at least we'll
be old together.

I apologize for being a year
late, but Violet Rebecca

Spalding, who I have known
since the ninth grade

and who sat beside me in
science class and who claims

to have beaten me
at an arm wrestle

although she didn't actually
beat me at an arm wrestle.

Will you marry me?

Tell you what, if neither of
us are married by 45 it's on.

Thanks!

You're the worst.

Well it appears ladies
and gentlemen that in

a shocking turn of events,
the lady has turned

down what may or may not
have been a fake proposal.

The gentleman who was
clearly trying too hard

stands and protests
but to no avail.

Isn't that right Andy?

That's right Margaret,
what a shameful,

shameful performance on
display this evening, honestly

one of the poorest
attempts I've ever seen

since the great
rejection of 1867

when King Henry the
Eighth was spurned

by the rejection of
Princess Victoria

and then promptly
cut off her head.

That's right Andy, I do
remember, classic rejection.

That's right Margaret, what.

What, what?

Oh, oh dear, this
is not good Andy.

This is not good at all.

Oh pretty girl
I let my ball out

I saw me so I
pulled her deep within

Soon I was passing
a lust for dancing

Saw my chance so we
flagged a cab from there

And a portrait stared
back from a bedroom wall

And I poured in work so

I'd get what I deserve

I'm not debating on whether
or not we were racing.

I'm just pointing out
the fact that I won.

That is all kinds
of infuriating,

that is 50 shades
of infuriating.

Alright, I know there's
some more exhibits this way.

You don't speak French.

What, I'm speaking French.

I'm working with about a
grade 10 level French here.

Can I have a beer?

Yes, right?

Where is at the bathroom.

Right, good!

Can I sit on your face; no?

No.

Show me your genitals?

No!
No?

No I would
keep those to yourself.

No big deal, just
a real life superhero

standing in the
middle of the park,

you got to talk to him,
you got to talk to him.

You got to talk to him.

Oh my God you're a
real life superhero,

you're a real life superhero;
do you have superpowers,

can you fly, swim, go invisible,

if I touch you will
I go invisible?

Did I do it, did I go
invisible, am I invisible,

hey dude, am I invisible?

No you're not.

Are you even a superhero?

Yeah I am.

What's your secret identity?

I, well I don't have one.

You don't have one, oh my God.

What about The
Golden Sparrow, or,

El Goldinho, Boolean's Revenge.

What?

Of course, as your sidekick
I'm also going to need

a super dope sidekick name, I
was thinking just, Sidekick.

It's minimalist.

Sorry kid, I work alone.

Fine, one crime, but
let me do the talking

and don't interfere.

You got it El
Goldinho, El Goldinbro.

I know a girl that needs
our help, our first mission,

it's our first mission!

It's really impressive,
just the sheer size of it.

I mean Moshe Safdie
meets cardboard.

Hmm, it's really all it
has going for it though.

Yeah, I mean it's
a bit avant garde but

without any of the
intellect or meaning,

just sort of a
shell of true art.

Wow, this is amazing, this
is so great and amazing.

It's really just a pile of--

It's honestly breathtaking,
it's exhilarating.

It's pretty--

Alleviating.

It's not that--

It's fucking
awesome, is what it is.

Alright.

Yes.

You didn't have to do that.

I wasn't doing
anything, I was just

appreciating your creation.

You were coming
to my rescue, and I

appreciate it but
I don't need it.

Nah I meant what I
said I think it's amazing

what you're doing here,
it takes a lot of courage

to make something and put
it out there for everybody

to see and to put
yourself out there.

We need all of this,
it's what keeps us

going through the bad,
through work, through debt,

heartbreak, fucking taxes.

We need to know that
something else is out there.

You know, something that's
outstanding, breathtaking.

Alleviating?

I guess that last one
wasn't so great, huh?

What's with the mask.

It's stupid.

I guess I felt like
I've never really made

a difference and I thought
tonight I could change that

by being a superhero
for the night.

No response.

No I think that's
the coolest response

I've ever heard.

So you better get
out there because

crime does not rest for the
appreciation of art, right?

Right.

Well folks that
appears to be our show,

now I don't know about you
but I definitely learned

something, I was a little
worried about our hero

at first but in the end
he seemed to prevail.

As for the girl, I think
she's gonna be just fine.

She learned the true
meaning of self worth

and that nobody,
absolutely nobody.

What, I'm sorry excuse
me for one second,

just one second, I'm being
told that it's not over.

What do you mean it's not
over, I'm wrapping it up, so.

Right, oh, okay.

Well folks, looks
like it's not over.

I am in for the long one,
we've only just begun.

My head feels heavy
with a tidal wave

My thoughts keep
coming like a tidal wave

I was lost but now I'm saved

Now it's safe
to get lost again

You walk like
you're falling over

And I'm caving under your hand

Oh, did you see it in
the corner of your eye

Black shadow
scooping up the sky

Oh, did you see it in
the corner of your eye

A black shadow
scooping up the sky

Something underground
has been awoken

It grew as it slept
for a very long time

And where will you run
when it comes a-rumbling

Yeah there's nowhere
to run from your own mind

You walk like
you're falling over

And I'm caving under your hand

Oh did you see it, in
the corner of your eye,

Black shadow,
scooping up the sky

Oh, did you see it, in
the corner of your eye

A black shadow,
scooping up the sky

Oh did you see it, in
the corner of your eye

A black shadow,
scooping up the sky

Oh did you see it, in
the corner of your eye

A black shadow,
scooping up the sky

Suffocating.

Hey, it'll be okay,
you'll find a place.

People from Toronto,
we're not all bad.

Emily.

Mom, I'm so glad
you could make it.

Run the numbers
again, no I don't care

if it takes all night.

Hi Dad.
If they aren't

balanced by Monday,
somebody's head's gonna roll.

Very impressive sweetie;
what, oh shut up.

Okay so I'm not done,
I still have to work

around the back and it's
going to be a lot bigger.

Yes it is quite, big.

I'm sorry honey, I'm not very
good with this kind of thing.

What're you gonna
do with it after?

He's going to be
the death of me,

he's going to be the
death of this company,

he's going to be death of life
on this planet as we know it.

Just gonna take it down.

Don't you want to do
something more, important?

I'm sorry not important,
I didn't mean that,

but you know,
lasting, or impactful.

What's the point of all this
if it's just so fleeting.

That's the, that's the
point Mom, that's exactly

the point, don't you see
the beauty in something

that's just so
temporary, it only exists

to be taken down?

No, I don't.

I got to get going,
Richard fucked up

the cost benefit analysis
and everyone I work for

is a moron and to be perfectly
frank, I need to take a shit.

Ew Dad.

Honey, it's so great,
it's so so great.

Okay, got to go.

Sorry Emily, good luck.

What was she saying before.

Uh, she said you're
very beautiful.

Aw, tell her thank you for me!

You didn't pay attention
at all in French, did you?

I didn't have to
because you always gave me

all the answers, perks of
being as awesome as I am.

I just felt sorry for you.

Whatever helps
you sleep at night.

Why do you keep looking
at me like that?

Okay.

No, that way.

Shall we?

Alright thanks so
much for the help tonight guys.

Yeah, you
want a ride anywhere?

You know what, I'm
good, I'm just gonna walk,

take in the sights; ciao.

Bye!

Get lost.

Shit.

Back off.

She said back off.

Let him go.

Alright, we get it,
you're big, you're bad.

You've made your
point, now move along.

Ooh, fuck, you can
do this all night,

I am not leaving,
and I am certainly

not letting you get to her.

Oh shit.

Go on, get out of here.

Look man we don't
need to do this.

Come on hit him.
Where?

Anywhere.

Oh shit.

You okay?

Yeah, are you?

Yeah.

Good.

Lay it to me, tell me
exactly how you hate it.

And how I ruined your
night with my fucking

albatross of an
installation, and how

shitty of an artist I am just,

how it has no place
here or anywhere.

Just tear me to pieces because
trust me I've heard it all.

Okay, I'll be honest
that's kind of a relief.

Hey.

Thanks.

My whole life I wanted
to make a difference

and I wanted to affect
people, I didn't know this,

I was so stupid,
that's all I wanted

was to change people's
lives and I never did that.

I never did anything
extraordinary,

nothing I've done is special.

And it's a bit of a
letdown when you realize

that you are decisively average.

Especially to your parents.

Your mother was an artist?

You really love your mom, huh?

I've seen her
before; yeah, she has

an installation here, right?

This picture.

I think it was
somewhere over there.

Okay go, go find your Mom.

I literally got none
of that but, thank you.

What the hell was that?

What?

All that conspiring
against me.

What, I may not speak
French but I know enough

to know that that was about me.

You're jealous.

Am not.

You are, you're jealous,
and it's kind of awesome.

How is that awesome?

Because.

Because why?

Because it is, because you
always have the upper hand

with your shoplifting,
and your spiked heels,

it's nice to get a win.

What did she say.

Nothing.

What did she say.

Really it was nothing.

Sully what the
fuck did she say?

She said I should kiss you.

What?

She said that you were into
me and that I was into you

and that I should
just kiss you because

if I don't do it now then
I'll never get a chance

to which is crazy because--

She said you should kiss me?

Yeah.

I want to watch
the sun as it pours

Through the door, and
lights up the cracks

In the floorboards and moves

Through the room
to where you sleep

Where it lights up the cracks

In your skin, near ears

It's at night when
the moon pierce through

My windows and heart

You're a doctor or something?

Sort of, I work for a shelter.

A non-profit in the
East end so I end up

patching a lot of people up;

can you do this for me?

Alright, well nothing's
broken but you should

probably get that checked out.

Uh, what's with the?

Oh, this.

Yeah.

I don't normally wear a mask.

Oh no?

I got fired today,
it's a long story,

I was a lawyer, but I
never really helped anyone.

So I thought maybe that
I could help someone,

thought I would try this out.

Probably look like
such a weirdo.

Please I don't care
what you look like.

What you did was heroic.

Honestly the world needs
more people like you.

Not lawyers, yeah.
Yeah.

I think it's
charming, the mask.

Yeah?
Yeah.

Listen if you're
looking for a job

and helping people's your
thing, we could always

use more people like you.

We could all use more
heroics in our lives.

Thanks; Stacey?

Yeah.

Thanks Stacey.

Shut up shut up shut
up shut up shut up!

Shut up.

Who are any of you to judge me?

What's given any of you
that right, nothing.

Absolutely nothing.

And you all stand so high
on your towers of anonymity

but not one of you spare
me your amateur critique.

Don't fucking laugh, right.

Because it's so lame and
mediocre and boring and shitty.

Well fuck you, fuck all of you.

And your bullshit judgment.

Because I didn't
make this for you,

I made this for me, not
because I wanted to,

because I had to,
because I needed to put

every ounce of me
into something,

and I don't judge it, I
don't try to understand it,

I accept it, the way that
I would accept any of you.

So you can all go
fuck yourselves.

It still sucks.

Hey folks, well I
guess it's about time

for me to say something cool
to end things off, right?

To sum up the evening and
bring us all a little closure,

bring us in for
a smooth landing.

Hey.

Stole my Buddha, that
woman stole my Buddha.

I don't know what
you're talking about man!

But I say fuck
that shit; the sun

is about to rise, it
is no longer evening,

there will be no
closure, our airplane

is headed for the rocky shores.

Thank you.

Stole my
Buddha, give it back!

Let me guess, duty calls.

Yeah, looks like it.

Be careful; bye.

Hey, who are you?

El Goldinho.

Oh man that's stupid I'm going
to think of something better.

You are tired and
bruised and battered

and broken and bleeding,
you have seen the unseeable

and heard the unspeakable.

You have traversed the
masses, the upscales,

the socialites, the
lowbrows, the slum-stick

gutters of tomorrow
and for what?

Stole my
Buddha, give it back!

El Goldinho, he needs my help!

Art, love, just
words to some, not all.

And for those of you who
tonight have truly lived,

this is for you.

My heart doesn't need a gun,

Just a fifth of something
'til the next one comes

My heart doesn't need a gun,

Just a fifth of something
'til the next one comes

My heart doesn't need a gun,

Just a fifth of something
'til the next one comes

My heart doesn't need a gun,

Just a fifth of something
'til the next one comes

My heart doesn't need a gun,

Just a fifth of something
'til the next one comes

My heart doesn't need a gun,

Just a fifth of something
'til the next one comes

My heart doesn't need a gun,

Just a fifth of something
'til the next one comes

My heart doesn't need a gun,

Just a hit of something dirty
with the things we've done

My sweet release, sucking
honey from the golden seed

The pit beneath

I feel like they like
your art after all.

Whatever, I don't
even care anymore.

Want to go get breakfast?

Nice.

Are you really on shrooms?

What, no,
you're on shrooms.

Oh.

Just a fifth of something
'til the next one comes

My heart doesn't need a gun

Just a fifth of something
'til the next one comes

My heart doesn't need a gun

Just a fifth of something
'til the next one comes

My heart doesn't need a gun

Just a hit of something dirty
with the things we've done

My sweet release, sucking
honey from the golden seed

The pit beneath, oh,
filling up with bumblebees

Can't get that taste,

Your poison so sickly sweet,

Out of my mouth

I'm choking on my destiny

My heart doesn't need a gun,

Just a fifth of something
'til the next one comes

My heart doesn't need a gun,

Just a fifth of something
'til the next one comes

My heart doesn't need a gun

Just a fifth of something
'til the next one comes

My heart doesn't need a gun

Just a hit of something dirty
with the things we've done

This will not cease,

But I'll show you
I'm the one that bleeds

You split my seams

And I'm spilling
out into the sea

The more we wait

The farther that
I get from sleep

One lie a day

To keep the truth
from killing me

Bad dog, kick me

Bad bitch, bit me

Bad love, black crown,
break up, break down

Bad dog, kick me

Bad bitch, bit me

Bad love, black crown,
break up, break down

I cut you out

But I don't wanna I don't
wanna I don't wanna go home now

My heart never could run

Just get numb inside a
fifth of something sweet

To help me come down
when the feeling is gone

My heart never could run

just get numb inside a
fifth of something sweet

To help me come down
when the feeling is gone

My heart never could run

just get numb inside a
fifth of something sweet

To help me come down
when the feeling is gone

My heart never could run

just get numb inside a
fifth of something sweet

To help me come down
when the feeling is gone

My heart doesn't need a gun

Just a fifth of something
'til the next one comes

My heart doesn't need a gun

Just a fifth of something
'til the next one comes

My heart doesn't need a gun

Just a fifth of something
'til the next one comes

My heart doesn't need a gun

Just a hit of something dirty
with the things we've done

My heart doesn't need a gun

Just a fifth of something
'til the next one comes

My heart doesn't need a gun

Just a fifth of something
'til the next one comes

My heart doesn't need a gun

Just a fifth of
something 'til the

My heart my heart
doesn't need a gun

Just a fifth of something
'til the next one comes