All language subtitles for Kenny AKA The Kid Brother (1987)

(upbeat music)

(snapping)

- Kenny.

Kenny!

- Did you come to take me home?

- What are you doing?
Don't you know the time?

- Don't sweat it, man.
I was just about to leave.

Wait one second.

- Hurry up.

- Well, wait!

- You're slow, man.

I'm sick and tired of always
looking after you.

I'm not your babysitter!
- What are you talking about?

- You know what I'm talking
about. I always have to go

and pick you up.
- I never asked you

to come and get me.
- Oh, yeah?

- Let me off the bike!
Just let me off the bike!

- Cut the crap, man. Mom told me
to come and pick you up.

(barking)

- Thank you.

- What took so long?
- Had to look for him all over the place.

- Where was he?
- Down by the pipes.

- Kenny?
- Yeah, I know.

Even if I'm going to be 13, I've
still gotta stick around the house.

- Well, if you're that big, you
should know what time dinner is.

Now hurry up.

Go change your diaper
and wash them filthy hands.

- Alright.

Oh, yeah, I don't have school
tomorrow, so I'm going to go out.

- (mother): Oh, yeah?
Well, we'll think about that.

- What?

- I said, we'll see
about that later.

(scoffing quietly)

(barking)

(playful music)

- What, you think
just 'cause I'm big,

I'm not afraid of things?

(groaning)

Take your sister, for instance.

Look how small she is.

But she still
scares me sometimes.

Doesn't she scare you?

- (Kenny): Yeah, but I hate
this feeling.

- Kenny...

Being afraid is nothing
to be ashamed of.

Everybody's afraid
sometime in their life,

and if they tell you different,
they're lying to you.

Fear makes you cautious,
so you don't get hurt.

It can be good, sometimes.

The biggest thing I fear

is failure.

That's what makes me
train so hard.

Wait a minute.

I think I better cut this bull
and go take a shower.

(both chuckling)

You sure you're not going to be afraid
walking home all by yourself, now?

- I'm not a chicken like you.
(laughing)

(howling like a wolf)

- Go away, you little dickhead!

- You know you didn't
kiss me yet?

(chuckling)
- That's no kiss! Now...

(muffled yelping and giggling)

(giggling)
Stop it! Stop it! Cut it out!

(howling quietly)

(door slamming)

(hushing)

- (whispering): Stop it!

- I know you're not sleeping.

- Quit that! Stop!
GET OFF OF ME!

- Little punk! Huh? Punk!
- Quit it!

- Little punk!
I'm sick of you!

Go cry to Mommy now, right?
- Quit it! Quit it!

- Cry to Mommy now? Huh? Right?
- OW!

- Can you tell me what's
going on in here?

Can I have the answer, please?

- Him, bugging me and Cathy.
He's just jealous, that's all.

- It isn't true!
I don't care about

you and Cathy's big tits!
ow!

- Hey!
(loud smack)

You want your dad in here?

Go to sleep.

- It isn't true!
I'm not jealous!

Not even jealous.

Do I have to?

- Kenny, quit your mouthing
before I give you a smack!

(car doors slamming)

- What's wrong?
- Nothin'.

- Thought you'd decided
to wear the legs?

- I know. I changed my mind.
I don't want to talk about it.

- Well, you told me that, uh,

you agreed with the school
that it would be better for you.

- I know.
- That's what you told me.

- I just... I just don't want to
talk about it right now.

- Besides, if you wear
the legs, uh,

if she gives you any problems,

you just, uh, kick her
in the pants.

- You just try.

- Alright?

- Yeah...
- Come on, we'll be late.

- Drive careful.
(engine starting)

(playful music)

- Hi, they're in here?
- (man on PA): Dr. Greenberg,

Dr. Greenberg wanted
at the ER, stat.

- Hi, I'm sorry I'm late.
Hi, Kenny! How you doing?

- Alright.
- That's good.

- Come on, Kenny,
cheer up!

You haven't smiled once
since you came in here.

Now, I don't mind making little
jokes for my guests,

but you got to show me
some teeth.

At least let me know
you're listening?

How about a little snicker?

I thought you had
a sense of humor in there.

- He's upset.
He thought when we put

the other legs away he'd never
have to wear them again.

- You promised.

- Those nice new legs of yours
will make you look

just like all the rest
of the kids at junior high.

- I don't want to look like them.
I want to be my own, normal self.

- Well, you got a point there.
I think I know what you mean.

Something almost like that
happened to me one time.

Some people thought that
I should wear a toupee

so that I'd look like
everybody else.

Let me tell ya, I didn't feel
anything but silly.

I threw the thing away after
three very long days.

- See, Mom? At least somebody
agrees with me.

- Now, let's just say that
I understand

how you feel. But we have
to be realistic here

and face the facts that even
though you feel and are normal,

that's not how you
appear to most people,

especially when they
first meet you.

- They'll get used to me when
they get to know me.

- You're absolutely right,

but I think that we should trust your
new principal's judgment here.

Now, he probably knows what's
best for you at his school.

- My parents already
told me that.

- There, you see?

Now, cheer up! Think about
how lucky you are

to have these two lovely women
rubbing their hands

all over your body.
- Hmm!

Is love disposable

Is it conceivable

Is love disposable

Maybe mechanical

Is love disposable

(lifting record needle)

- Hi! Better hurry,

Mom's downstairs talking to Pam.

You got all kind of lipstick
all over your face.

(phone ringing)

- What the hell?

- It's for me, tell them
I'll call them back later.

- Hello?
- (man): [Hello? Hello? Yes...]

- Hello?

- [Louis-Philippe Lagrange de
Coubertin, French television.]

- Yes?
- [From Paris. Mr. Easter day?]

[Mr. or Mrs. Easter day please.]

- Yes.
- [Can I speak to one of them?]

- Pardon?
- [Can I speak to Mr. or Mrs. Easter day, please?]

- Yes, hold on.
- [OK.]

- Mom, Mom, wake up!

- What?
- There's some French guy

on the telephone and he
wants to talk to you.

- What French guy?
- All he did

was start to talk about TV.

- Mm. Shit...

- Dad, dad! Come on, wake up!

Come on!
- Go to sleep...

- Aw, come on!
- Go to sleep!

- Mm-hmm...

- What is he talking about?
What does he want?

(muffled voice on the phone)

- Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, I know,

but I don't know how much more
anybody could say about us.

I mean, we had the Japanese,
then we had the Germans,

then we had the English...
- [I understand, but, you know,]

[you must realize
that the French people]

[have not seen what the
Japanese, the German]

[and the English have done.]

- Mom, did they say Sharon Kay's
going to be in the movie?

- Mm-hmm. They've seen
the other TV shows

and they thought she was real
good as the loving big sister.

They like that kind of stuff.

- So that means she's going
to come and live with us

like the last time?
- I don't know about that.

But I'm sure she wouldn't want
to miss being in the show --

all she thinks about
is being a movie star.

- I wouldn't mind
being a movie star myself.

- You can't be no movie star.

- Why?

- Too skinny.
(Kenny laughing)

- Hey!

Anyway, you don't got to worry
about being no movie star,

because they ain't here yet.

I didn't tell them yes.
- Oh, Mom! It's going to be

lots of fun.
- Huh!

- "Mrs. Easter day, what was
your reaction

when you first saw him?
Did you love him right away?”

- Cut it out!
- Oop! You mean you don't love him anymore?

(all laughing)

- Hi.

Son of a bitch, he did it again!

- You got any coffee?

- Where are the girls?

- He just left with both of 'em.

- You done eating?
- Yeah.

- Why don't you go get dressed?
- OK.

Kenny, why don't you go

take Tommy out
for a little walk.

- Do I have to?
- Move it!

(sighing)

- Want to go play?
- Yeah.

(door closing)

(dogs barking)
- Tommy, stop it! Don't do that!

Leave the dogs alone!
(rattling fence)

Tommy, don't do that!
- Hey there! Shut up!

Get away from that fence,
you little bastards!

- Sorry, Mr. Nilan,
he won't do it again.

- Ah, don't shit me.

You little snake,
get the fuck out!

- Hurry up, get out of the way!
Go ahead.

- Hi.
- Sorry, Ken, I'm in a hurry.

I have to pick Sharon Kay up
and I'm late.

You know her -- she's the only
one allowed to be late.

- Hey, wait a second.
Tell Sharon Kay

some French TV people are coming
and she should call Mom.

- Alright, I'll let her know.
- Wait!

Where are you going anyways?

- Don't worry about it! Your
sister can take care of herself.

You don't have to be always
looking after her.

And besides, I'm your friend.
Trust me.

- Uh-huh.
- (laughing): We'll see ya.

- Alright.
(tires screeching)

(playful music)

(laughing)

Tommy, come on up!

- No, I'm too tired.
- Whatever.

(car honking)

- Grandpa's here.

Come on.

Hi!
- Hi, there! How you doing'?

- Alright. Are you going home?
- No. Billy told us all about the TV people from Europe

and we came to get all the news.
- Could I get a ride?

- (mom): ...but I wouldn't
take this shit no more!

- Uh-huh! I heard you.

- Come here, buddy.
- Guess who came with us.

- Hey, there!

- Hi, Dad!
- As soon as we heard the news

from Billy about the TV people we had
to leave the house. You know your mother,

she couldn't wait. She had
to come and get more details.

Didn't even let me
finish my coffee!

- Why don't you shut up if you don't have
anything more intelligent to say?

- (laughing): Well, maybe
I'll make some coffee!

Coffee, anybody?
- Yeah, a small cup.

- Pam, you?
- Sure, thanks.

- How about you, my dear?
Will you have some?

- You know damn well

I don't want any coffee.
I haven't had any for 20 years!

- OK, OK, don't get upset.
I'm just trying to be polite.

Go on, Sharon, why don't you
tell your mother

about this TV business?
Don't you see

she's getting nervous?

- Nothing much to tell.
These French people saw

the English show and they want
to do the same thing, I guess.

The guy's going to call again tomorrow
morning, and if I say yes,

they'll get here next week.

That other director
put it in Kenny's head

that it's good for handicapped
people when he's on TV.

I'm not so sure about that.

(keyboard music)

- It was, um...

I don't know how else to say it.
It was pure hell.

Um, I just...

I couldn't touch him.

I just couldn't
get myself

to handle him.

- Uh, Sharon was afraid

to, uh, physically harm him

and, uh, the boy was so small

that I did, uh...

I bathed him
and did the diapers.

- He... He just
had to do everything.

- (interviewer): Did you,
uh, despise him?

- What?

- Did you have any
negative feelings towards him?

- No!

No, I was loving him the whole
time, I just couldn't touch him.

(child crying)

- Could you tell us
when the change happened?

You know, how it happened...

- That I could handle him?
- Yes.

- Well...

One day, Jesse had gone out,

and Kenny and I were left
by ourselves in the house,

and, uh, he was supposed
to sleep, but he wouldn't.

And, uh, he started to cry,

so I went in his room, and...

...I looked down at him
in the crib,

and I was talking to him,

and he was sort of reaching up
with his little fists,

and I just thought,

"My God, this is my baby!"

(voice breaking): And I reached
down and I picked him up

and he grabbed hold of me,
like just saying,

"Well, it's about time, Mommy!"

And, I...

Could you turn
that thing off?

Can you just turn
that damn thing off?

- Bon, coupez, la.
Ca suffit. Ca suffit.

- I'm sorry. It's just,

saying something
that's so important to me

in front of this thing...

I just feel like
I'm lying or something.

- I understand,
Mrs. Easter day--

- And call me Sharon.

- OK. Thank you.

So, we'll stop for now,

and we'll wait until
Kenny comes home, OK?

- So you're finished with me?
I can take these back in the house?

- Yes, yes. That's all for now.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

- Merde! Qu'est-ce qu'elle fait?
- Qu'est-ce qu'il y a? Coupe!

- Merde, j'ai raté son entrée.
- Qu'est-ce que je fais?

- Coupe aussi, toi!
- De toute façon,

pas de probleme. il y a
assez de pellicule.

- D'accord.

- (Sharon): Hiya, Sarah.
- How you doing'?

- OK.
- The movies are back in town?

- Yup, we got
the Frenchies this time.

- Alright.

- And I think the director
wants to talk to you.

- Hello.
- Hi.

- Sarah, this is Mr...

- Lagrange de Coubertin.
- Hi, nice to meet you.

- Like I said...
- But you can call me Louis-Philippe.

- Pardon me? What was that?
- Louis-Philippe.

- How about "Phil"?

- Only if you insist.
- I do. I do.

(laughing)
- Oh, and this must be Kenny,

right?
- What's up, Philly?

(laughing)

- Et coupez. Very good!
vous m'attendez la, les gars.

Sarah, please?

Could you wait a minute before
you take Kenny down the lift?

- Sure.
- OK, because I just want

to make a new setup with the
camera to get a closer view.

- Is this going to take a long time?
- Couple of minutes.

- Because I still have two more
kids that I have to deliver.

- I know, I understand--
- You had to let me know in advance.

- It wasn't planned and it's
a last-minute inspiration,

but it's going to be very
beautiful. Ms. Easter day,

please, can you
come here a minute?

What I would like you to do
is when Kenny

goes down the lift
is you go and greet him

with a warm kiss.

- (laughing): I don't
never do that.

- I know, but see,
we have very little time

to show the French audience
the relationship

between you and your son,
the warm feelings, you know?

So...
- OK. OK, I'll do it.

- Thank you.
(rig whirring)

Et coupez!

- Beautiful!
Absolutely wonderful.

There is one thing
I would like to redo, though,

Ms. Easter day,
if you don't mind. It is

the time when you greet him
and I want to use

a different setup,
much closer.

OK?

- To get a closer view of this
beautiful love. I know, I know.

- OK, let's go.
Let's go for it. Let's go.

(humming tunelessly)

- OK, now, very good,
very good,

we're still rolling the cameras,
still going on.

Can we do it one more time,
but this time, Ms. Easter day,

please, a little more slowly

and a little more softly, OK?

Can we have the thing up,
please?

(whirring)

Happy, but not too much, huh?

(chuckling)
OK, good. Ready?

Action!
(whirring)

Fantastic, fantastic.
Now, we're still rolling,

and this is just...this is only
for safety reasons, OK?

Because we've got
everything now--

(inaudible)
(laughing)

Very good, very good.
Now please, your arm,

a little, you know, more down,

because otherwise we miss,
you know, Kenny's face.

Very good. You OK, Kenny?
- (in frog voice): Alright. Yes.

- You're comfortable?
- Yes.

- Good. OK. Now please,
be serious,

be serious, we have
to finish now. Very good.

And...action!

(whirring)

coupez!

(both laughing)

- Don't get me wrong.
It's got nothing to do

with that kissing scene.
I mean, I do kiss my son

once in a while, but...
Anyways,

what I'm trying to say is, like,
when the English movie people came,

they found a way to make us
look real religious,

going to church
and all that stuff,

and the truth is, we ain't been to
no church in at least six years.

I mean, why'd they have to make
such a lie just to get their show?

- Well, Ms. Easter day--

- Please. Call me Sharon.

- I am sorry, uh,
OK, Sharon,

I can assure you
I will do the impossible

not to do anything you dislike,

but I do need certain images.

Do you understand?
- Mm-hmm.

- (laughing): Don't look
at me, buddy!

- Maybe, huh?
(all laughing)

- No, I've never seen her
bite nobody, though.

(laughing)

- Naw, I'm not usually
like this.

I just feel like we've been
had a few times and I don't want

it to happen again.
- Yeah... Yes.

- She did bite this one guy once though--
- Get out of here!

- Yeah! As a matter of fact,
he was just about your size.

(laughing)
- OW! Cut it out! Cut it out!

- (woman): Hi, Kenny! Hi, baby!
How are you? Hmm?

- (Kenny): I'm alright...
- That's our daughter.

- Ah!
- Ah, you look good!

- (laughing): Hi, Mommy!
Hi, Daddy!

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Honey

Hi. Whoa!

- Mmm!
- How are ya?

- I'm OK.

- Um, Sharon Kay,
this is Phil.

- Hi.
- Hello. Pleased to meet you, Sharon Kay.

You are very pretty.
Prettier than I imagined,

and I have a lot
of imagination!

- This is my mom and dad.
This is Phil, he's the director of the show.

- Hello, madame.
- Glad to know you.

- Mister.
- Hi, there!

Looking for a young,
promising star

for your movie?
I'm your man!

- Why not?
- Dad, Phil has a lot of work to do today.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Sorry to be late,
but with Sharon Kay,

this is the kind of thing
we expect.

- Well, I ain't... I mean,
I'm not going to be late no more

'cause I'm going to be
living here during the shoot.

- We'll see. I'm sure you'll
find a way to be late anyway.

- Grandpa! Don't...
I can't believe

you just said that!
Don't embarrass me like that!

- You guys, will you just be
quiet and let Phil do his job?

- No, no, no,
take your time,

whenever you're ready.
Uh, but if it's OK with you,

I would like Sharon Kay
to come with me.

- Right now?
- Yes, please.

Yup, this way...

- Do you believe he's going to make
Sharon Kay and Kenny cook dinner tonight?

- No!
(chuckling)

- It's not funny!

(cutlery clattering)

(inaudible)

- (Louis-Philippe): It would be
nice if you could talk a little bit.

- Sure. Great.

- Did pretty good
on the food, huh?

- Yup. Great cooks.
- Mm-hmm.

- Sharon Kay, what I would like
you to do in this

is if you could hold your
brother Kenny by the hands

and have, like, you know,
a little dance here.

- What's the matter
with them guys?

- What do you mean?
- They haven't paid

any attention to me
since I came home from school.

- Don't worry about it.
It's only the first day.

- Yeah, but still, I'm the one that
should be over there, not Sharon Kay.

- They probably don't want
to take a picture

of that sourpuss look you got
on your face all the time.

- Shut up.

- It's the truth.

- But I still want to give it a chance.
- A little bit up and down,

but slowly, slowly.
(laughing)

Slowly...
- Oh, no!

I'm getting dizzy!

(laughing)

- alors voilà... Tu nous
prends pas trop serré, hein?

- Did Billy tell you that
I want you to be in the movie?

- Of course he told me. He
always gives me your messages,

he wouldn't forget that.
- Oh, yeah?

- Yeah. Ain't you know

he's the best friend
anybody could ever get?

Drives me crazy sometimes,

but I always get your messages.

I don't know what you did
to him, but he sure likes you.

- I wish you would get married,
I'd see you more often.

- Ha! Whoa, wait a minute.

You've planned enough for me.

It's the kind of thing I got
to make my own decision about.

(laughing)

- (Louis-Phillipe): OK, uh,
looks like we're almost ready.

Kenny, you know what would
look really good

is if you put your head
on your sister's shoulder.

- Like this?
- Yes,

and a gentle swing, please.

- OK.
- OK...

- I'm beginning
to like that guy.

(laughing)

(playful music)

(laughing)

- I pledge allegiance
to the Flag

of the United States of America,

and to the Republic
for which it stands,

one Nation under God,

indivisible,

with liberty
and justice for all.

- Mr. Flander...

Man, why didn't you wait for me?

(all chatting indistinctly)

- One, two, three, four.

One, two, three,

four.

One, two, three, four.

(all yelling and cheering)

(clapping and cheering
indistinctly)

- Yeah, let me show you.

You just start with here...

No, not both together!

- This is Shadow.
- Shadow!

- What's up?
- Why is he talking to that mean man?

- Oh, because of his Dobermans!

You see, Louis-Philippe
is just crazy about them!

He's got several in Paris

and when he saw them yesterday,
well, he felt they're great.

(inaudible)

- I bet that family's

making a bundle off the kid's
back.

- I wonder what they find
so interesting in that

little cripple. Anyway,
I'm getting sick of these

strangers around here.
- coupez!

- No, I wouldn't say that.

I'd say he's just like any other
kid, except for his legs --

you know, the leg handicap.

He's an OK kid to have around.

- Well, actually, I think people
around here are real proud

that Kenny's getting
so much attention

from all over the world. It's
really exciting for all of us.

He's a nice little kid.
I talk to him every day

when he goes to the store.
He shops for his mother

and he's a real nice little boy.

I really like him.

- (Louis-Philippe): Kenny,
look at the camera.

Little more... A little more
closer to the dog, please.

- Stand up, Tanner.
- Now,

cheese...

(playful music)

(honking)

- Hi.
- How you doing'?

- Alright.
- I talked to Coach today.

- You did?
- He said everything looks good for the Steelers.

- Alright! Yeah!
- (chuckling): Yeah!

- Hi!
- Well, that was quick!

- What do you mean that was
quick? I learned my lesson,

I ain't gonna be late no more.

- You hear that, Ken?
- Yeah, I hear it.

- I don't believe it.
- Me either!

- What?
- But if it's true,

that's one good thing
about this TV stuff.

- Yup!
- Get out of here.

- Well, gotta go.
- Alright, see you later!

- Alright.

- Alright.
- Alright!

(Kenny breathing heavily)

- There you go!

- A little bit more...

- Come on...

- Very good!

- coupez! Perfect.

Everybody was very good.

I, uh, wish Kenny
was smiling a little bit.

What is the matter with you?
You don't like your new legs?

They're very convincing.

- I thought so, too.
- I don't understand

why you have such a sad face.

- You don't.
- No, I don't.

I really don't. I think you
should be jumping with joy.

- Dr. Harper, how can
I jump with joy

when I'm stuck with
these dead sticks?

- Come on, Kenny! You've been
handicapped too long

to be acting this way.
You were supposed to have

adjusted to your handicap
a long time ago.

- Handicapped? What do
you mean, handicapped?

I can do anything

that anybody wants me to do.

If I was handicapped,
it's because of these damn legs!

- When Kenny was born,
his legs were

very underdeveloped and useless.

He was also suffering
from sacral agenesis,

which is a genetic disorder
which leaves a gap in the spine

between the chest
and the lower body.

When Kenny was six months old,

we removed the remnants
of his legs.

We took the shinbone
and attached it to the chest,

to the rib cage
and to the pelvis,

and this gave support
so that he could now sit up

and also gave protection
for the liver and the kidneys,

which up to this point
had been exposed.

- Can we expect to see Kenny

wearing his legs all the time

and also walking normally?

- I'd have to say no
to both of those questions.

First, it would be just
too physically demanding

to have Kenny carry around
that much weight all day long.

Secondly, well, I have to admit

that the main purpose
of the legs is not

to make Kenny walk normally.
It's just to make him appear

less noticeable.

Uh, in reality,
the best thing would be

for Kenny to wear
his artificial legs

while sitting in his wheelchair.

- You know, Kenny,
you shouldn't take it so hard.

They're all doing it for
your own good, I'm sure of that.

- And how do they know better
than me what's good for me?

- They're adults!

They have experience
at this kind of thing.

And they all care for you.

- I don't want to be
stuck in a wheelchair

or trying to keep my balance
on two long legs.

I don't want to hide, either.
Why should

I feel bad about myself?

- Sounds damn good to me.

- (Louis-Philippe): Yes,
please, please...

Let's hurry up,
we have a very good light.

- (Kenny): What are they doing?

- I guess they're trying
to get her up there.

- (man): Quiet, please!

- Elle est verte, première.

(Kenny laughing)
- Please be quiet!

Thank you.
- (Louis-Philippe): Action!

Sharon Kay, when you
first saw your brother,

what was your reaction?

- Billy!
- Billy!

(engine roaring)
(tires squealing)

(shrieking and laughing)

- Now, what were you saying?

- I was just saying that I didn't have
much choice but to tell him you were

a good little brother
like everybody else did.

(snorting and laughing)

- Look over there.
- What?

- Grandpa's here.
- So what? He's here every two or three days.

- I think I should talk to them while
they're all in the same room.

- Talk about what?
- Wait a minute, Kenny.

This is important. Are you sure
you want to jump into this

right away? I mean,

this is a really big decision
and there's no sense rushing it.

- I made a decision, and
I just think it would be better

to talk to them now than when they come
pick me up. It'll be less of a shock.

- What?
- Yeah, maybe,

but I don't know...
(sighing)

- I think so.

I'll call you later.

- You do me a favour?
- Hmm?

- Stay down here with Billy for
a little while, I need to talk

to Mommy and Daddy and Grandma
and Grandpa alone, OK?

Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

- See ya.
- Yeah.

- See ya.

- What does she want
to talk to them about?

- It's a secret, man.
I can't tell ya.

- If it's a secret,
then how come you know?

- See, she needed somebody
to talk to about it,

and she couldn't talk to you because it
dealt with you more or less.

- Well, can't you tell me
a little thing?

- I can't tell ya. It would be better if you
heard it from her anyway.

(sighing)

- You'll be alright?
- Yeah...

(laughing and chatting)

(peaceful playful music)

- Do you wanna go over there?
- Yes.

- What do you wanna do
when we get over there?

- We can talk about it
when we get there.

- Eddy, come here!

- What?

- It's important!
- Get out of here!

- Come here, I got good news!

- You better go.

- Sharon Kay isn't going back to Grandpa's.
She's coming home to live with us.

- Not putting me on, are you?
- Are you kidding?

- What did Mom say about this?
- Said it was OK,

that's why I'm here.
- Go home and I'll catch you later.

Better not be
pulling my leg.

(voices chatting)
(door closing)

- He's coming, he's coming,
he's coming!

- (man on TV): ...been with us just now.
Would've been great fun, huh?

(door closing)
We went jogging with our fancy hockey star.

- Why are you back? Did you get
in a fight with your friends?

- No! What are you
talking about?

Are you staying or what?
(laughing)

Are you staying?

Ha ha! Yeah, I'm staying.

I got tired of trying to explain

to them French TV people
why I wasn't living

with two cool brothers
of mine.

Figure I'd move in.
I'll be ready

for the next bunch.
(both laughing)

- EDDY!
- Come on, you can do it.

- (panting): EDDY!
- Come on!

(spluttering and panting)
Good idea, huh, Ken?

Just a little bit more,
Kenny, please.

- Come on!

- Won't be very long,
won't be very long.

- Good idea, huh, Ken?
Come on! You can do it!

- I can't swim!
- (Louis-Philippe): Just a little bit more, Kenny!

(panting)
Just two seconds!

Just two little seconds...

(Kenny spluttering)

Now the other way...
(coughing)

- Come on, Eddy, you know better
than that! Jerk!

(Kenny coughing)

- coupez... Excellent!

Excellent, very good!
- There you go.

(crew chatting indistinctly)

(chatting indistinctly)

(Louis-Philippe
shouting in French)

- Eddy, you have to excuse me,

but, you know, I have
to tell you to leave.

You can watch
behind the camera,

but we're not going to use you
in this, you know?

- Well, you know,
Kenny's really no different

than any other kid
who comes down to the pool.

He's a cheerful, active kid.

Although he tires quickly,

and I suppose I have to watch
a little more carefully

when he's around,
but that's OK.

We all love him around here.

He's a good kid --
he's a great kid.

He's a great kid.

- Kenny, come on!

Let's go home! I don't want
to stay here no more.

- Is it over?

- I don't know and I don't care.
- What's wrong?

- Look at that pretty boy!
- Who?

- The lifeguard!

Who's that guy?

- I never saw him before.
- How come they're filming him

and ain't filming me?

- Hell, they're always
doing strange things.

- I'm getting sick
and tired of it.

Look at that jerk
with Sharon Kay.

I wish Billy was here.

- Yeah, I can dig that.

- Let's go home.

(upbeat music)

- Kenny, hold on!
- What are you going to do?

- Whoa!

(laughing)
Are you crazy?

- This is... This is...
You're insane, man!

(muttering angrily)

It's very funny!
It's very, very, very funny!

(laughing)

- If you want to,
maybe we can grab a drink?

- What, later?
- Yes, later.

- OK...

- (Louis-Philippe): Hey, Kenny,
are you listening to me?

- Yeah.
- We have so many things

to shoot tomorrow at the
graveyard, and then we have to

rush, you know,
to catch our plane.

- It won't take so long
to get there.

- Oh, here is Robert.
I'm going to take off now,

he's going to show me the town,
this is my last night, OK?

- Hey, can I get a ride?
- Sure!

Come along. Up-la!

Hello, Robert!
- How ya doing?

- OK.
- Sharon Kay, you com in" home?

- Later!

(crickets chirping)

- c'est bon.
- Et voila.

- Now I'm all yours.
(giggling)

(car engine roaring)

- Merde! Roméo!
- Oh! Je crois que tu es dans la merde!

- (Sharon Kay): Hi.
- Hi!

- Still on for tonight, right?
- Sure, guess so.

I mean, we're just about
wrapped up here, huh?

- Uh, you may be right.

- I'll see you tomorrow, then.

- (whispering): Call me later, alright?
- OK...

Move over!

(engine starting)

- Tu as pas beaucoup de chance
avec les filles de Pittsburg!

- De toute façon,
nous, on est là.

- Drop me off at home.

- What do you mean? I thought
you were staying with me?

- Ha! I can't believe you
can't see what you just did!

You're such a dumb jock!

Of course I wouldn't let you
embarrass me no more.

You're certainly dumb enough to.

I had to play along with
your stupid game!

- Games? What are you
talking about?

- Ha! You know damn well
what I'm talking about!

You and that little snake!

You little shit!

- Wait a minute--
- No, you wait a minute!

You're always following me
around minding my business

instead of yours!

You can't even take care
of yourself!

What the hell is your problem?
- This has nothing to do

with him, leave him out of it!
- You don't know what you're

talking about, OK?
Here I am,

and this cute French guy
is interested in talking to me,

and you two come along
and screw the whole thing up!

- And you think that that's all
he wanted to do is talk to you?

- So what if he wanted more?

I'm old enough
to do what I want!

You'd have acted the same way if
it was me interrupting you

with that French girl.

Just take me home!

(Sharon Kay sighing)

- I guess that wasn't
one of our better moves.

- Yup.

- Maybe you should stay
with me for a while.

- Alright.
- 'Cause I don't think

you should go up there yet.

(TV playing quietly)

(door opening)

- (Sharon): Hi.
- Hi.

- Hey!

Why don't you come see us
for five minutes out your day?

- I'm too tired. I'm going
to go to sleep.

- Kenny, come here.

- What happened? Did you have a
fight with your sister already?

- No, not really.

- Well, what really?

- Mm, just made a mistake.

Me and Billy, we just
made a mistake, that's all.

- And that's how come she's so mad, huh?
- Yeah.

- Hi, room 411, please.

Hi, Alain?

It's Sharon Kay.

I was afraid you wouldn't go
straight back to your hotel.

No.

No, I decided not to go out
for that drive,

but if you want, we could still have drinks
at that restaurant you took lunch at.

In 30 minutes?

No, that's OK, I really feel
like taking a walk right now.

OK...
(laughing)

I'll see you then. Bye.

- That's quite an outfit
you got on, there,

- What's that supposed to mean?

- I would like you to go into your room--
- Don't be too late.

- I'm going out with one of them French
men, you never know with them.

- Don't get wise with me,
young lady.

- I ain't getting wise!

I'm just letting you know what's
going on so that little sneak

don't go and report it
to his good friend.

OK?

Bye.

(door closing)

(water running)

Good morning, everybody!
Hey, you guys

should get downstairs, alright, cause
they're all waiting for you.

- (Sharon): Hey!
- Huh? '

- I don't know for how long
you'll be staying in this house,

but as long as you do,
you'll obey the rules,

and one rule is everybody's
supposed to come home at night!

This is where you sleep! Your
dad is not going to stay up

all night and worry like he did
last night ever again!

You hear me?
- I'm sorry,

I'd have called if I had known
that he was going to do that!

- You should have thought!
You just DON'T GOD DAMN CARE!

- I do so care! Look, I'm sorry!

(scoffing)

- Go on, they're waiting on ya.

- (Louis-Philippe): coupez!
c'est bon, Edouard?

- c'est bon!
- ça te plaî, mon gars?

- Ca me plait!
- c'est dans la boite!

Splendid, very good,
and we're moving very quickly.

So, it looks like we have time
for the interview

with you, Eddy. We're going
to do it up the hill, OK?

- I just don't want to do it
if Kenny's around.

- What's wrong? You got something against me?
- I just don't want to do it

if you're around!
- Chicken!

- Come on, uh, Kenny, please,
when we do the interview,

will you stay away from us
just for a little while?

- He's around when
I'm being filmed!

- Please?
- Hm.

- (Louis-Philippe): Eddy,
can you tell us

what it feels like
to have a brother

without legs?

- Never had a brother with legs,
so I don't know.

- Is it frustrating to you

not to be able
to run with him

or to play football, like if he
was a normal brother?

- No.

- Do you spend much time
playing with him?

- Yeah.

- What is your relationship

with your sister?

- I get closer... I'm closer to
my sister than I am my brother.

- Why are you closer

to your sister
than your brother?

- 'Cause my brother takes too
much advantage of other people.

- What do you mean by that?

Is he very demanding?

Does he take advantage
of other people?

- Yes.

- Is anybody teaching him
to be different?

- No.

- Do you try sometimes
to tell him?

- Yeah, but he don't listen.

- coupez!

(upbeat music)

Oh...
- (Eddy): I want to do my stuff again!

- No, no, it was great,
Eddy, come on.

- What did you say?
- None of your business!

- It is my business!
You're talking about me

behind my back!
- Oh, Kenny, calm down, please!

He said very nice things.
Actually, he said he loves you.

- He did?
- I don't know what I said, man!

The camera was running, you're
nervous, so you don't know.

- You know what guys?

I think you are really terrific
brothers, the two of you.

It was really great.
(Kenny snorting)

- Well, the time to go.

Sharon, thank you very much.

- Will you write to me?
- Yes.

- (Sharon): Bon voyage!
- Thank you. Eddy,

you were sensational.
- Thank you.

- Jesse... Ha!

- (Jesse): You know how get to the airport, right?
- I think so, yes.

Kenny, well,
it's time for goodbye.

- Yes.
- Goodbye, man.

- Bye, man!
- And, uh, you're not

coming with us, so I'll put you
down on the ground, OK?

Because otherwise, I don't think
you'll make it to the airport.

(Kenny laughing)
OK, uh...

- vous nous suivez, hein?
- D'accord.

- allez, on démarre!

(engines starting)

And I send you, uh, the tape

as soon as I get to Paris, OK? As soon as it's done.
- (Kenny): Yes. Right.

Bye!
- Thank you!

(soft piano music)

- (Kenny): Well, that was fun.

- (Sharon): Fini!
(laughing)

- How about some coffee?
- (Sharon): You got it.

- What's this?
- Well, it's a toll bridge.

Gotta pay a toll.

- I don't have to pay nothing.

- But then you don't
get to go across.

- Alright, so--
(laughing)

- OH! Oh, ho ho ho!

Huh? Huh? Say "uncle"!

- (laughing): Uncle!

- You keep, uh...
You keep away from your old man!

- (laughing): Old man!

- Turn on the TV.

- (man): And you're representing
what group, Stephanie?

- St. Boniface Church.
- Alright,

and where did you get
that bingo shirt?

- Uh, Dan loaned it to
Father Norford,

and I stole it
off of Father Norford!

- Well, they turned out to be
a pretty nice bunch of guys,

but good riddance to them.
I finally got my house back.

- I just got used to Philly-boy.
(all laughing)

- "Philly-boy"! Ha ha ha!

- You know, I kind of liked
that script girl.

(all laughing)

(door opening)

(sighing)

- Janet's brother is taking me
to her apartment in Pittsburgh.

I'm going to stay there until
I can find one on my own.

I'll get a job...

It's not going to work out here.

End up ripping
the whole family apart --

I don't want to do that.

I'm sorry, I really tried.

It's just too late.

(door closing)

- Just really isn't right.

It's just not.

- Sharon Kay!

Sharon Kay, wait a minute!

- What's the matter?
- Don't do this to me, Eddy!

I already made up my mind.
I ain't going back.

- But two days ago you wanted
to stay and now you're leaving.

- Didn't you hear what I said
upstairs? It ain't gonna work!

Besides, Mommy's only ever cared
about you and Kenny anyway.

I'm just a pain.
- Bullshit!

- Wait a minute!
Where you going'?

Give yourself time to try.
- I don't need time to try!

I've been independent
too long, Eddy!

I've been living
away from home too long.

I couldn't take it, and Mommy
definitely couldn't take it.

- Yeah, but she loves you.

- I know she loves me.

That's why I gotta go
before I mess anything else up!

Bryan's waiting for me
and I'm already late.

I gotta go.
- Give me your bags

and I'll walk with you.

- It might not be so bad.

I'll have my own apartment,
you can come visit

and we can talk
all by ourselves.

- You mean I could live with you
after I quit school?

- You still want to quit school?
- Yeah.

- What would Daddy
say about it?

- He says I'm a dumb-ass
and I should finish school.

- (snorting): Well, he's right.
- Oh, yeah?

How about you
when you quit school?

- Hey, that's different!
- No, it's not!

- It is too! I'm getting
a part-time job

and I'm going to modeling
school.

- Oh, sure.
- Well, it is different!

Besides, Alain said
I'd be a real good model.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah! So?

- What did Billy say about this?

(sighing)

- Why did you even bring him up?
I don't want to talk about him

anymore, alright?
- OK.

- Well, could you stop her?
- No, I couldn't stop her,

but who gives a shit?
- I do, that's who!

- Too bad! I couldn't have done nothing,
you couldn't have done nothing.

No one could have done nothing.
I'm going home!

(train horn sounding)

(train roaring by)

(romantic music playing on TV)

- Think I'm gonna
take a little walk.

Do you wanna come?
- No.

I'll stay here with Kenny.

-Bye.

- Mom, you think Sharon Kay
will come back?

- No, baby. She won't.

- Can't you bring her back?

- No.

I think it was over with her

a long time ago,

but we just didn't want
to face it.

- Aren't you sad?

- Of course I'm sad.

Daddy's sad, too.

That don't matter.

She can't live with us
no more.

- Why? Why can't
she live with us?

- Kenny...

I can't explain it to you.

You'll see why someday.

(sobbing)

- I thought it had gone so well.

I don't know what happened!

- Kenny!

- Come on, right here!

Where you going'?

- To the store. Gotta get
cigarettes for Pam.

- What, she's still
crying up there, huh?

- Yeah...

- Cigarettes will help, huh?
- Huh?

- I said, cigarettes gonna help.

- I guess.
- OK.

- Well, I'll see ya.

- Come on, move on back. I'm
going to hit it over your head.

- No, you're not!

- Come on!

- I told ya so.

(dogs barking)

- Whoa! Shadow! Hey!

(barking)

- GET OUT OF HERE!
GET OUT OF HERE!

LEAVE ME ALONE!
DON'T COME NEAR ME!

STAY OUT OF HERE!
- KENNY, NO!

(dog whining)
STOP, DAMN IT!

(bat falling)

Kenny, come here! Come here!

Are you OK? Huh?
Did he bite you?

- (Mr. Nilan): Shadow!
- TELL ME, KENNY!

DID HE BITE YOU? DID HE BITE YOU?
- NO! NO! NO!

- (sobbing): You son of a bitch!
You're crazy!

What the fuck's
the matter with you?

GO ON, YOU CRAZY BASTARD!

YOU'LL LEARN!

(hyperventilating)
- Dad... Dad!

Dad, come on.

Come on!

- Seven... King...

Jack... Ooh!

Big ones. Let's give...

...three.

Ace...

Six...

Three...

Nine...
(door opening)

- Where you been?
I was getting worried.

- Yeah, I suppose I should have
called you, huh? Mm...

- Ace...

- What are you up to?

- Nothing.

- Nothing...

- Yeah...

Guess I sort of made my mind up
about something.

I mean that, I don't know about
you or nothing,

but I've just about
had it with this shit.

These people.

Nothing goes on in this town

except things
that shouldn't be going on.

So...

Gonna get out of here.

- And them books
is gonna help?

- Well, if you want to do
something besides

sweeping floors,
you gotta learn a few things.

- Mom? Mom, can I go
to Pittsburgh tomorrow

with Cathy's father?
- Can I go too?

- No, you stay home!
- I wanna go too!

- Ma, he's waiting
for an answer down there.

- Yeah, sure.

(whispering): OK, go.

- So... Getting out?

- Yup.

(crickets chirping)

- Why can't you ever take me

with you?

- I don't need no
god damn chaperon.

- I won't bother
you and Cathy.

I'll go see Sharon Kay
by myself.

- Oh, sure, and have her
be pissed off at me?

- Why do you say that?
She'll be happy to see me!

- Sure, but I'm not going
to take that chance.

Anyways, Cathy's father
offered me a ride,

not my whole family.

I'm going to sleep.

(doorbell ringing)

(ringing repeatedly)

(ringing again)

(groaning quietly)

- Alright, alright!
(knocking)

OK!

- Hey, what's up?

- Aw, it's you.

What are you doing here
so early?

- What do you mean, "early"?
It's 10 o'clock!

- 10 o'clock?
- Yeah, it's 10 o'clock.

What's wrong with you?
You haven't been

doing any serious training
in over a week.

- I guess I haven't been feeling
too well and I have a few things

on my mind.
- Mm-hmm, Sharon Kay, huh?

- Yeah, maybe, but let's
leave her out of this.

- You just worry about your
football and maybe things would

be better with Sharon Kay.
- Yeah, maybe.

- Let's worry about
your training.

(playful music)

(Kenny shouting indistinctly)

Come on, Bill, Bill, Bill!

Hut, hut, hut, hut! Come on,
come on, let's go, LET'S GO!

Let's go, let's go! Hard, hard,
hard! Come on, do it! LET'S GO!

Let's go! Hard! Turn around!
Turn around, let's go! Hard! Hard! Hard!

COME ON, FASTER!
TURN! TURN!

Bring those knees up high!
Come on, hard, hard!

Hard, hard, hard!
Go on, bring 'em up high!

Come on, hard! Hard!
Touch your stomach with them!

Come one, hard! Hard!
Turn around, go back!

(clattering)

Alright, easy!
Less shoulders.

Less shoulders.

Now, come on! Come on!
Come on! Let's go!

Hut!

(laughing)
(Billy laughing)

(playful music)

(knock on door)
- (Sharon): Hmm?

- Where did Kenny go?

- What?

- Kenny's not in the house.

- What time is it?

- 6:15.

- Well...

Well, get some clothes on,
go outside and look.

- Alright.

- What's going on?
- Kenny's not in the house.

- Ha ha ha ha!

Well, man,

let me tell you, you're really

something else.
Ha ha ha!

- I'm not sure if it's a good move,
but I'll give it a hell of a try!

- Ha ha! Alright!

- I don't know! That's what
I'm telling you, Mom.

He wasn't here this morning,
he didn't say nothing to nobody.

- Took his skateboard.
- His skateboard isn't there.

Yeah, Billy and Eddy got their
friends out now looking.

Look, all I want is you'll
call me if you see him.

OK, bye.

(playful music continues)

- End of the line,
everybody out.

- Oh... Alright.

- OK, my man,
you take care of yourself.

We'll see ya.
- Alright.

(truck starting)

(woman coughing heavily)

(knocking rhythmically)

(repeating knock)

(locks sliding)

Hi!
- Kenny! What are you doing here?

Wait a minute...
Come on in.

- Where's Sharon Kay?

- She works from 6:00 to 10:00
at Ritzy's.

Kenny, what's going on?
Billy just called freaking out,

saying that you had disappeared or something.
Everybody's out looking for you.

- Don't worry about it. Cathy's
father just called my house.

- What does Cathy's father
have to do with it?

- He brought me here.
- Is he going

to take you home, too?
- Yeah.

- Well, Sharon Kay
should be here at about 10:30.

I have to leave for work now.
You can wait here if you want to.

- Naw, that's alright.
I'll just go and walk around.

- Kenny, I don't think it's safe
for you to walk around by yourself.

- If it's safe for you,
then it's safe for me.

- But this isn't West Aliquippa.
- I know,

but I can take care of myself.

(playful music)

- We may not be very rich,
but there's no

problems like that
in our family. We don't drink,

and Kenny is not the kind of boy
to run away, either.

- But it seems he did this time.
- Well, maybe,

but then why don't you go out
and look for him, instead of

asking me questions
about my family?

(playful music continues)

- Thank you!

- Good morning.
(sighing and clicking tongue)

(drink clattering)
Oh, my God! You OK?

Oh! Sorry...
- I'm fine.

- What's going on here?

Now, look, you've got to be
more careful.

- Uh, excuse me, sir...

- It really wasn't her fault.
I often surprise people.

- Well, thank you
for your understanding.

Can I take your order?

- Sure!

(lock sliding)
- Get in the house. Come on!

Sit down!

(sighing)

What is the matter with you?

Everybody's looking for you!

Even the cops
are looking for you!

Why do you always get in trouble
to get people's attention?

Can't you do anything
like everybody else?

- That's what I want,

but nobody won't let me.
- Of course they won't!

How's anybody going to trust you
if you keep doing stupid shit?

- This is the first time I did
something like this.

I had to talk to you.

- Talk to me?

If it's about getting back
with Billy or coming home,

you wasted your time.
I can tell you that right now.

- That's not why I came here.

We know you won't
come back home.

- (snorting): That's for sure.

And don't try to make me feel
guilty about it, neither.

Yeah, you made me feel guilty
all my life

for not being
a good sister to you!

- I'm not trying to make you
feel guilty!

I don't want to blame you,

I want to get
to know you better.

I want to know why you came home

and left so quickly.

I want to know why
you left 12 years ago.

Is it because
I don't have no legs?

I need to know these things.

- What do you want
to know that for?

Is it going to make you feel
better to know

that I don't care about you or anybody
else in the family? Huh? Will it?

- Yeah.

I'll know what to do
the next time I see you.

- OK. OK, you got it.

It is 'cause of you,
all of it!

What do they
expect from me, anyway?

I was only five years old
and I just wanted

a cute little baby to play with,

and you know what I got?
I got you!

I mean, I didn't scream
or cry or nothing

when I saw you,
I was in shock.

I didn't even say nothing,
'cause I couldn't.

It hurt too much inside!

Why wasn't my kid brother just
like every other little baby?

And then Mommy and Daddy
couldn't even pay attention

to me no more 'cause they were
too busy taking care of you.

Ooh, I had good reasons
to start hating you.

Oh, I hated you so much
it scared me.

Yeah, but I couldn't help it.

I thought there was
something wrong with me

for being such
a bad little girl.

So I left. And then
I started hating myself,

and then it just got worse.

You want to hear more about
our non-existent

brother and sister
relationship, do you?

I have a right to be happy

and to love myself!

And you messed me up until now!

But no more!

You made me lose
my mommy's love,

a chance to be with her
while I was growing up,

and you know what?
That's gone now.

I can't ever get it back.

Ever!

ARE YOU SATISFIED?

Oh, I can't even
look at you anymore!

Just get out of my house,
GET OUT OF MY LIFE!

(sobbing)

Damn it!
(sobbing)

(keyboard music)

- KENNY!

KENNY, COME BACK!

OH, KENNY, I DIDN'T MEAN IT!

KENNY, STOP!

KENNY! Damn it!

KENNY!
(sobbing frantically)

(far away): KENNY! WAIT!

KENNY!

WAIT, DAMN IT!

(sobbing and gasping)

KENNY!
(fog horn sounding)

Aw, shit!

Where are you, damn it?

Oh, I didn't mean it!

Kenny, I didn't mean it! I'm sorry!
- Sharon, no!

Sharon!

I'm over here!
Sharon!

(Sharon Kay gasping)

- (spluttering): Oh, Kenny!

Kenny!

Kenny, I'm sorry!

(sobbing and panting)
I'm so sorry.

(coughing)

I'm sorry!
Oh, come here!

Oh, oh!

Baby!

I'm so sorry!

Are you OK?
- Yeah.

I didn't mean anything I said,
I swear.

Oh, I need you,
I do need you!

(playful music)

- (Sharon): Here.

There's a strange look

- Door there, door there!
- Ah!

- In your eyes tonight

Such a faraway look

In a distant kind of light

- Go, Kenny!

- Got to get away, look

Somewhere you want to go

Gonna cruise
a galaxy highway look

Got your eye
on a distant light

Far on a distant light

You've got a real look

In your eyes tonight

Such a real look

In a truthful kind of light

Oh, soaring baby

Morning lazy

As you roll out to the road

Soaring baby

Was no warning
when you arrived

And then you arrived

Then you arrived

Far above the highway

Rise and rise

To a higher flyway

And when you come in
for a landing

There's a warm look

In your eyes tonight

Such a long look

A warming kind of light