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Julie?

Julie?

I'm afraid our time's up.

I'll see you next week.

Julie?

You're perched.

Easy. Come on.

You didn't find it for you. You have no proof.

At my reunion, lady, I just make a phone call all the time.

You can't... Get off him. He doesn't do anything.

Right there.

Mom, they're trying to take him away. Do something.

Mr. Smith.

We have a warrant for the arrest of your son, Richard.

Mothers, do something.

Call your father.

He'll know what to do.

Yes, they arrested him. They handcuffed him.

Yes, she is. Just a second.

Mom, it's Dad.

Hello? Did you try to stop them?

They had a warrant, Mark.

Did you do anything?

Julie?

Julie?

I'm going to call you right back.

Gentlemen.

Excuse me for just one moment, please.

Mom,

did you eat today?

You can't even feed yourself?

I cannot wait to get out of this house.

Your purse.

Hello?

Yes, you can.

Mom, it's Dad.

Your son will be spending the night at the Bracken Center. It's a juvenile

holding facility.

Now, the police have an informant who is willing to testify that he purchased a

number of Schedule 1 drugs from Richard. That's ridiculous. My son is not

selling drugs.

I have a witness.

A police informant.

Whose side are you on?

You will need to arrange bail.

Already handled. Fine. I'll meet you at Juvenile Hall tomorrow morning at 10 o

'clock.

Oh, Mark, I almost forgot about the Battenkill matter.

Your new corporate offices?

Yes. The escrow papers are ready for your review.

I thought since you're here, we could take care of it now.

Um, yeah, fine.

I'll meet you at home.

Let me just pull your file.

Going up?

Can I help you, Mrs. Smith?

I forgot my purse.

Julie. Julie!

No, sir. She went upstairs to find you.

You didn't see her come out?

No, sir. She just went up like ten minutes. All right, listen.

Follow the place that you know and find her, okay? Bring her back.

But she just went in. Find her. Move.

Tracy! Tracy!

I'm here!

Julie Smith has been seriously depressed for several years.

The last few months, she has shown a marked improvement.

Improvement?

I should hope so, with 200 bucks a pop.

But recently, her physical health has deteriorated. Well, she doesn't eat.

Do you have a recent photograph?

Why would she do this?

I give her everything.

She has never had to lift a finger.

And all I have ever asked is that she be a mother to our children, and she can't

even do that.

If she doesn't show up in 24 hours, call me at the precinct. 24 hours? They

can't take a missing person report on an adult for 24 hours.

My mother is acting weird, all right?

She could be suicidal.

She doesn't feel that she has anything to live for. Oh, really?

I can show you 500 women who'd be very happy to live for this.

Disgusting.

Kimberly.

Is this the way a mother teaches her children to talk?

Come on. Wake up time. Let's go, fella. Wake up.

Let's get out of here. Wake up time. Let's go, fella.

Come

on, fella.

No, Lauren. You know the law. Let's go.

Okay, I'm going.

Yeah.

Okay. Come on.

Yeah.

Rise and shine, man.

This is Officer Perez.

I need an ambulance at the corner of 7th and Hope.

Pulse, rapid and steady.

Blood pressure dropping.

Good morning.

I was afraid I'd missed you.

Sometimes. It's hilarious.

We're losing her.

Sometimes you have to be lost before you can be found.

Mother! You're doing fine, Julie.

Mother!

Your time's up, Julie.

Because that is exactly what's going to happen if you spend all your time

chasing after silly dreams.

Almost there, Julie. Silly dreams.

Tell me about your childhood, Julie.

Hey there, Julie.

How you doing?

Well, I don't lie.

Far out, isn't it?

You've probably seen dozens of people talk about it on Geraldo.

Where am I?

Who are you?

I'm Mr. Jones.

What is this place?

Well, in Spain, it's called El Cielo.

France is called Paradis.

In Germany, it's Himmel.

This is good.

Prosecutor is late for a change.

That's points for our side.

Prosecutor.

Oh, boy.

There's a bit of bad luck.

Your Honor, the prosecution is ready.

J .L., an overnight sensation in the legal circles, but for my taste...

Over the top. This isn't happening. It's a bad dream.

How does a dependent plead?

Not guilty, Your Honor. I haven't done anything.

That is precisely the charge, Your Honor.

Not doing anything.

Well, since when did that become a crime?

Since the first century.

1 Timothy, chapter 5, verse 8.

But if any provide not for his own, especially for those of his own house,

denies the faith.

and is worse than an infidel.

My husband provides very well for my family.

Your Honor, the defendant that stands before you is guilty of the sin of

sloth. Sloth. Sloth.

Aimless indifference to your responsibilities before God and man.

She despairs because she does not understand the possibility of salvation.

Responsibilities to God, salvation, these are children's stories.

Let me do the talking, okay?

I'm not indifferent.

Prosecution presents exhibit number one.

The first year of the defendant's marriage.

This isn't a dream.

It's a nightmare.

Mark. What happened to cleaning?

I was tired.

Doing what? Watching TV all day? I don't know. The day just got away from me.

You know, I asked you to do one little thing. You can't even do that?

The defendant's daughter, three years old, left unattended in a park.

Oh, no.

No, I was there with her. I'm sure I was there with her, wasn't I?

I don't remember, but I know that I wouldn't have just taken her and left

must have been there.

There I am.

I

don't

want to see anymore.

And you...

Did nothing to try and help your son? They had a warrant for him.

Well, his father is not on trial here.

Fluff.

Simple fluff.

Your Honor, in modern times, people generally acknowledge Julie's condition

depression. Psychological mumbledy -gook.

People don't want to take responsibility for their behavior.

So they coined fancy words to explain their actions.

Sloth is sloth is sloth.

And the punishment for it is everlasting damnation. If you would just bear with

me, Your Honor.

Defense exhibit number one.

Don't walk away from me when I'm talking to you. You deliberately went behind my

back. I really wanted to see if I could get in. And who's supposed to pay for

this nonsense?

Other girls go to college.

Julie, to college, to find a husband, not to thumb... school for the arts you

have the best photography department in the state never mind your pictures look

at yourself take a look at yourself in the mirror you're beautiful you can

have your pick of any man and that is exactly what you are going to do marry a

man who can give you everything So you don't end up like me. Mom. You want to

work yourself into an early grave? Fine. Because that is exactly what's going to

happen if you spend all your time chasing after silly dreams. I just want

chance. Oh, baby, you have a chance.

You're beauty.

And it doesn't last forever.

You are not going to some school for the arts.

I don't see how your exhibit helps your case, Counselor.

If I may approach?

Yes.

Julie was an artist. A photographic artist.

It was her entire identity.

When she had to give that up, she lost herself completely.

There was no way she could be of any service to anyone else.

When she was, for all intents and purposes, dead.

Mr. Jones, I have allowed you great latitude.

But... Others have given up their dreams, and they have not fallen into

and despair.

I'm not talking about dreams, sir.

I'm talking about our very soul.

The mark of who we are.

Julie lost hers.

If we can just give her the chance to reclaim it. Who's to say if she does go

back that she will regret?

this sole choice that she will accomplish anything.

She should at least be given the opportunity.

I want to go back.

I want to go back.

I won't let my mother ruin my life again.

It may not be as easy as it looks.

I never throw my life away again.

So be it.

A life sentence.

You will have three days, and three days only.

You will go back with all your memories intact.

No one will recognize you.

You are a free agent in the universe with the blessing of God Almighty and

court.

Three specials, two dogs, everything on them, and

I could use some clean set -up.

Yo, girly, you want to get fired first day on the job?

Get moving.

Mildred, I need help out front.

Or would you rather be Millie?

I'm... Mildred, please.

Mildred, it is. Can you give me a hand?

Honey, get a move on.

Honey!

How would you like me slapped in a sexual harassment suit?

Hey, what's the language? It's the family joint.

You think the customers are going to sit around all day while you're admiring

yourself in a clean plate?

I'm not admiring myself.

Neither would anybody else. Don't move!

Right, these two go to station two. This one to station four. This one to

station eight.

So?

What did your mother say? I didn't tell her I was doing it. She's going to

freak. No, she won't. Are you kidding me? She wants you to graduate high

and marry Mark. I know, but she wants you to grow up to be a rich witch just

like Mark's mom.

She'll change her mind.

She will. When she sees how important it is to me to go to art school, she'll

change her mind.

I'll help you clean it up.

I don't know how anybody is supposed to carry all those plates on two arms. The

price of those plates is coming out of your salary.

What? And they aren't cheap.

Fifty cents each.

Come on, I'm not cleaning this up on myself.

So, when are you supposed to hear from Art?

Tomorrow. She's going to break.

Stop saying that.

Waitress?

Yes?

I'll help you in just a moment.

How pathetic.

Can you imagine ending up like her?

I'm sorry, we're closed.

Any coffee left, Mildred?

Mildred. I mean, out of all the names, you couldn't come up with anything

than that?

Hey, I flipped the coin. Mildred won.

Beat Gertrude three out of five.

That's a little heaven humor, right?

We really do have to talk.

I'm sorry, sir. We're closed.

Oh, I'll come back tomorrow. I don't know.

I don't have a house. I don't have any money.

These things always work out.

Trust me.

Jones!

I don't believe it.

Here are your money.

Hmm?

Yeah, well, you know, kind of.

Look, Mildred, if you need a place to stay, you can always crash at our place

for a while. Well, crash would be about right.

But I need help with Axel two nights a week.

What's an Axel?

Axel, my son.

Wednesdays and Fridays we work the night shift at the Fox Club bar. If you're

willing to keep an eye on him while I'm at work, you can hang out with us rent

-free. You know, until you get yourself settled somewhere.

little cranky when I pick him up from daycare. Oh, I'm tired.

Where am I going to sleep?

Wait a minute, man. We've got work to do.

We've been working all day.

And now we've got home chores. If we don't do it, who will?

You feed Axel. I'll take out the trash.

I don't want to eat. I hate our food.

They say it's good to let children express themselves.

I'm hungry. I want dinner. You have to feed me.

Okay.

Where's your microwave?

Where's your microwave?

I'm hungry. I'm hungry.

All right, Axel.

You should remember, I'm not a master chef.

porn appetite no no no no

now who's gonna eat keep

your mouth full i don't have to listen to it

are you eating

food's not going in your mouth eat

You're late.

Five minutes.

I'm docking you.

Oh, gee, that's going to set me back, what, a quarter?

You can always get somebody else.

Sorry.

What was that?

I said I'm sorry, sir, and I mean it.

Axel, the daycare. You look so tired. I let you sleep.

I'm sorry.

Most dirty dishes I've seen in my whole life. Seems about average to me.

She won't let me go. What?

She tore up my acceptance letter. Oh, my gosh.

She tore up my life.

Julie.

Julie.

Where's she going?

Julie.

Julie. Julie.

Julie, wait, please. I need to talk to you.

Mildred, what is going on? Listen, Annie, there's something really

need to do tonight, so I may be a little late, all right? Late?

You have to pick Axel up from daycare. It's your night to watch him.

Isn't there somebody else who could do it?

Mildred, I'm depending on you.

Where are we going? Let me go home. I hate this street. Listen, Axel.

You can hate this street. You can hate this city. You can hate me if you want

to. I don't care. I just don't want to hear about it anymore.

You got that?

But... No.

No buts.

Listen, Axel.

Nobody likes a kid who whines and complains all the time. So take a little

advice from me.

If you want to be an adult, if you actually want to grow to be a grown -up,

you've got to change that attitude.

Okay?

So you're from Julie's school?

Um, well, no, not exactly.

What?

I forgot about that.

My first photography class.

I remember every minute about the day I won this.

Graham was with me.

I think you had the flu.

Sunset shot.

F11 at a 30th of a second and handheld, too.

Who are you?

Um... A friend of the family?

I think I'd know if you were. I'm sorry, Mrs. Smith. It really doesn't matter

who I am. What matters is...

I don't know how to say this.

So I'm just going to say it straight out.

You have to let her go to that art school.

What business is that of yours?

If you don't, it's going to ruin her whole life.

Get out of here. And it's going to ruin her children's lives. And that would be

your grandchildren. Get out of here before I call the police. I know. It's

strange. Get out of here. All right. All right.

Oh, my mother.

I really thought she'd listen to me. Why? If some wacko walked into your

and tried to tell you how to raise your daughter, would you listen?

Well, yeah, but... Who are you talking to?

Him.

You're weird.

Only you can see and hear me, except when I want others to.

And I don't feel like it right now.

I don't know why you came here, but you're only making it worse. Please just

stay away.

I'm hungry. I want dinner.

Boy, am I excited to see you.

Come on in. Go ahead.

Sausage and pineapple.

Extra cheese.

Pizza!

Here you go.

Knock yourself out, kiddo.

Having fun?

I'm exhausted.

I work.

Really hard all day long. And my boss yells at me. And my customers yell at

And I get here at night.

And that kid yells at me.

And the one chance I get to try to change my mother's mind, I completely

blow.

Oh, no, no. Don't do that.

I'm no good with crying.

Here, look.

That's a big one.

I got one for you.

Thank you.

Keep it.

Hey, where have you been anyway?

Aren't you supposed to be helping me?

I can offer some advice. Drop off some pizza. That's about it.

All right. Thanks for the pizza.

Now, how do I change my mother's mind?

It's not your mother you're supposed to change.

It's nearly midnight.

Oh.

The apartment looks great. Thanks for cleaning it up. Thanks for taking your

whole night. Well, I had something to figure out, so I figured I might as well

clean while I was thinking.

Did you find the answer you were looking for?

Well, I don't know.

Oh, God.

Let it go.

Usually when I stop thinking about things, that's when I figure it all out.

Annie, can I ask you a question?

Sure. Why do you work the two jobs?

Because I'm saving money to go back to school.

Really? I can't be a waitress the rest of my life.

Wouldn't your parents help pay for you to go to college?

I suppose they would have if I hadn't been so stubborn, but I insisted on

getting married, and then my mom came back, so his dad split, you know.

Can't let abject poverty get in the way of my dreams.

I've got the late shift, so I'm going to sleep in tomorrow.

Oh, don't forget about Axel's birthday party tomorrow in the park.

Tomorrow? Yeah, you said you'd give me a hand.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, sure.

Tomorrow. Oh, yeah, I'll be there.

Oh, you know, I may be a little late.

I've got to pay somebody a call first.

But I'll be there, definitely.

Okay, well, good night. Night.

All right, it's a beautiful birthday cake.

Now, get those candles running.

How old are you, big guy?

Six and one to go on.

One,

two, three, four.

Wonder Girl on.

Be right back.

Oh, hi, Julie. You made it.

Oh, and you got your camera. That's great.

What do you want me to do?

Well, you see the balloons, the clown, the... It's a birthday party. I want you

to shoot it.

Oh, wait, Julie, Julie.

Sorry, I forgot something.

It's your fee.

Oh, no. I can't take money for this.

You should.

You could use it to put yourself through school.

On children's parties?

Well, sure, children's parties, weddings, anniversaries, Christmas, for

misfit. You know, everybody likes to get their picture taken.

Go ahead.

Good job.

I'm going to take my little wiggly here, and I've got my little funny nose. Oh,

you kids are just out there.

How you doing?

You're late.

How are you? Again.

I'm sorry.

Again. Let me warm this up for you.

Yours, sir.

How was the party? Oh, it was great. You should have seen Julie, how alive she

was. And Annie's going to help her get some kind of financial assistance, you

know, student loan or something.

Whatever it takes.

I hate to bring this up, but today's your last day.

My last day?

Three days only.

Oh, but I...

A few hours left.

But only a few.

And counting.

Just what?

Is it you think you are doing?

Now that's what I like to see.

You're very good.

Not good enough for a raise, but you're very good.

Oh, well, thanks. I'll be sure to post that on my website.

Huh?

I really thought Julie would show up.

No, just her friends.

Julie, your time is up.

Oh, no, it can't be. Three days. That's all the time you were given. Just a few

more minutes.

All right, where is she? What have you done with her? What have I done with

Why don't you ask yourself the same question?

Me. How could you take away from Julie the one thing that makes her who she is?

How can you kill the spirit inside of her that makes her feel alive?

How dare you speak to me like that? I'm her mother. That's funny.

You never acted like it.

If anything happens to my daughter, I am holding you personally responsible.

She is responsible.

She's responsible for helping me see what I had to do.

Where have you been?

I went to the school.

I told them you threw away my acceptance letter by mistake.

I told them I was registering for classes.

Fine.

You'll do it with no help from me.

We did it.

We did it. All right.

Oh, good girl.

I believe we have a schedule to keep.

But I need to talk to you.

Just a minute.

One minute.

Thank you.

I'm scared.

You're scared?

Oh, come on. Everybody's scared. care, but you don't let that stop you. Well,

what if I chase after this dream and I never get married or I never have

children or what if my mother's right?

What if, what if, what if?

There's so many what ifs.

You bring joy to yourself and to everybody around you with your

Believe in that.

You know, when I first saw you, I thought I'd never want to be like you.

But now I only hope I can come close to being like you.

Oh, you will.

I can guarantee it.

Julie, it's time.

I've got to go.

One picture?

One picture.

Flashbulbs can really blind you, huh?

Kimberly?

Yes?

Oh, Kimberly, it's so good to see you. Mom, it's only been 11 seconds since you

last saw me. Well, I know, but it's good to see you again.

Oh, sweetheart, is Richard here?

No, he has final exams and he couldn't make it.

Oh, it was his idea to go to boarding school and now he's missing all the fun

stuff.

Julie.

Kimberly.

Axel.

This is your best opening ever.

The critics love the collection.

That's my mom, the world's greatest photographer.

Now, what am I, kitty litter?

No, you're the world's greatest agent. That's right. Listen, you are going to

make scads of money tonight for Save the Kids.

Are you my agent?

I'll see you in a second. Yeah.

Mom? Yeah. I know this isn't the right time or the right place, but, um... I

didn't get it.

Oh, sweetheart, I'm sorry.

Well, it's okay. I'll just, you know, try harder for the audition next year,

I'll make it.

You bet you will.

And you know what, kiddo?

I've been thinking about having an assistant to work at the studio this

Who would you like for that to be?

I would love to.

You got it.

Well,

it's your night.

Yeah, I can't believe all these people.

Honey, aren't you going to say hello to Stuart?

Honey, it's Stuart.

He's only been my attorney since we got out of college.

Stuart. He's been...

Your attorney.

Steward.

Well, I can't tell you how happy I am to see you.

Ladies and gentlemen, if I may have your attention, please, just for a moment.

These works that you see around you represent... I know, you know, this is

part I really, really hate.

Oh, honey, like it or not, you are a celebrity.

No, I'm not.

I'm a photographer.

Whose work?

has helped raise millions of dollars for kids all around the world. I'm proud of

you. I love you.

And I love you.

I've got to talk to someone.

Okay. Okay.

The tragedy of the under, and she selflessly donates all the proceeds from

sale to bring them happiness.

Glad you can be here.

Me too.

Your work is wonderful.

Oh.

Have any favorites?

Hmm. I think this one.

Oh, the one Julie took of Mildred. Me.

Do you mind if I kept it for one of my albums?

I would be honored.

May I ask you something?

Of course.

Why did Jessa give me a life sentence?

Why did he allow me to come back?

Remember the day in court?

You stepped forward and spoke out for yourself, loud and clear.

I want to go back.

And in that moment, you did something.

You took a firm stand.

That did it?

Everyone is different. Every situation unique.

If Jane Doe said the same thing, it might be meaningless.

But for the Julie of that time and place, it was a very significant act.

Jeff's end, God recognized that.

Will I see you again?

Me?

Maybe in 50 years, who knows?

And Julie.

As much as you love the memory of washing all those dishes, once I'm gone,

you're not going to have any memories of that time.

Your new life is the only life you'll remember.

I don't know how to thank you.

For what?

You did all the work.

Enjoy the fruits of your labor.

Ladies and gentlemen, the woman behind the camera.

But at the forefront of Save the Kids, Julie Smith.