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And it's right
down the road, straight down...

And the great--
And there's great sandwiches

and great sourdough bread.

And they have great soups as well,
and if you have enough room--

Why do they always put braces
on teenage girls at the exact moment

they're most self-conscious
about their appearance?

I don't know.

- Tom.
- I see him.

- Tom!
- Jesus!

Tom!

Hello, Amy.

Hi, Darryl.

Amy, can you tell the kids
you'll be right back,

and, uh, shut the door and step outside
and talk to us for a minute?

Okay.

I'll be right back, you guys.

- You're not supposed to go out, Amy.
- She's going to smoke a cigarette.

Rudy, come on, I'm really late! Come on.

- How was school?
- Stupid.

Why do you say that?

We're supposed to write a story
for English homework,

but they didn't tell us
what it's supposed to be about.

Well, what do you mean?

I mean, they didn't tell us
what it's supposed to be about.

- They said do whatever you want.
- Oh, well, what's wrong with that?

I don't know.
I just think it's unstructured.

Well, I'm sure you'll think of something.
If you can't, I'll help you.

- Okay. Here. Don't forget your backpack.
- It's not a backpack. It's a knapsack.

Well, then, don't forget the knapsack.
Hey. Give me a hug.

Okay.

- Guess who's been asking for you.
- Oh, no. Really?

- Is that his car?
- Oh, yeah.

- Yeah, come in.
- Mr. Everett.

- Oh, yeah. Brian.
- Brian, hi.

I'm Samantha Ann Prescott.
I'm the lending officer.

- Yeah, hi. Hi.
- Hi.

How are you? Have a seat.

- I am so sorry I was late.
- Yeah, we missed you before.

I got held up. But believe me,
it's nothing I make a habit of.

Oh, I'm sure it's not.

Would you get that door for me, please?

- Thanks.
- Sure.

So I always run out at 3:15 to meet him

and then run him real quick
over to the sitter's house.

Anyway, Larry never seemed
to mind about it, so I was...

hoping you'd feel
the same way about it too.

Well, Samantha, I realize that Scottsville
is not exactly a major banking center.

- No, it's not.
- No, I know it's not.

But it's kind of
a personal challenge for me

to see what we can do
to bring local service

up to the kind of standards
that we would be trying to meet

if we were the biggest branch
in the state.

Now, that means

I don't really want anybody
running out at 3:15 or 3:30

or whenever the bus happens
to come in that day.

So is there anybody else
who can pick your son up after school?

- Does your husband work in the area?
- Uh, no.

Rudy Sr. isn't on the scene, so to speak.

Well, I can give you a few days
to make some other arrangement, but--

Well, Brian, I understand what you're
saying and I think it's great. I do.

Because a lot of things here
could use attention, believe me.

But I've been meeting this bus every day
for three years now.

It really does-- It just takes 15 minutes.

And if I take the time
out of my lunch hour--

Well, I'd prefer if you made
some other arrangement, okay?

I'll do my best.

So how old's your son?

Uh, he's 8.

Ah. That's a terrific age.

Got a letter from Uncle Terry.

What?

- What room is he gonna stay in?
- Well, he can stay in the living room.

And you know what?
He's not gonna live here.

He's only coming to stay here
for a little while.

And it's okay if you don't remember him

because you were only 6
the last time he was here.

But, um, I think it's, uh--

It'll be nice if you guys have a chance
to get to know each other.

Don't you think?

Hey, Rudy, would it distract you
if I put on some music?

No.

Did you think of a story?

- What's it about?
- My father.

What about--? What about your father?

Well, it's just a made-up story about him.

- Can I read it when you're done?
- It's not very good.

Don't say that.

Anyway, Bob,
it's kind of this adventure story.

Rudy's father is a secret agent
or something,

working for the government.

And it made me feel kind of weird,
you know,

because I never say much to him
about Rudy Sr.,

because I don't know what to say.

And I don't know if I should just let him

imagine what he wants to imagine,
or if I should sit him down sometime

and, you know, tell him
that his father's not such a nice person.

Well, I don't know, Sammy.
What have you told him already?

Not much. Uh...

He knows...

He knows I don't have
the highest opinion of him,

and he knows
that I don't want to see him...

and I don't want
to know anything about him,

and I don't want to have anything
to do with him ever.

But I've tried to keep it kind of neutral.

Anyway, I could go
into a lot more detail--

No, it's an interesting problem.
I don't know what to tell you.

It's, um, you know, a little outside
my personal field of, uh, expertise.

- All right.
- I'd be glad to give it some thought.

Okay.

- What?
- No, nothing. I'm just glad to see you.

I'm glad you called me.

Bet you were surprised.

Yeah, a little.

- I should get going.
- Really?

- Uh, yeah, I have the babysitter.
- Oh.

But thanks for a lovely evening.

Oh, thank you.

- Hey.
- Hey, Terry.

- Where'd you get that hat?
- I got it on the street for a dollar.

It's nice.

Well, you know, it's pretty much
your standard woolen hat.

I had a very similar reaction to it.

Um...

- Can I get that money from you?
- Oh, yeah. Sorry.

- Is that all you have?
- Yeah.

Can you borrow some more
from your brother?

- Well, that would involve speaking to him.
- Well, I'm definitely gonna be gone

- for a couple of days, Sheila. I mean--
- Why do you have to stay for so long?

Because my sister is not a bank, okay?

- You seem to think my brother's a bank.
- Can we just cut the puerile crap?

I'll be back as soon as I can, okay? I am
not the kind of guy everyone says I am.

I know you're not.

Okay. Uh...

I'll call you tonight.

- Don't you wanna tell me that you love me?
- I love you.

That was really convincing.

Well, I think after this is over,

you should seriously consider
moving back home.

Yeah.

- All right.
- So you'll call me tonight?

Definitely, yeah.

Hello? Terry!

- Whoa.
- Terry.

- That's me.
- Terry Prescott.

- That's right.
- Well, give me a cuddle.

How you doing? Good to see you, man.

- You too. How you doing, Darryl?
- Where you been?

- I've been all over the place.
- Which way you headed?

- I'm going up to see Sammy at the square.
- Can I walk with you a bit?

- So she said you'd been to Alaska?
- Oh, yeah, yeah.

Oh, how you doing, Mr. Parker?
Good to see you. Yeah, take care.

What were you doing? You working up there?

- Yeah, yeah.
- Sammy says she was getting postcards

from all across the country.

- Oh, yeah. I've been all over, man.
- Pretty cool.

- It's good to have you back here.
- Oh, thanks, Darryl.

- Good to see you, Terry.
- Keep enforcing the peace.

A little harder now you're here,
but I'll do what I can.

- No, man, I'm reformed.
- Oh, yeah.

- Hey, I'll see you around.
- All right.

- Don't be a stranger, all right?
- You too. Take care.

- Sorry about yesterday.
- I don't care.

I was studying the bus description
and I got on the wrong bus.

- I mean, I missed my stop.
- I don't care, Terry.

- I'm so glad to see you.
- I'm glad to see you too, Sammy.

Um, so you're coming from work?

Uh, no, it's Saturday.

Yeah. No, it's just
you're dressed so formally.

Oh. No. You know, I thought I'd--

Yeah. You know, I thought
it was a special occasion, which it is.

Oh, it's good. No, it's good.
I thought I'd get dressed up too.

- It's okay. You look fine.
- Yeah.

This is the haute cuisine of garments.

- What?
- Nothing, nothing.

So how are you?

I'm fine, Terry.

So, um, how's Rudy?

We're fine, Terry.

How are you?

Uh, yeah.

Where have you been lately, Terry?

- Uh, no, I haven't been--
- I got a postcard from you from Alaska.

Yeah, yeah.
I was out there for a little while.

- That was in the fall, Terry.
- Yeah. I know I've been out of touch.

- I was a little worried.
- I've been to a lot of different places.

I was down in Florida for a little while.

I was doing some work in Orlando.

Man, I've been all over the place.

Well, I wish you had just let me know
you were okay.

Yeah, I didn't realize
it had been so long.

You staying in town for a while?

Well, I don't know.

Uh, I got all these things
I got to do back in Worcester.

Oh.

So I'm probably not gonna be able
to stay for more than a day or so.

Oh.

I mean, I'm trying to keep
to a schedule of sorts.

Oh. That's-- I just-- That's all right.

It's a very worthy story,
but I won't trouble you with it right now.

Are you expecting someone?

- Who would I be expecting here?
- You just keep looking around, that's all.

I was just actually wondering

if we could get
some more refreshments, actually.

I actually gotta confess to you, Sammy,

that the reason that you may not
have heard from me for a while...

is that...

I've been unable to write
on the account of the fact that...

I was in jail for a little while.

You were what?

I served a little time,
I guess, down in Florida.

- It was just for bullshit.
- What?!

- It was for bullshit.
- What did you do?

I didn't do anything. Does it occur to you
maybe I was wronged?

- No! Oh, my God!
- Would you please--?

- Let me tell you what happened.
- What happened?

I got into a fight
in a bar down in Florida,

which I was not the one
who instigated it at all.

They worked up this bullshit against me
and threw me in the pen for three months.

I didn't write
'cause I didn't want you to get all upset.

I figured that you'd figure
I was on the road for a while.

It was stupid. I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to make you worry.
But you wanna know what?

I can't run around doing stuff or not
doing stuff because it'll make you worry.

Because then I come back here,
I tell you about my fucking traumas

and I get this wounded
"I've let you down" bullshit again.

It just cramps me.
I just wanna get out from under it.

Now I'm back in this fucking hole
explaining myself again.

- Will you please stop cursing?
- I realize I'm in no position

to basically say anything ever,
but it's not like I'm down there

in some redneck bar in Florida,

I'm having an argument
with some stripper's boyfriend

and I say to myself,
"Hey, this would be a great time

to really stick it to Sammy
and get locked up for a few months."

You don't write me for six months.
I don't know where you are!

- I'm sorry.
- I don't know if you're alive or dead!

Then you show up out of nowhere,
you tell me you were in jail.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, Sammy. I'm really sorry.

- Sammy.
- What?

- I'm in the midst of a slight predicament.
- What do you need, money?

Um, yeah.

I'm broke.

I gotta get back to Worcester tomorrow.

I got this girl there

and she's kind of in a bad situation.

So I just need to borrow some money,
whatever you can spare.

I'll pay you back, man.

I'll pay you back.

I just...

I really wish Mom was here.

- So do I, man.
- No one knows what to do with you.

Well, I know how they feel, man.

Terry, can I ask you a question?

Sure.

I mean...

Do you ever go to church anymore?

Come on, Sammy.
Can we not talk about that shit?

- Do you?
- No, Sammy, I don't.

- Can you tell me why not?
- Yeah, because I think it's ridiculous.

Can you tell me
without denigrating what I believe in?

It's primitive. I think it's a fairy tale.

Have you ever considered that maybe
that's part of what's making things

- so difficult for you?
- No.

That you've lost hold of, I mean,
not just your religious feeling,

but lost hold of any kind of anchor.

I mean, any kind of trust in anything.
No wonder you drift around so much.

What's to stop you? How would you
ever know if you found the right thing?

I'm not really looking for anything, man.

I'm just, like, trying to get on with it.

Here we go.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

Thanks, Sammy.
I'm really gonna pay you back.

- Where we going?
- To pick up Rudy.

Do you not even want me to visit now?

'Cause I can catch the bus at 5:00,
if that's what you want.

Of course I want you to visit, you idiot.

I've been looking forward
to seeing you more than anything.

I told everybody I know
you were coming home.

I cleaned the whole fucking house,
so it'd look nice for you.

I thought you'd stay at least a few days.
I had no idea you were just broke again.

I wish you'd just sent me an invoice!

Hi, is that Malcolm?

Uh, hi. This is Terry Prescott. Uh...

I'm trying to get a hold of Sheila
and the phone isn't picking up.

I was wondering if maybe you guys--

She what?

Well, is she all right?

Uh... Can I talk to her, please?

Okay.

Um, then can you please give her
a message and tell her that I...?

That, uh, girl I'm with
tried to kill herself.

- What?
- She tried to kill herself.

- Do you have everything you need?
- I think so.

What are you gonna do?

I don't know.
Just send her the money, I guess.

Maybe you should stay home for a while.

Yeah,
maybe that'd be a good idea.

This 15-year-old says she's
sick of her brother trying to control her.

She dropped out of school,
she's doing drugs,

and says there's nothing
he can do about it.

I'm going to bed.
Do you have everything you need?

Uh, yeah, thanks.

Good night.

Good night.

Terry, I'm really glad you're home.

Yeah, me too, Sammy.

Okay, so we'll drop Rudy off at the bus,

then all you have to do is drop me off
at the bank and then pick Rudy up at 3:30

and drive him over to Carol's house.

And that's it. She lives on Harvey Lane
past where the Dewitts used to live.

Okay.

Rudy knows where she lives.

Okay.

God, Mabel,
don't those colors hurt your eyes?

Oh, no. It keeps me fresh.

Yeah?

Oh. Hi, Sammy. What can I do for you?

Um, Brian, did you want us to hand
these timesheets in at the end of the day

- or at the end of the week?
- Uh, yeah, end of the day will be fine.

It just seems like
an awful lot of extra paperwork.

I like paperwork.

- You showed up.
- Looks that way.

- Put on your seat belt.
- It pushes on my neck.

- What?
- It pushes on my neck. It's uncomfortable.

When someone slams into us
and you go sailing through the windshield,

that's liable to be uncomfortable too.
Now put on the seat belt.

Mom's parents died in a car accident.

Yeah, I know. They're my parents too.

- They are?
- Yeah. Your mom's my sister.

- Yeah, I know.
- So that means we have the same parents.

- Oh, yeah.
- Oh, yeah.

Um, Carol just called. She said that Terry
and Rudy never showed up at her house.

You've gotta be kidding.

These have to be filed by number,
by the account number,

not alphabetically.

Sammy?

Sammy!

Hey. What are you doing? Look.

If you hold it further down, you'll get
a lot more power on that. You know?

You should be able to hit that nail in
in two or three hits. Look.

See?

Go ahead, try it.

- That's not the way I hold it.
- The way you hold it is wrong.

- Why can't I just hold it my own way?
- You can.

One there, one there,
and one over there.

All right? You got that?

Right. Nice! Good. That's it.

Um...

Brian, did you wanna see me?

Yeah. Yeah, I was kind of wondering
what happened to you today.

Oh, didn't Mabel tell you?
I had a false alarm about my son.

Yeah, well, I thought
you were gonna work that out.

Well, I did work it out, more or less.

Then what are you doing,
leaving here in the middle of the day

- without a word of explanation to me?
- Brian, don't yell at me.

I'm not yelling at you. I'm just--
I'm getting a little frustrated here.

Sorry. Would you close the door, please?

And Eddie Dwyer lives in Buffalo
with his wife and two kids,

- if you can believe it.
- Oh, that's depressing.

Why?

He just never struck me
as the marrying type.

- Who are you talking about?
- Some wild kids we used to know.

- Were you a wild kid?
- Not as wild as your mom.

- Yeah, right.
- What, you don't believe me?

- No.
- Ask her.

Mom, were you?

No comment.

What are you doing?

Oh, just reading
some of your compositions.

- Why are you smoking?
- Um, because it's bad. Don't ever do it.

I won't.

You know this used to be my room?

Yeah?

Do you want it back?

No.

- Did you fight in Vietnam?
- No, I wasn't even born yet.

- Were you ever in the Army?
- No.

My father was in the Army.

I know. Unfortunately,
he didn't fight in Vietnam either.

Were you friends with him?

Not really. I mean, we had some friends
in common, I guess.

- I didn't like him very much.
- Why not?

- Well, he wasn't very likable.
- Why do you say that?

I don't know. He was always, like--

He always had to be better than you
at everything, you know?

Like, if we were all playing basketball
or something,

everybody's having a friendly game,
and he's ready to, like, kill somebody

if his team didn't win.

Or, like, if you told, like,
a joke or a story,

he always had to tell a better one.
Kind of gets annoying after a while.

Plus, it was pretty scummy
how he split on you and your mom.

He was a prick. Probably still a prick.

Fortunately for you, though,
your mom is, like, the greatest.

So you had some bad luck
and you had some good luck.

- Mind if I ask you a personal question?
- I don't know.

Do you like it here?
I mean, in Scottsville?

- Yeah.
- Why?

I don't know. My friends are here.

- I like the scenery. I don't know.
- I know, I know. It's just so--

- There's nothing to do here.
- Yes, there is.

No, there isn't, man.
It's narrow, it's dull.

It's a dull, narrow town
full of dull, narrow people

who don't know anything except
what things are like right around here.

They have no perspective whatsoever.
No scope.

They might as well be living
in the 19th century

'cause they have no idea what's going on.

And if you try and tell them that,
they wanna fucking kill you.

What are you talking about?

I have no idea.

You're a good kid.

Yeah, this doesn't apply to you,
Sammy, but...

I've noticed that some of the employees
are setting their PC monitors

to all kinds of crazy colors.

Purple, polka dot, what have you.

And it's no big deal, but--

I mean, really, this is a bank, you know?
It's really not appropriate.

So I'm asking that people use
a more "normal range of colors" in future.

But like I said,
this doesn't really apply to you.

No, my computer palette's
pretty conservative.

- Bob Steegerson.
- What are you wearing?

Mom?

- What's up?
- Do you know that you have

an enormous leak coming
from the upstairs hallway here?

Yeah, I did.

You guys sure you're gonna be okay?

- Yes, yes.
- What is happening here?

It's just the problem is, the pipes are
corroded the whole length of the hall.

So every time I put a new piece in,
it starts leaking further down.

- Why don't I just call the plumber?
- Why?

He's not gonna do anything different
than what I'm doing.

- Yeah, we're only making it worse.
- No, we're not. Shut up.

Thanks. Thank you.

So call if there are any problems.

If I'm not there, I'm either on my way
back home or on my way.

- Okay. Nice to meet you, Bob.
- Yeah, you too.

So lights out at 10.
Don't spend the whole night watching TV.

- What's your idea of the whole night?
- Two hours, tops.

After you.

This kid is a sure bet
to lead the way

for the next generation
of California surfers.

- What's your feeling about Bob?
- I don't really know him that well.

- Oh, I got bad news for you.
- No!

Great. Now what are we supposed to do?

- You know how to play pool?
- I've played it.

I don't think they let kids in here.

- What?
- I don't think they let kids in here!

We're not allowed to watch any more TV,
so it's this or nothing.

But if we get into any trouble,
you let me do the talking, okay?

Okay.

Uh, I got 100 bucks here, says me
and my nephew can beat anybody in here.

Only we gotta get the next game
because he's gotta be in bed by 10:00.

Just hit it nice and soft. Nice and soft.

One, two, three.

- Sorry.
- Goddamn, Rudy.

I thought you said you could play.

Boys, it's all over but the crying.

Bob, are you--? Are you serious?

Yeah.

I-- I don't know what--
I don't know what to say.

Sammy, I mean, I, um...

Look, I know that, um,

I haven't been the most, um...

decisive guy in the past.

But I don't know.
I am tired of fooling around.

And I love you.

I'm totally--

I-- I don't know what to say.

You could always say yes.

Uh, or you could think about it some more.

- Would you like to think about it?
- Yeah, that's it. I wanna think about it.

Okay. All right. Well, uh, fair enough.

It's all yours, baby.

Just make sure
to hit it really gentle but firm.

And hit it a little low,
so you can get some backspin.

Okay? Don't even hit it. Just kiss it.

- What do you mean, "kiss it"?
- I mean, tap it.

Firm but very, very softly.

And don't take the shot until you know
you're gonna make it, okay?

Okay.

- We creamed those guys. We creamed them.
- Shh-shh-shh.

Don't move, don't move.

Let's go. Go, go, go!

What is going on here?

We were out doing some stargazing and...

Rudy lost track of time.

Which I totally warned him about.

You are a bad kid.

Hey, I think it's okay.

Just don't tell her where we went
'cause she'll be really mad at me, okay?

- I won't.
- Hey.

- I mean it, Rudy. I'm not kidding.
- I won't.

Did you know my mommy used
to take me and Uncle Terry out at night

- to look at the constellations?
- Yeah.

Did you see that one--?
Oh, what's the one?

It looks like a big "W." Cassiopeia?

Yeah.

Ow! Shit!

I've got a great idea.
Why don't I call a plumber?

Do whatever you want.

- Oh, what? That makes you mad?
- No.

- I'm sorry.
- Jeez.

- Brian, get off my ass.
- Excuse me?

I did not change the colors
on your stupid computer screen.

- That's all you gotta say.
- There's nothing wrong with the work I do.

I was doing just fine the whole time
before you got here.

And if you think
that riding people in this petty,

ridiculous way is gonna improve service
at this bank or anywhere else,

- you're out of your mind.
- Please--

May I respond?

- No, that's really all I have to say.
- May I respond?

First, I would appreciate it if you would
not use that language with me.

I don't talk to you that way,

and I would appreciate it
if you didn't talk to me that way.

Second, if you tell me
that you didn't change the colors

on my computer screen,
then of course I accept your answer.

But you and I are gonna have
to find a way to work together.

And that's not gonna happen
with the attitude, with the lateness.

I do not have an attitude
and I am not late!

Fighting me every step of the way.
Okay, not you. You're not late.

- Then don't say I'm late if I'm not late.
- I would like to finish.

Robert says he won't listen
to his stepfather because--

Hey.

They were where?

Her brother tries
to discipline her, but he works nights.

Okay, you're all set.

Dave, my wife, Nancy.

- Hello.
- Hi.

And, uh, ahem, Mabel.

- This is my wife, Nancy. Mabel.
- Hi.

Nice to meet you.

- And, uh, Chuck.
- Hi. Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

This is Sammy, our lending officer.
Sammy, this is my wife, Nancy.

Hi, nice to meet you.

- Brian, I gotta sit down.
- Yeah, sure. Let's go into my office.

- If you want, I can drive you home.
- I'm fine!

- Brian?
- Yeah?

Mom.

Rudy!

Look, I am really glad
that you guys are getting along so well,

like, you have no idea.

But if I can't rely on you
to remember to get him once a day--

- You can.
- What are you doing,

taking him to play pool at night,
then telling him to lie to me about it?

- I don't know.
- God!

- Get out of the car.
- What are we doing?

- You're going to Carol's, I'm going home.
- Why can't I come with you?

'Cause if you're such a baby
that you gotta tell your mommy

about us playing pool
when I totally asked you not to,

and I gotta listen to her shit all day,
then you are going to the babysitter's,

- so you can stay at the baby house.
- But I didn't--

You know what?
Don't even fucking talk to me.

- I didn't.
- Get out.

You're working late.

How'd your wife like the bank?

Oh, fine.

- She wasn't feeling so great.
- Oh, that's too bad.

Oh, no, I don't mean--
She's not ill. She just-- I don't know.

- Pregnant?
- Yeah, that's right. She's pregnant.

Well, it can make you kind of cranky.

Yeah.

I'm sorry we've been stepping
on each other's toes.

- Yeah, so am I.
- I'm really not that bad a guy.

I know you're not, Brian,
but you're driving everybody crazy.

Well, I'm trying to do my best here.

- And I'm getting it from all sides.
- I know you are.

Anyway, we'll work it out.

Well, I could use a beer.

I could use a tranquilizer.

Last I heard, Rudy's dad was living
in Auburn, but...

that was a year ago.

It must be so tough,
trying to raise a kid on your own.

I'm starting to think
my wife wouldn't mind a crack at it.

Oh... it's just hormones.

Well, no, it isn't.

But never mind.

- Thanks.
- Thanks.

Sure.

Well, here's to improved
employee-management relations.

Amen.

You can't judge all of Scottsville
by the people in that bank, believe me.

Well, let's, um...

- Let's not talk about the bank.
- Okay.

Let's just forget about the bank
for tonight.

Good idea.

- Sammy?
- Yeah?

I want you to tell me who changed
the colors on my computer screen.

I'll never tell.

Where were you?

Nowhere. I had dinner with my boss.

- Kind of a late dinner, ain't it?
- Yeah.

How was Rudy?

- Fine. He's asleep.
- Did the plumber come?

- Yeah, the fucking plumber came.
- Terry, just give me a break!

- What's the matter with you?
- Nothing! I'm just tired.

Wanna smoke some pot?

No, I don't.

Why, you got some?

So Bob asked me to marry him.

- Wow. What are you gonna do?
- I don't know.

If he'd asked me the same time last year,
I probably would've said yes.

But I don't know, the minute he asked me,

it was like someone was trying
to strangle me.

Wow. Bad sign.

Yeah, I know. Plus...

Terry, I fucked my boss.

- What?!
- I know.

- I know. His wife is six months pregnant.
- Jesus Christ, Sammy!

I know. I know.

I'm sorry I got so mad at you before.

I don't want him to be afraid of telling.
I just don't want him to be scared.

I really don't think
that's his problem, Sammy.

Oh? What--?
What do you think his problem is?

Well, I think his problem is
that he's totally sheltered.

You treat the kid
like he's 3 instead of 8,

so that's how he behaves.

How do you think he should behave?

I don't think he should have to run
and tell Mommy every time

he does something that she might not
approve of, for one thing.

I mean, I took him to play pool, okay?

It was a little clandestine thing
we did for fun.

It wasn't a big secret. Who cares?
I was actually trying to be nice to him.

But he's so freaked out
that he disobeyed your orders

that he's gotta fucking squeal on me,
then I gotta listen to your shit all day.

- And I didn't fucking do anything.
- Okay.

First of all, he didn't say anything.
Darryl did. Okay?

And second of all, I don't give a shit
if you take him out to play pool.

I was mad at you because you left him
at the bus stop in the rain.

But, no, I don't want you
telling him not to squeal

because I don't want him put
in that position.

Well, that is a perfect example
of what I'm talking about.

You are an idiot.

- So, what are you saying? Darryl told you?
- Yes!

- Good morning.
- Yeah, good morning.

Could you shut the door, please?

Brian, I just want to--

Brian.

Brian, that's enough.

- You're awfully quiet.
- Sorry.

So have you thought at all
about what I said?

Well, sure, I've been thinking about it.

So any decisions, or--?

- Do you want to think about it some more?
- Well, I mean, I don't know, Bob.

It's not like we've been going steady
for the last few months,

- if you know what I mean.
- No, I know.

Then we see each other twice,
then you suddenly say

- you want to get married?
- No, you're right. You're right.

What are you talking about?

I don't know. I, um...

Last year, I...

I thought that maybe you were possibly
interested in that idea.

But I was the one who wasn't ready,
you know, at that point,

so that's why I sort of thought things

- slowed down with us.
- Don't make me feel bad for you.

I don't want you to feel bad for me.

Yeah?
Well, where were you last night?

- Hello.
- It's Brian.

Brian, where are you?

I'm buying milk.
Just thought I'd say hello.

Look, I know
it's probably too late, but...

is there any way
you can come out for a little while?

Brian, I think you're going crazy.

I know I am. Can you meet me?

Um...

Okay.

Come on! Get out of here!

Um, I have to go out for a little while.
Do you want anything?

- Like what?
- I don't know.

- Where are you going?
- Yeah, where are you going?

Um, I just have to go out for a while.

- Where?
- Yeah, where?

- I'm going to Mabel's house.
- Why?

You know what, Rudy? It's personal.

It's... It's a personal matter
that has to do with Mabel,

and I just have to go see her
for a little while.

Listen.

Listen, I'm sorry
I said you squealed on me.

I was totally out of line
and I really owe you an apology.

Come on! Get out of here!

- Did you hear me?
- I don't care.

I'd like to introduce myself.

Oh. Oh.

Oh.

Oh, God.

What's on your mind, Sammy?

Well, a lot.

But, principally, I was just wondering
if you had an opinion.

If you know someone in your family

or even just someone
who you really care about

and they just can't quite
get a hold of themselves...

- Ah! Guess who these are for?
- Me!

That's right, my little friend.
Hello. We're going fishing.

I got a new rod and reel, five lures,

- a hat, a knife, and a fish scaler.
- That's great, sweetie.

I'll get it.

Well, I'm not really sure
why you're here, Ron. Um...

I know I haven't exactly been
the model citizen since I got here,

but considering how things
have been going for me lately,

I thought I was doing pretty well.

And I also find it kind of discouraging
that you seem to think

that I'm in need of some sort
of spiritual guidance or what have you,

so much so that you're willing
to disregard the fact that I don't believe

- in any of this stuff at all.
- I didn't mean to discourage you.

- Yeah, I find it kind of insulting.
- Can I--? Can I say something here?

Sammy asked me to come talk to you
because it's her opinion

that you're not gonna find
what you're looking for

- the way you've been looking for it.
- How would she know?

But I'm really not here
to try to get you to do anything

or to try to get you
to believe in anything.

I'll tell you the same thing I told her,
as far as I'm concerned, the only way

she can help you is by her example,
by trying to be a model for you

in the way she lives her life.

That doesn't mean she's supposed
to be a saint either,

- if that's what you're smiling about.
- I didn't realize I was smiling.

You know, Terry, a lot of people come
to see me with all kinds of problems.

Drugs, alcohol, marital problems,
sexual problems--

- Great job you have, man.
- Well, I like it.

Because even in this little town,
I really feel like

what I do is very connected
with the real center of people's lives.

I'm not saying I'm always Mr. Effective,

but I don't feel like my life is off
to the side of what's important.

I don't feel that my happiness
and comfort are based

on closing my eyes to trouble
within myself or trouble in other people.

I don't feel
like a negligible little scrap

floating around in some kind of empty void
with no sense of connectedness

to anything around me except by virtue
of whatever little philosophies

I can scrape together on my own.

Well...

Can I ask you, Terry,
do you think your life is important?

Um, you mean, like, me personally,
like, my individual life?

Yeah.

Mmm, I'm not really sure.
What do you mean?

I mean, it's important to me, I guess,
and, like, to my--

- You know, the people who care about me.
- But do you think it's important?

I--

Do you think it's important
in the scheme of things?

Not just because it's yours
or because you're somebody's brother.

Because I really don't get
the impression that you do.

I don't think that anybody's life has
any particular importance

besides whatever, you know,
like, whatever we arbitrarily give it.

Which is fine.
I mean, you know, we might as well.

I mean, I think my life is
as important as anybody else's.

I don't know, Ron.

A lot of what you're saying
has real appeal to me.

You know, the stuff they told us
when we were kids.

But I don't want to believe in something
or not believe in it

because I might feel bad.

I want to believe in it or not believe
in it because I think it's true or not.

Yeah, I mean, I want to think
that my life is important.

That it's connected
to something important.

Isn't there any way for you
to believe that without calling it God,

or religion, or whatever term it is
that you object to?

Yeah, I believe that.

So, Sammy, what example
will you be setting for us tonight?

What time are we getting up to go fishing?

We're not going fishing.

- What do you mean?
- Why not?

I think you should go fishing
with Father Ron.

I don't want to go fishing
with Father Ron.

Well, I'm not gonna take you.

I'll take you, sweetie.

- I realize you're mad at me.
- I'm not mad at you.

But he didn't do anything to you.

- And you cannot promise a little boy--
- It's after that religious conversation,

I just realized it's not so good for him
to be spending so much time

with someone who doesn't believe
that his life is important

- in the scheme of things.
- Would you please?

I'm serious.

Listen, I am sure
if you put your mind to it,

you can think of some other way
of getting back at me besides this.

So would you please
just give it some thought

and take him fishing tomorrow?

I would, Sammy, but I really don't think
it's good for him.

You suck.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello? Hello?

- Hi.
- Hi.

- You remember my wife, Nancy.
- Yes. Hello.

- Nice to see you. Father, nice job.
- Thank you.

Anyway, I don't know what the church's
official position is on fornication

and adultery these days.

I felt really hypocritical not saying
anything to you about it before.

So, what is
the official position these days?

Well, it's a sin.

Good. I think it should be.

But we try not to focus

on that aspect of it too much
right off the bat.

- Why not? Think you should.
- Well... Well...

Maybe it was better when you came in here
and they screamed at you for having sex

with your married boss.

They told you
what a terrible thing it was.

They were really mean to you.

Maybe it would be better if you told me
that I was endangering my immortal soul,

and that if I don't quit,
I'm gonna burn in hell.

Don't you ever think that?

Um, no.

Well, it would be a lot better
than all this:

"Why do you think
you're in this situation"

psychological bullshit
you hear all the time.

Why do you think you're in this situation?

With which one?

All of them.

I feel sorry for them.

Isn't that ridiculous?

I've never been so bored in my whole life.

We should've been here around 7, 8 a.m.

What time is it now?

2:30.

- Was my father a good fisherman?
- Yeah, he was good at all that stuff.

He knew everything about the woods,
everything about hunting,

everything about fishing,
and everything about cars.

If he wasn't such a pain in the ass,

he would've been a lot of fun
to be around.

Maybe he's nicer now.

- I doubt it.
- Well, I think he is.

Well, how would you know?
Did you ever meet him?

No.

- You ever been curious about meeting him?
- I guess so.

He lives near here.

I thought he lived in Alaska.

No, I lived in Alaska.
He lives in Auburn, as far as I know.

We could look him up in the phone book.

Wanna try it?

All right.

But, Rudy,
I'm sure I don't have to tell you this,

but I'm not kidding, man.

Don't tell your mother.

Can I get you something?

Or, hey, do you want
to go for a walk or a drive?

- It's really nice out.
- No, I'm not gonna stay long.

Bob, I don't want to get married.

Okay.

I've been thinking about it
for a long time,

and if you had asked me last year,
I'm sure I would have said yes.

Oh. Thank you.

But I don't think it would've been
a good idea then either.

I've been going through
a really hard time lately, and I just--

I think that getting engaged to you
or anybody else would be probably

the stupidest, most self-destructive thing
I could possibly do.

Okay.

And I really think you need to grow up.

How's about we fix my personality
some other time?

Okay.

I really hope we can still be friends.

Oh. Yes. Me too.

Bob.

- I mean, Bob...
- What?

- I don't know.
- I don't know. I just--

Sammy, I love you. I...

I really...

I love you.

Well, I love you too.

- Oh, shit!
- What? What?

- I gotta go. I'm sorry.
- Where? Where do you have to go?

I have to get Mabel her car.

Now? I don't understand.
How are we leaving things?

I don't know. Call me later.

This is incredible.

That is not what I mean.

Maybe we could call first.

Well, we're right here.

Come on.

- There he is.
- His last name is Kolinsky?

Yeah. Come on.

Go ahead, knock.

out of the yard and the Mets
add another run to their lead.

It's now 7-2, Mets.

- Yes?
- Hi, uh, we're looking for Rudy.

- Who should I say is calling?
- An old friend.

- Who is it?!
- He says an old friend!

How old is he?

Hey!

Hey, Rudy.

Hey.

- Hi, I'm Terry.
- Hello.

And this is Rudy.

You don't say.

Rudy, meet Rudy.

I'll just be in the kitchen.

Nice meeting you.

- Okay if we come in?
- What the hell are you doing?

- What do you mean?
- Back away from the door, please.

- Just wanna come in.
- Back away from the door.

All right, all right.

- What are you doing here?
- Just wanted the kid to see you, man.

Well, now he saw me.

Now you saw me, all right?
Now, do you mind?

- Man, you really--
- I'm trying to be polite, all right?

Would you just take off?
It's okay. Just take off.

- I just wanna--
- Do you even know what you're doing here?

Get out of here, all right?

You know what, man?
You're still a fucking asshole.

I'm an asshole? Get out of here.

Fucking asshole!

Get your fucking hands off him!

Get off!

Fucking woman! Get the fuck--!

Listen, officer, I just came down here
to talk to the guy,

- and he starts shoving me.
- You're not the legal guardian?

- I don't even know if that's my kid.
- Lying piece of shit.

- ...they're fighting.
- I used to know his sister.

He's on our property
I don't know this guy.

- Why don't you shut up?
- You came here for him!

You have nothing to do with this, lady.

- We have a right to protect ourselves.
- I came here to talk to the guy.

They're out of their minds.

Out of our minds?
You showed up on--

Look how aggressive he is.

He started the whole thing
and now I'm being arrested.

Listen up, stop talking.

- What's gonna happen with him?
- Terry, stop talking.

All right, man.

Any idea where we might be able
to contact his mother?

No, because he's not my goddamn kid.

- Oh, my gosh.
- What's the matter?

Oh, my gosh. What time is it? Oh, my God.
Oh, my God, it's 9:30.

Hey. You know, Nancy's gonna be gone
for the rest of the week.

Well, Brian...

Yeah?

I mean, I don't mean to be--
Couldn't we just--?

I mean, could we give it a rest?

Yeah, sure, if you want to.

I mean, I just think-- I don't know.

We've had a great little fling,
you know. So why push it?

Is that okay? I just--

Yeah, sure. Okay. No, you're right.

- So we're still friends?
- Mm-hmm. Sure.

All right.

Around 2:00 this afternoon.

Yes. A '97, red Subaru Outback.

New York plates. AUZ 416.

Please.

Thanks for coming over. I just--
I want to have a car handy, just in case.

No problem.

Yes! What--? What about other towns?

Yes.

Yes. Look, I-- I've called
the Highway Patrol four times.

What am I supposed to do all night?

Hello?

- Anyone hear from Sammy this morning?
- I didn't.

Uh-huh. Well, if anybody ever hears
from her ever again,

would you let me know?

Yes.

- Thank you. I'll give you a call.
- All right. We'll see you.

It's gonna be all right. We got
on the phone with Rudy Sr. a little bit,

and he's calmed down.

He wants to forget the whole thing.

Darryl, I really appreciate this.

- Hello?
- Yeah, it's Brian.

Brian.

What the hell happened to you today, lady?

- Hello.
- You're fired!

Good!

- Rudy?
- Yeah?

Is there anything you want to ask me
about your father?

- Oh, that wasn't my father.
- What?

That wasn't him.
I heard him tell the cops.

No, Rudy, that was him.

I wish it wasn't, but it was.

No, it wasn't.

Yes, Rudy, it was.

Your father's name is Rudy Kolinsky.

He lives in Auburn.

I'm on my way.

Would you turn that off, please?

- You don't have to say anything, Sammy.
- I want you to leave.

What do you mean?

I mean,
I don't think you should live here.

I don't think you know
how to behave around an 8-year-old,

and I don't know how to make you stop,
so I don't think you should live here.

I don't know what else to say.

I don't know
how to behave around an 8-year-old?

You don't know how to behave
around an 8-year-old.

Are you out of your mind?!

Now, just listen to me.

No, I may not be
the greatest mother in the world,

but I'm doing the best I know how,

and he doesn't need you
to rub his face in shit

because you think it's good for him!

He's gonna find out

the world is a horrible place
and that people suck soon enough,

and without any help from you.

Believe me.

I think you should get your own place.

I thought maybe you could...

I'd be happy to help you out financially.

- What do you mean, get my own place?
- I mean, I--

- Here, in Scottsville?
- Yes.

Why would I do that?
I mean, why don't I just leave, period?

Well...

If that's what you want to do,
that's fine.

But that's not what I'm saying.

You're a very important person to Rudy.

And you are
the most important person to me.

But I'm saying
I can't take any more of this.

Well...

And I thought you could sell
your half of the house to me,

and then I could pay you back
a certain amount,

whatever it is,
over a certain period of time.

No, you know what? I'll just go.

Well, that-- That's not what I'm saying.

- Where are you gonna go?
- I don't know.

I just wanna get out of this town.

If you have any sense, when you get
old enough, you'll get out too.

Your mom is gonna stay in this town
for the rest of her life.

And you wanna know why?
Because she thinks she has to.

She thinks there's all these things
that she has to do.

But one thing about your mom,
she's a bigger fuck-up than I ever was.

You think I enjoy getting thrown in jail

because I wanted you to face that prick,
your dad, like a little man

and show you what kind of guy he is?

All right, I got a little carried away.
I know it.

I lost my temper, which is not
the end of the world, by the way, either.

Just for future reference.
Where's the rest of my shit?

And now she's gonna throw me
out of my own house because...

You know,
because I fucked up a little bit.

Which I totally admit.
I was, like, totally ready to admit that.

I could go with you.

Thanks, man, but I, uh...

I can't really take care of you.

- Is that for you?
- Yeah.

I'm just gonna stay at Ray's till I leave.

Well, you don't have to do that.

Yeah, I know,
but that's what I wanna do, so...

Well, are you gonna come back
and say goodbye?

No, I'm just gonna take off. See you.

Well...

Look, I know you're upset
about Uncle Terry leaving, and so am I.

But he's not in control of himself,

and I don't want him hurting
your feelings anymore, or mine.

You might not like it,
but that's the way it's gonna be, okay?

I don't care.

You don't care? I don't care either.

Well, I'm sorry
you're having all this trouble.

Thank you.

But you made a pretty good speech
to me the other day about

- people sticking to their commitments.
- Yeah?

Well, you made a commitment, Sammy,
to this bank, to this job.

I know I did.

And to working things out with this tough,
new son-of-a-bitch boss of yours.

Whatever may have passed between us
after hours doesn't mean you can just

walk away from that commitment.

Yeah, yeah, even if you have
a legitimate family emergency.

- I'm really sorry I didn't call in.
- That's why I think,

in the calm, cold light of day,

that you and I both have
to think real hard

about whether you really want to continue
on here at Outpost Bankers Trust.

- You've gotta be kidding.
- You're not happy.

I'm not happy. It's no good for you.

And it's sure as heck
no good for the bank.

You're the worst manager we've ever had.

- Oh, come on, Sammy.
- By far, the worst.

- I don't want to trade insults with you.
- I don't want to be fired.

I've been working here for seven years.

And if I were you, I'd be a little nervous
about firing an employee

I just had an affair with, okay?

What? Hey, don't--
Don't threaten me, Sammy.

- I'm not threatening you.
- I'm not threatening you.

I just-- I think it's an area
that we ought to explore.

You explore it. I'm going back to work.

Oh, and I have to pick up Rudy today
because there's no one else who can do it.

- I'll find someone else when I have time.
- Oh, yeah. Fine.

Why don't you just take over
the whole bank?

Well...

I called Uncle Terry where he said
he'd be staying, but there was no answer.

So...

I don't know if he's still in town or not.

Rudy, are you not speaking to me?

I'm really sorry that you're so mad at me,
but I only did what I thought I had to do.

I just hope you don't stay mad at me
for the rest of your life.

Rudy, that's enough. Rudy!

- Now, you gotta cut this out!
- What did I do?

You don't know what you're talking about.
There was nothing else I could do.

I don't know how to explain it to you
any better than that.

But you cannot go on this way
because you don't know anything about it.

- You don't know what you're doing.
- I'm sorry.

I don't want you to be sorry!
I want you to stop it!

I'm stopping.

See, I'm stopping.

I'm stopping.

- Ray's house.
- Hi.

I didn't know if you'd left yet.

- No, I'm not leaving till tomorrow.
- Well, what time?

Um, bus leaves at 9.

Well, I'd really like to see you
before you go.

Can I give you a lift? Do you want
to have breakfast or anything?

I think Rudy would really like
to say goodbye.

Yeah. I don't know. I mean...

Terry, you can't just leave like this.

All right, all right. Um...
I'll come by tomorrow morning.

All right. Uh, just...

We have to be out of the house by 8:00,

so I don't want to tell Rudy you're coming
unless you think you can make it.

- No, I mean, I'll be there.
- All right.

All right.

You better get your sneakers on.

Sweetie, I'm sorry, but we have to go.

Why can't I miss school one day?

- Hi.
- Hey, how's it going, man?

Sorry I'm late.

So, Rudy, if I write you a letter,
will you write me back?

Yeah.

That's gonna be pretty nice for you

'cause I write
a pretty goddamn interesting letter.

Yeah, we'll see.

Well, all right.

Say goodbye.

Bye.

- Do you need some cash for the bus?
- No, I got a few bucks.

Aren't you gonna be late for work?

Oh, yeah. It's okay.

Terry, I don't even know
where you're going.

Well...

Yeah, I don't really have
a concrete plan yet.

Um, I gotta go back to Worcester
and get my stuff.

- Oh, you gonna try and see that girl?
- Yeah, you know.

I thought maybe I'd try and show my face,
let her brother have a crack at me.

- What?
- No.

I don't want anybody
to have a crack at you.

I'm just kidding.

I just... I just thought
I'd check up on her.

And then after that, I don't know.

I've been thinking about Alaska a lot,
you know?

I still got a lot of friends out there.
I don't really know.

Anyway, I'll write you.

You will?

Sure, Sammy.
Of course I will. You know that.

What's gonna happen to you?

Nothing too bad.

But I gotta tell you, Sammy,

and I know things didn't work out
too well this time.

- Well, Terry--
- But it's really good to know,

wherever I am
and whatever stupid shit I'm doing,

that you're back at my home,
rooting for me.

It's all gonna be all right, Sammy.

Comparatively.

And I'll be back around this way again.

I feel like I'm never gonna see you again.

No, of course you will.
You never have to worry about that, ever.

Just don't go anywhere
until you know where you're going.

- I do. I do know where I'm going.
- Please!

I do. I'm going back to Worcester.
And I'm gonna try and see that girl.

And then depending on what happens there,

I'll try and see if there's
some work for me out west.

If there is, I'll go out there this summer
and I'll make some money.

And if there isn't,
I'll figure something else out.

Maybe I'll stay in the east. I don't know.

I really liked Alaska.
It was really beautiful, and it just--

It made me feel good.

And before things got so messed up,
I was doing pretty well out there.

Seriously.

But I couldn't stay here, Sammy.

I don't want to live here.

But I'll keep in touch, and I will be back

because I want to see you
and I want to see Rudy.

We'll have Christmas together.
How's that, huh?

We'll have Christmas to--

Come on, Sammy.

You can trust me.

Come on, Sammy.

Look at me.

Look at me.

Hey, Sammy.
Remember when we were kids?

Do you remember what we always
used to say to each other?

Of course I do.

Remember when we were kids?