All language subtitles for Our.Sons.1991.1080p.AMZN.WEB-DL.h264-fl00f_track3_[eng]

(gentle music)

(soft piano music)
(seagulls squawking)

(alarm clock buzzing)

- [Audrey] Find out from
Wendell what's holding up

the Nettleston contract.

I thought we had a deal.

(tape recorder clicks)

(dramatic piano music)

Good morning.

- You're early.

- Oh.

Somebody told me there
are 25 hours in a day,

if you can figure it out.

(Sally laughs)

How are you feeling?

- Like a whale.
- Yeah, I remember, vaguely.

(phone ringing)

(staff chattering)

I'll get back to you tomorrow Richard,

but I really don't think sleeping on it

is gonna turn the tide here.

(Richard speaking faintly)

No, I can't live with that number.

(Richard speaking faintly)

Yes.
(Richard speaking faintly)

Ciao.

(staff chattering)

(Audrey sighs)

(dial tone humming)

(keypad beeping)

- [Donald] Hi, you've
reached James and Donald.

You can leave a message
for either one of us.

We have no secrets from each other,

well, one or two maybe.

Here comes the beep.

(voicemail beeping)

- James, it's me.

Do you recognize my voice?

Does it ring a bell?

It should, hon.

This is the third time you've heard it

in the past two weeks.

The problem is I haven't heard yours.

What's going on?

You know how bonkers it makes me

when my calls aren't returned.

I hope you're not still ticked off

about that ridiculous quarrel.

I don't even remember what it was about.

Bygones kiddo, okay?

If you don't return this call,

I'm probably gonna start worrying.

Have a heart.

It's Monday the 23rd, and counting.

(soft piano music)
(siren wailing)

(machines beeping)

- "Toto, I have a feeling

we're not in Kansas anymore."

(dial tone humming)

(keypad beeping)

- [Audrey] Hello?

- It's me.

- Well, at last.

What is it, are you
still mad at me, or what?

- Can we get together?

- [Audrey] Are you still mad?

You sound mad.

- No, Mother, I'm not mad.

I don't remember what
it was about, either.

- Good, I forgive you for all

the rotten things you
said, whatever they were.

- Can we get together?

- [Audrey] Say when. Lunch?

- How 'bout now?

- Now? You mean tonight?

- Mm hm.
- It's pretty late.

- Yeah, I know what time it is, Mother.

- [Audrey] James, you don't
sound good, are you all right?

- Would it be all right if I came by?

- Absolutely.

(receiver clicks)

- Sorry about the hour.

- Don't be silly.

(ice clinking)

(alcohol sloshing)

Should I ask, or should I wait?

- Donald has AIDS.

He's gonna die soon,

so it would mean a great deal

to me if you don't get hysterical.

- How long have you known?

- He tested positive two years ago.

- And you're telling me now?

- I had to hospitalize him this morning.

The KS has become very severe.

- The what?

- Kaposi sarcoma, it's a kind of cancer.

He wanted to be at home, but I couldn't.

It'll be better for him in the hospital.

- He hasn't even looked ill lately.

I mean, I-
- Lately?

You haven't seen him
in at least six months,

and maybe what, two or three times,

in the year before that, at most?

It's gonna be very fast for him now.

A week, maybe two.

- Is it all right to visit him?

- If you like.

- For God's sake,
(glass slams)

of course I'd like!

Why do you say something like that?

That's terrible!
- Let's be friends, all right?

It's a good time to be friends.

- I didn't know what
kind of flowers he likes.

I got roses.

Roses usually are safe, and candy.

Does he like candy?

- He has a tremendous sweet tooth,

I sometimes I have to be very
stern with him about that.

- [Nurse] Dr. Hope, please
call the cancer lab.

Dr. Jerome Hope, call the cancer lab.

- Well I haven't had to deal

with this since your father.

- Deal with what?

With what?

- Dying.

- Donald and I have been to 14 funerals

in the past 18 months.

(phone ringing)

Look who's here.

- [Donald] Everybody comes to Rick's.

- Hi, Donald.

- The long one has to be flowers.

- He's so quick.

- Oo, if this is candy it's our secret.

- The secret is out, and
it's not on the menu.

- See, things are already
taking an ugly turn (coughing).

I'm dying for a cigarette.

- Have one.

- [James] He gave it up.

- Me too, three months ago.

- It's hell, isn't it?

- Oh, I can't be held
responsible for my actions.

- I gave up smoking for my health.

The insurance company should come up

with a whole new concept, irony insurance.

I tell you there's a fortune to be made.

Remember when we smoked?

- Here.

Does he have any family?
- Please call the emergency.

- His mother.

His father's been lost
in the mist of time.

- I assume that she knew before I did.

- Knew what?

- About Donald, what's happening.

- Donald and his mother
haven't spoken for years.

- Why not?

- Her response to his sexual orientation

was less than enlightened.

- I gather you're understating it?

- Considerably.

- Well, she should be told
about Donald, what's happening.

- Mother try to stop
saying that, would you?

"About Donald, what's happening."

Donald has AIDS, he's dying,

can we please stop tap dancing, finally?

- What's going on?

Why are you so angry?

What tap dancing?

- Sorry.

I'm a little stressed.

I haven't slept in days.

If I have a sudden compulsion
to give up my tap shoes,

I shouldn't hit you in the
head with them, should I?

- I'm not following this, James.

- You were wondering about his mother.

- I gather we're changing the subject,

and not very subtly.

- May we, please?

- I think his mother should know.

Whether they're on speaking
terms or not, he's her son.

Where does she live?

- Arkansas.

Donald was born there.

- Thank you.

Are you going to get in touch with her?

- No.

- Well, what about Donald?

Doesn't he want her to know?

- I'm not sure.

- Well, ask him.

- I did.

We discussed it at length.

We even went so far as to locate her.

She's in the book, a place
called, Fayetteville.

- And?

- He'd rather not tell her,
than risk her not caring.

- [Nurse] Dr. Shettle, please
call the stage operator.

- Why didn't I know all that?

- All what?

- About Donald and his
mother, and where he's from

and what happened between them, all that?

- We know what we wanna know.

I'll be in touch.

- [Nurse] Dr. Esquabar,
the medic desk, please.

(staff speaking faintly)

(keypad beeping)

- [Receptionist] Mr. Grant's office.

- Oh, Audrey Grant, is he in?

- They're promising a 14% return.

If you believe that,

they'll tell us another
one just as hysterical.

(men chuckling)

What we need-
(phone buzzing)

Hello?

- [Receptionist] Mrs. Grant's on the line.

- Oh.

(men chattering)

Hi.

- I need a friend.

- You need a husband.

I'm still available, but it's only fair

to tell you I'm considering other offers.

- I need a friend.

- Let's see if we can find you one.

(keypad beeping)

(phone ringing)
(kids chattering)

(dog barking)

(ringing continues)

(soft piano music)

(piano playing stops)

(soft piano music)

- Then he drops this bit about

we know what we want to know,

and leaves me dangling with that.

Well, what's that supposed to mean?

I mean I know what it's
supposed to mean more or less,

but what does it have to do with me?

- Why do you still have that?

Do you have a pack of butts
tucked away in your bag, too?

- James used to teeth on
that when he was a baby.

See, there are his teeth marks.

- If you don't mind I'm
not gonna get sentimental

about something that was
lighting the way to your grave.

(phone ringing)

(couple arguing faintly)

- Yeah?

Hello?

When the heavy breathing
starts you're canceled,

you got three seconds.

- Hello.

Am I speaking to Mrs. Barnes?

Luanne Barnes?

- That's who you're speakin'
to, who's speakin' to me?

(dial tone humming)

(Luanne sighs)

(siren wailing)
(characters speaking faintly)

(characters chattering)

- I wonder if I've given you
the wrong impression tonight.

I hope you don't think
this is the first time

I've ever thought about it.

I mean, what's happened to Donald.

How could I not think about it?

For years now, ever since
we all first heard about it,

I wanted to say something
to James, but I never did.

I couldn't.

I was too scared to get the words out.

- Is that why you're not
telling me about James?

- Telling you what?

- Is he all right, Audrey?

Or does he have it, too?

- Well of course he's all right.

I'm sure he is, he must be.

- You don't know?

- Harry, if he wasn't all right,

he would have told me, wouldn't he?

Yes, he would have.

- You didn't ask?

(soft piano music)

- You hung up?

Why did you hang up?

- Because I realized the
instant I heard her voice

there'd be no point in it,

when I told her who I was
and why I was calling.

This is a woman for whom homosexuality

is an offense against
God, man, and nature.

- Well, write her a
letter, send her a wire.

She should be told.

Let her make up her own mind

what she wants to do about it.

It would be hurtful for
Donald if she doesn't come,

but I think it's a
chance you have to take.

- Well, I'm not telling Donald.

If she comes, he'll know.

If she doesn't come, he
won't know I asked her,

and he won't be hurt.

I don't want him to be hurt.

- I hadn't thought of that.

So, how are you gonna do it?

- I thought of a way.

Hear me out.

- Why wouldn't I?

- You could do it.

- You want me to phone her?

No problem.
- No.

- [Audrey] You don't want me to phone her?

- No.

- I give up.

- You could go there,

and speak to her face-to-face,
and bring her back.

I know, I know how this
sounds on first hearing.

You don't have to say anything now,

I'd rather you didn't,

I'd rather you thought about it.

But, not for too long, so...

- I think I have this right.

You want me to go to, where
did you say she lives?

- Arkansas.

- Arkansas.

And I go up and I knock on this door,

and a perfect stranger answers it,

and I presume I introduce
myself, and then what?

- You tell her that her son is gonna die,

and does she want to
see him before he dies?

- Oh James, I think there
must be a better way.

- Tell me what it is.

- You know I don't even
know where Arkansas is.

- We'll locate Arkansas,
I know it's there.

- Oh, smart act isn't
gonna win my heart, James.

- She lives near Little Rock.

You'd probably have to stay overnight,

but you'd be there and back
in less than 24 hours max.

- With or without her.

- Well even if it's without her,

it wouldn't have been
a wasted trip, Mother.

Do you understand what I mean?

- Oh.

- Okay, well you don't have to decide now.

Just sleep on it.

Would you at least do that?

I think I was about 10 years old

the last time I asked you for a favor.

If you do this for me,

it'll be 20 more before I ask
you for another, I promise.

This is her name and address
and telephone number,

and the name of a hotel in Fayetteville.

If she'd listen to anyone,

she might listen to you, the
mother of a homosexual son.

Do you understand what I mean?

- Will you please stop
asking me if I understand?

Yes, I understand.

There's one thing I
don't understand, though.

I was talking to Harry last night.

- [James] Oh, is that on again?

- [Audrey] No.

He said he knows me a
lot, and you a little bit,

but you and me together
he doesn't know at all.

I'm beginning to wonder if
I know you and me together.

- [James] Are you?

- It seems to me like something's getting

very complicated all of a sudden.

- We're not getting, it always was.

- What do you mean?

- And more so since Donald,

since Donald and I have been together.

I think there was a
certain degree of composure

in it for you when I
was a carefree bachelor,

the dashing unattached
young man about town.

But enter Donald Barnes to
share my home and hearth,

well, that made things
a little bit awkward.

What could you do but distance yourself

from so perversely
domestic an arrangement?

Distance yourself from
the fact that was Donald,

which was to distance yourself from me.

And what could I do, but respond in kind?

Audrey says take three giant
steps backward, and I did.

- How did I do that?

I really don't understand this, James.

- Well, by almost never asking
when we spoke, how is Donald?

By forgetting two of the three birthdays

he's had since we've been together.

By on more occasions than I can recall,

inviting me out to dinner, me, not Donald.

By never...

Well we need spiked
boots Mother, you and I,

to get over what's been
swept under the rug

since I was 18 years old.

Mountains, Mother.

- [Audrey] Would you explain that to me?

- This isn't the time for it.

- [Audrey] Why not?

- Because this is the time for Donald.

And there isn't much of it.

- How much is there for you?

- I'm sorry?

- I should have asked you the other night.

I don't know why I didn't.

Do you have it, too?

- I don't know, I haven't been tested.

I don't want to discuss it.

- [Audrey] James-

- I don't want to discuss it, do you?

Can you?

(staff chattering)

(phone ringing)

- Sally?

- [Sally] Yo.

- See what the schedule of flights is

to Little Rock tomorrow, would you hon?

- Little Rock?

- Arkansas.

- You're going to Arkansas?

What's in Arkansas?

(soft orchestral music)

(Audrey speaking faintly)

(elevator dings)

- Okay, we can be on our way now.

What did you say your name was?

- [Charley] Charley.

You all settled in?

- Yes.

- How's your accommodations?

- Great.

That's where we're going.

Do you know where it is?

- You bet.
- Is it far?

- 30, 40 minutes.

Your first time in Fayetteville, Ma'am?

- [Audrey] Mm hm.

- Well let's hope it won't be your last.

(soft orchestral music)

You want me to wait here for you Ma'am,

or should I drive on in?

(brakes squealing)

- What's this?

- Ma'am?
- What is this?

- Well this here is the
address you gave me.

- This is it?

Well, this is a trailer park.

- Yes, Ma'am.

- But it says unit 16, I
assumed it was a condo.

- No Ma'am, if it's unit 16,

that'd be one of the homettes.

- Homettes?

- Yes, Ma'am.

- Okay, let's find it.

(soft orchestral music)

(kids chattering)

The limo was a mistake, Audrey.

- [Charley] Ma'am?

- Stop and ask directions, would you?

- Where's 16?

- Take a right, first one.

Who you got in there, Ray Charles?

- Don't you wish.

(man laughing)

(bystanders chattering)

Keep back.

- [Woman] Is that a movie star?

- [Woman] Who's in there?

(all chattering)

- Who is she?
- Sure is a pretty lady.

- Excuse me.

- [Woman] Fred, will you
come by to look at this?

(bystanders chattering)

(doorbell ringing)

- Mrs. Barnes?

My name is Audrey Grant.

- Yeah?

- I wonder if I could
have a word with you?

- What's going on?

You sure you got the right party here?

- Yes, could I come in?

- [Man] Hey Lu, what'd you do,

win a contest or something?

- That'll be the day.

- [Man] Don't forget
that 20 you owe me, Lu.

- May I come in, please?

- It's either that or
start sellin' tickets.

- What are you doing pullin' up in here?

- May I sit down?

I need to sit down.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah,

pull up a sofa.

What'd you say your name was?

- Audrey Grant.

- Yeah?

- I'm from San Diego, California.

- I know where San Diego is.

- Yes well, I came to talk to you about...

I'm here about your son.

- What son?

- Donald, your son.

I came to talk to you-

- Who in the hell are you anyway?

Not your name, I got your name.

Who are you?

- I'm a friend of Donald's.

- [Luanne] Oh yeah?

- Through my son, Donald is a
very close friend of my son's.

- [Luanne] Uh huh.

- He's extremely ill, Mrs. Barnes.

- Your son's sick?

- No, not my son.

- What are you hollerin' about?

- I'm hollering because I don't know

what the hell I'm doing here,

that's why I'm hollering.

- Well if you don't
know lady, I sure don't.

- Look, it's your son who's
very ill, Mrs. Barnes.

He hasn't long to live.

I'm sorry, there's no
easier way to say it.

- He's 28 years old.

What's the matter with him?

- He has a very serious illness.

- Those are generally
the kind you die from,

the serious ones.

- He has AIDS.

- Yeah.

Yeah, well I figured.

- You figured?

- Well he's 28 years old
and he's one of them.

What else could it be?

I mean, I watch TV.

Two and two's been comin'
out four for a long time now.

Want a drink?

- I'd kill for one.

- You can get one easier than that.

- A little water, no ice.

- It's God's will you
know, this thing they get.

You do know that don't you?

- I know some people believe that.

- And you're not one of 'em, huh?

And you didn't come all this way

just to tell me Donnie's
gonna die, did ya?

- I came to ask you if you would come back

with me and see him, it
would mean the world to him.

- A phone call would
have been a lot cheaper.

- Well, we decided this
would be the best way.

- We?

You and Donnie?

- Donald knows nothing about
this, it was my son's idea.

Donald is a very close
friend of James, my son.

I just wanted to help.

- Uh, yeah, you said
that, "Very close friend."

How close?

They only have one kind
of very close friend.

- Look, it doesn't matter
what kind of close.

- [Luanne] You son's one of 'em too?

- Oh, my son has nothing to do with this.

- Wait, I get the
picture here, yeah, yeah.

Your son, my son, yeah,
I bet they're real close.

What's all this beatin' around the bush?

- I don't normally beat around bushes.

- You sure come a long way

to go a long way back for nothin'.

- Couldn't you at least think about it?

- I don't have nothin' to think about.

- Oh, for the love of
God, he's your child.

He's dying, what does it
matter what he's dying of?

- The only problem I have

is what I'm gonna tell
these people here about you.

You and your big car.

You and your big box clothes.

- Look, I'm sorry about
that, it was a mistake.

- [Luanne] Nobody here knows

I've got a son who's one of them.

I wouldn't be able to show my face.

- He's gonna die you stupid bitch!

- Well, if he wasn't what he is,

he wouldn't be gonna die now would he?

Would he?

I hated what he is.

It turns my stomach.

You hear me?

(bystanders chattering)

- Get me out of here.

Get me out of here quick!

(bystanders chattering)
(dog barking)

(horn honking)

(machines beeping)

- By the by, how did Mom cope?

Your mother?

Audrey, how did she survive
her face-to-face confront

with the Grim Reaper the other day?

- She saw right through
your flimsy tissue of wit,

admired amongst us.

- I thought she met them
all really well for her.

She seemed quite fearless.

- Gin.

- What?

No mercy, even now?

(toilet flushing)

- See you later, Donald.

- "Your hair is like a
field of silver daisies.

I'd like to run barefoot
through your hair."

They don't write movies like that anymore.

(sighs) Mother for mother,

I'd say mine has the
better bargain of the two.

One more hand, but only if I can cheat.

- What better bargain?

- To be spared all this dreck,

blissful ignorance and all that.

- How can you be so
certain she'd want to be?

- James, don't be a dunce.

Who wouldn't want to be?

Would you choose this if you had a choice?

Would Audrey?

I'm sorry.

It's becoming time for
another controlled substance,

something by way of a mood elevator

would be nice (coughing)...

- Here.

You want me to get the nurse?

- No, I'll be brave if you will (gasping).

When are you gonna be?

- What?

- Well, not brave, wrong word of course.

Sensible?

When are you gonna be sensible?

- I thought you promised
not to bring that up again.

- I lied.

Please James, it just isn't
rational not to be tested.

- If I promise to do it,
will you leave it alone?

- Yeah.

(James sighs)

Could be negative, James.

- Shall we calculate the
astronomical odds against that?

Let's find the nearest computer.

- Michael Roby died two years ago,

and Peter is still-

- [James and Donald] testing negative.

- Peter wants to know, Donald.

- Yes, and if God forbid
he does go positive,

at least he'll have

the earliest treatment possible, won't he?

As I might have had when

I was still in the denial mode
of me, it can't happen to me.

- It's my choice, Donald.

Mine.

(machine beeping)

- I think I'm gonna win,

and I haven't started cheating yet.

(James chuckles)

- I gave it my best hon, really I did.

- [James] Mission impossible.

- Well, she's one of those,
it's-God's-curse people.

- Oh yeah.

Thank you for trying Mother, I mean that.

- You're welcome.

I hate her guts.

- (chuckles) It's a new
chapter for your memoirs.

Come home.

- You know what's gonna happen, don't you?

On the plane tomorrow I'll think

of exactly the magic
words I could have used

that would have had her with me.

- No you won't, there aren't any.

(upbeat country music)

- Come on Lu, give us
a break, who was she?

- None of your business.

- Come on, it's all gonna
come out sooner or later.

I'm guessin' some old rich uncle

you didn't know you had bought the farm,

and left you a fortune.

- Be real.

- Wish I'd been there.

The way I heard it,

we're talking lifestyles
of the rich and disgusting.

- Come on Lu, spill it.

- Okay, okay, I won a contest all right?

- No kiddin'?

- No.

- Well now we're gettin' somewhere.

- What contest?

- (sighs) Mother of the year.

(thunder rumbling)
(rain pattering)

(sentimental music)

(phone ringing)

- Yes.

Hello?

Hello?

- Is he really gonna die?

(diners chattering)

- I admire you a lot for this.

- I'm not doin' this to be admired.

- I know that.

- I'm honestly not sure why I'm doin' it.

- Well, maybe you'll find out.

- I generally like to have

the findin' out part of things before.

It's easier with less of
the why-did-I-do-its after.

Too many why-did-I-do-its
tend to get you down,

you know what I mean?

- [Audrey] How soon can you leave?

- Well, got a boss to tell

I won't be in for a couple of days,

throw some stuff together.

Aside from that, anytime I guess.

- Well, there's plenty of time,

the plane doesn't leave until 6:30.

- What plane?

- To Little Rock.

There's a short layover there

to change planes for San Diego.

- Change what planes?

- Well, we have to fly
from here to Little Rock

on this little commuter airline.

- You mean you didn't come direct?

- From San Diego?
- Yeah.

- No.

There are no direct flights

from San Diego to Fayetteville.

But it's a quick trip
from here to Little Rock.

- Oh yeah, I took a quick trip

on one of their airplanes once.

Lasted about half a minute.

- [Audrey] What do you mean?

- The propeller stopped turning.

- What happened?

- What happened is the plane crashed.

The wings don't flap you know.

- My God, were you badly hurt?

- Broke my knee.

Two people killed, though.

I'll be drivin'.

- I beg your pardon?

- To Little Rock, meet you there.

- Driving?

- Yeah.

- You won't fly?

- On one of them little things?

No way.

- Do you know what the odds

are against your ever being

in an accident like that again?

If you live to be 200-

- I'll tell you what it's about lady.

Being laid up in bed scared cross-eyed

for about a week after is what it's about.

Wakin' up in sweats,
three or four times a year

to the present day,
that's what it's about.

I'm not flyin' in nothin'

that has less than three

or four humongous jet motors.

Get one of them to make a little detour

to Fayetteville Airport, no problem.

- I don't think I could arrange that.

- Meet you in Little Rock.
(zipper zipping)

- Wait.

How long is the drive to Little Rock?

- About four hours.

- I'd really rather we went together.

- Why, afraid I might change my mind?

- Can you honestly tell me I don't

have to concerned about that?

Look, I don't know you, you don't know me,

but I do know how hard
this is for you to do,

and I know that part of you
still doesn't want to do it.

- You sure know a hell of a lot

for somebody that don't
know me, don't you?

- Oh, for God's sake how could I have sat

with you yesterday in that trailer

and listened to you and not know that?

Maybe you could use some help

to do what I think you most want to do.

Four hours can be an awfully

long time to go without help.

- I'm not flying to
Little Rock, case closed.

- No you're not.

We're driving to Little Rock, together.

- It's a pretty drive, you might like it.

Just tell me where you
want me to pick you up.

- Does this have air conditioning?

- No, but it has windows
that you roll down.

- I have a suggestion.

Well I can't guarantee anything James,

this is strictly one step at a time.

She's a tough hombre.

I feel like I'm walking on eggs.

How's Donald?

- A bit of an upswing this morning.

- [Audrey] Is that good?

- What goes up.

- Well, okay.

Look, as of this moment, we're on our way.

We'll be in San Diego tonight.

I almost had to drive with her in her car

all the way to Little Rock.

Looks like a discard from Rent a Wreck.

- Not a pretty picture.

I assume you made other arrangements?

(upbeat country music)

- Okay, we're out of here.

Thank you.

Thank you.

(engine rumbling)
(music continues)

(music stops)

(Audrey's throat clears)

No, thanks.

(window whirring)

- Doesn't that ruin the air
conditioning, puttin' that down?

- It's just while you're smoking.

I used to do that.

I don't want to get re-hooked.

It's a daily threat at best.

- Is it gonna be a problem?

- No, go right ahead, no problem.

- I've never been in a
car like this before.

I guess you figured that out.

I'd really love to hear that radio,

if I could just find it.

(radio announcer chattering)

(bright country music)

I have to find a place to
stay when we get there.

- It's all taken care of.

We booked you a hotel room.

- Hope it's in my budget.

- You don't have to think about that,

it's all taken care of.

- I don't need it to be all taken care of.

- Okay.

How'd it go with your boss
getting some time off?

- Fine.

I was a bit shifty about how long.

What kind of time we talkin' about?

- It's hard to say.

Not long.

A week, maybe two.

- I haven't seen him in 11 years.

He was 17 when I kicked him out.

- Do you have any other children?

- Yeah, I have two daughters
from my second marriage.

One lives in Ohio, one's in Florida.

We get together on holidays.

So, you're English, huh?

- Yes.

- Your son English, too?

- No, he was born here.

- I never met anybody English.

How 'bout a pit stop?

How'd you find out what your kid was?

I found out by askin', how'd you find out?

- He told me.

- You mean you asked him?

- He told me, I didn't have to ask.

- You already figured it out, huh?

- [Audrey] Uh huh.

- I had to ask,

not that I wasn't already
wonderin' long before.

He got to be 15, 16, never
any girls in the picture.

Hell, you'd have to be a real
dolt not to start wonderin'.

- James had a girlfriend in high school.

- What do you mean?

A real girlfriend?

- Yeah.

- Why, you know what I
mean, they had relations?

- Sure.

- How do you know?

- Well, for one thing she
spent the night with him,

in our house.

- Well maybe nothin' happened.

- Oh, it happened.

- How do you know?

- (sighs) She was a screamer.

(Luanne laughing)

- Yeah, I just can't figure out,

a kid who'd jump the fence
after he had a taste of normal.

I get the feeling that you got no problem

about your kid bein' queer.

- I didn't throw him out of his home.

- [Luanne] You like what he is?

- It's not a question
of liking or not liking,

it's a question of accepting what he is.

And I'd rather you didn't use that word,

especially when we get there.

- What word?

- Queer.

- Tell me something, if you had your pick,

between your boy being what
he is, or being normal,

what would you pick?

(machine beeping)

- Is he your friend?

- Yeah.

- He's my husband.

- Sorry.

- I got it, too.

- I'm here.

- Of course you are.

- Anything you want?

- I wanna live to be 85.

(sentimental music)

I've been thinkin' about New York.

I'm so sorry about New York.

- Shut up.

- Jeez, you were planning for the thing.

- [James] I'll always love you.

(James laughs)
(Donald laughs)

- You're like a Christmas card.

So fabulous.

If we'd have ever done it,

we'd have done it together.

(sighs) There are 8,000,000
stories in the naked city,

and that will not be one of them.

(gentle music)

- [Luanne] I don't know
what I'm gonna say to him.

- [Audrey] what?

- Donnie.

I just don't know what
I'm gonna say to him.

- Don't worry about that.

- It's easy for you to say, honey.

- Look, why don't you call me Audrey,

and I'll call you Luanne.

So much better than you
calling me honey all the time,

and me calling you nothing.

- You like this music?
(classical music)

- I do, yes.

- You like jazz by any chance?

- I love jazz.

- Me too.

Get some.

(radio announcer chattering)

(upbeat jazz music)

What did he do?

- I'm sorry?

- Donnie, for a living,

what did he end up doing?

- He was a...

He's an architect.

- No fooling?

- He's designed some beautiful houses.

He designed mine.

- No foolin'?

- And he owns a small cinema.

He's insane about old movies.

He can quote entire scenes from memory.

But that's just a sideline,

he's an architect by profession.

- Well, he was always
drawin' when he was a kid.

Castles, he drew a lot of them.

- [Audrey] Castles?

- Yeah, a lot of 'em.

- Flight number 647-
- Have you ever

been to California?

- No, been to Las Vegas.

Your son don't have it, does he?

The disease.

You son don't have it.

You don't act like he's got it.

- I don't know.

- You don't know?

- [Audrey] He doesn't know.

- Well, how come?

Don't you get a test or somethin'?

- He hasn't done that yet.

- Well how come, seein'
as how Donnie's got it?

- It doesn't always happen that way.

They don't all get it, you know?

- Hm, I saw this thing on the news,

where a person can have it
and not even know he's got it.

Like, it don't show up for
a long time, sometimes.

- Just think about Donald, okay?

He's the one we should be thinking about.

- [Gate Agent] This is the last call

for Flight 427 to Detroit.

All passengers board.

Please come to Gate number...

(curtain rungs rattling)

- I want to go home.

- What else would we do there?

- I wanna go home.

Please.

Home, James.

- All right.

I have something to tell you.

- You know it's real
hard for me to believe

that there's any mother

who wouldn't be bothered

by her son being one of them.

You as easy about it as you let on?

- I wanted to be a grandmother, all right?

Apart from that what people do

in private is nobody's business.

I could tell you some stories

about straight couples
that would curl your hair.

- Oh, my hair stopped
curlin' a long time ago.

I either heard it, or I been there.

That's different.

- Why is it different?

- Just is, that's all.

- You have to do better than that.

- No, I don't.

- We have to try.

- We?

I thought we was talkin' about me?

- I don't believe I'm hearing this.

Why didn't you tell me you
were doing this, James?

- If she'd refused, I didn't
want you to know that.

- Well, why didn't she?

Why is she coming?

- [James] To see you, of course, why else?

- Why, last chance, Luanne,

grab it while you can, and make it quick.

- If you like.

- You're assuming good intentions.

- We have to.
- You have to.

What if they go bad?

You don't know what she's
like, James, or was.

Compared to my mother, yours
has been a picnic at the beach.

Has she changed?

What does Audrey say?

- Evidently not.

- I don't think I can handle this.

- Tell me you really
don't want to see her,

and we'll put her on a plane back

to Arkansas tomorrow morning.

Can you tell me that?
- Yes.

- All right.

- (sighs) No.

- It's worth the risk.

I have no right to say
that, it's your risk,

but I think it's worth the taking.

- "Mother of mercy is
this the end of Rico?"

- All right, it rings a faint bell,

but you have me on that one.

- Edward G. Robinson, "Little Caesar."

Supine on a dark, ugly street,

riddled with the bullets
of implacable justice,

gasping his last desperate
pleas with his spiritual mother.

Of course he dies.

- That was a movie.

- James, James,

life is a movie.

(James chuckles)

- How was the trip?

- Flying used to be fun.

- [Man] Is the hotel the first stop?

- Nope, we're not going to the hotel,

we're going right to the house.

- You bet.

- You can stay with me, okay?

- Look honey, Audrey, if I change me mind,

I can check out of your house
as quick as I could a hotel.

- Okay.

- Thanks.
- You're welcome.

(gentle music)
(water splashing)

How are you doing?

- Good, fine.

- Is there anything else
you need in your room?

- Oh, I couldn't think of
anything else if I tried.

Look, I don't want to come across here

like a redneck hillbilly or nothin',

but I feel like I'm in "Dynasty."

I mean that's the way I feel.

I mean, why shouldn't I say it?

- I know what you mean.

You know, I wasn't born
choking on a silver spoon.

- Sort of look like you were.

- My father was a bank teller.

- No kiddin'?

Mine was a painter,
houses, not the other kind.

I got a friend, a guy, says,

"The trouble with this country is

everybody wants to be in "Dynasty,"

and it isn't near big enough so there's

a lotta angry people runnin' around."

Could I trouble you for a drink?

- Oh, I'll join you.

- So, Donnie made this house, huh?

I mean, he drew it up?

- Yes, that's how he and James met.

Through me, the house.

- You know what just come to me before?

You're the only other
person I ever met like me.

- [Audrey] Like you?

- Yeah.

The only other mother
who's got a son like I got.

- You've known that since yesterday.

- Well, I wasn't thinkin'
about it that way,

not the way it's comin' to me now.

There's a logical way to
think about things, you know.

- [Audrey] It's true.

- I guess I'm not the first
person for you though,

I mean, the way you live,

the kinda people you know.

- I know one other mother
with a homosexual son.

- So you had somebody to talk to?

- The subject never really came up.

- How could it never come up?

- Well, she brought it up once,

but I didn't see any point in pursuing it.

- How come?

- There wasn't any point, that's all.

I didn't care to discuss it.

What's the difference?

- It would have made a
big difference to me.

I never said word one to a
livin' soul about it till now.

- Well, I like to think
it's been of some help.

- What has?

- Saying something about
it to a living soul.

- Is that what it's been to you, a help?

- [Audrey] Me?

- I get the idea that you're
not too talkie about it either.

Is that right?

- Well, not for the same
reason you haven't been,

I don't need any help.

- Oh, that's right.

You're better than me, I keep forgettin'.

- I never implied any such thing.

But I don't call my son a...

I don't call him ugly names.

- Words never passed
your pretty lips, huh?

- [Audrey] Never.

- Not even before you
knew what your son was?

- Oh, come on.

Everybody uses ignorant
words when they're young,

and don't know any better.

But some of us grow up, and know better.

- And some of us grow up
and stay ignorant, right?

- I'm not trying to insult you,

stop putting words into my mouth.

- Maybe there's some already in it, lady.

- You just cannot believe
that I am not like you.

You want me to be like you.

Well, I'm not.

- Like me?

What do you mean, like me?

I got a son dying from what
he is, and so could yours.

I just wanted Donnie to be normal.

I would have had a son all these years.

That's all I wanted.

- You had a son all these years.

- One I could love.

- You could have loved him anyway.

- Like you love yours, huh?

- [Audrey] Yes.

- Anyway?

You mean, in spite of what he is?

That how you loved yours?

- Oh, stop!
- Oh, come on.

Get the hell outta here (huffs).

- Look, why don't we just say goodnight,

and go to bed and get some sleep?

Let's face it, we're both wrung out,

it's been a long week today.

- It ain't been my usual Thursday.

- Mine either, honey.

(wind whistling)

(button clicks)

- Testing, testing.

"Mary had a little lamb."

(tape rewinding)

- [Audrey] Sally, call Nettelston,

tell him not to finalize the deal yet.

It still doesn't sit right with me.

Call Phillip to check
on the Hendrix stock,

it's making me nervous.

If you can't reach him-

- [Luanne] Testing, testing.

"Mary had a little lamb."

(sentimental piano music)

Audrey?

This is me, Luanne.

This is stupid, I can't do it.

(engine rumbling)

This is one of the stupidest

things I ever done in my life,

and I've done some stupid things.

I don't know whatever come into my mind

to think I could do it,
after all this time.

What would I say to him,
after all this time?

- [Gate Agent] Final call
for flight 91 to Little Rock,

boarding at gate number two.

- [Luanne] I know no one will think

too highly of me for chickening
out at the last minute,

but no one else is in my
shoes so I can live with that.

(gentle music)

I'll pay you back for
the expenses you went to.

It might take awhile.

At least I'm payin' my own way back.

I would have done that anyhow.

I'm sorry you went
(alarm clock buzzing)

to so much trouble for nothin'.

I don't blame you if
you're really ticked off.

You really went to a lotta trouble.

You're a really good person,

but I wish I'd never laid eyes on ya,

if you know what I mean.

I hope your son's gonna
be okay, and have life.

Well, I guess that's all.

(tape recorder clicks)

(seagulls squawking)

(brakes squealing)

(doorbell ringing)

- I gotta do some shoppin'.

My clothes are flyin' to Little Rock.

(gentle music)

- Okay, that,

or that?

Hm mm.

- [Announcer] X-ray technician on call,

please call the emergency room.

- [Audrey] Hi.

- [Announcer] X-ray technician,

call the emergency room.

- Luanne, this is my son, James.

James, Luanne Barnes.

- Hi.

- Hello.

Thank you for coming.

Would you care for some
coffee or anything?

We can go to the cafeteria.

- I'm okay.

We had breakfast.

You?

- I'm fine.

Why don't we go on up then?

- Yeah.

Are you awake?

- The plane crashed,
there were no survivors.

I'm terribly sorry about Audrey.

(James chuckles)

- She's here.

(bed whirring)

- Can we discuss this for a few weeks?

- It's gonna be all right.

- Don't leave.

- You wanna think about that for a minute?

(solemn music)

(Donald chuckles)

- What's wrong with this picture?

- How ya been, Donnie?

(sighs) I guess that's
startin' out stupid.

- I've been fine prior
to this current nuisance.

I like your outfit.

Tres chic, Ma.

- You kiddin'? It's Audrey's.

It's a long story.

Not that I don't have
some nice things myself.

But, it's too tight, though.

I gotta do some shoppin'.

- Would you like to sit down?

Or do you have to run?

(chuckles) I'm kidding.

- Been awhile.

- You haven't changed a bit.

You're looking very well.

- Yeah well, don't let the hair fool ya.

It comes off.

- It's very becoming.

- You got no accent anymore.

- No.

- Well maybe a little
smidgen here and there.

You can hardly hear it.

I hear you got real successful?

- Yes, I've done pretty well.

Would you care for a chocolate?

- No, thanks.

From drawin', more or less?

- I'm sorry?

- I mean you got successful
just from drawin'?

- More or less.

- Yeah.

You was always drawin' as a kid.

Some kids draw and come to nothin',

but you was always real good at it.

- You taped them on the fridge.

- Yeah.

Can I smoke in here?

- He wants to go home.

- I thought the two of you agreed?

- He's reneged.

- Are you gonna let him?

- Yeah.

- Is that a good idea?

- It is for him.

In his place I'd want to be allowed

to do what I wanted to do.

(siren wailing)
(announcer chattering)

- I have to ask you something.

Why haven't you been tested?

(James sighs)

- I don't want to.

- Is that wise?

- Wisdom beyond my years I like to think.

- James-

- If I don't have it, it doesn't matter.

If I do...

I said to you a few days ago,

we know what we want to know.

- [Audrey] Well, that was about me.

- This is about me.

- Did they tell you you're in no danger?

James and Audrey?

- [Luanne] About what?

- Me.

This.

- Yeah, they told me.

- It's true, you know.

Really, you can have a chocolate.

- This ain't easy for me, you know.

I just wanna be upfront about it.

- Thank you for coming.

- You mean it?
- Mean it.

- I wasn't sure.

All I've been thinkin'
about since yesterday,

is if I wanted to come,
until this mornin',

I started wonderin' what your
position was on the situation.

- That's my position.

- I'm sorry what happened to you, Donnie.

- We said soon is mended.

- But you brought it on
yourself, didn't you?

Didn't ya?

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to shout.

It just come out.

- Arms restored, these
are such trying times.

- Is someone smoking in here?

- To whose health will it be hazardous?

How do you like Audrey?

- Boy, she's somethin' else isn't she?

You know she's got me
stayin' at her house?

Did you know that?

- That's very nice.

- You know she said that what
do you say, you designed it?

It's real nice.

Real nice.

You know what I'd love to do?

I would really love to take
a swim in her swimmin' pool.

Doesn't anybody ever swim in them pools?

You know, in the movies,
nobody ever swims in 'em.

They're just there.

- Take the plunge, Ma.

- Yeah.

There's somethin' I wanna show ya.

(melancholy music)

Remember this?

Remember when you drew that up?

You was about, I don't
know, eight or nine,

and you said you was gonna
build that for me some day.

For us.

A magic castle.

And we'd live in it together, you and me,

and it'd be full of magic.

Your son's real good-lookin'.

- Yes, isn't he?

- Could have really been somethin'

with the ladies, couldn't he?

His father must have been real handsome.

Oh, I mean, I didn't mean it that way,

I mean that you are a
very good-lookin' woman.

- His father was a real looker.

- You got a boyfriend?

- No.

- Me neither, lately.

It's a bitch ain't it?

- How did it go with Donald?

- I hardly recognized him.

He never was too hardy, built-wise.

Took more after me than his old man.

Freddy was a real big fella.

Of course, he didn't believe
that he was his old man.

- Donald didn't?

- No, Freddy.

Didn't believe Donnie was his son.

Said there was no way that any son of his,

could be one of them.

- That's insane.

- Yeah, well even I knew
that was a bit far-fetched.

Still in all, I sure
didn't like having to take

a rap like that on account of Donnie.

There's one thing nobody can say

about me is I fooled around.

I'd take 'em as they come,

but I take 'em one at a time.

- You didn't take a rap
on account of Donnie,

you took it on account of your husband.

- Ah, either way.

- No, it isn't either way.

Don't you understand the difference?

- I sure do tend to get you
all stressed out, don't I?

- Just tell me what you wanna do.

- In regards to what?

- Are you gonna go right back to Arkansas,

or are you gonna stay?

- [Donald] How did she seem after?

- I suspect a quickened pulse,

plus a cardiac tremor maybe,

but she seemed steady on her feet.

She didn't rush to the
ladies for a quick upchuck.

(Donald chuckles)

- She wouldn't touch me, you know.

- Of course.

- Will she stay do you think?

Do you know?

- I don't know yet.

Do you want her to?

(smirks) Sorry.

(melancholy music)

(James laughing)

- The prices are very reasonable,

they have sales all the time.

- I don't need a whole lot.

- I have to go to the office.

I'll see you back at the house around six?

- He's really gonna die isn't he?

(music continues)

- That's a pretty outfit.

- Yeah, real California.

It'll knock 'em over back in Fayetteville.

- What will you tell
them when you get back?

Your friends?

- About what?

- Where you've been, why.

- I ain't got to that yet.

- Maybe you'll tell them the truth.

- I ain't got to that yet, okay?

What's the difference
to you what I tell 'em?

- Here.

I think I owe you something.

- What would that be?

- A few days ago when I was
first told Donald was ill,

I didn't really know much about him.

I've known him for four years,

but I didn't know anything
about him that really mattered.

I didn't know about you, I
didn't know you even existed.

I didn't know where he was from.

The truth is, if the person
my son had been living

with for the past four years had breasts,

I'd have known her entire life
history in about one hour,

'cause I'd have wanted to know it.

- Yeah, well I kind of
figured you were comin'

from a couple of different directions.

- That's what I owe you.

You know how you're always
calling Donald one of them?

There was something that
bugged me about it every time,

and I couldn't quite put my finger on it.

Then I realized what it is.

Those are the words that have
caused so much pain and fear,

for so many, in so many ways, always.

"One of them."

Those are the words that all

the other words are about, ugly words.

Your son isn't one of them.

My son isn't one of them.

Our sons our two of us.

It's been an interesting couple of days.

I almost started smoking again.

- (chuckles) Well, it's a
wonder you didn't resort

to controlled substances.

Luanne and you, the mind
can't quite grasp it.

- She's a smart lady, in
a rather irritating way.

- Why irritating?

- She doesn't know she's smart.

Smarter than me.

- Oh, but you know you're smart?

- Behind a desk with a computer.

- Why not?

- She's terrible about Donald.

There were times I could
have strangled her.

- The Luanne Barnes's in our midst

are best not taken seriously,

unless of course, one encounters

them in a lonely place coming

at you with a baseball bat.

- Well she's nothing like
that bad, give her a break.

- I gather you are.

- She's right up front, what
you see is what you get.

And I'd rather get what I
see anytime, wouldn't you?

Beats deceit.

It beats lying.

It beats tap dancing.

- Hands down.

- What would you think,

if I told you I was devastated

when I first realized you were gay?

- I'd think you might be turning

in your tap shoes for a
sturdier style in footwear.

- I never have really been
able to get it together since.

That's what you meant the other day,

the mountains under the rug?

The woman of the world,
taking it all in stride

and falling flat on my face
when no one was looking.

- Sometimes when they were.

- It showed, huh?

- Now and again, yeah.

- That's very embarrassing.

- Ma, you did the best you could

with what you had to do it with.

Centuries of rules and revulsion's.

- You must have hated me.

- Never.

Never hated.

I did understand after all.

How could I not have heard
the word you never spoke?

- What word?

- Disappointment.

- Okay, I was.

I was disappointed.

There, it's spoke.

- Good.

- It was a long time
before I stopped hoping

you'd see the true light and
marry the girl of my dreams,

give me babies to lavish
things on, and call me grandma.

Oh, you made me so furious.

- How?

- By making me feel
guilty about hoping that.

- But you have to stop feeling guilty.

- I know.

I've begun to.

I think I've begun to.

James, if you knew I wasn't being honest,

why didn't you say something?

- It's sometimes not wise to tell people

what they don't want to know.

- Can I give it another try?

- If at first.

- When can I start?

- You're so pushy.

- I want you to be tested.

(solemn music)

- Why?

- Because the sooner I know, you know.

We know, can I say we?

- Let's try it.

- [Audrey] The sooner we know,

the sooner we'll know how much
time we have to try again.

- And if I test positive, could you cope?

- Let's try.

- I'm so afraid.

- I know.

I know.

I know.

- I might need you.

- Oh God, I hope so.

(music continues)

(water splashing)

(rain pattering)

♪ The rain does a pitter patter ♪

♪ And I like getting wet ♪

♪ Skies are weeping while
the world is sleeping ♪

- No last minute changes of heart now.

So, let's keep it simple.

Nothing grand.

- At least that's so much better.

- Give her a message, James.

My Ma.

But you know what?

I'll be survived by his
mother, Luanne Barnes,

in Fayetteville, Arkansas.

- Of course.

- [Commentator] Listen to that, Jerry,

Jerry, my boy, listen to
that applause, it's for you.

- So, would you manage a hot chocolate?

- Hold the marshmallows.

- [Commentator] Do you know

how you're gonna spend your money yet?

- Well, for one thing,

I think I'll buy a car.

For another, I might take
a little ocean voyage.

- Well, good luck.

I don't-

(thunder rumbling)

- You got somebody to see to him?

- A nurse will be coming in twice a day,

and there's a doctor on call.

- I think it's a real nice idea.

Bein' here, home.

He was born at home, you know?

Wasn't supposed to be,

he was supposed to be born in a hospital,

but he ended up being born at home.

(chuckles) It's a long story.

These are real pretty
cups, real California.

- [Audrey] Didn't I give you those?

- Yeah, I think you did.

There are only four left.

- [Audrey] Butter fingers.

- Listen there's something I want to...

Maybe you'll think I'm comin' down

with a severe case of ridiculous here but,

I mean, you don't have to decide now,

you can take some time, think it over,

unless you don't have to think it over

and then I'll understand that.

It'd be perfectly okay.

Just forget I asked.

Okay, I'm just gonna lay
it right on the table.

I'd like it if I could
take him back with me.

- Well, I'm sorry but I really

don't have to think about that.

Taking him out of here now
is out of the question.

- Well, not now.

After.

Oh no, forget about it.

Oh, I'm way out of line here.

Just forget I asked.

(thunder rumbling)
(rain pattering)

You awake?

It's me.

I got you some cocoa.

How are you doin'?

- Top of the world, Ma.

- You know I was just telling them now,

I was tellin' them how
you was born at home.

You probably forgot that story, huh?

Yeah, me trippin' at the
top of the cellar stairs,

and bustin' my leg,

and screamin' for about an hour.

(chuckles) You was halfway here,

by the time Mrs. Ardeth from next door

come runnin' down the stairs.

You probably forgot all
about that story, huh?

You didn't?

Well, there's somethin' I'm gonna tell you

that I didn't tell them, okay?

I sure as hell never told you.

I knew when you was conceived.

Some women know that sometimes.

I don't know how,

I don't think anybody knows how,

but it just happened,

you can't explain it, you just know.

It was in the mornin'.

And after a couple of
minutes, I just knew.

It was this beautiful mornin',
with no tomorrow in it.

It was like there'd never be a tomorrow.

Life would always just be right then.

(thunder rumbling)

It was a waste wasn't it, all those years?

I couldn't help it, Donnie.

- I know.

- The trouble is, we
generally don't know waste

when it's happenin'.

Sometimes when it happenin'
but the worst kind,

we don't know till after.

(solemn music)

(Donald panting)

(announcer chattering)

They say it's on time.

- Will wonders never.

- Now, you don't have to wait.

- No, it's no problem.

(gentle music)

- [Announcer] Flight
number 29 to Little Rock,

will now begin boarding
at gate number two.

- So, I'll see you all next week.

- Thursday.

- It'll be a real simple thing,

just a couple of my friends and you.

Nothin' like what you had yesterday.

It was a real nice service.

He sure had a lot of friends, didn't he?

Well.

Thanks.

(melancholy music)
(passengers chattering)

- What's this?

- Something she wanted you to have.

(soft piano music)
(passengers chattering)

(music continues)
(airplane whirring)

(solemn piano music)

(gentle music)