All language subtitles for Being.Us.2013.1080p.WEBRip.x264-RARBG

( MUSIC PLAYING )

( DISTANT VOICE RAMBLING )

( VOICE GROWS LOUDER )

WOMAN:
Very, very important thing

because you always
have to be a good girl.

And you always have to be
a very, very, very good person.

( CLEARS THROAT )

Who is it?

I work here.

Someone scared me.

I had to hide.

I guess they're gone now.

Will you be nice to me?

I tried the doors,
but everything's locked.

( KEYS JANGLING )

I thought I might
have to sleep here.

You won't.

Thank you mister.

Bye-bye.

( LOUD MUSIC PLAYING )

( CROWD NOISE )

You're gonna get
such a rush

you'll go right down
that stairs.

Oh yeah.
Oh yeah.

We've all gotten fucked up
on that stuff, darling.

( MUMBLING )

Oh butternut,
we're practically there.

( LAUGHS )

MAN: What are you
looking at?

WOMAN: I don't know.

Hey.
Let's see some skin.

Do you know
that it is illegal

to eat chicken with a fork
in Gainsburg?

Well...
( LAUGHING )
Gainsburg...

I'll tell you one thing
I do know.

( MOANING )

A gentleman should keep
his eagerness in check.

What lying fuck told you
I was a gentleman, huh?

Look, I need a lover
with a slow hand

like that old song.

For fuck's sake,
give me a fucking break.

Would you please?
Just get down there.

There we go.
Huh? Huh?

( HITTING )

WOMAN:
Fucking motherfucker.

Fuck your mother.

What the....
WOMAN: Motherfucker.

What did you just
fucking say?

What did you just
fucking say?

My mother?

No, please, please,
please don't hurt me.

Please.
( CRYING )

No? Please.

Please don't hurt me.

Why don't you talk
shit now, huh?

Why don't you talk
about my mother now?

( GASPING )

How about you get
the fuck out of here,

you piece of shit, huh?

How about that?

Fuck you.

( YELLING )
Nah, shit. Fuck.

Hey.

Hey bitch,
you forgot something!

( MUSIC PLAYING )

WOMAN: ( MUMBLING )

Double tequila, a beer,

and the lady will have...

Um, bourbon.

( MUMBLING )

WOMAN: ( YELLING )
Get your fucking hands
off of me!

Fucking crazy?
Touch me again,

I'll tear your balls off,
motherfucker.

I swear to God
I fucking will.

Ok, let's go,
let's go.

Fuck you.

Fucking maniac.

Asshole!

WOMAN:
( CURSING AND YELLING )

I just do not know
how they get like that.

Sure you do.

I'm not feeling well.

I think I should go.

Fine.
Back tomorrow at 7.

MAN:
Are you okay?

Don't make it worse.

MAN:
I won't.

Promise.

Just don't involve yourself

in what doesn't concern you,
please.

You know,
normally I wouldn't.

It's just,

I know that look.

I see it every day
as part of my work.

And I've caught myself
staring like them more often

than I liked to admit.

I might be able to help.

Or at least distract you.

Okay, but I'm not...

I should give you this, too.

I'm Walker.

Margaret.

It's good to meet you.

Yeah, likewise.

I should be going.

Would you like some company?

No. Not just now.

WALKER:
You won't humor me?

I've never
humored anyone in my life.

Ha. Humor me.

( BEEPING )

( GATE OPENING )

( WATER RUNNING )

It's cozier here.

It's just more...
it's a cozy vibe. Yeah.

( CLEARS THROAT )

WALKER:
Yeah, I...

I really didn't think
you'd call.

Well, neither did I.

WALKER: I don't normally
accost women on the street,

but you,
you seemed pretty down.

Not a great night,
but I've had worse.

WALKER: You going through
a rough time?

Things have been
interesting.

Mm-hm.
Leave it at that.

I don't mean to pry.
It's a bad habit.

Big part of my job.

Are you a detective?

( LAUGHS )

Social worker.

Yeah I find the people
with the most trouble

are usually the least likely
to talk about it.

What about you?

Loads of a trouble

and a complete unwillingness
to talk about it.

WALKER:
No...

( LAUGHS )

No, I mean,
what do you do for a living?

I'm a receptionist.

Cool.

MARGARET:
Very exciting.

WALKER:
I don't know.

A boring job might lead to
an incredible inner life.

Blah.

WALKER:
People are complex.

Ah, I don't know
if I believe that.

I think people are
a lot less complicated

than they like to believe.

WALKER: Ah, the reductionist
school of human psychology.

Mm-hm.

In real life,
it comes down to

who gets to do
and who gets it done to them.

So, we're just animals.

Exactly.

WALKER:
Even Shakespeare?

Just a real clever primate?

You're hiding from me.

Do you even know
why you're here?

WALKER:
I think I'm here to

ask you out
on a very serious date.

Okay.
On one condition.

What?

That you state
your intentions,

right here, right now.

Can I have a couple minutes

to figure out
what my intentions are?

Two minutes.

Okay.
Starting now.

WALKER:
Shit.

( LAUGHS )

You got nothing.

I got nothing.
No.

MARGARET:
You need three minutes?

I need a few more.

( LAUGHING )

I was expecting that answer.

Yeah...

( LAUGHS )

MAN: ( ON TV ) Mind if I take
just one more look?

( CRYING )

I just can't believe
that my kids are gone.

It's just until
you get back on your feet.

Then they can come back.

You heard the judge.

They're never coming back.

She's probably right,
you know.

She'll never get
those kids back.

Yeah, but that's bullshit.
That's what I'm saying.

( LAUGHS )

It's not your job
to tell her that.

Come on, you're there
to help her navigate,

not to promote an outcome.

There's no doubt in my mind
that she loves those kids.

Love is one of
many significant factors.

Yes, but it's a goddamn
significant one.

Listen, listen if you want to
keep sane doing field work,

you gotta concentrate
on the broader context.

That, that,
that's not enough.

Well,
that's all you can do.

No, I, damn it,
I don't believe that.

That woman today,
she needed a lifeline.

You jump in
trying to save her,

you both end up drowning.

Walker, keep a safe distance.

Document the pain,
don't share it.

Oh great.
That makes me a cipher.

No, it makes you
a social worker.

You want to be a hero,
go join the fire department.

If it makes you feel any better,
your job is a lot tougher.

I know.

Checkmate.

Bitch.

Huh.

I'm a not sure I know
how to exactly respond to this.

Maybe the idea is to make you
feel destabilized.

Huh. Ah.

Um, not sure I really need
any help with that.

( CHUCKLES )
I know how you feel.

Oh, they say he was a genius.

I know.

It also says
he went completely nuts.

You ever wonder
if that'll happen to you?

No.

No, I'm not, uh,
I'm not gifted like that.

I intend to lead a very long,
safe, uninteresting life.

Hmm. No drama?

No.
( CHUCKLES )

I've seen enough drama.

I'm ready for easy laughs
and barbecue.

Well that sounds like
a perfectly respectable fantasy.

What do you think
of barbecue?

Yeah, yeah.
I like it.

I do.

Cool.

You have a special place
you want to take me?

Hmm?

You gonna
show me something pretty

and just ravish me,
willing or not?

What?

Cause I'm no stranger
to what men want.

Where'd this southern belle
come from?

Uh,

somewhere you don't
want to know about.

I have to go.
I don't know
what's happening.

Wait.
Let me give you a ride.

MARGARET:
Some other time.

( MUFFLED VOICES )

WALKER:
So, uh.

What exactly did I do
to mess up the other night?

I just.

I think we should just,
you know,

chalk it up
to a mixed signal.

Okay.

Anyway, I'm real glad you
decided to investigate further.

Me, too.

Yeah.

You ever been married?

No.

No, I've been, been close.

Couple times, you know,
but...

Didn't quite work out?

Nah. No, I uh--

the women in my life
has always been problematic.

Ah.

Guess there's nothing
more compelling

than a woman
with a tragic problem right?

You make it sound like
I didn't care about them.

No, it's just you know,
people that like to fix things

just make me
a little nervous.

That's all.

Well, I think
I'm done fixing things.

So, you ever been
down the aisle?

Only in criminal court.

Is that true?

No.

All right.
What's behind door number 2?

Nothing much.
Just storage.

WALKER:
Behind a padlock?

That's just, where
I keep my art supplies.

I had no idea
you were an artist.

I mean just because
I have art supplies

doesn't exactly
make me an artist.

Maybe that isn't
for you to say.

It's just, you know,

it's something I do
when I need to kill time.

Mm-hm.
No, I'm not buying it.

You don't keep a casual
hobby behind a padlock.

I can't put one
over on you, can I?

You just don't seem
all that apathetic to me,

that's all.

Yeah,
you are right.

'Cause I am about as apathetic
as a train wreck.

( SIGHS )

I want to know about you.

Yeah?
Hmm?

Momma didn't love you?

Hmm?

Aw, you look like
a digger of shallow graves.

What about you,
huh?

Southern belle,
a wounded bird.

( CHUCKLES )

I'm all of it.

( KISSING AND MOANING )

What's wrong?
I don't.

What's wrong?
No, I don't.

Yeah, you do.
No, not like this.

Yeah you do.
Not like this.

Not like this.

I don't want us
to be a fling, okay?

Well, that's gonna be
hard on you.

Is this
your other girlfriend?

No.

Okay. Okay.

Sorry.
She was my sister.

MARGARET:
Was?

She died about 15 years ago.

Oh. I'm sorry.

Me, too, but it happens.

What about you?

Your family around here?

Uh, no.

Not a happy story like mine?

Hmm. You're perceptive.

I like that about you.

Ready to go?

Always.

This is a little unreal.

I take it you don't
get out of the city much.

The city doesn't like me
to get out much.

What exactly does that mean?

Well...

you really don't want me to know
anything about you, do you?

Ah, come on.
That's not true.

I just want to control
what you know about me.

Ah, well at least
you're honest sort of.

I'm totally honest
about that.

( LAUGHS )

People show
what they want to show.

Yeah, regardless of
how many questions I ask.

MARGARET:
Exactly.

( MUSIC PLAYING )

WALKER:
I think I'm afraid.

This is the part
you should be enjoying.

I am.

Even though
you make it sound like

a bomb is gonna explode
as soon as I get close to you.

That's what
you're afraid of?

Not really.

I think I'm afraid
that it'll go off

before we really get
a chance to know each other.

( CLUCKS )

( SIGHS )

The fuse is lit.

Hey.

You Okay?

You want to share
something deep,

but I don't have
anything for you.

Why not?

Because every night
I-I-I-I sit here and I read

and it's just like the room
just keeps getting smaller

and--and darker
and there's--there's,

there's someone putting
a hand over my mouth.

Then I go out.

We all go through
tough times.

Not like this.
Not like this.

You don't know.
You don't know.

Okay. I don't.

I don't know, but I don't
plan on ducking out, okay?

( SIGHS )

Any offer
will be considered, huh?

Oh.

Working condition right there,
excellent item.

You can see around
the corner with it.

See into the future.

Find out who's she with, huh.

It's, I'm telling ya, bub,

is the right tool for the job.

Come on man, make an offer.

Make an offer.

Hey.
Hi.

You ready for Chinese?

Yeah.

I want to show you
something.

Come on.
Okay.

WALKER:
These...

These are...
These are amazing.

MARGARET:
No, don't say that.

No, no, no.
Don't say anything.

I wanted you to see.

I'm glad
you changed your mind.

That one's for you.

I...

Will you take it?
I...I...yes.

Yes. Yes.
It's beautiful.

It's beautiful.

Beautiful isn't the point.

Then what's the point?

To make you forget everything
that you know about me.

( KISSING AND MOANING )

Fuck. Fuck.

( GASPING )

Fuck. Fucker.

Fuck.
Damn it.

Fucking miserable fuck.
Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah.

Put it in her.
Fuck her.

Come on.

That's what you're
fucking her for,

right, motherfucker?

( MOANING AND GRUNTING )

MARGARET:
( CURSING AND SHOUTING )

MARGARET:
( FRANTIC MUMBLING )

( MUMBLING GROWS LOUDER )

'Cause you always have
to be a good girl.

And you always have
to be a good person.

You've got to find the good
in everything that you do today,

whatever you think
is necessary.

WALKER:
Hey!

No! No!
This is not for you!

What is this?

I'm sleepy.

I feel like there's
a conversation for us to have.

I'm tired.

I want to sleep.

Okay.

We'll just sleep.

Okay.

We both know
you're spotted, okay?

So-- oh come on.

How long have you
been doing this?

I'm not gonna call the cops.

Okay, well...

( BANGING )

All right,
I'm going inside.

I'm going home now.

You, uh, want
to come in for some tea?

I've got this herbal
pervert blend you might like.

It's really perverted,
like truly.

I ran out of milk,
but I have sugar.

It's hot.

Mmm.

I feel like
I should be afraid of you.

I could never...

I'm, I'm not that type.

Um, do you get off out there?
Hmm?

Do you watch me have sex?

No.

I mean, yes, I've been watching,
but no, I don't.

Outside, it's cold.
I just learn.

You save it for later?

Are you going
to do it again?

I mean, now that,
now that you've been caught,

do you think it's still
gonna work for you?

I don't know.

I'm not sure
it'll be the same.

Well, do you think
you love me?

I love watching you
try to survive.

Feels like we're miles away,
doesn't it?

Yeah.

I come out here,
I feel like the only,

the only living soul on Earth.

Ah, that's good.

And I listen to the quiet.

It's a good thing.

I need to know about
that thing with the lighter.

That's the way I put it--

Don't--don't--
don't--

don't dodge me
on this one.

The uh, lighter
belonged to my mother.

It's the only heirloom
I've got.

The burning happens
when I need to be reeled in.

Okay.

( SIGHS )

What about
what happened with us?

I-I don't even know
what that came from.

Mm-hm.
That, that, that sex

wasn't something
that you did to me, okay.

It was something that we did.

I know.
I know, but...

Together.

it's just, it's not how
it's supposed to be.

That's...

That's how people
respond to me.

Has it always
been like that?

Mostly.

But I think it might be
different this time.

( SIGHS )

Good.

Jesus.

Will you stop that, please?

You wanted me to see you.

Hello?

Sorry.
I'm used to...

I'm not very good at this.

Pretty dress.

It's uh, for a party
with the man I'm seeing.

You want to go?

I'm uh, not really looking
to expand my social circle.

He seems nicer
than the other ones.

How long have you
been watching?

Since that night
at the bar.

I held onto this for you.

That other guy threw it
out into the street.

It was you.

It was,
it was, it was you

he was yelling at,
wasn't it? You saw.

He was getting rough with you.

Yeah, yeah.
Woulda messed me up.

But this one
sends you flowers.

I know.

I should go to the party
and give it a chance.

It's just...

Terrifying to
really want something.

I'll tell ya what.

Why don't you hold onto that?

Okay.

So, you uh ready to start
showing me off?

Oh, it's about time
I managed to impress somebody.

Famous last words.

Hey, if you're not having fun,
we'll cut out of here, okay?

I'm not having fun.

Walker!

John.

Hey, this is Margaret.

Margaret, this is
Dr. John Madrone.

Very nice to meet you,
Dr. John Madrone.

Not even my patients
call me that.

Okay.

Wow, you are beautiful
just like Walker said.

What on Earth
are you doing with him?

( LAUGHS )

Don't trust him.

He's a mental health
professional.

He's paying me.
Shh.

Come on.
That's great.

I can't eat another bite.
It's delicious.

Ah, thanks very much.
I'm glad you liked it.

Not hungry, Frank?

Mm-hm.

So, I went by
Franklin's office today

and he wasn't there.

Shock.
He never is.

But when I went
to the faculty lounge

they told me he'd been
in a shouting match

with the Dean of Students.

JOHN:
Over the accusations?

Oh let's just say
the academics are never

all that excited about being
the subject of investigation,

are we, Franklin?

Well, none of us are really.

Oh, but I did finally
find him, though.

You wanna know where?

In one of the undergraduate
cafeterias,

holding court and lecturing
about faculty feudalism.

( LAUGHING )

FRANKLIN: I'm guessing that
you are some kind of artist.

With your extreme intuition
about these things?

Oh you can't tell me

she doesn't have
a certain air about her.

So, you're a sculptor.

Uh.

I uh, huh, I'm, I'm,

I'm not sure
it's a title that um,

well I, I, I didn't,
I didn't know

that uh, Walker
had shared that about me.

Whoops.
Looks like you blew it, man.

Oh no.
It's not a secret.

Um, it's just a hobby.

I certainly don't care

if anybody
refers to me as an artist.

That's very refreshing.

If only more people
were content with their place

instead of always straining
to what, what,

what is it now to,
to reinvent themselves?

Oh, that's
a pretty easy thing

for a man in your position
to say, isn't it?

I mean, tenure, status.

He has achieved a certain
measure of infamy.

I'll grant you that.

Absolutely.

( INDISTINCT )
I might add...

Yes, not many educators
need to keep an attorney

on retainer.

( LAUGHING )

My husband
is a special man.

So, what is that you do

when you're not defying
classification?

I listen to people
experiencing

their own importance,
and, uh, it's fascinating.

Spoken
like a bitter shop girl.

Uh-uh, especially
middle class intellectuals.

Or so you've observed when
you're sitting in your room

with your little putty knife
and your strained imagination.

Really, honey, you should
mind your table manners.

Ladies, we're approaching
a breach of civility.

Ha.

I won't hold out
much hope, though.

Polite conversation is
a lost art to your generation.

You don't seem to want to
take your own advice.

I think maybe
we could all use

a little refresher course
in that one.

Further evidence
of cultural collapse.

You see, contemporary parents

are so terrified
of inflicting trauma

that they've
completely forgotten

the application
of discipline.

Ah, yeah.

I'd hate to think of what
a child would learn

at your knee.

Education comes often
in surprising forms.

What about
all the parents out there

don't know their ass
from their elbow?

Well, I suppose they keep
you social workers employed.

We often fail
to protect our kids.

That's a salient point.

Well, I'm not so sure
that protecting children

should be our first priority.

After all, the traditionally
the role of children

was to serve the family.

You mean,
like at a sweatshop,

or would you rather have them
closer to home, you know,

mom needs a maid.

Dad needs a little plaything.

Hmm?

Yeah.

And you've seen it all,
I gather.

You feel like
getting some air?

Uh-uh.
Uh-uh.

Playing the victim
certainly is handy

when claiming
the moral high ground, isn't it?

What the fuck
would you know, huh?

Huh? What the fuck
would you know, bitch?

Fuck you.
WALKER: Margaret, wait.

Fuck you, man.

Hey, hey,
wait, Margaret.

Don't you dare
follow me.

Fuck you.

I'll fuck you
on the table, bitch.

Fuck.

WALKER:
She's moody.

No, you're moody.

I think she may be something
a little more advanced.

Look, ( SIGHS )
sometimes she...

sometimes she acts
a little different, okay.

JOHN:
Different?

WOMAN: How much do you know
about Margaret?

WALKER:
How much should I know?

I know how I feel about her.

JOHN: You know how
you want to feel.

Do you know if she's receiving
any sort of treatment?

She hasn't mentioned
anything.

Any medication?

WALKER:
I don't know.

Walker, something's
pretty wrong here.

I mean, she picks a fight.

WALKER: No, no.
She did not pick that fight.

JOHN: When she gets it,
she just erupted like that.

I can see
that she's very lovely,

but she seems to be
in a lot of pain.

Can you do anything
to help her?

I don't think
this is something

I should be involved with.

She doesn't strike me
as the kind of woman

who has
a lot of options, John.

All right.
All right.

If she's willing,
send her to me

and I'll see her once.

Try and make some kind of
basic diagnosis.

Maybe I can, I can refer her
to a specialist.

Alright.

Now, I'm going to
ask you something

and you're not
going to like it.

Why am I with her?

People don't
stay with someone

above their level of health.

Maybe I'm not.

Well, she does seem to fit
all your normal criteria.

WALKER: Don't make her out
to be a tendency, Okay?

She's a person.

JOHN: You are reenacting
the same relationship

over and over.

WALKER: Yeah, kinda like
this conversation.

Yeah, like the one
with the Vicodin.

She turned out to be
a real charmer.

Honey.

Maybe we should talk
about where this starts,

with Elizabeth.

No, you never knew
my sister.

The way you tried
to keep her alive

a long time past
when she wanted to get out.

Don't try to pin me
with some bullshit diagnosis.

Margaret needs me.

And whatever it is
that's fucking eating at her,

she is fighting it
and I'm gonna help her fight.

All right.
All right.

A gentleman, mm-mm-mm.

Did you know
that the door was invented

4,000 years ago
by the Egyptians?

Of course, no one knows
who invented the lock.

( CAR RUNNING )

Nice wallpaper.

( BREAKS SQUEAKING )

Hi.

Did you know
that tiger shark embryos

will fight
in their momma's womb

and only the survivor
is born?

And I'm gonna
fuck you in the ass.

( LAUGHING )

Yeah. Yeah.

Sweetie,
I'm not one to judge,

but if you want to
make this happen,

you will come in the front
like a gentleman.

Wipe your feet
before you do.

( LAUGHS )

What is this?

It's for us.
It protects the rug.

Why don't we go
into the bedroom?

I'm assuming your
fine establishment has a bed.

No, no, no I prefer
to do it right here.

Right here.

No.

I want to fuck you
hard right in the ass.

Why don't you take me
to the bed and I'll show you.

Right here.
I said here.

No, no, no, no, no.

No!
Here!

When's your wife
get back, huh?

When did she leave?
This morning?

You have time
to do all the nasty shit

that she doesn't do, huh?

You get undressed
right now.

No, no, no, man,
I don't fuck on towels,

and I don't fuck guys
that make deals with themselves

that everything's okay

so long as it's not
in the wife's bed.

( STRUGGLING )

Bitch.

( CRYING )
Please don't.

Please.

I'm going to tell someone.
I'm gonna tell your wife.

Don't!
Do as I say.

Don't.

Do as I say
or I'll hurt you.

Don't.

Just say yes.
Just say yes.

( WHINING AND CRYING )

Say yes!
Say yes!

( WHINING AND CRYING )

That's good.
That's good.

Yeah, yeah.

Right here in front of
the steps, all right.

Right on the fucking steps.

Get away from me!

Open this door!

Fuck off!

Look, this is gonna be
much worse for you

if I have to break down
this door.

Open it.

You ain't gonna
break down shit.

How're you gonna
explain that

to your wife,
motherfucker, huh?

How're you going to explain
that to your fucking wife?

Stop talking about my wife!

Fuck you!

( PHONE DIALING )

JOHN:
It's safe.

See if you can get her
to come to the office.

Thank you.

( PHONE VIBRATING )

Good luck.

Hey, are you okay?

Okay.

What?

( DOOR BELL RINGS )

( DOOR OPENS )

MAN:
Can I help you?

Yeah, I'm looking
for Margaret.

Look,
I was told she's here.

She's in there.

You know, you know
your friend's highly unstable.

It was an ordinary evening
between consenting adults

and she grew frightened.

WALKER:
Margaret?

You in there?

It's Walker.
Are you okay?

I want you to know
that if she's hurt,

I'm gonna break
your goddamn neck.

Can we just go?

This.

There's no pretending
that didn't happen.

And at John's, I mean
that didn't even feel like you.

( MUMBLES )

And the southern one?

She's a part of me, too.

Are there others?

Yeah.

Which one of them took you
to that asshole's apartment?

( CRYING ) I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry.

I should have told you.

But you didn't.

But, I just, I, I thought
that we could be something else.

Is it over?
Is it over?

Is that how
you want this to go?

I...

You don't know me.

You don't know me.

I did things
you wouldn't like.

Tell me.

I go out.

And I--
I give everything away.

To the worst kind of people.

Just, men without conscience.

You fuck 'em?

Everything.

You enjoy it?

That's not the point.

Why?
That's not the point.

Why?

( SIGH )

'Cause it's the only
fucking way I know

how to keep breathing.

Look, I don't
want to leave, okay?

But I am not going to
just stay here

and watch you
fall to pieces.

I can't make promises.
Don't you know that?

I can't make any promises.

I can't make
any kind of guarantees.

You can get some help, okay?
You can get some fucking help.

What?
Nothing's going to change.

No, no, no.

Don't you know that?
Nothing's going to change.

No, no, no, Madrone
is willing to see you, okay,

as a favor.

No, I made it this far,
haven't I?

I've come this far
without some quack,

you know, digging
through my fucking head.

( CRYING )
I'm living life.

Yes, yes, but couldn't it be
a little more peaceful?

Ah.

Peaceful, yeah.

Maybe you mean normal?

No, no...

I mean less,
less, less dangerous.

Ah.

Fuck.

I'll see what he has to say.

Okay.

Who was it who called me
from your house?

To tell me where
you'd gone tonight?

Guess you're not the only one
who's looking after me.

I suppose I should thank you
for offering to see me,

but I'm not sure
any good could come of this.

It's not such an
uncommon feeling.

Mmm.

Let me ask you this.

Is there anything
going on right now

that you might
want help with?

Feelings or impulses
that upset you?

Well, yeah.
Yeah.

Once a month,
I want to kill my landlord.

More extreme than that.

MADRONE: For example, you're
looking at someone else's life,

you hate what they do.

Only it turns out,
you're watching yourself.

No.

MADRONE: What about the party
the other night?

Business as usual?

No.

MADRONE:
But it is, isn't it?

It happens all the time.

You don't know
a fucking thing.

MADRONE:
I think maybe I do.

MARGARET: I think you should get
some of that bullshit

and shove it up your ass.

MADRONE: There's a part of you
that wants all of this to stop.

A part that wants to get better.
Am I right?

Go fuck yourself.

MADRONE:
In a moment,

that person that wants
to get well again

will speak with me.

Nuh-uh.

Okay.

MADRONE: Are you the one
that wants to get better?

I don't know.

What's your name?

Millie.

How old are you,
Millie?

I'm seven.

May I ask you
some questions?

Yeah. Okay.

Are there more
of you inside, Margaret?

Uh-uh.

How many?

You and three others?

Yeah.

Do they do things
that you don't like?

Lisa Mae,
she um, she,

she dresses up
and she goes outside.

She, she does
things with men.

So, like,
I go inside.

Where it's safe?

Yeah.

What else don't you like?

Tig is mean.
People get mad at us.

MADRONE:
Does that scare you?

What else?

Corrine.

What does Corrine do?

My arm.

MADRONE:
What about your arm?

My arm, she hurts my arm.

She hurts my arm.

Oh, Millie.
I'm so sorry.

That must hurt.
I'm sorry.

Millie, thank you very much
for helping me.

It was nice to meet you

and I look forward to
speaking with you again soon,

but right now,

I need to speak
with Margaret again.

Will you let me do that?

Okay.

Thank you.

Margaret?

Yes.

Did you know
about the ones inside?

Did you know that they make you
do things that hurt you?

Yeah, I--I know.

I hear them.

And I see the things they do.

It's called
Dissociative Identity Disorder,

Multiple Personality.

What's the treatment?

I refer you to a specialist
who helps people with DID.

He helps you reintegrate
the parts of yourself

that have splintered off.

He's very good
and I can ask him

if he can offer you
a sliding scale.

What happens to them?

Well, if the treatment
is successful,

they'll...
they'll let go.

They'll dissolve.

You want me
to let them die?

No. No,
integration isn't death.

How would you like it

if the people you shared
your life with for 30 years

were taken away from you?

Huh? Your friends.

Your, your, your siblings,
your wife?

MADRONE:
It isn't like that.

It is.
It is like that.

I know.
They're all I know.

They're all I know.

I live with them every day.
They're all I know.

This treatment
can make you happy and stable.

I've seen it happen.
No, No.

You see what
you think is important.

Margaret, you can
have a real relationship

instead of just, just--

Relationship
through your eyes,

you know I've seen
some of your relationships

and frankly I don't think
I trust your judgment.

MADRONE:
Okay, what about Walker?

Walker? Well I can tell
by this fancy office

that you're smart enough
to leave us alone.

( WATER FLOWING )

WALKER:
Hey.

I've been waiting for you
at your place.

Look, if you want me to go,
I'll go.

Ask me.

Listen...

Would you stop, stop trying
to do the right thing.

Okay?
Just ask me.

How'd it go?

Not as you might've hoped.

Oh God, don't.

Don't make me out to be
the asshole, Okay?

My God, you've been
lying to me

for as long as
I've known you.

No, I never lied to you.

Yeah, you never told me

more than half
the fucking truth.

If I told you how it was,

up front,

would you have stayed?

I know you want to fix me.

You don't want me.

You want some cleaned up

fucking stripped out
version of me.

Get the fuck
out of here.

Did you call Walker?

You called Walker,
didn't you?

Oh my God, you're
a fucking stalker, okay?

How's about some boundaries?

Fuck off!

Please!

MARGARET:
Oh yeah, you are.

MAN:
Is that what you think?

MARGARET: Absolutely,
that's exactly what I think.

Oh!
( LAUGHING )

Fired your
housekeeper, huh?

Well, it's so hard to find
good help these days.

Oh, I hear you.

( MUMBLES ) ...installations
of bath tubs

is prohibited by law.

Is that right?

It is.

Didn't know that, did you?

I did not know that.

Uh-uh.

I've got something
for you.

Yeah, I bet you do,
don't you?

Mm-hm.

What is this?

Open it up.

You said you liked cocktails.

I made a special cocktail.

It's going to make
everything better.

Even this place?

It's gonna make this place
into a fucking palace.

Shortest distance
between two points.

Solve all your problems.

All of 'em, at once.

You don't know anything
about my problems.

Well, the precise nature
of your suffering is irrelevant.

All that bullshit
that's crowding you

out of your own head
just dissolves.

You empty out inside.

And there's room
for receptivity.

Sounds like I've been
waiting for this

for a long time.

Yeah, I bet you have.

SAILOR:
Let me see your arm here.

Come here.

What is this?

Yeah, it's, uh,
just part of my 401k.

Just one big transaction,
huh?

Buy low, sell high.

MARGARET: I tell you something,
any woman in their right mind,

would just be running
out this door, but not me.

SAILOR: No,
you didn't run, did you?

I did not run.

Well, God makes us,
and we find each other.

MARGARET:
How much you gonna give me?

Enough to help you forget.

Does it hurt?

No. No, it doesn't hurt.

Feels good.

How long does it take?

SAILOR:
A couple seconds.

Hmm.

MARGARET:
Did you know in 1924...

never mind.

You ready to mainline?

Isn't that God's
own medicine?

( GROANING )

SAILOR: Go with it.
Just let the river take you.

( GROANING )

It's going to take you anyways.

You watch.

( GASPING )

Fuck.

( GROANING )

MARGARET:
What're you doing?

SAILOR:
Pursuit of happiness, baby.

No, no, stay down.

This is where
you need to be right now.

You owe me for the scab
'cause I always square up here.

Oh, my balls.

Fuck, you bitch.

( GROANING )

Fuck.

Get away from me.

Oh no, no, no, no.

Easy now.

Back off.

No regrets now.

Come on.

I'm gonna open you up.

( LAUGHS )

( MOCKING CAT NOISES )

No.

SAILOR:
Would you just fucking relax?

This is all so dramatic.

Oh.

Oh yeah.

( MOANING AND GASPS )

Well, I guess I won't be
making us breakfast after all.

( BIRDS CHIRPING )

What happened?

No. What happened?

That's the important thing.

You always have to be...

WALKER:
No. No. Stop. Stop.

No.

Stop.

No.

No. No.

( GASPING )

( MUSIC PLAYING )

I can't do this
anymore.

You don't have to, baby.

You don't.

You're going to be okay.

You're going to be okay.

MARGARET:
We are not okay.

We will never be okay.

How can you say that?

How can you know?

Because the men in our life
are killing us

and since you,
it's gotten even worse.

This isn't Margaret, is it?

I only want to finish what
the lot of you have started.

You want to kill yourself?

I'm already ruined.

There's no recovering
from this.

WALKER:
No. No. No.

Bullshit.

You're not being fair.
Okay?

No, no.
You're not being fair
to any of them or to me.

You want to
rescue someone.

You want to rescue someone.
Is that what you want to do?

You can't save us.

You can't save us
from each other.

No,
I won't let you

No! No!
I won't let you.

I am no longer
willing

to endure the
humiliation

brought on us
by the whore.

And I will no longer
pay credence

to the whining
of a child

or the grinning filth
of an adolescent idiot.

Babe, if you just,
you've got to give it time

and then work
with the specialist.
Time? Time?

We were a child
when this started.

When it was allowed to start.

Our mother in the next room,
the next county.

Our first man, her man.

I want you to leave.

I want you to leave.

No.

I want you to leave.
No. No. No.

Not unless Margaret
tells me to, okay?

I want to
talk to Margaret.

Yeah.

( MUSIC PLAYING )

WALKER:
Margaret,

is that you?

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry, but I can't
imagine life without them.

I can't imagine life
without them.

They're family.

It would mean so much to me

if you could see
how much we need this.

If you could see that you,
you, you have to,

you have to let me do this.

WALKER: No.
Yeah, you do.

I'm just supposed to say okay
and then walk out?

And let you die?

This is the one thing
left in the world

that I really want.

Do you love me enough
to let me do this?

( MUSIC PLAYING )

Um, I'm going.

I'm going to go
for a cup of coffee.

You wanna?

No.

I might be gone
for a while.

I...

I know.

( DOOR OPENING AND CLOSING )

( MUSIC PLAYING )

( MUMBLING )

What the fuck
is wrong with you?

Yes, hi, um--
I have an emergency.

No, I uh, there's a woman here
who's unconscious.

She's--yes, she took pills.

Uh, uh,

Oxycodone.

I don't know.
Ten minutes. I just got here.

Here is, uh,
1429 Stogman Avenue.

Apartment 4.

JEFF: It's her apartment.

I'm her...friend.

There's no...
yes, yes, I will.

( MUSIC PLAYING )

( SIRENS WAILING )

MAN: ( ON PA )
McNair, Surgery 5.

Dr. McNair, Surgery 5.

She's gonna be okay.

Excuse me?

I called you.

Who are you?

I'm uh, I'm her uh...

her friend.

A friend?

We just...

drink tea.

Was it you who called
the paramedics?

Why didn't you?

I was trying to
let her choose.

She is in so much pain.

I don't have the right
to hold her here just for me.

But thank you.

Have you been in
to see her yet?

She'll be mad at me.

Maybe.

She'll want you.

Maybe not.

Take care of her.

If she'll let you.

She won't.

( STIFLED CRYING AND CHUCKLING )

This belongs to her.

I think she might be ready
to have it back.

( BIRDS CHIRPING )

It was him, huh?

He got me here?

Yeah.

I'm glad
it wasn't you.

WALKER: I'm glad
you're not dead.

I wish I could
say the same.

WALKER: I guess you can't,
though.

Well, you know
how this ends up.

Nothing's changed.

( TRAFFIC IN BACKGROUND )

Yes, it has.

I accept you.

I'm with you.

( SIGHS )

You're out of
your fucking mind.

I know.

( MUSIC PLAYING )

( CROWD NOISE )

Might be time for you
to call you a cab.

No, no, I just live
a couple blocks away.

Suit yourself, but my guy'll
help you to the door.

( MUSIC PLAYING )

( CROWD NOISE )

You're sweet.
What's your name?

I'm uh,

I'm Jeff.

Well, it's nice
to meet you, Jeff.

Thank you for your kindness.

( MUSIC PLAYING )

Wait!

( MUSIC PLAYING )

* It's just a thought

* Running through my mind

* It don't mean
A thing to you *

* It doesn't affect
What you do *

* Go on with your life

* All the day to day to day

* Affecting
A very small change *

* In a land that's not safe

* I don't wanna do it
Without you *

* I don't wanna be
Without you *

* When will this change

* When will this change

* I don't wanna do it
Without you *

* I just can't live
Without you babe *

* It's all been explained

* It's all that you can do

* You've picked up
The things that you found *

* And put them back in row

* Pieces again
You almost can disguise *

* You never know
What you can do *

* In this line
That you flow yeah *

* I don't wanna do it
Without you *

* I don't wanna be
Without you *

* When will this change

* When will this change

* I don't wanna do it
Without you *

* I just can't live
Without you babe *

* Live without you babe

* Live without you babe

* Live without you babe

* Can't live without you babe

* I can't live
Without you babe *

* I can't live
Without you babe *