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[SWITCH CLICKS]

[RADIO JINGLE PLAYING]

MAN: Good morning.Wanna Talk. And here'’s your weather

for this fine Tuesday morning, September, 1976.

Partly cloudy skies will prevail

over the south shore of Long Island,

yielding to scattered sunshine with a high of 62 degrees.

Low is gonna be around 56

with winds coming out of the southeast,

gusting to 22 miles per hour.

For all you fishermen and boaters out there,

high tide arrives today at 8:51 a.m., 9:15 p.m.,

and low tides at 2:31 a.m. and 3:16 p.m.

All right, for your commute into work this morning,

this is "Hold On To Freedom" from Lee Michaels.

[PHONE RINGING]

[LEE MICHAELS'’ "HOLD ON TO FREEDOM" PLAYING]

♪ Hold on to freedom ♪

♪ Freedom'’s the only Thing you have ♪

[PHONE CONTINUES RINGING]

[GROANS] ♪ Hold on to justice ♪

♪ Justice is Your only lamp ♪

All right, all right. ♪ I saw the meaning ♪

♪ The meaning In the sun, the sky ♪

♪ It said, "Lady, ring ♪

♪ You'’d better just Let it slide" ♪

♪ My life is for livin'’ ♪

♪ And livin'’ is for fun ♪

♪ So you'’d better just Change your mind ♪

♪ Change your mind While you got one ♪

♪ Hold onto freedom ♪

♪ Freedom'’s the only Thing you have ♪

♪ Hold onto justice ♪

♪ Justice is Your biggest laugh ♪

♪ When they look For something ♪

♪ And something Looks for them ♪

♪ Just like a jungle ♪

♪ A jungle where You'’ve never been ♪

♪ Each day is filled With changes ♪

♪ And each new change Means a new day for me ♪

♪ So you'’d better hold on ♪

♪ Hold on while you can see ♪

♪ Help me now ♪

♪ Whoo ♪

♪ Babe, whoo ♪

♪ Each day is filled with With changes ♪

♪ And each change Each change ♪

♪ Means a new day for me ♪

♪ So you'’d better Better hold ♪

♪ You'’d better hold ♪

♪ You'’d better hold on While you see ♪

♪ Hold me now ♪

♪ Holdonto freedom, yeah ♪

♪ Hold onto justice, yeah ♪

♪ Hold on to your brother Whoo ♪

♪ Hold onto everything That means something to you ♪

♪ Something to you Something to you ♪

♪ Something to you Something to you ♪

That'’s the one.

[PEACEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

[PAN SIZZLING]

[SPATULA SCRAPING PAN]

[DOOR CHIMES]

[MAN SINGING INDISTINCTLY]

Hey, Gina. Hey, Mr. Wilson.

GINA: Hey, Hunt.

Lay off the reefer.

What? Never touch the stuff.

You'’re late. Am I?

Dad was here an hour ago waiting for you.

Didn'’t ask him to.

No, but you know he does, so...

why not show up? Food please.

What do I look like, your mother?

Starting to.

Shit. Really?

Come on, hurry up. Be vain later.

Well, what do you want? Decide.

No. Surprise me.

Eggs.

Old man likes to get out early, huh?

HUNT: Yeah, he has to. He'’s gettin' old and slow. Oh, yeah.

And I'’ll have two coffees.

One black, three sugars.

For Dad? Yeah.

Thought I'’d use it as a peace offering.

Do you believe this shit?

HUNT: Jesus Christ, South Shell fucks.

I tell you, they'’re killin' us.

Black, three sugars. Milk, one sugar.

Good luck in finding him.

That'’s all right. We got a meeting place.

I know where he is.

It'’s nice. We don't have to talk too much.

We'’re too far away from each other.

That'’s how we communicate best.

WOMAN: Yesterday the township leased 400 additional square acres

of the Great South Bay'’s bottomland

to the South Shell fishery, a private corporation.

That'’s bad news for our local baymen.

The harvesting of clams in newly-restricted areas,

pollution in the bay and fewer shellfish--

[GROWLS]

--are adding to an already arduous trade.

South Shell warns that-- [CAR HONKS]

--entering restricted waters will be ticketed and fined.

BOY [ON TV]: B-4.

BOY 2 [ON TV]: Hit. J-1.

BOY: Ha, you missed.

J-10.

BOY 2: Oh, you sunk my battleship!

[BOYS LAUGH]

Stay.

MAN: Battleship, a game of strategy from Milton Bradley.

[BIG STAR'’S "DON'T LIE TO ME" PLAYING ON CAR RADIO]

♪ Don'’t lie to me ♪

♪ Don'’t lie to me ♪

♪ Don'’t lie to me ♪

[HORN HONKS]

♪ Don'’t lie to me ♪

♪ I know where you been ♪

What'’s going down, Jack?

[SIGHS]

Cons, Lisa.

Lisa, Cons.

Hi.

I certainly am.

Thank you.

That'’s why I'm here.

[CHILDREN GIGGLING]

[BABY CRYING]

Anthony, go outside. Daddy'’s having private time.

Daddy poop.

Julie. WOMAN: What?

Julie!

I said what?

What the fuck is going on down there?

Language. What?

Don'’t "what" me.

Keep the fucking kids under control. What?

Kids are running around like monkeys,

running in here when I'’m in here.

So fix the lock.

Stop feeding them sugar cereal.

Fucking...

I am not an octopus, Frankie. I am not an octopus.

Bouncing off the walls.

I got two hands, that'’s all I got.

Get off your brother.

Do me a favor. Keep '’em outta here when I'’m in here.

Would you do that for me, please?

Fix the lock and stop crying.

Crying? I'’ll fucking--

I'’ll break the fucking door, Jesus Christ!

[LAUGHS]

Julie, quick, bring the camera.

Anthony'’s just like Daddy.

[LAUGHS]

You'’re just like Daddy.

[♪♪♪]

[SQUAWKING]

CONS: Now, that'’s-- That'’s very interesting.

All right. Let me run this by him.

Let me-- Go out on a limb here.

Okay. Bye.

[SIGHS]

[SIGHS]

[WHISTLES]

Come here.

[♪♪♪]

HUNT: Yeah, I know, I know. I overslept.

Come on, give me a break, right?

You like to get out early.

You know, look, I brought you coffee, all right?

Sit down, we'’ll talk.

You can cool off.

I'’m not telling you what to do.

No. I mean, every time--

Where are you?

Where are you?

Oh, no.

[MOTOR REVVING]

He looks ridiculous.

No, he doesn'’t.

It'’s what he got married in, right?

Mom would have liked it.

He looks, uh...

...handsome.

Yeah, well, that'’s one day in Dad'’s life.

And that'’s Dad.

Okay, let'’s take off his suit.

We'’ll leave him in there in his dirty underwear.

[CHUCKLES]

Scotch in one hand and the, uh...

And the TV Guide in the other.

I can'’t lose Dad.

I know.

LOZO: I don'’t care

if it'’s not fair, I said no.

Why not? No means no.

Your father said no, that'’s it. In the car.

It'’s not fair. Ralph saw it last summer,

and he'’s 7.

So why can'’t I see it now? It'’s at the mall.

Hey, Frankie Jr., lay off.

Because it'’s too scary, you go see that shark movie--

It'’s called Jaws. ANTHONY: I gotta pee.

Donna, take your brother inside. The rest of you, in the car now.

I know what it'’s called, smart ass, I saw it, okay?

You see that Jawsmovie,

you'’ll be up all night shaking in your Underoos,

which means I'’ll be up all night,

which means I'’m not gonna sleep,

which means you'’re not gonna see it!

Shark blows up in the end, save your money.

All right, what'’s up your hole now?

Look, can I just say I'’m the one

who'’s gonna be chasing after the kids

because you wouldn'’t pay for a sitter?

[SOBBING]

You don'’t bring kids to a funeral, Frankie.

Who says?

You just don'’t. Who just says?

Everybody just says, except you.

That'’s who just says.

Oh, everybody just says?

I don'’t think everybody just says.

You'’re a child, you know that?

Oh! Oh! All right, well, then by your rules,

I shouldn'’t be going to the funeral, so...

[BANGING ON CAR]

Let'’s not go.

[TOY CLATTERS]

It was great. It was really great.

Thank you. Mm-hmm.

Thank you.

Hey.

Hey.

Hi, Beth.

How you been doing?

I made you a string-bean casserole.

I left it at your house.

Thank you, Beth,

but I think we should stick with the original--

I-- I have to admit, I called a couple times.

I'’m bad.

I mean, it'’s not like you pick up anyway, right?

Yeah.

Oh, look,

you got a little something in your eye there.

Yeah, I got it. Thank you. Thank you.

Well, hey...

Thanks for coming, Beth.

Thank you very much.

Nice that Beth came.

Yeah...

Beth is nice.

Shit.

What?

Shithead'’s here.

What the hell, Alan?

Gina, how are you?

Get out.

Jesus, relax, Gina.

I'’m just here to pay my respects.

No. Get out. You'’re not part of this family anymore, Alan.

We are not married anymore. So...

get out.

I'’m just-- You know,

I just wanna pay my respects, man.

Fuck you, shithead.

Fellas.

BOTH: Fuck you, shithead.

CONS: Wow.

She, uh, evolved.

Let'’s get happy.

Because it'’s important, Julie.

Kids need to know, at the end of life, people die.

Babies, do you wanna go to a funeral?

ALL [GROAN]: No.

Who wants to see a dead body?

I do, I do. Me, me! I do.

I'’m so sorry.

Yeah, me too.

Yeah. Yeah.

[SIGHS]

It'’s just that death is so fucking severe.

Mm.

It'’s brutal.

It'’s man's final fate, man.

Fucker'’s grim.

It'’s Byzantine.

Byzantine?

Complex? Layered?

You know, we'’re the only animal

that'’s conscious of our own mortality.

Do you know how much that fucks us up?

You know, Bronowski said,

"Every animal leaves traces of what it was.

Man alone leaves traces of what he created."

Who said that?

Bronowski, the writer.

Who cares?

When you'’re dead, you're dead, know what I mean?

I zoned out in the middle, but I do agree

with the "when you'’re dead, you'’re dead" part.

Yeah.

Hey. Ahem.

You wanna?

Oh.

It'’s not a bad time to be numb.

FRANKIE JR.: All right. [CANS CLATTERING]

JULIE: Pick up your cans, Lozo.

Out, everybody out. Out, out, out.

JULIE: Let'’s go, let'’s go, let's go.

Here, here. Put this on.

Ties choke, no.

Lozo. No.

Let'’s go, triple time, let'’s go.

Triple time. Don'’t run. Don't run.

I'’m walking as fast as I can.

I'’m saying they shouldn'’t run.

Hey, let your sister open the door.

Over there, no noise.

Can we see his guts?

You wanna see my belt?

[SNAPS]

Go all the way over there.

Donna, please watch your brothers.

It'’s never good. It'’s just never...

[INHALES]

...good.

You brought your kids?

HUNT: Hi.

Hey.

Thanks for coming.

Oh, of course.

Did they say what happened?

Well, his heart stopped,

he fell in the water,

but they don'’t know what happened first.

South Shell killed him.

Oh, Frankie.

No, they fucking... killed him, man.

He was out by himself. You can'’t say South Shell killed him.

I can say whatever I want.

I feel it, man. I'’m a young buck,

and I'’m in my fucking prime.

And I-- I feel they'’re killing me.

HUNT: I-I...

get what you'’re saying, Loz,

But come on, this is the old man'’s funeral, all right?

No, I know. I'’m-- I'’m sorry, no disrespect.

I loved your old man, okay?

But it takes three days to pull in a day'’s pay now,

and you can'’t tell me that those South Shell cocksuckers

restricting our water'’s got nothing to do

with your old man being in a box.

Guys, guys, guys, guys...

No, hold on a second, all right?

You don'’t see the irony of it?

It'’s fucking ironic is what it is.

What'’s ironic about it?

You don'’t...

see the irony?

You don'’t...

see the irony?

CONS: I'’m trying to.

Actually the true definition of irony--

Honestly, don'’t get wordy with me right now.

Hey, it'’s not the time, Frankie. Not the time.

Yeah, man. Dull that edge. [PILLS RATTLING]

Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. I don'’t think so.

Oh. Oh, really? Okay, go ahead.

[SCOFFS]

I'’m sorry.

[SIGHS]

I didn'’t make his bed that day.

Oh, that'’s all right.

You can make it tonight.

Yeah.

Boots?

[LAUGHS]

Why?

["MINGULAY BOAT SONG" PLAYING]

♪ Heyla ho, boys ♪

♪ Let her go, boys ♪

♪ Bring her head round ♪

♪ Altogether ♪

♪ Heyla ho, boys ♪

♪ Let her go, boys ♪

♪ Sailing homeward ♪

♪ To Mingulay ♪

Can you pick up Daddy'’s ashes?

I don'’t think I can handle it right now.

It'’s taken care of.

What about his boat?

I'’ll sell it, or...

I-I don'’t know.

You want me to stay over?

No.

[SNIFFLES]

No.

I gotta get used to being here alone sometime.

Okay. Okay.

Okay.

I'’ll be okay too.

I'’ll be fine.

[CLOCK CHIMING]

[SIGHS]

[SIGHS] Oh, God.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[RADIO JINGLE PLAYING]

MAN: Good morning. Wanna Talk once again.

It'’s Mark Spencer, and here's the latest local news for you

on this fine Monday morning.

Our regional clam diggers

are suffering from a rash of engine theft.

So play it safe. Lock up, everybody.

We interviewed longtime digger Ed Wallace,

and here'’s what Ed had to say:

ED: It'’s bad in the bay, it'’s bad at the docks.

Hello, ladies. I can'’t leave my boat

without chaining up my engine.How you doing today?

Why? Everybody needs the money,

so they do what they gotta do.

But cutting out an engine that'’s all locked up

with a chainsaw?

That'’s pretty low.

SPENCER: And in local news...

It ain'’t getting any cleaner, pal.

The church is holding it'’s annual fair and bake sale...

Okay.

This from our bulletin board...

Oh, yeah.

...will meet next Tuesday at the community building.

♪ O, my soul, mama ♪

♪ I lose control ♪

♪ Go ahead and shake If you wanna ♪

Wait here a sec.

Gina?

Gina, what'’s going on?

It'’s a piece of shit.

I mean, why would anybody wanna get inside?

You know, they just--

They just towed it here from the dock, and he locked it up

like someone would wanna get inside, you know?

For what, right? You know, and-- And-- And--

And then where did the keys go?

I mean, where did the keys go, you know?

Okay?

Yeah.

You got a hanger?

A hanger? Yeah.

Cool. I'’ll open it up for you.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Oh, I helped your sister

break into your old man'’s truck today.

What?

She was kicking the door and shit.

I took care of it. Oh, Jesus, I forgot.

Ah, no problem. Two seconds in and out.

Ah. I knew there was a reason to keep you around, angel eyes.

How'’s it hanging, A.P.?

Look at that. Not much today, huh?

Oh, 500 count.

Seems a little light.

It'’s not.

Seems a little light.

It'’s not, meatball.

Un-fucking-believable.

So I don'’t pay rent this month.

You know they leased everything north of West Creek?

The beds are all dried up west of here.

I backtracked today to see if I had any luck closer in.

[UTENSILS CLATTERING]

FRANKIE: Sixty-five?

It'’s-- It's practically a brand-new engine.

Yeah, well, you--

You'’re banging me over the head-- If I can'’t--

I gotta go out there and work and make money,

so I can pay you, you fucking rapist.

Four o'’clock?

Okay.

Four o'’clock.

JULIE: Can I finish now? Oh, please.

If there are beds of clams in that area--

It'’s restricted, Julie.

South Shell restricts that area. It'’s their area now.

I don'’t understand why you can't just drift the boat over

this invisible line and just dig there.

Because it'’s-- On the outskirts.

Because it'’s illegal!

How are we gonna pay for another $200 ticket?

You'’re so fucking thick. Hey.

What'’re you doing? Your finger's broken? You'’re a cripple?

No.

Then put the pennies in the fucking thing.

I'’m doing it, Daddy.

See? Your sister'’s doing it. Good girl, Donna.

See? She'’s not a cripple. JULIE: Hey.

So, what, are they out there all the time or what?

I can'’t, Julie. Come on.

I get one more ticket, they take my license away.

They take my license away, I can'’t work.

I don'’t work, no groceries, no groceries.

The kids start dropping off like fucking--

We'’re living in Africa.

All right? So please, stop it, all right?

You'’re driving me fucking nuts.

Fucking nuts.

I will wash that mouth out with soap. Language.

I can'’t do this.

What?

You can'’t?

You can'’t?

All right, go outside and play.

Fine, I'’ll do it. No, no, no, no.

Go outside and play, all right?

Go have fun, outside. All of you, Jesus Christ.

All of you, outside, play.

Hey, take it easy, Frankie.

Don'’t tell me to take it easy.

He doesn'’t wanna help his father roll pennies,

he can go outside and play!

[DOOR OPENS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

I'’ll do it myself.

In front of the kids, you tell me to break the law.

What are you talking about?

I'’m just suggesting that maybe

you drift near the restricted area.

You drop anchor, you pull up a couple of rakefuls.

Conservation comes by, you just play dumb.

Right, right, right. Because it'’s not illegal to be dumb.

Right? Prisons are filled with geniuses.

Albert Einstein Penitentiary.

Move.

[♪♪♪]

Oh.

Hey. What are you doing?

No.

No!

Shit.

Please turn around, go back.

HUNT: What? Why?

No, don'’t talk.

Oh. Why are you doing this?

I'’m coming over 'cause we'’ve been looking at each other.

I thought maybe--

Looking not talking.

You ruined it.

Ruined what?

[SIGHS]

Our silent flirtation.

I didn'’t ruin anything.

Oh, see? Now we'’re having our first fight.

[SIGHS]

You'’re kidding, right?

Look, we had a nice thing going on.

You know, you'’d pass by, and we would look at each other.

It was nice.

You ruined it.

[GROANS]

God, it was so good!

Why'’d you do that?!

What the hell was that?

CONS: Lemme ask you something.

How can you work for them, man? Like a fucking Stepford Wife.

Hey, I got a family to feed.

I gotta have security.

South Shell equals security.

You'’re muscling us out, man.

I'’m not muscling shit.

Just keeping it above water.

You should think about going over there.

Me? No. I don'’t deal with the devil.

Who do you think just paid for this lid?

Catch you on the flip side. Thanks.

Yeah, yeah. And really...

Think about it, Cons.

It was a business selling pleasure to you.

See you at the company picnic, prick.

[SEA GULLS SQUAWKING]

Try stealing that.

[COUGHS]

[♪♪♪]

You want freedom?

Okay. You, you, you.

[CAMERA CLICKS]

[CAMERA CLICKS]

Corner of my eye, I thought that was your hand.

What, this?

Yeah, it looked like you had this...

big black fuckin'’...

box hand.

[GRUFF VOICE] "Can'’t catch clams with a camera."

No wonder you haven'’t had any luck.

We'’ve all been using rakes.

Mm.

Ah, that'’s what my old man used to say

every time I'’d give him one of these.

Right before he threw it in the garbage.

Don'’t take this the wrong way, but...

your old man was a prick.

How could I take that the wrong way?

No, he was. He was a prick.

It'’s a good thing.

He was one of those old pricks that define this place.

Can I make an observation?

Are you gonna call my mom an asshole?

You'’re not happy.

My dad just died.

I know that, but even before.

I'’ve never seen you happy.

No, I take that back.

I'’ve seen you happy, but never content.

You ever think about splittin'’?

Oh, give me a break.

I gotta take care of Gina...

and his boat, fuckin'’ boat.

So sell it.

Who'’s gonna buy that piece of shit?

It barely even floats.

Floating'’s important for a boat.

Sell it and go.

Where am I gonna go, huh? Nah, come on.

Leaving here right now would be a big mistake.

You know what they say:

Mistakes are the portals of discovery.

[MOTOR WHIRRING]

[♪♪♪]

Fuckers.

[GRUNTS]

[PHONE RINGING]

[PHONE CLATTERS]

Hello?

You need what?

Right now?

Are you serious?

GINA: Mm, little bit to the left.

Yeah.

No. No, no, no, no. No.

Okay, hold it.

Right up here.

Oh!

Oh, that'’s-- Yeah.

Yeah. Right, like that.

Ah. Wait.

[MOANS]

Right like that.

[MOANING]

[MAN GRUNTS]

[SIGHS]

[BOTH PANTING]

That was a good one.

[LAUGHS]

Hey, I just did what you told me to do.

Hell, it worked.

Hey, are you on the pill or something?

You got that covered?

Not a problem.

So are you okay?

I am now.

[BOTH LAUGHING]

Hey.

Hey.

What'’re you doin' here?

Uh...

The hot-water heater went out, Gina gave me a call.

I swung by, lit the pilot--

She said it was an emergency.

I wonder why she didn'’t call me.

She said that she...had trouble gettin'’ ahold of you.

Wh-why aren'’t you still out there?

It'’s like fishing for donuts.

Hey.

She'’s, uh--

She'’s taking a nap. She was pretty beat.

[CLOCK CHIMING]

Gina.

Gina.

There he is.

Jack told me you were sleeping.

Smells like Daddy.

Did you pick up his ashes?

Uh, no.

I'’ll do it. I'’ll do it.

Look at that angel.

And then there'’s this.

Ah, yes.

Uh-huh. What do you think?

There are no pictures of me here.

Well, Mom and Dad never cared for you much.

[CHUCKLES]

Whoa.

Daddy was a dirty old man.

Oh, come on, don'’t judge.

Mom was gone. People get lonely.

Yeah, this magazine is dated two years before she died.

I remember the day before she died,

she taught me how to make Dad'’s coffee.

Black, three sugars.

"Don'’t forget the sugars."

I know, he could never make it himself.

He always screwed it up.

[GRUFF VOICE] "Too fucking sweet."

[CHUCKLES]

She always took care of him.

Took care of everybody.

Mm-hm.

Is it terrible that I miss Mom more than I miss Dad?

No.

It'’s not terrible.

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

[POOL BALLS CLACKING]

Unbelievable.

How long has it been?

Microphones went out 20 minutes ago.

They'’re just standing there.

[LAUGHS]

How great is that?

Whoever talks first,

I'’m voting for the other guy.

All right, focus, focus.

Which hole am I aiming for?

[CHUCKLES SARCASTICALLY]

You'’re a poet.

Ah. Two points.

Do you understand the rules of this game?

Is that--?

Yeah. In the flesh.

You'’re a strange fuckin'’ bird.

Here we go.

[CLEARS THROAT]

What? Know how much he charges

for a shot of Wild Turkey?

It'’s fucking rape.

I didn'’t say anything.

I got seven mouths to feed.

You had another one?

Bite your fuckin'’ tongue.

You know you can always borrow

my old man'’s boat if you want.

I mean, before I sell it.

[PIRATE ACCENT] I'’ve got room on my ship

if you wanna jump aboard for a couple of days, captain.

I'’d rather eat my own asshole, but thanks.

Oh, that'’s fucked up.

Put that on a mantel, you wack-job.

I can'’t, we'’re playing doubles.

To my old man.

To your old man.

Old man. To your old man.

So finish. Well...

first I stopped at Waldbaums...

'’cause they were having a sale on pork chops that day.

It'’s funny what you remember.

I don'’t usually buy pork chops there.

They'’re overpriced at Waldbaums.

Yeah, usually, but not that day.

And Alan loves pork chops,

so I thought I'’d make a nice dinner for him.

I walk in the door...

and the first thing I see

is Alan'’s pale white ass

going up and down

on top of Connie Zito.

He'’s humping her

on the Formica kitchen table my grandmother gave us.

Big Connie Zito, "from next door" Connie Zito?

Yeah, across the street.

You'’re so much prettier than her. Right?

So he doesn'’t even hear me.

And I'’m watching 'em for what seems like an hour,

which could not be the case '’cause Alan's never lasted

more than a minute in his life.

So...they hump, and I watch, and they hump.

And then finally Connie Zito sees me, and she screams.

And Alan thinks he'’s doing something right.

So she'’s jiggling her ass,

trying to get out from underneath him.

But it'’s too late.

He can'’t stop himself from...

Oh, you'’ve gotta be kidding.

And as the words, "It'’s not what you think,"

come spilling out of his mouth,

he is unloading all over the Formica.

And then Connie Zito put her pants on backwards.

And he says,

"Honey, don'’t do this."

Oh, he'’s putting it on you?

Well, that'’s very nice.

I just told him very politely to...

clean himself off my Formica,

put his brain back in his pocket

and get out of my house.

And then I gave Connie Zito the pork chops.

I told her to, uh...

take '’em home to her husband

and try not to overcook them.

♪ Baby, there'’s a place I know ♪

♪ That old dog You'’ve just gotta go ♪

♪ It'’s over On the other side ♪

♪ Beyond the mountain That'’s oh so high ♪

♪ So come on, go with me ♪

♪ We'’re makin' love... ♪

We'’ll be right back.

♪ Love ♪

♪ Love, love, love ♪

♪ Baby, I wanna Go with you ♪

♪ To find your mountain That'’s oh so high ♪

♪ And I'’ve been waiting A long, long time ♪

♪ To find out what'’s On the other side... ♪

Mm, you going on a picnic?

Oh, this.

[CHUCKLES]

No.

♪ We'’re making love ♪

♪ Love, love, love ♪

♪ Baby ♪

♪ Love, love, love ♪

♪ There'’ll be lots of things That we can do ♪

Jesus, finally.

[CHUCKLES]

[BALL CLACKS ON FLOOR]

Darts? Yeah.

GINA: So...

I'’m sleeping with him.

Him who?

Him...Jack.

Oh. Yeah.

Great.

WOMAN: The city was just getting too crazy.

So I decided to run away

to my uncle'’s house for a little while,

breathe some clean air.

I gotta let it cook.

WAITRESS: Mood lighting?

I'’m in a light mood.

Oh.

Sorry I couldn'’t see your dad off the other day.

Those are on me.

I gotta show you how to eat these things the right way.

You like it with a little kick?

I don'’t know yet.

This is the Mick Jagger. Right, it'’s the--

The flavor, the flash, the bite.

This is the soul,

the foundation from which we build,

the Keith Richards.

Stones fan, are you?

Never heard of '’em. Mm.

So here'’s what you do, is you mix it up.

And then you put a little bit of Mick

on a little bit of Keith.

Wouldn'’t be the first time that'’s happened.

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

Mm.

[LAUGHS] Mmm.

Good.

All right.

Oh, my God.

Hey!

[GROANS]

[LAUGHS]

It'’s an acquired taste.

So for the first time,

I realized that my needs are important.

You know? Sexually.

It'’s not a selfish thing.

Um...more power to ya.

How often does Frankie go down on you?

Oh, Gina, I'’m not comfortable talking about that.

See? He doesn'’t, does he?

Don'’t patronize me, seriously.

I'’m not patronizing you.

Here, hold the baby.

Yeah, I think I like clams.

Yeah?

I think I like you.

You hardly know me.

You hardly know clams.

At some point you'’re gonna tell me your name, right?

Zoey.

Hm.

I'’m sorry about your father, Hunt.

Thank you, Zoey.

[BOTH GIGGLING]

I can'’t believe-- I'’m not--

What are you two girls talkin'’ about?

Nothing.

What? Sex.

You know what?

I don'’t wanna hear about that shit right now.

Why don'’t you go stand over there, then?

We'’re leaving. Hey, Frankie?

Gina says they might be looking for workers at South Shell.

South Shell.

I heard maybe they were hiring.

All right, we'’re going home.

I don'’t wanna piss Mom off.

Oh, God forbid we should piss off your mother.

Good night.

Hey, if you need a ride

on my ride tomorrow, let me know.

If I need a bullet to the head, I'’ll let you know too.

All right.

[SIGHS]

Good night.

Do you really like me, Jack?

Yes.

I bet you say that to all the girls.

Yes.

But I'’m different, right?

Yes.

[BIG STAR'’S "THIRTEEN" PLAYING]

♪ Won'’t you let me Walk you home from school? ♪

♪ Won'’t you let me Meet you at the pool? ♪

[CHUCKLES]

You got a little, um...

♪ Maybe Friday I can ♪

♪ Get tickets for the dance? ♪

♪ And I'’ll take you ♪

♪ Ooh-ooh ♪

♪ Won'’t you tell your dad "Get off my back"? ♪

♪ Tell him what we said '’Bout "Paint It Black" ♪

[MOTOR CRANKING]

LOZO: Come on. Motherfucker!

Motherfucker. Motherfucker.

Motherfucker!

Is every engine retarded in this fuckin'’ town?

[MOTOR WHIRRING]

CONS: Come on, man.

Solidarity.

If we get one more onboard, we can be an organization.

We can sing it in three-part harmony.

We get 50 onboard, we can be a movement.

♪ Exceptin'’ Alice ♪

I just took some acid.

Whoa.

[GRUNTING]

Woo! Woo.

[PANTING]

The opinion of the majority

shouldn'’t be equated to the truth.

Have you met my new little friend?

I call him...

Winston.

This is Lozo. Lozo, Winston. Winston'’s a living thing.

And without even blinking an eye, we kill thousands

and thousands upon thousands of Winstons a day, man.

Why? Because the majority says it'’s okay,

which somehow makes it truth.

But I say bullshit, brother. Bullshit.

Just '’cause everybody'’s doing it,

just '’cause it's status quo doesn'’t make it truth.

I'’m not trying to get all high and mighty here. I'’m just...

[SIGHS] Right, you know, Darwinism. Sure, okay. I--

Whoa.

Now, I'’m just trying to say, Winston here

represents to me, at least,

man'’s disregard for life.

What, there'’s not enough food in the world?

We gotta eat these living things?

Oh, that'’s fucked up, man.

[♪♪♪]

HUNT: Spread your legs.

ZOEY: Mm-hmm.

Rock back and forth.

Feel that? Yeah.

[LAUGHS]

[LAUGHS] That'’s right?

Yeah.

This is it?

Well, kind of.

This has nothing to do with clamming at this point.

[LAUGHING]

Yep.

That'’s terrible.

You know, New York, I never been to your city.

What?

You live an hour out, and you'’ve never been to Manhattan?

No, I'’m from the Island. We don'’t go to the city.

Crazy people out there with guns.

That is not true.

Well, I'’d like to believe you, but you'’re one of the crazies.

Oh-- Well, thing is, we know we'’re crazy.

[CHUCKLES]

My mother used to like the city.

Yeah. How is she doing?

She died when I was 12.

Oh.

Yeah. She said she wanted to take me when I got older,

but then she got sick.

Hey, I don'’t know if you know this,

but this is how I get women.

I talk about my dead parents.

[CAMERA CLICKS]

HUNT: Yeah, I don'’t know about that.

I guess I just feel like if I left here,

I would...

I don'’t know...

never come back.

[ZOEY SCOFFS]

ZOEY: The train goes both ways.

HUNT: Yeah, well...

These are good.

Yeah?

Mm.

There'’s no faces in them.

You don'’t like to take pictures of people?

I like taking pictures of things.

It'’s easier. They don'’t move.

Hm.

This one'’s really beautiful.

Lonely.

You should do something with these.

Oh.

Yeah.

Nah.

Why not?

They'’re interesting.

Ah. You'’re interesting.

[CHUCKLES] No, I'’m not.

I'’m just new to you.

[CHUCKLES]

Hey.

[CAMERA CLICKS]

LOZO: See if South Shell is hiring, Christ.

It'’s a solution, Frankie. It'’s a possible job

and a possible paycheck.

Well, it'’s not gonna possibly fucking happen.

So let'’s not talk about it. I don'’t wanna talk about it.

Oh, really? Well, that'’s convenient.

[STAMMERS] Eat with your spoon.

[JULIE RETCHING, SPITS]

Did you eat something bad?

No.

No, I-I didn'’t eat anything.

Well, maybe that'’s it.

Um...

No, I-I don'’t think that'’s it.

[CHUCKLES] Wha--? How do you know?

Because I know that--

That that'’s not it.

Frankie...

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

[SIGHS]

Here.

No. Ah.

[SCOFFS]

Take your breakfast, eat it outside.

FRANKIE JR.: But it'’s raining, Daddy.

What, do I speak Swahili?

Outside.

Baby.

I can go to the doctor.

You can go to the what?

Gina has a lady doctor who--

Who can take care of it.

You wanna kill one of my kids?

Don'’t you ever say that to me.

You wanna kill one of my kids?

No!

I don'’t want to, no.

Good, '’cause it's not an option.

[SOBBING] Oh, Frankie.

Come here.

[SIGHS]

Come here.

Baby, come here.

So I guess the, uh,

not getting pregnant when you'’re breastfeeding

is a load of crap.

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

I'’m sorry.

No, it'’s not your fault.

It'’s me, I got super seed.

It'’s my cross to bear.

[SCOFFS] Your cross to bear?

[LAUGHS]

[ALL LAUGHING]

[♪♪♪]

[CAMERA CLICKS]

Hey, Cole.

[GINA GIGGLING]

[WATER SPLASHING]

Pass me that towel.

[GINA LAUGHING]

Stop it.

[♪♪♪]

[BOLD DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING OVER TV]

[INHALING]

[COUGHING]

NARRATOR: Some people have a deep, abiding respect

for the natural beauty that was once this country.

And some people don'’t.

People start pollution.

People can stop it.

[UPBEAT ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]

♪ We need Jimmy Carter We can'’t aff-- ♪

[SIGHS]

[GROANS]

Oh. Oh. Come here.

Here.

Take that, you give one for your sister.

All right? Beat it.

[PEOPLE WHISPERING INDISTINCTLY]

[LOZO CLEARS THROAT]

Yeah? Excuse me.

I was, uh, wondering if you'’re hiring any diggers.

No. No, no, not right now.

Well, uh, is there an application

that maybe I could fill out...

in case something comes up?

[SIGHS]

Sure.

Uh...

[DRAWER CLOSES] There you go.

[WHISPERING INDISTINCTLY]

Uh, excuse me.

Pen?

I'’m gonna need that back.

[WHISPERING RESUMES]

[GIRL LAUGHS]

I'’m sorry. I took your pen.

Excuse me. You can'’t be back here.

[SHRIEKING]

Fuck!

Where the hell is that fuck? Damn.

[TIRES SQUEALING]

Fuck!

Fuck!

Fuck!

HUNT: Think anyone'’ll buy this boat?

ZOEY: Maybe I should buy it.

You wanna buy it?

I'’ll sell it to you.

I'’ll give you a really good deal because I know you.

[CHUCKLES]

Not that good though, you know.

I need to make something.

Here.

I freak out sometimes.

[CHUCKLES]

We all freak out sometimes.

Yeah, I know, but...

I really-- I freak out sometimes.

And you make me not wanna freak out.

Okay.

Maybe when you go back to New York, I'’ll come visit you.

You know? See the crazies.

Oh, no.

No.

I-- I mean, that shouldn'’t happen.

Why not?

Because I don'’t want you to come and see me in New York.

What?

Wait. Is there something here,

or am I making that up?

No, you'’re not making anything up.

I mean, I'’m having a great time. I just...

I have a lot of my own stuff.

You know? And... I mean, I thought I--

I thought I made this clear from the beginning.

Look, we'’re just having fun.

Right? Fun, yeah.

Look, this is my fault.

I shouldn'’t have given you the wrong impression.

Damn. I broke my own rule.

Uh, what--? What rule is that? Don'’t screw a local?

That'’s mean.

[FUN ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]

ZOEY: Hunt, are you with me?

Yeah.

No. Obviously.

I'’m gonna take you home.

Here'’s your bulb.

Thank you.

I didn'’t just screw you.

I can walk home.

[♪♪♪]

HUNT: Hey.

Hey.

Is there something you'’d like to ask?

No?

Then quit with the mental-patient stare.

What the hell is wrong with you?

What the hell is wrong with you?

Why are you hanging out with Jack?

I'’m not. You know, he, um...

He helped me with Daddy'’s truck

that one day, but...

[SIGHS] Okay.

Are you gonna get mad?

Yeah. But are you gonna get mad?

Yeah. Then I'’m not gonna answer you.

You just did. Bullshit I did.

Do you have any id--?

I'’m gonna kill him.

Stop it. Hey, hey.

Stop it. Who do you think you are?

This is Jack we'’re talking about!

Don'’t you think I know who he is?

I know what that scumbag is all about.

Don'’t call him a scumbag. I thought you were his friend.

He is my friend, that'’s how I know he'’s a scumbag.

Some friend. You know what?

I probably know him a lot better than you do.

I know exactly what he is all about.

I have responsibilities-- Not for me you don'’t.

You'’re not responsible for me.

Hey. Hey.

I'’m 36 years old.

And I'’ve been through a lot of shit.

Both of my parents are dead,

and my ex-husband should be.

You know, so this is my time, you know?

I just wanna enjoy myself, have fun.

That'’s all. Why does everyone wanna have fun

all the time? Hey, Dad would flip

if he knew that you and Jack--

Yeah, well, Dad'’s not here anymore.

And you'’re not Dad.

And you wanna know something else?

No, what? Enlighten me.

You are gonna hate me saying this.

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Jack doesn'’t disappoint.

Fuck. Yeah. Don'’t do anything stupid.

I mean it. I mean it!

[OVER TV] ♪ I'’m feeling good ♪

♪ About America ♪

♪ And I feel it Everywhere I go ♪

♪ I'’m feeling good ♪

♪ About America ♪

Albert Einstein said-- And I'’m paraphrasing here.

--"I don'’t believe God would have created a universe

any less than perfect."

He'’s of the theory the universe is marble-like:

smooth, round, no imperfections, beautiful,

just perfect.

Why would God create anything less than perfect?

Right?

[CLEARS THROAT]

That'’s one school of thought.

The other school believes the universe

is more woodlike.

It does have imperfections:

ridges and knots and holes.

And those, in laymen terms,

are the two schools of quantum physics.

You'’re either of the belief that the universe

and everything that exists is made up of marble,

or it'’s made up of wood.

Marble or wood.

Marble or wood.

No?

All right, check it out.

[CHEERING OVER TV]

Hm?

[CHUCKLES]

Let'’s try to lighten the mood.

MAN: What could be more welcoming

after Vietnam, Watergate

and all we'’ve been through?

Oh, shit.

What?

Those are the South Shell assholes.

TheSouth Shell assholes?

Yep.

That guy is big.

Yep.

MAN: There is a change that'’s...

Hey.

Hey, pal.

You look familiar.

Hey, lemme ask you something.

Would you say you'’re made up of marble or wood?

Hell are you talking about?

We'’re not talking to you, little man.

Little man, big mind. It'’s a simple question. Marble or wood?

Can you believe this shit?

Didn'’t your mother teach you to pick up your trash?

You don'’t know my mom.

Let me buy you fellas a shot.

Nick, four Turkeys.

CONS: You didn'’t answer my question.

Are you made up of wood or marble?

MAN: Tell you what your friend better be made of.

He better be made of money.

He'’s got some damages to pay for.

Four more.

Big spender.

This is a good idea. Let'’s drink and relax.

Wood, marble, pfft. What--? What does it matter?

You know what I'’m gonna do?

I'’m gonna go roll a big joint, eh?

We can all smoke from the peace pipe.

Ah, I'’ll be right back.

Nobody do anything bad.

Three more.

Don'’t do anything bad.

Be cool.

Be cool.

Be cool, man.

Be cool, man.

Be cool. Be cool.

MAN: Oh, and look at this.

It keeps coming.

Hey, uh...did it say

"generous motherfucker" on his application?

I don'’t know.

I didn'’t read it.

[CHUCKLES]

[BELCHES]

He'’s gonna pay for those damages though.

Yeah, yeah. He'’s gonna pay.

[STOOL CLATTERS]

You want me to pay?

Is that what you want?

'’Cause-- 'Cause I have my money outside,

if you'’d like to come outside with me.

You wanna go outside? That'’s what I'd like.

You wanna go outside with us? That'’s what I'd like.

To get the money that you haven'’t got.

That'’s exactly what I'’d like.

[DOOR OPENS]

And then I swallowed it.

[GASPS]

[LAUGHS] Serious, wouldn'’t you?

[TIRES SCREECHING]

You'’re a son of a bitch.

What?

Are you fucking my sister?

Whoa, take it easy. Take--

Are you fucking her? Take it easy.

Are you? It'’s not like that.

Just answer the question. What--?

No.

I am not.

No, I'’m not fucking your sister.

You'’re a fucking liar, '’cause she told me. Son of a--

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[GRUNTS]

[OBJECTS CLATTER]

Aw, fuck.

[BOTH GRUNTING]

Oh!

[SCREAMS]

[WILD ROCK MUSIC PLAYING OVER RADIO]

[MEN GRUNTING]

Hausenfeffer!

Hausenfeffer!

Fucking hausenfeffer, man!

[LOZO ROARS]

You get the fuck off me!

You jackass!

[ALL GRUNTING]

LOZO: Motherfucker!

Hey, hey.

HUNT: Ow! Fucker.

Jesus Christ.

[SCREAMS]

Whoa.

[GUNSHOTS]

[COUGHING]

Cut the shit.

[SIRENS WAILING IN DISTANCE]

[BODY THUDS]

Oh, shit.

FRANKIE: Jesus, they give me a minute to make a call.

They give Cons an hour.

HUNT: Is Julie pissed off?

She'’ll get over it.

[SNIFFS]

She'’s a catch, huh?

No shit, man. She'’s my heart.

You like being a father?

Well...

kids drive me bananas, but...

I thank God every day for those little fuckers.

They saved my life, you know?

Hey. I broke a tooth.

Hey. You'’re lucky you'’re over there, asshole.

Yeah, right. I'’m the asshole.

HUNT: Shut the fuck up.

What are you really so pissed off about anyway, huh?

Why am I--? Our dad dies.

Gina'’s still recovering from the shrapnel of Shithead,

you think it'’s the perfect time to fuck my sister.

Fuck you, Hunt!

First of all, you have no idea what'’s going on between us.

Secondly...fuck you.

And thirdly, what business is it of yours anyway, huh?

I mean, who are you?

I'’m her brother, you idiot.

Yeah, you'’re a 34-year-old man. You'’re an adult.

Try worrying about yourself.

Stay away from her.

I was just trying to help Gina out.

I'’m telling you the truth.

I-- I wasn'’t looking for it.

And...

Then it just happened.

What, "it just happened"?

Y-you stuck your dick in every hole in this town?

Oh! HUNT: You made a choice.

You make choices and you live with that.

Okay. All right, I got it.

Just like you chose not to be there

when your sister needed you most.

Because you had to go take a picture of a pole.

Like you chose to sleep in

and not be in the bay

the day your father died.

Or like you choose to be here,

with all of us in this place,

and yet you'’re not really here at all.

You know what I mean?

[KEYS CLINKING]

So yes, I'’m fucking your sister.

[SIGHS] Okay, here'’s the deal.

It'’s in two parts, let me get it all out. One:

Those three assholes are getting sewn up

over at Good Samaritan'’s.

Fine. Their problem, not ours.

Because what we'’ve got is a witness statement

saying they jumped you, Lozo,

and you were acting in self-defense.

Also, I was in the bathroom the whole time. Witness?

Nick, bartender, client of mine.

Yeah, but where were we? You? You were--

I don'’t know. Playing fucking tiddlywinks with Gina. Hey.

Let'’s say you were taking snapshots of your nuts.

Why is this hard to let me finish?

Okay, two.

This part kills me.

My supplier,

who will go unnamed,

will now receive 80 percent of my profits. Fine.

So one of you or all of you

is gonna give me a place to stay during this down-and-out phase.

This doesn'’t happen,

we all get to know each other better in jail. Understood?

[♪♪♪]

HUNT: So I was thinking we should have a talk.

Probably should'’ve done it before, but...

you know, we didn'’t.

[CHUCKLES LIGHTLY]

Feel free to jump in whenever you'’d like, Dad.

It'’s okay. I don't mind.

I'’ve been thinking that, um...

Well, maybe if I was out there...

when you wanted me to be out there,

I could'’ve done something.

Or, uh, saved you, or...

you know, helped in some way.

And, uh, I know that...

You know, I'’m not what you really probably...

wanted me to be.

Uh...

I wish I was.

Uh...

I mean I really wish I was.

And, uh...

[TEARFULLY] I'’m sorry that I was...

late.

[BIRDS SQUAWKING]

You guys sure about this?

Sure, man. Absolutely.

[♪♪♪]

[GRUNTING]

[WOOD CRACKING]

[STOMPING]

["MINGULAY BOAT SONG" PLAYING]

♪ Heyla ho, boys ♪

The dredge boats are gonna love that shit.

[LAUGHING]

♪ Altogether ♪

♪ Heyla ho, boys ♪

♪ Let her go, boys ♪

♪ Sailing homeward ♪

♪ To Mingulay ♪

"Dear Jimmy,

"it is apparent

"now that you have won

"our long and intense battle for the presidency.

I congratulate you..."

Julie. JULIE: What?

Julie!

I said, what?

Stop the kids from flushing the toy shit

down the toilet. You want the kids to stop,

tell them yourself, Frankie,

because they'’re thick like you.

LOZO: You can'’t be afraid to yell.

I'’m not afraid. Obviously you'’re not afraid.

You'’re yelling at me in front of people.

I'’m not yelling at you. This is not yelling.

You'’re not yelling right now? No.

Is she not yell--? Don'’t answer. Are you yelling?

No, I am not yelling at you.

Before you jump to it, answer the--

Listen to what I'’m saying. I'’m giving you an option.

Yes or no? Yes or no?

No.

This is what I deal with every day.

That'’s really nice, Frankie. Hey, hey, hey.

You look good.

Which way are you headed?

West.

If I'’ll go the other way, I'’ll hit water.

[CHUCKLES]

So Jack'’s not moving in?

God, no. Jack'’s not moving in.

Hey, we'’re out of toilet paper.

Uh, no smoking in the house, you shit.

Your old man smoked here. GINA: Look where that got him.

Finish it outside, or I'’ll put it out on your tongue.

You are definitely made of wood.

Hey, Cons.

Take care of my sister.

That'’s why I'm here.

[BLUES IMAGE'’S "RIDE CAPTAIN RIDE" PLAYING]

♪ Seventy-three men sailed up ♪

♪ From the San Francisco Bay ♪

♪ Rolled off of their ship ♪

♪ And here'’s what they Had to say ♪

♪ "We'’re calling everyone To ride along ♪

♪ "To another shore ♪

♪ "Where we can laugh Our lives away ♪

♪ And be free once more" ♪

♪ But no one heard them calling ♪

♪ No one came at all ♪

♪ '’Cause they were Too busy watching ♪

♪ Those old raindrops fall ♪

♪ And as a storm was blowing ♪

♪ Out on the peaceful sea ♪

♪ Seventy-three men ♪

♪ Sailing off to history ♪

♪ Ride, captain, ride ♪

♪ Upon your mystery ship ♪

♪ Be amazed ♪

♪ At the friends ♪

♪ You have here on your trip ♪

♪ Ride, captain, ride ♪

♪ Upon your mystery ship ♪

♪ On your way to a world ♪

♪ That others Might have missed ♪

♪ Seventy-three men sailed up ♪

♪ From the San Francisco Bay ♪

♪ Got off their ship ♪

♪ And here'’s what they Had to say ♪

♪ "We'’re calling everyone To ride along ♪

♪ "To another shore ♪

♪ "Where we can laugh Our lives away ♪

♪ And be free once more" ♪

♪ Ride, captain, ride ♪

♪ Upon your mystery ship ♪

♪ Be amazed ♪

♪ At the friends ♪

♪ You have here on your trip ♪

♪ Ride, captain, ride ♪

♪ Upon your mystery ship ♪

♪ On your way ♪

♪ To a world ♪

♪ That others Might have missed ♪

♪ Ride, captain, ride ♪

♪ Upon your mystery ship ♪

♪ Be amazed ♪

♪ At the friends ♪

♪ You have here on your trip ♪

[♪♪♪]