All language subtitles for Postcards.From.The.Edge.1990.1080p.BluRay.H264.AAC-RARBG

- Hurry up,

I got to go to the bathroom.

- Do you know
where you're going, Mary?

- This is it.

- We gonna bring the bag?

- Yeah.

- All right.

Flight 92 to Miami, boarding gate one.

After you pass through
the passport control,

you will find it on your right.

- Muchas gracias, por favor.

- Vicky, the lady speaks English.

I don't know why you have to
talk your re-fried Spanish

to them all the time.

- It's a courtesy, Janet.

We're in their country.

- Yeah, right.

- Mary Jennings?

- Yeah, that's my name,
don't wear it out.

- What's the problem, senor?

- Come with me, please.

- Excuse me, sir, but we've got a flight

that's just about to leave.

We're with a group.

- You two will wait here.

Follow me, please.
- Why?

- Mary!

- Excuse me,

what is the problem?
- What should we do,

miss the plane?

- I don't want to miss this flight.

I have a special rate, you know.

Excursion rates, they're called.

- This way, please.

- What the heck is going on here, boys?

- Miami, boarding gate one.

- Wait a minute, wait a minute.

Is this some kind of
candid camera thing, huh?

Where's the camera?

- Shut up.

- I beg your pardon.

- Did you think we
don't know about your affair

with a government official, huh?

We know who you are, Miss Porter.

We are not fools.

You wish you were foolish.

Foolish should be a goal of yours.

Let me ask you something.

Don't you ever get tired
of acting like a cliche,

typical, generic, South
American police thug?

Yeah, great, go ahead, hit me again.

I'll tell ya something, you
know, our side'll always win.

You know why?

'Cause we have more spirit
and more resources than you.

All it'll cost us is money.

There's isn't enough mommy in the world

to further a cause like yours.

Fuck.

Will you shut up, Raoul?

You want your mommy, too,
you gotta sell these words.

- Cut!

Cut!

- Lowell, I'm sorry.

- End marker.

- I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, Lowell.

You can't use any of it?

You hate me now, don't you?

- No, it's funny.

No, I don't hate you.

I hate myself for trying
to do it without cutaways.

It was terrific up

to that point.
- Yeah.

Let's go, folks, come on,

back to one.

Into position, come on.

- Speakin' of which,

do I have time to go to the
men's room before we go again?

- You bet.

Back to one, let's go!

- Suzanne,
try not to hit your chest

because of the body mic.

- I'm lucky to get through
that speech at all.

If I have to hit my chest
to do it, forgive me.

You'd hit my
chest, too, if you had

to say this speech.

Work with us, people.

Back to one as quickly
and quietly as possible.

Let's go.

- Reloading!

- You can say that again.

- Probably will after the next shot.

- Only if I make it all the way through.

- Get him over here, please.

- Please, we can do it after work.

- Alright, set it up.
- I'm tired.

- Very nice, guys.

Tom, will you take this outta here?

- Yes, sir.

- Back to one, please.

- Where's my plane ticket?

Aye, yai, yai, yai.

- You fuck up my movie,
I'm gonna kill you.

- What?

- You know exactly what I'm talking about,

and so does everybody else on this set.

I don't care what you do
to your body on your time,

but this is my time, my movie.

And I don't intend to have
some spoiled, selfish,

coked-up little actress ruin my movie.

I expect you to pull yourself together

and work with us these
last couple of days,

or I'll kill ya.

I'll kill you before you kill yourself,

and I'll do a better job
because you're so out of it

you'd probably even botch that up.

You think you can do the shot

straight through this time?

- Yeah.

- Okay, back to one, let's try it again.

You, what's your name, please?

- Cindy.

- Cindy.

That's perfect.

Cindy, you get your ass off
this set and don't come back.

If I catch you back on this set again

supplyin' her with drugs,
I'll drop a dime on ya.

I'll call the cops.

Shoo.

Get.

That about everything?

Anybody else wanna be arrested or killed

before we wrap this fucker?

Let's do the shot.

- I feel like I
slept under an elephant's foot.

Slugabed.

It's almost 11:30.

Suze.

Sleeping Beauty.

What was the name of that
man who slept for 100 years?

Rapunzel.

No.

Rip Van Winkle.

Mrs. Winkle, this is your wake-up call.

Suzanne.

Suzanne.

Suzanne!

Suzanne!

Delivery!

- Excuse me?

- Delivery, I'm dropping someone off.

I'm dropping someone off!

Isn't this an emergency room?

- Yes.

- Well, this is an emergency!

- Are you a relation of the patient?

- No, no relation.

I...

I barely know her.

I found her like this
and I brought her here.

Is she gonna be alright?

- I don't know, sir.

Where can we reach you?

I'll call you.

There's some empty bottles
of pills in her purse.

I think that's what she took.

Thanks.

- Any idea what she's taken?

- Pills, sir.

Demerol, Percodan, and cocaine.

- Give me her vitals.

- Blood pressure's 84 over 20,
- Suzanne!

- And she's tachycardic.

- Suzanne!

- You wish you were foolish...

- What is she saying?

- Something about being foolish.

- You could say that again.

- You want the ipecac?

- No, she's too unresponsive.

Suzanne, we're gonna have
to pump your stomach!

- Do I have to be there?

- Nasty dream?

Everybody has those.

You'll have 'em for a while.

- Great.

- I'm Julie Marsden,
director of the rehab unit.

I'm here to admit you.

- Excuse me?

- Which part is confusing you?

- I'm in rehab?

- Yes.

Your doctor, Dr. Feldman, and your mother

had you transferred from the
emergency room last night.

- I'm in a rehab?

- You don't remember
having your stomach pumped?

- That's what.

- -huh.

- My mother knows?

- Well, she was here while you
were unconscious last night.

- Great.

God.

Why did they pump my stomach?

- You would've died if they hadn't.

- Why can't I remember anything?

- You were probably in a black out.

And you don't remember taking any drugs?

- Well, sure.

Some.
- Okay.

- But not, I mean...

How did I get to the emergency room?

- A man dropped you off unconscious.

- Who?

- Suzanne, I'm not a detective.

I'm simply here to admit you
and, God willing, help you.

So, now, if you don't mind, I'd
like to ask a few questions.

- A guy dropped me off?

- Did you deliberately
try to take your life?

- Please.

- Well, I'm sorry if the
question offends you,

but having to have your stomach
pumped usually indicates

fairly suicidal behavior.

- Yeah, well, the behavior
might be, but I'm certainly not.

- I want you to know that
I know you're scared.

And that this is the place to handle it.

- Scared, I don't really
understand how I almost died.

That's not...

That's never what I wanted to do.

- What did you want to do?

- I don't know.

- Good.

That's your first step.

- I just feel like if I don't
do what you want ,

you're gonna leave me.

You'll punish me.

- Alright, alright, uh,

let's
stop there for the day.

Good work, Carol.

Good work, Carol.

Okay, everybody, before we go,

I'd like to introduce a newcomer, Suzanne,

who's just outta detox.

- Hi, Suzanne.

Welcome.

- Weren't your parents
supposed to be here tonight?

- Huh?

My mother, you mean?

- Mhm.

- No, my mother's working.

She's coming if she can.

- I think we should all visit

with our significant
others for a few minutes.

Suzanne, could I talk to you?

- I think so.

- I want you to deal with
your feelings, Suzanne,

before they deal with you.

- Do you always talk in bumper stickers?

- You know, addiction isn't the problem,

it's the solution.

- You do.
- And until you

remove the solution,

- You do.
- you can't see clearly

what the problem is.

This anger isn't about me.

Who're you really angry with?

- Hello, darling!

Hello, dear.

- Hi, Mama!

- Am I too late for the family thing?

- Yeah.

- Sugar.
- But, it's okay.

- I did not want to miss that.

How did it go?

- It was--
- What's the matter

with your hair?

- I don't know, it's all the rage

in the rehab.
- Excuse me, Suzanne,

but can I meet your mother?

- Sure, Bart, this is my mom.
- Miss Mann,

I can't believe

I'm meeting you.
- Mom, this--

- Ever since I was about
seven, I wanted to be you.

- Bart does you in his drag show.

- This is my lover, Allen.

- Hello, Allen.
- Hi.

- Well, for goo--

What number do you do?

- Whistling Pines.

I wear a costume that's almost exactly

like the one you wore
in the opening number

of That Marvelous Mrs. Markham.

- The one with the corset?

That was so difficult
- Mom.

- to wear.
- Mom.

So...
- Sorry, boys.

- Nice meeting you.
- Very nice meeting you.

- Yeah, see ya later.
- See ya.

Dear, sorry, but you know
how much the queens love me.

- Mhm.

♫ Whistling pines call out to me

♫ Under the stars, you'll hear the trees

- She looks fabulous.

- Who do you think did her?

- Dr. Klein.

He does all of them.

- Wonder what Allen does.

- Mom, Mom, this is my
new roommate, Aretha.

- How do do?

How rude of me.

I was just so excited
about seeing my daughter.

Aretha, what an unusual name.

- I know.

I think my parents were
expecting someone black.

- Are you black?

- No.

I...

It's very nice to meet you.

Suzanne has told me so much about you.

I think I'll go weave
a basket or something,

and let the two of you visit.

- She seems very unusual.

- Yeah.

- I'm glad you're making new friends.

- Thanks, Ma!

- Have you talked to Marty?

- Not yet.

- Well, you should.

- I know,

I know.
- You're supposed

to start that new film.

- Well,

I'm not going to do it.
- I don't think

you should do it and I'll tell you why.

- Mother, I just said

I'm not going to do it.
- First, it is not

a pivotal project in your career.

And two, you're gonna need
time to rest and explore.

And C, I think you should
change agents, dear.

I don't like what they're doing for you.

Careers need planning.

Your big problem is you're too impatient.

You're only interested
in instant gratification.

- Instant gratification

takes too long.
- But I don't want you

to think about any of that right now.

I'm going to handle everything
while you're in here.

No pressure.

I don't want you to have
anything hanging over your head.

I want you to be
absolutely clear.

I promised myself I would
not do this, and look at me.

Didn't want you to see me get upset.

I hate getting upset.

I really hate that you
have to go through this.

Wish I could do it for ya.

Ever since you were a little
girl, I had this feeling,

I don't know, that I'd lose you,

that you'd be taken from me early.

- As opposed to later

when it would be
more convenient?

- Golly, you are tough.

- Mom.

- You are just like Grandma.

You're always judging me.
- Come on,

I just don't think we need
- You have never forgiven me

and you never let me talk.
- to go over this again.

Well, it's just that I feel

like I'm not talking to you sometimes.

It feels like I'm talking
to your drama coach.

- You think you could
try not being so mad at me?

I'll just rinse these out.
- No, leave those.

- I have some Woolite in my purse.

It's handy for the road.

- Leave it!

- I'll have some clothes
brought by tomorrow.

And your tape cassette
thing for your music,

and a quilt.

And Sunday afternoon, Mary will come by

with your video machine and some tapes,

and a plant.

It's so blah in here.

I don't know how you stand
it, everything one color.

- Flowers for you, Suzanne.

- Who died?

- Both of us almost did, for a start.

Who are they from?

- They're from the guy
who pumped my stomach.

- Bullshit.

"Hope your stomach is better.

"You seemed to me to be what
my mother warned me about,

"a beautiful and overly-sensitive person."

He can tell all of that from
the contents of your stomach.

- I'd have to be sensitive
to need all that dope.

I'm tempted to marry
him so I can tell people

how we met.

- Suzanne.

Lowell Kolchek's on the phone again.

- Tell him I'm detoxing.

He's a director, you know,

that I was working with.

I don't want to talk to
him, I'm embarrassed.

I don't have to, do I?

- You don't have to do
anything you don't want to do.

- Thank you.

- Except never take drugs
again and go to AA meetings

for the rest of your life.

- I feel so much better!

- What can I tell you?

The upshot of the whole thing

is that your being in the clinic and all

made you a very high risk to do a movie.

- They want me to do the movie.

I talked to the director.

- The director is not the problem, baby,

it's the insurance company.

These guys won't cover you in the event

that you do drugs,

what can I tell you?
- I'm not

doing any drugs, Marty.

- We know that, dear, but
these are businessmen.

They have no knowledge of
creative personalities.

Actors are not treated well.

And actresses are treated like, well,

I hate to use the word, but shit.

- Marty--
- I remember

when I was 15 years old,
Mr. Mayer called me in

for a meeting.

He was sitting on the toilet.

We had to conduct the whole
meeting with him on the toilet.

Now, you can be sure that
he wouldn't have done that

to John Garfield.
- John Garfield.

- Correct.

- Mom.

- My daughter doesn't like it when I talk.

- Doris, maybe you better let

Uncle Marty handle this.

- Well, of course she'll listen to you,

you're not her mother.

Uncle Marty.
- Suzy, what can I tell ya?

Other actresses and actors
who have not come to work

due to a drug or alcohol problem

are costing the insurance
companies a lot of money,

so you can see their problem, can't you?

- I do see.

I'm being punished.

- Honey,

if you let me finish,
- What, I am.

- You'll see this is not all bad news.

Your Uncle Marty here talked
to the insurance company

early this morning and
they said they'd cover you

if you would stay with what
they call a responsible party

for the run of the film.

- A responsible, so what
am I supposed to do?

Go to a halfway house for
wayward SAG members or something?

- Honey, if you calm down a little bit,

you'll see it's not that bad.

What they said was they'd
cover you if you stayed

with one or both your parents.

What can I tell ya?

I told 'em your father lives in New York,

so what about Doris here?

- Excuse me?

- Well, she couldn't stay
with her father anyway.

He's worse than she is.

Not that you're bad, dear.

- Stay with my mother?

What am I, a teenager?

- I lived with my mother and father

until I was 23 years old.

We all shared the same bathroom.

- Doris, Doris, please.

Thank you.

Suzy, maybe it would be better
to wait a couple of months

to go back to work.

You know, go to your AA meetings and

when you're feeling better,
- But I wanna

do this film.
- what can I tell ya?

- I can go to meetings and work.

I do better

when I work anyway.
- No, you see,

she's exactly like me
- I know--

- when I was her age.
- What I'm doing,

I feel like I belong,
- I did film after film.

- I feel necessary.
- I never stopped working,

- I know how to do that.
- and it was very, very good

therapy for me after my divorce
and my miscarriages.

'Course, in those days, the
material was a lot better.

- Doris.

So, baby, you got it right.

These are the conditions
for doing this film.

For the run of the film,
you stay with your mother.

- You can have your old room.

- Great.

Okay, okay, I'll stay with her.

You, great.
- You know what they say.

No pain, no gain.
- Fine, okay.

Well, no wonder I'm so hefty.

- Hefty?

Dear, if anything, you are too thin.

Now me, my stomach,

that's hefty.
- Mother,

I was kidding.

- I don't get your generation's
humor half the time.

- I don't have a generation.

- Then, I think you should get one.

- I got her right here.

Morning.

I'm Ted.

I'm designed to make your life
a more annoying place to be.

- I'm Suzanne, designed to be annoyed.

- Then we oughta
get along just great.

This, of course,

is your...
- My hamster cage, oh.

- I was gonna say resting place.

- My final resting place.

I just dreamed it would end like this,

alone in a tiny room with an AM radio.

- Hopefully, it won't end
like this, it'll just middle.

- Yeah, hopefully it'll
end in a larger room

with air conditioning and an AM-FM radio.

- I have just the thing to cheer you up.

The producer's coming to see you.

One of the producers.

- How many are there?

- Three.

The father, the son, and the holy ghost.

- Which one am I endearing myself

to today?
- The--

- Anybody home?

- Morning, sir.

- Hi, Joe Pierce, just came by

to welcome ya aboard.

- I'll tell 'em you're
about ready for makeup?

- Yeah, soon.
- Oi, any more people

in here, we're gonna
need a lubricant, huh?

Hey, Ted, thanks a lot.

We'll see ya out there.
- Thanks.

- Rob, uh, get the door please, will you?

Suzanne, this is my
agent, Rob Sonnenfeld.

He came by to make sure
that we're all A-okay.

- Nice to see you.

- Yeah, we just came by to say hi,

make sure that everything's up to snuff.

- Yeah.

Everything's great.

- And we're gonna need a drug screen.

- Excuse me?

_

It's not for us.

I mean, we're not
worried about you at all.

It's the damn insurance company.

They just won't cover
you without a screen.

- I see.

- Understand,
we're behind you 100%,

it's just, it's a
formality of the business.

- Yeah, I understand, totally.

So, do you want blood or urine?

- I think urine would be fine.

- Do you have a little cup or something

that I can put it in?

- Don't worry about that,
we'll just have the nurse

come by and pick that up from you later.

Well, hey.

It's great to get together
and have this little chat.

We're gonna leave you, and, you know,

do what you have to do,

and we'll see you outside, okay?

Okay, great, uh, go, go, go.

Have fun.

- Thanks.

- Who do these belong to?

- I think they're Franklin's.

- Frankie, I got your shirt.

- Watch your back!

- Morning.

- I know it's funny, but that's.

- No, it's more

that you're paying attention--
- Now, listen to me.

- You don't know what
you're talking about.

- Hi, there.

- Hi.

- You're just the cop I'm lookin' for.

We're about ready for line-up.

- Are we gonna get a
rehearsal, by any chance?

- I think you've got this film confused

with a big-budget film.

You see, the lower the budget,
the fewer the rehearsals,

the worse the food, you get the picture?

- Hello, darling.

Great day for it.

You look glorious.

Big kiss.

- Cactus.

- Stick your arms
through the rope, please.

- Okay.

- Morning.

- Hi.

Suzanne.

- Howard Munch.

_ kay-

- Quiet, please.

We're gonna do a block
for camera, everybody,

and there's a lot of dialogue,

so we need your total cooperation.

Also, keep in mind there are
live snakes in this shot,

so we need you to be very, very careful.

- Come in!

- Your mom is here.

- How was your day, dear?

- They made me do a drug test.

- I knew it.

I knew you shouldn't do this picture.

- Yeah, but you knew I shouldn't do it

because it was a bad film,
- No!

- not because they were gonna make me

do a drug test.
- I don't analyze

the way you do, dear.

It just felt wrong to me.

I had a dream that it wasn't right.

I know you don't
take my dreams seriously,

even the one that predicted
your kidney stone.

- I'd really like a Percodan

right now.
- I had a dream

the other night.

I had a dream that I was drowning,

that I was sinking
- Two Percodan.

- to the bottom of the ocean,
- Make that three.

- a very heavy sequined gown

dragging me down.
- Definitely three.

What does that mean?

- I don't want to alarm you, dear,

but I do want to prepare you.

I didn't tell you this before
because of the drug clinic

thing and all of that, but
remember my hysterectomy?

- The one last year.

- Well, they found tumors.

- Really?

- Fibroid tumors.

- But isn't that normal, Ma?

- Usually.

Usually, it's normal.

But in our family, dear,
all the women die young,

all have weak systems.
- Grandma's still alive.

- Barely, and don't contradict me, dear.

I'm just trying to tell you
that I might not be around

for very much longer.

I don't want to alarm you,
but I do want to prepare you

for my death.

It is so important that you understand

how precious your life is to me.

- How did we end up
talking about your death

from my drug test?
- And you know, I wish you

would change back

to my business manager.
- I don't understand.

Could we just not talk?
- I think you

would feel better.
- I don't feel

at all.
- I know I would.

And I think you should ask Dr. Feldman

to take a look at you.

Maybe you have tumors.

I had one as big as a grapefruit.

- I'm gonna kill myself.

- Don't say that, even in jest, Suzanne.

Just come out of a drug clinic.

People might take it the wrong way.

- It looks as though there's
a party going on here.

- Well, I thought I'd
invite a few friends over

to celebrate your coming home.

- No, Mom, I have to
get up in the morning.

I don't want to see all them.

- All right, if you want me to,

I'll go right in there and
tell them all to go home.

- Surprise!

- My little girl is home!

- I mean, there are
people here I haven't seen

since high school, nor
would I want to, God.

Lewis Karasik?

For Christ's sake, where did
she come up with Lewis Karasik?

Last time I saw him, he
threw up scrambled eggs

out of his nose on the way
to the library.

- Let me look at ya, love bug!

Before your fat ol'
grandmother hauls her rear

off to bed.

- Give me a big hug, you fat ol' grandma.

- You sure do stink pretty.

- This is my friend, Aretha.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- And bye.

We're gonna hit the road.

- No, you're not leaving, Grandma.

- Well, your mother
started drinking her wine.

Unless I want to sit
around all night listening

to her rattle off at the mouth,

I thought I'd high-tail it outta here.

Hey, now that you're
better, why don't you try

to get her to stop?

I know.

Ornery as a mule, just like Owen.

- I heard that!

- Well, you are bullheaded, honey.

- Do you want more cashews, Grandpa?

- Did I have some already?

- He gets worse every day.

- Who gets worse?

I heard that.

Get off my back.

Woman, I want to go home.

- Yeah, well, we're goin', dear.

- Not with you.

I want to go home.

Are we going soon?

- Soon, sir.

Very, very soon.

- You know what my daddy did?

- What?

- What are we talkin' about?

- I told ya.

- I heard that!

Get off my back, woman,
yap, yap, yap, yap, yap,

yap, yap, yap, yap, yap-

That's all you do all the livelong day.

♫ And the farmer hauls another load away

- The other day, he punched
me when I was trying

to put some clean pajamas on him.

Well, I'm gonna skedaddle,
baby doll.

You oughta eat more, young lady.

Well, you're no bigger
than a pound of soap

after a hard day's wash.

Goodnight, sugar.

Don't let them dogs out.

Howdy's got worms.

- I have nothing to say.

- The same cannot be said
for the rest of your family.

- I love them, though.

To me, she was always like
this lovable, loud mountain.

- Suzanne, your mother wants
you inside to cut the cake.

- Cake?

- That one, get that one!

Perfect.

- Sing something, Suzanne.

- Wonderful idea!

Yes, honey!
- Yeah, come on.

Come on!
- Come on, sweetheart.

- I can't really.
- Suzanne, please.

- No, Mama.

- Sing one of your old
numbers from my act.

- I don't want to.
- Yeah!

- Really, I don't want to.

- One number for your old mother.

- No.
- Come on!

Come on, come on, come on, come on!

- Yes!

- Just one little song.

- We gotta be quiet, shh.

- I
don't want to sing.

You know that?

Okay.

♫ You give your hand to me

That Ray Charles tune?

♫ And then you say hello
- Yeah, I know it.

Keep going.

♫ And I can hardly speak

- Hardly sing.

♫ My heart is beating so

♫ And anyone can tell

That's it.

♫ You think you know me well

- What a sweet song.

♫ Well, you don't know me
- Sing it!

♫ No, you don't know the one

♫ Who dreams of you at night

♫ And longs to kiss your lips

♫ And longs to hold you tight

♫ To you, I'm just a friend

♫ And that's all that I've ever been

♫ But you don't know me

- I don't know
the bridge.

♫ Afraid and shy, I let my chance go by

♫ Chance that you might have loved me, too

♫ You give your hand to me

♫ And then you say goodbye

♫ I want to walk away

♫ All I can do is cry

♫ No one will ever know

♫ The one who loves you so

♫ No, you don't know me

♫ Me

- Bravo!

Bravo!

- Darling.

That was so lovely, dear.

I don't know why you
don't sing any longer.

- I get so nervous.

- But you shouldn't.

You have such a terrific voice,

such a terrific talent.

- Now, Doris, Doris, sing something.

- Come on, Doris.
- Yeah!

- I couldn't, no.
- Yeah!

- This is, well, this
is my daughter's night,

really, guys.

- Come on!

- You think I should, really?

- Yes, mhm.

- Alright, you sang for
me, I'll sing for you.

I'm still here in D (lat.

♫ Good times and bum times

♫ I've seen them all

♫ And my dear, I'm still here

- That's right, you are.

♫ Plush velvet sometimes

♫ Sometimes just pretzels and beer

♫ But I'm here

♫ 10 years of braces, voice, and tap

♫ Touring in places off the map

♫ Giving auditions on Zanuck's lap

♫ Never fear

♫ My mother drew up the contract

♫ So I'm here

♫ I've done commercials and
club dates and talk shows

♫ Gee, that was fun and a half

♫ When you've done commercials
and club dates and talk shows

♫ Anything else is a laugh

♫ Black sable one day

♫ The next day it goes into hock

♫ But I'm here

♫ Top billing Monday, Tuesday
you're touring in stock

♫ But I'm here

♫ First, you're another true blue tramp

♫ Then someone's mother, then you're camp

♫ Then you career from career to career

♫ I'm feeling transcendental

♫ Am I here

♫ I've gotten through hey
lady, aren't you who's it

♫ Gee, what a looker you were

- Or better yet,

♫ Sorry, I thought you were who's it

♫ Whatever happened to her?

♫ The good times and bum times

♫ I've seen 'em all and my dear

♫ I am still here

♫ Smooth sailin' sometimes,
sometimes a kick in the rear

♫ But I'm here

♫ I've run the gamut A to Z

♫ Three cheers and dammit, c'est la vie

♫ I got through all of last year

♫ And I'm here

♫ Lord knows at least I was there

♫ And I'm here

♫ Who's here?

♫ I'm still

♫ Here

- Yay!

- You're it!

- Cut!

- Hello, darling.

- Hey, Simon.

- Alright, kill the fan, Bobby.

We got some adjustments.

You got about 15 minutes.

- Second day, view the standard.

- What's happening?

They make you do a drug
test, too?

- What?

Hardly.

No, no, it's nothing, really.

Um...

The producers saw the rushes last night.

They had some rather
interesting little notes.

- Well, what?

- Now, now, now, don't take it

- the wrong way.
- - No.

- I saw them this morning.

They were fine.

You were fine, really.

- Bring it down there.

- It was my first day.

- Absolutely, I couldn't agree

with you more.

It was your first day.
- Yeah.

- They, they, they simply
felt that you could have fun

with it.

Yeah, just have more
fun with it, that's all.

- Well.

Fancy meeting you here.

Neil Bleene, the associate producer.

- Hi.

I understand my enjoyment levels are down.

- Well, no.

We felt the performance was fine,

but you're holding something back.

- Holding something back?

- I've been in the theater.

I'm actually a theater director.

Shh.

Sometimes, certain line readings apply.

Like, in comedy, it is a rule.

Inflections go up at the end.

- That's a comedy rule?

- Well, not so much rule as guideline.

- Huh.

- You were so very, very
good in Public Domain.

I mean, what did you do there?

- Thanks, I rehearsed.

I guess I don't take criticism very well,

but, I mean, I've had
one day of work on this,

and this is the second conversation

about what's missing in my performance.

- We're talking about two minutes of film.

Two minutes of screen time out of 90.

- Is it correctable?

- Come on, it's not
as though you farted

during all your dialogue.

We sat there in rushes
saying, "What's all that noise

"all over her lines?"

- I'm so relieved.

That analogy's bathed me in relief.

Well, Neil, thank you very
much for the acting tips

and the pep talk.

- My pleasure.

- Yeah!

I'm feeling much more
relaxed now.

- Good!

- Can't we put
her into a girdle somehow?

- Not with that dress, sir.

We might be able to use a
pantyhose as a control top,

but I'm not sure if that
would be sufficient.

- Alright, alright.

Anything, anything, just do something.

And we have to get her
into pants instead of shorts.

The tops of her legs are very...

- Bulbous.

She has cellulite.

- Yeah, I just wish we could get her

to stop eating so much.

But I suppose having given up drugs,

she has to do something.

Do you think we could
get her to start smoking?

What are we going to do

about the bed scene, Mr. Asquith?

- Cheat the angle, I presume.

Her breasts, her breasts
are rather out of shape,

aren't they?

- Well,
if you have her on her back,

as the script indicates,

her tits are just gonna
move off into her armpits.

- How very unpleasant.

Well, perhaps you should
buy a camisole or something.

I had no idea
she was so out of shape

when I hired her.

But I suppose we wouldn't have got her

if she was still in her prime.

Well, if you'll forgive me,

Mr. Asquith, I mean, with her reputation,

she's lucky to have a job at all.

She pretty much destroyed
the career that she had.

This is a break for her.

- I suppose you're right.

It's sad, though, isn't it, really?

She was so good in A Night Full of Shoes.

I just hope it doesn't
cause too much trouble

for your department, darling.

I'm almost sorry we
didn't get Valerie Rogers.

- Valerie has a terrific body!

- Yes.

Well.

See you.

- Mhm.

- George Lazan, executive
producer of Kitchen Sink

and now LA Beat.

How are ya?

- Fine.

Suzanne.

- Vale.

I know.

Have I caught you at a bad time?

Look, I saw the rushes and,
frankly, you're holding back.

- Yes, darling, what
seems to be the problem?

- The pro--, the problem.

- Yeah, come on.

- The problem, Simon, is
that hundreds of people

have had conversations with me

about my low enjoyment
levels and my, and my,

and it bothered me, so I would prefer

to receive direction solely from you.

- Really, hundreds of people?

That shouldn't be.

I'll have a word with them.

- I mean, we're talking about
one day of work here,

a day in which I was tied to a cactus

and assaulted by snakes, you
know, as if I were a child.

Maybe I should give them
my mother's phone number

and she could come in and stand by

and make sure I'm relaxed.

- This is it!

That's it!

That's her, that's the character,

that's the quality I've been looking for.

Now, what you're doing.

Do you see?

- But Simon, this is not relaxed!

This is incredibly upset!

If this is the quality--
- Okay, people,

this'll be picture.

- Darling, just be yourself

and you'll be fine.

I'm sorry, it sounds trite,
I know, but it's true.

Just trust me.

I'll have a word with the producers and--

- I'm sorry!

- I promise you,

what happened today won't be repeated.

Now, please just try to calm down.

- Quiet on the set!

Roll sound!

- Speed!

- Roll camera!

- 17, take one.

- Marker.

- Roll plate!

- Action!

- Help, help me,

help me, oh...

Bob.

- Hi.

- Hello.

- Hey, it's me.

Jack.

- Sure.

Jack.

How've you been?

- Great, you?

- Great, okay.

Well, God, I've just had
this long, weird clay, so.

I haven't...

How long has it been

since we've seen each other?

- Too long, way too long.

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

- Yes.

Good to see you now.

- Yeah, you too.

You going to the reunion?

- What reunion?

- High school.

- You went to Beverly High!

- Well, yeah, where did
you think I knew ya from?

- Well.

I didn't mean it like a question,
like, you went to Beverly?

I meant it in a nostalgic way,
like, you went to Beverly.

When's the reunion?

- End of the month.

You remember Mr. Craverly?

- Mr. Craverly--
- The biology teacher.

It's terrible what
happened to him, it just...

- What happened to him?

- I thought you knew.

- No.

He went to this
party and he met this girl,

and she seemed kinda tired,

sick maybe.
- Yeah.

- So he took her from the party
to a restaurant, you know,

maybe get some food in her
stomach, she'd feel better.

Anyway, next thing ya know,
she goes home with him...

You sure you haven't heard this?

- She goes home with him and then what?

- They have what he thinks is
a perfectly wonderful evening,

and then she takes a handful
of pills and she overdoses.

- And then he drives her to the hospital.

- The next morning.

- And he didn't leave his name.

Mr. Craverly, I presume.

- At your service.

- I don't have a service.

I have a machine.

- I'm glad to you're alright.

- Well, I suppose
I should thank you.

- Well, I could apologize
for not leaving my name

when I dropped you off
- No!

- At the hospital.
- No, no, no, no, no.

- Yeah.
- Under the circumstances,

it was probably a secondary issue.

- No.

- I don't know if there
is a polite way to behave

during an overdose

with a complete stranger.
- Well,

not a complete stranger, now,

more like a relative one.
- Look...

- You know, with a relative like that,

who needs a family?
- I don't know

what happened that night.

I can only guess.

No, I don't even want to do that.

I just want you to know
that I'm not like that.

I don't know exactly what I am like,

but I don't make it a habit of,

you know, just...
- What if I was to tell you

that nothing happened?

- Nothing, what?

- Nothing happened.

We just talked.

And then you took my Daradil,
- Why?

- Then you fell fast asleep.
- Was I,

am I so completely unappealing to you?

- Quite the contrary.

It's just that you were a little the worse

or better for substances,
and I have rules about that.

- Didn't Jimmy Stewart
say that to somebody

in a movie once?

- Well, if he did,

then he darn sure should have.

- Are you sure I didn't sleep with you?

- Sleep?

Yeah.

- Kiss?

- What, here, right now?

- No, then, that night.

- Well, does this ring a bell?

- Yeah, that rings something.

I'm not sure, though,
if it's a memory bell.

What if--
- Well, how 'bout this?

- That reminds me of something
I should've done before.

- It reminds me of something
I'd like to do later,

so I can look back on it afterwards.

- I'm sort of nostalgic already.

- Did anybody ever tell you
that you smell like Catalina?

- Yes, as a matter of
fact, just this morning.

- Yeah?

Anybody ever tell you that,
uh, you smell like the future?

- But I break just like a little girl.

- Hello.

- Hi.

- May I help you?

- I'm here to pick up Suzanne.

I'm Jack Faulkner.

- Jack?

Well, I'm Suzanne's mother.

- Hi.

- She expecting you?

- I believe so.

We're gonna drive out to my ranch.

- Mhm, come in.

- Thank you.

- And I'll just call her.

I hope you don't think I was, I was rude,

but you know how
protective mothers can be.

- Sure, yeah.

- You said you had a ranch?

- Yes, ma'am, out in Malibu.

- Way out in Malibu?
- Mhm.

- How nice for you.

Have you known Suzanne long?

- Let's see, we've known
each other about a month.

It seems like longer, though.

- I know what you mean.

I'm her mother and it seems like longer.

She's a very interesting woman, though,

don't you think?
- Yes.

- Authentic.

- Mhm.

- So, you said you've
known her about a month?

- Good morning, dear.

This is my husband, Sid Roth.

Sid, this is Suzanne's little friend, Jim.

- Jack.

Good to meet you, Mr. Roth.

- You certainly don't seem like
your average rancher to me.

- Well, you don't seem
like your average mother.

- If all ranchers looked like you,

there wouldn't be very many crops.

- It depends
on what you're raisin', ma'am.

- Certainly not doubts!

Hello, dear.

I was just coming to get you, you know.

Your friend's here.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Could I just talk to you for a second?

- My daughter wants to talk to me.

- Senate rejected two--

to allow this in public schools.

Cheryl.
- So, what you watchin' there,

Mr. Roth?

- for 200.

- Top of the column.

In July 1968, 62 nations--

- Signed
a treaty to halt--

- I would just like to have
some people of my own, is all,

without them having to like you so much.

- Well, why can't we share people?

- Why do you have to
take over every situation

that you're in?

Why do you have to
completely overshadow me?

- I am not overshadowing you.

And I don't care if he likes me or not,

your little friend in there
with the bedroom eyes.

- Right.

And the living room nose
and the kitchen forehead,

and den ears.

Wait, I can't.

Stop, stop, please.
- What?

- I can't do this.

- Can't do what?

- What do you mean, what?

Reupholster your furniture.

This, more of this, I don't...

Have casual affairs.

- Ever?

- No.

Well, there was a brief
moment when I thought

I might've had one with
you, but...

- I don't want to have a casual affair.

- Is this a proposal?

- Do you have to joke about everything?

- Invariably, when things get too serious

or stray too far from

what I can talk about, yeah.
- And we've strayed too far?

- Officially, yeah.

Look, I just got out of a drug clinic.

I'm uncomfortable with whatever this is.

Feelings, okay?

- So you have feelings for me?

- Don't do this.

- I want to know 'cause I do for you.

- What?

- Have feelings.

- How many?

More than two?

- I'm not gonna do this if
you're gonna make fun of me.

- Promise?

No, no, no, I'm not
going to make fun of you.

I am making fun of you.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, I'll stop.

What are you trying to say?

- I think I love you.

- When will you know for sure?

- Please, this is
hard enough as it is.

- You can't be serious.

You just met me.

- I'm as surprised as you are.

I thought I lost the ability.

With you, I...

Look, I thought I was
immune to movie stars,

but I've wanted you from
the first moment I saw you

on screen, and that never happens to me.

You're the realest person
I've ever met in the abstract.

You had this moment in Public Domain

where you looked straight at the camera,

straight into me.

And I loved you.

And I can't explain it, I...

- You're doing pretty well.

- But you're my fantasy.

And I want to make you real.

Let me love you.

- You're serious?

I don't know what to say.

- I should never have told you.

- That's very nice.

No, no, it's good that you told me.

It's very brave.

- Brave?

Right, yeah, because it's a long shot.

You could never love me back.
- No, no, no.

Well, who knows, I mean,

you certainly are infatuation material.

- I love you.

- You're crazy.

- Stay with me.

- Jack...

- Take a risk, come on.

I'm worth the risk, you'll see.

I don't want to see anyone but you.

I don't want to smell anyone

but you.
- I don't even know anymore

when you're kidding and
when you're serious.

- I'm serious.

- Okay.

- You'll never be sorry.

- You sound like a rug salesman.

My rug salesman.

- Do you have any idea

what time it is, dear?

Suppose it never occurred to you

that you mighta scared me
by staying out so late.

I was about to call all
the emergency rooms.

- I'm sorry, Mama.

I didn't call you because I
thought you might be asleep.

And I came home because I
didn't want to worry you.

- Well, you did worry me.

Look at me, I'm a wreck.

- I'm sorry.

- What if you'd been out
taking drugs or something?

I'm supposed to be taking care of you now.

You're my responsibly, you're my daughter.

What was I supposed to think
when you didn't come home?

You mind if I have a drink?

- Do you mind if I drop acid?

- Dear, I drink socially.

- I took acid socially.

- I hardly think that my drinking

can be compared with your
drug taking.

Even if it could be, I
think that your involvement

with drugs has vindicated me.

I hardly think you're in
a position to judge me.

- Mom.

- I do hope you were not
out sleeping with someone.

- I wasn't out

sleeping with someone.
- If you were,

I hope you used condoms.

I didn't raise you to act
this way, but if you are,

I hope that it's your morals in question

and not your judgement.

- Ma, I'm middle-aged.

- I'm middle-aged.

- How many 120-year-old women do you know?

- You've just gotten out of a drug clinic,

so obviously you don't
know what's best for you.

- And I suppose you do.

- Suzanne, how did we become so estranged?

I've always tried to be
a good mother to you,

only to be met by this fresh
and superior attitude of yours.

You've always felt you were
my intellectual superior,

since you were 14 years old.

And rightfully so.

You were always more verbal than me.

I.

Whatever.

Why did you turn away from me?

I just want you to like me.

I just want to be your friend.

- Ma, could we have this
conversation in the morning.

I'm very tired.

- Every time I try to get
close to you, you push me away.

How would you like to have
Joan Crawford for a mother?

- Please.
- Or Lana Turner?

- These are the options?
- I think you had it

pretty good.
- You or Lana

or Joan?
- You know, when I had

my breakdown, I would've killed myself

if it hadn't been for you.

- There it is.

It's just like that, that you say.

I don't know what to do with that.

- I came from nothing and I
made something out of my life.

You come from somewhere and
you're trying to make nothing

out of yours.

I think you should just get
over what happened to you

in your adolescence.

It is time to move on.

- Cut!

- Jack Faulkner?

- Yeah, why?

- The guy that produced
that Cambodian movie?

- I guess.

Why, you know him?

- Ask Evelyn Ames about him.

- Evelyn Ames that's
playing the prostitute?

- Mhm.

- Who loaded the guns?

Okay, quiet down please.

- Can I have your gun, please?

Thank you.

- What, are
we workin' 'til dawn again?

- I don't know.

- He looks over at me and says,

"What am I gonna do without you?"

So, I say, "I don't know.

"Juices, I guess."

- Come on.

- Lots and lots of juices.

Hi.

What?

What's up?
- Could I talk to you

for just for a second?

- Well, sure.

Come on, honey.

It can't be that bad.

- No, no, no.

It's just, it's about this guy.

- Yeah, usually is.

- Bobby said you might know him.

- I guess I might, then.

Who?

- Jack Faulkner.

You know him.

- Well, yeah, you might say that.

- Slept with him.

- Well, I don't know how
much of a rest I got.

Why?

Why, what's the matter?

Has he got--

- No, no, no.

God, I hope not.

- God, you scared me for a second.

I thought you were

from some celebrity
AIDS notification board

or something.
- Could I ask you

a personal question?

- You mean askin' me who I sleep with

isn't personal anymore?

What do you want to know, if I smoke?

- When did you see him last?

- I don't know.

Couple days ago.

Um, Saturday, Saturday afternoon.

- Saturday afternoon.

- Yeah, why?

- I was with him Saturday night.

That's two girls in one day.

- Yeah.

Yeah, that's just the ones we know about.

Imagine what you could pick up about him

if you got one of those satellite dishes.

- How can you laugh?

It's completely disgusting.

Especially in this day and age.

- Hey, you look like somebody
who can take care of herself.

Buy some condoms.

Don't feel bad.

He probably really likes you.

- Yeah.

- Hey, he, he didn't give you
his big Walt Whitman speech,

did he?

The one about genius?

- I don't think so.

- Well, see, that's a good sign.

That's his standard pick-up line.

That and the big
Cambodian speech.

And the thing about
smelling like Catalina.

- That I've heard.

- Well, it's not bad, one out of three.

You're obviously getting some new stuff,

which means he must like you.

- So, well, he goes out
with lots of people.

- Yeah, sure.

That's his big thing.

Women.

You know, so, if you can
just enjoy yourself with him

like he's enjoying himself with you.

That's what I do.

I'm in it for the endolphin rush.

- Endorphin.

- Whatever.

- Good morning, LA.

It's burnt toast and coffee time.

7:30 AM.

- Jack?

Jack?

Morning.

- Hey, babe!

Excuse me, officer.

Would you like to see my ID?

- I've seen it.

- Well, just hold that thought.

Hold it between your knees.

Or, would you join me?

- No, I'm on duty.

- Be right out.

- I saw someone you know last night.

- Yeah?

Who?

- Evelyn, Evelyn Ames.

Yeah.

Where'd you see her?

- On the set.

She's in this movie we're shooting.

- How's it going?

- Great, now that my relaxation
levels have stabilized.

- Those assholes.

I don't know how you put up with 'em.

- Yeah, neither do I.

- I woulda quit.

- Yeah, well, you can't quit.

You know that.

If you quit, no one will hire you again,

and I like working, so--

- Yeah.

- I like Evelyn.

- Yeah, I do, too.

- Yeah, she told me.

- She told you?

- Yeah.

She told me you fucked her
Saturday, Saturday afternoon.

- Jesus, here we go.

- No, here you go straight
from her on Saturday afternoon

to me on Saturday night.

- Excuse me, I didn't know you

had exclusive rights to me.
- Whatever happened

to moderation, whatever
happened to discretion?

- Well, I can't speak for moderation,

but as far as discretion goes,

what were you and Evelyn doing,

comparing notes on the set?
- We weren't,

we weren't comparing notes.

She just told me she
fucked you on Saturday.

- Just like that.

She just marches right up to
you and just blows her wad.

Or did you nose it out of her?
- She said that she

was in it for the endorphins.

Sorry, the endolphins.

You said you loved me.

- I meant it at the time.

- Well, what is it, a viral love?

Kind of a 24-hour thing?

Apparently, Evelyn smells
like Catalina, too.

Must be going around.

I just got out of a drug clinic.

How could you manipulate me

with this shit about feelings?
- Just give me a break,

Will you?

We just met.

- That's what I said to you!

- Look, I think we should just stop this.

This is ridiculous.

I do not like this particular side of you.

- I'm not a box, I don't have sides.

This is it!

One side fits all.

- You are so
competitive, you know that?

- And you're not, I suppose.

- No, I'm not.

- You're just a reaction
to me, is that it?

- You bet.

- You got as far as you
did in show business

by not being competitive.

- That's not competitive, that's ambition.

Ambition combined with talent.

- If you do say so yourself.

- You know what this is?

It's a jealous tantrum.

- I am not jealous.

I'm completely humiliated.

How could you fuck Evelyn
Ames and me on the same day?

- What is it that especially bothers you?

That it was on the same day or
that it was Evelyn Ames, I--

- It's not necessarily
that you fuck around a lot.

It's that you lie about it.

You could've just told me the truth

and then fucked them all.

- Had the cigarette with me.

- That is such bullshit.

Women are always saying, "it's
not the fact that you left.

"It's the way that you did it.

"It's not that you fuck around.

"It's that you lie about."

You're all so full of shit!

It is the fact that I fuck around

and it is the fact that I will leave.

- I have to stop this.

I have to stop this with you.

- Are we breaking up?

- We can't break up.

We were never together.

- That should come as news to you.

You're acting like a wife.

- Better than acting like a whore!

- You are in no position to judge me.

You just got out of a drug clinic.

- Where you belong,
Mr. Pothead, Mr. Vodka,

Mr. Bedroom Eyes.

- What are you, a virgin?

You weren't so hard to
convince that first night.

- I thought we didn't do
anything that first night.

- I lied.

You know, you were a lot more
fun when you were loaded.

And Public Domain was a piece of shit!

- Relax, they're blanks, asshole.

- Next player?

- Our next player,
Bob, is Laura Reynolds!

Come on down!

Laura is the next contestant
on The Price is Right!

- Laura, what do you bid on that?

- 875!

- $875.

Let's hear it from Evelyn.

- 975.

- 975.

- 925.

- 925.

- 976.

- 976.

- Hi, Ma.

I was just looking for
some aspirin.

- Did you find it?

- Yep-

- Good.

- 825.

- 650.

- 650.

- 651.

- 651.

- Why are you still wearing your costume?

- I was in a hurry.

- I have some news.

- What?

You dreamt I lost some weight?

Endorsed a line of clothing?

- Don't be fresh, dear.

Have you forgotten you
have looping this morning?

- Shit.

- How do you expect to get
anywhere in this business

if you don't show up?

Dear.

I have something
inevitable to tell you,

and I don't want you to be angry with me

for having predicted it.

- What?

- Your beloved business
manager, Marty Wiener,

the man you insisted on staying with,

the one I begged you to leave.

- Mom.

- Yes, darling?

- The news.

- I know.

I'm just not anxious to
tell you 'cause I know

how upset you'll be.

I know how upset I was.

Marty Wiener has disappeared.

- Disappeared?

- The police called here yesterday to say

that he is nowhere to be found

and neither is any of his clients' money.

- Meaning what?

That I have no money?

- I don't know.

I'm telling you everything

I know.
- Can't they find him?

Can't I sue him?
- Well, of course

I contacted your stepfather's
lawyer, Samuel Stone,

who is terrific, so he's on it now.

- That's perfect, just perfect.

Thank God I got sober now so
I could be hyper-conscious

for this series of humiliations.

Shit.

Two, three, four, five, six...

- Dear.

It's no good feeling sorry for yourself.

You're gonna have to
overcome these difficulties.

And you might as well
do it with some style.

You know, you could easily make
an enormous amount of money

if you would only sing.

You have a God-given talent
and you just throw it away.

You could be a much bigger star than that

Madonna.
- Madonna.

- She hasn't got half your voice.

You'd have to give up smoking again.

You could make an album.

I could produce it.
- I'm not gonna sing.

- You could do one
- Mom, I'm gonna get out

- of those videos.
- of the business.

If I don't, I'll never
have any kind of a chance

at having a normal life.

- Well.

Let's take this one thing at a time.

First, everyone is always
getting out of the business.

And B, you are just like me.

Some days, I wake up

and feel like I'm talking
- Will you please

- to my armpit.
- stop telling me how

to run my life for a couple of minutes?

Isn't it enough that you were right?

- You feel sorry for
yourself half the time

for having a monster of a mother like me.

Everything about you says,
"Look what you've done to me."

- I never said you were a monster.

- You don't say it, but you feel it.

Somehow, you lay the entire
blame for your drug taking

on me.
- I do not!

I do not, Mother.

I took the drugs, nobody made me.

- Go ahead and say it.

You think I'm an alcoholic.

- Okay.

I think you're an alcoholic.

- Well, maybe I was an alcoholic
when you were a teenager,

but I had a nervous breakdown
when my marriage failed

and I lost all my money.

- That's when I started taking drugs.

- Well, I got over
it, and now I just drink

like an Irish person.
- An Irish person.

I know, you just drink to relax.

You just enjoy your wine, I know.

You've told me, Mother.

You don't want me to be a singer.

You're the singer.

You're the performer.

I can't possibly compete with you.

What if somebody won?

You want me to do well,
just not better than you.

- You are jealous because I can drink

and you can't take drugs any
longer because I can handle it

and you can't.
- You can handle it?

How do you handle it?

- My drinking does not
interfere with my work.

I wish that my mother had
been as concerned about me

when I was a little girl.

Will you please tell me
what is this awful thing

I did to you

when you were a child?
- Okay, you wanna know?

- I wanna know!
- Do you?

- Tell me!
- Okay, fine!

From the time I was nine years old,

you gave me sleeping pills!

- That was over-the-counter medication

and I gave it to you
- Mom!

- Because you couldn't sleep.
- You don't give children

sleeping pills when they can't sleep.

- They were not sleeping pills!

It was store-bought and
it was perfectly safe!

And don't blame me for your drug taking!

I do not blame my mother
for my misfortunes

or for my drinking.

- Well, you don't even
acknowledge that you drink.

How could you possibly blame your mother

for something you don't even do?

Remember my 17th birthday party

when you lifted your skirt up in front

of all those people?
- I did not lift my skirt!

- Including that guy, Michael.
- It twirled up!

You only remember the bad stuff, don't ya?

What about the big band that
I got to play at that party?

Do you remember that?
- Great band.

- No!

You only remember that my
skirt accidentally twirled up!

- And you weren't wearing any underwear.

- Well.

Dear, I am sorry if you think I hurt you.

Everything I did, I did
out of love for you.

I might've done wrong sometimes.

How can you do everything right?

- Can't we just please, let's just stop.

- I made some
mistakes, but I'm human.

Where are you going?

I'm talking to you, Suz--
- I'm gonna go cut

an album, okay?

I'm gonna go have some
fibroid tumors removed, okay?

I'm going to fucking loop.

- You have a Spanish background?

- Yeah, I.

- I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

- What are you sorry about?

- Aren't I late?

I thought I was late.

- No, no, no.

Matter of fact, you're early.

We didn't expect you for
another half an hour.

- Well, so.

Is it okay now?

- Yeah, it's okay now.

Yeah.

- Alright.

- Victor, Miss Vale is here.

Would you put up her reels now, please?

- Okay-

- Wasn't that simple?

Excuse me.

Suzanne, this is our editor, Phil Hartley,

- Hi, how are you?
- and our sound editor,

Elliot Morse.
- Nice to meet you.

- Hi, nice to meet you.
- Ready to roll.

- Thank you!

Shall we begin?

- Yeah.

Could I have some Coke, ca-cola, please?

- Phil, could you get
Suzanne a Coke, please?

- Yeah, sure.

- You're much better in the
film than you deserve to be.

- Good.

I mean, thank you.

I'm sorry I was such a nightmare.

- Well, you seem better now.

- Really?

No, I don't.

- Yeah, better because you're sober and...

- Worse because I'm sober.

- Yes, but worse in a good way.

- Here you go.

- Thank you.

'Cause we have more spirit
and more resources than you.

All it'll cost us is money.

There is isn't enough mommy in the world

to further a cause like yours.

Shit.

- That's as good as it got all day.

We never got a full take after that.

- I know, I'm sorry.

- Don't be sorry, just fix it.

- What?

- Okay, let's try one.

Can I get a low from you, please?

- There isn't enough money in the world

to further a cause like yours.

- Bring it down a little.

- Alright.

'Kay, can you try again, please.

- There isn't enough money in the world

to further a cause like yours.

- Good.

- Okay, let's do it.

- There isn't enough money in the world

to further a cause like yours.

Can I do another one?

- Yeah.

- There isn't enough money in the world

to further a--

I have to do it.

One more time.

There isn't enough money in the world

to further a cause like yours.

- Let's look at that.

- There isn't
enough money in the world

to further a cause like yours.

- Perfect.

Will you guys take,
take five minutes,

will you, please?

- Thank you.

- What could possibly be the matter?

That you've gone back
and corrected the past,

at least in your work?

- Yeah.

- What could be a better metaphor?

It couldn't be something I said.

- Nothing you say to me is as horrible

as what I say to myself,

and at least it's
happening outside my head,

where I can deal with it easier.

- The trouble with you,
you've had it too easy

and you don't even know it.

- No, no.

I do know it.

- You're not gonna get a lot

of sympathy from anybody,
- It's the trouble.

- You know that?

You know how many people
would give their right arm

to be in show business,
to lead the kind of life

that you lead?

- I know, but the trouble
is I can't feel my life.

I can't feel it.

I see it all around me and
I know that

so much of it is good, but I
just take it the wrong way.

It's like this thing
with my mo--, my mother.

I know that she does all this
stuff because she loves me,

but I just can't believe it.

And other stuff.

- I don't know what's
happening with your mother.

Maybe she'll stop mothering
you when you grow up.

- You don't know my mother.

- I don't know your mother.

I know you and I know you'd
make a mother out of anybody.

Look, your mother did it to you

and her mother did it to her,
and back and back and back,

all the way to Eve.

At some point, you stop it
and you just say, "Fuck it.

"I start with me."

- Did you just make that up?

- Well, I was working
on it before you came in.

If you'd come a half an hour later

when you were supposed to, it
would've been better.

- It's pretty good as it is.

- You just like it
'cause it sounds a little

like movie dialogue.

- Yeah, that's me.

I don't want life to imitate art.

I want life to be art.

- Look.

Look at that.

See what you can do?

And you weren't even conscious
in it, for Christ's sake.

Imagine what you could do now.

- Maybe I should just
go back to the clinic.

- HEY-

Growing up is not like in the movies

where you have a realization
and your life changes.

You know, in life, you have a realization

and your life changes a month or so later.

- So, I just have to
wait a month.

- Well, it depends on the realization.

Some of them, you only have
to wait a couple weeks, maybe.

- Ooh.

- Look, you're much better out here coping

than you are in a clinic giving up

because you're gonna be out
here eventually coping anyway.

So, why don't you start now?

Anyway,

you can't go back in the hospital.

I've got a job for ya.

- You wouldn't be ashamed
to work with me again?

- Well, it doesn't start
for a couple of months,

so you have plenty of
time for your realization.

Grow up, leave your mother.

- Thank you, God.

- Did you see what happened?

- What happened?

- Lady plowed her car into a tree.

- Where's the lady, is she alright?

- Who are you?

- I'm her, I'm her daughter.

- Yeah, she hit her head.

Ambulance took her to
Canyon Medical Center.

Look, I'm afraid we had to book her

for driving under the influence.

- Thank you.

- May I help you?
- My mother's...

- Yes, Miss Vale.

Your mother's just getting patched up.

I'll take you to her.

I'm afraid some members of
the press have been alerted

to your mother's presence
here and her arrest.

- Great.

- Doctor, this is Miss Mann's daughter.

- Hey, how ya doin'?

Your mom's gonna be fine.

She's just got a slight contusion,

a superficial head wound.
- Okay.

Yeah, can I see her?

- Yeah, sure, sure.

She's more frightened than anything else.

- There she is, my other monster.

I can't seem to keep you two out

of the hospital lately.
- Are you okay?

- Yeah, she's fine.

She just bumped her head is all.

She was worried about you,
and fathead that she is,

she got into her car and backed up a tree.

I don't know what I'm
doin' in this family.

I got a wild daughter

and a doped-up granddaughter.
- Please, Ma.

- Sure, cry all ya want.

You'll pee less, as my
grandma used to say.

I swear, I don't know
where you get it from,

but you, now you're just spoiled.

All your advantages,
you just throw 'em away.

I told you not to bring her up that way.

But would you listen to me?

No siree Bob.

Well, don't come runnin' to
me now, neither one of ya.

I got my hands full with Grandpa.

- Shut up, Grandma.

- I beg your pardon?

- I should think you would.

- You see there?

Now, if you'd washed
her mouth out with soap

when she was little like I told ya,

maybe she'd have some respect.
- I'm simply suggesting

that we all try to enjoy
each other without having

to assign blame.

- Ooh, listen to Miss Snooty Britches.

"Assign blame," ooh.

- Come on.

- Now, just what do you think

you're doin', young lady?
- I'm moving you

out to the waiting room.

- Well, there's no need to shove.

I'm goin'.

You know what you need?

A good pop on the butt, like
I used to give your mother.

- Yap, yap, yap, yap, yap, yap, yap, yap

yap, yap, yap.

- If I thought I made you feel like that,

I would kill myself.

- Don't say that, even in jest, Ma,

particularly when you're in a hospital.

People might take it the wrong way.

- I suppose she means well.

- Yeah.

She sounds like that voice in your head

that tells you you can't do anything.

- Yeah.

It's true, isn't it?

Where did you go to?

- Looping, but I shouldn't
have left like that.

I'm sorry.

- You don't really think I
don't want you to do well,

do you, dear?

- No, Ma.

And you were right about that guy.

- I'm right about your
doing that music video, too.

Just wait and see.

It's where your big
success will come from.

- It's blood.

Blood on my wig, on my clothes.

All my makeup's come off.

Do I have any eyebrows left?

- Um.

Some, I think.

They're not all rubbed off.

- I hate not having eyebrows.
- I know.

- Ever since the studio shaved them off

and they never grew back.

- Come on, let's put
some makeup on you now.

- Makeup?

You less mad at me now?

- I've always been less mad at you, Mama.

Do you remember when I was a little girl

and you always used to write
notes to the school saying,

"Please excuse Suzanne
from her morning classes,

"as she has insomnia and
needs to get some sleep."

- When you were sick, I'd sing
you that little song, too.

♫ Little drops of water

♫ Little grains of sand

♫ Make the mighty ocean

♫ And the pleasant land

You know, dear?

- I think I'm, um...

I think I'm sort of jealous of you.

And that is because, well,

it being your turn and all.

And I think I find it tough to face

that mine is almost over.

It's real important to enjoy your turn.

And it would help me a lot if I knew

that one of us enjoyed our youth.

Let me see my mirror.

Dear.

Look at this.

You know, I don't mind getting old.

I never thought I'd
live this long, anyway.

What I do mind is looking old.

My eyebrow pencil, okay?

- Mhm.

Here.

- You know, it's in my will
that they don't bury me

without my eyebrows.

I do not go

in the ground
- In the ground

- without them.
- without them, I know.

- Think I should have liposuction?

- Yeah.
- Like under here?

- There's press out there, Mama.

- I figured.

The Enquirer or The Star, Variety...

- Doris Mann in
drunken brawl with tree.

- Doris Mann, still
distraught over divorce

from Tony Vale 25 years
ago, attempts suicide

with lethal oak.

How do I look?

Not bad for an old-timer, huh?

- I'll say.

- Hand your old mother her coat.

Never let 'em see ya ache.

That's what Mr. Mayer used to say.

Or was it ass?

Never let 'em see your ass?

Anyway.

You know what my mother
said to me yesterday?

- I don't know, what?

- She said that I put on
airs, that I use big words

like gesture and devastate.

I don't think they're
so awfully big, do you?

- No, Ma.

- What am I supposed to
do, sound like a hick

the rest of my life
just to make her happy?

♫ And the farmer hauled another load away

Well, compared to
the end of the world.

Let's go get 'em, baby.

Seems like it takes a crisis
to bring us together lately,

doesn't it?

- Like war buddies.

- Sid speaks!

- No, no, don't laugh, dear.

The man is also a dynamo in bed.

Still waters, you know.

- Yeah.

- My scarf, where is
my, oh, I'm wearing it.

- We
should get a family rate

at this place at least.

- Okay.

- She seems to be feeling a lot better.

- We're designed more for
public than for private.

- Did you ever get my flowers?

- I'm alright.

- You're the guy.

- I pumped your stomach.

- God.

God, I'm really.

Well, thanks for the
flowers and everything.

- How ya doin' with the drugs?

- I want to do them all the time.

- That's not unusual.

It sometimes never goes away.

- How you talk.

- But have you done any?

- Um, um...

Almost.

Sometimes I want to do them so bad,

I have to put my head
down 'till it passes, but,

I just go to an AA meeting or, in fact,

I should.

- How'd ya like to go to
a movie with me sometime?

- Okay.

We could go see Valley of the Dolls.

We could say fate brought us together.

- Yeah, fate and too many painkillers.

Here.

- Always my favorite combination.

- Thanks.

- But it can't be a date, date.

- Why not?

- 'Cause...

Because I'm not ready.

- Okay.

I understand that.

I'll wait.

- Miss Mann,
what are your plans

for the future?

- To go on drinking.

- What's your next project?

- This way, darling.

- Thank you so much.
- You oughta take a long nap.

- Okay, people, we're gonna try one.

Please don't go over your marks.

Very crucial for camera.

Let's go to number one, please.

- Let's clang the bell, please.

- Can we watch from here?

- No, no, no.

They're gonna be working here.

- Aw, I want you to see it.

- I'll see it.

- Pulley!

- Scene.

- Marker.

♫ Pull back them dark and dusty drapes

♫ And let in some light

♫ Here, bellboy, come and get my trunk

♫ 'Cause I'm leavin' here tonight

♫ Well, I've packed my bags

♫ And I paid my bill

♫ And I'm turnin' in my key

♫ And if those sad souls down in the lobby

♫ Ask for me

♫ Just tell 'em I'm checkin' out

♫ Of this heartbreak hotel

♫ I ain't gonna live on
lonely street no more

♫ No more

♫ I've found a new love

♫ And a new place to dwell

♫ Where teardrops ain't soakin' the floor

♫ So, take down my suitcase

♫ And hand me my hat

♫ I'm goin' from sleazy to swell

♫ Give that desk clerk a dime

♫ And you can just tell
him that I'm checkin' out

♫ Of this heartbreak hotel

♫ You can give that sad
bellhop my bebop blues guitar

♫ 'Cause I'm only gonna sing
them sweet songs from now on

♫ Yeah

♫ And you can tell that old bartender

♫ He might as well close down the bar

♫ 'Cause chugaluggin'
Sally's packed and gone

♫ Through that gray windowpane

♫ It always looked like rain

♫ But there's sunshine outside, I can tell

♫ Open up that door

♫ I'm leavin' and I won't be back no more

♫ I'm checkin' out of
this heartbreak hotel

♫ Checkin' out

♫ Of this heartbreak

♫ Hotel

- Cut!

Print!

- End mark.

♫ I'm checkin' out of
this heartbreak hotel

♫ I ain't gonna live on
lonely street no more

♫ I've found a new love

♫ And a new place to dwell

♫ Where teardrops ain't soakin' the floor

♫ Take down my suitcase and hand me my hat

♫ I'm goin' from sleazy to swell

♫ Open up that door

♫ I'm leavin' and I won't be back no more

♫ I'm checkin' out

♫ Of this heartbreak hotel

♫ Through this gray windowpane

♫ It always looked like rain

♫ But there's sunshine outside, I can tell

♫ Open up that door

♫ I'm leavin' and I won't be back no more

♫ I'm checkin' out of
this heartbreak hotel

♫ Take down my suitcase and hand me my hat

♫ I'm goin' from sleazy to swell

♫ Open up that door

♫ I'm leavin' and I won't be back no more

♫ I'm checkin' out of
this heartbreak hotel

♫ Checkin' out of this heartbreak hotel