All language subtitles for 22222My Life 1993

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)
"Star light, star bright

"First star I see tonight

"I wish I may,
I wish I might

"Have the wish
I wish tonight"

Dear, God, please, please,

I wish for there to be
a circus in my backyard
tomorrow afternoon,

when I come home from school.

Not a fake circus,
a real circus,

with clowns and acrobats
and everything.

If you do this,
I'll tell everybody.

You'll be on television
and you'll be
in the newspapers.

And you'll get
more money for church.

Please, God, please.
Make this come true.

All right now, children,
I want you to tear a page

neatly out of
your notebooks,

and copy the address down
just as Bobbie's writing it
here on the board.

All right?
Oh, isn't
this exciting?

How many children
have relatives
in the circus?

I bet your regular
teacher wishes
she was here today.

And there's gonna be clowns,
a trapeze and horses
and everything.

All in your backyard. Hmph!
Isn't that thrilling?

Yeah. And everybody
from school gets in free.

TEACHER:
Oh, that's nice.

Now, children, I want
you to be sure and write
down the time, all right?

It's 3:30.
Can you write that?

(CHEERING AND LAUGHING)

Hey, hey, son!

(BELL DINGING)

Are we going to see
the surprise?

What is this circus?

Where is
the circus?
I don't know.

But it was
supposed to be here.
It was supposed to come.

Hi. My name is Bob...

Oh, shit.

(MUMBLES)

Hmm.

Okay.

Hi. My name
is Bob Jones.

I was born in Detroit,
Michigan in 19... Damn!

Okay. (CLEARING THROAT)

My, uh, my name...

I am, uh...

Bob Jones.
Robert Jones.

Formerly Bobbie Jones.

Formerly,

Bobbie Ivanovich,
actually.

I am, uh...

Those are my...
This... That's who...
Oh, I hate this.

Okay, look. I'm just
gonna do this, okay?

Sorry if it doesn't all make
sense, but, uh, I may not have
a lot of time here, so...

The fact is,

I'm supposed to be dying.

Um, I've got a disease
called cancer.

There are a lot of
different kinds of cancer.

Mine started in my kidneys,
spread to my lungs.

Now, I have a doctor,
nice enough guy,

says, uh, we're gonna try
all kinds of
experimental therapies.

But the truth is
he really doesn't think
I'm gonna make it.

I plan to prove him wrong.
Now the tricky part here
is not that, uh,

I'm supposed to be dying,
but that, uh,

you're about to be born.

Okay?
Here are some facts.

We all die.

Not pleasant, but we do.
It happens.

I could get hit
by a truck tomorrow.

Hopefully not a large truck.

I could, uh, be sleeping,

palm tree crashes through
the bedroom ceiling, kills me.

It's over. Could happen.

If something
like that did happen,
it would really be a drag

because there are a lot
of things I wanna tell you
and say to you.

Uh...

There's not a lot
you can trust in this world.
There just isn't.

So I wanted to leave
you this videotape,

for better
or for worse, so that

you know something
about me, who I am.

Well, this is me.

Came into the world weighing
8 pounds, 9 ounces,
21 inches tall.

Eyes, blue. Hair, none.

Uh, let's... Look at this.

Oh, my goodness.

Look at this. (LAUGHS)

It's amazing.
How is that possible?

Who the heck is this guy?
He looks like a loose
kind of guy, doesn't he?

One of the members of
the family who just got out of
a mental institution, I think.

Mmm, look at this.
Looks like the
meat packers union.

(CHUCKLES)

None of these people
will ever become a member
of a dance troupe.

You can bet on that.

Oh. Here's a picture
of me and my mom, Rose.

She said there were
12 tornadoes in Detroit
the day I was born.

Twelve tornadoes.
Four people died.

She always said
I was a natural disaster.

Oh, here you go.
This is my dad.
Take note of that.

It's one of the few pictures
you'll see of my dad awake.

See what I mean?
Look there.

To get my dad off the couch,
you had to say the sale light
was on at Kmart.

(CHUCKLING)
Okay. These primitive
life forms you see here

are, uh, your relatives,
actually, grazing
and foraging in Detroit.

(WHISTLES) They still live
there, so the chance of you
seeing them are pretty slim.

I think it's important
for you to see this
so that you realize,

you know, who you are
isn't necessarily
all your fault.

You can blame it
on the gene pool.

Here's your grandfather
lightin' up a smoke.

Oh, there's me
and your Uncle Paul,
my brother and your uncle.

As you can tell
from these movies,

the chances
of a Nike contract
in your future are slim.

Sorry.

Oh, my Uncle Marco
used to pack us
in his station wagon,

take us all
these places.

And, uh, we used
to go to this place,
this amusement park.

That was called
the Screamer, right there,
that roller coaster.

And my Uncle Marco
thought it was a good idea

to put me on this thing
and said I was gonna
have a lot of fun.

Stupidest thing I ever did.
Thought I was gonna die.

That's where I first learned
the meaning of the word fear.

First and last
roller coaster ride you're
lookin' at right there.

Here's another shot
of your Uncle Paul. He used
to be a schoolteacher, Paul.

Taught social studies.
Now he works for my dad,
junk dealer.

We don't talk
too much anymore.
I hate these things.

I hate other people's
home movies. I hate
my own home movies.

(SIGHING) And I always did.

Eleanor called today.

She wanted to know
if I'd be treasurer
again this year.

(CLEARING THROAT)

What'd you say?

What could I say?
"I can't. I'm going fishing
for the next 150 years."

Very funny.

You know,
it's something we're gonna
have to tell people.

Yeah.
Don't forget to tell me
when that is, okay?

Amazing, isn't it?

There's just
no appropriate
etiquette for this.

Yeah, you'd think
Hallmark would have come up
with something by now.

You know,
"Due to an unexpected
terminal illness,

"Bob Jones regrets
to inform you..."

Or you can leave it
on your answering machine.

"Hi, this is Bob Jones.
I'm dead right now.

"But if you leave
your name, number and time
that you called..."

(GASPING)

Here.

Water.
I hate this.

Oh, I hate this.

Hey.
(GASPING)

(SIGHS)

Son of a bitch.

This is ridiculous.

(SIGHS)

I don't have time for this.

Okay.

Call her up.
Tell Cynthia we got her
a spot on the Today Show.

Yeah. She'll be happy.

They're gonna do it
at her house. Yeah.
Hey, you know what?

Tell her to do something
with that kitchen. Rent some
groceries or something.

Yeah. Okay.
Hold on a minute.

Got any messages
for the office?
Mmm-mmm.

All right,
see you in a minute.

Hey. Equal time.
Now can we talk for a minute?
This is important.

I spoke with Robin
yesterday about that
Chinese healer.

Don't give me that look.
He helped her father.

Oh, hon, a healer.
Come on.

I may have cancer,
but it's not in my brain.

Besides, you know
what they say about
Chinese healers.

They heal you. You feel fine.
Half hour later,
you need to be healed again.

Hon, listen to me.

Eight percent of all people
on Interleukin-2 have
total remission.

Survival for people
on laetrile is around 6%.

I figure if you add up
all the percentages of
all the things I'm trying,

I've got about
a 122% chance
of survival here.

Come on. Don't give up
hope on me, babe.

BOB: Okay, um,

tell George to go over
to Oshman's and pick up
some baseball bats,

gloves and t-shirts
and balls and stuff and
send 'em over to Randy Spikes.

Tell him to get his kid
in little league.

We'll worry about
the contracts later.

That's so sweet.

Yeah, I'm a wonderful
human being. All right,
what next? Uh, telegram.

Hey! George, come on in.
Gimme a minute, would you?
Get the door.

Thanks.

Hey, how'd it go?
You finish it up?

It's not gonna work,
Mr. Jones.

It's just not happening.
Maybe I'm not the person
to do this.

No, no. You wanted to be
a filmmaker, right?
This is your shot.

I know. I'm sorry.

Maybe you need
a professional,

someone who knows
how to open people up...

No, no. You're great.
You're the man, George.

I'm sure.
Let me see the tape.

You got the tape.
Let me see it.

It's not very good.
I don't think...

Come on. Come on.
Let's go look at it.

Okay.

Oh, hold on.
I left my lens cap on.

All right, I'm ready.
Rolling.

What exactly does he want?

GEORGE: Just a few
words. Things you
remember about him,

funny moments,
things like that.

What's he want this for?
I don't know exactly.

I think it's some kind
of a surprise. He doesn't
want his wife to know.

Has anyone else done it?
Brenda.

(EXASPERATED SIGH)

Look, why don't you get
somebody else
to do this first, okay?

Bob Jones is one
of the great men
in public relations.

LA Magazine rated him
one of the top-10 most
powerful men in the field.

He's charming,
clever, funny,
a real wheeler-dealer.

This is good.

GEORGE: What about
personal stuff?

Personal?

Yeah. Whatever
you talk about
outside the office.

Sports, movies.
Come on. You know.

He loves the Raiders.

There. I love the Raiders.
Okay. Good, good.

I've known Mr. Jones
for five months now,

and he's the best boss
I've ever had.

Ever.

He never complains
when I disconnect him,

or lose a call or give him
the wrong phone message.

He's very
compassionate, and...

I just think
he's a really great guy.

(EXCLAIMS)
Can I do it one more time?
One more, I swear.

I'll get it right.
We did it
four times.

Four times?
Yeah.

MAN: You sure it's off?

Oh, no. I didn't
know this recorded.

MAN: Well, the truth is,
I mean, um...
I wanna see this.

I don't really know him.
I don't know if anybody
really knows him.

I mean, um,
including himself.

He's not exactly what
you'd call an examined life.

Well, God, this is tricky.
I mean, uh...

I mean, the truth is
he's really a product
of his own PR.

GEORGE: What do you mean?

Well, I mean, like, his MBA.
He told everybody he went to
the University of Michigan.

In fact, he graduated
from Wayne State. Only spent
one semester at Michigan.

(SCOFFS)

Oh, he's brilliant
with resumes.

His name's not even Jones.
It's, uh,
Ivanovich or something.

Why is that light blinking?

I think it means
the battery's charged.

Uh-huh.

This is terrible.
Isn't there anything
nice you could say?

Go ahead. Start it.
I'll talk about
his charity work.

He'll like that.
Okay. I'm ready. Rolling.

I didn't know
that recorded.

No, that's okay.
It's all right.

Good job, man.

I'm really sorry,
Mr. Jones.

What? It's good.
It's very good.

It's terrific.
Don't worry about it.

That's the idea.

(DOOR SHUTS)

WOMAN: Thanks, Sandy.

GAIL: Rosemary asked us
to dinner, but don't
worry, I didn't commit.

And Dr. Califano's
office called.

They wanna
see us on Friday.

Test results.

Are you listening?

I can't eat any of this.

Well, how about some
plain chicken? We can
ask them to boil it.

Yeah, but I'm gonna throw up
all over the table.
I can't eat this.

Okay. What about
some plain rice?
That shouldn't upset your...

Gail, come on.
We didn't come here for me.

You been craving
Cuban food all week.

Just order.

(SIGHS)

I, um...
(CLEARING THROAT)

I wanted to tell you
something else.

I'm having
another ultrasound.

Not right away,
down the road.
I'd like you to be there.

Wait. Before you
reject this,
just listen.

I think it would be good
for you. It will give us
a picture of the baby.

You'll be able to see it.
We might even find out
if it's a boy or a girl.

We could choose a name,

buy clothes.

I need to share this
with you, Bob.

Don't make me go
through it alone,
please. It's our baby.

Don't pretend it away.
I'm not pretending it away.

I'm setting up trust funds.
I'm preparing for its future.

What kind of pretending
is that?

Damn it.

Bob, please.

Love us.

Doris. Wow! Look at this.

Green sludge
and my mother-in-law,

together in
the same room.

Boy, it doesn't get
much better than this,
does it?

Hiya, Bobbie.

What'd you do,
wake up at the crack of dawn?

Oh, beautiful morning.
Just felt like a drive.

I wanted to visit
my daughter.

Really? She didn't
call you to tempt you
with leftover Cuban food?

I'm too old for temptations,
Bob, especially leftovers.

Well, here's to many
such fine mornings.
Down the hatch.

God, how can
you drink that?

Not too bad really
when you get to that
chewy center.

Mmm. It's really good.
That's disgusting.

Really?
Yeah.

Sorry. Sure you
don't want some?

Thanks. Maybe next time.

Might not be
a next time, Do.

Mmm. You know,
you married a saint.

I know.
It's the balance
of nature.

Together, we almost
make a normal person.

I called your parents
this morning.
You're kidding.

What'd you do
that for?
Somebody had to.

I told them you were
having tests.

They were grateful to know.
You should call 'em

I talk to them all the time.
I just called them,
when was it?

Four months ago, when we
found out I was pregnant.
You didn't say two words.

Your mom sounded concerned.

Concerned?
If she loves me so much,

why doesn't she get
on an airplane and come
on out here and see me?

Fly? She doesn't
love God that much.

You should call her.

Why? We have
one conversation.

I don't need to keep
having it over
and over again.

Be grateful they're there.

Look. I spent 20 years
trying to get out of Detroit.

I don't need to go back.

Paul's getting married.

You're kidding.

To whom?

I don't know.
Anya something. Your mom
said she was lovely.

Anya. Yeah, that's perfect.

Probably in food services
or sanitation,
somethin' like that.

It's April 21st.
I thought it might
be nice if we went.

You mean we're invited?

Look. Forget it.
I'll probably be dead
by that time anyway.

Great.
Then we'll have the perfect
excuse of not showing up.

Come on. We haven't
been there in four years.

Will you at least
think about it?

I'll see.

We need family, Bob.

It's true.
If it wasn't for my mom,
who would I have?

Hmm?

You'd have me.

DR. CALIFANO: We got the lab
reports back this morning.

I'm sorry, Bob.
They don't look very good.

There's been no reduction
in tumor size or density.

And based on your response
to the Interleukin therapy,

I can't recommend
further treatment.

We're losing ground, Bob.

The tumor's growing,
and I think you have
to face things as they are.

Of course, we'll continue
to monitor everything.

You could still have
three or four months.

I think you should
aim for that.

Four months.

You have a spring
to look forward to.

The symptoms won't be
too bad. We have drugs
to manage the pain.

What if I wanna do
the treatment again?

What if I elect to do it?
Are you gonna stop me?

Are you gonna get
a court order to stop me?

I can't believe
you're asking this.

The Interleukin
nearly killed you.

It was touch and go
for six hours.
And it didn't work.

Come on.

(SCOFFS)

I'm still in the game
here, man, you know?

Come on. One more.

I mean, there are
a lot of other therapies.

Lot of other, uh,
treatments... Right?

Bob, don't make this any more
painful than it has to be.

You don't have a lot
of time left. Don't waste
it in futile searches.

Medicine has got
some terrible limitations.

And I wish there were
something more I could say.

There just aren't
any words.

...Thursday at 2:00 PM.

NURSE: Mr. Jones...

Who the hell do
you think you are?

You think you can take away
my hope like that?

Let me tell
you something.

That's all I have.
Got it?

That's all I have.

I'm gonna beat
this thing, Gail.

I'll beat it.

I know.

Look at this.
This is crazy.

We're gonna be lucky
if we get out of here
without getting hit

by a wrecking ball.

Just close your eyes.

Let's go home.

No, we're not going
anywhere. Robin's father
had pancreatic cancer.

Now he doesn't.
That's all I need
to know. Come on.

Look at this. How can they
fix bodies? They can't even
fix their own hallways.

That's what
we're gonna find out.
Okay.

Here. 202.

Which of these things
doesn't belong here?
Pick two.

Here. Read something.

Oh. Thanks.

Oh, good.
Sports. Great.

(DISTANT SIREN WAILING)

I feel better already.
Let's go.

HO: Mr. Jones?

Take off your shoes
and lie down.

How you doin'?

Look. Just so you know.
I'm looking for
a miracle here, so...

Do you believe
in miracles?

I will if this works.

Uh-huh.
Very bad stomach, huh?

You take
too much Rolaids.

Yeah, I do.
How'd you know that?

It fell out of
your pocket. Half empty.

Pretty good.

Mmm-hmm.

You had your appendix
out a long time ago.

You were a child.

Yes?

Four or five?

Five.

Five. That's
what I thought.

Aha. The tumors are here.

In the lungs.
Two of them.

Very big.

Mmm-hmm. The disease
comes from the kidneys.

Very sick.

You just get
comfortable.

I work.

(BREATHING DEEPLY)

(GASPING)

You must relax. Relax.

I am relaxed.

Where's Gail?

What is that?
That hurt.

You fight me.

You make it hard
for me to do.

You hold
too much anger inside.
It poisons you.

I'm not holdin' on
to anything.

Do you want
to carry so much pain
into your next life?

My next life?

The last second
of your life

is the most important
moment of all.

It's everything
you are,

ever said,

ever thought,
all rolled into one.

That is the seed
of your next life.

Until that last moment,
you still have time.

You can change
everything.

You can let go of your fear.
You can let go of your anger.

(EXHALES)

I'm not angry, okay?

He's a quack.
A total charlatan quack.

You didn't
feel anything?

Yeah, I felt
the urge to get out.

Guy actually
smelled my wrist.

How about that?

Kept telling me
how angry I was,
stupid son of a bitch.

What else did he say?

Eh, I had no faith.

A bunch of bullshit.
Life is always
trying to talk to me.

Life is always
sending me
invitations.

Yeah, I'd like to know
what invitation
life sent me.

You got one to your
brother's wedding.

I don't think
that's what he meant.

Man, come on.

What the hell has
gotten into you?

Reincarnation?

I just wanna know
if you believe in it.

I don't know.

Put it on the ballot,
I'll vote for it, okay?

Why?
I don't know. I just been
thinking about it lately.

Thinking about it?
What's to think about?

(CHUCKLES)

Come on, Bob.

You make, uh, what,
250 a year?

You're in the top
one percentile
in the country.

Stop contemplating
the afterlife
and enjoy this one.

I mean,
don't you ever think,

you know,
what this all is?

Why you're here,
who you really are?

You never think
about that?
No.

Never?
No!

What is with you
all of a sudden?
You're a philosopher?

I took philosophy
in college.
It got me nowhere.

Are you happy?
Come on, Bob.

No, wait a minute.
Listen to me.

When is the last time
you said,

"You know,
I'm really happy"?

Okay. I was really happy
when I was beating you
at racquetball.

I am really happy
right now taking
this sauna.

I have been happy
all day up until this
ridiculous conversation.

You okay?
Yeah.

Why? I mean,
why did you ask me that?

Because you're acting
a little weird
in your old age.

You gotta learn to stop
tormenting yourself
so much.

Turn it off.

Hello.

Hi. Carol Sandman?

Sandman?
Boy, that was
a long time ago.

Who are you?
What's with
this camera?

Uh, I'm Bob.

I'm, uh, Bob Ivanovich?

Bobbie?
Hi. Do you remember me?

Oh, my God.
Bobbie?

I don't believe this.

What are you doing here?
How did you find me?

Uh, do you remember
Tony Farantino?

Tony.

I ran into him,
and he told me
you lived out here.

Oh, my God.
This is so amazing.
I mean...

It's got to be, what,
25, 30 years?

Look at you.
You're all grown up.

Body hair
and everything.

I just can't
believe this.

It's so amazing.

I mean, how can you
not remember anything?

You lived
right next door to me,
for crying out loud.

I know. I must have
repressed everything.

I mean, I remember
your parents vaguely.

And I remember
your brother.

Oh, he's married now.
He has three kids

and he owns a gun shop
in San Antonio.

Really?
It's so good
to see you.

Thanks.
I've got
two kids myself.

I know it looks
like a lot more.

My oldest, Mara,
is in preschool,

and Sophia
is probably gonna
wake up any minute now

so you'll meet her.
Thanks.

Well, Gail and I
are having our first one.

Oh, Bobbie,
that's so exciting.
A little Bobbie.

It is very exciting.
In fact, that's what
the tape is for.

I wanted to make
something to show him or her,
whomever it's going to be,

you know, who I was.

That's a great idea.
That really is.

Yeah.
There's only one problem.
I can't remember anything.

Oh, come on.
Sure you can.
Uh-uh.

You don't remember
how you and me used to
laugh together for hours?

(LAUGHS) No.

Oh, and we used to
sit in my bedroom
and listen to Petula Clark

sing Downtown
over and over again,
and you would dance.

I danced?
I was a dancer.
You danced.

(LAUGHING)

Oh, and you were so funny.
You were always
making up stories.

Like once you tried to
convince us that your dad
was a secret FBI agent.

You remember that?
Oh, well, my dad
was an secret FBI agent.

That part was true.

And how when you grew up,
you were going to famous?

No, I don't remember.

And you always
had these dreams.

And I mean,
look at you.

You made it happen.
It's really amazing.

Well, I mean,
I don't know...

You did.
Kind of, yeah.

(SOPHIA CRYING)
Oop, here we go.
Baby time.

CAROL: That's good.
That looks natural.

Yeah?
Doesn't feel natural.

Oh, it just takes
a little practice.

You're gonna be
a really great father.
I can tell. Really.

Yeah, what do you know
that I don't know?

Here. Let's trade.

Here you go.
Yeah. Got it?

Yeah. There we are.

There we are.

You know what
my Uncle Rudy
always used to say?

He said
the best thing parents
can do for their kids

is just love each other.

"Kids need to
marinate in love,"
he said,

"And after about 16 years,
they're really juicy."

That's great.

See, I knew I needed
to see you for something.

Well, seek
and ye shall find.
Yeah.

I never been
much of a seeker.

Hey, what are you
talking about?

You're here,
you found me,
didn't you?

It's really great
to be here, Carol.

(LAUGHING)

(BEEPS)

Okay. Uh, music.

This is actually
a pretty important
subject.

Uh, try to stay
with the classics.
I would say, uh,

Stones, Elvis,
Stevie Wonder, James Brown
always. Anything Motown.

Uh, don't get into
any trendy music,
you know?

Anything where a guy
would set himself on fire,
I would avoid.

Your mother is going to be
of no help in this area.

She will try to
fill your head
with show tunes.

If she starts singing...

* Some enchanted evening
you will meet... *

Turn and run
the opposite direction.

Otherwise, you're gonna
have South Pacific
coming out your nostrils.

Uh, Temps. Temptations.

Can't lose.

You can't lose
with the Temps.
Uh, Smokey...

(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

What next?

All right, now,
this is a little bit
of a delicate subject.

Someday your mom
may want to get
married again.

And this might
make you feel
a little strange

or even a little angry,

like maybe she's
being disloyal to me.

Well, let's think
this over.

Your mom is a pretty
wonderful person.

She's funny and nice
and pretty and smart.

She married me,
didn't she?

And she might also
get lonely, and maybe
she'll meet some guy

who's a really nice guy
and you really like him,

and he plays
baseball with you,

and takes you
to Lakers games.

And don't worry about me
being jealous 'cause...

Well, I might be
a little jealous,

'cause he'll be doing
all the things that
I wanna do with you.

But if he's smart,

he won't ever try
to take my place.

'Cause you know
and I know

that I'm your dad,
and that's never
gonna change, ever.

I'm not saying
this is going
to happen for sure.

I'm just saying
if it happens,

I wanted you
to know how I feel.

I mean, we both
want your mom
to be happy.

Don't we?

Why didn't you tell me?

I couldn't.

(SIGHS)

Well, I wish I could
tell you that I love it,

that I admire
what you've done.

But mostly I...

It just really
hurts me, Bob.

I know
maybe it shouldn't,
but it does.

Why can't you tell me
these things?

Why is it you can tell
all this to a camera,

you can open your heart
to a machine?

I'm flesh and blood.

I'm here
for you anytime.

Your silence isn't
protecting me, Bob.

I feel like
I've already lost you.

Like we've lost
each other.

What do you
want me to say?

Don't say anything.
Just hear me.

Bob, I need you.
I need you too.
I can't do this alone.

I need you to be there.

(CRYING)

How can I be there?

Let me inside.

Share what
you're feeling.

That's all I need.

(THUNDER CLAPPING)

(PANTING)

(CREATURE GROWLING)

(PANTING)

Bob! Bob,
it's all right.

It's all right.
It's okay. I'm here.

Hey, it's all right.

I don't wanna die.

Don't let me die, Gail.

No, it's okay.

It's okay.

I wanna live.

I know.

I wanna live.

HO: If you want
to know the truth,

I'm surprised
you came back.

BOB:
If you wanna know
the truth, so am I.

Most people
like you come once.

Then never see
them again.

My wife talked me
into it.

Oh, she's very
good woman.

Yeah, she is,
very good.

That's why I married her
as a matter of fact.

It's not enough
to marry goodness.

You have to find it
in yourself.

Try and relax.

I am relaxed.

Mmm-hmm. Yeah.

(DISTANT SIREN WAILING)

(GASPING)
What the hell are
you doing to me?

That was good.
I got some poison out.

Now I can see
more clearly.

Your anger
is very deep
and very old.

Who you
been talking to,
my wife?

I talk to nobody.

I just listen
to your heart.

But if you listen to it,
you will not need me.

Your heart
is crying out.

Forgive.

Forgive who?

I don't have anybody
to forgive.

BOB: Here we are,
winging our way across
the breadbasket of America,

on our way to
picturesque Detroit.

Now, do you wanna know why
we're making this epic
2,000 mile journey?

Let me put on your mom,
who will explain
to you why. Mom?

Tell your child
why it is we're going
back to the one place

I tried hardest
to get away from.

Because your Uncle Paul
is getting married,
and they invited us to come.

Oh, because this video
wouldn't be complete

without showing
where your father
used to live.

Right.
Because your father
needs to see his family.

You want more?
No. See?

BOB: (IN DEEP VOICE)
Here we are with the
Detroit Police Department

on a secret raid
in a hotel room in suburban
drug-infested Detroit.

Here's the suspect
over here,

lying flat,
passed out on the bed.

Begin undercover operation.
Let's go right
under the covers.

Ooh. Suspect
has good legs.

And a really big tummy.

Bob, what are
you doing, hmm?

Open your eyes.

I want to see
if your pupils
are dilated.

Oh, come on.
Go shoot something useful.

You don't mind,
do you, honey?

You take your pills?

Fully medicated, babe.

Just drive carefully.

(GIGGLING)

Joking.
See you. Oh!

(LAUGHING)

Oh. Am I bleeding?

Hmm.

(BUZZING)

It's so small.

(CHUCKLING)

Mommy! Mommy!
Oh, it's okay.

It's okay.
I'm Bob Jones.

Er, Ivanovich.
I lived here.

This used to be my house.

Years ago.
It's okay, really.

Do you mind...
Sure. Go ahead.

Hi.

Did you used to sleep
up here, too?

Yeah.
When I was little,

about your age.

In my bed?

No. No, I had my own bed,

right here against the wall,
right by the window,

and the people who lived
over here were called Sandman.

That's the Robinsons,
they live there, now.

Oh, yeah?

My brother's bed
used to be right
over there.

We used to talk
all night long.

You want to see
where I hide?

Sure.

Ah.

I used to hide in here.

It's a good
hiding spot,
isn't it?

GIRL: Yeah.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Bobbie?

What are you
doing in there?

What is all this
about a circus?

Nothing.
I didn't do anything.

Are you lying to me?

You're the liar.

You said you were gonna
take us to the circus.

You promised.

No, Bobbie.
I did not promise.

I said I would try.

You promise things,
but you never do them.

What is it you want, Bobbie?

You want food on the table?

People have to work.

That's all you ever do.
You always work.

You're never, ever home.
You never do anything
with us.

I hate you.
I hate you.

GAIL: I never heard
that story before.
How come you never told me?

I totally forgot about it.

I must have blanked it out
or something. How's this?

Can you imagine?

I invited my entire class

to a circus in my back yard.

Why would I do
something like that?

Maybe for attention.

Yeah, maybe.

I mean,

I really thought
it would be there.

I thought I'd go home
and there'd be a circus there.
I really believed it.

* Someday
I'll wish upon a star

* And wake up where
the clouds are far behind me

Why are you doing that?

* Where troubles
melt like lemon drops

* Away upon
the chimney tops

Okay. All right.

* That's where
you'll find me

* Somewhere over the rainbow
bluebirds... *

The people are
gonna be, like...
(BANGS WALL)

...next door

(GAIL LAUGHS)

You're a believer.

It's so weird.

I don't even know
who that person was.

Oh, come on.
Sounds just like you.

What do you mean?

You're still a ringmaster.

Bob Jones,
public relations,

except instead
of wishing for circuses,
you're creating them.

You got 20 rings all going
at the same time.

It's really sweet.

Hmm.

In some ways you're
still just that little boy.

(SIGHS)

"Star light, star bright

"First star I see tonight

"I wish I may,
I wish I might

"Have the wish
I wish tonight"

Please, God,

just let me
live long enough
to see my child.

That's all I'm asking.

How do I look?

I feel fat.

Don't worry about it.

They'd love you.

Come on.

Bobbie! Oh, my God!
Gail and Bobbie! Oh!

Rose, come here!
Mr. Hollywood.

How are things in movie land?

Bobbie! Bobbie!

Come here.
Give me a kiss!

Gail, look at that tummy.

I know.

Bobbie, how are you?

MAN: You're gonna be
a grandfather, huh?

I'm glad to look at you.

Gail!

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

Two words.
Weight Watchers.

I thought instead of having
a wedding I'd be having
a nervous breakdown,

because my husband
wasn't at the church.

He and the best man
got lost.

He always got lost.

(LAUGHING)
You remember.

Well, I don't know
about the rest of you

but I have a wedding
to attend to tomorrow.

Let's go, honey.
It's getting late.

Ooh, it is getting late.
Goodbye, everybody.

Bye-bye.
Bye.

Hey, Bob,

don't you ever
come out from behind
that thing, huh?

Nah.

Just kidding.

Okay, hi.
My name is Paul.
I'm your uncle,

your father's baby brother,

the one he hasn't talked to
in nearly two years.

Got that in there.

And this is my fiancee,
Annie. Annie Stasiuk.

Not for long.

And over there
is her parents,
Lida and Nestor.

I'm Lida.
I'm Nestor.

(WHEEZING COUGH)

BOB: This is my dad,
your grandfather,

Bill Ivanovich.
Dad, wake up.

Wave away that smoke
and say hello.

Hello?

(LAUGHING) Okay.

This is Rose.

This is your grandmother.

It's my mom.
Come on, Rose,

say something
to the camera.

I've got nothing to say.

Stop hiding
behind that thing.

Let us see you.

Turn it off, already.
Ma, Ma.

It's not a lineup.

You're not in the mafia,
are you?

Turn it off.
(BILL COUGHING)

God, my back
is killing me.

I gotta get out
of this stuff.

So scary.

Smartest thing I ever did
was get away from here.

They really
love you, though.

Underneath it all,
you can feel it,

you really can.

What are you feeling with,
your feet?

Poor Paul.

He had his chance
to escape. He blew it.

It was his choice.

If he would have
only listened to me.

You know, there are thousands
of great jobs in LA,
great women...

Now he's stuck in the junk
business with my father.
What a waste.

Oh, come on.

You're here to make peace.
Enjoy them for what they are.
Accept them.

They're yours.

CHOIR: * Hallelujah

* Hallelujah

* Hallelujah

* Hallelujah

* Hallelujah

* Hallelujah

Lord, our God,
crown them with glory
and honor.

(CHOIR SINGING HYMN
IN NATIVE LANGUAGE)

(POLKA MUSIC PLAYING)

(LAUGHING)

(EXCLAIMS)

Wow!
Come on!

(WHOOPING)

(ALL EXCLAIMING)

Hey, Bobbie.
Bobbie, come on!

No, no.

Aw, go on!

I'm doing this.
Dance with me, Bobbie.
Come on.

I can't breathe.

It's okay.

(ALL CHEERING)

ROSE:
Four tornadoes,
I said, not 12.

The day you were born,
there were four tornadoes.

One in Hamtramck
and three in Detroit,

and nobody was killed.

You exaggerate things.

Yeah, but you said...

All right, you said I was
a born disaster, right?
I mean, that's a quote.

ROSE: Oh, when you
were four, yes.
A holy terror.

How about
when I was 10?

You were different at 10.

You used to
disappear for hours
into the basement.

You would play
with your trains.
You had an erector set...

We never saw you.

BOB: Why? What happened?
Why did I disappear?

You, uh...

You were ashamed
of us by then.

You hid everything
from us.

You didn't bring
your friends home.

One time, your mother
came to the school
to talk to the teacher,

and you pretended
not to know her.

Not to know
your own mother.

She cried for two days.

Dad, come on.
It's my wedding day.

What'd I tell you?
Every time we get together
this shit happens.

Well, what do you think...

I mean, why do you
think I did that?

It was
a long time ago.

You always thought
you were too good for us.

That was your problem.

I think that...
(BEGINS WHEEZING)

I...

I think your kid
should know

that his father
was too good
for his own family,

that the first chance
he gets, he runs away.

He changes his name,
and he doesn't ever come back.

You know, you're
changing the subject.

I'm sorry
I brought it up.

I'm not changing anything.
You're the one who
changes things, "Jones".

What's the matter?
You don't like my name?

Your father's name?
Your grandfather's name?

I'm sorry. Please, Dad.
Just forget it, you know...

Change everything.
You run from everything.

You know what?

I never ran.

I never ran.
I left!

You know why?
I wanted a life.

BILL: You can't have
a life with your family?

If it wasn't for your wife,
for her phone calls,
you'd be a dead man to us.

That's the truth!
What do you want me to do?

You want me to call and
listen to this same stuff
over and over again?

Why would I do...
Why would any
rational person do that?

A man who loves
his family calls them.

Oh.
Dad, he really
does love you.

Not in my book.

Don't tell me...

Don't tell me
about love, okay?

You know why?
Now shut up
for a minute.

I've lived in Los Angeles
10 years.

You never came
to see me once.

You never saw what kind
of business I made,

what kind of life I live,

so don't tell me
about love.

PAUL: Come on, Bobbie.
You know Mom doesn't fly.

What about trains?

It's too far.
I can't go that far.

See? Exactly.

See?

Now, maybe when
the baby is born.

Yeah. Right. Right.
Then I can come.

You know what?
Forget it.

We'd just hack over
the same shit anyway.
It's boring.

(COUGHS)

(SIGHS)

How do people's
lives come to this?

I gotta tell you
something, Bobbie.

I love you.

I really do, but...

(STAMMERING)
You can be

a stuck-up, arrogant
son of a bitch sometimes.
You know that?

I mean, you stopped
talking to me

'cause I make
a career choice
you don't approve of.

What kind of
bullshit is that?

That's not true, Paul.
You rejected me.

Oh, man, I rejected
Los Angeles.

I couldn't live
your life out there.

I needed my family.
I needed my friends.

All you cared about
was business.

I was out there
two weeks.

We had dinner,
what, twice?

Even then I felt
like a client.

You could've
had a job starting
at $60,000 a year.

Instead, you chose
the junk business.

Scrap metal, Bobbie.
It's called scrap metal.

It's junk.
It's always been junk.

See, this is
where we differ.

You always hated Dad
for being a junk man.

I always loved him
for being a hard worker.

That's the difference.

I never said
I hated him.

Yeah, Bobbie, you have.

Well, okay,
let's forget the semantics.

Look, he's your dad
for God's sake. I mean...

You used to bounce
up and down on his knee.

You rode the train
together to Cleveland.

I remember you used
to talk about that
all the time as a kid,

how he took you
on the Pullman car,

just the two of you.

I still remember
the look in your eye.

What happened
to that look, Bobbie?

I don't know.

You know, it's funny,

for all your complaining
about Dad,

I get the sense
you're gonna turn out
just like him.

Well, I gotta go in.
I really do.

I'm leaving
for my honeymoon
in half an hour.

You gotta show it
to them too, Bobbie.

Maybe one day.

They're not gonna be
around forever, you know.

It's leaving.

Hey, wait!

What's the matter?

(SIGHING) I blew it.

Bob, come on. Come on.
The bus is leaving.

I didn't resolve
anything, Gail.

Bob, come on.
Let's go.

Are you all right?

This is
my last trip home.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

BOB: It's not
getting any better.

You don't
have to tell me.

I can see.

It's still there.

Right there.

The anger. The fear.

You are not
a very good student.

Life is trying
to teach you,

but you don't listen.

Opportunities come
and you don't see them.

What are you talking about?
I did exactly what you said.

I went to Detroit.
I went 2,000 miles.

I saw my parents.

I did not tell you
to see your parents.

I just said
you needed to forgive.

There is only one place
you need to go.

Where?

Your heart.

(SIGHS)

Great. My heart.

How exactly
does one get there?

Feel in the center
of your chest.

Imagine your finger
pushing into it,

deeper and deeper.

When you start
to feel happy,

you feel a sense
of well-being,

you are there.

That is the place
of love

and forgiveness.

Go there. Soon.

* Some enchanted evening

* You may see a stranger

I'm seeing
Dr. Mills tomorrow.

I'm seeing Dr. Mills
tomorrow. I'm having
the ultrasound.

Just wanted
to let you know.

Oh. Okay.

* You know even then

* That somewhere
you'll see her again and again

I'm sure everything's fine.

Nice tune.

(CHUCKLES)

* Some enchanted evening

* Someone may be laughing

* You may hear her laughing
across a crowded room *

Does he belong to you?
I found him wandering
in the hall.

Bob.

What are you
doing here?

I was in
the neighborhood, so...

I can't believe it. I...

I can't believe you came.

Come here.

Oh, honey, thanks.

Are you changing
in your old age?

Mr. Jones, I presume?
Pleasure to meet you.
I'm Dr. Mills.

Hi. How are you?

How are you, Gail?

Oh, I'm fine.

Okay. Let's take
a look at this baby
with the ultrasound machine.

It's been
really active.

Perfectly normal.
This will be a little cold.

(EXCLAIMING)
"A little cold"?

Sorry. Would you
like me to videotape
this for you?

Yeah.
Can you do that?

(FLIPPING SWITCH)

Oh, wow.

Home movies
before you're born.

DR. MILLS:
Well, what do you think?

What a beautiful profile.

Oh, my God.

Oh, that's the heart.

Where?

There. You see it?

DR. MILLS:
That is a gorgeous baby.

This is all very good.

You're in your 27th week,

and your baby's
right on schedule.

Look, it's sucking
its thumb.

BOB: That's what it's doing?
GAIL: Yeah.

DR. MILLS:
My, oh, my.
Look at that.

Do you wanna know
the baby's sex?

Yeah. Right?

Yeah.

You have a son.

(GASPS)

A beautiful,
healthy-looking son.

Oh, my God!

Really?

(STAMMERING)
How you know that?

Either that
or he's got three legs.

(LAUGHS)

Geez.

A son.

(CORK POPPING)

Geez,
what are we gonna name him?
Did we even think of that?

Mom wants to name him
after her father.

I'm drinking for two.
Thanks.

Zachary?
Are you crazy?

Zack.

Not me. No son of mine
is gonna be named Zack.

He'll get killed
at school.

What else starts
with a Z?

Zeus?

(LAUGHING)
Uh, Prometheus.

Prometheus
has a ring to it.

Uh, Agamemnon.

Oh, cute.

Odysseus.

Uh...

Forget the Greeks.
Let's try something,
uh, Roman. Try Romans.

Roman, Roman...
Julius.

Julius. Augustus. Augie.

(LAUGHING)
Augie!

Jehoshaphat.

Something thinner.

Uh, Anorexis.

That's a girl's name.

I didn't even know
that was a name.

All right,
uh, Morton.

Morton?
That's terrible.

Yeah. I'm sorry.

That was
a spontaneous emission,

so to speak.

You sure you
want to do this?

I'm sure.

You're an amazing woman,
you know that?

I must be.
I live with you.

Am I really
that difficult?

Some things
you don't want to know.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

I love you.

I love you, too.

Please,
follow your shot.

Once you get in, box out.

What do you do?
Pump fake.

Right. That way
you draw the foul.

We have a lot of work
to do, tomorrow.

We'll talk about
boxing out the man
for the rebound.

Now, cooking spaghetti.

Boil some water.

Salt it. Maybe
a little olive oil.

Slide the noodles in.

You want them soft,
but not too soft.

Okay?

Now...

Cooking in college.

Probably own
one pot, right?

There you go, babe.

There are basically
two schools of
shaving, okay?

Down, like that,

or up, like that.

Never, I repeat, never
sideways, like that.
(MOUTHING) No.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Oh, a Raiders cap!

Oh, and look!

WOMAN: It's not for you, Bob.
Cutest little Raiders jacket.

Oh, that's adorable!

Thanks, guys.
Wait a minute.
Look what else is in there.

What?

Oh, this,
a jock.

(ALL LAUGHING)

That's so sweet.

INSTRUCTOR:
Now let's try the same
breathing on our side.

Everyone turn over.

Daddies, this is a good time
to practice your massage.

Okay, now, daddies.
Keep it gentle but firm.

Very good.
Right on the lower back.

Good.

(TAKING SHORT BREATHS)

Is it working?

No.

Oh, just what
I needed to hear.

Do you want me to stop?

No.

Careful.
Don't hyperventilate.

So, tell me,
is this breathing
all a load of crap?

(GRUNTING)
Well, you know,

it's better than screaming.

Oh. Great.

(SCREAMING)

(EXCITED CLAMOR)

Hurry. The line's
not too long.

It's been over 30 years.

It's time I tried it
again, I think.

Well, maybe you should
start on the Tilt-A-Whirl.

No, no, no.

I'm going right
into the core of fear,
the heart of darkness.

Wish I could go
with you.

Some things you just
gotta do alone, hon.

Good luck.

(EXCITED CHATTER)

You ever been
on a coaster before?

Not since I was six.
I've been too afraid.

You're kidding.

And now you pick
"the Serpent"?

If you really wanna
do it right, let go.

You crazy?

You won't fall out.
Trust me.

This is what I trust.
Right here.

(PEOPLE SCREAMING)
Yeah!

(EXCLAIMING)

Yeah!

(SCREAMING)

How much more?

Plenty! Ha ha!

But... Oh!

Just a few more drops,
but really great ones!

(CONTINUES SCREAMING)

(EXCITED CHATTER)

You can let go now.

My hero.

Hey, you did it.

A snap.

Here you go.
Thanks.
Thanks.

You know what
today is?

No. What?

D-Day.

"D-Day"?

It's death day.

I was supposed
to be dead by today.

Oh, Bob.

We're living
on borrowed time.

Okay, now, the important
thing to remember about
jumping another car

is to put the cables
in the right place.

Positive to positive.
Negative to negative.

Or you can ground it
here by putting it
on metal. Okay?

And don't go goofing
around with these things.
Okay? They're not toys.

All right?
You don't, you know,
put 'em together,

they make some
pretty cool sparks,
but don't do that.

Don't goose
your buddies with 'em
or anything like that.

Just ask your Uncle Paul.

Ask him about the time
we were playing Frankenstein.

Sex.

Walking into a room,

correct way
and the wrong way.

Correct way.
With confidence,

right to the person
you're about to address.

"Tom. Brian.
Brian Jones."

Right there, okay?

One line.

You can even start
the handshake up here
if you want to.

You can go that early
if you want to.

Never.

"Oh, hi."

Never. Okay?

Now, if you can do this...

"Hi, Brian.
Brian Jones."

Do it.
But ever since Cary Grant
and Fred Astaire died,

there are very few guys
who can pull that off.

GAIL: Bob?

Huh?
It's time.

What?

My contractions
have started.

I can't hear you. What?

I'm having contractions.

Your contraption, what?

We're having a baby.
Now?

Oh, damn!
What are you doing?

I forgot
the camera.
Oh.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)
BOB: This is great.
That's it.

Oh, God! Oh, God!
Okay, okay. How you doin'?
Good. That's it.

Can you turn this way
a little, honey?

(PANTING) Turn that
fucking thing off!

Oh. I love you.

I love you so much.

(SIGHS) Oh.
How's that?

Oh, great. Ooh, I... Ah.

It's coming.
Oh, my back!

You okay?
You all right?
Yeah.

Okay. Remember,
breathe, honey, breathe.

That's it. Relax.

Relax. Just go with it.
Just go with it.

Let it happen.
Breathe, breathe, breathe.
Oh, I can't. It hurts.

Relax. Breathe,
breathe, breathe.

Breathe, breathe,
breathe, relax.
That's it.

Shut up!
Okay, all right. Sorry.

How's everyone doin'?
BOB: I don't know.

GAIL: Ah, yeah.

Hi, Gail.
GAIL: Oh. Mmm.

How we doin'?
Well, everything's fine,

but her contractions
are getting further apart.

We need for them
to be closer together

and more regular
to make progress.
Right.

I'd like to start pitocin,
which will increase

the strength and frequency
of the contractions.

Good idea. Good idea.
Increase? What do
you mean, increase?

Are you crazy?
What are you talking...
Are you nuts?

(CHUCKLES)
It'll speed things along.

It's gonna
speed it up, honey.

Doc says it's just
gonna speed it up.
Okay.

Hey, Doctor!
How do you think
it's goin' in there?

Everything's just fine.
No, seriously.
How do you think it's goin'?

Everything's
just fine.
Yeah?

Go back in.
Help her relax.
Okay.

(SCREAMING)

Oh, I love you, honey.
I love you so much.

Bob, grab your camera.
BOB: What?

The baby's head is crowning.
How often do you get to see
your baby being born?

(SCREAMING)

Can you hold her?
NURSE: Sure.

(GAIL GASPING)
DR. MILLS: Okay, Gail.

I know that it hurts,
I know that it's hard,
but I know you can do this.

Oh, God!

Ahhh!
The head is out.

Whoa!

What about, uh...

You know... The rest?

Last time. I promise.
No more than this.
We're almost there.

I'll need you to push
one more time.
Where's the baby? What?

Push one more time.
We have to get this baby out.
Not one more.

Yes, one more time.
You can do it.
Not one more.

No, I don't have...
Honey, I can't!

Come on, honey.
Yes, you can.

I know you can, come on.
You're doing
marvelously well.

Push one more time.
Come on. Yes, you can.

Yeah, you can.
You're doin' so great.

Oh, I need to...

Oh! One more.
Just one more.

Ah. One more.

(SCREAMING)

Oh, my God! Oh! Oh!

(BABY CRYING)
Oh, my God.

Where's the baby?
Where is he?

(CRYING)
Oh!

Here's your handsome son.

Oh, hello!

Hello, little one.

Yes. Oh.

Sweetheart.

You're so beautiful.

We have a baby.

Grab your camera.

Oh.
(BABY CRYING)

Hey.

Here we are.
Oh! Sorry, hon!
Oh!

Oh, sorry.
Here, could you do this?

Look through the thing
and just get my kid, my wife.

Kid, wife.
DR. MILLS: You did great.

Thanks. Oh, her.
Oh, you did great.
(LAUGHING)

You did great.
Hi, sweetie.

Oh.

He's gorgeous!

(SOFTLY) Thank you.

(BABY COOING)

Come on.
Oh, good burp.
(BURPS)

(WHISPERING)
He's drunk.

Been drinking.

(BABY TALK)

GAIL: Honey, he's just eaten.
He's gonna throw up.

No, no, no, no.
He likes it.

Yeah. You like
your daddy, don't you?

(COOING)

Oops!
BOB: What's that
you're puttin' on him?

It's just the soap.
Take it easy.

(LAUGHING)
All right.
Ooh, ow, ooh! Yikes! Gee!

(CRYING FAINTLY)
Easy! Easy there!
Oh! Yo!

(COOING)
Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah.

Here we go.
Okay. Come on.

(CAMERA CLICKS)
Shit!

Bob.
Sorry.
I'm sorry, honey.

Yeah.

Here we go.
Smile. Smile.
Is he smiling?

One more.
He's smiling.
Okay. Yeah!

(CAMERA CLICKS)
Damn!

Honey.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Okay. Here we go.

(GAIL HUMMING)
Get ready.

Okay. Okay.
Okay.
Ready?

Did it click?
I didn't hear it.

The red light on?
(CAMERA CLICKS)

Aw.
Aw! (SIGHS)

GAIL: Sweetie, your hand.
I can't see his face.

Oh, sorry.
Put it in
the other hand.

Wait a minute.
Right. Yeah.

Oh. Oh.
You can't... Oh.

I'm sorry. Here.
Wait. Gimme...
Okay.

I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry about that.

Here. If this makes you
feel any better, there.

(GAIL LAUGHS)
How's that?
Now we're even.

* Da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da

* Da-da-da-da
Whoo! *

(GIGGLING)

DORIS: Bobbie!

You gonna take every second
of this baby's life?

Too much.
You're a scallywag,
that's what you are.

Say, "Bye, Daddy. Bye."

(TIRES SCREECHING ON TV)
(ENGINE REVVING ON TV)

See? See how he can
go around there?
You watching?

See, you can do that.
Here, wait, wait, wait.
Gonna stop this thing. There.

Right there. Right where that
kid's feet go. Right there,
one in front of the other.

Watch, Brian.
One. See?

Now one... Go ahead, do it.
One in front of the other.
Go, go.

You think he'll sleep?
Oh, yeah.
He's exhausted.

Yeah? Look at him.
I don't get it.

Why's he so happy?

It's not like he's got
a Mercedes and a great
job or anything.

Maybe he's just happy
being alive.

Doesn't that make him
some kind of mutant
or something?

That makes him your son.

What does that mean?
He's learning it from you.

I love you, Gail.

I know.

(BRIAN COOING)

See you in the morning.
Go to sleep.

Ah! Bob!
(BRIAN CRYING)

I'm afraid the cancer
has spread to the brain.

This is not uncommon
with kidney cancer.
It's very opportunistic.

The miracle
is that you've managed
to survive this long.

I don't know what has
kept you alive, but a man
in your condition

should not be
sitting across
from me right now.

Traditionally,
a brain tumor of this size
progresses very quickly.

I hate to be the one
to tell you this, but...

There is really
very little time left.

What, a month?

Two?
With luck.

We can hospitalize you
if you wish, but in truth,

hospice care can be
equally effective

and you can stay
in the comfort of
your own home.

I'll be happy
to recommend
a service for you.

I should warn you
that you will probably
develop muscle weakness.

Walking and lifting
things may become
difficult for you.

That's why
it's a good idea to have
professional help around.

I'd also like
to begin a series...

That light.

I keep seeing that light.

What is it?
Why do I keep seeing it?

That is the light
of the self.

It is the source
of life,

the source
of all healing.

Does that mean
it's working?

Can it heal my tumor?

It's going too fast.

So there isn't
anything?

What can I do?

Put your house
in order.

Find peace.

Oh, shit!
(DOORBELL RINGING)

Ow!

Would someone get that?

GAIL: Mom, can you
get the door?

(BRIAN CRYING)

(DOORBELL CONTINUES RINGING)
GAIL: Does anybody
hear that?

Come on. That... Oh.

Well, no need to ask
who the patient is.

You're Bob,
I assume?
Yeah.

And you're the wife.
Are you Gail?
Yeah, I'm Gail.

I'm Theresa,
the hospice nurse.
Dr. Altman referred me?

Oh, yeah.
Can I come in?

Yeah.
Sure.

THERESA: We're gonna need
a walker, aren't we?

I'll bring one over
this afternoon.

Now, Dr. Altman
filled me in on everything.

I just want you to know
we're gonna help you
in every way we can.

(WALKER CREAKING)

There we go.
You got it. See?

Balance, lift, step.
Don't forget.

Hey, this is hard.

THERESA: Nobody said
Olympic training
was gonna be easy.

Come on.
You can do it.

You're doin' fine.
Just take your time.

No. Come on now.
None of that.

We'll just lay you down
in the den, that's all.
No big deal.

All right, that'll do it.
That's all there is to it.
Thanks.

Thanks.
I'll show you out.

Bye.

(WEEPING)

I want him
in my bed.

You can stay
with him downstairs.

It's not the same.
I know.

Oh, Mom.

So this friend of mine
introduces me to your mother.

And at first,

nothing in me
responded to her.

Maybe I was intimidated
by how beautiful she was.

I kept saying
to myself,

"She's too tall,
too skinny.

"She knows too much
about public relations."

But she had, uh,

compassion,
and she was really open.

Even then, though,
I didn't think it was love.

I just liked her.
I just really liked her.

She made me
feel good.

And I felt whole,
somehow.

Then one day I woke up,

and I realized,

I love this woman.

Just hit me.
I just love her.

(SIGHING)

So, I guess
what I've learned is,

liking someone is
just as important
as loving them.

And if you like somebody
long enough,

and enough enough,

you learn what
love is, too.

So... That's it.

What do you think?

I... I think
I'm gonna throw up.

(LAUGHS)

Really? Let me tell you about
this other girl in Detroit.

(LAUGHING) You!

Oh, sure. Now you
wanna kiss me.

(WILLIAM TELL OVERTURE
BLARING ON THE STEREO)

Bob, what are you doing?
(LOWERS VOLUME)

It's the middle
of the night.

You gotta get some sleep.

I don't wanna go to sleep.
What do you mean
you don't wanna sleep?

Just try.
Uh-uh. I don't want to.

(SIGHS)

Just a nap. How you
gonna keep your strength?

Strength?

I can't even
brush my teeth.

I know you're having
trouble sleeping, but could
you turn it down a tad?

Mom, in a little bit, okay?
He loves this part.

I gotta start over.
(DOOR CLOSES)

(SIGHING)
(SYMPHONY REPEATS)

(ANNOUNCER ON TV READING)

(WILLIAM TELL OVERTURE
PLAYING)

So long, partner.
Please, Daddy.
Don't go. Stay.

ANNOUNCER ON TV:
A fiery horse with
the speed of light,

a cloud of dust and a hearty,
"Hi-yo Silver, away!"

If in the middle
of the night
you feel a kiss,

it will be
from me.

ANNOUNCER ON TV: This is
the story of one of the
most mysterious characters

to appear
in the early days
of the West.

(TRUCK DOOR CLOSES)

(ENGINE STARTS)

(HORN HONKING)

ANNOUNCER: ...and hope
to those who wanted to make
this frontier land their home.

He was known as
the Lone Ranger!

Daddy.

Mom, let me talk...
Let me say...

Just let me say
something. Hold...

She wants to know
if I had any second
opinions. (CHUCKLES)

Mom, I've had
second opinions about
my second opinions.

Lots of 'em.
Listen.

Is... Dad,
are you there?

Can you let me...
Just let me say
one thing. Please?

I just wanna say
something to you guys.

I never wanted
to hurt you.

No, no,
it wasn't you.
It was me.

Listen. You did
the best you could.

I'm doin'
the best I can.

No. I wanna
tell you something.

You never did
anything wrong.

It's okay.
I wanted you
to know that.

Okay?

They're crying.

Give it to me.

Mom? Dad?

(CLEARS THROAT)
Just listen to me.

Yeah. I know.
Just call us back when
you know your flight number.

I know.
We love you.

We'll talk to you
later this morning.

Okay. Bye.

You did it.

I know.

She's gonna fly.

They're gonna have to
knock her out cold.
(CHUCKLES)

(CAR HORN HONKING)

PAUL: Yeah. I got it. Whoa!

Mom. Hi.

GAIL: You got in
early, huh?

PAUL: Yep.
Just put it all
down here.

PAUL: Whoa.
Oh, I'm so glad
you made it.

Us, too.
PAUL: It's a minor miracle.

I just wanna warn you.
He's... He's weak.

Okay.

Come here.
Oh, Bobbie.

Bobbie.

Hey.
Bobbie.

Bobbie, you look... Nice.

Hey, Paul.
Hey, brother.

BOB: How you doin'?
I'm okay.

Hey, Anya.

(SIGHS)

You need a little shave.

Oh, yeah.
You feel all right?

Yeah, you know.
A little tired.

So... What do you think?

California. Like it?

Well, hot.

(ALL LAUGHING)
Hey.

BOB: Check out
your grandson.

BILL: Oh.
Oh, what a cute
little baby!

This is Brian.
BILL: Oh!

Oh, Bobbie.

ROSE: He's so beautiful.

Hug Grandma Rose.
Oh, you're
so beautiful.

PAUL: He's chunky.
BILL: He looks strong!

He looks just like Bobbie
when Bobbie was a baby.

BILL: Yeah.
He look like Bobbie.
ROSE: Just look at you.

I can't believe
you got on a plane.

She was only conscious
for a part of it.

Oh, never mind.
They're making fun
of your grandma.

Yeah. What?
(LAUGHING)

This is so great.

I'm so happy
you guys came.

We all are.

BILL: We all are.

(BELLS JINGLING)

Gail. Bob.

Get up. Hurry up.

Hey, Paul,
what's going on?

You'll see.

(MOUTHING)

(WHISPERS) Okay.

(LAUGHING)
(CIRCUS MUSIC PLAYING)

Hup!
Whoo!

(LAUGHING)
Oh!

Ah, hup! Hup!

Aha! Ah, hup!

(CLAPPING)

What... What is this?
Who did this?

Your parents.
They wanted to
do something.

Sometimes wishes
come true.

(LAUGHING)

Better late
than never.

I love you, Bobbie.

(CLOWNS EXCLAIMING)

(BARKING)
Toro, hup! No, no, down!
Hup! Hup! Hup!

Where's Brian?

Here you go.

(INDISTINCT)

(BARKING)

Don't forget this.
Don't ever forget this.

BOB: (WHISPERING)
Hey, Brian?

I was just downstairs,

thinkin' about
some things.

I thought
I'd come up here and...

Have a talk with you,
man-to-man.

Listen.

This whole, uh,
dying thing,

not my idea.

Sometimes,
stuff just happens.

You know,
my brother was right.

I could've turned out
just like my father.

He was really
a good guy,

but he worked all the time,
and he wasn't around too much.

You would've spent
your whole life being angry.

You don't wanna do that.

You'd have never
known me, Brian.

I don't want you
to feel bad about me dying.

Dying's a really hard way
to learn about life.

That's what happened.

Boy, I'm so grateful

for all this time
I've had with you.

'Cause it's absolutely
the happiest I've ever,
ever been.

Nice to meet you, Brian.

(KISSING)

Good.

One more?
No, no more.

No?
Definitely not?
Definitely.

Okay.

(SIGHING)

It's happening
so fast.

It's a blessing.

Believe me,
I've been around.
Now, let me take this.

I love you, Dad.

I love you, too.

(GRUNTS FAINTLY)

No.
(GRUNTS)

It's okay.

It's okay.
You don't have to talk.

I know.

I know what's
in your heart.

It's okay.

Shh. No.

I love you.

You're the love
of my life.

(GASPING)
Bob?

Bob?

Bob?

(GRUNTS)

(EXHALES SLOWLY)

(INHALING SHARPLY)

(EXHALING SLOWLY)

"Say!

"I like green eggs
and ham.

"I do!
I like them, Sam-I-am!

"And I would eat them
in a boat. And I would
eat them with a goat.

"And I will eat them
in the rain and in
the dark and on a train.

"And in a car
and in a tree.

"Wow!"
Dada.

He must really
like them, huh?
That's right.

Gonna eat them on
a tree and in the car.
Dada.

We eat in the car
sometimes, huh?
And in a tree?

Can you imagine
climbing a tree to eat?

He's gonna eat them.
See?

He's gonna take a bite.
Gonna try it.

"So I will eat them
in a box and I will
eat them with a fox.

"And I will eat them
in a house, and I will
eat them with a mouse.

"And I will eat them
here and there.

"Say! I will
eat them anywhere.

"I do so like
green eggs and ham.

"Thank you.
Thank you, Sam-I-am."