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(Woman) I don't have anyone.

[Sobbing] I don't have anyone.

Ay, santísima.

I don't have anyone.

I don't have anyone.

I don't...

Have anyone.

[Rock music]

(Kim Gordon) * Think it over.

* Run away.

* Think it over.

* Another day.

* Think it over.

* And run away.

* Think it over. *

Evening, ma'am.

Officer, I don't know

What's with this girl.

I mean, every year, around the same day,

She comes here.

Ma'am, Sheriff's Office.

Can you stand up?

Okay, okay, okay, okay.

Okay, you're done.

You're under arrest for violation

Of city ordinance, disorderly intoxication.

No, I'm so sorry, though.

I didn't mean to do anything.

Do we really have to do this?

(Man) Yes, ma'am, we do.

Aw, come on.

Foot first.

In you go.

*

[Guitar strumming chords]

*

[Audience cheering]

*

* I want you.

*

Hey, why don't you guys get a room, huh?

Thanks.

You betcha.

*

* I'm just another guy.

*

I'm sorry. It's okay.

It's been a long week.

It's okay.

Is it? Do you know?

Oh, thanks. I just bought them.

Yeah, you don't want to forget those.

*

[Cheers and applause]

*

So uh...

Don't worry about it.

Just get some rest.

So.

You should take care of yourself.

(Woman) Each defendant is fined $500.

Those fines are hereby suspended.

And each defendant

Is sentenced to six months probation,

Also hereby suspended.

Next case, please.

This is Miss McGrale.

Miss McGrale, would you come to the podium, please?

Miss McGrale, I said please approach the podium.

(Sherry) Yes, Your Honor.

Sorry.

It's Sherry, isn't it?

I feel I can call you by your first name.

After all, this is the third year in a row you've appeared

Before this court for a drunk and disorderly charge.

And if my memory serves me correctly,

Each arrest has been on the same patch of grass.

Is that correct?

Uh, yeah, I think so.

You know, years ago, when I first started studying law,

It used to be all the rage in this county

To put an African-American figurine on the lawn.

These demeaning figurines were known

As lawn jockeys. You know what I'm referring to?

Uh, yeah, I think so.

No one wants to be viewed as a lawn jockey,

And nor should you.

Now, your bail's

Already been posted.

And the court hereby orders

That you attend 30 Alcoholic Anonymous meetings

In 30 days.

At the end of that period,

The court will determine how to deal with the pending

Trespassing charges. And, Sherry,

I suggest you take this very seriously.

Any vacillating on your part

Will be considered a violation of your probation.

Do we understand each other?

Yes, Your Honor. Thank you.

Good. Next case, please.

Jimmy Cortlan, please approach the bench.

[Laughs]

Lawn jockey, I heard that.

[Laughs weakly]

Yeah, so I hang out on people's lawns, so fuckin' what?

Thanks for paying my bail, baby.

Yeah.

They got a picture of me in the dictionary

Next to the word "sucker."

Oof, when you going to stop smoking those menthols?

I can't do that.

Menthol is a part of black heritage. You know that, hon.

Thanks again for being there for me, okay?

What do you say we go have a little breakfast

So I can soak up the alcy-hol.

I'm sorry. I can't do it, babe. I got to go to work.

Argh.

That sucks.

The last place I want to go is home.

You can hang out at my place if you want.

I can?

Yeah.

Provided you're not planning on doing any more drinking.

Oh, no.

Put your seat belt on, baby.

So there's bacon and eggs in the fridge,

Cheese, salsa, everything for a hangover burrito.

Man, I am late.

So, babe, be a good girl while I'm gone, now, okay?

I will.

All right, I'm just saying,

We've both suffered enough in our day.

We don't need any more hard times to draw inspiration from.

At least I don't. Okay?

Mm-hmm.

I love you. You know that?

You're so fuckin' sweet, baby.

You're sweet.

Okay, I'll see you.

Bye.

Be good.

Ah.

(George Cameron) * And when I see the sign

* that points one way,

* the light we used to pass by every day. *

* Just walk away, Renee.

* You won't see me follow you back home. *

* The empty sidewalks

* on my block are not the same. *

* You're not to blame.

* From deep inside the tears... *

Excuse me, Owen?

Hey, look, I hate to be another one of these people

Asking you for help, but do you remember when you did that story

A while back on U2?

I was wondering if you got anything from them

That might work in my key influences story?

Yeah, of course. I'll be happy to help.

Give me until just after the staff meeting,

I'll find it for you. I promise.

Cool, thanks a lot, Owen. You're a mensch.

You're welcome.

Oh, Lulu, would you look for that U2 stuff

For Sam for me, please?

Uh, yeah.

But can I...

Can I play something for you?

Sure, yeah.

Yeah? Great.

[Mellow rhythmic rock]

*

(Woman) * Lying on the ground... *

Who is this?

This song's been picking up steam on the college charts.

I want to write something on her.

Okay.

She was just arrested for drunk and disorderly behavior.

Uh, Lulu, musicians self-destruct every day,

As evidenced by this sad mess I'm writing about right here.

I mean, if you want to go to Pete to pitch this,

You're going to need more than that.

This song is about a rape that she experienced

That's been haunting her for years.

Oh, God, that's horrible.

So I think that her arrest

Might by symptomatic of... What do they call it...

Post Traumatic...

Stress Disorder.

Exactly.

* Never knew your name. *

*

You hate this idea, don't you?

I think this is great. I love this idea.

And more importantly, I think Pete is going to love this.

Yeah.

[Needle scratching on record]

* Lying on the ground with the sun... *

A few of us

Are going over to the Brig for a drink,

If you want to come.

No, I should stay.

I should work on the first draft of this.

I'm not even...

Wait, you know what?

Yeah, actually, I think I will.

Okay.

[Car horn honks]

Okay, get up, Sherry.

Get up! The cab's here.

Let's go.

Get up.

I told you, no more of this drinking bullshit.

Are you throwing me out?

Yeah, I'm throwing you out. You gotta go.

Come on. Stop, Sherry.

Stop it.

Did you call Dave?

Yeah, taxi Dave's out there waiting for you.

Let's go.

Don't throw me out, Chuck.

You knew it was going to happen, Sherry.

Come on. You got to go.

Let me have that.

Huh-uh.

Give me that album cover.

Okay, look.

That thing is seriously out of print.

You know it. Please, put it down.

You going to give it to me?

Nope.

Watch your step, sweetie.

I hate you.

I know.

Hey, Dave.

Mm.

Terrible, it's terrible you're throwing me out, Chuck.

I just had a rough day.

Hey, Dave, just make sure she gets home, okay?

Okay.

Can I get my album cover back?

No.

You don't love me.

I do love you.

You don't love me.

You don't love me!

[All laughing]

(Man) Jesse, shut up.

Can somebody please shut Jesse up right this second?

Cut the chatter, man.

(Owen) He's talking a little too much today.

I'm a wild animal over here.

He's crazy.

Ar.

Hello.

Pete.

Petey, our esteemed editor.

I'll have a non-alcoholic beer, please.

You two move your drunk asses so I can sit down.

Are those all yours?

My beloved coworkers are plying me.

Oh, yeah.

You should know

They're only after your secrets.

Secrets? Jesus, my life is an open book.

I meant your journalistic secrets, knucklehead,

Not your unremarkable life story.

Do you guys know what I heard?

This is a great fuckin' story.

I heard that Gonzo,

God rest his soul,

Was responsible for getting Owen laid

For the first time,

In Tijuana,

When he went to do that story in '93.

(Woman) Is that true?

No, no.

Tell all. Come on.

No, it wasn't my first time.

But did I tell you, actually,

About the time that he and I went to Vegas,

And we were at the Sands...

I love this story.

Walking up the entrance, come in.

David Lee Roth is standing there.

He's got this...

So I broke up with him,

Because he turned out to be a junkie too.

Oh, no.

I swear to God, I didn't even know.

Junkies are so sneaky.

I prefer alcoholics to junkies.

Alcoholics are more in touch.

How do you figure?

Junkies are people who don't know who they are.

Whereas alcoholics, on the other hand,

Know damn well who they are.

And that's why they're drinking.

To forget.

Hmm.

Pete didn't even let me get through my pitch.

She's never going to go for my story.

No. Bullshit. Bullshit.

You got to go in that meeting tomorrow,

And you sell that story.

Oh, stop, stop, stop.

Come here, come here.

Didn't you dig that?

You're crazy. I loved it.

I wanna come with you.

I don't think I have any condoms. I gotta see.

What the fuck... I'm sorry.

Crisis resolved.

You interns think of everything, don't you?

I think we're both a little drunk.

* Lying on the ground,

* with the sun beating down on me. *

* Staring up at the sky

* until I could barely see.

* I can't breathe.

* I can't see.

* I don't know what is real.

* I am young.

* I am old.

* What was it that you stole?

* Then I find they were your sick little games. *

* You knew mine,

* but I never knew your name.

Sherry McGrale?

[School bell rings]

That's her.

Cool, isn't she?

Yeah.

She's not beautiful or anything.

She's a girl's girl.

You know?

I think she's beautiful.

* They were your sick little games. *

I like that about you.

So I'm going to hit the road,

But I guess I'll see you at the meeting.

I won't tell if you don't go.

Hey, Owen.

Hi, Sherry. What you listening to?

It's just some old '60s stuff.

They're called The Left Banke.

The guy who wrote this song and played harpsichord

Was only 16 years old.

Maybe I'll make you a tape.

*

* Lying on the ground,

* with the sun beating down on me. *

Hey, Jesse, what's up?

Did they start already?

About 15 minutes ago.

Ah, yeah, well.

(Jesse) Owen.

Sorry.

I knew when the bartender sent over that tray of stingrays

That this meeting was gonna be fucked.

So what's going on?

The Gonzo bit's coming along.

Anything new for me?

Actually, Lulu dug up something

On this new girl.

She's a singer-songwriter out of Florida, Sherry McGrale.

She does that intensely beautiful

College radio hit, Never Knew Your Name,

About, like, rape, basically.

And you've heard of this, right, Pete?

No, but go ahead.

Well, Lulu actually thinks

There's a really excellent profile to be written

On her and, you know, the town where she grew up,

Interview with the intimates,

Maybe coverage of the legal proceedings against her.

Lulu thinks...

See, she was just arrested

For drunk and disorderly behavior.

I do think it's time for you to start writing for us, Lulu,

But I can't send you to Florida.

This magazine doesn't have the resources to shell out

For something that's going to be a one-pager.

Wait, Pete, correct me if I'm wrong here,

But the backbone of this magazine,

As far as I know, has always been its writers,

Writers who are passionate and who care

About the things that they feel compelled to write about.

Owen.

What makes you think that this is a one-pager, Pete?

Lulu believes that there is a fascinating kick-ass study

To be done on the connection between

This woman's life and her art,

And this thing she's trying to work out,

This horrible fucking thing, this heinous fucking thing

That some fucking beast did to her.

Do I look like a fuckin' shrink?

I got to use our meager travel budget

On stories that sell magazines.

Now, I think it's great that everybody loves this song.

I know who the guy is,

The guy who raped her.

I know who he is.

No fuckin' way. You know the guy?

Well, now you're talking.

I mean, now it's a big story.

Thank you.

I'm happy to pass the information to Lulu.

No, Owen, hey, man, this is your story.

Could I have some water?

"Great writing, Owen,

But you failed to follow the instructions."

You wrote this? It's so cool.

It sucks.

I didn't really get it like I wanted it.

Let me see yours.

No, mine is so bad.

And I got a C too, because I can't write.

You play guitar, right?

I'm learning.

Well, I'd better get home and finish my chores

Before my mom gets back.

I guess that means I got to go home too.

Here's some research material

About Sherry McGrale I put together.

I'm sorry.

So were you just bullshitting,

Or you really know this guy?

The rapist?

Yeah.

Yeah, I really know him.

* Please just make it go away.

*

They sound good tonight.

Mm.

*

* Every guy walks down...

She looks tired.

Yeah.

Can we settle up?

You want to do business?

Yeah.

Okay.

There you go, hon.

Wait a minute, Denise. What is this?

It's yours.

Denise, come on.

This is not what we agreed on, darlin'.

Give me a break, Chuck.

That's your take on 50 heads at a $5 cover.

Wait, 50?

Can you count?

It's more like 120. And I'm not counting

Those three underage girls that just snuck in.

Come on.

Okay.

Thank you.

It's all yours.

I've heard that before.

I'll probably end up getting it back later.

Your girlfriend's drinks tab.

Nice.

Dolores.

Those three girls,

No alcohol.

[Laughs]

She means no more alcohol.

* How much is there left out there? *

* Not much.

* Everybody lets me down. *

* Lets her down.

* All this time, I'm never found. *

*

* Everybody lets me down.

* Lets her down.

* Go outside and look around, *

* never quite set on the ground. *

* Tales have spun me better days. *

* Can't explain, and I can't stay. *

* Please just make it go away. *

*

* Everybody lets me down.

* All this time, I'm never found. *

*

* Everybody lets me down.

* Lets her down.

* Go outside and look around. *

* Never quite set on the ground. *

* Tales have spun me better days. *

* Can't explain, and I can't stay. *

* Please just make it go away. *

[Audience cheers]

Thank you.

These are our last three gigs at the Surfside.

We're going on tour. So thanks.

[Audience cheers]

So how come I haven't seen you guys down here before?

We're from Chapel Hill, North Carolina,

Just down here checking out the surf,

You know, Skip Martin and Kelly Slater and all that.

Yeah, Skip Martin, I know. Local surfing legend.

My mom went to school with him.

Really?

Mm-hmm.

[Laughs]

What?

Nothing, what's your name again?

Colin.

Colin. And you're...

I'm Jeremy.

Jeremy, Colin. Jeremy, Colin.

He's got a girlfriend. He's practically engaged.

Yeah?

Fuck you, man.

Besides, he smells in the morning.

Always talking, loser.

Okay, okay, you don't have to fight.

You don't have to fight.

Because guess what? It's fun to share.

[Laughs]

You know about sharing?

Let's get outta here.

Sherry.

Sherry!

Chuck, Chuck, just leave her.

Hmm?

What's this?

It's Sherry's bill.

(Sherry) Wait. Only arms.

Like this?

No, no. Hold 'em hard, both of 'em.

Don't let me up, even if I try to fight.

I don't want to hurt you.

No, it doesn't hurt. Just hold 'em down.

Okay, take my pants off.

Just pull 'em off.

Okay, now try to fuck me.

Try to fuck me.

It's okay? Yeah.

I'm so fuckin' dry. Try to kiss me.

Okay, kiss me, kiss me.

That was nice.

It's okay.

It's okay, it's okay.

It's all right. It's all right.

(Sherry) Hey, what's up?

What, I'm late?

Um, here's your cut

From the gig last night.

Whoa.

Yeah, made about $300.

That's good.

Yeah, things are looking up.

Until you dropped the bomb on us

That Sherry can't leave town for a month.

We're only going to have to delay the tour a few weeks.

I made some phone calls, talked to the bookers.

They're cool with it.

We just have to push the dates a little bit.

Yo, Chuck man, I quit my fuckin' job for this tour.

I don't have the cash to hold out that long.

Look, guys, if I have to come up with some more cash, I'll...

You're going to pay Fred's expenses and her expenses too?

Don't talk about me in the third person.

It's like you don't give a fuck about the band.

Oh, I don't give a fuck about the band?

You think I planned to black out on some shitty lawn

Before our tour, Eric? No.

This band's everything to me. It's everything.

It's the only thing that matters in my life.

Why do you keep sabotaging

Every chance we get?

It's my band.

I write the songs. It's my band.

Sherry.

Whatever, Sherry.

Whatever.

You know, you're going to push those guys

Too hard one of these days.

Who gives a shit? They can be replaced.

Sherry, you don't mean that, now.

Look, babe, you got to keep your nose clean, okay?

Be a good girl. Get that court card signed.

Unless you want to play the pier forever.

I know you love this place and all, but.

(Sherry) I hate this place.

[Atmospheric rock]

*

Put your hands up on the wall over there.

Okay.

Just put your hands up for me.

Spread your legs out for me.

Do you have anything on you?

No.

Found something.

(Owen) Yeah, cigarettes, sorry.

(Man) I'll have to take these from you, hold it.

You'll get them back whenever you're done with your visit.

You can put your hands down.

I need to give you this badge,

And you need to wear that until you get done with your visit.

Walk in this way for me, please.

Can you open 64?

[Buzzer sounds]

Step inside here.

Yo.

What brings you back to FLA?

You wouldn't be coming down to speak your piece

At my parole hearing, would you?

I came down to say I was sorry to someone.

Oh, forget it.

You don't owe me an apology. You don't owe me shit.

I wasn't talking about you, Danny.

Well, hmph.

So you moved Mom out to California, huh?

That's... that's good.

That's good.

When you see her, tell her I...

Tell her I said hi.

I will.

I can't promise she'll remember you, though.

Most days, she doesn't know me,

And I'm standing right in front of her.

Oh, the mind always was the Achilles heel in our family.

Then again, you made out all right

In the brains department, huh?

You did.

I appreciate all the books and magazines that you've sent.

You're a fuckin' good writer, man.

I mean that.

Of course, I think you could do a lot better

Than writing about those asshole rock stars.

They don't mean much in here, I'll tell you that.

Hey, did you ever get a chance to fuck

That little blonde...

What the fuck is her name?

You know, uh, she's got a little crooked tooth.

Cry in her voice, la-la-la, reads her poetry.

Jewel?

Yeah. You ever...? No.

Well, if you ever do, give her a high hairy one for me, huh?

Maybe you can hook me up with some of them rocker chicks.

When I get out,

I was thinking of maybe heading out to L.A.

I'm fuckin' serious, man.

You know what you should be writing?

You should be writing novels.

You made up some great fuckin' stories when we were kids.

You remember that?

This music shit's too easy for you.

Do you remember her?

Sherry.

Sherry.

Oh.

Oh, ho, ho.

Oh, yeah, Sherry.

Right, she, uh...

She fucked us all up at the house that time, right?

Oh, that was wild.

Fucked? That's how you remember it?

Well...

She was a virgin, Dan.

Oh, man, blood on the sheets don't mean shit, son.

Blood on the sheets don't make 'em virgins.

I was just a fuckin' idiot to come here.

I was a fuckin' idiot to come here.

[Rock music]

*

(Woman) * The fast guys,

* tattoos.

* motor bikes.

*

What's going on, kid?

Hey, Punk Rock,

Come join the party, man.

Come party with your brother.

When Mom's in Miami, I'm the boss.

I'll write you a fuckin' note.

Yeah, man, sit down.

Come meet this pretty little...

What's your name again, honey?

Kathy.

Oh, that's right, Kathy.

Why don't you hang out for a little bit?

Oh.

[Giggles]

(Dan) I have an idea.

How about a little game of spin-the-bottle, huh?

Yeah.

Actually, I think I'm going to go home now.

Bullshit. It's not even 4:00 yet.

Yeah, what's your problem, huh?

Nothing, I just want to go home, all right?

I'm very high right now.

And I just think I need to leave.

I think it's rude to get high on a man's dime and just split.

Don't you think, huh?

Hey, Tex, man, what's wrong with her?

Nothing's wrong with me, all right?

I just want to go home.

"I just want to go home."

You smoke my dope and then bail?

Dan, why you messing with her head?

Yeah, come on, Jamie. Let's go.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

I don't think that's happening.

What are you doing? Move out of my way.

I said I'm leaving!

[Loud voices outside]

What are you doing?

[Screaming]

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Sit down and shut up.

Don't move, or you're next.

Get the door.

All right, man.

[Distant screaming]

[Loud rock music]

Sit there.

God, it's not you, all right?

Calm down.

Just wait it out. You can't help her.

[Loud rock music]

*

(Kathy) What are you doing?

[Screaming]

[Loud rock music]

* No place to go.

* No place to go.

* No place to go.

[Loud music and screaming]

*

[Scattered applause]

* I liked the way you smile at me. *

* I felt the heat that enveloped me. *

* And what I saw, I liked to see. *

* I never knew

* where evil grew.

* I should have steered away from you. *

* My friend told me to keep clear of you. *

* But something drew me near to you. *

* I never knew where evil grew. *

* Evil grows in the dark,

* where the sun, it never shines. *

* Evil grows in cracks and holes *

* and lives people's minds.

* Evil grew.

* It's part of you.

* Now it seems to be

* that every time I look at you, *

* evil grows in me.

*

* If I could build a wall around you, *

* I could control the thing that you do. *

* But I couldn't kill the will within you. *

* And it never shows the place where evil grows. *

* Evil grows in the dark

* where the sun, it never shines. *

* Evil grows in cracks and holes *

* and lives in people's minds.

* Evil grew.

* It's part of you.

* And now it seems to be

* that every time I look at you, *

* evil grows

* in me. *

*

[Cheers and applause]

Thank you.

(Man) So, Dave, what ever happened

To that Tom Verlaine guitar on eBay?

I think it went for, like, 30 grand or something.

What's eBay?

(Owen) I love your band.

Thank you.

[Laughs] So do I.

This is me.

Owen?

Oh, you're the magazine guy.

Oh, I just heard about that today.

That was quick.

Um, yeah, the magazine is really excited about the story.

Oh, yeah?

About the band, the whole thing.

Wow.

Vinyl Fetish, I told her about this.

Wow, okay, why don't you get me a beer,

And we'll start talking?

Okay, um, two beers?

Yeah.

That's cool. Thanks.

So rad.

I know.

What were your biggest influences?

Um...

Charlie Rich.

Silver Fox.

Yeah, my dad was a huge Charlie Rich fan.

There was this album cover where he had that leather jacket on.

He just looked so cool, you know.

My dad used to sing that song to me,

The Most Beautiful Girl in the World.

And it just made me feel like a goddess, you know?

But then he left.

[Laughs]

But I think my mom shattered it to pieces.

And...

But that's another story.

And I've never told anybody that before, so you must be good.

Um, okay, well, I guess my other influences are the Zombies,

The Left Banke...

Walk Away Renee.

Exactly, oh, my God, you know them?

Exactly.

Michael Brown was a genius.

I mean, do you know he was,

When he wrote and produced that song, 16.

He was 16 years old.

Did you know that? 16.

No, actually, you know I didn't.

But God, I love Pretty Ballerina.

Desiree.

That song's amazing.

When I was little,

I used to want to name my daughter Desiree

Because of that song.

You still can, can't you?

Oh, no, I'm afraid not.

Afraid not.

Um...

Well, and I also dig Scott Walker

And Nick Drake.

(Owen) Man, you like the melancholy guys.

Yeah.

Hey, Chuck, this is the writer guy.

Oh, manager, right?

Yeah.

What's up, Chuck. How are you?

Hey, how you doing?

Nice to meet you.

So when do you think we might be able to do the real interview?

(Chuck) Let us know where you're staying,

And we'll get in touch with you.

Um, Silver Sands Motel, Room 13.

Sounds good. All right.

Okay, see you later.

Um...

(Chuck) Later.

Later.

Hi, I'm Alex.

What's up, Alex. I'm Owen.

How you doing, man?

I'm cool.

I think Vinyl Fetish is so rad.

Oh, do you like the magazine, then?

Oh, I'm glad.

(Owen) Yeah.

It's me.

[Laughs]

You do remember me, don't you?

Yeah, of course I do.

[Laughs]

Well, can I come in?

Yeah.

Thanks.

I got rid of that killjoy back there.

I thought maybe we could do that interview now.

Um, you mean right now?

There's no time like the present.

You think you're up for it?

Yeah, think you are? [Laughs]

[Laughs]

Hoo.

[Playing a rhythmic melody]

*

I just wanted to play something for you.

All right.

[Slow string music]

*

Oh, my God, that's my favorite Left Banke song.

There's a Scott Walker song on there too.

Really?

Oh, my God, that's a great tape.

How crazy is that? You know all my favorite songs.

What do you make of that?

[Tape playing] * Shadows breaking over my head. *

I think I feel real connected to you.

I have that effect on people.

Yeah, you got a glass?

* I wanted to see her.

* Though I knew she had left me. *

You know...

I really do feel connected to you.

It's not what you think.

[Laughs]

I think I know what I feel.

And I feel like kissing you.

*

* How well does she know me?

* How well do I see her?

* It's something I told her.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

Yeah, yeah yeah.

Yeah, you don't have to worry about birth control with me.

Why?

I struck out my first time having sex, got PID.

I'm sterile.

It's okay.

Just excuse me.

* Shadows breaking over my head. *

* Shadows breaking over my head. *

*

Oh, I didn't mean to scare you.

Oh, no, no.

I'm really sorry that someone gave you that.

That's horrible.

Ah, that's not the worst of it.

Oh, my God, I love Boyce and Hart.

I'm going to make a record with those guys someday.

Ooh, afraid not, actually. Tommy Boyce is dead.

What?

He died in Nashville in '94.

He shot himself.

Oh, no, oh, God, don't tell me that.

Besides, Mike Nesmith wrote that song.

Ooh, shit.

Oh, hey, you all right?

Yup, yeah, yeah.

I just... I... I had the spins.

Look, can I help you?

[Laughs]

I'm thinking...

Yeah, what are you thinking?

Maybe you had a little bit too much to drink tonight.

Oh, really?

No, no, it's not going to happen.

It's not going to happen.

Why?

I think that we should just get a little sleep.

All right, how does that grab you?

But you're going to sleep with me, aren't you?

Let's give you a cover.

It's going to be okay.

So how's Alberta?

Oh, Mom is fine.

She's good. She's good, you know.

She, uh... she's got a whole gang of new friends now.

She's hardly ever home when I call, out on the town.

Good for her.

Yeah, it is.

I think it gets easier for women

When all that male bullshit is over.

Oh, really?

And when does it get easier for men?

When all the female bullshit is over?

It's never easy for men, honey. No.

No, we're too stuck.

Like needles in some worn-out groove.

So how's the, um...

Oh, the bass?

It's good. It's good, yeah.

I think, in a couple of months, I'll be up to speed

On all the songs, we can get rid of Eric,

'Cause he's just giving Sherry fits.

Then I won't have to pay two salaries.

I can manage the band, I'll be in the band...

And you'd only be a few feet away from her,

So that's make things better.

You know what some of the guys around here are calling you?

Captain Save-A-Ho.

Save-A-Ho?

Mm-hmm.

Well, I might be that, but she's not that.

She's not that.

She's special.

She's... she's a special lady.

But dang, we had some fun, huh?

Hmm?

Yes.

Yes, we did.

We had lots of fun.

Yeah.

You're not a little boy in Georgia anymore, you know,

Running to the cops in the middle of the night,

Trying to get them to stop some low-life

From beating the shit out of your mom.

I know.

You're grown up now.

You're a man now.

That shit's over.

Why'd you break up with me, Denise?

Don't put that on me, Chuck.

You lost interest in me when I ran out of drama.

Oh, but Sherry,

She can stay in crisis 24/7.

Good night, sweetie.

Good night.

Oh, God.

What happened?

You were really sleeping.

Oh, yeah, I came by for the interview.

Did we do it?

No, no, no.

Thank God.

Oh, God knows what I would have said.

Take sugar?

Mm-hmm.

What's up for you today? What are you doing?

Thank you.

No, nothing, of course.

No, wait, there is something.

Oh, I got to get my court card signed.

Court card, what's that?

I got a AA meeting.

I think there's one at 9:00 at the rec center.

But that's not for your story.

What is it you guys say that...

Off the record.

Yeah, right, that's off the record, Owen.

Okay.

Do you need a ride to your meeting?

Oh, yeah, that'd be great, thank you.

You mind if I just jump in that shower first?

Oh, no, go ahead.

[Moans]

Oh, muy amable, compadre.

De nada, señorita.

Oh, no, no, I don't really speak Spanish.

What's the story with you and Chuck?

Oh, he's our manager.

It's a little psychodrama.

But we used to be together for five years,

Till I fucked things up.

I have a little bit of a fidelity problem.

You, too, huh?

Yeah. Fickle.

Or irresponsible.

It's just, it's hard for me to be with

The guys that I love.

It's just easier to be with guys that don't matter.

Um, the ones that don't know me.

I'm more like a guy like that than a chick.

Well, not all guys are like that.

Name one that isn't.

Chuck.

Yeah, Chuck. He seems to really care about you.

Chuck loves me, that's for sure.

One hundred percent.

Unconditional.

But that's always been the problem.

I can't stand hurting him anymore,

So I don't sleep with him anymore.

Oh, there's the meeting.

Oh, um, the interview.

Oh, yeah, um, can we do that

Before my gig, say over dinner?

Yeah, sure.

Good.

I know the perfect place, and I'll write it down.

Can I use that?

Oh, um...

Who were you visiting in prison?

My brother, Dan.

What's he in for?

For armed robbery.

That's too bad.

No, no, that's where he belongs.

[Laughs]

Nothing like brotherly love.

Nothing like it.

Okay, here you go.

How about after my sound check, say like 7:00?

Yeah, that... Yeah, that's good.

Cool.

Well, I'll see you.

Thanks for the ride.

Right on.

Oh, and, Owen, thanks for the sleepover.

Hey, where'd y'all get that coffee?

(Dan) It'll be all right.

No, let me go.

Let me go! Let me go!

[Screaming and voices continue]

Think she'll keep quiet?

If she knows what's good for her, she will.

Dan?

If you don't stop doing this, I'm going to call the cops.

You do, and I'll kill you.

Comprende?

I said do you understand?

[Truck horn honking]

So, uh, thanks for listening.

And you just take one day at a time, you guys.

Okay?

All right. Thank you.

[Applause]

Here's a copy of the Big Book

And a directory of the meetings in the Brevard County area.

Okay.

Great, can I just get my court card signed?

Sure.

Can you hit me with a couple?

No, just one per meeting.

Here you go.

Thanks.

Thanks for coming.

How you doing?

Do you know what time it is?

Thanks.

Sorry I'm late.

I just... I didn't know what to wear.

You look beautiful.

Oh, thanks.

Whoa, I didn't know you smoked that much, Owen.

No, you know, I've just been a little bit tense.

Yeah, about what?

Oh, my f...

Oh, we're here to talk about you, though, right?

Oh, yeah, I guess so.

Well, where do we start?

Um, menus.

Good idea.

I know what I want.

Okay.

So, look, I've never been interviewed before.

So what kind of stuff are you going to ask?

I want to talk about your record,

Never Knew Your Names,

And where it came from.

I was raped.

Yeah, I know.

What... what else do you want to know?

I mean, it's all in the song, really.

Yes... yes and no.

I mean, you really captured how you felt in the song,

But the circumstances are not in there.

Yeah, there's a reason for that.

Don't you have to record this?

I mean, how do you remember everything?

You know, I was just thinking,

Actually, that maybe we could just talk a little bit first

And get comfortable with each other

Before I just slam

A tape recorder down in front of you.

That's really nice. Thank you.

It's so considerate.

Um, well, I don't remember that much about it.

The rape, I mean.

That's why I say they knew my name, and I didn't know theirs.

That's why I make reference to pieces missing.

And just about everything is good here.

And I am going to get

The scallops.

[Laughs]

Have you ever thought

That maybe someone could help you

Maybe fill in that stuff you don't remember,

The missing pieces?

What do you mean?

Would it make you feel any better

To know that the guy that raped you is in prison?

Yeah, it sure would.

May he rot in hell too.

I am happy to report he is.

In prison, I mean.

Who are you talking about?

The guy that raped you.

He's in prison.

[Clears throat]

[Laughs]

Wow, you've really been doing your homework, huh?

Um, but, just for the record,

More than one guy raped me.

No, no, but Dan.

Dan was the one that was responsible.

Hoo, on second thought,

I think I'm just going to have a drink.

You know, matter of fact,

I don't want a drink, and I don't want dinner.

I don't want anything.

I just want to get out of here

Because you're starting to piss me off,

Because you think you know more about my rape than I do.

Maybe I do.

Do you want to know about my rape?

You think you know?

Try this on.

Try living your life knowing that all your sexual desires

Have been colonized by your rapist.

Try living with the guilt,

Knowing that the only way you get turned on

Is by acting out the very thing that ruined your life.

Try living with that one. Fucker.

[Band tuning]

[Mellow rock]

You okay? I called you three times last night.

I must've had the ringer off.

Okay. You ready to do this?

Yeah.

Did you remember to get your court card signed?

Yes. Fuck you very much.

* Lying on the ground

* with the sun beating down on me. *

* Staring up at the sky

* until I could barely see.

* I can't breathe.

* I can't feel.

* I don't know what is real.

* I am young.

* I am old.

* What was it that you stole?

[Music distorts in dreamlike way]

(Kim Gordon) * You're a stranger.

* But I know it's you.

* You're a stranger

* But I know it's you

* Never touch her again.

* So many pieces missing.

(Kim Gordon) * Don't ever touch her again, my friend. *

[Guitar feedback]

*

I'm outta here.

Baby, what's wrong?

Sherry, hey.

I'm wise to your shit, man.

I don't know what the hell's been going on between you two,

But let me tell you something.

You want to write something about her,

You gotta talk to me, okay?

'Cause I'm the one that's been taking care of her

For the last five years.

I'm the one that's been making sure

She's getting her meals, cleaning up all the shit.

What are you tryin' to say, Chuck?

I'm telling you that she's my baby girl.

I want you out of here, man.

I need to talk to Sherry.

Listen.

She does not feel like talking to you right now obviously.

Now get your shit and get out of here, man.

I'm not gonna tell you again.

Sherry, I need to talk to you.

Are you deaf or something?

Sherry, I got to talk to you.

Just talk to me.

Get the fuck outta here.

Now fuck off, man.

[Phone rings]

Hello?

I want to talk.

So you and your brother, Dan, lived in Cape Canaveral

On Ash Street?

The past three years in a row,

Roughly this time of year,

I've been busted for showing up at that house.

God, you're braver than I am.

I could never go back.

Brave? No.

Driven is more the word.

Until last night,

I had no idea why I was drawn there.

You know why I came to see you that day?

Because I made you a tape.

You know, I almost didn't come over that day.

I thought, "Just play it cool and see him at school."

You know?

But I was so in love with you.

I just had to see you.

Hey.

This is Owen's house, right?

Yeah, you mean Punk Rock? Sure is.

Is he here?

Sure is. Come on in.

Well, have a seat.

I'll just stand.

So where's Owen?

Oh, he's here.

What's your name?

Sherry.

You like to get high, Sherry?

No, not really.

Why not?

I just don't.

So if Owen's busy, I guess I'll just catch him later

Because I wanted to give him this tape.

Oh, sure, come have a seat, right here.

Hey, Owen, get out here.

Fuck you.

(Sherry) It's fuckin' tragic.

Huh? That I almost didn't go over there, I mean.

Don't fuckin' do that. Don't you fuckin' do that.

Don't you fuckin' cry.

I wish I could change things, Sherry.

Like it didn't happen? Yeah.

Yeah, but you can't un-ring a bell, can you?

I think I'm just going to go.

No, you don't want to go yet, Sherry.

Yeah, I do.

Hey, just be cool. We're going to have a little fun.

No, I don't want to have a little fun.

Come on, baby. Stop it!

I don't want to have a little fun.

Stop it!

[Screaming]

We're all doin' her.

Yeah, and I'm first.

Ah! She bit me.

[Screaming]

[Loud rock music]

[Screaming]

From that day on,

I never felt like I had a home,

Not even my own skin.

Not even in my room with all my records.

I pretended to be that person, but I just never felt whole.

I was all in pieces.

Sherry.

The thing is,

None of us got out of that okay.

I mean... I mean how...

Can you tell me,

How do you get your pieces back together again?

Hey, Punk Rock, your presence is requested in the orgy room.

Just fuck off, man.

Come on. We'll make a man of you yet.

Maybe she'd like to hear some music.

I think so.

How about your tape?

Her fucking face. What did you do to her?

What did you do to her?

Come on, little man. Hold her, Tex.

She ain't goin' nowhere.

[Screaming]

Help me get his pants off.

I didn't even know it was you

Until they dragged me in there.

There had been so many girls,

So many girls hurt in that house.

And I didn't...

I didn't know it was you.

I just didn't know it was you.

Hey, girl. That's it.

Come on. Let's get up.

Come here.

We're going to get you cleaned up.

Take a shower.

There we go. That's it.

Shit, man, I am out of here.

Don't feel bad, little dude.

All guys come pretty quick the first time.

She brought this for you.

Is everything cool?

Yeah, but the fuckin' bitch got blood all over the fuckin' sheets.

We should wash that shit off.

Pick your ass up off the bed so we can strip it, man.

Let's go, kid. Come on.

Get your fuckin' ass up.

I was betrayed by my own body.

When they put me in that shower...

I wanted to get clean so badly.

I felt so disgusting.

I wanted to scrub my skin off.

But it was his bathroom, and I wouldn't use his soap.

I said to myself...

I said to myself,

No matter what had been done to me,

I didn't have to use his fucking soap.

I thought maybe, by coming back here,

Helping you tell your story,

I could help you get past it.

I brought you this.

I want to give this back to you.

You didn't come here to help me.

Hm-mm.

You came here to save your own ass.

(Woman) * Whispers drift on a black ocean so strong. *

* With outstretched arms, the black ocean offers calm. *

* Here I forget that it's been so long. *

* Here I forget

* that I'm not in your arms.

*

* I can hear the echoes

* of the rolling tides comin' in. *

* It's possible to memory. *

* Have them carried away with the wind. *

* Here I forget that it's been so long. *

* Here I forget that I'm not in your arms. *

*

* And

* we walk

* into

* the salty mess.

* And

* we sink

* into

* the salty mess. *

How did you find me?

I'm a journalist. That's fancy for professional snoop.

What the fuck do you want, man?

I'm worried about Sherry.

I haven't been able to find her for two days.

That don't beat all. I thought she was with you this whole time.

Yeah, man, I figured you come to get her records and shit.

I do that to you?

Yeah.

You can come in if you want.

Have a seat.

Want some coffee?

Yeah.

So what's, uh...

What's this all about, man?

I mean, what's really going on here?

It's about her rape.

It was my brother.

And some other guys.

And, uh...

And they forced me.

But I know, I know now...

I know now that I'm to blame, too,

Because I did not... I didn't... help.

I didn't stop them.

I didn't help those girls...

You got a lot of fuckin' nerve coming in here, man.

You know that? You're gonna sit in my house

And fix your face to say that shit to me?

At least I got a face, huh?

At least I got a face now to put on the assholes

That screwed up her life.

And you not only screwed up her life,

And my life, but you screwed up her kids' lives, too, man.

The kids she ain't never gonna have,

Because that rape left her sterile.

Did you know that?

Mr. Fuckin' Professional Snoop?

Yeah, yeah.

Oh, you knew that, yeah?

This is fucked up, man.

This is seriously fucked up, man.

You can just waltz in here after all this time

And just rip her off again, man, tear her life apart.

You don't even know her, man. You don't even know her.

People wanna laugh at me and call me names

And fuckin' joke like I'm a big sucker,

But that's all right, 'cause I know who she is.

I know who she is in her bones.

Behind the fog and all that bullshit.

And that's who I'm hangin' in here for, man.

That's the girl I'm waitin' for. My God.

That sweet little girl never had the chance

To become a woman of integrity because of you

And your fuckin' brother and all of you vultures.

I know you wanna kill me, man...

Kill you?

Hey, man, fuck you.

Kill you for what? Ruin my life?

No, you just gonna have to live with it, man.

So go on.

Live, man.

Suffer. Join the club.

[Kettle whistling]

I'm gonna go now.

No, you're not goin' nowhere, man.

I said we're gonna have some coffee,

And we're gonna have some goddamn coffee.

I ain't got any fuckin' milk.

I need you to eat the whole sandwich, okay?

Because you didn't eat any breakfast, okay?

Mom, that lady's back.

¿Qué?

Ay, that's it. That's it.

I'm going to give this borracha a piece of my mind.

Careful, Mom. She seems loca.

She seems loca?

Yeah, I'm up to here. I'm going to show her loca.

Hi there.

Hi.

You're back again.

Can I help you with something?

I used to know people that lived here a long time ago.

We've been here three years.

When my husband passed away,

His pension afforded us a down payment.

Has this house been good to you?

Yes.

We've been very happy here.

Was the house good to you?

No, but it wasn't the house's fault.

My name is Carmen. What's your name?

Sherry.

Sherry.

Do you want to come in, take a look around?

Oh.

Okay.

That might be good.

I got three little kids.

Okay.

It's okay.

I'm sorry.

(Carmen) This is the living room.

It's beautiful.

Over there is the kitchen.

And, um...

Down this hallway are the bedrooms.

Yeah, I know.

Um, this is the bathroom.

Closet.

This is my son's room.

I spoil him.

It's really expensive

Dressing three growing kids,

So I sew everything.

Um, you know, they're not brand names,

But they're young, and they don't care.

Not yet.

There's a bathroom through there.

Yeah, with a shower.

Thank you so much.

You made this house beautiful.

You come back anytime you need to.

Thank you.

Have a nice day.

You go and have a good life, now.

Okay?

(Morrissey) * I would rather not go

* back to the old house.

* There's too many bad memories, *

* too many memories there.

*

(All) God, grand me the serenity

To accept the things I cannot change,

The courage to change the things I can,

And the wisdom to know the difference.

Keep coming back,

Because it works if you work it.

[Cheers and applause]

(Morrissey) * The saddest thing I've ever seen. *

* And you never knew

* how much I really liked you.

Jesus, fuckin' brilliant.

(Morrissey) * Because I never even told you. *

* Oh, and I meant to.

* Are you still there?

* Or have you...

[Knock at door]

* Moved away? *

I'm so glad you came.

You leaving?

Yeah.

Back to Celebrity Land?

I don't know. I, uh...

You're a pretty tough interview to follow.

Well, I can't say that it was nice meeting you again.

But in a strange way, I am glad that you came.

Oh, and I... I think I want that tape back.

Left Banke Records are pretty hard to come by, so.

I just...

I wanted you to know that, when we were kids,

After it happened,

I just... I felt...

Punk Rock.

Didn't expect to see you again so soon.

Are you here to apologize for your little tantrum?

What?

You raped that girl, Dan.

Oh, man, this again.

Why the fuck are you layin' this shit on me, man?

Look at me. I'm in a fuckin' cage.

What the fuck else do you want?

She wasn't the only one, was she, Dan? No.

No, during that time period, there was about 12 girls.

You raped them.

Okay, we raped 'em, we raped 'em.

All right?

So what? If there were so many, as you say there were,

Why are you so fuckin' hung up on this one, huh?

Maybe because you had some, too.

Because I loved her.

All right, well, look, you know what?

You can kick my ass, and we'll call it even

When I get out of this fuckin' place.

You're not gettin' out any time soon, Dan.

You were right. The music shit,

That's too easy for me.

And I'm glad that you like my writing so much, because...

I wrote this.

And I sent a copy of it to your parole board

And to my editor at the magazine.

It details how you raped Sherry.

[Laughs]

And my part in it.

I've also managed to track down

A couple of your other survivors,

And they're more than happy to turn up at your parole hearing

To make sure that you never see the light of day again.

[Knocks at door]

[Buzzer sounds]

Can you put this on there?

Got a long drive?

Oh, yeah, yeah, it's going to be a long one.

At least you've got Charlie Rich to keep you company.

(Charlie Rich) * Hey,

* did you happen to see

* the most beautiful girl in the world? *

* And if you did,

* was she crying?

* Crying.

* Hey,

* if you happen to see

* the most beautiful girl

* that walked out on me,

* tell her I'm sorry.

* Tell her I need my baby.

* Whoa, won't you tell her that I love her? *

*

* I woke up this morning,

* realized what I had done.

* I stood alone in the cold, gray dawn. *

* I knew I'd lost my mornin' sun. *

* I lost my head, and I said some things. *

* Now comes the heartaches that the morning brings. *

* I know I'm wrong.

* I couldn't see.

* I let my world slip away from me. *

* So hey,

* did you happen to see...

You all right?

Yeah.

14-year-old girl just ran out of that house and into my clothes.

* And if you did, was she crying? *

* Crying.

* Hey,

* if you happen to see

* the most beautiful girl that walked out on me, *

* tell her I'm sorry.

* Tell her I need my baby.

* Whoa, won't you tell her that I love her. *

* If you happen to see

* the most beautiful girl that walked out on me. *

* Tell her I'm sorry.

* Tell her I need my baby. *

[Music fades out]

[Introspective acoustic guitar music]

*

(Nick Drake) * Please beware of them that stare. *

* They'll only smile

* to see you wile your time away. *

* And once you've seen what they have been, *

* to win the earth just won't seem worth *

* your night or your day.

* Who'll hear what I say?

* Look around.

* You find the ground

* is not so far from where you are *

* but not too wise.

* For down below, they never grow. *

* They're always tired and charms are hired *

* from out of their eyes.

* Never surprise.

* Take your time, and you'll be fine. *

* And say a prayer for people there *

* who live on the floor.

* And if you see what's meant to be, *

* don't name the day

* or try to say it happened before. *

*

* Don't be shy.

* You learn to fly

* and see the sun when day is done. *

* If only you see.

* Just what you are beneath a star *

* that came to stay one rainy day *

* in autumn for free.

* Yes, be what you'll be.

*

* Please beware of them that stare. *

* They'll only smile

* to see you while your time away. *

* And once you've seen what they have been, *

* to win the earth just won't seem worth *

* your night or your day.

* Who'll hear what I say?

* Open up the broken cup.

* Let goodly sin and sunshine in. *

* Yes, that's today.

* And open wide the hymns you hide. *

* You'll find renown while people frown *

* at things that you say.

* But say what you'll say

* about the farmers and the fun *

* And the things behind the sun *

* People around your head

* They say everything's been said *

* And movement in your brain *

* Sends you out into the rain *

*