All language subtitles for The.Incredible.25th.Year.of.Mitzi.Bearclaw.2021.HDRip.XviD.AC3-EVO

Look at you, all serious.

I'm glad we're
doing this together.

Like it's really great for
my Social Linguistics class.

This semester I'm
concentrating on field work.

Is that all you think about?

Not always.

I have some questions
I wanted to ask you

for my next paper.

I don't think so.

I'm your girlfriend,
not your subject.

What's your thesis
called again?

"Indian Moves to
the Big City"?

"The Urbanization of
the Native Population

"in North America".

You and your field work.

I don't want to be studied.

I'm gonna make hats.

Crazy, wacky, out
of this world hats.

Hats that are gonna
save the world.

How are hats gonna
save the world?

One sandwich at a time.

And where are these world
saving hats coming from?

From me.

I'm applying to
fashion design school.

I'm gonna make life
saving headgear

like you would not believe.

I'm gonna need a portfolio.

So could you take
some photos for me?

And are we still going dancing
after for my birthday?

You only turn 25 once.

I know this crazy
crowded dance club.

The DJ is my friend.

Everybody's your friend.

Ah, you know it, huh?

Okay.

Here you go, guys.

Here you go.

You get a hat.

You get a hat.

You get a hat.

Hey, Charlie B.

How you doing?

What is it now?

Asthma?

Bronchitis?

Pneumonia?

Emphysema?

Tuberculosis?

Asbestos?

Where'd the green giant go?

Ringo took me
dancing last night.

My legs are still aching.

What's his last
name again?

Leaves-No-Tip?

Leaves-No-Shadow.

Does he still go on like,

"On my reservation-

and blah, blah, blah.

He's proud of where
he comes from.

You should try and
be his friend.

His droll academic
dialogue bores me.

I could never be his friend.

Some people like their home.

You hear from teachers' college?

I start in the fall.

But I have to get in
better shape first.

Did you hear from Uncle William

and Auntie Annabelle?

No.

I only hear from them
when someone's dead

or if they need me to
send them something.

At least you have parents.

Crazy.

They're your parents too.

They brought you up, remember?

You're kind of my brother.

I wish I had a mom.

You can have mine.

Oh, I forgot.

You already do.

Read something to me, Mitz.

Next time, I gotta get home.

I have a ton of work to do.

He looks bad.

He'll survive.

He always does.

Molly, can't you or Blabby
go help Dad with Mom?

What do you mean I'm selfish?

It's my turn?

I have things to do.

Hello?

Hello?

There's gorgeous, gorgeous.

Mitzi, your hats are fantastic.

Really beautiful.

Like out of this world.

Oh I'm crazy about them.

I'm gonna write an essay.

With your hats and my photos,
no kidding,

maybe you can even apply
to a school in Europe.

Oh, oh.

It's stuck. Ow.

Ow ow ow ow.

Oh, I'm stuck.

Ow, I'm stuck.

Hold still.

Ow! Ow!

Oh, are you okay?

Just a prick.

We must sacrifice for our art.

Okay, all right.

What a great afternoon.

You, me.

My camera, your talent.

Me.

My rose prick.

You've been quiet all day.

Did I do something?

I have to go home.

I have to go home.

I have to go home.

Aren't you home now?

No.

I have to go back
home to my reserve,

Crazy Owl Island.

The place where
everyone's cuckoo

and no one wants to live there,
including me.

It can't be that bad, can it?

No, it is that bad.

Everyone on that island
is a little off.

Everyone feels
that way about their home.

Maybe it's changed.

Is there wifi?

Maybe I could do
some research there.

We're like a pack
of werewolves,

or some other group of losers.

What?

Somebody die?

It's my Dad.

It's my Mom.

My Dad needs my help
to look after her.

She's sick.

It's rough.

It's really nice of your Dad

to send you a birthday present.

No, I don't want to go back.

My mom hates everyone
except my cousin.

Why does everything
have to happen to me?

And fashion school,
you're coming back, right?

And us.

There is no us.

My island sucks.

Hey, Honeyboy.

Can you give us a
lift to Owl Island?

Shouldn't you girls
be in school?

Ah, come on.

You can party with us.

We made sandwiches.

We have weed.

I have work to do.

You should be
learning something.

Come on, I'll give
you a ride home.

Let's go.

I remember being that age.

Nothing to do but
make trouble.

Life here is short and cold.

They're just trying real
hard to have a life.

I can't believe you're
still driving this boat.

I thought you would've
left the island by now.

Still gathering medicine
for your grandfather?

Yeah, when he goes
out in the Bush with your dad,

I go with them.

You haven't been around
here in a while either.

My presence has
been requested.

They still call you Honeyboy?

Uh, yeah.

You remember Simone Muskrat?

Hey, Simone,
you remember Mitzi Bearclaw?

What a stupid looking hat.

You're still a muskrat.

William will come by
to pick these up later.

Good to know we have
drinking water.

You've got a wild one there.

Muskrat's still wreaking
havoc in the streets?

She really likes
blowing that horn.

Yeah, she does.

Any chance she's going
away somewhere forever?

Mitzi.

Oh, I thought I heard
Yellowdog's boat.

You're not supposed to
be here until next week.

Dad, it is next week.

Ah, I was gonna
clean up this mess

right after I finished
reading last week's news.

Dad.

It's okay.

Don't do that.

Where's Mom?

In bed.

She might be awake.

That horn would
wake anybody up.

I saw Charlie B
at the hospital.

He's coming home soon.

How's she doing?

Not too good.

The doctors say they can't
do anything else for her.

She'll-she'll be going
on dialysis soon.

One day she'll
leave this island

and never come back again.

What's her mood been like?

Miserable, hateful, the usual.

Why do you think your
sisters wouldn't come?

You, I wouldn't have written
to you if I had a choice.

If only Charlie B was around,

she'd be nicer.

She treats him
like a bear cub.

How can you stand it?

You get used to it.

She's in pain.

If I could take it
from her I would.

She's suffered enough.

Dad, I'm sorry.

It's gonna be fine.

William!
Talking to yourself?

Knock it off.

You're sounding crazy.

Hope you're not
PTSD'ing again.

Can't help you this time.

The bear has awakened.

Any coffee?

Yeah.

Want any?

No, I better not.
I had three already.

I think I'm getting an ulcer.

Ah, it's pretty bad.

How long has it been there?

Uh, just this morning.

I like it strong.

You're not used to
bush coffee anymore.

Go in and say hi
to your mother.

I'll let you two have
some time alone.

I think I may be going out
for a while with Oliver.

We want to go do some hunting.

I keep telling him that
there's nothing left to hunt,

but he doesn't care.

Dad, that letter you sent me

made it sound like
Mom was dying.

I didn't know what to expect.

I guess I over exaggerated.

It sounded desperate.

I'm sorry.

I really missed you.

William,
quit talking to yourself.

Is Molly here?

Go in and say hi.

Hi, Ma.

What are you doing here?

Come to see me die?

Can't wait, can ya?

Ma, can't you even say hi?

Hello.

Now get lost.

Why do you have
to be like that?

Why'd you come back?

Run out of money?

Well I don't have any and
neither does your Dad.

Just like your sisters.

I thought I was done having
kids and then you came along.

Why does everything
have to happen to me?

I thought that things
might've changed.

I see they haven't.

Why should they, huh?

Life is just peachy.

And now for our next selection.

Words come easy.

It's so stuffy in here.

What are you trying to do,
kill me?

It's freezing cold out there.

Close that damn window.

Who else looks after
you besides Dad, huh?

Just your Dad.

One year when your Dad was
going through a rough time

I even went hunting on my
own with the other two.

We skinned and packed the
animal all by ourselves.

Didn't need any help then

and I still don't need
any help right now!

If I wasn't sick I
could do everything.

Now look at me.

Where's Molly and Blabby?

Don't they come here?

They got their own families.

Besides, they're all stupid.

William, get in here!

I'm here.

Our girl is finally home.

I need help!

Mitzi can help you.

She's as useless as
the rest of them.

Probably still trying to
become something really fancy.

How's your dress making going?

I make hats.

Shut the damn window,
hat maker.

It seems like a waste to me.

You're hopeless.

Welcome home,
Mitzi Bearclaw.

Oh, I had forgotten about you.

The others?

Faith and Charity
were right behind me.

What do you wanna do?

You can go anywhere.

I wish I could go anywhere.

Anywhere but here.

The future is
the only place to go.

You just have to keep moving
and then you're there.

It'll get better,
I promise.

What the hell was that?

Charity is a trickster.

He's just trying to
keep your guard up.

He gets
carried away sometimes,

but he won't harm you ever.

No-

When do you disappear?

We.

Are always.

Smell that air.

Hey, you almost look normal.

Is that Honeyboy Yellowdog

your new object
of desire now?

He's cool.

Shut up.

He's got a girlfriend, eh?

Big deal.

Simone Muskrat.

She was reading one of those
gossipy magazines on the boat.

I don't care.

Oh, you care.

Ah, she's gross.

Yeah, she is.

Give it a rest.

What do you got
in here, rocks?

My computer, my journals,

notebooks.

Oh, and I did bring some rocks.

Fossils I found on the beach.

True witnesses of time passing.

They'd have to be rocks.

You couldn't scan them or-

leave them where
you found them?

Ringo.

What, huh?

Ringo Leaves-No-Shadow
left a shadow.

I'm sorry.

And keep your mouth
shut about Honeyboy.

Wow, look at this place.

It was a disaster.

Where's Uncle William?

Hunting.

It cheers him up.

Hungry?

Nah.

Maybe.

What do you got?

He says there's nothing
to hunt anymore.

He likes to spend time
by himself in the Bush.

And how's Auntie?

Some things never change.

What's the doctors say?

No jogging, no smoking,
the usual.

Any singing allowed?

I guess singing's out too.

What the hell
is going on out there?

What's all that goddamn noise?

Nothing, Ma.

Shhh.

Knock it off then.
I'm trying to sleep.

I wanna see her.

You always were a suck up.

Ma, Ma, Ma.

What?

Look who's here.

You know I can't
see a damn thing!

Hello, Auntie Annabelle.

Oh, my sweet nephew, come.

I missed you.

Mitzi,
why didn't you tell me he was home?

You've been gone so long.

But now I'm back for good.

I haven't seen you
in such a long time.

I missed you.

I finally finished university.

I just want to write.

There's so many stories
that I want to finish.

And I brought you
an audiobook on CD.

It's called,
"The English Patient"

by Michael Ondaatje.

I know that you liked reading.

You used to read to
me all the time.

You used to read me
your crazy stories.

It was special.

I'm ready to die, Charlie.

I'm worthless.

No, no, don't say that.

We love you.

I can't help William
or the girls anymore.

It's the sugar.

It takes everybody.

You know, I've always
loved your stories

and your poetry.

Why don't you read
me something?

What would you like to hear?

Oh, I don't know.

Your latest.

Ghost Dance, 1890.

Not that long ago.

The real human beings
were in trouble.

They prayed to their
ancestors for help.

The ancestors answered.

Your, our.

Heartbeats must continue.

Drumming, dancing, singing,
laughing, loving, and touching.

Feeling the sun.

Tasting the rain.

Hearing the wind.

Smelling your hair.

Breathing, feeling, listening.

That is what we have to
do everyday forever,

for infinity.

And now,

how about something
from your famous

wiener sandwich anthology?

1975, day one.

What do I owe
you for the gas?

10 dollars.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Where's Simone?

She's out trapping
with her mother.

I didn't think she
was the outdoorsy type.

Yeah, well they like
to snare rabbits

and other small animals.

Must be a mother
daughter thing then.

Gets her off my Dad's
boat for a while.

Honeyboy Yellowdog still
driving your Dad's boat.

Only when he asks me to.

If I asked you to
drive my boat would you?

Well I didn't know
that you had a boat.

Well I do, I just
don't take it out.

Oh that's a shame.

Boats are meant to be driven.

What are you doing tomorrow?

We could go around the island
a couple times with it.

I have to go to
Simone's birthday.

The party can't go on all day.

Simone, cool it.

When you're not looking,

I'm gonna get you.

I don't want any trouble
in my store, Mitzi.

What, I wasn't-

Wow, she really punched you.

She's crazy.

- Is she always like that?
- Yeah.

Hey you two,
get back here.

Is this the TV station?

Yes, I'd like to report those
two girls that are stealing.

Blessed are the meek for they
shall inherit the Earth.

Huh?

I haven't been out here
since Halley's Comet.

Yes, he has.

He was in a deep
sleep last time.

Hope was having
lugubrious century.

I love it out here.

It's so peaceful.

Dark and quiet.

When traveling through space,

one must always remember to
follow the rules of the galaxy.

There's only one
rule I remember.

I learned that on Venus.

Leave earth on earth.

Look how beautiful
Mother Earth is.

She's dying.

I love her so much.

Hm.

It looks better than it did.

Is
that a love bite?

More like a love punch
without the love.

Simone?

Yeah.

The Muskrats are bullies.

And disruptors.

Yeah.

I was always afraid of them.

How can so much badness
come from one family?

They were born that way.

Yeah, they're rotten.

So are you going to quit
talking to Honeyboy?

Na ah.

Ah.

You ever hear from
that city guy?

Nope.

Ah.

So you and Honeyboy
gonna get it on?

Okay, Charlie,

leave her alone.

Almost got it. One more heave.

I can't do it.

You know Charlie can't
do this kind of lifting.

You could've joined the army
and gotten some real muscle.

Maybe you heard millinery
instead of military.

Go, go design a hat that we
can use as a tiny hotel room.

Who buys hats
anymore anyways?

I'm gonna design one
and name it after you.

The Annabelle.

I don't want no damn
hat with my name on it.

Where's William?

He gets me out of the
house no problem.

Where are you
taking me anyways?

Somewhere nice, Auntie.

Are you doing
one of your plays?

Yep.

I'm sure it's going
to be very beautiful.

Mitzi always helps.

She's designing the costumes.

Yes.

I'll help you.

How's your eye?

Didn't see it coming.

Next time I'll be ready.

Why Simone Muskrat?

That desperate for
female attention?

No.

I like being alone.

Tell her to buzz off.

I'm terrible with makeup.

Last time you made
us look like monsters

and you weren't even trying.

Right.

Well now we know
your special talent.

You can show these gals
how to walk like zombies.

Ah, there we go, okay.

Grrrrr.

Come on, try it.

Grrrrr.

Whatcha doing?

Finishing headdresses
for Charlie B's play.

Summer's flown by.

And I can't believe I got
sucked into doing this.

I got mail for you.

So, what do you think?

It looks good to me.

Who's Ringo Leaves-No-Shadow?

Some guy I used to know.

We look like an Incan God.

We are royal.

You are the strangest
person I know.

When did that happen?

As soon as I got here.

And everything changed.

I had plans to go
to hat school.

I still want to
but who knows?

I could teach you how to
make whistles out of these.

We use them around here,
it's a night thing.

Yeah, I remember.

So what do you do here,

besides drive your dad's boat?

Hunt, fish,

get drunk, hang out.

What do you really wanna do?

I don't know.

Get my own boat,

build a house,

have kids.

I wanted to make things.

Be on a runway in Paris.

Live the fast life
at a turtle's pace.

Learn three languages.

Meet the Dalai Lama.

You want to meet a llama?

Yeah, something like that.

Shoot.

I'm almost out of sticks.

Let's get more.

Do you have time?

I'm my own boss.

I have a couple hours.

Hopefully we'll
find more sticks.

It looks like
we're running low.

I'm telling you.

- This giant pile's here.
- You can never have enough.

Come on, keep it going.

- I haven't worked out yet today.
- All right. Okay.

There's one on, one
more I got my eye on.

Let me know if it's too much.

Whoa, gonna be too much.

Wah!

Don't laugh at me.

Okay, come on.

No.

Here.

I always thought you would fall
for one of those macho guys.

Me, too.

I mean, I have.

What?

Shut up.

Things never change.

It's the same as
when we were kids.

It was boring then,
and it's boring now.

I miss this quiet place.

There's no industrial sounds.

I want to get old here.

Don't you miss the fun stuff?

All my fun stuff's up here.

Can take that anywhere.

My fun stuff is
in other places.

What about teachers' college?

I'll get there.

Sometime.

And now for Owl
Island News where we give a hoot.

There have been a number of
incidence involving two girls.

They are breaking into houses
and stealing from homes.

Stop before you get
into real trouble!

And now,
back to your scheduled program.

We're going to take
this beautiful moose tongue

and fry it with onions,
salt and some vegetables.

Is that moose tongue?

It's gross.

It's a local cook.

I think they were even on
that show "Master Chief".

So brown up all the sides.

That shouldn't take long
and then we'll move on

to this side dish here.

I feel like crap.

Charlie?

Charlie?

Charlie?

Call Honeyboy right now!

Charlie.

Honeyboy,
I need you right now.

Mitzi Bearclaw.

Muskrats.

We
are not the Muskrats.

Mitzi Bearclaw.

You're so weak.

Don't touch me!

What's this?

Just as I thought.

It burns.

Why did you do that?

It's nothing.

It will decay very soon.

These are worth fighting for.

Have some.

Let's give her the
full treatment.

Her simple life has
made her simple.

We surprise attack at dawn

from the rear.

This is the best.

Dinosaur blood.

Black gold.

Texas tea.

Stop!

Hit it hard, Mitzi.

Hit it so you will
make the trees shake.

You will make the dogs bark.

The rocks will come
out of the water

and smash these guys!

You gotta run.

Run, run!

Run!

Mary and Moe had
a lot of fun doing that.

I think I'll write
something for them.

A love story maybe.

It'll take place in
the Bush or a boat.

Better yet, a canoe.

Come in, preacher.

- Come in.
- Anni, William.

It was nice to
receive your call.

I haven't seen
you in a while.

Anni, Charlie B.

Hey.

How is Annabelle?

It was good to see
her out and about.

Oh, having Mitzi and Charlie
home has been a godsend.

It's good to see
you again, Mitzi.

It's, uh,

nice to see you working
with the young people here.

Yeah that was fun.

It's good to
have the youth around.

It breathes new life
into old Owl Island.

It gives us hope.

Do you think Annabelle
would mind a little prayer?

Prayer is always
appreciated, preacher.

Meegwetch for coming.

Anni, preacher.

Anni, Annabelle.

How are you this evening?

I couldn't be better, Minister.

Where are you off to?

A friend's.

Mitzi is joining
in and not as uppity

as she once was when
she first arrived.

You look nice.

Thanks.

I thought I should
keep up my profile.

I'm gonna be a fashion expert

sometime in the near future,
you know?

Huh?

You think you'll
ever leave here?

When my granddad,
Oliver, passes away,

I'm going to be Owl Island's
medicine man.

I'm trained that way.

So, no.

This is my life.

You think you could see
yourself staying here?

March, April, six months.

So far so good.

I don't miss my cell phone.

All the calls I used to get.

You wouldn't believe it.

Who used to call?

Fashion design houses,

models who needed
a designer hat.

You name it, they called.

I'm just pulling your leg.

No one called.

I just waited for calls.

I can wait for calls anywhere.

Wait here with me.

Hey, Dad, what do you think?

Uncle Oliver here
looks like a war hero.

Well I still got it in me.

It looks pretty good, I bet.

Yeah, I'm going to
wear that for the next

Veteran's Day parade.

When'd you learn to do this?

She cut two stacks
of wood today.

That's the kind of
woman we need around here.

Where's Charlie?

Lying down.

I'll save him some fish.

I'll save some for
the preacher, too.

I'll be working in my room,

I don't want to
disturb your fish fry.

It's got
external uses too, you know.

Yeah it's good
for your aging legs.

Remember that.
Bannock medicine.

Pull up a chair, preacher.

You want some Saturday
night bannock to go with that fish?

Thank you, but no, Oliver.

I've been dry for
six years now.

Praise the Lord.
Meegwetch to the Creator.

William, you should come
to my parish sometime.

We have groups that
pray together.

It's pretty wonderful.

Dad, Dad.

It's time to go to bed.

Come.

Come on.

In the Book of Isaiah.

The great prophet
states that the Creator

will not grow tired or weary,

and his deep understanding,
no one can fathom.

He gives strength to the
weary and increases the power

of the weak.

Even the youth grow
tired and weary.

Young men and women
will stumble and fall,

but those who
hope in the Lord

will renew their strength.

They will soar on
wings like eagles.

They will run and
not grow weary.

They will walk
and not be faint.

We give thanks to
the grandfathers.

The sun, the rain,
the stars overhead,

and the Earth
beneath our feet.

We thank the Creator for
looking after our loved ones

as they continue
on their journey

back to the spirit world.

I missed you yesterday.

I was there.

So was Simone.

I don't even know
who was there.

I'm sorry to hear
about your grandpa.

It was a sad day
for everyone.

I can't talk about it.

I can't even believe it.

Why does she cling
to you like a leach?

She's got nothing
better to do.

I don't know what
I'm doing here.

One of the first things
I said to you was,

"Life here is short."

What?

Wait.

I don't want this
to be all there is.

There's a whole wide
world out there.

Yeah.

I know.

Wait, I'm not saying I-

I still want us to be-

Honeyboy?

Ringo.

Mitzi?

Hi.

Hi.

Ah, what are you doing here?

Dad?

This is Ringo Leaves-No-Shadow.

I wish I had come earlier.

It's different
than I expected.

It's so empty.

I used to think that too.

What's the future for people
who live on an island this-

poor?

So far from everything.

So I guess you're not staying.

I'm thinking of
moving back home.

I've been offered a
job at the casino.

And your thesis?

I got tired of academia.

I'm going to take a rest.

And besides,

I could do that
anytime, anywhere.

What's this?

Your portfolio.

It was just sitting there and-

You're good, Mitzi.

You should really-

I'm needed more here
than I thought.

My parents-

My parents would
never live like this.

All of your thesis work has
really overtaken your brain.

Do you hear yourself?

You sound like those
textbooks you study.

You're a cyborg Indian.

Things never turn out
the way I thought they would.

How so?

I thought you'd be
leaving with me.

It crossed my mind a
couple months ago but-

who knows?

Who's that?

Simone Ratface?

I'm Simone Muskrat.

Ringo Leaves-No-Shadow.

I'm so sorry if your
time spent here was boring.

It wasn't so boring
for Beary over there.

She had her claws
in everything.

If you need a
name of a victim-

No.

Wasn't boring at all.

Let's go, Simone.
This is none of your business.

Mitzi was sleeping with
my boyfriend, Honeyboy.

They thought I didn't know.

What?

She's a liar.

I'm not your boyfriend.

I knew something was going on.

He was way too happy
and always whistling.

Okay.

I get it.

It all makes sense.

I thought I was
doing you a favor.

Giving you some hope
for the future,

offering you a
place in my life.

H-Boy.

I'll leave your
boat at the marina.

Just get it there.

What just happened?

Simone just stole my boat.

And Ringo Leaves-No-Shadow.

Whatcha making?

Ah, I don't know.

I never understood what's
with you and hats.

It's not dresses,

not shoes, pants, Spanx.

But hats.

Hats hold a mystery for me.

They're a symbol of power,

but a source of
strength and a comfort.

A part of a uniform but off.

You wear the right one,

mind-probing headgear.

Making protection,
warmth and in a way,

self-identification.

God, listen to me.

I think I could win wars
with a perfectly designed

aerodynamic cap.

You could go into
any danger zone

and go unnoticed

and noticed when
you want to be.

I mean, come on,
need I say more?

Well, the passion's real.

We are passionate people,

you and me.

You and I.

You and I.

We belong to a near extinct
tribe of thing makers.

You make hats, Mitzi.

The world can never
have enough chapeaus.

Especially the ones
that give you power.

And you, Charlie B.

Not sure.

I don't think I'm going
to teachers' college.

You have to be the one
to travel the cosmos.

I need to go to the bathroom!

Mitzi.

William.

Where the hell is everybody?

Sorry we're late.

My mom wanted to come.

Okay, so we're trying
to do something surreal

with this performance.

What's that?

It's like a dream.

A strange one but
it's really happening.

That happens to
me all the time.

Like the time we're
sitting in the park

and a stray dog came
by and frenched you.

I told you to never
talk about that again.

I can think of worse
things than being kissed by a dog.

Now I know we were supposed
to do this months ago

but I want to thank you
all for holding tight

and standing by.

That's what we
Owl Islanders do.

Tonight we stage our
performance for the community

and for me to experience
this with all of you

it'll be like a dream,
but a real one.

Any questions?

Why do they call
you Charlie B?

Mostly to pay tribute to
everything that I love.

Ah, the written word,
its authors,

uh, Charles Baudelaire,

Charles Bukowski,

Charlotte Bronte.

You know, the B unites us
in my most humble way.

Somebody get him a chair.

What are you doing?

Where did you come from?

I wouldn't miss
this for the world.

Simone, stop.

Mitzi, don't.

Mitzi, she's a mean fighter.

You look so stupid.

To remember the dark times.

Please don't do that.

I only have a few copies.

I grew up with your
horrible family all my life.

Get off!

Get the hell out of here

before I run your
whole family over!

And you.

Huh?

You better be careful.

You're lucky you're old.

I can still make
your mother cry.

Get the hell out of here

and crawl back in the
hole you came from.

Go on!

Mom, awesome.

Hey, sleepy.

I brought you some books.

Mary, find a nurse right now.

Help's coming.

I want to get out of here.

Like you wouldn't believe.

I've never seen you this bad.

I'm dying.

It hurts.

Charles Baudelaire,

"The Eyes of Beauty".

You are a sky of autumn,

pale and rose.

But all the sea of sadness in
my blood surges and ebbing,

leaves my lips morose.

Salts with the memory
of the bitter flood.

Charity's been here.

Stay strong, Charles.

Try to relax.
I'll be right back.

You gotta get better.

I'm not going anywhere.

I'll always be here.

Why does everything
always happen to you?

Guess who I just dropped off.

Who?

Mary.

It's her first visit back
since school started.

Who knew she was
the scholarly type?

It's from Charlie B.

I should take this to my Mom.

Mitzi, is that you?

Yes, Momma.

Something came in the
mail from Charlie.

When his Mom died,

I felt like dying too.

And then Charlie came.

I knew that he
needed all my help

if he was going to survive.

The love I didn't
show you went to him.

It wasn't fair,
I know this.

But you are strong.

Charlie.

I barely knew how to love
after what life gave me.

And what little I had,

I didn't know how to stretch
it out for everybody.

Mom, it's okay.

I became hard and hateful.

That damn school took
everything from me.

I don't know how William
stayed with me all these years.

Mom, the hospital
sent over Charlie B's things.

He left something for you.

Dear Auntie Annabelle,

if you have this letter
in your possession,

you know I am no longer
amongst the living.

Thank you for making me
a place in your home,

and in your heart.

With this letter I'm
sending cedar shavings

discarded while a friend of
mine carved a ceremonial mask.

I watched him from the
beginning to the end.

These were sacrificed
for beauty,

but they are just as powerful.

I slept with them
under my pillow.

I remember each scrape
and end of that chisel.

They were given to me,

and now I give them
to you, Auntie.

With deep, deep love

and utmost affection,

Charles Bearclaw.

I knew we,
we had to go sometime.

I don't think we can
spend another winter here,

especially now.

Dad, come and eat a sandwich.

Happy birthday, Mitzi.

Hm.

20 bucks, thanks, Dad.

You're a big girl now.

This past year has
gone by so fast.

I can't believe you're 26.

You'll like living
in town, Dad.

Especially in the winter.

You'll get to visit Molly,
Blabby, grandkids.

They'll be glad to see you.

Maybe I'll take up tennis.

Can't see it.

You're right.

Little beach volleyball though.

Thanks, Dad.

So this is it.

Yeah.

The world's waiting for me.

What can I tell ya.

What will Owl Island be
like without the Bearclaws?

It will not be the same.

Little parting gift.

Do you know what this is?

A nasty revenge of
Simone Muskrat.

She said she'd get me.

Poor Ringo.

And lucky me.

Word is someone got ahold
of some love medicine.

Listen to this.

"On this day

"I will marry my
Indian princess.

"Our marriage will take
place in the Poconos.

"Together we are releasing
two eagles into the wild

"to live together as
they were meant to be."

Ugh.

Where the heck do you
get two eagles from?

I got a couple of dogs
I've been putting aside

for my wedding.

I've seen your dogs.

You ain't getting
married for a long time.

Okay.

Dogs don't have to be
a part of the ceremony.

You give in way too easily.

I want dogs, cats, birds,

even your relatives at
the wedding.

Pretty soon I'll be the one

talking about letting
eagles loose into the wild.

Something stupid like that.

It's not that stupid.

I didn't want to come back.

Now I don't want to leave.

But I have wars to end,

lives to save and

things to make.

Mitzi, time to go!

Get Mom ready!

You ready?

I'm ready.

She's ready!

Oh.

Ooh boy. Oh.

Is this that coat rinky dink
what's his name gave you?

That is.

I don't need it.

That'll keep you
warm on the boat.

This hat is comfortable.

How's it look?

Fabulous.

You'll be my first model.

It's been a long time since
I've been off this island.

I'll get to see
my grandchildren.

Pass me my walkman.

You know, this is one
of the best gifts

anybody's ever given me.

Yep, Michael Ojibway's
become my new best friend.

Michael Ondaatje,
Ma, Ondaatje.

Read me something, Mitzi.

I need to hear another voice.

No, they're waiting.

They can wait.

I think

I need a little wiener
sandwich anthology.

You want me to read to you?

Might as well.

I've got nothing to lose.

I miss him, Mitzi.

Me too.

The foreign city.

I was a stranger that summer.

I thought I would die.

The beach.

The sky lost their
familiar skin.

I lay naked.

On the cool floor to
bring back my humanity.

We'll be waiting for
you, Mitzi Bearclaw.

Wasn't that fun?

Yeah, it was.

We are always here for you.