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♪ I don't know how to begin ♪

♪ 'Cause the story has been told before ♪

♪ I will sing along I suppose ♪

♪ I guess it's just how it goes ♪

♪ And now, though spring's in the air ♪

♪ I don't go out anywhere ♪

♪ I guess it's just how it goes ♪

♪ The stories have all been told before ♪

♪ I guess it's just how it goes ♪

Hello? Who?

No, I'm sorry. I don't know anyone by that name.

No. Listen, I get about a hundred customers a night.

I can't keep track of all of them.

Do you know... Well, tell me what he likes to eat

because I remember people by what they order, not by their names.

Meatloaf?

Uh, well, I know a meatloaf with mashed potato.

I know a meatloaf who likes...

Well, with cheese fries, poached egg, onion rings.

What, he doesn't like potatoes?

Why don't you... Well, yeah.

Give me your number, and if I see him, I'll tell him to call you.

Yeah. I promise.

I will. Okay, bye.

He's 5' 11" with dark brown hair.

Sorry, I can't think of any meatloafs

with cheese fries or onion rings or poached eggs

that match that description.

Last time we were here I think he had the pork chops.

Oh, why didn't you say so?

Because we supposedly have the best pork chops in the city.

- You ever try them? - No, I haven't.

Why not?

What, you religious or something?

Listen, have you seen him or not?

Uh... 5' 11", dark brown hair,

pork chops.

I have, actually.

He came in here for dinner last night.

He ordered two pork chops, one with mashed potato

and one with string beans.

I guess he was hungry.

No, he didn't eat both of them.

Are you seeing someone else?

Who is she?

I hope you both drop dead.

If someone comes in here looking for me, give him his keys.

What do I tell him?

Taxi!

Hey, did he pick up the keys?

No, not yet.

You okay?

Yeah.

Ah. I haven't had one in a while.

Do you think she's pretty?

Who?

The girl he was in here with.

Oh. She was okay, I guess.

I mean, not the type I would prefer to have

my pork chops with, but...

each man to his own, right?

Yeah. Right.

Hello.

Hey.

I need someone to talk to.

Do you think he'll pick up the keys?

I don't know.

I've had customers leaving keys here to years.

Sometimes they pick them up in a few days,

sometimes it takes a few weeks.

Well, what about most of the time?

Most of the time, the keys stay in the jar.

Well, why do you keep them?

You should just throw them out.

No. No, I couldn't do that.

Why not?

If I threw these keys away,

then those doors would be closed forever,

and that shouldn't be up to me to decide.

I guess I'm just looking for a reason.

Well, from my observations...

sometimes it's better off not knowing.

It's like these pies and cakes.

At the end of every night, the cheesecake

and the apple pie are always completely gone,

the peach cobbler and the chocolate mousse cake

are nearly finished,

but there's always a whole blueberry pie left untouched.

So what's wrong with the blueberry pie?

There's nothing wrong with the blueberry pie.

It's just people make other choices.

You can't blame the blueberry pie.

It's just no one wants it.

I want a piece.

With ice cream?

Leave it to me.

Here we go.

I hope you enjoy it.

Thanks.

♪ Once I wanted to be ♪

♪ The greatest ♪

♪ No wind or waterfall... ♪

- It's not bad. - Really?

You should try some.

No, I'm all right.

I have my own.

Mmm.

♪ Melt me down ♪

♪ Into big black armor ♪

♪ Leave no trace... ♪

Will you tell me the stories behind those other keys?

What for?

I'm just wondering how they all ended up here.

Pick one.

Those belonged to a young couple a few years ago.

They were naive enough to believe that they were

going to spend the rest of their lives together.

What happened?

Life happened.

Things happened. Time happened.

That's pretty much always the case, more or less.

Well, maybe one of them ran off with someone else.

Maybe the feelings just went away.

What about these?

These keys used to belong to a young lad

from Manchester, England...

who made plans and had dreams of running every marathon

in this country, starting in New York.

He was going to write a journal about his experiences

and ended up running a café.

Later, they were given to a Russian girl

who loved collecting keys,

watching sunsets.

Unfortunately, she loved the sunsets more than the keys

and ended up disappearing into one.

Why didn't you go looking for her?

When I was little, me mum used to take me

to the park on the weekends.

She said if ever I got lost,

I had to stay in one place so she'd find me.

Does that work?

Not really.

She got lost once looking for me.

Hey, do you want some more ice cream?

No, thanks.

Are you sure?

Yeah, I'm fine, thanks.

♪ Once I wanted to be ♪

♪ The greatest ♪

♪ No wind or waterfall could stall me ♪

You're late.

Same as usual?

Oh.

Um...

No, thanks.

Can I have my keys back?

Yeah. Sure.

So... you two have, um,

patched things up, then?

Thanks.

♪ Make 'em wash a space in town ♪

♪ For the lead ♪

♪ And the dregs of my bed ♪

♪ I've been sleeping ♪

♪ Lower me down ♪

♪ Pin me in ♪

♪ Secure the grounds ♪

♪ For the later parade ♪

Lousy, bloody camera.

Sure thing, lady,

if you ease up on my balls.

Eh!

All right! Come on!

Break it up! All right!

Take it outside. Take it out...

- Mind your own business! - Don't start with me, mate!

Don't you start... Come here!

Now you get out.

Don't start... Get out!

Hey! You haven't paid yet!

Oh!

Can I have a tissue?

What happened?

- Did he hit you? - No.

Well, what...

I got mugged on the subway.

I thought Pork Chop lived around here.

He does.

What were you doing on the subway?

Well...

I just needed some time to prepare myself.

I was gonna get off in a few stops.

I don't know, I just...

Next thing I knew, I ended up in the Bronx.

Very interesting way to prepare yourself.

Ah.

I've never been very good at confrontation.

Some people enjoy it.

Not me.

What's wrong with your camera?

Oh, I don't know.

It's been in a lousy mood these past few days.

It doesn't really keep people from stealing, does it?

No.

Not really.

But I like having it around because...

to me it's like my diary.

You know?

Some nights I watch the tapes back and...

I'm amazed at how much I've missed...

that's going on right in front of me.

You must have a lot of tapes.

I don't keep them all.

I'm not that weird.

Only the highlights.

Can I take a look?

Sure.

Come 'round.

She left behind a set of keys and disappeared that night.

How do you say good-bye to someone

you can't imagine living without?

I didn't say good-bye.

I didn't say anything.

I just walked away.

At the end of that night, I decided to take

the longest way to cross the street.

"Dear Jeremy,

"as you can see by this postcard,

"I'm now in Memphis, Tennessee.

Hey, Lizzy!

Hurry up with those damn pick-ups, will ya?

- Coming! - Come on, hustle it.

"It took me a long time to get here,

"and I'm not sure how long I'll be staying.

Hey, no...

"During the day I work at a diner downtown.

- That's not mustard? - No.

"But I haven't been able to sleep at night,

"so I took the waitressing job at a bar nearby.

"It's kind of a dive, but the tips are pretty good.

"Working two jobs is exhausting, but at least it keeps me busy.

"And most importantly,

it keeps my mind away from him."

♪ Oh, she may be weary ♪

♪ Young girls, they do get weary ♪

♪ Wearing that same old shaggy dress ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

- Hi, girl. - Hey, Sandy.

You going home?

Let me put it this way.

I'm getting up out of here.

Oh, I wish I could go.

What... What's the problem?

That guy at the bar.

I don't think he's ever going to leave.

Oh, you're talking about Arnie.

Child, don't worry about him.

He probably just lost track of time.

But now, if you need to get going,

you just bring his check to him, have him sign it.

Travis is running a tab for him.

Oh. Well, does he always stay this late?

Always.

You stick around here, you'll see for yourself.

- Have a good night, darlin'. - You, too.

- All right. - Good night.

Here's your check.

Just eight?

I could've sworn I had at least nine.

No, just eight.

Do you have a pen?

Yeah.

I don't recognize you.

You new around here or something?

I just started a few nights ago.

Oh.

Have you got a name?

Lizzy.

Lizzy.

Well, it's been a pleasure getting to know you, Lizzy.

What do you mean?

Well, you won't be seeing much more of me from now on.

Why is that?

Well, I don't have much reason to come back here anymore.

Tonight was my last night of drinking.

Oh.

Yeah.

So, you just give that to Travis.

Tell him I'll... I'll cut him a check.

Okay.

That's for you.

Thank you.

Mm-hmm.

Bye.

- Hi. Oh, hi. - Hi.

Do you have a twin sister?

No.

- I wish I did. - Yeah.

I'm glad I don't have a twin.

One of me is plenty.

Well, let's see, I'm just going to have

the chicken fried steak and a side of string beans.

Okay. Coming right up.

How come you're working so hard, Lizzy?

I'm trying to save up for a car.

Where you going?

Well, I don't have any specific destination in mind,

but I'm just going to go till I run out of places to go.

Wish I could do that.

Here's your change.

Now you put that towards a Buick.

Thank you.

Hi.

- Wait, what are you doing here? - What?

What are you doing here?

Oh, I'm celebrating.

What are you celebrating?

My last night of drinking.

He's not giving you a hard time, is he?

No. I think he just wants to talk.

Hmm, that's funny.

'Cause he almost never wants to talk.

He's not hitting on you, is he?

No. I don't think it's like that.

That's too bad.

It'd be nice to see him take an interest in a woman.

I thought he was married.

Yeah, that's precisely the problem.

He still thinks he is.

♪ Oh, she may be weary ♪

Holy shit.

♪ ...they do get weary ♪

♪ Wearing that same old shaggy dress ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah ♪

Travis, how's it hanging?

Always a pleasure, Sue Lynne.

Always say that to me, and I never know whether you mean it.

Mm-hmm.

I'm just dropping in to use the ladies room.

Do I have to buy a beer first?

Your money's no good here, Sue Lynne.

♪ You know she's waiting ♪

♪ Just anticipating ♪

♪ For things that she'll never, never, never ♪

♪ Never possess, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ But while she's there waiting ♪

Have you got a moment?

♪ Try a little tenderness ♪

♪ That's all you gotta do ♪

♪ It's not just sentimental ♪

♪ No, no, no ♪

Arnie?

Arnie?

Yeah?

I know it's none of my business...

but have you ever thought about cutting back?

Have I thought about it?

What are these?

Well, the group I go to sometimes, Lizzy...

has this system.

After a meeting,

they invite the new people to come down and...

pick up a white chip.

You take it as a symbol of your intention to stay sober.

And if you slip up and drink again...

You got to come back and pick up another chip.

This one's for 90 days.

I got that far.

Once.

Now I see all those white chips, Lizzy...

I am the king of the white chips.

"Dear Jeremy,

"I thought about what Arnie said about the sobriety chips...

"how to focus your attention on something else

"in order to cure your addiction.

Hi. How are you?

"If I was an addict,

I'd choose blueberry pie as my sobriety chip."

Writing to your boyfriend?

No, just someone I know.

Why not pick up the phone?

Some things are better on paper.

Oh, you think so?

Hmm.

What are you doing?

Uh, you know, I listened to what you said the other day,

so I'm trying to write a letter to my wife.

We don't talk to each other much anymore,

so I thought maybe I'd try your method.

♪ Lookin' back over ♪

♪ Over my life ♪

♪ I can see where ♪

♪ I caused you strife ♪

Randy.

Oh, my God!

Stop it...

Let go.

Uh! Uh!

Stop!

Arnie, Arnie. Arnie, Arnie, Arnie...

Okay, I got him.

Now, easy now. Watch your back.

You're all right, Randy.

Hello? Is that the Memphis Bar and Grill?

It is? Great! Listen.

Um, I wonder if you could help me, please.

I'm looking for a young woman called Elizabeth.

Yes, I realize that.

I'm not calling to order your food.

I'm sure it's delicious.

I wonder, does a woman called Elizabeth work there?

Elizabeth. Elizabeth.

That's what I said, Elizabeth.

E-L-I-zed-A-B...

No? All right, thank you.

Thank you.

Good God! It's Jeremy!

Yeah, it's me!

I never thought I'd hear your voice again.

Well, you see, I got your postcard,

and this sounds ridiculous, but well, I traced

every Memphis bar and grill.

There must be at least 90.

I know it's crazy, and I just wanted to say thanks for staying in touch.

I miss you. I miss your company.

I never thought I'd hear from you again.

It's not really you, is it?

No, I know you don't know me.

But your name's Elizabeth.

Well, I just wanted to...

I just wanted to say hello, really,

and I wanted to speak to my friend.

Yeah. No, I don't... I don't want to order any fried chicken.

Thanks.

Thanks for listening.

Bye.

Goddamn son of a bitch.

I need to talk to you.

Not in here. Let's take this...

No, I want to talk about it right here!

So you feel more like a man now, do you?

Feel all big and strong?

I mean, you could've killed him.

Yeah, nobody ever said sleeping with someone else's wife

was a safe vocation.

Oh, goddamn it, Arnie, we're... we're separated.

I don't live with you anymore, I don't talk to you anymore...

You are my goddamn wife

and I am still your goddamn husband!

No. No, you're not.

Not anymore.

Well, then what am I?

You're nothing.

Nothing to me.

Sue Lynne, please.

Please. Please, baby, don't do this.

Don't do this to me. I love you.

I love you so much.

I just... I just need a little more time.

God damn it, Arnie!

No, no! You gotta let me go!

I can't do it anymore. You gotta let me go now.

I'm gonna go, I'm gonna restart my life,

and I'm gonna get me a job.

You're gonna get a job, right?

Yes, I am.

You don't need a job,

not with all those boyfriends of yours.

All you gotta do is just start charging.

You bastard!

You goddamn bastard!

You bastard!

Arnie, I'm... I'm through with you!

It is over! It is over!

You understand me?

Sue Lynne.

I swear to God, if you walk out of here,

I'll kill you.

Then what?

Arnie, be calm now.

You don't want to do this.

It's over!

♪ Oh, she may be weary ♪

♪ And young girls, they do get weary ♪

♪ Wearing that same old shaggy dress ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah ♪

♪ But when she gets weary ♪

♪ Try a little tenderness ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Oh, man, that... ♪

♪ Mm ♪

♪ You know she's waiting ♪

♪ Just anticipating ♪

♪ For things that she'll never, never, never, ♪

♪ Never possess ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah ♪

That's too much.

Nuh-uh.

No, no, no. Heh.

You're saving up to buy a car, right?

I... I don't want you driving around in some junker...

just so some cop can pull you over for a failed inspection.

Thank you.

The police said it was an accident.

He couldn't see where he was going

and he skidded off the road.

♪ I caused you strife ♪

♪ And I know ♪

♪ Yes, I know ♪

♪ I'll never ♪

♪ Make that same mistake again ♪

♪ Lookin' back ♪

♪ Over my deeds ♪

Give me a vodka.

♪ I can see signs ♪

♪ A wise man heeds ♪

♪ And if I just had a chance ♪

♪ I know I'd never ♪

♪ Make that same mistake again ♪

Hey, everybody!

Let's all drink to Arnie Copeland.

Oh, jeez.

He was guardian of our highways and defender of our freedom.

Whatever.

Oh, this stuff tastes pretty darn awful.

Mm. Well, I guess nobody drinks it for the taste, right?

Give me another one.

♪ Lookin' back over the slate ♪

♪ I can see love ♪

♪ Turn to hate ♪

♪ And I know ♪

♪ Yes, I know ♪

♪ That I'll never ♪

♪ Make that same mistake again ♪

Cheeseburger.

Whiskey.

This isn't mine.

It's Arnie's tab.

What am I supposed to do with this?

Put it in a frame and hang it on my wall?

Travis wants you to settle it.

Travis!

What are you giving this to me for?

This is Arnie's tab, not mine.

Why are you giving this to me?

He was your husband.

Or does that matter at all?

He's dead!

So if you want your money, you'd better call his lawyer!

Don't give this to me!

Oh, God, what a piece of work you are.

God only knows what Arnie saw in you.

I hate you, Travis!

I hate you!

Lizzy, make sure she gets home safe.

Go on, now.

Go on!

Hey. Sue Lynne.

Sue Lynne.

It's late.

Come on, let me take you home.

I was 17 when he pulled me over.

High as a kite.

"You been drinkin', miss?"

So I smile,

bat my eyes...

Who'd have thought we'd be married?

In love with a cop...

and stuck in this godforsaken town.

He was so crazy about me...

I couldn't breathe.

So we tried...

drinking our way back into love.

But it never made sense in the morning.

So I ran.

And every time I came back he was here,

and he was still crazy about me.

You know...

I used to daydream about him dying.

I thought it was the...

only way I'd get clear of him.

You must have hated him.

I didn't hate him.

I just wanted him to...

let go of me.

And...

now that he has...

it hurts me more than...

anything else in the whole world.

This is where we met.

Right here.

Well, I heard you had a day job.

I'm saving for a car.

Well, I'm leaving town for good,

so I want to take care of a few things.

Arnie's tab came out to $800.

I guess you can give it to Travis and, um, he can mark the debt paid.

I'll give it to Travis tonight.

The shock might give him a heart attack.

I have a favor to ask you.

Could you keep his bill hanging?

So they don't forget him too soon?

Okay.

I began receiving postcards from her regularly.

Instead of calling strangers, I decided to change my strategy.

It was tiring writing the same words over and over again,

but all worth it if only one of them reached her.

♪ Come a little bit closer ♪

"I always had the feeling I could say anything to you."

"Enclosed is a bill I've created for you

in memory of our time together."

"I wonder how you'll remember me."

"As the girl who liked blueberry pies..."

"or the girl with a broken heart."

♪ There's a full moon rising ♪

♪ Let's go dancing in the light ♪

♪ We know where the music's playing ♪

♪ Let's go out and feel the night ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm still in love with you ♪

♪ I wanna see you dance tonight ♪

♪ Because I'm still in love with you ♪

♪ On this harvest moon ♪

Still rolling your own cigarette?

You want one?

Yeah.

Mm.

Tastes different.

It's probably just been in me pocket too long.

It's a shame you can't smoke in cafés anymore.

Can't smoke anywhere anymore.

You should have changed the place.

It's not that much different.

I've been meaning to buy some new chairs,

but I can never find any that match the tables and the tiles.

Shouldn't be hard.

Maybe you're just looking in the wrong places,

or maybe you're just sentimental.

You look lovely.

I'm starting to look like my mom.

It's better than looking like your dad.

I've seen photos of him.

You still have the keys?

Yeah.

I'll always remember what you said about never throwing them away,

about never closing those doors forever.

I remember.

Sometimes, even if you have the keys,

those doors still can't be opened, can they?

Even if the door is opened,

the person you're looking for may not be there, Katya.

I should be going.

I have to catch a flight in the morning.

Thanks for the smoke.

You know, I didn't even think you'd still be here.

Why'd you come?

I guess I just wanted to see

if I could remember what it felt like.

Good-bye, Jeremy.

Bye, Katya.

Cocktails?

Here you go.

"Dear Jeremy,

"I've always been fascinated by card players.

"They risk everything on their instincts and their luck.

"I wonder if I would be able to make the same moves

"in their position.

Or would I just fold?"

Sweetheart, do you mind?

Oh!

Leslie, you got that fancy Jag.

You working on a Rolls-Royce now?

Huh? Is that what you're doing?

Aloha, you forgot to tip the waitress.

Actually, I didn't forget dick, because I never tip.

Ugh. What do you mean you never tip?

Ian Harland can afford to pay his own people.

I don't know why I have to.

You can be cheap or you can be lucky,

but you can't be both, not in the long-run.

Here you go, toots.

That is from Mr. Aloha over there.

He's gonna pay me back. He doesn't know it yet.

Thanks.

Your luck just went south.

Whose blinds?

How much you got left, sweet cheeks?

'Cause that's what I bet.

1,820.

You on a big draw, Aloha?

'Cause otherwise, you're just about dead.

- Ooh! That's it. - Ouch!

You were on a big draw. Hmm.

12 outs twice. Wanna do business?

Make me an offer.

How about you take 600 and I take a thousand.

We gamble for the rest.

I say I need more than that.

Doesn't seem fair to you?

I feel like gambling.

So what do you want me to do?

You heard the man.

He wants to gamble.

Deal.

Ooh!

Bet you wish you took that 600 now, huh, Aloha?

Don't get too cocky, little girl.

5 of hearts, still not dead.

- Are you dreaming? - Oh, come on.

You need help, you know that?

We can all dream, Aloha.

I wish you luck.

Why don't you deal the card?

Fine.

Wait a minute. How did you do that?

Okay, I swear I wasn't cheating.

I had the deck...

- Look at that. - All in.

- That's amazing. - That's the sugar daddy...

Unbelievable.

Telling my grandkids about that one.

Maybe... salad.

That'll be healthy, right?

I don't think I can get it down, though.

All that chewing and swallowing.

Maybe I'll get some eggs.

Protein, right?

How do you want them?

Tied in a knot and nailed to the floor.

Maybe you can just crack 'em over my head

and let 'em trickle down my cheeks.

Beth...

why don't I just go ask them right now?

So who is going to lend me a grand so I can get back in?

Sam, come on.

This is me we're talking about.

Why can't you just advance me the cash?

And I will wire you back the money within 24 hours.

You won't even have a chance to miss it.

Yeah?

Well, fuck you very much.

Rough night, huh?

You could say that.

How'd you wind up in this hellhole?

The bus just dropped me off here.

Where'd you come from?

New York.

You came all the way here from New York on a bus?

Sounds awful.

Actually, I was on quite a few of them.

You must love buses.

I want to get a car, but...

it's not easy saving money.

How much you got?

About 2,100, 2,200.

Hey, Beth...

I got a proposition for you.

What kind of proposition?

See, I need a stake.

There is a man I could call in Vegas, but I don't want to do that.

I'm gonna win that guy.

I'm a stronger player than any of them.

If you give me a chance, I'm gonna clean their clocks.

How much do you need?

Well, your 2,200 will get me back in.

And then, once I cash out,

you'll get your money back, plus a third of my winnings.

But what if you lose?

If I lose, you get my car.

It's a brand-new Jag.

That's why whatever happens,

you got your ass covered from here to Houston.

You gotta give me a minute here.

It's been a long night.

Uh...

I've... got an empty stomach. Just give me a minute.

You take your time.

I wouldn't want you choking on your food.

- Shit, it's cold. - I know.

I'll do it.

Oh, my. Look who's back.

I thought you'd be halfway to Vegas in that fancy-ass Jag of yours.

I figure why not let you pay for my gas?

It's your action, buddy.

Why does he get all the action?

Oh, you'll get some action tonight, baby.

Oh, I'm out.

But she needs it.

Gotta raise again.

500.

Oh, one of these days

one of us is gonna have something...

Why don't you just wink at me

when that happens so I know, all right?

Raise.

I'm all in.

Ooh!

You wanna give me a count on that?

15... 1,535.

Too rich for me.

I don't know what's worse...

that cute smile or that ugly shirt.

I'll give you some action.

Oooh.

Hey.

Hey, what happened?

The car's yours.

You gotta give me a ride, though.

So where are we going?

Vegas.

She said she knew some people in Vegas

who could stake her, get her started again.

She didn't seem to be in a hurry to get there.

Hey, Leslie, are you asleep?

No. I keep playing old poker hands in my head.

Oh. You?

Same.

Except for the poker.

What are you replaying?

Oh, just some stuff that happened back in New York.

Oh.

- Hey, the man you told me about in Vegas... - Mm-hmm.

...that could give you the money?

Yeah.

Is he your boyfriend?

No.

I haven't had very much luck with boyfriends.

I mean, I've had a few, but none that I could ever ask for anything,

let alone money.

Oh.

Now you want to know who the man in Vegas is,

but you're too polite to ask.

No.

It's not important.

He's my father.

Taught me how to play poker.

He had me figuring odds around the same time

other kids were learning how to count.

He used to tell people that I thought

the number that came after 10 was jack, whoo.

So I can ask him for money or anything, but...

I won't.

Trust everyone,

but always cut the cards.

Best thing my father ever taught me.

You know what that means?

It means never trust anybody.

If you're so good at reading people...

- Then why'd I lose? - Yeah.

Sometimes your rhythm's off.

You read the person right but still do the wrong thing.

Because you trust them.

Because you can't even trust yourself.

Shit.

Ain't nobody I want to hear from.

- Nobody? - Nobody.

How'd you get this number?

You know this is the third time this month that I've had to change it.

Just leave me the hell alone.

Stop calling.

Damn it.

Beth, answer it for me.

What do you want me to say?

Tell him it's a wrong number and not to call again.

Okay.

Hello?

Sorry, you have...

From where?

Okay.

Okay. You sure?

Okay. Thank you. Bye.

It was someone from a hospital in Vegas.

Mm-hmm.

They said your dad's there, and they said he's dying.

Son of a bitch.

That man, always dying.

Mm.

It's a trick, okay?

He's pulled this on me before.

A soon as he has to see me, he's dying, and then...

You know how many times I've fallen for that?

But it was someone from the hospital that called that wasn't him.

So what, Beth?

You think he couldn't pay someone to make the phone call for him?

I swear, is there anyone you don't trust?

Well, he must really want to see you

to make up a story like that.

Jeez, you are just dying to ask me something. What?

I didn't say anything.

You didn't have to. I can read you.

I can even guess what you want to ask.

You want to ask,

"What if he is dying?

What if the message is legit?"

Well, what if he is?

Heh.

The thing is, Beth, I don't care.

He lives, he dies, whatever.

I don't fuckin' care.

You're lying.

I'm not going in there.

- What? - I can't.

What if... What if I go in there

and he's just sitting up in his room with his deadbeat friends playing gin rummy?

Or, I don't know, detoxing, getting a mole removed...

You know it's more serious than that.

No, I don't know that and neither do you.

Listen, you do me a favor.

You go in there for me.

Me?

Why me?

'Cause you are safe.

There's no way he can hurt you.

Go. Come on.

Fine.

I am sorry.

You know, we tried to phone a couple of days,

but couldn't seem to reach you.

He was...

You should have come earlier.

He put you up to this?

How much he pay you, huh?

Jesus. You're so good at reading people.

Can't you see it in my face?

Leslie, he's gone.

You're lying.

Beth...

I can't give you the car.

Why?

Because the car...

The car belonged to my father.

Look, he won big one day at a hold 'em game at the Riviera and...

went out and bought it the next day.

It was his pride and joy.

Until one day I stole his keys,

and an hour later I stole his car.

I don't know why I did it.

Maybe I just... wanted to see what he would do, you know?

Was he going to report it?

Get his daughter arrested?

He did something better than that.

He waited until he found out where I wound up.

One morning,

a FedEx guy comes with an envelope for me.

Inside the envelope is the title and registration of the car.

The son of a bitch signed it over to me.

So I'm gonna drive this car until it falls apart.

Or at least until I do.

So what am I supposed to do?

Well, Beth...

I told you I lost everything back at Harland's, didn't I?

Yeah.

Well, that's not exactly how it went down.

See, I beat that game on its ass, Beth.

I knocked them off their feet.

The cards turned just like I knew they would.

I read the other players just right.

I walked away with all their money.

So you lied to me?

Maybe I didn't want to share.

Maybe I just wanted to see how trusting and gullible you were.

Maybe I just wanted company.

You know?

It's a long ride, Beth.

I didn't want to go alone.

Can't do it.

3,500 is the best I can give you.

3,000. That's my top.

I can't. Gotta have 3,500.

I'm sorry.

3,200. Take it or leave it.

Beth, do you know what?

We can find a better deal someplace else.

- Let's go. - Don't think you will, lady.

- Suit yourself. - Thank you.

He'll be back.

Beth, where are you going?

- I want that car. - Beth, not at that price.

We can get it for three grand by the time we get to my car.

I don't think he's gonna come down.

And I think that's the car I want.

Have you learned nothing from your time with me?

You have to stop taking people at their word.

Well, maybe you should start.

You're hopeless.

You're hopeless, too.

"Dear Jeremy,

"in the last few days,

"I've been learning how to not trust people,

and I'm glad I failed."

"Sometimes we depend on other people as a mirror

"to define us and tell us who we are.

"And each reflection makes me like myself

"a little more.

Elizabeth."

Hello. Café Klyuch.

♪ Once I wanted to be ♪

♪ The greatest ♪

♪ Greatest, greatest, greatest ♪

♪ No wind or waterfall ♪

♪ Could stall me ♪

♪ And then came the rush of the flood ♪

♪ Stars of night turned deep to dust ♪

♪ For the later parade ♪

You still open?

No reason for me to still be here if I wasn't.

I heard this place has the best coffee and pie in town.

Where'd you hear that?

I get around.

You wanna come inside?

It's cold.

What are you doing out here?

- It's freezing. - It's a beautiful night.

I wanted to get some fresh air.

Have a seat.

Isn't this reserved?

Reserved for you.

Want anything to eat?

Yeah. I'm starving.

What's good tonight?

What about a steak?

That sounds good.

Does it come with home fries?

Or mashed.

They both sound good.

Half order of both?

I'll get the home fries with the steak, medium rare,

and a side of mashed potatoes.

Coming right up.

Learning something about me?

There's something different about you.

Maybe it's me that's changed.

Where are the keys?

You don't keep them anymore?

We're trying to give them back to their owners.

Do you want yours?

No.

I don't need them anymore.

What about your keys?

I got rid of them.

Good night, Jeremy.

I'll see you tomorrow.

You know, I came here the night I left.

But I didn't make it past the front door.

I almost walked in, but I knew that if I did,

I would just be the same old Elizabeth.

I didn't want to be that person anymore.

Hope you enjoy it.

These still left untouched at the end of the night?

Yep, more or less.

Then why do you keep making them?

Well, I always like having one around just in case you pop in, fancy a slice.

Do you remember that last night you were here?

When you practically had an entire pie all by yourself?

Really?

I remember getting really drunk

and having a godawful hangover the next day.

Nothing else?

No. Nothing else.

Well, don't you have a tape I can watch?

I do, but...

I watched it so many times

that the pictures started fading to black and white,

and now it's completely unwatchable.

Must've been an interesting night.

It was.

Never seen a girl eat so much

in all my life.

Like this?

No, it's more like this.

It's good pie.

♪ I don't know how to begin ♪

♪ 'Cause the story has been told before ♪

♪ I will sing along, I suppose ♪

♪ I guess it's just how it goes ♪

♪ And now, though spring's in the air ♪

♪ I don't go out anywhere ♪

♪ I guess it's just how it goes ♪

♪ The stories have all been told before ♪

♪ But if you don't try ♪

♪ The light won't hit your eye ♪

♪ And the moon won't rise or fall... ♪

It took me nearly a year to get here.

It wasn't so hard to cross that street after all.

It all depends on who's waiting for you

on the other side.

♪ If you don't try ♪

♪ The light won't hit your eye ♪

♪ And the moon won't rise ♪

♪ Or fall inside ♪

♪ I don't know how it will end ♪

♪ With all those records playing ♪

♪ I guess it's just how it goes ♪

♪ The stories all have been told before ♪

♪ I guess it's just how it goes ♪

♪ The stories have all been told before ♪

♪ I guess it's just how it goes ♪

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