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(waves lapping)

(jazz music)

♪ There was a turtle by the name of Bert ♪

♪ And Bert the turtle was very alert ♪

♪ When danger threatened him, he never got hurt ♪

♪ He knew just what to do

♪ He'd duck and cover

♪ Duck and cover

♪ He did what we all must learn to do ♪

♪ You, and you, and you, and you ♪

♪ Duck and cover

- [News Announcer] We all know the atomic bomb

is very dangerous.

No matter where we live, in the city or the country,

we must be ready all the time for the atomic bomb.

We hope it never comes, but we must get ready.

First, you have to know what happens

when an atomic bomb explodes.

(air raid siren wailing) There is a bright flash,

brighter than the sun,

brighter than anything you've ever seen.

(ship's horn blowing)

- Dad!

Dad!

(gulls squawking)

(splashing)

(gasping)

- [Radio Speaker] Now is the time to get rid of the slums

and ghettos of Chicago.

Now is the time to make justice a reality

all over this nation.

Now is the time! (crowd cheering)

- [Demonstrator On Radio] I've been in many demonstrations

all across the South, but I can say that I have

never seen, even in Mississippi and Alabama,

mobs as hostile and as hate-filled as I've seen in Chicago.

(car motor puttering)

- Thank you, bye.

- Bye.

(orchestra playing)

(waves lapping)

- Give me your foot.

They do this in Tahiti.

It's supposed to bring you good luck.

Hey wow, what a great ankle.

What a great leg.

In fact, what a great girl.

Come here.

Why are you sad?

- Summer's almost gone.

(roars)

- For some reason, I just want to nibble

every part of you.

Is that too forward of me?

- Just kind of ticklish.

- Not too forward?

- No, not really.

I think that's the trouble.

You're too respectful of my respectability.

- Your virginity.

- I mean, it's not really the thing today.

Not too groovy.

- Kinda out.

- Yeah.

- I thought 15 year old girls were still taught no.

- God, that shows how out of touch you 16 year olds are.

Today, we're taught maybe, why not, what the hell?

- Is that how you feel?

- I don't know.

- Well that's it.

- Great.

- Anything out there?

- Don't bother, it's a shit day.

(rock & roll music)

- Hi Teresa.

Something smells good.

- [Mother] How was orchestra?

- Good.

- [Mother] Come in!

- We went to the beach afterward.

- Sit down. (chuckles)

Is Brett in the orchestra?

- Yeah, he's new.

Tried out this summer, plays trumpet.

- Is that where you met him?

- Yeah, it was really cute.

He offered to carry my cello.

Asked if there was a body in the case.

- Have you met his family?

- His aunt.

He's living with her.

He was at a boarding school out here.

His parents are divorced, back East somewhere.

- Teresa's cooking you dinner.

Chicken pot pie.

You like chicken pot pie.

- Yeah.

- (sighs) You really do hate me, don't you Liza?

I see it often in your eyes.

- No.

- No?

You can't admit it?

You should.

You should just spit it out.

Get it out into the open.

- I dreamed about Dad last night.

I dreamed he was going away on a ship.

I wanted to go with him.

I got there too late.

I'll never understand why he killed himself.

- You know, I wish you could see

how unfair you're being, Liza.

How you're always judging me and accusing me,

casting me in the image of a bad person.

I'm a good person, Liza.

I'm a good mother.

- Yes.

- I think it's time for you to make some new friends.

I've already talked to Claire and suggested

a date with her son, (laughs) maybe an affair.

Of course she was shocked.

On the bed there's an envelope.

See it?

- Yeah.

- It's a present.

Go buy something pretty.

- It's a lot.

Thanks.

♪ Gonna take a little trip

♪ Motor babe where the sunshine hits ♪

♪ 'Bout a mile from old L.A.

♪ And down the freeway where the surfers play ♪

♪ In Hollywood, U.S.A.

(car horns blowing) (brakes screeching)

- Four fingers to you, mother.

- What is that supposed to mean?

Four fingers?

- Not a damn thing, but nobody knows that.

And it drives 'em crazy trying to figure it out.

(laughing)

♪ Jan and Dean and the Beach Boys too ♪

Most of these cats grow chin lettuce and long hair

to keep out of the draft.

They think if they look weird enough

they'll be rejected.

That's cool, I'm hip.

Hey your brother had a good beard, didn't he?

- Yeah, right?

He had a great beard.

Looked like Jesus or John the Baptist.

- (laughs) Yeah.

- So he gets his notice for his physical.

They make you take off all your clothes

and go to the doctor.

Suddenly he's in front of a psychiatrist who asks,

"Has anything important ever happened to you?"

My god, what an opportunity.

Just the time to say, "Doc, the Lord speaks to me.

"Tells me groovy things."

You know that kinda jazz.

- Yeah, that's right.

- So Ray, Ray's so straight, he just

cracks a joke and says, "Sure, Doc.

"I was president of my third grade class."

Bingo, drafted, shipped to Vietnam.

Letting you guys know, killed the first week

by a rocket (engine revving)

while watching a movie.

Damn, what a way to get it.

- Yeah, some drag.

What was the movie?

- Jesus, how the hell am I supposed to know?

What a stupid question.

- Well, it's a stupid war.

♪ They say all the pretty girls ♪

♪ Come from Louisville

♪ No, no, they come from Memphis ♪

♪ And all the sweet girls

♪ Come from Baltimore

♪ Uh-uh, they come from Memphis ♪

♪ M-E-M-P-H-I-S

♪ That's Memphis, Tennessee

♪ I hear all the cool girls

(laughing) - Hey, you kids.

This isn't a library.

- He's telling us.

- Holy shit!

- [Moviegoer] You kids scram, get outta here.

♪ Met a little girl just the other day ♪

♪ Came a-walking by my house

♪ Took my heart away

- I saw your dad on TV last week, Paul.

He looked really nice.

- He's filming in Rome.

Married an Italian chick.

They're having a kid, I think.

I haven't seen him for maybe over a year.

- When I got home today there was a letter

from my father.

Next week I'm goin' East to stay with him.

- How do you feel about that?

- My aunt's had enough of me.

And no way I'm going back to some boarding school.

I'll go to New York and live with him

'til he kicks me out.

I want the rent!

But I don't have the rent!

I want the rent!

But I don't have the rent!

- My father used to do that.

I'll pay the rent!

Curses, foiled again.

- (laughing) That's good.

(rock & roll music)

- See that man and woman over there?

I'll bet they're married.

You know how I can tell?

They don't talk.

Maybe they say pass the salt,

but other than that, they don't talk.

And they aren't having any fun.

Someday I guess I'll be married.

I sure don't want it to be like that.

♪ Doesn't matter if a platter seems to sound that way ♪

♪ 'Cause we like it and we know it is here to stay ♪

♪ I wanna rhythm with beat

♪ Make it sound so real

♪ I wanna rhythm with a rock

♪ Show you how I feel

♪ I wanna a rhythm with a roll

♪ Travel down the street

♪ I wanna hear them play the rock & roll beat ♪

♪ Go man go go go

(cello music)

- Okay, that's enough for today.

You need to practice that.

- Yeah, the bowing.

- You're rushing it.

It's not veiled enough, it's not mysterious enough.

You're getting it though.

The things we talked about last week are much better.

You want some iced tea?

- Yeah, thanks. - Okay.

- Pearl?

- [Pearl] Yes?

- I guess you've gone to bed with a lot of men?

- What was that?

- Uh, well I, I didn't mean it...

- So, I'm famous?

I get talked about?

- Not really.

(laughs)

- I'll tell you something.

There do seem to be a lot of them.

That's because I can't keep one.

They keep leaving me so I keep getting new ones.

- Who do you have now?

- Now? (sighs)

He's a schlemiel.

He thinks he's the greatest lover in the entire world

because he can go, you know, two, three times in a night.

Or maybe you don't know.

Anyway (laughs) I call him the firecracker

because half the time he goes off

three seconds after you light the fuse.

- Do you love them all?

- Do you mean am I in love with them?

- Yeah.

- No, but I liked them all.

I even liked the squeaker.

- The squeaker?

- (laughs) Yeah, he would make these cute little

squeaking noises every time he, um...

Well, anyway, I liked him.

(car horn blowing)

- That's Harold, my mother's boyfriend.

- Hm.

Hm, cool car.

- What's that name you had

for all your girlfriends, Harold?

- You mean before I met your mother?

- Yeah, you had a funny word.

I've heard you say it.

- Lolita's fungible.

- That's it, it's a crazy word.

What's fungible?

Sounds dirty.

- (laughs) Not at all.

It's a term used in law.

It means interchangeable.

Of such a nature that one specimen may be used

in place of another specimen,

in the satisfaction of an obligation.

- So they were interchangeable?

- Except for minor differences, height,

hair color, so forth.

They were beautifully interchangeable.

Really rather silly girls, Liza.

Most of them wanted to be actresses.

Maybe they'd modeled for a catalog

or something downtown,

but none of them had any staying power.

They drift.

Come up a moment.

I'll just be a minute, Liza.

Feel free, explore.

- Your house is cool.

Great view.

- [Harold] Liza, in here are some

Katik Colewith's lithographs.

Originals, I want you to see them.

- Okay.

- [Harold] I just had them framed, I want your opinion.

- It's beautiful.

(door clicks) (gasps) Oh my god!

- Liza, my darling.

- Please, I'm not your darling.

Harold, let me go.

Harold, you're crazy.

Harold, you're hurting me.

- I adore you.

- God, Harold, do you know what you're doing?

- I know that I love you.

Ssh, I'll be gentle.

Very, very gentle.

- Stop it!

- You are such a lovely girl.

Beautiful bud.

Awakening, opening.

Ow! Little bitch!

Liza!

I didn't know you were there!

Liza, I was about to take a shower!

Liza, this is a misunderstanding, it's absurd!

You're misunderstanding it.

Liza, come back!

Liza, Liza!

I'm gonna get angry!

Liza!

(sighs) Crap.

- You gonna tell your mama?

- No.

- Why not, child?

- She won't listen.

Think I was making it up.

- You should tell her.

- She won't believe me.

She thinks I hate her.

(sighs)

Teresa?

Teresa.

- Mm-hmm, what is it, honey?

- You remember when I was little and scared of the dark?

- Sure I remember.

- All right, I used to wake up in the middle of the night

with bad dreams, and I'd come down to your room

to find you.

- I remember.

- [Man On TV] The good old days, when Mrs. Pamela Benjamin

was caught smoking in the garden,

she got a severe scolding and no supper that night.

Later, Mrs. Cynthia Robinson was caught

smoking in the cellar behind the preserves.

Although she was 34, her husband sent her

straight to her room.

Then at last, women won their rights.

♪ You've come a long way, baby

- [Woman On TV] Introducing new Virginia Slims.

(muffled speech)

Tailored for the feminine hand.

(muffled speech)

With flavor women like.

Mellow, mild Virginia flavor.

New Virginia Slims, the slims (muffled)

♪ You've come a long way, baby

♪ To get where you've got to today ♪

♪ So you got your own cigarette now, baby ♪

♪ You've come a long, long way

- Come to where the cancer is, baby.

Come to cigarette country.

It's a festival of lies.

- Lies make the world go around, babe.

Everything's a lie.

Religion, how about my god's better than your god?

That makes a lot of sense, right?

Or patriotism, okay I'll probably be drafted

like everyone else, but hey, my country

right or wrong, huh?

Or morality, the golden rule is no lie,

but who the hell's following it?

With all the nukes ready to launch,

we don't even know if we're gonna be here tomorrow.

This world could end in 15 minutes.

- What scares me the most isn't that

we wouldn't be here, but that we forget.

It's like the baby in Mary Poppins.

When it's born it knows and understands everything.

Even the language of the birds.

And after a few days it forgets.

Will we forget?

Brett?

- [Brett] Yeah?

- Have you ever made love to anyone?

- Oh for Christ's sake.

- That's not an answer.

You know, I mean really.

Tell me.

Brett.

- Yeah?

- You're going away

and maybe I won't ever see you again.

You know, I mean things happen, that may be it.

And I know you'll have lots of girls.

I want you to have lots of girls.

But I decided something.

I wanna be first, your first girl.

I don't want your first girl to be anyone except me.

- You're not kidding.

- That's how I feel.

(mellow music)

Don't make me pregnant, I'll tell you right now.

I won't have any damn abortion.

- You changing your mind about this?

- No.

- I thought you told me you got ahold of some pills.

- Suppose they don't work.

- Why shouldn't they work?

Look, this is no time to think of that.

- I just want us both to be careful.

Take precautions.

- We are taking precautions.

I mean, you're taking precautions.

Ugh, you're confusing me!

This was your idea, remember?

You want to turn around?

- No, I wanna keep going.

It's just how do we know what we really want?

- What?

- How do we know we won't regret it?

- Well maybe that's what life's all about.

- What?

- Finding out and surviving.

Not getting killed in the process.

(waves lapping ashore)

- Brett?

- Yeah?

- Do you think we're safe here?

The tide can't reach us?

- Yeah, we're above the tide.

- What about creeps?

- What?

- Creeps, murderers, perverts, psychopathic

killers and rapists?

Papers are full of them.

You know the most horrible crimes are committed

on deserted beaches.

- Um, I don't think they found this section yet.

- Brett, I'm serious.

Don't you ever look at a newspaper?

- It's too frightening.

I've given 'em up.

- Brett, I'm kind of scared.

- Nothing's gonna happen unless you want it to,

unless we both want it to.

That's our agreement.

We got a whole week before your school starts

and before I go East.

- I'm cold.

Brett?

- Yeah?

- [Liza] I'm lonely.

- I'm here, I'm not going anywhere.

- No, I mean I'm lonely.

Couldn't you be inside my sleeping bag?

I mean, but not do anything?

- The last night, (laughs) oh ho, man.

She really put out, I mean, all the way,

right on the counter.

- Bullshit.

She's so scared of getting knocked up

she probably just let you put it between her legs.

- Thursday mornings, this married chick comes over.

Undresses, gets in the bed, later scrubs my back.

- How'd you like to throw a fuck into her?

- Hey we can sleep on the beach tonight in Carmel.

There's a cove with very clean, white sand

and a great view of the coast.

We can get there around like five or six.

Hey.

Pass the salt.

People will think we're married.

- What a fantastic place.

- It's like he's saying hi to you.

(laughs)

- Hi!

- Hello! - Hello!

(laughs)

We could get married in a church like this.

- I guess we could.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

Ta da!

(claps)

- What are you doing?

- Ding!

Tell me your sins.

- Ah, bless me Father for I have sinned.

It has been 16 years since my last confession.

(laughs)

- There you go! (laughs)

If the world ever does blow up,

this would be a good place to meet, start over.

It's so timeless, you know?

There's this feeling like it'll always be here.

You know?

- There's actually an Air Force base near here.

Vandenberg?

It's where they test missiles.

In a war, it'd be a first place for an H-bomb.

Wouldn't be much left of this place.

- Oh.

- Place called La Purisima, the pure.

- La Purisima.

- San Simeon, Hearst, his castle.

- I've got a friend Nancy who...

- What?

- My friend Nancy.

She's staying with her sister somewhere before Carmel.

Her sister's married, they have a big house.

What?

- I didn't say anything.

- We could stay there tonight.

You want to?

- Instead of Carmel?

- Yeah, it looks like it'll rain.

Doesn't it to you?

- You want to?

- Yeah.

- Okay.

(mellow music)

- Okay.

She says come up tonight.

They're having a party.

(hippie music)

- They should make more films about peace.

- Peace, how do you spell that?

- We do not use music.

Rather the love call of the Peruvian Indian.

- Don't you like sex?

- Who saying what to whom?

- I thought the question was rhetorical,

but to me it's the mass media symbol

of militant anarchy.

- To carve an elephant, take away everything

that's not an elephant.

- You should be a psychiatrist.

- You should see a psychiatrist.

- You put this in my drink on purpose.

I know you did.

Are you trying to poison me or tell me something?

- This is marvelous!

What are you doing here?

Never mind, I'm just really happy to see you.

- Nancy, this is Brett.

- Hi. - Hi.

- Dinner's almost ready, there's plenty.

I can lend you something to wear.

You guys should stay the night.

There's so much room.

- Great.

- This is my brother-in-law, Tim.

This is Liza, we used to go to school together,

and this is Brett.

- Hi. - Hi.

- Tim's grandfather built this house

with his own two hands.

He didn't have any help,

not even to raise these two beams.

- Oh, fantastic.

- It was a bit of a tour de force.

But he wanted to do it his own way.

He's a purist.

- A fanatic.

Darling, the lasagna?

- Excuse me.

- We are celebrating the survival of California

from the latest non earthquake.

We celebrate it every year.

(glasses clinking) (chattering)

- Fun part.

- What are those?

- [Male Guest] Really, because it tastes

very familiar to my grandmother's cooking.

Yes.

- Damned if I know.

Stay high.

(drumming on table)

(hooting)

(laughing)

(clapping)

- I detest the man I'm with.

Will you take me home with you later?

It would be marvelous with us.

What's the matter?

Don't you find me attractive?

- Hell yeah.

- Oh shut up, god!

Hi. - Hi.

- Would you like to cheer me?

- Absolutely.

(Middle Eastern music)

- Lie down.

- Where's Liza?

- Where's anybody?

Come to mama.

- Look, where's Liza?

Liza!

- She's all right.

- Look, I'm sorry, I have to find her.

(Middle Eastern music)

(screaming) - Oh my god!

- Shit!

- Bitch!

(yelling) (shouting)

Get off!

(pounding) (grunting)

- No!

- Liza, Liza!

Are you all right?

Liza, Liza, you okay?

- Too much wine.

Vomited.

♪ Baskets overflowing flowers

♪ You filled with heart with love ♪

♪ Tender, tender, tender as the morning light ♪

♪ That only lovers ever notice

♪ And my shirt is filled with little birds ♪

♪ I'm painting lions on your trousers ♪

♪ I wanna hold you

♪ I wanna kiss you

♪ I wanna hold your hand forever ♪

♪ And I don't ever wanna leave you ♪

♪ I don't ever wanna go

♪ And wake and find you not beside me ♪

♪ I wanna hold your hand forever ♪

♪ Oh yes, yes, yes

♪ And my shirt is filled with little birds ♪

♪ I'm painting lions on your trousers ♪

♪ I wanna hold you

♪ I wanna kiss you

♪ I wanna hold your hand forever ♪

♪ And I don't ever wanna leave you ♪

♪ I don't ever wanna go

♪ And wake and find you not beside me ♪

♪ I wanna hold your hold hand forever ♪

♪ Oh yes yes

Couldn't you be a conscientious objector?

- No, you have to be religious.

I mean, you can't just object.

You can't just say I don't wanna kill.

That's not conscientious enough.

- What about Canada?

Suppose you went up there?

- Oh, I don't know.

I still have a couple years.

That's a long time.

- What are we gonna do about tonight?

- Find a motel.

I guess that's what we should do.

- Yeah.

- I guess we should go.

- Yeah, we should go.

- Hey, hey.

Hi!

That's a nice spot you guys got here.

- You're welcome to it.

We're leaving.

- Why, what's your hurry?

What's your hurry, man?

- Nothing.

(seagulls squawking)

(makes gun shot sound) (laughs)

- [Leader] I would of got him, huh?

Hey, hey, wait up, wait up, hey.

Sonny here wants to talk to you about something.

- Me?

- Yeah, yeah.

This guy here he wants to say something to you.

- I don't like your face.

- [Drunk Guys] Ooh!

- Huh?

- And?

- Yeah, and you're a son of a bitch.

- They're drunk, let's go.

- Hey, you're gonna let him get away with that?

Hey, hey!

Hey, he just called your mother a dog, man.

He called your mother a dog.

Come on!

It's just a friendly fight.

No one gets hurt, all right?

(pounding)

(grunting)

Come on, Sonny!

- Is my mother a dog?

- No!

- Are you sure?

- Yes!

- Are you very sure?

- Yes!

- [Leader] Whoa.

- [Sonny] Shut up!

(laughing)

- Oh look, Sonny's gonna cry.

- Where'd you learn that?

- My brother.

We fought a lot.

It's a wide, weird world.

(engine revving)

This looks all right, huh?

- [Liza] It looks okay.

- How many nights?

- One.

- Twin bed, king size?

- Uh, king size.

- Uh-huh.

Hm, Mr. and Mrs. Bryan, huh?

- Any problem?

- No, no, no, I don't ask to see no marriage licenses.

Long as you can pay the rate.

$14 in advance.

- Advance?

- Yeah. (chuckles)

Had one young chap come in, ask if he could

pay half in advance!

I told him no sir, that goes against the grain.

- Mm-hmm.

Against the grain, huh?

- Yeah, you kids, (laughs)

you kids today.

- Oh, no fireplace.

- In August?

- What, it's romantic.

Oh, no view.

- I guess the view's supposed to be in the room.

Hey, the bath looks great.

I've been dying for a bath.

- What's the matter?

- I don't know, it's crazy.

My heart's pounding.

- Yeah, the room numbers look like police badges.

- I think we should have said

we're brother and sister.

- Oh, with that guy it'd be worse.

- I mean, we could have said our parents

are meeting us here.

Something.

- You really are nervous.

- Of course.

The bed looks kinda nice.

- Yeah.

(low whirring)

(door clicks)

Turn out the light.

- What's that sound?

- Oh, it's this thing.

It's called magic fingers or something.

I thought I'd see what it's like.

- Magic fingers, huh?

- Yeah.

- Who needs it?

- Yeah.

(knocking)

Holy Christ, what is it?

- [Desk Clerk] It's me, open up!

- Listen pal, we're dead tired

and we're trying to sleep.

- [Desk Clerk] Yeah, well I wanna talk.

- I don't believe this.

(knocking)

- [Desk Clerk] I can always use my key, buddy.

- Oh Jesus.

Get in the bathroom, okay?

- [Desk Clerk] Mr. and Mrs. Bryan.

- Just a minute!

- [Desk Clerk] Heh, heh, come on pal.

- All right, what the hell is it?

(laughs)

- Leave me alone, now, now.

♪ As she led me down to the cellar ♪

♪ Said I was a dern nice feller ♪

Oh, a nice room.

- Just what the hell do you want?

- I gave you the largest one, same price.

- Yeah, it's a great room.

What the hell do you want?

- Well, I brought some scotch.

I thought maybe you and the girl

might like a snort.

- No thanks.

- You're letting in the bugs.

- Hm, you don't like TV?

- TV?

- Maybe you want to smoke some grass.

- Listen, mister.

Get outta here, huh?

- Where's the girl?

- She's around.

Now look, get outta here or I'm gonna call the police.

♪ Why was that

♪ So soft and furry like a pussy cat ♪

- Oh, I have to laugh.

The police.

(laughs) Oh my.

I thought we could all just have

a nice little chat.

I could get in trouble having you kids here.

Too young, you're runaways.

- Oh come off it!

- Ah, now I could prove it to you, boy,

Point by point.

I don't like calling the Sheriff.

Deputy comes out, asks all kinda questions.

Who needs it?

Now the night clerk comes on at 10.

I'll be back, we'll have a few laughs.

I'm a real nice guy.

Everybody says so.

- Bastard!

That sick bastard!

- [Liza] Hey, you'll get a shock!

(guzzles)

(coughs)

- Here's to you, jolly old innkeeper.

(glass shattering)

Let's get the hell outta here.

- Let's go home.

I just wanna go home.

- Sure.

Well at least no worry about getting pregnant.

- I knew I could count on you to find the bright side.

(car horn blowing)

- Hey, hey, what are you doing?

Oh shit.

What do you want?

- When we want you to know something, we'll tell ya.

- Hold on.

Run, try to stop someone!

- Stop, please!

Please help, stop!

- Hey, hey, hey, come here.

We're not gonna hurt you.

- There's nothing in there!

- Shut up.

Hold him, Sonny.

- Stop, please help us!

- Come here.

- Hey, come here!

- You!

You leave that girl alone!

You leave that girl alone, you hear me?

And you, get off that boy!

Get off of him!

- Shut up, you old bag.

- Yeah, mind your own business.

- This is my business!

Don't think a lot of lotta people

hadn't been taken down your plates.

You better get outta here real quick like.

There are gonna be cops here real soon!

A whole lot of them.

They'll be crawling all over the place.

That's right!

That's real smart.

- Go fuck yourself, lady!

- Yeah, well Merry Christmas to you too!

(engine roaring)

(grunts)

- You okay?

- Yeah, I think I skinned my leg.

- Bad?

- I don't think so.

- You all right?

- Yeah.

Hey listen, thanks.

You got a lotta guts.

- I was scared.

What'd they want with you anyway?

- I don't know.

- I don't know how to thank you.

- You do the same for me one day.

You know what I mean.

For someone.

- Hey, wait!

We don't know your name.

(laughs)

(engine roars)

(birds chirping)

(snapping)

- Hey.

- Hi!

- Where'd you get that stuff?

- Bought it.

Little store over there.

(mellow music)

- Let's go.

Watch your step.

(splashing)

- How is it?

- It's great, come on in!

- It's cold!

- Come on, use willpower.

- I haven't got any.

(splashing) (laughing)

It's freezing!

Oh my god!

Taste of cigar.

- I love you.

- You don't have to say that.

- I know, but that's part of why I love you.

- Love, I always thought it was sort of phony.

You know, like a hook.

- A what?

- Like a fishing hook.

To hook you in.

To sugar coat the necessity for re-population.

Something for others, maybe.

Not for me.

I used to say, you know, contemptuous,

I don't know what love is.

I still don't know what it is.

And I guess I just thought that

sex was some sort of crazy itch.

Something pretty scary too.

But you know what?

- Tell me.

- It was great.

(laughs)

- You were fantastic.

- No, you were.

You know what else is fantastic?

- What?

- No mosquitoes.

- We scared them away.

(soft music)

I wonder what's gonna happen to us.

You know, years from now.

- Okay, I'm looking into the future.

All the mists are clearing.

It's slowly, slowly clearing.

- Yes (laughs) yeah, tell me what you see.

- Oh, it's all so clear.

It's never been so clear.

I see, oh, more mist.

- You'll never get your palm crossed with silver for that.

I guess the two things that feel best in life

are lying naked next to your lover

and someday holding your child.

(birds chirping)

- [Policeman On Radio] 323 to

(static buzzing)

Adam Young, 1955.

- Hey don't you have any real criminals to look for?

- Sure, plenty.

When we catch 'em, half the time

the courts let 'em off.

Runaways we grab when we have nothing else to do.

- How'd you find us?

- [Policeman] License plate on your motorcycle.

Park keeps a record.

Just a matter of a little walk upstream.

- What about my motorcycle?

- That's something you might want to mention in Salinas.

(policeman talking over radio)

- [Baseball Announcer On TV] And again over hand, this time

with a curve, it's inside.

It's one ball and one strike.

Has pitched one no-hitter in his career

in the Major Leagues.

Runner going, the hit is head out the right,

down the line...

(muffled speech)

At the end of 4 and a half, the New York Mets one,

the San Francisco Giants nothing.

(keys jangling)

- [Police Woman] When you sign out at the desk,

they'll give you the rest of her possessions.

- Thank you.

Get your things.

- What about Brett?

- They'll let him go tomorrow.

I'm not gonna sign a complaint.

- A complaint?

- I said get your things.

- I wanna see Brett, Mother.

- All right.

- Hi.

- How are you, Miss Davies?

- I spoke to your aunt, Brett.

You're going to be living in the East,

which I'm very glad for.

Because you're to stay away from my daughter.

You understand?

You're to keep away from her.

- She's upset.

- You bet I am.

I'm upset and uptight and I have a right to be.

- So listen, don't mind my mother.

- I know.

I won't.

- Good.

Tomorrow they're letting you out,

so I'll see you again.

Before you leave?

- Sure.

(soft music)

- I don't want this to be the end.

- No.

- Brett?

I love you so much.

What time is it?

- Have you no feeling?

No consideration?

Are you so selfish?

- All right, Mother.

You can drop the act.

It's not exactly the real you, you know?

I'm not your bag.

You're made of stone, or is plastic?

Nothing moves you, nothing touches you.

Anything unpleasant, you tune it out.

- And what do you do?

- I try not to hurt people.

- You don't think you hurt me?

- I went on a trip, Mother.

No big deal.

How often do you go on trips and leave me behind?

I didn't just run off.

I told you what I was doing and where I was going.

I left a note.

- You left a note?

How dare you! (screaming)

- Mother! - How dare you!

How dare you!

I called your friends, I called the hospitals.

I haven't slept, I've been out of my mind!

- There are plenty of times I wish

you'd have a fit.

Even hit me, anything.

(crying)

Anything except ignore me like you usually do.

I don't understand you.

You have no right to hit me.

- I'm your mother.

(crying)

- Yes.

(ticking)

(air raid siren wailing)

- That's it, everybody drop.

Cover.

Put your heads between your legs.

- And kiss your ass goodbye.

(students chattering quietly)

(radio static buzzes)

- [News Announcer] United States aircraft

and resume action in North Vietnam.

(classical music)

- Liza!

- Hi Gayle.

- Hi, how was your summer?

- Pretty good.

- We went to Europe.

London, Paris, Italy, all over.

It was outta sight.

I mean, you see these places in movies

and magazines and you think you're not gonna be

super impressed, you know.

Like real knocked out?

All of a sudden, you're there.

There's Big Ben and Buckingham Palace.

It's all dirty outside, but who cares?

(mellow music)

- So, goodbye.

- Goodbye.

- We'll write.

- Sure, we'll write.

- Be careful, Brett!

Have fun, too.

And have a good life.

- Yeah, you too.

(soft music)

- And you know you're in England

because all the cars and trucks

have the steering wheel on the wrong side.

Hey, where are you going?

♪ Baskets overflowing flowers

♪ You filled my heart with love ♪

♪ Tender, tender, tender as the morning light ♪

♪ That only lovers ever notice

♪ And my shirt is filled with little birds ♪

♪ I'm painting lions on your trousers ♪

♪ I wanna hold you

♪ I wanna kiss you

♪ I wanna hold your hand forever ♪

♪ And I don't ever wanna leave you ♪

♪ I don't ever wanna go

♪ And wake and find you not beside me ♪

♪ I wanna hold your hand forever ♪

♪ Oh yes yes

♪ And my shirt is filled with little birds ♪

♪ I'm painting lions on your trousers ♪

♪ I wanna hold you

♪ I wanna kiss you

♪ I wanna hold your hand forever ♪

♪ And I don't ever wanna leave you ♪

♪ I don't ever wanna go

♪ And wake and find you not beside me ♪

♪ I wanna hold your hand forever ♪

♪ Oh yes yes yes

♪ And my shirt is filled with little birds ♪

♪ I'm painting lions on your trousers ♪

♪ I wanna hold you

♪ I wanna kiss you

♪ I wanna hold your hand forever ♪

♪ And I don't ever wanna leave you ♪

♪ I don't ever wanna go

♪ And wake and find you not beside me ♪

♪ I wanna hold your hand forever ♪

♪ Oh yes yes

♪ And my shirt is filled with little birds ♪

♪ I'm painting lions on your trousers ♪

♪ I wanna hold you

♪ I wanna kiss you

♪ I wanna hold your hand forever ♪

♪ And I don't ever wanna leave you ♪

♪ I don't ever wanna go

♪ And wake and find you not beside me ♪

♪ I wanna hold your hand forever ♪

♪ Oh yes yes