All language subtitles for Danny Collins (2015) BluRay H264 DolbyD 5.1 + nickarad.eng

(PHONE RINGING)

(TYPEWRITER CLACKING)

MAN 1: Wow, you're Danny Collins.

MAN 2: Yeah.

MAN 1: Jesus H!

You mind if we listen while we talk?

MAN 2: Sure.

(RECORD PLAYER CLICKS)

(MUSIC PLAYING)

MAN 1: ls this cool?
Sure.

Smoke?

No. No, thanks.

Well, the album's going to be massive, kid.
Who got you there?

MAN 2: I'm sorry?

MAN 1: Your influences,
who do you dig?

Who makes you hard?

Oh. (CLEARING THROAT)

Well, um, (COUGHING) I guess, I...
If I had to think...

Hold on.

June 30th, 1971.

Guy DeLoach with the apparently
pre-pubescent Danny Collins.

For Chime Mag.

(CLEARING THROAT)

More than anything,
it's your writing.

You write like
fucking Lennon, man.

(CHUCKLING NERVOUSLY)

That's, um... (CLEARING
THROAT) Thank you.

I guess he's probably
the one who, um,

you know, makes me the hardest.

(LAUGHING)

Jesus H!

Well, you're going
to be huge, kid.

Richer than rich.
Famous as shit.

More women than you
know what to do with.

I'm telling you this,
and I've got to ask,

why are you sitting there
staring at me

looking like that information

scares the livin' shit
outta you?

(EXHALING)

Because it does.

(LAUGHING)

Jesus H!

AUDIENCE: Danny, Danny,
Danny, Danny, Danny.

(CHANTING CONTINUING)

(SNORTING)

(GRUNTING)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS
ON RADIO)

Break a leg, Danny.

Just tell me whose.

(CHUCKLING)

(AUDIENCE CHEERING)

(AUDIENCE WHOOPING)

DANNY: Hello, L.A.!
It's good to be back!

Danny!

(SINGING) Hey, baby
doll What's goin' on?

Sweet baby doll
I'll sing my song!

For you!

You were strong when I was weak

With a kiss upon my cheek

We could fly so far
away from here

My baby!

Baby!

Hey, baby doll!

What's goin ' on?

Sweet baby doll
I'll sing my song for you!

Hey, baby doll!

What's going on...

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

MAN: Excuse me,
Mr. Collins?

Do you think I could bother
you for a quick picture?

Just real quick.
Real quick, my mom will die.

I hope not.

Ah.

Ah, awesome.
Beauty...

I will tweet this to you.
Awesome.

It was a good show tonight, kid.

Awesome.

Hey, Sylvia Plath,
you okay? (CHUCKLING)

If what I just did qualified
as singing, I'd be great.

(EXHALING)

Mmm.
You know...

Little birthday blues, I guess.

Uh-huh.

All right, everyone.

My guy needs a little rest here.

MAN: Bye, Danny.

Sally, thank you
for coming, honey.

Tell your dad
I said hello, Kate.

(CHUCKLING)

See those Golden Girls
in the front row?

Mmm.

Eating the licorice
the entire show.

Can't choose your fans, Danny.

Three of them.

Each one older than the next.
(CHUCKLING)

Made one pack of licorice
last the whole show.

Just sat there gummin' it
for two hours.

(IMITATING EATING LICORICE)

New billboard went up on Sunset.

You should check it out
on your way home, yeah?

All right, enough of this crap.

So, your birthday's tomorrow.

Is that your big problem?

Pregnant women in Africa, feeding half
their village from their titties.

Those ladies got problems.
Not you.

You're so right.
Yeah.

Of course I'm right, I'm always right.
(SCOFFS)

So you go home now to your
stunning, half-your-age fiancé

who insists on throwing you this
massive surprise party tomorrow,

which I didn't
just tell you about,

and then go tell

the sore-titted African
ladies your problems.

Okay?

Okay.

See you at my
surprise party, buddy.

(CHUCKLING)

Hey.
Yeah?

It was a good show tonight, kid.

Really.

(EXHALING DEEPLY)

Okay.

We'll have to get that fixed for you, Mr.
Collins. How was the show?

I'm home!

(ELEVATOR WHIRRING)

Babe?

I'm in the shower.

Listen, I'll be out in a minute.

I'm just finishing shaving.
(WATER TRICKLING)

What'd you do tonight?

Just busywork around here.

You're always doing busywork.

We have a big house. Running
it keeps a girl busy, right?

Oh, uh, hon?

Yeah, just a second.

You know...
Uh, Jesus, Sophie.

What?

Okay. (STAMMERING)
The kid out front?

Could you maybe
say something to him?

Because I don't need
a half-hour of chit-chat

every time I pull into my house.

He's your fan, he's just
trying to impress you.

Well, he's failing.

I'm gonna go rest
before my surprise party.

God damn it, fucking Frank!

ALL: Surprise!

Oh, no! No way!

You did this.

ALL: Aw.

You guys should
know better, you know,

you don't surprise a guy my age.

You'll give me a heart attack.

(ALL CHEERING)

(SNORTING)

FRANK: She looks like
a young Jackie O.

(CHUCKLING)

I look absurd with her.

Yes, you do.

We have to make her
sign a prenup, don't we?

Yes, we do.

(SIGHING)

I'm way too old to be putting
this much shit up my nose.

Yes, you are.

Jesus, Frank,

don't give me all the good
stuff at once, will ya.

You're really earning
that 10% tonight, pal.

What do you want me to say?

Oh, no, Danny,

you look perfectly normal standing
next to a coked-up teenager

who can't keep
her nipples covered

for more than five minutes.

Prenup?
Who needs a prenup?

I mean, sure, you've gone
through three wives already,

but this one seems
like the real deal.

Oh, look,

I can see her vagina again.

(CHUCKLING)

That's cute.

Thank you, I try.

(EXHALING DEEPLY)

So,

I know how fanatical
you are about Lennon.

So I started futzing around
on the Internet,

and I, uh, get in touch with this one guy.
He's a collector.

I tell him that I'm looking
to get you something special.

(CHUCKLING) Holy shit.

I've been holding onto this
for three months.

No, no, no. Wait, wait.
Hang on, wait.

You remember doing an interview
when you were a kid?

Something called, uh,
Chime Magazine.

Fella named DeLoach?

Yeah. Maybe.
I don't know. Yeah.

Well, I don't know
what you said to the guy,

I mean, you must've mentioned
Lennon or something.

But that doesn't matter,
the point is

Lennon read it.

The interview.

And...

He wrote you a letter.

What the hell are you talking about?
(CHUCKLING AWKWARDLY)

John Lennon
wrote you a letter, pal,

in 1971.

He sent it to you care
of this DeLoach guy.

Now DeLoach smells money,

so he holds onto it,
never tells you.

Then DeLoach dies.

But he's not the point,
the point is

he sold that letter

to a collector.

Can you believe this shit?

I'm not following this, Frank.

Open the box.
Open the box.

(GRUNTING)
(CHUCKLING)

John Lennon wrote you a
handwritten letter in 1971.

Can you fucking believe it?

Read it!

(CHUCKLING)

"Dear Danny Collins.

"Yoko and I read your interview.

"Being rich and famous doesn't
change the way you think.

"It doesn't corrupt your art.

"Only you can do that.

"So, what do you think
about that, Danny Collins?

"Stay true..." (EXHALING)

"...to your music.

"Stay true to yourself.

"My phone number is below.

"Call me, we can discuss this.

"We can help.

"Love, John."

It's crazy, right?

I've been holding onto this
for months now.

(ENGINE TURNING OFF)

I'm home!

Whatcha doin'?

Packing.
Oh.

Where are we going?

We're not going anywhere.

But I'm going away.

Where you going?

Where?

Where is he?

Who?

Whoever you were just in bed with.
That's who.

Danny, I don't know
what you're talking about.

Come on, Sophie.

I didn't pull in the way
I usually do,

so the kid outside couldn't
call you and stall me.

Okay, listen. I'm not
mad, I promise you.

I am not mad.

I just want to know who the fuck
is in my house. That's all.

Hey! Wherever you are,
it's okay,

I promise, I'm not mad.

I just wanna see your face.

Jesus, just come out.

It's okay.

Busywork.

Judd.

No, "Busywork."

I'm going to call you Busywork
because she's always doing busywork.

Now, I understand.

Okay, kids,
you and Busywork here,

I want you to stay here
for a while, if you wish.

It's fine by me. You're
young, have fun.

I'm looking for my address book.

'Cause I need an address
in my address book,

and I found it.
(DRAWER CLOSING)

Sophie.

I was going to make you
sign a prenup anyway.

You know, so you're not
missing out on the big bucks.

If that makes you
feel better. Hmm?

I guess it does a little.

Okay, you guys, I'm off.

And, Busywork?

Um...

Take care of her. Okay?

My parents had their first
dance to one of your songs.

Sir.
Yeah.

Well, that's fucked up in all
kinds of ways now, isn't it?

Hey, man. Uh, listen.

I need a plane.

Jersey.

Yeah, New Jersey.

Yeah. A car, uh,
you know what I like.

Mmm. Make it red.

Yeah. I'm changing shit up.

MAN: What are you doing?

It's just dead.

There's a dental convention
here this week.

Like four people have been here.
(ENGINE RUMBLING)

Oh, shit!

Oh, shit!

Oh, nice!

Welcome to the Hilton,
Danny Collins.

I mean, Mr. Collins.
I mean, uh...

Welcome to the Hilton, sir.

It's good to be here
at the Hilton.

You can call me Danny.
And what should I call you?

Uh, Nicky Ernst.

Nicky Ernst. Absolute
pleasure to meet you.

You got a great face, Nicky.
(CHUCKLING)

May I give you 100 bucks?

Try not to drool
on the car, Nicky.

Okay.

Welcome to the Hilton,
do you have a reservation?

DANNY: No.

But I hope
that's not a deal breaker

because I am rapidly falling
in love with this here Hilton.

Holy shit!

(CHUCKLING) Holy shit!

I get that a lot.
What's your name?

(CHUCKLING) Um, uh, Jamie.
Jamie. I'm Danny.

Yeah, I know who you are.

How about that guy out front?

Nicky Ernst. He's a
great guy, great face.

Why don't you let him take you
out for a ride in my car?

You'll fall in love.
(CHUCKLING)Oh

Okay. Okay.
(CHUCKLING)

Look at that face.

Why does everybody in here
have such great faces?

And so young. Why are
you all so young?

We're just college kids.
Just graduated.

I'm off for the summer.

That explains it.

(CHUCKLING) Uh...

How long will you be staying
with us, Mr. Collins?

I don't know.
My GPS tells me

that this is not far from
a Hillsdale, New Jersey.

Now, is my GPS lying or
giving me the straight shit?

Straight shit.
You're five minutes away.

Okay, I will stay here.
Indefinitely.

Hang on. Mary!

Man, if another wonderful
face comes out of there,

I don't think I can handle it.

Oh.

That's it. I definitely
can't handle it.

(GIGGLING) Look who it is.
I see. (CHUCKLING)

Hi.

He wants to stay indefinitely

and we can give him
the honeymoon suite.

He doesn't want
the honeymoon suite.

It's not my honeymoon.

And I'm not very sweet.

Any room will suit me fine.

And what college
do you go to, young lady?

(SNIGGERING)
Ha!

(CHUCKLING AWKWARDLY)

So, you're staying
indefinitely? Here?

I'm a huge fan of this Hilton.

Are you married, Mary?

Oh, I'm sorry?

(SOFTLY) Are you
currently betrothed?

No.
Good.

Dinner?

You're asking me to dinner?

Yes. I think so. Jamie? I asked
her to dinner, didn't I?

Yup, yeah, you did.
Proof.

I'm sorry, are you on drugs?

Currently or in general?

Currently?

No. Dinner?

No. I'm going to
have to decline.

You're not a fan?

Currently or in general?
In general.

No. Oh, that's too bad.

But we have good patter.
(MARY CHUCKLING)

Don't we?
Don't we, Jamie?

You following any of this,
are you?

Look, I'll check you in, okay?
No.

While you're checking me in,
I'll check you out.

(SNIGGERING)
(CHUCKLING)

Oh, my God.

(ALL CHUCKLING)

DAN NY: Ooh, ooh!

(DOOR OPENING)

You know, I never actually
saw this being done.

Oh, oh, oh.
(PIANO THUDDING)

Watch the door. Okay.

(STRAINED GRUNTING)

FRANK: Danny?
Hey.

Frank.

Oh, man.

Come to papa.
(CHUCKLING)

Good to see you, buddy.

Oh, what a trip.

I got on the first flight out.

Thanks, Frank.
You been here before?

The bar at the Woodcliff
Lake, New Jersey Hilton?

NO. (CHUCKLING)

Oh, man.
(EXHALING DEEPLY)

Spoke to Sophie.
She said...

I did. I did.

Josh.

You wanna give us ice water

for my handsome
young friend here?

Frank, I decided,

uh, to make some changes
in my life.

Some of the changes may
come as a bit of a shock.

Some may actually
affect you, financially.

I'm here as your friend, Danny.
Not as your manager.

I want to cancel
the rest of the tour.

I'm sorry?

I'm not sorry.

I'm done, Frank.

Done.

So, help me, God,

I will never be forced to
sing those songs again.

Danny, you're spiraling.

Are you on something?
(STAMMERING) What are you taking?

I'm done with
all of that shit too.

No more, no more drinking,
no more drugging. (COUGHING)

You're drinking
right now, Danny.

True.

Let's forget about what
I said about drinking.

I mean, I'm not
running for Pope.

And this is because of Sophie?

(CHUCKLING) Frank, please.

Give me a little credit,
will ya? Sophie?

Okay. What would
have happened

if I got that letter
when I was supposed to?

I would have called him.

For sure as shit,
I would have called him.

Maybe my whole life would
have turned out different.

Don't... Don't...

You're too hard
on yourself, kid.

You always have been.
Now, come on.

Frank.

I haven't written a song
in 30 years. Thirty years.

I'm a fucking joke.

I'm an MC.

A fuckin' court jester
with a microphone.

(SIGHING) I was
the real thing once.

Right. I was
the real thing.

One album, my songs didn't sell,

they handed me their songs to sing.
And I sung.

Mmm.
I gave up.

Danny, you're having
a breakdown.

(CHUCKLING) I hate
to tell you, buddy.

I've been breaking down
for 40 years.

I'm broken. Ain't
nothin' left to break.

I've been abusing my body for the
better part of four decades.

If I'm going to find
any kind of redemption,

I can't waste any more time.

(CLICKS TONGUE)

But why the fuck New Jersey?

One shock at a time, Frank.
(CHUCKLING)

(ELEVATOR BELL DINGING)

Hey, Jamie.

You talk to that kid Nicky
Ernst about that ride yet?

Not yet,
Mr. Collins.

You got to do it.

Uh, meet me
at 7:00 for dinner.

Still going to have to pass.

Mary, you keep passing,

I'll keep making passes and
we'll see who quits first.

Have a nice day,
Mr. Collins.

Big day. Big day for me. I'm meeting
someone for the first time.

How do I look?

Honestly?
(CHUCKLING)

If this relationship is going
to go the distance, Mary,

I think we should
be honest with one another.

Okay. Well,

you look slightly ridiculous.

Nah. I look sharp.
(MARY CHUCKLING)

See you at 7:00.
No, you won't.

Hey, Jamie,
don't forget about Nicky.

He's a wonderful boy.

Don't say anything to anyone.

Nicky Ernst!

It's ready for you, sir.

Oh, man, I don't know what
you did to that girl inside,

but, wow, all she does
is talk about you.

Maybe you should ask her out.

Jamie?
That's the one.

Don't go after Mary.
Mary's mine.

(TIRES SQUEALING)

(BRAKES SCREECHING)

I like your lawn.

Thank you.

(DOOR CREAKING)

Hello!

Hello.

SAMANTHA: Hope, you're not to
open the door to strangers.

He's not a stranger,
we saw him on TV.

Told you.
Whoa!

I told you.

You didn't listen, but I tried to tell you.
(CHUCKLING AWKWARDLY)

I was unsure of, um,
what was appropriate.

He's at work.

(STAMMERING)
I brought bagels.

HOPE: One, two, three...

HOPE: (SINGING) The itsy-bitsy
spider came up the water spout

Down came the rain
and it washed the spider out

Out came the sun
and dried up all the rain

And the itsy-bitsy spider

Climbed up the spout again

That's beautiful. You have
a natural singing voice.

(DANNY VOCALIZING)

Oh, my God.

Just comes out naturally.

How did you find us?

Oh, well, you know,

I had tracked him down
years ago, you know,

just never got the nerve up
to, uh, come see him.

HOPE: I want a bagel.

Can I have a bagel, Mom?

Yeah. Okay.
Let me just...

Wow. On so many
levels. Wow.

(STAMMERING)
How far along are you?

With... Oh, um...

Six months, more or less. Ch.

Uh, boy or girl?
You know?

It's a boy.

Oh. Boy. Wow.

On so many levels.

I have to call him. I
mean, I have to call him.

DANNY: Oh, yeah, sure.

Sure. Sure. Sure.
(PHONE BEEPING)

I just finished the first grade.

And my teacher
is named Mrs. Williams.

Her aunt died last week,
so we had a substitute.

(WHISPERING)
He had a mustache.

She had a mustache?

Oh, it was a he. Oh, okay. He.

Why are you on TV?

Because I'm a singer.

Are you a good singer?

Well, I don't know,
you know, not really.

(SOFTLY) I didn't think so.
SAMANTHA; Hope.

DANNY: You didn't
think so?

(STAMMERING) And why
didn't you think so?

Because when you were on the TV,

my daddy said,
"Shut it off, Samantha!"

And Mommy turned it off
really fast.

And Mommy said, "Tom..."
And Daddy said, "N-O."

And that was that.
(TAPPING ON TABLE)

Wow.

But I thought you were great.
Really.

You thought I was good?

Danny Collins showed up
at our house.

Mmm-hmm.

He's having bagels
in the kitchen with Hope.

Why don't we take
a break from that?

DANNY: Okay.
Let's just color.

Look at this.
Startin' to get it.

What was I supposed to do?

Why don't you do it really slow?

I do, yes,
I do. Okay.

Bye, honey.
Slowly makes it more...

Didn't I already color that?

You did.
You told me that.

Well, he's coming home.

Yay!

Daddy's coming home.

That should be, uh, interesting.

This is going to be interesting.

Mommy, look! It's Yo Gabba Gabba!
I see it.

The orange alien guy has one
eye just in the middle.

Look, it's on TV!
(TAPPING ON FLOOR)

Whoo-hoo! Hey, Hope.
Settle. Calm.

(SIGHING)

SAMANTHA:
Thank you. Okay.

Uh, she seems
a little, uh, energetic.

Or severely hyperactive.

You know ADHD, it's the thing.

Learning issues, behavioral
stuff, all of it.

We do the best we can,
but it's a battle.

Why are you here?

Well, you know,

I'm just, uh...
(EXHALING DEEPLY)

Making some changes in my life.

It's a little late
for that, isn't it?

Maybe. I don't know.
I hope not.

Tom's the best man
I've ever met.

He's solid,

kind, funny.

We've had one fight in 12 years,

(STAMMERING) we've had
one serious fight.

A couple years ago I got backstage
passes for one of your shows.

I thought it was...

You know, he should at
least meet you, right?

After all this time?

He disagreed.

He disagreed strongly.

So, this is not
going to be pretty?

I wouldn't think so, no.

Okay.

So, you think
maybe, uh, you know,

you could help grease
the wheels a little?

(SIGHING) Mr. Collins.

My parents are dead.
His mom is, too.

I mean, I would love
for our children

to know their
one remaining grandparent.

I would love for my husband
to know his father.

In a few minutes, my husband is
going to walk through that door

and when he does,
I feel pretty confident

this will be the last time
lever see you.

And despite your celebrity, and despite
what I want for my own family,

I will not try to stop that.

You did this.

You did this to yourself.

Shame on you.

That was good.

Thanks. I've been practicing since
you gave me the bagels. (CHUCKLING)

It has a certain feel to it.
(SNIFFLING)

Oh, he married well.

He did. I'm great.
Yeah.

See what you missed out on?

Perfect daughter-in-law.

Well...

HOPE: Daddy! Daddy!

Look who it is,
it's the man from TV!

It's the man from TV
that we saw singing!

And Mommy said...
Easy“.

And he brought bagels.
He brought bagels.

Mommy called you.
And you're home early.

Hope, your favorite
flower is a...

Rose.

To smell it, you
breathe through your“.

(SNIFFLING) Keep it in,
long as you can go.

Then let it out in one big...

(EXHALING DEEPLY)
Blow.

Hi, honey.
Hey, baby.

Speak to you
outside for a second?

Of course. Sure.

Okay.

Um...

If I have,

I am truly very sorry,

that I missed out on you.

Thank you for the bagels.

Okay.

Hope, say goodbye
to Mr. Collins.

Goodbye, Mr. Collins.

Mr. Collins,
say goodbye to Hope.

Goodbye to Hope.

(DOOR OPENING)

Come here.

You're so tall.

I'm sorry, what
exactly do you want?

Well, you know...
Are you sick?

(CHUCKLING) ls that what you're doing here?
Are you dying?

No, I'm not sick.

You have every right
to be angry.

No. No. I'm not angry.
Really, I'm not.

I'm a little confused,
and strangely, not interested.

So, if you have anything
to ask me, just go ahead.

'Cause this is the last time
we'll see each other.

So, what do you do for a living?

I work construction.
Local, residential.

It's not my dream job,
but it's steady,

and, you know, Princeton
wasn't exactly in the cards.

What else?

Your mom?

She, uh...

She died of cancer 10 years ago.

Never married,
never spoke about you

except to say that it was a wild
thing she did when she was 23

and got drunk backstage
after one of your concerts.

I use her last name.
Anything else?

You're clearly angry.

Look, I don't care enough
to be angry.

I am wondering what I'm going to tell
my little girl about who you are.

And I'm thinking, I have to be
back at work in 20 minutes.

Are we done here?

I sent checks.

I ripped them up, okay?
Okay.

Okay. Nice to meet you.
Have a good life.

Are you happy?

Am I happy?

I don't know.

You have a happy life?

I hate my boss.

Fucking Mets break
my heart every year.

But I have the most amazing
wife in the history of wives,

and an amazing little girl.

One that I wish
I could do more for.

That I really wish I could do.

But you know what, if it makes
you sleep better at night,

yeah, I'm happy.

And fuck you, you selfish
prick, I am angry.

Mr. Collins.

How we doing tonight?
Oh. (EXHALING DEEPLY)

(SLURRING) Peachy.
Thank you for asking.

Oh, good. I'm really
glad to hear that.

Mr. Collins,

I was wondering if you could
help me with something.

Shoot.
Okay.

When a famous musician starts getting
fall-down drunk in a hotel bar

and you're the manager
of that hotel,

is there a protocol on how
to handle the situation?

Because actually,

we have had a shortage of famous
fall-down drunk musicians lately,

I'm a bit out of my depth.

I see.

Well, you know, I had a bad day.

Oh. Okay.

This is just water.

Oh, really?
Yeah.

Yeah, that's just because
you drank all the booze

and the ice is melted.

Don't be mean to me.
I really had a bad day.

Yeah?
Yeah.

(INHALING DEEPLY)

Well, I had a bad day too. Yeah?

Can I buy you a drink?

Bay Breeze?

Wine spritzer? Maybe even
one of those frozen...

Josh, give me tequila, rocks, something
añejo, and a splash of soda.

Right away, boss.
(EXHALING DEEPLY)

You're not the only rock
star in this hotel.

Apparently not.

(MARY SIGHING)

So, you had a bad day?
Mmm.

Why'd you have a bad day?

Okay, I work with a bunch of
well-meaning... Thank you.

But remarkably
dim twenty-somethings

who are just passing time
until they go back to college.

And one of them
screwed up the computer system

and it took me half the day

to reprogram
every reservation manually.

Mmm.Ah.

What about you?

I tracked down my grown son,

who I've never met before.

I met him, his wife,
my granddaughter.

And then he told me,
quite emphatically,

to fuck off and to die.

(SIGHING)

Well, it was every reservation,

each one had to be reprogrammed manually.
I hope I made that clear.

Can I ask you a question?

Not if it's about why I never
met my son until today.

Oh, shit. Well, that
was my question.

We lost our patter.
Mmm.

It's gone.

You know, I saw you in concert
once, about five years ago.

You did? Yeah, my husband...
My ex-husband.

He was a big fan.
Oh, he loved it.

And you?

I appreciated your zeal.

Oh, shit.

What? Zeal is not awful.

Zeal's not great.

Hear us? "Zeal's not awful.
Zeal's not great."

We got our patter back.
(CHUCKLING)

How about that? We should
take this on the road.

You and me. The new
Nichols and May.

(CHUCKLING)

Well, May and Nichols.
I would want top billing.

You're good.

I want to drink to you.

Toast

Oh, okay.

You'll have to come
a little closer.

Oh, that was so good.
See how I work it?

What does that drink need?
It needs a lemon.

No.

DANNY'. Then he writes,

"What do you think
of that, Danny Collins?"

John Lennon?

John Lennon writes, "What do you
think about that, Danny Collins?"

Yeah.

Well, you know, John.

I think, maybe, uh, you should
have sent the letter to my house.

And then maybe I could have avoided
living such a bullshit life

for the past 40 years,
that's what I think, John.

Well, I might have that last sip.
(CHUCKLING)

I'm sorry. I'm a little giddy.
Laughing, no...

No, I just don't... I usually
don't drink this much.

You've emptied it.

I wonder if anyone's noticing.

There's one of those people
at the... (LAUGHING)

No, the girl at the desk. She's the
one that screwed up the computer.

(CHUCKLING) This is Danny Collins.
Oh, geez.

He's our guest.

Do you have a name, sir?

Uh, Hiroshi.

That's nice, Hiroshi.

Hiroshi.

This is my daughter.
She's 18.

Oh, yeah.
Yeah.

Wow. Don't say it like that.

(BOTH CHUCKLING)

I'm ready.

Okay.
Oh, my Gem.!

It just turns me on.

MARY: Rick and I
split last year.

Most parents, they try to wait

till their kids leave
for college.

But we actually
did the opposite.

We tried to do it at the time

that it would really
screw her up the most.

(LAUGHING)

DANNY: Well, did it work?
Yes. Yeah, perfect.

She's a complete mess,
hates us both.

Guess what?
What?

(CHUCKLING)
She hates him more.

Oh, that's perfect.

My second wife actually was one of
the stars of Gilligan's Island.

Ginger?
No.

Mary Ann?
Yeah.

Wait, that's insane.
I know.

You were married to Mary Ann?
Yes.

(CHUCKLING)
Oh, my God.

So, what's she like?

I don't remember.

(CHUCKLING)

MARY: "...doesn't corrupt your
art, only you can do that.

"So, what do you think
about that, Danny Collins?"

That is unreal.
Yeah.

You know, you better have
something to play me

because if this is just a lame attempt
to get me to your room then...

(CHUCKLING)

Oh. I have something to play you.
Yes.

You're really going to play?

Now, I haven't written
anything in a long time.

And piano's
not my first language.

Piano's my first love, but
it's not my first language.

You're nervous.
Yes.

I love that.
So what?

So bear with me.

(PIANO PLAYING)

(SINGING) It's spring

In my mind

But the autumn leaves

They fall...

(PIANO MUSIC STOPS)

Oh, keep going.-
Keep going.

That's it.
That's as far as I got.

Honestly, this kind of was just a lame
attempt to get you up to my room.

Jesus Christ.

No, no, no, don't go now. Stay.
Good night, Danny.

Come on. I'm an old man
with 10 Scotches in him.

(CHUCKLING)
What am I going to do?

Please, I mean the chances
of anything risqué happening

is so fucking remote.
(CHUCKLING)

Good night, Danny.

Good night, Mary.
Good night.

You know, that song,
it's beautiful.

It's just a little short.

But other than that,
it's beautiful.

Thank you.

And you know, what we were
talking about before,

you shouldn't give up.

I agree.
Yeah.

Dinner tomorrow?

Not that.

Your son.

Oh, yeah. I know.

Okay. But don't give up
on dinner either.

Oh, dinner, uh, tonight?

(DOOR CLOSING)

She'll have dinner with me.

That's right.
A six-year-old girl.

Well, you know,
money's no issue. So...

I'm running my operation
out of the business center.

He said he was sending it to me.

Well, I haven't gotten it yet.

Yeah, it's for my granddaughter.

What's he doing?

He's bitch slappin' the
business center is what he's...

Hey" Hey.

Hey.
(CAMERAS CLICKING)

(HORN TOOTING)

Hey, Ray!

Steve, Mr. Collins.

You'll always be Ray to me.

Ha!
Fine.

Oh, fuck me.

Language, dean

We don't want your music!

You don't want my music?

Tom explained to Hope
how you're a musician

and sometimes musicians
travel door to door

to sell their music.

Just like Girl Scouts
sell their cookies. Yeah.

And sometimes you don't
want Girl Scout cookies,

so we're not
being rude 'cause...

Yeah, we're not rude.

Just don't want any.

I get it.
Okay.

Possibly more complicated
an explanation

than is required
for a seven-year-old.

Possibly. You know
what, I get it.

Mommy, do you see this?

DANNY: Hey, Jimmy!
Hope.

Sorry. Hope.
No, no, it's okay.

No, no. He's got her. He's got her.
Thank you, Jimmy.

So, are you just out
running some errands?

Yeah, you know. I was in the neighborhood.
So, you know.

Are you fucking kidding me?

DANNY: Look at this,
there's three of us.

You got to be
fucking kidding me.

Have you heard of the New
Compass School in Manhattan?

What?

It's the most progressive
private school in the country.

It's got a
multi-modal approach

towards treating children with
learning issues, particularly ADHD.

I pulled some strings,

and you have an interview
in two hours.

HOPE: It has a shower!
DANNY: I know.

You can go in there,
it doesn't work.

Wait a second,
do you really think

we haven't looked
into every school there is?

Not this one.
How do you know that?

Well, you know,
you can't afford it.

(SIGHING)

Steven, would you mind your
own fucking business, please!

I'm sorry, excuse me.

You mean that we have an
interview, as our family, today,

in two hours at the
New Compass School?

People wait two years
for such an interview.

Two years.
You have it in two hours.

Just give me a day to do
something good for you.

And then, you know,
I'm gone, forever.

And you still go to heaven
because you're so damn tolerant.

And I will still go to hell because,
you know, you can't buy redemption.

Everybody wins.

Let's do this thing.
Come on.

Bring your friends,
you have friends?

We got room.

Hey!

This school, it's not like
there's a two-year wait.

It's like there's
a six-year wait.

What are you saying?

I'm saying I'm gonna get Hope

and you put on a shirt
with some fucking buttons.

Hey, Hope.
Come here, baby.

Everything is back there!

I love it!
It's so cool!

And I love everything in it!

It looks like
it could be a house.

And maybe he lives in here!

(SHUSHING) And I'm
sure he really does.

But it's still cool, and I
can't even stop talking!

DANNY: I wrote him, and then
I talked to him on the phone.

So, do you know
Dr. Kurtz?

Sometimes he does a talk-back
thing on his blog.

On his what?

SAMANTHA: His blog.
He writes a blog.

What's a block?

A blog.
It's a...

A blog.

I can't believe
I'm going to meet him.

Everything is on this bus!

This is a school?

The blog doesn't do it justice.
I know.

Sorry to keep
you waiting. Sorry.

I'm dressed like Jack LaLanne,

I'm elastic-only on the weekends.
(CHUCKLING)

I'm Dr. Kurtz.

Shock-ma-a-lya!

You really are Danny Collins!

Yes, I am.
Wow!

You're really Dr. Kurtz.

DR. KURTZ:
You really are.

Tom Donnelly. DR.
KURTZ: Danny Collins.

My wife, Samantha. My daughter, Hope.
It's so good to meet you.

And my balls are in her purse. In
case you want to meet them later.

You're a lot different
than talking on the phone.

DANNY: Well, I hope so.
(CHUCKLING)

You must be Hope.

I'm Tom. Tom. Then
you must be Hope.

Hi, Samantha Donnelly.
I follow you on Twitter.

Well, thank you.
She reads your blog.

(STAMMERING)
Then who's Hope?

I'm Hope!
Over here! That's me!

I'm seven! I'm Hope!

How are you?
Let me show you around.

Come on you,
you started all this.

DANNY: Oh, I did.

Mom, Dad, you're not
going to believe it!

Hope! Hope!

She's okay. She'll be all right.
She's fine.

It was in the first grade
when we started to notice

that she was
having some trouble.

Yeah, we got a tutor
for her once a week,

and I do these exercises
with her, every night really.

But she's got trouble
with focus.

It's been a real
struggle for us.

Really.

Yeah. Yeah.

Most schools try to train children
like Hope to fit into their systems.

We prefer to tailor a program
to the child's needs.

It's like one big IEP here.

Individualized
Educational Program?

IEP.

You've been doing your homework, Mr.
Collins.

Got it right here.

(CHUCKLING)

Come on, let me
show you the rest.

Do you remember who did
the original assessment?

You having fun?

A little, yeah.
I'm very excited.

DR. KURTZ: We're only half speed
during our summer programs.

But you can still get
a sense of the place.

DANNY: Oh, yeah, I got
a sense of it already.

DR. KURTZ:
How about that, huh?

SAMANTHA: So, is this just K through
5 or all the way K through 8?

DR. KURTZ: No,
elementary and middle.

We'd carry her
through the 8th grade

and then we'd place her
in one of our accredited...

No, no, no.
We live in New Jersey.

We can't come all the way in...

No, she'll have a driver.

Every day.

To and from school.
Every day, through college.

Put that in writing.
Guaranteed.

DR. KURTZ: A more formal interview
is required, obviously.

But considering Mr.
Collins' generous donation

and what I see
in Hope's records,

I suspect the interview
will go well.

You have a lot to discuss,
but trust me, you want this.

This can change the course
of Hope's life.

I'll give you guys a minute.
Thank you, Doc.

You're a good grandpa.

Thank you, man.

Thank you so much for...
Thank you. Yeah.

So, now that the educational
portion of the day is over,

uh, let's get to the fun stuff.

What fun stuff? Like... No, we're
just gonna go back home. Right?

DANNY: No, you said
a day. Remember?

No, I didn't.

We agreed to it, Samantha.
Yes, he did!

Yes, he did.

I don't think "agreed"
is the word.

I didn't agree to a day. Samantha.
For God's sake.

Okay.

DANNY: Samantha,
you were there.

Okay. We agreed.
We agreed to a day.

And when I check it,

day ain't over yet.

It's not over, Dad!
(CHUCKLING)

Everything he says upsets me.

Every single thing he says upsets me.
Let him have this one day.

(ENGINE TURNING OFF)

SAMANTHA: (SOFTLY)
Stay here, I got her.

Kiss?

I wanna say something, but I'm
afraid I'm going to be too nice.

Good night, Samantha.

Thank you. Thank you.

Jimmy, you wanna
help her, please?

Watch your head, honey.

Thank you so much, Jimmy.
Thank you, guys.

DANNY: Jimmy, give us a minute.
Thanks.

You are a ridiculous man.

You know,
I've spent my entire life

trying to become the man
that you aren't.

I am exhausted.

You have no idea how
exhausting that has been.

You know, when I met your mom,

I was so strung out

on God knows what.

And when I found out,

you know...

I, uh, tried to help.

Send money.

She wouldn't have
any of it. Refused it.

But, you know,
my life was so extreme.

It was so full of
drugs and women...

Traveling. All that
rock star shit.

I always thought,
whoever you were,

that you'd be better off
with a more normal life.

More normal people.

I don't know

how I allowed it
to go on this long.

What you did today,
your slate's clean with me.

But that's as far
as this goes, okay?

(SNIFFLING)

I want to be a part
of your life.

It's not a good time right now.

This is not
the right time, okay?

Why is this not the right time?
It's not the right time.

What's the matter?

I'm sick.

Shit.

You're sick?
What do you mean?

It's what Mom died...

It's in the blood.

It's pretty bad.

Fuck.

Fuck, you're kidding me?

(EXHALING DEEPLY)
I just met you.

You gotta be fucking kidding me!

Oh, man, I'm sorry.

Obviously, that wasn't
a great thing,

a great reaction.
I'm sorry.

No, that's okay.

I'm sorry. It's okay, man.
Look“.

Look, I'm the one
that should be sorry.

I mean, after all, you're...

You're Danny Collins,
right? I mean, uh...

Who the fuck am I to get in
the way of your happy ending?

(SCOFFS)
Tom, Tom, Tom...

Let me ask you something. How did
you think this was going to end,

that little movie you've
got going on in your head?

What, you thought you'd just
show up out of the blue,

out of nowhere, really,

and fix my little girl,

and then, what, you and
me hold hands and cry

as the music swells, is that it?

Don't you fucking touch me.
If I meant that...

Don't fucking touch me!

Look, you want a little bit
of the real world, huh?

You wanna do, like, normal?

How's this for normal,
superstar?

I got a $200,000 mortgage.

I got a pregnant wife.

And, oh, yeah, I got this
rare form of leukemia

that's probably
going to kill me.

Welcome home, Dad.
See what you missed?

I don't know what to say.

I don't need you to say anything, man.
I just need you to leave.

Let me go back inside
and talk to my wife

before she asks me what the
hell we're talking about.

Wait, hold it!

She doesn't know?

(EXHALING)
Are you crazy?

That's no good, man.

Look, I got a great doctor
in New York.

He's talking about three weeks
of this target therapy shit.

I'm not going to lose my hair.

Within a month,
they know if it's taken.

If it's taken, then maybe
I stand a chance.

And if it doesn't,
then it happens quick.

Sam is six months
into a rough pregnancy.

So I'll tell her after the baby.

I'm going to Delaware on a job.
That's what she knows.

I mean, you're going to need help.
You have a friend?

She's my friend.

Then, uh... Whatever.
I'll be there.

I mean, what else is there?

Be where?

Wherever.

I mean, you need me, I'll be...

No, no, no, I don't need you.
You do...

That's not what this is about.

This is not open for discussion.

You're going to have to
deal with it.

Because I'm here
to fucking stay.

(BRANCH THUDDING)

MARY: Hi.
Hey.

So, how'd it go?

Well, yeah. You know,
it was just...

You know, yeah.

No, I get it. I get it.
Family can be messy.

Right?

Yeah, that is true.
That is definitely true.

In this case, yes.

Exactly, I mean, you're meeting

your grown son
for the first time.

You didn't expect it
to be easy, right?

I thought it'd be fucking
easier than this. (CHUCKLING)

Right. Yeah.

You know, every part
of me right now

would like to just go in there
and get soused with you.

But...

I'm going to go
upstairs instead.

That's good, right?

Yeah, no. There's a piano up
there with your name on it.

Only if my name is Steinway.

(CHUCKLING)

So we got our patter back.

DANNY: You're cool.

I am not cool.

Yes, you are.

I am not cool.

(SINGING)
It's spring in my mind

But the autumn leaves they fall

As I am walking by

I collect them all

DOCTOR: Now I have had success
with this in the past.

But I'm not going to
lie to you, Mr. Donnelly.

The next several weeks
aren't going to be pretty.

Most people are a little alarmed
at how awful it can feel.

And that will get worse.

This okay?

BOTH: Who is
Jackie Joyner-Kersee?

(SIGHING)

(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)

DANNY: You don't like
chicken noodle soup?

How the fuck do you not
like chicken noodle soup?

I don't like noodles, okay?

Makes me think of worms.

Surprise.

(CHUCKLING SOFTLY)

TOM: My uncle took me fishing one time.
He took the worm,

put it in his mouth
and he ate it

just to fuck with me, okay?

And now, whenever
I see a noodle,

I think of
my fat slob of an uncle

eating a worm
and it freaks me out.

SAMANTHA: Well, look at this.
DAN NY: This technique...

SAMANTHA: You made the picture.
I made the picture. Yeah.

Don't get cocky.

What kind of uncle
screws up a little kid,

makes him phobic
about chicken noodle soup?

That I don't get.
TOM: Get out!

A, B minor, C sharp.

I don't know what that means.

No, no. Listen,
let me teach you.

(SIGHING) Let me teach you,
petulant little fucker.

(CHUCKLING)

Okay, so three weeks from today

we'll go over
the test results together,

and that'll dictate what
our next steps should be.

But for now, let's just hope for the best.
Stay positive, all right?

Yeah, thank you.

Thanks, Doc.
Thank you.

DANNY: (SINGING) And I'm
walking blind upon this road

In search of higher ground

I'm walking blind upon this
road in search of higher ground

Walking blind upon this road
in search of higher ground

Don't look back

Don't look back

Don't look back

And don't look down

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Come in!
It's unbolty thinged.

Hi.
Hi.

Yeah, so, I got your note.

Yeah, so, what do you think?

Well, okay, okay.

"Pictures from my life as
I'm walking down the hall.

"As I'm walking by,
I collect them all."

What do you think?
Well...

You're aware that
I have no basis

in musical knowledge or theory.

Okay. Yeah.
Okay.

So, you still want my opinion?
Of course.

Well, I think I kind
of liked it better

the way it was, with the leaves.

Really?

Yeah, the leaves
and... Yeah.

Me, too.

(LAUGHING)

I just wanted to get you back
in my room again.

(CHUCKLING) So now I can ask
you out to dinner, right?

Play this in a concert, okay?

Then you can take me to dinner.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

You're a dinner tease.

I am not a dinner tease.

You're a huge dinner tease.
I found you out.

Oh, you're terrible.
(MARY CHUCKLING)

This is my second time
in New Jersey in two months.

I am not happy about that.

Frank. Gee,
lowed you a call.

Oh, Frank.
I'm so sorry.

But you know what it's
like when I'm workin'.

(DOOR CLOSING)

I've been so busy...
(CHUCKLING) Yeah, apparently.

May I...

Oh, yeah, sure.
This is Frank Grubman.

My manager and my best friend.

Hello. Hello.
Hello.

This is Mary.
She's my new girlfriend.

(CHUCKLING)
Oh, really?

Well, I'm working on it.
You know, I mean...

She's a big dinner tease.
I'm not. lam not.

Yes, yes, yes. She keeps
moving the goal post. No?

(CLEARING THROAT)
Mary, would you mind

if I had a word
with Danny in private?

Oh, no, of course.
Of course.

(CHUCKLING) Excuse me.
Excuse me.

DANNY: Yeah, I think
you've said enough.

Okay, dinner tonight.

Yeah, you're ridiculous.

She's lovely.

And age appropriate.

No, not really.

Baby steps.

Yeah. All right, sit, sit, sit.
We need to talk.

I know. There's a lot
I want to tell you, pal.

Unfortunately, I have my
manager hat on right now.

Okay. What's up?

I've been going over
things with Bill

and you're not exactly
where you think you are.

Okay. Where am I?

A little ahead when we sell properties.
But only a little.

I mean, we shouldn't have sold

your publishing rights so early.

All those properties, the
housing market has collapsed.

The private plane,
your lifestyle.

The Madoff thing, that absolutely
killed you, as you know.

But, uh, you're not
bankrupt or anything.

It's just that you need to
understand how serious it is.

Okay. So what do I do?

One of two things.

You start living
like a normal human.

You buy a Prius,
you fly Continental,

you know, that kind of shit.

Or you go back on tour.

And this last tour was my
retirement plan for you.

I mean, we had a big piece.
I know.

Concessions!
I know.

Merchandise!
I know.

I'm writing, Frank.

Oh, Danny. I'm telling
you, it's good.

Mary thinks it's really good.

Oh, the Woodcliff Lake Hotel
manager?

Oh, oh, okay. Well, now
I feel much better.

Just get me a gig.

A gig, yeah.
A gig?

Something small,
not a big arena.

Just, you know, something
like Springsteen would go do.

(CHUCKLING) "Like
Springsteen would do."

Yeah, he just pops
into these places...

Danny, Danny, Danny...

Do you even hear yourself?

This stuff is good.

Just give it a chance.

And then, we'll tour.

And the bonus is that, uh,

I won't think about killing
myself every night.

Okay?

Okay.

Okay, I'm going to
make an announcement.

All right.
All right.

Are you ready?
Yup.

Uh...

I'll be playing a gig in a bar.

On, a gig?

On Friday night.
TOM: A gig?

What's a gig?

A gig. A gig is where
I sing in front of people.

I wanna hear you sing.

And I want you to hear me sing.

I want you to hear me sing

more than anything in the world.

But we have to check it
out with Mom and Pop

and see if it's okay.

It's at a bar, huh?

I'm going to go to a gig
at a bar.

DANNY: Oh, it's an upscale bar.
You know, it's got...

What's an upscale bar?

Fully appropriate cocktail menu.
Cover charge...

Cover charge! Really?
DANNY: Yes, that's right.

You're doing things
with cover charges now?

This place big enough for you
to be able to do your moves?

(GASPS)

Man, nothing holds
my moves back.

That's what we wanna see.

That's what we're looking for.

Yeah.

Another Danny Collins? I think
it's called "the Danny Collins."

(SINGING) Hey, baby doll
What's goin' on?

I don't want that to start.

So what do you think?
Show starts 7:30.

Done by 9:00.
9:00?

Yeah, it's late.
TOM: That's late.

But not too late.
TOM: I don't know.

You sure your crowd's going to be
able to stay awake until 9:00?

(CHUCKLING) They going
to be conscious?

TOM: We're going to
have to call the club

and let them know
that there might be

a whole room full of
snoring old ladies.

That's good, I'm gonna give them
a call and give them a heads up,

make sure they know.

Oh, you're so kind.
(SAMANTHA CHUCKLING)

So what are we going to do? We
going to get your permission?

Are we going to get Mommy and
Daddy to say, "Yes, it's okay"?

Because it's a big thing for me.
(CLAPS)

And it would help
if I had these cheeks there.

These cheeks will be there.

There you go. From the cheeksy-mouth.
(COUGHING)

Babe? Do you hear this?
It's been going on...

When are you going to get
yourself to the doctor already?

It's just a little bug. SAMANTHA:
It's not a little bug.

It's been happening for weeks,
at least since you got back.

Hope, is your Daddy the most
stubborn man on the planet?

Don't be so stubborn, Daddy!
(WATER SPLASHING)

I'm fine, baby. SAMANTHA: Yeah,
don't be so stubborn, Daddy!

He'd rather walk around
like the living dead

instead of just get antibiotics.

HOPE: Listen to Mama!

Gotta listen to Mama. That's a good idea.
SAMANTHA: Listen to Mama.

Stubborn man.

Stubborn man.

(SINGING) Hey, baby doll
What's goin' on?

Yes, all the way. Yes!

(HUMMING)

Jesus. You look
like Lee Trevino.

(CHUCKLING)

Samantha took me shopping.
FRANK: Oh.

You ever hear of this place,
the Banana Republic?

Yeah, I think so.
It's an amazing place.

Yeah, okay. The house is packed.

Oh, that's good.
(CHUCKLING)

Band's out there, ready.

Phil can step in on piano if you
need him for the new stuff.

Family's up front.
(CHUCKLING)

And I saved a spot for Mary.
She's with them.

Speak of the devil.

Break a leg, kid.

Just tell me whose.

(CHUCKLING)

Go on in. He'll be
thrilled to see you.

Well, thank you.
Thank you.

Okay, bye, see you
later out there.

Oh, my God, thank you
for the VIP ticket.

I am right in the front row.

I thought I'd come back and see how
you're doing, you know. You nervous?

Mary, you know, I've done
this a zillion times.

I'm never nervous.
Hand to God, not once.

Not once'?

But I'm nervous now.
(CHUCKLING)

No, that's nice.
So this...

I mean, I guess this means that
finally you'll let me buy you dinner?

Let's see how you do first.

Give me a little more pressure.
Just what I need.

You know, this is kind
of weird to say, I know,

because I really haven't
know you very long.

But I am very proud
of you, Danny.

Wow...

That is fucking weird, Mary.
(BOTH CHUCKLING)

You're sweet and weird. Just how I like 'em.
There you go.

Okay. Well, there you go.
Have a great time.

You're going to be fantastic.

Oh, thank you. I love you, Mary.
(MARY CHUCKLING)

Uh, that's a show-business
expression, you know.

Kind of means I sort of like ya.

You still there?

You look really nice.

(CHUCKLING) You look
really nice, too.

Oh, for Christ's sake.

Oh, right.

(AUDIENCE CHEERING)

Hi, Grandpa!

Grandpa!

Thank you. Thank you again.
(SCATTERED LAUGHTER)

Thank you three times.

My granddaughter,
ladies and gentlemen.

(AUDIENCE CHEERING)

Okay.

WOMAN 1: Baby Doll!
WOMAN 2: Baby Doll!

(PIANO PLAYING)

MAN: Come on, Danny,
play Baby Doll!

WOMAN 2: Yeah, Baby Doll!
WOMAN 3: Whoo!

WOMAN 4:
Play Baby Doll, Danny!

Whoo!

WOMAN 5: Play Baby Doll!
WOMAN 6: Baby Doll!

MAN 2: Baby Doll, Danny!

MAN 3: Baby Doll!

WOMAN 7: Play Baby Doll, Danny!
Baby Doll!

Play Baby Doll, Danny!
Play Baby Doll!

Phil.

Can you just...

Hello, everybody.
MAN: Hi, Danny.

Just working out
a little something.

Uh...

But I know what you're here for.

(AUDIENCE CHEERING)

I think you know this one.

Hey, baby doll

What's going on?

(INAUDIBLE)

(INAUDIBLE)

(AUDIENCE CHEERING)

SOPHIE:
(CHUCKLING) Danny!

DANNY: Sophie!

Danny Collins.
What are you doing here?

Well, we heard about the
gig and we're like,

"Let's go support our sugar daddy."

DANNY: Oh, yeah...

And I used your credit
card for the flight.

I hope that's okay.

What's up? What do
you got on you?

What do you mean?

Come on. Come on.
What do I mean?

Come on, babe,
he wants to party.

I wanna taste.

I got it all, baby. I got it all.
DANNY: Okay.

Mmm.

BUSYWORK: Yeah.
SOPHIE: Uh-huh.

SOPHIE:
Here you go, Danny.

Oh, man.
SOPHIE: Yeah.

SOPHIE: It's good.
(CHUCKLING)

(DANNY SNORTING)

I fired the pool guy
and the gardener.

I really didn't like the way
he looked at me.

(SNORTING) You know, I
decided to start...

Grandpa!
(FRAME SHATTERS)

Grandpa?
Honey.

(SINGING) Hey, baby doll

What's goin ' on?

Come here.
Come on.

Dad! What you doing?
Go to Mommy. It's okay.

What are you doing?
What are you doing?

Wasn't doing anything.
I didn't know, uh...

I didn't know...
Hi, Samantha. Hi.

This is my friend Sophie there.

And her friend, Busywork.

So what's goin' on?

What's the look?

Oh.

You just keep judging me, Tom.

You just judge me.
Go ahead.

You judge me all you want.

It's fine, that's what
you're good at.

And when you're done,

you know, being
so fucking perfect

and honorable,

you should talk
to your wife about

what you did in Delaware.

What's that? What's he mean?
Tom?

I'll tell you when we get home.

Stay the fuck away
from my family.

SAMANTHA: Tom. Let's go.

Bye, Hope.

(SIGHING)

Oh, man.

Come on, let's get
the fuck out of here.

Who are you?

Oh, I'm sorry,
I work for the hotel.

SOPHIE: Oh, good.
That's good.

We need more towels.
Can you do that?

DANNY:
(SLURRING) Mary!

And some beer.
Oh, Mary.

I'll get you some towels
and some beer.

(OBJECT CLATTERING)

Mary, wait, wait, wait.

Mary, please.

It's not... What
happened last night?

Well, you know...

I just... It wasn't right,
you know?

It wasn't the right time.

What are you talking about?

You've worked so hard and
your whole family was there.

I know.
Come on!

I just couldn't...

I lost my nerve.

Oh, well, you lost
your dinner, too.

Okay...

You should have played
the song, Danny.

You should have at least
played the one fucking song.

Take care, Jamie.

You, too, Mr. Collins.

You be good to Nicky. He's a good boy.
You got a wonderful face.

Yours isn't so bad either, Mr.
Collins. Oh.

Look at that.
Now we're getting patter.

Okay.

You know, for the record, uh,

Mary Ann from Gilligan's Island,

her real name was Dawn Wells.

And she was Miss Nevada
before she got famous

and she couldn't hold
a fucking candle to you.

(CHUCKLING)

Bye.

Nicky. on, Nicky.

What a pleasure it's been.

Pleasure's definitely
been all mine, Danny.

I'm gonna miss you.
Gonna miss you.

Look at this.

Ran out of hundreds.

Don't even worry
about it. Come on.

I'll tell you what.
(KEYS CLINKING)

I'm in a giving vein today.

(CHUCKLING)

Come on, get outta here.
What are you talking about?

The second you stop appreciating
this piece of machinery,

then you give it
to somebody else.

Deal?

Deal.

(CHUCKLING)

Go ahead, man.

God bless you, Danny Collins.

Back at ya.

Whoo!

How much does
insurance even cost...

Fuck it, I don't care.
I don't care.

Watch your head.
Okay.

(CAR DOOR CLOSING)

(WHISTLING)

Okay, Danny.

I don't want the last thing
lever said to you to be mean,

but I don't want
to say anything nice.

So, Mr. Collins,

on behalf of
the Woodcliff Lake Hilton,

we'd like to thank you
for your stay.

And we hope that you
will make Hilton a home

wherever your travels take you.

I'm grabbing a cab.

I see that.

I gave Nicky my Mercedes.

You gave your Mercedes to Nicky?

You are fucking crazy.

It's been said, yes.
I can afford it, though.

Frank called me this morning
and we're going back on tour.

I need the money.
I got a family now.

So...

They hate my guts, but, uh...

I'm told that's what
families do.

Yeah, that's right.
I've taught you well.

Yeah. I'm going to play
my new songs.

Some of them. We'll
see what happens. Ah.

I know what will happen.

Yeah, they'll throw tomatoes at me.
Yeah, and onions.

You know, I'm going to be here
in a couple of months.

You know, in the area.
We're playing the Garden.

Oh.

Yeah, maybe you'll
come by, see the show.

We'll have, uh, dinner afterwards.
(BOTH CHUCKLING)

You know what I like about you?
You never give up.

Some dinners
are worth fighting for.

I left something
in the room for ya.

Yeah? You probably left me a
big mess, is what you left me.

Well, you know, rock stars.

So, uh...

Another life, huh?

You never know.

(ENGINE STARTING)

Oh. Hi.
Hey.

Hi, sorry, I don't think we met.

I'm Mary, the hotel manager.

You must be Busywork? Yeah.

Uh, I'm Judd.

Judd, yeah, right. Okay, very good.
Yeah, yeah.

Anyway, check outs' noon. Sweet.

(ENGINE RUMBLING)

(SIGHING)

Christ, what, did he send you
out here to check up on me?

Well, the hotel didn't know
what to do with the damn piano.

So I thought you might want it.

I don't want his piano.
Yeah?

Well, it took six hours
to move it out of the Hilton

and I don't know anyone else
in New Jersey. So tough shit.

Look, it's a $30,000 instrument, Tom.
Sell it, for all I care.

How's your health?

I find out in a few days.

Ah.

Your age.

You know, when I was in my 30s,

I started drinking, heavily.

Ah. Long line of drunks
in my family.

All with the usual
bullshit excuses.

Careful, gentlemen!

That is a Steinway!

Yes, sir!

Anyway, we were on tour
in the Bay Area.

I fell asleep at the wheel.

Almost killed myself and others.

Danny bailed me out.

5:00 in the morning, he shows up
at the San Jose police station,

wacked out of his skull.

(CHUCKLING) He drives me six hours
to this Hollywood rehab joint

drunker than I'd been the
night before, the dumb shit.

He visited me every Saturday
till I got dry,

and then once a week
for 37 years,

I get four cases
of bottled water,

sent to me wherever I am
in the world.

Always with the same note.

"Drink as many as you want.
On me. Danny."

(CHUCKLING)

(EXHALING DEEPLY)

Best friend I ever had,
your father.

Yeah, the man saved my life
and got me stone-cold sober.

And was three sheets to the wind

the whole time he was doing it.
(CHUCKLING)

I'm sorry, but I'm not
seeing your point.

The point, my boy,

is that he's got a good heart.

He just keeps it up his ass
half the time.

What you do with that
is up to you.

My waters will keep coming,
no matter what.

All right, boys,
let's move that puppy!

So I can get the fuck
out of New Jersey.

(LIFT WHIRRING)

(EXHALING DEEPLY)

DANNY: So I'll see you guys
in Pittsburgh?

Yeah. Frank is setting up the other events.
Okay, talk soon.

Okay. Now let's take a look
at the computer system.

I still don't know...

(SOFTLY) Have fun at the doctor.

Your favorite flower is...

Rose.

To smell it you breathe
through your...

(SNIFFING)

Hold it in as long
as you can go,

and let it out in one big...

(SOBBING)

(EXHALING DEEPLY)

Hi. Tom Donnelly
for Dr. Silverman.

Sure. Just have
a seat, Mr. Donnelly.

So, uh, she's pissed?

Nah, she's thrilled.
Thanks for asking.

Oh, that was such a horrible night for me.
It's no excuse.

Well, I can assure you

it was a worse night for me.

So she's not going
to come at all?

She can barely move.

Doctor's got her on
full bed rest now.

Plus whatever this news is,

I'd rather she heard it from me.

Not some doctor.

Mr. Donnelly?

(EXHALING DEEPLY)

(SIGHING)

Listen, if this news is bad...

Tom...

No, listen
to me. Uh...

If it's bad,

Samantha, Hope and the baby...

They'll be taken care of, Tom.

Don't even think about it. Okay.

Okay. Good.
Thank you.

I am not ready to leave them.

I'm not ready.

You know, Tom,
I've been thinking.

I noticed something
very interesting.

Whenever this doctor
comes in here,

he either calls you
Mr. Donnelly or Tom.

You notice that?

Always one or the other.

Now, when he calls you
Mr. Donnelly,

it's never good news.

Next thing you know,
he's shooting you up

with some stuff that
makes you throw up.

Or he doesn't like your levels.

But when he calls you Tom,
it's always good news.

I mean, the time he liked your
white cell count. Remember that?

He calls you Tom.
It's here,

I've been taking notes.

Literally, every time, it's a
good thing when he calls you Tom.

So this is what
we want right now.

We want him to come in here,

open that door, call you Tom.

That's what we want.

You understand?

So let's...
Let's focus...

On that.

Okay?

Okay.

Everything's going to be
all right, son.

It's going to be all right.

You promise?

Have I ever let you down before?

(CHUCKLING SOFTLY)

You're a ridiculous man,
you know that?

I know.
I've been told.

Okay.

Yeah, he's going to come in here

and he's going to call you Tom.

And everything's going
to be okay, all right?

Everything's going to be okay.

(DOOR OPENING)

DOCTOR: Okay, Tom,
so here's where we are.

STEVE TILSTON: What happened
was I did an interview

with a magazine
called Zig Zag in 1971.

Just after I've had
my first album out.

And in it, I was asked by the
fellow who was interviewing me

whether I thought...

If I, um...

If I became, you know, rich beyond
the dreams of avarice, you know,

whether it would affect my song
writing, you know, detrimentally.

And I thought...
I said I thought it would.

Anyway, John, for some reason,

took an exception to this
and wrote a letter in.

It was a very friendly letter.

And he finished it with, "Well,
what do you think of that?"

He had his own home
telephone number in Ascot.

So, if I had got the letter,

you know, when he sent it,
I would have rung him.

INTERVIEWER: Right, yeah.
COLLINS: So that's the frustrating thing, you see.