All language subtitles for Things Behind The Sun (2001) Allison Anders.en

(Woman)
I don't have anyone.

[Sobbing]
I don't have anyone.

Ay, santísima.

I don't have anyone.

I don't have anyone.

I don't...

Have anyone.

[Rock music]

(Kim Gordon)
* Think it over.

* Run away.

* Think it over.

* Another day.

* Think it over.

* And run away.

* Think it over. *

Evening, ma'am.

Officer, I don't know

What's with
this girl.

I mean, every year,
around the same day,

She comes here.

Ma'am,
Sheriff's Office.

Can you stand up?

Okay, okay,
okay, okay.

Okay, you're done.

You're under arrest
for violation

Of city ordinance,
disorderly intoxication.

No, I'm so sorry, though.

I didn't mean
to do anything.

Do we really
have to do this?

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

Aw, come on.

Foot first.

In you go.

*

[Guitar strumming chords]

*

[Audience cheering]

*

* I want you.

*

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

Thanks.

You betcha.

*

* I'm just another guy.

*

I'm sorry.
It's okay.

It's been a long week.

It's okay.

Is it?
Do you know?

Oh, thanks.
I just bought them.

Yeah, you don't want
to forget those.

*

[Cheers and applause]

*

So uh...

Don't worry about it.

Just get some rest.

So.

You should take care
of yourself.

(Woman)
Each defendant is fined $500.

Those fines
are hereby suspended.

And each defendant

Is sentenced
to six months probation,

Also hereby suspended.

Next case, please.

This is Miss McGrale.

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

Miss McGrale, I said
please approach the podium.

(Sherry)
Yes, Your Honor.

Sorry.

It's Sherry,
isn't it?

I feel I can call you
by your first name.

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

Before this court for
a drunk and disorderly charge.

And if my memory
serves me correctly,

Each arrest has been
on the same patch of grass.

Is that correct?

Uh, yeah, I think so.

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

It used to be all the rage
in this county

To put an African-American
figurine on the lawn.

These demeaning
figurines were known

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

Uh, yeah, I think so.

No one wants to be viewed
as a lawn jockey,

And nor should you.

Now, your bail's

Already been posted.

And the court hereby orders

That you attend 30
Alcoholic Anonymous meetings

In 30 days.

At the end
of that period,

The court will determine
how to deal with the pending

Trespassing charges.
And, Sherry,

I suggest you take this
very seriously.

Any vacillating
on your part

Will be considered
a violation of your probation.

Do we understand
each other?

Yes, Your Honor.
Thank you.

Good.
Next case, please.

Jimmy Cortlan,
please approach the bench.

[Laughs]

Lawn jockey,
I heard that.

[Laughs weakly]

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

Thanks for paying
my bail, baby.

Yeah.

They got a picture
of me in the dictionary

Next to the word "sucker."

Oof, when you going to stop
smoking those menthols?

I can't do that.

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

Thanks again for being there
for me, okay?

What do you say we go
have a little breakfast

So I can soak up
the alcy-hol.

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

Argh.

That sucks.

The last place
I want to go is home.

You can hang out
at my place if you want.

I can?

Yeah.

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

Oh, no.

Put your seat belt on, baby.

So there's bacon
and eggs in the fridge,

Cheese, salsa, everything
for a hangover burrito.

Man, I am late.

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

I will.

All right,
I'm just saying,

We've both suffered enough
in our day.

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

At least I don't.
Okay?

Mm-hmm.

I love you.
You know that?

You're so fuckin'
sweet, baby.

You're sweet.

Okay, I'll see you.

Bye.

Be good.

Ah.

(George Cameron)
* And when I see the sign

* that points one way,

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

* Just walk away, Renee.

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

* The empty sidewalks

* on my block
are not the same. *

* You're not to blame.

* From deep inside
the tears... *

Excuse me, Owen?

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

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

A while back on U2?

I was wondering
if you got anything
from them

That might work
in my key influences story?

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

Give me until
just after the staff meeting,

I'll find it for you.
I promise.

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

You're welcome.

Oh, Lulu, would you look
for that U2 stuff

For Sam for me, please?

Uh, yeah.

But can I...

Can I play something
for you?

Sure, yeah.

Yeah? Great.

[Mellow rhythmic rock]

*

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

Who is this?

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

I want to write something
on her.

Okay.

She was just arrested for
drunk and disorderly behavior.

Uh, Lulu, musicians
self-destruct every day,

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

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

You're going to need
more than that.

This song is about a rape
that she experienced

That's been haunting her
for years.

Oh, God, that's horrible.

So I think
that her arrest

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

Post Traumatic...

Stress Disorder.

Exactly.

* Never knew your name. *

*

You hate this idea,
don't you?

I think this is great.
I love this idea.

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

Yeah.

[Needle scratching
on record]

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

A few of us

Are going over to the Brig
for a drink,

If you want to come.

No, I should stay.

I should work on
the first draft of this.

I'm not even...

Wait, you know what?

Yeah, actually,
I think I will.

Okay.

[Car horn honks]

Okay, get up, Sherry.

Get up!
The cab's here.

Let's go.

Get up.

I told you, no more
of this drinking bullshit.

Are you throwing me out?

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

Come on.
Stop, Sherry.

Stop it.

Did you call Dave?

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

Let's go.

Don't throw me out,
Chuck.

You knew it was
going to happen, Sherry.

Come on.
You got to go.

Let me have that.

Huh-uh.

Give me that album cover.

Okay, look.

That thing is seriously
out of print.

You know it.
Please, put it down.

You going to give it to me?

Nope.

Watch your step,
sweetie.

I hate you.

I know.

Hey, Dave.

Mm.

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

I just had
a rough day.

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

Okay.

Can I get my album cover back?

No.

You don't love me.

I do love you.

You don't love me.

You don't love me!

[All laughing]

(Man)
Jesse, shut up.

Can somebody please shut Jesse
up right this second?

Cut the chatter, man.

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

I'm a wild animal
over here.

He's crazy.

Ar.

Hello.

Pete.

Petey,
our esteemed editor.

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

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

Are those all yours?

My beloved coworkers
are plying me.

Oh, yeah.

You should know

They're only after
your secrets.

Secrets?
Jesus, my life is an open book.

I meant your journalistic
secrets, knucklehead,

Not your unremarkable
life story.

Do you guys
know what I heard?

This is a great
fuckin' story.

I heard that Gonzo,

God rest his soul,

Was responsible
for getting Owen laid

For the first time,

In Tijuana,

When he went to do
that story in '93.

(Woman)
Is that true?

No, no.

Tell all.
Come on.

No, it wasn't my first time.

But did I tell you,
actually,

About the time
that he and I went to Vegas,

And we were at the Sands...

I love this story.

Walking up the entrance,
come in.

David Lee Roth
is standing there.

He's got this...

So I broke up
with him,

Because he turned out
to be a junkie too.

Oh, no.

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

Junkies are so sneaky.

I prefer alcoholics
to junkies.

Alcoholics are more in touch.

How do you figure?

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

Whereas alcoholics,
on the other hand,

Know damn well
who they are.

And that's why
they're drinking.

To forget.

Hmm.

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

She's never going to go
for my story.

No. Bullshit.
Bullshit.

You got to go
in that meeting tomorrow,

And you sell that story.

Oh, stop, stop, stop.

Come here, come here.

Didn't you dig that?

You're crazy.
I loved it.

I wanna come with you.

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

What the fuck...
I'm sorry.

Crisis resolved.

You interns think of
everything, don't you?

I think we're both
a little drunk.

* Lying on the ground,

* with the sun
beating down on me. *

* Staring up at the sky

* until I could barely see.

* I can't breathe.

* I can't see.

* I don't know what is real.

* I am young.

* I am old.

* What was it that you stole?

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

* You knew mine,

* but I never knew your name.

Sherry McGrale?

[School bell rings]

That's her.

Cool, isn't she?

Yeah.

She's not beautiful
or anything.

She's a girl's girl.

You know?

I think she's beautiful.

* They were your
sick little games. *

I like that
about you.

So I'm going
to hit the road,

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

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

Hey, Owen.

Hi, Sherry.
What you listening to?

It's just some old '60s stuff.

They're called
The Left Banke.

The guy who wrote this song
and played harpsichord

Was only 16 years old.

Maybe I'll make you a tape.

*

* Lying on the ground,

* with the sun
beating down on me. *

Hey, Jesse, what's up?

Did they start already?

About 15 minutes ago.

Ah, yeah, well.

(Jesse)
Owen.

Sorry.

I knew when the bartender sent
over that tray of stingrays

That this meeting
was gonna be fucked.

So what's going on?

The Gonzo bit's
coming along.

Anything new for me?

Actually, Lulu
dug up something

On this new girl.

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

She does that
intensely beautiful

College radio hit,
Never Knew Your Name,

About, like,
rape, basically.

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

No, but go ahead.

Well, Lulu actually thinks

There's a really excellent
profile to be written

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

Interview with the intimates,

Maybe coverage of the legal
proceedings against her.

Lulu thinks...

See, she was just arrested

For drunk
and disorderly behavior.

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

But I can't send you
to Florida.

This magazine doesn't
have the resources to shell out

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

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

But the backbone
of this magazine,

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

Writers who are passionate
and who care

About the things that they feel
compelled to write about.

Owen.

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

Lulu believes that there
is a fascinating kick-ass study

To be done on
the connection between

This woman's life
and her art,

And this thing
she's trying to work out,

This horrible fucking thing,
this heinous fucking thing

That some fucking beast
did to her.

Do I look like
a fuckin' shrink?

I got to use
our meager travel budget

On stories that sell magazines.

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

I know who the guy is,

The guy who raped her.

I know who he is.

No fuckin' way.
You know the guy?

Well, now you're talking.

I mean,
now it's a big story.

Thank you.

I'm happy
to pass the information to Lulu.

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

Could I have some water?

"Great writing, Owen,

But you failed
to follow the instructions."

You wrote this?
It's so cool.

It sucks.

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

Let me see yours.

No, mine is so bad.

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

You play guitar, right?

I'm learning.

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

Before my mom gets back.

I guess that means
I got to go home too.

Here's some research material

About Sherry McGrale
I put together.

I'm sorry.

So were you
just bullshitting,

Or you really know
this guy?

The rapist?

Yeah.

Yeah, I really know him.

* Please just make it go away.

*

They sound good tonight.

Mm.

*

* Every guy walks down...

She looks tired.

Yeah.

Can we settle up?

You want to do business?

Yeah.

Okay.

There you go, hon.

Wait a minute, Denise.
What is this?

It's yours.

Denise, come on.

This is not what
we agreed on, darlin'.

Give me a break, Chuck.

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

Wait, 50?

Can you count?

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

Those three underage girls
that just snuck in.

Come on.

Okay.

Thank you.

It's all yours.

I've heard that before.

I'll probably end up
getting it back later.

Your girlfriend's
drinks tab.

Nice.

Dolores.

Those three girls,

No alcohol.

[Laughs]

She means
no more alcohol.

* How much is there
left out there? *

* Not much.

* Everybody
lets me down. *

* Lets her down.

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

*

* Everybody lets me down.

* Lets her down.

* Go outside
and look around, *

* never quite set
on the ground. *

* Tales have spun me
better days. *

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

* Please just make it
go away. *

*

* Everybody lets me down.

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

*

* Everybody lets me down.

* Lets her down.

* Go outside
and look around. *

* Never quite set
on the ground. *

* Tales have spun me
better days. *

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

* Please just make it
go away. *

[Audience cheers]

Thank you.

These are our last three gigs
at the Surfside.

We're going on tour.
So thanks.

[Audience cheers]

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

We're from Chapel Hill,
North Carolina,

Just down here
checking out the surf,

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

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

My mom went to school
with him.

Really?

Mm-hmm.

[Laughs]

What?

Nothing,
what's your name again?

Colin.

Colin.
And you're...

I'm Jeremy.

Jeremy, Colin.
Jeremy, Colin.

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

Yeah?

Fuck you, man.

Besides, he smells
in the morning.

Always talking, loser.

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

You don't
have to fight.

Because guess what?
It's fun to share.

[Laughs]

You know about sharing?

Let's get outta here.

Sherry.

Sherry!

Chuck, Chuck,
just leave her.

Hmm?

What's this?

It's Sherry's bill.

(Sherry)
Wait. Only arms.

Like this?

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

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

I don't want
to hurt you.

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

Okay, take my pants off.

Just pull 'em off.

Okay, now try to fuck me.

Try to fuck me.

It's okay?
Yeah.

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

Okay, kiss me,
kiss me.

That was nice.

It's okay.

It's okay, it's okay.

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

(Sherry)
Hey, what's up?

What, I'm late?

Um, here's your cut

From the gig
last night.

Whoa.

Yeah, made
about $300.

That's good.

Yeah, things are looking up.

Until you dropped
the bomb on us

That Sherry can't leave town
for a month.

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

I made some phone calls,
talked to the bookers.

They're cool with it.

We just have to push the dates
a little bit.

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

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

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

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

Don't talk about me
in the third person.

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

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

You think I planned to
black out on some shitty lawn

Before our tour,
Eric? No.

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

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

Why do you keep
sabotaging

Every chance we get?

It's my band.

I write the songs.
It's my band.

Sherry.

Whatever, Sherry.

Whatever.

You know, you're going
to push those guys

Too hard one
of these days.

Who gives a shit?
They can be replaced.

Sherry, you don't
mean that, now.

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

Be a good girl.
Get that court card signed.

Unless you want
to play the pier forever.

I know you love this place
and all, but.

(Sherry)
I hate this place.

[Atmospheric rock]

*

Put your hands up
on the wall over there.

Okay.

Just put your hands up
for me.

Spread your legs out
for me.

Do you have anything
on you?

No.

Found something.

(Owen)
Yeah, cigarettes, sorry.

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

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

You can put
your hands down.

I need to give you this badge,

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

Walk in this way
for me, please.

Can you open 64?

[Buzzer sounds]

Step inside here.

Yo.

What brings you
back to FLA?

You wouldn't be coming down
to speak your piece

At my parole hearing,
would you?

I came down to say
I was sorry to someone.

Oh, forget it.

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

I wasn't talking
about you, Danny.

Well, hmph.

So you moved Mom
out to California, huh?

That's... that's good.

That's good.

When you see her,
tell her I...

Tell her I said hi.

I will.

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

Most days,
she doesn't know me,

And I'm standing
right in front of her.

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

Then again,
you made out all right

In the brains department, huh?

You did.

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

You're a fuckin' good
writer, man.

I mean that.

Of course, I think
you could do a lot better

Than writing about
those asshole rock stars.

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

Hey, did you ever
get a chance to fuck

That little blonde...

What the fuck
is her name?

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

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

Jewel?

Yeah. You ever...?
No.

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

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

When I get out,

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

I'm fuckin' serious, man.

You know what
you should be writing?

You should be
writing novels.

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

You remember that?

This music shit's
too easy for you.

Do you remember her?

Sherry.

Sherry.

Oh.

Oh, ho, ho.

Oh, yeah, Sherry.

Right, she, uh...

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

Oh, that was wild.

Fucked? That's how
you remember it?

Well...

She was a virgin, Dan.

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

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

I was just a fuckin'
idiot to come here.

I was a fuckin' idiot
to come here.

[Rock music]

*

(Woman)
* The fast guys,

* tattoos.

* motor bikes.

*

What's going on, kid?

Hey, Punk Rock,

Come join the party, man.

Come party
with your brother.

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

I'll write you
a fuckin' note.

Yeah, man,
sit down.

Come meet this
pretty little...

What's your name again,
honey?

Kathy.

Oh, that's right,
Kathy.

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

Oh.

[Giggles]

(Dan)
I have an idea.

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

Yeah.

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

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

Yeah, what's your problem, huh?

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

I'm very high right now.

And I just think
I need to leave.

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

Don't you think, huh?

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

Nothing's wrong with me,
all right?

I just want to go home.

"I just want to go home."

You smoke my dope
and then bail?

Dan, why you messing
with her head?

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

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

I don't think
that's happening.

What are you doing?
Move out of my way.

I said I'm leaving!

[Loud voices outside]

What are you doing?

[Screaming]

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Sit down and shut up.

Don't move,
or you're next.

Get the door.

All right, man.

[Distant screaming]

[Loud rock music]

Sit there.

God, it's not you,
all right?

Calm down.

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

[Loud rock music]

*

(Kathy)
What are you doing?

[Screaming]

[Loud rock music]

* No place to go.

* No place to go.

* No place to go.

[Loud music and screaming]

*

[Scattered applause]

* I liked the way
you smile at me. *

* I felt the heat
that enveloped me. *

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

* I never knew

* where evil grew.

* I should have steered
away from you. *

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

* But something
drew me near to you. *

* I never knew
where evil grew. *

* Evil grows in the dark,

* where the sun,
it never shines. *

* Evil grows
in cracks and holes *

* and lives people's minds.

* Evil grew.

* It's part of you.

* Now it seems to be

* that every time
I look at you, *

* evil grows in me.

*

* If I could build a wall
around you, *

* I could control the thing
that you do. *

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

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

* Evil grows in the dark

* where the sun,
it never shines. *

* Evil grows
in cracks and holes *

* and lives in people's minds.

* Evil grew.

* It's part of you.

* And now it seems to be

* that every time
I look at you, *

* evil grows

* in me. *

*

[Cheers and applause]

Thank you.

(Man)
So, Dave, what ever happened

To that Tom Verlaine guitar
on eBay?

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

What's eBay?

(Owen)
I love your band.

Thank you.

[Laughs]
So do I.

This is me.

Owen?

Oh, you're the magazine guy.

Oh, I just heard
about that today.

That was quick.

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

Oh, yeah?

About the band,
the whole thing.

Wow.

Vinyl Fetish,
I told her about this.

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

And we'll start talking?

Okay, um, two beers?

Yeah.

That's cool.
Thanks.

So rad.

I know.

What were your
biggest influences?

Um...

Charlie Rich.

Silver Fox.

Yeah, my dad was
a huge Charlie Rich fan.

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

He just looked so cool,
you know.

My dad used to sing
that song to me,

The Most Beautiful Girl
in the World.

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

But then he left.

[Laughs]

But I think my mom
shattered it to pieces.

And...

But that's another story.

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

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

The Left Banke...

Walk Away Renee.

Exactly, oh, my God,
you know them?

Exactly.

Michael Brown
was a genius.

I mean, do you know he was,

When he wrote
and produced that song, 16.

He was 16 years old.

Did you know that?
16.

No, actually,
you know I didn't.

But God, I love
Pretty Ballerina.

Desiree.

That song's amazing.

When I was little,

I used to want to name
my daughter Desiree

Because of that song.

You still can, can't you?

Oh, no, I'm afraid not.

Afraid not.

Um...

Well, and I also dig
Scott Walker

And Nick Drake.

(Owen)
Man, you like
the melancholy guys.

Yeah.

Hey, Chuck,
this is the writer guy.

Oh, manager, right?

Yeah.

What's up, Chuck.
How are you?

Hey, how you doing?

Nice to meet you.

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

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

And we'll get
in touch with you.

Um, Silver Sands Motel,
Room 13.

Sounds good.
All right.

Okay, see you later.

Um...

(Chuck)
Later.

Later.

Hi, I'm Alex.

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

How you doing, man?

I'm cool.

I think Vinyl Fetish
is so rad.

Oh, do you like
the magazine, then?

Oh, I'm glad.

(Owen)
Yeah.

It's me.

[Laughs]

You do remember me,
don't you?

Yeah, of course I do.

[Laughs]

Well, can I come in?

Yeah.

Thanks.

I got rid of that killjoy
back there.

I thought maybe we could do
that interview now.

Um, you mean right now?

There's no time
like the present.

You think you're up for it?

Yeah, think you are?
[Laughs]

[Laughs]

Hoo.

[Playing a rhythmic melody]

*

I just wanted to play something
for you.

All right.

[Slow string music]

*

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

There's a Scott Walker song
on there too.

Really?

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

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

What do you make of that?

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

I think I feel
real connected to you.

I have that effect
on people.

Yeah, you got a glass?

* I wanted to see her.

* Though I knew
she had left me. *

You know...

I really do feel
connected to you.

It's not what you think.

[Laughs]

I think I know what I feel.

And I feel like kissing you.

*

* How well does she know me?

* How well do I see her?

* It's something I told her.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

Yeah, yeah yeah.

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

Why?

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

I'm sterile.

It's okay.

Just excuse me.

* Shadows breaking
over my head. *

* Shadows breaking
over my head. *

*

Oh, I didn't mean
to scare you.

Oh, no, no.

I'm really sorry
that someone gave you that.

That's horrible.

Ah, that's not
the worst of it.

Oh, my God,
I love Boyce and Hart.

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

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

What?

He died in Nashville
in '94.

He shot himself.

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

Besides, Mike Nesmith
wrote that song.

Ooh, shit.

Oh, hey,
you all right?

Yup, yeah, yeah.

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

Look, can I help you?

[Laughs]

I'm thinking...

Yeah, what are you
thinking?

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

Oh, really?

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

It's not going to happen.

Why?

I think that we should
just get a little sleep.

All right,
how does that grab you?

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

Let's give you
a cover.

It's going to be okay.

So how's Alberta?

Oh, Mom is fine.

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

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

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

Good for her.

Yeah, it is.

I think it gets
easier for women

When all that
male bullshit is over.

Oh, really?

And when does it
get easier for men?

When all the female
bullshit is over?

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

No, we're too stuck.

Like needles in some
worn-out groove.

So how's the, um...

Oh, the bass?

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

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

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

'Cause he's just
giving Sherry fits.

Then I won't
have to pay two salaries.

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

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

So that's make things better.

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

Captain Save-A-Ho.

Save-A-Ho?

Mm-hmm.

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

She's not that.

She's special.

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

But dang,
we had some fun, huh?

Hmm?

Yes.

Yes, we did.

We had lots of fun.

Yeah.

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

Running to the cops
in the middle of the night,

Trying to get them to stop
some low-life

From beating the shit
out of your mom.

I know.

You're grown up now.

You're a man now.

That shit's over.

Why'd you break up with me,
Denise?

Don't put that on me,
Chuck.

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

Oh, but Sherry,

She can stay
in crisis 24/7.

Good night,
sweetie.

Good night.

Oh, God.

What happened?

You were really sleeping.

Oh, yeah, I came by
for the interview.

Did we do it?

No, no, no.

Thank God.

Oh, God knows
what I would have said.

Take sugar?

Mm-hmm.

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

Thank you.

No, nothing,
of course.

No, wait,
there is something.

Oh, I got to get
my court card signed.

Court card,
what's that?

I got a AA meeting.

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

But that's not
for your story.

What is it
you guys say that...

Off the record.

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

Okay.

Do you need a ride
to your meeting?

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

You mind if I just jump
in that shower first?

Oh, no, go ahead.

[Moans]

Oh, muy amable,
compadre.

De nada, señorita.

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

What's the story
with you and Chuck?

Oh, he's our manager.

It's a little psychodrama.

But we used to be together
for five years,

Till I fucked things up.

I have a little bit
of a fidelity problem.

You, too, huh?

Yeah. Fickle.

Or irresponsible.

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

The guys that I love.

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

Um, the ones
that don't know me.

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

Well, not all guys
are like that.

Name one that isn't.

Chuck.

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

Chuck loves me,
that's for sure.

One hundred percent.

Unconditional.

But that's always
been the problem.

I can't stand
hurting him anymore,

So I don't sleep
with him anymore.

Oh, there's the meeting.

Oh, um, the interview.

Oh, yeah, um,
can we do that

Before my gig,
say over dinner?

Yeah, sure.

Good.

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

Can I use that?

Oh, um...

Who were you visiting
in prison?

My brother, Dan.

What's he in for?

For armed robbery.

That's too bad.

No, no, that's
where he belongs.

[Laughs]

Nothing like brotherly love.

Nothing like it.

Okay, here you go.

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

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

Cool.

Well, I'll see you.

Thanks for the ride.

Right on.

Oh, and, Owen,
thanks for the sleepover.

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

(Dan) It'll
be all right.

No, let me go.

Let me go!
Let me go!

[Screaming and voices
continue]

Think she'll
keep quiet?

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

Dan?

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

You do,
and I'll kill you.

Comprende?

I said do you understand?

[Truck horn honking]

So, uh, thanks for listening.

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

Okay?

All right.
Thank you.

[Applause]

Here's a copy
of the Big Book

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

Okay.

Great, can I just get
my court card signed?

Sure.

Can you hit me
with a couple?

No, just one per meeting.

Here you go.

Thanks.

Thanks for coming.

How you doing?

Do you know what time it is?

Thanks.

Sorry I'm late.

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

You look beautiful.

Oh, thanks.

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

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

Yeah, about what?

Oh, my f...

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

Oh, yeah,
I guess so.

Well, where do we start?

Um, menus.

Good idea.

I know what I want.

Okay.

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

So what kind of stuff
are you going to ask?

I want to talk about
your record,

Never Knew Your Names,

And where it came from.

I was raped.

Yeah, I know.

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

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

Yes... yes and no.

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

But the circumstances
are not in there.

Yeah, there's a reason
for that.

Don't you have
to record this?

I mean, how do you
remember everything?

You know,
I was just thinking,

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

And get comfortable
with each other

Before I just slam

A tape recorder down
in front of you.

That's really nice.
Thank you.

It's so considerate.

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

The rape, I mean.

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

That's why I make reference
to pieces missing.

And just about everything
is good here.

And I am
going to get

The scallops.

[Laughs]

Have you ever thought

That maybe someone
could help you

Maybe fill in that stuff
you don't remember,

The missing pieces?

What do you mean?

Would it make you
feel any better

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

Yeah, it sure would.

May he rot in hell too.

I am happy to report he is.

In prison, I mean.

Who are you talking about?

The guy that raped you.

He's in prison.

[Clears throat]

[Laughs]

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

Um, but,
just for the record,

More than one guy
raped me.

No, no, but Dan.

Dan was the one
that was responsible.

Hoo, on second thought,

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

You know,
matter of fact,

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

I don't want anything.

I just want
to get out of here

Because you're starting
to piss me off,

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

Maybe I do.

Do you want to know
about my rape?

You think you know?

Try this on.

Try living your life knowing
that all your sexual desires

Have been colonized
by your rapist.

Try living with the guilt,

Knowing that the only way
you get turned on

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

Try living
with that one. Fucker.

[Band tuning]

[Mellow rock]

You okay? I called you
three times last night.

I must've had
the ringer off.

Okay. You ready
to do this?

Yeah.

Did you remember to get
your court card signed?

Yes. Fuck you very much.

* Lying on the ground

* with the sun
beating down on me. *

* Staring up at the sky

* until I could barely see.

* I can't breathe.

* I can't feel.

* I don't know what is real.

* I am young.

* I am old.

* What was it that you stole?

[Music distorts
in dreamlike way]

(Kim Gordon)
* You're a stranger.

* But I know it's you.

* You're a stranger

* But I know it's you

* Never touch her again.

* So many pieces missing.

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

[Guitar feedback]

*

I'm outta here.

Baby, what's wrong?

Sherry, hey.

I'm wise to
your shit, man.

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

But let me
tell you something.

You want to write
something about her,

You gotta talk
to me, okay?

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

For the last five years.

I'm the one that's
been making sure

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

What are you
tryin' to say, Chuck?

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

I want you out of here, man.

I need to talk
to Sherry.

Listen.

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

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

I'm not gonna
tell you again.

Sherry, I need
to talk to you.

Are you deaf
or something?

Sherry, I got to talk to you.

Just talk to me.

Get the fuck
outta here.

Now fuck off, man.

[Phone rings]

Hello?

I want to talk.

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

On Ash Street?

The past three years
in a row,

Roughly this time of year,

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

God, you're braver
than I am.

I could never go back.

Brave? No.

Driven is more the word.

Until last night,

I had no idea
why I was drawn there.

You know why I came
to see you that day?

Because I made you a tape.

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

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

You know?

But I was so in love with you.

I just had to see you.

Hey.

This is Owen's house,
right?

Yeah, you mean Punk Rock?
Sure is.

Is he here?

Sure is.
Come on in.

Well, have a seat.

I'll just stand.

So where's Owen?

Oh, he's here.

What's your name?

Sherry.

You like to get high, Sherry?

No, not really.

Why not?

I just don't.

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

Because I wanted
to give him this tape.

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

Hey, Owen,
get out here.

Fuck you.

(Sherry)
It's fuckin' tragic.

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

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

Don't you fuckin' cry.

I wish I could change things,
Sherry.

Like it didn't happen?
Yeah.

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

I think I'm just
going to go.

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

Yeah, I do.

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

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

Come on, baby.
Stop it!

I don't want to have
a little fun.

Stop it!

[Screaming]

We're all doin' her.

Yeah, and I'm first.

Ah!
She bit me.

[Screaming]

[Loud rock music]

[Screaming]

From that day on,

I never felt
like I had a home,

Not even my own skin.

Not even in my room
with all my records.

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

I was all in pieces.

Sherry.

The thing is,

None of us
got out of that okay.

I mean...
I mean how...

Can you tell me,

How do you get your pieces
back together again?

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

Just fuck off, man.

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

Maybe she'd like
to hear some music.

I think so.

How about your tape?

Her fucking face.
What did you do to her?

What did you
do to her?

Come on, little man.
Hold her, Tex.

She ain't goin'
nowhere.

[Screaming]

Help me get
his pants off.

I didn't even
know it was you

Until they dragged me
in there.

There had been
so many girls,

So many girls hurt
in that house.

And I didn't...

I didn't know it was you.

I just didn't know
it was you.

Hey, girl.
That's it.

Come on.
Let's get up.

Come here.

We're going to get you
cleaned up.

Take a shower.

There we go.
That's it.

Shit, man, I am
out of here.

Don't feel bad,
little dude.

All guys come pretty quick
the first time.

She brought this for you.

Is everything cool?

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

We should wash
that shit off.

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

Let's go, kid.
Come on.

Get your
fuckin' ass up.

I was betrayed
by my own body.

When they put me
in that shower...

I wanted to get clean so badly.

I felt so disgusting.

I wanted to scrub my skin off.

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

I said to myself...

I said to myself,

No matter what
had been done to me,

I didn't have to use
his fucking soap.

I thought maybe,
by coming back here,

Helping you
tell your story,

I could help you
get past it.

I brought you this.

I want to give this back
to you.

You didn't come here
to help me.

Hm-mm.

You came here
to save your own ass.

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

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

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

* Here I forget

* that I'm not in your arms.

*

* I can hear the echoes

* of the rolling tides
comin' in. *

* It's possible
to memory. *

* Have them carried away
with the wind. *

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

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

*

* And

* we walk

* into

* the salty mess.

* And

* we sink

* into

* the salty mess. *

How did you find me?

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

What the fuck
do you want, man?

I'm worried
about Sherry.

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

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

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

I do that to you?

Yeah.

You can come in
if you want.

Have a seat.

Want some coffee?

Yeah.

So what's, uh...

What's this all about, man?

I mean, what's really
going on here?

It's about her rape.

It was my brother.

And some other guys.

And, uh...

And they forced me.

But I know,
I know now...

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

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

I didn't stop them.

I didn't help those girls...

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

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

And fix your face
to say that shit to me?

At least I got
a face, huh?

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

That screwed up her life.

And you not only
screwed up her life,

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

The kids she ain't
never gonna have,

Because that rape
left her sterile.

Did you know that?

Mr. Fuckin'
Professional Snoop?

Yeah, yeah.

Oh, you knew that, yeah?

This is fucked up, man.

This is seriously
fucked up, man.

You can just waltz in here
after all this time

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

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

People wanna laugh at me
and call me names

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

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

I know who she is
in her bones.

Behind the fog
and all that bullshit.

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

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

That sweet little girl
never had the chance

To become a woman
of integrity because of you

And your fuckin' brother
and all of you vultures.

I know you wanna
kill me, man...

Kill you?

Hey, man, fuck you.

Kill you for what?
Ruin my life?

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

So go on.

Live, man.

Suffer. Join the club.

[Kettle whistling]

I'm gonna go now.

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

I said we're gonna
have some coffee,

And we're gonna have
some goddamn coffee.

I ain't got
any fuckin' milk.

I need you to eat
the whole sandwich, okay?

Because you didn't eat
any breakfast, okay?

Mom, that lady's back.

¿Qué?

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

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

Careful, Mom.
She seems loca.

She seems loca?

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

Hi there.

Hi.

You're back again.

Can I help you
with something?

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

We've been here three years.

When my husband passed away,

His pension afforded us
a down payment.

Has this house
been good to you?

Yes.

We've been very happy here.

Was the house good to you?

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

My name is Carmen.
What's your name?

Sherry.

Sherry.

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

Oh.

Okay.

That might be good.

I got three
little kids.

Okay.

It's okay.

I'm sorry.

(Carmen)
This is the living room.

It's beautiful.

Over there is the kitchen.

And, um...

Down this hallway
are the bedrooms.

Yeah, I know.

Um, this is the bathroom.

Closet.

This is my son's room.

I spoil him.

It's really
expensive

Dressing three
growing kids,

So I sew everything.

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

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

Not yet.

There's a bathroom
through there.

Yeah,
with a shower.

Thank you so much.

You made this house
beautiful.

You come back
anytime you need to.

Thank you.

Have a nice day.

You go and have
a good life, now.

Okay?

(Morrissey)
* I would rather not go

* back to the old house.

* There's too many
bad memories, *

* too many memories there.

*

(All)
God, grand me the serenity

To accept the things
I cannot change,

The courage
to change the things I can,

And the wisdom
to know the difference.

Keep coming back,

Because it works
if you work it.

[Cheers and applause]

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

* And you never knew

* how much I really liked you.

Jesus, fuckin' brilliant.

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

* Oh, and I meant to.

* Are you still there?

* Or have you...

[Knock at door]

* Moved away? *

I'm so glad you came.

You leaving?

Yeah.

Back to Celebrity Land?

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

You're a pretty tough interview
to follow.

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

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

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

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

I just...

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

After it happened,

I just... I felt...

Punk Rock.

Didn't expect to see you again
so soon.

Are you here to apologize
for your little tantrum?

What?

You raped that girl, Dan.

Oh, man, this again.

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

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

What the fuck else
do you want?

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

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

You raped them.

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

All right?

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

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

Maybe because
you had some, too.

Because I loved her.

All right, well, look,
you know what?

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

When I get out of
this fuckin' place.

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

You were right.
The music shit,

That's too easy for me.

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

I wrote this.

And I sent a copy of it
to your parole board

And to my editor
at the magazine.

It details
how you raped Sherry.

[Laughs]

And my part in it.

I've also managed
to track down

A couple of your
other survivors,

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

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

[Knocks at door]

[Buzzer sounds]

Can you put this on there?

Got a long drive?

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

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

(Charlie Rich)
* Hey,

* did you happen to see

* the most beautiful girl
in the world? *

* And if you did,

* was she crying?

* Crying.

* Hey,

* if you happen to see

* the most beautiful girl

* that walked out on me,

* tell her I'm sorry.

* Tell her I need my baby.

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

*

* I woke up this morning,

* realized what I had done.

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

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

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

* Now comes the heartaches
that the morning brings. *

* I know I'm wrong.

* I couldn't see.

* I let my world
slip away from me. *

* So hey,

* did you happen to see...

You all right?

Yeah.

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

* And if you did,
was she crying? *

* Crying.

* Hey,

* if you happen to see

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

* tell her I'm sorry.

* Tell her I need my baby.

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

* If you happen to see

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

* Tell her I'm sorry.

* Tell her I need my baby. *

[Music fades out]

[Introspective
acoustic guitar music]

*

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

* They'll only smile

* to see you
wile your time away. *

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

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

* your night or your day.

* Who'll hear what I say?

* Look around.

* You find the ground

* is not so far
from where you are *

* but not too wise.

* For down below,
they never grow. *

* They're always tired
and charms are hired *

* from out of their eyes.

* Never surprise.

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

* And say a prayer
for people there *

* who live on the floor.

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

* don't name the day

* or try to say
it happened before. *

*

* Don't be shy.

* You learn to fly

* and see the sun
when day is done. *

* If only you see.

* Just what you are
beneath a star *

* that came to stay
one rainy day *

* in autumn for free.

* Yes, be what you'll be.

*

* Please beware
of them that stare. *

* They'll only smile

* to see you
while your time away. *

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

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

* your night or your day.

* Who'll hear what I say?

* Open up the broken cup.

* Let goodly sin
and sunshine in. *

* Yes, that's today.

* And open wide
the hymns you hide. *

* You'll find renown
while people frown *

* at things that you say.

* But say what you'll say

* about the farmers
and the fun *

* And the things
behind the sun *

* People around your head

* They say everything's
been said *

* And movement
in your brain *

* Sends you out
into the rain *

*