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[sighs]
Good morning.

Hi.

You sleep alright?

[groans]

You?

Not really.

Uh, there's more Cokes

and, uh,
I could get you a coffee

if you like.

Wanna go for some pancakes
or something?

I'm totally starving.

Actually, I already
had..

I had one of those, um..

Maybe I should
get going anyway.

Gotta take care
of some stuff.

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[siren wailing]

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What the hell
do you want?

An incredibly complicated
and elaborate drink

that takes you
about 10 minutes to make.

Then I'd like to complain
about how there's

no alcohol in it.

That's our best seller.

You want a, uh, massage

manual release
with that?

Maybe later.

- I, uh, I wanted
to ask you something.
- Yes?

You have any plans
for the next month or so?

You mean other than
going on auditions

that'll lead nowhere
and babysitting drunks?

I wanna do
the river swim.

- What river swim?
- The river swim.

The one I've been talking
about since high school.

The entire length
of the lower Hudson.

All the way from Troy
to the Verrazano bridge,
150 miles.

- Why?
- Just because.

- Just because?
- Right.

Y -- you accompany me
in a boat,
like we talked about.

What do you say?

Not many people have swam
the whole river.

Not many people
have dug up

Babe Ruth
and driven around

with his skeleton
in their car either

which was another idea
that we had
one drunken night.

I know, but I mean it.

I wanna swim the river.

We can leave Monday
and be back by the 28th.

Why now?

Why not?

Sarah's not gonna
like it.

- Hi.
- Hey.

Liz!
Hi. You remember Paul.

Sure, you're a financial
writer or something.

Or something, right.

Uh, you waitressed here
a couple of summers ago.

Never again.

A sentiment shared
by the management.

- I wasn't that bad.
- Nor were you any good.

You're actually
a teacher, right?

Yeah.

For retarded kids
or something.

No. Regular ones.

Don't know where
I got that.

May I have a very strong

vodka and soda please,
Jeff?

One alcoholic's special,
comin' up.

So, what are you boys
up to tonight?

Talking about
19 year old girls

with big tits
or something?

Maybe. What's it to you?

Actually,
it looks like we're going

on a swimming trip.

A swimming trip?

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

Paul's gonna swim
the entire length
of the Hudson River.

Why would you do that?

Uh, why do people
climb Everest?

Most people don't.

I didn't realize you were
a big time swimmer.

I'm not, it's just an idea
I had long ago

and it's just kinda
stayed with me

to swim all the way
down the river.

To where it meets
the ocean.

Don't you think
you'd get a little pooped?

I don't swim it all
at once.

It's more,
uh, psychological

challenge
than a physical one.

Anyone could do it
if they wanted to.

Totally eccentric,
I like it.

Then come with us.

[chuckles]
Right, right.

Really,
or just go instead of me.

Come on,
you're asking me to take

a couple weeks off
and drive a boat

slowly down
the Hudson River

while you're in
the water all day?

If she wants to come,
thank God.

It'll give me someone
to make fun of you

with to pass the time.

Well, I don't want to
interfere if it's gonna..

If it's some sort
of male bonding thing.

Please, if we were
any more bonded

we'd be sixty-nining
each other.

- You should come
with us.
- I actually could come.

I don't start school
till after Labor Day.

We could spend a night
at my mom's house

in Rhinebeck
along the way if you want.

- Free beds.
- See? She's from
the Hudson Valley too!

She's one of us!

I'm not sure.

What kind of bathing suits
do you have?

'Cause we usually wear
a two-piece.

[laughs]

I don't think it'd be
very much fun.

- It might be.
- I don't know.

You finally take
some time off --

I think
it's really important

to him for some reason.

So you and Paul
get to spend three weeks

alone together and I get
to sit here all by myself.

Liz is coming
with us too.

The girl from the bar?

- Are you kidding me?
- She wants to come.

What, is Paul sleeping
with her or something?

No.

- Are you?
- No.

Then why is she coming?

Just for fun.

Why didn't you ask me
if I wanted to come?

- Do you?
- No, it's stupid.

Then don't come.

Fuck you.

Right.

- What?
- Hm? Nothin'.

What?

Nothing.

Because I feel like
getting out of the city,
I..

Neither of them.

No.

I'll, uh, I'll call you

when we get close.

Three weeks or so.

Yeah, yeah, I guess it is
a three-week vacation

if you want to call
it that.

[vibrating]

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Yeah, we'll
probably get there
around about 1:00

we can drop off
the car, head

down to the waterfront
and find a boat.

You're really gonna
buy a boat?

Yeah, it's easier
than trying to rent one.

We'll get a used one
or something.

What are you gonna
do with it
when we get to the city?

I don't know, try
to sell it or
something, I guess.

How much do boats cost?

Not sure.
Don't worry about it.

I didn't realize
I was traveling with
John D. Rockefeller here.

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Which way to
the boatyard?

- Can I help you?
- We're lookin'
to buy a boat.

Well, ya sure can't have
one for free.

[laughing]

[coughing]

[spews]
What kind of boat?

- What?
- What kind of boat
are you lookin' for?

Oh, uh,
the smallest one you got.

Like a canoe?

- A motorboat.
- With a weak motor.

- A weak motor?
- Weakest one you got.

He's gonna swim down
the river to the city

and we need
to ride next to him.

So, just, you know,
any -- anything

that can putter along --

You're swimming
to New York City?

Yep.

Is it some sort of
charity type of thing?

Or, or a dollar-a-mile
or something?

- Not really.
- Hm.

Well, I got
an old whaler

with an old
70-horsepower engine.

Couldn't outrun
a turtle.

[coughs]

Twenty-four
hundred bucks.

Sounds reasonable.

Yeah, I believe that's

the going rate
for old boats

with weak engines.

You folks done
much boating before?

[coughing]

Mm...I have!

I went to summer camp
on Lake George

and, we had
water-skiing, we..

Uh, sometimes they let us
steer the boat.

Well, this boat
couldn't pull a turtle

much less a skier.

What's with the turtles?

Piloting a boat
is a lot different

from driving a car.

But it, um,
starts with a key, right?

Yeah.

But it's got no brakes,
for starters.

Neither did my last car.
I think we'll be fine.

How do I look?

Like a total dick.

What'd that getup
run ya?

Eh, not much.

- I bought it used.
- Ew.

Let's head up to the very
beginning of the river.

To the dam where
the first lock is.

We'll start from there.

[motor whirring]

[exhales]

Okay, then.

Don't drink the water.

Damn it!

What?

- It's freezing!
- Really?

Isn't it, uh, your,
like your thing?

Doesn't your thing
keep you warm?

What thing?

Your o -- outfit.

You know what?
I think it's broken.

I'm getting out,
it's too cold.

Bullshit
you're getting out!

Get used to it
and start swimming.

- It's freezing!
- Your idea, pal.

We didn't come
all this way

to get jerked around,
so tuck your cock

in your ass
and get movin'.

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♪ Salvador Sanchez ♪

♪ Arrived
and vanished ♪

♪ Only 23 ♪

♪ With so much speed ♪

♪ Owning the highway ♪

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♪ Mexico City ♪

♪ Had so many ♪

♪ But none
quite like him ♪

♪ Sweet warrior ♪

♪ Pure magic matador ♪

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♪ Pancho Villa ♪

♪ Would never rest ♪

♪ Till 1925 ♪

♪ He closed his eyes ♪

♪ Till Manila
stars would rise ♪♪

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[panting]

Maybe you should stop
for the day.

You think so?

Yes.

Okay.

Thanks.

How much ground
do you think we covered?

Maybe three miles?

It's not enough.

It's only the first day.

Plus we got
a late start, so..

Gotta do better
tomorrow.

Maybe you could smoke
in the water.

Save time
on the smoking breaks.

The cigarettes
will get wet.

Not if you smoke
the waterproof
cigarettes.

They're all the rage
with the kids today.

- You guys are weird.
- What do ya mean,
"You guys?"

He's the one that wants
to swim all day.

I don't wanna swim
all day.

I want to swim
the Hudson,
there's a difference.

It's not like
I'm going back and forth

in a pool all day
like Stevie Brennan.

[chuckles]

He was a mentally retarded
boy we went
to school with.

- Autistic.
- Whatever.

That young man gave
one hell of a blowjob.

Hmm.. You guys
are truly demented.

I don't know
what you mean by that.

Now, let's head back
to shore

so I can get
a high colonic

and a bite to eat.

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It's okay.

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It's okay, it's okay,
it's okay.

[sighs]

It's okay.

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[motor whirring]

I haven't had sex
in a year.

No?

You should
get married then.

I have sex,
like, uh, God

almost six times a year.

It's hard to keep up.

- What's that about?
- I don't know.

Marriage, I guess.

Lots of
little resentments.

You're single,
you ought to be

having sex all the time.
Get it while you can.

- You know?
- I guess.

So, what's this,
"Haven't had sex
for a year" business?

A girl like you should be
getting some serious
dick action.

Yeah, I don't know.

I -- I think I've had
too many lovers already.

- Too many lovers?
- Yeah.

Not too much sex.

But too many lovers.

Paul! Hey, Paull!

You think you've slept
with too many women
in your life?

- "Too many?"
- Yeah!

Have you had
too many lovers?

Oh, yeah.

Way too many.

Wish I could turn back
the clock!

Where do I sign up
for the too many lovers
program?

You don't understand.

Yeah, apparently.

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[crickets chirping]

[sighs]
I haven't slept
in a sleeping bag

since camp.

Inside a teepee.

The famous camp.

Water-skiing..

...teepees.

[sighs]
I wish I could go
to camp now.

It was fun.

It had all sorts
of old-school activities.

Archery, water polo,
capture the flag.

Oh!

I would love to play
water polo.

Paul,
how much would you pay

to play a real game
of water polo?

Ten bucks?

Wrong, 50 bucks.

Wow!

Water polo.

What didn't they have
at that camp?

Adequate
adult supervision.

It was great.

Any lesbian
experimentation goin' on?

A little.

Why're you swimming
down the river, Paul?

It's a charity stunt.

Why's it so important
to get there
by August 28th?

He has Yankee tickets
that night.

You don't remember
what the 28th is?

If you're talking
about the day

you came out to me

I'm pretty sure
that, that was

the spring
of senior year

and we never really
celebrate that.

This stuff never stops,
does it?

Nope, the older I get

the more immature
I get.

It's an odd phenomenon.

It's not one
I claim to understand.

Enough about me.

What's, uh, what's the
deal with the 28th?

Amy's anniversary.

August 28th is the fifth
anniversary of her death.

To prepare for
the occasion, I thought

I'd do
something interesting.

Something unique
to distinguish myself

in some small way
before I go.

Go where?

It's been five years.

- Motherfucker!
- What?

What?

Jeff!

[crickets chirping]

What's happening? What..

What was that about?

He's gonna kill himself
when we finish the swim.

What's going on here?
What're --

When Amy was killed,
Paul was a wreck.

He was
completely destroyed.

Um, one night,
after not being able
to reach him for

a couple days, I went
over to their apartment

to see how he was
and when I got there

the door was open and
there was a suicide note

on the desk.

And I remember,
we hung out
on his roof sometimes

so I run up there,
and there he was

on the edge
of the roof..

...about to jump.

- Jesus.
- Yeah.

But I start talking
to him.

We start talking
and I'm trying

to convince him that he
will feel better sometime.

Amy had just died, uh,
three months earlier

and he just had
to give it some time.

And I told him to think
about the people

that care about him.

And what
about our friendship?

That kind of thing.

And I give him reason
after reason not to do it

not the least of which
is my car's parked below.

- I don't want him
to land on it.
- Really?

No, but I did say
that at one point

and he actually laughed,
I got a laugh out of him

in spite of everything
and, um..

...just kept
him talkin'.

Finally, after
what seems like an hour

uh, I say,
"I'll tell you what..

"...you absolutely have
to give this more time.

"Give it five years..

"...and if at the end
of those five years

"you still wanna die

"I promise not only..

"...not to interfere,
I'll kick in for a pack

"of razor blades
and I'll give a eulogy

"at your funeral,
telling 'em you did

"the right thing for you,
and I'll defend

your decision
to anybody who has
a problem with it."

But he didn't wanna wait
five years.

He didn't wanna wait
five minutes.

Thing is,
he would've asked
for the exact same thing

if the situation
was reversed to give it

more time,
and when he realized that

I knew I had him.

I knew he wasn't
gonna jump.

We actually
shook hands on it

and he seemed
to gradually get better..

...and after
a couple of years

uh, I put it in the back
of my mind

and, uh...
kinda forgot about it.

Until about
two minutes ago.

So, it's five years later
and, uh..

...the time's
actually here..

...and he still
wants to die.

[crickets chirping]

[train horn blaring]

Oh.

[chuckles]

Hi.

Hi.

Good morning.

Where'd you get that?

From a little store
up there.

I got one for Jeff too
and a Coke for you.

Oh. Perfect.

Thank you.

[chuckles]
I also found out

we're camping
on private property.

Well, we're
private people.

[sighs]

[sighs]

Rise and shine, captain.
We got swimming to do.

The missus brought
you some coffee.

Really?

Fantastic.

Need to do six miles today
at least.

You guys up for that?

Considering all we have
to do is sit in the boat

drinkin' Mai Tais while
you do the actual swimming

I'd say, um..

Yeah, I think
we can swing it.

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I mean, I, I can't
believe we're just

we're -- we're just gonna
g -- go along like this.

What would you prefer
we do?

Stop the trip.
Take him to a hospital.

Get him committed
or something.

If we stop the trip
and say

"No, we're not going
along with this."

What's that gonna
accomplish?

He wants to kill himself,
he'll find a way.

Maybe sooner
rather than later.

You guys
talking about me?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Please don't!

Okay, we'll chat
about the weather instead.

- Pretty nice day, huh?
- Yeah, how's the water?

Not as bad
as yesterday.

Ah, probably getting
used to it.

Probably.

Water's always freezing
when you first get in.

Ain't that the truth.

Well, keep on truckin'.

Will do, buddy!

I don't know what the hell
to do, okay?

I don't know
what to do.

If he kills himself..

...maybe he'll leave me
his television.

It's got a huge screen.

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What's he swimming for?

Just for fun.

Don't know how clean
the water is.

There's a freshwater lake
a few miles inland.

I don't think pollution's
a top priority of his.

Let's get some hot dogs.

Damn it!

Alright.

Put that around there.

We're lookin'
for hot dogs.

- I don't have any.
- Fair enough.

Anybody know where we can
get something to eat?

Town's about a
quarter-mile
down the road.

Perry's has hot dogs.

- No, they don't.
- Yeah, they do.

They're just not
on the menu.

Yeah, you have
to ask for 'em.

- Bullshit!
- It's true.

You just have
to ask for 'em.

- Who told you that?
- Nobody told me.

- I just know.
- Don't worry.

We'll get to the
bottom of it.

Knock some heads together
if we have to.

Mm-hm.

Will you keep an eye
on her for me?

Mm. Mm!

I saw this thing
on TV once

a special about
the death penalty

and they were talking,
uh, about prisoners

last meals and this,
this chaplain was saying

in his 30 years
at Sing Sing

never once did he see
a prisoner actually

eat his last meal,
they always ended up

giving it
to the other prisoners.

We'll be passing
Sing Sing.

I know.
That's why I mentioned it.

Why did you mention it?

Well, ho -- how can
you be eating so happily

if you know
you're gonna die soon?

Mm, well..

A, this isn't
my last meal..

...B, I'm hungry
and C, I love food.

Okay, good!

You love food.

That, isn't that
one reason
not to kill yourself

right there, I mean, not
to mention the millions

of other reasons,
I mean, you were
like a little kid

when we got those donuts
on the drive up.

I'm sure they'll have
donuts in heaven.

- What?
- I'm sure they'll have
donuts in heaven.

- They have donuts
in heaven.
- Right.

I mean, if one believes
in the concept of heaven

as a paradise,
not really a stretch

to believe they
have donuts there.

Well, A, even if they
do have donuts in heaven

and I -- I can't believe
I'm actually discussing

these issues seriously,
what about B

which is the fact that
most people don't believe

suicides go to heaven.
They go to hell.

I don't believe in hell,
or that suicides

would necessarily
end up there.

I'm not saying
I believe that either

but I'm certainly not
sure there's a heaven.

Me neither.

Yet you're sure
there's donuts there

if it does exist?

Willing to find out.

Paul, you've got
to get some therapy

you can't just, like --

I tried therapy, Liz.

All kinds.

Groups, Prozac, Zoloft.

I tried praying
and then..

...one day,
I just stopped.

Why?

Because Amy and the baby
were still dead.

Okay, I understand
that.

But that, that,
that, ugh, doesn't mean

that you can't find a way
to go on somehow.

Lots of people
have, have suffered
terrible tragedies

and horrific losses
and, and continued

with their lives.
They found a way to go on.

Not all of them, some
of them killed themselves.

But most do go on, Paul!
They find a way!

Maybe they were
stronger than me

but it was their choice
to go on

not someone else's.

I'm sorry but, but
like, grief or despair

or whatever, is, is, is
just not a good reason

to -- to -- to kill,
to commit suicide.
It's just not!

Not a good enough reason
for you, you mean.

It's not a good enough
reason for anyone!

It's selfish
to kill yourself.

It's a -- a hostile act.

I don't have any siblings,
my parents are dead

and...my wife
and child are dead

so why can't I
join my family?

What about Jeff? What
about your other friends?

Why should I be forced
to stay alive for them?

I wouldn't stop Jeff
from killing himself

if that's truly
what he wanted to do.

You wanna kill yourself,
it's your absolute right.

Thanks.

But who would drive
the boat?

Good point.
Hang in there, buddy.

Things will start
looking up.

You're an asshole.

And you're an idiot.

What'd I do?

[birds chirping]

[train horn blaring]

I'm pretty sure slack tide
means it's like..

...slack, it's calm.

It's not moving
either way.

Remember the Hudson
is an estuary

where the water flows in
then flows out.

Right, so ideally
you want to be swimming

at ebb tide, right?

Maximum ebb, best of all,
where you'd be just

coasting along
practically.

I know, so why
was I fighting tides

half the morning?

I don't know
how to read the chart.

[footsteps approaching]

We were beginning to think
you killed yourself.

You okay?

Went window shopping.

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I'm cold and sore
and everything aches.

What do you care? You'll
be dead soon anyway.

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[rain pattering]

Cigarettes don't help
with your circulation.

What do I care?
I'll be dead soon anyway.

Douche.

Maybe you should take
tomorrow off.

Rest a day,
we could, uh..

I don't know...
take a factory tour

or something.
See where plastic's made.

Can't fall behind.

Then we'll motor down
the river for a few miles

at the end of the day
and nobody'll know

the difference.

I'll know
the difference.

I wanna do this right.

I'd like to accomplish
this one thing in my life.

I wanna actually
do something instead

of just talking
about doing things

know what I mean?

[pattering continues]

Let's get a milkshake.

This guy really
didn't get enough
time in the mixer.

Neither of them, mom.

Right.

Yes.

Maybe tomorrow.. When,
when are we getting there?

When do you think
we'll get there?

Uh, hard to say.

We'll be there
tomorrow afternoon.

- Probably tomorrow.
- I wanna do 10 miles
tomorrow.

- No.
- Okay.

I'm serious.
I wanna do 10 miles.

I heard you
the first time.

Neither of them,
mom. Okay?

Uh, uh, sometime tomorrow
afternoon, probably?

Will Pasthule be there?

I'm just asking.

Suzanne?

Alright, well,
we'll all have dinner.

Okay. Oh, okay.

Okay!

Bye.

[sighs]

All set. She's looking
forward to it.

Faggots!

[crickets chirping]

[squawking]

Good morning.

Hi, did you sleep okay?

Yeah.

We need to get going. The
current's really moving.

Maximum ebb, people,
let's go while we got it!

[whispering]
He's out of his mind.

No kidding. And we're
going right along with it.

I made him a promise.

You don't have to
honor it.

Says who? You?

What good is giving
your word to a friend

if you don't plan
on keeping it?

[insect buzzing]

Shit!

You alright?

Just swimming down
the river.

What do you mean?

Swimming down
to the Verrazano Bridge.

Verrazano Bridge?

It's like 90 miles.

Not all at once.
You know, day by day.

Everything okay?

Everything okay here?

I'm fine. Really.

He wants to swim
the entire river

it's one of those, uh

endurance things,
kind of like that

Iditarod Dog Sled Race
they have in Alaska.

Except there's
no other racers.

Right.

You got a permit
for this?

No.

Do I need one?

Just be careful, okay?

Thank you.

You know what
we're eating tonight?

Nope.

My aunt will be
making dinner.

[chuckles]
There'll be an aunt there?

Yep. My cousin also.
The whole gang.

You -- you don't sound
too enthused, you..

You sure
you wanna do this?

We can always stay
at a motel if you want.

We'll be fine.

[thuds]

Fuck me!

What are the chances
your mother
will have homemade

sticky buns waiting
for us at the house?

Near zero.

- What are the chances
your stepfather will --
- Mother's boyfriend!

What are the chances
your mother's boyfriend

will commit homosexual
rape upon my person?

[car horn honking]

Your taxi is here!

Hi, mom.

Now, that one was built
by a prosperous
Dutch merchant

in the 1800s.

Made an absolute fortune
in imports.

Unfortunately,
his grandson
frittered it all away

and it had to be sold
a few years back.

- That's too bad.
- Yes, a shame.

You used to play
with his grandson, Liz,
do you remember?

We used to smoke pot by
the river in high school

if that's what you mean.

Oh, don't be sassy.

And what about
you, Seth?

What does your
family do?

- Jeff.
- What?

- Jeff.
- Jeff. Forgive me, Jeff.

So what does
your family do?

My mother's a college
professor, retired

and my father
is a physician.

Oh, a doctor.

That must have
come in handy
when you got the flu.

Huh, actually,
he was the kind of guy

who was so wrapped up
in his work and research

and whatever else,
you'd be walking around
the house

with a bloody stump
and he wouldn't notice.

My aunt had
a leg amputated

and believe me, Jeff,
you'd notice.

Right, I mean, he
probably would've
noticed something

like that.

- And what do you do?
- Actor.

Bartender.

Et vous?

Et vous?

Hey, hello.

What's your background?

My father was a lawyer.

My mother
was a homemaker.

They both died.

Oh, Lord!

- Plane crash?
- No, no.

Cancer, natural causes.

They both
had good lives.

Thank goodness
for small favors, huh?

- Yeah.
- That house is amazing.

The Williams.

More divorce and
alcoholism in that family

than I care to discuss.

Troubled family, huh?

I don't wanna discuss it.
Please.

The youngest is in jail,
if you can believe it

and the middle one
is a...a gay.

Aw, look at that one.

- That is huge!
- The Vanderhooks.

Their money came
from the railroads.

They had nine children.

Seven.

Well, I never counted.

Mostly boys, it seemed.

And poor Emily,
oh, she died

so tragically young.

Not that the father
seemed to mind

no, he had a new wife
by the end of the year.

She couldn't have been
a day over 21.

She did not wear a bra.

[Liz chuckles]

You think that's funny?

Not wearing a bra
is, ha-ha, funny?

No, not the lack of bra
in and of itself, no.

Well, let me tell you,
there was nothing funny

about it.

Teenage wife
prancing around in front

of 12 boys with no bra
on all day.

[crickets chirping]

So when does
school start, dear?

The Wednesday
after Labor Day.

I heard they were
making the children

in New York City
start school in August

these days because
they were so hopelessly

behind in their studies.

- It's not true.
- Oh?

Do you think they
should start in August?

Or even July?

Right, 'cause she's
really gonna be in favor

of teaching all summer.

[clears throat]
Paul, we never did get

to what it is you do.

Oh, that is,
when you're not swimming

the Amazon or crossing
the Great Plains.

I've, uh, been writing
for a business magazine.

Mostly personal
investments, uh

money markets IRAS,
uh, that kind of thing.

- That sounds like a drag.
- Suzanne.

No, actually,
she's right.

It's.. It isn't fun.

Well, maybe
this little vacation

will re-energize you,
and you can go back

to work with
a whole new attitude.

Not that I would
want to write
a financial column.

Or even read one.

I'm not going back
to work.

No?

Oh, well, what's next?

Riding a bicycle
to the Yukon?

Uh..

...nothing, really.

- Nothing?
- Not really.

People don't
just do nothing, Paul.

You have
to do something.

Well, actually,
if you really wanna know

I'm gonna kill myself.

[chuckles]

He's joking, he's..

These guys have a real
deadpan sense of humor.

- Bedpan?
- Deadpan.

Bedpan too.

Oh, I'm, I'm not joking,
but if you'd rather

not discuss it,
which is more than fine

with me, let's not.

Please, let's do.

[stammering]

What is all this nonsense
about killing yourself?

- Why?
- Because I've lived
my life.

Uh-huh. You're all
of 21 years old.

I'm 35 actually.

Well, I don't care
if you're 36

it's still a poor reason
to commit suicide.

She's right, Paul.

Suicide is not
the answer to anything.

[chuckles]
Particularly
growing older.

If it was,
we'd all be dead.

[laughing]

Look, I'm...way over 21
and you don't see me

committing suicide.

I'm no spring chicken
either and I'm still here.

You know what, I'm, I'm
sorry I brought this up.

I'm sorry.

Good luck closing
that barn door.

It actually
was a joke, okay?

I'm not gonna
kill myself.

I -- I -- I'm sorry
I said that.

I'm sorry, um, I, I was
just making conversation.

I do not like
those boys.

Which one
are you dating?

I'm not dating
either of them, mom.

I just hate to see you
throw yourself

into the arms
of the first man

who smiles at you
just because
you're getting older.

Do yourself a favor.

Forget about marriage
and children

it's not worth
the sacrifice.

- Thanks.
- Oh, stop with that.

You know
what I'm saying.

You gotta look out
for number one

which is you.

Not some man.

I'll tell you something.

I don't give
Pasthule a thing

until I got my...
you know..

I really don't wanna
discuss this.

Uh, yeah,
I think she does

some good work
with the right roles.

I didn't say
she was better than you.

Just she does
what she does.

[doorknob rattles]

And, no, I don't think
she's prettier than you.

Well, yeah, she's younger,
I mean, that's
just a fact.

Right.

No, she's not.

We'll talk about this
when I get home, okay?

Yes, I -- I gotta
get off the phone.

'Cause it's not polite
to talk for an hour

on the phone
at someone's house.

Yeah, whatever,
20 minutes.

Yes, definitely.

Uh, no,
nothing's wrong.

I don't know what you
perceive in my voice

but everything's fine.

I'll call you soon.

Bye.

High maintenance!

So you're an actor, huh?

Have I seen you
in anything?

Other than the dining room
during dinner?

I doubt it.

Unless you happened
to have been living

in the Phoenix-Scottsdale
area a few years back

where you would
certainly recognize me

from the Lem's
auto insurance ad

as the poor bastard
who slams his car

into a hearse.
It ran all the time.

Think I missed that one.

Well, I have it on tape.
Be happy
to send it to you.

I could even autograph
the, uh...tape sleeve.

You know that
self-deprecating humor

is usually used
as a defense mechanism

for those with actual
low self-esteem, right?

That would be me.

Which doesn't mean
it isn't funny.

Thanks.

But what I'm really
good at..

...is bartending.

Well, someone's gotta
make the drinks, huh?

Yeah, I guess so.

So, uh..

What do you study
in college?

Actually,
I'm a drama major.

[chuckles]
Another actor.

No, I'm just kidding.

- I'm pre-med.
- Really?

So you want
to be a doctor?

No. I'm fuckin'
with you.

I'm just a regular,
liberal arts

nothing-special

no-real-skills-learned
major.

You'll make
a great temp someday.

Thank you.

So, um..

...your friend
in there..

...he sounded
serious about

wanting to
kill himself.

He is.

Hm, interesting.

It's his life.

You think so?

No, it's your life.

Let's take a walk.

Where to?

I don't know.

I'm gonna go for a walk.

Come join me
if you'd like.

And that's when I knew
right then and there

that I could never eat
another tomato.

[laughing]

[door slams]

She's not on the porch.

Tell her she'll
just have to walk home.

Oh, dear, I'm not gonna
tell her anything.

I'm going to bed.

Why don't you pin a note
to Pasthule's shirt?

- Nice meeting you, Paul.
- Uh, goodnight.

Goodnight, Aunt Karen.
We'll tell Suzanne
you left.

Nah, let her figure it out
the hard way.

[whispers]
Let's roll him
for his billfold.

If only he had one.

[whispers]
God, I'm sorry

I brought you here.

I'm sorry
I brought me here.

- Why?
- My family's weird.

All families are weird.

Do you miss yours?

Of course.

Were they good to you?

[whispers]
Amy was great.

And the baby, well..

Um, I wasn't, I wasn't
talking about..

I was talking
about your parents.

- Well, I'm sorry.
- Oh, no.

Of course.

I miss them too.

[crickets chirping]

[breathing heavily]

[Jeff chuckles]

I want you to taste me.

I want you to taste me,
then I want you
to fuck me.

Wanna taste me?
Do you wanna fuck me?

[moaning]

Taste me.

[breathing heavily]

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

[Paul sighs]

Hi.

Good morning.

[chuckles]

Wow.

Hm.

[sighs]

Ugh!

[exhales]

What time is it?

Um, almost 11:00.

Really?

Yeah.

We should get going.

You think there's
any Cokes in the house?

- Probably Pepsi.
- Pepsi?

What kind of flophouse
is your mother

running here?

Oh.

Bonjour.

- I'm such an idiot!
- Yep.

How was it?

She's kinda nutty.

In a good way
or a bad way?

A little of both.

Was our absence
remarked upon?

Pasthule went nuts.

Is that that guy's name?

[chuckles]
I don't know.

Yeah, he nodded off.

Mom went to bed,
the aunt went home.

- And what'd you guys do?
- Nothing.

Just went to bed.

You're really going back
into that water

and swim all the way
to New York?

Or are you just
gooing on me.

- Goofing.
- What?

The word you mean,
it's -- it's goofing.

Oh, who cares
what the word is, dear?

I'm asking
him a question.

Yes, I'm gonna swim
all the way to New York.

What do you do
when you finish?

Look for a new job,
I guess.

There you go!

Can't hurt to see,
what's out there now,
can it?

Nope.

Keep my options open.

Ah, there's
Renny Van Cort.

The sorrow
that man has known..

Wish I could've grabbed
a shower this morning.

[instrumental music]

♪ There's my favorite ♪

♪ Roller coaster ♪

♪ Next to ♪

♪ The blue water ♪

[music continues]

♪ There's the sun ♪

♪ Goin' down ♪

♪ Creating that ♪

♪ Fluorescent glow ♪

♪ Reminding me ♪

♪ I'll never be able ♪

[music continues]

♪ To relive this day ♪

♪ Except in memory ♪

[music continues]

♪ There's those big ♪

♪ Barking fish ♪

♪ In the concrete
stream ♪

[music continues]

♪ Where's dad? ♪

♪ And where is mom? ♪

♪ Looks like
from here on out ♪

♪ It's me and you ♪

♪ Looks like
from here on out ♪

♪ It's just me
and you ♪♪

[whispering]
Can I sleep
with you tonight?

Tie our sleeping bags
together or something?

What are we
gonna tell him?

Don't worry, I,
I know how to handle it.

Liz and I are
shacking up tonight,
you're on your own.

When did this develop?
I wasn't on the phone
that long.

Last night.

Christ!

It was one big orgy
back at the house, huh?

She knows, I can hear it
in her voice, she knows.

Cannot believe you slept
with Suzanne.

She's 20 years old.

I didn't find that part
to be a problem.

What are you gonna do?

I might not go home.

What?

I might not go home.

I'm tired of living
like this.

Oh, man. Oh..

I feel so drained.

And I do not want
to do this anymore.

But you need to.

- What?
- Make it work somehow.

It's not impossible.

You could have a future.
A child.

You just need to hang
in there and make it work.

You're giving me advice?

Yeah.

What are you gonna do?

I don't know.

Keep swimming, I guess.

[thunder rumbling]

It's a rainout!

Let's go
get some breakfast.

Take in a movie
or something.

Maybe it'll
clear up later.

No, no, no, no.
Look at the current.

We can make
excellent time.

Are you kidding?

What, the rain?
Who cares?

The people who
normally stay dry

on this swimming trip,
genius.

It may not matter to you
in the water

but I'll take a dildo
in my ass-pussy

before I sit on a boat
going two miles an hour

while it's raining.

Let's go.

No.

We're gonna wait
till it clears up.

If you guys don't want
to, that's fine.

But I wanna reach New York
by August 28th

so I'm swimming.

You can meet me
downriver later.

[rain pattering]

[instrumental music]

[thunder rumbling]

You know

it actually feels
...kinda warmer.

Ahh!

[music continues]

What are you doing?

Stop it! Stop it!

[gasping]

[music continues]

[gasping]

Hey.

The library
in this town sucks.

They have, like, two books
and a newspaper.

What are you doing?

Is it true if you cut
a worm in half

you get two worms?

I think you get three.

How's he doing?

[music continues]

[sniffles]

Hey, sorry about that,
uh, you know

that whole attempted
murder thing this morning

but I'm over it.

[music continues]

It's amazing here.

It's really,
it's amazing here!

I was on Staten Island
once near this big dump

where I saw these
huge rats fighting

with these seagulls
over the rancid garbage.

Let me tell you..

...this definitely
beats that.

Have you ever seen
such a lovely sight?

Not in a long time.

There's...there's
so -- so much

more beauty in
the world too, you know?

There's..

...there's visual,
artistic..

...emotional..

...love.

[sniffles]

[crickets chirping]

I can't believe
we don't have
any weenies to roast.

Or marshmallows.

We could throw Paul
on the fire.

Watch him jump out
so fast it'll make
our heads spin.

So, how are you planning
on killing yourself?

You don't live in that
tall building anymore.

I'm not sure, really.
Maybe a gun.

We're not gun people.

You're not gonna
shoot yourself.

You don't understand.

Help me understand.

It's not your fault, Liz

and it's, it's not
your responsibility to try

and save me, please.

Look after your own lives,
guys, not mine.

Well, here's
the problem, butt-plug..

You're a part of my life,
an important part of it

and you've become a part
of Liz's life too, so

uh, we are worrying about
our own lives. Got it?

Look, I'm not asking
you to agree
with me on this

or anything, I'm just..

...asking you
to respect my wishes.

We all have to die
sometime, so what's wrong

in choosing how and when
we die ourselves?

If -- if I were
a quadriplegic with

burns over 90%
of my body

you -- you wouldn't try
and make me

stay alive, would you?

But you're not
even close

to being like that.
You're fine.

I'm not fine at all!

Nobody's saying
emotional suffering

isn't valid, Paul.
It, it..

B -- because it is.
It -- it --it..

And clearly
you're not fine

but the -- the
difference between

a quadriplegic
and you is that

you can heal someday.

That's your opinion.

No, Paul, it's a fact

whether you think
it is or not.

People can and do heal

from emotional pain.

And I'm sick of you
saying it's hopeless.

You want us
to let you die?

You want us
to drive this boat

down the river for you?
Then make us a promise.

And that is
to at least consider

the possibility
that you still

haven't given this
enough time.

That you could be wrong
about everything.

[instrumental music]

What was he like
as a kid?

He was shorter.

He was unusual,
actually.

Um, one part of him
was confident, fun

adventurous.

Then there was always
this other side

for as long
as I can remember

this vulnerability,
this, uh..

...fragile part of him.

Good ol' Indian point.

Hey, wanna get
a move-along there?

Uh, we wanna get past
these things.

I'm no Mark Spitz here..

...or Stevie Brennan
for that matter!

Is it true the water's
warmer near these plants

'cause of the crap they
discharge in the river?

No, it's freezing!

Should be
in Hasting soon.

We can crash
at my parents'

'cause they're
in Nantucket

for the summer...
at their other house

that they can afford
'cause they worked hard

and made the right choices
in life, while I didn't

and therefore
live in a small

no-AC apartment.

But..

Whatever.

[instrumental music]

One should always carry
a set of keys

to their parents house,
is my life philosophy.

Think your mother
still keeps
Nestle's Quik around?

I know she does.
Nilla wafers, too.

- Jackpot!
- Nice house.

Yes.

Welcome
to my former home.

Wish I had appreciated it
more at the time.

[insects chirping]

[bug zapper crackling]

[bug zapper crackling]

[sighs]

[chuckles softly]

[moans lightly]

[both breathing heavily]

[whispering]
Don't leave us.

Don't leave us, Paul.

Don't leave me.

You're so lovely.

[Liz moans]

[toilet flushes]

That oughta clear things
out for a while.

It's nice up here, huh?

Remember how we used
to build forts
in the woods?

We spent weeks
on those things.

I loved building
the forts.

[chuckles]

They were so elaborate.

You know, you could
stay here for a while
if you want.

My parents won't be back
till October.

You could just
hang around up here

take walks in the woods

eat Nilla wafers

just hang out
and relax.

We should get back
to the river.

[grunts]

[zipper fastens]

[instrumental music]

[footsteps approaching]

If I find you messing
with my dad's
gay porn stash

there's gonna be
hell to pay.

Liz..

You okay?

He wants to get going.

Mm. I know.

[music continues]

[music continues]

Hey, Amy.

Olivia.

[sobbing]

[no audio]

[music continues]

[tires squealing]

[sobbing]

[whispering]
I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

[Paul breathing heavily]

[instrumental music]

♪ Time ♪

♪ All the long
red lines ♪

♪ That take control ♪

♪ Of all
the smoke-like streams ♪

♪ That flow
into your dreams ♪

♪ That big blue
open sea ♪

♪ That can't
be crossed ♪

♪ That can't
be climbed ♪

♪ Just born between ♪

♪ Oh the two
white lines ♪

♪ Distant Gods
and faded signs ♪

♪ Of all those
blinking lights ♪

♪ You had to pick ♪

♪ The one tonight ♪

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

♪ Holes ♪

♪ Dug by little moles ♪

♪ Angry jealous spies ♪

♪ Got telephones
for eyes ♪

♪ Come to you
as friends ♪

♪ For all those
endless ends ♪

♪ That can't be tied ♪

♪ Oh they make
me laugh ♪

♪ And always
make me cry ♪

♪ Till they drop
like flies ♪

♪ And sink like
polished stones ♪

♪ Of all the stones
I throw ♪

♪ How does that
old song go? ♪

♪ How does that
old song go? ♪♪

[panting]

Congratulations, man.

- Good work.
- Thank you.

Thank you.

Some rough waters
at the end there.

[laughs]

Yeah.

Well, you made
it through.

Let's get back
in the boat,
motor over to Chinatown..

...get some celebration
dinner. Alright?

Come on, man, my treat.

I'm not getting back
in the boat.

What?

I'm not getting back
in the boat.

What are you gonna do?

Aw, Jesus, man.

Thank you
for everything.

Really.

Paul..

Don't get back
in that water!

Do not get back
in that water!

Paul, please?

Just get back
into the boat.

We'll, we'll just..
We'll go home.

I'm sorry.

Where are you going?

Where the hell
are you going?

Paul..

It's okay, Jeff.

It really is.

You've done all you can.

You've been
a good friend.

A great one.

Please, keep the deal
we made.

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

I'm gonna go get him.

If he wants to
turn around, he will.

[music continues]

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[music continues]

[instrumental music]

♪ Salvador Sanchez ♪

♪ Arrived
and vanished ♪

♪ Only 23 ♪

♪ With so much speed ♪

♪ Owning the highway ♪

[music continues]

♪ Mexico City ♪

♪ Bred so many ♪

♪ But none
quite like him ♪

♪ Sweet warrior ♪

♪ Pure magic matador ♪

[music continues]

♪ Pancho Villa ♪

♪ Would never rest ♪

♪ Till 1925 ♪

♪ He closed his eyes ♪

♪ Till Manila stars
would rise ♪

[music continues]

♪ Gozo of
the Philippines ♪

♪ Choirs
and angels sing ♪

♪ Ukulele strings ♪

♪ Play for his legend ♪

♪ Italy had a king ♪

[music continues]

♪ Why have they gone ♪

♪ Fell by leather? ♪

♪ All alone ♪

♪ All bound together ♪

[music continues]

♪ Benny Kid Paret ♪

♪ Came a good way ♪

♪ To climb up
gray skies ♪

♪ To lift his hands ♪

♪ Was stopped by
the better man ♪

[music continues]

♪ Eyes of Los Rios ♪

♪ Cry for suns ♪

♪ Lost on
distant shores ♪

♪ Unforeseen horrors ♪

♪ Struck
and delivered him ♪

[music continues]

♪ Why have they gone ♪

♪ Fell by leather? ♪

♪ All alone ♪

♪ All bound together ♪

♪ Why have they gone ♪

♪ Fell by leather? ♪

♪ All alone ♪

♪ All bound together ♪♪

[music continues]

[harmonica music]