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When you're 18 years old, you always get the same excuse.

Listen, Mom.

These standards were a little looser.

Looser?

Exactly how you like your women. Hey, Sarah was not looser.

She was sweet to me.

And there was nothing wrong with her family.

Sugar.

I don't want you to marry into a family like that.

What are you going to do with my fortune when I pass?

Just squandered away on some floofy who can't earn her own?

Money isn't everything.

And we know that better than anyone else, Mother.

I think you forgot what it's like to live in a trailer park.

Do you remember the leaky roof?

The rice and bean dinner?

The freezing cold winter?

Not to mention that you were too ashamed to bring your friends over.

Do you remember?

You used to tell your bus driver to drop you off two miles away from our home

just so you wouldn't be seen as the trailer park kid.

Boy, are you listening to me?

I worked hard to earn a living for us.

I gave up my productive years.

Look at me.

You're not old, Mother.

You'll never be old.

You'll... Do you think there are single men my age?

Men of the same social standing?

No.

And if they are single, they're looking to upgrade to a younger model.

Trust me when I tell you that.

I appreciate everything... What if you appreciate me? You have an awfully funny

way of showing it.

Where's your woman, son?

Look at you. Look at your age. Where is your woman? You should be married by

now. To a woman who comes from a hard -working family who knows the value of

hard work and not government charity.

I've come to a solution.

You're not going to like it, I've heard.

Oh, but I promise you, in the end, you'll thank me.

The Wolf family has a pretty little Catholic girl.

She just turned 18.

I talked to her parents and we agreed you two would make a fine match.

What? Sit.

You will marry her.

You will marry her if you love me at all.

She will make a fine wife for you.

And we know your father, God rest his soul, would have approved.

I do love you, Mommy.

I love you so much.

Sometimes it hurts that I love you so much.

But I can't marry somebody that I don't love.

Sugar.

You will marry her.

And love will come in time.

You will not suffer the lonely life I've led.

You will marry your equal.

Or else.

Or else?

Or else I don't want to see you again.

You can marry whatever floozy you choose.

But you won't see me.

And you won't have a dime of your inheritance.

And your future children won't have a dime.

That's what I need to hear.

I love you.

And?

And I'll do what you told me to do.

Do I look okay?

Yes, but you're missing something.

Mom, is that Dad's that's ancient?

It smells handsome.

I'll get it. You sit down.

Hi. Hi, ma 'am. I'm here to see Zach.

My son.

Come on in.

I told your mother to put you in your Sunday's best.

Say hello, sweetheart.

Hi.

This is a little awkward.

Yeah, I told my mother and father that I thought this was a bit archaic.

Sugar.

Um, no thank you. Water?

Do you have water?

Water, dear.

He wants water.

It's nice that you and my Zachary have something in common.

You know, you may mock this meeting, but know that young people, they

don't know much about anything.

You two came up from a privileged family.

Privileged children.

Zach knows a little bit about suffering.

His father left us when he was just a toddler.

Yes, and we weren't married.

His family took everything we had.

But we made you, didn't we, Beverly?

Um, I'm tired here.

All right, your parents and I, we know.

Is your family in good health?

Yeah, they're great.

My dad actually just finished a triathlon.

He's 56 years old and finished third.

You have good genetics.

Thank you.

Does my factory look well?

Yes.

Just like his father, identical.

Oh, oh, no, no. No tea for you, son. It's afternoon.

Zach,

I heard you like movies?

Yeah. Sugar.

Yeah, I just got a job at Forward Marketing. We make commercials for local

services and shops.

But I've always dreamt of writing my own film.

That's really cool.

What kind?

I wrote three full movie scripts.

But my favorite is the science fiction story about a criminal alien who was

sentenced to Earth to live with humans.

He doesn't know how to dress, talk, or integrate, so he meets a girl who

basically just takes him in.

In the end, the aliens come back to get him after serving his sentence, but he

doesn't want to leave because he fell in love.

And there's another one that I'm working on about an old grumpy man with PTSD.

from the war and everybody thinks... You know, Zach doesn't bite, honey.

Why don't you come sit over here with us?

My third cousin lives in Los Angeles.

He's studying lighting designs and things like that.

He said that I can come to Los Angeles and visit him and see how everything's

done. Wow, that's cool. You have an interest in lighting?

Lighting, sure.

But my real passion is definitely acting. I recently played Esalt in the

play.

Don't fish it, dear. Set it straight.

Isolt? Isolt was a star -crossed lover, like Juliet in Romeo and Juliet.

It was a pathetic story, but I'm sure you did what you could with it.

I like acting so much, but I've actually decided to pursue it full -time.

I like stepping into someone else's body and feeling what she feels, thinking

what she thinks.

You could come to my cousin's set in Los Angeles if you wanted.

He says that lots of people do it all the time. They bring their family and

friends.

Nobody minds as long as you don't disturb the crew and production.

Hell yes. That would be so cool. Someday I would love to live in Los Angeles.

But I just got my first real job and it seems... You're responsible.

Well... I do encourage my Zachary to follow his dreams, but only after I

this earth.

Then he'll have the means and the freedom to do whatever he chooses.

Sugar.

Let me see your hands.

Subtle fingers.

Pink nail beds.

Clear nails.

You're healthy.

That's good news.

I'm very pleased.

Mom thinks that she can predict...

present or future illnesses just by looking at someone's hands.

It's not a fallacy, son.

It's been proven.

Written in peer -reviewed articles.

You two seem to be hitting it off well.

Wouldn't it be a shame if it was a short love affair like Esalt and her Tristan?

Are you having your menses every 28th day?

Your mother tells me you're on day 14 today.

My mother told you about my... Yes, of course.

We share the same dreams for our children.

We can be great friends now.

Mom, we don't have to talk about her menses.

Come on, we're embarrassing her.

I think I should go.

But, um, but Zach, I would... I'd love to catch a movie with you sometime.

You don't ask a boy out on your first date.

I'm surprised your mother didn't teach you proper manners.

My mother is a lovely person, but I would say being proper isn't her strong

suit. Mom, stop it.

She can ask me out.

I'd love to go with her.

I'd love to go out with you sometime.

That'd be great.

This is your date right here.

I'll decide if she works out for you.

You want me to hit it off with her, and hey, I want to get to know her, but

we're going to have to step out of the house alone together.

She's a beautiful girl, but do you find her sexy? I, um, I... She's

very pretty.

You are very pretty.

You'll have to forgive my mother.

I've been watching you very closely.

You don't have a husband's bulge.

Will you take off your dress?

My dress?

Yeah.

I need to see your hips. They look small.

No. Keep your clothes on.

I knew it.

You don't want her to fall.

Of course we don't need you infected.

Mom, who the hell do you think you are?

You're right.

I'm sorry, dear.

If you want to have a little bit more modesty, go into the bathroom, put on my

robe, and then come back out and reveal yourself.

All right. That is enough.

Oh, dear. Go ahead and sit down.

I think we're fine.

about this.

I have to do this.

You have to do it.

No, you want to do it.

Tips are small, it's true, but my mother bore three kids.

And no miscarriages.

Let's see, Zachary.

What's the matter?

Did you forget to put on your under -roof?

Listen, you're pretty.

Gorgeous, even.

But this whole situation is just freaking me out.

Listen, it has to be this way.

I'll be disowned if you don't want me.

No secrets, Ivy.

There are no secrets in this family.

My mom had a rough life.

And she wants me to have an easy life. But this is fucking weird.

Maybe I'm better off... Don't say that. I like you, and

I think you like me.

At least a little bit.

Let's see where this goes.

I mean, our parents have a...

Who really makes it as a Hollywood movie actress?

Or who even really makes it as a Hollywood movie writer?

If we fall in love, then maybe our fairy tale doesn't have to end in tragedy

like Esau and Tristan.

Maybe if we do what our parents say, then we can pursue our dreams with their

support.

Or...

Or maybe we roll the dice and follow our dreams and see if we can make it on our

own.

You are hard for me.

Mother wants me to have a baby.

That's what this is all about.

Is that what you want?

Yes.

We don't know each other that well, but this feels right.

Okay. You win.

Mother, I'll take her into my room if you go out and run some errands or

something for the afternoon.

Oh, no.

You must think I'm stupid.

I just need to make sure the baby's yours. That's all.

That's stupid.

Don't you watch Morikovich?

They have tests for that. Do not insult me in front of your future wife.

Please. Love me. Please.

Sugar. I'll take her into my room and have sex with her, Mother.

I'm agreeing to this.

Just, you need to give us some privacy.

Oh, you want to compromise?

Oh, I'll tell you about compromise.

I dedicated my fertile years to you.

My life entirely for you and your happiness.

You are ungrateful, son.

God!

Why can't you just be a little more normal, mother?

Just... Just play it her way.

I love you.

Everything.

Love and the ability to pursue our dreams.

Just play it out.

Like one of the actors in your movies, okay?

I don't want to pretend to be in love with you.

We should be alone.

And see if we actually can fall in love.

Or if we actually want to have a baby together.

Bye.

Oh my God.

God.

Oh, my God.

God, yes.

Not privately.

Not until you're married.

If we fall in love then...

Wait, what?

No, I really, wait, what?

It's hard to get hurt.

I mean, it's hard to get, that's what I'm looking at, a lovely penis.