All language subtitles for Beautiful.Boy.2010.1080P.Bluray.X264.Aac5.1-[Yts.Mx]-ENG

Peek a boo, I see you.

Oh, no.

It was switched off.

No.

Really?

I don't know.

How can you see me through that?

How? Oh, can I see?

Can you see us?

Wait.

Can you see us?

Wait, no.

As the boy and girl ran out
from their station wagon,

the beach was happy.

It was happy to have
their small footprints upon it.

It was happy to have holes
dug with plastic shovels.

It was even happy
to have paper wrappers

blowing about
after they'd gone.

But the beach knew
that there would no longer

be this to look forward to.

No more careless play.

Only lonely snowfalls
to Mark the beginnings

of an endless winter.

Whoa. Nice kick.

The beach loved
the boy and girl

though it had no way
of telling them.

And it knew that this was
their last time together.

Things would be different
from now on.

They didn't know if they
would be better or worse.

But for certain,
things would change.

Hey, chief.

Bill?

We're doing the thing now.

Carl's baby shower.

Right.

Right.

Hey, it's Sam.

Um leave me a message,
and I'll call you back.

Hi.

I haven't heard
from you for a while

so I'm just calling
to see how things are.

I'm sure you're crammed
with exams.

Um okay, call me
when you get a chance.

It's mom, by the way.

Oh, hi. Cooper?

Kate, hi.
Cooper stearns.

Hi. Pleased to meet you.

How are you?

Good. Can I get
you anything?

A coffee?

No, no, thanks.
I'm good.

I can't do caffeine
in the afternoon,

or I won't be able
to sleep all night.

Oh, god I live
on the stuff.

It's how I got
this thing finished.

Oh, my goodness.
Congratulations.

Well, don't congratulate me
until you've read it.

Well, I'm just the spellchecker
but I'm sure it's wonderful.

It's a big deal
getting published.

It's not
Simon and schuster but

yeah, my mom's real proud.

I bet she is.

So her dad
put all the different

essential fluids in the trunk

in plastic soda bottles.

Coolant in a coke bottle,
oil in mountain dew,

wiper fluid in sprite.

Like that.

Don't tell me she drank it.No. No.

But one day she's--
she's driving around and

and the car overheats.

So you know,
she opens the hood,

and she looks at it
like a seasoned mechanic,

and uh, she says, "I think it's
a little low on Dr. Pepper."

Hey, it's Sam.

Um leave me a message,
and I'll call you back.

Hi, hon, it's mom again.

Let's go somewhere this summer.

A little family vacay.

It's been forever
since we did it.

Um, anyway, love you.

Call me later.

Bye.

Hi Bonnie.

Hey.let me help you with that.

Thank you.

How's Nikki doing?

She's in a funk.

Trying to lose her
freshman fifteen.

How's Sammy?

He's good.

I just left him a message.

Oh, please.

I told Nikki if she doesn't
start taking my calls

she's gonna have
to pay her own phone bill.

Thank you.

Ooh. Steaks are beautiful,
by the way.

On sale. 3.99 a pound.

Wow, it might rain tomorrow.

What?

It might rain.

Hey, how's your steak?

Is it too well done?

No. It's good.

Did Carl like
the baby blanket?

Uh yeah.

So I think I found a place.

I'm gonna call
about it tomorrow.

Wait. Don't put that in there.

You need to rinse it cleaner.

Well, then what's the point?

We should just
wash them all by hand.

It's just they way
things are done.

I thought we decided to wait

uh I don't know.

I just thought maybe
I should put a deposit down.

But that was the whole point
of the family vacation, right?

We're gonna spend
some time together,

away from everything.

Figure stuff out.

I know, I know.

Well is that not
the plan anymore?

Let me know.

No, I didn't say
I was moving out.

I just--

hey look, forget it.

It just looked like
a good place, that's all.

No. No.

If you don't want to go
on this vacation, I understand.

Just say so.I didn't say that.

I did not say that.

Okay, what did you say?

I-- nothing.

I don't know.

I just think you're putting a
lot of pressure on one vacation.

I'm going to bed.

Okay.

Thanks.

So uh...

What about Miami?

We're not really
the beach type.

Are we?

Yeah, anyway.

Good night.
Good night.

Ah.

Hi, stranger.

Hey.

Where you been?

You must be studying
like crazy.

Hello.

It's Sammy.

Hey, uh, I think I have
you both on the phone,

can we please figure out
where we're going for vacation?

I thought you said Miami.

No. I wanted us all
to decide together.

Oh, I don't care.
You two pick.

Whatever's fine.

Fine.

Fine.

I'll book Miami.

I'll book it tonight.

So how're you doing, Sam?

Got enough money?

Mm hmm.

Car holding up?

Yeah. Car's good.

Good, good.

Okay, well, I'm gonna
get some shuteye.

Don't study too hard.

Alright. Bye, dad.

You sound a little tired.

Are you getting enough sleep?

No. Not really.

But I'm I'm gonna I'm gonna
go to bed here in a minute.

I have an early class
in the morning, so...

Okay.

But listen,
it'll get easier.

College is an adjustment.

At least you have
a lot of company.

All your friends are going
through the same thing,

believe me.

Hey, guess what.

I ran into Nikki's mom.

She said she gained
a lot of weight.

Have you seen her lately?

Hon?

Did you know that snowflakes
always have six sides?

Uh I thought they
were all different.

Isn't that what they always say?

Yeah.

But they always have six sides.

It um has something to do
with the the, uh, the positive

and the negative charges
in a water molecule-

I don't really understand it.

But, you know,
even though supposedly

they're all different,

you know every
single one of them.

You can still count on
all of them having six sides.

Yeah.

You should think about studying
meteorology or chemistry

instead of English lit
or something.

It sounds like you like
that sort of stuff.

Yeah, maybe.

Look, um, I gotta go.

Okay.

Study hard.

Bye, mom.

Bye, honey.

Good night.

Kate!

We're waiting to get more
details on the victims

as there has been
a conflicting number

of fatalities reported so far.

Mostly students but at least
three faculty members

are among the seventeen
people known dead.

We're still trying
to get information on the...

They are now saying
twenty-one are confirmed dead.

Come on, Nikki.
Answer the phone.

And we hope this number
doesn't get any larger.

Still no names are being
released at this time.

Hey, it's Sam. Um leave me a
message and I'll call you back.

Call me back as soon
as you can, alright?

Love you.

It's okay, it's fine. Fine.

And police have still not
released any information

about the gunman... I'm just gonna go home.

Maybe she'll call
the home phone.

Students and faculty have been
alerted that all classes

and campus activities
have been canceled

hey, it's Sam...

In the wake of what
is now being called

one of the deadliest
campus shootings in history.

University dorm building.

Then later stepped
into morning classes

and opened fire
on students and faculty.

It's still not
known whether the...

I can't get him on his cell.

But he never answers
that thing, right?

Everyone's probably
trying to call.

The towers are jammed.

We should just go
down there right now.

I got through to someone
in the Dean's office.

The campus is
completely locked down.

There's nothing
we can do there.

So... so we just wait?
What do we--

I'm sure he's fine.

Oh, god, he said he had
an early class this morning.

He's fine. He's fine.
I promise.

Wait, wait, Sammy?

No, hi.

Have you heard anything?

No. Me neither.

None of the victims' names
are being released at this time

out of respect for the families.

However, students
will be holding a vigil

in honor
of the deceased tonight.

Armed police are still
arriving at the scene.

Students are being told to stay
in lockdown in the dorms

Are you Mrs. Carroll?

Yes.

I'm afraid we have
some bad news.

Oh he's dead.

Yes, ma'am.

No, he's not.

No, he's not.

Can we come in?

I knew-- I knew--

ma'am.

I'm afraid there's more.

At seven fifteen
this morning,

your son Sam walked
into a university building

with two loaded weapons and--

what?

Opened fire
on the students that were...

What?

Ma'am,
I know this is difficult,

but I have some questions
I need to ask you.

Liar!

No.

Did he say
anything unusual?

No. He seemed he seemed
completely normal.

We were planning
a vacation.

When do we get to uh,

see the body?

It'll be a couple of days.

But I have to warn you...

He died from a self-inflicted
gunshot wound to the head

so he's pretty
unrecognizable.

I'll give you two a moment.

They said he was
unrecognizable, right?

How can they
be sure it's Sammy?

It's not him.

It's not him.

I can't remember which
books go on which shelves.

I don't know.

He's gonna be so upset.

Hello.

Speaking.

Sorry uh we have no comment.

Why aren't you answering that?

There are all these
news vans outside.

What?

They must have
released his name.

We've just lost our son.

What do they want from us?

We're news.

Ignore it.

We should go upstairs.

They'll start peeking
in the windows.

Are they just gonna stay
out there all day waiting?

Come on.

Come on.

...is known beyond
the shooter's identity.

Students from
his dorm only say

that he was quiet
and kept to himself.

We go now to 7 news
reporter Michael call

live outside the shooter's
childhood home.

Turn that off.

Someone could see
the light from outside.

They'll just start
ringing the bell again

if they find out we're home.

Are they still there?

The last one's
finally leaving.

But they'll probably
be back in the morning.

I'm so sorry.

Thanks.

You redid the kitchen, huh?

Yeah, a couple months ago.

It's nice.

You don't have
to wait on us really.

It's nothing.

I put some fresh towels
in your bathroom.

Thanks.

This looks good.

Is Dylan asleep?

Yeah.

You'll see him tomorrow.

Delicious.

What'd you marinate this in?

Oh, it's just some bottled stuff
I got at the supermarket.

I'm sorry.

I just can't believe it.

Was he okay?

I mean before, you know?

We thought so.

But we we didn't
see him much.

The first year of college
is always hard.

Being away from home,
alone, I guess.

Yeah. Of course.

Was he depressed?

Was he doing drugs?

Trish.

I'm sorry.

Sorry.

Hey did I tell you
that mom bought a new car?

What kind?

He was a little
quieter than usual.

That's all.

Which side do you want?

Ah.

Doesn't matter. You pick.

Your brother's doing
a nice job on the house.

It's probably worth twice
what they paid by now.

Did you um call work
and tell them

you won't be in for a while?

No.

They're gonna be staked out
at your office, too.

Here you go.

Thanks.

And uh...

Thanks

I mean for--

no, no. Hey.

Come on,
you're family.

And if you need anything,
you know...

Just ask.

Morning.

There she is.

How'd you sleep?

Uh well.

Thank you.

Good morning there, Dylan.

How you doing?

Trish taught him to read
the nutritional labels.

And that backfired.

Now all he wants to eat
are the ones with

thirteen grams
of sugar per serving.

My goodness.

And you let him, huh?

Not always.

Uh, can I make
you any breakfast?

Oh, no thank you.

Just some coffee please.

Uh, uh, I got it.

I got it.

That looks good.

Here you go.

Come on, buddy.

You're done.

Only fifteen minutes.

Then we get ready for school.

Mommy, Sammy's on TV!

This was completely
in your power to avoid today.

Except you only
leave me one option.

Oh, my god!

And now you all
have blood on your hands.

You have vandalized my heart

come on, sweetie.
Let's get ready for school.

But it's not
fifteen minutes yet.

Shh.

Maybe now you'll listen to me.

Okay, mister.

Time for bed.

But I'm not done.

Yes, you are.

No!

Dylan.
Buddy let's go.

He's stubborn.

Sammy was like
that too at his age.

We need to issue
a statement.

What for?

It's the right thing to do.

You know, I...

I just mean something

simple just expressing
our remorse and sadness.

Remorse?

If we don't give the victims'
families something,

they're gonna think we we don't
feel bad about what Sammy did.

Kate?

Hey.

Hey.

Do you use bleach
in your whites?

Uh yeah. I think.

Katie.

You know that he didn't mean

that you don't feel bad.

It's just that
you can't wait too long.

I know.

People aren't
thinking straight.

You gotta give
them something

so they know that
you're on their side.

Eric.

I know.

Okay.

We are deeply sorry
for the devastation

our son has caused.

Like all the victims' parents,

we are shocked
and utterly heartbroken.

Please allow us our privacy

as we mourn the loss
of our own son

and try to find
the strength to move on

from this horrible
and inexplicable tragedy.

Do you mind if I go?

Sure.

That's okay.
I've got it.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

I was thinking
about taking a walk.

It's good to be
out of the house.

Yeah, Trish and your brother
are being great,

but after a while
I just want them to,

I don't know,
ignore me.

Mm, do you smell
the Jasmine.

Smell it?

No.

It's that sweet,
flowery... thing.

You don't smell that?

I thought that was you.

Your shampoo or lotion
or something.

Trish gave us some Ambien.

In case we need it.

Did we do something?

I mean, how could he do it?

Did we do something?

Did we not do something?

No.

No.

We gave him everything
he could want.

But he was--

but he was he was
such a quiet kid.

He was lonely.

He never played
with the neighbor kids.

We should have known
that there was...

Why does it have
to be our fault?

Huh?

We did the best we could.

Come on, let's go to sleep.

I don't want to go to sleep.

I want to talk about this.

What is there to talk about?

You were a terrific mother.

Uh we didn't do
anything wrong.

Okay?

I'm tired.

I'm going to bed.

Okay.

I was thinking maybe
I'd go back to work tomorrow.

Okay.

I might swing by the house.

Get some mail.

Make sure everything's okay.

Bonnie said the reporters
are still there.

Fine.

I won't go.

I didn't say that.

You can do
whatever you want.

You're not gonna be able to live
there after all this, you know.

Maybe we should start
talking to realtors.

Morning, Trish.

Morning.

Can I help?

Oh, no, I'm good.

Do you want me to get
Dylan up for school?

Oh, he's up.

Oh.

Maybe I can help him
get dressed then.

Eric's doing that right now.

Please let me do something.

Oh.

You can make Dylan's lunch?

Great.

Hey, did you ever notice
your fridge doors were uneven?

See this one's a little
lower than the other.

I'll have uh Eric
take a look at that.

Hey, Harry. It's bill.

Bill.

Jesus, buddy.

How are you doing?
How's Kate?

Fine.

Uh fine.

She's tough.

Uh so uh I was thinking
things must be piling up

pretty high there without me.

Don't even worry about it.

I talked to H.R.

And got you four weeks
of paid leave.

I figured you could
use the time.

Oh, uh, well, uh you know,

I don't mind coming in.

Making sure, you know, nothing's
falling through the cracks.

Don't you worry about us,
Billy boy.

You just take care
of yourself.

And if there's anything
I can do, you let me know.

Uh, sure, okay.

Uh, thanks. Bye.

Thought you were
going to work today.

Nope.

Good, then you can go
to the cemetery with me.

Yeah, I'm just gonna
go out for a bit first.

You can stop right up here.

This is good.

Thank you, keep the change.

I want you to eat just
a little bit more, buddy.

Nice.

Billy, is that you?

You got a workout in.

Sit down, man.

Your wife made a feast.

Maybe you should
take a shower first.

Yeah.

I think I will.

Oh, sit, sit.
I got it.

Dylan, would you like some
pie and ice cream, sir?

Yes, please.

I want you to eat one more.

One more, one more
before you get ice cream.

Night.

Good night.

...in your bathroom.

It pesters
nasty rings around...

I know some of you
are back home thinking,

well the parents
are victims too.

No, they're not.

They raised this kid.

I don't care if he's
a legal adult or not.

It's the parents who are
ultimately responsible.

And we should find them,

whatever rock
they're hiding under,

so the grieving parents
can take a crack at 'em.

But here's
the real question, folks:

Do they have any other kids
running around

that I need to worry about?

'Cause after their track record
with this little bugger

I don't really want to meet
the rest of the family.

And I sure as hell
don't want the little psycho

going to school
with one of my kids.

Hey.

I'm still using it.

Dude, we've been waiting
like an hour already.

Man, come on.

Dude, I'm still using it!

Alright.

Whatever.

Hey.

Oooh!

Hey, it's Sam.

Um, leave me a message,
and I'll... call you back.

Hi.

It's dad.

I know you're not gonna
get this, but uh I just...

I wish you could have told me
something was wrong.

You know,
that's what I'm here for.

Well...

I just wanted to hear
your voice was all.

Bye.

Please be seated.

Our prayers today go out
to the family and friends

of the victims
of this terrible tragedy.

Especially our own Patty Larson
who lost her youngest, Jillian.

There will be a memorial
service tomorrow at noon.

All are welcome to attend.

Today we look at
Luke chapter 6, verse 37.

Do not judge
and you will not be judged.

Do not condemn
and you will not be condemned.

Forgive and you
will be forgiven.

So you gotta stay on me
for eight seconds.

Alright, you ready?

Ah, god kid,
you're choking daddy.

You're choking daddy.

Ding ding ding ding ding.

Yee-hah.

You got to throw
your hat up in the air.

You gotta throw
your hat up in the air.

There you go.

That's right.

Good night.

That wasn't so hard,
was it?

Is Sammy bad?

Uh no.

He-- well sometimes good people
do bad things by mistake.

Why?

Hey, partner.

Come on. It's time for bed.

One.

Two.

Woo.

Get some sleep.

You wanna....?

Yeah.

Good night, buddy.

Okay.

Do you want a song

or a story?

Song.

Okay.

Um this is one
that Sammy really liked

when he was your age.

So when does this
grace period end?

Yeah, I know it's an
unusual case, but...

No - don't transfer me again.

Who is it?

It's the bank.

I'm trying to figure out when

we can start
paying off his loans.

That's what you're
worried about now?

Who cares when his
student loans are due?

I care. This stuff
needs to be cleaned up.

Credit card bills,
his Facebook account

vacation deposit...

Tell me you're not trying
to put our finances in order

before we split up.

No, of course not.

Yes. Yes, I'm trying
to call about my son's

bill, don't ignore me.
Don't ignore me!

I'm not.

It just took me twenty minutes
to get the right person

on the phone.

I can not believe you are
being so insensitive.

What? What?
What am I being?

What am I being, Kate?

We have to try
to start moving forward.

And I don't want to get
a surprise in the mail

a year from now and have
to relive this over again.

Right, so we're just going
to erase his memory.

We're just going
to erase our son's memory.

Is that it? We're back.

Yeah, yeah.
That's what I want to do.

Can I have the phone?

Hi there.

Look what I got.Oh, my goodness.

Look at you.

He got two gold stars.

Oh, you are such a smart guy.

Alright baby.
Go wash your hands.

You have one unheard message.

Hey, Kate, it's Coop.

Uh, Coop--Cooper stearns.

Uh, I'm totally not calling
to rush you about the book.

Not remotely.

I was just...

You know, wondering
how you were holding up.

You're trying
to convert me, huh?

The mission of addicts
and religious fanatics.

I haven't been sleeping
much anyway, so--

so, uh...

Sorry about everything that's...

I mean, uh... god.

For a writer you have
quite a way with words.

It's a--it's a talent.

So did he ever give any reason

did you ever get
a sense of why?

No.

I guess as much as we want one,

maybe sometimes there
just isn't an explanation.

Right.

Anyway, uh, I know you're eager

to see this.

God, when I called, I totally
wasn't trying to rush you--

no, please.

I was grateful
for something to do.

Really.

Well, thanks for
finishing so quickly.

Wow.
Oh, no, no, no.

That bad.No, don't worry about it.

It's not as bad as it looks.

I like a red pen, I guess.

It was good.

The story.

Not that my opinion
matters much.

I'm just the--

the spellchecker. Yeah.

Yeah, I know.

Yeah.

But thanks.

Um--

I should probably get going.

Oh. Okay.

Yeah. Um.

Well, it was nice
working with you.

You, too.

And if I ever write
a second book--

when you write a second book.

You'll be the first to read it.

You and your red pen.

Take care.

I picked up some
cute little carrots

for Dylan's lunch tomorrow.

Thanks.

He doesn't--
he doesn't like raw carrots.

Well, you have
to force kids at that age

to eat the healthy stuff.

I mean Sammy--

he just doesn't like them.

Okay.

Is he asleep?

You know,
he's been telling everyone

his cousin's a TV star.

It's not, but it's
almost kind of funny.

No.

It's a problem.

He was playing
shoot 'em up today.

All boys play shoot 'em up.

He's on a cowboy kick.

And your sister is all
over him like every minute.

Do you know she fixed
the fridge doors?

Because they were uneven.

Dylan sees bill
sleeping on the couch.

She's playing super mom.

I mean she's everywhere

doing everything
like this is her house.

For Christ's sakes
they are not strangers.

He was part of our family, too.

She's my only sister
and she lost her son.

Stop being so selfish.

Just cut her some goddamn slack

No, no, no!

Hey.

How was Sunday school?

What happened?

Some kids were picking on him.

They said he was going to hell.

Just like his cousin.

Excuse me.

Here you go.

Thank you.

This looks good, babe.

Hey, I just got off
the phone with Roger.

Who's Roger?

He's bill's
old college roommate.

He just got back
from Europe and...

We're gonna put him out
for a while.

What? No.

Yeah, he's been bugging me.

We owe him a visit.

It's up to you

I mean you're more than welcome
to stay as long as you want.

Do you want to try
going home?

No.

So where do you want to go?

I don't know.

Daddy.

Customer.
Okay.

A man we know
very little about.

His motives are known
only by speculation...

He keeps watching
that scary boy on TV.

Own video explanation.

Before he took his own life
and the lives...

Doesn't matter how many times
they show that kid going off,

he still freaks me out.
You know?

He's like Charles manson crazy.

Can I uh get a room?

Yeah.

Which bed do you want?

Doesn't matter.

Well, do you want to be
closer to the bathroom

or further away from the a.C.?

It doesn't matter.

Please, pick one.

Did you talk to Bonnie?

No.

I bet the mail's piled up
pretty high by now.

TV's broken.

And I know it's far away, but

we can always go and stay
at my stepmom's.

I just want to stay here.

Should we grab some dinner?

I just want to lie here.

Okay.

Seven of clubs is missing.

Come on, we should go
and eat something.

Come on.

I'll get some menus.

Sorry.

Sorry.

Sorry.

Sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

We weren't the best
parents in the world,

but we weren't
the worst either.

Right?

Right.

I mean there are worse
parents out there.

But their kids didn't...

Why did he...?

I don't know.

The very best the vending
world has to offer.

Dinner is served.

And...

Dessert.

Whoa.

Whoa.

Come on. Come on.

Let's eat.

And you know what?

For once I am gonna
do the cooking for you.

It's a very,
very old family recipe

handed down through
the generations

from old grandma winnie.

Have I told you about
grandma winnie?

No.

Well, she was
a very wise old woman.

And this was her favorite dish.

I hope you like.

Come on.

Really?

Mmm hmm.

Mmmm.

No? No?

Grandma winnie
couldn't cook for shit.

Not so much.
No.

Okay, well,
the second course?

We have-- ah.

Ah, funyuns.

Funyuns.

They're both fun and--

and onions.
And onions.

That's right.

Well you know what?

You can have those.

I'm gonna go for the "Lance
fresh toast chee crackers."

Not cheese.

"Chee."

Whoa!

Oooh.

Wrong end.

Mmm.

Mmmm.

Not bad.

Mmm.

It's a little dry.

You're so weird.

More.

Thank you.

Bon appetit.

I don't know why I never
let Sammy eat junk food.

It's really quite nutritious.

Plus it's darned tasty.

Mmm hmm.

Cheers to that.

Oh.

And you know the best part?

No dishes to rinse.

Oh, but all the crumbs
in the bed.

My god, no crumbs in the bed.

Stop it.

Oh, that's so gross.

What time is it?

Who cares?

So what do you wanna do now?

Let's play cards.

I thought you said
one was missing.

Five card draw.

Nothing's wild.

Right.

And what are we betting?

What are we,
sixteen again?

I fold.

Oh.

You're stuck.

Help.

What day is today?

I have no idea.

You know we can't go on
like this forever.

I know.

But we can do it
for a little longer.

Yeah.

Want me to come with you?

I'm just gonna make sure
everything's okay.

Grab some clothes,
and come back.

The bills can wait, you know.

I'll be quick.

I'll let Bonnie know,
so she doesn't

accidentally call
the cops on you.

Bye.

Yeah.

Dude, he's got an award
for perfect attendance.

Yeah.

Nice.

What are you doing in here?

Uh--

what are you doing
in my son's room?

I'm sorry. I--

I didn't know you'd be here.

What are you doing
in my son's room?!

I... can't... breathe.

You fucking psycho!

Bill?

Yeah. I'm back.

Did you see Bonnie?

No.

I feel over-dressed.

Good. Look at you.

You changed your shirt.

The other one was
getting a little ripe.

What happened to your hand?

Oh, no. Nothing.

I just I cut it
on a piece of glass.

It's fine.

Are you sure?
It looks bad.

Yeah, it's fine. It's fine.

Oh, good.

You got me some new clothes.

I'm sick of wearing
the same things.

Junk mail...

And what is this?

Would someone be looking
for a rematch?

What?

Is everything okay?

Yeah, yeah.

I'm just tired.

You know?

Yeah.

Oh, my god, bill

mom and dad...

Oh, my god.

Oh, my god.

I'm sorry.

Please don't hate me.

Oh.

No, I don't, I don't,
I don't want to see it again.

No, but-- but it's Sammy.

It's our Sammy.

No, it's not.

It's not him.

Of course it is.

That's the real him.

Not what those awful television
stations keep playing.

This is him.No. It's not, it's not.

Well, it was him until...

They changed him.
They made him into that.

No. No. No.

It happened--

it happened it happened
way before he got to college.

I don't know how,
but we did it.

We messed him up.

We, uh maybe we didn't
give him any hope

or uh you know we didn't exactly
show him how to be happy.

How can you say that? He wasn't well.

He was depressed and--
irrational and uh angry.

Everyone gets
depressed and angry

but that's still
no explanation.

We don't know why
he did what he did.

And I seem to be the only one
that cares about asking why.

You you keep
asking why because

because you're looking
for someone to tell us

that we're not responsible.

And you keep avoiding it because
you assume we are responsible.

Yeah, because he--
he did it, Kate.

He did it.

He walked into
those classrooms

and and he actually
shot all those people.

His teachers,
his friends
no, no.
I'm not listening to this.

I'm not listening to this.He's a murderer!

Shut up!

He's a murderer
and it's our fault!

Shut up!

You should be defending him.

You're his father.

Well there is no defense
for what he did!

I don't want to hear
this anymore.

I don't even know who you are!

That's right.
You don't know who I am.

You never did.

You never even tried to.

You don't know me.

And you sure as hell
didn't know your own son!

Do you want to know
whose fault it is?

It's your fault!

If you weren't such
an emotionally absent,

cliche of a father,
this wouldn't have happened.

He-he would be happy.

So what,
you're putting it all on me.

He wasn't happy because
you picked at every,

at every flaw he had.

At every mistake.

No, no, no, at least
he knew I cared.

You and your red pen.

I was there
every time he was sick.

I was the one worried
when he didn't come home

for dinner on time.

And I didn't worry.
I didn't worry.No! No!

I was the one
who checked his homework.

I was the one who planned
the birthday parties.

I was the one who picked
all of the Christmas gifts.

You-- you picked at him.

You picked and picked
until he 'til he exploded.

I did the best I could.

But I was all by myself.

And where were you?

You were at work.

You were at work.

You put a roof over his head.

But what--where were you?

Where were you?

Go ahead.
Go ahead, leave.

You've been wanting to for
the last ten years anyway.

Yeah, because I couldn't
bear to be with you.

I wanted to be anywhere else.

But I was-- I was stuck.

No, you weren't.

You were not.

You're a big boy.
You could've left anytime.

I was stuck because of Sam!

I stayed because of--
because of him.

And look what he--
look what he turned into. Huh.

Look look.
No! No!

I wish to god
we hadn't had him!

I wish we hadn't
fucking had him!

Don't say it.

Don't say it, please.

I wish we hadn't had him.

Maybe that's the reason why.

Whoa. Nice kick.

Harry.

Hey, it's bill.

Billy. How're you doing?

Uh, good.

Look, I was wondering
if you wanted to get a drink.

Uh...

Sure.

Uh how about today?

Hey, Billy.

Sorry I'm late.

Traffic was terrible.

Have a seat.

Let me get you a cold one.

I can't stay long, but...

So how're you doing?

Great.

And Kate?

Great.

You know.

Considering.

Here you are, sweetie.

Thank you.

To be honest, uh...

We're not
together anymore.

You're kidding.

I'm getting my own place.

Don't you think
you should just sleep

on a friend's couch
for a while?

Try to straighten
things out?

I don't have any friends.

Well I sure hope
you two work it out.

So what can I do for you?

I'm ready to go back to work.

Are you sure?

Absolutely.

What did you do to your wrist?

Well uh it's nothing.

So what do you--
what do you think?

Bill... I need something to do.

I'm going crazy.

Harry, please.

Look I gotta get going.

Alright, come in next week.

I'll see you Monday?

Thanks.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Thank you.

Kate?

I thought that was you.

Uh, I was jonesing
for some cocoa pandas.

Goes with your quadruple
Espresso, I guess.

Absolutely.

The sugar-caffeine diet.

Um--

can I buy you a cup?

It's--

it's uh it's not
afternoon yet.

Let me give you a hand there.

Thank you.Yeah.

Should I talk about it?

Should I avoid it completely?

Pretend it didn't happen?

I just-- no one knew how to act.

Jeez, even your family?

I...

I don't know,
I bet all that tiptoeing around

would get to you after a while.

No, it's not their fault.

I can't say I'd act any
differently if I were them.

Can you hand me those, please?

Was I a total
idiot that time?

Just like a complete,
moronic...

No.

I was.

Yeah, a little bit.

But you were really sweet.

Thanks for that.

Do you want to stay for dinner?

Um--

nothing fancy, but--

sure. I'd like that.

Okay.

We haven't had a real dinner
in this house uh--

where we actually
sat down and ate

since Sammy was like
a sophomore in high school. So--

well, I'm happy to
bring back the tradition.

That's really good.

I'm not sure I've ever
had Mac and cheese

that didn't come out
of a little blue box.

It was his favorite.

Did he have a lot of friends?

Mmmm...

Mm mm.

Now and again, but um
he was a really shy kid.

Yeah.

Every year we'd go to this
annual Christmas party

um at Dr. Ko's house

he was a friend of mine.

And he had this
tradition where

before the kids
got their gifts,

they had to sing a song
in front of everyone.

Oh, god.

I know. It was awful.

And Sammy would never
do it right?

He would rather
go without a present

than actually get up
in front of all those people,

let alone sing.

Yeah.

Well, this one Christmas

he was like nine...

And all the kids
were getting up.

Little kids.

They were getting up,
and singing,

and getting applause,

and getting their present

and...

I don't know,
bill said uh

just to leave him alone,
but I don't know,

I guess I was embarrassed.

I just wanted him
to you know, do it.

You know?

I wanted him
to just get up and...

And?

Then he threw a tantrum
and I yelled at him.

And I made him do it.

I made him do it.

So he started singing
jingle bells

and he cried
the whole way through

and it was like uh

a week before
he would talk to me again.

Well, I hope at least
the present was good?

No. It was a chemistry set.

He never even opened it.

Um--

I'm sorry.

God, I'm sorry.

No. Don't be.

Oy.
No.

Uh.

So, tell me about your book.

What's your next book about?

Oh, I don't know.

I just have an idea
I'm batting around in my head.

Can you just tell me?

No, I can't.
It's it's awful.

Come on.Tell me.

It's just really
the beginning of an idea.

I don't have it
all worked out yet, so...

But--

the second I'm done,
you'll be the first to read it.

Finished, you mean?

Steaks are done,
people are finished.

That's why you'll be
the first to read it.

Right.

Restroom?

Down the hall and to the left.

Hey, you want some
apple pie and ice cream?

Uh, yeah. You know
I can't turn down sugar.

What are you doing?

Oh, I'm sorry.

I was just um...

You didn't tell me

Sammy wrote stories.

You were doing research?

It's-- okay--

I was um I just wanted to

see who Sammy
was a little bit better.

Stop. It's okay.
Just stop.

No. I want to show them
that he was human.

That he really wasn't any
different from anybody else.

It's okay. Please.

Everyone is capable of that
kind of rage, okay?

Everyone. It's it's no one's
fault what happened.

Not yours.
Not your husband's.

That's all I'm trying to say.

Can you please leave.

Okay.

How's Nikki?

She's getting back to normal.

She's lost three pounds.

We're selling the house.

I'm trying
to make it presentable.

I'll miss you.

Bill's not here helping you?

No.

That's too bad.

There just aren't a lot
of people out there

who can really understand what
you're going through, you know?

Bill, hi.

Hey, bill.

You killed it.

Thanks, buddy.

What is it? Huh?

What are you looking at?

Enjoying the show?

What, can't wait to get home.

Tell everybody about
the killer's dad?

Huh?

Tell them all he's crazy, too?

Must be where the kid
got it from?

Hey, hey, hey.
What's going on?

Nobody can mind
their own fucking business.

That's what's going on.

Come on, folks. Let's go.They keep staring at me.

They're just concerned.
They're your friends.

Yeah, bullshit.

All I want to do is my job
and they won't leave me alone.

Bill, maybe you
came back too soon.

No, it's them.

They're gawking at me
like I'm in a fishbowl.

How am I supposed--

maybe you should take
a few more weeks off.

See somebody.

I don't need to see anyone.

I'm-- I'm fine.

I just want
to be left alone

bill. Bill.
It's not a suggestion.

Well then fuck you!

I'm gonna settle up.

Your last night?

You going back home?

By the way,
uh some reporters

came sniffing around.

I uh I told 'em
I'd never seen you before.

Thanks.

I'm scared he got
all that rage from me.

You know he uh--

he called us
the night before.

And I keep-- I keep replaying it
over and over again in my head.

Trying to figure it out,
you know?

Why?

Why did he call?

What did he want to say?

He must have been
asking for help, right?

He must have wanted us
to stop him.

What did he say?

I don't know--
I don't know.

I hung up and went to bed.

And then the next morning...

Wow.

What could you have
said anyway, you know?

You really have left a mess
behind, haven't you.

But what do they say?

God doesn't give you
more than you can handle?

Not so true, is it.

Hi, we're not home right now,

but if you leave a message
with your number,

we'll get back to you
as soon as we can.

Thanks.

He came in to check out,

but that was a couple
of days ago.

He hasn't come out since,

and he won't let
housekeeping in.

I feel sorry for him,
you know.

I just don't know
what to do.

You're his wife, huh?

Yeah.

I'm fine.

Just leave me alone.

Bill. It's me.

Katie?

Yeah.

Thank you. Thank you.

Oh, god, look at you.

Oh, angel.

It's okay.

It's okay.

I did love him.

I know.

I know.

I know.

It's time to go home.

Okay?

Okay, it's time to go home.

Okay?

Come on, sweetie.

I know.

I know.

I got you.

I got you.

Come on.

As the boy and the girl ran out
from their station wagon,

the beach was happy.

It was happy to have their
small footprints upon it.

Happy to have holes dug
with plastic shovels.

It was even happy
to have paper wrappers

blowing about
after they'd gone.

But the beach knew
that there would no longer

be this to look forward to.

There'd be no more
careless play.

Only lonely snowfalls
to Mark the beginning

of an endless winter.

The beach loved
the boy and the girl

though it had no way
of telling them.

And it knew that this was
their last time together.

Things would be
different from now on.

Will you sleep with me, please?

Please, don't leave me.

I won't.

I won't.

And it didn't know if they
would be better or worse.

But for certain

things would change.