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...who makes sure everything goes well, because I see it in my mind as a map.

Ever looked at a map?

Can you read a map?

Can you read a map?

Your dad's a good guy, but he... understands less about the world than I do.

-Guard. -My father...

I haven't asked anything yet.

Listen.

Don't say anything to your mother. Quiet.

I haven't asked you anything yet. Listen.

Quiet. Do not worry.

Listen.

Suppose you were allowed to take one man with you an island, someone you were safe with.

He could make sure you survived and he would make it livable.

He could make you happy.

Someone you want there.

Me or your father, who would you choose?

-My father. -I don't understand... Just a minute.

That's fine, it's your choice.

But I want you to understand something. There is...

Hey, pick up. What now? You should not leave your fishing rod lying around.

It just keeps dripping.

All night. I have already had it repaired ten times.

-You need a new plug. -Is that all?

The edge of the plug has perished. As a result, it does not close properly

and the water drips into the container.

I can bring a new one tomorrow.

Or maybe you want to replace the whole thing.

What do you recommend?

I can replace the plug first and if that doesn't help, I can replace everything.

Can't you give me professional advice?

The choice is yours.

Tomorrow my sister-in-law is coming with the nephews.

I have to get the car.

No, it's the bar mitzvah of the eldest daughter of my sister Janine.

I'm looking forward to being bored to death.

The girl doesn't want it, her father doesn't want it. And don't ask me anything.

Seven hours in the car.

I'd rather slit my throat.

But the girls are unique.

Lee, I'm so sorry.

-It does not matter. -This is disgusting.

It really doesn't matter.

No, tell him to come.

Cindy, I have something to tell you.

I'm in love with the concierge.

Isn't that crazy?

Have you ever fantasized about sex with your handyman?

It's embarrassing because he picks up on this Literally the shit out of my toilet for a moment.

And I don't look very charming.

Maybe you are right. I didn't meet him at a party.

Thank you, Cindy.

Okay, about 20 minutes.

It's a wrap.

-Thank you. -Don't mention it.

-Can I give you a tip? -A proposal or something?

No, I mean a tip.

How often do we have to repair those pipes?

Every time I shower it floods the apartment. It makes me crazy.

I'll arrange a plumber tomorrow. But we have to remove tiles.

-There's a lot of water there. -Why would the problem be here?

If it came from above, Did you have damage to the ceiling?

or in the wall. But it's dry there.

Fantastic.

It may need to be resealed.

Have you showered recently?

-Maybe that's the problem. -And how were you going to find out?

-We can turn on the shower. -Do you want me to take a shower?

Would you like me to shower while you stand? to see if it's leaking at Friedrich?

I don't give a damn what you do. I'm trying to fix the leak.

That was unpleasant.

How dare you talk to me like that?

Get the hell out of my house.

Fuck off before I call the police.

-Did you hear me? Get out. -Can not. You are at the door.

What's wrong with you? You can't talk to the residents like that.

Lee, you're doing your job well.

But I keep getting complaints.

You are rude, unfriendly, you don't greet. Come on.

Mr. Emery, I'm fixing the plumbing,

take out the trash, and I work to electricity, which is prohibited.

I maintain four buildings and you get all the money for it.

So do whatever you want.

Would you like to apologize to Mrs. Olsen?

For what?

Okay. I'll talk to her.

Everthing okay?

Did you see the match?

-Yes. -Do they have a chance, do you think?

No. Not a single one.

They lose the next three.

Oh god, sorry.

-Does not matter. -Has it gotten to you?

It has come over you. I'll get some napkins.

Lenny, can I have some napkins?

Now that I threw beer on you, I'm Sharon.

That's fine.

And you are...

How are you doing?

-How are you? -Good.

Can I ask you something? Do you know me?

-I don't believe it. -Me neither.

-Haven't we ever met? -Never. No.

Then why are you looking at me?

-Sorry? -Then why are you looking at me?

-Piss off. -No apologies to that jerk.

We weren't looking at you, really.

With Lee.

When did that happen?

How is he doing now?

No do not do that.

I'll come right away.

I'll be there in an hour and a half.

Mr. Emery, it's Lee again. José can fill in for me until Friday evening.

Then Gene takes MacAdavey it over until I get back.

Wait with the Friedrichs' ceiling until a plumber has arrived.

But you can't do anything anyway.

I'll report back when I know more. I stay at least a week in Manchester.

Come on.

-Hello, Lee. -Is he dead?

I'm sorry. He died an hour ago.

-Have you seen him yet? -No.

-I mean... -George brought him in.

We looked at the boat this morning and he...

He just fell over. At first I thought he was joking.

Then I called the ambulance.

That's it.

-I'll tell Dr. Muller you're here. -Where's Dr. Betheny?

On maternity leave. Here he is.

Lee? I'm Doctor Muller. We called each other.

I think it's really bad.

Hello, George.

-Jim. -How are you?

Not really great.

It's very sad.

-Where's my brother? -Downstairs. You can go to him.

-What happened to him? -Cardiac arrest.

You know he had a weak heart. It just stopped.

Sorry you were late, but like I said...

Damn.

-Sorry. -That's okay, dude.

Did someone call my uncle?

His uncle Donny.

-My uncle and aunt... -Lee, no.

Donny has found work in Minnesota, a while ago.

He has a job in Minnetonka, Minnesota, really and truly.

Didn't Joe tell you that?

If you want, I can call them and tell what happened.

-Thank you. -Don't mention it.

Tell them what happened.

And tell them I'll call them tonight

to arrange some things.

Someone needs to call my wife.

You...

Ex-wife.

-Do you mean Randi? -Sorry. I meant Randi.

I will do that.

Can I go to him now?

I can wait here, in case you need anything.

Would you like a tissue?

Can I have some tissues?

-Sorry. -Does not matter.

-How's Dr. Betheny? -Good. She had twins.

Yes, that's what Irene said.

I'll tell her what happened.

-She helped him a lot. -Certainly.

It's called congestive heart failure.

-Oh God. -Do you know what that is?

Then why do you say "Oh, God"?

-What is it? -That's exactly what she wants to explain.

-Sorry, Dr. Beth... -Betheny.

Sorry, I always say it wrong.

So, you said...

It's a gradual decline of the heart muscles.

It usually occurs in the elderly, but sometimes also in younger people.

Some people live to be 50 or 60 and occasionally have an attack,

but most people get it keep having attacks like you had on Monday.

It looks like a heart attack and weaken the muscles.

You are not allowed to do anything for one or two weeks

and you have to be on the monitor because there is a greater chance of cardiac arrest.

My God.

But in between you can lead a normal life.

Do you mean that some people Turning 50 or 60?

If this has been detected?

What do you mean?

Tell me the truth.

Absolute.

For most people with your condition

is the average life expectancy five to ten years.

The statistics have a large margin. You are not a statistic, but a human being

and we don't know what's going to happen to you.

But it is not a good disease.

What is a good disease?

-Poison ivy. -Athlete's foot?

-Are we going to have fun now? -Elise, please.

My god, when am I ever doing something right? Do you have a hint?

-Dad... -What is?

It's okay again.

We are all upset.

We're all going to listen and we're going to ask questions

and then we start thinking what we will do. Good?

So you said, Dr. Beth...

It's Dr. Betheny, Dad.

-I don't see the humor in this. -Elise, keep calm.

-Sorry, I have to... -Not anymore. I'm not going...

Elise, I'll get you a glass of water.

-Dad, forget it. -Forget it.

Everyone should be just like you.

-I'm tired of being the villain. -Who's in the hospital here?

I'm the villain and you go explain the jokes to your son.

-I'm going home. -Are you going home?

Are you going home?

-I'll get her back. -Let her fall to her death.

Stop that.

Thank you, Tony.

Thank you, Ken.

I have to go to Manchester.

Patrick doesn't know yet, does he?

You asked us to wait until you got here.

What's next?

You need to go talk to the funeral- company. They will arrange everything else.

-I don't know any. -We'll help you.

And then they pick him up?

I can make a call, Lee.

Speak up if you need help.

We need to talk about the boat and the website

-and so on. -I am in the neighborhood.

I have to get to school before it lets out.

You have to sign for Joe's stuff.

Come with me.

Sign there.

Where's Joe's stuff? In that plastic bag?

Sorry, give me a minute.

Where's Joe's stuff?

-Okay, that's fine. -Like this?

Yes, but take your thumb off the line. If he bites,

do you have a cut? And you know what happens then?

What then?

Sharks smell blood and tear the boat to pieces.

-Nietes. -Anyway.

-Dad, do they do that? -Yes.

I have a school of sharks see a boat torn to pieces,

because a kid threw a plaster into the water.

That's right.

Not true.

Sometimes you can only do them distract you when you throw that kid into the sea.

Shut up. Sharks don't even swim in schools.

He says sharks don't swim in schools.

-Smart kid. -Yes, he is.

And that's just the tasty snack

that is looking for a huge school of sharks as they circle around a boat.

Uncle Lee. Shut up.

You got a bite.

Bring it in quietly. Watch your thumb, dammit.

-Do not hit me. Grab your fish... -Do not curse.

We have it.

-You send it. -What kind of fish is it?

I'm fine. Mind your own business.

-What kind of fish is it? -Definitely a human shark.

-Maybe a barracuda. -It's not a shark.

-Pick it up. -It's not a shark.

Quiet and...

-How can they be connected? -It just seems that way.

A rich man bought that island so that no one would build a house there.

Baker Island, Misery Island.

That's where Aunt Randi and I got married.

Hello darling.

Suzy. Dad is home.

Hello, Suzy. Dad is home.

-Hello Dad. -Hello Love.

Hug.

Geez, you're breaking my neck.

Hello darling. Was it fun?

-Very nice. Where is your mother? -They just left.

-She was also sorry that you were gone. -Have you slept yet?

Yes. It's so quiet here when my mother is there.

-Shame. Hello, Kary. -Hello Dad.

-Dad. -I'll put you down again.

-I'll give you a kiss. Darling. -Karen.

I almost dropped you on your head.

I'm making a barbershop.

Oh yeah? Awesome.

Do you want to cut my hair?

-It's only for girls. Sorry. -Does not matter. I understand.

Can I watch TV for some ideas?

Just go.

Let me.

How do you feel?

Better.

-You sound better. -Did you really fish?

Yes. Patty has a huge one bluefish caught. Ten kilos.

-Crazy. -I've never seen anyone so happy.

It is cozy here. You are a great housewife.

Don't touch me. Stop.

Don't, stop it, please. I am ill.

Okay, I'm serious. Get off me.

-Hello, Stanny. -Leave him alone. He's just calmed down.

-Why did he have to calm down? -Leave him alone.

If he doesn't cry, leave it at that.

Then leave it at that. We had that should do instead of getting married.

Then you wouldn't have been there. And not your sisters.

And I could have watched football in peace.

You know what? You can get the clothes.

Oh dear.

Hi, kid. You're such a cutie. Did you know?

You see? I won't make him cry.

Just lie down.

He doesn't cry. I know how to deal with him.

How's Joe?

Good. He's doing well.

Fine.

Haven't you run out of beer? Was there enough?

Yes. We held back.

What are you going to do with that damn boat?

-We love the sea. -How many beers have you had at sea?

-Eight. -Eight?

Yes, eight in seven hours. That is...

I'm impressed.

...1.1428572 beers per hour.

It's like you haven't had anything to drink at all.

I told you I was cutting back.

Oh god, no. What do you think you're going to do?

Then I'll go take a shower.

Randi, really.

You should have seen his face.

He was so happy.

Just like back then with the girls on the merry-go-round.

It was pure luck.

Come on, I'm sick.

I am ill. I'm really, dear, very ill.

It's hard for me to breathe.

-Isn't he at school? -I'm pretty sure...

Sorry, Paul, my phone...

Say that again.

I think he's at hockey practice.

-Is he on the team? -Yes. And he does it very well.

-How's Joe? Will everything be okay? -I'm fine.

-Where is that training? At school? -No. In Gloucester.

-He trains in Gloucester. -Not at school?

-Do you hear me? -The telephone...

Can you hear me?

-It's in Gloucester, okay? -I heard you.

-We're playing with the team from Rockport. -Thank you, Paul.

Would you like to say hi to Joe?

-I will. -What is?

-Joe Chandler is back in the hospital. -How bad.

-Who called? -That was Lee Chandler. The only real.

Cut it out, Chandler. Cut.

One more time and you're out.

Understood, Chandler? Again.

-Drop dead. -What did you say?

-Get the hell out of here. -Out. You go to the side.

I don't mind that.

What did you say?

-That's his uncle. -His father is stuck in the hospital.

Whose father? Chandlers?

-Mr Chandler has been committed. -He suffers from congestive heart failure.

So that's Lee Chandler? The Lee Chandler.

That's a bullshit story, you know that, right?

-Bullshit, coach. -Will you watch your words?

Go do something different for a while.

It's a break. Go drink water.

How awful to hear.

Go do what you have to do.

I think it's terrible.

Why don't you have anything...

Go get changed and we'll talk about it later, okay?

I'll wait for you outside.

The show is over.

Come on.

Are you okay?

Back those sticks.

I love you too.

See you later, okay? Stay strong.

In a line. Come on.

I still have to visit the hospital.

Do you want to see him?

No idea. Why?

What does he look like?

He looks like a dead person.

He doesn't look like he's sleeping or anything.

But he doesn't look terrible either.

I don't know.

It's not necessary.

I wanted to see him. Maybe you want you won't remember that image later.

You can say it.

What do you want?

Shall I take you home?

Do you want me to decide for you?

Let's go.

-What are you doing? -I said, "Let's go inside."

-No, you said, "Let's go." -I meant inside.

-Your leg could have been cut off. -Sorry for my poor English.

-I'm sorry, Uncle Lee. -Me too. I was frightened to death.

-You have to press the opener. -I do not have that.

I'll enter the code.

Is it okay if some friends come over?

-I would call them. -Go ahead.

And can we order some pizzas?

-What kind of pizza do you want? -That does not matter.

At least he didn't suffer.

It's worse for the family.

-He was a great man, Patrick. -Absolutely.

Remember that time?

that he took us on the boat? In group 8?

We had to wear life jackets.

And I said, "Mr. Chandler, like the boat sinks in this weather, we're dead anyway."

And he: “With life jackets on the sharks can catch you more easily."

-He loved shark jokes. -He was funny.

But he was also nice.

Just like his son.

So there it was that previous starship commander...

Star Trek again?

-Shut up. -Drop dead. Star Trek sucks. Bag.

Star Trek is a modern classic.

Tell me about Star Trek. Bag.

-How are you? -It's okay.

-That's enough. -Shut up.

All the good sci-fi movies are based on Star Trek.

-Star Trek. RoadWarrior. -Retarded.

-Then The Matrix. -Totally retarded.

I love Star Trek.

How dare you.

-Just ask Patrick. -What do you think of Star Trek, Patrick?

That we're talking about Star Trek now.

I love Star Trek.

Uncle Lee? Can Silvie stay the night?

Dad always allowed it.

Then why are you asking me?

Just like that.

Besides, her parents think that she sleeps downstairs when she's here.

Can you say that when it comes up?

-I don't even know them. -Anyway.

-It's Frank and Pat McGann. -Is that Silvie McGann?

Are you saying she's sleeping downstairs? When they call or something?

I gotta tell you now that you should use a condom?

Would Joe say that?

Yes. We've already had the conversation.

Let us know if we're making too much noise.

Do you think I should call my mother? To tell about porridge?

I wouldn't do that, Patty.

Nobody knows where she is.

I just wanted to know what you thought of it.

Good night, Uncle Lee.

Hey, Elise.

Lee, will you take Patty upstairs?

And I... Take it.

-Come on, man. -Go ahead.

Everything will be fine. I'll be right there.

Go upstairs, Patty.

Amazing what you did with that ball.

Dear Mom,

I'm writing this to tell you...

Beverly, MA. Gallagher Funeral home, please.

I'm Lee Chandler. My brother Joseph lies in state at Beverly Hospital.

I was wondering if you could take care of it further.

I just spoke to...

I'm Lee Chandler. My brother Joseph lies in state at Beverly Hospital.

I understand.

I'm calling to ask how should I proceed further?

Correct. Thank you.

Can I have a napkin?

Beats. But what should I do? around his body...

Sorry, but does Patrick have to be here?

Does not matter.

I do not understand.

Why is it more expensive to take him to Manchester?

Because you have seven minutes need to take the highway?

And if you take the 127?

-Is he doing that? -Leave it alone.

-Thanks, Uncle Lee. -Don't mention it.

-Thank you, Mr. Chandler. -Don't mention it.

We forget the swearing.

We forget about fighting.

I don't want you to come to practice for a few days.

I don't want you on the ice.

Honestly, I'd be happy with the distraction.

The ice is not to distract you.

When you're on the ice, you really have to be there.

Take a few days off and then we'll talk further.

Listen.

When I was your age, I also lost my father.

I know what you're going through.

If you want to come and talk

or want to vent

or just want to chat,

the door is open.

Do you mind if I put on some music?

Do you like these guys?

The lead guitar is weak, but other than that they're pretty good.

To me they all sound the same.

-Where are we going? -To the notary.

-Why? -For your father's will.

Should I be there?

I don't think so, but it should be.

-Who do you think the boat is going to? -He'll probably leave everything to you.

I do not understand.

-What are you having trouble with? -I can't become his guardian.

Not really.

I assumed Joe discussed it with you.

He didn't do that.

-Sorry, but I'm surprised. -I live in one room.

Joe has set aside money for Patrick.

Food, clothing... And the house and boat are paid off.

I can't come from Boston every day until he is eighteen.

I think the idea is that you move.

Where to?

-Over here? -Your brother has worked everything out very well.

But he couldn't have meant that.

He has provided $5,000 for moving costs.

And a small amount has been set aside from which you can withdraw money,

when you have to put everything back on track,

assuming you agree...

And Uncle Donny and Aunt Teresa?

Joe didn't like Patrick had a special bond with them.

And as you know, they now live in Wisconsin.

Minnesota.

-Minnetonka, Minnesota. -Beats.

I had the impression that you were here has been common in recent years.

I was a backup.

I took care of Patty when Joe was in the hospital

and my father couldn't do it anymore.

Donny was going to do it.

I was a backup.

Again, I'm very surprised

that Joe didn't discuss it. He was always so meticulous.

He knew what I would have said.

Calm down, you idiots.

My children are sleeping.

Sorry.

Can you get those damn idiots send away, please?

Yes I can do that. I really can.

She's not allowed to talk to us like that.

I'm not kidding.

It's two o'clock in the morning.

Let those bags tighten up a bit and fuck off.

We're already dressed.

She didn't mean it.

They're already gone.

Thanks, Chandler. -Okay.

-Tell Randi we're sorry. -Don't drive while drinking.

We are sorry.

Do you see Jupiter? Pay close attention to the road.

Tommy.

Hi, Joe.

Again sorry.

Go ahead. Go for it.

Look, there's the North Star.

-Over there. -Where?

Right in the north.

I'll clean up tomorrow morning.

Have you seen Jupiter?

-Drop dead. -Come on.

No one can understand what you have experienced.

If I may say so.

And if you really have the feeling that you can't take this on yourself,

-then that is your right. -Who gets it then?

-Do you want a can of soda or something? -No thanks.

I don't know about Patricks mother is. I don't know where she is.

We can't do that.

Oh god, oh god.

My children are in there.

My children are inside.

Listen, Lee...

-Why do not you go... -Thank you, Wes.

I will contact you.

I'm here.

We had quite a party.

There was beer.

Someone passed around a joint and there was cocaine.

Cocaine?

Continue.

Our bedroom is downstairs and the children sleep upstairs.

Everyone needs Randi leave around two o'clock

or three hours.

Then

she goes back to bed.

I'm going upstairs to check on the kids and it's freezing there,

but I can't turn on the resume because it gives Randi a headache.

So I light the fireplace downstairs and I'm going to watch TV.

But there is no more beer.

I'm still worked up like crazy

and so I throw some logs into the fire

to warm up the house while I'm away.

Then I go to the night shop, but I'm too drunk and I don't want to drive.

So I'm going to walk. It's 20 minutes there and 20 back.

I don't know about the halfway point anymore whether I have put up the fire screen.

But I assume so.

And so I continue walking to the store.

That's it.

There needs to be a log rolled on the ground.

They had taken Randi out, said the fireman.

She had passed out downstairs.

The flames burst out, they said, that's why they couldn't go back.

That's all I know.

Okay, Lee, that's it for now.

We will call you if we have any more questions.

We hire you that forensic investigation will exonerate you.

And now? Is this it?

Lee, you've made a terrible mistake.

Just like so many people.

I'm not going to nail you to the cross.

It's not a crime if you forget the fire screen.

So can I go?

Unless new facts arise.

Is there anyone who can give you a lift?

Is Joe here? Your father?

Weapon. Lee.

We go.

Are we going to the orphanage?

What have I done?

Shut up.

-We have a lot to do. -And the boat?

-We need to discuss that with George. -I'm going to use it. And maintained.

-We have to change the contract. -It's my boat now, isn't it?

You are underage.

-I'm the administrator. -What does that mean?

I supervise.

-I'll do anything for you until you're 18. -Can you sell it too?

I do not know.

But I do think about it.

Nothing comes of it.

And who controls it? You are 16.

-I'll get my boating license soon. -You are underage.

You can't drive a boat by yourself. And I'm not here.

-What does that matter? -I'll bash your brains in again.

-You are a great father. -What did you say?

You are a good father.

Drop dead. Dirty Bastard.

-I'll kick your ass, jerk. -Calm. Thank you. Calm.

Uncle Lee, is there something wrong with you?

Get in.

I can't obey if you don't open the door.

The engine won't break down immediately, but Joe said it kept breaking down.

It is still uncertain.

I can maintain him.

But that engine is going to fail.

-I'll take care of it. -There's no money for a new engine.

Or George must know someone who wants to buy it.

Wait a second. I'm not selling it.

We're going to Boston anyway.

-Since when are we going to Boston? -Calm.

-The mooring costs are sky-high. -We don't know yet what we're going to do.

He can always stay with us on the weekends.

Do you want to become his guardian?

-He doesn't want to be my guardian. -We already have so many children.

No, it's about what is logistically convenient.

-Stop it, yes? -We always have a couch for him.

-I know that. -He's welcome. Whenever he wants.

Are you disturbed? You can't talk to people like that.

-Fine if you don't want to be my guardian. -It's the logistics.

I have to solve it.

By sending me to Wonkatonka?

-Minnetonka. Minnesota. -Minnetonka. What does it matter?

And my mother?

The judge will never allow that.

And besides, no one knows where she is.

I do. In Connecticut.

At least last year.

-Since when did you know that? -We emailed last year.

You know. E-mail?

-Did your father know you were in contact? -Are you crazy?

Are we going to walk? I'm freezing.

-I just know... -I know.

She's a drunk, she lets dogs poop in the house.

-That's the last thing your father wanted. -Are you suddenly concerned about that?

Where to next?

-The funeral home. -Awesome.

Whoa. Where are we going?

-He's in Beverly. -Isn't there one in Manchester?

The cemetery is here.

Let's get it over with.

In the south you have a lot of people...

People from the north die there, but they are not from the area.

-That is interesting. -What don't they like about it?

They're arranging the funeral.

Often it's the last thing on their mind.

What's wrong with that guy? with all that serious and somber stuff?

No idea.

Doesn't he realize that people know that he does this every day?

No idea.

-Why can't we bury it? -It's too cold.

-They bury him in the spring. -What do they do with him until then?

They put it in the freezer.

Are you serious?

Ridiculous.

It does not matter.

Wait a second.

The car is facing the other way.

And what about a mini shovel?

I saw one in a cemetery in New Haven.

He dug a perfect hole in two seconds.

But I don't know how you comes to something like that. Or what it costs.

Why don't we find out?

You are not allowed to use heavy machinery at the historic Rosedale Cemetery.

There are important people there.

Their descendants want it there no vibrating machines.

Why are we burying him? not somewhere else?

Joe bought a grave there.

Don't ask me why.

If you want to find another place, want to talk to the funeral director,

want to talk to Pastor Martin and want to calculate what it costs,

-go ahead. Or leave it at that. -I don't want it in a freezer.

I don't like that either. But it's not him, it's his body.

The thought drives me crazy.

Where did I park the car anyway?

Hopefully you'll know soon, because I'm freezing.

Don't have a normal winter coat?

-Yes, I have. -Why don't you have gloves?

Where did I put that damn car?

-It's so cold. -What's wrong with your winter jacket?

-Seriously, Patty? -Turn on the heating. Turn it up a bit.

Icy air comes over me. What year is this thing from? 1928?

Maybe the horse that goes with it can do it breathing over us.

Put my dad in here for three months. Then you save a fortune.

Stop talking about that freezer. Should I have a nervous breakdown?

-What does it matter? -Nothing.

It's getting warmer.

I have to rehearse. Can you take me home? and then to my girlfriend?

Is this the same girl from last time?

That was Silvie. This is Sandy.

They know nothing about each other.

So don't say anything if it comes up.

I say nothing.

Do you really have sex with those girls?

We don't play computer games.

With both?

'Cause Sandy's mom is always there, so we have to rely on the basement.

What do you mean?

That I'm working on it.

-Otto, what are you doing? -What have I done?

-You're way late. -Not.

-You're a little late. -You have to keep up with the bass.

-Keep with me, okay? Come on. -Sorry.

Come on, here we go.

-Okay guys, one more time. -Are you okay, Otto?

Are you Lee?

I'm Jill. Sandy's mother.

I think it's almost over. Do you want a beer or something?

That's not necessary. Thank you.

I wanted to offer my condolences to Joe.

He was a great guy. There are not much like him. A good father.

I wanted to ask Patrick to stay for dinner. If that's okay with you.

Would you also like to eat with us? I prepared way too much.

That's not necessary. I'll be back to pick him up. What time?

Nine o'clock? Half ten? They go together doing homework. Supposedly.

Good. I'll be back at half past nine.

If you change your mind within ten minutes, we are inside.

How do you loosen this?

-I open my hand. -Take your hand away.

Will you please take your hand out of my pussy?

Do we take off our pants?

-I do. I don't know what you do. -I'm taking off my pants.

Come on.

-You have to take off your shoes first. -I'm trying.

Boys? Come on, let's eat.

-We'll be right there, Mom. -We still have to log out, Jill.

-She's not retarded. -Don't complain so much.

I will not. I'm getting in trouble.

-There will be no problems. -Well. What are you doing?

How's the homework going?

-Good. -Very frustrating.

Nice.

Algorithms are difficult.

-This is very tasty, Jill. -Thank you.

-Is this homemade cabonara sauce? -Stop it.

I would have believed it so.

-What is? -What an ass licker you are.

Because I think your mother cooks well?

-Aren't you asking what happened? -I don't want to know.

Hello. Lee? With Randi.

-I'm still here. How are you? -Good. And with you?

I'm calling for...

George told me about Joe. I want to offer you my condolences.

You don't mind that, do you?

No. How are you?

Not so good.

It was coming, but it remains hard to believe.

-How is Patrick really doing? -I'm fine. It goes well.

He's not very candid, but it seems to go well. He has many friends.

That's nice.

I don't know if you have arranged the funeral yet,

but I would like to be there if you do not mind.

-Is good. I don't mind. -That means a lot to me.

You have to come.

I'll let you know when it is.

Can I ask you...

How are you?

I do not know. How are you?

It's going very well.

I better say it. I am pregnant.

Heavily pregnant.

I did not know that.

I didn't know if I should say it, but...

That's fine. Congratulations.

You'll see it immediately when you see me.

I just wanted to say...

-I'm sorry, but I have to go. -We would like to go to the funeral.

-That's fine. -Thank you, Lee.

-Best wishes. -See you.

-How are you? -What is?

I asked how you were doing. Stupid question. Have you eaten anything?

-I ate some cheese. -"Ate some cheese." Bag.

I'll arrange something for you. Janine.

-What is? -Never mind.

-What is? -Forget it.

-I don't understand a word. -What?

Did Lee eat?

-He... What? -Has he eaten?

No. He does not want.

Forget it. It is fine. He does not want.

Is it okay if I ask Silvie?

Which one is that?

The one with the brown hair.

Why no?

-I do not like her. I don't want her here. -You don't have to talk to her.

Just go to her house. Or call a friend.

That's it.

Would your mother mind if I came?

I have no idea.

I see you tomorrow.

I can't go there either.

I'm sorry.

-Are you staying here to sleep? -Why not?

Maybe you'd prefer daddy's room.

-Do you want that? -It's a nicer room.

-And he doesn't use it. -Good. Then I sleep there.

-We're almost leaving anyway. -I'm not going to Boston.

-I don't want to talk about it right now. -He left you moving money.

-That does not mean... -What are you doing there? You are a janitor.

-So what? -That can be done anywhere.

There are plenty of clogged drains. All my friends live here.

I play ice hockey, basketball.

I have to maintain the boat.

I'm working on George's boat. I have two friends, I'm in a band.

You're a janitor in Quincy.

What does it matter where you live?

I'm going to sleep. Good night.

-Where are you going to sleep tonight? -A motel.

What time will you call me?

When I'm at the motel.

If I haven't heard anything by nine o'clock, I call the police. Understood?

-Patrick, come say hi to Uncle Lee. -It's okay.

I am coming.

I can still see it.

-Hello, Uncle Lee. -See you.

-There's something wrong with me. -What is? Are you nauseous?

I don't know.

I feel so strange. I'm having a panic attack.

What do you mean?

Can you get that junk out of here?

-Remove what? -I do not know.

-To eat? -I feel so strange.

Do you want me to put the food away?

-I do not know. -Shall I take you to the hospital?

Should I call your friends? What do you want me to do?

-Patty? Are you heading to bed? -Leave me alone.

-I want you to unlock the door. -Go away.

-I will. Open that door. -Get the hell out of here.

-What is your problem? -Open up, I said. Are you breaking down?

Do you have to go to the hospital?

-I'm just freaking out. -Fine. But do that with the door open.

If you do that every time you see a chicken, you have to go to the hospital.

I don't want it in the freezer.

I know that. I don't like it either. But we can't do anything about it.

I'll just sit there until you calm down.

I am calmer now. Will you please leave?

How much do they pay you?

Minimum wage plus the room.

-Let's go get some furniture. -I have furniture.

Not.

This is not furniture.

This is not a room.

-We're going to arrange some furniture. -Leave me alone.

Patty. Let's go.

Let's go.

Look at you.

Better?

Better.

Listen.

You can stay here until the school year is over.

Then I can arrange everything in Boston.

You can help George this summer.

You don't suddenly become like that ripped from your old life.

Are you asking this or saying this?

-I'm telling you I can't do more. -What does it matter if I'm okay with it?

-It's only 45 minutes from here. -Quincy?

Is that a joke? At least an hour and a half.

-It's an hour and a quarter. -Half an hour in a spaceship.

Get the clothes on.

I need lunch money.

-Are you going to Godspell? -I'm thinking about it.

-Are they also friends of yours? -If they want.

-George not paying you? -I'll save that.

-For what? -New engine.

Are you going to Godspell?

Come on.

Lee, are you there?

What happened to your hand?

-Cut. -I didn't know what had happened for a moment.

Why didn't you say that my mother called me?

She writes that you hung up.

She lives in Essex.

She wants me to come to lunch to get to know her fiancé.

Did you think she couldn't get in touch with me?

I hung up because I didn't know what I should do with it.

I'm sorry.

-You can't keep me from her. -I don't care what you do.

But my girlfriend isn't allowed to stay the night. You hate my mother.

You'd rather drag me along than letting someone else become your guardian.

-There's no one else. -I can live in Essex with my mother.

That doesn't happen.

She doesn't drink anymore. She wants me to come to her.

I can go to the same school on the same bus.

I can keep my friends and the boat and you can come and see how it's going.

-Can not. -Why not?

Patty, I'm sorry I hung up on you.

I'll call her.

If I find her a little human, you can have lunch there.

I don't want to talk about it any further.

As soon as we get out of here, Speed ​​up and we'll see what's going on.

-Look at that. How are you? -Good.

My condolences to Joe.

-Thank you. -How's Patrick?

-Good. -Nice. What is?

I think I'll stay here this summer. I was wondering if you have any work.

Sure. Walter is in Boston.

-He'll be back tomorrow. -Will he come back tomorrow?

Yes. Call him.

Absolute.

I don't want to see him here anymore.

What's with the engine?

According to George, the piston can shoot through the block at any moment.

That is a problem then.

We can't afford it to have a boat that doesn't sail.

-We'll take a loan. -How do we pay it off?

We rent the boat until the loan is repaid.

Too bad for you

I'll handle the money until you're 21 and I don't want to borrow money on your behalf.

I have to rehearse. Can you .... me take it home and then to Sandy?

-Take driving lessons. I'm not your driver. -When I'm 17, I promised Dad.

That's what we do.

Do you want to stay for dinner?

Sandy's mother likes you.

-That is not true. -I happen to know so.

This might be fun for both of us.

Rather not.

Can you stay for half an hour?

Then I can be alone with Sandy without her mother always knocking.

-Come on. -Just to talk.

Help me instead to notaries and the morgue.

She is very nice.

-What is? Am I too slow? -Too fast.

-You're way too fast. -Am I too fast?

-Like you're running away. -Leave him alone.

Do you take this band seriously?

-Okay. Cut. -Let me.

Calm down, everyone.

Again.

I like Patrick very much.

Fine.

How are you doing there, guys?

I'm fine.

We're busy with something.

We'll ram there some compound fractures.

At least we know where they are, right?

That's true.

How many should you look at first?

I'd like to see you use one of those.

-What is? -I stumbled over your dollhouse.

-Is it broken? -No idea. But I'm fine.

I got that from my grandmother when I was five.

It had been hers.

-Why is it on the ground? -There you play with a dollhouse.

What is going on?

Nothing. Patrick stubbed his toe against grandma's dollhouse.

That was from my mother. If you destroy it...

-No one destroys it. -My toe will be fine, Jill.

Do you still want to fuck or not?

-Would you like another beer, Lee? -I have enough.

Sorry, but I have to go away for a while.

-Does he care? -Yes. It is a miracle.

Okay. Hurry up.

-Just hold on. Move. -I'm sorry.

What is?

I am really sorry. I know you want to work, but I can't stand it anymore.

-What is? -He doesn't say anything.

-I've been trying to talk for half an hour... -What is going on?

I'm not really an interesting woman, but this is so forced.

-What is? -Your uncle doesn't say a word.

-He likes sports. -How long will this last?

-Can you turn on a sports match? -Quiet. Please, mom.

You have helped me enormously.

You can't spend half an hour on something boring talk nonsense? Like other men?

“What do you say about those interest rates?” "I lost my Triple A card."

You're an asshole.

Where does she live, you said? There are standing there no houses. Does she live in a sleeping bag?

-119 Pigeon Hill Street. -Street or Road?

Pigeon Hill Street, Pigeon Hill Court, Pigeon Hill Rd.

-Fine. Pigeon Hill Street. -This is Pigeon Hill Road.

Don't you have a GPS or something? Should I key it in for you?

Listen.

-Are you nervous? -Yes.

-Are you that genius? -OK nevermind.

I want you to text me when strange things happen.

Oh dear. Is that my Patrick?

Hello Mom.

I'm so happy.

Come on in.

Welcome.

Patrick, this is my friend.

Jeffrey, this is Patrick.

-Nice to finally meet you. -Nice to meet you.

And this is Lee.

Welcome. Jeffrey.

Can you really not stay for lunch, Lee?

Not really.

-I really can't help? -No, thank you, honey.

Your job is to relax.

That's your most important assignment, okay?

I'll do my best.

I was kidding.

I know that. Me, too.

How are you?

Fine.

-You don't have to be so polite. -I will not.

Don't want to wash your hands before eating?

We thank you for what we are about to receive. Amen.

You can say "amen."

No one wants to win your soul.

-I said "amen." -Oh yeah? It really isn't necessary.

I know. I said it very softly.

It is fine.

I know you'll be amazed by me.

In many ways.

Hopefully in a good way.

-Do you want anything else? -Hopefully everything is to your liking.

Yes, everything is great.

-You don't have to be so formal. -I will not.

I think your mother wants...

I mean... This is your house too. I want that.

I know...

I know everything is different for you...

-I don't know. -Does not matter.

What do you learn at school?

The normal subjects.

I'll be right back.

Anyone want anything from the kitchen?

-No thanks. -Thank you.

Did you also take string beans?

Not yet.

I'm going...

I'll go see what she's doing there.

What was she like?

She was quite nervous.

-And what was that man like? -He was very Christian.

-Aren't we Christians too? -Yes I know.

-Catholics are Christians. -I know that.

It sounds like she's doing better.

She doesn't drink.

She's not in an institution.

What?

You would like to lose me.

-What? -You heard me.

That is not true.

Dear Patrick. I would like to thank you.

Your visit meant a lot to your mother.

We are grateful to have her again have allowed into your life.

But it would be unfair to put pressure on your mother.

That's why I'm asking you for visits to arrange with me in the future.

Hopefully you don't see this as an infringement...

-Where are your friends tonight? -I do not know.

-Why don't you ask Sandy to come? -No thanks.

But nice try.

Who are you going to shoot? Yourself or me?

Do you know what those things are worth?

Do you want to sell them for a motorcycle? to buy the boat from?

That is a very good idea.

-This is awesome. -Crazy.

-Do you want to steer? -Yes.

-Oh God. -Does not matter.

I'll be back in a few hours.

-Need anything else? -No thanks.

Thank you, Mr. Chandler.

-Decorate Sandy. -What are you talking about?

-Oh yes, how is Silvie? -Who?

Just open it.

Rachel, this is Lee. Lee, this is Rachel.

And this is Dylan.

You can't see him very well.

Hello, Dylan.

A cutie.

-Shall I get the car and pick you up? -Does not have to. I have to move on.

Shall we...

-Could we talk for a moment? -Sure.

-I'll be right back. Nice to meet you. -You too.

-I have nothing important to say. -Does not matter.

-I know you're here... -I'll arrange everything for Patrick.

He's coping well, isn't he?

I think so.

I don't think you know, but I've kept in touch with Joe.

-I know. -It is strange

-to Patrick... -I did not know that.

-You're welcome to speak to him. -Can we have lunch together?

We? You and me?

Because...

I've said terrible things to you.

And I know you never...

Maybe you don't want to talk to me. Let me finish.

But...

My heart was broken.

It will always be broken.

And I know yours is broken too.

But I don't have to carry it...

I've said things

for which I should go to hell. It was...

-No, Randi. -I'm sorry.

I can not...

I love you.

-Maybe I shouldn't say that. -That's fine.

-Sorry. I have to leave. -Aren't we going to have lunch?

I'm sorry.

Thank you for everything you said.

-You can't just die. -I'm not dying.

I...

-I want you to be happy. -I see you walking around here

and then I want to tell you...

-I want to talk to you... -Please, I...

-I... -You should...

I do not know what...

-I do not want to hurt you. -You do not do that.

I just want to tell you that I was wrong.

You don't understand. There is nothing left.

-There's nothing left. -That is not true. That is not true.

-You don't understand. -I understand.

I know you understand.

I have to go, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

-Sorry. -Does not matter.

Do you want to hit us?

Stop that.

Cut. Get off him. To hold up.

You bastard.

-Throw him out, George. -He's Joey Chandler's brother. To the side.

Calm. You won.

Drop dead.

-Does he have to go to the hospital? -Nothing's broken.

-Did they have a baseball bat? -He started hitting, they said.

-Where's Patrick? -With the children. They get civilians.

-Stay seated, Lee. -Sit down.

-Let me give you some money. -No, put it away. Please.

Put your money away.

My treat.

Here's coffee. Just drink.

-Come on, dude. -Drink something.

Sorry. I'm going to get some ice for your face.

Can I get you something?

No thanks.

I am going to bed.

Good night.

Daddy.

-What's wrong, honey? -Can't you see we're on fire?

No. You're not on fire.

-Uncle Lee? What is that stench? -I let the sauce burn.

I have work in Boston. I'll start in July.

-What kind of work? -Concierge. Handyman.

This time it's only two buildings.

And in what a beautiful neighborhood in Boston are we going to live?

-Not one. -What do you mean?

You don't have to go to Boston.

I'm going to Charlestown.

And George takes you in.

I explained everything to him last week.

George Junior is going to college and Jimmy is almost done with school.

We can rent out this house and if you are 18, you can live in it yourself.

If you're 21, you can keep it or sell. Whatever you want.

We have to go after the summer rent out the boat.

As we discussed.

And if you have your boating license...

We'll see what we do then.

I'll continue to manage your affairs.

The money Joe intended for me now goes to George.

Everything stays the same, only you don't have to move.

But who...

Are they going to be my guardians or are you going to...

They're going to adopt you.

Anyway, that's how I arranged it.

It's not necessary. The choice is yours.

-And you just disappear? -No.

I arranged this in no time so you can stay here.

-And they would like to take you in. -I know. They are great.

-But why can't you stay? -Come on, Patty.

I can not do it.

I can not do it.

Sorry.

How do you like it?

It's okay, I guess.

-Are you one of Stan Chandler? -Yes. I'm Lee.

I used to play chess with your father.

-He could play chess very well. -Beats.

-He's not alive anymore, right? -No.

One of his sons recently passed away, I heard.

Yes, my brother Joe.

A very nice man.

My father passed away in 1959.

He was still young.

Worked on a tuna boat.

One morning he got up,

just again, nothing special,

and he never came back.

No signals, no SOS.

No one ever discovered what happened to him.

FOR RENT

-I'm going to get ice cream. -Just go.

Can I have some money?

-When do I move in with George? -In July.

I don't have a place to live yet.

Don't you get an apartment?

I'm looking for one with an extra room.

-Or space for a sofa bed. -For what?

Then you can come and visit.

Or if you are looking for a university, can you come and sleep.

I'm not going to study.

Then I have an extra room for my troop.

Should we talk about this now?

Nice throw.

Let it go.

Attention.