Original subtitles

(Norman Greenbaum's "Spirit in the Sky" playing)

Listen up, folks.

It's time to stub out those cigarettes

and finish up your cocktails.

I've just initiated our descent into O'Hare.

The weather down there is hot and muggy,

so I hope your Bicentennial plans include...

WOMAN: Too rough?

...include a dip in the lake.

Fasten your seat belts, good people.

I'll have you at the gate in 30.

It'll blister.

It's not that bad. How's, um...?

Tammy?

Young, useless, in tears, of course.

I'll check in the back for some burn cream.

* Goin' up to the spirit in the sky... *

(sniffling)

You okay, Tammy?

Oh, I'm so embarrassed.

(sniffs)

I just hate myself.

Take it easy.

It was an accident.

Your shirt's ruined.

It's okay.

I have plenty.

Your wife is going to kill me.

("Higher and Higher" by Rita Coolidge playing)

My wife is going to love you.

* Your love

* Is liftin' me higher

* Than I've ever

(woman moaning) * Been lifted before

(woman chuckles)

* So keep it up

* Quench my desire

* And I'll be at your side

* Forevermore

* Now once

* I was downhearted

* Disappointment was my closest friend... *

(door opens)

(indistinct conversation)

Is everything okay?

Have any questions for me? MAN: Uh, no.

No? Congratulations, Bruce.

That's it?

Well, everything but the mortgage.

(snickers)

(moans passionately)

(clears throat)

Sorry, sorry. (chuckles)

Got kind of caught up in the moment there.

No, no, I wish

my little lady were still as enthusiastic.

I can't imagine why she wouldn't be.

Don't forget to let me know when you

and the missus have that housewarming.

(thunder rumbling)

Oh!

I'm gonna give our guest a ride home.

It was really nice meeting you, Mrs. Decker.

Uh, you're really, um...

You, too.

What's so interesting?

Our new neighbors.

* I'm so glad (car engine starts)

* I finally found you...

Bye.

They look happy. Yeah,

I was just thinking the same thing.

I'll be right back.

(chuckles)

God, here it comes.

Drop me back at the train?

Can't you take the rest of the day?

Not really the right message to send

my first week on the new job.

This is going to change everything, isn't it, Bruce?

Only for the better.

* Your love is liftin' me higher... *

Hey, take these.

Ready?

On three.

One... Three.

Oh, come on!

(laughing)

Get back here.

* So keep it up

* Your love keeps liftin' me *

* Quench my desire

* Liftin' me, liftin' me *

* And I'll be at your side

* Forevermore...

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(thunder rumbling)

WOMAN: 88 cents a pound?

Why is it, whenever we have a block party,

I always draw the most expensive item at the picnic?

Why don't we switch?

I'll bring the meat and you can get the corn.

We may not be able to afford a mansion off the lake,

but we can certainly spring for a few hamburgers.

Do you have

any extra cardboard boxes in the back?

Oh, sure, Mrs. Miller.

You want big, small, medium? Whatever you can spare.

We're moving this weekend.

To a lakeside mansion.

Wow. That's right, Frank.

My butler will be doing the shopping from now on.

I'll set them by the side door.

You're going to miss me, you know.

No, I'm not, 'cause I'm only moving

a few blocks away.

Ricky, off!

Uh-uh-- MoonPies? Last thing you need

is more sugar-- put it back.

Mom! Rick.

Cart, too, BJ.

And hurry up; you still have

that whole basement to pack. Okay.

If it's only three blocks,

then why do you even need to move at all?

They say change is good.

To be honest, I feel like I'm ready

for the next thing, you know?

Hmm, guess I've always been happy

with the way things are.

You know, all this time,

I had no idea you were so unsatisfied.

CLERK: Hi, how are you? I have a coupon for that.

WOMAN: Samantha.

Where are you?

(thunder rumbling)

Samantha.

(tires skidding)

I need you to run to the A&P.

We're out of tin foil.

Come on in and I'll give you some money.

Hurry it up.

Just a few more minutes, guys.

I know some of you

are heading out of town for the Fourth,

so we'll hold off talking about your essays

till next week.

It's the only long weekend we get

during summer session, so...

...celebrate your freedom wisely.

Looking forward to it, Laurie.

I'm not going anywhere.

Huh?

This weekend.

My family's moving,

so, I guess, technically, I am going somewhere.

Just a few blocks, but still.

My dad is such a capitalist.

(chuckles)

(bell rings)

Uh, that's it, everyone, come on, bring them up.

("Golden Years" by David Bowie playing)

(clears throat)

Mr. Stephens.

Have a good weekend.

Oh, you, too, Laurie.

Good luck with the move.

* Golden years

* Go-old, whop, whop, whop

(horn honking) * Golden years

* Go-old, whop, whop, whop

* Golden years

(playing over radio): * Go-old, whop, whop, whop...

What are you doing here, Logan?

Giving you a ride, if you hop in.

Wasting a day off if you don't.

* Come get up, my baby

* Look at that sky, life's begun *

* Nights are warm and the days are young *

* Come get up, my baby

* There's my baby, lost that's all *

You're stoned.

Mm-hmm.

* Golden years

* Go-old, whop, whop, whop

(turns up radio): * Come get up, my baby

* Last night they loved you...

Uh, pomade, dye.

Things you put on your hair? Yes.

(cheering and applause)

Uh, butter,

uh, sheets.

WOMAN: Things that you spread?

(audience cheering, bell dinging)

$10,000!

I won $10,000!

Sorry that took so long.

Kid lives way out in Schaumburg

at her parents' house.

You believe that?

Yes.

What was her name again?

Cammy?

Kimmy?

Something like that.

She had a name tag.

Tammy.

But she will probably be fired

after her performance today, or at least kicked down

to commuter service.

Seems to me you enjoyed her performance just fine.

Are you jealous?

Hey.

You know you are the only stewardess for me.

(chuckles)

Jerk.

Let's just keep it in our age bracket for awhile, okay?

Done.

("Get Closer" by Seals and Crofts playing)

* Darling, if you want me to be *

* Closer to you

* Get closer to me...

BRUCE: Honey?

In the bedroom.

Kids around?

Thought we could swing them by the house.

BJ's across the street, Laurie's not back yet.

Even better.

Let's head over without them.

Might be the only time

we get the new house all to ourselves.

Bruce, do I seem unsatisfied to you?

(snickers)

What are you talking about?

We... we got everything we ever wanted.

Nothing.

Forget I said it.

So...

what do you say?

(chuckles)

Mom?

Just leave it in the hall.

And stop breaking into that house next door.

The new family moves in tomorrow.

I can't believe these were hiding

in your basement the whole time.

Your dad's a perv.

He'll also be a murderer if he finds out we swiped these.

Relax, we timed it so he'll think the movers stole 'em.

It's perfect.

You know, this chick looks just like Betsy Burdis.

No way.

I'm not talking about the face.

I should send in a Polaroid of her.

Like she'd give you one.

I'm telling you, if her mom hadn't come home last week,

we'd have gone all the way.

You and Betsy Burdis.

Right.

(knocking) MAN: What you doing, Ricky?

Uh... Go away, Dad.

Why is this door locked?

It's open.

Everything okay in here?

Fine. What do you want?

Can't give a hello to the old man after work?

Hi. Can you go now?

BJ, your mother just called. She's running

late with dinner. I'll set another place.

ROGER: It's your lucky day, pal.

My wife's famous

Sloppy Joes tonight, am I right?

Every Friday. Go wash up.

Where the heck did you get this?

Nowhere.

Some kid.

Don't let your

mother catch you with this.

She'd have a coronary on the spot.

(door unlocking)

(Susan whoops)

BRUCE: Let's do this right.

(chuckling)

Welcome home, Mrs. Miller.

I swear, if your back goes out...

Bruce, I'm a mess.

Who's complaining?

The windows.

Okay. Pick whatever room you want.

They're all ours.

(Redbone's "Come and Get Your Love" playing)

(Susan squeals)

* Hey * Hey *

* What's the matter

* With your head, yeah...

(giggling)

Bruce, please.

Hold on, give me two seconds to catch up.

Okay, one... two.

Bruce...

Bruce, just hold on.

What? What is the problem?

It's easier for you to get there, you know that,

and, and... just not always

so easy to keep you there once I join in.

(chuckles)

Low blow.

I... oh.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean it like that.

How did you mean it?

What?

I... (doorbell chimes)

Hi. We were just heading out for a run, and saw you pull up.

I think we're interrupting.

No, my husband

was ju...

We-we were just...

We'll come back. No, it's fine,

really... I'm Susan.

Trina Decker.

This is my husband Tom.

We live right across the street.

Bruce Miller. Hi.

Welcome to the neighborhood.

Oh... Dom Perignon.

I'm afraid we don't have any glasses.

TRINA: Well, tell you what.

If you'd like to share,

why don't you bring it to our party tomorrow night.

Come either way,

we'll light some fireworks,

you can make some new friends...

Whatever you're into.

Tomorrow's going to be

a long day... We'll try to make it.

Great.

I'm guessing you have children.

Two.

Well, you might want to get a sitter.

This party will go late.

* Come and get your love

* Come and get your love

* Come and get your love

* Come and get your...

Hey, I'm heading over

to Schaeffer's to pick up the booze.

Need anything while I'm out?

Aspirin.

And a pack of 100s.

So what do you think of our new neighbors?

Well, they seem nice.

Good-lookin'.

My guess is he hit it big in the market; not huge.

You think they'll show tonight?

Why, you interested?

I don't know yet.

Seemed a little straight and narrow.

Might be kind of a tough sell.

Easy is boring.

("Let Your Love Flow" instrumental playing)

(firecrackers popping, girls screaming)

Ricky, get rid of those things before you lose a finger.

(phone ringing)

Hello?

Hi, Logan.

I guess you get the honor of the last phone call

in the old house-- hold on.

Laurie, Logan's on the phone.

Hey, what's happening?

We're at the bitter end, mercifully.

I don't know, can we decide later?

Because I'm standing

in the living room with my mom staring at me.

Okay, bye.

What is it you think you can't say in front of me?

Mom, can you just not? Please?

No, I can't "just not."

This has been going on all summer.

Things getting serious?

Logan hasn't read a book since he finished high school.

He can barely hold a five-minute conversation with me.

Well, it's not the conversation I'm worried about.

He's an older boy.

Times have changed, Mom.

Women can decide if and when

they want to have sex with someone.

So, are you?

Having sex?

(groans)

You say that like it's the worst thing a person could do.

That's not an answer.

Look, I get that I'm the same age

that you were when Dad knocked you up,

but you don't need to worry,

'cause I'm smarter than that.

I know you are.

I just-- I want you kids to have happy, healthy lives.

It keeps me up at night.

You know there are better things to do at night.

BRUCE: Okay, that's everything.

I sent the truck ahead.

Hey, Dad, what's the last book you read?

The last book?

I, uh...

I thumbed through the shark parts of Jaws.

Does that count?

What do you think, Mom? Does that count?

Yep.

BJ!

Hey.

So, anyone have any final words to say

for the old casa? Oh...

Nah, me, neither.

Come on, let's hit it.

Bruce, just a sec. What?

I'm just going to check upstairs

in case I left anything.

There's nothing up there, babe,

I double-checked... Actually, Dad, could you get this for me?

(strains): It's kind of heavy.

I swear, between you and your mother...

I call the room farthest from them.

(gentle, melancholy theme playing)

(crying)

(indistinct conversation in distance)

BRUCE: Excellent.

* Saturday

* In the park

* I think it was This'll be great.

* The Fourth of July Are you trying to be ironic?

That's your department, Laur.

I just like the song.

* I think it was the Fourth of July... *

(convertible top whirring, squeaking)

This is so humiliating.

Hey, I'm going to get you!

Hey! Be right back.

* Singing Italian songs...

Need a hand there, big shot? You're about the only guy

I'm going to miss around here, Rog.

I wish you could come with us.

If you, uh, need some help backing out,

I'll make sure you don't hit any kids.

See ya.

What the heck is keeping your mother?

(honking horn)

* Another day

* In the park JANET: Susan!

* I think it was the Fourth of July... *

Uh... (laughs)

Uh, it's a scrapbook.

Mostly pictures.

Uh, pressed flowers from your garden,

some of my recipes.

Janet, that is so thoughtful.

(cries)

I know, I know-- I'm being ridiculous.

It's just you...

You've been my best friend for so, so long...

Oh...

* Will you help him change the world? *

That's not going to change.

Everybody's waiting, Sue.

Go, go, go.

* Slow-motion riders

* Fly the colors of the day...

What'd I say, nothing left, huh?

(engine starts)

* Still can tell stories his own way *

* Listen, children, all is not lost *

* All is not lost

* Oh, no-no...

I'll call you.

Take it easy. Bye.

* Funny days

* In the park

* Every day's the Fourth of July... *

*

(chain rattles)

(bushes rustling)

(footfalls departing)

(The Captain & Tenille's "Love Will Keep Us Together" plays)

* Love!

(singing along): * Love will keep us together

* Think of me, babe, whenever *

(phone rings) * Some sweet-talking girl comes along *

* Singing her song

* Don't mess around... Hello?

It's me.

Just wanted to see if you went home

with a blue ribbon for your apple pie.

JANET: Four years in a row.

Uh... How's it going over there?

I keep thinking we had to have more stuff.

This place is so big.

* Keep us together

So, uh, what are you doing for dinner tonight?

God, I haven't even thought about it.

Bruce just walked in.

He wanted me to apologize for missing the barbeque.

Tell him I understand.

It was a big day.

* When those girls start hangin' around... *

Can I call you later?

I'll be here.

Okay. Bye.

How's old Janet? Slit her wrists yet?

Janet may be a handful, but she is

the most loyal person I know.

Loyal or clingy?

Stop it.

Okay, okay.

You know... (sighs)

things are pretty damn good for us right now.

Here's to you and me, enjoying every minute of it.

Hey...

let's go to the neighbors party tonight.

Start things off right.

We can't leave BJ by himself.

He's a big boy; he'll be fine.

Okay if I go to the movies tonight?

(chuckles)

Absolutely.

My treat.

Big date?

Just Rick.

Don't you have any other friends than that kid?

SUSAN: Do you want me to give you a ride, honey?

We're going to bike.

See how well that worked out?

(sighs)

(lively chatter)

Those things are all nitrates.

Worse than cigarettes.

What are you doing here, Mr. Stephens?

It's still a public beach, last I checked.

No...

I mean, yeah, but... (giggles)

You don't think it's weird,

running into one of your students here?

I mean, not weird, just...

Out of context.

Right.

I should warn you, I also go to the supermarket,

the post office, and the occasional Dylan concert.

Dylan? Really?

Did you read my essay yet?

I did.

That doesn't sound like an "A."

You didn't follow the assignment.

Why? Because Tropic of Cancer isn't approved source material?

No. Henry Miller's a master.

You were supposed to choose one literary example

of Kierkegaardian freedom,

and then one from your own personal experience.

Wha...? Unless you and Anais Nin were pals,

you didn't answer the question.

Anais Nin is so much more interesting than I am.

Nothing I've done comes close to what she writes about.

Guess you have to work on that.

(horn honking)

That your boyfriend?

Yeah... uh... not really.

Um, I should go.

Hey, happy Independence Day.

My makeup bag went missing, so I had to borrow Laurie's.

Too much?

Are you kidding?

(both laugh gently)

Mmm...

(doorbell chimes)

(sighs)

Knock, knock.

Hi, guys.

What are you doing here? Thought you might want

the extra brats and burgers from the cookout.

Leftovers... now that's a housewarming gift.

Hey, we also brought a six-pack.

I'm just messing with you, Rog. Much appreciated.

Hey, I wish we knew you were coming.

We were just stepping out.

Oh... So it seems.

When you said you didn't have any plans tonight, I thought...

Well, the new neighbors invited us over for a drink.

That's all.

Well, don't... let us stand in your way.

Out with the old, in with the new.

Why don't you join us?

We won't know a soul there.

Oh, no, no, that's...

Are you sure?

The invitation seemed open enough,

didn't it, Bruce?

Well, I suppose, if, uh...

Roger can borrow one of Bruce's shirts,

unless barbeque stains are the new fashion.

(chuckles)

Come on.

(doorbell chimes twice)

(muffled disco music playing)

Couldn't you have put on some aftershave?

You smell like lighter fluid.

(music gets louder)

Hey, it's the new kids in town.

Susan and...?

Bruce. Hey. Bruce.

We were hoping you guys could make it.

I hope you don't mind, we brought some old friends.

Old neighbors, actually.

The more the merrier.

("Machine Gun" by the Commodores plays)

(lively chatter, laughter)

("Machine Gun" by the Commodores plays)

You know, you and Tommy D really got it figured out, Trine.

The guy has no idea how lucky he has it with you.

Susan, hi.

You two get settled in okay?

The best that we could.

Our old furniture barely fills half the new house.

Maybe you could give my wife some decorating tips.

Sure. Call a decorator.

(laughs)

Who'd up for a Harvey Wallbanger?

Sounds like a winner.

Gimlet for me.

I'll just have a Chablis.

Oh, Trina, this is Janet.

Janet's my old... Say "old neighbor" one more time,

I'm going to go home and hang myself.

I was going to say, my friend who used to live

across the street.

And that lug of a man who lumbered off

without introducing himself is my husband Roger.

How about a tour?

You, um... Sure.

I'll just wait here for my husband.

Yeah, I'll just wait.

Okay.

Let's go.

("Rumors" by Fleetwood Mac plays)

* Loving you isn't the right thing to do... *

LAURIE: I'm getting eaten alive.

Do you have any bug spray?

LOGAN: If anyone's biting you tonight, it's going to be me.

(laughing): You're a pig. You like it.

* If I could, baby, I'd give... *

(fireworks whistling) Cool.

Maybe, if you're a sixth-grader.

How far up your butt does that stick go?

Sorry. Warm beer and bottle rockets

don't really do it for me.

What is with you tonight?

All of the sudden, you act like you're too cool to hang.

Too bored is more like it.

Boring is wasting the entire summer taking

some AP English class you don't even need.

Philosophy.

Same difference.

You know what?

You're an idiot.

You don't know anything about me.

Know enough to get in your pants every night.

Where you going?

Laurie!

*

* You can go your own way

* Go your own way

* You can call it another lonely day *

* Another lonely day

* You can go your own way...

(song fades)

(laughter)

And this is the bedroom.

Oh, Trina, thank God. Do you have any coke?

Oh, no, honey, never when I host.

But I think Bud Green has plenty.

But just watch out; he's more handsy than usual.

I'm sorry. Have you two met?

Oh, Gail Saxton, this is Susan Miller.

Susan just moved into the house next door to you.

Do you have any coke?

Sorry.

Honey, I think Stu's looking for you.

(grunts) Big surprise.

(chuckles)

She's harmless.

Miserable, but harmless.

I keep saying they should open up their marriage

like everyone else, but her husband's a little uptight.

You and Tom have an open marriage?

Well, don't you?

No. No, Bruce would go ape if I cheated on him.

Oh, well, it's not cheating; it's the opposite, actually.

How is having sex with other people not cheating?

Well, because everything's already on the table.

You know, there's no sneaking around.

There's no lies.

Ever since we got into it,

Tom and I have reached this whole other level of intimacy.

Not to mention the incredible sex.

Quaalude?

I've never had one of those either.

Oh! Well, then I insist.

Here.

It'll take the edge off.

The truth is, Bruce and I were married

straight out of high school.

So we were already raising our kids

when the whole Woodstock, counterculture thing began.

Oh. Well, I'm happy to tell you, the train's still boarding.

Talk it over with Bruce.

Honestly, opening our relationship was the best thing

that ever happened to me and Tom.

I'll see you out there.

(music playing in other room)

I can't believe Damien's dad was

actually going to kill him.

He was the Devil.

You think your dad would kill you

if you were possessed?

Definitely.

Mine would puss out.

Want to sleep over tonight?

(girl grunts)

Bastard! You lying little jerk!

Betsy!

Don't you say my name!

Hey!

(grunts)

You told your maggot little friends that

you're doing it with me? No...

Bull! Say you're a liar!

Say it!

Stop! I-I made it up.

I'm sorry!

(groans)

If you ever

even say my name again,

I swear, you're dead.

(spits)

(panting)

I'll go get somebody.

Don't...

You're bleeding.

Leave me alone.

Are you deaf?! Get out of here!

(sighs)

I can get you into the Pump Room, the Chop House.

You want a membership

to the Playboy Club, give me a call.

Mile High Club,

talk to this guy.

But I can get you the girl.

Thanks.

(Gail whispering)

I'm going to go look for Susan.

I'll be right here.

What about your old man?

Sent him home.

Think I'm going to the basement.

What's in the basement?

Playroom.

Give me a hand with the fireworks?

Sure.

WOMAN: I will if you will!

(indistinct conversation, music blaring)

(both laugh)

Your, uh...

Your new neighbors are really something.

I'll say.

(fireworks popping, people whooping)

(whooping and scattered applause)

Uh, Trina? Yeah.

Uh, I was trying to find Susan.

Have you seen her?

She was heading towards the basement.

Down the hall, second door on the left.

(people whooping, fireworks popping)

Mm...

You having fun?

(inhales)

Trina gave me a quaalude.

(both laughing)

You're kidding.

How do you feel?

So far, so good. Good.

You wouldn't believe what she suggested.

Actually, uh, I-I think Tom

suggested the same thing.

It's... It's crazy, right?

Right?

(fireworks popping, people whooping)

Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!

(whooping, laughter)

(sultry music playing)

WOMAN: I know.

(woman moaning)

(women moaning)

Why don't you kick the shoes off, Mom,

and join the party?

(whooping and laughter)

PARTYGOERS: * O'er the ramparts we watched

* Were so gallantly streaming... *

Roger, we are leaving right now.

Wh-What's wrong?

You won't believe what kind of party this is.

We don't... We don't belong here.

You have no idea what kind of people these are.

* Gave proof through the night... *

Susan, I'm not kidding.

They are... sick.

* That our flag was still there... *

We're gonna stay.

* Oh, say, does that

(stammers)

* Star-spangled banner yet wave *

* O'er the land of the free

(whooping and scattered applause)

* And the home of the brave?

(scattered applause)

Where is it?

My ring.

I know you have it.

That looks like a wedding ring.

It was. My dad's.

And is he dead?

I don't know.

Or care.

Then why do you keep it? To remind me

not to do anything stupid like get married.

Or talk to people like you.

Are you running away?

You should mind your own business.

(Gary Wright's "Dream Weaver" begins)

* I've just closed my eyes again... *

Anyone need a drink?

* Climbed aboard the dream weaver train *

Mmm.

I'm good.

Bruce?

* Driver take away my worries of today... *

No.

* And leave tomorrow behind

* Ooh-ooh, dream weaver

* I believe you can get me through the night... *

(quiet moan)

* Ooh, ooh, dream waver...

You have great hands, Susan.

Soft.

* I believe we can reach the morning light *

* Fly me high through the starry skies *

* Maybe to an astral plane

* Cross the highways of fantasy *

* Help me to forget today's pain... *

Why don't the four of us go someplace a little quieter?

* I believe you can get me through the night *

* Ooh-ooh, dream weaver

* I believe we can reach the morning light *

* Though the dawn may be coming soon *

* There still may be some time

* Fly me away to the bright side of the moon... *

Why don't you come to bed?

Because we live in a pigsty.

* Meet me on the other side

Don't...

touch me.

(banging in distance)

* Ooh-ooh, dream waver

Ricky... * I believe you can get me through the night *

(crying)

Oh. Oh, my God!

Go get some towels.

Hey... hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

(crying) It's all right, it's all right.

* Ooh, ooh, dream weaver

* I believe we can reach the morning light *

* Dream weaver...

* Dream weaver.

(song ends)

(Johnny Nash's "I Can See Clearly Now" playing)

* I can see clearly now

* The rain has gone

* I can see all obstacles in my way *

* Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind *

* It's gonna be a bright * A bright *

* Bright * Bright *

* Sunshiny day

* It's gonna be a bright * Bright *

* Bright * Bright *

* Sunshiny day

* I think I can make it now

* The pain is gone

(moans)

* All of the bad feelings have disappeared *

(both panting)

* Here is that rainbow I've been prayin' for *

(both laughing)

* It's gonna be a bright, bright sunshiny day... *

(both laughing)

(sighs)

I'm gonna take a shower.

* It's gonna be a bright * Bright *

* Sunshiny day

* I think I can make it now

* The pain is gone

(laughing)

* All of the bad feelings have disappeared *

(water running in shower)

(sighs)

* Here is that rainbow I've been praying for... *

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