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(faint wildlife sounds)

(Latin music playing)

(music continues)

(beeps)

(sighs)

(music stops)

Hey, Lucky, how you doing?

You're nothing.

You're nothing.

Lucky: Thank you.

Good morning, sweetheart.

Hi, doll.

Plenty of cream and sugar,
just like you like it.

Perfect.

Joe: Lucky!

Oh, God.

Those things are gonna kill you.

Lucky: If they could've,
they would've.

(coughs)

- Loretta: All right, see you.
- Oh, okay.

Okay. Bye, Lucky. See you, Joe.

Joe: What you stuck on now?

Uh, seven-letter word for augur,
A-U-G-U-R.

I know.

Go on, honey.

Portend.

Portend. P-O-R-T-E-N-D.

Lucky: That's it.
Thank you, dear.

Joe: Give me that.

Well, this is easy.

I mean, what you gonna do
when you get the Sunday puzzle?

Pam: Give me another.

All right, a three-letter word
for asshole starting with a "J"?

(Pam chuckles)

Joe: Clever... very clever.

(horn honking)

(power tools whirring)

Cunts!

Buenos dias, Lucky.

Buenos dias.

How are you today?

So far, so good.

Who's that again?

Bibi: That's my youngest
son, Juan.

Oh yeah, yeah, that's John,
in English.

Like John Wayne. Juan Wayne.

He's gonna be ten on Saturday.

Oh, that's great.

It's his birthday.

Well, I gotta go.
My shows are on.

Juan Wayne.

Bibi: Juan Wayne.

Host: (over TV) Go ahead
and tell us about yourself.

Contestant #1: (over TV)
Hi, I'm Stephanie Moreno!

I'm from Pueblo, Colorado, and
I'm here to make some money!

Contestant #2: (over TV)
Hi, I'm David Mulbec.

I'm from Chicago, and I'm here
to make some money!

Contestant #3: (over TV)
Hi, I'm Marlene Moscavitz...

Ann Arbor, Michigan, and I'm
here to make some money!

Host: (over TV) Join us and find
out who's gonna walk away...

with a brand, new car on,
Take a Guess.

(over TV)
Have you been turned down...

for life insurance?
If you are...

They always yell at ya'.

(over TV)
You can obtain full-term li...

Oh, shit.

Is realism a thing?

Okay, so it's a thing, huh?

All right, and that's ah,
seven letters.

Hold on a minute.

Okay... "Realism, noun."

"The attitude or practice
of accepting a situation

as it is and being prepared to
deal with it accordingly."

Now the other one.

"The quality or fact
representing a person, thing,

or situation accurately or
in a way that is true to life.

I always thought that what
we all agreed on

was what we were looking at,
but that's bullshit,

because what I see is not
necessarily what you see.

Realism.

R-E-A-L-I...

Lucky: That's it.
That's some heavy shit.

She's gonna blow it.

Contestant #2: (over TV)
The Dark Ages?

Host: (over TV) No, I'm sorry.

The answer you're looking for
is "the Renaissance."

You blew it, honey. There goes
your fucking Buick.

(TV clicks off)

Okay, pal. Goodbye, I'll talk
to you later.

Elaine: Now you know me,
I don't like to cause a scene.

Hey, fuck you, I don't.

So that night, I decided to have
a coming-to-God meeting.

I locked the front door and sent
everybody back into the kitchen.

Took down my Saturday Night
Special over there.

And I said, "Gentlemen,
if you want to fuck me...

and I know you do, you should
buy me dinner first."

Then I drew that peace-maker...
(makes shooting sounds)

two rounds in the ceiling
and I said,

"I know that all of you are
stealing from me.

Just. Don't. Get. Greedy."

And I've been in the black
ever since.

(everyone laughs)

I see her standing there, the
room was filled with gun smoke.

And everyone's just shitting
their goddamn pants.

I tell you, the sexiest thing
I'd ever seen.

I wooed him with my feminine
charm.

Paulie: Nothing but class
with this one.

Charmed.

Elaine: You were good
to Momma last night.

Lucky! Bloody Maria?

Por favor.

- Lucky!
- Hey, Paulie.

What's the good word?

Realism is a thing.

Oh yeah? How do you mean?

It's the practice of accepting
a situation as it is...

and being prepared to deal
with it accordingly.

So what you're saying is,
"What you see is what you get."

But what you see is not
what I get.

Paulie: Okay.

- Lucky: Elaine!
- What?

- Lucky: Realism is a thing.
- What?

- Realism.
- Paulie: Here we go again.

Vincent, hand me my gun.

Easy, partner.

You're a misdemeanor fucking
with a felony.

Hey, Howard.

Vincent:
Howie, what are you drinking?

Something strong.

What's the matter, Howard?

President Roosevelt escaped.

- What are you talking about?
- Presidents.

- Which one?
- Roosevelt.

Yeah, which one?

No, my tortoise, President
Roosevelt, he escaped.

How does a hundred-year-old
tortoise escape?

I left the gate open when I went
to check the mail.

Where is your mailbox, Europe?

I saw him eyeing that gate
the other day.

He had to have timed
it out perfectly.

I searched our entire
neighborhood.

Did you search your entire yard?

Hey, we're talking about his
best friend here!

- Thank you, Lucky.
- You're welcome, Howard.

You're right, you're right,
I'm sorry.

We shouldn't make fun.

I'm gonna miss him.
He's outlived two of my wives.

I'm going to the W.C.

Okay, pal.

You know,

friendship between
animals and humans is essential.

And special. And friendship
is essential to the soul.

What?

Friendship is essential
to the soul.

It doesn't exist!

What, friendship?

(loudly) The soul!

Hey, knucklehead, inside
voices!

Hey, you gonna let your woman
talk to me that way?

I'm not his woman. He's my man.

As far as I'm concerned,

he's just been renting a room
for 30 years.

- Sonny and Cher.
- Elaine: I'll drink to that.

Paulie:
Hey, you know they got divorced.

Elaine:
Good thing we never got married.

(loud thud)
(ceramic shatters)

(Lucky moans)

Lucky: Jesus Christ.

(sneezing, coughing)

Jesus! God, this thing.

Can you... never mind.

Oh God. Oh God.

Oh, God.

Why?

Hey, buddy. How the hell
are you doing?

You tell me.

Okay... 115 over 70, great.

Thank you, Debbie.

No broken bones. That's good.

CT scan was negative, no sign
of concussion.

Blood pressure is good,
heart is great.

Lungs are great, even though
you smoke. How many packs a day?

I don't know, maybe one.

Well, I really have no
explanation for that.

It's a mystery, some sort
of scientific anomaly.

All I can figure is it's
a combination...

of genetic good luck and you're
one tough son of a bitch.

I would try to get you
to quit smoking,

but I'm afraid it would
do you more harm than good.

You're the only person
I would say that to.

So, that's it?

To be clear, you were just
standing there

and you got light-headed?

I didn't get light-headed.

doctor:
So you just fell down?

Yeah. It was weird.

Well, I'll wait for these lab
tests to come back

and then I'll let you know
about that.

That's it?

That's it.

I'm not dying?

When it comes to things
like heart disease

or cancer, at your age, if it
was gonna kill you, it would've.

So?

Well, short of shooting you
with a silver bullet...

or stabbing you
with a wooden stake...

it seems the older you get,
the longer you're gonna live.

So, but why did I fall down?

Were you drunk?

No.

Do you get light-headed often?

I don't get light-headed.

Now do you get much exercise?

Yeah, I walk around all the
time.

I do five yoga exercises
every day...

Twenty-one repetitions each,
for years.

Do your knees ever give out?

No.

I could do a lot more tests,

but I think it's gonna turn out
to be

exactly what I think it is.

What's that?

You're old, and you're getting
older.

That's your diagnosis?

It's all I got.

Well, that's bullshit.

The body is gonna break down
at some point.

As far as I know,
nobody has lived forever.

It's gonna happen to all of us.

I can do more tests,
but I don't want

to do that and you don't
want to have it done.

So what am I supposed to do?

At this point, I think
it might be a good idea

to get an assisted living
person hooked up.

A what?

Assisted living. They come by,

and they help you cook meals,
help you bathe.

Oh, I don't know, I'm on my own.

You never get lonely being
alone?

There is a difference between
being lonely and alone.

You know, I saw this happen
with my father.

He started to lose his eyesight,

and with it his ability
to drive.

It wasn't getting older
that bothered him,

it was the loss of his freedom,
his mobility.

It's all fine as long
as you realize

it's all part of the process.

Well, how is your old man?

Oh, buddy, he died a year ago.

Wow.

It was peaceful.

You know, most people don't get
to where you are.

They get hit by a bus or get
leukemia or something.

They never get to the moment
that you're in right now.

We have the ability to witness
what you're going through,

and clearly examine it and,
more importantly, to accept it.

I know that's kind of heavy
for this hour of the morning

but you're in exceptional health
for a person your age,

and if you need anything
whatsoever,

you call me or you just come by.

Okay.

You've been very good today,
so you get one of these.

What do I do with this,
stick it up my ass?

How about you just suck it?

Oh, boy.

You're nothing!

Yeah.

Everyday with this guy.

Kneedler said it was all right
for me to smoke.

Not in here. And when did
Kneedler ever say that?

This morning.

Joe: Oh, you know, I was getting
a little worried.

Bet you was getting that
prostate checked.

I fell.

On my bony ass, I fell.

- Are you okay?
- That's subjective.

Pam! Loretta! Lucky fell down!

Let's not make a production
out of it!

Well, what did Kneedler say?

He said I'm old.

And that's news to you?

Loretta:
Did he give you anything?

I don't know, man, it's all
bullshit.

Joe: Wait, where you going?

Cunts!

- Buenos dias.
- Buenos dias.

Give me three packs today,
honey.

Here you go, keep the change.

Are you okay?

(whispers) I don't know.

You know, Juan Wayne's birthday
is on Saturday.

Oh, yeah?

We're gonna have a big
fiesta, with a bouncy house,

pinata, mariachis,
and lots of food.

Mariachis, huh?

Do you want to come?

To the fiesta?

Saturday.

And where is it?

It's at my home. You know
where the school is?

Yeah.

It's the yellow house right
behind the school.

Oh, yeah.

Well, let's keep it
on the burner, okay?

Okay.

Gracias. Adios.

Host: (over TV) And now we're
bringing it over to you, Lisa.

What is the
answer to the question?

Lisa: (over TV) Is it April 16,
1746, the Battle of Culloden?

Host: (over TV)
The answer to that question...

we'll have to wait until
tomorrow.

Thank you for joining us...

and we'll see you all tomorrow
on Make a Guess.

(TV clicks off)

Hey, man, how you doing?

Okay.

Hey, uh, I was just thinking
about something...

I wanted to share with you, man.

You got a minute? Yeah.

When I was a kid living in
Kentucky, I had this BB gun.

It didn't shoot straight.

So I was out one day shooting
at things, trees, leaves.

And there was a mockingbird up
in a tree singing his heart out.

And...

I aimed my gun just to scare
him away, pulled the trigger...

and the singing stopped.

It was the saddest moment
in my whole life.

The silence it cast in the world
was devastating.

I haven't thought about that
bird since I was a kid.

I know.

All right.

Thanks, man.

(phone clicks on cradle)

You been watching
Deal or no Deal?

Are you kidding, it makes no
sense.

Come on, man, you gotta give it
a second chance.

It is... Listen, listen,
check it out.

You start with 50 briefcases,
right, held by 50 hot chicks.

Right? And inside each
briefcase, all 50,

is a number and that number
is how much money

you're gonna win if you
open that case.

So you choose one case at the
beginning of the game

that you're gonna open up
at the end of the game.

And then you systematically
open up all the briefcases

and the hot chicks
show you

how much money you could
have won.

And the whole time,
there's this hidden guy

and he's sitting off stage

and he's offering to buy the
case that you chose.

So by the end of the game,

you've opened up all the cases
except two.

And you have to decide whether
to take the money

from the hidden guy, the money
that's already in your case

or the case that you haven't
chosen yet.

But you don't know what's
in your case...

or the case you haven't chosen,
until you actually open it.

So a guy picks a case

and I've gotta wait a fucking
hour to see what's in it?

Yeah.

It's a convoluted piece of shit.

Lucky, how you doing, buddy?

I haven't a clue, man.

Someone's in a mood.

Leave him be. He'll snap out
of it. Right, pal?

- Elaine: Two more cases?
- Joe: Yeah, that'll do.

- If you want, I can...
- Watch me lift stuff?

Can I help it if I have a strong
mind, but a weak back?

Sit.

I know that look. Used to see it
all the time. You know where?

In the mirror, my reflection
staring back at me.

Vincent: And then he met Elaine.

Hey, who's telling the story?

I'm sorry, but it hasn't exactly
been un-told.

I've told this? You've heard
this before from me? When?

All the time, that's when.
I bet he's heard it, too.

I've told this? You've heard
this?

Ungatz.

Holy shit, that's right!
Ungatz.

Nothing. I was nothing.

- You were a bum.
- Paulie: I was a bum.

I had no plans.
I had no ambitions.

- A two-bit hustler.
- Paulie: That was me.

- And you knew it.
- Paulie: I did.

I'd look into the mirror
and all I'd see was ungatz.

I hated myself.

- And then what happened?
- You met Elaine.

Jesus, I can't believe it,
you really listen to me.

- That's amazing.
- (laughter)

Anyway, I met... I met this
fantastic woman.

And she met a bum, a deadbeat.
Did she try to change me? No.

Did she expect me
to change myself? No.

- She accepted me for who I was.
- Who you are.

Who I am. I'm still ungatz,
nothing.

But I've got everything.
Isn't that something?

Something for you.

No, what I'm trying to say is,
if this could happen,

you know, to me, then it could
happen to anyone.

Even you.

(snickers) Bullshit.

Jesus Christ.

Bobby Lawrence:
I think we can just get by

with a will and a medical power
of attorney.

Howard, where have you been?
I've been waiting for you.

Who's this?

Hey, Lucky. This here is my
attorney Bobby Lawrence.

Nice to meet you, Lucky.

You know why sharks don't eat
attorneys?

Uh...

Professional courtesy.

Right, that's an oldie
but a goodie.

So did you come here to help
find Roosevelt?

No, he's here to help me
with my plan.

What plan?

End-of-life plan.

Are you dying?

No, he's just preparing
for the unexpected.

What's unexpected?

Well, I mean, none of us make it
out of this thing alive.

So, knowing that, it'd be a sin
not to prepare

for the well-being
of your loved ones.

What loved ones do you have,
anyway?

When I go, I want to leave all
my possessions

to President Roosevelt.

Your turtle?

- Well, you know, this might not
- Tortoise!

And he's still got at
least 100 years left in him.

A hundred years?

Howard: Yeah.

You know, Lucky, you remind me...

Shut the fuck up!

Okay.

Didn't Roosevelt just run away?

Yeah, but this is for, you know,
when he comes back.

Is he a homing turtle?

Tortoise. And no, he's not.

He's gone, Howard, and you're
all alone.

We come in alone, and
we go out alone.

That's awfully bleak.

It's beautiful.

"Alone" comes from two words,
all-one.

It's in the dictionary.

I miss him!

It'll be okay, Howie.

A tortoise is an amazing
creature, Lucky.

They're as noble as a king, and
as kindhearted as a grandmother.

I miss my friend, his company.
I miss his personality.

He's not missing, Howard.
He's just not here.

He's there, wherever the fuck
that is.

And if he's not there,
then he's nowhere.

Well, I'm sure he's okay.

Why don't you go fuck yourself?

Oh!

You don't give a shit about him.
You're here to suck him dry.

You lamprey, leach, vulture.

Con him out of his last dime,

just to leave everything
to a turtle.

Tortoise! He's a tortoise!

You know that saguaro
near your yard?

That thing was barely a twig
when Roosevelt was born.

They're contemporaries,
you know?

They watched each other grow up.

President Roosevelt was born
in a hole in the desert.

At that time, a little creature
smaller than my thumb.

And something clicked inside
that little Roosevelt brain,

and he scampered up out of that
hole and faced the world.

You all think of a tortoise
as something slow.

But I think about the burden
he has to carry on his back.

Yeah, it's for protection.

But ultimately, it's the coffin
he's gonna get buried in

and he has to drag that thing
around his entire life?

Go ahead and laugh, but he
affected me.

You know what I'm saying?
He affected me.

There are some things in this
universe,

ladies and gentlemen,
that are bigger than all of us.

And a tortoise is one of 'em!

You asshole.

I want to teach you a lesson.

Lucky! No fighting in my bar,
goddamnit!

Then we'll take it outside.

Seriously, Lucky?

You know, Mr... Mr. Lucky...
I don't think...

You don't think I can take you?

I fought the fucking Japs!
You don't think I can take you?

No. I don't think it's a good
idea... for you.

Outside. Five minutes.
Fisticuffs.

- Lucky...
- Five minutes!

Lucky...

Lucky!

Is he coming out?

Are you kidding? He doesn't
wanna fight you.

I wouldn't want to fight me,
either, pal.

Easy, Lash LaRue. Let him live
this time, okay?

Forty years ago, I wouldn't have
given him a fuckin' option.

Forty years ago, he'd a been
in diapers.

Forget about him! Okay?

Okay.

(Distant rock music playing)

Where you going?

Go home, Lucky.

(rock music gets louder)

Paulie?

(rock music continues)

(rock music continues)

(music stops)

(phone ringing)

(soft music playing)

♪ Well you're my friend ♪

♪ And can you see ♪

♪ Many times we've been
out drinkin' ♪

♪ Many times we shared
our thoughts ♪

♪ But did you ever
ever notice ♪

♪ The kind of thoughts I got ♪

♪ Well you know I have a love
A love for everyone I know ♪

♪ And you know
I have a drive ♪

♪ To live I won't let go ♪

♪ But can you see
its opposition ♪

♪ Comes rising up sometimes ♪

♪ That its dreadful imposition
comes blacking in my mind ♪

♪ And then I see a darkness
And then I see a darkness ♪

♪ And then I see a darkness
And then I see a darkness ♪

♪ Did you know how much
I love you ♪

♪ Is a hope that somehow you ♪

♪ Can save me from this
darkness ♪

Loretta: Hey, there!

How ya' doing?

How did you get here?

I... drove?

How did you know where I live?

- Everybody knows where you live.
- They do?

This is a tiny town. Don't you
know where I live?

Yeah, over by the church?

There you go.

So, what do you want?

Well, I was worried
about you

so I thought I'd come by
and check on you.

You're welcome.
Nice outfit there, cowboy.

Thanks for coming by.

Jesus Christ. How'd you get in
here? I thought you'd left.

I'm sorry, I knocked, the door
was unlocked.

You scared me to death.

You were such a cute,
little boy.

Oh, and such a handsome
young man in uniform.

This photo at the beach,
are these your kids?

No.

Were you ever married?

No... were you?

No.

Loretta:
You got somewhere to be, sailor?

Uh... no.

Do you like game shows?

Do you smoke grass?

♪ Hey ♪

Loretta:
This isn't a game show.

Lucky: It's ended.

♪ Hey ♪

This... he is amazing.
Who is this?

Liberace. Didn't you ever hear
of him?

Yes, I've heard of him,
he's wonderful.

Lucky:
I feel like such an asshole.

When this guy first came
on the scene,

I wrote him off as just another
extravagant fruit.

Lucky: If you stop and listen to
him, you'll see he's brilliant!

And I don't know how the hell he
plays with all those rings

on his fingers, that's even more
impressive.

Look at him.

And I don't know why I ever
gave a shit

about who he was screwing
in the first place.

If he was getting laid,
more power to him.

Hmm, I can hardly get it up
anymore.

Liberace: (over TV) I hope
I didn't leave anybody out.

Oh, we did leave out somebody.
All you kids...

Oh, shit, I gotta go.
I'm late.

I gotta get back to the diner.
Joe is going to kill me.

All right.

Liberace: (over TV)
Bunch of liars. (laughter)

I'll see you later.

- Okay.
- Okay, bye.

- Hey.
- Yeah?

Can I tell you a secret?

Loretta: Absolutely.

You won't tell anyone?

I'm scared.

I know.

I know.

Did you ever think about
before you were born?

Joe: No, never did. What are you
talking about?

New beginning.

Is that in the crossword today?

No. I was just thinking about
something that happened to me

when I was about 12
or 13 years old.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.

I was at my Aunt Beulah's
house, alone.

I don't remember why.

And only once, I got this
anxiety attack.

I panicked and I was scared
to death.

I started thinking there's
nothing out there.

It's all black, there's nothing.

And I was scared shitless, man.

At 13?

Yeah.

What happened?

I don't know, my aunt came back
and that was the end of it.

(door opens)

Hey, Bob, how we doing?

Bobby: Little bit
worse, I'd be perfect.

Joe: Sit anywhere you like.

Hey, you know what, Joe?
I'll just take a coffee to go.

Oh, okay.

Well, I got a pot brewing.
It'll be a minute.

All right.

Morning... hi.

Howdy.

Goddamn asshole.

Uh, so no, uh... no sign
of The President yet.

I hope he turns up soon,
for Howard's sake.

The two of them are like
heterosexual life partners.

Only one thing worse than
awkward silence... small talk.

Okay, I hear you.

So you doing okay?

Fragile.

Uh-oh.

Why is that?

I fell down.

Ooh, yeah, yeah, that's...
that's bad.

Yup. It rung my bell.

A couple years ago, I was
heading

to my daughter's school
to pick her up.

And as I'm turning around the
corner, you know,

going to the parking lot,
there's a garbage truck that...

I mean, just barely missed me.

There was no more room
between my car and that truck

than between me and this tie.

A half a second... a half a
second made all the difference.

Two minutes later, my daughter
hops into the car

as if nothing's happened, and...

I guess nothing has.

But, uh...

it really shook me to the core.

Yeah, I got hair standing up on
my arms just thinking about it.

Here we go, Bob.

Oh, thank you.

Gratis, counselor.

Thanks, Joe.

Do you mind if I sit down?

Well, sit down.

Do you have any kids, Lucky?

None that I'm totally
sure of, no.

- You married?
- Never been married.

Ever in love?

Yeah, I guess so.

Ah, so it goes, huh? Hm.

Well, "The future's not
ours to see."

Hell, I've made a whole
career out of that.

Wills and trusts, you know,

it's about planning for things
that you can't foresee.

Just because you can't see
'em...

doesn't mean they're not
gonna happen.

It is written.

Mm-hm, somewhere.

You know, I came home with my
daughter that day...

and I sat down, I made a will.

I wrote end-of-life directives,
I upped my life insurance.

I paid up front for my
cremation.

So now, if something happens
to me...

When something happens to me...

my family doesn't have to worry
about the bureaucracy of death.

You know?

They just call one number

and my body's gone
by the end of the day,

and they don't have to worry
about anything

for the rest of their life.

Well, this doesn't change
anything for you, this scenario.

Why not?

You're still dead.

How are you doin'? Hey, how you
doing, sweetheart?

Hey, Lucky.

What's her name?

Fiona.

Hey, Fiona, you're a fine
cut of a dog.

Yeah.

Do you have any pets?
No.

You ever think about adopting
one?

No.

I got plenty inside who need
a forever home.

A what? What's a forever home?

That's when someone adopts
an animal

and then they have a
permanent place to live.

Nothing is permanent.

Come inside, I'll show you
around.

It's like the wild kingdom
in here.

Aren't they beautiful?

Yeah, and loud.

Do you have any mockingbirds?

No, but I can order you one.

No, thanks.

Lucky: Are these tortoises?

Frances:
No, they're baby turtles.

Huh. My friend Howard's tortoise
ran away.

Oh, no.

Yeah... he said they could live
to be 100 years.

Oh, absolutely. In some cases,
I've heard of 200 years.

- Oh, really?
- Yeah.

Wow.

- And what are these?
- Crickets.

Can you adopt these, as well?

No. People buy them to feed
their reptiles.

Oh.

(crickets chirping)

(crickets chirping)

Loretta: Good morning, darling.
Anywhere you like.

- Marines, huh?
- Yes, sir.

- You?
- Navy.

Oh, okay, okay. You guys are
great.

You always gave us a lift
to the fight.

I read somewhere where the
Marines didn't have the

the mental capacity

to understand
the inner workings of a ship.

World War II, huh?

Pacific.

Yeah, same here. Did you ever
get around the Philippines?

Yeah, I spent a couple years
in that slice of heaven.

Yeah, me, too, but I never got
off the boat.

Consider yourself lucky.

Can I get you a cup of coffee?

Yes, please, black.

Mm-hm.

Fred:
A piece of that apple pie?

Absolutely. You want that
warmed up?

- No.
- All right.

Thank you, though.

Well, uh, mind if I come
over and join you?

No. Come on over here.

Fred Sparks.

They call me Lucky.

I was a cook.

On paper, that's supposed to be
the easiest job in the Navy.

That's why they called
me Lucky.

What were you riding in?

L-S-T.

Landing Ship Tank, right?

We called it a large, slow
target.

We were hauling ammunition
for the big battleships.

More like riding a stick
of dynamite.

You ever get a ship shot out
from underneath you?

Almost once.

Every day in the evening glare,

the suicide planes came in low
over the water,

with the sun behind them,
to hit our ships.

So one day, this suicide plane
was coming

right towards our ammunition
ship.

And all at once, about 100 yards
away, it went up into the air...

and slid back down
into the water.

Some of our small arms fire
had hit the pilot.

Lucky shot.

Not for the pilot.

Did you go straight to the
Philippines from boot camp?

No, we stopped in Tarawa
and Okinawa on the way,

just to show them what fer.

Tarawa, Jesus Christ.

- Here you go.
- Oh, thank you, dear.

- You're welcome.
- Thank you very much.

I still think about those
people on the islands,

hiding away in caves,
afraid of us.

The Japs said that we were going
to rape and kill them all.

So, we secured the beach

and the locals who survived

that goddamn fire fight,

start throwing their children
off the cliffs,

and then following them.

I guess they thought suicide
was better than facing us.

I remember this little girl,

couldn't have been more
than seven, in rags.

I don't know, she saw us coming,
I guess,

and right out of nowhere, out
of a hole or wherever it was...

and she had this...

God, this beautiful smile
on her face.

And it wasn't a facade, it was
coming from somewhere inside,

from the center of herself.

Good Lord, in that shit hole,

something like that really
stands out.

It stopped us in our track.

Here we were, all covered
with shit,

pieces of people everywhere,
and I couldn't see a tree left.

And she's grinning
from ear to ear.

So I said to my corpsman,
I said,

"Look at this, we got somebody
who's happy to see us."

And he said, "She's not happy
to see you. She's a Buddhist.

She thinks she's gonna be
killed,

and she's smiling at her fate."

When I think about that little
girl's beautiful face,

and that smile,

in the midst
of all that horror,

and how she summoned...

joy.

They don't make a medal
for that kind of bravery.

(mariachi music playing)

(man singing in Spanish)

Hi, Lucky. I brought you some
flan.

- I made it myself.
- Oh, thank you.

And this is my mother, Victoria.

She speaks a little English.
Lucky.

Hola.

Nice to meet you, darling.

Mucho gusto.

Bueno, I'll be right back,
okay?

Now, um, what does the name
Victoria mean in English?

Victory.

Victory, ah, Che Guevara said,
"Hasta la victoria siempre."

Se hablo Espanol?

(Lucky speaking in Spanish)

(Victoria speaking Spanish)

(music playing)

(Victoria speaking Spanish)

(all singing Spanish)

(singing stops)

(Speaking Spanish)

(Lucky singing
"Volver Volver" in Spanish)

Lucky!

One of you will betray me.

Bullshit. We'll all betray you.

You look peppy. Where have you
been?

Ah, to a fiesta. Did you ever
have flan?

No.

I love it. It has an unusual
consistency.

Howie, you find that reptile
of yours yet?

No, but thank you for asking.

It's okay, I've let it go.

I kept thinking about how much
time he spent

planning his escape.

And how much care he took in
making sure I couldn't find him.

And then I started to realize
that he wasn't leaving me.

He was just going off someplace
else

to do something he thought
was important.

I even felt guilty for standing
in his way for so long.

So I stopped looking for him.

If it's meant to be, I'll see
him again.

He knows where I am, and I'm
leaving the gate open.

Lucky: To Roosevelt!

Hey! What, the rules
don't apply to you?

Since when did you think
you could smoke in here?

Well, you could in '68.

Well, it ain't '68 anymore,
sweetheart.

One of these days, I'm just
going to light up.

My place, my rules.

Ownership is a fallacy.

Why can't you just live
by the rules?

Authority is arbitrary and
subjective.

This is the same kind of
attitude

that got you 86-ed from Eve's.

- What do you know of it?
- I know you lit up.

That's what you think happened.

If you didn't light up, why did
they kick you out?

They didn't kick me out,
I walked out.

That's a good story.

I like that story.

It's not a story.

- Elaine: Then what is it?
- It's the truth.

The truth is, you lit up!

It's not about the cigarettes,

it's about what I know happened,
and what you think happened.

I wish I had been there.

You could have been there
and still have missed it.

You broke the rules.
You got busted and banned.

That's the truth.

Look, how about if we all
agree to disagree?

No. I know the truth and the
truth matters!

It's a thing. Right?

Yes, truth is a thing.

It's the truth of who we are
and what we do.

And you have to face that,
and accept it.

Because the truth
of the universe is waiting.

I'm lost.

The truth of what is,
for all of us.

Which is...

That it's all going to go away.

You, you, you, you, me, this
cigarette, everything

into blackness, the void.

And nobody's in charge.

And you're left with...

ungatz.

Ungatz.

Nothing.

Nothing. That's... that's all
there is.

And what do you do with that?

What do we do with that?

You smile.

Subtitles by explosiveskull

(soft music playing)

♪ I stole the right to live ♪

♪ As if there was no time ♪

♪ I stole the eyes of God ♪

♪ As if those eyes were mine ♪

♪ I took and didn't use ♪

♪ A light that was to shine ♪

♪ Oh mercy Lord ♪

♪ Have a pity ♪

♪ I'm only traveling ♪

♪ I don't have no place to go ♪

♪ I walk the streets of gold ♪

♪ And heard the silver
tongues ♪

♪ I passed on satin ♪

♪ And made my bed on stone ♪

♪ Forsaken hearts I wonder ♪

♪ I left them all alone ♪

♪ Along ways going out ♪

♪ And have no destiny ♪

♪ Along ways to believe ♪

♪ Dreams that come to be ♪

♪ A splendor true a bloomin' ♪

♪ Here before me ♪

♪ Oh mercy Lord ♪

♪ Have pity ♪

♪ I'm only traveling
I don't have no place to go ♪

♪ Hands full of habits
Singing in Spanish ♪

♪ And mischief in mind ♪

♪ Then keepin' the beat
with humble feet ♪

♪ He's the man
in the moonshine ♪

♪ Row row your boat
Life is a show ♪

♪ Without reason or rhyme ♪

♪ What were you before
Before you were born ♪

♪ The man in the moonshine ♪

♪ Tolerant detached
and amused ♪

♪ He's the star of the bar ♪

♪ The dean of the scene ♪

♪ Your friend and mine ♪

♪ He's the man
in the moonshine ♪

♪ Roasts and toasts
and old dirty jokes ♪

♪ Now it's closing time ♪

♪ But no one's in charge
So blow that old harp ♪

♪ For the man
in the moonshine ♪

♪ One for the ditch
and one for the itch ♪

♪ And old Danny Boy'd be fine ♪

♪ And a perfect Manhattan
for Harry Dean Stanton ♪

♪ The man in the moonshine ♪

♪ Yeah strike up the band
for that old repo man ♪

♪ The man in the moonshine ♪

♪ From Paris to Texas
Kentucky to the marquee ♪

♪ The man in the moon shines ♪

♪ The man in the moon shines ♪