All language subtitles for Delaware.Shore.2018.1080p.WEBRip.x265-RARBG2_English

(soft piano music)

(soft orchestral music)

(waves crashing)

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- Dad?

Dad?

Dad?

(slow, dramatic music)

Dad?

- Yes, dear?

- I'm scared.

- Oh, come here.

(slow, dramatic music)

It's gonna be okay?

Don't you worry.

- Dad?

How long are we gonna hide here?

- I have no idea.

Unfortunately it's probably
gonna be a long time.

- I'm really scared.

I'm afraid we're all gonna die.

- Listen, honey.

We're gonna be all right.

You need your rest.

Okay?

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(dramatic music)

(staggered breathing)

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(slow, dramatic music)

(soft orchestral music)

(baby cries)

(babies crying)
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(babies crying)
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- [Agnes' Father] Agnes?

Agnes?

- Coming, dad.

(soft orchestral music)

- Agnes, where are you?

There you are.

- Look.

- What's this?

- A poem.

(soft orchestral music)

- That's very good.

That's very good.

(soft orchestral music)

(baby babbles)

(babies crying)
(soft orchestral music)

(babies crying)

(gunshot)

(gunshots)
(dramatic orchestral music)

(knocking)

- You again, Rudolph?

- There is no escaping, Agnes.

- I just want peace.

- There's no peace for what you did.

- I got away as far as I could.

- Not far enough.

- Just leave me alone.

I have two kids to take care of.

- You'll never have a home by the sea.

- Go away.

- There will always be
time for contrition.

It is headed your way, Agnes.

When you hear the word one day,

penance will be served.

(waves crashing)

(baby babbling)

- Natasha.

(baby babbling)

You're just going to
have to wait your turn.

Just steady.

(baby babbling)

Gallagher.

(kissing)

Where's Gallagher?

- I'm comin'!

- Come on.

You don't wanna miss the bus, come on.

(birds chirping)

(waves crashing)

- It feels great that
we're finally here, right?

- Yeah.

It's really fun.

- [Agnes] Okay.

Tasha and Gall, I'm
gonna go down the beach

and look for some shells, all right,

you guys stay right here.

- Okay.

Okay, bye.

(waves crashing)

- Hey!

What are you doin'?

(waves crashing)

- [Gallagher] Tasha!

(dramatic music)

- Granny, help!

Granny!

- [Man] Time is up.

He finally found you.

- Gallagher.

(Gallagher yelling)

What did I tell you guys?

You were supposed to stay up there.

Didn't I tell you that?
(Gallagher sobs)

Come on, we're going back to the house.

- [Man] The game is over Agnes.

(soft orchestral music)

(knocking)

- Natasha?

Gallagher?

It's time to eat.

Wash your hands and come down.

(soft orchestral music)

- Hey Granny, what's for dinner tonight?

- I don't know what your sister's cooking.

Hot dogs, I guess.

- Tomorrow morning I have an interview

to be a Rehoboth Beach life guard and--

- A life guard.

Is that what you wanna do with your life?

You kids got your freedom
and that makes you so great.

Call me when you get a real job.

- Come on Granny.

- Don't touch me.

You're all wet.

(waves crashing)
(birds chirping)

A life guard?

Is that what you wanna do with your life?

Call me when you get a real job.

(upbeat music)

Your brother, where is he?

- Out.

Probably at work.

He's life guarding now, remember?

(coughs)

- Goddamn cheap liquor.

Traded my SNAP card for it.

Rotten.

Ugh.

Wish I had some of that good
vodka from Russia or France,

or even good German beer.

- God, please don't get started
with the old country again.

I really don't think
we need the umbrellas.

It's really nice outside.

- What?

You wanna get skin cancer?

You want me to get skin cancer?

Ugh, you kids know nothing.

You don't know what
happened during the war.

You kids are stupid and useless.

- Why do you think you
can talk to us like that?

Do you just hate our guts?

- Don't get smart with me, missy.

I hate my life here.

Your mother, Francis, dumped
you and your brother Gallagher

off on me.

Yeah, you're my grandchildren,

but I never wanted any of this.

You.

Your brother Gallagher.

I would have preferred to live alone.

- Great, well thanks
for taking care of us.

I'm, I'm tired.

I'll be inside for a while.

(waves crashing)

(slow piano music)

- [Man] Out for a walk huh?

- Yeah.

You look familiar.

I think I've seen you
on this beach before.

Who are you?

- I'm from Washington, D.C.

- Oh Washington, huh?

- [Man] I'm here because--

- Because?

- I've been searching for someone.

- Yeah.

I've definitely seen you
on this beach before.

- Hey Granny, I've been lookin' for ya.

Come on inside.

- I'll be there in a minute, Gall.

(waves crashing)

I have to go back to my house.

My grandchildren are waiting for me.

I need to take care of them.

(dramatic orchestral music)

- [Agne' Father] Agnes?

- I love you, dad.

- [Agnes' Father] I
love you too sweetheart.

- [Agnes] Dad?

I'm really hungry.

- [Agnes' Father] I know.

(soft orchestral music)

- [Man] Today it's your
daughter, Schlepenstein.

- [Agnes' Father] No, I'm okay.

- [Man] There is no escaping.

(gunshot)

(sobbing)
(melancholy music)

(slow piano music)

- [Natasha] Could it be
that one day I'll escape

on the back of a winged centaur?

Or a sea gull with
compassion in its heart?

Over the Delaware Bay, down to
the Atlantic, I would escape.

Good bye to the horseshoe crabs and gulls

and endless days of solitude.

Every person has a chance to escape.

Free to wake up whenever.

Eat whatever.

Be with whomever.

Getting a life I always wanted.

Nothing could stand in my way.

- What are you doing?

- I'm just writing some poetry.

- Do you think this how
you're going to feed yourself?

You can't eat this.

See this?

It's all just words.

It's just words, you can't eat this!

- Stop, stop it.

- No!

No, you can't eat this!

You can't!

See?

You can't eat it, it's all just words.

You can't!

- I hate you Granny, I hate my life!

(sobbing)
(melancholy music)

- So, you're Gallagher?

Welcome aboard.

- Thanks for the opportunity.

(people chattering)
(playful music)

- Hey, how's it goin'?

- Uh.

Hey, what's up?

- I thought you were a life guard.

Do you work here as well?

- Yeah.

I needed a second job, and...

- Cool.

Where you from?

- Oh, uh, I'm from Slaughter.

How 'bout you?

- Oh.

I'm like three blocks from here.

- Okay, cool.

(people chattering)

- See ya.

(people chattering)

Hey, um.

I'm going to Oddity tonight.

You wanna join me?

- I don't know, um, I
commute by public bus, and,

I have to make it back to Slaughter.

- I can give you a ride
back home afterwards.

- You don't have to do that.

Maybe next time?

By the way, uh, what's your name?

- I'm Ron.

- Gallagher.

- See you around.
- See you later.

- What?

Oh really?

Oh.

No, I didn't know that.

(birds chirping)

I guess we're going.

- McCluskey, am I right?

- You are definitely right. (laughs)

- Hey, excuse me?

Do you know which bus will
get me into Wilmington?

- Wilmington?

- [Man] Yeah.

- Um.

No.

I, uh, I actually took a bus
up here from Slaughter Beach,

so I don't...

- It's my first time in
Delaware, and I was told

I could find work down here.

- You took a bus here?

- Yeah, my friend dropped me off.

I'm from New York, you?

- Delaware, born and raised.

- Tasha, come on.

- My friends, I gotta go.

- Hey, uh, I lied.

I really just wanted to meet you.

I saw you and said to
myself, "I have to know her."

I actually have a car, it's a Trans Am.

- If my grandmother saw
me here talking to you...

She's a bitch, uh, I'm gonna
run away one of these days.

I've never been to New York.

- [Man] How old are you?

- 18.

- You must get your beautiful
looks from your mother.

- I, I really better go.

- Wait, uh, can I have your phone number?

Or Facebook?

I'd even take your email.

- Um.

Okay, yeah, sure, just
give me your number.

I'll text you.

(birds chirping)

- [Man] See ya.

(melancholy music)

- [Nurse] Here's your baby, ma'am.

(baby cries)

- [Doctor] Hello Agnes, I'm Dr. Francis.

(melancholy music)

- It can't be mine.

- We were worried about you earlier, but,

the nurses told me you
were feeling better.

Oh, she's such a beautiful baby.

What should we call her, Agnes?

- This can't be my baby.

(baby cries)

I don't need this.

- [Doctor] Are you sure?

- Help me.
(baby cries)

Take it away.

This isn't my baby.

This can't be my baby!

(baby crying)
(slow, dramatic music)

- You're home early.

What, you get kicked out
of school or something?

- No, I wasn't kicked out of school.

(sighs)

Granny, was,

was mom beautiful?

(sighs)

- What do you wanna know about her for?

Your head is always up in the clouds.

I'm surprised you made it this far.

I made beef and cabbage for dinner.

Are you ready to eat?

- I already ate.

- What?

What'd you eat?

Junk food?

You and your brother
are always eating junk.

- Well maybe if the food you
made didn't look and smell

like vomit, I would eat it.

- Don't you sass me missy,
I need your attitude.

- I can't wait to get out of here.

You're smothering me, you're so toxic.

- You wanna know somethin'?

You're not the only one that can't wait.

Maybe some day your mother, Francis,

will come and pick both of you up.

I can't believe she found me
after I left her in Europe.

And she dumped two kids on me.

You know what?

Go on up to your room.

I don't wanna see you
again until you leave

for school tomorrow!

I may kill you if I have to see you again.

♪ With my t-shirt on ♪

♪ Brought to the rhythm of my
favorite song, favorite song ♪

♪ Hands on my shoulders,
sliding to my legs ♪

♪ XO, XO, and then a smiley face ♪

♪ Can you feel it ♪

♪ Don't avoid that feeling ♪

♪ I know you can feel it ♪

♪ I need you to heal it ♪

♪ Come on let's float away
to my favorite place ♪

♪ Take a ride with me ♪

♪ To ectasy, let's float
away to my favorite place ♪

♪ Take a ride with me to ectasy, come on ♪

♪ Simple and cozy with my t-shirt on ♪

- [Announcer] All right,
well, how did we like

that number, ladies and gentlemen?

- Glad you came out.

I wasn't expecting.

- Yeah, I've been working too much.

I had to come out.

- Hey, well, my friends
turned me down tonight, and,

here I am.

I like your decision.

- Yeah.

- So.

What'd you think?

You have fun?

- Yeah.

I had a lot of fun.

- Come on, let's get
you back to Slaughter.

(laughing)

- Oh, my god.

- Wow.

- Man, I'm exhausted.

- I bet.

- Yeah, this is a good night.

(chuckles)

Well, uh, thanks for the ride, Ron.

- My pleasure.

(insects buzzing)

- Hey, uh, I gotta say, man,

I'm really happy I found a friend in you.

- Yeah, me too.

We should hang out some more some time.

- Of course.

Sounds good.

(chuckles)

- Take it easy.

- See you later.

(insects buzzing)

(rain falling)

(car starts up)

(waves crashing)

- [Agnes] Hey, Natasha?

Natasha?

- [Natasha] Yes, Granny?

- I have to go to Rehoboth
to the SNAP office

and explain why someone used my card.

I'll be back in a little while.

- Okay.

- I love your room.

- [Natasha] Thanks.

- Hey, you're, not like 16, are you?

I don't wanna get in trouble if you are.

- Okay, so,

I lied.

I'm 60.

(chuckles)
- Thank god.

Wow.

The view is incredible.

- Sorry, um,

I'm writing a poem in my mind about you?

- Yeah?

Let's hear it.

- Really?

- [Man] Yeah.

- Okay, um.

It goes like,

rising up in the sky,

a guy name Jason Julio, blocking the sun,

but filling my heart

with a love so bright,
it could replace the sun.

- I love it.

It's beautiful.

- Well, my English teacher
did tell me that I'm probably

going to grow up to be
something of a great writer.

- [Jason] I agree.

- Oh my god, you have to go.

My Granny's gonna be home any second.

- Okay.

(soft music)

- You really have to go.

Next time we'll meet
further down the beach.

- Stupid kids don't
tell me where they are.

I don't know where Tasha is.

I can't keep them safe if they
don't tell me where they are.

Stupid SNAP office.

Are you following me?

- I've been wanting to talk to you.

- About what?

- Don't play with me.

I know who you are.

- I'm nobody.

I'm just a simple person
leading a very small life.

- No.

I'm certain it is you.

You are the person we are looking for.

Show me your arm.

Show me your arm.

- No.

I will not show you my arm.

- We know everything about you.

Where you live, what you do.

What you do.

The game is over, Agnes.

The game is over, Agnes.

- What game?

There is no game.

You have the wrong person.

Good bye.

- We had you traced from Germany.

You pulled the switch.

- No.

You have the wrong person.

It wasn't me.

I did nothing.

Nothing.

I swear.

- We have testimonies.

We have testimonies.

They

remember you.

- No.

You have the wrong person.

- Agnes Schlepenstein.

We know who you are.

Why you fled Europe.

There are thousands of ghosts.

Thousands of ghosts.

Seeking you.

But we found you.

- Let me go.
- Go where?

Go where?

Back to the hell that you created

for millions of Jews, homosexuals,

and everyone else trying
to escape the slaughter?

The gas chambers.

- It

wasn't

me.

- You lie.

The hiding's over.

We found you.

- No.

(grunts)

(melancholy music)

(upbeat jazzy music)

- Hi, what's your name?

- Um, Agnes.

- Portsmith, nice to meet you.

- Nice to meet you.

- You have a pretty smile.

- Thank you.

(upbeat jazzy music)

- So how do you like my beach house?

You know, I'm really
glad you missed the train

in Wilmington that night.

(chuckles)

- You think it was destined?

I don't know.

- Yes, I mean, it was destined.

We were destined.

- Look, I hardly know you,
and, you know nothing about me.

I just shouldn't be here.

I don't know, I've just been
in America a few years now

and I still don't know what I'm doing.

Sometimes I think I
shouldn't be here at all.

Like, I should have
been killed in the war.

- I love you.

And I care about you.

- Look, um.

This is moving kind of fast.

- All right, uh,

can I get you a drink?

- I've been meaning to tell you something.

I fled Germany during the war.

- There's no turning back once you decide

to break the chains.

(soft orchestral music)

Agnes?

- I was raped continuously by soldiers.

And I never felt...

(melancholy orchestral music)

The Nazis tried to kill us all.

But I managed to escape Europe.

And I slept with the captain of a ship

in order to get to Delaware.

(sniffles)

I'm cold.

Hold me.

- Okay.

(melancholy orchestral music)

- I'm just

glad I'm here with you.

- I'm glad you're here
with me as well, Agnes.

- [Natasha] He saved her.

He gave her my home.

But, she never spoke about him,

at least not to me.

All I know about him is...

- Look, it matches what you're wearing.

- [Natasha] They found him
collapsed in the shallow tide

with a fist full of shells.

(playful music)

- [Gallagher] When you're around,

my heart's racing.

I don't know what it is.

- [Ron] Hm.

- Isn't that crazy?

- No.

It's not crazy.

(soft orchestral music)

Why'd you stop?

What's wrong?

- You kissed me.

- So what?

I thought we were in the moment?

- No, it's wrong.

I don't like guys, I'm not gay.

I like...

- It would be okay if you were.

- Absolutely not.

- It's totally cool, Gall.

I've been there.

I had a girl once in my life and,

well then I realized--

- Stop it.

No, it, it may be cool for
you, but it's not for me.

We can't do this.

- Why?

- Because.

I'm not a fag like you.

(waves crashing)

- Oh my god, JJ, you're back.

- [Jason] Hey.

- I haven't been able to
stop thinking about you.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

It gets me through the day.

I don't know how much longer
I can be away from you.

- [Jason] I feel the same way.

- Where's the goddamn gun?

(waves crashing)

What's goin' on here?

What are you doin' with my granddaughter?

- Granny, he's my friend.

- Oh bullshit, friend my ass.

You.

Get out of here.

- JJ, don't go.

- Oh.

What's he gonna do?

Get you pregnant?

Is that what you want?

You sick little bitch.

Like mother, like daughter.

- Whoa, we aint gotta
take this shit from you.

Get out of here before I have my guys

from New York come down here.

- You think you'll be alive that long?

- [Natasha] Granny, stop it.

- Oh, don't fucking Granny me.

You, get your ass back in that house.

Now, you stupid girl.

You, get the hell out of here.

- All right.

I'm going.

Next time I'll come prepared.

- Another word out of your mouth
and you'll eat this bullet.

Go on, get the fuck out of here.

And you stay away from my granddaughter.

Stupid kids.

Can't keep 'em safe.

Can't control 'em anymore.

(mumbles)

(clapping)

- Great job.

- [Agnes] You're back again?

- I admire the violence in you.

- You know what?

I tried to get away from it,

but the violence was always inside of me.

I need to get home, let me go.

- You can't go.

The clock has run out.

- The clock?

The sky, the moon, the shore,
my stupid grandchildren.

Nothing makes any sense.

(dramatic music)

- You need to come with me.

- I'm nothing.

Nothing.

- You participated in the genocide.

- I was

just, just someone that followed orders.

Leave me alone.

I need to go back to my house.

- It's over.

You can't escape it.

- It's all about escaping.

And surviving.

I'm done with fighting
in the name of religion

and killing for whatever god.

- What you did has nothing to do with god.

- You shouldn't have come back.

But I'm gonna set you free.

(gunshot)
(grunts)

(melancholy music)

Everything happens so fast.

World War II pushed us all into madness.

- [Man] You pulled the switches--

- I pulled the switches where
the switches were pulled.

(gunshot)

(melancholy music)

Rest in peace, bastard.

Tasha?

I don't want you seeing
that hoodlum anymore.

You stay away from him, you hear me?

Stay away.

(sobbing)

(waves crashing)

- Okay, Agnes.

Broiler's all fixed now.

Time for me to go fishin'.

- Thank you Dave.

Did you take care of what I asked?

- Regarding what?

- Down by the beach.

- Oh yeah.

Found one of these for ya.

- Oh, good, thank you.

I've been looking for that all morning.

- Not a problem.

- Thanks again, Dave.

Have a good day.

- [Dave] Take care.

(phone dialing)

- [Answering Machine] Record
your message after the tone.

(beeps)

- [Gallagher] I'm extremely sorry.

I called you a fag, but,
I just, I've never felt

this way before.

Growing up, I, I never
made any new friends.

When I met you for the first time,

it was something special.

I'm not sure what it was, but,

you really made me
comfortable, with myself.

I don't know.

I think I just wanted to
tell you how sorry I am.

(soft music)

- Don't you have work?

- Uh, no, I'm off.

- You know, it's been a
really long time since

we all had dinner together.

- I'm really sorry, but,
me and a few friends

are going out tonight.

But we can always have
dinner some other day.

(melancholy orchestral music)

- Stupid kids.

I can't control them no more.

I can't keep them safe.

I don't know how.

- What?

Did you say somethin'?

- No.

Nothing.

I'm halfway through making lunch.

I'll let you know when it's ready.

(soft orchestral music)

(rock music)

Gallagher?

Gallagher?

Why did you make this choice?

- It's not what you think, Granny.

It's not like it's a choice that I made.

- I didn't raise you this way.

I sure know you made this choice.

- My personality was
predetermined within the first

six weeks I was born, and,

and nobody can change that.

- Oh fuck that science shit.

Maybe your mother left
you here because she knew

you were a faggot.

- No, are you kidding me, Granny?

Of course not.

It's just, that's who I
am, it's how I'm wired.

- Oh you son of a bitch.

- Stop, you can't be
treating me like this.

- Let me tell you something,
you little piece of shit.

I didn't raise you that way,

and I can't keep you safe.

I don't want any faggots in my house,

so just, just get out.

Just get out, go!

Just leave!

Go on.

Get.

(melancholy orchestral music)

What are you lookin' at?

Get your ass in your room.

(melancholy orchestral music)

- You're early.

(melancholy orchestral music)

(phone dialing)

(melancholy orchestral music)

- [Dave] Hey, Tasha, how you doin'?

- Uh, hey David.

I'm okay, how are you?

- You don't look so good.

You want me to, uh, take
Granny out in the middle

of the bay in the dinghy and keelhaul her?

- Thanks, David.

Um, I gotta go.

- All right then, you have
yourself a nice night.

You know where to find me.

- Okay.

You too.

Thanks.

- [Dave] Bye now.

(melancholy orchestral music)
(waves crashing)

(melancholy orchestral music)

- You're really early today, Gall.

Is everything okay?

- My Granny.

She kicked me out of the house.

- What happened?

You don't have anywhere to stay?

- I don't know.

One minute, she wants
a nice family dinner.

And then the next...

She always hated us.

I don't know why.

- Gall.

I wonder if you could do something for me.

- Sure, Shawn.

- I'm trying to rent out
one of my properties.

But it needs a little work.

A little painting here and there.

Would you be able to stay
out there a while and

help me fix it up?

- You mean it?

- [Shawn] I sure do.

Now you still have to
come out here and work

but I'm thinking you can
stay there and help me

fix it up, and when it's
ready, you can rent it, too.

- Thank you.

- No problem.

Hey listen.

Take good care of it, will ya?

(students chattering)

- [Jason] Hey there.

How are you?

- Um.

I don't really feel like going out today.

I'm sorry.

- Okay.

Is everything all right?

- My brother.

It's complicated.

- Got ya.

Let's go up the road.

I left something in my motel
I wanted to give to you.

- Give to me?

Why?

- You're my special girl.

I wanted to make sure I
gave it to you before I

move to Wilmington.

I got a job.

- Oh my god, Jason, congratulations.

What's the job?

- I'm working a crew member
on an industrial paint job.

- Painting what?

- You know the big gas
tanks down by the river?

- Yeah, of course, you're painting those?

- Hell yeah.

You know, one day, they're gonna blow up

and kill us all.

One day, just, boom.

Delaware Shore, gone.

- That's ridiculous.

- I read the news.

- Where, the internet?

- Yeah.

- Everything on the internet
is like basically a lie.

People make up stories and
sent them around the world.

- Well, today, I believe
I'm with the prettiest,

and the smartest girl in the entire world.

- Yeah well, I'm sneaking out,

so I kind of gotta get back soon.

- Okay.

I'll tell you what.

I'll take you up 13 North,
and I'll let you out

at the beach, you can walk back.

Your Granny will never know.

Okay.

(engine revs)

(soft music)

Don't worry.

I got somethin' for ya.

(soft music)

(sniffs)

Here.

Sniff this.

- Is that?

- It won't hurt you.

It'll make you feel all
warm and fuzzy inside.

Like the sweetness you are.

- Maybe you should take me home.

- Take you home?

Don't you love me?

I love you.

Came down here, showed you some attention.

Saved you from your fuckin' Granny.

Could have turned my
back when we first met.

Tossed you right back in the ocean like

some fuckin' chum, let
the sharks devour you.

Like Agnes, you don't care about you.

- This just isn't what I wanted.

Please take me home.

- Yeah, I'll take you home.

(dramatic music)

Take this off.

(grunting)

Sniff it.

(sniffs)
(coughs)

(heavy breathing)

- [Natasha] JJ was supposed
to be this hero for me.

The Romeo in my teenage love story, but,

as it turns out, Romeos pretty
much do whatever they want

and Juliets are left to
deal with the consequences.

- Tasha?

I love you.

- Tasha, are you okay?

(children playing)

Here.

(children playing)

Any better?

- Yeah.

- Natasha, you don't look good.

Is everything okay?

- I'm late.

- [Girl] What?

What are you talking about, what's wrong?

- Like, late, late.

- Oh god.

I mean, how sure are you?

Have you taken a test?

Did you call a doctor?

Okay.

Okay, okay.

We'll go home first and
then we'll take a test.

- My Granny's gonna be there.

- It's okay, we can do it at my house.

Okay?

Come on, it'll be okay.

It's gonna be okay.

Let's go.
(children playing)

(birds chirping)

(door opens)

It's positive.

(dramatic music)

I'm so sorry, Tasha.

- My first time?

(melancholy music)

- Don't worry about it.

It can't be that bad, we'll figure it out.

(Natasha sighs)

- Hey.

Why are you so late?

- Uh, I went to Erica's to study.

- Erica?

I never knew you had any friends.

You always study at home.

- Granny, enough questions.

I have a test to study for.

- You kids never listen.

You never listen!

(sighs)

I could strangle you
both with my bare hands,

if only I had the strength.

- Hey, what's up?

- Jason, I'm pregnant.

- You're pregnant?

(laughs)

Wow.

I hope you're gonna get rid of it.

- Why are you laughing?

You're being weird.

- What am I supposed to do?

Celebrate?

You were supposed to be on the pill.

- The pill?

What?

- You lied to me.

We can't afford a kid.

Get rid of it.

- Okay, I never lied to you.

We never even talked about the pill.

I wasn't even ready.

You pushed me.

- You know what?

It's okay.

I know someone.

We can get rid of it, don't worry.

- You know what, I don't
need this right now.

Good bye.

- [Jason] Tasha?

Tasha.

- [Gallagher] Hey Tasha.

Is everything okay?

- [Natasha] I mean, I can't raise a baby.

I can't.

(children playing)

- Don't worry.

Everything is going to be fine.

- How are you?

Sign in for me please, and
we'll be right with you.

- [Natasha] Thank you.

- You're welcome.

(phone rings)

- Tasha?

We'll see you now.

(soft orchestral music)

(machines beeping)

Okay, just head straight back that way.

The doctor's waiting for you.

- [Doctor] Hi, I'm Dr. Salem.

If you just wanna step in,
take a seat up in the chair.

(soft music)

All right, so right here is the uterus,

and then that little flickering?

That's the baby's heartbeat.

- Its heartbeat?

- [Doctor] Mhm.

- Heartbeat.

He has a heartbeat.

(sighs)

- Gallagher.

Tasha?

What's wrong?

What's going on?

- [Gallagher] It's okay, Tasha.

- [Agnes] What's the matter?

- Granny--
- Oh, don't Granny me.

What's the matter?

- I made a mistake.

- [Agnes] A mistake?

What kind of mistake?

- I'm gonna have a baby.

- No.

You haven't finished school
yet, and you're knocked up?

Who is it?

It's that scumbag from
the beach, wasn't it?

Wasn't it?

Tell me now--

- Agnes, are you mad?

She's you're granddaughter.

- Thank you for that
information, Mr. Faggot.

You can't stay here.

I can't take care of you anymore.

It's not safe here.

- [Gallagher] Come on Tasha.

(rain falling)

- [Natasha] I just,

I don't understand how she can
just throw us out like that.

I knew she'd be mad.

This is just...

- Forget about her.

We'll figure something out.

- Tasha and Gallagher should be here soon.

It's almost dinner time.

(knocking)

Is that you Tasha?

Gallagher?

- Tasha?

Gallagher?

Is that your grandchildren?

Oh.

They're gone.

You don't have to worry
about them anymore.

- [Agnes] No.

They're coming back.

They're my grandchildren.

- You did to them what
you did to your own people

during the war.

You should have been
exterminated with the rest

of the Jews in Europe.

- [Agnes] No, no.

- [Rudolph] Game over now, Agnes.

We have witnesses.

There is no escaping.

(speaks foreign language)

(dramatic music)

- I can't have this baby.

(phone dialing)

- Come on, pick up.

(phone dialing)

- [Answering Machine] Please
leave your message for--

(sighs)

(birds chirping)

- Okay.

Porch is clean, crib is fixed.

I'm headed out.

- Thank you Dave.

My grandchildren can come and not see that

lying on the porch.

- My pleasure.

You're all dressed up.

You going out somewhere today?

- No.

I have a friend visiting
today from Europe.

My best friend.

- Nice.

Hope you have fun.

- [Agnes] Thank you for
all your help, Dave.

- My pleasure.

- Have a good day.

- I've been thinking a lot lately.

Can I take care of this baby?

I mean, I don't know if
my life is ever going to

get any better.

Maybe we're better off without each other.

- Wait.

You can't seriously be thinking of going

in that direction.

- It's hard to explain, Erica.

- Natasha.

- I'm getting an abortion.

I'm gonna go home and talk to
Gallagher about it tonight.

- [Erica] But Tasha--

- [Natasha] And we'll
figure out the details.

- [Agnes] I'm glad at
least you came, Regina.

- I don't see your grandchildren.

The last time we met, you told
me Gall is a grown up kid.

- [Agnes] Gall is big and strong.

He's a life guard now.

I'm so proud of him.

He can take care of himself.

- [Regina] What about Tasha?

- I'm worried about Tasha.

She doesn't know anything
and she's pregnant now.

- You never told me this.

Is everything all right?

- Yeah.

- Tasha, you home?

- [Regina] Where are they?

- [Agnes] Oh, it's been
a few weeks since they've

been around.

- [Regina] What?

Did they leave you, or
you kicked them out?

- No.

Never.

They're all I have.

I just want to protect
them, to keep them safe.

That's all I've ever done.

(sobbing)
(slow, dramatic music)

- Tasha, why would you do this?

(slow, dramatic music)
(sobbing)

Let me see, let me see.

(sobbing)
(melancholy music)

- I'll see you next year.

Next time, I'll bring
some gifts for the baby.

- You're so kind hearted, Regina.

Thank you for stopping by.

Have a safe flight.

- Tasha.

I always thought you were,

I still think that you're brave.

- Granny kicked me out and
now I'm becoming a burden

for you and I really just
don't think I deserve

to be alive anymore.

- None of this is your fault.

Nobody deserves to feel like this.

And forget about everybody else.

The only person you need
to worry about is yourself.

I know one thing for sure.

You will never have to
do this by yourself.

I'll always be here for you.

I'm your brother.

I love you.

- I'm sorry, Gall.

Thank you.

(soft music)

- Gall, I know something's bothering you.

What is it?

- I'm not feeling 100% these days, Shawn.

- Well I can clearly see that.

- What if I'm not who I thought I was?

I feel like I'm just trying to figure out

who I wanna be with.

- Does it have anything to do with Ron?

- No.

Maybe.

- Do you think about Ron a lot?

- What if it means I'm--
- Gay?

- Sometimes, I can't even say that word.

- Why?

- Because.

Being that is wrong.

Or, at least that's what people think.

- Well I don't think that way.

In fact, I'm sure it's not true.

- How do you know that?

- Because if being gay is who you are,

then it must be good,
because you are good.

- I wish it could be that simple.

Ron.

(soft music)

Ron.

You're here.

(soft music)

- Yeah.

Waiting for you.

- How long?

- The last five hours.

- I, I can't explain what
I've been going through.

I was okay, and, and
then my sister came here.

I started feelin' different.

I had nobody else to open up to.

I wasn't sure.

I was stupid.

I know I hurt you.

I just didn't know what to do, and,

I'm really sorry Ron.

- You don't have to explain.

I've been there.

Unfortunately, the world
isn't accepting of us.

(soft music)

- My heart.

- Is it racing?

(soft orchestral music)

- Tasha.

This is Ron.

- Hey.

- Hi.

- It's really, really nice to meet you.

- Same here.

- You guys are cute.

(laughing)

- And um, but, you know,
I met Gallagher officially

at the coffee shop, and uh--

- [Natasha] Officially?

- We don't need to go into details unless

you wanna tell her?

- He allegedly stalked me
when I was life guarding, but,

it's nothing that matters.

- [Natasha] Oh cute.

- See Tasha?

It'll no trouble at all for me and Ron

to take care of Alex.

- Yeah.

We'd love to.

- You guys.

It didn't get easier.

People stared.

But then one day...

- [Nurse] Another big push.

(grunting)

There you go.

- [Natasha] And there was my son.

And he was beautiful.

I love my son so much,

but I do often think back, you know,

if I had known how hard things
were going to be for us,

would I have made that choice?

And if I'm honest with myself,
I don't think that I would.

(soft music)

I had to work.

So, I pushed myself.

My brother pushed me,
too, and supported me.

The first couple of years
that I was a travel writer,

I had to travel a lot.

I would be gone for weeks at a time.

Ron and Gall really
stepped up and, you know,

stood by me through that.

More importantly, they stood by my son.

- What's up Alex?

- Today I have a football game
with Team Falcons at school.

I'm so excited, and also, scared.

We lost to them in the last game.

We're gonna take revenge
for the last match.

We're gonna crush the Team Falcons.

- Alex, remember what I told you?

It's only about having
fun and playing hard.

Love you kid.

Hey Ron.

Is it okay if you take him
to his bus stop this morning?

- [Natasha] I'm really lucky to have them.

They're basically like the
fathers he'll never have.

It boggles my mind that
there are people out there

who would never accept them.

- Have a great day, guys.

(sighs)

- So many hotels in this
town that I'm new to.

- Where are you from?

- I'm from Hyderabad.

- Where's that?

Pakistan?

- No, it's in India.

South India.

Well, my parents moved here
long back on a lottery visa,

and, uh, I used to live
with my aunt back there.

I recently moved here.

- Oh that's cool.

I don't know much about India except--

(phone ringing)
Oh excuse me.

I have to take this.

- Not again Tasha.

Come on, please tell me not again.

- I'm sorry Gall.

One of my colleagues dropped
out at the last minute.

I had to take this assignment.

- You know if you don't
show up in a couple weeks,

Alex is gonna kill us.

- I'm sure he will.

This trip is going to be very short.

I will be there in a
couple weeks, I'm positive.

- By the way, where is
your new assignment at?

- In D.C.

- So, another three months then?

- Shut up Gall.

How's my baby?

- Alex?

He's doing great.

He's loving school and football
season just started and--

- I miss watching him play.

Oh, how's Ron doing?

- [Gallagher] Ron's doing okay.

- [Natasha] Well, tell him I love him too.

- Okay.

Oh and I think I may be
visiting D.C. next weekend.

My buddy, he's getting married there.

- [Natasha] Oh cool, well
I guess I'll see you then.

If not, I will be there in two weeks.

Okay, bye Gall.

- Hello, welcome to the Dorsay.

We're usually busy this time

with the big conventions we've had.

We'll drop your bag off here.

- Good afternoon, can
I have your last name?

- Schlepenstein.

- Okay, looks like you're
already checked in.

Here are your keys.

Enjoy your evening.

- Thanks.

(chairs scrapes)

(sighs)

(sighs)

(typing)
(knocking)

(slow, dramatic music)

How did you find me here?

- It really wasn't that
difficult, Natasha.

I didn't wanna stay alone
anymore on Slaughter Beach.

I thought you kids would come back.

But you never did.

- You filled us with hate.

You threw us out.

How could you expect us to come back?

- I didn't even know you were going.

You didn't even say good bye.

- You ruined up.

You kicked us out.

We were just kids.

- Shh.

Shut up and listen.

I was there when your mother dumped you

and your brother off.

We were all left to die alone
there on Slaughter Beach.

- It was you.

It was you who asked us to leave.

You couldn't accept us, either one of us.

- You're still a little bitch,

and your brother,
Gallagher, is just a faggot.

- Stop it, stop it!

Please leave me alone,
just leave me alone.

(dramatic orchestral music)

(birds chirping)

My hand stretches out,

and I feel my fingers grasping,

folding back upon themselves
like slender claws

of an unknown elder.

Tearing some ancient inside
of me filled with anger,

choking, denying,

wanting, knowing,

stretching, to escape or surrender.

(people chattering)

Can I help you?

- Oh, I'm okay.

- It's really okay, let me help.

I'm Tasha.

- Oh, my name is Benne Regina.

Oh, Tasha's such a beautiful name.

Is that short for Natasha?

- It is.

- I knew many Natasha's during the war.

Such a terrible, terrible war.

If we don't share our story,

people will forget what happened.

- I'm a writer.

I would be absolutely
humbled if you would sit

down with me and tell me.

- Yes, of course.

- If it's okay, I'd love to do it now.

(soft piano music)

Thanks so much.

I'm sorry, I just needed
a minute to get my,

you know, note taking stuff.

It's okay if I take notes, right?

- Yes, yes, yes.

Would you like some tea?

- Um, I'm okay, thank you.

- Okay, okay.

- Well I'd love to start
at the very beginning.

Um, where were you born, and when?

- I was born in Slovakia
in October of 1929.

- What was it like there?

- My mother, she worked in a library,

and my father, he was a dentist.

Oh, we had a beautiful
apartment in a very nice

part of town.

And then one day we were forced to leave.

Oh.

"A day without Jews, let
them be sent to the ghettos.

"Good bye Jews."

That's what they would yell.

Oh, it was a horrible time.

We weren't allowed to walk in the streets,

and people would stare.

We had to wear yellow stars of David sewn

on our clothing.

And if we were seen without it,

we would have been shot.

And if I had known what was before us,

I would have rather have been shot

than sent to the camps.

It was 1942, and all the Jewish
girls were being rounded up

for the soldiers at the front.

Papa decided we would
hide in the outhouse.

Oh, it smelled terrible in there.

He said the German soldiers
wouldn't look there,

and I would hide and make myself so small,

and I could hear my heart pound.

But even though I could still
hear the sound of the boots

of the soldiers, the Gestapo,
the Nazis as they came down

the street.

After a few months, they found us,

and we were taken to the camps.

On the first day there, we were tattooed.

And then I knew, we were
no longer human beings.

Animals.

Every day, I would see
75 to 100 people die.

(sobbing)

- And um,

what about your family?

Your mother, your father?

- They sacrificed their
lives to keep me safe.

Sacrificed by fire.

My entire family was burned,
and I was hauled away.

- Hauled away?

- To serve the German
military at the front.

I think you understand.

My father was killed.

My family taken from me.

Six million people died.

And I survived.

And I asked God, "Why me?"

And then I realized, God
wanted me to tell my story

so people wouldn't forget.

(soft orchestral music)

- I'm so sorry if I made you
talk about anything that...

- Oh, I need to testify.

And as long as God gives me strength,

I will make testimony.

- Thank you so much for
sharing your story with me.

- You look so familiar to me.

At the camps, there
was a young girl there.

She wrote poems.

Oh, beautiful poems.

Her name was Agnes.

Why do I remember that
after so many years?

Oh.

I'm sure if she survived,
she would have been a writer

just like you.

(soft orchestral music)

- It's human nature to
violent toward each other

in the process of survival.

It seems like the general attitude now is,

"I have my own burdens.

"Why should I help someone
else carry theirs?"

And, worse, we've become desensitized

to other people's pain.

(knocking)

Oh, hey Gall.

How was the wedding?

- Hey, it was okay.

Wow, nice room.

Are you ready to see Alex next weekend?

- I wanna see Granny.

- After everything she put us through?

- Yes, she was hateful toward us.

She was mean, but.

- Is it really you talking?

- Maybe she went through
something that made her

incapable of showing love.

- Really?

- Maybe we just didn't understand her.

I don't think we even ever really tried.

I mean, did we?

Okay, think about it.

Really think about it.

If there was no Granny,
where would we be right now?

I mean, we were abandoned
by our own mother.

We don't know what our mother looks like.

We don't even know who our father is.

What would have happened to
us if it weren't for Granny?

I mean, we could have been split up.

And we never even had to give
any of that a second thought.

I mean, if nothing else, a
little love and appreciation

from her grandkids, and to
meet her great grandson?

- You're right.

We wanted out of that
house for so long, and,

well we did, eventually, but,

she deserves more.

Do you think she'll forgive us?

- I don't know.

I really think we need
to forgive each other.

- Delaware's only a two
hour drive from here.

(soft music)

(waves crashing)
(soft music)

(soft orchestral music)

- [Natasha] Granny?

- Granny, you home?

I'll go check upstairs.

(soft orchestral music)

I couldn't find her.

Are you okay?

Look, she could've just went out,

or she's by the beach, or somethin'.

- Um.

Um.

Yeah, yeah, let's go check out there.

(soft orchestral music)

(crunching)

Gall?

(soft orchestral music)

David.

- David, have you seen Agnes?

- Hey guys.

I haven't seen Agnes since you
guys moved out of the house.

- We just found these over there.

- You know, I heard a bunch of people
at the end of the beach

saying that someone
got picked up by an ambulance.

It could be her.

- Thank you.

(people chattering)

(machine beeping)

- Mama.

Mama!

- Hey sweetie.

(machine beeping)

- Who's this old lady?

- That is your mommy's grandma.

(machine beeping)

Granny?

(machine beeping)

(soft music)

I'm sorry.

We'll come home.

We won't leave you again, okay?

(machine beeping)
(soft music)

Alex, sweetie.

This is Alexander, your great grandson.

(soft music)
(machine beeping)

(heavy breathing)
(machine beeping rapidly)

- We are all forgiving, sister.

(heavy breathing)

- You will never have a
home by the sea, Agnes.

(dramatic music)

- Gall, go get the doctor.

(machine beeping rapidly)

Whatever I am today, it's in large part

thanks to my Granny and
everything that she endured.

So in a way, this book is her testimony

and it's dedicated to her.

I'm really thankful to
her for giving me a home

to return to.

That gives me courage.

Life is like the ocean.

It constantly hits you with waves, but,

you'll never really know
what's out there for you

unless you have the courage
to lose sight of the shore.

(audience applauding)

(soft orchestral music)

(soft orchestral music)

- [Agnes' Father] Agnes?

(soft orchestral music)

(waves crashing)

(inspirational rock music)

(operatic music)

(operatic music)

(operatic music)

(inspirational operatic music)