All language subtitles for Yester.Years..2023.1080p.WEB-DL.DDP2.0.H264-AOC

(film stripping)

(dramatic music)

- Here you go, hon.

At least we still have hot water.

(siren wailing)

Don't worry, Cynthia.

I know things suck right now,

but everything will be fine, okay?

I've been making good tips in my delivery job.

And earlier today I got the dog some food.

And look, this Friday,

I'll take care of the electric bill

and get us some groceries.

I mean, it won't be file mignon or anything fancy,

but definitely better than noodles in a cup.

- Oh, great.

And what about the rent
from last month that's overdue?

Plus this month's rent will be due within a week.

And we can't ask your folks for money again.

It's just embarrassing.

And we can't ask my mom.
She has her own financial issues.

- Well, I mean, I knew we couldn't rely on 'em forever.

It's all part of growing up.

But look, if you take care of last month's rent,

that's overdue.

I'll take care of this months, all right?

- Sure, fine.

- Baby, things will turn out for the best, all right?

Soon, you'll see, though-

- You'll see what, Troy,

how empty our checking and savings will be.

Or, oh, let me guess how our crappy band will make it big.

I mean, come on.

I went to college.

I had a 4.0 GPA I shouldn't be working waiting tables.

- You didn't count the layoff that happened.

- It wasn't just that.

It's all about connections to bigger cities.

This place is just a toilet.

- I mean, you're not alone, babe.

I mean, you forget what I do for a living.

I deliver pizza and hot wings on a daily basis.

That's no more glamorous than working at a diner.

- Yeah, but you didn't go to college.

So it's a little different.

- And what does that mean?

So, because I didn't go to college,

I deserve to work at crummy job?

- No, it is just that I have an education

and a higher knowledge than the average person...

Just forget it, Troy.

I'm tired, okay?

Long day at work

and I didn't expect to come home with no lights on.

- Listen, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry If I disappoint you in any way it's,

it's that's never my intention, okay?

I love you, okay?

And I'll always take care of us.

I mean, hey, could be worse.

I could be the intentionally unemployed boyfriend

whose sole purpose is just broke on focus on the band.

But I realized that just a side gig.

That's why I'm being a pizza delivery driver.

- Yeah, but we still struggle with both jobs combined.

Look, this was my life growing up with my mom.

She worked two or three jobs. I'd rarely see her.

And when I did,

she just get drunk in bed crying herself to sleep.

That's why I went to college

to get a degree in something that I love to do,

and ideally get a good paying job

so I could kiss a lower class a goodbye.

But no matter how many times
I tried putting a step forward

I'm pushed 10 steps back.

- Honey, I'm sorry

I never knew all that.

- You can have my noodles.

I'm not hungry.

(siren wailing)

- You want mommy's noodles, Ripley?

Me neither.

(dramatic music)

Hey, Cynthia.

- What is it Troy? I'm trying to sleep.

- Oh, sorry.

I didn't know you were asleep.

Anyway, you know, I was thinking.

- Um-hmm, I have to work at 6:00 AM tomorrow

and I'm not in the mood.

- Um, that's not what I was talking about.

I mean, it was on the back of my mind.

- Forget it, dude.

Plus I don't have any birth control pills.

And so help me, God, if we ended up with a baby.

- Oh no, I'm sorry.

That's, let me back up.

That's not what I meant.

I was looking for some graphic designer jobs for you.

And I found a couple in the area.

One at Sacred concepts.

- Wow, Cynthia, your resume is certainly interesting.

I see you've worked mainly in retail and food service.

Your graphic design gigs have been minimal.

One of which is for a barbecue food truck.

I know it's a little cartoony,

but that's how they wanted it to look.

- Ms. Curry,

we here at Sacred Concepts
work for high paying clients,

not low level businesses.

So I am afraid you don't quite
fit our company's aesthetic.

That will be all.

(clip banging)

- Yeah, I already applied to those.

Didn't fit their aesthetic.

- Oh, I'm sorry.

Well, can't blame a guy for trying, huh?

- A for effort.

- Actually, you know what, my buddy Ryan,

he ran into Boyd the other day.

- Boyd Matheson?

- That's the only Boyd we know of.

Anyway, he's a big time film producer.

He is making a film he is next project in the,

in our woods where our tree is

that I carved our initials in.

- Yeah. Yeah. What's going on up there with him?

- I think he's making the documentary about nature.

Or maybe it was a historical piece.

- Well, good for him.

I always knew he'd make it big.

- Well, you see, that's why I wanted to tell you

'cause I knew it would give you a boost of hope.

- Hmm-mm, it does.

Well, good night.

- Good night.

(alarm buzzing)

(phone bangs)

- Ugh. Where the hell did I put the aspirin in?

- Don't you want to eat first, honey?

I mean, you don't wanna take on empty stomach.

- Troy. I'm literally gonna be 10 minutes late as it is.

Oh, there it is.

- Made you some cereal.

Hey, hon. Did the diner change their uniform policy?

- What?

Oh no. I left my uniform in my locker there.

Look, gotta go. Thanks for the coffee.

- All right. Have a nice day.

Do you want her cereal, Ripley?

Yeah. Me neither.

(Cynthia sighs)

- Hi, it's Cynthia.

I'm sorry, but I won't be able to come into work today.

I've been throwing up all morning

and I think it was something that I ate, okay.

Sorry again.

(dramatic music)

- All right, now no peeking.

- How could I peek? You're covering my eyes.

- Good point.

- Oh my God, Troy.

- That is so sweet.

- Well, what can I say? I love you.

- I love you too.

(birds chirping)

(duck quaking)

- That's the cut everyone.

You know, I just want a sweeping crane shot

to really capture the essence of the film.

- Well, we couldn't afford that in the budget.

We have a budget,

given all the cost of everything else besides,

this is just a documentary,

not "Gone With the Wind" or "King Kong."

- Let's break for lunch.

Somebody gimme a burger.

- Yeah, that's in the budget.

- Hey.

- I'm sorry. Miss, do you have your sag card?

- Oh, I'm sorry, Boyd.

It's me, Cynthia Curry from school.

- I'm just messing with you, Cindy.

How could I not remember you? So good to see you.

(duck quaking)

- This is the life Boyd.

I always knew you'd reach this point in your career.

- Yeah.

- If only I could've.

- Oh, come on, Cindy.

You sound like an 80 year old woman. You're still young.

Not like there's time travel or anything.

It's just a present.

- Ugh, yeah.

But imagine if there was,

just a way to go back to yester years,

make certain changes that can make your life better.

- Well, our documentary is titled "Yester Years,"

so if you mention it again,

I'll have to charge you five bucks.

(both laughing)

- But no, seriously.

What if you could, would you change anything.

(duck quaking)

- Maybe attend some concerts that I missed?

Or are you talking about rewriting history?

- The latter.

- The immortal questions.

Of course, realizing that if I changed

an historical event back then,

it could have a greater change
of events for everyone else.

- I saw it "Back to the Future Two" smart ass.

Whole space, time continuum, yada yada.

But no, let's just say hypothetically.

- I don't know, honestly, just little moments.

I like to relive a game like my old roommate's parties.

Those were some fun nights.

- If only.

- Hmm-mm

- The week after that last party I changed what I did.

You had just gone off to LA.

I stayed with Troy because we had done a small show.

Our band played for 10 people.

But we thought it was a great start.

I should have gone with you to LA.

Life was simple and happy when I was with you.

- Hey, Cindy, I'm beyond flattered.

It's not like Troy's beating you or anything, right?

- I don't know.

We just struggle with bills and such.

- So did my wife and die, but we managed.

- Oh my God.

I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to come off desperate.

You feel like an idiot.

- No, no.

Don't call yourself that.

Like I said, I'm beyond flattered.

Listen, once this documentary is wrapped,

maybe I can see if we need any graphic designer.

- Mr. Matheson, we need you back on set.

- As always, duty calls.

Look, it was fun catching up with you.

Are you gonna be all right?

- Yeah, totally Boyd.

You know me, I adapt to survive.

(water whirling)

(birds chirping)

(Cindy coughing)

Shouldn't have taken that aspirin.

Ugh!

Fucking smooth, Cindy.

If only I could go back in time,

I could tell myself not to punch a tree.

(birds chirping)

(ethereal music)

(ambient music)

- You should have that looked at kiddo.

- It's nothing.

Thanks, mom.

I didn't know you worked here.

- I work nights when I'm not waiting tables at the diner.

Haven't seen you in there either. Come to think of it.

I agree, the food is shit.

- (chuckles) Well, the food at my diner isn't any better.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to not come visit.

- Yeah, you always don't mean it to not come

or even call me.

So what happened to your hand?

That boyfriend of yours didn't hit you, did he?

- No, no, no. He's not like that.

It's just, I lost my temper.

- Must have been quite a temper.

I don't remember you trying to hit me

or the walls when you were a kid.

- It's nothing.

Just struggling to get by as all.

Troy isn't really helping.

And I just wish things had
big differences since college.

- You're preaching to the choir, kiddo.

I'm working two jobs.

You don't see my knuckles bloody.

- Forget it. I knew you wouldn't understand.

- Oh, sit down, Cindy, talk to me.

- Why? So you can lay some guilt trip on me.

- Cynthia,

I am not trying to lecture you or beat you down, honey.

I'm your mother.

And frankly, we've been
through some similar incidences,

you and I.

Whether you wanna admit it or not.

I'm just trying to relate to your problem

so you don't feel alone.

(ambient music)

- I was just gonna get a cheap beer.

- It's on the house.

I understand, we all wish we could go back in time

and change things in the past

so that in the present and the future,

we would all be wealthy and loved, right?

Sometimes fate is inevitable.

And even if we were able to go back and change things,

doesn't mean that it wouldn't
repeat in a different form.

That's why I try not to give
a shit and just live in the now

and make a better tomorrow.

Even if it is just me and my two dogs.

It's a living.

- But I had so much promise in college.

I was getting great at my craft.

I could've had a great connection with Boyd.

He would've gotten into a higher paying gig,

and we would've been happier

instead of struggling like Troy and I, I mean, mom,

you can't tell me you wish things could be different.

Like if you hadn't dropped outta college and had...

- And what had you?

Are you saying you wish I didn't have you?

- Oh, well, no. Not exactly.

- You know what? I admit it.

I wish I had taken night courses. To be honest.

I wish your sperm donor hadn't run off

and been an actual father.

But don't dare ask me if I would take away my only child.

(ambient music)

You haven't learned this by now, Cindy.

You will eventually, I'm gonna tell you,

life is a toxic, unfair son of a bitch.

And it's gonna hand you things

that you didn't want or count on.

And in that instance, you can't escape it.

You can only make the best of it.

In time, you recognize the blessings.

- [Owner] Lita, you got customers.

- Yeah. Yeah. I see 'em, I'm coming.

Anyway, that's just my 2 cents.

You hang in there.

I gotta get back to work.

(dramatic music)

(birds chirping)

- Smart thinking Troy,

leave the lights on so we can barely afford

next month's bill.

(paper rustling)

(dramatic music)

(ethereal music)

(Cindy breathing heavily)

Oh my God.

It actually happened.

I'm back in my old room.

Thank you, God.

Time to make things right.

- Congrats on your first place, Cynthia.

- Oh, thanks so much.

(dramatic music)

- May I have an autograph, miss?

- Boyd.

- Geez.

What, the hug like that you act like I haven't seen you

in a month.

- Oh yeah, duh.

It just feels that way, you know?

- Well, I did have fun last night at the party.

- The party. That's right, the party.

Seriously, we have to do that again.

Maybe not with the whole party in the background,

but just us.

- Well, since it's just us, I got some news for you.

I just found out this morning,

at the end of the month after graduation,

I have a paid internship out in LA.

It's through a friend of my uncle

working on a studio that's low budget,

it's not Warner or Universal, but it's a start.

- That's right.

I'm so happy for you.

- What do you mean that's right?

I didn't tell you about it until just now, Cindy.

- Sorry.

What I meant to say was,

I always knew you'd land something out there.

- Your continuous encouragement means the world.

And look at you having your work on display.

And this can look great on a resume.

- What if I come with you?

I'm sure I could find something out there.

- You do that.

What about Troy?

- Oh, Troy. Geez.

Look, he's just someone I dated for a couple months.

We aren't even that serious to be honest.

- That's news to me.

I heard you two were in a band.

- Yeah, I was a singer.

But the band is some punk rock band that sucks.

- Hey, now don't talk down on punk.

You'd be surprised. I'm actually a fan of punk.

- No, no, no.

This isn't like the Ramones Sex Pistols or Misfits.

Think new punk rock like
Walmart version of Green Day.

- Or Modern Green Day.

(both laughing)

- What the fuck?

- Troy, I don't know what to say.

- I'll give you two a moment.

- Wait, Boyd. It's fine.

- No, it's not fine, all right?

Look, I care about you,

but I don't wanna be the other guy or rebound.

(upbeat music)

- Sorry man.

(upbeat music)

- You know it's bad enough
that you ditch on band practice

to go to a party last night.

- Look Troy,

it's just that I'm working before my career right now.

- And but that's not what hurts the most.

It's pretending to be with me.

It's pretending to that you loved me

and when clearly you wanted to
screw someone behind my back.

I mean, what am I to you?

I feel like I'm some kind of an obligation

or like I'm being used until
you find someone who's better.

(upbeat music)

I would never do that to you because I love you.

(upbeat music)

- We've only been dating for two months.

I don't feel that way and I'm sorry it hurts you,

but no college couples last.

I am sure you'll meet a girl at a show.

Maybe one of your biggest fans.

- I thought I already did.

- Wait, Troy.

Shit.

(ethereal music)

(suspenseful music)

(door hinge creaking)

Where am I?

- It's okay now, Honey,

we couldn't just leave you there at the protest.

Those Nazi pigs will get what's
coming to them soon enough.

They killed a couple of our friends.

(suspenseful music)

Don't worry. We got to you in time.

(suspenseful music)

Listen, I appreciate your hospitality, but-

- Oh, here, I thought you might be thirsty.

(suspenseful music)

- I should get going my boyfriend.

- Oh, what's the rush?

Besides there's someone that I want you to meet.

He's sort of the leader of our little family.

- Family?

- Come, I'll show you.

(suspenseful music)

We were all lost children once,

just like you blinded by the lies of the system.

It was Charlie that came to save us.

My name is Leslie.

- Well, who the hell is this?

- A girl Tex and I met at the protest today.

- Well, you just can't bring anyone around here.

Look how this bitch is dressed.

She could be a spy for all we know.

(suspenseful music)

- Oh, come on, Squeaky.

She's a victim of the pig's brutality.

Just like the rest of us. Rest of us.

We're lucky to get out there alive, alive.

- What the fuck was in that drink?

- Just a little acid, honey. Honey, honey.

Take the edge off. Edge off.

- I don't think Charlie's gonna like this.

- And I know, he ain't gonna let let her.

- Charlie, Charlie Manson?

You're the Manson family, family.

You're all fucking nuts.

- The fuck did you say?

(dramatic music)

- You're all fucking nuts.

(both laughing)

(dramatic music)

- What the hell you think you're doing running

into me like that?

(dramatic music)

- You don't belong here.

You're dressed up like one of them government women

said to take my children away.

I didn't steal these kids from their homes.

I see them from the trash that they were discarded

into being forgotten about, about just like me.

But I say no more.

I saved them from the gutter
that you fuckers left them in.

I'm the one who taught them
to find love and pace within.

Something you knew nothing about.

Now, you tell me who sent you?

- Wait, wait, please.

I wasn't sent by anyone.

I don't even know how I got here.

- You're gonna send them
helicopters after me to gun me down

like you did those poor kids and Vietnam?

They won't silence me 'cause
I speak the truth damn them.

But I won't be silenced and I won't be locked away.

Even if they catch me,

my soul will not be imprisoned

and I sure as hell won't die in prison.

- Look, I'm sorry to have bothered you and your family.

Just please don't hurt me.

- I wouldn't would've hurt anybody, darling.

I'm just a cog in the American
machine that is ready to pop.

Please don't look at me that way.

I am tired of everyone looking
at my family and I that way.

What do you think I'm gonna do?

Rape you or something? (laughing)

I'm a nobody.

I'm a tramp, a hobo, a box car,

a bottle of wine and a straight razor.

If you get too close to me, you see,

I didn't put this blade in my hand.

You did everyone working for the American.

Oh, oh.

(dramatic music)

- That was for Sharon Tate.

- Who the fuck is Sharon Tate?

(dramatic music)

(birds chirping)

(guns firing)

(birds chirping)

- Please Ma'am, just let me be.

Please don't hurt me.

- I'm not here to hurt you.

I'm not from here, okay? Where are we?

Look, this is hard to explain,

but I'm not with the assholes hunting you.

Now here, can you walk?

- No, my master tried to shoot my friends.

I stood in the way so they can get free.

Ma'am, just go.

- Listen, I can't leave you.

Where are you guys going to the river.

- Sh sh sh.

We don't move until we hear a voice.

- Who?

- Harriet, Harriett Tubman.

She won't be alone this time.

Oh man.

Should be with the Union Army.

She'll give us a sign.

Just listen.

♪ Wade in the water ♪

♪ Wade in the water, children ♪

♪ Wade in the water ♪

♪ God is gonna trouble these waters ♪

- Come on, let's go.

(gun firing)

Just a little bit further and
then we'll be in the clear.

- Okay?

(guns firing)

(birds chirping)

(gun firing)

(birds chirping)

- Oh my God.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

Please don't die.

Please don't die.

Please.

- Stay right where you are.

I and keep those hands raised.

- Listen, Ms. Tubman, you have the wrong idea.

I mean no harm.

- We don't have the wrong idea about anything.

You and all your people have the wrong idea about us.

We are the new change.

Your confederacy has already lost the war.

You people are just too dumb to realize it.

Sure, the South had the
advantage with the military schools,

but the union has more resources.

And thanks to the Emancipation
Proclamation, more people.

- I'm not a confederate,

I swear I'm not even dressed like them.

- You think changing your
wardrobe changes your heart?

I've seen many things through these lands

and the more things change,
the more things stay the same.

For all we know, you are just a coward

trying to save your own hide.

- Stand up.

She don't got no weapons on her, Harriet.

- Go help the others.

We got more boats coming in.

- Yes Ma'am.

- I'll deal with her.

- I was just trying to help him.

- What is your name child?

- Cynthia.

- Cynthia, I don't know where you came from

or where you need to go,

but you get going and don't follow us, understand?

Now go.

(birds chirping)

My sweet boy.

You go on to a better place now.

No more suffering.

Just a brighter tomorrow in God's kingdom.

For long as the way in hall that outta hell

leads up to life.

(guns firing)

- Hold it right there.

You're the one that was helping that sleeve escape.

You're nothing but a traitor in the eyes of God.

(ethereal music)

- You've already lost the war.

You're just too dumb to know it.

(guns firing)

(dramatic music)

- Your silent tongue can't save your soul

or that of the others.

Soon you will face the wrath of God.

- I've already heard that one today asshole.

- Confession is the only way
that your soul can be freed.

Otherwise, you will meet the same fate

as your other wretched friends.

Leave her alone. She's no more witch than Martha and I.

- What kind of Christians
would falsely accuse someone?

Silence Reverend, you have no voice here.

Once a man with a cloth.

Now you aid those in black magic.

Remember, those who are lukewarm

shall be spat from the mouth of God.

(door creaking)

- My God, why are they doing this?

Our families had settled here and built this town.

Now, friend or neighbor can trust one another.

No other children at the school

even wanna be near my own children.

- There there, Martha.

The Lord will watch over us even in such dark times

as these.

- This is madness.

All I wanted was a better life.

- Excuse me Miss, you're not from around here, are you?

- Judging from the false accusations of being a witch

and your style of clothing?

I assume this is the town of Salem.

Lovely.

Where to next, huh?

Jesus being crucified.

Or maybe Adam and Eve fucking it up for the rest of us.

Hey, are you okay?

It looks like your wrists are bleeding.

- Oh, please.

This is the least of my worries.

- No, no, no.

I can help.

- What is that? It burns.

- No, no, no. It's supposed to.

It means the alcohol is killing the germs

so you don't get an infection.

- Thank you.

- That guy said, you're a man of the cloth.

- It's all a matter of greed and control my child.

I simply owed money back.

But I didn't like the way they were running things

around here.

So rather than simply state

that I borrowed money from them that I owed,

they falsely accused me of theft

and use it to support witchcraft.

I don't know who, what God these fools pray to,

but it's not the one in heaven.

- Yeah.

The church doesn't get any less judgmental

from where I come from.

- Not to be judgmental, but where are you from exactly?

- What's the difference?

You wouldn't believe me.

Just someone who wished
she could go back and fix things.

Just can't seem to get anything right.

- Too often we cling to the past

for we both missed the innocence of it

and wanted to do things better,

just as the future holds the same kind of innocence

and wonder that we had in the past.

But there's no point.

Some things are in a line of fate.

If human history has proven anything,

is that fate repeats itself.

Live in the present and appreciate every moment

with those you love and focus on making a better

tomorrow rather than a better yesterday.

- I'll keep that in mind.

Thank you for your kind words.

- So the least I can do for you helping Martha.

- I never had any interest in black magic.

I was raised by the Bible and
the Lord is my only guidance.

But I also have a broadened horizon way of thinking.

Much like you did with my wounds.

You know, I have to say the toughest thing about this

beyond the torture and the death penalty,

- What is it?

- Not being able to hug my children.

They've been turned against me.

Their own mother.

Oh my God. (crying)

- What was the last thing you said to your kids?

- That I loved them, of course.

(door creaking)

- It's time.

(dramatic music)

(birds chirping)

(Adam groaning)

(birds chirping)

- Sometimes fate is inevitable.

Even if we were able to go back and change things,

doesn't mean that it wouldn't
repeat in a different form.

- I don't want be the other guy or rebound.

- I thought I already did.

(birds chirping) (dramatic music)

(upbeat music)

(upbeat music) (ethereal music)

(ambient music)

- I can't believe what I'm thinking, let alone this view.

There's freedom and peace
to this new life, this new place.

A place that will be violated in later centuries

with skyscrapers, pollution and angry, toxic people

wanting to kill each other over entitlement

and politics.

I don't have to work a shitty nine to five job.

Adam and I can live off the land

and simplify things.

Here there's no threat of being nuked, no racism,

no corrupt religious cults, no bills, no fake friends,

no cultural cliques, no deadly viruses,

and no one of a higher class to impress.

Although I'm scared of what's to come.

How can I, with all of God's
beautiful handiwork before me.

(ambient music)

For some things are better left in the past.

(ambient music)

(dramatic music)