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MAN (over radio): Good morning, New Orleans.

It’s a beautiful day in the Crescent City.

WOMAN: Well, good morning, Mike.

It is going to be a beautiful day.

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Oh, did you see...?

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Hi! (giggles)

MAN: Hey. How you doing today?

Morning! How’s it going?

Good to see you.

Right on time.

Monday, May 28,

7:22 a.m.

Gonna be sunny and humid,

with a light breeze out of the west.

Mild headache.

Got to meet Jerry at 8:20.

Okay. What else is new?

MAN: Come on, Molly, pick up. I know you’re there.

You’re standing by the machine. You’re flipping your PEZ.

Please.

Look, I’m sorry. I-I’ll make it up to you.

Please pick up the phone.

Uh-uh. Don’t you dare.

Molly... He’s sorry.

They’re always sorry.

He wants to make it up to me.

By letting him do it again?

Okay, or call me. Whatever.

No! Jolene!

Look, forget about him.

Forget about all men like him.

You can do better.

Aren’t you gonna be late for work?

My keys. Where are my keys?

It was good in the beginning.

It’s always good at the beginning.

Haven’t you figured that out yet?

♪ We bit our lips ♪

♪ And walked away ♪

♪ Right past the scene of a crime ♪

Oh! Of course!

♪ But we didn’t have the time to waste today ♪

♪ ’Cause the sun burnt down the sky ♪

♪ While I was looking in your eyes ♪

♪ We’re in a kingdom made of stone ♪

♪ And I’m the goddess of surprise ♪

♪ So act surprised to see me ♪

♪ ’Cause I’m surprised you’re by my side ♪

♪ In the city we get lost easily ♪

♪ So promise you won’t

♪ Pass me by... ♪

Couldn’t be helped.

It was... A car thing.

Actually, nothing went wrong with the car this time.

It was...

Towed. Well...

Booted. Yes.

Uh, I brought flowers.

I got flowers.

You got plastic flowers.

And can we be straight for a second?

Customers hate them. I hate them.

And if you were being completely honest,

you’d say you hate them, too.

Whoops.

Ugh. Gum!

Perfect.

Oh, this is so gross.

Hi. Mmm!

Are you ready to order?

Uh...

(ringtone plays) Uh... oh.

Um, in your bag, maybe?

Smart thinking.

Yes, yes, yes, no. Missed it.

Is that a horse?

Uh...

that’s a... that’s an elephant.

The trunks are kind of hard to...

So, what’ll you have?

Food. Yeah, right.

You need a minute?

I would love a minute, yeah. Thank you, Molly.

(chuckling): Oh. Yeah.

Still waiting on Jerry.

On my fourth cup of coffee here at, uh...

Addie Mae’s.

Good coffee. Make a note to come back.

Should be clear tonight, Venus visible.

I hope so.

Right now I’m looking at some fresh flowers.

(sniffs) They smell good.

Sweet.

I wonder what kind they are. Huh.

Yeah, make a note: Addie Mae’s. Definitely come back.

Gus?

Hmm?

Anybody in here named Gus?

Yeah, that’s me.

You got a phone call.

It’s over here.

Okay, thank you.

Thank you. Thank you.

Hello.

Hey, Jerry.

No, yeah, I mean, I got your missed call,

but I got to the phone right as it was, you know, missing it.

It just said "missed call," so...

"Interferometer gravitation"?

Hmm.

Hmm.

GUS: No, I’m fine. I’m fine, buddy.

I’m just gonna have a bite to eat here.

It’s... it’s nice. Coffee’s good.

Uh, yeah, I’ll talk to you soon. Okay, bye.

Here you go.

Oh, thank you.

That’s actually all for you.

Oh, thank you. Yeah.

How was everything?

Uh, wonderful.

Good.

Oh. Freesias! Huh?

Uh, the flowers.

They’re... they’re called freesias.

(chuckling): Oh. Okay.

Bye.

Bye.

Morning, Ardis.

Mr. Gus, here I am thinking, "For once, he’s gonna be..."

Late?

But you never are. Sam’s in back.

He needs to talk to you.

Oh. Uh, I like your haircut.

Why, thank you, Gus, but my appointment’s at noon.

Right. What I meant is... your hair looks great,

so don’t let them change it too much.

(Gus chuckles awkwardly)

(door opens)

Hey, Sam. Hmm?

You okay? Yeah.

No. Uh, I’m missing a stone, that nice blue diamond.

Have you seen it?

I think you were cleaning it

the other day.

Gus, you were the last one to have it.

Never mind. We’ll find it.

Listen, Mrs. Bing needs her brooch soon.

Can you get to it? Mrs. Bing?

Mrs. Bing is the lady who uses too much perfume.

Oh. (laughs) Yeah, I wouldn’t know.

Don’t worry. When you smell her, you’ll know her.

Okay. Uh, top priority: fix Mrs. Bing’s brooch.

Well, Mrs. Bing I’m not too worried about.

It’s the diamond.

The diamond I need.

And you. I need you.

Find blue diamond.

MOLLY: End of the month.

Tuition due, rent due, student loans calling,

my stupid booted car.

I’d just like one thing to work out

in my favor, you know?

Okay, how much?

Oh, no. No, Jolene,

I cannot ask you to loan me money again.

No.

Let me at least help you get your car out of jail.

Just, round number.

(sighs) Well...

past tickets, current tickets,

boot removal,

it’s like $175... it’s like $200.

All right. (groans)

Okay.

Here.

I’m good for it.

I know.

Are you getting any closer with that inheritance,

probate thing?

Mission impossible?

I’m starting to wonder if it’s all a lost cause.

I’m going to do things differently.

I am. Starting today.

I’m going to get my money situation straightened out.

I’m even gonna break up with Roger. You were right.

What kind of guy stands a girl up on her birthday?

See? That a girl!

And do yourself a favor: find a nice, normal guy for a change.

He’s out there.

No one knows about you, Jolene. That you’re a good person.

Well, that’s why we’re roomies. Because you’re totally deluded.

BOY: Hey, Gus!

Oh, hi.

It’s Bernadette and Max. We live right above you.

Nice to meet you.

Come on. You know us.

Okay, all right.

Okay, let’s let Gus go now, okay?

Come on.

Can you give me back that five bucks you owe me?

BERNADETTE: Oh! Uh...

You don’t owe him anything.

How many times do I have to tell you,

stop telling Gus he owes you money?!

That man can’t help it

if he can’t remember one day from the next.

Bernadette, Max. Bernadette, Max.

Bernadette, Max. Bernadette, Max...

(siren wailing in distance)

(beeping)

Oh, great. Thanks, Ramin.

Yeah, I’ll see you next time, Molly.

(sighing): Oh, good.

All right, darling.

Where you at?

Venus.

MAN: And if you aren’t using social media, then why not?

Where’s your Web site or your blog?

Do you know how to promote yourself

on Twitter and Yelp and Google Search?

The possibilities are endless.

And the bottom line is: If you aren’t conversant

with how to drive small businesses these days,

then you can’t start one yet.

I want you to have a plan.

That’s your assignment for Monday.

Tell me your plan.

Got it?

You guys want to see an example of a good template,

you can download the PDF off my Web site.

GUS (over recorder): Right now I’m looking at some fresh flowers.

They smell good. Sweet.

I wonder what kind they are.

Yeah. Make a note: Addie Mae’s.

Definitely come back.

(tape recorder beeps)

MOLLY: Um, hi.

You don’t know me, and believe me,

I’ve never done anything like this in my life, but, um,

I just wanted to say thanks for noticing the flowers.

You seem like a really... well, nice guy,

and I hope Mars comes out tonight like you said.

Venus. You said Venus.

Anyway, um, have a nice day.

A nice... life.

Uh, oh, my name’s Molly. (recorder beeps)

I don’t want you to let the grade discourage you

because this flower shop is a fine idea,

but your vision is unfocused.

Think about all the other competition in this town.

I just don’t want you throwing your money into some hole

that you can’t get yourself out of.

What do you know about what you’re getting into?

I mean, tell me why a flower shop.

Well, some kids wished on stars.

I plucked petals off of daisies.

Getting a bouquet

can just make someone’s day,

and I-I know it’s not a big dream.

Okay, but it is to you.

So show it some respect and get yourself organized.

(sighs)

(violin playing lively tune)

Hi!

(woman laughing)

Morning. Hey.

Good to see you. Hey, man.

You’re a minute late.

(dialing)

(line ringing)

WOMAN: Hey.

You okay? You need to talk about it?

So I call you every morning, huh?

You need me to come over?

No, no, it’s okay.

Um, Luce, I left California

and moved back to New Orleans because of this?

Yeah,

so you could be close to the familiar.

So I could be here for you whenever you need me,

and Jerry, too.

Thank you.

You know, for-for putting all this together

and just...

helping me.

What are sisters for?

MOLLY: Venus. You said Venus.

Anyway, um, have a nice day.

A nice life.

Uh, oh, my name’s Molly.

(beeps)

Remember Suzi Watkins, fifth grade?

She gave you all her valentines.

Suzi... what does that have to do with...

Ellen Gazinski, junior year.

She asked you to junior prom.

I didn’t even stand a chance until you moved to California.

It was 12 years of school, watching women just fall

into your lap, and what did I always get?

I got a double feature at home with popcorn and my sister.

And I even had a flat stomach back then.

Even Brenda liked you better than me.

Jerry, who is Molly?

Yeah, right, um, Molly.

Um... (clears throat) I’d say, nice girl,

probably not very pretty,

uh, sensitive type, with a big heart,

playful sense of curiosity,

the kind of psycho who leaves messages for strangers.

How do you like her?

I like her.

Only you.

All right, I have paying clients

and a case to win.

Get lost.

Go, leave, you have to leave.

Yeah, I-I picked up on that.

Yeah, leave now, yeah.

(door opens bell dings)

Oh, whoa! Whoa!

Sorry. Oh, my gosh. I’m sorry.

Sorry. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean

to startle you like that.

Oh, hi. I-I didn’t realize you worked here.

Um, it’s me, remember?

Gus, right?

I, um... I waited on you.

Sorry if I freaked you out that day.

I was having one of those days.

Actually, this is one of those days, too.

I need to sell this.

It’s pretty pricey.

Um, it was gift,

but I am, like, broke,

so I’ll take half of whatever it’s worth.

I’m really sorry, but I can’t help you out today.

Well, tomorrow, then? You tell me.

Uh, no, really.

I mean, I... I can’t.

Why not?

Uh, well,

because it’s a fake.

No. Yeah.

It can’t be.

Yeah, come here. I’ll show you.

Um, let’s see.

Yeah, right here.

So, the genuine article, yours.

You can tell first off by the finish.

Then you can really feel the difference.

Here.

You can kind of feel the difference there.

And then really, the kicker

is there’s a trademark

on the real deal,

and unfortunately, that is missing on yours.

(chuckles) Of course.

Sorry. You all right?

Worthless, lying jerk!

Oh!

Which one was that?

I’m so sorry. I did not mean to do that.

I... Oh, "Forever, Roger," so we’re good.

Okay.

I’m so sorry. Um, yeah,

forever didn’t actually turn out to be that long.

Thank you for looking at it anyway.

Yeah.

Hey, that’s a really nice ring

you got there with the rubies.

Oh, this one?

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah, you mind if I take a look at it?

Um, it’s got half the stones missing.

So they are.

(chuckles) But still,

it’s a really nice ring, and there’s plenty

of stones still in it. It’s my great-aunt’s.

Was.

She had really great taste.

She certainly did.

It’s, uh... it’s an old Victorian setting.

We rarely see these nowadays.

$50.

I-I can’t... I can’t pay that.

Well, it’s worth at least $50.

I mean, I kind of need the money.

Yeah.

$200?

No, I said $50.

It’s worth more than $50,

and I couldn’t possibly pay you less.

(sighs)

I’ve lived here for almost three years.

That’s two cars,

four apartments, three boyfriends

and 360,000 strangers,

and that is just one of the nicest things

that anybody’s done for me.

(chuckling): I don’t know about that.

Thank you.

Wha... Um, I’m sorry.

What was your name again? Molly.

I’m Molly.

Thanks again. Yeah, yeah, yeah, Molly.

Have a good day. Yeah, you, too.

♪ Funny faces line up quick ♪

♪ To catch a glimpse of a world that’s drenched in darkness ♪

♪ From the solar eclipse ♪

♪ The only thing that I know ♪

♪ Only thing I know is I don’t know a thing ♪

♪ The sky is blue ♪

♪ The valley low ♪

♪ The river wide ♪

♪ These simple things I’ve learned ♪

♪ Don’t give a clue to answer why ♪

♪ The only thing that I know ♪

♪ Only thing I know is I don’t know a thing ♪

JOLENE: He owns a what?

A jewelry store?

No, I-I mean I don’t know.

He’s just a nice guy,

like you said.

Nice and needy? Nice and delinquent?

Nice and what?

I could be right about him.

Oh, Molly.

What? I’m just being nice back to a nice guy.

I mean, what’s wrong with that?

Skip the flower. It makes you look desperate.

♪ And what’s the use in knowing all the answers? ♪

♪ And I can feel you ♪

♪ Watching over me ♪

♪ So why don’t we wait and see ♪

♪ Where we’re going? ♪

Hey, Sam.

Oh, Sam, hey, I’m sorry, I looked,

but I don’t think I’ve ever even seen a blue diamond.

We’ve got to find it, Gus.

Listen, this just came.

Slipped under the door.

♪ Only thing I know is I don’t know a thing ♪

♪ Ba-ba-ba-ba ♪

♪ Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba ♪

♪ The sun will rise again as time and time it does ♪

♪ And I will stand here looking at it exactly as I was ♪

♪ Knowing the only thing that I know ♪

♪ Only thing I know is I don’t know a thing ♪

♪ Ba-ba-ba-ba ♪

♪ Ba-ba-ba-ba. ♪

JERRY: She sent you a dead flower?

In my opinion, this Molly is asking you out.

She’s practically stalking you.

Write her back, or call her.

I don’t even know her. What?

She left a message on your what’s it, recorder thing.

She sent a note to your workplace.

How much more do you need to know?

How much more do I need to know?

All right, look, you had an aneurysm, all right?

Your short-term memory is gone.

You lost a lot.

Thankfully, you’re still alive,

and you can remember all the important stuff

from before your brain crashed, like me.

But, Gus, you’re not living.

We’ve all had traumas.

I mean, I got divorced from a woman I thought I’d spend

the rest of my life with. I know it’s not the same thing,

but, Gus, call her and ask her out.

What’s the worst that could happen?

Wait, wait... you and Brenda got a divorce?

Yes. Would you get out of here?

You’re blowing my lunch meeting. I...

(whispering): Okay.

(dialing)

(sighs) Molly, Molly, Molly, Molly.

Hi, Molly. It’s Gus.

(line ringing) Molly, Molly...

Hi. This is Jolene. Machine.

Oh, and Molly. Wait for the beep. Who’s Jolene?

(beep) Who is Jol...?

Hey, hi, uh, hi.

(chuckles) That was a little loud.

Sorry. (door closes)

Um, this is, uh, Gus Gillenwater, um...

Molly’s note person.

Look, I just realized,

on my schedule, I just saw that I got some...

I got some free time

on Friday... night,

and thought, I don’t know,

you and I could... could grab some dinner

somewhere?

Uh, maybe at, uh, Café Amelie on Royal.

They got... they got some great... foods.

Uh, 7:30, if that works for you.

I could just meet you there.

So again, this is Gus Gillenwater.

Okay, bye.

(chuckles)

(beep)

(thunder booming)

GUS (over recorder): Deposit paycheck.

Oh, and at 7:30, you have a date

with Molly, Café Amelie.

(thunder continues)

BERNADETTE: Gus? Gus?

Max, you stay there.

Hello? Gus?

Is that you?

It’s Bernadette.

My son Max and I, we live upstairs.

Oh, thank goodness.

That’s better.

Um...

Forgive me, I have, uh, issues with my memory,

remembering things, so...

if I have to ask your name, like...

You’re doing fine, Gus.

You need anything?

Uh, no.

No, I guess not.

Okay.

Night. Night.

Max? Max, what are you doing?

Molly!

Where’s Molly now?

In the back.

Molly?

Hey, Molly!

Yeah?

What you doing? I’m off.

Check the schedule.

Done at 7:00; I’ve got an engagement.

Oh, excuses.

A date?

Hard to believe, but yes.

A good man?

I think so.

You’re a pretty girl, Molly.

(chuckles)

And nice.

Not dependable,

but nice.

You’re a hard worker.

Well, someday...

You’re fogging up the mirror.

You look nice.

Thanks.

(cell phone rings)

(ringtone plays)

Hey, Jerry. So, is she a dud?

Don’t-don’t give it away. Just say yes or no.

Huh?

Gus, where the hell are you?

Home.

Are you serious?! I knew it!

Why are you at home?! I live here.

Don’t you know what tonight is?

Trash night? Gus, are you dressed?

I want you in date-night clothes when I get there.

I’m coming over.

More bread?

I’m fine.

Thank you.

JERRY: You blew this on purpose.

Tell me you didn’t blow this on purpose.

Jerry, I didn’t know.

That’s not an excuse anymore!

No, it’s not an excuse; it’s a fact!

Well, it’s not acceptable anymore!

Why do I even bother? Answer me that.

Because you’re my best friend,

and you have been since I was six years old.

That’s right. I’m just glad

you didn’t have to write that down this morning.

(cell phone rings)

Don’t call me. Don’t write me.

Don’t e-mail me, text me, smoke-signal me.

I do not want to talk to one more man

who’s just going to disappointment me.

Good-bye.

GUS: What if I’m better off without someone?

Or maybe they’d be better off?

Maybe this is just my brain protecting me.

Or maybe you’re just a total wuss.

Go in. Look for her. Eat.

Listen to her stories. Maybe you’ll kiss her.

Jerry.

What...? If the whole thing goes belly up,

you won’t remember anything in the morning.

What do you have to lose? Valid point.

Flowers?

Oh! Yes!

What do we got here?

Here, here’s ten. Thank you.

Thanks.

(engine sputtering)

(engine sputtering)

(sighs heavily)

GUS: So, this is it?

JERRY: Same address as on her envelope.

Are you sure about this?

Be contrite. Say, "I’m sorry",

hand her the roses and ask for another chance.

Fourth floor, number 417. Gus?

What’s your stake in all of it?

One of us should have a love life, right?

What happened to Brenda?

Get out of the car.

Bye.

JOLENE: It’s open!

Did you forget your key again?

Oh, gosh.

I just got back.

So, how did it go...?

Hi!

Hi.

Uh, these are... these are for you.

I am so sorry.

Oh, okay...

They-they probably need some water.

I-I should put them in-in... in water.

There’s water, water. Hey, ask and ye shall receive.

I’m-I’m...

I’m normally more organized than this,

so again, I’m really sorry. I feel terrible, Molly.

Truly, truly terrible.

Okay, what is this?

What is what?

This. Those. I’m not Molly.

(softly): Oh, no.

I know.

I mean, I know.

I know that.

I know that-- that you’re not...

This is practice. I was... I was practicing.

For what?

You know, for Molly.

I’m right here.

Hi. Hi.

These are for you.

The roses, not the sunflowers.

Although those are very nice as well. Nice touch.

Uh, look, I didn’t... I didn’t...

You’re probably thinking...

Actually, you know what? I don’t know what you’re thinking.

I really don’t. I just want you to accept these,

please, as my heartfelt apology.

Or thank you.

Okay. (clears throat)

Well...

I really am really sorry, Molly.

Especially because you seem so...

great.

Wow, he’s a keeper.

Molly?

Molly, don’t you dare.

Try it now.

(engine starts)

How’d you do that?

Uh, I got a knack for mechanical things.

Well, that would really come in handy around me.

I just wanted to say thanks for stopping me.

I haven’t really dated in a while.

You know, with, uh, my work and everything.

Sure.

I’ve been busy, too.

So, your shop’s doing great, huh?

My shop?

Your jewelry shop, where you work.

Where we...

Oh, no! Uh, yeah.

I mean, I-I work there.

It’s not... it’s not my shop. The owners lived

next door to my parents before they died.

I just... I knew them when I was growing up around here.

Oh.

Do you want to go someplace else?

Sure.

Yeah, so I’m just doing the, um, student-waitress thing

waiting to get to the next thing.

I moved here three years ago from the Northeast.

Oh, thank you.

Thank you very much, sir.

Wow, these are really good.

I know, right? Mm-hmm.

Uh, moved out here to do what exactly?

Mmm, start over.

Be who I want to be.

And who do you want to be?

Really? Mm-hmm.

Well, there’s this girl I see in my mind

who’s not always worried that her car is not gonna start

and, uh, you know, not struggling under the weight

of the day-to-day, and renting a room out

of somebody else’s apartment.

Who can make something of herself.

That’s who I want to be-- her.

Is jewelry your thing?

Cosmology, actually.

Hair?

(chuckles) No. That’s very close.

Uh, no. The... uh, the stars. Space. The universe.

Cosmos. Cosmology. Right.

Actually, you know what? Follow me.

All right, no, just a little more left. Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. See? Right...

See the line in that constellation right there?

You mean, like a horoscope?

Uh... squint. Sometimes squinting helps.

’Cause it kind of, like, brings the stars...

Yeah, yeah. You see it now? Right there.

Tell me. Can you see it? Can you see that?

It’s a... teapot.

No! No, it’s a baby carriage!

I see it. It’s the... the wheel’s right there,

and then the... the bent part there,

that’s the... the buggy.

Am I right?

Uh, no, but that’s a great try.

Uh, technically, it’s the constellation Orion.

It’s, um, right ascension five hours,

and then declination five degrees,

Orion’s Belt.

That’s very technical stuff.

(laughs)

Where... where did you come up with that?

Or it can be a baby carriage.

I’m totally open to that interpretation.

It looks like a baby carriage!

I could, yeah, kind of. Not really.

Making stuff up.

So, hey, if the... if the universe is your thing,

how come you’re at the jewelry store?

Oh, that’s a good question.

Um, well, I used to work at Mount Wilson Observatory.

It’s in California. I don’t know.

Before that, NASA. Got my degree at Caltech.

So, why aren’t you doing that?

Well, I, uh...

Science is all around us, right?

Like a diamond.

You look into a diamond, and it’s...

it’s like its own little galaxy.

Like, inside, the way light refracts through it

in the right setting, it can be...

gorgeous. Does this sound idiotic?

I feel like I’m sounding idiotic.

Not when you say it.

Yeah. Oh! Look, look, look. See?

Oh, whoa! A shooting star!

Yes, yes! That’s-that’s right. Technically it’s meteors,

but yes, it’s a shooting star. It’s amazing, isn’t it?

The way that debris and dust from space

could look so beautiful

as it’s burning up in the Earth’s atmosphere?

(chuckles) It is.

Hey, listen. I, um... I should get back.

I have a lot of things I have to do tomorrow.

Oh, uh, yeah, uh...

And, um...

well, Sunday, I get off early.

Oh. Uh-huh.

Yeah, Sundays... afternoons I’m wide open.

Are you going to ask me out again or not?

You mean like on a real date?

Yeah. Like when you show up on time

and we do something normal.

Eat. Talk.

Yeah.

Sure.

Sure...

you’re asking me out?

Sunday.

And I’ll remember this time, Molly.

I promise.

Good.

(recorder beeps)

Molly Branford.

You had a date with Molly Branford tonight, and...

...it was great.

Try and find a way to keep her.

(recorder beeps)

GUS (over computer): Molly Branford.

You had a date with Molly Branford tonight, and...

...it was great.

Try and find a way to keep her.

(indistinct chatter)

I pay you to write?

I’m on a break.

(grunts)

"Molly’s Pétales Chérie?"

It’s for school.

It’s my plan.

"Molly’s Darling Petals".

Good. Someday, I’ll work for you.

But right now, you still work for me.

Break’s over. I need you to go serve the paying customers.

Table three.

Serving.

MOLLY (over recorder): Yeah, so I’m just doing

the, um, student-waitress thing,

waiting to get to the next thing.

I moved here three years ago from the Northeast.

Who is that?

(recorder beeps)

A girl.

A friend that, uh...

...that I have a date with tomorrow, because

apparently I had a date with her last night

and it went very well.

And...

I can’t explain it, obviously,

but I think I really like her.

You should get dressed,

because we have a doctor’s appointment.

MAN: So you understand the aneurysm

destroyed your hippocampus?

Uh, yeah.

Yeah, sorry, um...

my old memories, everything up to the aneurysm

is, uh... is solid, but-- and forgive me,

I know I’ve probably asked this a thousand times--

what happens to my new memories?

Well, most healthy brains use sleep to consolidate

short-term memories into long.

For you, it’s the opposite.

Sleep takes away your short-term memories.

And with such an intricate maze of neurons, it’s hard

to pinpoint exactly where your pathway is getting thwarted.

Headaches?

My notes say two a day or... or so.

Lucy set up

a good system for me. Good.

I’m glad to see the system’s still working for you.

So, should we check our schedules to get together again?

I can’t live like this.

I want my mind back-- I need my mind.

That’s our goal, Gus.

We’re starting some promising new trials,

perhaps in a year...

I don’t have a year.

I haven’t got a year. Look...

Lucy’s put this great system in place,

and I’m so appreciative of that, sis,

and the procedures that I have in place

that help my life to work, but I have no continuity.

I have no forward momentum. I have no progress.

I... and how can I?

Because every time I try to make something new, it-it... I can’t.

I can’t hold onto it, I can’t, and I need it, I need it.

I need new.

I need to connect to people, not just...

forget them every damn day.

Please.

Please, just make my...

my mind work again.

Gus, he can’t.

Yet.

We’re not giving up.

Anything’s possible.

Fix me.

Please.

LUCY: I’ll check in on you again soon.

Are you sure you’re okay?

Why wouldn’t I be?

Gus?

About the new girl.

If you’re serious, if you’re going to pursue this,

you have to tell her the truth.

It’s not fair.

Love you.

All right.

Tell her? You hardly know this...

What’s her name, Molly?

Lucy’s right-- I’ve decided.

What, to admit to her that you can’t remember her name

one day to the next?

That’s the truth, isn’t it?

Well, when are you planning on doing this grand confession?

I’m sorry. Can we stop for a second?

I’m going to throw up.

Look...

If you plan on telling this girl and keeping her,

you got to romance her first, you know?

Take her someplace razzle dazzle-y.

Razzle dazzle-y? Yeah, razzle dazzle-y.

I took a girl out a couple months ago-- she loved it.

You’re cheating on Brenda?

Brenda is seeing someone else.

We’re divorced.

It’s been over a year now.

Actually 14 months, 22 days, but who’s counting?

I’m so tired of telling you this story.

But Brenda was so great.

I know, okay?

Signing those divorce papers

was the biggest mistake of my life.

Why do you think I’m jogging?

Just give me your recordable pen thingy.

I know the perfect place to take her.

The Moonlight Roller Dome?

How did you think of this?

A friend...

recommended it, so...

You know, I’m not really dressed for it,

And, um, not to mention I can’t really...

Oh, look out! Sorry.

ANNOUNCER: Chip, stay away from the walls.

That guy’s having fun.

We could be having fun like that.

(laughs) Okay.

Yeah, come on.

Ooh. (laughs)

Maybe, um... maybe we should have tried something else.

No, no, no, you’re doing great.

Honestly, you’re doing really good.

Coming through!

Hey, hey, hey! Oh! Later!

Oh! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,

whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Yeah, or maybe we could get a snack.

Yeah. Yeah. Sure.

ANNOUNCER: All right, babies,

for our last cut of the session,

we’ll have couples only, please.

That’s right. Couples only, please.

Get off the floor, Chip!

All right.

This is a little throwback

for you love birds out there.

Enjoy.

(Abba’s "Dancing Queen" plays)

What do you say? Last dance?

♪ You can dance, you can dance ♪

♪ Having the time of your life ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ See that girl... ♪

Yes! Yes! She can be taught!

(laughing): Sort of.

(laughs)

Forget it. I’m just really bad at this.

Molly, no one cares.

Look around you. It’s a skating rink.

Now, get a little closer. Come here.

I promise, I won’t bite. Now, left.

Left. Right. Left.

Right. Yes, yes! (laughs)

Look at that. She’s getting in the groove.

She’s feeling it. She’s feeling it.

Except for the turns. I got you. I got...

Oh, my gosh! I got you. I got you.

♪ Anybody could be that guy ♪

How long have you been doing this?

♪ Night is young and the music’s... ♪

I don’t know. Forever, I guess?

(laughing): Forever. Hold on.

I’m documenting the moment.

♪ Everything is fine ♪ (laughs)

♪ You’re in the mood for dance... ♪

Oh, look at the turn!

(whooping) You got the turn!

That was not bad.

♪ You are the dancing queen ♪

♪ Hear the beat from the tambourine ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ You can dance, you can dance ♪

Ooh.

♪ Having the time ♪ Yeah, come on.

♪ Of your life ♪ Come on, now, work that out.

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, see that girl ♪

♪ Watch that scene ♪

♪ Diggin’ the dancing queen... ♪

MOLLY: ♪ You are the dancing queen... ♪

Look at that turn! You got the turn, girl.

I’m all right.

BOTH: ♪ Only 17... ♪

Today was really great.

What would you do...

I mean, you know, if, like,

you had nothing holding you back-- what would you do?

Um, well, I’d open a flower shop.

Hmm.

You didn’t laugh.

(laughing): Why...?

Why would I laugh?

I don’t know. Sometimes people do.

It sounds hokey, I guess.

(clears throat)

Small.

No. No, not to me.

Why haven’t you done it yet?

Well, there’s this money that I’m waiting on.

Um, my Great-Aunt Ruth never had any grandkids,

so, she, uh... she left her house

to me and her daughter, and, uh,

we’re supposed to split the sale money,

but my cousin is blocking it. She...

Oh, that is awful. I know.

And I think that, in waiting for it to go through,

I’ve actually been waiting for my life to start.

Like, I’m stalling, you know, and I’m tired of waiting

for things, you know? I... I don’t want to

be afraid. You know what I mean?

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah.

(laughs)

(both laugh) Oh, what’s this?

Nothing. I mean, clearly, it’s something, but it’s nothing.

It was a... Actually, no, but this... this I made for you

at the snack bar. Oh.

I can’t really do the trunks very well, but...

It’s an elephant. It is an elephant.

That’s so nice. Thank you.

I saw you doing that.

So it’s another hidden talent.

What else don’t I know about you?

This is me.

Oh, um, well, which... which one is yours?

The balcony with the telescope.

Oh, cool.

I’ve never looked through a telescope before.

Oh, you have to. Yeah.

At some... at some point, I mean, you know? Yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Right.

I got to go, okay, but...

Yeah.

I’ll see you.

Okay. Okay.

(sighs)

JOLENE: You want to talk about it?

No.

(sighs)

Yes.

You were right.

Men can be completely infuriating, impossible.

You really like him?

Yeah, I really, really like him.

I half threw myself at him.

Oh, honey. And what did he do?

Maybe he’s married.

(sighs)

Just, can you just not do this tonight?

I don’t think I can take your cynicism.

Look, maybe it’s time to cut your losses

and save this one for the next girl.

SAM: 42 years, and not one claim.

Have I made one claim? No!

Sam, you’re shouting. Mr. Applebaum,

we need to do this. One-karat blue diamonds just don’t

fall through the cracks.

(door opens, bell jingles)

Yeah, no. Uh, Annie Mae’s.

Addie Mae’s-- what time do they...?

(clock chiming) Oh, great.

Great. Okay, thank you. Bye.

Hey, everybody. Everything okay?

Man from the insurance company’s here. Remember?

It’s, uh... it’s good to see you again, Gus.

Hi. Uh, what’s going on?

Mr. Zed has to ask a few questions

about the blue diamond.

What blue diamond?

It’s surprising.

I wasn’t even sure that he...

I’m just not sure how I should feel about this.

Behind the mountain, there are mountains.

I don’t know what that means.

Well, there’s always more than meets the eye.

A man sent you flowers.

He wants you to know he likes you.

LUCY: This is her? Molly?

She’s very pretty.

So, is it serious?

I don’t... I don’t know.

That’s why I asked you to come over. Listen to this.

MOLLY: ...ended up waiting for my life to start.

You know, just stalling,

and I don’t want to wait for things anymore.

I don’t want to be afraid.

I mean... (sighs)

I hate that I have to record our conversations, you know?

But it’s, like, she’s gonna remember that.

She’s gonna remember what we did and what we said,

and therefore, I need to remember all of it.

Boyfriends need to remember stuff like that.

Like, what kind of flowers girls like, or what dress they wore

on our first date. Normal stuff.

But is it fair... to date her?

It is if you let her make the decision.

Have you told her?

I meant to.

I’m meaning to.

Look, it sounds

like she really, really likes you.

So, what if

you tell her and it doesn’t matter at all to her?

Or what if I do and it ends everything?

Well, now’s your chance.

That’s her, isn’t it?

Molly?

Oh, no, no, no, no. She’s not on my schedule.

Well, she is now. Good luck. No.

No, this is not on my... this is not on my schedule.

This is not... Good luck.

It’s not in my notes! What am I supposed to do?

Oh, gosh. Oh, good Lord.

Oh...

Oh... okay.

Okeydokey, okeydoke.

Hi. Hi.

Coming! Uh, coming. (chuckles)

GUS: I just, uh... just need to tidy up a little bit.

Just one more second, Molly!

Gus?

Almost there. (whimpers)

There we go.

(whimpers)

Hey there!

Hi. Um, I’m sorry.

I should’ve called first.

No, no, no. You’re right on time.

I am?

You aren’t?

MOLLY: Um, I...

The flowers that you sent me were so nice. I just...

I just wanted to say thank you, and...

I also had, um, a few questions. Sure.

Yeah, come in. Come in.

Can I get you, uh, some soda?

Or some crackers? Or some soda crackers?

Uh, no. Just... anything’s fine. Water? Yeah, great.

Water. Coming right up.

(gasps, chuckles) Yeah, I’ll get...

(chuckles)

(door shuts)

Okay.

MOLLY: Wow.

It’s very... scientific in here.

GUS: Yeah, well, you know...

Uh, cream? Sugar?

Wait, what was I getting?

Uh, just water for me.

Right! (snaps fingers)

(chuckles) No way.

No way?

No way... no way... no way what?

No way... no way...

What no... Oh, yeah. Hey. No way.

Yeah, it’s Yoda.

Well, my sis bought me these

’cause I was a pretty big Star Wars nut back in the day.

And now...

Holy Wookiee. You carry Chewbacca with you

in your purse?

Yeah. Awesome.

Grape’s my favorite. Yours?

Orange.

It’s so good.

So...

Yeah.

Oh, your water! This is your water. Oh, thank you.

Yeah. Sorry. Mmm. Thank you. Um, I like your place.

Thanks, yeah. It’s cozy

and mine.

So, you... you had a couple questions?

Oh, yeah. Yeah, I did. I, um...

I did want to ask you some things, but, um...

What-what is

all this?

GUS: This was, uh, the last big project that I worked on.

Do you remember the Mars Exploration Rovers?

Spirit, Opportunity-- ringing any bells?

Oh, those little, uh, go-kart robots?

Yeah. You worked on those?

Get out. (chuckles)

Wait, what about the new one? The one that just went up.

Did you work on that one, too?

Uh, I’m gonna get us some coffee. Okay.

There’s just so much in here. I...

I wish I could go through all of it.

Take it. Take it with you.

I mean, I’ve read it plenty of times.

Is this what you’re working on now? What’s that?

"Forbidden Lines: Radical New Evidence of the Quintessence,"

by Gustaf Gillenwater, PhD.

Gustaf?

That’s fancy. Is that you?

It was, once upon a time.

I was, uh, searching for something.

Searching for what?

I don’t know. A whisper. A trace.

Something. Anything.

Gus, you worked on all these amazing things,

and you obviously loved it.

How could you just leave California behind

and-and come to New Orleans?

You know, people change, Molly.

Things happen in your life sometimes, you know,

that really affect

your... (beeping)

Oh! Oh, hey!

Come with me, come with me. I want to show you something.

Where are we going? Come on!

(stammers)

Watch your head.

Watch your head.

All right.

Okay, look right there. What do you see?

Oh. Is it a... meteor? No.

That is... Look right here.

That is a comet.

It’s frozen gas and ice and dust that gets

pulled by the gravity of the sun, but it’s really the...

the tail of it that distinguishes...

What?

When you talk about this, it’s... home.

This is home to you.

I mean, it’s kind of home for everybody.

Really, where it all started.

All of the elements in the universe, they...

they all come from the stars, you know?

It’s-it’s what makes us up. It’s, um,

the calcium in our bones and the iron in our blood.

It was all born

with the explosion that... that started it all.

Like, you know, without the stars,

we wouldn’t have anything that we know today.

Not you, not me.

We’re stardust.

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah. Approximately 93%. Yeah.

You know, sometimes

comets are thought to be lost.

And then they come back into orbit,

and when they’re calculated, scientists find...

they weren’t lost at all.

They’re... they’re found.

Can you just stop for one second?

I wish I could

freeze this moment so that I’d never forget it.

Me, too.

Molly, there’s something

that I need... Oh, no! No!

Oh! My class. "Oh, no" what? "Oh, no" what?

"Oh, no" what? My class! Oh, gosh, I’m late.

I’m dead! (sighs) My plan.

I’m sorry. I’m an idiot.

You know, I have this big presentation tonight.

I got to go.

(chuckles)

Call me. Yeah.

Uh...

I will! Hey, I will! I will!

I won’t forget!

Bye! (door closes)

I won’t forget.

That’s it. Call Molly.

Don’t forget. Do not forget her.

Do not forget Molly Branford.

Set a date to tell her everything.

No matter what.

Do you think telling her now’s really a good idea?

I guess we’re gonna find out. You know, not every woman...

Wait, wait, wait. What do you mean, "we’ll find out"?

I’ve typed up everything I ever recorded about Molly

in my "read me every morning" file, okay? So I remember her.

I want this, Jerry. Yeah, yeah. But some things take time.

I mean, you can’t just jump in

and tell somebody something this big.

You can if you think she might be the one.

Are you saying you love this girl? I’m saying...

Look, I’ve gone over my notes, and every day I spend with her,

I feel the same way about her. She feels right.

So maybe, yeah, I do love her.

JOLENE: Getting thrown up on

by triplets, hit on by a drunk guy

when his girlfriend goes to the bathroom--

that’s my idea of fun.

You know, I’m starting to think that this job is bad for my... (phone ringing)

Wait, can I call you back? I’ll call you back.

Hello.

Hey, Molly. It’s Gus. Oh, it’s-it’s...

Look, before you say anything, I just... I’m-I’m calling

because I wanted to explain why I’ve been acting so... weird.

Oh, yeah?

It-it’s kind of... it’s kind of hard to do over the phone,

so I was hoping maybe I could take you someplace nice,

someplace special tonight... It’s-it’s not Molly.

It’s Jolene.

Molly’s roommate?

We met.

When you mistook me for Molly?

Wow. (chuckles)

Wow, how many women are you juggling?

You know what? Call back and leave a message.

I’m not up to dealing with this today.

No, no, no... (dial tone)

Wha... Okay.

Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay.

(phone rings, beeps)

(recorded): Hi. This is Jolene.

Oh, and Molly. Wait for the beep.

Come...

(beep) Uh, okay, hey, Molly. It’s Gus.

I need to talk to you. I have to explain a few things.

Meet me at sunset at the elephant exhibit

at the Audubon Zoo.

Okay? I’ll be waiting for you there.

Bye.

MAN (recorded): Message deleted.

(elephants rumbling)

I’m sorry, sir.

We’re closing a little early.

We’re expecting some weather.

Yeah, I was, uh...

just waiting for someone.

Yeah?

Well, maybe they forgot.

I was gonna show her the elephants.

Well, you know, the elephants are...

they’re gonna be here tomorrow.

Yeah.

MOLLY: You’re lying, right?

Tell me you’re making this up.

JOLENE: I shouldn’t have, okay?

But it was for your own good.

Look, I’m not gonna let some clown who changes watchbands

for a living ruin your life. Read this.

Tell me he’s a clown.

You know what? Fine, so I don’t know what his problem is.

What if it’s your problem?

Excuse me? The way you’re acting.

I mean, would you rather I was alone

and unhappy or that I actually try to find something good?

We both know that you make bad choices.

I was protecting you. But this guy’s different.

He’s kind and decent and spontaneous.

If you actually thought he was that bad for me,

why did you even tell me about the message?

You could have just pretended it never happened.

Because I’ve never seen you want anything more.

Oh! Oh...

Bad luck.

(starter clicking) (groans) Work with me,

you miserable piece of junk.

(engine starts) (sighs, chuckles)

Thank you! (knocking)

MOLLY: You’re mad.

I don’t blame you.

I’m not mad. I-I totally

would have been there. It was not my fault.

Your message got erased because of my roommate.

And then my car wouldn’t start, and then the rain and...

I-I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.

It’s okay.

Can I... maybe get a towel? Yeah.

Thanks.

MOLLY: Oh.

This is so sweet.

You have a picture of us taped up to your mirror.

"My girlfriend, Molly."

Is that really how you feel, Gus?

I do. I...

I really do.

Molly, I have a confession. I-I have to tell you something.

You’re married. Huh?

Jolene was right... Wait, what?

You have a girlfriend. Just... tell me the truth.

No... Uh, please come here. Come here. Come here.

Come here. Look. Um, no.

I don’t have a girlfriend. I don’t have a wife.

I’m not married.

But I have a problem...

remembering.

I... can’t.

That’s... that’s your problem?

That’s your only problem?

Well, yeah, but it-it’s, uh...

Please, if you knew the amount of things that I...

forget...

on a daily basis-- it’s ridiculous.

(sighs) Okay, okay.

Okay, sit down. Sit with me.

Um, hi.

Hi.

Look, some-something happened to me.

Me, too. (chuckles)

Uh, no, I mean, um...

before... before you.

Before us... Gus.

I don’t care about anything that happened before we met.

You are unbelievably beautiful.

Mmm, I don’t want to lose this.

I don’t want to lose this. I want to hang on to this.

I want to hang on to you. I want to hang on to you.

I want to hang on to your eyes

and your lips and-and your smell.

You smell of freesias.

(chuckles) (beeping)

What’s that? Uh, nothing.

Don’t worry about it. I’m gonna put

some music on. Gus? What...

(beeping continues)

(beeping stops) Are you... recording us?

Molly... Is this

just tonight, or...

every time we’ve seen each other? Molly,

I can explain. Wh-What were you planning to do with this?

Like, post it on the Internet or something? What? No.

Why would I do that? I don’t know.

You’re the one recording us.

Oh. Are there cameras around here, too?

Oh, I cannot believe I did not see this one coming.

Molly, Molly, you are misunderstanding the situation.

No, I’m sorry. I have to go.

Look, I wanted... I wanted to tell you-- I-I tried--

but you didn’t listen. My brain doesn’t work, okay? Stop!

I lose you every morning! Just stop, okay?

I can’t remember... Stop it.

I-I should have listened to Jolene.

I am so stupid.

(smashes tape recorder)

No, you’re not...

Molly, you’re not stu...

(panting)

Oh, my God, oh, my God.

(thunder crashing)

Molly, stop!

(tires squealing)

(tires screech)

(honks horn)

There’s a little bit of uncertainty in your life, okay?

A little? A little bit of uncertainty?

Okay, there’s a lot of uncertainty.

But everybody has questions.

And believe me, kid, everybody struggles.

I don’t know where I am when I wake up in the morning, Jerry.

Okay? I don’t know what I’m supposed to do with my day.

What city I live in. What I do for a living.

I need a crib sheet just to know what I did yesterday,

who I saw, the people that I know or I’m supposed to know,

or the people that I’m supposed to trust.

And it will never change for me.

What am I supposed to do about that?

Just try to take it in smaller chunks.

Like-like what do you need to know to get through today?

Is it possible to fall in love with someone every single day?

Oh, Gustaf...

isn’t that what we all want?

It’s over, isn’t it?

♪ ♪

(thunder rumbling in distance)

Morning.

Morning.

I’m actually early.

I didn’t sleep too well last night.

No flowers today?

Back to plastic, Baptiste.

You won me over.

(thunder rumbling)

Something wrong?

What is it?

You’re not yourself.

You’re scaring me. What’s going on?

You ever heard of garnishment?

Garnish? Like parsley? Like student loan,

like when the government takes a cut of your paycheck

before you get it?

(sighs)

I’m sorry, Molly.

Are you...

I mean, this is...

I can’t live without a paycheck.

I... I mean, I can’t work

and try to go to school...

(crying): I mean, what am I going to do?

(sniffles)

Here.

Oh, no.

I can’t take that.

This is way too much. I...

Thank you, Baptiste.

It’s all right, Molly.

It’s all right.

GUS: I don’t understand.

I’m on the schedule.

It’s the insurance company.

Bunch of wolves; they won’t renew my policy.

Because of me? Well, I can’t run my business without insurance,

and they won’t renew my insurance...

if I keep you on.

Are you firing me, Sam?

But listen,

maybe, uh, the friends of your parents,

the Sieglers, they got a spot open at the dry-cleaning place,

and I could call... Sam, Sam, hey.

It’s okay. I’ll see you.

♪ ♪

MOLLY: But I don’t want the paralegal.

I want the actual attorney who’s handling my case.

I-I’m sick of being

palmed off and pushed around.

It’s been two years.

I’m dying here.

I’m dying.

Make him call me back.

(beep)

(phone rings)

(recorded): Hi. This is Jolene.

Oh, and Molly.

Wait for the beep. (beep)

Molly, it’s Gus.

I really...

Don’t call me again, Gus.

Just forget you ever met me, okay?

(beep)

♪ ♪

♪ Oh, I am lost ♪

♪ And found ♪

♪ Oh, I am lost and found ♪

♪ Oh, I am lost ♪

♪ And found ♪

♪ Oh, I am lost and found ♪

♪ Oh, I am lost and... ♪

Thank you.

Thanks.

Are you not curious

about your grade?

Oh, not really.

This is my last class; I have to drop out.

I’m sorry to hear that.

That’s really disappointing.

Well, I don’t really have a choice, so...

Uh, why don’t you check your paper.

I’ll be honest, I did not think you had this in you,

but you did some terrific work here.

And this flower shop plan,

I mean, you could really make this work.

Well... thanks, Professor Lawrence.

I’ll... I’ll keep it in mind.

(water dripping)

What the...?

Oh, God!

Oh! Ooh! (panting)

Oh, God. Oh, God.

(panting)

BERNADETTE (in distance): Who’s there? Gus?

Gus, is that you?

What’s wrong, Gus?

(panting) (knobs squeaking)

Your tub... your tub overflowed.

It flowed in my place below. My system, everything.

I must have fallen asleep on the couch after I...

Oh, I’m so sorry.

Whatever it takes, I’ll make this right.

What do you need, Gus?

I’m ruined.

It’s all ruined.

BERNADETTE: I’m so sorry.

MOLLY: Molly Branford, 417.

Just need a signature.

Thanks.

(soft gasp)

It came.

JOLENE: Wow. You actually made it happen.

$234,000.

Enough to find my feet, start a life.

Back to school?

No. I’m gonna pay off my loans,

find my own apartment,

a car that works, and find a space

to open a flower shop.

No more stalling, no more excuses.

(knocking)

Hello?

Oh! Girl! (laughs)

Heart attack.

Sorry. Oh, you’re Molly, right?

Yes. Um... what happened?

Long story.

I’m sorry, who are you?

I’m Lucy, Gus’s sister.

Oh. Um... well, I’m just here to return something,

and, um...

I-I just wanted to tell him

that I’m leaving... or moving.

Could you maybe say good-bye to him for me?

Or no, don’t...

He’s in the hospital...

for observation.

He’ll be okay.

Do you want to sit down?

He tried to tell me, I think.

He had to relearn who I am every day?

It was March of ’09.

Technically, his brain sustained

a hippocampal rupture of an anterior...

communicating artery.

Uh, in other words, he blew a fuse.

He lost everything, didn’t he?

Newsweek,

the New York Times, the London Times,

Washington Post, keynote speaker,

World Science Conference.

He was working

on... the quintessence.

He still is.

He was supposed to be the next Einstein.

I wish you knew him then.

When did you say it was again?

March 2009?

So this is...

where he left off?

His old memories are forever,

but he loses the new ones

when he sleeps.

In the beginning, he would try to stay awake every night.

So...

when he wakes up...

He has to start over with everyone new in his life.

Like you.

I found this in the wastebasket

this morning.

MAN: Hey, I’m all out

of butterscotch, Gus, but I got you some nice tapioca, though.

Oh. Thank you.

And I’m, uh... supposed to give you this.

Thanks.

(beep)

Hi, Gus. This is Molly.

You won’t remember me, but I’m your girlfriend.

At least I was.

We had a misunderstanding.

Or maybe I did.

But that’s over now,

and I think I know you a lot better.

So I hope we can start over,

because I’ve fallen in love with you,

and I think you feel the same way.

(beep)

That would be me.

On the recorder.

Hi...

uh, Molly from the recorder.

Uh, have a seat, please.

I’m sorry, I don’t... I don’t remember you.

Actually...

you sort of do.

I made this about you?

Yeah.

So that we could hold on to things,

and so that even if we had to start fresh

every day,

we could still keep moving

our story forward, and...

And build something.

Yeah.

Look,

you should know that I’ve spent a lot of time

waiting for things in my life, and...

(sighs)

maybe I even blamed a few people for my problems

and forgot that I was the one in charge.

But that’s all done.

And I’m ready to take control

of things in my life, and...

I hope that it can be with you.

You realize that, um...

all I’ll ever have is today.

And a bunch of yesterdays from a long time ago.

Not if you have me.

Could, um...

could-could you... could you

lean in a little?

Why? Did it not record?

No.

(inhales)

How could I forget that?

Hi, Molly.

Hi.

As I said... Oh.

...it’s kind of a special occasion.

Yeah, you were saying, so out with it.

What’s going on?

Well, I’ve discovered this possibility

that’s kind of exciting.

Which is?

Well, there is this new laser surgery,

and... well, let me just show you.

See, this is a picture of a brain

that looks more or less like yours,

right? Mm-hmm.

This is a picture

of the same brain with the damage repaired.

Now, they haven’t perfected the procedure yet,

but they’re getting close.

They have a really high rate

of success.

And, Gus,

this could help you.

I... I don’t know.

Are you sure about this?

Well, you’re the perfect candidate.

I mean, you’re young, healthy.

All we have to do is fill out some paperwork,

and... I could even pay for it.

No.

There is nothing I want

more in this world, but I would never have you pay for it.

I mean, before you decide,

I’d like to take you away somewhere.

Where?

Sunday.

I want to take you somewhere

where we can talk about it some more, and...

we’re just... we’re gonna go away.

Just the two of us.

Gus.

Remember Sunday.

Okay?

I will.

Remember to discuss potential surgery,

and remember to ask...

(car honks)

Molly?

Hi, stranger.

Yeah, it’s me, Molly.

(sighs)

Hi. Hi.

So, where are you taking me?

I’m sorry, I’m taking you somewhere?

No. (laughs)

Here.

Oh, plane tickets.

Mm-hmm.

To Los Angeles.

I want to see where you’re from.

I want to know what you remember.

MOLLY: So, this is it?

This is where you worked.

Yeah, the big one.

The Hooker telescope.

I don’t, uh, I don’t... I don’t... I don’t...

I don’t think I can go in there.

I-I thought I could, I thought I could,

but I don’t, I really... Why not?

Please?

I can’t. I can’t.

I’m sorry. Can we...

can we go back to the hotel, please?

I thought you’d want to see this place again.

No, no. I-I...

Look, I-I don’t need to see it.

I don’t need to see it.

I see it every-every morning when I wake up.

I see it every night when I go to bed.

I can’t stop seeing it, Molly, okay?

I can’t.

It represents everything

that I... that I ever wanted,

everything that I had to give up,

everything that was just ripped from me,

and now I’m just alone.

You’re not alone anymore.

(sighs)

I was in... I was in there when it happened.

It’s the last thing I remember.

It’s the last thing I’ll ever truly remember.

Oh, Gus, I’m sorry.

I didn’t know.

But I need to.

I mean, if we’re gonna have any shot at this,

I need to be the person you can tell that to.

Please, just show me around.

Don’t make me. Please don’t make me.

Okay, I’ll see it by myself, then.

Hey. Hey.

Hey.

(metal creaking)

MOLLY: That’s awesome.

This is your office.

Yeah.

This was my life.

Back then, everything I knew about the cosmos

came through that hunk of glass right there.

Well, where do you look through?

In the... MAN: Hey!

Hey, who’s that?

Everybody. We’re all here.

Vilmos? McCray?

Welcome back, Dr. Gillenwater.

MAN 2: Welcome home, Gus.

We have been pretty busy down here lately.

Ruth called to see if I was ever coming home.

Here we go.

It’s still raw data,

plenty of crunching to do,

but, uh, I think you’ll find this interesting.

Frieda, uh, give us a graphic.

FRIEDA: Here it comes.

Hang onto your hat.

(computer beeping)

What’s it doing? W-Wait, wait, wait.

GUS: Is this verifiable?

So far, so good.

And if it holds up, it’s a definite game-changer.

That’s your data, Gus.

That’s my data?

The quintessence?

She gave it to us. Molly.

When she called and set this up.

Well, I didn’t...

I mean, I did send them your paper.

It looked finished. What do I know?

That’s a lovely understatement.

Because if this data is correct,

we have just found a way to directly

measure dark energy in the universe.

And if we can do that...

Then we’ll know the fate of the universe.

We call it the Gillenwater Effect.

(chuckles) Hope that’s okay.

It’s what the world will call it, Gus.

This is one for the ages.

Oh, no... oh, no, hey....

Hey, no... thank you, thank you.

Thank you, guys. Thank you all.

Hey, thank you.

Once upon a time--

not too long ago, actually--

the greats, like-like Hubble and even Einstein

stood exactly where you’re standing right now,

and they used this exact telescope

to alter our view of the universe forever.

Wow.

Yeah, wow. (chuckles)

Oh, you’re shivering.

Are you freezing?

No, it’s-it’s not the cold.

Yeah, come on, it’s the cold.

I mean, it’s a little cold.

(laughs)

Here we go.

Thanks. Uh-huh.

So, what am I seeing?

What am I looking at right now?

That would be the combined light

of about a trillion stars.

The usual. (chuckles)

I could do that forever.

Actually, you could.

Because the universe

isn’t just expanding; it’s accelerating.

It simply cannot end.

We know that now.

Forever.

It’s pretty comforting, right?

The Gillenwater Effect.

"Remember to ask."

Ask what?

MAN: Gus! Thank goodness

you’re still here.

I was hoping we could go through

a few questions before you go.

Oh.

Shouldn’t take more than a few minutes.

Go ahead. I’ll meet you back at the car.

Okay.

(footsteps in distance)

Hi there.

Hi.

Did you enjoy your visit?

Oh, yeah. Yeah.

The facility is

just beautiful. That telescope?

It’s really something, isn’t it?

It doesn’t get much use anymore, but...

Well, good night.

Uh, look, I just wanted to say thank you.

Oh, sure. For what?

For Gus.

For bringing him here and helping him.

I’m Molly Branford.

I’m... I don’t know if we met.

I’m sorry. No, no.

I was told that you and Gus might be here today.

I just thought that I should stay out of the way.

I’m Lauren.

Reynolds.

Does he ever mention me?

Oh.

Uh, well...

we worked here together, and...

Oh.

I...

I figured, uh, there must have been someone,

but I... I didn’t know.

What-what happened?

We were in love.

Then he had the aneurysm, and...

and I tried... for months.

His sister finally decided

to bring him back home.

And I really wanted to go;

it’s just that, ultimately, I couldn’t.

You left him.

But not because of him.

Because... I mean, I want children.

Right. He can have kids; it’s...

Well, he just won’t know who they are.

Right.

Maybe don’t say that we ran into each other.

Uh, it’s probably better that way.

I’m sorry. Right. No.

It is just so good

to have met you, Molly.

Hey.

Hey.

Are you okay?

What’s wrong?

I’m fine.

Do you wake up every morning

expecting to be here?

With your work and all your friends?

I wake up every morning unsure of anything.

Molly, I want to try that surgery.

You do?

Gus, that’s...

But, Mo-Molly... Molly...

if the surgery doesn’t work...

...I need you to promise me something.

Okay?

I need you to promise me that you’ll forget about me

and erase yourself

from my life. What?

No. Listen.

Just listen to me, okay?

When I’m with you, everything seems right.

I just... I wish that was enough, you know?

I will never remember you in the morning,

and you deserve better than that.

So this is the only way that I’ll do it.

It’s that or nothing.

Promise me, Molly.

Will you promise me?

Thanks.

(horn honks)

MOLLY: Hey.

Hi. Hey, sis.

MOLLY: Let us help you.

I got it. GUS: Hey, um...

I’m sorry, were we supposed to meet you?

No. I knew you went away with your cruise director here

and arranged to do some software upgrades on your new computer.

I’ll be back tomorrow and go over it

with you.

Where’d you go?

Uh, Mount Wilson.

Hey, will you

pop these in my trunk? It’s the green

VW bug in the alley. Yeah, no problem.

Want to throw that on, babe? Yeah.

GUS: Be right back.

(car alarm chirps)

He’s a piece of work, but you got to love him.

Yeah. And I really do.

Listen, I should warn you.

Don’t count on him getting better.

That hospital brochure

that was upstairs-- what’s up with that?

Gus is interested.

There’s this new surgical technique...

Yes, they have it at UCLA, and it’s not that new.

They did the procedure on Gus two years ago.

It didn’t work.

Gus... already had the surgery?

Molly, if you really love him,

you have to do it with your eyes open

because it’s possible that he will never,

ever get better.

All set.

Take care.

See you tomorrow.

MAX: Hi, Gus! Hi.

It’s me, Max. Oh.

You got that five bucks you owe me?

Keep your wallet in your pocket.

Tell him you’re kidding, Max.

I’m just kidding.

Okay. (chuckles) Bye.

(sighs)

Coming, Molly?

Yeah.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(jazz playing)

MAN (over radio): Good morning, New Orleans.

Another beautiful day in the Crescent City.

Hey, what’s up, Jean?

JEAN: Good morning, Mike.

High pressure out in the Gulf will bring us sunny skies

and a starlit evening.

So go stroll the Quarter

or saunter through Audubon Park...

♪ ♪

(violin playing lively tune)

Looking good.

(violin continues playing)

Jerry? We’ve been doing this for six weeks now.

We have?

Can I shout into your recorder?

Put "Jerry joins me every morning" on to-do list!

Okay, okay, okay. You don’t have to yell. Geez.

You look good, though. It’s paying off.

Brenda’s giving me another chance.

I’d like to keep in shape.

You and Brenda broke up?

(chuckling): I’m kidding, I’m kidding.

It’s in my notes. (mock laughing)

(knocking)

(sighs)

Hey, Sam.

Ardis decided we needed cleaner air at the store.

Bought a bunch of plants. Had a few extras, so, uh...

Have a Peace Lily.

(chuckles)

Okay. Thanks.

I, uh, came here to tell you something.

You know, with the, uh, cleaner air came a cleaner store.

We rearranged the rugs and cabinets and...

one of the drawers.

I found this.

The blue diamond.

It was stuck way in the back.

Wow, that’s cool.

It’s great.

So, uh...

I’d like you to come work for me again.

Yeah. Okay, great.

So... Tomorrow?

10:00 a.m.? Yeah. On the dot.

I’ll make a note.

Great. You do that. Great.

Red roses?

Too traditional.

Carnations?

Too ordinary.

Freesia.

(sighs) Let’s keep moving.

(quietly): Or not.

(whirring)

♪ ♪

MOLLY: Careful.

Quick.

Quickly.

Careful.

Careful. No bobbling.

My first wedding has to be perfect.

All right, quickly.

We’ve got about 20 minutes,

and then the guests are gonna start arriving.

So, as long as we put all the centerpieces on the tables,

then we can still be working outside, but then we really

have to skedaddle. We have, like, about ten more minutes.

I’m on it. (laughs)

(whistles)

(classical music playing)

It looks amazing.

You did a great job.

I did, didn’t I?

Whoa! Awesome.

Is that a comet?

Molly?

It wasn’t a comet.

A comet is ice, gas and dust orbiting the sun.

That was a meteor.

A shooting star.

GUS: 8:15 in the western sky.

Conditions: clear.

Lyrids meteor shower still increasing in frequency.

Very cool.

Okay, Gus, we’ll be back by 2:00.

Oh, and if Mrs. Bing comes in,

don’t mention her perfume.

Mrs. Bing?

You fixed her emerald-- a while ago.

Okay. I-I’ll make a note of it.

(beep) If Mrs. Bing comes in,

don’t talk about her perfume.

Must be horrible. (beep)

(bells tinkle)

Oh, Mrs. Bing?

Molly, actually.

Oh. (chuckles) Sorry, I was expecting...

It’s okay.

Wait, did you say "Molly"?

Yeah.

I know that name.

You do?

Yeah...

Yes! Wait. Stay.

Don’t... don’t move.

I’ll be right back. Okay...

Molly...

Is this yours?

You still have it.

Yeah. I mean, uh...

(chuckles)

You want to... try it on?

Yeah.

It’s all fixed up.

Oh, wow, yeah. That looks really good.

It’s an old Victorian setting.

We rarely see these nowadays.

It’s pretty special.

(sniffles)

Oh. Oh, hey.

Hey, darling, are you okay?

Those are happy tears, right?

Because the ring made it back to you?

Yeah.

It’s just...

Sometimes comets are thought to be lost, and...

a few come back into orbit and scientists

find that nothing was lost at all.

They’re found.

Uh...

how-how... how do you...

Do I...

Have we...

Do you want to get a cup of coffee with me?

Yeah.

I know a great place around the corner.

Yeah. I, um...

I don’t get off until 6:00.

I can wait.

I can wait, Gus.