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[Birds chirping]
M AN ON RADIO: Okay, Phil. I'II, uh... I'll notify P. E. S.
Is there a description on the vehicle?
[I ntro to The Cruel Sea's "She's Not There" plays]
[Paper crinkling]
§ Well, no one told me about her §
§ The way she lied §
§ Well, no one told me about her §
§ How many people cried §
§ But it's too late to say you're sorry §
§ How would I know? Why should I care? §
§ Please don 't bother tryin ' to find her §
§ She's not there §
§ Well, let me tell you 'bout the way she looks §
§ The way she acts, the color of her hair §
§ Her voice is soft and cool §
§ Her eyes are clear and bright §
§ But she's not there §
§ Ch- ch- ch- ch- ch- ch §
§ Well, no one told me about her §
§ What could I do? §
§ Well, no one told me about her §
§ And they all knew §
§ But it's too late to say you're sorry §
§ How would I know? Why should I care? §
§ Please don 't bother tryin ' to find her §
§ She's not there §
§ Well, let me tell you 'bout the way she looks §
§ The way she acts, the color of her hair §
§ Her voice is soft and cool §
§ Her eyes are clear and bright §
§ But she's not there §
[Door hinges squeak]
§ Hey §
M rs. Patty Vare?
Sorry to bother you, ma'am,
but we're trying to have a word with everyone who was at a party
at a William Rhine's house last night.
You were at a party at the Rhine house?
Is something wrong?
Well, ma'am, to start with,
somebody stole a car belonging to M r. And M rs. Roone Carter
from the parking lot of the Landmark Tavern.
Were you at the Landmark Tavern?
I was at Billy Rhine's.
Well, that's only 100 yards from the Landmark.
I didn't see the Carters.
How did you get home last night, ma'am?
I got a ride with some girls from Blakely.
Look, if that's all you need, I got toast in the toaster.
Is anyone here with you in the house?
Like who?
Like anyone.
Not right now.
Okay.
That's legal.
You know, I'm just wondering now
if you think you'll be here later.
What for?
I n case we need to come back.
Well, you know what? I won't be.
I'm going out for a ride, and I'm not going to be here.
I'm sorry.
A ride in that Porsche?
Going for a ride on a horse.
Gotta warn you, it's supposed to rain.
Thank you.
Okay.
["She's Not There" resumes]
[Horse snorts]
§ But it's too late to say you're sorry §
§ How would I know? Why should I care? §
§ Please don 't bother tryin ' to find her §
§ She's not there §
§ Well, let me tell you 'bout the way she looks §
§ The way she acts, the color of her hair §
§ Her voice is soft and cool §
§ Her eyes are clear and bright §
§ But she's not there §
[Clang]
[Horse neighing]
[Grunts, gasps]
"I sat at the table then with bloody hands.
"I sat, waiting for the sun to rise, with my wife...
"at least the biggest part of her...
"still sitting in the chair beside me.
"Her head was chopped off and, having rolled across the floor
"to wedge beneath the dishwasher,
"no longer faced me.
"All I could see was that plastic barrette clipped
"onto the back of her hair
and the trail of her blood leading to me. "
That's it.
You're messed up, man.
You call that writing?
Pardon me?
You call that writing?
What do you mean? What's wrong with it?
It's not writing.
That's chocolate syrup on chocolate ice cream.
Get rid of it.
[Scoffs]
You asked for a scene of domestic vio...
Rancor... in the style of John Cheever.
That's what it is.
I don't think so.
Well, I do.
What you have written is not in the style of John Cheever.
Therefore, you will rewrite it before we see each other again.
[Paper rustling]
All right, sir.
That's what you should have said in the first place.
I n the meantime, I've also given you a zero for being late.
[The Devlins' "I Knew That" plays]
I'm cutting that class tomorrow.
Yeah? Why?
'Cause he didn't like your story?
No.
Because he gave me another zero
for being, like, three minutes late.
What's his problem?
He gives the same zero for being late as for being out.
You're better off just cutting.
And then he starts off, like, five minutes early,
and acts like, "Where were you?"
Yeah, I know it, dude.
He leaves me no choice, man. It's designed to make you cut.
It's fine with me. I'm glad to do it.
[I ndistinct conversations]
§ They said the sky would be burning bright §
§ And all the angels would begin to fight §
§ Over the reason why there's no seasons §
§ And there'll be no day and night §
§ But, oh, you see, I knew that §
§ Yeah, I knew that §
§ Don 't you see, I knew that? §
§ Yes, I did §
[I ndistinct conversations]
§ I heard the words you were telling me §
Hey.
§ I heard your lies, your stupidity §
§ But all these things you say to me §
§ You just don 't understand §
- Hey, Heinz. - Slept again, huh?
I'm gonna go get something to eat.
Have fun in class?
§ Don 't you see, I knew that? §
§ Yes, I did §
- Hey, what's up? - Hey.
§ And if you look maybe you might find §
- Frances, hey. - Don't bother me.
Give me some potato chips, all right?
[Sighs]
$ 2. 50.
- What? - For five of them, doll.
Fifty cents apiece. Four on credit's the limit.
Frances...
That's my name.
I don't have it on me.
- [Sighs] Oh, please. - [Register beeps]
Please, what? I'm on a scholarship.
The Elks Lodge in Elliston pays my way here.
Oh, I see.
Well, maybe you better tell your Grand Poohbah
to set up a snack fund.
Is that a milkshake or egg cream?
Baker, I gotta talk to you.
Bitch. Let me starve.
I heard that, Baker.
- Frances... - Watch it.
Baker!
- Yeah, what? - I gotta talk to you privately.
Privately?
You got dirt on your face, dude.
You gotta get the car.
- What? - You have to get it.
I left a lady out there with M urphy.
What do you mean, a lady?
What do you mean, what do I mean? A lady!
What lady?
Well, I don't know what lady, Baker,
but we need to go get her.
We have to drive.
Hey, Baker, give me some money. I'm hungry.
Hey, guys, want a chip?
Hey, where'd you get those?
Found them.
Baker, please.
[Rustling]
All right. Let's go.
You'll go with me?
Yeah, I just said, "Let's go. "
Where you going? Give me those.
What's with them?
I don't know.
[Stewart Copeland's "She's Not There" plays]
[Metal rattling]
[Keys jingling]
[Engine turns over]
Cooke, try to take it easy. We'll find her.
I know.
What were you guys doing out here?
We were cutting I. P. S.
We were coming across the field, and we saw this horse.
It was all saddled up but with no one around.
M urphy wanted to take off.
I thought maybe the horse was lost or...
All right. There's M urphy!
Over here!
Come on!
Hurry up!
Let's go.
[Birds cawing]
Look at her.
Look at this.
COOKE: I told you.
She moved while you were gone.
What do you mean? What did you do?
I didn't do anything! I didn't touch her!
What happened to her?
[Groans] Help me!
Whoa.
See?
Man, I say we get the hell out of here.
That's brilliant, M urphy.
Well, what do you suggest?
I don't know. I'm thinking.
[I nsects chirping]
M iss?
Ma'am, are... are you in there?
[Gasps]
Hey.
[Gasps]
Where's my horse?
[Exhales sharply]
We're taking you to a doctor.
No. No.
Why not?
I'm fine.
I don't... I don't think you're fine.
[Breathlessly] I don't want to go to a...
a doctor.
COOKE: What if something's broken, ma'am?
Do you want us to take you home?
We can... we can drive you home.
Where do you live?
Do you live around here?
Ma'am?
COOKE: Uh-oh.
Oh, fuck this!
M urphy, shut up.
Well, now what? Now what?!
We'll take her with us.
We're not gonna take her to school.
Why not? She said not to take her home.
So take her to a gas station, Baker!
Call the freaking cops!
M urphy, what are you talking about?
Did you hear what she just said?
Yes, I heard her!
Well, what if she's on the run or something?
I can't just turn her in.
Turn her in for what, Baker? For falling off a horse?
[I ntroduction to Orbit's "Colored Water" plays]
Well, I don't know for what.
§ Colored §
§ Water §
§ Paperback §
§ Picture §
§ Postcard §
§ Wasted time §
§ I know nothing about you §
§ Do you care? §
§ I know nothing about you §
§ Strip you bare §
Hey.
What?
What are you doing?
Nothing.
[I ndistinct conversations]
[Bell tolls]
[Compulsion's "Bellylaugh" plays]
§ Blown to bits §
Hey, dude.
§ On a street yesterday §
What are you guys doing here? It's 6:30.
Oh, we needed the lighter.
You don't have a lighter?
They're all in here, thief.
Ready?
Ready.
[Crumpling]
[Clang]
Aren't you guys going to dinner?
- Oops. - All right. There we go.
You know, if you don't leave now,
you're not gonna make it to dinner.
Oh. Oh, dude, your dad called again.
You wanna know something?
I think he likes talking to me more than you.
I'm really glad, but it's, like, 6:30.
I think... I think he said
you forgot your mom's birthday again.
"Sonny, God damn it!" [Laughs]
Don't call me that.
Maybe if you ran a humorous anecdote by him now and again,
he'd like you a little bit more.
[Door opens]
Oh, hey.
It's Jimmy Cooke.
- John. - What?
My name isn't Jimmy. It's John.
Oh. John. Johnny. Jimbo.
- How's it going, Bill? - [Laughter]
[Coughs]
All right, get the hell out of here... all of you.
What'd you say?
[Glass shatters]
[Clattering]
Hey, man... that was my shit.
This is my room.
What's wrong with you, dude?
Nothing is wrong with me.
I just want some privacy once in a while.
Do you guys understand that?
[Door opens]
Okay.
Hey, what are you doing in here that's so secret?
Nothing.
[Scoffs] You building a tunnel, or...
No, asshole,
I got a girl knocked out in the back of the dorm
and I can't bring her here until I get you guys out of the way.
[Scoffs] Yeah. I n your dreams.
Well, thanks, guys!
I'm coming.
Jeez, what'd you do, stop for a Coke?
Is she all right?
How do I know if she's all right?
I can't tell if she's dead or alive.
What do you want with her? She's an accident victim.
I know that.
Come on. Let's get her inside.
Not me.
Forget it. I'm done. I'm going to dinner.
You guys can do whatever it is you're trying to do without me.
I'm trying to help her.
Come on.
[Moans]
What is it?
It's a $ 20.
"Patty S. Vare. "
Can I see?
"Eyes... ha. "
Hazel.
Right. "Birthdate... 2/9..."
She's 25.
[Sniffs]
[Sighs]
She's saying something again.
Is she up?
She might be. I don't know.
[Rock music playing in distance]
[Doorknob rattling]
Hey.
You're up.
COOKE: Hi.
How are you feeling?
Nothing seems broken, does it?
COOKE: We took your boots off.
BAKER: So you could sleep.
Are you all right?
COOKE: You want us to call the infirmary?
No.
She speaks. [Chuckles]
We should take her to the infirmary.
She just said no.
Where am I?
You're in... in my room.
It's my room.
I'll call the infirmary.
Cooke, Jesus... she just said no.
I think I'd like to sit down.
Sure.
Where's my horse?
Well, we're not sure.
Cooke, why don't you go get her something to eat?
Get her a sandwich.
Now?
Is that what you want?
Are you hungry?
Not really.
[Door opens]
Get her some soup.
Why don't we flip to see who goes?
All right, all right. I'm going.
If they don't have soup, are doughnuts okay?
Doughnuts are fine. Go.
[Lock clicks]
[Chuckles] So...
[Chair creaking]
What'd you do?
I fell off my h-horse.
Well, why... why didn't you want to go to a doctor?
I-Is that what I said? I don't remember that.
I'm not surprised.
Why? What else did I say?
[Knock on door]
You said, uh, you didn't want to go home.
Did I?
Yeah.
You know, it sounded like you must've done something.
M rs. Patty Vare?
Did you steal something?
What?
Did you kill someone?
What are you talking about?
The perfect crime.
But then it started to heat up, so you had to get out.
What are you saying?
I don't know.
It was just an idea.
I guess I was just hoping.
Someone like you in the middle of a field, all alone.
I get to rescue a fugitive or something.
Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you.
Don't apologize. You're not a disappointment.
What's your name?
Louise.
Louise?
[Knock on door]
Can you hang on a minute?
- Who is it? - It's M urphy! Open up!
I can't right now, M urphy.
What the hell is that supposed to mean?
It means you can't come in.
Baker, open the door, or I'm getting Hunt.
[Lock clicks]
Whoa.
She's up.
What do you want, M urphy?
Is she all right?
She's fine.
It's a good thing she woke up.
M urphy...
They can die on you, bud.
What's your name?
Uh... Louise.
M urphy, get the hell out of here.
- [Door opens] - Are you hungry?
She's not hungry.
- Do you live around here? - Leave her alone!
You leave her alone, dude!
How about a cigarette?
[Footsteps approach]
Hey! Ow!
- Stop it! - Excuse us for just a second.
Let go of me!
Visiting hours are over, you hear me?
Looks like yours are just getting started.
You know, you have a very big mouth
for an eighth-grader, M urphy.
My mouth is nothing compared to that boner in your pants.
What did you say?
You heard me.
You better hope I misunderstood you.
Hi.
[Sighs]
What do you want, Marco?
Nothing.
Marco, go get M r. Hunt for me, now!
Marco, don't you dare.
Marco, go!
You're gonna get so booted for this.
Oh, you think so?
I know it, man. You're out of here.
M urphy, you're gonna make somebody a great cop someday,
you know that?
[Harness jingling]
[Horse whinnying]
M AN: Giddyap.
WOM AN: Come on.
[Horse whinnying]
[Clicks tongue]
Still not back?
Still not back.
Thinking she went somewhere with the ballplayer?
Hard not to think it. I don't know.
I don't like feeling like I'm being avoided.
Yeah, well, it's not like this one
hasn't gone on binges before.
You know her?
Yeah, I know her.
So, where would she be going in such a hurry
that she'd leave her horse on Route 9?
No idea. She could be anywhere.
Horse could've walked down there himself.
I remember one time, she left him tied to Fenton's back porch.
You know Fenton?
Yeah, I know him.
She left that horse on Fenton's back porch
for three days.
Well, where was she?
I don't know. She and Fenton went somewhere or other.
One thing led to another, I guess.
I don't know. Fenton won't say.
She's kind of a firecracker.
Yeah?
That's what I hear about Bud.
Well, he may have met his match with this one.
[I ndistinct talking on police radio]
[Car door opens]
Right.
- Come out with your hands up! - Oh, jeez!
You nearly made me drop this.
Aw, you spilled some, dude.
Shit.
You fricking room service now?
No, asshole.
You treat him like he's Elvis or something.
I do not!
This is for me.
I don't think so.
What do you know?
We know he's trying to hide it up there.
Hide what?
You're gonna get nailed just for knowing about it.
It is so illegal, dude.
It is not! He's just making sure she's all right.
She?
I mean...
- Oh, man. - I don't believe it.
- It's a girl. - I knew it.
I knew it.
That snake!
What do you mean? Wait. What are you guys talking about?
Come on.
What girl? I didn't say anything.
We'll catch you later, mouth.
[Panting]
Oh!
[Rock music playing in distance]
Thanks.
I'll just keep an eye on the door out there if you need me.
Okay.
§ Turn out the light §
[I nhales sharply]
[Water runs]
[Sighs]
[Breathing raggedly]
[Glasses clinking]
M AN: Who is that?
That's Patty Vare.
[I ndistinct conversations]
You know her?
Yeah, I know her.
Do me a favor.
Oh, what?
Hey... Patty.
What?
Come here. Meet someone.
Who?
Come on.
Bud, this is Patty.
Patty, Bud Valentine.
Bud Valentine?
You know, there's a pitcher named Bud Valentine.
He... He pitches for Pittsburgh.
That's him, you...
That's him.
That's you?
Yes, ma'am.
How nice for you.
I'm dating a guy who's a big baseball fan.
That's how I know your name.
He's dating you, he's a lucky guy.
Aren't you sweet?
Is he here?
No, he isn't.
[Thump]
Sorry.
Are you all right?
Yeah, I'm fine.
[I ndistinct conversation in distance]
[I ntroduction to Compulsion's "Domestique" plays]
[Knock on door]
Ah!
Hey, watch it.
[I ndistinct conversation]
Come on.
Marco, get over here.
§ In my house, in my home, squeaky clean §
Keep your hand here and don't move it.
Don't let anyone touch this door, you hear me?
How come?
You're playing a role, dude. Enjoy it.
Wait! Baker, what do you mean?
What if somebody has to go in?
[Water runs]
Where is she?
Where's who?
[Door closes]
"Where is who?" I love that.
She left.
You're lying.
Maybe she's in the bathroom.
Yeah, right.
Go look.
Let's look outside.
She's not outside.
We're looking outside.
Fine. I don't... I don't care.
§ It's in the water §
§ M y kids'll get it §
[Water running]
[Groans]
[Sighs]
[I nhales sharply]
[I ntroduction to The Stone Roses' "Begging You" plays]
§ I'm begging you §
[Sobs]
§ I'm begging you §
[I nsects chirping]
[Water running]
[Clattering]
[Door opens]
[Door closes]
[Door opens]
What happened?
G-Grabbed the shelf.
[I nhales sharply]
Are you all right?
I don't think so.
[Glass cracking]
[Breathing heavily]
[Door opens]
Cooke, she needs a blanket.
[Door closes]
[Door opens]
[Glass cracking]
Your shirt is soaked.
We should get something dry on you.
Baker... w-what should I do?
Go get me a shirt from my room.
[Patty groans]
Hello?
What?
Did you hear me?
Huh?
Go get me a shirt.
[Glass cracking]
[Rock music playing in distance]
[Breathing heavily]
[Groans]
[Breathing heavily]
[Door opens]
[Glass cracking]
[Groans]
[I nhaling sharply]
Cooke, is there anyone out there?
I don't think so.
[I ntroduction to Scarce's "Honeysimple" plays]
Are you okay?
[Breathlessly] Yeah, I'm okay.
Are you still cold?
No, I'm hot.
§ I reckon rainbows §
§ Tall lover shadows §
What are you doing?
I'm too hot now.
What the hell's going on in here?
Shit, Cooke!
Uh-oh.
- Hey! - Sorry.
Baker! Open the door, Baker.
Let us in.
BAKER: Will you shut up out there?!
§ Crossed off and crawling, don 't you even miss him? §
- [Knock on door] - What?!
Candygram.
Hey, guys, the bathroom is trashed.
How come the bathroom's trashed?
Hey, Baker, the bathroom's trashed.
[Sighs]
I hate it here.
I hate it here so much.
§ Every day §
[Door opens]
[Metal rattling]
What, you want me? You looking for me?
Who is she, asshole?
Who is who?
Wait.
Who are you guys talking about?
Where'd she come from?
You gotta tell us, dude.
Baker, you don't have a choice.
Are you threatening me? Don't threaten me.
Well, don't try and frigging hide things from us.
Why not? Who are you?
I'm your best friend. I deserve to know who she is.
- You're my best friend? - [Coin rattles]
Baker...
dude, listen...
Dude, I'm telling you, it's too much for you to handle,
so just back off, all right?
[I nhales sharply]
Ow! Oh, f... Ow, man!
Jesus. What did you do?
Oh, shit!
What the hell happened?
I think I just broke my hand!
Oh, God, look at it!
Baker, take me to the hospital!
Me? I can't right now.
What?!
What? Van Slieder can take you.
I've gotta stay here.
What?!
I just told you... I've gotta stay here.
Jeez, Phillips, it's not my fault, you fool,
you broke your hand.
Just go to the infirmary.
You're staying here with your new girlfriend,
I'm getting hauled to the frigging hospital?!
All right, that's it.
Phillips, shut up, okay? I'll take you.
God.
Come on. Let's go.
I'll punch your face in, Phillips.
You know something?
- What? - Thank you!
[Door opens]
Hi.
What's wrong?
Nothing's wrong.
I brought you a soda.
Are you all right?
Yeah. I-I borrowed some pants and sneakers.
That's fine.
Did you call anybody?
You mean about you?
Well, yeah.
Well, no.
Look, I'll be right back, all right?
Okay.
[Door opens, closes]
[Billiard balls rattling]
[I ntroduction to Marti Jones' "Twisted Vines" plays]
How about right here?
§ So I went into a coma §
§ Never thinking I'd be sad §
Whoa.
Oh, shit.
[Laughs]
§ Wonderin ' what I'd do if I had tried §
I owe you, Cooke.
No, you don't.
[Door rattles, glass shatters]
M URPHY: What was that?
Sorry.
Let me in, guys.
Just wait a minute, M urphy.
Hurry up.
Let him in.
Hurry up.
Come on.
[Door closes]
I don't believe you.
Why is that?
You've still got her in your room.
Yeah? How do you know?
The whole school knows, Baker. Even Marco saw her.
Marco didn't see her.
How long is she staying here?
Why do you ask? It's not your problem.
I'm gonna remind you
of something my mom used to say to me, dude.
What?
You give a stray kitten too much milk,
you're gonna have a permanent cat on your hands.
She sounds like a genius.
Shut up.
M urphy, you don't get it.
It's not what you think at all.
I don't get it?
[Rock music playing in distance]
[Thunder crashes]
What are you reading?
Your homework... I guess.
It's pretty gory.
It's just a story.
I like the part with the three prostitutes in the tub.
Can I have that back?
What class is this for, Creative Writing?
Yeah.
There's no grade on it.
It's an elective.
W... A what?
It's pass/fail.
Oh.
So, how you doing so far?
Are you passing or failing?
Fifty-fifty.
Can I have that back?
It's not bad. A little flowery.
Yeah, that's what my teacher says.
Really?
Sort of.
Is your head all right?
M m... yeah.
I have a cut.
How did you get a cut there if you fell on your back?
[Sighs]
[Thunder rumbles]
Look, my name's not really Louise.
I know.
It's Patty.
Patty.
Yeah.
I knew this would happen.
What would happen?
That I'd get thrown out.
You got thrown out of school?
[Thunder rumbles]
Not yet, but I look at you and I know that I will be.
Would it help if we left?
[Chuckles]
If you left, yeah, it'd probably help.
You wanna come with me?
I'm in high school.
[Thunder rumbles]
You could help me find my horse...
...if you want.
What's wrong? What are we doing?
We're not gonna find your horse out here, Patty.
[Vehicle passes]
M-Maybe someone found him and took him back to your house.
Maybe we should check at your house.
You don't look like you like that idea.
I don't... I guess.
[Vehicle passes]
- [Carnival music plays] - What are you looking at?
Those lights up there.
It's the fair.
You wanna go?
Now?
- Yeah. - Are you kidding?
I have to... get back to school.
It's a really good fair.
I'm... I'm sure it is, but...
Patty?
What?
I feel like I woke up
with the dial on the wrong channel or something.
I feel like that every day.
So, what do they have... like, rides and stuff?
[I ntroduction to Squeeze's "If I Didn't Love You" plays]
[People screaming]
§ If I didn 't love you, I'd hate you §
§ Watching you play in the bath §
§ A soap suds stickle- back navy §
§ A scrubbing brush landing craft §
§ Your skin gets softer and warmer §
§ I pat you down with a towel §
§ Tonight it's love by the fire §
Patty.
§ M y mind goes out on the prowl §
There you are.
§ If I, if I, if I §
I got another one for you, all right?
There's these two women...
What? What are you looking at?
You told me this one.
How do you know?
You told me this one five minutes ago.
There's these two women,
and they're sitting on their front porch,
and one of them sees their husband...
Boyfriend with a bunch of roses.
You told me this one.
Did I?
Yes.
Hmm.
§ Over the coals §
§ Passionate looks are my fancy §
What? What's the matter?
I have to tell you something.
Me too.
Well, let me tell you first.
I never tell anyone anything.
Hey.
Patty Vare.
§ If I didn 't love you §
Hey, Fenton.
Where you been at?
I've been here tonight. Where have you been?
Having a couple of brewskies, huh?
Yep.
You met Jilly?
We met, I think.
Who's this?
Uh, this is my brother... Lars.
Well, his name's Lars, but he goes by Larry.
Hey. She talks about you all the time, kid.
Fenton Ray. And this is Jilly.
Hi, there.
Hey.
Do you ride as good as your sister?
What?
He means horses, Larry.
No, I don't like horses.
Larry's into cars.
No kidding?
There's that fathead cop again.
He was just down at the Landmark today.
What did he want down there, Fenton?
How do I know?
I told you, you're supposed to use your sight...
[Nasally] "Fenton, we're looking for a stolen car.
What can you tell us?"
[Normal voice] They always think of me first.
What the hell do I know about it?
Something up that guy's butt.
Will you excuse me? Be right back.
J I LLY: Is she all right?
Yeah, I'm sure she's fine. I just...
Did I just miss something?
She got a real protective brother.
§ If you willed your mind, if you willed your mind §
[Laughs]
[Bells chiming]
PATTY: Larry!
[I ntro to Sparklehorse's "Sad and Beautiful World" plays]
Patty.
Hey.
[Bell rings]
Come on.
[Ringing stops]
I thought you were leaving.
I wasn't leaving. I was just getting on line.
Well, you disappeared.
There's people around here, Larry.
Be careful.
What do you mean?
What are you doing?
You started it.
I didn't start it.
Don't you start it.
Larry...
Will you marry me?
What?
I know that sounds ridiculous to you,
but I would do it.
I would. I'd do anything for you.
[Chuckles]
§... And beautiful world §
[I ndistinct conversations]
[Carnival music plays]
Mom, Jesus!
Got a little more.
Why don't you take him over to the fountain?
All right.
Come on. Let's go.
We'll be right back.
M AN: Right here!
Three tries for fifty cents!
What's that?
Where's Kellogg?
Oh, he says he's doing it by himself.
Who's that guy? I've seen this guy.
Bud Valentine. He plays for Pittsburgh.
Right. He's the pitcher.
Right.
Do you like him?
Yeah, he's good.
Been in a slump lately.
M issed a start in Atlanta today.
Is he wanted for something?
What do you mean?
He's just missing?
WOM AN: All right! Come on!
What?
What are you looking at?
M AN: All right! Here we are right now!
What is it?
The Kentucky Derby!
Now, step right up. We got a good race going!
[Shouting indistinctly]
[Grunts]
Sh...
[People screaming]
[Breathing heavily]
[Dog growls]
What is it?
Hold still.
[Panting]
[Dog whimpers]
[Laughing]
[I ntroduction to Monster Magnet's "The Secret" plays]
Want to know what my dad does?
What?
He owns seven Piggly Wigglies and nine Surf Steaks.
No, ten Surf Steaks.
He bought a new one from Radio Shack.
It used to be a Radio Shack.
Know what I'm saying?
You don't wanna do that.
I don't wanna do that.
You know what he wants me to do?
He wants me, someday, to take the whole chain
to the floor of the New York Stock Exchange...
me, the captain of industry.
He's the one that's been telling me since I was 2
I'm a time-waster.
"Sonny, God damn it, get your ass down here. "
My mom would go, "For Christ's sake,
he's only 8 years old. "
He sent me away when I was 12.
Threw you out?
He sent me to school.
I said, "Fine with me. At least I get some privacy. "
§ Must kiss the darkness §
§ And wade now right on in §
Get me out of there, Patty. I'm begging you.
Let me be your butler or something.
I don't need a butler.
Well... could I just come live with you?
You wouldn't like it.
Yes, I would.
Not for long.
You make everything look so different to me, Patty.
Oh, yeah? Like what?
Like everything.
Everything else just seems pointless
compared to being with you.
Like, what am I doing in school?
I don't know.
I'm afraid I might never see you again.
Will I?
Well, yeah.
You'll see me.
I'm right here.
[Sighs]
You want, like, a beer?
Yeah, okay.
BUD: What was your name again?
Patty.
[Both chuckle]
What?
[Exhales sharply]
[Pop music playing in distance]
[Click]
[Lock clicks]
You're drunk, Bud.
Get in the car.
Whose car is this, anyway?
It's a rental.
[Clicking]
I would think a guy like you would have his own car, Bud.
Yep, I do.
So why are we taking this one?
I like it. It'll always remind me of you.
[Laughs]
[Engine turns over]
[Car door closes]
Bud Valentine... car thief.
What do you know?
[Engine revs, tires screech]
Am I gonna need lipstick for this?
[Tires screech]
[Dog barks]
FENTON: No! Farney!
Well... hidy-ho, Patty.
[Zipper zips]
What are you doing here?
J I LLY: Farney!
Fucking Grand Central Station.
I found your dog, Jilly.
Well, God, where the hell was he?
Farney!
Come here!
[Farney barks]
Where was Dennis the Menace off to?
Just shut up, all right?
What are you looking at me like that for?
What's he only got, three days to live or something?
Jeez, Patty.
This serious or what?
[Chuckles]
I don't know.
No, no.
I don't know.
Look...
Fenton, I'm in some trouble.
With that kid?
No.
- Will you do me a favor? - Yeah.
Will you just get me out of here before that cop comes back?
And makes a scene in front of your brother?
Yeah.
[Sighs]
The last thing he needs is...
...Is you?
[Chuckles] Yeah, is me.
[Carnival music plays, people screaming]
[Man speaking indistinctly on intercom]
[Coin rattles]
[Dialing]
[Telephone ringing]
[Ringing continues]
Hello?
BAKER: Yeah. Who is this?
Jonathan Marco. Who's this?
Marco, it's Baker. Go get Cooke. Hurry up.
[Receiver rattles]
[I ndistinct conversations]
Hello?
Cooke, it's me.
Baker, where are you?
I'm at the county fair.
What?! You're in big trouble!
No, I'm not.
Yes, you are.
Everybody knows you're gone. You're missing.
You disappeared!
[Sighs] I know what I did.
- They called your parents. - Who did?
Hunt did, and I think M urphy told them something about...
Cooke? Hey, Cooke, are you there?
Yes, Dad?
Oh, Jesus. Did someone come in?
Yes, Dad.
Not Hunt again.
Yes, Dad.
Oh, man.
- I'll call you back. - That's not all.
Can I talk to Mom?
What... What... What are you talking about?
To both of you... Dad.
Yours.
What?
To see you.
Oh, shit. My parents are there.
[Exhales sharply]
Way to go, Dad. I knew you could do it.
[M usic and conversations continue]
Put my father on.
That's so funny.
I mean it, Cooke. Put him on.
Dad... come on.
Cooke, put him on. Tell him it's me.
You won't get in trouble.
HUNT: Guess we're spending the night.
Uh, M r. Baker...
it's for you.
Hello?
Hey, Dad, it's...
Sonny, God damn it!
Where the hell are you?
Your mother's a goddamned nervous wreck.
It's him.
Dad, listen, I'm living my life.
Boy, I don't believe this.
What?
You don't want to know.
Dad, it's nothing bad. It's... It's a good thing.
Where the hell are you calling from?
What's the difference?
I'm with a friend, but that's not what I had to tell you.
I'm out in the world, and I'm doing fine.
I'm great.
Sonny, God damn it, that's got to be the dumbest thing
I ever heard out of you.
Now, you listen to me.
I'm here at your dorm with Steve Hunt.
And we worked it all out. You hear me?
Now, you can go back to class in the morning
with a clean slate.
Steve's a good friend of mine,
and he's willing to forget everyth...
But I'm not willing. I don't want to go back.
Sonny, God damn it!
Look... we know you got mixed up with a girl.
Dad...
We don't know how it happened.
And we don't want to know.
All right, we... we don't want to know.
Well, why not? I can tell you.
An angel fell in my lap and brought me up to heaven,
and that's where I am.
Do you hear the music? That's where I am.
Sonny... please.
What? I'm throwing off the shackles, Dad.
I'm not coming back.
Congratulate me.
He just hung up.
[Sighs]
[Telephone rings]
Hello.
I forgot to tell Mom happy birthday.
Tell her I said happy birthday.
He called to say happy birthday.
[M usic and conversations continue]
State police, son.
Who were you just on the phone with?
Just a friend, sir. Why?
I'm sorry. Am I doing something wrong?
Where's your girlfriend?
What do you mean?
All right.
[Paper rustling]
Do you know this man?
No.
I mean, it... it looks like Bud Valentine.
He's a pitcher for the...
Yeah, that's who it is.
Why are you showing me this?
Why does she disappear whenever I show up?
Who?
Ms. Patty Vare.
What do you mean, disappear?
How do you know her?
Well...
I just... know her.
How long have you known her?
Just today, really.
So you don't know anything about a stolen vehicle...
black Jetta, license plate "RB5-67 K"?
Wait a minute. I don't know any...
That car is missing,
and so is M r. Francis "Bud" Valentine,
and I believe your friend knows the whereabouts of both.
And for some reason, she's being very evasive today.
And I'm just hoping that you're gonna tell me why.
Look, I was just having a couple beers.
Oh, yeah. Yeah, I see that.
You got some I. D.?
I got... school I. D.
Drinking under age, I guess.
Yes, sir.
[Receiver rattles]
"John Baker Jr.
Sherwood School for Boys. "
Graduating soon?
June...
I mean, if I... if I graduate.
Lf?
Hate hearing that.
Yes, sir.
I tell you what I'm gonna do, John Baker Jr.
I want you to call this number...
when she contacts you again.
What do you mean, when she contacts me?
Don't tempt me not to trust you...
John.
[Distant carnival music plays, indistinct conversations]
[I nsects chirping]
Patty?
[Birds chirping]
[Leaves rustling]
[I ntroduction to Del Amitri's "Tell Her This" plays]
§ Tell her not to go §
§ I ain 't holding on no more §
[Bird cawing]
§ Tell her something in my mind §
§ Freez es up from time to time §
§ Tell her not to cry §
§ I just got scared §
§ That's all §
§ Tell her I'll be by her side §
§ All she has to do is call §
§ Tell her something in my mind §
§ Freez es up from time to time §
[Exhales sharply] Hey, Mom.
Sonny... you okay?
Oh, yeah.
Come in.
I'm sorry to wake you up.
Oh, no. It's fine.
It's, you know, we're... we're up.
What the hell's going on?
I've got class at 8:00, Dad. I just wanted to come by...
Wait.
What do you mean, you got a class?
I have a quiz in Spanish.
So you're going to class, huh?
Y-Yeah. I guess I have to.
How'd you get here?
Here?
Well, I hitched a ride.
You stole a car from the school.
[Sighs] I just returned it.
Jesus, Dad, give me a break.
And what kind of break did you have in mind?
Parole at 35.
You're not in jail, Sonny. It's the opportunity to...
I'm not wearing stripes... is that what you mean?
[Sighs]
All right.
I'll call Steve Hunt.
I don't want to wake him up, too.
Sonny, wo... could you just sit down?
[Telephone ringing]
[Translation from Spanish] "When the weather
starts to get warmer after a long, cold winter..."
[Knock on door]
Dr. Paz, hola. I'm sorry to interrupt.
John was with me this morning.
I hope you'll excuse his being late.
[Translation from Spanish] Oh, it's okay.
[Clears throat]
As I was saying, Pedro has a house in the mountains
where he spends his summers,
and he has a garden where he likes to work.
What does he grow in his garden, Seňor Phillips?
Uh...
[Paper rustling]
[Translation from Spanish] He grows carrots.
Carrots. What else, Seňor Heinz?
[Translation from Spanish] I n it, he grows mushrooms.
[Laughing]
Unh-unh-unh.
M ushrooms grow wild in the forest, Seňor Heinz.
Seňor Baker?
What else does he grow in his garden?
[Translation from Spanish] I n his garden... carrots.
Carrots?
Are we talking about a carrot lover?
Seňor Phillips already mentioned carrots.
What else?
Sorry, seňor.
He grows... apples.
Apples?
One has to distinguish between garden and orchard, Seňor Baker.
Sorry, seňor.
Too rough for you, huh? Don't worry.
I'll take over tonight.
Your dad have to come and resuscitate you, dude?
Seňores...
If you're talking about something
that doesn't have anything to do with Pedro,
speak louder so we can all participate.
Seňor Heinz.
S í, seňor.
What can be so interesting to not pay attention to the class?
Nothing, seňor. Pardon me.
You're arguing and interrupting the class over nothing?
No, seňor.
Seňor Baker...
I'm sorry. Excuse me.
I don't feel myself today.
[Laughter]
What is so funny?!
Seňor Baker... stand up.
Stand up, Seňor Baker.
Did you read or did you not read the chapters for today
from Pedro in the Pyrenees?
I didn't read it.
And do you have any excuse for not coming to class prepared?
I have personal problems.
[Sniffles, coughs]
Do you want to explain your problems in English?
[Sighs] Well, sir, not... not really.
[Sighs]
It involves my father.
He's had a long battle with alcohol.
And my mother can't help because she's unstable as well.
[Coughing]
Shut up, Heinz.
It involves a piece of ass.
Cost him his entire allowance in one night.
[Laughter]
Hey!
I will not allow a physical disturbance in my classroom!
I know, Dr. Paz. I'm sorry.
[Panting]
I think I've got the flu.
The flu?
Yes, sir. I think I'm not well.
You are asking me to excuse you from the quiz
that I scheduled for today?
Yes, sir. I'd prefer to take it later.
Yeah, save your strength for your girlfriend.
Wait!
Watch my hand!
Whoa! Wait!
[Panting]
[I ntroduction to Supergrass' "Wait for the Sun" plays]
§ White budding sun §
§ It's gonna come again §
§ Wait for the one §
§ She's bringing you her love §
Oh, God. Speak of the devil.
What's that supposed to mean?
Well, it means I'd just been talking about you.
What's the matter? Where you going?
Nowhere.
Well, why aren't you in your class?
I'm finished, Frances. I quit.
I see.
Well, before you give your books to the poor,
someone's in there looking for you.
I n where?
I n the snack bar. She says she's your aunt.
She doesn't look like your aunt.
She looks like Barbara Stanwyck in there.
She's having a cup of tea with your number on the bag, Baker.
Watch yourself.
§ Along the way §
[Door closes]
[I ndistinct conversations]
Hey.
You looking for me?
[I ndistinct shouting]
[Chuckling] Hey, lady, say something, will you?
I'm sorry about last night.
Where'd you go? I waited for you.
What happened?
[Sighs]
Got a ride with Fenton.
You what?
Oh, he...
he gave me a ride out to his house.
You went to his house?
You went home with the convict or whoever that was?
He's a carpenter, Larry.
[Sighs]
My name is not Larry. It's John.
John...
He helped you get rid of me?
No.
He didn't.
[Exhales deeply]
Look, I don't... I don't want to keep you from your schoolwork.
I dropped out of school, Patty, or at least I tried to.
God, are you always like this?
Yeah.
I'm always like this.
Do you know anything about a pitcher named Bud Valentine?
[Engine turns over]
[Tires screeching]
[Laughing]
What's that?
It's a picture.
It's Melanie Carter.
You took the Carters' car.
Whoa.
[Exhales sharply]
This is, uh... Roone and Mary Carter's car.
This is their daughter's.
She killed herself last year.
[Tires screeching]
I don't feel so good.
- The car's haunted. - Don't say that.
I'm just kidding.
I think I'd better go home.
No. I'm taking you someplace.
Yeah, I know, but I don't think I want to go anywhere right now.
Too late.
Come on, Bud. You can take me tomorrow.
I won't be here tomorrow. I got a game in Atlanta.
Bud, this isn't our car.
Bud...
Stop!
Bud, why won't you stop?!
What?
[Tires screeching]
[Glass shattering]
[Door hinges creak]
[Gasps]
[Spitting]
[Gasps]
[Vehicle approaching]
[Keys jingling]
I couldn't breathe.
I had to get out.
[Voice breaking] I...
I was just too scared, and...
I left him.
I n the car.
I don't know why I got out and not him.
[I ntro to Sparklehorse's "Sad and Beautiful World" plays]
Larry?
Yeah?
[Sighs]
Where the hell are they already?
They'll be here.
[Frog croaking]
[Machinery grinding]
[I ndistinct conversations]
Ms. Vare?
Ma'am, I would like to take you in to Wayland,
if you don't mind.
Officer Cane here can bring M r. Baker.
He's not involved in this.
Well, it's routine.
It won't take very long. Don't worry.
You don't have to grab me.
[Grunting]
[Typewriter keys clacking, indistinct conversations]
Wayland.
Wayland...
W-A-Y-L-A-N-D.
Okay. Thanks.
[Receiver clicks, telephone dings]
Hey, babe.
All right. I n here.
[Telephone ringing]
[Door opens, closes]
I was right.
[Conversations continue]
[Door opens]
M r. Baker?
Yes, sir?
All right. I think we're just about done here.
Good.
Lf, uh, we need to get in touch with your son again,
we'll contact you.
Um, I appreciate your help, lieutenant.
Sonny?
[Door latch clicks, hinges creak]
Hey, Patty. How are you?
I'm, uh, I'm good.
Um, Larry...
This is my sister Ellen and my brother Tom.
All right, Sonny. Let's get going.
[Sighs]
I got fingerprinted.
Why?
Contributing to the delinquency of a minor.
[Footsteps approach]
Hey, Patty.
Hey, Billy.
Let's go.
What have you been saying out here, Patty?
Nothing.
Sonny, God damn it.
God damn it what?
[I ndistinct conversations]
Don't use that tone with me.
John, he's just trying to help the girl.
Well, that girl has plenty of people
to sort this out for her, all right?
We said we'd keep this short.
You'd better get out of here.
Don't push your dad any further, Sonny, please.
Better be a big elevator. [Chuckles]
We'll just wait for the next one.
[I ntroduction to Smoking Popes' "Gotta Know Right Now" plays]
[Doors rattling]
§ If I told you that I really, really liked you a lot §
[Pounding on door]
Damn it!
§ For a long, long time §
§ But I've never had the guts §
§ I wonder what you would say §
§ I just can 't go on this way §
Hi, officer.
You can't leave a car here, son.
My therapist told me to wait right here.
She'll kill me if I move.
I don't know who your therapist is,
but she can't leave her car here.
§ I wanna do something half insane §
§ To prove to you that I'm alive §
§ I wonder what you would say §
Is this your car, sir?
Yeah.
This is an illegal parking place.
Sorry.
§ Today §
[Engine turns over]
[I nstrumental solo]
Sonny, God damn it!
[M usic continues]
§ As I walk by your house §
§ For the third time tonight §
§ And I stand in your driveway §
§ H ypnotiz ed by your bedroom light §
§ I wonder what you would say §
§ I just can 't go on this way §
§ I gotta know right now §
§ Today §
§ I gotta know §
§ Right now §
§ I gotta know §
§ Right now §
§ I gotta know §
§ Right now §
§ I gotta know §
§ Right now § §
[I ntroduction to Lucid's "Sweet Life" plays]
§ Tempted angels fell from the sky §
§ A mere precaution for one day to fight §
§ While we roam in a world full of darkness §
§ Branded with a scarlet life in the breath §
§ So go back there, leader at large §
§ Afraid to suffer with those he had scarred §
§ He's taken over and drowned in his fear §
§ Remembered only with contempt through the years §
§ Beyond the flesh, there lies a sweet life §
§ If they had faith and only realiz ed §
§ Loved the pain §
§ And lied a sweet life §
§ Raging anger or endless greed §
§ Eventually will bring a man to his knees §
§ Beyond the flesh, there lies a sweet life §
§ If they had faith and only realiz ed §
§ Loved the pain §
§ And lied a sweet life §
§ Aaahhh §
§ Aaahhhh- ahh- ahh- ah §
§ Aaahhh §
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