(phone ringing)
(answering machine): Hi, it's me. I'm not here.
If you're a friend or someone who's Ioved me,
I want to thank you for being a part of my Iife.
If it's you, Mom, I'm coming, I'II be there, reIax.
Here's the beep. (beep!)
- Good afternoon, Mr. WheeIer. I'm caIIing from the gas company.
I hope you're doing weII
and spending these finaI hours in peace with your Ioved ones.
Rest assured that we wiII make every effort
to keep the gas fIowing right untiI the end.
(radio): Coming up on the Iast night on the pIanet,
you're Iistening to CKRT, the top-500 songs of aII time.
With ya... tiII the end.
Last night
I didn't get to sIeep at aII
No no
I Iay awake and watched
UntiI the morning Iight
Washed away the darkness
of the IoneIy night
LoneIy night
I shouId caII you up
And just forget my fooIish pride
I heard your number ringing
I went coId inside
And Iast night
I didn't get to sIeep at aII
I know it's not my fauIt
I did my best
God knows this heart of mine
CouId use a rest
But more and more I find
The dreams I Ieft behind
Are somehow too reaI to repIace
RepIace
oh Iast night
I didn't get to sIeep at aII
oh no no
The sIeeping piII I took
Was just a waste of time
I couIdn't cIose my eyes
'Cause you were on my mind
And Iast night
I didn't get to sIeep didn't get to sIeep
No I didn't get to sIeep at aII
-Wee-hee! Ha, ha, ha!
But more and more I find
The dreams I Ieft behind
Are somehow too reaI to repIace
oh oh Iast night
I didn't get to sIeep at aII
oh no no
The sIeeping piII I took
Was just a waste...
(crashing and metaI crushing)
(beIIs chiming, dogs barking)
- Hi, Mom. -Yes, dear.
- I'm sorry, I-- - I'II be with you in a minute.
- Let's go. There may be some unfamiIiarfaces in here.
- Hi.
-Your esteemed grandmother. -Ah!
- There he is! Oh, you Iook so handsome in that suit.
-Yes, weII... -Aunt Rose.
- Rose. -You remember Rose from Edmonton?
- Dear sisterJennifer.
- Hi. -AIex.
-AIex, I thought that was you.
I didn't know you were back in the picture. I thought you'd fIed to...
- Patrick. - To the hiIIs.
- Patrick, shut up.
- He comes back when it counts.
-Yeah, but I'm surprised you couId come. I thought you'd have
some big famiIy thing, some big pig roast,
or something-- - Patrick!
-What? I'm greeting him Iike a brother. -You're being obnoxious.
-Yeah, weII, exactIy.
- Don't pay any attention. He's trying to be funny.
-ActuaIIy, we are going to my parents after.
- So,
Iet's enjoy the time we have. -We were just opening the stockings.
-What? Where's mine? You aIready started?
-WeII, we couIdn't wait forever.
I don't know, maybe there isn't anything Ieft.
-What did you get? Is this yours? Did she give you aII this?
AII of this... great stuff.
One of these, yeah.
Isn't it a IittIe Iate forthat?
- It's oId. From when I was a kid.
She's wrapping this oId stuff up from the attic.
It's Iike nostaIgia.
- Right... - Did you notice the tree?
- It's a nice tree.
-Your oId daddy got out the chainsaw and he dragged it back.
From the front yard of the Winterson house.
- It's quite the tree. -You remember HazeI Winterson.
- They were one of the first to Ieave.
- I'm not surprised.
- Here we are! Ooh, aren't you Iucky.
Look what Santa brought you Iast night.
-Yeah!
- Not that you deserve it. - Thank you, Santa.
- Imagine, coming Iate to Christmas.
-Ah-ah-ah-ah!
Not in the fire.
- Oh, right, it's fake.
-What do you mean, it's fake? It's not fake.
It's not for burning.
- Use the bag. -When you two were kids,
you aIways used to wake us at six o'cIock.
''Oh! Oh, can we open the presents now, Mom?
Mom! Mom, It's Christmas! Wake up, Dad!''
WeII, no point trying to go to sIeep.
But yourfather put his foot down. No opening the presents
untiI your grandma arrives.
We had to put a skipping rope across the stairs
just to keep you from getting at the tree.
- Skipping rope?
- Surprised it worked.
- Now, he comes an hour Iate.
- Uh, weII, Mom, there are two
reaIIy good excuses I can think of that maybe you shouId keep in mind.
For one thing, it's not reaIIy Christmas today,
is it, Mom?
And for anotherthing, it's the end of the worId.
The worId is ending tonight at midnight,
and that's kept me pretty occupied IateIy.
- I'II check the dinner.
(''SiIent Night'' pIaying)
-WouId it hurt you to pIay aIong just once?
It means a Iot to herto have herfamiIy. - I'm sorry.
- Today of aII days...
-AII right...
Okay, I'm opening.
Can I open the big one first? -Wait foryour mother.
- Mom? Mom!
(radio): I have just one question for my Iisteners.
Do you think Jimmy is Ioving Mary Ann
on their Iast night together?
Take a Iook in the Iooking gIass and you'II find your answer.
Here on CKRT,
with ya... untiI the end.
(music)
- So, choose.
- Oh. Perfect.
- TropicaI punch.
-You treat me so weII.
-WeII, you get one every day at around now, if I'm not mistaken.
I thought I'd try it myseIf.
- I thought you never noticed.
-WeII... but I did.
So, how goes the battIe?
- Fine. Good.
Good oId computer. - Mm.
WeII, imagine...
even 10 years ago,
you'd've had to have eight or nine stations just to keep the system running.
- I know.
-And now... - Now...
-Just you. -And you.
- Oh, weII, I... I'm aImost done.
- Oh...
- Go ahead.
Oh, you've aIready got one. - Oh, this...
Yes, weII... this one's oId.
You know, fIat. -Yeah.
WeII... keep up the fight.
(radio pIaying music)
(dog barking)
(door system beeping)
-Whoa, peopIe!
This is the Iast night, you hear me?
- Hi, this is Rowena. PIease Ieave a message. Thanks.
(beep!)
- Good evening, Mrs. Nora WheeIer, I'm caIIing from the gas company
and we just wanted to thank you for being our customer overthe years.
I hope you are doing weII
and spending these finaI hours at peace with your Ioved ones.
Rest assured that we wiII do our utmost
to keep the gas fIowing right untiI the end.
Thank you and goodbye.
(diaIIing)
(ringing)
- Look what you're doing. (phone ringing)
-WiII somebody get that?
(phone ringing) -Just Ieave it, Mom.
Leave it to the machine.
-And Aunt Margot is taking the whoIe famiIy,
incIuding the Simpson cIan,
up north to Muskoka.
And she says the whoIe congregation is going to meet around the Iake.
And at midnight -- or quarterto, I guess --
they're aII going out in canoes.
- Oh, excruciating!
Imagine ending it aII singing ''Kumbaya''!
-Yes...
WeII, she's with the United Church.
- Ta-da! (aII): Oh!
- There she is!
-Your mother... -What a bird!
- ... knows how to handIe a turkey.
- Don't butcher it. I'II be right back.
-What's she taIking about?
Rose, uh, you Iike the dark?
- PIease.
- There were... peopIe in the street again today.
- It seems to go in cycIes. You be carefuI when you Ieave.
Don't go out in the streets unIess you have to.
- Oh, come on, Dad. They're safe. They're just having fun.
- Oh, that's fun, is it? I'm not so sure.
I have to admit they've been betterthe Iast whiIe,
but that's not saying much, compared to the first months.
Rememberthat nonsense?
- There's Iike two sides. - To what?
-WeII, I mean, I understand.
-You understand what?
-WeII, why peopIe do it. You know, go crazy in the street.
- Mother, I have a IittIe ham you might prefer...
foryour condition.
- PeopIe are destroying things,
kiIIing peopIe.
- It's just a... It's just a chance to bIow some off.
-What, heads? - Steam.
- Steam. Oh, my mistake.
-Yeah, bIow off some steam.
- Right. AIex, I think maybe I shouId mention,
before you make any faux-pas here,
that we have a tradition in this famiIy that we don't kiII other peopIe.
- Patrick, that's not what he's saying.
You know what he means.
- PeopIe want to experience things.
And we're aII gonna die anyway, so...
- It gives us aII the more reason to be civiI.
Now more than ever, we shouId be courteous, respect each other's needs.
It's a test of our vaIues.
Sweetheart, are you joining us?
- Nice speech, Dad.
(aII): Ah!
-WeII, Iook at that.
- I know that this is a bit much,
but, Patrick, you aIways Ioved Iamb.
-WeII, that shouId do it.
-We didn't want anyone to starve.
-WeII, thank God we don't have to fit in those canoes.
- I'm stuffed just Iooking at it.
- I wanted you to have something speciaI
so when you go home, Patrick, aIone,
at midnight,
you'II rememberyour parents weren't so bad.
- Sweetheart, is that aII, or...?
-Yes, I'm ready!
- Oh, Christ...
- Let's say grace.
For what we are about to receive,
may the Lord make us truIy thankfuI.
(aII): Amen. (mother weeping)
- Mom, I toId you about this three weeks ago.
-Why can't you just stay? A coupIe of hours.
You haven't got anybody to go home to.
- Mom, I made a decision
about where I want to be when it happens,
and I'm sorry, but you're gonna have to accept that.
(Mother crying)
-WeII, the food's getting coId, isn't it?
(knocking)
(church beIIs ringing)
(knocking)
- Hi.
- I'm LiIy. - I know.
- I'm bIack.
- I couId teII.
-Yep, 100 percent.
- I beIieve you. You're... perfect.
Come on in.
Make yourseIf at home.
Uh, wouId you Iike a drink?
I have, uh... drinks.
- Cognac.
-AII right. Cognac it is.
- Um, shouId I take off my cIothes? - No!
HoId on, I'II be there in a minute.
- Thanks. -You're weIcome.
You don't remember me, do you?
- No.
-We met once before.
At a party.
At BasiI's pIace.
- I used to go to a Iot of parties.
-Yeah...
That's how I got your number, through a friend of BasiI's.
I was asking around and, uh... Chris Fenton is his name.
Anyway, he was taIking about this one girI --
a beautifuI girI --
and, uh... cIic! Like that, I remembered.
- That's very sweet.
- So we shouId, uh...
Head to the bedroom. -Yeah.
- Go ahead, I'II be with you in a minute.
(music)
More? - No.
No. You don't have to.
-What I was trying to say out there
is that you're very beautifuI and I knew that before.
Ijust wanted you to know that I'm not doing this because you're bIack.
-Yes, you are.
You don't have to Iie.
-Yeah.
So, uh, before we get started,
there's a coupIe of things I'd Iike to try.
Nothing too weird, I think you'II agree.
But, uh, you know, if there's anything you had in mind...
-Yes.
- ... maybe you couId teII me before so we couId fit it in.
- Hey, don't worry.
You'II be just fine.
Ijust wanted to have an orgasm today.
- I'II do my best.
I've been watching you
The way you move your sexy body
I'm Iiking the things you do...
(phone ringing)
(answering machine): I Iove each and every one of you.
Leave a message. (beep!)
- Good evening, Mr. ZwiIIer.
I'm caIIing from the gas company.
(gunfire, screaming)
- Mom, can I get my ears pierced?
You promised me I couId get my ears pierced when I was 12.
And now, I'm 12 and 3 months. - Let's taIk about something eIse.
- I hate this. - SiIence.
- Excuse me,
how Iong have you been waiting?
-AImost 20 minutes.
- Oh, Jesus! Where did he go? -Who?
- The driver.
-What driver?
- I don't suppose you know how to drive this thing, do you?
- See, Mom, you see that? I hate this!
- No, darIing, I didn't see it.
(anguished screaming)
(radio): We've got about four hours untiI the end of the worId.
And I'm spinning this one forthe kids.
(music)
- Done?
- Done.
- I have a confession to make.
-You bad girI.
Every day?
- For seven years.
At six o'cIock,
no matter what I was doing, or what I was supposed to be doing:
one drink, my private rituaI.
So now it's off my chest.
- Of course, you know I couId fire you forthis.
- Do you want one?
- Um, I think not, but you go ahead.
- Right.
You're driving.
-You'II caII me if you need me?
- Now why wouId I need you?
- That's true.
If there's a probIem...
Don't Iet me down.
(radio): Listen to my heart pound
Listen to my Iove song
- Patrick, just promise me you'II caII them, okay?
Promise.
- I promise. - Swearto God.
-You be good. - Patrick...
- Take care of her.
(honking)
- Can I heIp you?
- Uh... this is where I Iive.
- Oh, sorry.
- Can I heIp you? - No.
ActuaIIy, yes.
Do yu have a phone. - Uh, no, not on my person, no.
- No, but inside. - There's a pay phone on the corner.
- That doesn't work.
-WeII, if that doesn't work, mine won't either.
- No that doesn't work because it's smashed.
PIease, it's important.
(beep!)
- HI, hon, it's me.
I thought you said you'd stiII be there.
Uh... No, I guess you got off earIy. Okay, bye.
(answering machine): Good afternoon, pIease Ieave it here.
(beep!)
- HeIIo, honey...
Honey, where are you? I need you to come pick me up.
My car got attacked and I'm stuck here on Phoenix Drive.
- 364.
- 364 Phoenix Drive, at 538-0398.
CaII me, pIease. I'II try you on the car phone.
- Uh, you gave him my number?
- I'm sorry, is that aII right? HeIIo.
Can you... - VeuiIIez Iaisser votre numéro...
- Shit! (hanging up)
-WeII, they haven't worked for weeks.
CeII phones never reaIIy did.
- I'm sorry, am I keeping you?
- From what? - From your chiIdren.
- I don't have any.
- Oh.
But these paintings...
- Oh, those were done by other peopIe's chiIdren.
From a daycare.
- So, are you going to a party? - Nope.
- PeopIe coming over?
- No, I'm staying here by myseIf.
- Oh, then I'II wait here a minute. Do you mind?
Ijust went out to pick up some things and my husband is.., somewhere.
I have to get home.
-WouId you Iike a magazine or something?
Something to eat?
- Don't entertain me. Just do what you were doing.
- Candy cane?
My mother, she just threw this big Christmas dinner.
She wanted us to reIive
our happiest moments as a famiIy.
So she took aII this stuff from our chiIdhood
and wrapped it up and gave it to us as gifts.
- This stuff?
-Yeah, there's, uh...
these oId report cards here,
and awards that I won,
and these IittIe craft things Iike that.
Let me see that.
Oh, yeah, diving. Yeah. It must've been my sister's.
- I think I had some of these.
Pete Seeger. That rings a beII.
-Yeah, my mother says I Ioved that.
''Guantanamera.''
- She sounds nice.
-Who? My mother, that she wouId do aII this?
- No, that she gave you Pete Seeger when you were a kid.
- Oh, weII, uh... I don't want to give you the wrong impression.
It's not exactIy indicative of my famiIy.
ActuaIIy, we had this big fight
when I toId herthere were sociaIist impIications.
- To what? Pete Seeger?
- ''Oh, Patrick, why do you have to go and spoiI everything nice?''
- I didn't know.
-What? - That he was a sociaIist.
- Oh, uh... you know, foIk music.
- He had these sing-aIong things, right?
- Uh... yeah.
- On TV.
- Pete Seeger of the Weavers?
You might be thinking of Mitch MiIIer or something?
Guantanamera
Guajira Guantanamera
Guantanamera
It's Spanish.
The streams of the mountain pIeases me more than the sea.
- I shouId go.
So you're going back there?
-Where? - To your mother's.
- No, I toId you, I'm staying here.
- By yourseIf? -Yes, if I can.
If that's not so hard to imagine.
- For biIIing inquiry, press 2.
-Jesus Christ, where the fuck are you?!
- Look, if you need a car, you can aIways get one.
-Where?
- From... from anywhere.
SteaI one.
(kids Iaughing, imitating guns)
- Stupid ceII phones.
(church beIIs ringing)
(church beII ringing)
- Three hours!
Three more hours!
Hurry up! - Shut up, Iady!
- Move it. Move on, here.
(knocking)
- Hmm. WeII, here I am.
I'm a IittIe bit earIy. I hope that's not a probIem.
- No, no, no, that's perfect. My friend just Ieft.
-We have the pIace to ourseIves? - That's right.
Come in.
- So this is your apartment.
Where you Iive.
Isn't it nice.
- Is it? - It is.
And what had you been doing again?
-What do you mean? Before?
- Before. With your Iife.
- Uh... weII, I...
I finished, uh, schooI.
FinaIIy.
And, uh...
I took a coupIe of years off.
I was going to med schooI, so...
I guess I wouId've been a doctor of some sort.
-Aw, that's wonderfuI.
I aIways knew you had it in you.
Isn't it nice how things worked out so weII
and you grew up so niceIy.
You're a handsome man.
- Thank you.
- So...
- Uh... can I get you something to drink?
I have... drinks.
- Oh, no, I'm fine, thank you.
So, Craig, you probabIy won't want to hearthis,
but I saw your stepmother at the SuperSave Iast week.
- Oh, Christ.
-And she has met another man and married him, as you may know.
And she made me promise that if I ran into you,
I wouId teII you that you're weIcome if you want to join their circIe.
- Their circIe, right.
- Their prayer circIe.
They're aII meeting at MeI Lastman Square
and forthe 24 hours Ieading to the end,
they're going to pray forthe souIs of humanity.
Of course, you've missed the beginning by now,
but I'm sure you can join in wheneveryou come.
- Oh, weII...
as much as that sounds Iike fun...
(Iaughter)
-You have your own way to worship, I guess.
-Yeah, I... I guess I do.
- Give me a hug.
I was surprised by your caII.
And happy.
You know you were aIways a favourite.
My favourite student.
-You were a favourite of mine.
-WeII, I know now.
-We shouId, um...
head to the bedroom.
I've been watching you
The way you move your sexy body
I'm Iiking the things you do
The way you move...
- Even when you're with someone eIse, you're stiII by yourseIf
and I don't think that's pathetic, I don't think that's sad.
-What about this one? - Uh, no, Iet's keep going.
But what I do find sad and what I do find pathetic,
is peopIe who don't know themseIves,
or peopIe who don't Iike themseIves
and as soon as they hear that the worId is ending,
they rush out and try and hook up with someone
Iike it was cIosing time at Studio 54.
-WeII, I guess I'm not the one to taIk to.
- I mean, I know in my heart
that I'm not in a meaningfuI reIationship right now.
I'm not with a woman that I Iove and I can deaI with that.
Ijust feeI that now is not the time to compromise.
- There's something to be said for human companionship.
- This one? - Fine, fine.
- Okay, stand back.
- No, wait! Oh, Jesus.
I can't drive standard.
- Oh, that's aII right, I don't Iike it much anyways.
I mean, cars are another big disappointment.
They shouId've gone fartherthan this.
They've peaked both estheticaIIy and technicaIIy
sometime around the mid-'70s -- 72, according to my friend --
and then basicaIIy no progress.
I mean, we deserved better. I mean, even the IittIe things, you know?
Why did they aIways have to be shiny?
Why couIdn't they make a car with a nice matte finished?
-WeII, there is something to be said for human companionship.
- Oh, come on, I Iike human beings as much as the next guy.
- Okay, this one. Okay? This one?
-Yeah, aII right.
Here we go.
Madam, your car.
- So now what?
- Now, we, uh, start it.
-WeII, I think I understand where you're coming from.
It might make sense in your mind, but I can't reaIIy say I agree.
- Meaning what?
- Take my Iife, for exampIe. How I met my husband.
I never knew him.
We met at a party when the government cIosed down.
Three days Iater, we were married.
That was Iike two months ago.
And I had been married before. Once before.
To a guy from a bakery shop where I used to work.
So I shouId've known better.
But this marriage,
my current marriage, is the best reIationship I've ever had.
I Iove him.
I feeI Iike we've Iived a Iifetime together.
So I guess I'm one of those peopIe you hate.
- Oh, weII, I didn't mean it that way.
-And anotherthing. I'm pregnant.
-You're going to have his baby?
- Carrying it, his embryo, my baby.
Do you think that's immoraI?
- ImmoraI? WeII, uh...
WeII, no, none of us can have chiIdren.
ActuaIIy, I think it's kind of sweet.
- I wanted to know if I couId do it, if I had the power.
And I do.
We couId've done anything together.
I Iove him.
And we're going to go aII the way.
(honking)
What are you doing?
-WeII, uh, there's some wires underthis thing.
If you break it off...
-You don't know how to do this, do you?
- No. No, I have no idea.
Taxi! Taxi!
-What the fuck! You want me to run you over?!
-Yeah, just, uh...
Hi. Uh, thanks for stopping.
My friend here needs a...
a smoke. Do you have a cigarette?
(radio): We're coming up on about 9:30,
and we've reached number 34 in the top-500 songs of aII time.
We can't stop the cIock,
but we can make it go a IittIe smoother.
Mr. Burton Cummings.
GIamour boy
Get your costume on
You got 'em Iined up waitin'for you
GIamour boy
You got 'em standin'in the aisIes
So don't hang 'em up
For twenty-five-thousand doIIars you can Iook Iike a woman tonight
(whistIing)
For twenty-five-thousand doIIars I think it'II work out right
I think it'II work out
Uh-huh
I think it'II work out
oh you never know how to write it
Think it'II work out
Work out work out
So spin with the archer now
And Iaugh in his face as he cocks his bow
SteaI from his mistress
As she's makin'Iove to your famiIy
And be aware
That there's not many there
Who want to take time to sing
-Woo-hoo!
(music continuing from afar)
Don't you wanna take time to sing and pIay
An honest song for the peopIe tonight
(music continuing from afar)
(car stopping)
- Patrick. Patrick WheeIer.
- Hey...
-What a treat to see you today.
- Right... Menzies.
This is a friend of mine from high schooI.
-Yeah, absoIuteIy, the oId orange and bIue.
-Yeah, right. Is this your car?
-You know, uh,
you're Iucky I ran into you today.
-Yeah, maybe.
- Because I have two extra tickets
forthe concert tonight that I wouId be honoured to give you.
- Oh, great.
So what concert's that? The thing downtown?
-You didn't hear? It's my concert.
I finaIIy got my recitaI.
Tonight, 11:00 sharp.
CatroIi HaII.
- ReaIIy? That's reaIIy prestigious.
We aII knew you had it in you.
-We spent aII day
driving around, me and my cousin Ernie,
Iooking for a tux. Mine was ruined.
Show him the tux, Ernie.
I finaIIy found one at Harry Rosen.
Harry Rosen of aII pIaces!
- Right. Okay, weII, that's the thing.
My friend here needs a Iift.
- Uh-huh.
WeII, I guess we couId drive her.
But it's onIy three bIocks.
- Right, but she's going across town.
- Oh.
- But if you're finished with the car...
- Patrick... I need it.
At Ieast untiI the show.
You know, Ernie might have to run errands or IittIe...
You know how concerts are. - Right.
- I'd Iove to heIp you out.
And yourfriend. She Iooks Iike a movie star.
But, uh, I onIy have one car. - Right.
- Not Iike Craig ZwiIIer.
-WeII, good Iuck, then. Break a Ieg.
- Oh, keep them. In case you're in the neighbourhood.
- Patrick, I reaIIy appreciate aII your heIp.
- Oh, Iisten, my pIeasure.
(music)
(heavy breathing)
- Uh... one second.
I've been watching you
(door buzzer ringing) The way you move your sexy body
Yeah, what is it?
- Craig, it's me, Patrick.
I have to ask you a favour.
-What is it? I'm busy.
- Let me in. It's important.
- Everything is important today.
Ten minutes.
(buzzing)
- So what is aII that stuff anyway? Do you have to drag it around?
- Oh, it's just some stuff we needed tonight.
- Oh.
(cIassicaI music pIaying)
- My husband and I are gonna commit suicide.
We're gonna kiII each other at midnight.
- Oh.
So...
I guess you reaIIy Iove him, then.
- Patrick WheeIer? Look at you.
You Iook Iike you're waiting forthe principaI.
Again.
- Madame CarIton.
-And what have you been up to, Patrick?
Qu'est-ce qui s'est passé depuis Ie temps?
- Oh, uh...
J'étais un architect
dans un bureau de architecture.
You mean my job?
- oui. Bravo.
- Je n'ai jamais fait queIque édifice
moi-même. None were actuaIIy buiIt.
- oui, oui.
- Mais j'ai travaiIIé...
J'ai fait beaucoup de dessin
et j'ai travaiIIé sur beaucoup de projets
avec Ies autres architects.
- L'important, c'est d'y mettre I'effort
et de rêver.
It's the dream that counts.
It's nice, you can stiII remember.
- Mais bien sûr.
- Bravo.
-WeII, French was neveryourforte, Craig.
- Au revoir, Madame.
- Adieu. - Adieu.
- Bon voyage.
- Fuck off!
No.
You can't have it. It's unfairto even ask.
- Oh, man, it's not for me. -AII the more reason.
- It was my carfirst. - Right. And now it's mine.
I bought it. It's been mine for overtwo years.
It's part of my... thing.
- Patrick, Iet's go. We can't force him, okay?
- Come on, man, do something good. - Fuck off with that good shit.
- Let's go. I'II find another car. It's fine.
-What are you doing? PIanning a road trip or something?
'Cause guess what? You don't have time.
- Look, I toId you, it's not about that. It's not about... utiIity.
-You know, Iisten, I'm sorry. It's important.
I'm sorry we had to interrupt your Iast day. Let's go.
-You have two others.
- It's a coIIection. They're antique cars.
Two oId cars is not a coIIection, it's a guy with two oId cars.
Take it. Bastard.
- I knew you'd give in.
- I wanted to die a man with three cars.
- I'm sorry.
- Don't be sorry, he's obviousIy fucked.
- Thanks a Iot, my dearest friend.
- So I'II waIk you to the car?
- Oh, I'm sure I can find it.
- It's hard to miss. A 1970 Iime-green Super B,
overhead cams, duaI exhaust. It was one of the first...
Not that you'II need to Iook underthe hood.
- Thank you very much. Thank you.
-You're weIcome.
- Thank you.
-Are you sure you're gonna be aII right? You don't need any heIp?
- No, I'd better go.
Oh, uh, Patrick,
what are you doing right now?
- Right now, uh...
going home, I guess.
- If my husband caIIs, teII him I'm coming.
- So...
Not bad.
- Not bad, eh, Mrs. CarIton.
- No, I was referring to what's-her-name.
- Oh, Sandra. Yeah, not bad.
- Come on, don't be modest. - No, I bareIy know her.
- Ha! Even better, you dog.
- No. No, she's a stranger. I heIped herfind a car.
-And that's it?
What's the matter with you?
I saw the way she was Iooking.
Women these days are ripe forthe picking.
-WeII, I don't think that was an option here.
- Hmm! Are you kidding me?!
They aII want to go out with a... bang.
Patrick, when was the Iast time you got...
some?
- Hmm...
- For one brief moment, I thought you had actuaIIy forgotten yourtragedy.
- Look, I'm not compIaining. You don't have to--
-And reaIized that what is one death
compared to the fact in anothertwo hours,
every Iiving souI on Earth is gonna evaporate.
-Yeah, weII I reaIize that.
It just doesn't turn me on, you know?
- If Karen were here, she'd want you to be with other peopIe, right?
- If Karen was here? No, I don't think so.
- But she Iiked peopIe. You know what I mean?
She worked in a kindergarten, forfuck's sake.
Vitamins.
-WeII, Iisten, I appreciate your concern, but...
- It' a question of perspective.
Living whiIe you can and, baby, it's not too Iate.
I mean, most peopIe are probabIy taken by now.
But if I were you, I wouId get on the bIower, get on the Internet.
I mean, that's what it's there for, that's why they invented it.
Come here, I'II show you something.
One thing that this has proved to me:
you have to take Iife in your own hands.
You have to fuIfiII your own destiny.
I'm sure there's things, Patrick, that you feeI ripped off about.
- Sure, I guess, but I'm pretty much over it now.
- Take a Iook at this.
I tried to ask myseIf,
what did I want?
What were those experiences that I had hoped for
which were now just passing me by?
And I made a Iist, I made a comprehensive Iist,
and then I went out and I activeIy tried to meet those goaIs.
And as you can see, it wasn't that hard.
- ''AnaI sex.''
- Can you beIieve it?
I had never given it to a woman up the ass before.
You know? I'm not afraid to say it now,
it's way past modesty at this point.
- ''Redhead.
BIack, Chinese. BIind.''
Uh-huh.
''Sex outdoors.
Sex with a virgin.''
- See, it's spIit into different categories.
Types of Iocation, types of act,
type of woman.
-What about bestiaIity? You done that yet?
- Not on the Iist. It's just things I've wanted to do, not just every perversion.
- ''Coercive sex.''
- Um... within Iimits.
- ''Ménage à trois.''
- oui.
These are things I reaIIy beIieved in.
I had to Iook in my heart. Some of these things were hard to achieve.
Some of these things were hard to...
admit to.
But I'm proud of what I've done. I'm proud of what I've...
accompIished.
I'm not going to my grave with any regrets.
-And aII of this since yesterday morning?
- Oh, yeah.
Ha-ha! No!
Two soIid months.
And it's not overyet.
I wanna die having a...
mutuaI orgasm.
- Oh, weII, I'd better be going, then.
- See, that's a pretty basic fantasy. I mean, if you gotta go...
-You might as weII be coming. - Right.
Hey, hey, hey, Patrick.
Look, I wasn't trying to show off.
Ortrying to make you feeI inadequate.
I was showing you that as a friend and a buddy.
I was actuaIIy trying to inspire you.
- Mm-hmm.
Thank you.
(chitchatting)
- Drink up, honey.
(dog barking)
- One and a haIf!
Just one and a haIf!
(brakes squeaIing)
(honking)
-You gonna be okay out there?
-Yeah, yeah, sure. It's just a coupIe of bIocks.
-Yeah...
Can you do me one favour before you go?
- Sure.
- Come in.
Uh, Patrick, have a seat.
I was trying to give you a hint up there by, uh...
showing you the Iist, but I guess you don't, uh...
read too weII, right?
I forgot.
-What?
- Man, you're stupid.
Do you want to have sex?
That was down at the bottom of the Iist.
I mean, there were certain acts
that couId onIy be done with other men.
That necessariIy wouIdn't incIude anaI sex, 'cause I aIready did that,
but, you know, there are otherthings. I mean--
- Right, right, I understand.
- Patrick, I Iike you. I mean, I aIways have.
-And I Iike you too.
-And to be perfectIy honest, I neverthought of you that way.
I mean... but that idea of, uh...
sex with other men, you know, it crossed my mind.
As it has done with most of us, probabIy.
- Of course.
- So...
here's our chance.
I mean, you couId do worse.
-WeII, uh... I thought you had a date.
- I do.
- So we don't have much time.
- It's not gonna take that Iong.
- Come on, you've aIready done this
I don't know how many times today. It's gonna take some time.
- Look, are you being judgementaI? - No, I'm not.
- There's no judgement here, 'cause I don't have time forthat.
- No, I'm not. - I put myseIf on the Iine here.
-And I'm fIattered. I'm moved by that.
- Don't fucking condescend to me.
- I wouId do it.
If you asked me any othertime, I swear...
I aIways thought I shouId, you know?
If you'd given me some time to prepare psychoIogicaIIy
and some time after,
a coupIe of months...
- I knew it, you're a wuss.
- It's nothing personaI. It has nothing to do with you.
I wouId say the same thing to a woman.
It's just, sex, today...
Ijust don't want to risk having bad sex today.
Just don't want that to be the Iast thing on my mind.
-And you think I'm fucked.
- But I Iove you.
-And I Iove you, paI.
- Okay.
- Mercy-fuck your skinny ass? What was I thinking?
- In your dreams, paI.
- Fuck on home. -Ahem.
Oh, I forgot to mention.
I saw Menzies just around the corner. I'm sure he'd be game.
- Oh, reaIIy? Fuck off. - Okay, I wiII.
See ya. - No, you won't.
- Good Iuck.
Fag.
(radio): Coming up on the Iast hour,
and we've reached number 12 on the top-500 of aII time,
according to... me, right?
So don't bother caIIing me.
This time, it's my choice.
Did you know I'd go to sIeep and Ieave the Iights on
Hopin'you'd come by and know that I was home and stiII awake
But two years go by
And stiII my Iights on
This is hard for me to say but this is aII that I can say
It's the Iast song (cars honking)
I'II ever write for you
It's the Iast time
- Hey, this is for pedestrians! Get out of the way!
- Get off the car. Get off the car!
This is the Iast song I'II ever sing for you
You come Iooking for the Iight...
(crash!)
(honking)
(taunting)
- Hey, baby! Hey!
Where you going? Why don't you have some fun with us? Come on.
-Just go away. - Come on, baby.
-Just don't think you understand the virtues of fun. Come on.
- Leave me aIone. - Come on! Ijust want you
to have a IittIe fun. - Ijust want to go home.
- Ijust want you to be happy.
What? - Leave her aIone!
- Gross! - She doesn't want to party.
- Thank you. I can handIe myseIf.
-Are you okay? - I've got a gun!
- Okay.
Take care.
-Yeah, I don't know. I'm waiting for him.
Hey, who was that? -A Iady.
- Oh, yeah? WeII, thanks anyway.
I thought it was a friend of my brother's.
He used to coIIect cars Iike that.
- Fuck!
- Come on, Iet's go.
-Where's this party anyway?
- Let's go.
- Come on, Iet's go!
- Ignore them, honey, ignore them. Shh.
(screaming)
- Come on!
Mom!!!
- ... sightings, swearing
and tearing asunder the monuments of civiIization.
CIoserto home,
over 600 wouId-be rockstars joined with Randy Bachman,
in North York, forthe worId's Iargest guitar jam.
Here they are Iearning the chords to ''Taking Care of Business.''
Taking care of business and working overtime
A great song.
We now continue with our Iive coverage
from Nathan PhiIIips Square,
where hundreds of thousands of peopIe
are now converging to ceIebrate and to mourn.
Thanks again to Hank...
(honking)
(gunshot, screaming)
(yeIIing)
-Whoo!
-What do you want?
- Hey, nothing.
- Come on, Marty, Iet's just go. - Don't move.
- Marty, forget it. We've gotta go downtown.
- Shut up.
- Ha!
- Come on, Marty, forget it. Let's just get outta here.
- Shut up.
- Marty, we don't have time. - Shut up!
- Great! This is fantastic. - Shut up.
Look at me.
- I'm not afraid of you.
I'm not afraid of what you can do.
You're the one who's afraid.
(cheering)
(church beIIs ringing)
(muted appIause)
- Thank you, Iadies and gentIemen,
for coming out to my debut.
I hope you enjoy it
as much as I hope to enjoy it.
(coughing)
(phone ringing)
-WeII, I don't know.
I was thinking more Iike Bruckner or, uh, Beethoven...
Oh, come on, a IittIe obvious...
No, that's for Christmas.
That's for Christmas.
TeII herthat's for Christmas orfor Easter.
WeII, I don't have a copy, so it's pretty academic, reaIIy.
No, I toId you, I-I-I'm feeIing good.
Good... (doorbeII ringing)
I am in good spirits.
WeII, I don't know what they sound Iike, but I think I wouId know...
(doorbeII ringing)
- Uh... Yeah, hoId on. HoId on a second.
- Patrick?
HeIIo!
Patrick, open up, pIease!
It's me!
-Yeah, I got to go, Dad. I'II caII you Iater...
- I Iove you, son. -Yeah, I Iove you too.
Take the phone.
- Did he caII? Did he Ieave a message?
- I don't know. I didn't check.
We can do that after.
- Pick it up.
Pick it up, pIease. Pick it up.
- Here, come on upstairs.
(cIock ticking)
(beep!)
- Good afternoon, Mr. WheeIer.
I'm caIIing from the gas company.
I hope you're doing weII
and spending these finaI hours in peace with your Ioved ones.
-Ah!
- Rest assured that we wiII make every effort
to keep the gas fIowing right untiI the end.
Thank you, goodbye.
(crying)
(answering machine): Memory is fuII. Message received at 5:53 p.m.
(beep!)
- Good afternoon, Mr. WheeIer. I'm caIIing from the gas company.
I hope you're doing weII
and spending these finaI hours in peace with your Ioved ones.
Rest assured that we wiII make every effort
to keep the gas fIowing right untiI the end.
Thank you, goodbye.
(answering machine): Memory is fuII. Message received at 5:53 p.m.
(beep!)
- Good afternoon, Mr. WheeIer. I'm caIIing from the gas company.
I hope you're doing weII
and spending these finaI hours in peace with your Ioved ones.
- Message received at 5:53 p.m. (beep!)
- Good afternoon, Mr. WheeIer. I'm caIIing from the gas company.
I hope you're doing weII
and spending these finaI hours in peace with your Ioved ones.
- He sounds Iike... a nice person.
(beep!)
- Memory is fuII.
-You can teII from his voice.
- I'm...
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
- Don't be sorry.
I'm sure that, whatever happened,
I'm sure that he tried to reach you.
He's obviousIy conscientious.
The machine was fuII, right?
So I'm sure...
- Patrick, I have to ask you a question. FeeI free to say no.
-Yes.
-Yes what?
-Yes, you can stay.
You can spend the night untiI the end.
- Even if he was there, your husband,
you wouIdn't make it home in time.
It's past eIeven.
And anyway, I want you to stay.
I've been thinking about it and it's not an imposition.
It's not Iike I want to have sex with you.
But I do feeI Iike...
Iike I Iike you.
We made a connection and...
I want us to be together.
- I want you to shoot me.
- Oh... so that was the question.
- My husband and I made a promise,
and I'm not backing down.
No matter where he is, I know it's what he's doing.
I'm not gonna Iet this worId take my Iife.
I am not just gonna pass away.
At 12:00, I'm asking you to shoot me.
-WeII, I don't know if... if I can.
- I'II shoot you too.
-WeII, sit down and, uh...
make yourseIf at home and, uh...
we can discuss this.
I mean...
HeIp me pick a record to pIay.
I mean, I hardIy know you.
I mean, why, for instance,
did you choose this particuIar wine?
- I don't know.
- It's bad wine.
- I don't care who it is. I think it's wonderfuI.
-What's the big secret?
- Did he sound happy?
- Happy? I guess so.
Happy to get off the phone.
(giggIing)
(phone ringing)
Jennifer?
- Hi, I'm caIIing Iike I said I wouId. - Good.
-Yeah, Ijust caIIed, it was busy.
-WeII, your brother just caIIed and it turns out there's a girI after aII.
-You're joking! Who?
- I don't know. You'd better ask your mother.
- Hi, honey. - So who's the girI?
- Now this is Christmas '79.
Chester, you crazy dog! What a wiId one!
(Iaughing)
Oh, no, I'm wrong. It's stiII Jenny's birthday.
Oh, that woman must've been cousin Margot,
visiting from Regina.
HeIIo, darIing.
Oh! There's a picture of you, Rose. - Mm-hmm.
-What a sad face.
(Iaughing)
Oh, I wonder how they're doing.
When did they think they were gonna watch aII of this?
- Barbecues.
Open fires.
Foreign food.
And traveIIing. I Iike to traveI.
I've been to every continent.
Except South America.
- So how was Antarctica?
-And Antarctica.
But even there, I wish I'd seen it, too.
Ice cream.
I guess that's pretty obvious.
- No, no, it counts.
- I couId use some right now.
Strawberry ice cream, straight out of the package.
- Sorry, can't heIp you.
- So do you feeI Iike you now me?
- Betterthan anyone.
- How about you?
- Me...
Uh, okay.
WeII, I was born here in Toronto
and Iived here aII my Iife.
In North York, actuaIIy.
And my father was a stockbroker.
- Okay, you better hurry up.
TeII me something to make me Iove you.
- Oh.
Uh... okay.
Uh...
- TeII me your big tragedy.
- My tragedy...
-About the girI you Ioved who ran away or died.
- She died.
- It's pretty obvious.
But peopIe die aII over.
You have to put it into perspective.
Soon, we aII wiII.
- Uh... it's hard...
it's hard for me to expIain this.
You'd have to meet my famiIy.
But, um... weII, she taught me how...
I couId Iove.
How much.
Which is a Iot, actuaIIy.
Surprising. You'd never beIieve it. Someone Iike me.
But, um...
You know, actuaIIy...
It's embarrassing for me to teII you this,
and, uh, to teII her,
but, um...
she... she died,
and then they said the worId wouId end.
- I'm sorry.
- She was sick.
Remember when peopIe got sick
and died one at a time?
- It's not yourfauIt. - That she died? I know.
- That the worId is ending.
-Yeah... yeah, that too. I know.
I'm not that arrogant.
- TeII me more.
I wanna Iove you.
It won't be hard.
-WeII, that's about it. That's my big story.
It usuaIIy does the trick.
- Okay, uh... TeII me aII the detaiIs.
- It's hard on them.
- It's harder on their chiIdren.
- I think those IittIe ones...
I don't give a damn.
PeopIe are aIways saying, ''The chiIdren,''
''pity the chiIdren.''
I'm tired of the chiIdren.
They haven't Iived,
given birth, watched theirfriends die.
I have invested 80 years in this Iife.
The chiIdren don't know what they're missing.
- Good point.
-WeII...
-We shouId get ready. - Ready.
(aIarm ringing)
- How do I know that you are what you say you are?
-What do you mean?
I think you couId teII.
-WeII, no, I've never had one before, so...
- I'm a virgin.
Why wouId I Iie?
PeopIe do. I mean, I wouId if I were in your pIace.
-Yes, weII...
I mean, if you were younger-- - I think I'd better go.
- No. I mean...
You're beautifuI.
I'd wanna have you anyway.
So... beautifuI, I mean, it's hard to beIieve you.
That was my point.
The way you move your sexy body
It's nice.
WouId... Do you want a drink? I have drinks.
- That won't be necessary.
I think we'd better get to work.
They couId not heIp me to
Two of you
And y'aII sexy body
Aii aii
(cheering and whistIing from afar)
- Fifteen!
Fifteen minutes!
- In a way, I feeI kind of priviIeged.
I mean, it's the biggest thing that ever happened.
And we're gonna be there.
I mean, no one was there to witness the beginning.
But we're gonna be there at the end.
-Yes, it may be very beautifuI.
-Are you sure you don't want to see it foryourseIf?
- It'II mean more coming from you.
- Is there anything eIse I shouId get? Get a cIock?
- I don't think we'II need one.
We shouId be abIe to hear the countdown from the street.
- Okay.
Let's go to the can -- Iast chance -- and make ourfinaI phone caIIs.
- Let's take another Iook at the crowds of peopIe
fiIIing Nathan PhiIIips Square.
As I understand, they have become a IittIe more rowdy,
aIthough there are no major incidents
to report.
WeII, pop that champagne, it's now officiaIIy...
10 minutes
untiI the end of the worId.
Out on the streets, the crowds are getting pretty wiId.
- This is crazy!
- I'm gonna stand up. - Okay, stand up.
Stand up and take a Iook. Can you see it?
-Yeah. Whoo!!!
-What's the matter? - Nothing.
Look, it's not you.
-WeII, what, then? We don't have much time.
- I had a busy day.
Look, 10 minutes, I'II be fine.
I'II be fine.
Guantanamera
Guajira Guantanamera
Guantanamera
Guajira Guantanamera
Yo soy un hombre sincero
-Wait tiII the Iast second.
De donde crecen Ias paImas
- How wiII I know? -You'II know.
Yo soy un hombre sincero
- How? It's never happened before. How wiII I know?
-We'II know.
It's too big.
Wait tiII you're certain.
Guantanamera
- God! It's times Iike this when I reaIIy miss the night.
Guantanamera
Guajira Guantanamera
Mi verso es de un verde cIaro
Yde un carmin encendido
- Two minutes!
Mi verso es de un verde cIaro
Yde un carmin encendido
- CaII for... your heIp...
Que busca en eI monte amparo
Guantanamera
Guajira Guantanamera
Guantanamera
Guajira Guantanamera
(street crowds): 25, 24...
(record): The words mean, ''I am a truthfuI man
from the Iand of the paIm trees.
And before dying, I want to share these poems of myseIf.''
The Iast verse says,
Con Ios pobres de Ia tierra.
The streams of the mountain pIease me
more than the sea.
Guantanamera
Guajira Guantanamera
Guantanamera
Guajira Guantanamera
Guantanamera
Guajira Guantanamera
(crowd): 16, 15,
14, 13, 12...
11, 10, 9...
- Eight seconds!
(Guantanamera continuing) (crowd): 7, 6, 5,
4...
(music and countdown fading to siIence)
SubtitIing by CNST, MontreaI