[Door Opens]
Hey, gorgeous.
- [Door Closes] - Walk right in, why don't ya?
- Can't you see I'm busy fixing my hair? - Your hair's beautiful.
- I love your hair. - [Sighs]
- I got this for you up in Omaha. - Cool.
Tom and I went up to, uh, Lincoln for a couple of days.
Stealing cars?
Came by the factory before we left, and you weren't there.
So?
Nice. [Grunts]
Nice.
- Don't get upset. I just wanna talk. - About what?
About you and Brandon. I'm just looking out for you.
What are you talking about? He's your friend too.
[Sighs]
- I miss you. I do. - Stop it, John.
- You give me the creeps. You're like a stalker. - Fuck you.
- No, no. Fuck you. - John, I'm sorry.
I just need some privacy right now.
[Sighs] Yeah.
You know, I just want to protect you.
I know.
No one's ever protected me like you.
What do you see in him?
I mean, I know he's nice and everything, but he's kind of a wuss.
I know he's no big he-man like you. There's just something about him.
Oh, yeah. "There's just something about him.
- I don't know." - Stop makin' fun of me!
[Sighs] Lana, honey, are you fuckin' him?
- Goddamn it! It's none of your fuckin'g business. - You are. You are.
- [Door Opens] - Excuse me. Did I interrupt something?
Lana, you okay?
Don't even think about it, John.
Mmm.
##
[Tom] John, let's hit the road.
[John] No. It's Brandon's birthday.
[Sighs] She's beautiful, isn't she?
Oh, man. I've known her since she was...
like this high.
I could tell you stories about her.
You know what kind of stories?
She told me about you guys.
And I can't think of a better guy to give Lana to than you.
So, happy birthday!
Thanks, John.
Just one thing you gotta remember, little man.
This is my house.
Come on, turn up the music! [Coughs]
Turn up the music!
- I quit. - Quit what?
My evil job.
I've just been thinkin' and thinkin’, "What am I doin' here?"
Then it came to me. I'll go to Memphis with you.
- Memphis? - I've got it all figured out. You're right.
- I'll make money singing karaoke. - Lana.
You'll manage me.
If I'm no good, then you'll sing and I'll manage you. It's perfect.
Nothing can go wrong if we're together.
Lana, um... [Clears Throat]
It's more complicated than that. Memphis is far.
It's 1,327 miles.
Yeah.
But, you know, I've been thinkin’.
We could just start our own trailer park right here in Falls City.
[Laughs] What, you don't want to go with me?
No! Of course I do.
That's the point. I'll marry you right now.
[Lana's Mom] Ooh, Lana. You're in trouble again.
Actually, that ain't Lana's, it's mine.
I'll take care of it.
I just got my first paycheck.
Come on, you go sit down.
- Okay. - I'll bring your breakfast right over to you.
[Brandon’s Voice] The thing about the trailer park...
is we'll have picnic tables, people playing music...
and barbecues every night.
We'll invite our friends. Candace, Kate, your mom.
Heck, even John, if you two don't kill each other first.
And best of all, we'll have our own Airstream.
[Brandon] Ahem.
If that's too much of a hassle, you could mail that receipt to my house.
That's all right. I'll just be a moment. Um, be right back.
Just one second. Okay? It's slow.
Miss Brandon?
Miss Brandon, we put your Charles Brayman I.D. Number through the computer yesterday,
and this is what the Lincoln authorities faxed us over.
[Clears Throat]
You tell me.
Wow. This Teena chick seems pretty messed up.
What the hell is this?
- Who wrote this? - That guy who was staying with you.
- Brandon. - [Cell Door Slams Shut]
[Brandon’s Voice] Dear Lonny. Bet you can't guess where I am.
That's right. Back in jail... in Falls City.
I'm so tired of fuckin' up. I'm trying to stay strong,
but I don't know if I can face all the mistakes I've made.
I'm staying tough.
[Sobbing]
[Inhales, Sighs]
[Laughing]
[Kate] Candace, why do you look so funny?
Lana! Lana, what are you doing here?
What are you doing here? The girls' cell?
Oh, this place is crazy. It's like, put you wherever they want.
It's fine with me, I guess, but... Julie, give us a break.
Watch the rest of the show. Tell us how it ends.
[Sighs] Well, we only got three channels. I hate it.
Brandon, what's goin' on?
You want the truth, don't you?
L-It sounds a lot more complicated than it is. Um...
Do you have any water? 'Cause I'm really, my voice is...
dry.
Um...
I'm a hermaphrodite.
A what?
Come here. [Clears Throat]
It's a person who has both... girl and boy parts.
Brandon’s real name is Teena Brandon.
See, Brandon’s not quite a he. Brandon’s more like a she.
Shut up. That's your business.
I don't care if you're half monkey or half ape, I'm gettin' you out of here.
# I would say I'm sorry #
# If I thought that it would change your mind #
Candace, I spoke to Lana's mom.
She's missing.
- Do you know where she is? - I don't know, I swear.
Candace, if you know anything, you better tell me now.
You know what? I already opened my big mouth.
Now no one's talking to me.
Candace, I'm talking to you.
Either I'm fucked up, or something's totally weird.
Come on, Candy, you can tell me. I won't tell anybody.
- I need more to drink. - There you go.
##[Car Radio, Indistinct]
# 'Cause boys don't cry #
#Boys don't cry #
#I would tell you that I loved you #
#If I thought that you would stay #
#But I know that it's no use #
# You've already gone away #
##[Continues Indistinct]
[Panting]
Goddamn it.
I want to touch you the way you touch me.
No. Wait.
Fuck you, Brandon.
Fuck you.
I want you to feel what I feel.
Lana, wait. Wait.
Soon, I promise.
- Is she back yet? - No. I'm worried.
- Let's just go find Lana. - He'll show up.
Tell me what's going on.
You read the paper today?
- No. - Show Mom...
- You promised. - Is Lana your friend or not?
Gimme that.
"Teena Brandon, age 19, picked up on speeding violation." So?
- Brandon got a ticket. - The name, Mom.
The name.
- He's got her brainwashed. That's what they do. - Get out.
There's nothing in Lana's room. Get out. Leave her stuff alone.
I'm not touchin' her stuff. If you were any kind of mother, you wouldn't have let this happen.
I've been telling you all along you couldn't trust him.
- You never told me anything! - [Candace] Kate, you've got to stop this.
Right. Like you wouldn't jump in there if it wasn't totally obvious...
that you're in love with Brandon.
[John] Holy fuckin' mother of fuck!
Tom, check this out.
"Cross-dressers and transsexuals:
The Uninvited Dilemma."
Sexual identity crisis. Jesus!
Fuckin Christ, Tom! Check this out. Look at this.
"The grafted skin will mimic the loose skin of the natural male penis."
Get this sick shit away from me!
Just give it a minute, okay?
She's got to think I was at work.
Okay.
But I'll miss you.
- Whoa! - Thank God you're home.
I go to work and you guys party all night without me?
- Come on in. Have a beer. - I've got to take a shower.
I don't mean to be antisocial, but I'm really tired.
- [Lana's Mom] How was work? - Whatever, Mom. The usual.
Mom, what the hell's goin' on?
God, what did you tell them?
We called work.
- We know you weren’t there. - Why is he talking to me? What are you, my dad?
Why are you all staring at me?
Get away! You're gross. You're horrible people. Get out of my room!
Honey, we're worried about you. We're just trying to save you.
[Lana] You've got a sick way of showin' it.
- Hey, what's up? - Hey! Oh, my God.
What's up?
Brandon, turn around and walk out that door now. This is a nuthouse.
- That's fine. - This is not a nuthouse. I'm just worried about you.
- What's going on? - Just need to talk about a couple things.
- Why do you need to talk to Brandon? - There's things I don't understand...
'cause you took a leak with me and...
Pardon my French, Mom. But you shook off your dick.
What was that bullshit about paying child support for a kid you can't visit?
You been spoutin' nothing but lies since the minute you came into town.
- When you rode in on your pussy-whipped faggot horse. - Tom.
The fact is, when it comes right down to it, you're nothing but a goddamn liar.
- You know what we do to liars? - No, you guys.
- There was never any Memphis, was there? - [John] Whoo!
Oh, my God. We're totally fuckin'’ with you.
Seriously.
Go get Brandon a beer.
Wondering about this paper that you're in, Teena.
Odd. It's our ticket. They're pretty hungry for news here.
Yeah. But what I'm wondering about is the name.
Huh, Brandon? I mean, huh, Teena?
[Brandon] Boy, I really fucked up.
I borrowed one of Candace's checks, and I got that speeding ticket and fake I.D.
I guess I need to learn to stay home, huh?
[Lana's Mom] I invite you into my home...
and you expose my daughter to your sickness.
Did you ever think about Lana in all this?
That's all I've been thinking about.
You know, Lana, if you are a lesbian, you just need to tell me.
- John, I'm not. It's not... - You gotta stop it. It's not Lana, it's me.
I'm so sorry. Mom, I can explain. We can work this out.
I have this thing and I've been to counseling.
You fuckin'g pervert. Are you a girl or are you not?
Are you a girl or are you not?
- There's a real easy way to solve this problem. - Fuck you!
- Get the fuck off of me! - No, Tom! Get out of my house!
I should fuckin'’ kill you for lying to Lana.
There's not gonna be any killin' goin’ on, okay?
Do you trust me enough to let Brandon show me? Then I'll tell you.
You trust me enough? Huh?
[Lana] Okay, John?
All right.
Okay. Thank you, God.
Fuck me!
- Holy fuck! - Get over here.
- I'm so sorry, Brandon. - Lana, I gotta explain.
No, no. Button up your pants. Don't show me anything.
Think about it.
- I know you're a guy. - Okay, but you gotta listen.
I was born with this weirdness. It's sort of like a birth defect.
I mean, it's actually not that rare, but these doctors are trying to fix it.
But I have really weird stuff too.
Don't be scared. Look how beautiful it is out there.
[Brandon] Oh, Lana.
[Lana] That's us. We can just beam ourselves out there.
[Brandon] So, what are you gonna tell 'em?
I'm gonna tell 'em what they wanna hear.
I'm gonna tell 'em what we know is true.
Mom,
I seen him in the full flesh.
I seen it.
I know he's a man.
Problem done. Now, let's go to bed.
Son of a bitch, what have you done to my baby?
What the fuck are you, you motherfucker? Huh?
Tell me!
[John] You little liar.
- Kate, get her out of here. - [Kate] Come on.
All I need's the truth, little buddy. Come on.
All right. I'm sorry to put you through this. Wait.
- Wait, please. I'll do it! - Unstrap his belt.
Just turn the light off. I'll do it. Please!
Fuck, John. Let me the fuck go!
[Lana] What's going on in there? Open the fuckin'g door!
- [Pounding On Door] - Open the fuckin'g door!
[Groaning]
- John, please. - What do you see?
- If there's something down there, it's the tiniest one ever. - Touch it.
Oh, goddamn it, I can't. Gotta get...
What the fuck are you? Come on.
Let me go. John, let me go.
[Lana] Open the fuckin'g door!
Don't look like no sexual identity crisis to me.
- Open the fuckin' door! - [John] Get in here.
Look at your little boyfriend. Look at your little boyfriend.
[Crying]
I'm holding you until you look.
- Look! - Leave him alone!
[Lana] Leave him alone!
[John] Him? Him?
- Go on, get out of my house. - We've called the cops.
- Go on, get out! - You all are just too fucked up!
Leave us all alone!
Leave me alone, please.
- You promised. You promised. - Leave me alone.
- [Lana's Mom] I guess that's everything. - [Papers Shuffling]
You know, I told Brandon...
that nobody has a right to do that to you.
Come on. We've done everything we can. Let's get out of here.
- Let's go. - I'm waitin' for Brandon.
[Brian] Your mom's right, Lana.
Till this whole thing's straightened out, it'd be better for everyone...
if Brandon stays someplace else.
What are you talking about? It'd be better for everyone if you locked up Tom and John.
Lana, everything Teena told us was lies. Everything.
Everything.
We need to go. Come on... now.
Come on!
Come on, get up!
I'm askin' you this because if this goes to court,
that questions gonna come up and I'm gonna want an answer.
- Uh, I don't know why I have to... - All right, let's back up.
After they pulled your pants down and seen you was a girl,
what'd he do, fondle you any?
No.
[Sheriff] Didn't that kind of get your attention somehow?
That he wouldn't put his hand in your pants...
and play with you a little bit?
I don't know what he did.
Come on.
Let's go. Come on.
Let's go, buddy. Come on, let's go for a ride. Move!
[Sheriff] I can't believe that he pulled your pants down,
and if you are a female, that he didn't stick his hand or finger in you.
Well, he didn't.
Get out of the car. Get out of the car!
Come on.
- John... - Shut up. Move!
- Wait, John. John, it's me. - Shut up!
- You know me. - Shut up.
- Don't hurt me. John. John. - Take off your shirt.
You brought this on yourself. Tom, get out of the car!
Take off your shirt. Take off your shirt!
You can make this easy, or you can get the shit knocked out of you.
All right.
Wait, John, wait. Please, wait.
We can work this out. Please. Get off me. Get off!
[Brandon’s Voice] Wait, John. Please don't hurt me.
[Sheriff] After you had your pants off,
how were you positioned in the backseat?
On my back.
[Sheriff] You was on your back?
You say you're 21 and you've never had sex before. Is that correct?
- [Mumbles] Right. - [Brandon] No!
When they had a spread of you and when they poked you,
where'd they try to pop it in first?
I said move your fuckin' hands!
[Brandon Screams]
[Mumbling] My vagina.
Where?
My vagina.
[Whooping]
Go ahead, man. Take her, take her.
[Coughing]
Come on. Come on.
Get up there. Get up.
Take this fuckin'g thing off.
Take this fuckin'’ thing off!
[Groaning]
No! [Crying]
Whoo!
[Grunting]
[Cheering]
[Brandon Groaning]
[John Panting]
[John And Tom Panting, Moaning]
[Brandon Screaming]
Come on, buddy. Up. Let's go.
Up.
- You okay? Come on, let's go. - Yeah.
Now, just... Just take me home, okay?
If you keep our secret, we'll stay friends. All right, little buddy?
'Cause if you don't, we'll have to silence you permanently.
Yeah. Yeah, of course.
This is all my fault. I know.
You okay in there, little dude?
[Groaning]
Yeah.
I'm fine.
[Crying]
- [Coughing] - I'm gettin’ a beer. You want one?
No. I'm fine.
[Tom] Make sure you get yourself cleaned up in there.
Will you need any help?
No, I'm, I'm good.
You almost ready in there, little dude?
Give me a break, man.
Give me two fuckin'’ seconds.
Tom! Tom!
[Tapping]
[Door Unlocking]
Oh, my God. Brandon.
What are you doing here?
[Lana Crying] Mom, stop it. He's hurt.
[Groaning]
Lana.
- I don't want "it" in my house. - [Brandon] Lana.
- Mom, stop it. He's hurt. - I'm sorry.
- Call am ambulance! Now! - No.
Okay, almost.
So they assaulted you?
[Sighs] If you don't mind, it's just necessary...
I, I need for you to take your pants off. Okay?
Please.
I'm not gonna hurt you.
H-How do you know they raped me?
[Groans]
[Sheriff] Why do you run around with guys, bein' you're a girl yourself?
Why do you go around kissin' every girl?
I don't know what this has to do with what happened.
'Cause I'm tryin' to get some answers so I can know...
exactly what's goin’ on.
Now, are you gonna answer my question for me or not?
I have a sexual identity crisis.
You what?
A sexual identity crisis.
[Knocking]
Brandon.
I just wanted to say I'm really sorry.
Oh, my God!
What did they do to you?
Oh, my God. Come in here. Come in.
Just go inside.
That is bull.
If I wanna rape somebody, I got Mallory.
Listen, John, I'm just here to tell you that it's been reported.
- But... - Listen to me. So if you did anything,
or anything happened in that room, you get it cleaned up.
[Sloshing Sounds]
Um, uh, we went out,
um, muddin' last night and we got stuck in a ditch.
Seriously. [Laughing]
Why is she fuckin' makin' lies like that?
[John Laughing]
Seriously.
You want a beer?
No, not right now. You take care, John.
[John] I'll come back later and we'll play cards or something.
Why don't you just give it a few days? All right?
Okay.
[Phone Ringing]
- You're such a stupid fuckin'’ pussy! - What, man?
You're paranoid. She came here to warn us. She ain't gonna say nothin'.
Hello?
[John] Yes, sir. No, sir.
Yes, sir, tomorrow morning.
Yeah, we'll come by. [Hangs Up Phone]
We have to go by the station tomorrow morning.
Can I come sit by you?
Do you hate me?
Do you need anything?
Oh, God.
You're so pretty.
You're just saying that 'cause you like me.
No.
What were you like...
before all this?
Were you like me, like a girl-girl?
Yeah.
Like a long time ago.
Then I guess I was just like a boy-girl.
Then I was just a jerk.
It's weird.
Finally everything felt right.
- That's pretty weird, huh? - [Laughs]
Yeah.
That dream I had... the first night?
We were on the highway together.
We can still do it.
Lana, I, um...
Look, I never been on the highway.
Or to the Grand Canyon or anyplace like that.
Until I came here, I'd never even been out of Lincoln.
I never even met my dad. He died before I was born.
And my sister ain't no model out in Hollywood.
I don't know if I'm gonna know how to do it.
I'm sure you'll figure it out.
[Laughs]
[Brandon] Um, I was wonderin'...
if you wanna come home to Lincoln with me.
My mom, she'll love you.
Then you gotta meet my cousin Lonny.
He's a pain, but he's great.
When are we goin’?
We have to leave tonight.
But Candace said she'll drive us.
- All right. - [Laughing]
- I better get my stuff. - Okay.
Be right back.
[Brandon] Lana.
Sorry.
We can leave right now. It's better.
Okay.
Don't pack too much. We'll send for it later.
By tomorrow morning,
you and I will be eatin' breakfast in Lincoln.
What?
Did you do something to your hair?
I don't know.
You like it?
I don't know. I guess.
I'll try and put it back.
All right. We should go.
It's okay, Lana.
You don't have to come with me now.
There'll be time.
Just make sure you get out, okay?
[Door Sliding Open]
John, what are you doing here?
Where are they? They here?
Just wait, okay?
I'll be right back.
[Lana's Mom] Brandon ain't here.
- Where is he? - I don't know, but he ain't here.
[Sighs] Where's Lana?
[Gun Cocks]
[Whispering] Brandon’s out at Candace's place.
- What? - He's at Candace's place.
- You found him? - Yeah.
- What are you guys doin’? - Oh, shit.
I know I've been a jerk lately. You wanna go out for a drink?
- No. - I'll buy. - Yeah, yeah.
- Where're we goin’? - Told you not to bring her.
Stay off the main road.
Think they'd recognize her if we chopped off her head and hands?
[Laughing]
John.
We're just takin' care of a couple of dykes.
- Are you one of 'em? - Where'd you get that?
You still planning on going to Memphis?
[Scoffs] Memphis.
[Car Approaching]
What are we doin’ here?
If there's other people in there, you gotta take care of ‘em, all right?
What are you gonna do to Candace? John, no. No.
John, no! She's got a baby!
Look at me. No!
Get the fuck off of me!
[Lana] Candace!
[Tom] Get the light. The light!
- Where the fuck is it? - [Candace Screaming]
- Where the fuck is she? - John. John.
[Screams] Don't hurt my baby!
- Shut the fuck up! Don't listen to her. - Don't hurt Candace.
She has nothing to do with this.
You were right about me. I just keep gettin’ back up, you know...
- Shut up. Shut up! - John.
Candace!
- Don't listen to her. - I said, shut up.
John.
[Door Opens]
Teena...
Please, don't hurt my baby, Tom. Please!
Why didn't you leave?
We can still do it.
- [Gunshot] - No!
No!
[Candace]John, don't! Please don't hurt my baby.
Please, John! Please!
[Sobbing]
[Lana Screaming] No!
No! [Sobbing]
Come on, Lana. Come on! Come on, Lana!
Come on.
[Sobbing]
[Baby Crying]
[Brandon’s Voice] Dear Lana. By the time you read this, I'll be back home in Lincoln.
I'm scared of what's ahead, but when I think of you...
I know I'll be able to go on.
You were right. Memphis isn't far at all.
I'll be making a trip out on the highway before too long.
I'll be waiting for you.
Love always and forever, Brandon.
[Female Singer] # The lonesome Texas sun was setting low #
#And in the rearview mirror I watched it go #
#I can still see the wind in her golden hair #
#I close my eyes for a moment #
#I'm still there #
# The bluest eyes in Texas #
#Are haunting me tonight #
#Like the stars that fill the midnight sky #
- #Her memory fills my mind # - [Chorus] # Where did I go wrong #
#Did I wait too long #
# Or can I make it right #
# The bluest eyes in Texas #
#Are haunting me tonight #
#Another town Another hotel room #
#Another dream that ended way too soon #
#Left me lonely way before the dawn #
#Searching for the strength to carry on #
# The bluest eyes in Texas #
#Are haunting me tonight #
#Like the stars that fill the midnight sky #
- #Her memory fills my mind # - # Where did I go wrong #
#Did I wait too long #
# Or can I make it right #
# The bluest eyes in Texas #
#Are haunting me #
# Tonight #
##
#For every heart you break you pay the price #
#But I can't forget the tears #
#In her blue eyes #
# The bluest eyes in Texas #
#Are haunting me tonight #
#Like the stars that fill the midnight sky #
- #Her memory fills my mind # - # Where did I go wrong #
#Did I wait too long #
# Or can I make it right #
# The bluest eyes in Texas #
#Are haunting me tonight #
# The bluest eyes in Texas #
#Are haunting me tonight #
# The bluest eyes The bluest eyes #
#Are haunting me #
# The bluest eyes #
# Tonight ##