Nice playing, Will.
Thanks.
How you getting up there?
Going by bus. How long's that?
It's... five, six hours.
How about some food? No, I'm good. I'll see you.
One to Knight's Ridge. One way or round trip?
One way. How much is that? $48.
There you go.
OK. Gate 62. That way and turn right. Have a good trip.
That's it.
Oh, shit.
Hey. Hey.
Here you go. Thanks.
No 'buca. What's the matter? No Sambuca this time?
It's five in the morning, Kev. Is that too late or too early?
- Yeah. - Big storm.
- I didn't have any styrofoam. - That's OK. I'll bring 'em back.
- OK. - OK.
- Bye, Kev. - Yeah.
- I'll see you. - Bye.
- What? - The styrofoam thing creases me.
- What are you talking about? - First storm
you'd think she'd get some styrofoam cups for, like, $1.99.
- I'll return the mugs this time. - Shut your fucking hole.
- The chick's married, Tommy. - No shit.
- She's not home. - Where is she?
- Banging that guy. - Buddy, she's sleeping.
I'll bet $20 she's banging that guy.
- Bad bet. - Bad bet? Why?
Either way, you lose. If you win, she's bangin' him.
If you lose, you lose 20 bucks. Not a smart bet.
- I can't believe her. - You really think she is?
- I know. - The meat cutter?
Yes. The fucking meat cutter.
What future can she have? He cuts meat!
- You plough snow. - At least meat you can eat.
- Why is he here? - He's an employee.
All right. I'm outta here. I'll see you at home.
- Don't go by Jan's. - I'm not.
- Hey. - You sand my lots?
- Yeah. Don't go by there. - I'm not. Just get my lots.
- He's going by there. - Without a doubt.
- Do I got anything in my 'stache? - You're clean.
Willie!
- Willie! - Hey, Mo!
- How you doing, man? - All right. Good to see you.
- Good to be back? - I've been back four minutes.
- You remember Cheryl and Michael Jr? - Wow, Mo, they're...
cute.
- Yeah. You still seeing that chick? - What do you mean by seeing?
- You're not engaged? - No.
Well, it's been... what, a year?
11 months, living together for six.
- She hasn't put pressure on you? - Depends what you mean by pressure.
Hey, kids.
- Hey, you psyched for the reunion? - Oh, yeah.
- It's great to be back. - The gang back together.
- Everybody's coming? - Oh, yeah, everybody.
I can't wait to show you the house.
Come over for brunch. Sarah'll make her waffles.
- Great. Thanks for the ride. - No problem. You OK with this?
Yeah, I'm OK. I'm fine.
I'm glad you're home, man.
- All right, see you. - See you soon.
- See you, kids. - Bye!
- Hey, kids. Who wants ice cream? - Me!
Hello, Dad.
- When did you get in? - Just now. Mo picked me up.
- Got a lot of bags. Staying long? - I don't know.
There's golf on TV. Would you like to watch some golf?
Sure.
Why don't you put your bags upstairs and come down and watch some golf?
Yeah. Yeah.
Hey!
Oh, man!
- You just getting up? - Oh, yeah, man.
- Wild night. I got wrecked. - Yeah?
- You gonna be home long? - I don't know. We'll see.
- You see Dad? - Yeah. We're gonna watch some golf.
- You missed a hell of a storm. - Yeah.
Hey, when did the Ryans move out?
Ryans? I don't know. Last year.
Who moved in?
I don't know.
- They got a kid? - Do they? I don't know.
Yeah, I think so. They got a kid.
Yeah, I'm gonna take a dump, man.
- Hey! Willie C! What's up? - Paulie.
- You remember Elle MacPherson? - How you doin'?
Jan's banging some meat cutter.
- It started a month ago. - I heard you got the ultimatum.
Fuck that. What right does she have to do that?
- You've been going out seven years. - So what's the big deal?
- How old is Jan? - Don't start with me...
- She's 27. - 27. Maybe she wants to have kids.
So what? I wanna have kids, too but what's the rush?
Kathy Lee Gifford just had a kid and she's 45.
- So who's this guy? - Victor the meat cutter.
You ready to puke? This guy's 40 divorced and has three kids.
So there's no way she's getting sperm from him.
Exactly. I knew you'd understand.
You wanna know what really creases me? Jan's a vegetarian.
- Right. - You see the hypocrisy?
Jan's a vegetarian. He's a meat cutter.
Oh, wow!
How can she live with a man who stinks of brisket?
Show time is 12:30 here on Sports Central.
- You're saying six...? - Six speakers.
- Hey, look who's here. - Hey! What's up?
- Hey! - It's Sharon. She's sleeping.
Listen, I'll see you in a minute.
All right.
- Hey. - Yeah?
- It's good to see you. - Good to see you.
Jesus.
You still seeing that chick? The lawyer?
- Tracy, yeah. - Tracy? What's goin' on?
- She's great. - And?
- What? - What's the deal?
- We're going through this stage... - They're all sisters. Trust me.
It's one big conspiracy. Leave it alone.
- You been playing piano? - Yeah. Nothing steady.
- Good money? - How they doing?
All he ever thinks about is Darian Smalls.
- Come on! Still? - Nothing changes around here, Will.
Every time Sharon sees Birdy thinking about Darian
it's another pound when she looks in the mirror.
Have you seen her?
She's like one of those kids Sally Struthers feeds paste to.
- We need models. - What?
They're beautiful, rich, you don't have to spend much time with them.
Fuckers that date models they got it made.
My next girlfriend's gonna be a six-foot-tall model.
Definitely.
A big one.
- Models. - I like those chicks.
Don't shovel much, do you?
- What makes you say that? - Your technique, it's sloppy.
- You live in a city or warm climate. - City.
You grew up here?
Yeah. Yeah.
- Don't visit much? - Nope.
- Mom dead? - You a cop?
No.
Yeah, my mother's dead.
I knew it. Your dad's kind of a sad guy.
Your brother is kind of missing that thing that having a mom gives you.
It's a Ionely house you got.
What's your name?
- Marty. - As in Martha?
As in Marty, named for a grandfather I never even knew - Martin.
So now I'm Marty. Just Marty. A girl named Marty.
It is the bane of my existence.
- How old are you? - 13, but I'm an old soul.
So why did you come back?
Well...
My high school reunion.
- Heavy. - Yeah.
- So what's your name? - Willie.
Willie, I like your 'burns.
Thanks.
- You're kinda cool. - How do you mean?
I don't know. It's just a call. You don't think you are?
I...
I, um...
No, I... I think I am.
You are... I think.
- Yeah? - Maybe not.
I'm gonna go.
Yeah, I'll see you around...
Marty.
Are you Victor? Excuse me, is your name Victor?
See who's here?
- Shit. - Are you Victor?
I'm looking for Victor the meat cutter.
I hit a cow and he could slice me some steaks.
- It's a waste to let it rot. - You're not funny.
I'm serious, Jan.
I don't appreciate you burying my driveway like some obsessed lunatic.
- OK. That's fair. - What do you want?
- I wanna give you this. - What is that?
- It's a rump roast. Come on. - Paul...
Come on. At least open it.
- I really don't think I should. - Do you believe this?
See what a man has to go through for love?
It's beautiful, Paul. It's lovely.
- It's brown. - Champagne. It's the newest thing.
It's not brown.
- Champagne? It's beautiful. - Thank you.
- So what are you doing? - I can't take it.
- Why not? - I can't.
- Marry me, Jan. - No.
- "No"? Just like that, "no"? - No.
- Jesus Christ, Jan! - You're so selfish.
Selfish? Let me explain something.
What's in this box constitutes 30 driveways. Selfish? I think not.
We're taking some time. This screws everything up.
- Paul. What are you doing? - Chip, cut me some slack.
- You're making a spectacle. - It's her fault.
Jan? Outside.
- Look, take this ring. - I got customers, Paul.
- Jan. - Paul.
Take the fucking ring!
- That's romantic! - You sucked the romance out.
This is the desperate act of a desperate man.
Only when faced with losing me do you decide to do this.
So? I didn't like the alternative. That's how one comes to a decision.
Wrong. One comes to a decision based on what one wants
not what one doesn't want, got it?
I got customers.
So how's everything at home?
It's all right. It's a little weird.
Dad's parked in front of the TV all the time
and my mom's clothes are still hanging in the closet.
- So what did you do Christmas? - The tiki lounge gets real busy.
- Come on. What did you do? - Went to Pennsylvania with Tracy.
- Met her parents. - Was it good?
- It was all right. - Right.
How's Sharon?
Sharon? She's OK, you know?
Well, she's actually not that good you know...
What about the other thing the other situation?
Oh, Darian? It's over.
- It's over? - I mean it's practically over.
Wait, it's "practically" over?
Well, I mean it's... practically over. It's over.
Listen, how come you never came down that weekend? I had the whole thing.
You know, I got busy and... I had to stick around, but...
What about spring? I'll come see you this spring.
Now I know what I'm doing this spring.
Hey, Stinky Womack re-opened The Johnson Inn.
You wanna go by, maybe
- Grab a beer or something? - Yeah. Great.
- Hey, what's up, Tommy? Who's that? - Hey, Stinky!
Hey, Willie!
Hey, watch the Stinky stuff. I'm a proprietor now.
- Sorry, Stinky. N ice job! - Yeah, huh?
We got a new bar little fireplace, menu, apps.
- Apps? - Yeah. Appetisers. We got apps.
He's the proprietor. He's got the lingo down.
Willie! Willie C!
- What's up? - What's up?
You all right?
Scoot over.
- What's got him creased? - This.
- What is it? - It's a diamond.
- Fuckin' thing's brown. - It's champagne, the newest thing.
- What? - It's a trend.
- Frank, two beers. - You're so uncultured.
Champagne. It's a nice stone, Paul.
I heard about this. They're trying to create a new market.
Oh, right, yeah. They were calling it "piss" but weren't moving any units.
- What's with you? - What?
- How much did you pay? - What difference does it make?
What difference? Diamonds are colourless.
You buy a coloured diamond for a girl you're not even seeing.
- You been eating retard sandwiches. - I don't need your shit.
- I think you do. - Fuck you, Mr High Horse.
You're like a human Geraldo episode.
- What does that mean? - Guys...
You got one broad destroying her marriage, one destroying her stomach.
- You just watch hockey. - Don't push it.
What are you gonna do? Beat me up after class?
This ain't high school any more. The legend's dead.
- The legend can still fuck you up. - Bullshit!
- Paul... - Butt out, Conway.
Don't waltz in here with your big city bullshit.
- Fucking loser. - Faggot.
- Prick. - Asshole.
Free apps! I got free apps.
What?
Hey!
Willie boy.
- What are you doin'? - Hanging out.
I like to mash snow, it gives me a sense of self-satisfaction.
- You got a girlfriend? - Why do you ask?
I don't know. You're a dude in flux.
You've come back to the house of Ioneliness and tears
to daddy downer and brother bummer to come to some decision about life.
A life decision, if you will.
You fancy yourself a perceptive little thing, don't you?
I don't know about "little". I'm the tallest girl in my class.
I may grow to be 5' 10".
I'll be hot.
Well...
Am I right? Life decision? You got the full-on Hamlet thing going?
Hamlet? Danish prince couldn't make decisions.
Yeah, I know Hamlet.
So, about that girlfriend?
Yeah. Yeah, there is one.
- She want to get married? - I think so.
- You don't? - I'm not sure.
- Is she fat? - No! She's quite nice actually.
- So why don't you marry her? - I knew I came for a reason!
Thank you.
- That's OK. Tease the little kid. - See you around.
See ya.
Sharon?
Sharon? What?
It would be nice if when we were making love, you'd be thinking of me.
- Huh? - She's not gonna leave him, Tommy.
I don't know what you're talking about. I haven't seen her in months.
I am not stupid.
So you wanna end this?
That'd be convenient. Save you the guilt? I end it?
Let me ask you something. What do I do?
The best years of your life were high school
when you were the king of the hill and Darian was your girlfriend.
You want all that back. I can't give that to you.
How do I compete with a life that is impossible for you to have again?
You're gonna have to break up with him now.
Getting over him, that's the hard part. I know. Believe me, I know.
She's right. At first, you'll have these visions
of you alone, 57, 58 walking around, your hair in a bun -
maybe you're a librarian - heating up soup for one
and worrying about the cobwebs in your womb.
- Gina. - The visions fade, that's my point.
You will get over him in about two years.
You'll be 29. It'd be better if you were 24 now, then you'd be 26
but we don't choose these things.
- They choose us. - Exactly. So, 29.
- That's not exactly ancient. - Not exactly 30.
- Which is good. - Which is very good.
Look, I know what you're saying and I know how bad it looks
but nobody knows what it's like when it's just the two of us.
I love him.
OK. No, that's fair.
So how is it?
- Lately, it's not so good. - The man can't commit.
The man can't commit.
Why is it when a relationship doesn't work out
we say it's cos they can't commit?
- Shouldn't I take some of the blame? - No. That is grief talking.
- No way is that Sharon. - It's a little grief-stricken girl
who looks a lot like Sharon.
I'm still not sure they're broken up.
You're broken up, right?
I don't know. It's Tommy's birthday next week.
It's on Saturday. I mean...
Maybe if I threw him a party with all his friends
and we just had a nice time just relaxed...
Would you guys help me organise it?
Would you, please?
One more.
Michael and my father, they both fall off the boat, right into the lake.
- It was classic. - He got the picture, though.
It's good.
- So you been working much? - A few nights, you know.
But I'm actually toying with the idea of becoming a citizen.
Oh, what do you mean?
Well, I got offered this sales job. It's got a pretty good base salary
plus commission and... I don't know. They'll let me know.
- That sounds great. - Yeah, it could be.
Yeah.
You... I'm gonna go get the video.
- Of this? See him fall in... Yeah. - You're gonna love it.
What?
- Are you serious? - Yeah.
- That's bogus. - Why?
Cos you get that job, you won't have any time to play the piano.
Mo, listen, it's not happening. It's just not happening.
I'm getting older and I gotta think about the future.
You would be the worst salesman ever, OK?
I deal with salesmen every day and you... you are no salesman.
Well, thanks for the vote of confidence.
What the hell do you know about office equipment?
What do you know about kids? You're raising two just fine.
- Dad! - Sarah?
See these guys? Husky Pete, Rizzo and Sammy Bean?
They work all day, drink all night for 40 fucking years.
Two weeks out of the year they take a vacation.
What do they do? Drink all day and drink all night.
Does this little observation contain anything resembling a point?
Yes, Tom.
If we don't step it up we'll wind up just like Husky Pete
and Rizzo and Sammy Bean.
Cool.
Cool?
Holy shit!
- Hi, Frank. - Hey!
Oh, it's good to see you.
- What is that? - That is unbelievable.
- Stink, who's the vixen? - It's my cousin from Chicago.
- No way. - No way does she share your blood.
Yes, she does, and she is not only hot, she is also completely cool.
- Unbelievable. - Does she have a boyfriend?
What do you think? A girl like that's born with a boyfriend.
I'm gonna go say hi to Stanley.
- Stanley? - Hey, you.
- Good to see you. - Good to see you.
I got some friends I want you to meet. Come here.
Oh, man, this should be fun.
Andera, this is Tommy...
- Kev... - Hi.
- Paul... - Hi.
- Willie. - Guys...
- Hey, Stink. - I'm sorry. And Mo.
- Hi, Mo. - Hi.
Guys, Andera.
Hi.
I'll be here if you need me.
So what part of Chicago you from?
- Do you know Chicago? - Yeah... I know Soldier's Field.
That's a football field.
- She said it. - So what do you do?
- I'm in advertising. - Advertising! That's great.
- What do you guys do? - What do we do?
- Well, Paul and I have... ...a business.
- Construction... - Painting...
- Kevin works for me. - I work with him.
- Mo works in a textile plant. - I'm plant manager.
And Willie here's a musician.
- What do you play? - Piano.
- Would you play something? - No, no...
- Hey, Will, play something. - No...
Come on.
- Come on. You never play any more. - I know.
- He's good. - I need a shot.
- Do you guys want to do a shot? - Shots? We love shots.
- Er, woo-woos, melon balls? - Chicks like num-nums.
- Whiskey. - Whiskey, yeah. Whiskey it is.
- Stan, six shorts. - Who's Stan?
You got it.
Thank you.
Gotcha.
Irish.
So, Willie you gonna play something or what?
All right. All right.
All right.
Hey, buddy.
Why'd you mention the piano? We can't compete with that.
Show her how you spread mulch. That's sexy.
Stinky's cousin. He's related!
What's this song?
You don't know this?
Take it, buddy.
I'm done speaking to both of you, OK? You're both fucking insane.
You know what your problem is? MTV Playboy and Madison fucking Avenue.
Yes. Let me explain something to you.
Girls with big tits have big asses.
Girls with little tits have little asses. That's how it goes.
God doesn't fuck around. He's fair.
He gave the fatties big, beautiful tits
and the skinnies little, tiny niddlers.
It's not my rule. If you don't like it, call him.
Hey, Mitch.
Thank you.
Oh, guys, look what we have here.
Look. Your favourite. Oh, you like that?
- I can go with that. - N ice? Well, it doesn't exist.
Look at the hair. It's long, flowing-like a river.
Well, it's a fucking weave, OK?
And the tits. Please! I could hang my overcoat on them.
Tits, by design, were invented to be suckled by babies.
Yes, they're purely functional. These are silicone city.
And look-my favourite the shaved pubis.
Pubic hair being so unruly and all.
This is a mockery, a sham. This is bullshit.
Implants, collagen, plastic capped teeth, the fat sucked out
the hair extended the nose fixed, the bush shaved...
These are not real women. They're beauty freaks.
They make us normal women with our wrinkles
our puckered boobs-hi, Bob-our cellulite, feel somehow inadequate.
Well, I don't buy it.
But if you think there's a chance you could get one of these women
you don't give us real women any commitment-it's pathetic.
What do you think you'll do? You'll end up drooling in some nursing home
then you'll decide that it's time to settle down, have kids?!
You gonna find a cheerleader? Charge it, Mitch.
- You're oversimplifying. - Oh, eat me!
Look at Paul-models on the wall dog named Elle MacPherson.
He's insane! He's obsessed. You're all obsessed.
If you had an ounce of self-esteem of self-worth, of self-confidence
you would realise that as trite as it may sound, beauty is truly skin deep.
And if you did hook a model I guarantee you'd be sick of her.
Yeah, I suppose I'd get sick of her
after about, what, 20 or 30 years?
Get over yourself. Thank you, Mitch. Say hello to Gertrude.
No matter how perfect the nipple how supple the thigh
unless there's some other shit going on besides the physical
it's going to get old, OK?
And you guys have got to get a grip
otherwise the future of the human race is in jeopardy.
What was that?
I have to wait for you, Pete?
I don't know.
- Great ass. - N ice tits. Come on. Let's go.
- Hey. - What's up?
Nothing.
Who's the guy?
- Andrew Willis. He's in my class. - Oh. He your boyfriend?
I don't know. I guess. He's OK.
He seemed a little short.
- He's 12 years old, Willie. - Oh, right.
So, he's not really... Right.
Are you OK?
Yeah. Yeah, I'm... Why?
- You seem a little flavoured today. - No! No, I'm cool.
Cool.
Yeah.
So, tell me something. What do you kids...?
What is it you do, kids your age on the weekend?
Well, what we've been doing lately is smoking massive amounts of drugs
bingeing on Entenmanns and listening to Pink Floyd.
Really?
You are flavoured today.
- Oh, you're kidding? - The Entenmanns part was true.
Oh. Wow.
So... you like this guy Andrew?
He's OK. He's into male contraception which is nice for a change.
Joking. You really got to chill, Will.
Right. Right.
I'm gonna go inside.
- You sure you're OK? - I'll be OK.
Good.
Hey, Marty!
Yes?
Ah, forgot what I was going to say.
See you around.
Bye.
- I owe you five bucks, right? - I think it's more than that.
- This controller's broken. - Shut up.
- My X button doesn't work. - You always say that.
It's not fair. Hey, was that Tracy?
Yep.
- Is she hot? - She's nice.
Ascribe a numerical value - face, body, personality.
I'm not gonna do that.
- Come on. Do it. - Don't be vile.
- Grow up. Do it. - You don't have to.
I don't know, let's see. Face...
- We need a frame of reference. - I thought I was vile.
- You gotta do it proper. - Who?
Kelly Norman.
All right. Let's see. Kelly Norman-face, six;
body, eight and a half;
personality, four.
Yes, sir.
- Jennifer Colton. - Jennifer Colton?
Face, one;
body, two; personality, three.
- OK, I got it, so... - Wait!
Carmen Swisher.
- Who? - Carmen Swisher, man. Porn star.
- I don't know her. - Yeah, you do.
She's in Fistful Of Vixens.
The one who gets all of her orifices penetrated by those circus midgets?
Oh shit, that's her? That's her name? She's good.
- Very talented girl. - Very talented.
Face, seven;
body, nine and a half...
and personality - well, the sky's the limit.
Those midgets got a real kick out of her.
Exactly.
So do Tracy now.
Tracy.
Face-good, solid... seven and a half.
Body-good, solid... seven and a half.
Personality-good, solid...
seven and a half.
- Sounds excellent, man. - When's she coming in?
He has the puck! He shoots he scores. Yes! Two nothing.
Tommy, would you mind pulling over? I have to go to the bathroom.
What? We're gonna be at the restaurant in five minutes.
No, it's gonna take longer than that. We could just pull in here.
The VFW? We'll be at the restaurant in five minutes.
I'm not feeling good. I just need to go in quick.
Did you eat today? Did you eat anything?
- I ate. - What did you eat?
- It doesn't matter what I ate.
You never eat, then get stomach pains and wonder why.
- Cos you didn't eat. - I did so.
You can't do this. It's eight o'clock...
- Stop it. - All right. Forget it.
- Good. - I'm concerned, that's all.
Surprise!
That's nice.
Happy Birthday, Birdy.
- Did you know? - I had no idea.
Let's get the party started.
- I'm DJing. - No.
Paul, no. No Jethro Tull.
Hey, you're looking great.
- He didn't know. - It was beautiful.
- Second course. - That's right.
- Yo, what's up, guys? - What's up, man?
Spider, let me explain. This is my domain.
Let me explain something, my friend.
This is my domain. I don't want...
It ought to be Stinky's-big sign...
Our motto - "Go ugly early".
I like that. Stinky's. It would look good on the matches.
You know what I was thinking? We planned all this in the salon...
Congratulations to all of us.
You're happy, I'm happy, Sharon.
Hey, Darian.
- What the fuck is she doing? - Your boy's fucked now, buddy.
- Holy shit! - Oh, Christ!
Food for the hungry drink for the thirsty...
- Shit. - The odds just increased.
Fuck, man. Who told her?
It's all right. I'm sure she's just gonna walk right back out.
Darian.
- Hey. - Happy birthday.
- That's really nice. Thanks. - I got this for your birthday.
- I mean this is for you and for me. - Thanks, guys.
- It's too much. - Somebody should go over.
You smell good.
- Let's get outta here. - You wanna go?
- We're going! - Fine. I'm ready to go.
She polluted the air as far as I'm concerned.
- Don't even think twice about it. - Get home early. Pay the sitter.
- Do you like it? - I don't know.
- I put the bow on. - It's really nice.
- Should we do something? - What?
What the fuck is that?
- I don't understand. - I have no idea why she's here.
But it's classic Birdman.
It's not funny, but it is true.
- Steven's in N ew York. - That's great. Great.
Kristen's with my folks.
Uh-huh.
It was your special night, Tommy.
Why couldn't I share in your special night?
Because...
Good night, Darian.
I want you to come inside.
I'm not goin' inside.
Come on, Tommy. I have to give you your real present.
What you gave me is fine, OK? Darian, come on.
Come on.
You can slip into something more comfortable.
Like what?
Like me.
- Come on, Darian. I gotta go. - Come on, Tommy. Grow up.
I gotta go. Just go inside, will you?
Just get out.
We always gotta do this, don't we?
Just go inside.
OK. Fuck it.
Stupid truck.
All I'm saying is you have this amazing thing
you got his person with all that potential, all that future...
This girl... is gonna be amazing.
She's smart she's funny... she's hot...
- She's 13! - I know. Get over it.
It's not a sexual thing. This is...
- I could wait. - What?
In ten years, she'll be 23 I'll be 39, it won't be a big deal.
Willie... you're scaring me here.
This girl is gonna be amazing.
Great.
I was actually jealous of this little kid on a bike
this short little kid on a bike cos he gets to be her age now.
I get to be some vile old man like... What's his name?
- Roman Polanski. - No, like... Nabokov.
Like some Nabokov character.
Like some old fat, hairy, fat stinky, putrid man.
And...
I don't know. You just want to say to her in all sincerity
"Take me with you when you go."
Willie, the girl was a zygote when you were in the seventh grade.
So what? What are you saying?
That this is my way of postponing the inevitable?
My way of saying I don't wanna grow old?
No, I think it's your way of saying you don't want to grow up.
I just want something beautiful.
We all want something beautiful.
Hi, Mrs Cassidy. I know it's late. I'm sorry. Is Sharon home?
- She's sleeping, Tom. - Can I see her?
- She's sleeping. - OK.
I'm sorry. Could you just tell her that I stopped by?
You should know Sharon put a lot of planning into tonight, Tom.
Mom, it's all right. Go to bed.
Hey.
I just... I want to apologise.
You don't have to. I'm fine.
I feel that I should explain.
You know what, Tommy? It's a little late.
Yeah. OK.
All right.