Come and give me a hand Tommy.
It's your party after all.
Hi.
Molly, it's Rebecca. I just wanted to make sure you got the invitation?
But he...
I see.
Happy birthday, Tommy.
- But the others aren't... - There'll just be the two of us, my love.
Two? But why?
- The others aren't coming. - Why aren't they coming?
Because of the copy?
But we didn't invite the copy, we didn't invite her on purpose.
Why aren't they coming mom? Please?
- Mom! - Because the mothers...
Their mothers were not allowed.
Why not?
- Because they are stupid. - Stupid?
Where we going, Mom?
This is exactly how I imagined it.
- Do you like it? - Yes.
Cool, it's like the end of the world.
Mom?
Come quickly.
I thought they were extinct long ago.
Can I take one home?
Home? That's where we are, Tommy.
Tommy? I'm back.
You can look.
- Cool! - What are you gonna call him?
I don't know.
Bingo?
No.
Booboo.
- Really? - Yeah.
Thanks, Mom.
Hi, I'm Mark.
We are neighbors.
- Can I see in your binoculars? - Sure.
Come on.
And you there when Father died?
Yes.
- How did it happen? - What made you think of it now?
I do not know.
You know, it was an accident.
What sort of accident?
We were on the road, we stopped, he got out of the car...
- ...and another car hit him. - What sort of car?
Van, Tommy, coming very fast.
- What sort of van? - I do not know.
Why did you stop?
- Why did you stop? - I had to pee.
Now I can do whatever I want with you.
Go ahead.
Tommy?
Good night, Mom.
Good night, Tommy!
Everything will be alright my love.
Good morning!
Mom... Good morning!
Weird. I was in university...
...I was a rusty tin...
...or not even a tin, but some kind of container.
I moved to creak, as the old job.
When I lent down, this rusty sort of liquid flow through my mouth.
It was cool.
Good morning!
Mom, this is Monica. Monica, mom.
- Hi. - Hi.
What did you dream about?
Nothing.
Enjoy.
Did we wake you when we came in last night?
- I wasn't asleep. - But it was dawn.
Did you ever sleep, Mom?
Sometimes.
Monica went out for couple of things, she'll be back soon.
She'll be living here for a while, I mean of course only if you don't mind.
Mom?
She is a nice girl.
Pleased to have her here.
...after thought? I love thinking about this.
Imagine great snow storms over the oceans, in the mountains, deep in the clouds...
for millions of years on this planet,
...billions of tiny snow crystals have been whirling about...
...and no two of the are same. Just like us in fact.
- As people? - Yeah, as two.
I was thinking of all living things, not just our faces and our fingerprints.
villus in our lungs, our irises, the structure of our brains...
...and nails, you know, everything about us.
I mean, think about, how long the birds here? They came not long after dinasours.
Basicly, way before us. Can you imagine, how many billions of feathers they produce...
From ostrich to terns, to hummingbirds, from penguins
Everywhere in the world. It must be an orbital thing.
A billion times of billion times of billion, you know...
There are no two alike. This is a duck's feather.
It's almost incomprehensible, billions of amazingly complex patterns...
...permanently whirling around us and never repeat themselves.
What's the matter?
I don't know Tommy... This is so...
...so immature.
- Really? - Yes, really.
So?
- So what? - Do you like kids?
Come in.
Hi Mom.
Smells great, doesn't it?
Monica baked it, I was the kitchen boy.
- He is a very good kitchen boy. - Thank you very much.
Thanks.
- I'm not hungry now, I'll have it later. - Okay.
Mom.
Good night!
I don't think she's been up for the day.
- I think you should talk to her. - And what shall I say it?
Mom?
It's you.
Wait.
- Hang on. - Why?
I have to take a shower.
Let's take one together.
Tommy, don't.
No, no! No.
Stop it.
- Wait. - What? What's wrong?
I think she woke up.
Aren't you going to say anything?
Hello.
Can I help you?
Go inside now Tommy.
Who are you?
Who is that, Mom?
Mom.
Who was that woman, Mom?
Tommy?
I know her.
Tommy?
Let me in, please.
You've been in there for hours.
Please, open the door.
I'm leaving.
Mom?
I have to tell you something.
I was nine, I was on the beach...
It was so cold.
- Then I met this boy? - What, what, what boy?
What beach? Who cares? Who is this woman, Mother?
No! No! No!
I'm scared.
I do not know who you are.
Or who I am either.
Who are you, Mom?
Who are you?
Why did you do it?
Why did you do this thing?
- Look at yourself, Tommy, you're here. - So? So? So?
What am I supposed to do now? What am I supposed to do with this fucking life of mine?
Don't you see I have no idea who I am!
Can't you understand?
- What more could you want? - More than what?
You're here, Tommy.
You're alive
Take your hands off me.
Who are you?
Thank you...
...Rebecca.
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