Accidentally on purpose...
jumbo shrimp.
Without having spoken a word,
for the first time since Dad died
felt I had to talk to.
No one.
Get out there or I'll kill you!
What are you doing? Get out there!
Hey you!
What are you doing with that camera?
Why did you stop talking?
I made a thorough search.
In medical terms it is impossible to stop talking,
unless they take or cut the cords.
Or some disease such as carcinoma of the larynx.
Otherwise would be a hysterical reaction to a particular traumatic event.
The person decides not to mention psychologically not to recreate the event.
Just to let you know.
Wait ! I can not cross it.
The bridge is not safe. Can I drop.
Can not you read here.
He wrote: "If you cross the bridge I'll tell you my story."
Wait! Do not walk away too!
Wait!
He also wrote: "Let's take a break and talk."
We can not . We just started.
Wait here
Do not go away.
Hello?
Do you hear me?
There's nobody here!
You promised not to go.
What did he write?
Well...
He says "I've lived in many places...
but I was born in Germany.
After the war I married...
a child but had come too afraid of being a father.
= = When I was a boy, was an air-raid shelter with my parents.
A bomb exploded and both died.
That's why I stopped talking?
I'll get a soda at you, kid.
That's when you stopped talking?
"Yes"... "No"
"There's a lot that I do not wonder."
"A lot of things I'd rather not ask me."
I want you to accompany me from now on.
He shrugged, like Dad.
I loved it.
For a month he accompanied me every Saturday and Sunday.
We had already covered more than 37 Blacks.
No, no, no
You need to pay attention to what you're doing.
Cassidy Black does not live in Glendale. She lives in Woodhaven.
Let me help you.
Black Aurelia lives in Whitestone.
Bazz Black lives in Flushing.
Bea Black in Rosedale.
B.G. Black in Sunnyside. Got it?
Tomorrow...
We can arrive at Amara Black, JJ zone, map A-50.
How about a break to go to the movies? "
Rule number 7. Nothing interferes with an investigation.
Hi, my name is Oscar Schell.
... My father Wrong direction !
You like?
You know, I say nothing when you walk slowly
because it's not your fault.
And do not say anything when you go to the bathroom three times an hour
because I know needs.
But I could eat a little faster.
Has James Black, Don Black, Amos Black.
Guthrie Black, three Ben Black.
It makes no sense.
"Enough for today "
not done.
Guys, I have a family to care for.
Please ! Just a minute!
Well...
Ben Black
Black Guthrie.
Black Amos
Hey, kid. Need a pass key.
"Stop"
I can not!
If I ask a question, you tell me the truth?
Even though I hurt.
"Yes"
Do you think the key is a lock?
"Yes"
Really?
"Yes"
Really?
"Yes"
Do you think we will find the lock?
"No"
Also I'm not sure.
It would be better to stop looking?
I need to show you something.
I was not sure, then do not say anything.
But I felt all the time.
The way he walked, and shrugged his shoulders...
The way my grandmother did not speak it...
He had to be my grandfather.
My mother left.
Here.
You can sit on the bed.
I printed it from the internet.
This is it, probably.
It could be him.
You are in the same outfit.
Widened until they leave the dots opinion a person
Sometimes you can see what's glasses.
At least that's what I think.
Maybe the same way that other kids should also see their parents.
This is what I wanted to show you.
In the worst days, my father left six messages this desk.
No one ever listened. Just me.
"Your mother?" Much less her.
The first message was at 8:56 am.
I was still waiting to enter the school.
I was playing with Mitch, doing time.
Are you there? Hello?
I tried to call the office, but nobody answered.
Listen, something happened. I'm fine...
They told us to stay put.
The second message was at 9:12 am.
I was in the classroom.
So you take this beautiful magical parallelogram...
Cut him in two...
's Me again... hello...
Sorry... hoping you were home...
Do not know if I knew what happened
but I want you to know I'm good. 's Okay...
We are waiting to see what we do.
It's chaos here. We are waiting for the firemen... What?
The third message was at 9:58 am.
We were coming home with the mother of Mitch.
She said that something was happening, but did not say what.
I went through a deli on the corner of 92nd and Broadway
bought one for Juicy Juice.
I know the exact time because I kept the receipt.
I had the time on it.
Hello?
Hello.
"No"
I have to play all for you.
The message was fourth at 10:07 am.
As the speed of an average kid my age is 135cm per second
and had nine minutes of difference between these two messages
figured that I had walked 800 meters
what I stood in front of the United Church on Broadway.
I know because I went back and said measures.
I am.
Anybody home?
I wanted to talk to you.
I wanted to explain...
Do not! Wait. Just a minute... Sorry .
I can not take much. Just wanted to say...
How much I love you.
I wanted to say how much I love you.
What?
"It's not good to hear that"
The message was fifth at 10:17 am.
I was talking to the doorman and dad said that.
Are you there? Are you there?
Please answer if you're there. "Stop! Enough!"
Do not!
There's one more trick.
The sixth message.
10:27 am.
"Stop! Enough!"
"Search and nothing else."
Hey!
Wait!
What are you doing?
"Things should improve - are getting worse"
Who said things should improve?
So is this?
"I wanted to help him, but...
I am doing wrong."
Hey!
If you want to go, go!
I always knew you was my grandfather.
If you think I'll miss now that is gone, do not worry .
For not feel.
Actually, it might even thank you.
My father was the best dad in the world
and you the worst!
My father attended school in the Bronx.
Threw the baseball team and was science editor of the newspaper!
When it was formed to Rockhurst.
She earned a masters in chemistry.
He met my mother in a bookstore.
Asked her to marry in Norwalk, Connecticut.
And every summer we returned to Tobey Pond and he asked to marry again.
On the day he was born pasted sheets of wax paper that still hangs in the window.
I wanted to be a scientist but became a jeweler to support the family.
I loved the smell of gasoline. I hated tomatoes.
Never spoke to me as if I was a child.
You can go.
His boots are heavier than mine.
"Do not stop looking"
Hello?
Hello.
My name is Oscar Schell Oscar?
Here is the Abby Black.
Are you there?
Hello.
Schell's Oscar. I'm here!
Oscar... you grew up.
Let.
Where are we going?
Do not accept rides from strangers.
Good rule, but we are not so strange.
Enter.
The last time I was here I said I knew nothing of the key.
But you know.
But my husband...
Ex-husband...
Was in charge of selling the property you mentioned.
I think you should talk to him.
Where is your ex-husband?
Working . I'll take you to him.
On a Sunday night?
In Japan it is Monday morning.
Well, he sent you rise.
32nd floor.
Do not you come?
Wait here.
Good luck.
Enter.
Hello
How can I help you? What happened?
Knew my father?
Your father? Who is your father?
Thomas Schell.
I think not. I know of no Schell.
He died on September 11.
I'm sorry.
I found an envelope with your name.
I thought it was his wife, now I learned to be his ex-wife.
She said she knew nothing and had a screaming man inside.
What do you know about my father?
When did this happen? Three months and 17 days...
Eight hours, 16 minutes and 11 now 12/2...
And today, at 7:42:46 pm I found a newspaper where my father had circulated "do not stop looking"
and saw a phone number on the back.
The number was Abby Black.
That was me in the house....
I was changing.
I know.
The envelope that was so special?
Can I see?
I had something written on the envelope?
It was written "Black".
You found him inside a blue vase?
Hm?
Do not believe...
What most amazing thing. I'm looking for that key
for over a year.
For months I am looking for the lock to her...
've Been looking for each other. It opens?
bank vault. What does this have to do with my father?
With your father?
I found in my father's closet.
And how he died, not have known what it was.
So I had to look myself.
Well ..
My father also died.
Two years ago.
It was a check-up and...
Well ..
Then knew the doctor who was two months old.
I had to see what would your stuff, his books, his furniture.
Do not you want to save? Not want anything.
I sold all the estate.
I and my father were not very close.
He spent his last months
writing for everyone, cousins, friends, people who I never heard.
Wrote about everything you ever wanted to do and never did
And all the things that did and did not want.
Shared everything I never shared with me.
All I ever wanted to know about it.
Need a hug?
I'm fine, thanks.
He wrote a letter to you?
Yes, but I was afraid to open it.
I would have been extremely curious.
My wife said I was being ridiculous.
Children.
But you were his son.
I was afraid it was some kind of confession.
Hoped he would apologize.
And he loved me.
Or something personal for us, but no.
At the end of the letter...
He says...
There's something I want you to have, in a blue vase
shelf in the room.
I think I understand why want to stay with you.
But I had sold the blue vase.
Actually, I gave it to his father before opening the letter.
So I was trying to find her.
Knew my father?
Yes
Remember him?
He said something about a birthday.
December 14.
He had planned a surprise for his mother
Something like a restaurant dasher
The smoking it...
Without the key, I was dead.
So you had to find my father.
Do not know how. Neither knew what it was called.
I walked through the neighborhood a few weeks of my father in hopes of bumping into him...
I put up posters calling the guy who had bought a vase the estate of my father came to me.
But that was a week later.
You know, you know, September 11...
There were posters everywhere.
Well ..
Look no further.
I'm sorry. I know I was looking for something that was not it.
Okay.
Let's go to the bank. We will see what is and divide.
You're cool.
But no thanks.
Gonna be okay?
I can tell you one thing never told anybody?
Course.
On that day we were released from school had hardly stepped
I returned home on foot.
My friend said he'd call, then went to look at the desk.
I had a lot of scrap. From your friend?
From my father.
He was in the building.
But there's one thing I never told anybody.
To absolutely nobody. Absolutely no one!
The phone rang. My God!
Could not attend.
I just could not.
Not stopped ringing and I could not move.
I wanted, but could not.
Could not.
Pitched Secretary
gave the beep...
And then I heard his voice.
Are you there?
You there? Are you there?
He needed me and I did not answer.
I was scared. I could not.
"Are you there?" He asked nine times.
I know because I counted.
But why did not he asked if there was someone "?
Is anyone there?
" You "is just for one person.
I think he knew I was there.
I think He repeated both just so I work up the nerve to meet.
The longer interval was between the third and fourth, just 15 seconds.
You could hear people crying in the background.
You could hear helicopters.
You could hear glass breaking.
Then the connection drops.
Do you forgive me?
If I forgive you?
For what? Why not answer?
By failing to tell anyone.
Of course I forgive you.
You can not tell you how it makes me feel better .
I hope you find what you're looking for.
I must go.
Thank you.
What is he doing?
Oscar!
Pronto. Enough. Give me that.
Okay, Oscar.
Unleashed. Loose.
Calm. Loose.
Loose, dear. Okay... loose.
Let us loose.
Okay. Alright.
I promise I'll get better soon, I promise.
I will be normal.
This is the last thing I want. You are perfect.
I tried a lot, Mom.
I had to try harder. I know yes.
I know you do. I know.
Do not know, no. I know, yes.
Do not you know it, mother.
I know how his father would be proud for not stopping to look.
Do you think you would have ignored where you walked, dear?
Do you think that would have left something happen to you?
I always knew where you were. Always.
Know?
The porter told me the phone books you needed for a project in the school census.
I knew I was ready.
How?
Census will only be given seven years from now.
So I entered his room and tried to think how you .
I wanted to understand.
I was spying on me?
I was looking for you.
I found your box Enchanted Forest with a list of the Blacks.
I found the indexed list of the five boroughs. My IZC.
Your IZC?
Index Zones collapse.
I saw how you used the last four digits of telephone numbers .
I thought that was clever. Was very intelligent.
I made my own map.
And marked their areas.
Hundred and four.
216 addresses.
472 people named Black.
I made a list of people you visit every weekend.
I called the ones you had already visited and I know the still going to visit.
Really? Hm-hm.
All? Hm-hm.
Since my husband died, my son is looking all over town with a key
What he thinks is a clue, then it is very ...
Thank you... Thank you...
When it appears it will be with a map like this...
Thank you.
Thank you...
Thank you... thank you...
How Hector Black liked to hug.
He hugged me 17 times.
I wanted to drop but he kept hugging me.
He thinks this will comfort him in some way...
The death of his father, so he ... How sad...
I liked Elaine Black and his five children taken.
Got a picture? Dozens .
Then, when he comes, maybe you do not let him sit in that?
And Leigh-Anne Black? She yelled at me and sent me away.
Me too.
Go away! Please get out of here! Get out!
Black Mona had an impressive history.
I thought she would burst into tears.
He'll be fine.
You only need a few questions.
Are you sure it's okay?
It was great when I was there.
Knew how long it would take you from Eleanor Black, in Astoria...
in the Black Harlan Bushwick.
I'm sorry about your father.
Mother, is that kid. Is that kid!
I think our mothers are like a lot, no?
So you knew the key. Hm-hmm.
I knew you had to go out to seek the meaning of things.
So I had to go with you.
Do not bother I could be raped, murdered , hanged or stabbed?
Every hour, every day.
I could not breathe until the door closed.
Hi! I arrived!
I thought only my father as I thought.
Me too.
So many people lost someone, Mom.
Equal to us.
What gives you most miss it?
I miss so much.
I miss how he could predict the weather only touching the window.
When he arrived shouting "What are you all doing?"
I miss how he stuck his arm whole coffee beans in the Fairway
just because he liked the feeling. That made me angry because everyone was watching.
It was?
I do not know... I do not know.
I miss his voice.
I miss your voice telling me he loved me.
Me too.
Mother? Hm?
Okay if you fall in love again...
... If you want.
I'll never fall in love again first.
No one is it. No one.
He told me.
He said...
I love your mother too.
It is a very nice woman.
Mother?
I do not say much I love you, say?
It says, yes.
Dear...
It says, yes.
The stairs are broken.
It's going to school early, huh?
Do not have class today. President's Day.
I thought it was in February.
Changed.
I wrote a letter to people I had known .
In it I said:
"Dear Sir or Madam......
... or Miss ..
or Abby, or Hassel, or Tommy, or Elaine,
Or anyone I had known last name Black.
You may remember me.
My name is Oscar Schell.
I visited them to see if there was a lock for the key I thought my father had left me.
Many of you were very helpful and kind to me .
I want to thank them for that.
I also want to thank you for horseback riding they gave me.
E Taylor for drawing me and my key.
Perhaps it will interest you to know, but the key was not for me.
It was to a Mr. William Black,
who might need it more than me.
I was disappointed, obviously.
But I am honestly happy to be where it should be .
I'm even happy with my disappointment,
which is much better than having nothing.
My father told me that New York has had a sixth neighborhood that was adrift.
Tried to save him but failed
and not coming back anymore.
As much as I want, my father is not coming back anymore.
And I thought I could not live without it.
But now I know I can.
I think my father would be proud.
That's all I ever wanted.
"Dedicated to Sir Thomas Schell"
my grandmother got the address of the tenant.
Although I wanted to say was: you selfish, fuck you and what he owed,
... I did not say.
I asked him to come home.
Congratulations, Oscar.
With incredible courage and wisdom far beyond his years
you solved a scouting expedition number 6.
You have to prove the existence of the sixth district and his own excellence.
Wherever the inhabitants of the sixth district are, they are celebrating you...
And I too.
Now it's time to go home.
CAPTIONS: LOUIS PHILIP BERNARDES