Pike Place Market was born in 907...
from citizen outrage at the high cost of produce...
when Seattle City Councilman Thomas Revelle...
proposed a public street market.
On opening day, August 7, 907...
eight farmers brought their wagons to the corner of st and Pike...
and were overwhelmed by an estimated 0,000 eager shoppers.
By .:00 a.m.they were completely sold out.
That concludes the morning half of our tour.
Once again, my name's Karen.
You've been a superduper group this morning.
We'll see you back here on the bus at .:30.
Thank you, Karen.
I don't know about you, but I couId sure use a fucking cigarette.
Come on, dear.
Bye.
Excuse me, sir?
Sir, it's lunchtime.
You can get off the bus now. We're at Pike Place Market.
Shit!
We've got another dead one back here, Larry.
You missed your Iast three sessions.
Sometimes coming in here taIking about my Iife gets in the way of me having one.
So why did you bother coming in today?
Because they sent a Ietter to my mother and threatened to suspend me if I didn't.
I thought you had something you wanted to taIk about.
With you? Yeah, right.
Are you angry with me?
How can you teII?
I was obIigated to cooperate with the poIice, CIaire. It's my job.
Just so you know, I was here for you, not for them.
They wanted to interrogate you aIone.
And they haven't found him yet, in case you're curious.
I'm not.
You haven't heard from him?
Fuck, no. Not that I'd teII you if I had.
You did the right thing when you caIIed the poIice that night.
I know I did the right thing.
This isn't about whether or not I did the right thing.
Given the circumstances, it's fuIIy understandabIe...
that you're feeIing this angry, CIaire.
If you don't stop saying my name at the end of every sentence, I am gonna....
-What? -I don't know.
Just don't, okay?
You feeI Iike throwing something?
Excuse me?
You couId, you know.
Just pick something up off my desk and chuck it.
I'm so sure you'd Iet me trash something off your desk.
If you thought it might heIp, I wouId.
No, thanks.
You're angry with Gabe...
and you're scared because you don't know what's gonna happen to him.
At this point, I don't give a fIying fuck about him.
You don't reaIIy feeI that way, do you?
No.
I do feeI better. Thank you.
He was on one of those package bus tours.
He'd been going on a Iot.
Three or four times a year, ever since Mom died.
Sometimes he went with his friend Pete. This time he went aIone.
They think his heart just gave out.
I'm very sorry.
-Where is your father now? -He's stiII up there in SeattIe.
The CoIumbia FuneraI Home's hoIding him for us. They're on Rainier Avenue.
Not a probIem. We can make arrangements to have him fIown back to LA.
-FIown back? -Yes.
Dad won't fIy.
It was aIways a sore spot with Mom.
She wanted to traveI, but Dad fIat out refused.
Then, after she died, he started taking aII these package bus tours.
He has....
-He had a thing about fIying. -He never fIew.
-I'm sure, given the circumstances-- -No, it isn't what he wouId have wanted.
Isn't there some other way?
We can make arrangements to have him shipped via raiI or freight.
Like FedEx?
-You can do that? -It's done aII the time.
They brought Abraham LincoIn home to IIIinois by train...
aII the way from Washington, packed in ice.
It shouIdn't be a probIem.
Keith, I'II be back up here just as soon as your father's back on his feet.
What if Grandpa dies?
My friend Neisha's brother had an operation, and he died.
I toId you, TayIor, it's just a hernia. It's nothing for you to worry about.
I'd sure Iike to know where the heII KarIa is.
Is she stiII up in OakIand with Derek?
Did she even offer to come back down here...
and take care of her kid when you toId her you were Ieaving?
We haven't heard from her.
Jesus.
I thought you had a number for her.
-It's been disconnected. -Shit.
I toId you, Keith, hush that kind of mouth around your niece.
Maybe I shouId just take the chiId with me.
She'II be fine, aII right?
My new pIace has an extra room, and between Eddie and me...
-we'II make sure she's-- -I don't wanna come stay with you.
-How come you can't stay here? -Because my things are at my pIace.
-What about my stuff? -You can bring it with you.
You'd probabIy steaI it.
There's my cab.
TayIor, come on, honey. Give your grandma a hug.
I Iove you, Grandma.
Now, you be good, and you mind your UncIe Keith.
I'II try to come back as fast as I can.
I know a Iot worser words than ''shit,'' you know.
So do I.
So, how'd the Mossback intake go?
We need to find a way to get a body shipped back from your oId stomping ground.
Why can't you just fIy it back? That's what your father aIways did.
ApparentIy the deceased was afraid of fIying.
I don't think he's gonna give a shit now.
The famiIy doesn't want him to fIy, aII right?
The freight companies are backed up untiI next week.
And Amtrak can't bring him back untiI next Tuesday.
No probIem.
I'II fIy up, rent a refrigerated van, and drive him back.
You don't need a refrigerated van, just a one-way rentaI.
-He's aIready been embaImed. -Even easier.
You'd do that? You'd fIy up there and turn around and drive aII the way back?
I haven't been back since Christmas. I can see a few friends.
I stiII have stuff up there. I'd Iove to.
I suppose we couId mark up the cost of shipping to cover your traveI.
-When do you want me to Ieave? -Tomorrow?
Done.
Have you met any nice men recentIy, David?
No one to speak of.
I wish you'd put yourseIf out more.
The door to your house onIy opens from the inside, you know.
We haven't seen your friend GabrieI around much IateIy, CIaire.
So?
Have you not been seeing as much of him?
-No, I haven't. -Did you two have a faIIing-out?
Yeah, Gabe joined the Hare Krishna, okay?
Those peopIe with the orange robes and tambourines?
That try to seII you books in the airport. Yeah, that's them.
Oh, my goodness!
-He never struck me as a reIigious person. -He is now, big-time.
-Did he shave his head? -Yeah, he shaved his head.
Can we taIk about something eIse, pIease?
CIaire, do you want to come to SeattIe with me?
You're asking me to come to SeattIe with you?
Yeah, why not?
I'm not sure we can stick the Mossbacks with two pIane tickets.
-I'II pay for it. -You wiII?
Yeah. I couId use the company.
-You couId heIp me drive on the way back. -She'II miss schooI.
We're not doing anything I can't miss, and I can bring my homework.
It's just for a coupIe of days.
Fine.
I'm tired of trying to be the architect for this famiIy.
It's high time you drew your own bIueprints.
Does anyone know what the fuck she's taIking about anymore?
-Nate. -What?
By the way, I'm fIying up to SeattIe tomorrow.
-You are? -Yeah.
I'm picking up a body and driving it back for David.
-I'm gonna take CIaire with me. -Sounds Iike fun.
You don't mind that I didn't ask you?
-Ask me what? -To go with me.
-No, not at aII. -Good.
You sure?
Nate, I'm trying to read...
and you know I hate it when you fIoss in front of me.
Sorry.
Is it weird I didn't ask you to come to SeattIe with me?
No, why wouId it be?
I don't know. It just feeIs a IittIe weird.
Okay, now it is a IittIe weird.
But onIy because you're making it a IittIe weird.
-But you're not mad about it? -Not at aII.
I think it's reaIIy good for you, spending some time with your sister.
That's what I think.
-You sure it's not too weird? -God, Nate, give it a rest.
-Good night, Bren. -Good night.
CooI! SIeater-Kinney's pIaying at this pIace caIIed Showbox tonight.
I hate to break it to you, but Showbox is 18 and over.
What makes you think I don't have a fake I.D.?
You have a fake I.D.?
You're not gonna puII some pseudo-parentaI buIIshit on me, are you?
No. I had a fake I.D. once, too.
Maybe I'II go with you.
-I don't need a babysitter, Nate. -I Iove SIeater-Kinney.
You Iove SIeater-Kinney?
WiII you try to get over yourseIf for a second and Iet me be your friend and your brother?
Did you bring me on this trip because you thought I needed a IittIe distraction?
I invited you because I thought it'd be fun to bring you aIong.
Now I'm having second thoughts.
I beIieve you.
-So where are we staying, anyway? -My friend Lisa's.
-Is she an oId girIfriend? -No.
No way, not even cIose.
We were strictIy roommates, nothing more.
Worked at the co-op together.
Is she aII crunchy-granoIa...
backpacky, and way into grunge?
Crunchy-granoIa: maybe a IittIe.
Backpacky: definiteIy.
Into grunge: no way.
Grunge died Iong before Kurt Cobain did.
Besides, Lisa is....
It's not too easy to categorize.
You guys did it a few times, though, right?
-We're not having this discussion. -Fine.
This is it.
Sweet.
-It's so good to have you back home. -It's good to be back.
Lisa, this is my sister, CIaire.
Come in.
HeIIo, Hiram? It's me, Ruth.
I'm fine. How are you?
Listen, the reason why I'm caIIing is...
I just wanted to Iet you know that I've been drafting a new bIueprint for myseIf.
No, not for the house.
Yes, it is for the house. My house.
I mean, not the actuaI physicaI structure I Iive in with my famiIy.
I'm speaking more of the emotionaI structure...
in which I've chosen to Iive my Iife.
I most certainIy have not been drinking.
I'm just trying to Iet you know, Hiram...
that I harbor no hard feeIings against you.
No, I do not want to get back together.
How presumptuous!
You know something, Hiram? Fuck off!
AmeIia? It's Ruth.
I know we haven't seen each other in a whiIe...
and I feeI a IittIe funny Ieaving this on your machine...
but I just wanted to Iet you know...
I've been drafting a new bIueprint for myseIf.
And if you're ever Iooking for an opportunity to renew our friendship...
my front door is open to you.
That's aII I wanted to say.
You can caII me back if you want to, okay?
Bye!
Sarah, are you there?
If you're there, pick up.
Okay, fine. I know we don't taIk to each other very much anymore...
but I Ieft you three messages in two weeks and you haven't returned any of my caIIs.
I think you don't ever want to taIk to me again, and if that's the case...
we reaIIy need to taIk!
There are things I'd Iike to say to you about the cracks in my foundation...
and your part in heIping me repair them.
This is your sister, Ruth.
What do you mean, you can't?
Eddie, I need you to pick up TayIor from schooI.
Look, I reaIize you're in the middIe of a shift.
Can't you get somebody to cover for you?
I'm caught between a rock and a fucking hard pIace here.
I need you to do this for me.
AII right, never mind. Fuck it, then.
This is a buIIshit detaiI.
I wish the guy wouId just shoot her and get it over with.
I've got tickets for the Dodgers tonight.
What did I say?
Listen, I've got a huge favor to ask.
What is it?
I'm stuck in Koreatown.
Some guy's hoIding his mother-in-Iaw hostage.
He cIaims she put his TV remote down a garbage disposaI.
I don't know when I'll be out of here. Eddie's pulling a double shift.
I hate to ask...
but is there any way that you can pick up TayIor...
from Bridgebrook EIementary at 3:00?
Yes. I mean, sure. I'd be gIad to.
-You sure? -Yes, of course.
AII right, thanks.
I'll call ahead to the school so they'll be expecting you.
-I'll pick Taylor up from your place later. -Great.
Thanks, man. I owe you one.
No probIem.
-What is this? -Tofu meatIoaf.
It's compIeteIy vegan.
No dairy, no eggs. No animaI products of any kind.
-No meat? -None whatsoever.
Why do you caII it ''meatIoaf''?
You're a pisser just Iike your brother, aren't you?
-Anyway, it used to be his favorite. -It's deIicious, Lisa.
I didn't put in too much garIic?
-Not for me. -No way.
GarIic is a miracIe herb.
It Iowers choIesteroI and bIood pressure.
It stimuIates the immune system...
and inhibits the growth of parasites in the intestines.
So, how's Iife at the co-op?
Our membership is up 15% since you Ieft...
in spite of the corporate outfits breathing down our necks.
-Wow, sounds Iike things are going great. -We miss you.
You shouId stop in and say heIIo whiIe you're here.
-So, how's Iife back in LA? -It's okay.
What can I say? I may have finaIIy found something I'm good at.
-I aIways knew you had a spirituaI caIIing. -Yeah, right.
What? Being a funeraI director is proof of a spirituaI caIIing?
It's not exactIy what I imagined for Nate, but it doesn't surprise me.
Nothing ever surprises you, Lisa.
That's true.
So, Iast time I spoke to you, back in January...
I suppose, you had met somebody?
-Brenda. -Yeah.
Anything ever happen with that?
We're stiII together.
Wow! Eight months.
That's gotta be an aII-time record for you, Nate.
It might be.
Sounds Iike a reaI reIationship to me.
What can I say?
It is what it is.
I mean, for me, for where I am at right now, it's a good thing.
-It's aII good. -It is. It's aII...
weII, mostIy, you know, good.
I'm reaIIy happy for you, Nate.
You know, I got offered a job in LA.
-ReaIIy? -Yeah.
Some big-time producer came through town shooting a movie.
She's Iooking for a vegan chef, and she offered me a job.
ReaIIy, what movie?
I'm not good with titIes. I don't go to the movies.
FiIm is processed with geIatin. GeIatin comes from horses' hooves.
-I didn't know that. -Most peopIe don't.
Hence the gIobaI sIavery of animaIs.
-Were you thinking about taking the job? -I don't know.
I mean, LA is such a godIess pIace.
Besides, my Iife is reaIIy fuII here.
-May I use your bathroom? -Yeah.
It's down the haII, first door on the Ieft.
-She's a Iot Iike you. -You think?
God, I've missed you, Nate.
I've missed you, too.
Give me a break.
I think you totaIIy cIeared out my sinuses.
Not too hard?
Some of my cIients find me a IittIe intense.
Not at aII.
I Iove it.
It feeIs great.
I have to say you're pretty Ioose.
Not a Iot of tension in the usuaI pIaces.
I'm curious. MeIissa, what do you do?
I'm just asking because I'm thinking about changing professions...
and I'm curious.
I'm a prostitute.
No shit?
No shit.
CooI.
I'm making a cup of tea. Want one?
I'd Iove to, but I've gotta get to work.
-Same time next week? -AbsoIuteIy.
-I'II see you. -See you.
-HeIIo? -Bren. Hi, honey. It's Mom.
I'm at Tranquility Spa. I need you to meet me over here.
-Why? -Sweetheart, it's an emergency.
-I need you over here, please. -What's happened?
I'm at Tranquility Spa, Brenda, in La Cañada.
I wouldn't ask you if it wasn't important.
Brenda! Don't go in there.
Mother, Iet go of my fucking arm. You're hurting me!
This is your father's car.
So Dad's here. Who cares?
He's not here. He's at work. I checked.
Look on the dash.
Your father doesn't smoke Virginia SIims.
Look on the gear shift.
A scrunchie. Big fucking deaI!
Your father hasn't had enough hair to need a scrunchie since 1975!
-So you think Dad's fucking somebody. -Bingo!
Oh, my God, is that aII this is?
I thought you'd heard from the hospitaI that something happened to BiIIy.
Don't be so dramatic, Brenda.
I have to go downstairs and work for a IittIe whiIe.
Do you have everything you need?
Can I have some chocoIate miIk?
I'm sorry. We don't have any chocoIate miIk.
I want some goddamn chocoIate miIk.
I'm sorry, but we onIy have white miIk.
Ain't you got any other cookies besides these?
Those are aII we have.
I don't Iike these kind. These kind taste Iike shit.
Then just coIor in your coIoring books, and I'II check in on you in a bit.
I don't Iike coIoring books.
-You picked them out at the drugstore. -You toId me I had to.
-I thought you Iiked coIoring books. -I don't. I toId you I Iike to draw.
Then draw.
These are coIoring books.
You can't draw in coIoring books...
because they aIready have the drawings in them.
You can onIy coIor in coIoring books.
That's why they're caIIed coIoring books.
-You wanna watch TV? -Okay.
-You know how to use that? -What do you think, I'm stupid?
-I didn't say you're stupid. -I know how to use a remote.
Fine, knock yourseIf out.
Dumb-ass cracker.
Man, I am starving for a cheeseburger.
I want something that waIked the earth, with the works.
Man, I'm having a doubIe.
I thought you Iiked the meatIess meatIoaf.
-I Iied. -No shit.
And what's with the ''it is what it is''...
purposeIy vague buIIshit about you and Brenda?
I don't want to hurt Lisa's feeIings, okay?
You definiteIy sIept with her.
Okay, yes.
We had occasionaI sex together, but it was strictIy on a friendship basis.
You were fuck-buddies?
Yeah.
-And nothing more. -Does Lisa know that?
You know what?
Every time we did have sex, and I'm taIking about five, six times, tops...
I was very honest with her about what it meant and what it didn't mean.
-She's got it bad for you. -I was aIways honest with Lisa.
-If you say so. -What do you want?
I want a Chubby Cheese with everything, medium skinny fries, and a Coke.
My God, do you smeII that?
What, burgers and fries?
No, it's Iike rotten eggs! Jesus!
Oh, man, déjà fucking vu.
Welcome to Chubby's. May I take your order?
Yeah, I'II have a doubIe Chubby....
I'II have a doubIe Chubby cheeseburger. Fuck me!
-Was that one or two cheeseburgers? -Jesus, my head!
Fuck!
Nate, are you okay?
Sir, I didn't get that. Can I take your order, please?
Hello, sir?
You drive.
I'm gonna get some air and make a phone caII.
Okay.
-I didn't get that. Please repeat your order. -Shut up.
Yeah, is Dr. DiPaoIo in?
Yeah, it's definiteIy an emergency.
-Can I take your order, please? -Shut the fuck up!
I'm going to have to contact the manager.
I can't beIieve I'm doing this.
Can't we at Ieast go inside?
I couId get a seaweed wrap whiIe I pretend to Iisten to you.
That couIdn't be her.
I'm eating your protein bar.
Maybe it is.
This is Iike eating uphoIstery.
I knew it.
Bern couIdn't get anyone that good-Iooking to jump his saggy ass.
I thought you and Dad had an agreement about this sort of thing.
We did. We do.
OnIy this time he broke one of the ruIes. He didn't teII me first.
So you're not upset Dad's fucking somebody eIse.
You're upset he didn't teII you he was fucking somebody eIse.
That's right.
The ruIe is, if you step outside the hoIy bonds...
you have to teII your wife first.
So she can Iine up some young hottie of her own.
I guess that sounds fair.
You have other ruIes?
-Yeah, a whoIe sIew of them. -Go on, teII me. I'm curious.
You can't fuck my friends, I can't fuck yours.
No fucking of mutuaI friends. Never in Hawaii.
Never in a hoteI that costs more than $300 a night.
And never in a hoteI that's under $75 a night.
Not on hoIidays.
There are others. I just can't remember aII of them at the moment.
Is one of them:
''Never fuck anybody eIse in front of your kids''?
I guess not. Since there was that time I saw you in the hot tub...
with some oId guy with a hairy back.
DarIing, your father was there.
And there was absoIuteIy no penetration, I can assure you of that.
-I'II bet that wasn't your choice. -And you were supposed to be in bed.
I was onIy gone a coupIe of hours, Rico.
Every hour you're gone is an hour I have to stay Iate.
I'm sorry about your buddy's kid, but I have kids of my own.
Is this about us not giving you the Ioan for the house?
Because you never used to compIain about having to work a IittIe overtime.
This is about me not wanting to be taken advantage of by my empIoyers.
-We're more than just your empIoyers-- -That's buIIshit, David, and you know it.
When it's convenient, we're Iike famiIy. But in a pinch, I'm just an empIoyee...
and you and Nate are just my bosses.
Hey, IittIe Iady.
TayIor, I toId you to wait upstairs.
-My tummy hurts. -Let's go.
Is that man dead?
That man was totaIIy dead.
Yes, that man was totaIIy dead.
-Did you kiII him? -No.
-Did that other man in there kiII him? -No.
He died of naturaI causes.
My friend Renee said sooner or Iater we'II aII be dead.
That's true.
So someday I'II be dead, Iaying on a tabIe Iike that?
Not for a very, very Iong time.
My mom says my dad's good as dead as far as she's concerned.
That's just her way of expressing anger at him for not being around.
Sometimes my mom says she wishes she was dead.
That's just something that peopIe say when they're upset about something.
Did that dead man in there have any kids?
Yeah, he had a wife and three chiIdren and five grandchiIdren.
-I don't ever want to die. -Me, neither.
It's caIIed arteriovenous maIformation. AVM, for short.
Lots of peopIe have it their whoIe Iives and never even know.
And the piIIs?
They're an anti-seizure medication.
So what happened to you, that was a seizure?
Sort of.
-Sort of? -It was a miId seizure.
-Does David know about this? -Yes, he does.
I don't want Mom to know 'cause she'II just freak out. AII right?
It's no big deaI, I promise.
PeopIe don't just spaz out...
and hork aII over their shoes for no good reason.
Two words: tofu meatIoaf.
Besides, now I have these piIIs it'II be totaIIy under controI.
-You swear? -I swear.
I just have to take them for the rest of my Iife is aII.
I don't beIieve you.
Just do me a favor and don't teII David about this.
This cIient of mine's a prostitute.
-Is that supposed to shock me? -What?
God, not everything is about you.
You're such a cIassic narcissist.
Just because your parents are shrinks doesn't mean you know about psychoIogy.
Just because you're a shrink doesn't mean that you're not out of your fucking mind.
I've treated severaI prostitutes over the years...
and they're not as uncommon as you'd think....
That's her.
She's your age. I have to taIk to her.
-Mom, don't. PIease don't. -No, wait.
I'm not angry. I'm not going to make a scene.
I just need to personaIize the experience and humanize the situation.
-It's for aII of us. -You'II just regret it.
Miss!
HeIIo, I'm Margaret, Bern's wife.
You know, Bern and I have a reaIIy open reIationship...
and I just want you to know it's okay with me.
I'd Iove to chat, but I've gotta go meet Bern for Iunch. Sorry.
Get off, you bitch! I can't beIieve you!
-Get off of me! -Fine.
You sIut!
Psycho!
I'II see you in heII.
I hope you Iike herpes.
You know, I thought she'd be more evoIved.
EvoIved?
Mother, you just attacked that woman repeatedIy.
-She couId have you thrown in jaiI. -I seriousIy doubt that.
Are you hungry?
Why am I here?
Why was it necessary for me to be here with you for this?
Because you needed a fucking audience.
-Not everything's about you, Brenda. -Look at Mommy.
Isn't Mommy pretty?
Isn't Mommy fabuIous and free-spirited and uninhibited?
VaIidate Mommy, kids, because she's incapabIe of doing it herseIf.
No wonder BiIIy ended up in a psych ward. Not that you care.
For your information, Miss High and Mighty, this is Iife.
PeopIe have crises.
They push each other's buttons. They infIict pain on one another.
And once in a fucking bIue moon, they bring out the best in each other.
But mostIy, they bring out the worst.
-You're pathetic. -Don't you dare judge me.
You think you're the paragon of mentaI heaIth...
just because you've been dating the same man for the past few months?
That's reaI, compared to what your father and I have?
-You're just jeaIous. -Of what?
The fact that I haven't aIIowed you to totaIIy destroy my Iife...
Iike you have everybody eIse's.
What Iife?
You've spent 32 years being your IittIe brother's nursemaid--
Fuck you!
...to avoid having any emotionaI Iife of your own.
And now that he's been put away...
you're gonna have to face your own demons.
And, sweetheart, they're Iegion.
Get out of my car.
I wouId be happy to.
I hope you Iike pork roast and mashed potatoes.
They're okay.
-Where are you going, dear? -To watch TV.
In this house we eat dinner at the tabIe.
-You don't watch TV whiIe you eat? -No, we don't.
Maybe we can watch some TV when we're done eating.
-So, what grade are you in, TayIor? -Fourth.
David was in the fourth grade once.
It's true.
Did you know David used to be my UncIe Keith's boyfriend?
Yes, I did.
Sometimes my momma caIIs my UncIe Keith a punk-ass fudgepacker...
'cause he Iikes men instead of women.
I guess that makes you a punk-ass fudgepacker, too, don't it?
We don't use those kinds of words at this tabIe.
-We don't use those kinds of words at aII. -How come?
-Because those words are-- -HatefuI. Those are hatefuI words.
What words do you use?
HomosexuaI.
My UncIe Keith has a new boyfriend. His name's Eddie.
He drives an ambuIance. But I don't Iike him too much.
Why not?
He Iooks at himseIf in the mirror a Iot, and he taIks to me Iike I'm stupid.
-I'm sure that's not true. -Yes, it is.
It is true.
Some peopIe just don't know how to taIk to chiIdren.
TeII me about it.
I think I'II start the dishes.
It's time for you to Ieave now.
Go!
-Is everything okay? -CIaire, I thought you were taking a nap.
I was reading.
-Where's Nate? -He's outside making a phone caII.
Who were you taIking to?
Ants.
I'm being overrun by them.
At first I tried setting a IittIe food aside for them next to the back door.
Then I tried coaxing them out with some citrus oiI.
Now I'm trying to reason with them.
At home, my dad used to squirt them with Iighter fIuid and torch them.
I'm not stiII in Iove with your brother, if that's what you're thinking.
ActuaIIy, I wasn't thinking that.
I used to be.
I used to think one day he wouId reaIize I was the one for him.
He never has.
Do you think he ever wiII?
I'm probabIy not the person to be asking that question.
He's my brother, but to teII you the truth, I'm just getting to know the guy.
He's a heartbreaker, that's for sure.
There are a dozen women aII over SeattIe...
who wouId freak if they knew he was back here.
-You must think I'm so stupid. -No, I don't.
-Do you have a boyfriend? -No.
Not anymore.
We broke up.
You're better off, trust me.
Fucking ants.
I just wanted to hear how your day went.
My mother practicaIIy beat the shit out of a woman in a parking Iot...
but apart from that, I'm fine.
-How's Seattle? -SeattIe's good.
Your mother tried to beat the shit out of somebody?
I reaIIy don't feeI Iike reIiving that right now.
How's it going with CIaire?
Great. We're getting aIong great.
Is everything okay?
I just have a headache.
We're gonna hit the road first thing in the morning.
Okay, I'II see you, then.
I just ran a bath and it's getting coId, so....
I miss you.
I miss you, too.
You never caIIed.
How did you know where I Iive?
That's not reaIIy important.
I think maybe it is.
You wanna know what's reaIIy important?
Show me.
Did she give you a hard time?
Not reaIIy.
Let me grab her, and we'II get out of your way.
Thanks again.
It's no probIem whatsoever.
She's a great kid, Keith. She reaIIy is.
Considering everything she's been put through, it's kind of a miracIe.
We shouId go.
-Good night, David. -Good night.
I thought you might need an extra quiIt.
It gets coId in this room.
ExceIIent.
-Are you okay? -Yeah.
-I'm fine. -Are you sure?
Yeah. I'm good.
You can't fooI me, Nate. I know you too weII.
I'm fine.
Poor baby.
It's okay. I'm here.
I'm right here.
It's okay.
-Are you sure you don't want any breakfast? -I'm good. I never eat breakfast.
Lisa, have you seen my oId brown fIanneI shirt?
I'm pretty sure it got donated to the co-op garage saIe.
Here it is.
I Iove that shirt. It's so Nate.
-Why don't you hang on to it? -No, I couIdn't.
I want you to have it.
-What wouId I want with your shirt? -WouId you just keep it?
We shouId probabIy hit the road and pick up Mr. Mossback.
Right.
As aIways, it's been great seeing you.
-Take care of yourseIf, Nate. -You, too.
-It was nice to meet you. -Nice meeting you, CIaire.
-Thanks. -You're weIcome.
Morning, Mom.
It's awfuIIy quiet around here with Nate and CIaire being gone.
I suppose it is.
What time did your friend come by to pick up his niece?
1 :30.
That's awfuIIy Iate for a chiId her age to be up.
She was asIeep on the sun porch.
-Is there something you'd Iike to say to me? -No.
Yes, there is.
I'm aII ears.
Your father used to say that to me aII the time. ''I'm aII ears.''
Sometimes you remind me of him.
What's on your mind?
You have to be carefuI with chiIdren...
because their bIueprints are being drafted by the aduIts in their Iives.
And this IittIe girI....
It seems to me that her foundation is probabIy unstabIe enough...
without you bringing your....
My what?
Your reIationship with her uncIe, you have to admit...
might be a IittIe confusing to someone her age.
I'm happy for you if this whoIe pIan thing of yours has enabIed you...
to draft your own bIueprint...
or patch up some of the cracks in your foundation.
But just between you and me, you're starting to sound Iike a crazy person.
I think it's time you kept that shit to yourseIf...
and minded your own fucking business.
Thank you.
It's a IittIe weird driving a dead guy aII the way back to LA.
It's onIy weird if you make it weird.
-It's a IittIe weird. -It's not.
You know, Nate, I don't know why...
but it's comforting to know you're just as fucked up as the rest of us.
I'm not anywhere near as fucked up as the rest of you.
-You are. -I'm not.
-Yes, you are. -Shut up and drive.